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A MODERN PHARAOH.
How the Egyptian Khedive Lives and
Eules Over His People.
AN AUDIENCE AT THE PALACE,
In Which llnch is Learned of How Things
Go on the .Nile's Banks.
A MODEL MAN AND HIS MODEL WIFE
TOOK A STXTT COBBESrONDEIfT.l
AIRO. Egypt, June
10 I have just re
turned from a long
audience with the
Khedive .of Egypt.
Khedive is a Persian
Arabic word,meaning
kins, and Mohammed
Tewfik occupies much
the same position now
as the Pharoahs did
in the days of Hoses
and Joseph. It is true that he is in a
measure the vassal of the Sultan, to whom
be pays a tribute of about $3,750,000 a year,
and that he has several European advisors
who keep sharp watch over the revenues of
his kingdom to see that a great part of them
go to pay the interest on the debts which
his predecessors and his Government have
contracted, and which are held by the bank
ers of Europe. But he is, nevertheless, the
KingofEgypt, and, as kings go to-day, he
has more power than most of themonarchs
of Europe. His residence in Cairo is a
grand palace with hundreds of rooms filled
with magnificent furniture. Ho drives
about the city with soldiers carrying swords,
riding prancing horses in front ot his car
riage and with a 6core of cavalry following
behind. His personal expenses are limited
to $200,000 a year, and he has several pal
aces outside of the one he occupies in Cairo.
One of these is the Baseltin palace, which
He Hamet Ali built on the sea shore near
Alexandria, another is at Helonan, in Up
per Egypt, and a third is Koubeh, the
Khedive's country seat jnst outside of
Cairo, near the site of the old city of the
sun, where Plato taught philosophy and
Herodotus studied history.
CALLING ON THE KHEDIVE.
The Khedive's present residebce is the
Abden Palace, in the heart of Cairo. And
it was here that I met His Highness this
morning. The interview had been arranged
by the American Consul Genera), Colonel
Card well, and the Consul General and my
self left the consulate at a little after 10.
in the consular carriage. The dragoman of
the Legation, a bright-eyed Syrian, in the
most gorgeous of Turkish clothes of brown
covered with gold embroidery, and with a
great sword shaped like a cymeter, clank
ing at his side, opened the carriage door for
us and took his seat bv the coachman. The
Arabian Jehu cracked his whip and away
he went through the narrow streets of Cairo.
"We drove by the modern European mansions
of the rich Greeks, past the palaces of Egyp
tian princes, from which the sweet smell of
tneorauge flowers came ana over which
whispered broad spreading palms. We
then n ent through a business street of Cairo,
amid droves of donkeys, through a caravan
of camels, by veiled women clad in black
and looking like balloons upon donkeys, in
front of the palace in which Ismail Pasha
had his harem when he was Khedive, and
in which I doubt not the present Khedive
played as a boy when his lather was on the
throne, and on'into a great square ot many
acres, on the right of which were vast bar
racks filled with Arab troops in blue uni
iorms and fez caps, and in the midst of
which a regiment of Egyptian troops were
going through a gymnastic drill and per
forming the motions as well to-day as thev
did at the time when our American General
Stone was their commander, and when Gen
eral Grant reviewed them and said that
they seemed to be good soldiers lor every
thing except fighting.
A GORGEOUS PALACE.
At the end of this great square, in the
form of a horseshoe, is the Abden palace. It
is a vast building of two stories, ot brown
stucco, with many windows and a graud en
trance way in the center. At the door of the
palace stood two pompous soldiers with
great swords in their hands. They were
clad in a Turkish costume with embroidered
jackets of blue and gold and with full zou
ave trousers of blue broadcloth. Upon
their heads were turbans, and the faces that
showed out under these were such that they
made me think of the troops that conquered
this oriental world in the days of the
prophet Mohammet. Passing up the mas
sive step the palace door was opened by
an Arab clad in Eurooean clothes
and wearing the red iez cap, which
the Egyptian never takes off in
house or out. "We entered a grand entrance
hall, floored with marble mosaic, the walls
of which were finished in cream and gold.
In front of us a staircase so wide that two
wagon loads of hay could be drawn up it
without touching, lead by easy flights to
the second floor, and at the right and the
left were the reception rooms for visitors
and halls leading to the apartments reserved
for the chamberlains, masters of ceremonies
and other officers of the King's household.
We chatted a moment with one or two of
the Khedive's Cabinet Ministers, who were
just passing out after a council with His
Highness, and then moved on up the stairs.
In one of the drawing rooms on the second
floor we were met by another Egyptian of
ficial in black clothes and red fez cap and
by him were conducted to a reception room,
the door of which stood open and wire mo
tioned to enter.
BOVALTY PLAINLT ARRAYED.
In the center of this room, which was not
larger than a good sized American parlor,
all alone stood a man of about 36 years of
age. He was dressed in a black broadcloth
coat which buttoned close up at the neck
like that of a preacher. Lavender panta
loons show out below this fitting well down
over a pair of gaiter-like pumps and on the
top of his rather handsome head was a fez
cap of dark red with a black silk tassel ex
tending Ironi the center of the crown and
falling down behind. The costume of this
man, barring the fez, might have been that
of an American, and his Circassian cream
colored complexion was such that he would
have passed unnoticed in a crowd in New
York. This man was the Khedive of
Egypt. He is, I judge, about 5 feet 6
inches in height and he does not weigh more
than ICO pounds. He is rather fleshy than
thin. His frame being well rounded, his
head large, and his features clean cut. He
has a nose slightly inclined to the Roman.
His forehead is hiirh and the dark hrnn-n
eyes which shine out fiom under it change
from the crave to the smiling during
his conversation. He is plain and
simple in both his habits and
dress. He shook Colonel Cardwell's hand
cordially as he entered, and upon the Con
sul General presenting me as an American
citizen he extended his hand to me and told
me he was glad to see me, and was glad to
have Americans come to Cairo. He then
walked across the room to a divan and mo
tioned me to a seat at his left as he sat down,
(putting one of his legs up under him and
hanging the other foot on the floor. There
was an absence of pomp or snobbishness,
and though dignified he had not half the
airs of the average 'backwoods members ot
our House of Representatives at Washing
ton. As he seated himself his black coat
opened, and I noted the contrast between
his ccstume and that of the gorgeous rajahs
whom I met in India. His only jewelrv
consisted of a sei of gold studs 'the size of
the smallest of peas and a watch chain of
tbin links of gold. He wore a black neck
tie bow in his white turnover colltr, such as
you buy on lower Broadway for 25 cents,
and his cuffs, though scrupulously clean,
had not the polish of the American Chinese
laundry.
THE KHEDIVE'S EETORMS.
The Khedive of Egypt is a good French
scholar and he has learned to speak En
glish within the past fevr years. Our talk
was carried on in English and His Highness
chatted freely, now and then breaking out
in a chuckling langh as something amusing
entered into the talk, and again growing
so"ber and impressive as he discussed the
more sober problems of his reign. In speak
ing of his Hie as Khedive, he said:
"I am told that maty people envy me my
position. They say that I am a young man
and that my lot must be a pleasant one.
They do not understand the troubles that
surround me. Hany a time I wonld have
been glad to have laid down all of the
honors I have for rest and peace. Hy 10
years of reign hae been equal to 40 years
of work and of worry. If life were a matter
oi pleasure I would be a fool to remain on
the throne. I believe, however, that God
put man on the world for a purpose other
than this. Duty, not pleasure, is the chief
end of man. I do the best I can for my
country and my people, and I feel the hap
piest when I do the most work and when
my work is the hardest"
The talk then turned upon the condition
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The Khedive of Egypt.
of Egypt and its future, but as to this the
King was reticent. Hespokeproudfyofthe
reforms which he had inaugurated in gov
ernment, and of the fact that now, though
the taxes were heavr. everv peasant knew
just what his taxes were to be, and that they
were honestly collected. He spoke of the
improvements of the courts and said that
the Pasha and the fellahin now stood on the
same footing before the law. "When I
came to the throne," said be, "the people
were surprised that I put the prince on the
same footing as other people before the
courts. Now, thank God, there is no differ
ence in justice. The prince and the fellah
are the same in our courts and the former
may be punished like the latter."
HE EOLLOTVS THE KOEAX.
Coffee and cigarettes were at this point
bronght-in by the servants oCthe palace.
The coffee was a la Torque. -Itwas served
in little china cups in holdexstrf gold filli
gree. shaped like an egg cup and each cup
held about three tablespoonfuls of rich,
black coffee as thick as chocolate and as
sweet as molasses. There were no saucers
nor spoons and I tried in my drinking to
follow the Khedive. I took the holder in
my fist and gulped down half the'eontents
of the cup at a swallow. It was as hot as
liquid fire. I could feel the top of my
mouth rising in a blister, the tears came
into my eyes and my stomach felt as though
it had taken an internal Turkish bath. It
was lucky that at this, moment, the Khedive
had just addressed a remark to Consul
General Card well, who sat on thtother side
of him, and he did not notice my emotion.
He took the boiling mixture without wink
ing and went on talking as though his
throat was used to liquid fire. I was sur
prised to see him refuse the cigarette and I
asked him it he did not smoke. He replied:
A Lady of the J'alaee.
"No! I neither smoke nor drink. I do
not drink on two grounds. I believe man
is better off without it, and what is of more
moment to me, it is against the laws of life
as laid down in the Koran. We do not be
lieve it right to drink nnything intoxicating,
and good Mussulmans drink neither wine
nor liquor. I believe that every man should
be faithful to the religion which he pro
fesses. My faith is that of Islam, and I try
to follow it as well as I can. I am not illib
eral in it. however, and I tolerate all re
ligions and all sects in my kingdom. We
have Copts, Jews and Christians, and your
missionaries are at work in the land. They
make very few conversions, if any, among
the people of my faith, but they have schools
in upper Egypt that are doing much in the
way of education. You ask me as to my at
tendance upon the Hosque. Yes, I goregu
larly, and it was a surprise to the people of
the court when 1 attended the Hosque im
mediately after my accession."
A HAPPY FAMILY.
Colonel Cardwell here spoke of the Khe
dive's knowledge of the Koran and cited
the fact that his majesty knows the whole
book by h;art,and that he can commence at
any point and recite it from one end to the
other. Toe Khedive stands well with his
people, aid leading men in Cairo tell me
he would do much for Egypt if he were not
hampered by foreign intervention? He
gave up a number ot his palaces a year or
so ago, and be is, for a king, most econom
ical. He has, as far as I can learn, no ex
travagant habits and no vices, and he lives
withinthe half million dollars a year,
whica is known as his civil list Had other
khedives of the past been equally careful,
Egypt would be a rich country to-day in
stead of a mortgaged one. He is a man of
strong domestic tastes, and though a Ho
hammedan and an Oriental king, he is the
husband of but one wife, and he is as true to
her as the most chaste American. A friend of
his gavfe me to-night a talk he recently had
witn ui
upon this subject in which the I
Khedive expressed himself strongly in
favor of monogamy: "I saw," said he, "in
my father's harem, the disadvantages of a
plurality of wives .and of having children
by different wives, and I decided before I
came to manhood that I would marry but
one woman and would be true to her. I
have done so and I have had no reason to
regret it"
These words of the Khedive are verified
by his wife. Prom what I can learn his
family life is a happy one. He is much in
love with bis wife, and the Khedivieh is
said to be one of the brightest women of
Egypt A lady friend of hers, who visits
often at the royal harem, tells me that this
Queen of Egypt is both beautiful and ac
complished. LIFE OP THE KHEDIVIEir.
She gives receptions to ladies at her pal
ace every Saturday. She speaks French
very well, and she uses this language in her
intercourse with foreignhers. She is as
sensible in her ways as her husband, and a
few days ago at one of her little receptions
at her country seat near Cairo one of the
visitors expre sed a desire to see the ostrich
farm, which is near there. The Queen then
proposed that the whole party go over and
visit it, and this they did, walking through
the fields and along the road the whole dis
tance. I cite this merely as an instance of
the nnostentation which she usually shows.
It must not be supposed, however, that she
does not live like a Queen. She has her
harem or women servants by scores. She is
accompanied whenever she goes out to ride
or drive by some of her numerous eunuchst
and she keeps up abig establishment sepa
rate from that ot the King. When she sits
down to dinner or breakfast it is not with
the King, but with her own ladies. The
King eats with his officers, according to
Mohammedan etiquette, and his apart
ments or the salumlik are separate from
hers. Both she and her husband have done
much to break down the rigidity ot Moham
medan social customs. Thetr Jove for each
other and the example of the Khedive in
having but one wife, Consul General Card
well tells me, is catching, and many of the
other noble Arab gentlemen are following
it The Khedive takes his wife with him
wherever he goes. She does not usually
travel on the same train nor, if so, in the
same car. She has stuck to the Khedive
through the stormiest times of the reign, and
dunng the last war she refused to go on the
English gdnboats when invited to do so for
safety. She is close in the councils of her
husband, I am told, and it is said that he
has great confidence in her judgment
Both the Khedive and the Khedivieh are
wrapped np in their children, and I am told
that thev intend to allow one of their sons
to take a trip to America at no very distant
day. They have two boys and two girls.
The boys are Abbas, who will be 15 years
old in July, and Mehemet Ali, who is two
years younger. These boys are now at
school in Berlin. They speak French, En
glish, German and Arabic, and they are, I
am told, very bright The girls are rather
pretty cream-complexioned young maidens
of 8 and 10, who are as much like American
girls as they can be, considering their sur
roundings. They wear European clothes,
and may oe seen aiongtne seasnore at Alex
andria, walking together and swinging their
hats in their hands like our little girls at
Long Branch or Asbury Park. They have
European governesses and talk French
quite well. Fbank G. Cabpenteb.
A PANTHE1J BTOEI.
An Old Besldent of RevnoldsTllle Tells of a
Punxminwncy Sinn's Struggle.
Pnnxsut&wner Spirit J
"Did you ever hear of John Potter's bat
tle with the panther?" asked an old citizen
of Eeynoldsville of a reporter.
"We never had.
"Well, John Potter came to this country
along about 1834, and settled on the hanks
of the Sandy Lick, on what is now known
as the Gray farm. John was a large, sinewy
man, with any amount of courage. One day
in the early spring, while the ground was
still white with snow, John and his wife,
and dog started to walk to Pnnxsntawney.
They had traveled only about two miles
when a pile of snow beside the road at
tracted John's attention. Going up to it
and kicking it a little he discovered a dead
deer bnried .beneath it, and just then a
large panther, which had no doubt killed
the deer and covered it with snow, sprang
from be hind a los and ran up an adjacent
tree. John told Nancy, his wife, to hasten
back and get the gun, while he andthe dog
stood guard under the tree. She did so,
hut scarcely had she gotten out of sight
when the panther began to exhibit strong
symptoms ' of restlessness. It eyed the
dog and snarled Bavagely. Potter had no
weapon but a jackknife, and he had some
anxiety to see that panther remain where it
was until Nancy returned with the eun.
But thepanther did not like hisquarters,atid,
with a tremendous spring, bounded from
the tree and immediately attacked the dog,
which, with true canine courage, gave the
beast the very best he had in the house; and,
being a large and active mastiff, he made it
so warm for the animal that it retreated
back up the tree. But the dog had the worst
of the battle. He was torn and bleeding,
but still stood his ground with magnificent
heroism ana was furious for the fray. In
the meantime Potter had cut a hickory
club with his jackknife and wy prepared
to defend the dog. He had not long to wait
Again the huge beast sprang from the tree
and began a life and death struggle with the
dog, who was greatly inferior to it both in
strength and activity.
But while the fierce fight between the
panther and the dog was progressing, Potter
rushed in with his club and belabored the
animal over the head with all his might,
and soon succeeded in crushing its skull,
when it keeled over and yielded np the
ghost Then John sat him down upon its
lifeless carcass and waited for Nancy. The
dog was thought to be finished. He was
unable to walk, and the noble brute was
left to die in silence on tbe field of battle,
but to the surprise of his friends he came
home two weeks afterward a thoroughly
emanciatea out convalescent aog. xne
panther measured nine feet from the nose to
the tip of the tail."
An Orercrowded Profession.
Mnnsey'i Weekly.'.
Fannie Father, Mr. Bond proposed to
me last night
Father What is his business?
Fannie He's a broker.
Father What kind of a broker?
Bobby He's a dead oroker.
Something Appropriate.
Nugent Spancc Well, madam, there is
nothing so appropriate for an innocent child
as white, pure whitel
Hrs. Fauntleroy Well, I'll look at some
white suits. Are they on this counter ?
Mr. Snance Nn. ma'am! lhiti nm fav-
'kevieis' jackets. This way, please! Puck.
PITTSBURG, SUNDAY, JULY 14, 1889.
CHARMING NEWPORT.
A Luxurious and Elegant Watering
Place for Millionaires.
BELLES BEVELING IN THE SURF.
A Society Girl's Vivid Description of Polo
as it is Flayed,
THE HOOSIEE'S OBJECTION TO NEWPORT
COBnxsroxDxxcx or th pispatCh.1
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xVTlrulY 12. The lux
urious cairn wnicn
hangs over New
port immediately
oonvinoes the
strange visitor that
he has been ush
ered into some-
A ent from the usual
yd flash - and - flutter
watering place. It
is a strictly elegant
. ysity, with its de-
2 Sights, habits and
"'-'passions very gen
erally screened by beautiful hedge-rows and
impenetrable foliage. Excitements there
surely are beneath that placid front, but
the eyes of the multitude are forbidden to
Turn Etcell Huntsmen.
view them, and so the casual caller at New
port often votes the place exceedingly dull.
Well, there is more than one way to kill
a cat, and there are several ways of seeing
Newport precisely as it is. If you are "one
of us," you go there and share in the joys
and betray no secrets. If you are a sports
man you can put on your leggings and
tweed coat, and knock over all the part
ridges you can carry, in someone's well
stocked woods. If you area bather, you
can get good cold surf and lovely compan
ions to swim with. If you don't go in for
water well, they tell me there is nothing
else to drink here, but if yqu will follow me
down this quiet hallway, I will introduce
you to a gentleman in a white jacket who
will prove to you that there are more things
in heaven and Bhode Island than is
pumped out of a well. If you are a hunts
man, there is no place on earth where you
can do your shooting in better form, if only
you take example of the swells, in their
gunnery jackets and knee-short trousers.
OPPBESSIVE EXCLTJSrVENESS.
There is an atmosphere of wealth in the
place which distresses provincial Inngs. In
the hotels you find families of uncertain
people who are here to see things, and are
plainly wondering if they are being mis
taken for legitimate members of the re
fulgent society. They are so careful of be
having correctly that it must be bliss for
them to get into the seclusion of their rooms
occasionally and unbend. They do not sup
ple up even to eat, but sit rigidly and glare
at the viands as they are set before them. I
heard a man, who looked as though he
might be from the central part of Indiana,
and who seemed bent upon doing tbe right
thing regardless of expense, order a bottle
of wine at dinner yesterday. "Best ye got,
now, best ye got," he called to the waiter.
When he was informed that no wine could
be served, he said: "No wine? Well, I
reckon yernot so dnmed high-toned here as
yer pertend to make oat Why, I kin git
any sort o wine I prefer up to any the
lake places, an' they don't say they're in
the same list with Newport."
This queen of summer cities is certainly a
golden enigma. Who are the lairies and
knights living in these seclnded castles, and
what do they do to pass the time away? It
is difficult to understand that they are only
men and women, fnll of the frailties, dis
turbances, and emotions that are found in
uncouther districts. When you catch a
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A N'eieport Maiden.
glimpse of a divine girl straying afar off
through an archway ot trees It seems as
though she must surely be free from gnile
and contamination; that she is
A BEAUTIFUL BPJBIT
existing in a fairer world than ours. And
yet when von come to talk with her she is
only a girl; and let me whisper to you
often as frivolous as anything 'you can
imagine. Ob, vest These angelic creatures
perfect enough if left unadorned, yet with
their loveliness accentuated so by sublime
draperies as to impress you with the belief
that not enough worldliness is left to make
them approachable they are flesh and blood
women, with all the feminine witcheries
made doubly dangerons by this ontward dis
play of finery.
We shall never find' the man who can
withstand the innumerable charms of tbe
thoroughbred Newport maiden. She is a
perfect palace of sweetness and li?ht In
order to see her you must be alert and in
formed. At one hour you shall discover
her and her friends arranged in bouquets
all aound what is called ''The Horseshoe"
in the Casino. She sits there in lofty
silence, drinking in the dreamy refrain of a
hidden orchestra, and consuming a creme
de menthe very often at the same time, do
ing the first as flowers drink the morning
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air, and the latter as humming birds draw
honey from morning glories. Again yon
v ill find her tiptoeing down from her bath
house to the sea, clad in clinging flannel,
her graceful limbs swathed in bright silk
stockings and the gentle curves of her fig
ure nngirt and eloquent
WEWPOBT BATHING.
She is a dainty and fascinating bather.
Instead of splashing fiercely in, as her
cousin over at Narragansett does, she is in
the habit of taking about 15 minutes in get
ting out as deep as her knees, and when the
swells float up to her, she stands with flut
tering arms and heaving breast, just like a
little bird. After a lone time of doabt, she
makes a decision. She watches for a small,
peaceful wave, and when she finds a very
gentle one she turns half round and waits
FroXictome Little Millionaire!.
for it. Then she elves a tiny scream and-
trots out of the water, when she is met by
her maid, who envelopes her in a long
robe, and the two go up over the beach
shattering in French together. In contrast
with this prim sort of propriety in the surf,
it would be almost a joy to see tbe boldness
of Coney Island or Bar Harbor bathing.
At all events, it is agreeable to find that
the children are free and frolicsome in the
surf, and that the young offspring of mil
lionaires are left ft) the care of a common,
everyday old bathmaster for safety, while
no restraint is placed on their shore gam
bols. Twice a week you will see therown-up
Newport enchantress reclining in regal
state among the cushions of her carriage,
lazily gazing from beneath her long lashes
at the cyclonic game of polo, and listening
to the conversation of her highly-groomed
men friends who go lounging about from
oue carriage to another, leaning languidly
against a wheel, and paying the same com
pliments to each girl in turn. Don't im
agine but what many of these superior
young women are entirely sensible, and that
tbey are as ready to ridicule their own cus
toms as outsiders are.
A DE3CBIPTI0K OP POLO.
Out at the polo game last Saturday I
heard the handsomest of them all a su
preme blonde with dreamy brown eyes, and
with a voice that was in Itself a caress as
sure a friend, who stood by her carriage,
that, if it were not for the clever ponies, her
cold-plated brothers would get themselves
killed occasionally.
"Well, I don't exactly understand polo,"
said her friend, who looked like a navy or
army officer on leave. "What is it made
up of, Miss B 1"
"A scamper and a tangle," was the reply.
"There's a rush and a whizz, and then the
men all begin to shout at one another.
'Cawnfaound it Stanley, if you will persist
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An Unpleasant Incident.
in riding right ovaw me, you'll break my
neck, don't ye know.' And again: 'I say,
Raymond, old man. if you will kindly take
your pony's fore feet off ray neck, I'll be
duced obliged to you. I will, bay jawve.'
Then Tommy Hitchcock canters up and
says: 'Only tew minuter and a hawf moah,
fellows!' That is polo."
A SEASIDE INCIDENT.
There are proportionately more fellows to
girls at Newport than at most watering
places, because wealthy idlers are plentier
here. It is the heavy father with business
in .New XorK to care for, who comes here to
sandwich a Sunday between slices of Sat
urday and Henday, while beaux are here
all through the week. Sometimes the old
chap is the husband, instead ot the father,
of a young belle; and in that case, believe
me, she is an interesting creature in his ab
sence. "Let me introduce you to Mr. Smith,"
sweetly said such a wife who had been flirt
ing as a maiden. "This is Hr. Brown."
"Glad to know you," responded the gouty
old Smith, lifting'his hat from his nearly
hairless head, and gazing on the stalwart,
handsome Brown.
"The pleasure is mutual,", said Brown.
"Your most agreeable daughter has"
And then the change from benignity to
color in Smith's face stopped all vivacity,
even in the young woman who had thought
it fun to change, for mildly flirtations pur
poses, from matron to maiden.
To drive along the Cliff road on a spark
ling afternoon is a delight that cannot be
found in many parts of this world. Added
to the natural adornments of the neighbor
hood and the salt freshness of the splendid
sea beneath you, are such palaces as only
princes are supposed to live in, a pageant
of equipages, and av fleeting vision of faces
with their beauty heightened bv every pos
sible device of environment
UAQXmCEXT BUT SLOW.
The houses of the Vanderbilts alone are
marvels of magnificence sufficient to make
Newport extraordinary. There is no other
section of the country where pastoral life is
bedecKed with the grandeur of masonry and
horticulture as it is here. The stone man
sions of perfect architectural taste, the
weeping roadways edged with flawless
A Society Belle's Whim,
lawns whereon grew exotic plants that in
themselves are worth' small fortunes, the
umbrageous woods, the lakes, alHhene things
spread in a continuity of cultivated beauty
as far as your vision will take you, make of
Newport a very wonderland, something to
be seen by all who can secure the oppor
tunity. Kameba,
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A DEAD MAN'S VENGEANCE
By EDGAR
CHAPTEBL
Bbo'ys Gerald Eave
lowsnd Louis Bond
used to play together.
They would perhaps
never have sought one
another's company
had not circumstances
caused them to spend
many boyish summers
n their parents' neighbor
ing estates, not far from
the picturesque shores of
NewBocbelie; for Gerald
was a robust, merry, pink
cheeked Tad, and Louis,
with his sallow face and
great mystic black eyes,
differed from him as tn
ivy leaf differs from a dan
delion. Having once met
and become friends, how
ever, a genuine fondness grew and throve
between their two widely opposite natures.
Gerald Bavelow's mother was a meek-faced
widow, who adored her only child, and
lived in a perpetual state of weak-chested
and neuralgic reret that his late father had
not left him a millionaire. But Gerald's
cheerful mind could see nothing really ca
lamitous in the snug little fortune that had
survived his father's commercial collapse.
They spent four or five months in New
York each year, and their Westchester
home was pleasant if not palatial.
"After all," said Gerald one day, "I be
gin to think, mamma, that money can't al
ways buy us happiness." He looked so
jocundly ignorant of his own platitude that
his mother forgot how threadbare a one it
was. "There are the Bonds," he went on.
"Louts is a nice little ciap when you know
him, but then he gets fits of the blues, as he
calls 'em, and he don't begin to have half as
good a time of it as I do. And just look at
their great big house and their stables, and
their servants, and everything like that?
And then Louis' father? I always think of
a crow when I see Hr. Bond, he's so awful
ly dark and glum."
"He never recovered from his wife's loss,"
said Mrs. Bavelow, a little reprovingly.
"I liever saw her; they bought Shadynhore
after her death. But I've heard that little
Brenda looks a great deal like her dead
mother, and if that is tbe case Hrs. Bond
must have been very beautiful."
"Do you think Brenda Bond's prettv?"
asked Gerald. The idea of her being so had
never occurred to mm, Deiore.
"She's like a little angel!" declared his
mother. "Such hair as hers will always
stay golden it isn't the kind that changes
to nut brown, as that of so many children
does. And then her pure little wild-rose of a
face! Oh, Gerald, I should think you'd be
ever so fond of her already!"
That "already" piqued Gerald by its am
biguity. He did not know exactly whether
it referred to his own youth or that of
Brenda, who was two good years younger
man oimseii. uui pnue Kept mm Ironi In
quiries as to his mother's actual meaning,
while at tbe same time be reflected that he
was privately very fond, indeed, of little
Brenda, and that in more than one gallant
way he had contrived to tell her so.
The thought of her son marrying Brenda
Bond at some future day filled Hrs. Bave
low with ambitious thrills. The Bond for
tune was well known to be six millions if a
dime, and though Louis would perhaps re
ceive the great bulk of the property on his
father's death, still, his sister's share would
doubtless prove a handsome one. But Hrs.
Bavelow was of too hypochondriac a turn
to allow hope the least altitude of flight
Her semi-invalid eyes forever gazed on the
dark side of things, and she saw slight
prospect of a mere ooy-and.girl preference
ever resulting seriously in alter life.
At 16 Gerald went to Harvard, while
Louis, owing to the enfeebled health of his
melancholy father, remained at home under
the care ot tutors. During Gerald's vaca
tions he saw a great deal of both Lonis and
his sister. This had proved one of the few
childish friendships not fated to be shat
tered or dispelled by time. Gerald took no
high stand in his class, and Louis, studying
and reading amid comparative solitude,
wonld sometimes assail him with gentle
ironies,
"I dare say you'd beat us all ont of our
boots if you were at Cambridge," laughed
Gerald one day in his junior year.
"Oh, how I do wish he had gone!" said
Brenda, who chanced to he present, and
who had now become a damsel with hair
like threaded sunshine, figure of arrowy
straightness and cheeks to rival rose petals.
xier oromer looxea at ner witn a little
start; they scarcely seemed as if blood really
allied them, he so dark and grave beside
his blonde, buoyant sister. "Why do you
say that, Brenda?" he queried. '"Do you
mean that you could spare me so easily if I
were off in Massachusetts with Gerald?"
"Ah, no, indeed!" cried Brenda. "But I
think you grow gloomy, Louis, from living
in such complete seclusion."
"I'm gloomy by nature," said Lonis, with
one of his sad little smiles.
"Heaven only knows why you should
be!" exclaimed Gerald, with a glance at
the richly-appointed room wherein they sat
"You've everything to make you jolly as a
cricket," he went on, and now there came a
mellowness into his hazel eyes as he fixed
them on Brenda's face and softly added:
"Including the loveliest sister on the iacs
of the earth."
Brenda blushed, and gave her golden head
a little mutinous toss. She had reached the
feminine age that often resents broad com
pliments as tiresome, and a trifle vulgar be
sides. But if Gerald could have seen, by
some clairvoyant wizardry, how her heart
was fluttering at the thought of such high
praise from his lip he might perhaps have
failed to regret the rather intimate boldness
of what he had just said. Sometimes he
told himself that he rebelled ungraciously
against Brenda's assumption of the grown
up young lady; and again he would feel in
dignant flushes that she should find it in
her heart to alter tjieir old careless relations
by a distance and ceremony which depressed
ana cnuieu.
"Confound it," he once said to Louis,
"Brenda acts as if we'd never sat in the
same swing together and made voyages with I
onr heels up among the birds' nests, not to
speac oi letting tbe old cat die with our
armsquite unnecessarily about one another's
waists."
Lonis smiled. "Oh, don't be annoyed at
Brenda's airs," he returned. "I dare say
all young girls put them on in abundance.
Besides, if she now and then seems distrait
Gerald, it's no doubt because she's worried
at the way onr poor father goes on failing
worse and worse from week to 'week."
The Bonds were now back in their charm
ing country place, and a short time after
they had quitted the town to come thither,
Crawford Bond rapidly sank and died. The
funeral was held in a quiet country church
not far from Shadyshore, though many
prominent New Yorkers came np by train
to attend it Afterward the body was in
terred in a family vault on the Bond estate
a massive granite mausoleum which the
late proprietor had caused to be built soon
after purchasing Shadyshore, and to which
the remains of "his wife had long ago been
consigned.
The funeral threw a terrible gloom over
Lonis. He had loved his father dearly, and
yet Gerald soon saw that the young man's
torpor and sadness were not solely a product
of bereavement Itwas plain that Louis
hardly had enongh will-power to concern
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himself with these immediate tasks which
the administration of hit father's affairs de
manded. Gerald assisted his flagging ener
gies as much as proved possible, and finally
indnced him to take a short summer trip
among the Northern lakes. Brenda was
.deeply gratified by this plan, and gave
Gerald certain thankful words and looks
because of it, that divinely repaid him for
u Bunorances at ner past hauteur.
For a time the spirits of Louis underwent
a change. The weather in Montreal, on
the St Lawrence and on Lake Superior
chanced to be delicious, and there were
hours it not actual days when his compan
ion felt hopeful that the somber cloud had
permanently lined from his sonL Then
the old indifference and dreariness would
take hold of him once more, and at last, by
the time of their return to Shadvshore, it
Gerald Keeps Mis Oath.
became evident that he was really no better
than he had been when they started.
"I am haunted with an idea," he sudden
ly announced to Gerald one evening, as the
two friends were seated together in a mo-
A
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VENGEANCE
nastic, high-wainscoted, book.llned room,
which was the perfection of a library. "It
never leaves me. I have not told it to yon
or to anyone. And yet, yon are, of all peo
ple, the one whom it would seem most close
ly to concern."
Gerald felt a sort of light shiver pass
through his frame. He had long dreaded
lest some insanity might be at the root of
bis friend's peculiar behavior, and now
there seemed in Louis' tone and demeanor,
not positive confirmation of such fears, but
at least the delicate and mysterious proph
ecy of it
"Haunting ideas should be treated with
extreme rudeness," he now said, in a voice
gayer than were his furtive fe&lings.
"When they're morbid, Lou, they should
be insulted up and down, and given the
most inhospitable notice to quit"
Louis shook his head with a low, deep
sigh. Through the open window near
which he sat, glimmered the placid level of
Long Island Sound, bine in the slant after
noon sunshine, as though it had been one
monstrous slab of polished turquoise and
fringed, at its rocky shore, with dark bosks
ot cedar, large-leaved hickories and small
yet stalwart oaks. Lewis let his eyes tra
verse the rolling lawn and then rest on the
exquisite sea view beyond. Presently, in a
musing voice, ne gain:
"You've never told me, once and for all,
whether or not yon believe in the immortali
ty of the soul. Do you?"
'Gerald looked puzzled for an instant
"Yon know it isn t mnch in my line, Lou,
to think at all on those questions," he at
length said. "I'm sure,'' he went on, "it's
my most earnest hope that we're immortal
after death. As for my belief, how
ever "
"You're like me there," broke in Louis,
turning his black eyes upon Gerald with
sudden intentness. "I don't believe; I only
hope. But I'd like to believe; I'd like it
above all other things."
"Is that the haunting idea yon spoke oi?"
asked Gerald.
"Oh, I suppose that's what makes me so
forlornly blue."
"At last von admit tTipra ximolHni.
Louis. Well, all the more reason for yon
to make a stout effort and crnsh down the
devilish nnisance. It hasn't any real exist
ence, anyhow; it's born only of aii unhealthy
fancy. Good heavens! we've all got to die,
and none of us no, not one really knows
what life, ii like at all, waits beyond the
grave."
"I'd like to know if I conld," mnr
mnred Lonis, in a low, stubborn voice.
"If you eould! So would evprvhnrlvi'f
he could."
Louis seemed to take no heed of this
rather sarcastic response. "In a certain
way," he pursued, "yon and I. Gerald, are
peculiarly placed. We both own Mtaten
which we shall probably never part with
during our lifetimes. On either of these
there Is a family vault The chances of one
of us being bnried in each of those vaults
must be excessively strong."
"In the name of everything unearthly,"
said Gerald, as his friend pansed, "what
can you be driving at?"
"Simply this," replied Louis, whose
manner and tones were now as calm as if he
had been passing judgment on some very
ordinary and prosarc question, "It wonld
give me great satisfaction if yon wonld
make a compact with me, and the compact
to which I allude has been one whose most
minute detail I have carefully thought I
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out." He went on speaking for some little
time after this, and as he finally paused
Gerald gave an exclamation of acute, sur
prise. "Will I agree?" rang his word. "Why,
Lou, it's altogether too crazy a kind of
scheme! Just imagine my going alone at
midnight into the vault where you're lying
dead!"
"I somehow haven't been imagining
that." returned Louis, with a quaint little
motion of the head. "I've the fancy, Ger
ald, that I shall survive yon and perhaps
by a number of years. You see, I'm not
specially strong of constitution, yet I live s
quiet life and put no tax upon my forces' of
endurance. You, however, who are as strong
as an ox, pay very little heed to your phys
ical powers. You're like the man who
draws thoughtlessly on a large bank account
and who may wake some morning to find his
check politely returned by the paying teller.
I, on the other hand, am like a man with a
small deposit, yet who treats it in a most
economic spirit, and hence makes no mistake
about the surplus that he might rely upon in
case of any sudden embarrassment"
Gerald gave one of his loud, joyous
laughs, and got np from his chair, going to
a window and staring out of it with both
hands thrust into his pockets.
"I see, Lou," he said, "yon calculate con
fidently on my dving before you do."
"Oh, not confidently. But "
"Yes, I understand. Well, this compact
could be carried out by the survivor, of
course, and in absolute solitude, as you say.
"Yon conld receive from me a key to our
vault, I from you a key-to yours. Say that
I died before you did. On the first night
following my death you could steal to the
vault, unlock it and wait inside with a
lighted candle for the space of three hours,
after having removed the lid of mycoffin so
as to make my face and part of my form
.1mt1v visible. Then you could endeavor
I by every possible effort of will, to receive
I" some sign from me that I was awareof your
vigil. All this, as yon propose it, my boy,
might be perfectly practicable that is, pro
vided I were not lost at sea, bnried abroad,
hanged for murder and afterward claimed
by the physicians, or "
"Oh, now you're laughing at me, struck
in Louis, with a hurt intonation.
"No, I'm not," protested Gerald. "I
merely want to rrnind you that although
such extravaganzas as these en be played
in real life, discovery subjects those con
cerned in them to a good deal of severe
ridicule." l 4 .
But he soon saw that anyattempt at argu -ing
Louis out of his "fad" wonld be wholly
futile. As far as feeling terror or dread of
carrying out such a ghastly compact, Gerald
could regard the prospect of doing so with
entire calmness. Indeed, as au act that
would supposably involve nerve and pluck,
its possible undertaking rather amused him
than otherwise. Still, he would perhaps
have discountenanced the entire project as
both lrivolous and sensational but for s
thought that now came to him, born of his
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loyal friendship. What if he should humor
this whim of Lonis', in the hope that by so
doing the persistent mood of melancholy
might be dissipated?
It was a matter of mortification to him,
several hours later, when he reflected upon
what he had done. The terms of the com-
act into which he had now entered with
lOuis pledged him to absolute secrecy-,
otherwise he might have informed h'is
mother of the strangely acquiescent part
that he had played. To obtain a duplicate
key of the family vault was a more difficult
task for him than for Lonis, since in one
case the master of Shadvshore needed but to
employ a locksmith and' in the other it was
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Louis and Gerald in the Library.
necessary for Gerald to hunt through closets
and odd corners, and always with a sense of
ultimate failure. Bnt suddenly one morn
ing he found the object of his search, and to
make the desired exchange with Lcuis was
thenceforth easy enough.
There were now but a few days left Gerald
before his return to collegn, and during this
time he failed to notice mnch change in his
friend. Perhaps, however, the attention
which he paid Lonis was in a manner mo
lested and thwarted by semi-farewell meet
ings and talks with Brenda. Gerald fonnd
himself perpetually quarrelling with the
girl he had now grown to adore. It some
times seemed to him that Brenda, in the im
perious arrogance of her maidenly beauty,
wonld like him to get down on his knees
and kiss her slender little foot He told
her something of the sort one day, and she
answered him with an insolent quiver of her
long, golden eyelashes, that on the contrary
she would be afraid to forbid his even doing
anything so silly for tear that obstinacy
.might moke him stupidly disobey.
CHAPTER II.
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