SK3H&ftBH i?u?Eraa2'p SsBSaE H r -.W!AsnT?'!!! ,'Vi.sr,rcrvrf5 J""TVSSJfi , -r .- -? mj-z-jgPP5 x Zu rji"WT i '. " 1r 18 THE PITTSBURG-. DISPATCH, SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 29, 1891 3afAwCU'iW&. palace grounds," was the reply. "We saw her and ran off in an ajonv of embarrass ment, followed by his friends." "Perhnps tbev'hadbeen married and then divorced," said the lady. "I hare it on the best of authority that "people in America marry there in one pro ince (let us say Venezuela) this year and are divorced with perfect ease the'next year in tome other province (let us say California)." ''Really? I am not surprised. Ameri cans are euch curious creatures. But she's wonderfully handsome, that girl, don't you think so?"" "Oh, of course," granted the lady, earing no more and saying even thus much as though it was forced from her. "But I don't like the affected simplicity with whieh she has gowned herself, do you?" "1 Hadn't thought a nit aDoni ner jmre, said the gentleman. "Where is she now? Do you know?" 'inking to a score or so of our best men," returned the ladv, a little harshly, "over yonder near the door that leads to the picture galleries. Take me in that di rection, will you? I want to have a better look at her. "i may be wron?, but it struck me there was a sort of crookedness in one of her eyebrows " Meanuhile, as the Princess ofBrindisi, subdued into humility that she had never before dreamed of as possible to her proud spirit, was saying suave if rather void things to Alenne, the King slipped his arm within that of Eric Thaxter and mur mured to him: "Come with me, my friend, into the con servatory. I have something that I must Fay to you at once." Clarimond, his companion, were present ly in the sweet-smelling dusk of a spacious glass pavilion, where you heard the sounds of falling water and caught its flashes, now end then, through coverts of shadowing leaves and blocms. They found the place quite vacant; as yet no flushed and fatigued dancers had sought it Their feet struck with little hollow clangs on the marble pavements of the odorous avenues, and thus accentuated, as it were, the exceeding still ness. It was a stillness that Eric waited for his master to break, and at length he did eo, in these words : "I suppose that Lispenard told you just what passed between him and myself." "Yes. monsieur, he told me." "Well," said the King musincly, "then you, Eric, who knew so well, must have seen that I betrayed myself." "Betrayed yourself, monsieur; how?" "Oh, that I showed him Hove the woman he loves. Did he not tell you that? Xo, do not reply; I will not permit you to tell me, even it so inclined. It would'be unfair, almost dishonorable, for me to insist on any such disclosure." "An injustice from you, monsieur, would be as impossible as darkness from the sua." The King suddenly paused. His face was touched with a vague yet revealing light, and Erie perceived on it a pallor, a serious ness, which he had before noted, but which now seemed intensified." "If I wanted a counsellor," he broke forth, and then he laid a hand on Eric's shoulder, "But in this case I ought not to want one, I should be sufficient unto my self. Only, my friend, you would bo the wisest and best of counsellors, that is all I mean," and he withdrew his hand, giving a long and deep sirh. "From what I know of yon, monsieur," said Eric, "you have always been sufficient unto yourself" "'Not al'vajs, not always but you are very kind." "I am simply sincere, monsieur. Ton were born to be a great ruler of men. I have felt it for months past. The more that I see of you, the more strongly you appeal to me as a power for good. The world would have had no need for republics if all kings had been as perfect as yourself." "JnanKs, myiric, tnanks." To the surprise of his hearer these words w ere very brokenl v uttered. Clarimond re mained immotable, so that the revealing light still clothed his face. And now Eric saw that las vivid eyes were shining as though with half depressed tears. Only a ilicht silence elapsed before he spoke again. "Then, if I am indeed worthy to be a great ruler, as you say I should know, Eric, how to rule myself." "Pardon me, monsieur, but I do not un derstand." The King's glance turned from right to left, as though in the dimness he suspected either seme ne.vcomer or some ambushed listener. With great abruptness he soin caught Eric's hands in either of his own and held them strainicgly, while his moist beamirg eyes plunged their look into the obscured face of his watcher. "Eric. I have never leved living woman until now. and I could have her for my wife if I choos:" "Eor your queen?" faltered Eric, scarcely knowing why lie spoke the words. 'Qucen" Queen;1' Clarimond flung back impatiently, "you are like everybody else. How otherwise could I have her for my wife, man! Have I not told you that those morganatic marriages are loathsome to rael hut there it is! Instantly that "royalty" idea occurs to you; Well, j on are not "to blame. It occurs to everybody no doubt, the moment my marriage is thought of. It occurred to her. She accepted me. Are you smiling becau-e eIic accepted me? Are yon saving to youiself that shu merely did what thousands of women would in like cir cumstances do! But you are wrong if you rcaon so. for she wassublimelyfrank. She made it clear to nit, that she still loved Lis penard. and tha if she brought me a virgin bo3y she could not bring me a virgin heart!" "She said this, monsieur?" "In sub-tance. j es, Eric, if not in actual phrase. And I, knowing how this man and woman love one another how he cruel worldliness of a tiucle hard-grained bcins has kept them apart I whom you have called irreat, paute, positively pause, before lb" fulfilment f my duty!" "i our duty, monsieur?" The Kings eyes darted fire, for a second, there in the dusk where he and Eric stood. "I can unite them, if 1 choose, almost by lifting my hand. Tf 1 do not choose, I can wed Kathleen. Which course is my duty? She will marrv me, hjlf from ambition, half because of her mother that vicious, mannih, insatiable mother! Which course I say, is my duty? People talk of Quixo tism! Bah! As if I did not know! There was never a meaner word created than that 'Quixotism'' It has been the cloak for countless acts of cowardice, and Cervantes, were he alive to day. wou!d regret that his genius ever aided in its cominr." Erir drooped his head, and felt his eyes fill with tears. He knew just what great throbs of a nobP nature underlay this splendid bluster, this incomparable ve hemence. "Jlonsieur." he replied, when able to Fchool his voice so that he could speak with self-governaure, "you have been very right in saying that you require no counsellor. I am Alonzo Lispenard's friend; I know bow he has suffered how he suffers yet! I am vour devoted serviteur, and I realize the noble renunciation it is in your power to make. You yourself have hinted that you are capable of this fine self-enacement. But I did not need Spur own admission to that effect. I have already known you too long "not to grasp the height and breadth of your generosity.' Clarimond turned on his heel like a flash, threw both hands behind him, joining them thf re, and then inoed slowly awat. "I've horrible dcceied yea," he shot over his shoulder, "j brought you here in thf hope that althouglran American you would prove yourself a good courtier, Fnd show me ample eausc that I should plight truth with the woman T love." "Monsieur," replied Eric, following him, "1 am far too good a courtier for that! Smcf-rely as I esteem your character in its "ntirctj," there is one element of it to which T must always pay primal obeisance." "You meati?" questioned the King, as Eric now reached his side again, in the lrag-ant twilight of their transient retreat. "Your peerless conscience your un paralleled sense of right! ? As the festivity progressed, this evening, nearly everyone conceeded that there had been nothing at all resembling it in bril liance and buoyancy for many and many a tnonth. Indeed, some of the native guests roundly admitted that Clariraond's reign had yet seen no grand assemblage so de lightful; for this season more foreigner than usual had gathered at the hotels, and among these, where position and anteced ents, made it possible, the royal invitations had been somewhat lavishly spread. As a pleasant result, the entertainment sparkled with novelty. At midnight the doors of the banqueting ball were opened, and wine and viands furnished in prof use" largess, wrought just the needed result of quickened gayety and enlivened social zest. The naughtiest Saltravian maids and matrons unbent and became affable to fellow-mortals of diflerent grades or often of different countries from their own. Some little time after midnight, Erio touched Alonzo on the arm. The latter gave a kind of relieved start, and at once said: "I'm so glad to find you. I mean to slip awav, though of course you will not go yet" "You are tired so soon?" "Yes of seeing her, ringed round with her new idolators. It's getting intolerable. I shouldn't have come at all!" "But, my dear Lonz, the King withe to speak with you. He has just sent me to ask you if you will not join him." Alonzo stood for a brief while irresolute. Then he tossed his head, bit his lip, and said in a voice almost irritable: "Of course of course! How absurd of me! I'm almost forgetting that I'm a slave." "A slave, Lonz! You! As if rd let you be! Come, now, take that horrible senti ment back! You're as free as air, and you know it!" Alonzo slipped his hand into Eric's. 'I'm very distressed," he answered, "and I'm a fool. Forgive me!" "It isn't for me to forgive you." "Oh, then, I'll apologize to him." "You needn't He'll never know. Come with me, dear boy." They quitted "the ballroom and passed through several dim corridors. "Where on earth are you taking me?" Alonzo mur mured more than once, but Eric, as if the question needed no reply, kept pushing on. Presently, when it was for the third time repeated, he replied, while pushing open a vague door over which was a lamp shaped like a drooping lotus flower: "You ought to know. It's that little chapel. You told me, when I brought you here, one day, an age ago, that it was very good. You congratulated me on it, though von pronounced it a plagiarism from the Sainte Ch3pelle in Paris. It isn't, for the simple reason that it's a copy." "I remember," fell from Alonzo, as he stood in the full-lighted interior and gazed about him. As in the Saint Chapelle, there were 15 windows of superfine stained glass with their designs from Scripture and the lives of the saints, blossoming out of lovely traceries; there were the same polychrome adornments, and the same statues of the twelve Apostles over against the pillars. "It was so different when I saw it last." Alonzo continued. "The sunshine then flooded it, and nowhere are these radiant candelabra, brimming at intervals with wax candles. Why is it thus illumined? What has this dreamy little place to do with all that mundane and dazzling revel that we have just left?" "It has but recently been lighted, as you will see," said Eric'pointed to a cluster of cardies near by. "The King desired this." "One of his whims, I suppose." "He has no whims." "Does he attend service here?" "Clarimond? My de3r Lonz, yon know by this time as well as I do that the King has no distinct religious creed. He "has given the use of this chapel to his mother during her stay here; the Princess' apart ments are not far away from it I have heard him say that if he should ever be married, his "friend. Dr. Weuvermann, whom vou alreadr know, should perform the ceremony here between these walls. It will be a new shock to conservatism, of course: for that kindly and intellectual old German, "Wouvermann, is a thorn in the side of the recognized Saltravian clergy bat here is the King now. He is coming to meet you." Clarimond was indeed advancing toward them along the central aisle. As Alonzo's eyes met his face its excessive pallor chal lenged notice. The King extended hit hand to Eric's friend, and its flesh felt so icilv cold to him that he almost recoiled with a crv. "Thank"-von for coming," ha said. "I wish to hold a little talk with you, if you will let me." Then he nodded "to Eric, and swiftly added: "Leave ns, please, and carry out my other request I am sure that you "will succeed. And pray do not forget tnat you may freely use my name.sanction and authority." With a bow Eric Thaxter mutely departed, while Alonzo and his master stood together, in the silence and mellow splendor of the charming chapel. It may have been a half hour later when he returned, ac companied by a lady. The chapel was then quite vacant again,and the lady gave a little joyful cry as she looked about her. "Oh, this is lovely! And you say that the King wishes to see me here?" Then it seemed to Kathleen as if the King's pres ence was somehow revolved from out the glimmering softness of the place: and while he drew near to her Eric disappeared. "You are very good to come," said Clari mond. "I saw how they flocked about you, there in the ballroom. "So doubt it "was annoying to desert your scene of conquest" 'Os, monsieur. I came at your bid ding." He smiled, and now she saw how verv pale and sorrowful his face was how it plainly betokened some severe trial, though of course she could not conjecture what "You arc to do something more at my bidding," he said: "that is, if you will." "If it lies in my power, monsieur " she began, and then paused, woudering and alarmed because his mien was so lull of that strange, repressed despair. "I hope it will lie within yonr desire as well," he answered. "If it does not, you need by no means rate it as an act ot obedi ence. At this the Jiing raised his hand, as if in signal to some one at the further end of the chapeL Kathleen noted the gesture, and presently receded, trembling. "He, monsieur! I I did not expect thi!" "Do not refuse to see him," said Clari mond, with great gentleness. "While Kathleen stood, half defianl, half acquiescent, Alonzo came nearer, pausing at her side. "Kathleen," he said, "may I speak to you? The King, with untold goodness, has given me this happy chance, I fear you are verv angry at me. I think you have every right tobe." "I I am not angry," quavered Kathleen. In her consternation, her piteous confusion, she had never looked lovelier than now. "You, monsieur," she said, with a sudden tearful herccnass, to the King, "have told him what I told you!" "Every word," smiled Clarimond. And then, as Alonzo caught her hand and stooped over it, raining upon it kies, the' King moved away, leaving them side by bide. In a small sacristy, a few yards beyond the chancel, he soon came face to face with Eric Thaxter. ".Monsien," exclaimed Eric, with a sort of reverent whisper, "youare doing the noblest act of your life!" "That is easily said," was the reply, "since my life has not yet been a long one, and few ol its opportunities for good deeds have been at all amply exploited." "Ah, do not say that! Thousands of your poor would certainly showgratitude enough to deny it! But you are suffering terribly. The strain that jou undergo is reflected in your face." Clarimond sank into a chair. "Yes," he said, in a muffled kind of voice, "I am suf fering a great deal. The pull, the wrench, is harder than I fancied." As he fixed his eyes upon Eric's face they seemed to ray forth spiritual grandeur. 'Oly friend, I had no other course than this. There are things that a man ninst do just because he is a man. But if he be a King as well then the obligation grows double. We have often spoken, together on this question of the rights of Kings. You know how I despise them how tbev strike me as but a mildewed survival of ancient error. Yet there has always seemed to me something grand, nevertheless, in the idea of a King who could govern himself perfectly while "governing his people as well. Then. he" ceases to represent mere loyalty, and be coming yested with a tender yet rugged paternity. In those Tare historic cases where some such human union has existed, crowned and throned, I should say that the possible sacredness and dignity of kings nave found their sole true medium of ex pression. -You have seen Dr. "Wouver mahn?'' "Yes, .monsieur. Luckily I met. him Just as he was leaving the ball room, which he smilingly told me was no fit place for a clenrvman.' "We may. count on him, then?" "Oh, yes, monsieur." "The signal from Lispenard is to'le afew tinkles of that silver bell on the altar." "You mean, if she consents?" ""If "she consents ves. If not, he will simply come to me and tell me of his fail ure, after having conducted her back to the balk I hope," Clarimond musingly con tinued, "that she will consent to let Dr. "Wouvermann marry them to-night They have" both been through so much heart breaking tribulation! And if, as you sug gest. Madame Kennaird. has certain more ambitious views for her child, that lady will doubtless oppose their marriage in the future with a new zeal bom of chagrin. She appears already to have brewed for both of tnem a prodigious amount ot misery, a rom all that I can learn, her interference has risen between them like a column of thick fume, through which they have viewed dis tortedly oneanother's acts. Her influence has been that of malignancy, and I shall regret if she remains in Saltravia, provided ncr daughter (as the wite ot Lispenard) shall so choose. But what am I saying, dear Eric? Lispenard may choose to resign his office who can tell?" "I am certain he will not resign it, mon sieur!" cried Eric "I am certain, too, that he feels, this hour, as I feel. I am certain he realized, as I do, that you are the soul and center of all that is self-abnegating, grandly generous!" "Thanks, Eric; those 'words are surely rich in encouragement, You know I do not care for eulogy; but when one strives to ward an ideal of conduct as Istrive now, the cheer of a loved friend is like a warm hand clasp in darkness I Just then a little silvery sound reached their ears. Clarimond sprang to his feet Eric saw his lips twitch and his hands for a brief instant clench themselves at his sides. "The signal," he said. She has consented. Go for Dr. "Wouvermann. You will be wit ness, you know, Eric, and I " he smiled, but to his observer the smile teemed with a terrible melancholy "I shall give the bride awav." In the ballroom they had begun to miss the King. When at lsst he appeared it was m company with Kathleen, Enc and Alonzo. The floor was full of dancers; conversation, stimulated by rare and copious wines, reigned in merry babbles that almost threat ened to drown the music. Clarimond went to his mother, who sat talking with several gentleman. Bianca d'Este. also seated, was at her side. The gentlemen slightly withdrew as he ap proached, making a lane for him while he mounted to the low estrade where these ladies were placed. "Youare not looking well!" murmured the Princess to him. "Others have spoken of it; I do so hope, however, that your looks mean nothing serious. Bianca, here, has been quite anxious. Is it not true, my darling?" And the Princess, taking the Italian girl's hand, drew her forward a lit tle, the marvelous corsage of precious stones giving forth jets of multi-colored light as she moved. "'Yes, yes," fell from Bianca. We were both greatly worried !" Clarimond sent a kindly glanee straight into her blue, solicitous eyes. As he did so, it flashed through his mind: '1 will never love any other woman as long as I live. But this maiden might make me the worthiest of queens, the truest of wives. One day I may ask her hand provided my mother preserves her present change from arrogance to kindliness. But not now ! Sow it would be a horror !" Mrs. Kennaird, during supper, had re ceived with furtive tingles ot delight the attentions ot an Austrian archduke and a Russian ambassador. She had not noticed Kathleen's absence. The Archduke, who was past 60, but still handsome and of the suavest manners, had whispered in her ear that King Clarimond, who did whatever he chose, might perhaps do himself the honor to request the hand ot her divine daughter. The elderly Russian Ambassador, over hearing this remark as he presented her with an iee and a glass of champagne, de clared that his royal master would never have gone to Denmark for a bride if he had had the delight of seeing ".Mademoiselle, vetre fille." "Ah, Prince," cried Mrs. Kennaird, in her most genial trebles and with her very acceptable, if imperfect, French, "there has never yet been an American queen, and I imagine there never will be I My poor, innocent child has never dreamed of such 3n honor, and really if it were offered her, she would hardly know how to wear it" The Austrian and Bussian exchanged glances. They were both men of very high rank, and it is probable that they abhorred the tenets of Clarimond while respecting and perhaps loving his character. That ho should marry an American girl, though her beauty were brighter than the Spartan Helen's and her breeding beyond a Kecam ier's, no doubt struck them both as the essence of the ridiculous. But while they m3y (or may not) have thus quickly and tacitly told one another their mutual con tempt and disapprobation, Kathleen sud denly appeared, with Alonzo in her wake. Kathleen, the wife, felt far bolder than if she were Kathleen, the unwedded. Or perhaps, because she was herself so intoxi cated by joy, it, seemed to her as if a few words, delivered aside to her mother, might soften the sense of calamity thev.im- parted. This, however, was not true. Mrs. Ken naird heard her low-voiced tidings and shivered, as though an arctic blast had in vaded the ballroom. Meanwhile the ball went on, eddying, whirling, billowing, in that ecstacy of dance beloved by tho young of opposite sexes. The sweet, mild moans of the violins were rancous screeches in the ears of Mrs. Ken naird, but in other feminine ears they were tender melodies of promise, of elation, of delicious inebriety. Bianca d'Este heard them and hoped. The Princess of Brindisi heard them and half hoped, half doubted. Eric Thaxter heard them and sighed, because of that mystic and grievous Parisian past, concerning which he had perchance by this time epoken still more disclosingly to his dearest friend. Clarimond, King of Saltravia, heard them .and thrilled with the pain of sacrifice, though gladdened by that sense of self-conquest which is the sweet wages of honor, as a sense of self-debasement is the bitter wages of sin. Alonzo and Kathleen heard them, and the voluminous cadences they breathed built for both heavenly castles of ex pectancy. And so the music played on musio whiuh so throbs, when art is its minister, with souvenirs and prophecies, memories and anticipations! Angry, austere, choked with a passion ate feeling of defeat and insult, Mrs. Ken naird stood beside her daughter, a half hour or so later, that night, when Alonzo laid his hand in the hand nf TTntfiloon Thc two ladies ware waiting for their carri age. clo3Kea ana ready, and at the portals of the palace. "Good by, good bv," Alonzo said. "Till to-morrow!"' "Till to-morrow!" Kathleen repeated. "Till to-mOrrow, my wife!" " "Till to-morrow husband!" Mrs. Kennaird had overheard the two last murmurs of farewell. With her face pale and full of nervous tremors, she moved toward Alonzo. "I'll never forgive you," she gasped. "Never! You've kept her from a crown a throne!" Alonzo, Btnng, was about to reply but Kathleen caught her mother hv the wrist, and with the same ardor of self- assertion which had more than once re pelled the spirit of even this woman's unsurpassable worldliness and ambition she affirmed in eager whisper: ' ."He givesme, mamma, all the crown I want his love! He gives me all the throne I want his name and nis protection!" tkb nix 'NEAREST THE POLE. A Graphic Fen Picture of the South ernmost City of the World. OKIQnULLT A CONVICT COLOHT. It Eaba or Snows Every Bay u& Slush Is Always Ankle Deep. the THE LAST GLIMPSE Of TE1 ANDES rcoaaisroifiiErcjt or thi dispatch. Pdhta Arenas, Patagonia, Nov. L When we rounded Cape Froward which, as every school boy knows, is the southern most point of the "Western Hemisphere, Cape Horn being on a tiny island 200 miles further south the usual snowstorm pre vailed, for we are months too early in these waters for a pleasure trip, which should only be made during their brief summer time, in December, January or February. On the right gleamed a stupendous bine green glacier, shining like glass between snowy meuntains; on the left, a line of wonderful craggy peaks, snow crested all, looked like stucco work against the wintry sky, or a series of gigantic images done in plaster. Jnst ahead, a dark mass of rock loomed up from the water's edge to a height of 1,200 feet, joined to the range by a low strip of land, and that black mass is Cape Froward, the tip end of the southern conti nent, a place familiar enough in school-day annals, but which few of us expect to behold with onr mortal eyes. iMst Glimpse of the Andes. Directly south of It, Mount Sarmiento the most striving island mountain of the whole archipelago rears its almost perfect pyramid 7,000 feet into the blue. A little farther eastward is Mount Darwin, a peak as lofty if not so famous; and south of both runs Darwin Sonnd, on whose southern shore, in an English mission station, a few devoted men and women are striving (but without pronounced success) to Christianize the benighted Tierra del Fuegoans. ,At dinner that day the Captain happened to remark that this was our very last evening within sight of the Andes, for the ship's course would change during the night so that those mountains would no longer be visible. "We felt as if he had said that some old-time friends were about to bid us a final adieu; and though snow was falling and a bitter wind coating everything with ice, I stole out alone from the well-warmed cabin, where others were waltzing to the music of zither and guitar, for a last half hour with those glorious heights which for two years have been ever present companions a per petual delight and inspiration, and an un failing solace when dangers or home-sick ness assailed. Beautiful land of the Sky. From sailing due southward we had turned to the northeast so that the sun ap- E eared to have sunk in our wake, while a alo of crimson and gold jet lingered on the distant Andes transfigured mountains now, no longer barren and icy, but clothed in rosy tints like a true "land of the sky." But not for long. In less time than it takes to tell it the brilliant colors faded and they became mere ghosts of mountains, shadowy ana paie, wrapped in misty shrouds, in the deepening twilight thev seemed to be keeping tryst with one wno loved them well, standing on tip-toe and peering one over the shoulders of another, to return my mute farewell till darkness hid them from view. The following morning we found ourselves at anchor off jthe coast of the nineteenth province of Chile. ODDOsite Punta Arenas. the southernmost city on the face of the earth; the home of the penguin, the sea lion and theguanaco, where wind and storm and cold prevail during the greaterportion of the year. And here we disembark, armed and equipped with sundry letters of" intro duction to the Consul, the Governor and other persons in authority,' purposing to spend three or four weeks (until the next steamer of the line comes along and picks us up), in exploring what we can of Southern Patagonia and the Islands of Tierra del Fuego. Southernmost City of the 'World. The site of Punta Arenas which is Span ish for "Sandy Point" was certainly not chosen for its beauty. It occupies a long spit, extending out into the strait, backed by mossy fields and low hills covered with charred timber, and behind these rises a range of loftier hills, covered with perpet ual snow, though their altitude is barely 1,000 feet. Looking on a map you will see that the town is considerably "nearer to the South Pole than any other on the globe nearer even than the Cape of Good Hope or any inhabited island altogether too near for any sort of comfort, for when it is not snow ing in the strait it is always raining, high winds never cease their howling, and a rag ing surf in the shallow bay prevents boats from landing about five days out of every seven. The squalls are known to seamen by the Patagonian name of williwauas. Soon as the locality is approached sails are closc Iv reefed and all light gear made secure, for the "williwauas" usually come on without the slightest warning and for the moment blow with the fury of a hurricane. How did it happen that a town ever grew in so distant and desolate a spot? Nearly half a century ago (in 1843,-I think) the Chilean Government, looking around for the most forsaken and cheerless place where human beings could possibly exist to which they might banish certain political offend ers, chose this remote corner of Patagonia. Oriclnallr a Penal Colony. From it there seemed no way of escape bnt in speedy death, and immediately after ward the penal colony of Port Famino which had long occupied the site of San Felipe, " the old Spanish town which Sar miento founded was removed to this point. When the prisoners, most of whom were men of intelligence and education, were driven from their northern homes, 1,000 miles awayt they left behind all traces of civilization as well as all hones of return. Here they had no neighbors but the wild and war-like tribes of Patagonia and the savages of Tierra del Fuego, while on the west and south the dreary wastes of the Pacific stretched away half the width of the world, on the north a great untrodden wilderdess, and on the east an impassable wall of snow-clad mountains. The history of their early hardships and struggles for existence will never be known. Nobody dreamed that they would survive generation after generation, much less that they could elbow their way through such a sea of discouragements and by and bv com pel the mother country to acknowledge her castaways as valued citizens. Naturally their first care was to construct homes of some sort, for many of them had been ac companied into exile by their Tenderly Beared Wlvos and Families. Except for the lack of tools, they had no great difficulty in building houses from the trees of the surrounding forest Shell fish are abundant hereabouts, and they found the finest celery and mushroons growing spontaneously. By experimenting they soon ascertained that certain vegetables notably potatoes, cabbage, cauliflower and lettuce can be profitably grown during the short summer time, if given very careful attention. Theii earliest care was also to establish friendlyrelations with the Patagonian In dians, with whom they commenced the pur chase of hides and furs to sell to passing vessels. In this way the desolate sand-spit began to be known as a trading post, and certain ship's anchored regularly in the little harbor the English andJTrench being par ticularly anxious to secure supplies of cel ery and mushrooms for which they paid good prices. From time to time other pris oners were added, and though the new ar rivals were not always agreeable compan--ions, there Is in numbers not onlv strength. Ijrat Increased opportunities. Gold m dis covered in paying quantities, and in due time the convicts organized themselves into a town, which they named Punta Arenas, under certain rules and regulations. Prosperity in Black Diamonds. Later on a large quantity of coal was fonud, and that discovery marked a new era in the life of the lonesome colony. They 'lost no time in communicating the import ant iacb io passing vessels meir oniy way of advertising. Some Peruvian warships were the first to purchase the commodity, and before long Punta Arenas became known to all European and American vessels in these waters as a convenient place to obtain supplies. As the condition of the colony grew better and better, the land east of the town, for a distance of several miles, was divided into farms for the raising of cattle, ' horses, poultry and such vegetables as will grow in this latitude. Wheat will not mature, but hard grasses were introduced from Germany, and the cattle of the section became noted as among the finest in the world, fat, round and sleek, with peculiarly soft, velvety hair. A church was bnilt, costing 3,000 hard earned dollars, followed by a school honse commodious enough to hold all the children. By this time Chile began to feel proud of her distant colony and to pay it so much unwelcome attention that theliberty of the exiles was more and more restricted. A rather handsome Government building was erected by order of the President, also a new cuartel, or jail, and the settlement was put under military control with 40 addi tional soldiers in uniform, ostensibly to do police dutv and be ready for attacks from long-friendly Indians. A Bevolt of Criminals. At length, in 1877, the injudicious sever ity of a Federal Governor of that day pro voked revolt among the convicts, whose numbers had been so many times aug mented by reinforcements of" all classes of criminals from every prison in Chile, that the respectable pioneers, to whom belonged all the credit of nrosneritv. were an uncon sidered minority. The desperate revolters overcame their keepers, set fire to the houses, and forced all the officials and peaceable inhabitants to fly to the forests. For a time pandemonium prevailed, until by some fortunate accident, a Chilean war vessal reached Sandy Point while disorder was at its height, when the insurgents were speedily overpowered and the ringleaders executed. It happened that the weather continued unusually mild for this climate, so that the houseless refugees, among whom were many women and young children, suf fered less than might have been expected while new hqmes were being constructed. After this no more convicts were sent to Punta Arenas. In 1868 it made liberal grants of land to immigrants, and sent out a new Governor with 300 settlers. Timber for building pnrposes was taken along, and plenty of supplies to last until the immi grants could clear and cultivate farms for themselves. The last of the Guards. During the war with Pern, when Chile found herself in need of all the soldiers she could muster, the military guard was with drawn from the old convict station, all the prisoners who would consent to fight the Peruvians got an honorable discharge and tickct-of-leave, and marched gaily away with their late keepers to cut the throats of their neighbors. In lbCS the 'population of Punta Arenas was hardly 200, in 1888 it was 2,000 and now it is little more than half the latter num ber. And it is no disgrace, though some what inconvenient, to be a Punta A rs man There is a news stand in Punta Arenas where yen can purchase New York and London'papers, often three or four months old but still fresh to the long voyager, and shops in which Paris confectionary and other luxuries of life can be had at Pata gonian prices. How does the place look? "Well, there Is a sandy beech in front of a high ridge of hills, with some rising ground intervening. Three or four hundred houses are set in the mud and slush along this beach and on the rising ground behind it, mostly one-stoned, built of wood, without regularity, yet dis posed in lines so as to form streets and a miserable attempt at a 'plaza. Human Flotsam and Jetsam. There is a fort, a church, a custom house and one or two other publio buildings not omitting the postofiice, at which every traveler in this region drops letters to far away friends, simply because they will bear the nearest possible postmarks to the South Pole. There is a long, rickety wharf in the foreground, over which you must pick your way with care to avoid a sudden plunge into the icy water beneath. Mud or slush is always ankle deep, and you might search the world over to find a more dreary, deso late and altogether uninviting place. Among its thousands or more inhabitants it is said that an interpretor for every mod ern language of the world may be found. Certainly a more polyglot country was never gotten together. Though the place belongs to Chile, English is the language most generally spoken, and there are hu man flotsam and jetsam representing all sorts and conditions of men deserters from all navies, convicts, fugitives from justice and shipw recked mariners many of whom would not be willing to tell you where they came from, what their true names were in some other part of the world, and most of whom would not remain another minute if they could help it. There are a few good women in the settlement, but as for most of the females here poor things, drinking, fisrhting, swearing creatures ot every nation ality the least said abont them th'e better. For all practical purposes the nearest civ ilized neighbors to the lonesome Punta Arenians are the English cjlonists, on the Falkland Islands, but with an interval be tween of 600 miles of the stormiest ocean on the globe, mutual intercourse is neither frequent nor easy. Faxkie B. "Ward. A COMPLETE LIGHTING PLANt Tortnne Awaits the Genius Who Will txa nlih Independent Outfits. A correspondent of a leading electrical journal calls the attention of electrical manufacturers to the fact that no adequate provision has been made for certain classes of people who would be only too glad to avail themselves of electrio lighting if they could obtain the necessary current. What is wanted is a complete plant for say from 15 to 50 incandescent lamps. It should in clude the gas engine, the dynamo and the necessary shafting and belts, all ready to set up and run. It is suggested that if some company wilHake this matter in hand, con duct the needful experiments, give the publio the facts, keeping well within bounds as to the actual facts and cost, then make a specialty of manufacturing and set ting up such plants, the commercial outlook for such an undertaking would'be one of great promise. A. Praying Wheel of Mongolia. On the streets of Ourga, Mongolia, says the Illustrated JVocs of the World, the praying wheel is not an juncommon sight. The il- lustration is from a photograph of one in the operation of giving relief to an applicant )!L -fir AHEAD OF HER TIME. Bessie Bramble's Estimate of the Much-Abused Frances Wright. MEETS HER IDEAL OF A W0HAIT. Her Skepticism a Jfatural Result of Liter ary Surroundings. AS A HOTUREB AND AS 1 WIPE iwmrim tob thi Disrxrcn. "Carlyle says somewhere thatadeep, great, genuine sincerity is the first characteristic of a hero. Judged by this test, Frances Wright, who came under condemnation some 60 years ago as a free thinker, was a hero. She was a "knight errant to the lost" in her devotion to the cause of human ity and truth. Her aspiration in life was to be "an awakener of sleeping minds, a cham pion of the universal love of mankind," a worker in behalf of the poor and helpless. In view of the miseries of the world about her, and as shown in history, she formed the idea that some great fanlt or vice must be the cause, and at the age when most girls are contemplating a debut into society, and a round of pleasures ending in love, marriage and happiness, she determined to do her best to redress the wrongs which made the world unhappy. No man' or woman has more zealously engaged in the work of converting the heathen, or evan gelizing the masses, than did "Fanny Wright" enter Into what she deemed the cause of truth and the advancement of freedom. The Beginning; of Parties. When he was born the battles of the American Revolution had been fought, and freedom had been established under the bulwark of the Constitution of the United States. Cincinnati, where she spent some .of her later years, was a little stockade fort, defended by the troops of "Mad Anthony" Wayne. Thomas Jefferson had fust returned from France and was red hot with republicanism. He had no love for Adams, the Vice President, and became imbued with the idea that Adams and Hamilton were aristocrats, who de sired the establishment of a monarchy, and that Washington might be led to coun tenance their views as to government. With such suspicions in his mind, he recorded their every word that seemed to give basis to this thought. The antagon ism of these great statesmen resulted in the formation of the two great political parties which kept up incessant warfare upon each other. No pure patriot was ever more scandalously abused and calumniated than was Washington, and it is not wonderful that he longed for retirement and refused a nomination for another term. It was during this test of republican prin ciples in this country, and while the revolu tionists of France were struggling with the evils that followed the horrors of the great tragedv that laid waste their hopes and and ruined their cause, that Frances Wright was born in Dundee, Scotland, in 1795. Her father was a scholarly man, and a member of several scientific associations. The British Museum has been enriched by his donations of antique coins and medals, and by the result of his researches in the domains of science and literature. On her mother's side she was connected with Baron Kokeby, primate of Ireland, the famous Mrs. Mon tague, General "William Campbell and others of note. Sho Inherited Her Patriotism. Her father took a deep interest in the stirring events of the French Revolution. His sympathies and hopes were on the side of liberty. He circulated Paine's "Age of Reason and "Eights of Man," and sub jected himself to the suspicions of the En glish Government by his outspoken repub lican sentiments. It may therefore be in ferred that "Fannie Wright was endowed with her turn for innovation, and her bias toward free thought by virtue of inher itance. When she was not yet 3 years old, she and her brother and sister were de prived of the loving care and tender guar dianship of their parents by death. The son was taken in charge by his uncle, Prof. Mylne, of Glasgow University, and the lit tle girls fell to the care of a maternal aunt. But "in all this cold and hollow world, there is no fount of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within a mother's heart." That Frances Weight had reason to mourn andmiss hermother seems evident, since she 6avs in the story of her youth that to the solitude of her life as an orphan, and to the absence of sympathy with the views and characters of the members of this aunt's family are due her devotion to books, her application to the study of art and science, and her deep and abiding interest in subjects with wnicn the women of the day rarely bothered their heads, and which were deemed dangerous for even men to discuss. Truth Wm Thonght Dangerous. "Can truth be dangerous?" was a ques tion she submitted to a shrewd and deep thinking man. "It is thought so," was his reply. On this occasion, as she relates, she first learned that "truth was still to be found, and that men were afraid of it" As she had access to extensive libra ries and sheltered "solid literature" she mastered much of science and of history. As her father was possessed of the demo cratic ideas that had led to the establish ment of American democracy.it is likely that the works of Rousseau, who is held to be the "Father of Democracy," and the writings of Voltaire, who stood at the head of the European literature of his day, had for her mind a fascination and gave impulse to her powers of reason. The works of Vo' taire made a stir in every department of human thought. He made philosophy and history, not interesting only to the scholar, but to the general public. The influence of his mind was all the more powerful because in the expression of his sentiments he kept close to the heart and understanding of the common people. Hume's History of England and his Political Discourses were at that time among the books that were stirring the minds of men as never before, and that they were detested and denounced by Whigs and Tories, by clergy and laity, patriots and politicians made them all the more likely to be read. That they raised their author from poverty to wealth is not a matterfor wonder in view of such valuable advertise ment. Gibbon's History of The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire had but lately been published, and with all that could be said against it by the critics, ana the English divines, who seemed to see in it an attack upon religion, it has received the stamp of the very highest rank of English classics-" This "great book, says a learned professor, "must always be considered as one of the most extraordinary monuments that have appeared of the literary powers of a single mind, and its fame can perish only with the civilization of the world." A Skeptic by Torce ol Circumstances. The works of such writers and others of lesser note marked an age when skepticism was growing. That Fanny Wright, by the reading and study of such works and by us ing her ability to think, had gained courage to step out of the beaten track laid out for women in her day becomes evident from her after life. When hardly more than 15, the sufferings of humanity had especially en listed her sympathy. The poor around her, their misfoftunei.oppressions and hardships enddred at the hands of wealthy and greedy landlords, turned her thoughts to America, the land of freedom and plenty the Utopia ot so many ardent dreams. With girlish enthusiasm she saw in this country the solution of Henry George's problem as to progress and poverty. She took up the study of the new repub lic with ardent zeal. She eloried in its heroes and exulted in its victories. Possessed of wealth and the worldly ad- vantages of birth and high position, she yet determined to leave her home and friends for the land where ' the Goddess of Liberty made every tyrant tremble. Here she remained for so'nie years, becoming ac Huainted with the laws and principles and institutions of the countrv where every citi zen was a sovereign in theory. Upon her return to England she published her first book, entitled "Views of Society and Man ners in America." This was a forerunner of the book that made her friend, Miss Trollope. famous several years afterward. Then followed a visit to France where, by virtue of her wealth, family and literary reputation she was cordially received Tit- li k ncitv. Here she was distinguished by the friendship of La Favette, and received great attention from both eminent Republicans and Royalists. Her Slow Project in Tennesee. "While in America she had been greatly surprised and shocked by the fact of negro slavery existing in a land of boasted free dom. With the zeal that counts self sacrifice as little compared with the good end in view, she determined to devote her, means and energies to elevating the slaves, and to showing their capacity, when educated, for independence. With this end to be attained she bought 2,000 acres of land in Tennessee, and established a community of negroes, where for several years she devoted her time and talents to aiding and educating the slaves for freedom. Here she was visited by her friend Mrs. Trollope, who said afterward that to her "desolate was the only word and the only feeling that presented itself." But she added "I never heard or read of any en thusiasm approaching that of Miss Wright in this enterprise except in a few instances in ages past of religious fanaticisn." Owing to a breakdown in the health of Miss Wright, and other causes, this ex periment proved a failure, as did that of the New England philosophers at Brook Farm and .other practical tests of Fourier's social theories. When compelled to give up her hopes, she gave her slaves their freedom, sent them safely to Hayti, and furnished each of them with a small capital to begin life under the sun of freedom for themselves. A Woman on the Platform. Robert "Owen had established a community at New Harmony, in Indiana. "With a warm side for the success of this project, Fanny Wright accepted the invitation of Owen to take the position of editor of the New Harmony Gazette. While writing for this paper she became convinced that the God-in-the-Constitution people and the clerical party in politics were bent upon the re-union of church and state, and thns endanger the liberties of the people. To the end of arousing public opinion upon this matter, she courageously decided to do what no other woman had dared to venture to go upon the platform as a speaker. She delivered her first lecture in Cincin nati. Away back in 1828 for a woman to make her appearance upon the platform re quired the courage of a hero. Such a thing was shocking, dreadful, utterly incompati ble with what was deemed modest and proper for a woman. As might be supposed, she encountered bitter opposition. But her earnestness, her wonderful gift of eloquence, her amazing power of expression and her splendor of in tellect produced an extraordinary effect. She was opposed and abused by the clergy and the press, out, as J onn w.iorney re lates, "she maintained an undaunted front and persevered to the last." That she was gifted with great powers of mind was shown by the fact that her upholders included some of the best intellects of the country. In all of the large cities she lectured upon political subjects. She was strongly against slavery, and its supporters and de fenders branded her as an "infidel," and left no stone unturned that might be used to attack her. In Advance of Her Time. Frances Wright, or Fanny as she was familiarly called, who 60 years ago was slandered and persecuted for her radical views on slavery, the cruelty of creeds, and the rights of women by the pulpit, the press, and the narrow-minded of all condi tions is justified in the present. The re forms she then advocated have been ac cepted. "One of the deepest thinkers of all ages" Giordano Bruno, was burned at the stake for his heretical opinions in 1600. Now his memory has beeu vindicated by a statue erected in his honor within the very walls of Rome. "Who knows but that Fanny "Wright, whose most ardent desire was for the good of humanity, may be like wise honored as the pioneer of the Woman's Rights movement. Judging by her picture she was a beauti ful woman. As described by one who saw her, she was tall and finely developed. Her expression was rather serious, but her smiles and sweetness of manners made her charm ing. Her hair, naturally curly, she wore short, which was held to be one of her sins. The magnetism and eloquence of her speak ing are said to have been thrilling and pow erful beyond description. For ten vears she was before the public as a lecturer. Her advanced views upon slavery, and the right and duty of women to use their talents rather than to bnry them, endeared her to the Quakers. "When she appeared upon the platform in Philadelphia she was surrounded by a body guard of sweet Quaker women, who honored her for her bravery and took pride in her ability. When not lecturing her pen was never idle. Tracts, pamphlets, books, editorials, witty, spicy, to the point, were sowing the radical seeds that hare made this latter part of the.nineteenth cen tury rich with fruit. What Slight Have Been Expected. After her sister's death had left Fanny Wright alone in the world, she married a Frenchman named D'Arusmont. For a time it would seem as if they hud lived hap pily together, but, like most marriages with foreigners, it proved in the end disastrous. He demanded whole and sole possession of her property under the laws that then made a wife a part ot ner nusoana a goous ana chattels. He had nothing of his own and his soul panted to obtain her wealth to use as he saw fit. They separated, andhe took her daughter from her, as he was justified by the law in doing. The brilliant and gifted woman, whose last days were thus clouded in sorroiv, died in 1802, and was buried in the Spring Grove Cemetery at Cincinnati. The visitor to that beautiful city of the dead will find a very handsome monument to her memory erected by her daughter. A portrait of this hero in reform is carved upon this beautiful memorial, which also bears the inscription of her name, her birth and her death, with the following extract from her own words: I have wedded the canse of human Im provement; staked on it my fortune, my reputation and my lire. Human kind is but one family: the education of its youth should be equal and universal. Bessie Bramble. Prisoners at Ourga. This Illustration, which is taken from the Itivstralcd Xeict of lite World, shows two pris oners photographed at Ourga, Mongolia. The huge block of wood is as distinctive as the stripes are in America. There is not much attention paid to comfort in taking care of criminals m Mongolia. A NEW ZIHD OF H0ESX SACTETQ. The Animals Art Wooden and the Speed Depends on the Elders Skill. ZS HouTelles Inventions.! The Paris Garden has for some time past been offering a new source of amusement, in which the horses roll upon rails. One can thus have the treat of a true horse race that has nothing in common, as regards rapidity, with the races of Longchamps, but in which it is the most skillful that will triumph. One of the rails is formed of a flat iron, and tba corre sponding wheels have channels which fit The Hygienic Sonet. into it perfectly. The other rail, on tho contrary, is V-shaped, and the wheels that engage with it are simply rollers. As consequence of the rocking motion of the horse on the supports the carriage rolls to a certain extent upon rails, carrying alon the ratchet, which slides along the rack, placed between the rails. If the impetus has been sufficient to make the ratchet advance the distance comprised between two teeth, its extremity, engaging with another tooth, prevents the system from moving backward in the rocking motion in the opposite direction, but if this result foils the horse simply returns to the start ingpoint. It is thought that owing to this little artifice the sport will assume soma interest, and that people will soon be, if they are not already, betting heavily on these singular racers. TBICHIKJE AND RHEUMATISM; Hany-Feople Who Suffer From trio-Tonner Think They Have the Latter. Bt. Irfrals Globe-Democrat. A great many persons afflicted with trichina; suppose themselves the victims of rheumatism. It is a mistake to think that all trichinse-smitten patients die. A small percentage undoubtedly do, but the greater number get well after passing through an attack which closely resembles inflamma tory rheumatism and is often mistaken for it. Having passed the acute stage, they are no longer in danger, as the insects then lie dormant in the system, and many a man is full of trichina; without in the least suspect ing the fact. Watchsprlngs and Weather. The breaking of the drouth and the spell of damp, rainy weather brought in an im mense number of watches with broken main springs. It is singular that a spring con fined and protected as in a watch should be seriously affected by the weather, bnt in the trade it'is quite common to look for a run on mainsprings at certain times of the year, and during August the call for them U heavier than during two ordinary months, presumably because there are generally thunder storms and sudden changes during the month. DON'T DELAY TO Stop that cotighl Else the bronchial tubes will be enlarged and the delicata tissues of the lungs exposed to injury. No other medicine is so speedily opera tive in throat and lung troubles as Avert Cherry Pectoral. A few doses have been known to break np an .ob stinate and distressing: congb. Sufferers from asthma, bronchitis, croup, con sumption, sore throat, and whooping; cough find a sure relief in the use of this preparation. It flamed mem motes expecto dnces repose. soothes the m- brane, pro ration, and in Don't be with- out it in the house. Sallie E. Stone, Hart's store, Va., writes : " I have found. In my family, that Ayers Cherry Pecto ral was always a certain cure for colds and coughs." "Five years ago I had a constant cough, night sweats, was greatly re duced in flesh, and had been given np by my physicians. I began to take Ayer's Cherry Pectoral and was completely cured." AngaA.Lewi3,Ricard,N.Y. Ayers Cherry Pectoral Prepared by Dr. J. C.Ayer & Co., Lowell.lTass. Sold by all Druggists. Price Jl; ii bottles; i- It ' is better to take Scott's Emulsion of cod-liver oil when that decline in health begins the decline which precedes consumption rather than wait for the germ to begin to grow in our lungs. "Prevention is better than cure;" and surer. The say ing never was truer than here. What is it to prevent con sumption ? Let us send you a book cm careful living ; free, ScottS Bowhz. Chemists, im Sooth h At New York. Your druggist leeps Scott's Emulsion of cod-Urn-oS all druggists everywhere do. $. 39 ARE WE r-- Right or JVrongi A Shoe Dressing must restore the. bril liancy of a worn shoe, and at the same time preserve the softness of the leather. LADIES will the Dressing you are using do both ? Try it 2 , Pour a dessert spoonful of your Dressing into a saucer or butter plats, set it aside for a few days, and it will dry to a substance as hard and brittle as crushed glass. Can such a Dressing be good for leather? 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