w :WW3tPg T jp ''i" r11 '''"'"Siai'g'" r rwMmiMwmmMnmMmiMmmmr i i HTn tii inr m thfiiiTi rn i n i iiinrnTiffiTi iTr i i i iiini i rr TTrmmmmmmir i pit t to try to persuade Miriam to yield to ber wisnes. "My dear," lie said, "please do not dig tress yourself thus. Ton must know that both vour mother and myself are only act ing for your good. And there are reasons grave reasons, as you know, whv your mar riage should not be deferred. Your mother has already invited your sister and her hus ' -band, and "after the unfortunate event that occurred there "Ohldonot kpeakof it! do not speak of it!" cried Miriam excitedly, covering her face with her hands. "Is it not enough air, ays to think of it, always to see it, with out it being spoken of now?" Colonel Clyde was both unmistakably shocked and startled by his daughter's words. He thought, too, that he no w under stood the reason of Manam's unwillingness to marry at the time her mother bad settled, and he thonzht also it would be wise to leave the poor girl alone. , "Well, do not excite yourself, or yon "will be ill," lie said; "X will talk to your mother about it again; and for the present we had best say nothing more;" and with these words be left the room and "went down stairs, and rejoined his wife with a very grave face. Mrs. Clyde looked eagerly at him as he entered the library. "Have you seen her?" she asked. "Yes. and Miriam (Mrs. Clyde was also Miriam), I don't like the child's looks. She was crying bitterly when I went into her room, and gotexceedingly excited when X alluded to that unhappy affair about voung Conray. X am afraid she must hare been more attached to him than we sup posed, for she said she was always thinking of it" "And vet she never spoke of it to me in her life." "Ifearsho has thought of it, though. I do not think I should urge her any more about an immediate marriage. X think her mind is over-wrought at present, and that she ought to be kept quiet "It is annoying and disappointing." "No doubt it is. Well, we can see how eIic is in a day or two, and then perhaps she may be more reasonable. " Mrs. "Clyde felt extremely annoyed and disconcerted. And yet more so at dipner time when Miriam sentdown a message that she had a headache, and could not appear. Ford brought down the message, and added: "Miss Miriam looks very ill, ma'am, and asked me just to take her up a cup of .tea, as she said she could not eat anything. " And Miriam felt really ilL The strain and anxiety of the last few days had been too much for her, and though her pother was too ansrv with her to go up to inquire how she felt, yet when she did not appear on the 1 ollowiug morning at breakfast she thought it her duty to do so, and was shocked when she saw her daughter's face. It was white and drawn, but on both cheeks, especially on one was an ominous scarlet flush, and her eyes also were heavy and blue-rimmed. "Miriam, are you not well?" askedMra. Clvde, anxionslv. " '"So, mother," said Miriam, who was still in bed. "X have such a headache: at least,, my head .feels so heavy, and I feel so' strange." Mrs. Clyde stretched out her cool white hand and took Miriam's hot and burning one. "My dear, you are feverish," she said, now laying her hand on Miriam's aching, throbbme brow. "You must lie in bed, and I will send for the doctor." "It will pass off, I daresay, mother; only I feel so tired." "It is best to be on the safe side; I think' you have taken a feverish cold." . "Yes, mother." "I will send ford up with some tea, and tell her to put your room straight. Now let me shake vour pillow for you. There, is that better?" "Yes, thank you, mother." XTpon this Mrs. Clyde went downstairs and told her husband she was afraid Miriam as really ilL "She looks feverish, and we must have a doctor at once. What a pity Dr. Wells is an ay on leave, as there is only Dr. Iteed, and I scarcely like having an unmarried man lor a girl, but it cannot be helped." "Heed's a very nice fellow, and a clever fellow too; I'll send Banks for him at once; I feel rather uneasy about Miriam," an swered Colonel Clyde, rising from the breakfast table and ringing the bell. Thus Dr. Eeed was sent for, and arrived' in about a quarter of an hour at the Com mandant's house. Mrs. Clyde received him in her usual gracious fashion. "Pardon us lor sending for you at such an early hour, and in such haste," she said, "but I am sorry to say my daughter is ill; I think she has got a levensh cold." "X am very sorry to hear that, but I hope it will be nothing serious," replied Dr. Eeed. So Mrs. Clyde took him upstairs to Miriam's room, and as he entered it Ford's quick blue eyes perceived that the invalid's lace flushed painfully and her hands trembled, and therefore Ford concluded that her former suspicions were correct, and that Miriam had a secret iancv for Dr. Eeed. And the doctor himself regarded Miriam curiously as well as medically. It was not a cold, he said, but she was feverish, and he made as light of the attack as possible while he was in Miriam's room, but after he went downstairs again with Mrs. Clyde he spoke of it more seriously. "It is nervous fever, or something like it," he said. Has Miss Clyde had anything to agitate her lately?" Colonel Clyde looked at his wife anxious ly as the doctor said this, but Mrs. Clyde answered glibly enough: "Oh, no; she has never been quite well though, I think, since that affair on the sands when the soldier was shot." The strain on her nerves was too great, I sup pose. By the by, how is that poor man?" "Going on very well," answered the doe tor quietly, thinking all the time that he quite understood the reason for Miss Clyde's nervous breakdown. He, however, of course, gave no hint of this, but ordered that she was to be kept perfectly quiet, and tiiid he would see her again in the evening. '"There is no danger, I hope?" asked Colonel Clyde, nervously pulling at his gray mustache. "Oh, no; but these things sometimes run on, and therefore nothing must be said before Miss Clyde to agitate her in any way." Sirs. Clyde at this moment in spite of her ordinary calmness felt decidedly uncom fortable, and Colonel Clyde decidedly un easy. But neither parent spoke, and even after the doctor was gone very little was said. "iTott had best write to Joan, and tell her Miriam is ill, X think," said the Colonel at length. 'Yes, I think that will be best," replied Mrs. Clyde; and in the meantime Dr. Eeed Mas meditatively wending his way to the hospital, and presently was standing by the bedside of the wounded soldier Dare, Dare had improved rapidly, but was still weak, and the doctor after making his usual medical inquiries, said with affected carelessness: "I have just been called in to see 'Miss Clyde." In a moment Dare's dark handsome face grew a dusky red. "She's got a sort of nervous fever," con tinued the doctor. "I hope she is not very ill?" said Dare, huskih. Xot dangerously I trust." t "And did she but no" "Ask after you?" said the doctor, with i smile, who guessed the man's thoughts. 'Ofo.she had no opportunity,! or her mother was in the room." Dare moved uneasily, and his lips quiered beneath his dark mustache. ,. "She is engaged to be married you know," continued Dr. Eeed, who was curi ous to see what effect his communication vvonld have on Dare, who visibly started, and his hand lying outside ot the coverlet clenched nervously. "Yes," went on the doctor, "she is en gaged to a cavalry man, Sir James MacKen non; it's a good match they say lor her." Still Dare did not speak"! He had grown white to the ery lips, and the doctor noticed that a cold dew broke out on his brow, and the next minute with a kind of easpiusr sirh the soldier fainted. Dr. Eeed, who was kind-hearted, if curi ous, now felt really concerned. He hastily tried to revive Dare, and applied -bis steth oscope to sound the action, of the man's heart. Presently, however, Dare regained consciousness, but a look ot desperate pain came into his eyes, and a great restlessness seemed to possess him. "How long shall I have to lie here, doc tor?" he asked presently. "It doesn't look like your being able to leave your bed soon, my man. when you turn faint like that," answered the doctor. "X should be better up," said Dare, rest lessly; "I cannot lie thinking here." He spoke as though his thoughts were an intolerable "burden, and Dr. Eeed lelt sorry for him. "I will get you some books to amuse yourselt with," he said kindly, "and that will help to make the time seem shorter. Are you fond of reading?" "I'once was," answered Dare, gloomily. "X suppose that was before you were a soldier?" asked Dr. Eeed. Dare hesitated. . "Yes," he said, after a moment's thought. "Well, I'll get you some books; I dare say Miss Clyde will lend me some tor you." Dr. Eeed hazarded this remark, because his curiosity about the connection between Miss Clyde'and the man was very great; but Dare instantly rejected the suggestion. "No, sir, I beg you will not ask her," he said quickly. "But whv? She saved yonrlife, or some thing verv like it. " "Would to God she had left me to die," muttered Dare darkly. "Come, you must not be so desponding as all that. Of one thing X am sure. Miss Clyde has a great interest in yon, and X fancy you knew her when you were In a very different position to your present one." Dare did not speak; lie moved uneasily and a deep-drawn sigh escaped his lips. "And it may be all nonsense abont her marriage," said the doctor smiling. fMliJllAll4 ft i piBiilifB HOW IS THE SOLDIER A look of eager interest passed over Dare's face. "And she is ill?" he said. "Yes, a sort of nervous break-down. I fancy she's been terribly upset bv some thing." Again Dare sighed. "Doctor " he bgan, and then he paused, "will you tell me it is a great lavor I am goinc to ask but will you tell me how she is, day by day?" "Yes," answered Dr. Eeed slowly. "That man has been her lover." he was thinking: "is in love with her still. Poor fellow, no doubt he was her eqnal once.'" "I will send you some books of my own," he said, and then he turned away wonder ingwhat romance lay hidden beneath the soldier's rough red coat. CHAPTEE VHX MIRIAM'S LETTER Sir James MacKennon was great I v con cerned when he heard of Miriam's illness, though Mrs. Clyde made as light of it as possible. "She has a bad feverish cold, and has to remain in bed for a few days," she told him, when he called expecting to see Miriam during the afternoon of the same day that Dr. Eeed was called in to attend upon her. "I am very sorry, extremely sorry," said Sir James.uneasily. "I hope. Mrs. Clvde that nothing has worried her?" "You mean was I very angry with her for wishing to defer her marriage lor a month?" answered Mrs. Clyde, smiling. "Well, X was angry with her, and with you too, Sir James, lor giving way to her girlish folly. But Colonel Clyde was quite delighted X believe at the c'nance of having his daugh ter a month longer with him, and by no means took my advice on the subject;" and again Mrs. Clyde smiled. Mrs. Clyde said this because she believed now that Miriam was not well enough, at present, to be lectured anymore oh the sub ject 01 ucr marriage. Xiet the child anything more to get well before yon say her," Colonel Clyde had IA tit a (nn(A'i vrfoit said to his wife alter the doctor s visit. "You see Eeed says shemustnotbe excited, and she certainly was very much excited when I saw her." Thus Mrs. Clyde was forced to yield, and like a wise woman she made the best of it. But Sir James felt still uneasy as to the real cause of Miriam's illness. He asked many questions, and when he returned to Helstone, he dispatched the best flowers he could find to her, and wrote for some to be sent from town. He also sent fruit and game, aud when his offerings arrived at the Commandant's house on the following day, Mrs. Clyde took them up (the flowers and fruit) to her daughter's room with a smile. "See what it is to be engaged to a rich and .generous man," she said, pleasantly. "Are not the flowers lovely? And the fruit is splendid!" "It is ery kind of him," answered Miriam, gently, and she suppressed a sigh. "He is a nice fellow, and as I have often told you, you are a lucky girl. Well, I think you look a little better to-day, my dear, and so X hope in a few (lays you will be able to thank Sir James himself for all his kindness." But Dr. Eeed still considered Miriam feverish, and impressed upon her mother that she was to be kept very quiet. "And it chanced while the doctor was in Miriam's room that Mrs. Clvde was called downstairs on some household business which could not be delayed. "Will you excuse me? I will return in a moment "or two," she said to the doctor. "Miriam, ray dear, I will send Ford up to you with your beef, tea;'.' lor Mrs. Clyde considered Dr. Eeed too young a man to be left alone with her daughter. But for a moment or two they were alone, ann then with a sudden blush and in a tremulous voice Miriam inquired after the wounded soldier. j "How is the the soldier who was shot, Dr. Eeed?" she said. "He is getting on very well, though he bad a sort oi fainting &i yesterday," an swered Dr. Bled, interested. "A fainting fit?" echoed Miriam, and her color paled. " "Oh, nothing very serious. I told him you were ill, which seemed to distress him very much," " "Poor fellow," murmured Miriam In a low tone. "Doctor," -she said the next moment in a more earnest voice, "when will he be well enough to go out; to to leave the hospital?" "It will be a week or more yet, ' I am afraid." v "A week or more," repeated Miriam, thoughtfully.. "Yes, I think so; but I dare say Be may get out in the open air before that." At this moment Ford appeared with the beef tea, but being a discreet maiden and fcinf that liA. VAtm. mittnti anil Tlr Eeed were apparently in earnest conversa tion, she merely put the beef tea on a small l THE : 7 table "standing by Miriam's bed, and then said, with one of her beguiling smiles, and with a glance of her blue eyes at the doctor: "Perhaps Dr. Eeed would kindly ring the bell, 'Miss Miriam, when you want me?" . "Very "well," answered Miriam, whose mind was too much occupied with other to notice Ford's little by-play, and Ford accordingly vanished. "I feelsorry, you know, Miss Clyde, for Dare," continued Dr. Eeed, as Ford disap peared; "he's been born a gentleman, I am certain, every attitude tells you that, and the poor fellow seems so restless and unhappy." I Miriam did not speak. She was afraid to speak, but her bosom heaved, and her hands trembled with emotion. "X have lent him some books, and he seems very grateful for my kindness," went on the doctor. " Has has he every thing?"Lasked Miriam, with downcast eyes and faltering lips. "X mean everything he requires?" "In a rough way, yes; bnt, of. course" "Doctor," interrupted Miriam, as Dr. Eeed paused; "I I trusted you when I sent the few words I wrote to him," and I am going to trust you again. Will you get him everything he wants, and I will pay for it? I I knew him long ago knew about him, and and though no one must know that X ever saw him before, please re member no one, -doctor; still I cannot forget." Miriam was greatly agitated as she said this, and thj young doctor took her trem bling hand in kindly fashion. "You must not agitate yourself," he raid; "and you may entirely trust me. I knew, of course, that you must have known him before, when he asked me to carry that little note to you after the accident. And as for anything he requires he shall have it, though of course it is all nonsense about WHO WAS SHOT? vour paying for it. I've only got to. order It." "Oh! but I should like to do something," said poor Miriam eagerly. 'Ufa dreadful to me to think of him lying there when I know " And she covered her face with her hand. "You know his history, of course?" "Yes; but no'one must suspect this, Dr. Eeed. For his sake for mine, no one must know." "Well, no one shall know from me." "Thank you. X do not know how to thank yon enough. And there is- another thing I want to ask: If it were necessary that X should write a few lines to him, how should I address him?" "You mean hi name? I presume Dare is an assumed one?" "Yes." "Private Dare, and the name of his regi ment would reach him. But if you mean to write to him in the hospital you had better direct it to the hospital, or under cover to me." "You are very good I I shall want to write a few words to him but not just yet; a- till he is better." I will let you know how he goes on; and may I tell "him what you have said?" "Oh! I don't know," said Miriam, as if frightened; "I am so afraid that anyone might hear that anyone might suspect' Oh! Dr. Eeed, my position is so difficult I can not even tell you all can tell no one, and yet I trust you." "You hav.e told me enough to make me very sorry for you both. And if there is anything I can do to help you, please ask ma," "I am very grateful tell him that that" "I will change this mixture, I think," said the doctor, suddenly assuming his pro fessional tone and manner and taking up a medicine bottle standing on the table, for his quick ears had caught the sound of Mrs. Clyde's returning footsteps, and the next moment she opened the door and en tered the room. "I was just saying to Miss Clyde," he continued, "that I will change her medicine to-day, and shemusl promise to take the new mixture three'times a day." "I will see to that," said Mrs!. Clyde, with a smile. "But how is this, my dear? You have not taken your beef tea and it has got almost cold." "I like it best cold, mother, I think," said Miriam with embarrassment. "Ob, well, it can be heated again if it is too cold. Are these grapes not splendid, Dr. Eeed?" continued Mrs. Clyde, pointing to a basket of beautiful grapes which had been sent by Sir James MacKennon. "As I tell Miriam, she is a lucky girl to have such presents sent to her." "They are very fine grapes indeed," an swered Dr. Eeed. "Do have some, Doctor," said Miriam, with a quick and sudden blush, which her mother noticed. He took one or two, and saw by the wist ful look in Miriam's soft, dark "eyes that she was thinking of someone else of the fioor fellow lying in the hospital without uxuries of any kind. At least so he under stood the pathetic glance pathetic and trustful,, and the young doctor felt very much inclined at this moment to fall in love with her himself. But Mrs. Clyde took gqpd care that dur ing the next few days' Miriam had no more private interviews with Dr. Eeed. She was always by her daughter's side, and Miriam therefore heard nothing more of the wounded soldier. Then she was allowed to go downstairs once more, and Sir James came full of joy at her recovery and full of happiness at seeing her again. And Miriam, pale, fair and delicate, sat with her hand clasped in her lover's, list ening sadly to his words of tenderness and love. It was unjust to him, she told her self; unjust to his honest, noble heart to de ceive him as she was forced to do. "Oh! if I could only tell , him all," she sometimes would murmur to (herself after these interviews. "But I cannot, X dare not no one must ever know." And so time passed on; Miriam had been ill up stairs .more than a week, and then another week glided away, when she saw Sir James, but was still considered an invalid. Three more weeks indeed elapsed, and it only wanted one week to the time which Mrs. Clyde had originally , fixed on as Miriam's weddingday,and but five weeks to the time Miriam had finally consented to be married, and therefore Mrs. Clyde felt that it behoved her once more to bestir her self. She had written to her daughter, Mrs. Conray, to tell her the wedding had been deferred a month on account of Miriam's illness, and invited the General and Joan again to b e present at the ceremony. To this letter Mrs. Conray replied accepting her mother's Invitation and regretting greatly to hear that Miriam was 111. And the" wrote also to Miriam a guarded,though J BrnHBUEG DISPATCH. affectionate letter, and this letter Miriam received and read through with a -weary sigh. " ' "Poor Joan! poor Joan! she has cost me very d?nr," she was -thinking, as she held her sister's letter in ber hand. ' Mrs. Clyde asked to see the letter and thought it was a nice letter, though somewhat lachrymose. "That is the worst of Joan," she said to Miriam, smiling; "she always looks on the dark side of everything; from her letter 'anyone would think you had been danger ously ill and not suffering from a slight ailment." "Yes," said Mirfam, absently. , "I wonder what she will wear at the wedding?" continued Mrs. Clvde. "I think, Miriam, we ought not put off going to town longer than we can help riow; we must begin to prepare quite a month before the time." Miriam did not speak. ."It just wants five weeks to-day to your wedding day, and I'.ve written for various patterns from town I wrote yesterday, and 1 expect tbey will arrive to-morrow." But Miriam, to Mrs. Clyde's great annoy ance, did not look interested. She sat with eyes cast down and her hands clasped, and when her mother left her, with a certain uneasiness at heart she could not suppress, again Miriam sighed wearily. "Five weeks!" she reflected, thinking of her mother's words; "just five weeks then he must know. I must warm bim, cost what it may." She went upstairs to her bedroom after this, and having locked the door, she sat down to write a letter in haste and secrecy. "Hugh, dear Hugh," she penned with a trembling hand, "X must see you; are you well enough to see me now? I am going away from here soon, and I must see you before I go. If you are well enough, will you go out to-morrow night, on the ,west rampart' at the back of our bouse about 11 o'clock? I will use the old signal if X am able to come, and at 11 o'clock will place a lighted candle in my bedroom window, which is at the back of the house. If this light is extinguished, you will know it is impossi ble for me to see you that night; but come the next, if this is so. X will inclose this to Dr. Eeed; and if you ask him I am sure he will give yon leave to go out; and when you reply to this, address it to my maid, Ford. If vou are able and well enough to meet me, just write 'I will be there,' and I shall understand. If you are not well enough, write 'Not well enough;' but I must see you before I go. "JU. This letter she inclosed in one to Dr. Eeed, and addressed it to Private Dare, and wrote also the name of his. regiment And then, in a few guarded words, she asked Dr. Eeed to deliver it, and thanked him for all his kindness. She sealed the letter to . Dr. Eeed, and then was again compelled to intrust her letter to Ford. She therefore rang for her, and Ford soon appeared in her usual sprightly fashion. "Ford, I want you to post another letter for me," she said, nervously. 'To Dr. Eeed?" smiled Ford. "Yes," answered Miriam with a sudden blush, "and and Ford, when the an swer comes it will be addressed to you, aud will you bring it to me quietly and at "Of course. Miss Miriam," said Ford, de murely. Now intrigue was dear to the soul of Ford, bat still that wily damsel considered it was not quite prudent for Miss Miriam to be writing 10 the doctor when she (Ford) had just been discussing the future Lady MacKennon's wedding dress with Mrs, Clyde. It was "too committing," Ford thought, but still, it was Miss Miriam's af fair, not hers, and it would certainly give her (Ford) a certain influence and power over the future Lady MacKennon. "And I have to bring the answer to yon, Miss Miriam?" she said after a moment's consideration. "But how shall I know the letter?" "Do you get many?" asked Miriam "X do get letters sometimes." "Let me ree the addresses of those you get during the next few days, and ana X will know the handwriting on the one that is for me," said Miriam. "Yes, that will be best Oh, yes, I can quite manage that, and if you will give me the letter you want posted now. Miss Miriam, I'll just slip Out with It while you are 'at dinner, as X did the last time." , "Thank you very much," saitf Miriam, and the letter was at once transferred to Ford's handy pocket, but Miriam was so nervous and restless during the remainder ot the day that more than once Mrs. Clyde looked at her with some anxiety. Ford duly posted the letter, and. it was delivered to Dr. Eeed on the "following morning, who carried it with him to the hospital, and he then placed the inclosore for Dare in his hand. The soldier, who wasnp, slightly started and bit his lips as he recognized the handwriting. "Excuse me, sir," he said, as he opened the envelope, and the doctor turned away to allow him to read the letter in private. But when he glanced at him again he saw that Dare was greatly agitated. His face had paled and his hands trembled,, and he was nervously gnawing his under lip, be neath the heavy moustache that shaded it "Sir," he began, addressing the doctor, "would you give me leave to quit the hos pital to-day?" "To-dayV" repeated Dr. Eeed, 'in sur prise. "Yes, to-day; I wanto be out for a short time to-night, but late " N "What do you call late?" "From 11 to 12." The doctor stared at him almost incredu lously. "And do yon mean to say that the .young lady wishes this?" "I cannot tell you, sir; please do not ask me but, but the young lady says in this letter that if I am well enough she. is sure that von will give me leave to go out?" "A't 11 o'clock at night? You are well enough I dare say, bnt I wish some trouble may not come to the young ladv abont this." "God knows trouble enough has come to her alreadylv said Dare, impetuously. ''Oh! do give me leave, sir there are strong rea sons I am sure thai X should go." The doctor was silent for a moment or two, then he said slowly: "Well, I will give you leave, but you had better make soma excuse say some rela tion has come to the place you are going to see." "Very well, sir, and thank you very much this must all seem very strange to you, doctor, but I cannot explain it." "Of course you cannot You knew the young lady in different circumstances, and she is generous enough not to forget this; but you must be verv careful for her sake." "I will try to be, sir." The doctor then gaveDare leave to quit the hospital, and left, whistling softly to himself. "Poor Sir James "MacKennon!" he was thinking, as he had thought before; "poor Sir James!" N " He began to think also, could Miriam Clyde intend to elope with the soldier? That they had been and were lovers he was sure, but if she were going (out at 11 o'clock at night to meet bim, if she intended to marry Sir James MacKennon, it was in credible folly. Dr. Eeed finally came to the conclusion that she did not intend to marry Sir James but to run away with -Private Dare! "Mrs. Clyde vwill go mad absolutely mad," he reflected; "but I'll never 'believe that a modest girl, a proud girl, like Mi riam Clyde, would go.out at night to meet one man if she meant to marry another." Dare, in the meantime had written the few lines that Miriam had asked him to write if he were able to keep the tryst, and addressed them to Miss Ford, at the Com mandant's house. ' "I will be there)" he wrote, and nothing more. These, lines he posted, but they were not delivered at Colonel Clyde s house- until 5 o'clock in the day. In the meantime Miriam spent hoars, of restless anxiety, and Ford was on the tip-toe of ex pectation and excitement Every time the iront door bell rang' she rushed to see who it was, and she -filled the heart of Banks, the soldier house "servant, with delusive hopes, as he imagined, poor fellow, she was running after him. , At last she was' rewarded, and Banks placed Dare's letter jealously in ber hand. ITT D- fl II . VT Or . 1 iTo s ConUnumAext Smtday Copyright, 1692, by Dor BusielLJ lio x isvminuev iiea avnaay.x SUNBAY, " SUNB 19. ROSA AND' THE REDS. The Famona Bonheur Went v Into Ecstasies Over the Indians. SHE TOOK TWO 'TO BREAKFAST. Their Grunts Ethereal Music 'to Ber and Their Katures Sublime. EXTRAVAGANT It( HER C0UPLIME5T8 I rwBrmjr Ton thb bispatch.1 Naturally. I have, always been a. great admirer of Eosa Bonheur. Her name has been familiar to me from childhood. -.When I had the opportunity of meeting her some two years ago in. Paris -I ran over in my mind what I had read and heard of her to try to form some idea of her personality. Recalling the stories of her partiality for masculine apparel and her aversion to society, I came .to the conclusion -that I should not find her exactly an agreeable sort of woman. When I came to meet her I fonnd her so gentle and refined, so dignified, so natural and with such perfectly simple manners that she gave me instantly the idea of a great lady whose intellectual character was so predominant as to make one forget the m'ere conventionalities of dress. I met her in Paris, where she .wears practically the costume of her sex. It Is only in her studio and her chatean at Fontainebleau that she wears the dress of a man, because of its greater freedom. An Amiable Country Xady. Dnring the Exposition at Paris Mile. Bonheur came to the city to make some R T --vg-. In Her Studio Costume. studies of the American Indians there ex hibiting at Neuilly. Mile. Bonheur came to me for assistance in making these studies, and during the several weeks she devoted to them (I had seve'ral conversations with her. There was nothing in her manner to impress one with the idea that she was a re markable woman. ' She had ihe air of an amiable country lady who had come to Paris to look about and to make a few purchases. She was invariably drewd in black. There was no.attempt to produce an artistic effect by any trick of feminine adornment . , She alwavs came to the Indian camn ac companied by a Earisian.picture dealer, who danced about- the -painter, obeying her slightest gesture and ncyer presuming for a moment to place himself upon anything ap proaching an equality with her. It was difficult to make the Indians understand at first the reasons for-.showing her any defer ence. They posed for her because they were paid to pose. Their vanity was pleased with the sketches, but their attitude toward her was one of cynical, good-natured indifference. Sixty Thousand Dollars for a Picture. It was but natural that Mile. Bonheur should be much interested in the Indians. Theyrere so solemn, so dignified, so grace ful "in their bearings and so indifferent withal that the imaginative ariist clothed them with intellectual and spiritual at tributes corresponding to their superior ex teriors. The interest of the artty in the In dians was specially stimulated by a princely commission of 300,000f. for a picture en titled "The Buffalo Hunt," and she could not praise enough these"grand and stately men, so calm, so dignified and so royally indifferent in their majestic naturalness." I never had the heart to destroy any of the illusions concerning the noble red men as conceivtd by this great painter. She had first found the American Indian in the works of Gustave Aimard, and the Sionx In Ber Pari&an Dress. tvpe seen in Paris fully realized, as she.saw them, the ideals of her early readings. To do the Indian justice, they played their parts well when they learned what was wanted of them. Men who were thieves by nature, who would rather beg than workhny day, who had no conscientious , scruples about taking human life", who were incapa ble of telling the truth even for pay in fact, almost without a single redeeming vir tue, appeared before Mile. Bonheur as rare types of "nature's noblemen." Invited Two Chief to Brenkf.ut. Her admiration culminate d one morning in an invitation to two of the Sioux chiefs, Eocky Bear and Eed Shirt, known to the Parisians as."L'Ours des Eochers" and "La Chemise Eouge," to a midday breakfast at one of the outdoor Bummer restaurants of the Bois de Boulogne. This breakfast was given by her as partial compensation to the two chiefs for their patience in posing in the foreground of Several sketches. They brought with 'them their interpreter, who also had a special invitation. This inter preter was a (all, hatchet faced man of the extreme Western type. Among the Indians he -was known as a squaw man on account of his having married an Indian woman. He upoke no Frencn, but was thoroughly" fa miliar with the language of the Indians. At thic breakfast, which was served nnder a glass covered porch, the two Indians, with tbelr interpreter, were1 ranged upon one side oi the table, while the artist and several of Jm mm A"" 5 18921 her friends were upon the opposite side. I sat at her left, and translated to her the flowery phraseology of the Indians imparted through the interpreter, who In turn trans lated Into the Indian tongue the questions and remarka-of the artist after 1 had ren dered them in English. The Indians were a constant source of study to the artist Eocky Bear watched carefully the move ments of everyone, and used his knife and fork with perfect correctness A glance told bim anything that he wished to know con cerning table etiquette, while Eed Shirt had in his previous visits to Europe acquired a very correct knowledge of what constituted good table manners. They Completelv Captured Rosa. They appeared so dignified, so trraeions and so easy that Mile. Bonheur was con stantly breaking out into ejaculations of ad miration. "These,-" said she, "are real men. . They are not the simpering, gossiping, bowing animal oi 10-uay. 'mesa are grave, digni fied, austere men with the perfectly simple manners which" belong to the true children of nature. They remind me of .the French men of the days of Charlemagne whom we read abont. How have men degenerated under civilization in comparison with these noble ( specimens seated opposite met No royal prince could have better manner and no sing could be more digmbed and more composed than Monsieur Eocky Bear." v She also admired to an extravagant de gree the melancholy drooping lines of the interpreter's face. She said that he re minded her so much of the face of the ideal Don Quixote. X did not venture to trans late any of these extravagant compliments after barely hinting to the interpreter what was being said. He was so amused at her idea of the Indians that he could hardly preserve his traditional gravity of counten ance, nnd when I suggested to him that she was also an admirer of his features as a type -of severe melancholy and majestic grace, he nearly swooned with embarrass ment He was far from being an heroic character.and he would have died of mortifi cation if Mile. Bonheur's estimate of him could have been made known to his asso ciates in the camp. They would have per secuted him into an early grave with ridi cule. Compliments In Pantomime. One of the interesting events of thebreak fast was the carrying on of a conversation in the language of signs between the two Indian chiefs. This language is reallv very graceful, and the two chiefs never looked more picturesque than when they were en gaged in making the symbols of this mute but most expressive language. This made the most profound impression upon Mile. Bonheur. It was in this graceful panto mime that they pictured out for the artist a compliment truly Indian in character. They said that she saw with the eyes of the Great Father the beanties of the world and through her art enabled the hnmbler ones to see the same-thing. At least this is what the translator said their signs meant. and they possessed more gifts in the wav of originating a compliment than the sluggish minded interpreter. Mile. Bonheur spoke with regret that she had never been able to visit America. She had always been anxious to see its broad firairies, its high mountains and the free ife of the West She had longed to study close at hand the gracious and simple type's of our children of nature. A Pen Picture or the Artist. At the close of the breakfast she bade the Indians adieu with almost affection. Stand ing in the light ot a warm midday sun, her slight, almost fragile figure afforded a strik ing contrast to the blanket draped, stalwart forms of the Indians. Her costume was a strange combination of the dress of the two sexes. She was entirely in black. . Her skirt was made of a comfortable walking length. Over this she wore a loose, slightly fitted coat of the same material trimmed with a broad black braid and falling away from a rather long, mannish looking vest In the buttonhole of her vest was fastened a man's gold watch chain, and the watch at the end was larger than the watch usually carried by a lady. Perched upon her short gray hair was a very plain black bonnet of the shape usually worn by old ladies. A veil fell away from the top of this bonnet over her right shoul der. Her face and head, free from woman ly adornments, would suggest those; of a re fined, self-contained, dignified manv T. a Qrawford. THE FEAT OF TWO BIEBS A Directly Upward Flight In a.Twentj-Foot Smoke Stack a Foot In Diameter. A friend of The Dispatch at Bradford sends the following story of the perfor mance of two birds, of which he was an eye witness. Ou one of our oil farms there are two boilers standing side by side, each with a round iron smoke stack about 20 feet high and 12 inches in diameter. One of the boil ers' is fired up and in constant use; the other not in use. A few days ago, two "flickers" or yellow hammers,a species of woodpecker, in the'ir flight passed directly over the heated stack. One of the birds, becoming faint by the heated gases, fell down to the bottom of the unused stack, where, almost frightened to death, it made ft antic efforts to escape. The other yellow hammer soon noticed that it had lost its mate, immedi ately turned in its course and circled over the stacks. Hearing the fluttering of its mate in the bottom of the stack, it plunged down into the dark, sooty abyss to the res cue. In another moment it again emerged from the pipe closely followed by the other, and both joyously pursued their way. It must have been a remarkable feat, for the birds had to fly directly upward 20 feet in a tube only a foot in diameter. THS AST 07 SKIHNI50 EELS. A Weil-Known Lawyer Vanquished A fter Working Half an Uour. A well-known, lawyer while away from the city for rest and experience in trout fishing caught several large eels in a lake fed by the brooks, says a writer in the New York Sun. There was a settled conviction between himself and his professional brother, who was sharing the outing, that eels to be edible must be skinned, and that the process was easy. The yoanger man began his w"ork iu the orthodox' way, at the head, when his learned brother protested, saying "the right way is to begin at the tail." He was challenged to prove it. as a bet was de clared and the members of the household J where they were boarding at tne iaKesuie were called out to witness the operation. The elder man was short and portly, and found the skinning "not so easy as it used to be." After working laboriously for halt an hour with one .eel, and making no prog ress, he unwillingly declared himself van quished, although lie insisted that, as a boy, he always skinned eels from the tail, rte" has forsworn eels, never having recovered lrom the torture of holding the slippery squirmer during the interminable halt hour ot his attempt to accomplish the impossible. A EEMAEKABLE TIMEPIECE. A Japanrse Clock Which Contains Many Wonderful nnd Intrrostin; Featurer. Japan possesses a remarkable timepiece. It is contained in a frame three feet wide and five feet long, representing a noonday landscape. In the foreground plum and cherry trees and rich plants appear in bloom; in the rear is seen a hill from which flows a cascade, admirably im ilated in crystal. From this point a thread-like stream meanders, en circling rocks and islands in its windings,- and finally losing itself in a stretch of wood- 'land. In a miniature sky a golden sun turns ou silver wire, striking the honrs on silver gongs as it passes, Bach hour is marked by'a creeping tortoise. A bird of exquisite plumage warbles at the close ot the hour, and, as the song ceases, a mouse sallies forth from a neighboring grotto, and scampering over the hill to the garden is soon lost to view. METHunr AwKnros Sage green, warranted not to rnn, at Mamaux Son's, 639 Penn ave nue. Tel. 1973. van r ENGINE HOUSE TALES. How the Niagara Boys Reform ed a - Lazy Dog by Cutting Off His Tail. A CLABION LUMBERMAN ON A POLE. Korrow Escapes and Darin:; Deeds of Captain George W. King", of Xo. 3. DEEP DIYIN'G TO PEETENT A MRE rwniTTZx roa the mqrATCn.j T!he best story that I know," said Cap tain Brown, of the .Ellsworth Company, Allegheny, as he settled himself back in the old wooden rocker that is so dear to the hearts of the No. 8 boys, "the best story that r know is about a dog. Dog Jack, we used to call him. He was a remarkable dog and bears a record nuequalcd by any other fire dog in the United States. "It was more than 30 yrars ago, in the days of Pittsbnrg's volunteer fire service, when Dog Jack lived. At that time I was a member of the old Niagara Company, which was located on Penn avenue, near Fifteenth street Of course in those days there were very few fires, and we had lots ot time to loaf. One pastime consisted in the'eapture ot stray dogs as they passed along the street and attach tin cans to their tails. Many a poor unsuspecting canine had been lured back into the rear of: the building with kind words, only to find him self the victim of a joke. A Country Dog Comes to Town. "One fine spring morning, I remember it well, several of us were sitting abont chat ting, wben a country bav wagon came rumb ling down the avenue. Following along he hind It was a dog, a big, spotted bull dog, the homliest, most forlorn looking animal I ever saw. The Niagara boys pricked up their ears and in a few minutes the dog was enticed into the engine house. A tomato can was securely fastened to his tail and an effort made to get him started down the street But the dog would not go. He was too lazy to move and sat there likea China dog. The can was then exchanged for a big dish pan, but the dog moved not, I do not believe a whole tin shop would have aroused that dog. He lazily crawled up on the dish pan and went to sleep. Sicks only made him change his position and swearing availed nothing. "Unable to arouse him, we tossed him back into 'a corn er and kept him as a curi osity. For several days ne lay aronnd sleeping, when, one morning, one of the boys, taking pity on him, carried him out and put him on "the cellar door in front of the engine house. But he was too lazy to remain there long. He rolled oS the cellar door, fell down into the cellar and broke his leg. The Boys Couldn't Shoot Him. "Owing to this mishap some one sug gested a shooting match. We hauled the poor cripple back into the building and set him up on the dish pan for a target; but no one had the heart to shoot the wretched looking object Yank Jones' heart was touched, and he took the dog in charge, decorating the broken limb with splints and bandages. After a rest of several weeks he began to get over his tired feeling and walk aronnd a little. We tried hard to get rid of him by administering some pretty severe treatment but, like a good many other country visitors when thev come to the city, he was bound to stay. We could neither scare nor drive him away. "One day the company received some new fire axes. We were all standing around ex amining them when some one suggested that we trim up the dog. The poor fellow was brought out from his corner and his ears and tail artistically trimmed with the new axes. Barely had" we finished the work when an alarm of fire came in from Alle gheny. -We did service on the Northside also in those days. Well, we dropped everything, of course, and, seizing the hose cart, were off for Allegheny. The fire for tunately did not amount to much. If it had our boys would have been next to useless so overcome with surprise' were they upon reaching the fire, for there among the spec tators was our dog! Yes, with ears and tail all bloody! We could hardly believe our eyes. A Iiittla Swim in the Blvrr. "While returning home over the Six teenth street bridge some of the boys picked up the dog and threw him over the railing into the river. That was the end of him, we thought But no, for when we arrived at the engine house there he was, seated on a chair, awaiting our return. Not only that, but he was animated, wide' awake and looking as wise as a judge. A great change had suddenly taken place in the dog. His trimming and baptism had done him good. A name, Dog Jack, was immediately given him, for up to this time he went without a name, except halt a dozen or so that would not look well in print "That same atternoon Dog JacK by a single act made himself a beloved hero. While all the firemen were out an excited citizen came rushing into the engine house yelling 'Fire!' Nobody was present but Dog Jack. But he knew what was wanted. It did not take him two seconds to rash into the cupalo, seize the bell rope in his teeth and pull, wnen tne nremen dasnen curi ously in a few moments later they beheld a man . rushing f rantlcallv about the room while Dog Jack tugged away at the bell rope. "Too much could not be done for Dog Jack after that He was fed on the choicest foods and a handsome silver collar worth 50 was bought for him. In but a single day Dog Jack had arisen from a despised, lazy cur to the most important member of the company. The boys all loved Dog Jack. His Becord In the Army. "It.was soon after this that the Civil War broke out, and as almost all the Niagara members were recruited, we took Dog Jack along with us to the armv. He accompanied the gallant One Hundred and Second Penn sylvania Volunteers. He marched in the ranks by day and patroled with the picket guards at night. Dog Jack loved music and he followed the band with great pride. In the thickest of the fight he kept with the regiment He was present at tne siege of Yorktown, the battle of Williamsburgh at Fair Oaks and the battle of the Pines. "At Malvern Hill he was wounded but pluckilv crossed the Bappahannock with the regiment to Fredericksburg. At Salem Church he was captured by the enemy, but a few days later was given in exchange for a Confederate prisoner. During the regi ment's sojourn in Fredence, Marylanp", Dog Jack mysteriously disappeared, caus ing great sorrow among the soldiers. W nether be was slain or stolen is not known." Captain Brown has a small photograph of Dog Jack which bears the dog's record as a member of the Union army. Firewaii JlcDon.iId Spins a Torn. "The most ludicrous engine house inci dent I ever witnessed," began Fireman Mc Donald, ot Alleshcny, in reply to a request lor something funny, "occurred here just this spring. An old lumberman named Perry Thompson, from Clarion county, hid come down the river on a raft of logs, which was anchored in the Herr's Island channel. "While waiting to dispose of the lumber. Perry thought he would take a look at the sights around the city. As he was passing down River avenue one day he dropped in here to see the engine house. , "Pete Zeitler, one of the firemen, con ducted the rustic visitor through the build ing, answering his questions and explaining the apparatus. When just about to leave, Perry's inquisitive eye discovered the pole down whicli we slide nt night " 'What's that for?' he asked. " 'Ob, that is a time saving arrangement that we use when there are midnight alarms,' answered Zeitler. "The pole was explained to Perry and he seemed greatly tickled over the idea. 'Why; it reminds me of old times up In Clarion county,' be remarked with a grin on his countenance. "Yes, indeed. Yoa see, I am the champion rope climber of tho district up there, and whenever there ara anv perilous heights to be climbed or der ricks to be mounted, or anything that re quires nerve or skill in the climbing line, they always send for me. If you don't mind, boys, I'd just like to try that blamed pole once.' A lumberman on a Fole. "Permission was granted and Perry mounted the winding stair to the second floor. He first removed his coat and hat and after he had urged the firemen all to pay close attention lost they miss some 'pointers, 'he wrapped his legs around the pole and : whist ! ! ! "The big lumberman had made the descent! It onlv tooK a iraction ot a second for those 200 pounds of humanity to drop. He fell like a pile driver and shook the building so that old Bob, the hose car riage horse, startled anxiously from his morning nap. "Luckily the cushion was in its place at the bottom of the pole, or the champion rope climber ot Clarion county would in all probability have broken his neck As it was ho was knocked senseless and jarred so hard that he had to be rubbed with arnica. When he recovered his senses we assisted him to his shanty or the raft, where he was confined for several days, unable to walk without a pair of crutches. "Before Perry went home he called around to see us and et a final look at-bat blasted lightning rod.' The next time he comes to town Perry savi he is going to treat the No. 8 firemen if it takes $25." Fireman Gale Tells a Story. "Many of our Pittsburg and Allegheny firemen can relate thrilling tales of advent ure and miraculous escapes from instant death, while battling with fire, but none can excel the record oi George W.King, Captain of Engine Company No. 3, Pittsburg,' said Fireman Gale the other day. ''Some of the boys' think the Captain bears a charmed life." "When quite young Mr. King began his career as a fireman. Dnring his apprentice ship several fierce fires occurred, at which his conduct won him the reputation of a fearless and -daring fireman. One of these fires was the memorable confectioner's con flagration on Smithfield street, in the year 18G8, at which seven yonng women lost their lives. The boy fireman, King, was the first to enter the building and attempt the rescue of the unfortunate inmates. He succeeded in carrying three of them out, but thy were suilocated by the smoke be fore the street was reached. "In the year 18T0 he was in the three-day fight with the Standard Oil fire at the Sharpsburg bridge. At the riot fires of 1877 he was on duty for three consecutive days without rest While St Philomena's Church was burning one of the malicious rioters cat the hose with a dagger. King saw the act and promptly knocked him down, taking the man's weapon from him. The dagger, which was attached to a cane, was presented to William Moore, Fire Com missioner at that time, who still retains it as a memento of the great riot Boiling Down a Steep Boof. "In the year 1880 King had one of his narrowest escapes from death. A fire had broken out in Wilson's commission house, at the corner of Garrison alley and Liberty street King was working on the steep roof, when some of the firemen accidentally fhrned a stream of water on him. The force of the blow caused him to lose his balance, and like a log he started to roll down the root toward destruction. The spectators below closed their eyes and waited in hor ror for the man to be dashed to death on the pavement Bnt King's time had not come. Just as he was plunging over the edge he caught the rain spont, and, clutching it with both hands, held on for dear life. A rope was pased down to him, and, grasping it, he was safelv drawn up on to the root. "At the First National Bank fire in 1887, Fireman King had a very close call. He was on the top qf an 80-loot ladder when the roof and cornice of the building gave way. In its descent the great mass jus', grazed his head and fell crashing tc- the ground below. Shortly after this, at a fire in Clark's bakery on Seventh avenue, King, blinded by the smoke, fell 25 feet down a pair of stairs, injuring himself so that be had to lay off duty for several months. Weighted Down With Ice. "At the'FIeishman fire, on Market street, in the year 1888, King experienced another nnrrow escape. It was abitter cold night and King, with a fireman named Evan. Pngh, were on the roof. Streams ot water were playing in all directions, throwing mist on the two men which Iroze on their clothing, converting them into living icicles. The roof upon which they stood began to sink. They were so encumbered with ice that they could barely flee for their lives, but tbey succeeded in reaching the walls just as the root went down. They were then rescued with ropes and ladders. "During the floods of 1883 a break was caused in the gas main of thePhiIadelphia Company, which crosses the Monongahela river at Soho. The escaping gas, becoming ignited, set fire to the Keystone mills. The fire department was called, but it was found that unless the flow of gas was stopped the work of the firemen would be useless. The stopcock was buried ten feet under the flood, and all attempts to reach it with a pole from a boat were fruitless. The fats of the big mill seemed evident But Fire man King saved the day. After a moment of thought he directed the men to turn sev eral streams of water on the burning gas which arose from the river's surface, and then seizing the wrench firmly in his hand be disappeared in the muddy water. Sev eral times he had to rise to the surface to breathe, but each time he returned until the stopcock had been securely shut off. Aud that is how Captain King got his name of 'diver. Captain King is now 44 years of age, and is still as active as ever." JOHIT L. Hioh. HEBBEW LAEGUAGE H0X A DEAD ONE. Books and Masterpieces orSIodern Authors Frinted Everywhere. "Hebrew," says an enthusiast in that language, "can no longer, with propriety, be called a dead language. It has a modern literature. Books are being written in the ancient language of the Bible to-day as they never were before, and they include philosophical, poetical, historical and scientific works, as well as a goodly number of novels. A great many masterpieces of modern authors have been translated into Hebrew. There are a number ot newspapers, weeklies and monthlies in that language. It has been rejuvenated, and the new books have the same ring as the ancient ones." -.-l,--l------A-A'---A-- f"lEUMATIC: PAINS -Stop anointing, and apply to the , spot that aches WOOD'S ; i PENETRATING p?dn; . continuously. Its . ' PI AQTPD special power to ', rtltQI tn dilate the pores, . penetrate deeply and stop pain, renders ' it far superior to ordinary porous ,i plasters. . OK DRUGGISTS L" , N.Y. Depot, 91 William Stlf" . fvif 1 v 1 v"F' v virfifirfivifiviv' r ICim FITS! When I say core I do not mean nerel to stoptbea for a thao nnd tlien have them return iicahulxnean radical care. I have nude tho disease of FITS, EFI-IXP3TorFALLINQBICK5ES3Ufe-lOTS5tnd7. I warrant my remed to core the worst cases. Bocanse other hare f&Bad is noreuonfornotnoirnceiTiaca con. Bend at osoa fcr a treatise and a Free Bottle of ajlafalllblo remedy, urrefiijireae and Port Office. H. e. BOOT, M. C 183 Pearl Bt-, It T. M JUggi' '
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