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A NOVEL DEALING WITH OOTEMPORABY LIFE.
WKITTEN FOE THE DISPATCH.
BY WILLIAM BLACK,
Author of "A Princess of Tliule," "Sunrise," and Many Other
Stories of the Highest llcputation on Two Continents.
CHAPTER XXII.
MAERIAGE SOT A LA 2IODE.
London had come to life strain; the meet-
ins of Parliament had summoned fathers of
families from distant climes and cities from
Algiers and Athens, lrom Constantinople
and Cairo; the light blazed at the summit of
the clock tower; cabs and carriaees rattled
into Palace yard. And here, at a table in
the ladies' dining room of the House of
Commons, sst Mr. Ellison and her friend
Louie Drexel, along with Lord Musselburgh
and Vincent Harris, the last named playing
the part of host. This Miss Drexel was
rather an attractive-looking little person,
"brisk and trim and neat with a healthy com
plexion, a pert nose, and ttie most astonish
ingly clear blue eyes. Very frank those
eyes were; almost ruthless in a way; about
as ruthless as the young lady's tongue, when
she was heaping contempt and ridicule on
tame conventionality or social superstition.
"'Seeva ihe Destroyer" Vincent used gloom
ily to call her, when he got a little bit tired
of having her flung at his head by the inde
fatigable young widow. Nevertheless she
was a merry and vivacious companion; with
plenty of independence, too; if she was being
flung at anybody's head it was with no con
sent of her own.
"You don't say!" she wa; observing to
fcer companion. "Fancy anyone being in
Canada in the winter and not going to see
the night tobogganing at Rideau Hall!"
"1 never was near Ottawa," said Vincent,
in answer to her; "and, besides, I don't
know the Viceroy."
"A member ot the British Parliament
traveling in Canada, I don't think you
would have to wail long for an invitation,"
isid she ''Why, vou missed the loveliest
thing in the world just the loveliest tning
in the whole world! the toboggan slide all
lit Tip with Chinese lanterns the black pine
woods all around the clear stars over
head. Then they have great bonfires down
in the hollow to keep the chaperons from
freezing poor things, it isn't much fun lor
tfcein; I dare say nicy find out what a good
thing hot coflee is on a cold night. And
you were at Toronto?" she added.
"Yes, I was at Torouto," he answered,
absently; indeed, at this time be was think
ing much oftener of Toronto than this young
lady could have imagined wondering
when, or if ever, a message was coming to
him from the friendly Scotch banker there.
Mrs. Ellison was now up in towu making
preparations for her approaching marriage;
hut so anxious was she that Louie Drexel
and Vincent should get thrown together,
that she crushed the natural desire of a
woman's heart for a fashionable wedding,
and proposed that the ceremony should he
quite a quiet little affair, to take place at
Brighton, with Miss Drcxrl as her chief at
tendant and Vincent as best man. And of
course there were many consultations; and
Mrs. Ellison and her young Iriend were
taucb together; and they seemed to think it
much pleasantcr, in their comings and
soiogs, to have a man's escort, so that the
Parliamentary duties of the new member !or
ilendover weie very considerably interfered
with.
"Look here, aunt," said he, at this little
dinner, "do you think I went into the
House ot Commons simply to get you places
in the ladies' callerv and entertain you in
the ladies' dining room?"
"I consider that a very important part of
your duties" said the young widow,
promptly. "And I tell you this, when we
oome back from the Riviera, for the London
.season, I hope to be kept informed ot every
thing that is going on surely, with "a
husband in one House and a nephew in the
uther."
"But what I want to know is," said Lord
Musselburgh on this same occasion, "wuat
Tin is going to do about the taxation ot
ground rents. I think that is about the
hardest luck I ever heard of. Here is a
young man, who no sooner gets into Parlia
ment than he is challenged to say whether
te will support the taxation of ground
rents; and lo and behold ! every penny 01
his own lortune is invested in ground rents !
Isn't that hard ? Other things don't touch
him. Welsh disestablishment will neither
pat a penny in his pocket nor take one
out; whilel he can make promises
by the dozen about the abolition
ot the tea duly, extension ot factory acts,
triennial Parliament, and all the rest of it.
Besides, it is only a question of money. He
knows he lias no more right lo tax ground
rents than to pillage a baker's shop; he
knows he oughn't to give the name of a
patriot to people who merely want
to steal what doesn't belong to them,
and I suppose he has his own ideas about
contracts guaranteed by law, and the dan
ger oi introducing the legislation of plunder.
Bnt what is going to do? What are you
coin? to do, Marcus Curtus? Jump in and
sacrifice yourself, money and principles and
all?"
"Vou are not one cf my constituents,"
said Vincent, "and 1 uecline to answer."
Day after day went by, and week after
week, but no tidings came of the two fugi
tives. In such moments of interval a he
could snatch from nis various pursuits (for
he was writing lor an evening paper now,
and that occupied a good deal of his morn
ing time) his imagination would go wander
ing away over the surface of the globe, en
deavoring to picture them here and there.
Then the momentous wedding day drew
near; and it was with curious leelings that
Vincent found himself on the wav to
Brighton again. But he was not alone.
The two Drcxel girls and Lord Musselburgh
were with him, in this alternoon Pullman;
nnd Miss Louie was chattering away like
20 magpies. Alwavs. too. in anoddlv
personal way. You the person she was ad
dressing you were responsible lor everv
thing that had happened to her, or might
"happen to her, in this country; you were re
sponsible lor the vagaries of the weather,
for the condition of the cab that brought
her. lor the delav in getting tickets.
2sor did Mr. Ellison's plans for throwing
those two joung people continuously and
obviously together work any better in
Brighton; lor Vincent had no sooner got
down thiiu he went away by himself, seek
ing out the haunts he had known when
3Iaisrie and her grandfather had been there.
Wretchedness, loneliness, was destroying
the nerve of this young man. He had
black mnods of despair; and not only of
despair, but of remorse; he tortured himself
with vain regrets, -s one does when think
ing ol the dead. If only he could have all
those opportunities over again, he would
not misunderstand or mistrust!
He ought to have been attending to his
groomsman's duties, and acting as escort to
the young ladies who had gone down; but
instead of that he paid a visit to German
place, to loot at the bouse in which the two
Bethunes had lodged; and he slowly passed
up and down the Kemp-Town breakwater,
striving to picture to himself the look in
Maisrie's eyes when her soul made con
fession; and he went to the end of the Chain
Pier, to recall the tempestuous morning on
which Maisric, with her wet hair blown
about by the winds, and her lips salt with
the sea-spray, had asked him to kiss her, as
c last farewell. And his promise "Promise
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' me, Vincent, that you will never doubt that
you are my dearest in all the world; promise
me that you will say to vourself always and
always. 'Wherever Maisrie is at this
moment, she loves me she is thinking of
me." " He hid made light of her wild
words; he could not believe in any farewell;
and now now all the wide, unknown world
lay between him and her, and there was
nothing for him but the memory of her
broken accents, her sobs, her distracted
appealing eyes.
Mrs. Ellison affected not to notice his
remissness; nay, she went on the other tack.
"Don't yon think it is a pity, Vin.," she
said on one occasion when she found him
alone and there was a demure little smile
on her very pretty and expressive face:
"Don't you think it is a pity the two mar
riages couldn't be on the sime day?"
"What two marriages?" he demanded,
with a stare.
"Ob, yes, we are so discreet!" she said,
mockingly. "We wouldn't mention any
thing for worlds. But other people aren't
quite blind, young gentleman. And I do
think it would have been so nice if the four
of us could have gone off on this trip to
gether; Louie despises conventions she
wouldn't mind. Many's the time I've
thought of it; four make such a nice num
ber lor driving along the Riviera; and lour
who all know each other so well would be
quite delightful. If it came to that, I dare
say it could be arranced yet. I'm sure I
should be willing to have our marriage post
poned for a month, and I have no doubt I
could persuade Hubert to agree, then the
two weddings on the same day would be
jollv "
"What are you talking about, auntl" he
exclaimed.
"Oh, well," she aaid, with a wise and
amiable discretion, "I don't waut to hurry
on anything, or even to interfere. But of
course we all expect that the attentions you
have been paying to Louie Drexel will lead
to something and it woulo. have been very
nice if the two weddings could have been to
gether." "You don't want any money, aunt; that
isn't what you'e come for?"
It was her turn to look surprised.
"There was a young lady on board the
steamer I last crossed to Xew York in," he
proceeded to explain, in rather a scornful
fashion, "a very pretty young lady most
engaging, and civil and conrteous. I wasn't
aware that I devoted myself to her particu
larly; I thought she was rather a nuisance,
in fact; however, when I got to New York,
her husband called upon me and wanted
some money because or the attentions he de
clared I had paid to his wife; and I haveuo
doubt that charming and most delightful
young lady had all the time been looking
lorward to her share of the plunder. It
can't be money that you waut, aunt?"
"I'm sure I don't know what has come
over you of late, Vin," the prettv young
widow said, in a sad fashion. "You seem
to have got so soured about human nature;
and it isn't the least like you, Vin; nor is it
'natural at your age. Now a nice, bright,
cheeriul companion like Louie Drexel!
where could you find a girl who would make
you a better, or more suitable, wife? Mind
yon, I wish you distinctly to understand
that Louie has not spoken a single word to
me on the subject "
"Well, I should hope not!" said Vincent,
with a touch ol indignation.
"Oh, don't. be angry! Do you think a
girl doesn't interpret things?" continued
Mrs. Ellison. "She has her own pride, of
course; she wouldn't speak until she is
spoken to. But I can speak; and surely you
know that it is only your interests I have at
heart. And that is why we have been so
glad to see this affair coming alone "
"Who have been glaa to see it?" he asked
again.
"Well, Hubert, for one. And I should
think your father. Ot course they must see
how admirable a wife she would make you,
now you are reallv embarked in public "life.
Clever, bright, amusing; of a good family;
with a comfortable dowry, no doubt but
that would be ot little consequence, so long
as your lather was pleased with the match;
you will have plenty. And this is my offer,
a very handsome one, I consider it: even
now, at the last moment, I will try to get
Hubert t5 postpone our marriage, if you
and Louie will have your wedding on the
same day with us. I have thought of it
again and again; but somehow I didn't like
to speak. I was waiting for you to tell me
that there was a definite understanding be
tween you and Louie Drexel "
"Well, there is not," he said calmly.
"Xor is there ever likely to be."
"Oh, come, come," she said insidiously,
"don't make any rash resolve, simply be
cause I may have interfered a little too soon.
Consider the circumstances. Did you ever
hear ot any man getting into Parliament
with fairer prospects than you? Your
friendship with Mr. Grandison is of itself
enough to attract attention to you. You
hive hardly opened your mouth in the
House jet; all the same I can see a disposi
tion on the part of the newspapers to pet
you "
"Whit has that got to do with Louie
Drcxel?" Vincent asfced bluntly.
"Everything," was the prompt reply.
"You must have social position. You must
begin and entertain and make yonr own
circle or friends and allies. Then I shall
want you to come to Musselburgh House
you and your wi'e so that my dinner par
tics shan't be smothered up with tlderly
people and political bores. You can't be
gin too early to form your own set; and not
only that, but with a proper establishment
and a wile at the head of it, you can pay
compliments to all kinds of people, even
among those who are not of your own set.
Why shouldn't you ask Mr. Ogden to din
ner, for example? there's many a good
turn he might do you in time to come.
Wait till you see how I mean to manage at
Musselburg House if only Hubert would be
a little more serious, and profess political be
liefs even if he hasn't any. Tori want you to
succeed, Vincent. You are my boy. And you
don't know how a woman who can't do any
thing distinguished herself is croud to look
on and admire one of her own family dis
tinguishing himself, and would like to have
all the world admiring him too. I tell you
you are losing time: you are losing your op
portunities. What" is the use what on
earth can he the use," continued this zeal
ous and surely disinterested councilor, "of
your writing lor newspapers 5 If the arti
cles were signed, then I could understand
their doing you some good, or it you were
the editor of an important journal, that
would give vou a position. But here you
are slaving "away all these mornings for
what? Is it the money they give you ? It
would be odd it the son of Harland Harris
had to make that a consideration. What
otherwise, then? Do you think half a
dozen people know that you write in the
"My dear aunt," he answered her, "all
that you say is very wise and very kind;
but you must not bother about me when
your own affairs are so much more import
ant If I have been too attentive to Miss
Drexel I'm sure I wasn't aware of it, but
I may have been I will alter that ."
"Oh, Vin, don't be mean!" Mrs. Ellison
crid. "Don't do anything shabby. You
won't go and quarrel with the girl simply
because I ventured to hope something from
your manner toward her you wouldn't do
such a thing as that"
"Certainly cot," laid he, in a half-amused
way. "Miss Drexel and I are excellent
friends "
"And you will continue to be sol" said
Mrs. Ellison imploringly. "Now, Vincent,
promise me! You know there are crises in
a woman's life when she expects a little
consideration when she expects to be
petted and have things a little her own
way; well, promise me now you will he very
kind to Louie kinder than ever why,
what an omen at a wedding it would be if
my chief attendant and the groomsman were
to fall out "
"Oh, we shan't fall out aunt, he sure of
that," he said good-naturedly.
"Ah, but I want more," she persisted. "I
shall consider myself a horrid mischief
maker if I don't see that you are more at
tentive and kind to Louie Drexel than ever.
It's your duty. It's your place, as grooms
man. You'll have to" propose their health
at the wedding breakfast; and of course
you'll say something nice about American
girls could you say anything too nice, I
wonder? and yon'il have to say it with an
air of convictio"n. For they'll" expect you
to speak well, ot course; you, a young mem
ber ol Parliament; and where"could you
find a more welcome toast, at a wedding
breakfast, than tne toast of the unmarried
young ladies? Yes, yes; you'll have plenty
of opportunities of lecturing a sleepy House
of Commons about Leasehold Enfranchise
ment ani things of that kind; but this is
quite arotber sort of chance; and I'm look
ing forward to mv nephew distinguishing
himself as he ought to do. when he will
have Louie and Anna Drexel listening."
fere this astute and insidious adviser
, for her future husband came into the
to pav his last afternoon call.
ether Vincent spoke well or ill on that
icious occasion does not concern us
it onlv needs to be said that the
ceremony, and the quiet little festivities fol
lowing, all passed off very satisfactorily;
and that bride and bridegroom (the former
being no novice) drove away radiant and
appy, amid the usual symbolic showers.
It was understood they were to break their
journer southward at Paris for a few days;
and Vincent who had meanwhile slipped
along to his hotel to chance his attire went
up to the railway station to see them off.
He was surprised to find both the Drexel
girls there.
"Now, look here, Vin," said the charm
ing, tall, pretty-eyed, and not inexperienced
bride, "I want you to do me a favor. If a
woman isn't to be humored and petted on
her wedding way when, then? Well,
Louie and Anna don't return to town until
to-morrow morning; and what are they to do
in that empty house witn old Mrs. Sinythe?
I want you to take-them in hand fur the
afternoon to please me. Leave that
wretched House of Commons for one more
evening; in any case you couldn't go up
now before the 5 o'clock express.
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And then she turned to the two young la
dies. "Louie, Vincent has promised to look
after you two girls; and he'll see you safely
into your train to-morrow morning. So you
must do vour best to entertain him in thi
meanwhile; the afternoon will be the dullest i
you must find something to amuse your
selves with "
Miss Drexel seemed a little self-conscious,
and also inclined to laugh.
"If he will trust himself entirely tons,"
said she, with covertly merry eyes fixed on
the bride, "Anna and I will do our best.
But he must put himself entirely in our
charge. He must be ruled and governed.
He must do everything we ask "
"Training him for a husband's duties,"
said Lord Musselburgh, without any evil
intention whatever; for indeed he was more
anxious about getting a supply of loot
warmers into the carriage that had been re
served for him.
Then the kissing had to be gone through;
there were final farewells and good wishes;
away went the train; there was a fluttering
of handkerchiefs; and here was Vincent
Harris, a captive in the hands of these two
young American damsels who, at first, did
not seem to know what to do with him.
But very soon their shyness wore oil; and
it must be freely conceded that they treated
him well. To begin with, they took him
down into the town and led him to a little
table at a confectioner's and ordered two
ices for themselves and lor him a glass of
sherry and a biscuit. When that fluid was
placed beiore him be made no remark; his
face was perfectly grave.
"What's the matter now?" Louie Drexel
asked, looking at him.
"I said nothing," he answered.
"What are you thiuking, then?"
"Nothing nothing."
"But I insist on knowing."
"Oh, very well," he said. "But it isn't
my fault I ptomised to obey. If you ask
me to drink a class of confectioner's sherry
I will do so though it seems a pity to die so
young."
"What would you rather have, then tea
or an ice?"
She got an ice for him; and duly paid for
the three much to his consternation, but
he had undertaken to be quite submissive.
Then they took him for a walk and showed
him the beauties of the place, making be
lieve to recognize the chief features and
public buildines or New York. Then they
carried him with them to Mrs. Ellison's
house, and ascended into the drawing-room
there, chatting, laughing, nonsense-making,
in a very frank and engaging manner.
Finally, toward 6 o'clock, Miss Drexel
rang the bell, and ordered the carriage.
"Ob, I say, don't do that," Vincent inter
posed, grown serious for a moment "Peo
ple don't like tricks being played with their
horses. You may do anything else in a
house but that."
"And pray who asked you to interfere,"
she retorted, in a very imperions manner; so
there was nothing for it but acquiescence
and resignation.
And very soon in a few minutes, indeed
the carriage was beneath the windows;
coachman on the box, footman at the door,
maidservant descending the steps with rugs,
all in order. It did not occur to Vincent to
ask bow those horses came to be harnessed
in so miraculously brief a space of time; he
accepted anything that might befall; he was
as clay in the hands of the potter. And
really the two girls did their best to make
things lively as they drove away he knew
not, and cared not, whither. The younger
sister was rather more subdued, perhaps;
but the older fairly went daft, as the saying
is; and her gaiety was catching. Not but
that she could be dexterous in the midst of
her madness. For example, she, was mak
ing merry over the general inaptitude of
Englishmen for speech-making; and was
describing scenes she had herself witnessed
in both Houses of Parliament, when she
suddenly checked herself.
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"At all events," she said, "I will say this
for the House of Commons, that there are a
number of very good-looking men in it. No
one can deny that But the House of Lords
whew! You know, my contention is that
my pedigree is just as long as that of any of
your lords; but I've eot to admit that some
of them more neatly resemble their ances
torsI mean their quadrnmanous ances
tors" "Louie!" said ths sister, reprovingly.
And she was going on to Bay some very
nice things about the House of Commons
(as contrasted witfc the Upper Chamber)
when Vincent happened to look out into the
now gathering dusk.
"Why." said he, "we're at Koltingdean;
and we're at the foot of an awfully steep
hill; 1 must get out and walk up."
"No, no, no," said Miss Drexel impa
tiently. "The homes have done nothing all
diy but hang about the church door. You
English are so absurdly careful of your
horses; more careful of them than of your
selvesas I've noticed myself at country
houses in wet weather. I wonder, when I
get back home, if the people will believe me
when I tell them that I've actually seen
horses in England with leather shoes over
their feet to Keep the poor things warm and
comfortable. Yes, in this very town of
Brighton "
But here Miss Leiiie had the laugh turned
against her, when he had gravely to inform
her that horses in England wore overshoes
ol leather, not to keep their feet warm, but
to prevent their cutting the turf when haul
ing a lawn roller.
"But where are we going?" said he again.
"Oh, never mind," she answered pertly.
"All right all right," he said, and he
proceeded to ensconce himself still more
snugly in the back seal. "Well, now, since
you've told us of all the absurd and ludi
crous things you've seen in England, won't
you tell us of some of the things you have
admired? We can't be insane on every
point, surely."
"But all the same, you know," Miss
Drexel proceeded, ''some of your country
men have beeu very complimentary when
they were over with us. Of course you've
heard of the one who said that the biggest
things he had seeu in America were the
eyes of the women?"
"What else could he say? An English
man prides himself on speaking the truth,"
he made answer, very properly.
By this time, however, he was beginning
seriously to ask himself whether those two
young minxes meant to take him a run
away expedition carried out with some
body else's horses. At all events thev were
going to have a fine night for it For by
now it ought to have been quite dark;
but it was not dark; the long-rolling downs,
the wide strip of turf along the top of the
cliffs, aud the far plain ot the sea were all
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spectrally visible in a sort of gray uncer
tainty, and he judged that the moon was
rising, or had risen in the east. What did
Charles and Thomas, seated on the box,
think of this pretty escapade? In any case
his own part and lot in the matter had al
ready been decided; unquestioning obedience
was what had been demanded of him. It
could uot be that Gretna Green was the ob
jective point? this was hardly the way.
At last they descended lrom those gray
moonlit solitudes, and got down into a
du'ky valley, where there were scattered
yellow lights lamp lights and lights
of windows. "This is Newhaven,"
he thought to himself; but he did
not say anything; for Miss Drexel was tell
ing of a wild midnight frolic she and some
of her friends had had on Lake Champlain.
Presently the footfalls of the horses sounded
hollow; they were going over a wooden
bridge. Then they proceeded cautiously for
a space, and there was a jerk or two; they
were crossing a railway line. And nowj
Vincent seemed to understand what those
mad young wretches were after. They were
going down to the Newhaven Pier Hotel.
To dine there? Very well; but he would
insist on being their host. It was novel and
odd aud in a certain way fascinating for
him to sit in a restaurant and find himself
entertained by two young ladies find them
pressing another biscuit on him, and then
paying the bill; but, of course, the serious
business of dinner demanded the interven
tion of a man.
AVhat followed speedily drove these con
siderations out of his head. The enter
prising young damsels having told the
coachman when to return with the carriage,
conducted their guest to the hotel, and
asked for the coffee-room. A waiter opened
the door fur them. The next thing that
Vincent saw was that, right up at the end of
the long room. Lord Musselburgh aud his
bride were seated at a side table, and that
they were regarding the new comers espe
cially himself with some little amusement
They themselves were in no wise discon
certed, as they ought to have been.
"Come along!" the bridegroom said,
rather impatiently. "You're nearly half-an-hour
late, and we're famishing. Here,
waiter, dinner at once, please! Vin, my boy,
you sit next Miss Drexel that's all right!"
At this side table covers were already laid
for five. As Viucent took his place, he
said :
"Well, this is better than being had up
before a magistrate fot stealing a carriage
and a pair of horses!"
"Sure they didn't let on?" the bride de
manded, with a glance at the two girls.
"Not a word!" he protested. "I had not
the remotest idea where or what we were
bound for. Looked more like Gretna Green
than anything else."
"The nearest way to Gretna Green," said
she, regarding Vincent with significant
eyes, "is through Paris to the British Em
bassy." Now although this remark (which Miss
Drexel affected not to hear she was so
busy taking off her gloves) seemed a quite
haphazard and casual thing, it very soon ap
peared, during the progress of this exceed
ingly merry dinner, that Lady Musselburgh,
as she now was, had been wondering
whether they might not carry the irolic a
fait further; whether, in ihort, this little
party of five might not go on to Paris
together by the 11 o'clock boat that same
night
"Why, Louie, you despise convention
alities," she exclaimed. "Well, now. is
your chancel"
Miss Louie pretended to be much fright
ened. "Ob, but I couldn't do that!" she cried.
"Neither Nan cor I have any things with
us."
"The idea of American girls talking of
taking things with them to Paris!" thebride
said, with a laugh. "That ia the very reason
you should go to Paris to get the things."
"Do you really mean to cross to-night?"
Vincent asked, turning to Musselburgh.
"Oh, yes, certainly. The fixed service
11 o'clock so there's no hurry, whatever
you decide on."
For he, too, seemed rather taken with this
audacious project; said he thought it would
he good fun; pleasant company, and nil
that; also he darkly hinted perhaps for the
benefit of the American young ladies that
Paris bad been altogether too pallid of late,
and wanted a little crimson added to its
complexion. And, indeed, as the little ban
quet proceeded, these intrepid schemes
widened out, in a half-jocular way. Why
should the runaway party stop at Paris?
"Why should they not all go on to the Mediter
ranean together, to breathe the sweet airs
blown in from the sea, and watch the spring
emptving her lavish lap-fill of flowers over
the la'nd? Alas! it fell to Vincent's lot to de
molish these fairy-like dreams. He said he
would willingly wait to see the recruited
party off by that night's steamer, and would
send any telegrams tor them or deliver any
messages, but he had to return to London
the next morning without fail. Aud then
Miss Louie Drexel said it was apitv to spoil
a pleasant evening by talking of impossi
bilities, And that they had already suf
ficiently outraged convontionalities by run
ning away with a carriage and pair and
breaking in upon a bridal tour. So the com
plaisant young bride had for the moment to
abandon her half-serious, half-whimsical
designs, and, perhaps, she even hoped that
Miss Drexel had not overheard her sug
gested comparison between the British Em
bassy at Paris and Gretna Green.
At 9 o'clock the carriage came round, and
at 9 o'clock the younger people, having got
their goodbys said all over again, set out
for home.
"I suppose we ought to keep this little
expedition a secret," said Vincent, as they
were climbing up from the dusky valley to
the moonlight above, which was now very
clear and white.
"Why?" said Miss Lonie.
"Rather unusual isn't it?" he asked,
doubtfully, for he knew little of such mat
ters. "That's what made it so nice," she an
swered, promptly "Don't you think they
were charmed? Fancy their being quite
nlone in that big hotel, waiting for a steamer!
We had it all planned out days ago. Didn't
you suspect in the least when you knew
they were going by Newhaven and Dieppe,
and that they would have to wait till 11 to
night? I'm sure they would have been de
lighted if we had gone over to Paris with
them, and down to the Mediterranean; but I
suppose that would have been a little too
much just a little too much!"
And if Miss Drexel was vivacious and
talkative on her way out, she was equally
so on the way back; so that Vincent, in such
cheerful company, had little reason to re
gret their having captured and run away
with him. Then again the night was sur
passingly beautiful the moonlight gray on
the land and white on the sea; the heavens
cloudless; the world everywhere apparently
silent and asleep. Not that they were
to get all the way home without a little bit
of an adventure, however. When they
reached the top of the height just west of
Rottiugdean, Louie Drexel proposed that
they should get out and walk'aloug the
cliff for a while, leaving the carriage to go
slowly on by road. This they accordingly
did; and very soon the carriage was out of
sight: for at this point the highway is
formed by a deep cutting in the chalk. It
was pleasant to be by themselves on such a
night high up on tliis iofty cliff, overlook
ing the wide, far-shimmering, silver sea.
Presently there came into the stillness a
sound of distant voices; and shortly after
ward, at the crest of the hill, a band of
strayed revelers appeared in sight, swaying
mnch in their walk, and singing diverse
choruses with energy rather than with skill.
They were in high good humor, all of them.
As they drew near, Vincent perceived that
one of them was a soldier; and he seemed
the ceuter of attraction; this one and that
clung to his arm, until their legs, becoming
involved, carried them wide away, when
two other members of the group would
occupy the twin places of honor. The
soldier was drunk, too; but he had the
honor of the flag to maintain; and he made
some heroic effort to march straight
Now what with their insensate howling
and staggering they were almost on Vincent
and his two companions before they were
aware; but instantly there was a profusion
of offers of hospitality. The gentleman
must drink with them at Boyal Oak. The
gentleman declined to drink and civilly
bade them good night. At the same moment
another member of the jovial crew appeared
to have discovered that there were also two
young ladies here; most probably he had
a dim suspicion there might onlv be one;
however, it was this one, the one nearest,
he insisted should also go down and have a
glass at the Royal Oak. It was all
done in good fellowship, with no harm
meant; but when at the same time this par
ticular loysterer declared he would have his
sweetheart come along o' him aud caught
Miss Louie by the arm he had distinctly
overstepped the bounds of prudence.
"Hands off!" said Vincent, and he slung
the fellow a clip on the ear that sent him
staceri ncr until his legs got mixed no some
how, and away he went headlong on the
grass.
Then he said in a rapid undertone to the
two girls
"Off you go to the carriage quick! "
He turned to the now murmuring group.
"What do you want?" he said. "I can't
fight all ot you; I'll fight the soldier make
a ring, to see fair play "
He glanced over his shoulder; the two
girls had disappeared; he breathed freely.
"But, look here," he said In a most amica
ble tone, "you've had a glass anyone can
see that and it's no use a man trying to
fight if he's a bit unsteady on his pins; you
know that quite well. And I don't want to
fight any of yon. It' you ask me in a friendly
way, I'll go down to the Koyal Oak and
have something with you; or I'll treat you,
if you lite that better. I call that fair."
And they seemed to think it fair, too; so
they picked up their companion (who looked
drowsy) and helped him along. But they
hadn't gone half a dozen yards when two
dark figures appeared at the top of the chalk
cutting; and these, when they came quickly
up, Vincentto his surprise discovered to be
the coachman and footman.
"Where are the young ladies?" he de
manded, instantly and angrily.
"Miss Drexel is on the box, sir she sent
us to you," said the coachman staring with
amazement at the revelers, aud no doubt
wondering when the fighting was about to
begin.
"Ob, go away backl" said he. "Get the
ladies into the carriage aud drive them
home! I'm going to have a drink with
these good fellows I'll follow on foot."
"I'm quite sure, sir, Miss Drexel won't
go," said the coachman.
But here the soldier stepped forward. He
had arrived at some nebulous perception of
the predicament; and be constituted him
self spokesman of the party. They had no
wish to inconvenience the gentleman. He
hoped some other night prond to see such
a gentleman wouldn't interfere with ladies
not interfere with anybody all gentle
men and good friends no use in 'nimosity
no offense meant, no offense taken
This harangue might have gone on all
night had not Vincent cut it short by re
questing to be allowed to hand his friends
five shillings to drink his health witbal;
and away the jocund brethren went to ob
tain more liquor if haply they could in
duce the landlord of the Boyal Oak to
serve them.
And here, sure enough, was Miss Louie
Drexel seated sedately on the box, whip and
reins in hand; and there was Miss Anna, in
the white niooniigh), at the horses' heads.
When Vincent and his two companions were
in the carriage again, he said to the elder of
them
"Why didn't you drive away home?"
"Drive away home?" said she, with some
touch of.vibrant indignation in her voice.
"And leave you there?" I was just as near
as possible going back myself, with thewhip
in my band. Do you think I couldn't have
lashed my way "through those drunken
fools?"
(To he continued next Sunday.)
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Angostura Bitters before meals, ttssu
1890.
TEA.CHINGOFST.PAUL
f
What He Meant by Saying Our Con
versation is in Heaven.
IT'S A MATTER OP CITIZENSHIP.
Duties and Privileges That Go Along With.
That Relation.
KEEPING TIP A GOOD GOYKKKJIEKT
1WBITTXX TOR THE DISPATCH. 3
St. Paul was a very positive and confi
dent Christian. He knew perfectly well
what he believed, and why he believed it.
To him the unseen universe was as real as
the ground beneath his feet. He was as
sure of the existence of God as he was of the.
existence of Paul.
Aud he was pretty well acquainted with
Paul. He. knew that Paul was a good,
faithful Christian, and though he was fully
aware of his infirmities and faults, and not
unmindful that even saints might become
castaways, still he had no hesitation in tell
ing a good many people that if they would
follow his example it would be better for
them. "Brethren," he says, "he lollowers
together of me, and mark them which walk,
so as ye have us for an example, for our
conversation is in heaven."
That is a good deal for a man to say of
himself. But it was true, and it was just
what those people needed, and he said it
I wish we could say as much.
We do not know much, it is trne, about
the conversation of heaven. We have but
the vaguest idea what it will be about.
Probably it will be wider in its range than
any of ns think. We are quite ignorant of
the language of heaven. We do not even
know for certain that people in tbe next life
will talk at all. It is just as likely that
thinking will take the place of speaking,
and that the conversation of heaven will be
some sort of mind-reading.
THE PHYSICAL CIIANGE.
Evidently there will be a decided change,
out of earth into heaven. For one thin?,
we will leave our earthly bodies behind us.
St. Paul reminds of that just in this con
nection. "The Lord Jesus Christ," he
says, "shall change our vile body that it
may be fashioned like unto His glorious
body." The celestial body, he tells us in
another familiar paragraph, will not be this
terrestrial body which we have now. There
will be no flesh and blood in heaven. That
will be a great change.
But, after all the changes, we know
pretty well What sort of conversation will
not be heard in heaven. We know that the
conversation of heaven will be perfectly
reverent and perfectly pure, and perfectly
charitable. Nobody will talk unkindly
about their neighbors in heaven. And we
ought to know that if we are ever to take
our part in any heavenly conversation, we
must begin cow. We must have our con
versation in heaven, now.
"Conversation" is a word which has a
narrower meaning now than it once had. In
the days when the Bible was translated into
English, the word indicated the whole man
ner of a man's life. His "conversation"
was what we would call his behavior. Thus
it is used in another place in the New Tes
tament, where we read, "Be ye holy in all
manner of conversation." It means not
speaking only, but living.
WHAT ST. TAUIi MEANT.
The word, however, which St. Paul wrote
meant neither living nor speaking, except
as it included both. St Paul said nothing
about "conversation" in eitherits narrower
or its wider signification. The word which
he used means "citizenship." "Our citi
zenship is in heaven. We may cross ont
tnat old word "conversation from the sen
tence, and write this new word "citizenship"
in the place of it
Aud so we get our text: "Our citizenship
is In heaven." What does it mean?
Well, we know what Roman citizenship
meant in iae uajs oi at jraui. J.C was a
privilege which men who had it were very
proud of. St. Paul had asserted his citizen
ship upou a memorable occasion among
these very people of Philippi to whom he
was now writing; and they would all re
member what a fright that declaration had
given to the city authorities who had beaten
and imprisoned him. They came themselves
to the town jail and took out Paul and Silas
with profound apologies, because Paul was
a Roman citizen.
Now, St. Paul is telling them that there is
another and a better citizenship which is in
the possession of them all. "Our citizen
ship is in heaven." And that is true of us
also.
You know that when our Lord went about
preaching, the main subject that He
preached about was the kingdom of heaven.
And when He sent out the 70 evangelists,
in the midst ot His ministry. He gave them
that same message. They were to show the
clad tidings ot the kingdom oi heaven.
And when His earthly ministry was over,
and after His resurrection He tarried yet
for 40 days, teaching the apostles who were
to carry on rlis wort, this, you remember,
was what He talked about with them,
"Speaking or the things pertaining to the
kingdom of God."
WHAT THE KINGDOM IS.
Exactly what Christ meant by the king
dom, it is not easy to say. He said a great
deal about it, sometimes in sermons, some
times in parables. From some of these say
ings it has been inferred that the kingdom
means the moral government of God. From
others, it has been maintained that the
kingdom means tbe ecclesiastical govern
ment of the church. Probably it means
both, and more than botb.
liod is the li.ing, that we know. And we
are the subjects, that we know also. And
when you know who the king is and who
the subjects' are, you know at least enough
ta begin with about the kingdom.
Now citizenshipsin a case like this, when
the citizens are separated from their coun
try, when the subjects are settled in a land
which is not obedient to their king, involves
two duties: The duty of loyalty and the
duty of light-bearing.
Our citizenship is in heaven, and our first
duty is to live here like citizens of heaven.
We must be loyal citizens. We must be
ever mindful where we belong, and who our
king is, and we must be watchful to make
our conversation, in all the meanings of that
word, accord with our citizenship. The
scholars of King James' day translated
"citizenship" into "conversation;" and we
must do that, too, ia our daily living, in the
"epistle" which men read more plainly and
more often than any epistle which any of
the apostles wrote the epistle of our daily
conduct
A COLONY IN BTJSSIA.
It is like the case of an American colony
in Russia. They live there, but their citi
zenship i here. They have duties in both
places. They are to render unto Caisar or
the Czar, as they cpU the name in Russia
such tribute as belongs" to him; and they
have other tribute to pay, also, which must
be paid, whether the Czar gets his or not.
Their allegiance is first and all the time to
the laws of their own tpuntry. You know
very well what peoplethink of disloyal citi
zens. You know the just opinion which we
all have of American citizens who try to be
half-English, or half-Frenph, or anything
else but true, sincere, whole-hearted Ameri
cans. That is one of a great number of in
structive parables which the text naturally
suggests.
Let us remember every morning that we
are citizens of heaven. We pray the Lord's
Prayer, I hope, every morning; and that pe
tition, in which we ask. that God's kingdom
may come, might well serve as a reminder.
We are citizens of heaven. And here in
this foreign country, where our lot is
for the present cast, we are to
live this day as beoomes our digni
fied position. We will have many
words to speak to-day, and we will try tn
speak them so as not to cast discredit upon
our heavenly citizenship. We will have
many temptations to persuade us to tbe right
or to the left of the straight path to-day, and
we will try to meet them as a man who be
longs to an ancient and noble family meets
a persuasion to do a cowardly, or mean, or
disreputable act. We will try to remember
to-day, in all our speaking, and doing, and
even thinking we will try to remember
who we are. We are citizen's of heaven.
THE DUTY OP CITIZENSHIP.
But every good citizen is on the side of
good government. He is not content to
govern himself and hfs own home in the
right way. That is not enough. Neither
does he consider that he is doing the
remainder of his duty when he la
ments the misgovernment with which
he is surrounded, and keeps up a
constant and indignant complaining. That
is not enough, either. The "type of a bad
citizen is that righteous patriarch, Lot, who
lived a cood many years in the worst gov
erned city on the face of tbe earth and com
plained about it every day, "vexing his
righteous soul from day to day," St. Peter
tells us, "seeingand hearing their unlawful
deeds;" and yet in all those years made no
converts to the cause ot good government
and decency. When the end came there
were not five righteous men in the town
where Lot lived, not even in his own fami
ly. Something was the matter there. Some
of the fault, I am afraid, was Lot's.
The good citizen is a missionary of good
citizenship. He sets at work to make
things better. That is what I meant when
I said that besides tbe duty of loyalty, the
citizen has the duty of light-bearing. It
is the business of the citizen of heaven
to make earth as much like heaven as be
can. The conversation ot heaven will be a
great improvement anon much of the con
versation which is heard in our houses; the
manners of heaven will be as much an ad
vance upon our manners as ours are upon
the etiquette of Central Africa; the customs
of heaven, tbe laws of heaven, the justice of
heaven, the culture of heaven, will prove
considerably better than the best which we
have now; and we want the best we want
every improvement there is. It is the duty
ot citizens of heaven, where they do all
these things and everything else so infi
nitely better than we do here, to bring the
ways of heaven down upon this misgov
erned earth, and let the light of heaven
shine into all the neglected places.
THE UPLIFTING OP THE WOELD.
That is what Christ was always saying.
That is the heart of what He meant by His
"gospel of tbe kinzdoni," which He
preached. He meant the uplifting of the
world. He meant the setting of the right
in wrong's place everywhere. He meant
that the citizens of heaven, though they
were but a small company of people, dwell
ing as a weak colony in the midst of a vast
empire whose allegiance was paid into the
treasury of the devil shonld little by little,
and year by year, and century by century,
make things better, "leaven the whole
lump," teach purer customs, wiser laws,
uplift men's ideals, and finally get the will
ot their own King done on earth as it is
done in their own kingdom in heaven.
We think sometimes that with all the
loyalty and all the light-bearing, the king
dom ot God is very slow in its con
version of the kingdoms of this
world. We read that the knowledge
and obedieoce of God will one day
cover the earth as the waters cover the
bottom of the sea. But that mighty and
blessed Hood delays its coming, and what
water there is seems pretty shallow, the
sand-bars of selfishness lie just beneath its
surface, and the rocks and reefs of unright
eousness tbrnst up their ugly heads in a
thousand places.
But St. Paul was thinking, as he wrote,
of the world in which he lived, the tears
came into his eye3 as he thought about it
"For many walk, of whom I have told you
often, and now tell you even weepjng, that
they are the enemies of the cross of Christ;"
men having gods whose altars are the tables
of banquets, and whose service is an affair
to be ashamed of, minding earthly things,
and going on to sure destruction.
That was a hard time for a citizen of
heaven. But the citizens of heaven kept
their courage. They continued loyal and
kept their lizhts burning. They ceased not
day and night, trying to get the world gov
erned by the laws of heaven. And we have
but to compare the davs of the administra
tion of the Emperor Nero with the days of
the administration of 1'resideut .Harrison, to
measure the success of their endeavors.
We are the citizens of heaven. Steadily
and surely we are getting converts into our
colony, and bringing the world over to our
side. Everybody who is for the right is of
our number. One day we will have a
majority in this evil world. For our citi
zenship is in heaven, and our King is the
King of heaven; who "is able even to
subdue all things unto himself."
Geop.ge Hodges.
HEW C0-0PEEATIVE SCHEME.
A Colony of Farmers Secure 3,000 Acres ot
Choice Land in Alabama.
A colony of about 25 families from the
North, for the most part farmers, have re
cently secured about 3,000 acres ot choice
farm land in Cullman county, Ala., on
which to locate a co-operative farm. It is to
be organized as a joint stock company, with
a capital stock ol f 200, 000, limited to 200
shares of 51,000 each. No person can pur
chase, own or control more or less than one
share of the capital stock.
The labor is to be performed b r themselves
and tbeir families at stipulated wages, the
profits to be distributed as dividends. They
propose to introduce manufactures as soon as
practicable, as they possess a tract of valua
ble timber as well as an inexhaustible sup
ply of coal. This county is the only farm
ine, territory in any of the Southern States
in which there are no negroes.
BEAUTY BELONGS TO WOMAN.
Qualities of Strength Are the 3Iost Admira
ble Traits for Men.
A woman should be thankful that she is
beautiful, says Rose Terry Coake in the
Lewiston Journal. I say, advisedly, a
woman, for it is only a small average that
can lay claim to real beauty; but where do
you ever see a beautiful man? Were An
tinons or Apollo to return from tbe ancient
days they would be relegated at once to the
rank of dandies or "ilmle," efficient, man
ful men no longer, but the byword of their
brethren, drowned iu tbe laughter of girls.
For beauty is not a man's trait; vigor, ex
pression, the elan ot a noble soul from clear
eyes, the seal of a strone: and true nature
on firm lips and implacable brow these
belong to-men; beauty is for women. And
what a gift it is! What a power!
A POETICAL IKVEHTIOff.
It Has Grown In Popular Favor and Found
Many Imitators.
I Chicago Herald.1
James Whitcotib Riley invented the
"stoop" style of poetry, in which the last
line of each stanza
Steps
down
so.
As in:
The boogers'H catch you if you
don't
watch
out
This has been fiercely copied, the most
successfully by S. W. Foss in his character
istic verses. He is but a successful imitator,
however. James Whitcomb Riley was the
originator.
AILIGATOES AS PETS.
Not Only Affectionate, but Susceptible or
Ornamentation.
New York Sun.
A good deal is to be said in favor of the
alligator as a pet It becomes perfectly do
mesticated and is then both intelligent and
affectionate, and is always interesting. Its
chief merit, however, is that it is capable of
ornamentation to any exteut. You can put
bracelets on. its neck, arms and tail, and as
much decorative metal work as you like can
be attached to its back and sides. Clocks
may be fixed in holes in IU skin. It is
pleased, too, by this decoration, which will
cause it to chuckle with delight.
21
THE INDIAN MESSIAH.
It is a Duplication of a Belief Prev
alent Among All Kaces.
ALL THE HEROES APPEAE ALIKE.
Many of the Stories of the Bible Familiar
to Savags Peoples.
HOW COETEZ C0XQUEKED MEXICO
There is food for thought and speculation
iu the stories of the excitement among the
Indians tribes produced by the promise of a
Messiah, says the St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
It is not certain whether or not these prom
ises are a part of the Indian mythology or
whether they are the cunning contrivances
of white men hoping for profit from the dis
turbances which are sure to follow. But al
though the stories now floating among them
may have been given form by white scoun
drels, the Indians would not have swallowe'd
the fable so easily had not their own myth
ology contained the same fable.
The aborigines have always been on the
lookout for a great prince or hero, who was
said to be coming at some time to rule over
his people. The strange mythology of the
African savages and some of their most
hideous practices are duplicated among the
Americans. These practices are connected
with religious or cuperstitous ideas, which
are essentially the same whether found
among the African savages ot the present
time, the Hebrews of pre-Mo;aic days or the
American Indians and Aztecs found on this
continent by the first explorers and
conquerers.
STORY OF CADMUS.
This story of the Messiah may be looked
upon as a revival of the old hero myth
prevalent all over the continent in one form
or another. It is paralleled by the Cadmus
myth, partly Aryan, partly Semitic. Cad
mus is simply the Semitic word for the East,
and the legend is a slightly veiled account
of the origin and course of light and life. In
other words, it is one of the thousand and
one sun myths which are plenty as poverty
the world over. The Egyptian story was
that the heavenly light impregnated a virgin
of whom was born a good man. who fought
his twin brother, and was for a time con
quered and banished. But he was sure to
return like the morning and rule the land as
the sun rules.
It is worth noticing, too, that although the
Egyptians were a brown race, tbeir hero was
"light colored, white, or yellow," In
America there is the same virgin mother aud
the same career in different form, followed
by disappearance and a promise of return.
"Both in America and the Orient," says
Brinton, "the myths of tbe hero god bora
of a virgin and that of the descent into
Hades are among the most common. Tbeir
explanation rests on the universality and
prominence of tbe processes of nature which
are typified under these narratives."
The similarity of these myths to the
Christian history made a profound im
pression on the early missionaries, and it
was believed by many of them that the In
dians were either descendants of the ten lost
tribes or that they had at some time been in
communication with the Orient. But this
impression was removed when it was ascer
tained by travelers and explorers in all
other savage lands that the same legends
prevailed among the most diverse and re
mote tribes.
THE AZTEC MESSIAH.
The Aztec hero, Quetzalcoatl, high priest
in the glorions city oi Tular, the teacher of
the arts, the law giver, prince and judge,
was the expected Messiah of the Aztecs.
He was born of a virgin, played pretty
much the same role in Aztec history that
Cadmus did in Greek and Semitic, and dis
appeared in Tollan, the Place of the Sun,
whence he was to come again to possess his
own. The myth is almost exactly the same
as that found among the ancient Britons.
In the latter Arthur after fighting all day
and being wounded, was carried to the sea
shore, where appeared a ship filled with
virgins, who lifted the King into the craft
and bore him away to the Islaud "Valley of
Avilon, whence he promised to return and
reign again.
When Montezuma heard of the landing of
Cortez, he said: "It is Quetzalcoatl returned
from Tula." Every account he received of
the strangers confirmed him in this belief.
They came from the East, they were white
and they were bearded. The legend re
quired these features. It has often been re
marked as strauge that Cortez, with his
handtul of adventurers, found the Mexicans
snch easy prey. But it is not at all strange.
The natives were stricken with awe and
wonder. They dared not strike too hard,
because they knew not it was a human in
vader and they leared the vengeance of out
raged divinity. When Cortez reached tbe
City of Mexico the monarch acknowledged
him as the emissary of the Messiah.
SITTING EULlS VISIOK.
The few Indians of the West who have
seen the Messiah, describe him as a white
man with a heard. This has been referred
to as a proof that the whole thing is a hum
bug. But really it is proof that the myth
retains its integrity in spite of time and the
influence of the whites. It is said that one
Chief. Sitting Bull, the Arapahoe, saw him;
he displayed holes in his bands and feet
proving himself to be Christ as the Savior
did when he met doubting Thomas. This,
however, is an addition due to the knowl
edge the savages have acquired of Christian
ity. Sitting Bull, who is described as a
shrewd scoundrel, no doubt adds this feat
ure in order to win the sympathy of those
Indians who have been tinctured with
Christianity.
In some of the American regions this Mes
siabic hope was the central idea. In Mex
ico, the Messiah's name was Quetzalcoatl; in
Peru, Virachocha; in Yucatan, Kukulcan.
The word Lenape, the name of a Delaware
tribe, is said to have an esoteric meaning,
"the man comes"; at any rate the legend
was found among them in perfection. It is
probable that the sitjp story can be found ia
the mythology of every tribe on the Ameri
can continent
BIBLE STOEIES KECALLED.
The Messiah legend, or, as it ought to be
called, the culture-hero mytb, is not the
only belief entertained by the American
Indians which i3 wonderfully similar to
those of ether lands and which bear puzzling;
resemblance to the Christian traditions. An
old Ojibway chief, on being told some Bible
stories by a missionary, said: "The book
must be true, for our ancestors told us simi
lar stories generation after generation since
the earth was new." This tribe had a
legend of eight or ten brother, the youngest
ot whom was favored by his father and by
the gods. His brothers were evilly disposed
and tried to slay him. He was rescued by
an interposition from the other world and
lived to heap coals of fire upon their heads.
He gave them corn principally and relieved
their hunger brought on by a famine. The
story is wondermlly like that of Joseph and
his brethren.
Lot's wife is also found among them. She
looked back upon her burning village and
was turned to a pillar of stone. It is now
believed that the ancestors of the Cbabta
tribes were tbe Mound Builders of the Ohio
Valley and migrated from their old home
not more than 800 years ago. Their old mea
tell that in their wanderings, after they left
their Ohio home, they were guided by a pole,
which tbey saw floating in the air before
them, leaning in the direction they were to
go; when night came tbe pole stood upright,
indicating the place where they should en
camp. It was a prosaic reproduction of the
pillar of cloud which guided the Israelites
over the wastes ol Arabia.
A curions variation of the 3Iesiah myth
is found among Hie Algoequin tribes, where
the culture hero appears under a name im
plying that he is a cheat or a liar. But his
bad reputation arises because of the inabit '
ity to find a suitable English word to tiani '
late the Indian epithet.
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