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God's Plans.
Sometime, when all life's lessons have been learned,
And sun and stars forever have set,
The things which our weak judgment here have
spurned,
The things o'er which we grieved with lashes wet,
Will flash before us out of life's dark night,
As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue:
And we shall see how all God's plans were right,
And how what seemed reproof was love most true.
And we shall see, while we frown and sigh,
God's plans go on as best for you and me :
How, when we called, he heeded not oar cry,
Because his wisdom to the end could see.
And e'en as prudent parents disallow
Too much of sweet to craving babyhood,
So God, perhaps, is keeping from us nnw
Life's sweetest things, because it seemeth gnod.
And if, sometimes, commingled with life's wine,
We find the wormwood and rebel and sink,
Be sere a wiser hand than yours or mine,
Pours out this portion for our lips to drink.
And if some friend we love is lying low
Where human kisses cannot reach his face,
0, do not blame the loving Father so,
But bear your sorrow with obedient grace
And you shall shortly know that lengthened breath
Is not the sweetest gift God sends his friend,
And that, sometimes, the sable pall of death
Conceals the fairest bloom its love can send.
If we could push ajar the gate of life,
And stand within, and all God's working see,
We could interpret all this doubt and strife,
And for each mystery could find a key.
But not to-day. Then be content, poor heart ;
God's plans, like lillies pure and white, unfold.
We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart—
Time will reveal the calyxes of gold.
And if, through patient toil we reach the lan 1,
Where tired feet, with sandals loose, may rest,
When we shall clearly know and understand,
I think that we will say that" God knows best."
Et *torikEtlicr.
Mrs. Preston's First Quarrel.
BY OLIVE BELL
At thirty, Charles Preston was a pros
perous merchant, doing a flourishing busi
ness, in a city out West; and was such a
pleasant, upright fellow, that everybody—
especially old folks and children—looked
at him with partial eyes.
All the marriageable ladies in his "set,"
watched him with covetous eyes ; but
Charley was blind and deaf to all feminine
blandishments until he met pretty Lucretia
Waverly, the only daughter of one of his
customers.
She was a warm-bearted,vivaciou3 blonde;
as fair and almost as fragile as a snowdrop;
with eyes like twin forget me-nuts, and an
abundance of silky, yellow hair, worn in
innumerable braids—cornet fashion—around
her shapely head.
Just the woman to bewitch a cool, clear
headed man like Charley Preston who had
lived his thirty years untroubled by any
love dream, and amassed a fortune that
would have made him an acceptable hus
band to any woman with mercenary motives.
But Lucretia Waverly, was not a merce
nary woman in any sense of the word.—
She was the only and petted daughter of a
staunch old country merchant, who, al.
though he indulged his daughter in many
ways nev4r spoiled her by too expensive
living; and she would have married Char•
ley Preston if he had been as poor as a
church mouse, as readily as the prosperous
city merchant, who loved her so devotedly,
and gave her such costly gifts. She loved
him—be loved her, and that was enough.
So one sunshiny, October day, when the
sun lay on the fields and hills around the
old Waverly mansion like sheets of pale
gold, and the garden paths were gorgeous
with chrysantheums and fall flowers, the
pretty bride-elect was married and said
good-bye to her parents and dear old neigh
bors.
She had no fears for the future as she
went out into the world by her husband's
side, and the short honeymoon was like a
dream to the young wife, who looked on
the gay scenes around her with the inno
cent eyes of a child.
After a short sojourn in the East, they
returned to the home that had been fur
nished and filled up for them during their
absence. Upholsters, paper-hangers and
painters, had done their work perfectly
and Mrs. Preston fairly clapped her dim
pled hands with delight when she entered
her parlor in her husband's home—a gem
of a room furnished in blue and gold.
.
"Oh, Charley," she exclaimed — waltzing
around the room, with her traveling hat
in her hand, and the color coming and
going in her pink cheeks, "this is the
loveliest room I ever saw. And such
pictures !"
Her shining blue eyes took in the dainty
bits of landscape and rare old Scriptural
scenes at a glance. She dropped down on
an ottoman, with a sigh of supreme
content, and her husband Mentally voted
her the loveliest picture is the room.
"Come," said Charley, extending his
hand; "if you are not too tired, we will
look over the house together. I will have
to be at the office to-morrow."
They went, handin-hand, from one room
to another, and Mrs. Preston announced
the arrangement perfect. Even the stout
Irish . servant girl in the kitchen, and the
trig maid of all-work, who looked sh)ly at
her young mistress, were inspected and
said to be faultless.
"We will be as happy as the day is long,"
was Mrs. Preston's self-satisfied assertion,
as she went into her owu room—a cozy
retreat, furnished in blue and grey—"and
I mean to be such a good wife ; and will
let nothing in the world take the place of
my home duties."
"Bravely said, little wife," said Charley;
"and I warn you, Lucretia, not to encour
age Cousin Henry Astor's wife in her
visits or friendships. She will doubtless
call on you in a day or so."
"Mrs. Helen Astor'." said Mrs. Preston
in surprise, "why I thought she was the
sweetest woman I ever saw. I met her at
Mrs. Gore's."
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"She is a very fascinating woman, but
her attractiveness won't wear. I would
not fancy seeing you much in her company."
"Why ?" innocently inquired Mrs. Pres
ton, as she laid aside her traveling wraps,
and seated herself in a low rocker before
the fire.
Charley Preston's black brows knit in a
slight frown as he leaned his elbow on the
low marble mantel, and looked down into
the smiling upturned face of his wife.
"Because she is a vain heartless woman,
Lucretia; and has led Harry a miserable
life. She is a leader in society, a Woman-
Suffragist, and if one is to believe her own
story :a perfect slave to a despotic husband."
"I am so sorry," said Mrs. Preston with
a half sigh. "I shall be so lonely, and I
liked her so much."
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"Every one likes her, but she is none the
less to be avoided for all that. Few people
know her as thoroughly as I do. When
she calls, treat her politely, on Henry's ac
count; but do not go any farther."
Mrs. Preston obediently promised to obey
her husband's instructions, although in her
heart she was sorry that Mrs. Helen As.
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tor's name was to be excluded from the
list of her intimates ; and when that lady
called, which she did in a day or two after
the above conversation, Lucretia's welcome
was more polite than fervent.
"I am so delighted to have you for a
cousin," exclaimed Mrs. Astor, after the
compliments of the day had been exchanged
must really compliment Charley on his
choice of a wife. In a season or two you
will eclipse me."
The little black eyed beauty laughed
merrily, as a flush crept up into the fair
face of the young wife, and familirrly seated
herself on the sofa, beside Mrs. Preston,
who suddenly thought of her husband's
warning and looked confused, and felt at a
total loss for something to say.
Mrs. Henry Astor was a brunette of the
most approved type. She had a clear olive
skin, cheeks like damask roses, jet black
hair, and eyes like twin sloes. Her lips
were red as scarlet and her teeth white and
small, while her hands, which were small
and dimpled, were marvels of whiteness
and symmetry. She laid one ungloved
palm on Mrs. Preston's pink fingers, and
said in a low voice :
"My dear Mrs. Preston, you doubtless
think you are a happy woman ?"
"Indeed I do." honestly replied Mrs.
Preston.
The fashionable Mrs. Astor shrugged
her fine shoulders. Her married life had
been a miserable failure, and her husband
strongly favored the anti-suffragist party.
"Well," sighed she, "I hope the delu
sion will last. I thought I was the hap
piest woman on the face of the earth, when
Henry married me. But married life is
not just what we fancy it in the rose-colored
days of our honeymoon. Mine is a perfect
drag."
"How is that ?" timidly inquired Mrs.
Preston. "I have always heard your hus
band spoken of as a kind, honorable man."
"Pooh !" sneered Mrs. Astor, tossing a
few feathery black ringlets out of place.
A man may be all that, and make a very
poor husband. Henry is as stiff and stolid
as an ox. When he puts his foot down on
anything, it's there. He gave me so much
a year for my own use, and I have to live
on it if Ido go like a beggar. He says
it's the very last cent he can afford. But
I pay him off in his own coin, don't I.'
She laughed, a hard disagreeable laugh,
and innocent Mrs. Preston looked at her
wonderingly.
"I suppose you would like to know how,
wouldn't you ?" she went on, idly toying
with 11,,r watch chain. "As you are in
tl-e family I suppose I may as well tell
you. In the first place I leave the sole
care of the house and my two children to
the servants. Secondly, I keep all my
pleasant words and smiles for company,
and snub him in every possible way. Then
I flirt with other men who think I am an
angel—and make myself generally useful
in the woman's rights movement. Astor
detests all such work, and I love it."
She laughed again—a low musical laugh
—as if married life and its cares and a
loveless home were no trouble to her. Mrs.
Preston, guileless as a dove, felt grieved
and shocked.
"How did it all begin ?" inquired the
young with, an expression of deep commi's
seration creeping into her blue eyes.
"Just how all matrimonial differences
begin," said Mrs. Astor, with a half yaivn.
"Henry objected to my mode of dressing,
and I resented that of course. I had mar
ried a wealthy man, and I was going to
dress. Then, he objected to some of my
associates, and once, after I had been out
four nights in the week, attending the
meetings of a 'club' we women had or
ganized, he suggested that I should stay
at home for the future. I told him no
man should rule me, and I went out when
I pleased, and danced and flirted, and did
everything to annoy him. He gave me
fifteen hundred a year to dress on, and I
managed to do it, although half the time
I'm not fit to be seen."
Mrs. Astor concluded her little speech
with a tragic gesture of one little hand
and an impatient toss of her handsome
head. Mrs. Preston glanced at her rich
and becoming carriage dress of soft garnet
silk and velvet, and thought it anything
but "beggarly." She was sorry for the
handsome and really attractive woman,
who told her sorrows and acknowledged her
faults with such charming simplicity. In
spite of her husband's warning, she be
lieved Mrs. Astor and thought Henry
must certainly be very exacting.
"You do not know how miserable I am,"
went on the low, sweetly modulated voice,
as Mrs. Astor put a dainty scrap of cam
bric and lace to her eyes. "If I did not
go out so much I would actually die of the
horrors."
"It is such a pity. I hope Charley and
I will never drift apart in such a way.—
Indeed it seems almost impossible that twn
persons loving each other as we do, should
ever disagree," said Mrs. Preston's earnest
voice, for her love for her husband was
daep and strong and fervent.
"Don't be too sanguine in your expec
tations," said Mrs. Astor sharply. "Some
day you may wish you had never seen
your husband's face. It might have been
different with me if I had married a dif
ferent man. . But Henry and I had nut a
thought in common. He is quiet, generous,
and one of your goodish moral men, who
never did anything wrong in their lives;
and I—well I suppose I'm just what that
plain spoken husband of yows called me
once—'a light-headed fool.'"
Mrs. Preston blushed; and gay Mrs.
Astor shook out her silken skirts with a
laugh, half-scornful, half defiant, and
added, fixing her black eyes on a fine por
trait of Mr. Preston.
"What an elegant picture of cousin
Charley. Just the counterpart of one he
gave me before I was married. Ah ! what
happy hours we have spent together !"
She drew a deep sigh, and glanced from
under her black lashes at Mrs. Preston's
face, wl:' 'iad paled suddenly. And to
prove he , rtion, Mrs. Astor drew a
card case '-er cket and displayed a
small photo 'barley Preston. His
wife did not _ to touch it, for it
seemed to her as .. the cold, satin-like
paper would burn her fingers.
"You can have it if you wish," went on
the sir'3n like voice, "for of course, all non
sense is at an end between us now."
Mrs. Preston shook her head and forced
a careless laugh, as Mrs. Astor tossed the
picture into a silver card basket, with a
look in her black eyes which said plainly,
"you have done your work."
"I must be going, but I mean to come
again, although I know Charley dislikes
me. But then you know it is not natural
for a man to have very good feeling to
ward a woman who has jilted him."
Mrs. Helen Astor laughed maliciously,
and after some profuse wishes for the young
wife's future happiness, she took her de
parture.
Pretty little Lucretia Preston snatched
up the picture Mrs. Astor had so carelessly
cast aside and rushed off to her own room
for a good womanly cry. For her idol had
feet of clay after ail. He bad declared
over and over again that no other woman
had ever held a place in his heart, and
here he had been jilted by Mrs. Astor,
when she was Miss Helen Fanshawe.
"And he told me I was his first and on
ly love," wrathfully cried Lucretia Pres
ton, "and warned me not to encourage
Mrs. Astor's visits. But I mean to let
him see she can come as often as she pleas.
es, and I'll get the whole story out of
her."
Mrs. Preston, in spite of her lovely face
and gentle ways, had a temper which was
apt to show itself in various unpleasant
forms ; and after the first burst of tears
she relapsed into a fit of the sulks, which
Charley's fearful presence only increased.
He attributed her silence and generally
depressed appearance to homesickness, and
after several ineffectual attempts to coax
her into a brighter mood, he left her alone
and buried himself in a book.
Mrs. Preston sat in a shadowy corner
of the pretty blue and gold parlor, feeling
very sad and miserable. It was the first
shadow that had ever come between her
husband and herself, and watching the
frank, honest face before her, she could
scarcely think it possible that he could ev
er love such a gay, thoughtless creature as
Mrs. Astor, whom he had spoken so bitter
ly of.
"Lucretia," he said, looking up sudden
ly, "was Helen Astor here to-day ?"
"Yes," in a careless way.
"Ah :" Charley Preston's fine eyes
twinkled merrily. He thought he under
stood the cause of his wife's sulkiness. But
he was not prepared for what was to
come.
"She gave you a list of her earthly ills,
I suppose ?" he laughed.
"And a history—or partly that—of one
of your love affairs," sneered Mrs. Preston,
in a voice that astonished her husband,
who thought her one of the meekest women
in creation.
"Mine ?" lie ejaculated, opening his eyes
and dropping his book in amazement, "why
I never had one, until I fell in love with
you."
"Charley Preston ! You tell me that af
ter what I've seen and heard," with a half
sob.
"See here, Mrs. Preston"—Charley wa
getting exeited—"if you are going to be
lieve all that woman's balderdash, you have
less di: , eriinieati:m than I thought you
had."
"She didn'6 tell me anything but the
trait," blurted out Mrs. Preston. "She
said :he jilted you, and gave me your pho
tograph to prove it "
My picture ? The treacherous vixen
She never had such an article in her pos
session."
"There !" Mrs. Lucretia laid the dain
ty piece of card-board on the table before
him. lie looked down at his own pictur•
ed face, then up into the angry face of his
wife.
"You believe I gave her that picture,
questioned he."
"She says you did," rather weekly re
plied Mrs. Preston, awed a little by the
set sternness of his face.
"And you believe her, of course. Where
she got the picture I cannot say, but I nev
er gave it to her. What did she tell you
about her own affairs ?"
"Mrs. Preston went over Mrs. Astor's
story as briefly and sulkily as possible.
"If Henry objected to her spending mon
ey he was forced to it, for he could not
satisfy her extravagant demands on his
purse, without ruining himself. The com
pany he objected to were brainless fops,
and gentlemen of doubtful reputation.
Her temper ie vicious, and she is one of
the smoothest, most deceiving hypocrites
I ever saw. She will leave nothing un
done to accomplish her ends, but I cannot
imagine what purpose she has in view in
telling you such a falsehood."
"I suppose she thinks 'forewarned fore
armed,'" doggedly replied Mrs. Preston,
who was determined not to be so easily
conciliated.
`•Mr. Preston looked at his wife, a mix
ture of doubt,anger and scrrow in his face.
He mentally anatbamatized the woman
whose serpent tongue had disturbed hie
happiness, and he felt angry and grieved
that Lucretia should so persistently believe
and uphold Mrs. Astor.
"No more of such nonsense," he ex
claimed angrily. "I did not give her the
picture ; and that is all I have to say about
it."
"I do not care if you hld given her a
thousand ; only you mightn't have been
such a hypocrite, and pretended you never
cared for anybody, but me !" sobbed the
outraged Mrs. Lucretia, as she burst into
a storm of reproaches, calling Charley a
hard hearted deceitful wretch ; and wished
she had staid at home among her flowers
and birds, and finally ended, by declaring
she would go home to 'mother.'
How far this senseless quarrel would
have gone, or how many heartaches it
would have led to, it is difficult to say;
for both parties were thoroughly aroused.
But floury Astor's coachman was sudden
ly ushered into the room, with a message
from his master, that chilled Mrs. Preston
to the heart.
-Dying ? Helen Astor dying !" Lucre
tia's lips were white, and her teeth chat
tered, as she repeated the nian's words.
She glided swiftly to her husband's side,
and laid her warm hand on his looking up
into his face, beseechingly.
"0, Charley they are about to be sepa
rated forever," she whispered; while Char
ley drew her closer to his side, as he re
quested the man to tell him what had hap
pened. Mrs. Astor, the man explained,
had gone to a ball, with a married gentle-
man friend, sorely against the master's
wishes. The horses ran away—overturn
ed the carriage, killing the gentleman, and
it was thought, fatally injuring Mrs. As
tor.
"Poor misguided creature !" was Mr.
Preston's only comment. "A home left
desolate, through that woman's wicked
wiles. Come!" looking at his wife, who
stood like one stunned : "Get your wraps.
The carriage is at the door, is it not Pat.
rick ?"
The coachman nodded, and backed out
of the lovely blue and gold room, with eyes
distended ; and after a few moments delay
Mr. and Mrs. Preston followed him, and
were soon in the chamber of the woman,
who lay, propped up by pillows, in a great
white bed, a ghastly horror on her white
face, and in her glittering eyes. Her hus
band, a sad faced man, with two curly
headed children clinging to his hand, and
the family physician, were the only persons
in the room.
"Lucretia I" whispered Mrs. Astor, as
Mrs. Preston came forward on her hus
band's arm, "I'm dying. God has punished
me at last. I told you a falsehood—a cruel,
malicious lie—when I said Charley gave
me that picture."
4-1 e 4
44 ,i 1 .
"0, how could you—we quarreled about
it," cried Lucretia, the tears rolling down
her white cheeks .
.‘llow could I ? Why the devil helped
me, child. I envied you—l wanted you to
be wicked and miserable like myself. I
bought it, and knew it would make mis
chief between you." Her voice sank low
er, and she closed her eyes.
"I'm sorry," she went on again -For
give me ; I have led such a terrible lite—
fashion, folly, sin—has been my ruin. I've
broken his heart, too—my dear, patient
husband."
She looked pitifully at her husband. In
this last hour when her gay butterfly exist
ence was about to end in the gloom of
eternal de'pair, she felt the need of his
loving care and counsel. All her past life
rose up befure her like a horrid nightmare.
"0," she cried out in mortal as
"can nothing save me ! I have been such
a'thoughtless wife—such a loveless moth
er„
"Live :" said Charley Preston in a deep
impressive voice. "and we will help you to
lead a better life."
"Too late—too late," she moaned," Good
bye now, and leave Ina with Henry. and
my children. I n2ver knew their va!ue,
until now."
Mrs. Preston kissed the pallid Lee,
Charley took one last sorrowful look at the
wretched woman, and they left the room,
accompanied by the physician, who decla
red she could not live an hour.
The husband and wife. who had drifted
asunder, were together at last. What was
said, no one ever knew ; but she fell asleep
on his arm, and awoke to life—a blessed,
earnest, loving life—and so well and brave
ly did she battle with her sins that had
blighted her earlier years, that she became
a wife, fatuous for her gentleness a,.1 r u
rity.
As fur Lucretia Preston, it is needless
to say, she never doubted her husband's
love or truth again ; for her first quarrel
was her last, and no shadow of anp.: ever
marred the lovely face again.
citicet
Let Your Neighbor Alone
No p.'ople ;.re such a th.•r ugh !nee
as wl.o arc perpetuAy nieddiing
with tirc busihess s' their w ii,
are always on the alert f.r anything
piciou , —alwap ready to believe the worst
of everybody . y Header if y.'.o 1).2!0 - in, t
that unfortu, , ate clasi, WC i.•ty you. .13
it is impossible that you can find out any
thing that is going on in your vicinity,
you must be in a state of continual torture.
A prying mind neels food, and without it
suffers Then try to conquer the unhappy
peculiarity. What is it to you if your
neighbor does bring home a brown paper
package and a covered basket ? YOu will
live just as long if you never know what
they contain. It is none of your business.
And if your flighty neighbor, Mrs. Light
foot, indulges herself in a new bonnet
while her devoted husband wears patched
boots, you need not fret about it; be is the
only sueffrer, not you. No need of ma
king a hue and cry over her supposed ex
travagance. The money did not come out
of your pocket, and consequently it is none
of your business. What if the minister
does call on Ann Smith twice a week ?
Why exercise your brain about it ? Let
him court away. Suppose she has an aw
ful temper, and powders her face, as you
says she does—her temper will not trouble
you. Mind you own concerns. What
difference does it make to you if bold Maria
"cut" modest Mary ? You need not tor
ture Mary by long stories of what you
heard concerning the matter. •'I thought
I would tell you, my dear. I speak for
your good. Somebody should put you on
your guard against that treacherous girl."
As a natural consequence, modest Mary,
her womanly pride aroused, shrinks into
the back ground, leaving the field open to
her victorious rival. So you crush a good
girl's heart because you will not mind
your own business. What if they do have
three pairs of stockings over at 'Squire
Hills ? Haven't they a right to ? As
long as you don't do the washing, it need
not trouble you at all. What right have
you to watch their clothes line ? Employ
your time better. It may be true that
dashing Mrs. Gay signals to young Dr.
Wilde from her back windows. But who
gave you the privilege of watching a lady
in her own home, where, if any place, her
privacy should be sacred ? Her disgrace
is nothing to you ; it is none of your busi
ness. If we had our way, meddlers should
be published like any other offenders
against the rights of others.
The Duty of a Woman to be a Lady.
Wildness is a thing which girls cannot
afford. Delicacy is a thing which cannot
be lost and found. No art can restore
the grape its bloom. Familiarity without
love, without confidence, with,ut regard,
is destructive to all that males woman tx•
tilting and ennobliii4.
'The world is wile, these th 1 are sin
They way be nuthing, but they am al.
Nothini , ' ? It is the first duty ~; a
woman to b , a lady. (;‘, .1 brce.linz is
good sense. Bid w,,man is
immorality. Awkwardness may t.:
in
eradicable. Bashfulness is coustituti
Ignorance of etiquette is the result of cir
cumstances. All can be condoned. and do
not banish man or woman from the ainuni
ties of this kind. But sell' possessed. no
shrinking and aggressive coarseness of de
meanor may be reckoned as a State prison
offense, and certainly merits that mild form
of restraint called imprisonment for life.
It is a shame for women to be lectured on
their manners. It is a bitter shame that
they need it. It is they to whom all mooted
points should be referred. To be a lady
is more than to be a prince. A lady is
always in her right inalienably worthy of
respect. To a lady, prince and peasant
alike bow. Do not be restrained. Do
not have impulses that need restraint.—
Do not wish to dance with the prince un
sought; feel differently. Be sure that you
confer an honor. Carry yourself so loftily
that men shall look up to you for reward,
not at you in rebuke. The natural senti
ment of man towards woman is reverence.
He loses a large means of grace when he
is obliged to account her a being to be
trained into propriety. A man's ideal is
not wounded when a woman fails in worldly
wisdom ; but if in grace, in tact, in senti
ment, in delicacy, in kindness, she should
be found wanting, he receives an inward
hurt.—Gail Hamilton.
'HEN a young man's salary will not
permit him to wear a 30-cent cameo head
of some old pagan god or other at the fo
cus of his full front save-washing-bill-neck
ties, then the times may be characterized
as impenetrably dense.
The Shadow in the Valley.
Up and down that valley through which
Custer made his last charge—along that
creek where so many of Reno'. nes fill
dead from their frantic and "trigging
horses—in the thickets sod along tM rar
vines, a shadow lurks day and ask. Thr
last scalp had hardly been torn Iran the
bead of the cavalryman who had crept in
to the tail grass to die, when this illation
skulked into that valley of death and bey-'
gan dealing oat retribution.
The chief, Dull Knife, bad mach to any
about it the other week, when be surren
dered. He spoke in whispers when be re
ferred to it and be looked suddenly around
and was fearful that it sae softly nesting
upon him to stab him in the bock.
Crazy 11.)rseS men had nothing to soy
ah.;ut it when they surrendered and when
white men asked them who or what the
shadow was, they shook their beide and
whispered :
.-We killed 'em all, but yet then is Nis
left It is a white man. There is Meek.
on his face and clothing. He earrings se.
bre and two revolvers, and the nibs wind
blows his long yellow curls over bin diosid
ers. It is a spirit seat by the Grant Nan
itoi to watch over the graves of the white
soldiers
White men have seen the shados. Hews
ers. trappers. and scouts who have busk
their camp free Bear that raDey, Won.
which the big loonotaia welt skulks and
prowls all night long, have felt the paw
ence of the nsysterions shadow, or lesie
seen it. They hare fed frees their Wash
et3 at its soft step. aad they ban find at
it when only ten feet away, and vet sees is
glide off unharmed_
- It IS not a shadow of s e nti m ent, het
being which demos& veneawee £,r the
awful botrhery of that little bowl of be
me,,--for the tw) brave brushers wb
grouped therwelves unwed the nehie Caw
ter and f•-nr.;ht to the death. each owe
if
ing within anus length of bits who fowl*
fiercest ind lon'7evt. Whea the seldisew
,v.-. 1 not nf the Talley, leaving , near three
iiiin•iresl =rare+ behind them. the wolves
rn,4!ee , l fr..in em.,a awl ravine and .l-n.
1.) $1!;: up the fre-h eartbfand re- wed on the
brave The .h.•. 1 ,w wa+ there before
sir m, a ~, l izary. ruy.rerinits and vivlant
thns- ,rrel monads It
,;;.r:inie I an.; -_:•-sturel at the seree
ti: , 'd ur.on tiwni with rifle and rew , .lver.
and saileL :6:13 w Its a bright keen is
bred. 'rue wit;re.4 ran here anjt th e re. from
t gnash:hz their teeth in an
gt:r. but the ,h &do* parlu t oci. Th e y
fort Led in groups in the cuiduipebt dark
and waited for the 3hadow to tire oar,
asie. - .p n. away. but it paced op and
dw.vo ~ver the grry t 4. rt . ILin an.' un-
w-aried, and daylight came to hurry the
beasts to their lairs until another
night. Limiters and scouts have bees
there to see the sentinel beat over
graves—seen it in the light of noonday,
when Dien could not be mistaken. It is $
well beaten path, whisl4 runs from Bran
to grave, curving and winding to take in
every one, and now and then it wines sines
enough to the creek for the wasp senti
nel to hear the babbling of the waters.
Scouts say it is a path beaten by balsas
feet. The red chiefs say that a shadow or
a spirit could done remain then is that
lonely spot. having only the company of
the wild beasts and the graves of butcher
ed men.
Once, when Dull Knife sad a trusty few
were scouting to learn the w'lereaboate of
their white foes, they encaniticd is the val
ley for the night Tim shadow stok meow
them as they slept, and when a fares
scream aroused the band from clamber ire
of the red men had been murdered—each
bronzed throat slashed acmes with a bees
knife_ The shadow stood a little ways of
and jeered the living, who huddled to
gether like frightened children. Wles
they fled for their live* it pursued them
with drawn sabre, and the chief has a sear
on the shoulder to prove that be was streak
by the blade. Next day, when a fell lomed
of Indians marched into the valley weave
the mystery and secure revenge, they sou
no living thing The bodies of that dead
warriors were cut and hacked sad gashed.
Five of the poor cavalrymen whose braise
had been beaten out and limbs dismember
ed had been avenged.
Before the crown of a single grave bad
sunk down, Crazy Horse started to ems
the valley at midnight with his lodges.
The shadow coo fronted his bead and mock
ed them, and as the red apes berried slaw
in the darkness, vividly recalling the mad
charge of the cavalry and the AGM des
peration ed . the surprised villagers, the
strange shadow skulked along with the
column and fired shot after shot into the
band. They fired at it, and pushed oat to
capture it, but the shielow disappeared as
shadows do. Two %pie's. a child or two.
an old man and two warriors fell by the
bu:lets whi.-h tho 4had..w tired. F rom th a t
time the red ini.n avoided the varlev as
ut.:ll i tip) hirs_444
w,mltl ne,t cr.,. it dirt it. -v.ti at hi:it
when Ow +11)-iiine boat ttp.to
4.ga th, x st,-r4 •„1 the
erce
it . I hi. -11:1s1 rZ I‘3,
n•►l be:at p►th+. isqr ;an i ch
."It thr.mitA 311 , 1 fire ilea;
an i ¶'!. if it 14 m►t a +hs.4►w. h•►w 4.' 1 it
live ? it erizr hunter, be-
mind drank in the *tory of the aw
ful tua.--ieri! and cin.r..ived thi4 wild plea
of venceanee ? l'erhace oPie of that little
hand of cavalrymen pi-a-aped death in gnome
strange way an I recovered his itrenzit
he wandered about among rocks and Tel
anii bilk—recovering strength of hull*
but not of reamm. Believing bienelf call
ed upon to avenge his comrade*, he larks
in the valley. living like the wild besets
around him and missing no chance to
strike a blow.
It is not a month since two army mats
crossed the lonely haunt, and baked bog
enough to see that the graves had set hoes
disturbed. They saw the pea of tie saw
tinel leading from grate to grate. They
saw the skelet , ns of the red mes Asia by
the shadow. They were leasing doe eel.
ley when their can were greeted by a
mocking laugh, and from a bask of rook
gram and dry weeds a quarter of a mils
away, they saw the shadow heekowiag toes
to come forward. The shadow oessod to
be a tnan—a gaunt, long-haired henna be
ing, dressed in rags, which had =se be..
an army uniform. It held up is the air
and shook at them a carbine sod a sobre,
and when they galloped sway. it mot a
leaden ball whistling pit their heads.—N.
Y. Sun.
THIS iS about the time of year that Eve
used to examine the foliage of irissess
and pick out the prettiest far hat neer
spring drew. She never relied epee the
fashion magazines for her Apo, bee jai
cut the draw bias or gored se bee simple
fancy dictated.
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mod bomb nays. vb. *rive to pa amolltiat
far ostliagt. T. be Woos is is be s fist. The
piste is Clod sitb espiiirity awl porsility. The
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was remorboibier. noir sebssie woe MIMS
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easil pumplor awl eai whys. _ _ _
gleeritsi se the eid hosielur iris as%
bete eats seal peso essibiesee.
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doe% wish they were Oasis
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