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60 Tards, and sat down. Presently she saw
a roan coming along the sand beneath her,
walking very quicklv. It was Owen Davies.
6he waited and watched. Seven or eieht
minutes passed, and a woman in a white
dress passed. It was Beatrice, walking
slowly.
"Ah!" said Elizabeth, setting her teeth,
"as I thought." Bising, she pursued her
path along the cliff, keeping three or lour
hundred yards ahead, which the could easily
do by taking short cuts. It was a long
walk, and Elizabeth, who was nof fond of
walking, got very tired of it. But she was
a woman with a purpose, and, as such, hard
to beat So she kept on steadily for nearly
an hour, till, at length, she came to the spot
known as the Amphitheater. This Amphi
theater, situated almost opposite the Bed
Eocks, was a half-ring of clifi, the tides of
which ran in a semicircle almost down to
the water's edge, that is, at high tide. In
the center of the segment thus formed wasa
large fiat stone, so placed that anybody in
certain positions on ihe cliff above could
command a view of it, though it was
screened by the projecting walls of rock
from observation from the beach. Eliza
beth clambered a little way down the slop
ing side of the cliff and looked; on the
stone, his back towards her, sat Owen
Davies. Slipping from stratum to stratum
of the broken cliff, Elizabeth drew slowly
nearer, till at length she was within 50
paces of the seated man. Here, ensconcing
"herself behind a cleft rock, she also sat
oown; it was not safe to go closer; but in
case she should by any chance be observed
'from above, she opened the Bible on her
.knee, as though she had sought this quiet
spot to studr its pages.
Three or four minutes passed, and Beatrice
appeared round the projecting angle of the
amphitheater, and walked slowly across the
level sand. Owen Davies rose and stretched
out his hand to welcome her, but she did not
take it, she only bowed, and then seated
herself upon the large flatstone. Owen also
seated himself on it, but some three or four
feet away. Elizabeth thrust her white face
forward till it was almost level with the lips
of the cleft rock, and strained her ears to
listen. Alasl she could not hear a single
word.
you asked me to come here, Mr.
Davies," said Beatrice, breaking the pain
ful silence. "I have come."
"Yes," he answered, "I asked you to
come because I wanted to speak to you."
"Yes?" said Beatrice, looking up from
ner occupation of digging little holes in the
sand with the point oi her parasoL Her face
was calm enough, but her heart beat fast be
neath her breast.
"I want to ask you," he said, speaking
slowly and thickly, "if you will be my
wife?"
Beatrice opened her lips to speak, then,
seeing that he had only paused because his
inward emotion checked his words, shut
them again and went on digging little holes.
She wished to reply on the whole case, as a
lawyer would say.
"I want to ask you," he repeated, "to be
my wife. I have wished to do so lor some
years, but I have never been able to bring
myself to it It is a great step to take, and
my happiness depends on it l)o not answer
me yet" he went on, his words gathering
force as he spoke. ".Listen to what I have
to tell you. I have been a lonely man all
my life. At sea I was lonely, and since I
have come into this fortune I have been
lonelier still. I never loved anybody or any
thing till I began to love you. And then I
loved you more and more and more: till now
I have only one thought in all my lite, and
that thought is of you. While I am awake
I think of you, and when I am asleep I
dream of you. Listen. Beatrice, listen! I
never loved any other woman, I have
scarcely spoken to one only you, Beatrice.
J can give you a great deal, and "everything
I have shall be yours. ;only 1 should be jeal
ous of you yes, very jealous."
Here she glanced at his lace. It was out
wardly calm, but white as death, and in the
blue eyes, generally so placid, shone a fire
that bv contrast looked almost unholy.
'I think that you have said enough, Mr.
Davies," she answered. "I am very much
obliged to you. I am very much honored,
for in some ways I am not you equal, but I
- do,not love you, and I cannot marry you,
and I think it best to tell you so plainly.
once and for all," and unconsciously she
went on digging the holes.
"Oh, do not say that," he answered, al
most in a moan. "For God's sake, don't
say thatl It will kill me to lose you. I
think I should go mad. Marry me and you
will learn to love me."
Beatrice glanced at him again, and a
pang of pity pierced her heart She did
not know it was so bad a case as this. It
struck her, too, that she was doing a foolish
thing from a worldly point of view. The
man loved her aDd was very eligible. He
only asked of her what most women are
willing enough to give under circum
stances so favorable to their well-being
herself. But she had never liked him, he
had always repelled ber, and she was not a
woman to marry a man whom she did not
like. Also, during the last week this dis
like and repulsion had hardened and
strengthened. Vaguely, as he pleaded with
her, Beatrice wondered why, and as she did
so her eye fell upon the pattern she was
automatically pricking in the sand. It had
taken the form of letters, and the letters
were G E O F F B E. Great heaven! Could
that be the answer? She blushed crimson
with shame at the thought, and passed her
foot across the tell-tale letters, as she be
lieved, obliterating them.
Owen saw the softening of her eyes and
saw the blush, and misinterpreted them.
Thinking that she was relenting, by in
stinct, rather than from any teaching of
experience, he attempted to take her hand.
With a turn of the arm, so quick that even
Elizabeth watching with all her eyes saw
nothing of the movement, Beatrice'twisted
herself free.
"Don't touch me," she said, sharply,
"you have no right to touch me. I have
answered you, Mr. Davies."
Owen withdrew his hand abashed, and
for a moment sat still, his chin resting on
his breast, a very picture of despair. Xo th
ing, indeed, could break the stolid calm of
his features, but the violence of his emotion
was evident in the quick shivering ot his
limbs and his short deep breaths.
"Can you give me no hope?" he said at
last in a slow, heavy voice. "For God's
sake, think before you answer you don't
know what it means to me. It is nothing to
you you cannot feeL I feel, and your
words cut like a knife. I know that I am
heavy and stupid, but I feel as though you
had killed me. You are heartless, quite
heartless."
Again Beatrice softened a little. She was
touched and flattered. Where is the woman
who would not have been?
"What can I say to you, Mr. Davies?"
she answered, in a kinder voice. "I cannot
marry vou. How can I marry you when I
do not love yon?"
"Plenty of women marry men whom they
do not love."
"Then they are bad women," answered
Beatrice with energy.
"The world does not think so," he said
again; "the world calls those women bad
who love where they canhot marry, and the
world is always right Marriage sanctifies
everything."
Beatrice laughed bitterly. "Do you think
so?" she said. "I do not I think that
marriage without love is the most unholy of
our institutions, and that is saying a good
deal. Supposing I should say yes to you,
supposing that I married you, not loving
you, what would it be for? For your money
and your position, and to be called a mar
ried woman, and what do you suppose I
should think of myself in my heart then?
No, no, I may be bad, but I have not fallen
so low as that Find another wire, Mr.
Davies; the world is wide, and there are
plenty of women in it who will love you lor
your own sake, or who at any rate will not
be so -particular. Forget me, and leave me
to go my own way it is not your way."
"Leave vou to go your own way," he
answered, almost with passion "that is,
leave you to sime other man. OhI I can
not bear to think or it. 1 am jealous of
every man who comes near you. Do you
know-how beautiful you are? You are too
beautiful avery man" must love you ai I do.
Oh, if you took anybody else I think that I
should kill him."
. "Do not speak like that, Mr. Davies, or I
ahallgo."
He stopped at once. "Don't go," he said,
imploringly. "Listen. You said that yon
would not" marry me because you did not
love me. Supposing that you learned to
love me, say in a year's time, Beatrice,
would vou marry me then?"
"I would marry any man whom 1 loved,"
she answered.
"Then if you learn to love me you will
marrv me?"
"On, this is ridiculous," she said. "It is
not probable, it is hardly possible, that
such a thing should happen. If it had
been going to happen it would have hap
pened before."
"It might come about," he answred;
"your heart might soften towards me. Oh,
say yes to this. It is a small request, it
costs you nothing and it gives me hope,
without which I cannot live. Say that I
may ask you once more, and that then if
you love me you will marry me."
Beatrice thought for a moment Such a
promise could do her no harm, and in the
course ot six months or a year he might get
used to the idea of living without her. Also,
it would prevent a scene. It was weak of
her, but she dreaded the idea of her having
re! used Owen Davies coming to her father's
ears.
"If you wish it, Mr. Dayies," she said,
"so be it Only I ask you to understand
this, I am in no way tied to you. I give
you no hope that my answer, should you
renew this offer a year hence, or at any
other time, will differ from that I give yon
to-day. I do not think there is the slightest
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probability of such a thing. Also, it must
be understood that you are not to speak to
my father about this matter, or to trouble
me in any way. Do you consent?"
Yes," he answered, "I consent You
have me at your mercy."
"Very well. And now, Mr. Davies, good
by No, do not walk back with me. I had
rather go by myself. But I want to say this,
I am very sorry for what has happened. I
have not wished it tp happen. I have never
encouraged it and my hands are clean of it
But I am sorry, sorry beyond measure, and
I repeat what I said before seek out some
other woman and marry her."
"That is the cruelest thing of all the cruel
things which you have said," he answered.
"I did not mean it to be cruel, Mr. Davies,
but I suppose that the truth often is. And
now goodby," and Beatrice stretched out
her hand.
He touched it, and she turned and went
But Owen did not go. He sat upon the
rock, his head bowed in misery. He had
staked all his hopes on this woman. She
was the one desirable thing to him, the one
star in his somewhat leaden sky, and now
that star was eclipsed. Her words were un
equivocal, they gave but little hope.
Beatrice was scarcely a woman to turn
round in six months or a year. On the con
trary, there was a fixity about her which
frightened him. What could be the cause
of it? How came it that she should be so
ready to reject him, and all he had to offer
her? After all, she was a girl in a small
position. She could not be looking forward
to a better match. Nor would the prospect
move her one way or another. There must
be a reason for it Perhaps he had a rival,
surely that must be the cause. Some enemy
had done this. But who?
At this moment a woman's shadow fell
athwart him.
"Ohj have you come back?" he cried,
springing to his feet
"If you mean Beatrice," answered a voice
it was Elizabeth's "she went down the
beach 10 minutes ago. I happened to be on
the cliff, and I saw her."
"Oh, I beg your pardon, Miss Granger,"
he said faintly. "I did not see who It was."
Elizabeth sat down upon the rock where
her sister had sat, and, seeing the little
holes in the beach, began indolently to clear
them of the sand which Beatrice had swept
over them with her foot This was no diffi
cult matter, for the holes were deeply dug,
and it was easy to trace their position.
Presently they were nearly all clear that
is, the letters were legible.
"You have had a talk with Beatrice, Mr.
Davies?"
"Yes," he answered apathetically.
Elizabeth paused. Then she took her hull
by the horns.
"Are you going to marry Beatrice, Mr.
Davies?" she asked.
"I don't know," he answered, slowly and
without surprise. It seemed natural to him
that his own central thought should be pres
ent in her mind. "I love her dearly, and
want to marry her."
"She refused you then?"
"Yes."
Elizabeth breathed more freely.
"But I can" ask her again."
Elizabeth frowned. Wbatcould this mean?
It was not an absolute refusal. Beatrice was
playing some game of her own.
"Why did she put you off, Mr. Davies?
Do not think me inquisitive. I only ask
because I may be able to help you."
"I know: you are very kind. Help me,
and I shall always be grateful to you. I do
not know I almost think that there must
be somebody else, only I don't know who it
can be."
"Ah," said Elizabeth, who had been gaz
ing intently at the little holes in the beach,
which she had now cleared of the sand.
"Of course that is possible. She is a curi
ous eirl, Beatrice is. What are those let
ters, Mr. Davies?"
He looked at them idly. "Something
your sister was writing wtiile I talked to
her. I remember seeing her doing it"
"G-e-o-ff-r-e why, it must be meant for
Geoffrey. Yes, of course it is possible that
there is somebody else, Mr. Davies. Geof
frey! how curious!"
"Whv is it curious, Miss Granger. W ho
is Geoffrey?"
Elizabeth laughed a disagreeable little
laugh, that somehow attracted Owen's at
tention more than her words.
"How should I know? It must be some
friend of Beatrice's, and one of whom she is
thinking a good deal, or she would not write
his name unconsciously. The only Geof
frey that I know is Mr. Geoffrey Bingham,
the barrister, who is staying at the vicarage,
and whose life Beatrice saved." She paused
to watch her companion's face, and saw a
new idea creep across its stolidity. "But,
of course," she went on. "it cannot be Mr.
Bingham that she was thinking ot, because
you see heis married."
"Married?" he said'yes, but he's a man
for all that, and a very handsome one."
"Ye, I should call him handsome a fine
man," Elizabeth answered critically; "But,
as Beatrice said the other day, the great
charm about him is his talk and power of
mind. He is a very remarkable man, and
the world will hear of him before he has
done. But, however, all this is neither here
nor three. Beatrice is a curious woman and
has strange ideas, but I am sure that she
would never carry .on with a married man."
"But he might carry on with her. Miss
Elizabeth."
She laughed. "Do you really think that
a man like Mr. Bingham would try to flirt
with girls without encouragement? Men
like that are as proud as women, and
prouder; the lady must always be a step
ahead. But what is the good of talking
about such a thing? It is all nonsense.
Beatrice must have been thinking of some
other Geoffrey, or it was an accident or some
thing. Why, Mr. Davies, if you for one
moment really believed that dear Beatrice
could be guilty; of such a shameless thing as
to carry on a flirtation with a married man,
would you have asked her to msrry you?
Would you still think of asking such a
woman as she must be to become your wife?"
- "I don't -know; I suppose not," he said
doubtfully.
. "You jmppose not, I know you better
than you know yourself. You would rather
never marry at all than to. take such a
woman as she would.be prove'd to be, But
it is no good talking such stuff! If you have
a rival you may be sure it is some unmar
ried manr"
Owen reflected in his heart that on the
whole he would rather It was a married one,
since a married man, at anv rate, could not
legally take possession of Beatrice. But
Elizabeth's rigid morality alarmed him, and
he did not say so.
"Do you know I feel a little upset, Miss
Elizabeth," he answered. "I think I will be
going. By the way, I promised to say noth
ing oi this to your father. I hope you will
not do so, either."
"Most certainly not," said Elizabeth, and
indeed it would be the last thing she would
wish to do. "Well, goodby. Mr. Davies. Do
not be downhearted; it will all come right in
the end. You will always have me to help
you, remember."
"Thank you, thank you," he said earnest
ly, and went
Elizabeth watched him around the wall of
rock with a cold and ugly smile set upon her
face.
"You fool," she thought, "you fool! To
tell me that you ''love her dearly and want
to marry her;' you want to get that sweet
face of hers, do you? Dear Beatrice, she is
not capable of carrying on a love affair
with a married man oh, certainly not!
Why, she's in love with him already, and
he is more thaa half in love with her. If
she hadn't been, would she have put Owen
off? Not she. Give them time, and we
shall see. They will ruin each other they
must ruin each other; it won't be child's
play when two people like that fall in love.
They will not stop at sight, there is too
much human nature about them. It was a
good idea to get him into the house. And
to see her go on with that child Effie, just
as though she was its mother it makes me
laugh. Ah, Beatrice, with all your wits you
are a silly woman! And one day, my young
girl, I shall have the pleasure of exposing
you to Owen; the idol will be unveiled, and
there will be an end of your chances with
him, for he can't marry you after that Then
my turn will come. It's a question of time
only a question of time."
So brooded Elizabeth in her heart mad
dened with malicious envy and passionate,
jealousy. She loved this man, Owen Davies,'
as much as she could love anybody; at the
least, she dearly loved the wealth and station
of which he was the visible center, and she
hated the sister whom he desired. If she
could only discredit that sister and show
her to be guilty of woman's worst crime,
misplaced, unlegalized affection, surely, she
thought, he would reject her.
She was wrong. She did not know how
entirely he desired to make Beatrice his
wife, or realize how forgiving a man can be
who has such an end to gain. It is of the
women who already weary them, and of
their infidelity that men are so ready to
make examples, not of those who do not
belong to them, and whom they long for
night and day. To these they can be very
merciful.
( To be continued next Sunday.)
SAINT MARTIN'S LANE.
St Martin's Lane winds
up the hill
And trends a devious
way;
I walk tberein amid the
din
Of busy London day
I walk where wealth and
squalor meet
And think npon a time
When others trod tnis
saintly sod
And heard St Martin's
chime.
Sut when those solemn
bells invoke
The midnight's slum
brous grace.
The ghosts of men come
back again
To haunt that curious
place:
The ghosts of sages,
poets, wits
Come back in goodly
train.
And all night long with
mlrtn and song
They walk Bt Martin's
Lane.
There's Jen-old paired
with Thackeray
Maeinn and Thomas
Moore,
And here and there
and everywhere
Fraserians by the
score;
And one wee ghost
that climbs the
hill
Is welcomed with
a shout
No king conld be
vavaraJ no Via
Thepadre.Father
l irrouti
I They banter ud and
1
' down thA ftfrpnt
Andclamoratthe
door
Ot yonder Inn,
which once had
been
JThe scene of mirth galore:
lis now a lonely, musty shell.
Deserted, like to fall;
And Echo mocks their ghostly knocks
And Iterates their call.
Come back, thou ghost of ruddy host!
From Pluto's misty shore
Benew to-night the keen delight
Of bygone years once more;
Brew for this merry, motley horde
And serve the steaming cheer.
And grant that I may lurk hard by
To see the mirth, and hear.
Ah men dream what things may seem
To others childish vain.
And yet at nicht 'tis my delight
To walk St. Martin's Lane;
For, in the light or other days,
I walk with those I love.
And, all the time, St Martin's chime
Makes piteous moan above.
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A YEEI POLITE I0DM MAN.
He Wein Oat n Hat a Day and Salon the
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There is said to be a young gentleman in
Brooklyn, the son of one of the lately de
ceased bridge trustees, who is so excessively
polite that he wears out a hat a day taking
It off to the ladies on Fulton street.
This young man has a regular beat or pa
trol, which he takes whenever the weather
is inviting, and as the beat is short and he
Is "excruciating" he has almost mined the
trade of the merchants on it by taking the
attention of the ladies away from the show
windows.
Not long ago, so the story goes, the mer
chants held an alarm meeting, and after
canvassing the subject exhaustively deter
mined to organize and to offer him a salary
of 55 a day so long as he would keep away
from Brooklyn. He has not decided yet
whether to accept or scornfully reject the
proposal.
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store for it, and that manyof them, like him
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THE HTTSBTJBGr DISPATCH. SUNDAY, flEBRTrASY '16.
GKOWING IN IAV0R
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The Game of Racquet Bids Fair to
Become Popular in America.
A CHAMPIONSHIP C0HTE8T ON.
The Best Players in the World to Meet In
New lork Neit Hontb.
EICH MEN ENTHUSIASTIC) OYEB IT
IWItlTTEN FOB TEX DISPATCH.
"Woof!"
It was a big man's voice that I heard
while up on the second floor of the New
York Eacquet Club yesterday. I stepped
up to a baize-covered door and peered
through the glass ovaL
"Zip!"
It was close at hand now and, clutching
the door, I started back involuntarily; The
door swung open and revealed a herculean
person in loose, white flannels and weighing
probably about 250 pounds. He war reach
ing for a little white ball which a slender
athletic young fellow, some 20 feet off, kept
sending up against the wall at the far end
of the court
"Ouch!"
And the hall came spinning straight for
the door. Just as I ducked the fat man
made a lunge with his racket that narrowly
missed decapitating me. He stood palpitat
ing, with perspiration trickling down his
face in little rivulets. The slender sinewy
man was as cool as though he had been a
a mere spectator of the sport
It was a practice game between Prof.
Bobert Moore and a member of the club
that I had interrupted. But the Hercules,
who overtopped the young English athlete
by ahead and shoulders, had had exercise
enough, and, being "pumped out" retired
to shed his flannels. The instructor then
Lightning Racquet Play.
played a little solitaire. Catching the ball
lightly on his racquet, he sent it spinning
from end to end of the 63-foot court half a
dozen times at lightning speed, aever allow
ing it to touch the floor, a ieat few experts
would care to attempt
TRAINING FOE A CHAMPIONSHIP.
"You see I have to keep my band in on
mv own acconnt," he explained. "I'm
training for the contest for the champion
ship in March, and 1 hope to win it, too."
"Your fat pupil -seemed to have plenty of
running," I remarked.
"Yes, probably six yards to my one. It
is the same as handball in that respect, you
see: the server can make the other man do
all the running. But a clever player won't
let himself be used up too quickly. When
the match takes place we will have some of
the finest racqueters in the world here. Tom
Pettit, of the Boston club, who is to
play Al "Wright and myself, is a world
beaten at tennis, and has held the cham
pionship several years. He has been try
ing to get Saunders, the English champion,
to make a match, but has not yet succeeded.
Pettit has only been playing racquets a
year since the opening of the Boston club.
"Wright and J. have been at it over seven
years. The match will be played in this
court about "Washington's Birthday, under
the usual conditions the best of seven
games, for a stake and the championship.
Whoever wins will have to meet Latham,
the English champion. Should Pettit be
the victor he will have to play against
Boaker, of Quebec, the present American
champion, before he can meet Latham.
Wright would have to do the same."
"And you, too?"
. "No; I played with Boaker twice last
season and beat him. He beat Wright in
1883 and 1889. Boaker's friends say he has
retired. He has held the championship 11
years, bnt I understand he hasn't really
surrendered his claim, although his friends
in the Quebec club have advised him to
do so."
"Why do they want to retire him?"
AT THIBTT MAN DECLINES.
"He is getting old. He must be about 38
or 40, and it's the same in racquet as in
other athletie sports a player is at his best
before reaching his thirtieth year. After
that age he loses in elasticity, and, while he
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may be stronger, be is slower. But
Boaker is still a fine player, although
Latham, of London, is accounted the
best in the world. He has held the
world's championship for several years,
having won it from Joe Gray, who became
champion after the death of 'Punch' Fairs,
who had held it for seven years. Walter
Gray, the brother of Joe, is also one of the
famous English players, although he has
never been a champion. He competed with
Latham after the latter had defeated his
brother, and was beaten in turn. The Grays
were here about seven years ago, and Joe at
that time played an exhibition jnatch in the
Bacquety Clnb court here with Boaker, in
which the Quebec man won the first three
games and Gray took the last four straight
Boaker is a hard hitter and plays with good
judgment, never losing his head. Heis
rather good on the drop. Gray is a slashing
player, very brilliant and a hard hitter all
the time."
-Ten years ago racquet was almost unknown
to Americans, but now it presses tennis very
closely. The New York Club, which is the
pioneer, has been followed by the organiza
tion of clubs in a number of large cities. Bos
ton has a strong club. The Philadelphia
club expects to move into its own home some
time in February, There are two clubs in
the Quaker City. Three weeks ago I sent to
Chicago the first set of racquets ever used
there, and a court has been organized. St
Paul has a good court, and Foxhall Keene
tells me that conrts are projected at several
of the leading colleges where athletics is a
prime feature. 1 have no doubt we shall
soon hear of them in full operation at Har
vard, Princeton and Yale.
' PINE AMATEUB P1AYEBS.
"During the last two seasons several very
fine players have come to the front among
the amateurs. B. S. De Garmendia is one
who has secured championship honors. He
is a cool player, and rarely makes a mis
take. One of the most surprising players,
and yet a very clever one, Is C. O. Perkins,
of the New York Club. He has an awkward
guard, but is a wonderful hitter. He never
gets into position for a ball, and seems
sometimes to reverse all the rules of the
game, but he hits it all the same. His
skill and agility are the means of his suc
cess. Ed Lamontaine, Jr., Is another very
hard hitter, and. Is regarded as one of the
coming great" racqueters of tnis country1, j
.coxnau jveene, aituongn a novice at tne
game, shows up wonderfully, and will be
-able to make things look rather lunny for
Garmendia nextjyear. Qua of the best of
our. oldish players is Mr. Lydig, who may
be said to represent the early school of
T
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racqueters. These are beyond question the
finest amateurs-in the country to-day.
"T am conitantlv Hiked about the cost of
equipping clubs in other cities," added
Pror. jaoore. J.I a. ciuu uas eumt, iuo
rest js but a trifle. Our courts, as you see,
are rather costly affairs sheathed walls,
markers' boxes and the rest of it But the
mere outfit of balls, racquets, rubber shoes
and flannels is within the reach of any club.
The balls are all imported, although there is
no reason why they shouldn't be made here
just as well as in England. They cost 6
cents apiece. The racquets are the very
best and cost fi each. Shoes are about the
same figure, and I suppose a club could get
flannel suits at (8 or $10 apiece,
MOEK SKILL THAN 8TBBNGTH.
"There is no better exercise fordeveloplng
the muscle than racquet. It is skill more
than strength that is required to make a
good player. One has to have all the finesse
The Brothert Gray.
needed at billiards, and at the same time to
have muscles strong enough to bear the
modicum of fatigue involved in a match. It
makes the player quick in all his move
ments, sure of eye and firm of hand. The
exercise is neither too gentle nor too severe,
and can be modified as much as the player
pleases. The rules of the game are sim
ple enough; yet no one could possibly
gather what they are from the books
published on the subject any mora than
you can learn to box or play chess from the
printed rules. The regulation court is
sixty-three feet by about thirty-one and a
half feet Bad service, failure to return,
and too low service, or too low return are
what count in the game as points. Missing
the ball while it is in the air, or on ihe first
rebound, also counts against either player.
There is a wooden board twenty inches high
at the service end of the court close to the
floor, and if the ball strikes it the sound is
heard at once. This board is called the
'tell-tale,' and to strike it counts a failure.
After the opening service, the players are
free to serve or return from auy point where
-
Ci
Moore and Soaker,
they can hit the ball to advantage; but the
rule of one serving and the other returning
is kept up throughout the game.
LENGTH 07 THE GAME.
Two, three or four can play in the same
game. An average game lasts about a quar
ter of an hour, and seven games constitute a
match, which can easily be finished in two
hours. To play the game well you have to be
in first-class condition, just as though you
were to play billiards. It is in this respect
totally unlike boxing and some other ath
letie sports, which a man can go into when
he is feeling dull for the purpose of waking
up and enlivening himself by the exercise."
There are many hundreds of racqueters
among the youhg business men of New
York, and the roll of the racquet club has
on it the names of not a few millionaires
men whose time is largely taken up in Wall
street and with banks ana railroads. They
drop in at the club, put on the flannels for
an hour or so, and after a bout or two with
an instructor or some member, get rubbed
down and go to business feeling strong
enough to face any amount of ordinary fa
tigue. The present quarters at Thirty-fourth
street and Sixth avenue are too small.
BIG MONET FOE ATHLETES.
Eive lots have been secured in the neigh
borhood of Forty-third street and Sixth
avenue. The new clubhouse will be fin
ished. It is said, before the lease Of the pres
ent building expires, in May 189L It will
be the finest structure of its kind in the
conntry.
An estimate of the amount that is spent
annually by the wealthy business men of
the metropolis on physical development
alone would seem like a gross exaggeration.
It reaches away up in the millions. Fenc
ing, boxing, ridin?, rowing, tennis, racquet
all have their devotees among the rich.
Unlike boating and horse racing, they are
sports that require personal participation
and cannot be done by proxy. A single de
cade has started the movement that is to
make us a nation of athletes.
MAKLNG PLAI OP WOBK.
Aa English Firm's Plan to Get Cblidrea ta
Manufacture Ita Goods.
New York Bnn.J
In England a company has been formed
for the manufacture of toy sr which were
formerlyimported into the country at the
almostincredibly. large sum of $2,000,000.
When it was learned that most of the work
of manufacturing the toys was accomplished
by little children, who enjoyed their em
ployment so much thatthey preferred It to
play, this company established their manu
factory in the midst of a crowded district of
Birmingham, and advertised to teach child
ren the work free ot cost As soon as the people
learned of this offer, women and children
besieged the place in such pumbers that the
street was literally packed with applicants,
and the police had great difficulty to force
their way through the throng.
The children after learning how to do the
work are allowed to take it to-tbeir homes,
and, surrounded by new comforts and luxu
ries purchased by the proceeds of their fasci
nating employment, amid the refining in
fluences ot home hundreds of busy little
hands are employed in delightful work. To
call out the most intelligent workers in the
trade the company issued a list ci prizes to
be competed ior by the children uuder 12
years of age and awarded to the child who
shall construct the best outfit lor the com
pany's paper doll. The largest prize is 5,
the smallest 3, and other prize lists are' to
follow presently.
Rebuked the Walter's Impertinence.
American Grocer. 1
Waiter Champagne?, Yessir, right offj
sir d'rj, sir?
Hiraaf Hayseed(with h,is bestgirl) Never
you mind whether we're dry or not Just
get that champaginy and don't ask no fool
uh questions!
c7
1890.
FAIR FOR THE FAIR.
The Part Women Should Takein the
Columbus Celebration.
VIEWS OP PROMIHEHT LADIES.
Criticism of Queen Isabella In Connection
With a flew League.
THE EXPERIENCE AT HEW ORLEANS
COBBisrarcxxcx or the dispatch)
Washington, February 15. Within
the past two weeks a remarkable interest
has sprung up all over the country as to the
part which women shall have in the
World's Fair. The wives of the Senators,
Supreme Court Judges and of. the Repre
sentatives in Congress have already taken
active steps in the matter, and a petition
signed by 110 prominent Washington la
dles has just been presented to Congress
asking thatf there shall be one or more
women representatives on the Fair's Board
of Managers. A society of women has been
organized to push the interests of women as
regards the fair and the probability is that
the great exposition will give a better dis
play of women's work and women's possi
bilities than any exposition of the past
The society is called the Isabella Memor
ial League, after Queen Isabella of Spain,
whose purse made it possiDle for Columbus
to discover America. I asked Mrs. Harri
son as to her interest in the World's Fair.
She replied: "In my position of course I
can do nothing, but those who have lighter
cares should do everything in their power
to make it a success, and I can think of
many a woman who would make an excel
lent executive officer if Congress should ap
point a woman on the Executive Board.
IT 18 "WOMAN'S BIGHT.
"There are many things a woman cannot
begin to do as well as a man, but the work
that will be required for the fair seems
especially fittingto her nature, abilities and
education. Take a home, for instance. A.
woman always arranges and manages it.
This fair is in a sense similar. It will re
quire taste, economy, a vast deal of hard
work, and what man is as tasteful, econom
ical and painstaking as a woman? It is
woman's right, not women's rights."
'Will it not benefit women greatly?"
"Yes, but it is not to help women that I
think they should be represented, but to
make the celebration a success, and whoever
can best bring that about should be called
upon to act"
"It was a pitiful sight to me," said Mrs.
Secretary Windom, "to see the crazy quilts
and corpulent pincushions at the Centennial
celebration, and to be told that they repre
sented women's work. I would rather that
the World's Fair would pass without any
representation than such an one. If any
woman has done anything that adequately
represents an industry or an art, I believe
her work should be shown not because she is
a woman, but because her work represents
an advance. Consequently I do not think
there should be an especial woman's depart
ment Asa general thing, I. think a man
agement composed entirely of men or entire
lp of women works better than a mixed one.
I am not in favor of women asking anything
on the ground of their sex, for I think in
this age everyone can do just what they
have the ability to do." I
THE ATTOBNEY OBNEBAl's WIFE.
"I have not given the subject any special
thought," said Mrs. Attorney General
Miller; "but judging by other things, I
think one woman on an executive board
would be a nuisance. She might be just as
capable as a man, but her life makes her
have different views on many subjects, and
then if any quarrel or trouble should arise,
the world would at once say that it was the
woman's fault It will be thesafest, if not
the most glorious, course to allow men to
manage any executive board that may be
organized. There is so much else that
women can do much better than men that it
will be well for them to stick to their own
line of work. I believe the arrangements
for the New Orleans Exhibition were satis
factory, and there women had a distinct
board. This thing of meddling in men's
work I do not approve of."
"At the centennial celebration of the First
Congress, at which Chief Justice Fuller de
livered the oration, there was not even a
flag displayed in the House of Representa
tives, where the great assembly was. Do
you suppose if one woman had had any
thing to do with it that she would not have
ferreted out the Stars and Stripes that hnng
in the First Congress and draped that flag
above the Speaker's head?" Susan B. An
thony uttered the words that I have just
quoted, and the grand old girl had a fiery
light in her gray eyes that should warn op
posers of women on World's Fair commit
tees to stand from under.
MBS. 8ENAT0B HAWLEY
is a member of the Isabella Memorial
League, and she thinks that Congressmen
will save themselves future annoyance by
listening to the plea of the-women now.
Said she: "The simplest way to recognize
the share women will perform in the
World's Fair is for Congress to allow the
appointment of women as members of the
Executive Board. It is not a case of the
equal rights of women at all, and I do not
care whether there is one woman or two, or
as many as there are men on the board. But
one there should be. I think the plan
adopted in New York for its school board
an admirable one to follow in this case, and
it will disarm all criticism or meddling if it
is done.
"I do not think an executive board it
such body there be should appoint a com
mittee ot lady managers, but whatever wo
men have anything to do with it should be
appointed by Congress. I am only afraid
everything has begun too late and thatthere
will be noair, for after it has been decided
upon, commissioners irom each country have
to be appointed, and when that is done there
will hardly be a year ior arranging the ex
hibits, and that alone should occupy three
years. Perhaps if women had had something
to do with it already there wouldn't have
been so much wrangling about a location,
but the fair itself would have been long
since decided upon."
CBITICI3ING QUEEN ISABELLA.
Mrs. Hawley treated the criticism of the
name of the women's organization lightly.
"We cannot," said she, "measure women of
the past by our own yardstick. Isabella
may have started the-Inquisition, may have
turned against Columbus, but the fact re
mains that she sold her crown jewels to
start him on his voyage. Columbus dis
covered this country that is all wo ask
about him, and we never thing of following
up his life to see if he did other things we
consider wrong. It is the act not the
woman, we giomy.
Tbe Southern women have as pronounced
views on the World's Fair as the women of
New England. Mrs, Senator Yance gives
a North Carolina view. She said: "lam
in favor of women having much to do witn
the World's Fair, and if a petition to Con
gress asking lor representation on the Board
of Management was thought the best
method, I hope it will succeed. I signed
it because it seemed to me an excellent way
of bringing up the subject and making peo
ple think about it I do hope every woman
in the country will be able to go through
the World's Fair in 1892 without having to
turn away their faces that they may not see
a screen standing here and a fat cushion
leaning there," with fine little gestures of
disdain, "as representations of women's
work."
BLUSHED TOE WOMAN'S WOBK.
"Women's work! ThereJs hardly an in
dustry or trade in which they have not done
well And from them they sho'uld he well rep
resented. When I -think of the crotch e ted
bobbinslblushedoverin thelast Centennial,
I became Indignant and hope that women
will do something in 1892 worthy their
marked advancement Bare executive and
saaaagerial ability' are as bard to fed is
men as in women, although I have a shadow
of a prejudice that women the oftener possess
It as they do a great deal of quiet managing
In this world. They are trained to it
'Fairs, charities and such organizations are
confessedly much more economically man
aged hy women than by men, and I do not
see whv thev should not have a share of the
-management of the World's Fair. People
vfho can doj things in this world should be
called upon; to do them, and beneath the
trivialities the discussion of woman's ability
to take part will rise. I do not see how
anyone dare deny that underneath it all
there is the right"
BHE IS ENf HTJSIASTIC.
Now Mrs. Yance is a tiny bit ot a woman
with soft brown eyes and winning face, but
she grew tall, her eyes flashed and her face
became the embodiment of justice as she
used the word "dare." No man would have
wanted to dare if he had seen her, for he
would have been vanquished, not by force,
but by principle.
"This affair belongs peculiarly to women,"
she continued, "for in spite oi all criticism
the only one thait made Colnmbus' discov
ery a possibility was a woman. The ques
tion is not raited what else that woman did,
but her one act places her above cavilling.
Can people who criticise her point out or
find one other woman in the fifteenth cen
tury Who was her equal ? If they can it
will then be time enongh to discuss Queen
Isabella's other characteristics."
AN ADVISOBT COUNCIL.
Mrs. Senator Ingalls said : "I hope every
chance that is proper will be given tnem, for
no one will deny that women are trained by
experience to special aptitude in manage
ment There is much that a woman need
not and should not attempt, but anything of
this nature is her province. If Congress
should not deem it advisable to appoint a
woman on the executive board there should
at least be an advisory council. If such a
council exists there will come times when
men will gladly consult it To prove that it
is not an ornamental organization I will take
my own experience in the Grand Army Fair
that was given here. At first the advisory
board of ladies were not consulted often,
but in time the gentlemen found they could
not do without their advice on subjects
which if asked about they would have
thought themselves perfectly capable of de
ciding. Women need not clamor for an
opportunity to work for when the Fair is
decided upon they will have the oppor
tunity." X LITTLE DUBIOUS.
"Has it been decided that there will be a
World's Fair?" was Mrs. ex-Senator Hen
derson's counter-query when I asked her
what part women would take in it "I
signed the petition to Congress, but can
didly there will be only one case in which
Congress will have anything to do with it
and that is if it is to be in Washington. If
it goes to any other city private corporations
will have the control and women will have
nothing to do with it unless thev can bid
higher than men. I hope we will not be
doomed to a side show or an independent
booth where we will be permitted to spread
out patchwork quilts and crochetted tidies.
There is hardly a trade in which women
have not done some creditable work and the
art exhibits ought to be exceptional. At
the New Orleans Exposition I was chair
man of the Missouri Woman's Committee,
and when I found that a woman was a cob
bler or a tinker I had her send samples of
her work. I hunted up every patent that
ever originated in a Missouri woman's
brain, and I first began then to see how
much women were doing of the work of this
world. At the Paris Exposition there was
a notable exhibit of women's work, for I
suppose there are more women compara
tively in France who work at trades than in
any other country."
MB3. "WALTHALL'S OBJECTIONS.
Mrs. Senator Walthall let me into a little
secret She was in a hurry when the peti
tion was presented to her, glanced over it
quickly and signed her name, although she
does not believe one whit in women asking
for a place on the Executive Board. Said
she: "I never have thought it the proper
thing for women to enter any life in ti hich
they will have to knock up against things
as men are supposed to do. There is so
much that has been left to us to do that we
have not yet dqne to perfection that it is
well for us to cling to our assignment in life
a little longer. Everyone kno ws that before
the fair is over women will have done much
of the work, and I think it right that they
should, but they will receive just as much
honot and pleasure if they do as they did in
the New Orleans Exposition and take a sep
arate department The better they do it the
more honor it will be, while it will be no es
pecial satisfaction to divide with men the
glory that may not crown their efforts, for
so iar as I have noticed the men have not
been especially successful they haven't de
cided on having a fair yet, have they?" she
asked with a merry twinkle in her brown
eyes. Miss Gbundt, Jb.
ROGER HILLS' FIRST HOBBT.
A Flight of Eloquence About Navigation on
a Texas Creek.
New York-Trlbone. 1
The Hon. Boger Q. Mills has not always
made the tariff question his hobby. When
he was elected to Congress 18 years ago he
was greatly interested in the glorious sub
ject of the navigation of the great American
rivers. In fact, he acknowledges that he
owes his first election to his views on that
subject Corsicana, his native city, is on
the banks of the brawling Brazos, and Mr.
Mills in the heated campaign that pre
ceded his first election pledged himself
when he should sit in the halls of Congress
to get a corpulent appropriation for the
opening of that famous stream to navigation.
In one oratorical flight from which he rarely
quotes now, he said:
"There will come a time when the. Texan
will stand proudly on the banks of the
broad Brazos, and mark the on
sailing of a stately ship which has passed
from New York harbor down the deep blue
Atlantic, into onr royal Gulf and thence
through a channel, deep, broad and well
dredged, into the very heart of our well
loved Texas."
That sentence brought him an overwhelm
ing majority and he did not forget it One
of the first bills he introduced was for the
appropriation of something like $500,000 to
aid the navigation of the Brazos to its
source. Instead of $300,000 he got $5,000 to
to be used for surveying the course of the
stream. The following summer he was at
his home in Corsicana, when two polite
strangers called and introduced themselves
as United States Surveyors.
"We have been sent down, Mr. Mills,"
said one,' "to survey the Brazos river to its
source. Will you' oblige us by telling us
whether we had better go up the river in a
buckboard or on horseback, as it may be
wet in some places."
The astute free trader realized too late
that he had forgotten that the Brazos dried
up completely in the summer. He never
sought another appropriation for river navi
gation. THE LATEST IN SWEETS.
Cream Btrawberrlea asd Choeolato Caudlea
Are llaviac a Kan.
New York World.!
Cream strawberries are the newest and
sweetest things in the candy market The
luscious red berry is first dipped ia cold
water, and then plunged into a cream bath
of rose, lemon, vanilla, orange or piatache
flavor, the stem and little green leaf remain
ing. When dry the fruit boa bon is put
into a little cap or bonnet of fluted paper
and offered for sale at the modest rate of $2
per pound.
Another Innovation of sweetness is the
chocolate candle, a beautiful brown stick,
three Inches long, with a tuft of hard silk to
represent the wick. Set In a papier ma
chine candlestick of white, pink or blue the
con'ectlou is at once a table ornament, a
favor and a delicious morsel of 'dessert.
Judging from the display of sweetmeats and
the various designs that are coming' Into the
Broadway, Ma"aIsoa aajLFif th avenue shops
ohoeekte U the, efcajaa f fcsiBa. ,
BOY THIEF CATCHERS
Young Yidocqs Successfully Em
ployed by Inspector Byrnes.
BO SUPEBIOB FOE SHAD0W1HG.
How a loath of Eighteen Solved tn Hjs
teryofaSilkEoDberr. STEAMSHIP E0GFE3 HEATLT CAUGHT
corhispoxpzxce or Tire dispatch.!
New Yoek, February 15. A few weeks
ago an item appeared in the papers telling
of a thief named Larkin who shot at one of
Inspector Byrnes' "stool pigeons" named
"Mickey" Bennett as be was coming-down
the steps of police headquarters. The bold
ness of the thief did not surprise some peo
ple as much as to learn that the stool pigeon
was a boy of 17, and had been in tbe employ
of the great detective for several years.
Boy detectives are supposed to exist only
in the vivid imaginations of dime 'novel
writers, but as a matter of fact there are
more than a balf dozen youths who are regu
larly attached to the Central office staff.
They are rarely seen about headquarters,
and every effort is made to conceal their
identities. When he wants one of them the
Chief knows where to find him, and when
his work is done, or he has any information
to give, the tyro communicates with the In
spector through a third person. The boys
are used mainly as stool pigeons, and as
such they are almost invaluable to their em
plover. They can get information and se
cure evidence where the most expert detect
ive would fail, and for sbadowers they have
no superiors. Experienced thieves Know how
expert detectives work and can tell from the
appearance of a stranger three times out of
five whether he is an officer or not, but they
have little or no suspicion of boys, and have
not as yet got to think of them seriously.
HOW THE BOYS OPEBATE.
The corps of boys that Inspector Byrnes
has, were carefully picked. They are in
telligent young fellows, quick to adapt
themselves to circumstances and have a
good knowledge ot crooks and their resorts.
Some of them are policemen's sons. Of late
the young stool pigeon has been used a good
deal in locating robberies in big stores.
Generally be goes in as office boy or clerk.
A case occurred a short time since where
large amounts of silks had been disappear
ing from a big drygoods house uptown, and
every effort of the proprietors to catch the
purlomerhad failed. The merchants re
ported the matter to Inspector Byrnes and
were surprised when a smooth-faced young
fellow, scarcely 19 years old, came to them
with a note from the Inspector requesting
that he be given a position in their estab
lishment He was given charge of the cash
boys. Two weeks later the merchants were
informed by the Inspector that a nephew
of one of the firm was the culprit and in
quiring if they desired him arrested. The
uncle of the accused clerk refused to believe
his nephew was guilty and the Inspector
was asked for bis proof. He reported that
his-youthful assistant had shadowed three
of the clerks and had finally discovered that
the nephew of the senior member of the firm
was the man he was after.
A WOMAN IN THE CASE.
He found that they all three drank a good
deal and frequented questionable resorts,
but that the nephew of the proprietor was a
gambler and was entangled in a woman's
meshes, When he saw the woman visit the
store and purchase a quantity ot silk he felt
sure he was on the right track. The sales
man was the nephew and the check which
the woman got from him called, ior less than
one quarter of tbe actual value of tbe fabric.
From one of the cash boys he learned that
the woman was a freqnent visitor. These
facts satisfied the junior partners, but the
uncle of the suspected young man, while he
admitted that the evidence was strong was
still loath to accept it as final. It was then
suggested that the stool pigeon re
main in the store until the woman
came again. She arrived two days
later. No outward sign of recog
nition passed between her and the salesman.
When the woman entered the store tbe stool
pigeon notified tbe members of the firm and
they arranged to intercept the woman as she
departed. Her package was opened and the
silk measured, and the check which had
been given her by the salesman was exam
ined. When this was finished the nephew
was sent for. The minute he entered he
knew what had occurred, and begged for
forgiveness. The chief of the cash boys re
signed a few days later. ,
THIEVES ON THE STEASIEB3.
Another young stool pigeon was assigned
to break up a gang of thieves on the Ward
line of steamers. Passengers were robbed
on every trip and large quantities of cigars
were stolen. The yonng fellow who was
sent on this case, whose name is Thomas
Cameron, got work on one of tbe boats as a
dishwasher, and by keeping his eyes and
ears open, succeeded in ' ascertaining who
the thieves were the first trip. When
nearly home Cameron purposely quarreled
with the pantry man and succeeded in get
ting transferred to another boat There he
was also fortunate, and on reaching New
York six of the thieves were arrested, thiee
of whom are now serving terms in Sing
Sing.
The fault with boy detectives is, however,
that they are not as safe as men. They are
likely to become impressed with their own
importance and let their beads become
swelled. After doing a meritorious piece of
work they are liable to talk about it and in
jure their usetulness in their angling for
flattery. Some of thera are level-headed
enough to steer clear of these snags and in
time blossom out as full-fledged detectives
when the training and knowledge they re
ceived in their early work serves them well.
Several of the Inspector's best men gradu
ated from the stool-pigeon corps, which is
practically a training school for detectives.
B. S.
PEEILS OP OETHOGEAPHI.
X Plana Agent Who Dawned a School aa4
Then Got Dawned.
from the New York Ban.
I was riding through the country vest of
Fekin, 111., with an organ and piano
agent, when we came along to a schoolhouse
one evening and found a spelling school in
progress. The agent suggested that we stop
for awhile, adding: "If X can't spell the
whole school down, then I don't want a
cent
There was a big .turnout, and the master
at once invited us to take a hand. I had
been there before, and politely de
clined. The agent, however, went into
the ranks with great enthusiasm, and,
in the course of 16. minutes, had
downed alt but 12. Then I overheard
growls and threats and mutteriogs from
half a dozenyoung men, and knevr that he
was galloping to his doom. Five-mlnutea
later there were only six up, and at the end
of another five the agent and the belle of the
school stood alone. The mutterini.-s grew
louder and more menacing, and I decided
to slip out doors.
I was unhitching the team wbren there
came a loud cry, followed by a succession of
crashes, and a crowd poured out, through
the door. The agent was being dragged by
tbe hair of the head, and as soon as well out
Into the yard they rolled him down a bank
intothecreek. I got out with tte team by the
skin of my teeth, and, reaching tie town,
sat up all night for the agent Hd came In
about daylight, clothing in rags, eyea
bunged up, two fingers broken, and going
lame -in both legs, and as he fell into a
chair he explained:
"Before using and after usin I I first
down the school, and then the school
downed me, and I'll be hanged it lever
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