Of Cupld going A-Maying.
Once on a time Dan Cupid, playing,
Would lke ny Lesbia go a-Maying,
And, finding sweet the flowers,
He pulled and plucked the snowy May,
Uutil to bear iv all away
Was quite beyond his powers,
At this guch angry tears he shed,
Vowing "twas better to be dead
Whilst Maging was in fashion,
“ "Tis such a borrid sport,’ he cried,
Flinging the flowers far and wide
In such a pretty passion,
But Lesbia chanced to pass there by,
And also would some posies tie
1f kindly he would ald her.
So, gathering more than all before,
Most bravely he the burden bore
The while that he obeyed Ler.
Juoth smiling she, "An hour ago
Your mighty strength you did not know
And would not go a-Maying!"’
‘So plain it is that Love,"’ quoth he,
‘Gains strength when Beauty niga him
he,
"Tis hardly worth the saying!”
RSE SCR
MIDSUMMER FIRES.
To-morrow would be midsummer’s
lay. The sun was nigh its setting. Out
lia: blood red and ruddy purple gleamed
and golden came the rippling wavelets
vellow sands of the Manx coast,
The red gleam of the sunset was upon
and the sparse heather landward
glowed ruddy, as some girls sauntered
loitering along the path.
There were three of them, sisters.
ine was a child, Nessie;
manhood,
We have no picturesque national
them forth—they were dressed as hun-
dreds of girls in London might
as foreigners in Man,
Nessie was full of life; she
ahead, or she lingered behind; she
sprang to right or left over the broken
ground of the headland; what her sisters
waited for had evidently no strong hold
n her thoughts, At last she struck in
with this:
‘Ye'll ‘be utterly foolish, yon
idling here any longer for those lads.”
Her accent bore the North Country lilt
and the soft, sweet tones of the Manx
people. “Do you thik they'll be leav-
ng their fishing for the
“‘Hist!”’ commanded Meta.
The girls were all at play i
it it was play with
to Meta.
“Eh?
Nessie threw
gay, bowing
fashion to the
tains. ‘‘Baut
I’m thinking they'd only
8 if they were here.”
‘Still, we promised-—"’ ut in,
t Ya
is
1 n
it 4 SenNsg,
I'm full of respect!” and wild
out her arms and made a
reverence in a circling
hills and the green moun
the bovs are not
: be hinde
salad,
ours, I say. Do come we'll be awfully
ate, and there's a lot to do.”
Then they walked on a
Nessie was out of sight, but yet
were closely following on her steps, Bo
there are to these Manx headlands that
12 may be easily out of sight.
A shout burst forth into the still
Summer air, and the next moment Nes-
sie, with waving arms and with yellow
hair flying as the light wind caught her,
was seen on the topmost bit of green.
afed, There was a boat skimming
across the bay—Peel Bay. One unbon.
neted head was in the sterm of the
rotund, deep boat; it belonged to a fish-
three scarlet-capped youths. One
Castletown. but
How.
And now it had been for the delecta-
ion of these same young Englishmen
were being made so much of.
“Do they mean to land or
asked Kate,
not?”
word, *‘Do they not know it is for
them we are making this delay?”
In & very short time the boat was out
of sight, which means that she was well
under the headland, and landing her
sroav in White Strand Cove. Some few
moments more and three young men in
boating flannels, and each with a rough
pea jacket atop, appeared from clamber.
ing up the face of the headland. Then
the party went on more swiftly.
First on to and across the white sun-
"tit roadway, then down an opposite lane,
ough and stony and untended. This
ane finally lost itself on a furzy com-
was patched irregularly by a savagery of
gorse, and furze, and strong, waving
bracken, Meta, walking apart, pulled
the bracken; Kate and Nessie, with
energy of a more talkative and less soli-
tary humor, bade the young men bring
out their knives and slash away mossy
branches of gorse and furze.
“Where is all this to go now?’’ asked
Doyle Philipson, the elder of the two
English brothers, “Is thus common the
haunt of —of —the enemy?’ A twinkle
lighted up a would-be grave face.
“Oh, don’t!” Meta's exglamation
was instinctive,
“There!” eried the Manxman of the
party. ‘‘Take Meta's horror for your
key-note, Philipson, or you'll be setting
us all in danger of the evil influences of
the hour.”
“Eh, Williel”’ and Nessie flung her
vigorous small self against her cousin
herself armed with a huge bundle of
prickly furze, *ye’ll be the worse of the
three. Youn ought to know better.”
‘Blessed are the immunities of igno-
rancel”’ the youth exclaimed,
Pea py
10"
“Meta will tell then.”
The girl was in her silent humor
haps a dangerous humor for & nature
ust a degree prone to rise over
things, . ’
These were men from the outer world,
¥
the brave outer world of which she
dreamed; the faithless outer world
which she knew ridiculed any ancient
fantasy of custom, Should she be silent,
or should she be brave and show that
she was not too weak to acknowledge
her weakness? One second she had for
hesitation, but no more,
“Will you’'—came the question point-
edly put to her—*lay your commands
upon me, Miss Qualtrough, and tell me
while I obey?’ How light and yet how
true did he look as his clear-browed
eyes met hers,
Meta flushed with pleasure, Was
there really a sensible man going to
listen to her old wives’ fables, and listen
with respect? The delight of this flashed
through her and made the delicate
Manx face of the girl radiant. Manx
feminine beauty has not had much en-
logy, very likely; but, where will you
find more delicate features, brighter in-
telligence, and purer expression than in
the faces of the girls of Man? Meta
Qualtrough was a picture, with all the
loveliness of those island women.
“You mean it?’ was her cry, and her
face was full of enthusiasm. Her blue
eves took a fire of
clear delicate pink of her complexion
| heightened its color with one quick
| flush, gone as soon as it was seen,
{ *““‘Assuredly I mean it. Ignorance
{ has no charms for me as it has for your
{ cousin there, Dut I not promise
{ faith, mind you.”
A shadow fell
{ A very quick-eved young man was
{ this,
| kindly, sympathetic soul the measure of
{ her trouble,
himself to gladden her again. He was
{ thinking what a lovely study her radi-
ance would make some
{| Middle Age religion,
“Every one h
vou know; and though I am 1
{ fact personified, you may-—just may”
‘find me vulnerable some-
do
tel «
girl sair
{ he smiled,
where,’
The rest were ahead, every one of
for the burning. These two gathered
{ up their burdens and followed, talking
i all the way.
From the gorsey common the track
| crossed a meadow, stopping at its fur-
{ther sidg by a DULrook, where grew
clumps of golden marsh marigolds,
| These were wanted as much as Iry
| stuff, but not for burning. :
*I thought not.” said Edgar, the
younger of the Philipsons. “They're
far too pt
retty. You have some in a
bowl at your house, They come far be-
fore th i
he Lond
in my « n.'' This voung man was
not, like his brother, an artist,
trader. To put his status quite p
he was a
§
k in a
fice,
Lhe «
n wut hotties
Hl SESLHORICS,
but a
K tea merchant's
0 And here he was treading on to
the debatable g
“Yery well
Qualtrough,
cler
-
round of lily wor ship!
out here
rather testily: b
sad vouno
mid young
: # 4
it not tix
You don
“1 was n 1 the
other marked the “Miss Qual-
i trough’’—he turned to Kate—“do not
let him talk you out of wearing them.’
Kate had worn
before.
} ““Neo, 1
not."
less she Wi
some only
+3 11 $ . tat le
SA DOL Ceriainsy
,
laughing
re only roses that night,
“What do you with these? What
| their virtue?" Doyle asked of Meta,
**You shall see if you can be patient.
Their virtue?-I cannot say."
“Empty seer!” cried the young man.
“Yes—we've reasoned
but here I don’t know where to 1
We always do it
do it. :
“What?”
“We lay them about
{and the window sills,
them by the outhouses, It is for ‘good
luck.” We all want good luck!’ ”
‘So we do, but—I'd like a reason to
sue cned,
out the fires,
Wr
=i.
the
on the door sills
and we strew
marsh
te
mysteries of these
i more than in other flowers,
{ or shall I keep it back from you?"
“No-—no, Give it to me,
| “How excited you are! I’ve found the
{ chink in your armor.
| you are superstitious,
Tr
and
{ some of his own words-—*‘by not giving
{ you the flower.*’
“Or—the good luck!
“No. & J
| disciple of matter of fact? His sun-tan-
| ned face flushed, and something carried
him out of his former wise self,
golden starry blossom left, and plucking
it, he brought it like a trophy to Meta,
“This is for you," he cried,
is ‘good luck,’ infinite good luck for
you, and-—if for you, then for me. You
have given me your faith--"
him. Could he possibly have been go-
ing to say that he had faith in those old
i wive’s fables of Meta's?
{ ‘Oh, be quick! they are all waiting
| for us,’”’ and Meta ran before him. She
could by no means face any talking in
such a passionate strain as this matter-
of-fact youth was developing. She felt
hot, and she ran up to the others laugh-
ing and talking gayly. Certainly ber
humor had wondrously changed.
8 ® » ®
® »
The midsummer eve closed in, and
the gray of the night came on. Stran-
gers from the foreign land of England
wondered as they drove home from their
day’s excursioning at the faney of the
peasants for setting light to the gorse
everywhere.
All the young Qualtroughs were out
in the grounds with Willis and his
friends, Mr, Qualtrough, gray-headed
and wise, went out too. Perhaps he
laughed over it all, but there had never
been a Midsummer Eve he could recol-
lect without the burning of the witch
fires, No, indeed; and if his children
had shown themselves very advanced in
the common sense of Lage ne-
glectful of the old customs, he, good
man, would have bean jast one degree
uncomfortabl
house and through the unkempt, luxu-
rious flower garden; then through the
kitchen garden, where monstrous cab-
bages sheeted the beds with thelr crump-
led outer leaves; where the strawberries
blinked rosy from amid a tangle of long
suckers; where alleys were made by
trained apple trees, whose green young
fruit promised joys to lads and maids in
the days to come.
“Ah!” suddenly young Philipson ex-
claimed,
“The Corrin’s fire at Ballaseggan!”’
and Mr. Qualtrongh turned round.
There had come a golden, springing,
flashing light on his glasshouses.
“Horrid!” Nessie exclaimed angrily,
I specially gave
early, because Mona Corrin
they'd have the finest show.
declared
I'll
3
“Do, dear, do,’ Willie, her cousin
sald,
“1 will,” "And she ran on, In
moment she was seen flying up to the
wooden ladder which led up to what
they called their ‘‘lookout,” a square
miniature tower which gave a grand
view over miles and miles of farmlands,
i of distant mountains, of western sea,
“Grand!” she cried
We're alight now!
the start,
Man.
“Grand!
not heed Mona having
i be far the finest.’
we'll
on a near-by hill, it spread until verily
the whole of the hillside was a tricksy
flashing dance of fire,
| dered.
“Eh? No. This
ness, Jim and I did this in the morn-
ing.
“So! That is how Jim does his weed-
her father began.
“Yes, That'll be his manner of weed-
| ing on Midsummer Eve! He couldn’tdo
{ less than obey his mistress!”
**No, Mr. Phillipson,”
“The bits of fuel we
are on the other side,
run across only two minutes ago;
be lighting it up now."
She was right. A hiillocky lift of the
land was spangled all at once with
patches of flame, ruddy flame, golden
flame, flame that sputted and fizzed as it
juices of tl
she on,
went
got this evening
L.ook!
he'll
t
¢
.
5 mae 2a3
mastered the © green bracken,
“We have an extra grand show to-
night, Mr. Qualtrough began,
i
Or
“Who old
t I ex
ving
in
nodded
girs,
hall
out?
customs
rast i
pect it
’ f
{
5 are
much
the fairies
oung
KAN
Bu
3 1 3 } PET |
ill Your nono
d is as
1 that o
and witches,” he to the
men,
They,
$
Lik ment
fil 1
seated SIRS LINE §
8 Of tower, were
gazing here and
A
dt another was made a
» 1:4
Bead ons, like st
beers Horht
hen ight
“We'll not:
" Doyle answered.
under
Iv Wil
danger of c«
Te . i
LY Warm Summ
But
§ i
merry i iS
i
uld
att?
sa
mone sie h
SMong such
would
ii
¥
3 bot i
pehiind
wb
% hy
rorlopr?
agrier?
by Jim ang
and fast. No one paid any
but we must, f the
talking affects our story,
“There were nine lots, Jim."
th, misses, I'll know that: and
have 1 set #he light teu,” refining
word real Manx fashion.
*Then where are they?
eight." she counted.
“It's beyond me, missee; but nine’ll
be the number I kindled, Sure, by
| token I'd only ten matches in my box
here, and one I left for the pipe. Pah?"
he blew on to the pipe bowl, “It's nigh
out she'll be, missee, with me talking
an’ talking.’}
He here took a good whiff to ward off
i the fulfillment of his words,
“The boys must have matches,
| by no means go without nine!"
Nessie was always a bit self-willed.
“Eh, missee?-—let ba, |
| interfere"?
“Interfere!”
HSuare-!
“What stuff!»
talking hare
heed to |
¢ of
Nessie was
of S11 et
nine
ng his
i
LX
I'll
Nessie's play had no
{ least, ‘I’m as strong as the fairies,
That I willl”
She ran back to the young men,
Whereat Jim faced the inevitable and
| bestowed all his active care upon his
pipe. He shrugged his bent shoulders;
perhaps it was at the foolhardiness of
young maids,
All at once a new blaze of light
{ sprang into the gray night. It came
| with a sudden flash just behind where
| Nessie and the boys stood and talked,
One golden flash there was; dry gorse
had caught a smouldering spark, left at
the very tail, as one might say, of Jim's
ninth match. Then the flash died down;
then —anothé blaze, and a brighter,
more golden blaze. A quick, short ery
on the top of it: “*Ah!”
Meta’s foot treading on the unseen
dry gorse had pushed it toward the dy-
ing match-—had kindled the flame, and
~her dress, a soft muslin thing, had
been caught by it,
There was a rush, All were first and
all were last, it seemed. Meta was
down upon the ground before the rush
and cry were done. Every flame was
out, every smoldering spark was hurried
out of life,
For one moment Meta lost sight and
sound, Then flashed back one
sight and one sound-—Doyle Philipson
she had seen tear off his coat and she
had heard him give one cry.
% ving thi gp
ow t echoed the
words! Had she uy nig] them? Was
she drouiling sity Was now no
fire. the dl Hing lights of She discamt
I Sh vans, but
id *
“Your cont has suffeced.” This sh
shadowy figure, The voice was low,
and such as comes when a man’s inner
self is trembling,
Doyle made a light answer, Men do
answer lightly, even when perhaps the
gravest question of their life is fighting
for its answer within them. He pushed
his arms into his coat sleeves, and all at
once he found that in erushing down the
rising flame of Meta’s dress he had got
his hand burned,
* » o + 4
A week hence the young men had to
go away from Man,
| Willie Qualtrough was to drive them
| to Douglas on the morrow, so as to be
in time for the boat. A good hour's
drive this was, and they must be up be-
| times, He and his friends had strolled
over the fields from his father’s house;
they would naturally say good-bye to
the girls and the Qualtroughs of Brae
{ Hill,
Again it was a Summer night, again
HAIR AND MOLES.
Why the Coiffure Should Be Ar-
ranged According to the Shape
of the Nose.
“Some freak of nature, I suppose,
causes superfluous hair,” sald Dr,
Henri Leonard, *‘I can not exactly
tell what, IHalr can grow on all parts
of the surface of the body excepting the
palms of the hands and the soles of the
feet; but it is not frequently seen ex-
cepting on the parts where one usually |
expects to see it, and if a tuft of it is |
found growing in an unusual place it is
called a disfigurement, and one finds
some way of removing it. A great
many apply to me. My method is
electrolysis, or by means of a battery,
which carries an electric current into
the hair follicles, burning it out, I
have taken out a thousand hairs from
one society lady, Mole hairs are treated
very successfully in this way, fifty per
| the girls were wandering about the old
| garden, Meta was aloft in
fout,” Kate was below meeting
the
butterfly,
come to the solution of one grave ques.
tion; but, not being a rich man, and
being honorable to what some folks
| might call an extreme degree, he had
| commanded himself to hide the love he
had for Meta Qualtrough. Nay, he it
was who had hastened the departure
from the island because, seeing Meta
day after day, he could not keep eye and
tongue in cool obedience,
And the sweot, lazy hours of evening
i had come, and Meta had cl to be
the others had to
drift into the company of
{ who talks of chance?
The would-be matter of fact young
{ artist was mastered. He told his story,
and all his wise commands were scat-
tered to the winds.
What they two said only the night
It was an old story made new,
and there is always a gold
about the telling of these
i TION,
Meta and Doyle were coming down
from the * »” the were in a
group.
*H arrant
drive into Dougl
=o spoke Wi
He and
need
chanced
each other
a} Fo. 1
aloof, and Of
'
en originaity
old-new sto-
' 4
iooKout, rost
have shoppi
He Morning
And the shopmen
shall wake them up for me,”
“Oh! W ]
tory
* Was persist
Do YOU mean you
**Dear--h
er §
sald [77
ng to Willie in a way
n iy approved
Before another Midsummer ds
rotind there were two Miss Q
Brae Hill
ipson d
i nes
Wo
stakal
the less at
Doyle Ph
3
fae retofore,
On
parade his matter
8 to make his Ac
he says, bya picture
¢ fairy worship for
ge Year a a
maiden, a golden-halred Saxon
by a rocky wearing
golden-hued marigold., The critics say
it is beaatiful.
It is Meta,
incient and Modern Bridges
The first bridges ever constructed were
of wood, and the earliest of which we have
any account were built in Rome about
50 B. C, The bridge of Xerxes, built
of boats, across the Hellespont, was a
very ancient piece of civil engineering.
"he next in Roman history was erect
by Julius Cesar for the passage of his
army across the Rhine, Trajan’s great
bridge across the Danube, 4.700 feet
long, was made of timber with stone
piers. The Romans also built the first
stone bridge which crossed the Tiber,
Suspension bridges are of remote origin,
A Chinese bridge of this nature, men-
tioned in ancient chironicles, was made
of chains supporting a roadway 830 feet
{in length. It was built A. D. 65, and
i is still to be seen, China has the longest
| stone bridge in the world, but India has
the longest wooden one--over five
miles. The first large iron bridge was
| evected over the Severn in 1777. There
| is a trestle bridge across Lake Pontchar-
! train, in Louisiana, which is by far the
{ longest in the world! The suspension
bridge at Niagara Falls has a span 800
| feet, and the great New York
i Brooklyn bridge is over 1,500 feet long.
The age of railways has brought a res
| markable development in this line,
| especially in the construction of bridges
{ of iron and steel, the most important
| being the Forth cantilever bridge and
| the bridge on the same principle over
the Indus at Sukkur.
es
The Papabotte of Louisiana.
The papabotte is a bird which makes
its appearance in southern Louisiana
about May, and abounds until Septem.
ber. It seems to belong to the plover
family, though the resemblance is not
complete at all Joints However, it is
a bird about size of a woodcoek
with grayish plumage and a bill short
and hard, which makes its appearance
about the time the Cantharis vesicatoria
{Epi fly) begins to depredate upon
he | gardens, These fies
destroy the foliage of the potato and the
tomato, and other vegetables. They
appear in countless myriads, com
no one knows whence, and going no o
knows where, but leaving behind them
a terrible record of devastation, On
these insects the preys wi
immeasurable voracity, and grows
fat that when it falls before the gun of
the sportsmen it bursts like a ri
The papabotte is w
ademy
which
$4 tiv
ii8 Ios
and he is g
fame, so
oiling
shall hay ¢
here is going next marvel of
>
made
cent. being permanently destroyed with |
“Does it hurt?” |
“Not much, The flesh is sore for ai
day or two like a little burn, but
seldom troubles one more than a few |
This method was discovered
He uses
current that but the pa-
mine burns no more, It is
something, however, I do not care es-
pecially to practice, 1 studied up hair, |
‘its uses and abuses,’ and that brought
me considerable from
over the w ti
1siness; iL tries my
rain on my nervous system il, 1;
emove a great deal,
There are two kinds
lower
11
ii
a milder
tients
Bay
COT Capone Hoe
orld, Ido not like the
Ie
They usually s fi
a French powder,
y often repeated,
i Lise
that has
sometimes it
that renders the next
1 have heard of belles
off their arms over a
but that was
and before these
invented
like the hair taken
the ne r face
is
s hair
jut while
ole on they
ular th:
shall 1
“yy
“ify
there's more
One on the
the {ace
INOIes,
neany
eo ¥
I 0,
would Live more
kept thei:
bw lew 10 5
BS IIRely
fewer ladies are
SON May
ght Wher
man begin row a beard there is fift
per cent, « and if the
system is allowed to run down the hair
feels it in proport e¢ other parts
of the body, and the hair on top of th
head grows thin and perhaps comes off
A large growth of hair certainly runs
n families and often through all
branches. ”’
“Is long, heavy hair injurious *"’
“Ladies often complain that it brings
on headache, or that their strength g
their hair, and it is certainly in-
| convenient often to dress fashionably
very long, heavy hair, but I think people
are guided more by style than comfort.
i If cutting the hair short is style, ladies
and girls will follow it, even to the
sacrifice of beautiful tresses. If large
i coiffures are the fashion, women will
{carry a bnshel of false hair on their
heads whether it suits their style of
features or not. In 1777 the English and
| French women wore a mountain of hair,
plumes or feathers and chains of beads
| hanging about their huge coiffure, on
the top or which were worn models of
| coaches and horses blown in glass, In
1 1780 the Queen of France having lost
her hair by illness, the ladies cut off
all their locks and adopted a new coiffure
{called a enfant, and which brought
out many satirical couplets,
“In the dressing of the hair the shape
| of the nose should be considered as is
| the figure in selecting a becoming
i pattern, If the nose is large the hair
may be dressed rather massive, or else
the large nose will make the head look
small and out of proportion. With a
Greek nose one may venture on a classic
knot but with the many varieties of
American noses, the childish shapes of
some, and the ‘tip tilted’ form of others
the present infantine bangs, or short,
fluffy curls, are especially becoming. 1
don’t know what the next season may
bring.”
expel 10 be a iy iV
'S
n on his blood,
i 4 }
ion to 1h
OYOR
to
Man Eats in a Lifetime.
There is a man in Pittsburg who has
bedn estimating the cost of living to a
man eighty years old. He says: “In
the past seventy-five years I have par-
taken of 82,125 meals, consumed 061,505
pounds of solid food, drank 51,100 cups
of tea and 18,250 cups of coffee, I have
not lived extravagantly, and my meals
have cost me on an ave eight cents
each, Therefore, the 82 125 meals have
cost me $6,580." The cost of his cloths
0 aids up fot the remainder of the
What a
THE ITAILAAN CAVE
A Great Centre of Attraction for the
City People.
The cafe is a great centre of attrac-
tion for the average city-bred Fralian.
Like the Parisian, he patronizes such
an establishment for business purposes
during the day and in the evening for
his pleasure, Here he discusses the
probable consequences of a rise or fall
in prices, or plays at dominoes with
equal zest and interest ; here he perpe-
trates 1118 periodical jokes, champions
his favorite deputy, and lands to the
skies the worth and talents of the tenor
or ballet girl who may have caught his
fancy. The cafe is, after dinner, the
chief resort of amateur musicians, who
come Lo listen to the orchestra ; and 03
newly married couples, who dream over
the pleasant souvenirs of the honey-
nO lulled 10 sweet repose, as sole
poet has it, “on the lap of harmony.”
Cafes are also the rendezvous for clubs
of ten or twenty sprucely-attired wits.
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senator prime minister
These folks enjoy themselves in thei:
own peculiar fashion, The master
the drinking feast, or chairman, opens
the ball by reciting a line from Dante
or Petrarch, and each of the eompany
must improvise a line of a
number of feet me with it,
sts who fail to be
the occasion mast
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After ti romplu verses are dis
f, rebuses and acros-
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exchanged, wags break
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countrymen, Horace,
t it was delightful to play
clown betimes?
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somewhat lik we Edinburgh renewists
ef ok, whose proud boast was that the;
cultivated literature on a very
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ol remarkably thin m
common, but Claude Asnbroise
y was in England in 1825,
extraordinary personage
he time he was exhibited
hinese Saloon, in Pall Mall, no
han 70,000 persons visited Rim
weeks. Seurat was born
was therefore, 28 years of
we made his appearance,
y Cooper, the famous phy-
was among the threng who
poured into the building in which Seurat
received those who were anxious to see
| him, and wrote: Seurat is, without
| doubt, the mdst mysterious being I have
{ encountered. His face is that of an
{ ordinary man, somewhat emaciated;
| perhaps, but not remarkably so. His
| eyes are bright and his voice pleasing.
| Seen in the ordinary costu of the
| day he in no way differs from the average
| foreigner. But stripped of his padded
clothing he presents an astounding spec-
[tacle. [is arms are mere bones covered
{ by parchment-like skin, and muscles or
{ flesh he apiears to have none. He is,
| therefore, scarcely able to move his
| arms and legs, and walks, though with-
jout apparent effort, with extreme
| difficulty. On measuring him and
weighing him, I found that his chest
measurement was thirty and three-
quarter inches, which is fair; that his
height was five feet six inches, bul that
his weight was not more than forty-five
{ pounds, the bones being much smaller
| than those of an ordinary man of his
| stature who might weigh 150 pounds,
In appearance, indeed, he so much re-
sembles a skeleton that a short sighted
person might easily mistake him for
one,” Searat’s food consisted of two or
three ounces of bread and meat daily,
and sometimes he took a little wine,
He was remarkably intelligent and well
read, and picked up English rapidiy.
QO. arriving at places where he was not
known, he was accustomed to walk out
in his padded clothes, and did not
attract any particular attention. He
said that until the age of ten years he
resembled any ordinary boy, but that
he suddenly wasted away. le died in
1849, aged 52 years,
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