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end yt he llninrmit about making It
put! In patad mill went nn eauiti buck
again Wam'nl nprvnuly down ttie lung
Ihorouirlilnrf iml then rcMiinil It la aimless
Uroll, ilowly nml rrlui'laiilly, 'J'n llii'se in
decisions and iimUaIIuiis Hutoohiiiij Im lie
tIIhIiIk t'llnmxi witli evrt Imturpd bill yet
(roinlim In " "'ryllilnil around lilm nuil
far olintait ' Ill in h" Hunt down I'nrk
treat until ha name In lliouuiillrr thorough.
fare nmnoil mi the cahl mul there, Willi still
greater shameied-dnt'si Im paused mid vrn.
lured to look at Ilia lioiikr tliut Im giii'sted to
) ilia abode ol Ilia (i 1. 1 man mul III
KraiiddMUslilar. Wall, ll wm a suffltileiitly
humble dwelling; lull It was ,t
nil clean; mul In ilia llltlo balcony nutide
tlie-first floor Htre m ntiuihrr m pott or flnw.
er lobelias, nx-cve ililnlri mul iuuk. The
window wat iipmi.buihiM'nuM hour nothing.
He glanced up and down tlia (1111111 Hi cot,
lly thli time ilia carriage! had nil been
driven away to dlnuer imrlv mid theatre; a
perfect sllcnie prevallrd everywhere; llirra
was not A tingle pnaier-bv. llwas it quiet
corner, a restful haven, these two Inwdy
cretturn hud louiul niter their varied buffet,
inga about the world. And to tliia voung
roan, who had just come uwiy rom the roar
of Oxford street and iti surging stream nf
human lite, there termed something sineii
larly lasoliiatlng and soothing in the still
neta. He begun to think thut he, loo, would
like to escape into this retreat. They
would not object to a sollurv companion?
to a neighbor who would be content
to see them Irotn the other 6ide of the way,
at the window now and again, or perhaps to
say "Good niorninel" or '"Good evening 1"
as they passed him on the pivement? He
could bring bit books; here would be ample
opportunity for study; theie were lar too
many distractions and interruptions at his
father's house. And then alter weeks and
weeks 01 patient waiting then perhaps
tome still evening he mignt be invited to
crossover? In the hushed little parlor he
would take his seat and oh 1 the wonder
and entrancement of it be privileged to sit
and listen, ana hear what the w.iuderers, nt
rest at last, had to say ot the far and outer
world they had left behind them. He did
cot know what she was called; but he
thought of several names; and each one
grew beautiful became possessed of a curi
ous interest when he guessed that it might
be hers.
Suddenly the silence sprung into lire;
some one seemed to speak to him; and then
he knew that it was a violin being played
In that very room. He glauced up toward
the open window; he could ju-t make out
that the old man was sitting there, within
the shadow; therefore hmust be the girl
herself who was playing, in the rec-ss of the
chamber. And in a sort of dream he stood
and listened to the plaintive melody hard
ly breathing haunted by the feeling that
he was intruding on some sacred privacy.
Then, when "the beautiful, pathetic notes
ceased, he noiselessly withdrew his bowed
head. She had been --peaking to him, but he
was bewildered; he hardly could tell what
that trembling, infinitely sad voice had
said.
He walked quickly now; for in place of
those Tague anticipations and reveries, a
more definite purpose was forming in his
brain; and there was a certain joyousness in
the prospect. The verv next morning he
Would come up to this little thoroughiare,
and see if he could secure lodging or him
self, perhaps opposite the house where the
old mau and his granddaughter lived. It
was time he was devoting himself more tig
orously to studv; there were too many peo
ple calling nt the big mansion in Grnstenor
place; tho trlvolities ol Ihe fashionable
world were too reductive. Jlut in the seclu
sion ol that quiit liltb quarter he could give
himself up to tils biiuUn; aud lie would know
tlmt ho hnd neighbors; he might get n
glimpse of them Irom time to time; that
would lighten lilt toll. "hen when Mnry
atelhunc he liud coiiiv to tho roncl ti -! ii
that Mury wan her name, ntul lull innilc not
Mich b bad guess, after all whru Miiiy
jlcthunc ployed "tie of thn pathetic Hcolcfi
n Irs, he would Imve it btttcr right to listen;
he would eonlenleilly nut down Himmmi'N
"Progress of Nations,'' mid goto the open
wludow, und sit there, till the violin hud
crated to speak. It wua a most excellent
scheme; he convlmed himself tlmt ll would
work right well because It was bused on
comninu sense
tV hen ho arrived at the great house iu
Grosvenor Place, he went at once Into the
dining routii, mid found, though not to his
surprise, tlmt dinner was Just about over.
There were only three persons seated at the
long table, wht'h was sumptuously lur
niched with lrul flowers and silver. At
the heid whs V Harris' father, Mr. liar
land Harris, a tout, tqunre-tet, n-nmewhut
bourgeois-looking man, with a stiff, pedantic
and pompous manner, who nevertheless
showed hit scorn of conventionalities by
wearing u suit oi gray tweed; on lU right
tat his sister-in-law, Mrs. Ellison, a re-
tnarkably pretty young widow, tall and cle
gnntof figure, with wavy, brown hair, slirewd
bine eyes and a nioi-l charming smile that
the could use with effect; the third aiember
of the group being Mr. Ogdcn, the great
electioneerer of the North, a big and heavy
man, with Yorkshire-lookiug shoulders, n
bald bead, and small, pic.MBh eyes set in a
wide extent of face. Mr. Ogden was re
splendent in evening dress, if his shining
shirt Iront was rather billowy.
"What's this now?" said the pretty Mrs.
Ellison to the young man, as he came and
pulled in a chair and sat down by her.
"Haven't vou had any dinner?"
"Good little children come in with des
sert," said he, as he carelessly helped him
seli to some olives and a glass ol claret.
"It's too hot to eat food unusual lor
Hay, isn't it? Beside I had, a late luncheon
with Musselburgh."
"Lord Musselburgh?" put in Mr. Ogden.
"I wonder when his lordship is going to tell
n what he is going to be an owner of race
horses or a yachtmau or a statesman? It
zeems to me he can't make up bis own mind;
and the public don't know whether to take
him seriously or not."
"Lord Musselburch," said Master Vin,
firing up in defense of his lriend, "is an En
glish gentleman, who thinks be ought to
support English institutions and I dare
say that is whr ho does not find saving
grace in the caucus."
Perhaps there was more rudeness than
point in this remark; but Mrs. Ellison's
eyes lanrhed decorously and unobserved.
She 6aid aloud
'Tor my part, I consider Lord Mussel
bureh a very admirable young man; he has
oScred me the box-seat on his coach at the
next meet ot the Four in Hand Clnb."
"And are yon going, aunt?" her nephew
asked.
"Yes, certainly."
"Hard on Musselburgh, won't it be,
rather?" he observed, in a casual sort of
way.
"Why?"
"Because if you are ou the box-seat, no
body will look at his team."
".None of your impertinence, sir," said
the (but she was pleased all the same).
"Boys must nst say such things to their
grandmothers."
Now the advent of Master Vin was oppor
tune; for Mr. Harris, finding that his sister-in-law
had cow some one of like mind to
talk to, left those two frivolous persons
alone, and addressed himself exclusively to
his bulky friend from the North. Aud his
discourse took the form of pointing nut what
were the practical and definite aims that
socialism had to pluce before itself. As to
general principles, all thinking men were
agreed. Every one who had remarked the
signs of the times knew that the next great
movement in modern life must be the eman
cipation of the wage slave. The tyranny of
the capitalist worse than any tyranny that
existed under the feudal svstem must be
cribbed and confined; too long hnd he gorged
himself with the fruits of the labors of his
fellow-creatures. The most despicable of ty
rants, he; not only robbing and plundering
the hapless beings at his mercy, but debas
ing their lives, depriving tbcm of their in
dividualism, of the self-respect which was
the birthright of the humblest handicralts
man of the middle ages, mid making of
them mere machines for the purpose of fill
ing his pockets with useless and inordinate
wealth. What was to be done, then? w hut
were the Immediate steps to te taken in or
der to alter this monstious and abominable
plunder far more iniquitous than anything
that Henry VIIL ever did, when he de
stroyed the monasteries and stole the public
landi from the poor and gave them to hii
barons mid eotirtlart? It was ll very well
to make pinpesslnns to lVr! Laohulsa, mid
wave red Hbki, nnd wax eloquent over tlm
KrAVt'i nf llm UomiiiiinUUi but (hsra was
wiinled iiimalliliiff iiinrt limit Ulk, ionic
thing mors than h Irlhulo to iha in onion' of
tho inariyn, something notusl in rngAg
our own t'0'tirts, if Ilia onr limn was lint In
Im inrever grniiiul lo Hie dust, himself tnl
hit timing Imullv, by Ilia relsnllru nliiio
rrnt Aliil hit rniiypiilant (rrndom
nf rnntruot, Ial Ihe hlAlo, llirn Hint otf
ulna nf oppression wliloli liiu been Invaulrd
by the rich now too witrtlier ll could nnl
do something fur nil clatiet under lis fr
let ll consider tits proletariat at well at the
liittcrilt'tiloui Umllnrdi and lbs tntnlhl and
tolfUli hoiirgroiila. Already H nm work'
Ihg the. lulegrAPhs, the post office. e paireli
pott, tha dockyards, nnd saving' baitlt)
mid i it regulated ilia wages paid by ihe
wage-rata ol the nuiildo market, thai wat
because It lollowed the wicked old tj item
ol unequal distribution nf profit that wat
toon lo be destroyed. That would speedily
be, niueniled. What lurther, then? The
land nr the people, first nf all. At clear at
duvllght wa' the right of the people to tho
land; let the Stnte assume pottcttion, and
indulge it iti mines and rulitrraW, lis agri
culture, Hi publie grounds and parks for
the benefit of all, not lor the profit of A
pampered few. The State must buy and
own the railwavs, must establish communal
centers of distribution lor the purchase and
exchange o goods, must establish systems
of credit, roust break down monopoly'cverv
w here, and the iron power ol commercial
ism that was crushing the life out of the
masses nf the population. The Slhte mut
organize production, so that each man shall
do his share of work demanded by the com
munity, and no more
But here Mrs. Vinson, wno haa doubtless
heard or read all this be ore, turned away
altogether. She asked her nephew to give
her some more strawberries.
"I say. Vin," she remarked, accidentally,
'what very bcauti ul dessert plates these are.
I don't remember them. Where did you
get theui?"
"I thought you would admire them," said
be. "They are mv father's own design."
"Keullsi I call them very handsome
and m quaint and unusual. He must tell
me where I can get some of them; when I
go back to Brighton I should like to lake a
few with me or my small establishment."
"But yon can't, "aunt," he said.
"Why?"
"Because my father had the molds
broken."
She looked at him for a moment and then
sniggered yes. sniggered, but discreetly, so
that the two perlervid politicians should
cot see.
"That is pretty well," she observed in nn
undertone, "lor a Socialist and a Com
munist to have the molds broken so that
nobody else should have anyl"
Presently she said, in the same under
tone "I'm going to catch your eye in a minute,
Vin. Are you comiiig upstairs to the draw
iugrnnm with me?"
"Yes, of course, aunt," said he instantly,
"Get up now and let's be off."
She rose; so did her brother-in-law. Mr.
Ogden remained in his chair perhaps
through iniittsutiou. or perhaps he was be
wildered by the consciousness that he ought
to make, ss a relic of his ancient worship of
luisscz aire, some protest against this whole
sale intervention ol the State. Then Mas
ter Vin opened tho door for the tall and
bright-eyed widow; nud he and she pasted
out und went upstuirs together.
When they entered the epncioui aud
rlclily-luriiUlied room, the atmosphere of
which was heavy with the scent of flowers,
Mrs. Ulllson seated herself in a low loung
ing chuir, while her nephew stood some lit
tle wny off, his hands behind his back, his
eyes itbtciitlv rturlug Into n rnse-slmdcd
lump us if lis could see pictures tlicro
When the spoke, no ilnubt lie heard; but he
did not answer or Interrupt; lie allowed her
to rumble mi. Ami alio was Iu a Ulkutlve
und vivacious mood,
"I'm going to the Drawing I loom to-morrow,
Vin," ssld she, "in present Louie
Drexel; und if you were kind And civil you
would tome down to Ht, James' Park mid
Dud nut our brougham and tulk lo ui while
wn nre walling, 1 do to want you to get to
know Miss Drexel well; it would be worth
your while, I can tell you. Vnu see,
llii.se American girls liuva such excellent
good tense. This evening, be ore you came
In, your lather wut tro.itiug us to a dissolu
tion on the Iniquity of riches or rather the
ubsurdlty ot piople reveling In wealth, and
nt the sumo tune protesting to,be Christians.
He usked mid I'm sure I couldn't answer
him how a Bishop can reconcile his enjoy
ment of 10,000 a year with Christ's plain
injunction, 'Sell all that thou hast and dis
tribute unto the poor.' And while I wui
listening to the sermon I was thinking of
you, Vin. I don't know how far you have
accepted your lather s theories which he
lumsel takes precious good care not to put
into practice. But some day for young
men are so impulsive and willful and uncer
tain you might suddenly take it Into your
head to do some wild thing ot that kind;
and then don't you see how well it would
be for you to be married to a sensible
American cirl; for if you were to sell all
thut you have and give to the poor, she
would make pretty certain you didn't sell
all that she had so long us the mimed
women's property act was in force. There's
no mad Quixotism ubout a girl like that
level-headed, isn't that what they call it
over there? Then, think what a help such
a wile as that would be to you in puolic
life. Think of nn election, lor example
whv, Louie Drexel could talk the voters out
of their five sense--bamboozle the women,
and laugh the men into good humor. I
wonder you didn't pick up one o those
bright American girls when you were over
in the States. I suppose you were too busy
examining the political machine and the
machinists. But I'm glad you didn't; I
couldn't trust you, and I'm going to do it
for you myself. You are my boy; I'm
going to provide lor you. Aud I haven't
fixed on Louie Drexel yet; but at the same
time you might come down to-morrow to St.
James' Park and talk to her."
He withdrew his eyes from the crimson
lamp, and came and took a chair near her.
"I am thinking ol making a little change
in my arrangements," sjid he. "There is
too much distraction here; especially at this
time of the year, when everybody's in town.
I am going to take rooms elsewhere."
"Oh, ho!" exclaimed the pretty young
widow, with a smile. "Is that it? The re
straint ol home has been found too much at
last we must have ireedom, and wine
parties, and cards? Well, who can wander
at it? I warned your lather years ago of the
folly of cot sending you to college; you
would have had all that over by this time,
like other young men; but no, the future
champion of the proletariat was not to have
his mind contaminated by the sons ot
squires. Well,Sind where have the princely
apartments been chosen? In Ficcadilly,.of
course yellow satin and golden goblets."
"Yon are quite mistaken, aunt," he said,
simply. "Tde rooms I hope to get to
morrow are in a quiet little street that I
dare say you never heard of; if you saw it,
yon might proH.hly call it slumniy."
"Oh, is tli t it?" she said again, 'or her
brain was nim le md swift in the construc
tion of thiO s. "Then you are really
going to put some of your father's principles
into practice, and to consort with the
masses? I've oiteu wondered when he was
going to begin himself. You know how he
declares it to be monstrous that there should
be people ol your own race, aud color, and
religion, whom you would hesitate to ask to
sit down at the same table as yourselt; but I
have not heard him as yet invite Jack the
crossing-sweeper or Tom from the stable
yard to come in and dine with him. And
if they came in without an invitation tak
ing him at his word, as it were I'm afraid
the reception wouldn't be warm yes, it
would ne remarkably warm they'd be
thrown out ot the front door in a coudU of
seconds. So you are going slumming, is
that it? You want to understand the great
heart ol the people before you lead them
on to anarchy and universal plunder?"
"Aunt," said he, with a smile, "you
mustn't say such things to me; you mustn't
pour reactionary poison into my young
mind. No; I am going to retire into that
quiet little corner ol Loudon simply to get
on with my books; and as I shan't let any
body kuow where it Is, I can't be disturbed."
"Do yon mean to liye there altogether?" J
THT3J
lie ikeil, BlMiHnjr quickly at lilm. "Snail
you sleep there?"
"Oh, im, 1 "hall eomt home here eaoh
Trllllltfi"
"To dlmim? Hut li It no tuo mkliiB you
llitll 'nr nii narrr imiii to cam where you
dine, or wli-tlmr you dine at all, llaye you
told vnur lalhar nf this idlieinaY"
"No, not yrt" he made amwer and lie
enn M sity nothing iiirllier Jutt IIinii, fur nt
(hit innmrnlMr, Harris anil Ills gunit paiik
niuinirs imiii me uiiuiig rnnui, aim ir.
Ogden iirnreenVil in engage Ilia young widow
In ponilfMUt conversation,
Ai gend luck would litre II, when Vln
llarrltwent up next morning In Hit llltlo
Ihnrouglilare leading front 1'ark tlrael, he
found rxaolly the ronnia ho wauled, and en
gaged iheui there And then, paying a fort
uight'a tent in Advauco In order in calm lite
good landlady's mind, for he had tint a
scrap of luggage with lilm, The tilting
to nn wat all he really required, to be sural
hut ha did not with lo be disturbed by hav
ing the adjoining bedroom occupied! to he
took that ton, money nat being ot much can
teqtirnre to this young man. And then,
wbun tho landlady left, he aat down lo look
at hit now nosseiilous. The apartments
must have looked poorly furnished to eyes
familiar with the splendor of Groivunor
Place) but nt all events thev seemed
clean. Cheap German Hthogrnplit
adorned the walls; the fireplace wat
fay with strips of pink paper,
iut when he Approached tho window
win oh he did stealthily there was moro to
interest him; the opposite two windows, be
hind the balcony filled with flowers, were
both open; nt nny moment a figure might
appear there perhaps looking nut absently
and vaguely with these beautiful and wist
ful eyes. Or perchance he might bear the
teuder strains of the unseen violin? He re
mained there lor some time, rather breath
less nnd nervous,' until he recollected that
he had come hither lorthepurposesof study;
and then he thought he would go away
down to Grosvenor Place and seek out such
books and writiug materials as he might
want, and bring them along lorthwith.
He went downstairs and was just about
to step outside when he caught sight of
something across the way which caused him
instantly to shrink bask and shelter him
sell within the shadow of the door his
heart beating quickly. He bad nearly been
face-to-face with the pensive-eyed girl, for
she had come forth from the opposite house,
and was waiting lor her grandfather to lol
low. He remained concealed fearful of
being seen, and yet scarcely knowing why.
Then, when he heard the door on the other
side shut, and when he had allowed them a
few seconds' grace, he stepped forth from
his hiding, and saw that they were just
turning the corner into Park street.
Why this nertubation that caused bis
hauds'to tremble, that caused his eyeballs to
throb, as he looked, and yet hardly dared to
look? He was doing no harm he was
thinking no harm. These thoroughfares
were open to all; the May morning was
warm and fine and clear; why should he not
take his way to Hyde Park as well as an
other? Even in furtively watcuing whither
they went in keeping a certain distance be
tween them and him there was no sort of
sacrilege or outrage. It tkey had turned
and confronted him, they ceuld not have
recognized him; it was almost impossible
they could have observed the young man
who was half conce iled by the curtains o'
the room in Musselbureh House. And vet
yet there was some kind of tremulous
woudcr in his being so near her in
his being allowed, without let or hindrance,
to gars upon the long-flowing masses of
hair, that caught n sheen of light here and
there, and stirred with tho stirring of tbo
wind. And then the simple grace And
ease of her carriage! the held her head more
erect In these quiet thoroughfares; some
times tlio tur;icJ a little to ttddrcsi the old
man, nud then her refined aud sensitive
profile becama visible, and alio the tuy-
leriAtii charm oi tne long aim urooping
lushes. Ho noticed tlmt tlio never looked
nl uuy paisera-byi but she did not loem so
aud on this fresh morning; she was talking
u good iIchI nnd oheerlully, as he hoped.
He wished fur mora luullglit thai the dnr
might brighten nil Around liarthat the
warm airs might lie tweet with the blononii
ol the opening summer,
For now they were nearlng Hyde Park)
and nway beiore them stretched the pale
blue vlttas of atmosphere under the wide
twuvlng branches oi the maples. Ther
crossed to Grosvenor Gate; they left the
dull roar of Park Lane behind them; they
patted beneath the trees; and emerged upou
the open breadths of verdure, Intersected by
pale pink roads. Though summer had come
prematurely, this was almost an April-like
day: there was a southwest wind blowing,
ant flattening the feathery grasses; there
were shafts of mltty sunlight striking here
und there; while a contusion ol cloads,
purple and gray and silver, floated heavily
through the surcharged sky. The newly
shorn sheep were quite white lor London.
A smart young maidservaut Idly shoving a
perambulator had a glory ol spring flowers
iu ber bonnet. The mild air blowing about
brought grateful odors was It irom the
Sreeuswurd ull around, or from the more
slant masses o hawthorn white and red?
The old man, marching with head erect,
and sometimes swinging the stick that be
carried, was singing aloud in the gaiety of
his heart, though Vin Harris, carefully
kesping at a certain distance, could not
make out either the words or the air. The
young girl, on the other hand, was simply
looking at the various objects, animate and
inanimate, around her at the birds picking
up straws or shreds of wool for the building
ol their nests, at the wind shivering through
the gray spikeleta of the grass, at the ever
changing conlormation ot the clouds, at the
swaying oi toe branches of the trees; while
from time to time there came floating over
from ituightsbridge the sound o a military
baud. No, she did not appear so sad as she
bad done the day beiore; and there was
something cheerful, too, about her costume
about the simple dress ol dark blue aud
white-striped linen and the sailor's bat o
cream-wbite with a dark blue band. Mary,
he wade sure her-name was Mary Betbuue.
Only a naiuelo him; nothing more; a strange,
indefinable, immeasurable distance lay be
tween them; not tor him was it to draw near
to her to breathe the same air with her, to
listen to the low tones o. ber voice, to wait
for the uplifting of the mysteriously shaded
eves. And as for tancies become more
wildly audacious? what would be the joy
of any human being who should be allowed
to touch with trembling fingertips with
reverent and almost reluctant fingertips
the sott splendor of that shining and beauti
lul hair.
George Bethune and his granddaughter
made their way down to the Serpentine, aud
took their places on a bench there, while the
old man proceeded to draw from his pocket
a newspaper, which he leisurely began to
read. The girl had nothing to do but sit
placidly there and look around her at the
shimmering stretch of water, at the small
boys sailing their mimic yachts, at the
quacking ducks and yelping dogs, at the
ever-rustling and murmuring trees. Vin
Harris had now dared to draw a little
nearer; but still he felttbat she was worlds
and worlds away. How many yards were
there between him aud her? not yardi at
all, but infinities of spacel They
were strangers to each other; no spoken
word was possible between them; they
might go through to the end of Hie
with this impalpable barrier forever divid
ing them. And yet it seemed a miraculous
thing that he was allowed to come so close
that be could almost tell the individual
threads of that, solt-shining hair. Then,
more than once, too, he had caught a glimpse
of her raised eyes, as she turned to address
her grandfather; aud that was a startling
and bewildering experience. It was not
their mere beauty; though, to be sure, their
clear and limpid deeps seemed all the more
clear and limpid because of the touch of sun
tan on her complexion; it was rather that
they were full o ineffable things sim
plicity, submission, gratitude, affection, and
even, as be rejoiced to think, some measure
of mild enjoyment. Tor the moment there
was little ef that pensive and resigned
look that had struck him In the
figure standing with bowed head at Xord
Musselburgh's table. She appeared to be
pleased with the various llfeuround her and
its little Incidents; she regarded the falling
of the miniature yachts with Interest When
a brace of duck went whirring by overhead
he followed their flight until ther were lost
to view; ike watched two small urchins far J
PITTSBURG DISPATCH,
tlrelr (IiIiIiik for minnows wltli nn aye on
tlmillttniit parkknopor, There wntAtinl
Teraal ruslllntr of leaveo in Ilia illoiioe nnd
aoiiiellinra, ttlion the wind blow atrnlglil
Aorom, tlia iiititlonfdio military band b
aaine mora dlttlnot,
How long tlieyrinalnga lliera tlia young
man did not kunw It was a gnlilaii morning,
aud all too brief. Hut when at latt tlmy did
rise to go Im wat very nearly oatightt for In
Uad of returning by the wny they had
earn, ther struok westwardl Aim bo suddens
ly paw with alarm tlmt thore wna no time,
nr nun la get uouiuu one tu mo emu,
All Im could do win lo turn atlde,
and lower lilt eyes, They patted within A
few yards of lilm he eould distinctly hear
the old man singing, with a fine nolo of
bravado In lilt voice, "The standard on the
liraet o' Mar, is up and tlreamlng rnrelyj"
thun. when lie wat sure they were some way
nft", Im luaile bold to ralto lili eyes again,
Had the taken unv notloe ol lilm? lie
Imped not. He did not with her to think
him n apyt he did not with to be known to
liar nt ull. lie should be her constant
neighbor, her companion almost, without
any rnntulousneis on her part. Aud again
and again he marveled that the landlady in
the llltlo thoroughfare should hare given
him those treasures of rooms should have,
put such huppltiess within hit reaoh for so
trivial a sum. Seventeen shillings a weekl
when each moment would be a diamond,
and each evening hour a string of dia
monds! But nevertheless there were his studies to
bo thought ol; to now be walked away down
to Grosvenor Plaoe, gathered hit books to
gether, and took them up In a hansom to
his newly-ucquired lodgings. That after
noon he loynllv stuck to his work or tried
to do so, thougf), iu fact, his ears were alert
for any sound coming Irom the other side of
the way. He bad lot his window open:
one ol the windows of the opposite house
was also left open. Occasionally be would
lay down Draper's Civil War in America,
and get up and stretch his legs, aud from a
convenient shelter send a swift glance of
scrutiny across the street. There was no
sigu. Perhaps they had gone out again,
shopping, or visiting, or, as likely as not,
to look at the people riding aud driving, in
the park. He returned to Draper, and to
President Jackson's proclamation but with
less of Interest; his annotations became
fewer. He was listening as well as reading.
Then all of a sudden there flashed into
his brain a suggestion a suggestion that
had little to do with Clay's Compromise, or
the project to arrest Mr. Calhoun. On the
previous evening it bad seemed to him as
though the unseen violinist were speaking
to him; why, then, should he not answer, in
the same language? There could be no of
fense in that no impertinence: it would be
merely one vague voice responding to the
other, the unknown communicating in this
fleshiest and bloodless way with the un
known. And now he was abundantly grate
ful to his aunt or having insisted on his in
cluding music among his various studies
and accomplishments: a use had come for
bis slight proficiency at last: most modern
languages he knew, but he had never ex
pected to be called upon to speak in this
one, And yet what more simple, as be
tween neighbors? He was not thrusting his
society on any one; he was Invading no
privacy; he was demanding no concession of
friendship or even acquaintance. But nt
least the dreadful gulf ot silence would be
bridged over by this mystio means,
It was nearlv G o'clock: Loudon was busv
when ho went out on thli hot evening, lie
walked alone to a muslo publisher's place
In ltegeut street; and hired a plnnn on tho
express stipulation that It wns to bo In his
rooms within one hour. Then, as he had
only had a biscuit for lunch, and wished to
leave himself untrammelled later on. ha
turned Into a restaurant And dined there,'
Imply enough, nuu nnd n cigarette mm a
look nt the evening papers. Thereafter ha
strolled buck lo hit lodglngi and took to hit
book, though his tlmugliti wers Inclined to
wander now and again.
Twilight had fallen! lint ha did not light
Iko gas. Once, for a brief second or two, he
had quietly run lilt flngeri over tho keys of
the piano, to learn It was tolerably In tune;
then the room rolaptrd Into sMeiico again.
Aud wns there to be alienee on the other side
as well? Mo waited nnd listened, nnd
waited and listened, In rain. Perhapt,while
be wat Idling away hit time In the Itegent
street restaurant, they bud come out from
the house and 'gone to some theatsr. The
street wat to still now that he could almost
have heard anyone speaking In that room ou
the other tide; but there was no sound,
Then hit heart leapt and his biain grew
giddy. Here wat that low-breathing and
vibrating wail again and wat she alono
now? In the gathering darkiiett. He
recognized the air It was "Aula Koblu
Gray" but never before bad he known that
it was ao beautiful and so ineflubly sud as
well. Slowly she played and simply: it was
almost like a human voice only that the
trembling strings had a penetrating note ol
their own. And when she ceased, it seemed
to him that it would be profanation to break
In upon the hushed and sacred stillness.
And yet was be not to answer her, in the
only speech that could not offend? Was be
to act the coward, when there offered a
chance of his establishing some subtle link
with ber, oi sending a message, ol declaring
his presence in this surely unobtrusive lush
inn? Quickly he sat down to the ninno;
and, in rather a nervous and anxious
fashion, began. He was not a brilliant per
formeranything but that; but he hud a
light touch and a sensitive ear; and he
played with feeling and grace. It was
"Kathleen Mavourneen" nnd n sort of ap
peal in its way, did she but remember the
words. He played the melody over only
once slowly and as sympathetically as he
could; then he rose and retired from the
piano; and stood in the darkness, listening.
Alas I there was no response. What had
ne done? He waited, wondering; but all
was still in the little street It was as if
tome bird, some mellow-throated thrush or
nightingale, hnd been warbling to it-elf in
the dim securitv of the leaves, and been
suddenly startled and sileuced by an alien
sonnd, cot knowing what that might por
tend. To te Continued Next Sunday.
&be Won Embarrassed.
Bobby (at the break ast table) Clara,
did Mr. Spooner take any of the umbrellas
or hats Irom the hall last night?
Clara Why, of course not; why should
he?
Bobby That's what I'd like to know. I
thought he did, 'cos I heard him say when
he was going out, "I'm going to steal just
one.
THE BROOK.
rWBlTTBW FOB Till DISPATCH. 1
Thet thar little brookl woU,
Tell von how It is:
Kinder soothes rnysperet
Jest to hear it fizz
'Moogst the rocks an' pebbles
When the water's riz.
When the spring floods swell It,
Geet It does me good
Jest to see it bustle
Thro' old Adkln's wood,
"Whoopin' like a free lick
In a free land should.
Ain't no Gover'mental
Boisin' keeps it down!
It mauerractert water
'Nouuh to flush a town,
Thout a tax to keep the
Profit ondorgroun'.
Sassy, small moonshiner
Of a stream! well, I
Ain't demandtn' Bourbon
v When Its tides is higb.
They bov power to calm me
When my heart is dry.
N'en, I git to thinkln'
When the banks gits green,
An' the wild flowers brighten
'Mongst tbo reeds that lean
Down upon the ripples
Bout a gyrl I've seen
Been In church o' Efundays,
Blngin' in the choir.
Work-in' in the Kitchen,
Bewln' by tho tire;
Adkln's darter, Looly,
Sno's what I admire! '
Always think I'll ask her
When the spring crawls 'round;
N'en-the crick gits shallor,
An' my head gits soundl
Tell yet bachelor life's whar '
0pUd comfort's found!
SVA Wildeb tf oQXAMoy.
SUNDAY, JULY 13,
A LAMP OF MISERY.
Bconou In Moh!) Glllon of tlio Interior
of Jlollvln, H, A.
CHURCHES VMM WITH GOLD
Whlls tho Wonlilpora Hoareolj Eyer Enjoj
, a frjaaro Meal.
AIT INDIAN FUMKAh CEUDIUTION
iconnxaroxnKxc nr tjia niarATon.i
0ni,DMANi, HomvjA, Juno 3, To
hnvo visited the onpltul and one or two min
ing regions nud to hare made a tour ol ob
servation Into any Interior valley Is equiva
lent to having teen every rod of Bolivia;
for throughout its vast extent there ore few
variations, except those caused by altitude,
in changes ol climate and different Indus
tries pursued by tbo people. Bo very cold
Is the atmosphere of La Paz, at an elevation
of over 13,000 feet, that the traveler finds it
difficult to believe himself really wlthlu
the semi-tropics and to realize that were It
not for these mouutaln ranges topped with
eternal snow the whole country would be
like the Yungas Valley,fi!led with sunshine
and luxuriant vegetation.
Chulumanl, Capital of the Province of
Yungas, isa typical town of interior Bolivia.
"With a population of only about 2,500, it
covers nearly as much space as the city of
Chicago. Having been built haphazard up
and down the hillsides, a bird'seye view
makes its roots of ancient and clumsy tiles,
which were long since turned by time from
dull red to mossy green and gray, appear to
be piled directly on top of one another.
Except the huts of the Indians all are enor
mous structures, sometimes rambling around
two or three inner courts; and though many
of them contain several shops and shelter a
number of families one finds nowhere those
neat little houses, which can be furnished
without much cost ind easily kept in order,
so much iu demand at the North. Though
the Spanish is said to be the richest ot all
languages, it has no such word as home, nor
anything nearerit than hog as (hearth) which
really signifies nothing in that direction,
since in all South America there is not a
hearth to sit by, nor a stove, grate or other
contrivance in which a fire may be built for
warmth aud cheerlulness.
PAYING BOABD IS GIFTS.
Though the capital ol an important prov
ince, Chulumaui contains neither hotel nor
tambo; therelore all travelers must depend
upou private hospitality, and one's gener
ous entertainers would feel grievously in
sulted if offered money in return lor their
hospitality. Gi ts are received, however,
and one needs lo carry about the country a
regular Yankee peddler's stock of notions
to distribute in payment for his board.
The arrival of strangers and especially of
Americans creates an immense sensation In
these small communities nud in our walks
abroad, though escorted by the Jefe Pollt
Ico.whose office corresponds to that of mayor
in the United States; tho local doctor and
tho cure, we were tollowed by it gaping
crowd which Increased at every turn. The
ouiy manuiactory, u to it may no caned, is
an establishment where cocoa leaves uro
pressed Into bales,encb weighing 23 pounds,
by n primitive machine In the hands oi four
Indians. There Is but one tlgn. board lu
city, and (lint where It Is least needed on
tho "Institute" or Cathollo college; u blue
painted strip, whole golden lettora are In
the I'm mo books, with im Inkstand ituok
mil of pons for a period, Tlia girls ocaupy
tlio lower floor, the buys tho upper, and pre
cisely ut 7 o'clock on every day In the
wttek but Sunday, school begins and holds
till 0 In the aliernoon,
BIIOUIINO IIIKIII LKRSONfl,
The Institute being across the narrow
it reel directly oppotite our bedroom window,
we were awakened every morning by child
ish voices piping a Cathollo hymn; and all
day long we bad the benefit of the lessons,
at according to universal custom in these
countries, tho children study uloud, this one
shouting out his arithmetic, that one his
grammar, and a third his spoiling lesion,
The scholars are of nil classes, irom the well
dressed sous of the Jele Politico to bare
tooted Indian children. That the path was
somewhat thorny ws evidenced by the fre
quent sound of blowt und the howlings of
tome poor little urchlu.
Then there is the market olaza. Fronting
one side of this is the village ohurch. To
kneel among a throng of Indians, on a floor
whose bricks have been worn thin by the
knees of centuries o worshipers, while mats
is chanted and Incense burned, is not an un
common experience; but lew churchgoers
in any land were treated to finer muslo on
that bright Sunday morning than we in this
tar couutry. One o. our party, a type ot
the best class of Spanish Americans,
is a musical composer of uuusual
genius; and having been Invited by
the cure, he ascended the rickety organ loit
and m.ioe the loug-sileufand decrepitold In
strument speak as never iu the palmiest days
of its youth. I am atraid that the music,
mostly improvised, now solemn, now joy
ous, was hardly in accord with the mass; but
that it reached the dullest heart was shown
by the tears that fell Irom many eyes.
A NOTABLE CHAEACTEB.
The care of Chulumanl is a character not
to be passed without mention. Barely 24
years ot age, remarkably handsome in a
dark, sharp-leatured way, educated lar be
yond the ken ol his associates, and with
almost uulimited power in his little world,
bis outlook upon li e is certainly not a som
ber one. After mass bis youthful excel
lency called upon us, in long black gown
and silky wide-brimmed hat, tied up at the
sides, shovel fashion, with black cords and
tassels, and in course of conversation In
formed us that a kind of musical reunion
was held at bis house on Sunday eveniugs,
in which his friends participated, and in
vited us to join the company.
Well, we went. The well-furnished draw
ing room contained a fine piano, a cabinet
organ, guitars, violins and other musical
instruments. Our Spanish American genius
rendered some operatic selections, the house
servants were called iu to give us a speci
men of native music and the call was con
cluded with the most pleasant impressions
on all sides. It came out afterward, how
ever, that we did not see anything of tho
real entertainment of the evening, for our
musical riend, understanding the ways of
his countrymen better than we, slipped over
beforehand and posted the priest as to what
is not customary among los Americanos,
and then judiciously hurried us away be
fore many ot the guests arrived and the
dancing and wine drinking began. I men
tion this not to delame the boy cure, who, no
doubt, lives up to his lights; but beg my
readers to remember that in many lands
there ore other ways than ours of regarding
the Sabbatn aud its obligations.
QUITE A LITEIIABT MAX.
This interesting cure has a wonderful pile
of books, and amung the Catholic Brevari
umsand ponderous tomes in Greek nnd
Latin were manv specimens of modern lit
erature in other lnngunges, including
Eugene Sue, Ouida and M. Zola's latest and
nastiest. How out of place the handsome
cure must look amid such surroundings,and
what an example he affords oi the effect of
education, ot having eaten of "the fruit of
the tree of good and evil," or perhaps of
the phrase, "A little learning la a danger
ous thing." His mother, whom we natur
ally mistook for a servant, In a dirty black
dress aud nianta, with a man's hat on her
head, did not speak during our stay, but sat
on a rude bench absorbed in a cigarette.
Cblrca Is the most picturesque village I
have yet seen. The main church has some
remarkable images. The one which seems
to receive most attention is a figure of Christ,
about lour feet higb, attired in a white
"Mother Hubbard" with one foot protrud
ing, the great toe of which has actually been
nearly worn off by the kisses of worshipers.
Aa a-couutry, Bolivia is very poor, and the
majority of her people enjoy few of tho com-
18,00.
-st-
forta oHirai yet the turnbU'down lanetDnrr
of this (leurteil village fnifiUlnionoua-h gold
and silver In Iti altnr faolngi, lamps, cruol
flxni, vdilinent', itdn to reiinra tlio fortiitisi
of (Jlilrea. build aolionl Iioiiim, and render
Alt IU Inhabitant! comfortable lor life,
A DIXMKII WITH TIM MAYOlt,
Wo arrived at the village or diuno an
hour after nlKlitCitll, and learned to our l li
tres! tlmt the linmlal contained no tntnbo
nor a mora room In any at the poor eaiui
tlio only pluco nf refuge bulnjr the empty
lahnolhouie, Hungry and tired, wo luiu
ened to make ohooolate oyer an alcohol
lapip, ipremd eur ounned iupiilei upon the
desks, nnd were ubout to enjoy the plonlo
meal, when a delegation of "leading oltl
tent" Appeared at the door to eieort us to
the Iioiimo of the Jefe, or local miiglttrate,
where dinner had been expressly prepared.
To have refuted would have looked like
bate Ingratitude so with a regretiul glance
at our own little spread, we dragged our
weary limb down tne steep street to a one
room caia, where most or the population
was asiembled wlthapen-mouthed curiosity.
There was chupn of course, and nothing cite
except a huge pile of boiled bananas to be
eaten in place of bread, followed by hitter
coffee without milk or sugar. When tho
banquet was couoluded (and paid for at the
rate of 60 centa per capita) we battened
back to the ichoolhoute and topped off with
what the prowling dogs and boys had leftof
our repast.
Another interesting village In the Yungas
department Is named Yanacacbi. The odd
est church I ever saw, though by no means
the oldest, is here. The entire front or the
high altar is faced with massive plates ol
silver quare yards of it curiously
wrought with faces and figures and quaint
inscriptions. Besides the altar trout, there
are hundreds ot dollars worth of pure silver
in bars and railings, lamps and crucifixes
while most of the half-naked wretches who
kneel before them never knew in their lives
what it is to have hunger completely satis
fied. Along each side runs an adobe bench,
mncb too high and damp lor comlort, but
quite good enough for its purpose, as heie
the men sit at ease while their mothers,
wives, sisters kneel on the dirtv floor pray
ing for their ungrateful lords, as women will
the wide world over.
SOME ODD IMAGES.
In grotesque incongruity with the massive
richness of the silver altar are the tawdry
images upon it. Among others equally
peculiar is a figure of Christ mounted on a
gaily caparisoned wooden donkey, dressed
as a Spanish cavalier sombrero, top-boots,
rapiers and all about to make his entry
Into Jerusalem. On Palm Sunday this
image is carried in procession through the
streets of the town and the people cast their
palms before it, in fnll belief of some mys
terious blessing. Notwithstanding its store
ol solid silver, of which everybody appears
to have forgotten the value, the church yard
gate stands open night and day, and the
door of the sanctuary has no lock at all.
One early morning a sound of wailing in
the rear of the church attracted us to the
spot. We found a group of Indians, 30 or
more, about to lower a corpse into a grave
they had dug close up to the foundation
walls. The body, that of a young man, was
rolled up In his poncno with bare feet pro
truding and bushy black hair falling over
bis shoulders. When laid, cofflnless, in the
grave, a corner or the blanket was sprcau
over his face and the dirt shoveled on, whilo
the bystauders howled nnd shrieked in ex
cess of sorrow. When the cavity wns nearly
filled tho thoveler jumped in and stamped
the earth down with his feet to make nil
nug; then two or three Indians brought
their ponchos full of loose ttonet which were
loosely piled ou top, and a poor little cross
of wild cane, the arms tied ou with a bit of
tiring, was set up between tho i tones.
TltB LUXURY Off oiui'.r.
Thli completed the interiuont, bat tho
performance hnd hardly begun, II there ll
suoh e thing ai "tho luxury of grief," these
lowly people enjoy it to tne full and It Is
the only luxury that enters Into their
wretehed Ilvei.. Buoh lobi nnd orlei nnd
groans I never heard as the women threw
tliemielves on the ground In frenzy And Ihe
luces of the mou were convulsed with feel
ing And ttreamlng with ten. To be sure
they were all more or lets under the Influ
ence of native alcohol and probably had
been lor 21 hours or more, but th it la the
regular funeral oustom among the Qulohuas
nud their way of showing respect to the
dead.
It lOlso their custom, when a person Is
believed to be dying, to tie a cord tightly
around bis neok, with a stlok in It, and then
to twist the latter, a la garotte, until the
last breath is forced out of the body. The
explanation Is that the devil stands by,
ready to grab the departing soul and carry
It down to purgatory; but by this choking
process the soul is kept in for awhile and
his Satanio Majesty Outwitted. That mis
takes sometimes occur and a man is made to
die who otherwiie wouldn't,teems probable.
The mother of the deceased, an old crone
in short dress ot blue flannel, bare feet and
gray hair braided down ber back, was the
object of universal condolence, together
with the brothers and listers. One alter
another would rush up and embrace tbem
nnd relate some anecdote or incident in the
life of him they mourned; whereupon the
sobs and wails would break out afresh.
WOBSniPINQ THE STE ANGERS.
Suddenly It seemed to dawn upon them
that two white women, with compassionate
looks, were standing among them. For a
moment they appeared half dazed, and then
most of them threw themselves on their
knees at our feet, with outstretched arms and
imploring words (in Quicbua, which ot
course we did not understood), addressing
us as "Ma-Ma," their highest term of rever
ence, it having been the name of the Sun
god's wife, whom their ancestors adored.
What ideas were flitting thr-ugh theirdark
ened minds I do not know; but the sight
was too pitiful, and being unable to say a
word for their cousolatiou we scattered
among them every piece of coin we possessed
and beat a hasty retreat.
An hour later I returnedto the ohurch
yard to see how our dusky friends were get
ting on with their funeral. They had le t
the grave and se ited themselves under the
'shadow of the rose bushes in a circle on the
ground. In the center was spread a small
cloth covered with boiled potatoes; bdt no
one seem disposed to eat and one after an
other continued to relate something he or
she had known of the dead man in li'e.after
the manner of an "experience meeting"
among our Methodist brethren.or showed
some garment he had worn, or implement
of labor he Bad used, while the tears and
sobs went on unabated and the bottle of
alcohol circulated ireely. Of course they
would get gloriously intoxicated, mother
and all, and remain so while the supply
lasted. a?A2fNiE B. Waed.
HETAL TIES WOH'T DO.
Experiments Show Thct Tbev Are Unsafe
When Trnlns Go at High Speed.
A Belgian official report upon metal rail
way ties as compared with wooden nes
does not speak in a wholly sattsinctory man
ned of the former. "So far as tests in that
couutry, which were begun in 1866, have
been carried on," says .an exchange, "the
metal tie does not appear to be well adapted
to roads over which trains are run at a high
rate of speed, the chief difficulty being a
tendency to crack and break away Irom the
rails. This view, it is said, is held by Bel
gian Government officials, who have found
that, while there is less cost attached to tho
use of metallic ties, they are feasible only on
lines over whteh trains are run at an aver
age rate of 25 miles an hour, and where
traffic is not to heavy. Since a sound oaK
tie, well coated with creosote, will last from
18 to 25 years, a steel tie coiting two or three
times as much must last that much longer
in order to bo as enconomical."
Positively Delicious.
Bo delightful to the taste are Hamburg
Figs that they could be placed upon the table
for dessert, and no one would suspect tnat
they wire more than very superior erystallzed
fruit. This property is what makes them so
popalar with ladles and children for the core
of constipation, piles, indigestion and sick
headache. 25 cents. Dose one fig. At all
druggist. Mack Drug Co., N,Y, Ta
UNKNOWN TO FAME.
ConrAROonti Jinn and Women of
Whom tho World Novor ileum,
A BOIiDlElt'8 JIIUVEIIY IN CAMP.
Tho xpreulon Tlmt One I'oein't Know
What Fear Ji Heani Nasght.
MPfl WORK 01? A riTTBDDUO WOMAN
rwniTTzw ran tub biipatuM
How ninny horoei contribute to the
reoord of fame? How many don't? Tlio
don'ti have it, several to one, i'umo editt
her record with ruthlets rigor. It la to be
read aloud with nioglo lantern illustrations,
or It Is lobe reel ted behind the footlights.
Therefore, whatever herole story comes to
her, she Judges by theie standards. If it
has no place for colored slides; 11 it will not
"stage" well, away it goes into her waste
basket.
Undoubtedly the literature sbo gives Is
the roost interesting; but the literature she
don't give has much greater volume. And
much of this is more valnable and Instruc
tive than the other; for the most interesting
matter is not always the most precious.
Heroic biography, if the best were given,
would crowd the library with names of
which fame never even made a mem
orandum. For the most heroic heroism is
that which never comes to a climax at all.
There is nothing dramatic in it. Therelore
the trumpet does not sound in it There
fore, also, it is harder to enact, and implies
greater courage. For the swi.t dash ot dar
ing, and the ringing shout ot defiance, are
things we all enjoy. They stir the hero's
blood as well as the spectator's. Under
their exhilarating impulse his achievement
has lor him a certain wild delight.
Even cravens can do magnificent deeds if
they have to. And they can cower with
terror at the thought ot tbem alterward.
Doubtless the deeds we have all applauded
were such deeds as those. Fame did not
tell us of the terrified afterthought. In the
rapid rush of life the multitude has not
much time to gaze. A quick, sharp glance
it cau spare. And it can take time to cheer
for what it sees in that flash. It would gaiu
muoh profit ii it could stand still now aud
then, and patiently watch a heroic life. But
titer all, the heroic life is not wasted. Per
haps, when all is told, there is a better
record even than fame's!
Conrnge of a Country Bar.
In the summer of 1861 a stalwart young
farmer enlisted in a "Western regiment. He
was a common country boy, out and out. He
was not glib of speech. He was somewhat
slow of movement. His wit was not keen,
although he was intelligent enough. He
was rather shy, and was far more sensitive
than are many poets. But he was not a
poet. Indeed he had not a single brilliant
quality about him. But he had tbe
quality of courage. The boys discovered
that the first night be was with tbem. Not
through any warlike achievement was the
quality revealed. "The iront" was hun
dreds of miles away from this raw regiment
Neither he nor bis new comrades could wlu
bloody Uurels yet a while. Yet there ou
tho outskirts of a peace. ul city, on his first
night of barrack llic, this new recruit did a
braver deed than ninny that were told of
alterward in the dispatches.
When tho bugle sounded "light out,"
lie knelt down ut tho lout of his blankets
and prayed. lie always did that at home
before going to bed. If It was a good thing
to do there it was a still better thing to do
here. Bo he said his boMliue pruyer as
usual,
Not mnob courage needod for that, do yon
ay7 I'ornnpi not. Hut I would ask tbe
doubter to try It sometime, Do it as this
young man did It. Not osteututlously or
defiantly, or as a missionary act; but aa a
simple Act of obviout Christian duty. That
wns the way be regarded it And be needed
almost a martyr's courage to kneel And say
his pruyer among u barracks lull oi strange
men, For soldiers in the mass ure not de
votional; and they are given to plain speak
ing. The next night be prayed again. And
every night, I think, so loug as he lived.
Soon no man scoffed at him, .lor every mau
respected bim. Courage tells among
soldiers; and beiore ever he had loaded a
gun his comrades knew that this young fel
low bad courage. He dared not only to
fray, but to live the dully life of a Christian
n camp aud barracks. He never preached.
Nobody conld call bim Pharisee. He man
ully did all soldier work. Aud he took
bis share oi all wholesome soldierly fun.
He was a-dowaright man, doing whatever
he held to be right because it was ritiht.
And when it came to fighting, his laith aud
bis conscience made him more fearless than
most
When Missionary Ridge was stormed and
carried, this young farmer wasoneo. the fore
most up the bloodv steep. He was the first
over the breastwork where he tell. No man
who knew him was surprised that "Praying
Tom" bad gained that fatal honor. His
death was heroio and dramatic; and that
gave him a line in one day's newspapers.
But his Hie, which was heroio and un
dramatic no word has ever been written
about that until now.
The Qnalltr of Bravery.
"He don't know what fear Is." People
who say that think they have described a
brave man. They have not They might as
well say he don't know what temptation
is and then boast of bis honesty. Until he
has been tried no man can tell if he have the
virtue of honesty. So no man can be called
brave until he has been frightened. If he
goes steadily onward and does what he is
atraid to do, then he is courageous. If he
does it because it is right or n ble, then he
is heroic. There are such men. I know
one of them. We all know one ormoreot
them; for they are more numerous than is
commonly supposed. This man I speak of
has the courage to live when he wants to
die. Every moment he is afraid of life; and
with good reason. He suffers constantly
and hopelessly. But that is not tbe worst
of it. His malady is such that any moment
may bring him unimaginable agony. The
agony is sure to come, and when it does
come it will not cease for any long interval.
And compared- with it the pain he now
endures will be only a trifle. He knows
all this, and he quakes with terror at the
thought ol what he must endure. He would
gladly flee from it by tbe path through the
grave.
But he does not flee. He lives and waits.
That Is hard, but it is all that he can do, if
he will not escape. For he cannot live and
work, which might be easy to do. He can
not work. His ambition is strong as ever,
but he cannot gratify it Not one blow or
usefulness can he ever strike again. He can
only suffer, and wait for still greater suffer
ing, and then die at last. Why not die now?
It is not that death has greater terrors for
him than life? He does uot fear it at all.
He longs for it. He has no dread of the
dreams which Hamlet turned Irom. He
does not even shrinE irom the prospect ol
disgrace for his wife and children. For he
has studied out ways in which he could die
without raising a suspicion of suicide.
There are two reasons why he turns from
the hope of death and lives on in the fear of
lite. Those he loves love him, and every
moment ol bis life is precious to them. So
he Iiides'the present pain and plans to hide
the coming torture from them. For them
he would endure the worst life has to give,
so long as life may last. But even that is
not the strongest reason be bus lor living.
God laid the responsibility of life upon bim.
God alone may lift tbe responsibility of life
from his shrinking body. He, the creature,
has no right to Interfere with tbo Infinite
plans. While be is bidden to live he must
live. When he ta bidden to die he will die.
Not before. That is the way be under
standi hi duty. 'And be will not ran Irom
Hie poll of duty, even to aootpt that wblob
turns hit heart oold with terror.
I think lliera la tome heroism In alt that.
Tlia man (loci not austieqi himself 0f bilnjf
it hero; but iiionuiniifi have bn roared to
memorial loss worthy ilmu his,
Tlia Oeurnaa of Vitmnn'ssi,r (),,,
It li no uncommon thing for a woman to
make a oheerful tnorlfka of her llle, Man
often say that sacrifice li a part of woman's
enjoyment, It li a mean thing to say, ,
li a denial of prulio whero praise is dut
and that Is always moan, And the wont of
it In thut the men who are the readieit to
tay this are the men lor whom tho sacrifice
li made. The fact that tho luorlflce goet ou
while acknowledgment of It li denied, U
proof of Ihe high courage that prompts It.
It li not that a woman flndi It any eaile to
giro np ohenilitd hopes or to face dreaded
palm that she li so ready with ber brays
endeavor. Men acknowledge that in their
poems and their romances. Let them
noknowledge In every-doy life, where their
own women-kind are concerned. Then
there will be lei need for tbe sacrifice they
talk about so complacently.
A man be lived where be could hear
every stroke of the big bell on Municipal
Hall has a wile who could give interesting;
testimony if she would. But she won't.
Women seldom do in such cases. Still, for
a good many years her life has given testi
mony which a few had the clue to. It ii a
pitiful and sordid story, but there may be a
little profit irom the telling of it It betan
a score of years ago, and the first chapter of
it was rather sensational. The rest of it baa
been quiet enough, but wo fully interesting
to the woman in tbe case. This woman,
after she had married this man, had a
revelation which almost crushed the life out
of ber. Why such revelations never coma
before marriage, in time to save a victim
from the pains of martyrdom, is a mystery
past finding out; but they seldom do. She
was high spirited, proud, a little spoiled by
much home-petting, aud possesed of many
worthy ambitions. She was ambitious for
herself and still more ambitions lor her
husband.
Less than a week after the brilliant wed
ding she learned that her husband was an
habitual criminal. He was not a profes
sional criminal, that would have been bad
enongh, but be practiced crime as a habit,
induced by some streak of depravity run
ning through bis nature. In plain terms,
the man was a thief; not because it profited
him, but because he liked it A horrible
discovery this was for a wife to make. Here
was this woman's chance or sacrifice. The
sacrifice was made, but not becaus aha
ound pleasure in it We may be sure of
that
She might have spared herself by not
sparing tbe rascal she was bound to. She
might have renounced him and gone back
to ber parents. The brief scandal would
have been easier to endure than the long
years of pain and humiliation which lay in
the other path. But she chose the hardest
way. Here, again, the troublesome element
of responsibility asserted itself. It con
trolled ber now and shaped her lite for the
future. She was responsible fur the full
value of her influence over this man, and
for tbejull weight of her efforts in his be
half. A Ptorr of ."elf-Sncrlflce.
If ihe could not reform him she might at
least save him from becoming worse. If
he could not do thut, ihe might lave hint
from public exposure and punishment Tho
scandal of a loparatioa would release her,
but It would put him beyond the reach of
hope. Probably It would put him In tho
penitentiary. Thli sacrifice alio could
make. And ihe nmdo It on tlio ilendar
ohanoo of doing lotno moral tervloo to tbe
man who bad made shipwreck ol her happi
ness. She quelled hersplrlt. Bhe humbled
ber pride. She relinquished every ambi
tion. She parted with the happiness of
lore lor not nn Atom of thut wut left After
her direful discovery. Bhe gave hr Ufa
henceforth to the effort to keap thli man onl
of temptation, and to tbe effort' to keep
bidden the sins be had already committed.
Acoualomed to luxury, alio Iniltied that
they should live poorly. Accustomed to
gay society, the chose hencelorth obicuro
solitude. Wbv? Ii it were kept away
Irom the temptations o rich houses he might
teal less frequently, Bhe watched him In
cessantly; aud ll the diteovered him in a
thelt she took the stolen thing from bim and
put It back secretly, beiore the lots wa dis
covered. At least that is what she thought
Sometimes it was to. Sometimes it was not
But always ber part in the transaction waa
recognized and held sacred. More people)
than she suspected knew of the state of
affairs, but or her sake the fiction of
ignorance was Invariably maintained.
In such dreadful sacrifice as that all
these vears of ber li e have been passed.
And with this much of good result: Sums
laving shame has been roused in the man,
and ho bat made his life more decent
He may die an honest death when his time
comes. If she had left him he would have
gone Irom bad to worse instead ot from bad
to less bad.
They are living now far enough away
from Pittsburg; awav from the scenes of all
this hideous struggle. He is better and she
is more hopelul ami J the later surroundings.
She hopes that he may be fully saved. And
that wilt repay ber sacrifice to the fall.
Without that result she would ever think
her ruined life wasted. What she did seemed
right; and that was reason enough lor the
doing of it Perhaps that is reason enough
for doing anything, if we could only get the
proper point of view.
James C. Pubdt.
KIPLING'S OPINION OF OUR GIBLS.
a. BreezT Little Skeicb Hn neat to a Paper
la Fnr-Otr India.
Here is what Budyard Kipling wrote to a
paper in India about American girls:
"The American girls are pretty very
much so with a piquancy, all of (heir own,
impossible to describe as to resist They are
clever, they can talk; yea, it is said they C3n
think.. Certainly they have an appearance
of so doing, which is deligbtmlly deceptive.
They are original, and regard you with un
abashed eyes, as a sister might look at her
brother. They are instrncted, too, in the
folly and vanity of the male mind, for they
have associated with boys from babyhood,
and can discerningly minister to both vices
or pleasantly snub the possessor.. They pos
sess, moreover, a lite among themselves, in?
dependent of any masculine associations.
They have societies and clubs and unlim
ited tea fights, where all the guests are girls.
Thev are self-possessed without parting with
anv'tenderness that is their sex ngnt. They
understand. They can take care of them
selves. They are superbly independent
When you ask them what makes them so
charming, they say: It is because we are
better educated than your girls and we are
more sensible in regard to men. We have
good times all around, but aren't taught to
regard every man as a possible husband.
Nor is he expected to marry the first girl he
calls on regularly.
Yes, they have good times. Their freedom
is large and they do not abuse it They can
go driving with young men and receive nodi
from young men to an extent that would
make an English mother wink with horror;
and neither driver nor drivee have a
thought beyond the enjoyment of a good
time.
But this freedom of the yonng girl has iti
drawbacks. She is I say It with all re
luctanceirreverent from her $40 bonnet to
the buckles on her 18 shoes. She talks
flippantly to her parents. She has a pre
scriptive right to the society oi tbe man
who arrives. The parents admit it This
is sometimes embarrassing, especially when
you call on a m in and his wife tor the sake
of Information; the one being a merchant of
varied knowledge, the other a woman ot the
world. In five minutes your host has
vanished. In another five bis wife has
followed him, and yon are left alone with
Terr charming maiden doubtless, but cer
tainly not the person job came to see,
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