LIFE AND DEATH. Life is a river, whose perennial source | Springs from abc ve; The sweetest flower course Is human love. blocming in its Death is a cavern, whose dark bound aries have Eternal scope; he only bud that blossoms near the grave Is human hope. Charles B. Soule, fn Inaugural Bail Cinderelia. Mre. Bob Miller had many things in | her favor when she first appeared at | the national capital. She was from | New York, had been twice married, ! and had the air of always being equal to the occasion and quite up with peo- | ple and things. At the first glance she seemed to impress you as being dis- tinguished looking. Gn nearer ac- quaintance you did not care whether the distinguished look was skin deep or not, she was so gracious and charm- ing, nbtwithstanding the forty years which had passed over her head. Mrs. Bob Millar was the wife of foreman at the government printing of- fice. ‘This was not much in her favor socially, but the fact that there was | a Representative Robert Miller from New York turned out to be a great deal in her favor, Innocently enough, she left casual acquaintances under the im- pression that she was Mrs. Represen- tative Robert Miller. did them any good to balieve going to >:bkle impressions being incorre As for Bob Miller, he the conclusion that bh raaeased brightest and most lovable woman in the world. “Only, Molly darling.” “do te careful and never say that vou are Mrs. Representative Miller, for if vou do you get both of into trouble. You can pose as much as you like as the tM connected with a New Kn for that is true enough Bh %0 in for anything quite off you might hang yours “Why, Bob,” she injured surpri “you do not one moment that 1 i I am just having som sof of empty b and cringe to me el I am the wife of Representative Mil instead of the wife of hi Bob M ler, printer. well, it's their sin, pot mine.” Before the Millers had son in Washington, Mrs. tended most of the official She was known, by sight, cabinet receptions. On cabinet neadays she seldom ate a square ai home, the collations being enough to satisfy her needs At this time no cards were {ssued for the levees, it be. ing taken for granted that only those having the right to attend would avail themaelves of the Mrs Bob Miller went to her first one out of curiosity, with a native Washingtonian who was rather up to such things. It #0 happened that she made quite a hit It was purely a stroke of good Iuck she informed Mr. Bob that night As her house was small, Mrs was not called on to give rece; ber own. husband was a man of very position, and cared more for study t social pleasures. But that did prevent her urging her «juaintances to drop in for a quiet call and chat, and carriages and were in front of the dainty street, which she had fv #0 much taste and inge: . so little cost. For quite a time mat- fore bowled along y One Saturday morning, noon, a4 young girl rang Mrs. bell. A young mulatio iy altired in black gingham, apron and cap, appeared at the door, “18 your mistress at home, Mary? asked the girl. The girl sald she would and taking the young lady's card, ascended the softly carpeted stairs Miss Ethel Clifford, the early caller, sat down the dimly lit hall, made beautiful with ruge and hangings cheap at the sale of some departing diplomat's effects and awaited the Mrs. Miller “My dear girl,” was that lady's eff sive greeting when she appeared, | am so glad to gee you! 8o you have | kept your promise and will go with me to Mrz. Cleveland's reception? It is #) goad of you. I'd hate. to go alone and there is no one 1 care to have wit} meas I doyou. You area very stupid! little thing after all. How do you ex-: pect to be able to write about social | life if you do not go about more? You | «an get more material for character in the four hours you will have to wait in | tine this afternoon than you could get | in ten years otherwise.” “Yes, I know, Mra. Miller, but 1 am | #0 timid about going to the cabinet and | other official receptions. I am so afraid I'll be found out as a nobody.” | “a : sib it. not herse had come to the he would say, us will wife © 1 would 86 woul if the fawn rasaer ‘ause they believe Miller i nest been cone se had receptions Job at- at the Wed- meal well opportunity. She hinted quietly her retired dis ey not al some of it was not long b cabs Gent woman, neat- a big white sce, ir in bought coming of : She refrained from saving what she | thought "We'll be found out to be no- | bodies.” “But I do not mind this re- ception, for it Is truly a public one. | Bess, May, and Lil are going together, | and 1 sald we might try and mest | them at the north gate of the grounds.” | “Well, we'll ace when we get there. The reception is to begin at two! o'clock. We'll have lunch, and then | start right down town. We can take the herdic, a few blocks from here, and ride down to the corner opposite the White House grounds. Oh, you will have a good time-see {if you don’t. What hve you got on, my dear?” The girl stood out in the strong light nea the back window, and threw off § her long light ulster. The other re- garded her with pleasure, Ethel Clif. ford was one of those girls whom one person might meet to-day and declare she was handsome, and whom another might meet to-morrow and say she was not even pretty. Her looks | changed like April weather. That day : she was radiant, Her well formed | face was glowing from her late bath, | and the long walk in the crisp Febru-! ary sunshine, Her light brown halr | was well groomed, and its waves and curls, over which she had spent some | litle time, repaid her efforts. Her | her lips were red and soft and | her well shaped, while | On the light brown hair jaun- | tily sat a toque of dark blue velvet, trimmed with silver fur and the wings of a sea gull. Matching her hat in color was her tailor made suit of cloth, trimmed with the same silver fox, and her hands nestled warmly in a muff of blue velvet, silver fox, and violets, She looked dainty and sweet, and pleas- ing to the most critical eye, for youth beamed ail oyer her. “You do look lovely, my dear,” ex- claimed Mrs. Bob. “You have great about your dress No one would that you were working for your living as a stenographer. All the more credit tO you and me, my dear, that we are taken for people who have a long purse at command. 80 you managed to get off to-day?” “Yes, old Tait was in one of his good He got fifteen claim through fubil and suflic earth, tact humors yesterday, a ! doliar the He as jubilancy had subsided thousand urs after iently Le ant, his rip LT h 10 Mrs would im to come down attend Cleves t probably Bob Miller, seal attired and a plush sack, with a dainty little bonnet perch ed on her sliver hair, and a Ethel Clifford, panied Ly was conveyed down red horses, covered anket r th two i to the re ! But as need they epLion land what to the north gate then for hi block away The arrived callers were made to take proper policemen were tioned at close intervals to prevent late nl we as piaces, as omers getting ahead, Ethel was whom She tris it as fair, Had proba biy and her charms would n on his sreeliv & ¥ 3 . po tured!y amused herself ¢ t faces Ors It park, tia Foye her discomion her neigh and their talk rather was ing in the but her her swallow 4 mint NOL Max: any compiaint Hill lonaened at n the line : reached the door of the Red ' 2 ’ Sahar ne Pir romp ime the usher asks for callers Clifford Snifferd.” her to Mrs murmurs Ethel the 11 CALI omer p stich pisses into { East Room Mrs. Bob regognizes in the reesiving line one of the whom she had winter, and she me information TY, Lr IAG eR swveral times that hastens to impart the to Ethel, “Oh, don’t tell me, Mrs. Miller am so disappointed. 1 don't know wh Mre. Cleveland looks like, That man calling me ‘Miss Snifferd’ quite finish- ed me, | remember that she gave me a wal as though she had with any one for a that the others greeted me as if had hold of a wet dish rag, landed in here “Never mind, my dear.” sald Mrs. Miller consolingly: "we'll take a walk into the conservatory, look at the pes. | ple, and (ry and «ip into the line again, I've often done that, Have your senses i at only * t4 a ay Hl Clash nol shaken hands wie k $3 YS they and look.” Acting on Mrz. Miller's suggestion, they wandered as best they might through the open rooms into the con- | looked out the big Bast Room windows down toward the Mon- ument. gazed at their full length fig- about falling in line again. They were | noel discovered, but were again pre. Ethel took never-to-be-forgotten picture in her memory of the beautiful mistress of the On coming out of the mansion they encountered three young men, ace quaintances of Ethel. By one of those a fourth young man was introduced to her as Mr. Horace G. Denison, of Vir- | ginia, the grandson of a former Presi. | dent. Ethel waz much impressed with | both the lineage and lineaments of Mr, | Denison. He was about 26 years of | age, well built, with a clear cut, clean | shaven face, dark eyes, and rather Jong | black bair. He was politeness person | ifled—not the politensss acquired in a short time and aired only on special occasions, but the politeness that is In. ———— nate in a Soutkstn gentleman. He fell into step with Ethel and Guy Morton, | and they talked about the reception, | the people, the flowers, and the Marine | Band, : This gallant descendant of as<famous man was well pleased with himself | and all the world that late afternoon, | and he proceeded to make himself | quite agreeable to the young girl. He thought her decidedly pretty and clev- er, and when Guy was answering some | query put by Mra, Miller from the rear, | he vent so far as to express his pleas- tire at meaing Gthel, In turn, | felt as If she were treading on alr, in- stead of along the asphalt walks, “Are you going to the inaugural ball, | Miss Ethel?’ asked young Morton. ! “Denison and we three fellows intend to show up that night.” Ethel replied that she did not think | she could go, and it was then that Mrs. | Miller again showed her tact. She was | very much delighted with Mr. Denison and with his friends. To the young Virginian she had been introduced as Mrs. Robert Miller, of New York, and her, met that lady before, she gave her cus tomary presumption that jt was at some official reception. Now she was not going to let Ethel throw away her she quickly inter- rupted: “Of Mise Her mother promized me t chaperon her Ethel did not reply until reply of chances, so course Clifford is going. i hat 1 might | then, but waited with Mrs. Bob. them good even Mr ed to the tiggs House ehe was alone The young men bade ing at the would be pleas with the said Fif he i enison walk corner ue i 5 FALLS Li] evry nothing the reat ball white Chi V-shaped neck and 1'll lend red slippers m sleeves mve a beautiful with puffed and a You } You my eorals and neck, The you Ethel $ gloves bat a] ust have into the and icipation fell dream of lovel after that ness 2 gearcels slept in ant of the greal night had Mrs. Miller's soveral times since that Saturday, and once She mel Denison at every time made her more desirous of shining before him of his ac- quaintances had iaformed him that ISthel was studying law with Judge Tait; that her people had had means at one time, bul were now just merely well off, Ycung Denison swallowed this information, and kept on meet | ing Miss Clifford at the home of Mrs, | Robert Miller, of New York. : General Harrison's inauguration | took place amid sheets of rain that Some soaked the passing soldiers, but did not dampen the enthusiasm of the! crowds that gathered to watch the pa- | geantry. Mr. and Mrs. Robert Mii- | ler, with Ethel, had places on the | stand opposite the reviewing party. They stayed in their wel seats until nearly four o'clock, and then, though! the parade was still passing, they rose to go home, for Mra. Miller insisted that they must have warm baths, hot bouillen, and a good nip before get- ting ready for the bali. As Ethel's family lived a litle ¢itance outside the city, she was to stay at Mrs. Mil- At nine o'clock the two ladies drove | away from the Miller home, Mrs, | Miller was resplendent in gray silk, biack lace and viviets. Bibel was a realization of their dreams. She had never looked so beautiful in all her life, she has never looked so beautiful since, She had not been in the great hall of the Pension Office an hour be- A cing, and so she changed some of her engagements into promenades, Mrs, Miller of New York wes much in ev- idence, and watched her protege with | She had heard many favorable comments on Ethel's beauty, and also | many queries as to her identity, The hours slipped swiftly on, mark ed with happiness to BElhel, espoclally in her dances and promenades with | young Denison. He was as attentive and gracious as a man could be, and | ras much impre d with all the ad- miration accorded to Mrs. Miller of | New York and her protege. “Do you know you are prettiest girl | the ball, Miers Clifford?’ he sdid | suddenly. Ethel, had twenty | who seen just ment as a matter of course, and col- ored more brightly than before, “No,” she answered simply. can | tell?” “Lat me show you,” he sald, and led her before one of the long mir rors draped with red, white and blue. The girl regarded the two figure: in the glass, then, after deep glance, turned quid knew the part she was playing, being a reality a of tt alm hoked her Just ther some she the | remark “That's young Denison, of the Vir ginia Den Miss Clifford, niece of Mr Repr Miller, of Now “How one AWAY. She that of when she was The somebody in social nobody shame one and heard and entative aim impetaosily 152 Bas -" a 1 welling in her spark- re- | love ling gray when her escort turned. “We can stay in door, the of the not ehielte: “We will little while said just a Miller is ready cant wie Hiay i think when Mrs will start for home The cold rain was against the empty benches in the park, the streets. 1 young had left the and the glare of the bell room behind them. to face the of the black night, and the of houses opposite the both felt difference, tenderly holding there long we beating drearily the bushes | lined people and the trees that ne two warmth drearineas modest row park They and he spoke of it the “Mr. Denison she began. Oh,’ thiz paradise on which she was going | to turn her back! She. the Cinder. | ella of the inangural bail, would slip away from the prince before he found ber in rags. “Mr. Deslson-" ghe started again, and then went bravely on. “You spoke to-night of what Now 1 want to say that to scarcely any of it Lave I a right. Mrs. Miller is not my | aunt, and I am not connected in any | way with a family that has been rich, | famous, or otherwise prominent. My | father is merely a government clerk. | We are people of modest means, and have nothing to recommend us save honesty and a little coat of smartness. I am & stenographer to Judge Tait. 1 never posed ss a society girl, 1 do not care to now«-1 could not. 1 do not wish you to save wrong impres- gions In that direction. You might think I was a somebody" The girl was actpally sobbing. It wag then that the chivalrous scion of a famous family put his arm around the slender figure in the rec cloak, : “Hush, my dear girl! Thank God! Of all things in the world I reverence aE aE oan Sa truth the highest! 1 despise all this shallowness, this leaning back on one's ancestors—though I am proud of mine ina wauy. But still, 1 want the world to accept me, not his dead glories. Ethel, I loved you from that first day when 1 met you at Mrs, Cleveland's reception. 1 had heard of your friend Mre. Miller, but I found out that she was not the wife of Mr. Robert Miller, M. €C. 1 was rather disappointed ir you, but then I reflected that it was not you who misled me, | came to the ball to-night partly to see how you would You have done better than the rest of them in there. B8till 1 could not help feel- ing there was something wanting. 1 wanted to know that you were not shallow, I wanted to love you, but | Forgive me if 1 speak too goon or too bluntly-—1 cannot help it Ethel’ — the distinguished face bent over “Eihel, think you could love me well ¢ to permit me and see your Do could my | The girl the grea ithe red shoulder do me to « home? return some of Own You of AWAY, an al hat rloor f Was turn to one of young to melt beauty. dreaming? the man went on fervently “Ethel, yrave little girl who could no may 1 wil room BW ey The gain my dear sweetheart, i tip take vot i il A¥e You back y ! a8 my promised me, dari Creat Sreed on the Water LAKeE 13 A Curious industry a curious horses A white sjw.i (2 vaiue of a funer the anin.al fetiork lamp black and hors 1 horse—a Duteh funeral He is the best biack, work f wing to his lack of country jobmaater flowing tail, bought ghilling or tail goid {o a separats land for a daytime the “composite” horse cone ducts funerals, the tall fastened on with a girap: but at night he discards it and gayly takes people to and from the theatres, Worn-out funeral horses are shipped back to Holland and Bel- ginm, where they are eiten. two The Origin of Mail Columbia. Perhaps few people know that our national ale, “Hall, Columbia.” was or- iginaily called "Washington's March’ Trenton bridge as Washington rode over it on his way to be inaugurated at New York. and during his adminiz- tration it was always played on state oceasions, or whenever Washington appeared in the box at the theater. It was composed by Plyvies, the leader of the few violing and drums that passed for the orchestra. The =nir the ear of %he multitude and soon bee came very popular. When Adama was president, in a moment of great party excilement, Judge Hopkinson wrote and adapted to the music the famous lines “Hall, Columbia.’ Thenceforth it ceased to bo known as “Washington's March,” and under ita present name became the most slir- ring of national airs. In France there iz a law compelling physicians to write the'r prescriptions in the language of the country. THE ABAKWETA DANCE, It Is the Moe? Popular Ceremonial Among South African Savages. The abakweta dance, the wild war dance of the Umtata youths, is the most ceremonial in South Af- uy Week famous Sava rica and a rite seldom witnessed European eyes, says Pearsou's iy. This barbaric dance has a curions place in the tribal customs. In Umtata, which is the native state in the cast of Cape Colony, in Bouth Afr.ca, every able-bodied youth is taken from his parenis just before arriving at the age of manhood and maintaiZed at public expense for one year During this transition period the young men are known as abakwetas or neophytes By the chiefs most skillful warriors they are in the uge of a1" and in the practices of All they not suf- to visi families, nor may and trained war, this are fered their mothers While in the ired to dance in public once ven look abakwela stage they are every al in much de regu Hy from {errifie t.” less : ira of end: and spiri But duration of ting than the cust mt rance the dance eXac dition prescribes nony #IVeR in prepa while as i» This nd likely ch are Kirts forty ly or i not The ext to of the that the are ra and bleeding from the vs of worn and in order under the e is look Treads to the sition wuded tors they full- the n Those an survive the terrible training o under who have proved them take African the respor Lae the while man, litional cuticle in cal pain, hed for by orrect: acrdinary in one sirong burning (3 IRCUe- stand- iworseshoe the he 1is foot, waz no repuin- but what who fell about m the fier {rom laugh- kar window, i who ros the dust his hair and pursued his way, ing at the incident Another instance of this extraordin- ary Comes from a cyvclemaker’'s shop in Johannes A kaffir. in the of his the whole of his forefinger right sand torn off by the In an instant he plunged info a vat con- ished insensibility to suffering burg course work on machinery the mutilated member taining boiling alum, and bore the pain with simply a slight wince. By resort ing to this course he showed himself an adept in the art of self-cure, for a day or two later the finger was pain- and the nail soon grew again. But the extraordinary part of the bush ness is that a process which would probably have made the ordinary white man lose consciousness did nothing more in the case of the kaffir than elicit a grin of pain <-Pearson’s Weekly, had nail the joss, American Cems, Although nol many precious stones of great value are found in the United States, vet as Mr. George ¥. Kunz shows in his recent report to the Geo logical Survey, they include diamonds. rubies and sapphires. In 1880 a dia- mond weighing six carats was found in Ozaukee County, Wisconsin. Rubles are found in Macon Couaniy., North Carclina, and sa) phires in Fergus Coun ty. Montana. Fine gems of tourmaline, chrysoprase and other minerals exis in various parts of the country. “nn Automatic Singer, An "automatic singer” has been ewe hibited to the editorial staff of a Paris newspaper. The apparatus is in the form of a tripod, the top of which ls a machine smaller than the phonograph, into which the cylinders are put. Ths
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