m— — iis “WHEN I WAS YOUNG?” It might have been a dream of night, It might have been a vision! It might have been a thousand thingsl But oh, it was Elysianl The sudden thought that came to me, In midst of weary doing, _ Of happy days when I was young; ‘Was young, and went a~wooing! I climbed again the dusty road, The long hill winding over, And smelt the haystack’s dried perfume Of “Timothy” and “Clover;"” I felt again my pulses thrill, Seeing with love's fancy The trysting place upon the hill, The golden rod, and Nancy. 0, dry dull years, that stretch away Like arid sands behind me! 0, carping cares that give no rest, 0, fret and toil that bind me! I close my oyes upon you all, In spite of endless deing, To dream of golden days, when I Was young, and went a-wooing. RRR NOT SO BAD, AFTER ALL. a scrape, and, man-like, definite idea how he was to get it. he had rewarded Emily and fortune, and she, that was perfect in its way. while, asd you'll be waiting for me, won't you?” It was not very definite, to say the least of it. Any other girl would have preferred a more lucid proposal, but poor little Mabel had one of those rare natures which are satisfied to give all and take almost nothing—to love pre-eminently, perfectly, and receive in return a tri- fling bit of affection. The world does'nt contain a great many Hke her, and I, for one, am hear- tily glad, I think the women who hold their own, and anything else they can get, are far more preferable; but then earth and earth’s children must be variegated, sharp as well as sweet, Con went home that night ecstatical- reached home he found a letter await. elder Mrs, Creighton, asking, or give the poor fellow his due, he was not very much in love himself, and had, moreover, a faint fleeting notion that his £100,000 had more to do with her acceptance than any purely personal merit of his own. However, the marriage in all human probability would have taken place, and my little love story been entirely nipped in the bud, had it not been for the grim hand of fate, which beckoned the unfortunate Con to place, on a fishing excursion ostensibly, “Enily is very ill,” she said, ‘‘and become I am the lady who in four weeks will In addition to this, I have heard, but totally dis. believe, a rumor of some girl whose pretty face has attracted your atten- it floated upon me with some appearance of veracity, and might have troubled me bad I not known that I could trust dignity of Creighton family and your honor as being engaged to Emily your the in his hand to stare circumstances in Con crashed the letter and tried t the Lait little Mabel Gordon. He met her at some village gathering, and it being a fixed principle of his to attach himself to the prettiest girl in the room, he in the present case adhered to his purpose with a rigidity which would have been extremely amusing in a state of semi-torture he retired to his dream-disturbed couch. The morning he returned t London, leaving a little note for Mabel in explanation of his absence. Emily Cummings was much better when he reached the eity. Mrs. Creighton greeted him with dig- next 0 after two or three meetings had fol- lowed the rustic soiree, Master Con was fairly infatuated, and innocent Mabel stepped out from his *‘castle in the air” and taken earthly lodgings forever and &Ver more, For a wees the dream was bright and undisturbed; then Con began to feel uncomfortable, With the prospect of being married to one girl in a month, he was hardly dishonorable enough to propose same course with another; but being neither very clever nor original, couldn’t see the slightest loop-hole, So, by way of inspiration, perhaps, he lingered on at Mabel’s side; and she, the he ty. Of course people talked, as they al- ways do talk; and some, more daring than the rest, encompassed Con, and looked unutterable things as they spoke of Mabel’s parentage. “Lives with her father and mother? Oh, yes. But then they don’t happen to be her father and mother, She is their daughter's daughter; and as to who was her father—well, we know, and the Blairs take care to give us no information.” Then Con was awfully angry. He was just Quixotic, and, of course, he wanted to marry ber, shame or no shame; to take his little star-faced angel to himself for evermore—to transplant his little field daisy to a more luxurious soil, He went up to see her, with a letter and an ominous guilty feeling about fis heart. “By Jove! but this is a cheering scrape. Those Cummingses will be after know is that I'll never have a wife if I don’t get Mabel Gordon.” Bo, with trembling determination, he went into her presence—pretty Mabel, with her white face upralsed and her glorious golden cloud. “I thought you would come,’ she | said shyly, the color faiatly flushing her badn’t made him so, Con felt more foolish than ever, “As if I could stay away!” he an- swered, half reproachfully; then added pathetically, “At least, until I have to, for I'm: going away in a day or two.” I suppose Mabel had the natural coquetishness of her sex; but at that particular moment it deserted her en. tirely. Her eyes wandered down the road, and she leaned more heavily than ever against the garden gate, “Oh, are you?" very faint and trem. ulous, she murmured. “Yes; but 1’ll come back again if any one wants me." She stole one quick glance at him from under her downcast lids. | “Do you want me, Mabel? Shall I rm. back to you?” No answer came from the parted lips, but I think be knew she wanted him, for, leaning over the garden gate, he her silence by saying, “Very dear. I'll be back in a very little terly mean and dishonorable as kis most inveterate enemy could have desired, For a week he wandered around in a very uncomfortable state, and then he began to make sudden resolutions. “What a confounded fool I am!” he as he walked along Picca- in the most dolorous frame of “I haven't written a word poor little Mabel, and these people are determined to get me married. I'd better break my bonds before it's too late.” “Mr, Creighton, I would like to speak with you for a moment, please.” Con turned with a start and encoun- tered his lawyer, Arthur Gray, of the firm of Gray & Myers, solicitors, “Certainly, Mr. What's the business now?”’ “Rather an unpleasant business, I am sorry to say, sir. Bu at my office, where I can fully explain?” So Con followed him in, and waited to hear what busin might be, “You are aware, uncle from whom you inhent your for- tune, died intestate—or, I should say, was thought to have died intestate— whereupon, you were his heir-at-law. A few days since, however, we made what to you must prove a painful dis covery-—viz, the certificate of his mar- riage, and a bhalf-drawn-up will, which he bequeathed all he possessed to his acknowledged wife, or her chil- any. After dili- gent inquiries we have discovered that the late Mrs, Creighton died in giving birth to a child, but the child 1s still living, so, my dear Mr, Creighton, with deep sorrow, I must inform you that you are’ “Penniless,” finished Con, gloomily, but with deliberation **Not quite, Mr, Creighton. father left you £2,000, Gray. t will you stop in the unpleasant 4 Lt sir, that your late ili Your which is some- less than £100,000, Your cousin arrived to-day, I believe.” Poor Con! He didn’t care very much if she never arrived; but he managed to get into the street without disgracefully illusion, tried to i § { i : But the effort was a miserable failure, | for, after all, it’s no joke to find oneself suddenly precipitated from the pinnacle of millionaireship. “Well, after all, there’s one comfort," he said, returning to his soliloquy; “Emily Cummings won't want me now; 80 I fancy I'll give her warning. Mabel will take me, rich or poor, and 1 hope I'm not such a miserable coward as to shirk the labor of a man.” His meditations brought him up in front of the Cummings’ residence. Five minutes after he was sitting in the daintiest of boudolirs. Emily before morning robes, fragrant with the subt. lest of French perfumes. Have you besn walking very far?" she asked, a sweet sympathy perceptible in her voice, and a tender anxiety in her luminous eyes, “Not particularly far, but I have bad news; and, as a general thing, that is more harrassing than the mere effort of "” 1 Con had a way of plunging into difficulties, and now he want! to be over with it. Nothing very serious, I hope.” “Oh, not at all, Only that I've lost left mel” tion that her fair face grew very white, and that she instantly put on an indes- cribable expression of withdrawal, “Lost, eh? Oh, no. How?” “Oh, in a romantic way, of course. uncle was in reality a benedict, but as his marriage was a secret one, and the girl was not of his own social status, no- body knew anything about it, so he told her the ceremony was false, and left her, She died heartbroken, heir or heiress, I don’t know which. my mouth, aud {| £100,000 and am { lucid, isn’t it?” But Emily didn’t answer; she was grieving over her fallen castles, musing { over her unpaid bills, and wondering | whether father could stand this last stroke of misfortune. “Of course, Emily, I came to you at once to release you, if you wished, from our engagement. Reared as you have been, I could not expect you to marry a poor man; and, indeed, I fear that, in my changed circumstances, I would be no fit husband for you.” Then Emily Cummings showed girl as she was, she was equal 1 OCCASION. Sianiing fully I, as you ruined, see, Plain and hat that, to the where the beautiful, fig~ before him, fell the ghty face and slender gracelal fig . she assisted | of his difficulty with an ease and grace that was almost superb, “I can readily perceive, Mr, ton, that it is your wish that our en- gagement should end, and knowl I should be the last one As regards your loss, with you tO rej directly on Him out Crel ar by gil . ng th is, to oppuse YOul inclinations, sympat sincerely, bul hize fail happened we I awoke to the fate of an unloved wife”? She paused for breath, and then, 1 stood in shameful and, it must be confessed, ghtl disgusted 8! 3 J ‘And now, Mr. Creigh- * 2 $oaad i cannot pce thal is Dele AR ali BLELOE, vats) v Unpleasang . for the last Con went he Inarhls ‘*tAt any rale, Mabel’? He walked along the spirits consider conscience but just dence Gray once t Lime, saying I still have L1.000 ax stairs, 0 iinse il, streets, fee i118 ably ighter, 3 i troubled comparall rest as he reac hed his mother's res more encountered i. “Ah low I want! ¥ - The very has arrived Could 18 with relatives at nd Hotel.’ Con turned KY eXpPres- wreathing his handsome { Look here, Gray! or a fellow to be left pes him play lackey to ot his money? As desperately interested, you can tel that I am very much izaged and go if hes 1o see my mother 1 presume she find ber.’ Arthur Gray whistled his back upon hia late client, Hea was a young man, and still nn. married, so it may be presumed b didn’t feel very badly you are again! Your cousin § Anxious Ww here fe! and is See you. at once? She t the Sone ‘rra nim, on a 8 I ak ABN IN f iniless, without re ir r oN maxing the a ¥ you fe sO that's ny COUR t her, o-day, can't to she wis CAL a8 he turned as he returned to pay his devoirs to the heiress, But Con felt far more comfortable as he passed the massive portals of his mother's door, and strode impatiently down the stately hails that were theirs no longer. As he strode inside the lofty room imagination bad already peopled, and looked around on the vel- chairs and lounges, in every nook which he had already ensconced, in fancy, Mabel’s slender figure on the ly yielding carpets that he hoped her little feet would press; on the heavy silken curtains from between which he had dreamt of seeing a childish face and golden head waiting and watching for him, and did feel very, very badly; and, after all, I don't think any of us can blame him, although we may all 43 his vel of 801 verb, “When poverty comes in at the door, love thes out at the window," take.’ #80, in anything but an amiable hu- “Miss Creighton is engaged at pres- yaiter sald. And after he had dis wared, Con began to mutler some- contemptuous about ‘‘country Then finding he had to walt he re- signed himself to 8 comfortable arm- til a sweet voice cried out: Then, dering, while he was staring and wen- Mabel’s two white hands were turned to him; Mabel’s violet eyes rest- ed upon him, the tender love-light lurk- ing in their depths. “Mabel, my darling—my own little Mabel, what does this mean?” **Why, you silly fellow, that I'm glad, oh! so glad, Con, that 1 didn’t take your money never to return it And I'm gladder still that we met they made this that loved me people sald!” He before you in of what Bpite that he could “Why, did you was s0 stupefled i to say, ow what they said?” ~ drew if and looked him manage Lie fullest to her proudly herself up ght in the face, 1 didn’t found told you all at the time to be ‘waiting for Ar Ways i ter, we it, or 1 truth and you asked me return, hought I was grandpapa’s for you know when my mother died left the place where I was born and went to the s Whe He began to realize know the “Certainly would have out yo daugh- re you met me.”’ it then, but still he felt rather village you can imagine thal awkward, “And so my little Mabel he t by way of is the heir- but gan, prelude; or grandma does » happy vs 3f i ii be fore » violet eyes self again, BIDLNRE § jooked Of, id advocacy and her own avers) Lose atlent s pardonable if SU ppose the universal Joy, jept BO POACE- irchyard knew was happy? A Punishing the Patagonians, Ar- t was known Ne gro, first paral- north of greater watered plainly between the gent as Patagonir which flows along the nine hundred Straits of Magel ne Republic and wha Hiver forty miles an. The of this country is wall prairie, extend races, rising was the el, about the portion PRIDAS Or marked ter the wer, from the Atlantic to the Andes; but toward the south the land becomes more bleak and barren, the soll being a bed of shale with thorny shrubs tufts of coarse grasses, upon nothing but the ostrich can exist, The winters are very severe flerce winds sweeping from the mountains to the sea, with nothing to obstruct their course, These winds are called pam- peros, and are the dread of those who navigate the South Atlantic, During the winter months the Indians were in the habit of driving their cattle north- ward into the foothills of the Andes for protection, and, leaving them there | made raids upon the settlements of the Argentine frontier, killing, burning, and stealing cattle and horses. ror-stricken the ranchmen fled to the cities for protection, and year by year ng in one after othe and which wrote to Mabel, and, to give him his due, took infinite comfort In so doing. He told her all his misfortunes and his wife; told her how he hoped by his | own exertions to climb the ladder, ana | asked the ald of her small hands to help him in the struggle. Then he stamped | the letter and sealed it with the Creigh- ton seal, after which he went in search {of his mother, She was out driving, i until dinner. | relief, he was descending the stairs when the servant called, give you this note, Mr. Creighton, It was left about five minutes ago.’ Con took it up and glanced carelessly at it, a dainty little envelope, whose delicate address he did not recognize, broke the seal, and read. “Miss Crelghton’s compliments to Mr. Creighton, and desires his imme- diate presence at the ‘Grand H "mm “By Jove! She'll offer me the post of foot-man next. I presume. But I'll ea i regiments to discipline the Indians, fective as it was novel. diteh Lwelve feet wide and fOfteen feet deep from the mountains to the Rio excavation over the ground with such care as to leave nothing to excite the savages’ suspicions. Then when the southward on the run. Being igno- rant of the trap set for them, the In- dians galloped carelessly along until thousands of them were destroyed, TEACHER (to a class in moral ethics) span Young high school lady-~blushes and answers not a word. Revolvers, ——————————— A country merchant at one of the Chicago hotels the other day asked the clerk to direct hit to the pawnshop re- gion of the city. ment and was about to send a porter upstairs to look after the guest’s bag- gage, when the latter remarked: “Oh, you needn’t look so scared. I pay my hotel bill. dealer and want to buy some revoly- ers.” to be found there, which the purpose. “1 buy all I have been a year. I never to Chicago but what 1 save enough on the revolvers I buy in the pawnshops to pay my hotel bill, and sometimes my incidental expenses, I { can buy these goods a great deal cheap- er than [ could new ones, of co out where I live I can sell them There's about this revolver trade inks of coming thout a reve his has heard so much about of Chicago, you thinks it wouldn't ides, no young hinks himself really a man When the to Chicago on business oi my ise and for al- | most as much, a queer A to Chicago pocket, He wicked - country ‘Ww iver in the that he And, Hess Know, really De Bi bes man in has a revolver, looking for a job, and they run the 2 that revolver. Ones ny [ tale | INODEY, first thin § Lhe for a song, oo, am . " Pe wnshop, at NO, when a fellow came in and pawned a re- 3 | is wht oof ad IFN i all th 80. a mot bef Un my next trip I boug! it J and sold it ithi n't Wo ake Ls I Wears Out, “iR will revolvers Tune Fiear-e- Lis has long been emblematic of of the Mero- been empl The great }arbarossa, of Edw ard i f other monarchs Mi On ither on the flower From the nasty it has we signs of royalty. regard France, time vingian wed among the fleur-de-lis e the point Many Germany and Louis y have been seepire or on the erown, Fr thelr signed, ance, it on Je Ki arms and from that time hereditary nr roval ine, appoars or 1 EO “rance who placed it it be ame the armorial bearing jumerabl vestments oriflamme Philly educed the number to three to triangular shape of his shield. Guill Heraldy.”’ folio date old book, reprinted and revised from former edi- tions, It bas somthing remark on every {i in heraldry, but not always anything that is interesting save of particular science. Of the lily he has somewhat to say; the and the lily are the flowers most often borne in coats of arms, Guillim says; “Of all other the Fleur de Lis is of most esteem, having been from the first bearing the charge of a regal Es- cuteheon, originally borne by the Kings of France; though tract of Time hath | nade the Bearing of them more vaigar, | even as purple was in ancient Times a Wearing only for Princes, which now | has Jot that Prerogative through Cus- | tom,’ At the time of the first Restoration, | that of Louis XVILL, in 1814, certain | citizens of Paris were called the Cheva-~ | liers du Lis and carried a small silver hily on a white nbbon, banging from { the button-hole. This was not an order of knighthood, but an order of fervent of the Capets, e fleur-de-lis and the 111. suit the covered the or banne 3s pe im’s “Display of edition, 1724, is a quaint to wer used to students that TOs 3 first compelled to wear the lily, but | when the early excitement wore off the sign of it disappeared, after an existence of only two years, The name Susan or Shushan, signifies | in Hebrew, Lily. In Longfellow’s little poem called ¥ lower-de- Luce he addresses the *‘beau- titul My,” the “Iris, fair among the fairest,” “dwelling by still rivers,” as “born the purple.’ and as “wing- od with the celestial azure.” It is also chlled asphodel; in his lotus eaters Ten. nyson says that the happy dead “In Kigsian valieys dwell, Resting weary limbs at last on beds of Asphodel.” A BovTnsipe couple stood before a Court sirset Jewelers he he even. i wheu remarked : . hoi rng Fort Rimini lovely about those yy. do you admire so much about them?’ Wr Rey Ths day. he fubure will 1 if Gawate day.” The tumbled. A Kansas Tornado, “One July night,’”’ continued the tall man, “I had my wheat all stacked ready for thrashing, and went to bed fesling as rich as if I owned the whole country. then the house began to rock like a Then everything was sleep, Early the next morning nd looked out of my the * John,’ said she, your wheat?’ “fWhat?' said I jnmping out of bed, ‘what's that you say?’ ‘Where's the wheat?’ “I looked out *where on earth is of the window, too, ble sight 1 ever saw. grain of wheat within There wasn’t a remnant of my barn, My barnyard was gone, the house, cows, and even the pigs were gone, got dressed and walked place was cl in a single There wasn’ a mile of me, ta the 1 outdoors, The ianged, stranger——changed night. My house was sel» 1 & garden by the There was a new barn red COows-—mine were Pig8~nine if Ol ting la of a creek, int white spot ted, was { ie yard, sons : sone black and Instead hie alfiredest slack I and were wheat there of cornstalks at asked my wife About Calne -. La 1 bP x = i ever looked al. thought I was dreaming, to kick me, but I breakfast the and asked never heard of arst BOe neg! ne nei wh iDOTE ere Mr, Jones I ‘He lived here “Then I the rocking. Was, hi iL. used to live here,’ ti ‘He last night.? id them « and they said | must by f the Deen struck Providence, and : ¥ thie But that * aft erward It . iv & Year Res f wiv ol SOLNe OL NY old had been mo 43 » ol rsdadd ith concluded » we were and avoided any rs I've boat Awa wan't exactly say whe hs, and » now, bul -- The Genesta at Home. defeated po dat yacul by the New he Genesta whi Was » recent internat America’s cup Te ta ¥ - Urisan, Tia race fo American 1 OrK b , ar oor, it. after a She ock on the Atlant CAIne we flags, w jeved that trip twenty days and ten yacht record. voyage is bel (renesta’s across the Atla the Jiri wast, hours, beats best The g the wind d was north-northeast Ww with occasional strone, SOAS, ich greatly retarded their progress. Twice the Genesta was hove to, and whole trip was made under reel galls, The only mishaps wen breaking of the mate's ankle a slight disarrangement of the steering gear. The best runs were as follows: —On the 12th ult., 238 mies; 13th, 240 miles; and 14th, 300 miles, The of the Genesta speak of their treatment in America with enthusiasm, heavy wh and mM ohana med anism, AZO y Mohammedan ism was but little known on the West Coast of Africa. the North and Fast it hes had a foothold for centur- jes, But the West remsined untouch- ed, and it seemed as i! Christian ity would have to contend oniy with pagan ideas and customs in itsefforts to win over the peoples of that vast region stretching from ihe confines of Morocco to Cape Colony. In 1850 it had practi- cally conquered the terntory between the Senegal and the Sierra Leone nivers —a stretch of GOO miles; and in 1875 it had passed several hundred miles far- ther south. The missionaries—the ag- gressive men who do this work--are the Mandingo merchants, who, while © Fifty years n ter and Birmingham, actively dissemi. From the coast Mohammedan doctrines | are spreading rapidly into the interior, | Mahdiism is rampant among the later converts, and it begins vo look as if the Christian missionaries in Africa—in the West and in the interior as well as in the East—were to have to deal with Mohammedanism rather than with pa~- ganistu, IeBAGGs—Yes. sir, it was a glons onasight. [| was on the tag witha 200 yards of the explosion. I wouldn't have missed it for a thousand dollars, Pompan—I wonder that you weren't afraid of being blown up with the De Baggs— Afraid of being blown up! 1? Why, sakes alive, man, I've a married for yoars and I belong to four lodges and two clubs. Apprehension of evil is often worse than evil itself,
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