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IKE AND HIS MOTHER.
Mrs. Partington .Meditates on the
Gulf Stream's Peculiarities.
ISAAC SCARES THE FOUNT HAH.
A White Bgnall Strikes the Seven Pollies
and Mixes Things.
TAEALTZIKG A POETICAL PASSENGEE.
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and toss, bad Kept the
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but on the third all
. the passengers were
able to tumble up ex
cept Mrs. Partington,
who was still in re
cumbency under care
of the steward, and
Ike. Ike had escaped
the infection and was as smart as a cricket.
Even Captain Davit was better, the jug
having about given out. The first cigar
, put in an appearance, a star of promise to
the lately desponding.
Seven bells had sounded when Sf Betton,
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the mate, came below to summon Mrs. Part
ington to the deck.
"Come auntie," saidhe, "we want yon
above, we've struct the Gulf Stream."
"Did the collusion do any harm?" she
asked.
"Oh no, all right."
""Well, wait till I make myself responsi
ble, and I will come. I shall be rejoiced to
see a stream once moie, for this being tossed
abont so has become monotonous."
She soon appeared on deck, bnt there
was nothing bnt dashing waves all around
her.
"Where is the stream," she asked, having
fancied tnat it must be a stream flowing be
tween green banks bordered with alders,
with alternating openings, revealing grow
ing crops, and trees and flowers beyond,
with singing birds to add to the attraction
of the scene.
"It is, just now, nnder water," said the
funny man, as he placed an inverted egg
box for her to sit on.
Cn yon see it?" said she.
" Tis the sea itself," was the replr.
"Well, I never!" said she, "Here is a
wonderment, to be sure! A stream nnder
water! One would think it would lose its
efficiency. I never would have believed it
if I hadn't seen it. But there are many
strange things in the world that we must
except even against our own conclusiveness.
More might have been said, probably bet
ter; bnt a cry from the cook diverted the at-
Shaking Up the Cook.
tention of all, and the poor fellow was Eeen
held by the teeth of a black horse owned by
the captain, a spirited animal, which had,
from the first maniiested an intense hatred
of the cook, and whose stall was next the
ladder leading up over some bundled hay to
where the cook got his water to cook with.
This time he had attempted to come down
the ladder and was for a moment off his
guard, when the horse grabbed him by his
clothes, shaking him as if he were a rat.
All made a rush for the rescue; bnt the cap
tain, leaping from the harness cask, came in
first, and. seizing a copper speaking trumpet
that rested on brackets in the companion
war, dealt such a blow on the head of the
unoffending necro that it flattened as if it
were sheet lead the trumpet, not the head,
as the head, of his class, is proverbially so
bard as to defy all attacks.
The cook was extricated, and at dinner
(the captain beine absent from relapse
owing to the steward's finning a flask with
about two doses of medicine in it), severe
comment was made on his conduct.
"T think," said Mrs. Partington, her fork
elevated like the trident of Neptune, her
spectacles denoting the deepest emotion, "I
think the captain's conduct highly irre
proachable and nothing can paralvze it. He
treated the poor black man like "a nigger,
and nothing can be said to extemporize the
deed."
She was applauded rapturously, and Ike,
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who lay upon the floor,ttempting to hum
"A Lile on the Ocean Wave" to the tnne ol
"Yankee" Doodle." gave a loud hurrah.
They were rapidly nearing the tropin of
Cancer, and the weather had become very
warm, enervating and oppressive. Even the
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horses, as they swayed to and fro with the
roll ol the vessel, .appeared to be gravely
contrasting their present condition with that
of horses attached to railway cars or huck
sters' wagons, and even treadmill threshing
machines gained something by comparison.
The warm atmosphere had such depressing
effect upon the black horse, that he even be
came reconciled, with the cook, as a lesser
evil, and would pensively take a potato from
his ebony hand, as large as a ten-pound
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The evening airs were invigorating, when
the close cabin was deserted. After a very
hot day all were sitting on deck, the funny
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Isaac is Innocent.
man informing his listeners that he was go
ing to Neinbruch, up the coast from Legnan,
to edit the humorous department of the
Ifonnerfifasf, the natives havine lately
evinced a taste for amusement, inspired by
a copy of the London Fundi that had found
its way among them.
He was very hilarions, when suddenly he
jumped up, 'gave a scream and danced
around on one foot, holding the other in his
hand, declaring that he had been bitten by
a centipede, right throurh his stocking.
The announcement brought all to their
feet, Mrs. Partington attempting to get on a
camp stool, broke down and tumbled into a
heap.
The reptile was not caught, but a long
stick with a pin in it was found next morn
ing near where Ike had stood, but he knew
nothing about it.
Kext morning after this episode, at break
fast, Captain Davit presided, with a blunt
and hearty manner. He had restored him
self to the good graces of his passengers,
alienated for sometime by his brutal conduct
the cook, by confessipg that he had acted
under hasty impnlse, aggravated by the
medicine he' had been taking for sea-sickness,
and was ready to forgive any one who
had been offended by his conduct.
This was so manly in him that even Mrs.
Partington relented. The breakfast had pro
ceeded to near its close, when the steward,
who had been sent on deck, previously, re
turned and whispered iu the Captain's ear.
"You will please take my place, Mrs.
Partington," said he, rising, "and preside
over the feast. I am wanted on deck; but
you need not change your seat, as you will
remember that where" McGregor sits is the
head of the table."
He accordingly went out, and the break
fast proceeded.
No change had been observed in the
Captain's features on receiving the message,
and nothjng of an alarming nature was ap-
y
Mrs. P. Takes a Tumble.
prehended. The warm atmosphere of the
tropics they were entering pervaded the
cabin, and there was great exhilaration in
the hearts of all, -by whom the weather was
especially commended.
"I'll thank you for some coffee," said one
upon the opposite side of the table, holding
over his cup and sancer to Mrs. Partington,
who arose to hand over the beverage, watch
ing the roll of the vessel, while holding the
coffee pot in one hand and the cup and sancer
in the other, combining dignity and grace.
Her pose might have been studied by an
artist, of which, unfortunately, there were
none on board; but, just at the climax of
admiration, the vessel careened suddenly to
leeward and then plnnged violently forward,
tearing Mrs. Partington from her moorings,
and throwing her, coffee pot, cup and saucer
and all right over the table, carroming on
two occupants of the othpr side, and bearing
the candidate for coffee with her to leeward.
The male passenger freed himself and
rnshed, with the jnstinct of self-preserva-ion,
for the companion-way, joined by the
others, while Mrs. Partington alas for
human gallantry! nnable to move, lay
there, covered by the debris of smashed
crockery, with nothing to be seen of her but
a pair of No. 7 shoes and black stockings
elevated above the mass.
Ike, however, was unharmed, though con
siderably shaken up, and he hastened to
extricate the old lady, which he did with
difficulty, as the vessel had not yet recov
ered her equilibrium, and the cry of
"whoa" from above indicated thati the
horses equineimity was disturbed. The
Hecovering From the Shock.
shouts and yells and (tamping of feet were
fearful, bleut with the whistling of the
gale.
At last, recovering herself and silting as
near upright as she could upon a can sized
trunk, she waited in a dazed condition tor
further developments. The vessel righted
abont as suddenly as it had tipped over, the
sounds subsided on deck, and Ike, who had
gone up as soon as he had seen the dame all
right, rnshed down again to tell her that a
white squall had struck the brig and thrown
her over on her beam ends, smashed the
cook and waked snakes generally.
The Captain came down soon alter and ex
plained to ber the natnre of the accident,
regretting exceedingly that she should have
borne any harm therefrom.
"Nothing very harmonious," said she;
"but it was dreadfnliy derogating to be
thus subjugated, with one's heels so allevi
ated as to send one's brains down into one's
head. Besides, the imposture was so ridicu
lous, almost destroying one's conscientious
ness; then there is the demurrage to clothes.
I wouldn't undergo it again to he made a
queen."
The Captain assured her that nothing of
the kind would be likely to occur again.
"We've about got off the Doldrums,"
he said, "and will soon strike the trades.
After we cross the line it will be all fair
sailing."
"What line?"
"Cancer the parallel of Caneer."
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"Goodness gracious! What next can
there be ? And this- seems the worse of all,
for of all that is most to be dreaded on
earth it is cancer. Can't you go round it
anyway?"
, 'No; we must cross the line, and you will
be told when we get to it."
, Pondering this new affliction she adjusted
her dress and joined the rest of the passen
gers on decf, who were discussing the-effects
of the storm. The cook was sitting among
the ruins of his sovereignty, with the air of
Marias amid the rains of Carthage. He was
not a very lively cook, and intensely dark,
and, coupling his tardy habit with his com
plexion, the funny man had said be was
black as slow, which can be made intelli
gible by putting the words "he is" between
"as" and "slow." in which case it is really
quite clever. His pots and pans had been
gathered into & pile, the stove set apart in
melancholy isolation, a few pieces of
broken crockery scarce dared lay claim to
identity, and he sat amdngthem in ebonized
rigidity, while "upon his front engraven de
liberation sat," as if he were pondering the
event, while his vacuons eyes denoted that
the squall had done more than the Captain's
trumpet in reaching his intellect, He soon
recovered, however, and proceeded, with the
,-iid of one of the sailors, who was a carpen
cr, to extemporize means for preparing din
ter. The deckbore testimony to the force
of the .gale, strewed everywhere with frag
ments ot various sorts, and, as Mrs. Parting
ton remarked, it was evident it would take
some time to "digest things."
After a dinner of canned meats better
Mrs. Partington seriously said, with con
tent, than the "stallid ox" they went on
deck again.
Soon alter, the night settled down with
the sunset (for there is no twilight 111 the
tropics), the stars came out, or were there
alreaihr without coming ont, the moon
peeped up over the eastern horizon, sending
a lane of light to the vessel, the winds were
gentle, the atmosphere warm, and a sweet
calmness rested upon everything. Ike sat
on the edge of the roof of the round house,
swinging his legs in the space below and
trying to kick off the hat of one of the pas
sengers.aVIrs. Partington was Bilent.
"Do you know," said one, breaking the
stillness abruptly, "what the sailors call
that stream of light reflected on the water?"
"No," was the response.
"They call it the pathway of angels."
"Very pretty," was Teplied. "Let us try
it. Here, Jact, what do you call that streak
of lieht from the moon yonder?"
"Moonshine, sir."
B. P. Shillabks.
EGYPTIAN BRIC-A-BRAC.
Fnshlonablo People's Fad for Belles of the
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Another fad whieh it might be hard to ac
count for is the sudden liking we have de
veloped for things Egyptian, says a New
York letter to the Savannah JVetcs. Fash
ionable folks cannot be assumed to feel any
interest in Miss Amelia B. Edwards or her
archeologicalresearches, and yet it is a fact
that the lotus flower and the sphinx are the
favored emblems in recent decorations.
The chances are that it is an obscure de
velopment of the not yet subsided classical
mania. From Josephine to Napoleon and
from the Little Corporal to Egypt is a jour
ney the taking of which is not incompre
hensible. Whatever the cause, we embroider Nile
rashes with the sacred Ibis wading among
them for boudoir screens, we wear scarab&us
rings and suspend, scarabxus pendants about
our neck, and when we want a clock we
hunt thebrica-brac shops through until we
find one in silver with Ba, the hawk-headed
man, who stands for the sun, supporting it
on one side, and Osiris, the mummy, type
of the stragglers of humanity, on the other.
One of the clocks was bought recently lor
Mme. de Stuers, who is connected with the
Astor family. It was in silver and bright
bronze, and rested on the back ot the bull
Apis and Isis, horned like a cow, leaning
over it from behind. The raised work: ot
the silver took the chape of hieroglyphic in
scriptions. '
BED FLANKEIj AS A REMEDY.
A Popular Snpermlllon That Date Back to
Ibe Sixteenth Ccntnry.
Dr. Kerr In Olobe-Democnt.
The popular belief in the sanitary efficacy
of red underwear is a clinging superstition,
nothing more. Bed was in ancient times
considered a potent charm against the evil
eye. At one time in the sixteenth century,
when the evil eye was esteemed to be espe
cially triumphant in England, there was
a boom in red tape which it has never since
experienced. Many people to this day be
lieve that a red string worn abont the "neck
is a sure preventive of asthma, measles and
mumps.
The relics of this old faith are to-day best
preserved in the great confidence which ob
tains in the medical virtues of red flannel,
and a not so widespread belief that the
milk of a red cow is better than that of any
other cow. As to red flannel it has the
single merit over other colors, that the
dyeing material nsed destroys all vestige of
animal life in the wool, and that red flannel
will not shrink as white flannel does.
BEADTI BI UASLIGHT.
Why Women Abpve UO Should Not liet the
Iitsfat be Too Brlcht.
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"No woman past 20 who has any regard
for her looks at night should allow a light
to fall on her from above," said a society
woman recently, "it should come only from
the sides, and level with the face. 'Why?'
See here," she. tnrned up the light that over
hung the table in the center of her library
and stood directly underneath it. On the
instant the lines of her face sharpened, there
were hollows, in her cheeks, she looked ten
years older and almost ngly.
"Yon see," she said", "how my face is
changed. The light coming from above
throws shadows downward on the face,
bringing out the lines sharply and showing
any absence of the ronnd curves that make
the beauty of a woman's face. With the
light coming from the side the shadows are
not thrown on the face and the outline is
softened instead ol hardened. If these lights
are shaded as well the pleasing effect is
heightened."
BENEFITS OP AN OPEN WINTER,
Mild Weather Saves the Railroads Money
and Prevents Accidents.
St. Lotus Globe-Democrat.
An open winter, dry and not cold, such as
we have enjoyed.so far, isworth millions of
dollars to the railroads of the country.
During a protracted cold spell accidents
from broken rails are of daily occurrence.
The public never hears of them except when
there is a loss of life, bnt the officers of the
railroads do when they pay the bills. Tea
thousand dollars' worth ot railroadjproperty
is frequently destroyed in a wreck that does
not obstruct traffic more than an hour, and
these accidents are never heard of. .
Next to broken rails, the disasters atten
dant upon the spring thaw after a very bad
winter are the most Iruitlul source of loss in
the operation of railroads.
A Florida Girl's Drunks.
Delsna (Fla.) News.:
There is a young lady in this town who is
very fond of onions, but, as she is good
looking, amiable, and popnlar, she under
stands her dnty to society too well to Indulge
in the savory bat odoriferous root Every
now and then, however, her appetite- gets
too much tor her, and she goes on a regular
onion drunk, eating a dozen or two of the
tear-drawing vegetable. On such occasions
she retires to her room a day or two, and is
dead to the world and her best young man
until her breath is again competent to ap
pear in good society,
PITTSBURG, SUNDAY,
A WOMAN'S QUESTION
Shirley Dare Discusses a Problem
-Which Troubles Both Sexes.
WHAT IS BEAUTY WITHOUT YOUTH.
How Great Ken and Women Have Avoided
Time's Pencilling,
FULFILLING THE DfiKAM OF THE POETS,
tWBITTSIT OB IHX DISPATCH.!
To live long and live young is the dream
of the poets almost forgotten of men, which
yet haunts tnem with a sense of remediless
loss. We are cruel to ourselves in that we
live so short a time, and yet waste two-thirds
of that time in decline. The world feels
grateful to those who keep their youth for
the encouragement of its hopes. Never
smile at the man who wears well, and looks
and is younger than his years; that is, than
pur feeble idea of their limitations. People
take thq least possible care of themselves,
their health, their life, their vigor, and
resign themselves fatutiously to the conse
quences, even deriding those who would pnt
back the hand shadow on the dial to its ap
pointed place. As well ridicule those who
seek to escape death as those who would
escape age, which is the messenger of death.
We all want to bring things down to our
limited measures, and because we are stiff
in the wits, half cross with bad digestion
and running down by reason of unthrifty
waste of health, cannot abide the sight of
fellow mortals wiser than ourselves.
The conventional; notion of sobriety is
chargeable with this loss of youth. The
tradition of a Spanish gravity and stiffness
of demeanor is cause of much loss of healthy
spirit and life. The precept translated in
Scripture, "Be sober, really reads in the
Greek, "Be earnest," and a terrific endow
ment of earnestness and will is consistent
with as high a flight of spirits and daring
humor as ever worn by court jester or his
knightly master of the crown. The greatest
minds of the world have always been men
and women ot spirits so brilliant as to be
chargeable with lightness by their less
gifted fellows. The great fighters, from
Charlemagne, conld laugh loudly and jest
keenly; the great reformers, Luther at the
head, were men of bounding humor; the
great poets and artists were young till they
died, and wherever you find this buoyant
mirth-loving quality, this capability of
youthfnlness, it argues a vitality which,
rightly prized, should carry its owner
through life with force unabated and eye
nndimmed.
' "WHAT MEK COULD DO.
As well cared for, your fast Kentucky
roadster will outlast a slow, weight-carrying
Norman. Men half comprehend this truth,
and give more thought to the. conservation
ot their youth. Society counts scores of men
who have copied Lord Palmerston in the
care of themselves, the- limited delicate fare,
the hot baths weekly, or oftener; the daily
friction, which supplies the want of exer
cise as far as it can be supplied, and so keep
an attractiveness which satirizes their years.
If American men could train themselves to
taste good dinners discreetly, and tear them
selves from their offices for active exercise
out of doors daily they would be younger
and handsomer at 60 than they are at 40.
Mr. Gladstone is a good example
of what studious care will do for
a man mediocre in everything ex
cept ambition; but of "whom the opinion of
Prosper Merimee stands unreversed, "There
is In him the something of the child, the
statesman fand the fool." A man might
train himself, or life might train him, by a
hardy youth and temperate, hard-working
middle years, for an age which should in
reality be life's prime, ardent with the elec
tric force of mind, far-sighted and keen
sighted, with the single-mindedness which
all men, kings and counsellors, learn to wish
they had used before they come to die. In
stead, they rear themselves for the shrunk
limb, the unsteady gait, the rheumy eye.
The tradition of Lilith, first wife of
Adam, is that she left him in anger that
she might remain fair, and became head
spirit ot evil, tormenting the dreams of man
as her daughters do to this day. The legend
has the fallacy of all myths, which contain
half-comprehended troth. Is it Christian
to assign supreme power and beauty to the
spirits of evil? Is she any more queen .of fe
male demons than Solomon was of the genii?
and do we dread Solomon's wisdom and at
traction, who seems to haye been a sort of
oriental Goethe, wanting the selfishness. It
was uot Lilith who ate the apple which
tempted Eve. It is Lilith who, foreseeing
the pain and sin of life, takes away the
young children mercifully in sleep, and
women ignorantly hate her for it, forgetting
how they slay and maim them for life in
their ignorant cruelty. They also hate her
because, knowing the will of nature, she re
mains ever fair.
and the sight of her face lures men, would
lure them to the spiritual, the, mental, the
lasting, and teach them infatuation for all
things good and wise and immortal. But
men being doomed to work out a knowledge
of the unspeakable folly and bitterness of
lower things, have but one reading of inten
tion, ana wouia oring ner to the level which
Eve taught them; so with the comiug of
Lilith there is strife. Her daughters may
awhile forget their birthright, but they re
member it in time and the world holds the
tradition of women who never grow old.
Such are never forceless women, childish and
slight as they may seem. But while Eve's
daughters are questioning and lamenting
their want of influence over the minds ot'
men, and ascribing all manner of baseness to
them to account for it,Lilith's daughters
smile; for good or bad titey will not lose
their power until the end.
IGNORANCE OX EVE'S DAUGHTEBS.
The secret of Lilith's power is her deep
humility. She knows her limitations Eve
will riot be told that she has any. Lilith
knows the sway of sense mnst have an end
and will neither rule by it nor neglect it,
but Eve, craving to be as gods, will have
her power scarce short of the divine, and
loses, even when she seems to win. It is
Lilith who has left in the world knowledge
of the secret of prolonging youth as well as
beauty. Eve's daughters have ignorantlv
been content to imitatelt with paint, powder
and stimulants, which left the lorm diseased
and fatigued. Lilith's wisdom teaches them
to keep the skin ever yobng and lair without
masking it in metallic oxides ground in
toilet lotions, which is a genteel sort of
house paint. There is the greatest differ
ence between such paints and the creams
which sol ten and supple the skin withont
spreading over it a metallic film impervious
to air and moisture.
The hot, dry climate of Prance is most
like our own of all the provinces of Europe,
and we may copy the old methods for the
toilet with "benefit. Women who divided
their lives between the toilet and display were
likely to be shrewd mistresses of their art
Devotee and women of the world alike used
cosmetics, even the nuns not disdaining to
bind a thin plate of lead about the forehead
to free it from wrinkles, and give a celestial
purity below the coif. Convents made famous
additions to their incomes by the prepara
tion of toilet waters and creams, and many
a fine lady made her pious retreat serve a
double purpose of getting back her beauty
sleep and her roses, as the mended her com
plexion with "lalt virginal" and can celeste
or balm mane between her orisons. The
cabinets of laurel and cherry wood in tho
dressing room of Madam de Malntenon
were repositories of cosmetics, which she
had made on' a large scale. Probably she
used nothing worse than strawberry water,
distilled frost tnt Wftol. wito 'pipit and
JANUARY 12, 1890.
berry, which has an exquisite smell, and is
a fine wash
TO BEMOVE FBECKXE3
and spots on the face. French ladies use
the juice of the strawberry as a liquid
rouge for cheeks and finger tips. De
Montespan knew also the virtues of the
astringent water of white tansy for keeping
the muscles of the face firm, and one must
notice in portraits of her time how little
the smooth full faces showed the lax droop
ing look induced by the close rooms and
overheat of to-day. There was a famous
barley water compounded with careful rites
which gave an extraordinary brilliance to
the skin. Marie Antoinette bad a favorite
wash distilled from 'half a dozen lemons
cut small, a handful of white lily
leaves and southernwood, infused in
two quarts of milk with an ounce
and a a half of white sugar and an ouuee
of rock alum. The face at night
was w be bathed In this water which gave a
beantllul purity and liveliness to the com
plexion. Another royal recipe was to infuse
wheat bran three or four hoars in vinegar
with yolks of eggs and a grain or two of
ambergris, distill the whole, and keep it ten
days in the sun to finish. The famous lait
virginale was a name for several different
toilet lotions, the most efficacious of which
was an ounce of al am and the same of sul
phur in fine powder, shaken half an hour in
a pint of rose water, which became milky in
the process. A cloth wet in this was laid all
night on the face, which was afterward
washed in rose water. Most modern liquids
of this name are nothing but an oxide of
lead dissolved in acid, and very injurious.
j Ages when women are supposed to have
existed in the uttermost simplicity in a free
state of nature, have abounded in cosmetics.
The'lamous earth of Chios, an oily clay.was
one of these, and which gave the women of
a whole province in Greece a reputation for
thesmoothncss of their complexions. At the
fine exhibition of American wares at Phila
delphia this year in November, specimens
of the different clays were' shown by the
side of potters at work, who said that the
oily clays were found in New Jersey. Who
ever can point out a whitish fine unctuous
earth among our various beds of chalk and
clayshas.foundsomething of much'interest to
women. The neutral clay, the oily moisture
worn at night on the skin must soften and
refine it, and New Jersey women may yet be
noted for their velvety complexions, by the
kindly aid of the State potteries.
SHIBLEr DA.BE.
PLANTS IN THE MUSIC BOOM.
A lions as They Thrlvo There tho Piano Is
i All Bight.
San Francisco Examiner.
"It's a popular notion that pianos ought
to be kept very dry," said a well-known
pianist yesterday. "Nothing cottld he more
fallacious. Pianos are not nearly so much
affected by heat or cold as they are by dry
ness, and reversely by dampness. It is not
generally known that the sounding board,
the life of a piano, is forced into the
case when it ij made so tightly that
it bulges up in the center, on the same
principle as a violin. The wood is supposed
to be as dry as possible, but ot course it con
tains sotrie moisture, and gathers more on
damp days and in handling. Now, when a
piano is pnt into an over-heatedTiry room,
all this moisture is dried oat, and we board
Idles its shape and gets flabby and cracks.
Even if it doesn't crack, the tone loses its
resonance and grows thin and tinny, the felt
cloth and leather used in the action dry up,
and the whole machine rattle."
"How will yon prevent this?"
"Keep a growing plant in your room, and
so long as your plant thrives your piano
onght to, or else there is something the mat
ter with it. It should be noted how much
more water will have' to be poured into the
nower pot la me room wuerc uie jjmuu is
than in anjotherroom."
AGOOD GHOST kORT.
A Girl Sees Her Dead Annt In Her Bridal
Trousseau.
Hew York World. 3
As I lay awake one night I saw coming
through the door a small volume of
smoke that gradually enlarged until it
assumed the figure of a rather tall lady.
It kept advancing backward until it
reached the center of the room, the train
fully extended the while. I viewed the ap
parition of smoke, and there was a bridal
dress, a marvel of the dressmaker's art. I
was so absorbed with the make-op of
the trousseau I hadn't, noticed the
face, but when I did, there stood my
aunt, who, had been in Europe for years.
In that lac: I saw such terror, anguish and
pain depicted that I could hardly refrain
from crying with pity. Suddenly she
turned her face full on me, lighted up with
a heavenly smile, and then gradually faded
away.
In about a fortnight I received word say
ing that on the date of my vision occurred
the nuptial ball of my aunt, when she, with
five otheis, was burned to death, their cloth
ing having taken fire. Inquiry proved that
my vision was a counterpart of her trousseau,
even to her ornaments and the dressing of
her hair.
AN EARNEST LABOR LEADER.
John Barns, a Philanthropist, Who Iilves on
2 Per Week.
Correspondence of Lewlston Journal.
The name most often spoken in England
to-day is not that of Lord Salisbury or of
Victoria Begina, bnt of a plain workingman
possessed of a lot of horse sense and the gifts
of natural eloquence chastened by moral
earnestness a sincere desire to elevate the
lot of the people. Last night I was down in
the Strand calling on a friend, when I heard
the clatter of many feet on the staircase.
"There is a workingman's clnb in the hall
above us," said my friend, "and there John
Burns comes every week and draws his 2
(510) per week, on which he lives."
It is evident that the strong point of John
Burns' case Is this he is not in this move
ment of economic enfranchisement for the
aggrandizement of his own pocketbook. If
political ambition is his let not that be an
accusation. A subscription or $1U,UUU is be
ing made to enable him to run as a candidate
lor the House of Commons as a representa
tive in that body of the working classes.
A I0DTHPDL SCIENTIST
Volunteers aPlanslbia Explanation
of a
Mountain's Origin.
NewTork Weekly.J
Teacher (after a lecture on geology)
Now, children, I want to tell you of some
thing I saw in Utah. There is a high
mountain' there, far from, human habita
tion, yet the top of it is covered with oyster
shells. How do you explain that?
Bright Boy Well, I dnnno, of course,
bnt when we lived in Kansas a big cyclone
struck our town, and the lait I saw of the
railroad restaurant it was way! up in the air,
headin' fer Utah.
A Bentarbnblo Epitaph.
Toledo Commercial.,
A. Toledoan, who was recently visiting in
a little town in the central part of the State,
fonnd this unique inscription on the tomb
stone of a yonng girl:
This little lamb so yonng'and fair.
Has gone to heaven tor blossom there.
It wonld be hard to find anything in the
line of epitaphs richer than this.
v A IpDlomalle Bootblack.
Philadelphia Heeord .3
"Why don't you make my boots shine
like that man's?' asked a dressy patron of
a bootblack on Samson street. "Cause his
leather's poor good leather won't shine up
like that.' The diplomatic bootblack got
an extro nickel. '
"COME
A STORY OF THE
. BY ELIZABETH STUAET PHELPS,
Author of "Tho Gatea Ajar," "Beyond, the Gatea," Eta,
AND THE BEV. HERBEBT D. WARD.
WEITTEN TOS
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CrTAPTTrrp t
H HE morning was
I fresh and the wind
arose from the
western sea. Else-
, where it might have
been called an invigorating day. J.a Jndea
in summer one scarcely says that. Pres
cience of the.dusty dryness to come scorches
the nerve, and it is with the imagination, 1
busy upon the hot noon that the body en
joys the cool of an exceptional dawn.
The hour was yet early, out so are the
habits of a hot country." The city was
already astir. The open markets at the
roadside and in the shadow of the city gates
chaffered bnsily,finding a good share of
their customers among a people devout
enough to get up early in the morning and
go to church.
For with the synagogues, too, dawn was a
busy time. A fall stomach and a pious con
science pulled well together. People ate
and prayed and so began to live, with the
easy content of the Oriental.
The day was the second day of the week
and the place was Jerusalem hot, bright,
splendid Jerusalem; tho glory and despair
of the thonghtlul Jew; -the pride of the
most thoughtless; the hope, the doom, and
the enigma of the race.
Let us take the trouble to consider what
the city of New York would be if idealized
by the rural native through a fiery national
patriotism what Paris, if enshrined by a
great religious sancity; we may almost
add what heaven if universally desired by
earth.
Thus was Jerusalem to the country peo
ple of Jndea in the year in which our story
opens.
The suburbans, to whom Sabbath travel
ing was. forbidden by the ecclesiastical law,
were fewer in number upon the sacred day
than upon a week-day such as the one of
which we speak; it chanced to be that which
to a good domestic modern Gentile is known
as working-day.
These Judeau women had already per
formed their simple morning tasks, had pot
the breakfast of lentils and fruit easily out
of the way, had shaken the mats and
brushed the dust and bathed and wrapped
themselves shyly into their-veils, and were
now meekly following in the shadows of
their men, who did not by courtesy address
them in the.streets.
"Yonder goes my lord," saitLa woman
with a deep voice and roving eyes. She
spoke to a neighbor, one of a gronp of sev
eral suburbans who were making their way
to the service of morning prayer abont to be
held in one of the minor synagogues.
"My brother should not be far distant,"
replied she who had been addressed.
"He is there," observed another voice, a
gentler voice than either of the first. "He
standetb apart bv himself, Martha. That is
our brother with his eyes bent npon the
gronnd in thought"
"Surely," nodded Martha briefly, "your
eyes are swifter than mine; they always
were." y
A fine observer regarding the two women
might have said or would have thought:
"It is the heart that is swifter." Bnt the
ruder woman was not such an observer.
And naturally, her neighbor's affairs were
r less interesting than one's own.
"I hope Arielia win manage to get
through the day. Onr neighbor, the mother
of Barncb, promised to look in upon her;
,and Baruch himself is worth two men with
eyes for such a purpose. I would'have had
my husband to stay at home, but he said he
was not the woman of us to be nursing sick
folk. See there he goes. There goes
MalachL A. comely man, and no more
fond of his own way than a man ought
to be."
Malachi, a swaggering Pharisee, with the
broadest phylactery on the street bound
across a dark, coarse forehead, strode by the
women at this moment. He passed without
recognition. It was not good form in Judea
for a man to salute his own wife upon the
public highway.
. "I would have remained with Arielia,"
eaid she of the quiet voice, "but blind
Baruch is tenderer .than the most of women.
She will not suffer, Hagaar."
"Eor my part," retorted Hagaar a little
snappishly, "I think I have a right to see
the world now and then like other people, if
j. nave a sick aanicnier.
"Hush," pleaded the other, "Oh hush! we
are about to pray."
' Hagaar rolled her ronnd eyes more in
wonder than in displeasure upon her gentle
neighbor and became silent.
With the bowed head, covered face, and
deferent step of the Eastern woman, the lit
tle group now passed up the steps of the
synagogue and crossed its portico to the en
trance set apart for their sex.
The men, less reverent, as of course more
individual of manner, jabbered steadily up
to the last moment. They did not speak
Hebrew, which was now the lost language
of the race the tongue of culture and
scholarship. Thev talked in Aramaic, thn
language of the people, of the Unlearned, of
tne democracy. j or tnese were not the wor
shipers of the Temple, made glorious by
national tradition and reverence, cherished
by conservative religion, and patronized by
social influence. These were the classes pf
people who frequented the synagogues where
heresy was tanght not without authority
these were the powerful sect of the Pharisees;
a party with many excellent points not al
ways credited in the memory of their weaker
and worse ones. .These were the vigorous
bourgeois who had tried to revolutionize, the
Jewish Church, and to some extent suc
ceeded. '
A theocracy is a great simplifier of mascu
line consecration.in that religion and patriot
ism are identical; bnt not of masculine dis
cussion, in that no theocracy has yet extin
guished politics, and the Jewish one at this
time was a political madhouse In which each
maniao ran his own fixed idea till he came1
in contact with some keeper stronger than
himself, and so got into his strait jacket
as a matter ot course.
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THE DISPATCH.
feral of his acquaintances out of hearing,
maae a aeaa set upon the young man, the
brother of Martha and her quiet sister, the
young man who stood apart and mused with
his eyes upon the gronnd. They were fine
eyes, we may pause to say. He was, take
him altogether, a fine-looking fellow.
Yet when we have used the words,
they seem to form a phrase not so much too
modern for the great line of human type
run without regard to chronology hat too
urban, too conventional to describe him.
Be had unquestionably great beauty; but
this handsome youth, was no man of the
world.
On the other hand, assuredly hewas no
rustic, even though suburban. He had
experience, position, authority in his air.
He had wealth and taxte in his costume. He
had the ease ot th'e affluent middle classes.
He was finely formed, with a figure Inclin
ing to spareness, but made vigorous by
physical labor, and refined by the fact that
the severest of this labor was apparently
behind him. He gave the impression of a
devotee called by fate to some practical me
chanical occupation; a man born for a voca
tion, Dut born into an avocation.
His eyes were large, gray, and a little
sad; liquid, dreamy and winning; his lips
had the ascetic delicacy of intellectual or
spiritual temperaments. He had almost
feminine beauty of colorinz in skin and
hair. He was attractive, both as painting
and sculpture are attractive.
Malachi, strutting a little, as men of his
sort do, whether there is anything to strut
abont or not, laid his large hand heavily
upon theyoun man's shoulder and ac
costed him with the familiar jocoseness
which is seldom more pleasing to men of
such nature than it is to women; or, at least,
to women of good breeding. What he said
was not important from any point of view,
and received the brief reply of polite in
difference until he let tall a word which
dropped upon the yonng man's calm like a
spark upon dry chaff.
It was a single word which Malachi
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The Swaggering Pharisee.
spoke a name. Bat his neighbor fired at
it into instant animation.
"I understand," observed the elder man
importantly, "I am told on good authority
that he will address the congregation to
day."
"From whom did vou learn this?" asked
the other; he had an expression which might
indicate either real surprise or feigned ignor
ance; it was not easv to say which.
"I have it m confidence'froni no less than
the Chanan," nodded the Pharisee. "I am
often consulted upon matters of the syna
gogue. It appears that my opinion has
value I was asked it I couldTecommend
the young rabbi." ,
"And what answer gave you?" inquired
his neighbor with a reticent smile.
"Oh, I did my best for him, I did my
best. I said I thought him a worthy young
man, deserving of a hearing, at all events
for the present. I am not sure of his doc
trine myself; It is free free. He does not
hold himself in fealty to the law, it is said;
nor yet I fear to the oral tradition. He may
prove a dangerous fellow. But I am s lib
eral man. I said: 'Give him fair play.
Give him a hearing.' "
"Doubtless he of whom you speak feeleth
under obligations to you," returned the
other, gravely.
"Of course," said Malachi; "naturally I
should suppose he would."
He glanced at his companion's fine face;
he could make nothing of it; be had the
vague discomfort of dull selr-sufficiency
which feels itself criticised, but cannot per
ceive how or why.
The svnaeozue service at that timn In thn
history of the singular people with whom
our story deals might be called the main
amusement as it was the chief religious ex
ercise of the populace. What the games
were 10 toe .Romans, worsnip was to the
the Jews the popular entertainment,
the thing to do, the opportunity of seeing
one's neighbors. Ancient life did not differ
so much from the modern in this respect.
The congregation went to the service from
mixed motives, as we go to the prayer meet
ing in country parishes. ,
Now the Jews being always a thrifty peo
ple, set a high value upon industry; a man
usually taught his son the father's trade;
and each trade was fceld in honor of its own
to such extent that synagogues were erected
for the particular accommodation of classes
of mechanics. The'stonecutters, the copper
smiths, the tentmakers, had their places of
worship. The building of which we sceak
'was known as the Synagogue of Carpenters.
xi was a piain Dnuaing, constructed, of
stone, with a Greek portico held by scanty
pillars, A certain resemblance to the great
orthodox temple might be detected in the
modest dissenting house of worship. What
ever his theology, every Jew adored the
temple alter all.
The women were already seated when the
men of our little party entered the syna
gogue. The sexes were separated strictly.
A. wall or railing ran between them. One
could just comfortably look over its edge.
The exclusion of women from the syna
gogue or the crowding of them behind
screens and in galleries is a custom of late
invention.
The synagogue was cool and calm. The
women sat like hooded flowers, mate and
sweet in their meek places. Thev tnrned
their faces humbly toward the upper end of
tne Duuaing, wnere tne law lay in a sacred
chest in imitation of the ark of the temple.
In the middle of the audience room, on a
raised platform, the speaker of the day he
whom they called the Sbeliach was already
vigorously reciting the Shema. He was an
old man with a waving white beard; one of
the most familiar and least interesting of
the preachers in the Synagogue of the Car--J
penters.
The young rabjbi wss not to be seen.
"He will come," whispered Malfthi thf
Pharisee, "I have been informed that he is
expected. But it ill becomes him to be
tardy."
Now it was one of the excelleut customs
in the Jewish Church law, that ten
men were professionally employed to start
an audience. Without a quorum: o( this
number the law could not be read. With
this oaarsn. services mi?ht beirin at ilrn nit.
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late suffered to dragjthe occasion.
The yonng man whom Malachi was in
structing upon the ecclesiastical prospect of
the day made no reply, but silently passed
forward toward his seat. This was directly
in front of that of his two sisters, who were
already quietly in their places. The elder
sister turned her head at the sound of his
step, but the younger sat modestly with
downcast eyes. Suddenly she whom they i.
called Martha whispered:
"He turns back. He hath been summoned
from withont."
The sweet face of the other changed its
expression slightly; but she was not tho ':
kind of woman who talks in the synagogue,
even with a chattering sister. Herconn
teDanca was so mobile, indeed, that she
needed few words. Par above the manner
of most Oriental women, whose lark of eda
cation and severe domestic seclusion gava
them monotony of expression, her face had
language. Bat it was a high language,
lullof dignity and delicacy, rather than an
agile one, feminine, coquettish or gay.
"And where," persisted Martha, "where
in the world is he?" Her sister answered
only by a finger tip on the lips; bnt her eyes
betrayed a fine, feverish excitement power
fully suppressed. She bent her head meek
ly, and gave devout attention to the old
Sheliach. Was that not her duty? A
young mechanic from the men's division of
the synagogue looked bark at her in rant
neglect ot the reader. Was not that bit na
ture? She did not retnrn his gsze, for the
excellent reason that she knew nothing
about it
Her brother meanwhile having answered
the summons which called him from the
synagogue, passed out over the portico and
looked abroad for the messenger. One
stood there, whom he recognized by a mute
sign; he moved apart with him for a few
moments, and the two conversed in low
tones. The messenger was a plain man in
the working clothes of a fisherman. Some
thing in his bearing aeeised to place him
above his class, bat it wonld not be easv In
say what thia was. His grammsrwas that
of the.unedncated people; bnt his voice had
a refined quality not to be unnoticed bv a
refined ear.
The two young men spoke together earn
estly; they had the aspect of those wno
might have been friends if circumstances
had thrown them together; their natures
seemed to flow toward each other, even upon
ttm simplest topic. Evidently it was no .
simple topic which absorbed them. After a
little conversation they kissed each other
after the Oriental manner, and parted. The
messenger went down the hill and disap
peared among the people hastily. The
other returned to the meeting.
The Sbeliach was still expounding. The
congregation looked sleepy. Martha sup
pressed a yawn and fidgeted in her seat.
Malachi the Pharisee glared with annoy
ance about the audience. The young me
chanic glanced at the younger sister now ,
and then throughout the service.
Bnt she sat still in her place. .
As her brother passed her in returning to
his seat he contrived to drop the scroll he
carried, which contained a record of certain
portions of the Oral Tradition. In stoop
ing o pick np the parchment- he,' defied
ecclesiastical laws and social convention
ality; he whispered to his sister in the syn
agogue. But, being his sister, the offense
passedjinrebnked, perhaps-unnoticed. His
words were lew enough. These were all:
"The Roman threatens. Look for him no
longer, Mary. He cometh not to-day-"
"How know you?" breathed Mary.
"By the mouth of John the Disciple."
The Sheliach droned on. Mary's tender
countenance fell. The service proceeded.
In the due course of time it was officially
announced by one ot the assistant readers
that the popnlar young rabbi, expected to
address the audience on that occasion, was
unfortunately prevented from appearing
among them, and that our revered friend
and lather, the Sheliach, would continue
the discourse. This announcement was
given upon the authority of our well
known and honored fellow worshiper, Laz
arus me ouiiaer, resident at Bethany.
CHAPTER IL
"The house is mine," said Martha; "I
will have the rug there." Now she spoke
the truth. The house was Martha's. Bat
then, why say so? This was the nature of
Martha's mind. To make one's family un
comfortable by insisting on the unnecessary
or asserting the too evident is a tempera
mental defect common to 'so many a house
mistress beside this excellent Jewish ma
tron that it is liable to receive' more sym
pathy than blame.
Her younger sister mads no reply. The
silence of Mary was at once her sweetest
charm and finest weapon. It enhanced her
and protected her. She had the supreme
quality of self-control which, when born of
a high nature, is a divine force. v
She turned her gentle eyes away so that
her profile only was visible to her sister.and
x
Malachi Turns Upon Lazarus.
proceeded to sweep the portico dutifully.
Her delicate arms, bare to the shoulder, es
caped from her light home robe in long, free
motions timed to the stroke of her broom.
Her slender figure swayed dreamily. Hei
eyes, soft and musing, had an absent expres
sion. Mary's thoughts were not on the
broom. Yet the portico was quite clean.
The young woodcarver, who watched her
in the synagogue, shonld have seen her at
that moment to complete his bondage. In
fact, he just missed of it, being at work on
the other side of the house at the hew addi
tion built by Lazarus. Mary had seen this
young man before. She thought Jacob a
pleasant boy, and thought no more abont
him. Her thoughts did not incline like the
thoughts of other women. Earthly lova sho
did not consider. It seemed loreicn and un
heal to her. like Martha's views about
housekeeping. For the most part the Jew
ish youth were afraid of Mary, and re
vered her accordingly. She was one ot tho
women who live followed bv an unknown
corps of lovers, distant, adoring and silent.
Bnt Martha was a widow.
She had known her troubles, too, though
they had not refined her tact or sensibility.
She had married too young, to begin with,
.being a gay girl and fond of all such liber- .
ties as a reputable Jewish maiden might in
dulge in; ther were not many, it is true,
bat Martha made the most of them. She
had made what would be called nowadays
"a good match," Simon, her husband, being
a rich man. Her marriage was not many
years old and comfortable enough as mar
riages go, when she met with her affliction
the most terrible that can befall an Eastern
family. Simon, to make few words of it,
became a leper.
His life, fortunately for everybody con
cerned, was not a long one. In the leper
settlements without the gates of Jerusalem
to which the law and his wile promptly re
moved him, the man of wealth and position:
ana family withered out of existence.
Martha bewailed him dutifullv and took
her place as the mistress of his'bandioma
house zealously. She had never. If tha
truth were told, enjoyed life so much co
lore. j.ne inaepenaence or a "widow wells
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