£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,