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