£0 A LOST LOVE, ——— ¥ cannot look upon th ve, Thaugh there the nip JO Better to hear the long waves wash These wastes about my feet. Bball I take comfort? dost thou live A spirit, though afar, With a deep hush about thee, like The silence round = star? Or dust fulfil upon the wind Some heavenly behest? But wherefore, then, this lonelines.,, More awful than unrest? No, I should feel thee like a fire, Should know if thou wert near! Couldst thou pass by me like the wind And I not start and hear? Nuy!—if I knew thee thus—thy laug Thy look, thy charm, thy tone, Thy sweet and wayward earthliness, Dear trivial things, are gone, Ah God! when life hath Jost its fire, Life's age to thee may bow— When we can only laugh st love- But ah! not now-—not now! Therefore I look not on thy grave, Though there the rose is sweet; But rather hear the long waves wash These wastes about my feet. a a ——— HIS LAST CALL [From a Story in Chatter. ] "Tia the old, old story. «A titled scoundrel, who, with his flattery and false vows, won the poor girl's heart. She was a bright 1.ttle creature,” he sontinued, “of just 18 summers, and Stevenson, poor fellow, was wrapped ap in her, heart and soul; he lived anly in the almosphere she breathed. [t was the latter part of lat season: the had just returned from school. How she became acquainted with this man I scarcely kuow, but one night Stevenson returned home to find his daughter had fled. In her room he found a note she bad left imploring forgiveness, and in his own room— think of it, Austin—a purse of gold from the scoundrel who bad robbed him of his daughter. Gold! gold to ps the father for the loss ot his child. ought the blow would have killed poor Dtevenson, but we pulled him through it. Since then he has been a broken-hearted man. When we heard the sad news, I immediately sought dim out to try and console him as best { could. Poor fellow, I shall never forget his words to me as long as I live. ‘She was my Wilkins,” he said, with the tears haggard face; syed darling. Thank slaimed, in i mother has not Gone, gone,’ | We walked son's lodging inst I ventured to ever been heard “No, ‘ti ger flight reached t! h who mourns her as ona . We arrived at the lodgings and were shown into room; he looked more dead than alive. I never saw such an alteration in a man in so short a time. He was a ghost of his former seif. He raised himself in bed as we entered, and tried to smile ~a faint, broken-hearted smile. “How Is it with you this morning?” [ asked, ‘“Better, somewhat,” he replied; 1 think I might manage to get through to-night, Wilkins,” said he, addressing him; ‘you can read for me at re- bearsal this morning. I know you are anxious for tne rucce™® of the piece, and I sheuld not like to disappoint you.” Wilkins explained to him he had a London manager coming down to witness the production, and after ascer- taining we could do nothing for him, and promising to call with a cab to take him to the theatre at night, we departed for rehearsal. » > . . ® “By Jove, what a house, Wilkins, old fellow.” 1 exclaimed as I de- scended from my dressing-room and met him on the stage: * You've beater us all.’ I walked to the prompt entrance, and Jeered through the curtain. The band was playing loudly, but the impatience of the audience could be heard above it. The house was crammed from floor to ceiling. I never saw it so full. Phe ara? gored a mass of fronts; circle, pit, gallery, every avail able space was occupied. « Overture, beginners, please,” echoed from door to door of the dressing-rooms. The orchestra ceased playing. Wilkins could be heard exclaiming, ¢« Clear, please,” up went the curtain, and the viay began. The first act was over, and the andi- ence, breaking from the spell which bad beld them, were giving vent to their enthusiasm. The second act was on, and played with even more effect and applause than the previous ome; at its close the London manager came behind delight. ©, we ‘If the last act only equals the first two,” he exclaimed to Wilkins exited. ly, ‘there's a fortone in it.” : Last act, “Beginner, please,” the call-boy was shouting, when I observed the doorkeeper approach Wilkins cautiously, and whisper something in his ear.” oo “Great Heavens, you don't mean that?” I heard Wilkins My, ¥ «I do, slr, every word of it, and it’s as sure as my name is Bob Roberts,” replied the man, and they both walked rapidly towards the stage door, followed, and was about to enter the doorkeeper’s office, when Wilkins stopped my further progress. “What on earth is the matter?” 1 mid, “You look as scared as if you'd seen a ghost,” “+ Bo I have seen a ghost or what is worse to me now, poor Stevenson's daughter, who has returned to her father with her newly born babe dead in hey arms, from exposure and starve uN ” 1 ejaculated. fii, Wn rod!’ he « s thi dead Stevenson's shirt. Bh «If her father sees her now,” cone tinued Wilkins, “my play is ruined, for he will never be able to get through the last act.” “Mr. Wilkins, said the call-boy now appearing, ‘we are waiting to ring u 2 Poor Wilkins looked as if he had fust signed his own death warrant, “You had better keep the girl away from her father till the play is fin- shed,” I said. ‘Look here, Austin,” said Wilkins, his face brightening up suddenly, «I have a plan in my mind, which, if i succeeds, will make the fortune of my olay.” Before I could speak the man wm act, The final scene of the play had commenced and I was standing at the entrance ready to ge on, when 1 ob. ming towards me. “In heaven's name, why de you bring the poor girl here?” I exclaimed, wngrily. “Its all right, Austin,” sald he; ‘her father is on the stage and won't see Ler till she goes on.” “(Goes on! what do yon mean?” lady (Miss Webster) her father's forgiveness, I shall send Stevenson his own daughter. Nature will speak better than the best acting in the world, and it will be a grand cli- wax to the play.’ I tried going on to ask to remonstrate make my entrance. The scene to the closing situation, when the father forgives his erring daughter. the cue was given for the daughter's entrance; Stevenson turned to em- brace, not the leading lady, but his ywn danghter! The audience were spell-bound; yon could have heard a pin drop in any nart of the house. “Father!” “My child!” was all that was said; it pierced he audience like an electrie The two were locked in ¢ther's embrace, and then the finest clima ssed. | of the ience were cl snock. each » 3 3 rescended on the x i had witne oh. the cost Rend 211s 1 } ny 1siasm t thes @ {1 Lil f omp I Ams 'LAS VEGAS BULL FIGHTS TRAVELLING MEN'S DIVERSIONS | IN THE EARLY DAYS Novel Methods of Advertising the Fights by Indian Pantomime, ‘Las Vegas was once a great place | for bull-fights, but most of them oc- | curred on Baturday,” said an old 'drommer to a Kansaz City Journal | man. ¢“Eyerydrummer working New Mexico would make it a point to strike | Las Vegas Friday night or Saturday | morning. Of course he could not get there to witness every fight, but you could count on his not missing any whon it was possible for him to reach the ring before the fun began. “The bulls were usually game fight ers, and the sport was never tame. Did you ever hear how the fights were advertised? Well, it was a novel way. The day preceding each fight all the Indians of the locality would be seni through t town and into the sur. { rounding country, and by dancing and pantomine convey to the people the in- formation of the coming fight, “It was amusing to see the and observe the peculiar way they ad- | vertised the fight. Most of them had on their war-paint, and a stranger see- | ing them would bave imagined they | were out to pillage and torture. “The bull-ring was right in the city | and the fights were always well pat- ronized. In fact, it was considered i quite the proper thing to attend the 10 Indians { bull-ring and witness the goring of | horses and slavghter of bulls, “Thero was one feature of these { fights that was not pleasant either to anticipate or witness. They always | were succeeded by a row, in which guns and knives were used freely. No one could tell just why the rows were precipitated with such regularity, but they usually resulted in some one re. ceiving more lead than he could carry and live. “I presume the of bloodshed in the ring inflamed some of the spec | tators and left them in a killing mood sight | These hittle side issues did not tend tc { render the sport any less popular, only af as, and if i 1 not been for the march of civiliza would iflir More COUragel I badk remarKapie Wavs oa evening a bvegear with many and in all b nid hs $3543 'y i ot it a dy some of his frie: of Dr. Hoy The doctor CArTied ve's house, had the 1 to an empty to one of our members, and there on the morrow, in the presence of a large and wondering crowd, am- putated the limb below the knee. To the surprise of all, the man stood the operation well, and has since greatly improved in general condition. That the foreign doctor should pay so much attention to and spend much time and trouble on the beggar seems to have astonished the Chinese, They cannot understand how any one should give himself so much trouble without being paid for it. se——— A Newport Castle. Mr. E .D. Morgan, of New York, is building a veritable castle by the sea at Newport. It has not yet risen above the first story, but one can read- ily see that it is going to be something unique. It is built of the same stone as the cliff on which it stands, and one can scarcely see where the rock ends and the house begins, bet n enhanced by the skill of the archi- tect, who has placed the foundations on different , the church 80 levels fifteen feet below the base the main body of the building. Crag, ati m— Youngest Son. the youngest of the { three sons of Gen, Grant, is back from Europe, with the aroma of a success. ful financier about him on account of a report that he has succeeded in sell ing a Mexican silver mine to the Brit. ishers. Jesse has been in so many : schemes &f the wildeat order, in which | his name was wanted, that there is { some hesitation about believing this new report, although the public is pretty welt disposed toward him. Ine deed, he is generally better liked than his brothers, because of his boyish nature, Grant's Jesse Grant. ik didi His Own Intérior Too Much. T. Yamagati, Japan's Minister of the Interior, has returned to Philadelphia from Washington to consult Quakes City physicians, He has been in this country several months at the head of a commission investigating the pro. gress and achievements of America, Count Yamagati was taken ill in Phila. delphia a short time ago but recovered | and went to the capital. His illness has worried his companions a good deal, who seem to feel that a man who can manage the Interior of Japan ought to be able to take care of his own, Callo has a son at collage. The other day he wrote him a long letter, in which he took him severely t8 task for his foolish extravagance, snd wound up as follows: “Your mother inclosss twenty dol. lars without my knowiedge.” town where amusements ind the table It is find some and card play- Still I confess ns of KX GL Limes [is the Hild 1" | I never was afflicted | CRTTYVIDE my gr} with ennui while ps into the border { towns, Maybe this was due the atmosphere, possibly to the character of i the in tants, “While I have travelled thousand. of miles by stage, and through a coun- try the toughest under the sun, I have found myself in actual danger from the crowd I was in. 1 have had a good many thrilling ex- periences in snow storms and swollen rivers, but the whistle of bullets never sounded in my ear.” to NAD never — — “How Alr You, Jedge” The lack of conventionality in Judge Gresham's court frequently results in some amusing situations. The other day the judge was in his room in the Federal bailding hearing an argument by A. C. Harris in an important case, when the door opened and in walked i 8 countryman from Harrison County, {Judge Gresham's old home. The visitor was a well preserved specimen of an independent farmer. H's face, unshaven, was round and chubby: he i wore a broad white hat; he was with- out collar, and his clothing and shoes vellow clay. He spit some when inside the door, and without noticing Attorney Harris or the other upanis of the room stalked up to Judge Gresham with: “Well, how air you, jedge! How’ all the folks? I was in town on a little business, and 1 knew the folks down home would like to hear from you, so | come up to see you a little while.” Attorney Harris halted at a period in his argument, when, with both arms outstretched, he was about to einch’a point; he looked at the in. truder a moment, who had not re- moved his hat, and then beckoned to Deputy Marshal Conway to have the man take off his hat. ° . Judge Gresham apparently did not notice the embarrassment cf the Attorneys and spectators. He arose from his chair, took his visitor by the hand, called him by his given name, asked him about all his family, also calling them by name, and said he was | glad he had come in. | He chattel plasantly with the old | gentleman for several minutes, asking | about many Harrison County people, and seemed to enjoy the call. All this time the attorneys and the deputy | marshal were bewildered. The latter | half feared it was his duty to prevent | such an interruption of court, but he | hesitated about moving. The farmer stood talking with the judge as {reely (88 he would have conversed with his nearest neighbor over a rail fence, and when he was ready ¥ go, he said: “Well, good luck to you, § j come down and see us” And he walked (out as independently 85 he had come n. / : revimed hearing in as if nothing had Wolia Rowe: 3 appe % howed nHammocr LE the case A CLEVER FORGERY, ’ Deposting Money to His Debtor's Credit in Order to Get Out More. Bome years ago a merchant engaged a broker to dispose of some stock tg meet an urgent demand for ready cash, The stock was sold. hit the owner had considerable difficulty in getting the sale proceeds from the broker. At last, driven to desperation, the mer. chant threatened proceedings. The broker, after making a mental calcula tion, sat down and drew a check for the amount realized on account of the stock sold, less 2 per cent. broker's commission, and handed it to the mer chant with many apologies for the de- lay. After this both parted good friends. The transaction occurred in the early morning, and as the merchant wanted the money urgently he pre. sented the check at the bank without delay. Guess his astonishment when the was handed back to him “Insufficient.” The che K with the remark merchant was hurrying away from the bank when he met Reid the detective coming up the stairs, He stopped the latter and related how he bad beer “sold” by the broker. “How much short of the amount of your dit of the broker at the bank?” inquire d the officer, “] never asked,” chant. “Very good,” said and ascertain.” The merchant did so, and returned with the reply, “Two hundred ru- pees.” “And the and?” “Yes,” was the reply. “Look here,” sald Reid, “there are half a dozen writs against the broker, and he has only given you this check, knowing it would not be paid, in or- der to gain time. He will draw this money himself before the day is oat, and probably bolt from his cred- tore.” “What is to be done,” exclaimed the merchant in blank despair. ‘Just this,” said Reid, as cool mber: “take a pencil a nurrie check stands the ere : replied the mer Reid. HEO back check is for five thous- £8 A of as and pie C0 d scrawl Aper and write in “To the SeCTrelars wore the initials and it Was ing asked. resented down the his friend the The latter, on stopped suddenly put his hand to his breast pox exclaimed: “Good God, 1 gotten my bank book!” He then turned on his heel, hurried from the bank, and entering a ticea gharry at wor hurried away. He had o draw from the bank the balance to his credit, but seeing the man he had was afraid to en- counter him, never thinking for a mo. that the intended dupe had then in ket eve ry pie ¢ the broker had to Of merchant rupees transaction, but as Reid explained, it was better to lose 200 than 5000, ’ and for. 3 Aet have come intended to cheat he ment THM r cre Iris hi course the fist loat & over the a—————————— HR. AND MRS. BOWSER When Mr. Bowser unlocked the front door one night this winter he did it so softly, and made so littl noise in the hall, that 1 something wrong. He came into the sitting room looking rather sheepis! stad like a man who had something o3 his mind; but I asked no and he voluuteered no information antil after supper. Then he suddenls asked: “Do you keep up your piano prac. fice 7" “Oh, yes. You [ don’t play when you are here. I hate music! Whatare you talking sbout 7” “You have often compared my play- ing to the sounds of beating on an old tin pan,” 1tWell, of course, you are a poor player, and your voice is cracked; but #0 far as music is concerned--reéal mu- sic—it fille my soul with joy.” « ‘‘But you never sing or play.” “Haven't had time heretofore, but OW lee Jou “You intend to.” rf ‘ “Yes, 1 feel the need of something to make home more pleassnt—to offer more diversion during the long hours of evening. I think I shall learn the harp.” . “At your age?” / . “What's it! That's what I expected to hear! What's the matter with my age? 1 am neither blind, speechless or erippled. Pliny went at it and learned six language; after he was seventy years old.” dhe Yeu) suppose you brought home " “Yes. Its a beauty, and I got it chenp. It’s a real Givoni, and I bought it of a» man who was hard up. Got it Cor $55 and it's worth $70.” : up avon willy eo learn to play Certainly. 1 had one lesson this sUsSpeCiog questions hate music, and so ” aid in less than a month | J oF i ue’ “You will practice in the garret, ) suppose 7” “Not by a jugfal! 1 shall practice right here! That is, there won't be much practice about it, as I shall be playing tunes by Baiurday.” He uncovered and brought in a greasy, ill-shaped harp, which looked as if it had been curried around the country since the days of Columbus, and when he saw me looking at it be wid: *“T'his harp was made by Givoni him- volf over 100 years ago.” “ Who was Givoni?” “Who was Givoni? Why don’t you ask who George Washington was?” “Well, it’s my opinion that you have been swindled on the instrument, and I fear you are too old to take up such music,” “Do you? That's a nice way to en. courage a husband! I see now why so many men run out nights. 1 not only saved £40 in buying this harp, but I'll make your heart ache with ealonsy before the month is over!” He sat down and began tc thrum. He held his side, run out tongue, and picked away at the scale, and he had been going about five min- utes when the cook opened the door, beckoned me out, and whispered: + | give you notice that I shall leave sfter supper to-morrow !” “ Why; what is it?” | asked. “Him-—Mr. Bowser! He'll bring and ghosts about! I have already been taken with palpitation of the heart. Mercy! but listen to those voices of the dead calling eut to each other across their graves! Mrs. Bow- ser, it's the wonder of the people thst you won't commit suicide!” Mr. Bowser thrummed until I had to carry baby upstairs to quiet his howls, and until the ends of his fingers were sore, and he wouldn't have quit when he did, had not a voice in frop* of the house shouted: “Why don’t some one throw a rock through the window or ring for the patrol wagon?” Next day a dark-skinned man who said he was a grandson of the late Givoni, came up and gave Mr. Bowser a lesson, who had almost head on one Epooks and the cook, - ¥OOD FOR THOUGHT, No wonder time files; time 1s money, Don’t laugh at anyone's misfortune, Brauty is the melody of the features. Don’s laugh and giggle in pubile pls ces, A good conscience can bear very much, He who sips of many arts, drinks ot none, Fate hath no voice but the heart's im. puises, If you are a good man what are you good for, Wrinkles are shadows of departed pleasures, Kesp out of the frying-pan and trust to the broiler Going into debl--accepting presents from peo; le, There is more weakness among men than malice, Would we be happier if all our bopes es lzed? To get a few flowers cons must sow penty of seed, A woman's affection for man makes him conceited, There is no man in the world so easy to chieal as ouinsiver, Doubt is that which makes man sus. picious of all his kind, Never cast pearls before Pearls are nct very fattening, swine, tiches have wings, but they always roost on the highest branches, A secret is llke an aching tooth—it keeps us unegsy until it is out, When a good woman begins to get as The only way 10 jearn some men how to do anything Is to do it yourself, The miller is a fit subject for univer. sal sympathy; life 1s a regular grind to itn, Actions sjeax louder tdan words, unless you happen to be using the tele- phone, A man lives by believing something, % by debating and arguing about consented to stay, suddenly rose and rushed aftr her bundle. Whe ready to go she wkispered to me: “Pm surry, mum; sorry for that's loft! If the child dies, s word and I'l « Wer. INS When one « articu’'ar object in cour he has,” replied the “Jt is an imitation of a calam- ity in Japan-—buildings shaken down by an earthquake—flames devouring ruins—husbands shouting—wives RO other. th 3 dogs your own compo chilidren sobbing — ‘ Is it Mr. Bowser?” y—why don’t 1 play all right? The teacher said I was making won- derful progr " They beckoned him out ley aud held a conference. What was said 1 do not know, but when Mr. Bowset came in he looked very pale, and the first thing he did was to give the harp a sharp Kick which opened all the joints and prepared it for the crash which came when be flung it out doors. “Mr. Bow:er, have you gone crazy,” 1 demanded.’ “No, ma'am, but [I've words to say to youl” “What have 1 done?” “Done! Done! Who into buying a harp?” “The grandson of Givoni. He bad an old harp he wanted te get rid of, and he struck you for a flat and got twice its worth.” “Struck me for a flat!” he shouted as he walked around on the cat, “And why? Because ] was willing to be swindled to keep peace in the family, You had your mind set on a harp and harp you must have.” “Mr. Bowser! What did I want of % harp?’ ‘Heaven only knows. But for you I should never have thought of trying to play on it. What do you suppose that Greene and Davis said 7 “That you were a dunce.” “That if their wives led them around by the nose as you do me that they'd wipe the family out and then commit suicide! 1 must have looked sweet dawdling over that old harp!” “Youdid. I told vou that it was nonsense your trying to learn music at your age.” “ o oll Ao 7A “My agel Thers ¥6u go! Ama thousand years old? Am I five hun- dred? Am I even one hundred, that you keep flinging it at me! Music! Why, I've more music in my big te than you have in your whole body. Mrs. Bowser, this is the limit. You have gone far enough. Now beware! The worm is ready to turn!” But next morning the worm was as pleasant as June, and when a crowd of a dozen boys paraded up and down, each harping on a piece of that harp, Mr. Bowser hover let ou that he saw or heard anything. into the al- got a few coaxed me The Queen of Greece. The king snd ueen of Greece have seven chil y youngest a old, The Princess ‘Alexandria is a very pretty girl of 19. The queen is fond of American literature, takes al tho magazines and adores the works of Hawthorne. All the children speak French, English, Greek and Russian, Ings, About the first and the last oman being does in this world | ing a to shed rson or aghity, they Before y | man’s politic Lave a beller one Ie $ of isa WO Oller Li. 8 Ot MERION, Politicians are a good deal like shoes, | You can’t expect the machine made | ones to be of the highest grade. People who fish for compliments do not need long lines, They will get their best bLitesin shallow water, Growing old makes men no better | any more than the process of ripening alters or increases the quality of fruit, The devil himself, with all his genius always travels under an alias, This shows the power of truth and morality. Whenever a minister has preached a sermon that pleasesthe wiole congrega-~ tion, he probably has preached one that the Lord won't endorse. The preacher who bears down hea- viest on our neightors’ failings is the one who will get the largest salary, Some Chirstians are nastier with their tobacco chewing than some worldly men are with their wickedness, It takes more religion to hold a man level in a horse trade than it does to make him shout at camp-meeeling, The man who talks too much makes the mistake of thinking he is the only man present who knows anything, Sin 1s to be overcome, not somuch by maintaining a direct oppositionto it as by cultivating opposite principles, The best of all men is he who contents himself with being good without seeke ing to appear so, Believing and disbelieving 1s oftener an effort of the will than of the under standing, Our preachers do not write so many or so wise proverbs as did Solomon, but they bave fewer wives and better children We epeak of redeeming to-morrow bee fore we have purchased to-day; this, too, when we are yel in debt for yesterday, Tell any man he is a good man, and he will be thankful, Ask him what he is good for? —in support of your praie ~and he will seem puzzied and troubled, Energy will do anything that can be don world, and no talents, no circumstances, no opportunities will make a two-legged animal without it, There is a plagiarism in life that is contemptible, Some men and women sped their time chiefly in coping their neighbors, They duplicate their dress, their furniture, their manners, thew ways of living. They possess the same views, utter the same ideas, attempt the same actions, But they never suc ceed In their poor aim, for spirit that animates ean never be copied-~the is left out,
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