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,