B. F. BOHWEIER,
TUB OONW1T UTION-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
VOL. XLIX
MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 30, 1895.
NO. 7.
;nrTF.n viii.-con!ine.
I he night was as good a one as need
have been, and tlio:igh better had oo
cu.-iun illy been known, there uvl
tne present occasion, no rail fur to:n
plaint. Jerry, in particular, was lor
tunate, and the little girs spirits
trould have risen unuer tne inspiring
inilucaoe. if it lial produced a like
E .ctt u on her companion. But al
;hougli lleliendon assisted both in
;akiiig the 1 bh od the hooks, and in
D-iiting them uam. and although he
was always ready with hid congratu
tatnry. "Another, Jerry? You ar
In. ky to-niglit," s.he felt that tbo spirit
a-as absent,' and that the passing srent
had only a faint, inade ;uate hold on
his attention. llis very smile wu
2 rave.
But after a while, and that at amove
unit of her own, ho looked round
juickly. She had shivered as the air
jrew colder, and a slight breeze had
sprung up.
-You are cold," said Bellenden, at
onie l:iy;i;r down his hand-line, "let
Die put'lhij over your hoUiders," and
he drew a ongii, warm, weatherbe aten
p.ii:d around flf. " lou't you go and
iatcii colti lu-iiight, and- then bo ill
l.ter I a:n irono. 1 tile one."
"It wim't matter if 1 do."
The word. w caod under her breath,
out they reurhcu ins ear nevertheless,
and he could cot but make some re
5 onso.
"Ion tlvnk your changes of getting
out on tho m-ior and the lojh will de
art with me? Is that it? Is Cecil nc
Kuod.-''
'I shall not care to go with Cecil.
"Yom ared to go bv yo.irself before
i c:,n e ''
sue was si ent. It seemed to hei
that sue would uot ;are even to go by
herself a-iy more.
li. t Bel.e i.,eii'i- to .egrcw more and
more so.t ana gentle, it uijved him
intimtely. In his present subdued and
pensive traui'j, to thinic how much of
her atie t stis this open-hearted, in
oovent-min-led ciii.d had givan him in
unc .-hurl iortni-jht. it rati .ed hit
anity. aril so-ueliiing better than h i
vanity hi.- lieno.oieuee. Hewasgiad
to rn.'n': he had iuae anyone the hap
pi..-x-. oarticularlv anyone so sweet, am?
tr.tvirai. and lovaiiie u: Lierald.ne. He
p t lii- arm around her, and lirew hei
io i; .- si ;e.
. oa miist no; 'oret me, Jerry," h
K-.i'i.
So.'' She had stopped fishing U
1 s'en.
'1 may come and see you again tomi
iay. m y 1 not?"
"i 'h. ye.-."
' Anavou are cnintrtobea g-ood ptrl
in l learn a rreat deal, and have f
rrt-at tii a to tell me when I do come'
And you w.ll io on with our eolleo
tion-" an 1 read up aiodt them, anf
have them ail in nice o.dor?"
Oh, y s. ''
"I snail tell your cousins about jv
'.f I co.ne across theiU."
.-hali you come across them?"
"Very "lUely 1 may. If I meet Lore
jind lady Uaymoiii, I shall ask to se
Kthel and Alicia, an 1 teil their, al
alHHit tiieir little cons n in the north.'
"1 o you thmk ti;ey would care abou
me.'"
"i sliali mako them care about you.'
'You won t say that I am very--erv
-"
"Very what:'"
"So.iknow what. You know how
you tound me th t I rst fishin-r clay
Llut indeed, I am nut o ten as l ad a
that, and I am n-;ver o!n;f to be as
bad a'afn. I have promised grannj
that I snail not. Au'il Charlotte, and
Kthel, and Alicia would have though
it drea lf.il. 1 don't want them to tbinl
Be dreadful '
1 pro nise that they sua'n't."
' ell. they won t ii you stand up fw
xe. ' and Jerry smiled contidinglj
round.-
"Uecaiis-i I am p-owa up, Iauppose."
"Oh. vc s and a man. and a.l that.
They would think a great deal of what
you say. and if yo.i say that I am '
Liei e she stomic I.
"Goon. That you are "
"So: 1 am sil.y."
"Not silly a: all. I want tohcar. Gi
in. there's a (rood child. You are quite
- io with me, ' and his arm pressec
h :. a little closer.
"1 was only ffoin' to say that if you
lull . .-av 1 was rut her nice that is. i
oa could say it.' sai l oor Jerry hum
oly. - they wu.ilJ tell Aunt Chariotte.
and she would perhaps believe it. and
that wou'd please granny.- Vou set
Aunt Charlotte does uot like me very
much now, and that vexes dear gran
oy, who loves me so dreadfully, and 1
thought I tho gut it mirht jut-nc
Dne else could do any gooa." she cod
jluded. There was something sc
truthful ana confiding in the limpid,
shildish eyes, and so artless ii the
jhildish ionfe.-.son, that bellender
;ould not smile at :t.
"I will certainly do what I can,'' he
aid, 'and and jou were quite right
to tell mo all abo:it it. Jerry dear.
Now, you soe, I know what I am about.
And ii h. chance offers, why, of course,
shall emb-ace it at once." And to
hin self he added, "is there any hope
that .-he will always remain 1 ke this
Will she, a:i she expect to be always
is true and honest r will she bj likr
ill the rest, in a lew short years'?' and
even the man of the world sighed. ! oi
ho little knew, he little dreamed, that
even then he had not seen to the
depths of the heart ne called a child s.
Just before the I oat to filed the
more, he stooped over Jerry for a mo
nent.
farewell to Loch Marew. he said.
'FureweH to all the k n 1 hearts here
farewell, Geraldine. G d-bye. dcat
:hild-say 'Gcid bye ioi- 1 shall be nj
mil away long before you are nws.ke
in the morning. 1 a n to breakfast in
nj own room, so joj must not get i i
ns on tne fnoo.ing anys. to say
Good-bye theu, wai a we ma.., ' am.
on her cold rosy cheek she suddeni3
felt his. warm breath and then tht
pres-ure of his lips in a kiss.
Her heart seemed to stand still
the pulses in her throat to choke her.
Cecil, raisinu at he other end of the
boat, seemed like a shadow in a dream
his voice calling to her, an echo from
Borne far away distant spot,
Mechanical she roi.eto obej the
summons, to ichel the different haras
held out to guide her, sprang ashore,
and stnmb.ed aiong over the drrk, wet
weeds, blind and deaf to a.l ctor
sights and so .nJH.
The other two were behind, having
stayed to help up the boat: but she
waited lor no one. And she never
spoke to l e lenden acrain. nor turned
her back to look for him, but hurried
forward a!on .j through tho dim mi, et
of the woodland path, and in through
the great porch, and up the broad
stairs, straight to hor own chamber,
to be seen of no one any more at aL'
that night.
Annrn nimln Thnrfl VUH to be no SU I
per, only what the gentlemen cbo. e t
sen 1 .or. while a tray was di patci ed
to her elf: and so the farewell on the
water was really what it had been
given out to bo, the part ng between
the two for many and many a day.
It had not been exactly so intended
bv lie lenden.
The kiss had been given on the im
pulse of the moment, and there had
In en no ititnntlou of producing eueii au
effect as be . ould ue.ceive had beet
wrought thereby.
'is she angry, I wonder?" ho had
thought, ha'f ama.ed. and half cha
grint.d, but after all su h a thing w..t
hardiy l.keiy. It ha i really lecn
nothing to make anone angry; it bad
been nothing to tnink twi. e about.
A de-r lutle girl. A sudden parting.
A tender good-bye. Everything prov
ocative aud excusable. Jerry co.ild
not have thought any barm. After all,
what is a k ss at l.?
Within twenty-four hours that kiss
was in the giver s memory as though
it ha l never beea.
I)urln his rapid ourney south, and
while he had perforce munv lonir hours
for meditation as the swiftest express
trains bore him on lr n one far dis
tant stepping pia:e to another, Uellen
den indeed - having no om: anion
to talk to, and nothing to divert hit at
tention bestow a considerable shart. o'
his ruminations ui on his late so.uuni
n the old Highland castle. It was a
rel.et to turn to it as a niemorv when
ainiost s; ent with conjectures and cog
itations in the only other direction
which at such a time could command
his attention, and tho repose of his
monotonous lilo. ana the i harm of its
inter ourso, at once simple and retinad,
soothed aud hushed his sp rit waeD
dis, osed to be chafed and impatient by
un ertainty and anxiety as to wnai
now awaited him.
But om-e arrived within tho land
marks of his home, once assured tnat
he was. as he had divined he would be,
too U.te, the necessity for action, the
ce-sation ot mere passive endurance,
the release trum suspense, even the
presence and voices of others, put an
end at once and altogether to tho vis
ions of the past. The future must now
be everything.
The new experience began at once:
new, and yet loreseen and anticipated.
There was t ie hush, th-; solemnity,
the niournfulness, the whispers, tht
death-like pause of expectancy. Tht
old butler bowing his white heal,
the uuderdngs subsiding witb
profoundest resiect into the back
ground, the shadows o: the women ilit
ting past in the dim distance all want
ing to look upon him. unseen them
selves: all desirous of seeing him yet
none daring to intrude, .-ndthenhe
had to meet his mother, hi brothers
his uncles to interview the stewa:c
an 1 the eoah uan to give his sanction
to pro ec:ed arrangement-; to heai
whit hud already oeen done: to writt
letters.
It was now twelve hours since tht
spirit h id departed, and twelve houn
at such times seem long.
I ady Bellenden had so far rei overec
from the first shock and i pression
that she had seen her children an.
consulted with her maid.
The voung men had had a furtive
stroll rcuuil the premisos, and peepec
by stealth into the paddocks and ken
eels. The etablemen and boys hac
known to keep out of the way and af
fect not to see, as the poor young fel
lows wandered aimlessly about, feeling
they knew not exactly what, wonder
ing what they should do next and how
much would be considered law.ifi uudci
the circumstances. One an 1 all bad
wearied lor the arrival of the eldei
brother. To learn from him wha;
would loilow this sudden over urn o
all the past, what the new regime was
bko.y to rove, and how it wou.d af
lect each one of them, was now theii
very natural desire. Fre lerick hac
altvavs been a good fellow, and tbel
hoped the l-est hoped ho wodld noi
. hange with his altered circumstances
aim api ear. as others have been ki:owi
to do, a diiterent man under di.lereni
auspices. But who Wiis to say?
Thus Frederick's a-rival had beei
the thing most earnestly desired anc
ant'eipated both above and below
stairs.
It was late ere it took place;, but nt
one wished to retire to rest UrsU
: or hin. soil, he was too much con
fuse 1 and ex it d io feel fatigue. H
had been traveling since a o'clock that
morning, and he had uot s'ept till Ions
after midnight the night be "ore; bul
he had iiot close J an eye all day. Evet
; rcsently. e.en ate- all rails anc
claims on his attention had ceased or
the part of the household, and one b
on; the uome.-t'cs departed tor tht
night and the doors had been lo ked
and i-iienc-: within an i without ha
etth d down stii'. more deeply than be
ft o upon the house of mo.iri.ing. ever
then the traveler seen ed i nwilling tt
be airain alonn.
The brothers sat up with him. Thei
talked together in lUit, s-uld- ed to
ot the o'd days, the o:d boyish e.pioiis
the qua. nt experiences, oyous oi
trio on.-, o. the past C hiuli -h nick
nan.es were recalled, childish esu
were slip cd o t: little trilling tales
rose once again to the lip, that tint foi
3u-h an hour had eon burled utterly
The old homo sue-no dearer to out
an i all than it i-iid i een supposed lo bo
Each had gone bad'v to his own littlt
mom. Fach went to It tbat nigl t
happier than on the prcious one.
Their lathe was indeed gone all was
over, they were very sorry: but
Frederick was all right, and their
hf arts were comforted.
And Frederick himsel1? He a'EO
was now quited down. He ktew the
ground whereoa he stood, and might
be said to be already almo t at home
upon it. From sheerexhaustion of mind
and body, long and hea-y sl'imber at
length visi'ed bis wearied frame, and
the sun was high in the he vena ere
he was aroused from his pillow on the
following morning.
But w.th consciousness awoke ercr7
new thought and reflection on the in
stant. A busy day many busy days
lay bc'ore hi.-n. He must bo np and
doing; no more lassitude, do more un
certainty: a whole crowd of things to
be looked after, and instructions to be
given, and people to be eeen awaited
his appearance. All was solemn ac
tivity, and decorous supervision.
Inchmarew Castle, was like the palest
syectre on its own misty heath, if ever
the taintest recol cctiou ot it flitted
across his metre-ry.
And even t.i-tiecollection was pres
ently r-traced.
New claims now responsibilitios.new
ho-.es and fears, a new arena in life
altogether had to be entered upon. and
with surpris ng rapidity Sir Frederick
Bellenden accommodated himself to
he change.
By-an 1-by ho gave uph'scommissior
in the army, and settled down at hit
country seat. Next came standing for
hi division of the county in I'arlia
ment, with the excitement of a con
tested election. Then the loss of the
election, and the consolations of sport,
hunting in the winter especially.
There was yatch'ng at Cowes more
over, grouse and partridge and pheas
ant shooting as autumn came on again,
and even a run to Scotland aud ttiJ
lever a thought of Geraldino.
He had not come across the Raymonds
in the interim, and somehow he hau
omitted to look up young Raymond
when in town, as he had meant to do.
And be had ne er sent the little heiress
her present -for be bad forgotten
a'oout it till too lato. And. altogether,
tbe thought of Inchin rew was not
uite so p easant as it had been at
tirst. aster his conscience told hi;n he
had not behaved so handsomely as he
might have done: and again he re
solved to make up for it, should on a
sio" . Her and again no occasion did
o:Ter and so things went on for three
full yea-s, and then but what hap
pened then calls for a new stairo, aaJ
fiesh rising of tho curtain.
C 11 AFTER IX.
THE BUTTERFLY TAKES UER ITItST
flic nr.
In Lonrtnn I rev-1 kn. w utmt I'd I
1 nr.ipt lired vutb tt i au4 euc nut. dm h that;
1'in wild mxh tbo iwe-a of vnrlutjra vlnu,
4bd life e-uii a tlaA.-iux to.Lap,: f r xuan.'
All was bustle and ovfu' alacrity in
a smart little bouse in Mavlair.
it was a bright, fresh spring morn
ing, and thoutih it was yet very early
in May, the mildness of tho dj.-o.i had
bron gut on leaf and blosso u to such an
extent that the parks, one and all.
showed a bin :e of rhododendron and
a a e i, gU rios. and tho pink almond
' "n out and faded, was shedding itself
in s. mwers on every side. LonJon was
fill .;u.l busy, and a brilliant season
was prognosticated.
Ans. Campbell had been lucky in
finding a little bouse to suit her, and
she baa now been in town for more
than a fortnight, during which every
day had been fully occupied in prepa
rations for the important time now at
hand. For Geraldino was H, and was
o make her appearance in tho world.
As a preliminary, she was of course
to make her courtsey, and kiss tho
hand of our most gracious Mieep. and
it is on : he even, f 1 morning of her so
do:ng that we catch our next glimpse
if the wild little witch of inchmarew.
Any greater contrast than this to
our first peep at her un ter the weat h
er stained 3-cllow oil.-kin and sailor
cap cannot well be imagined - and the
outer difference does but shadow forth
the still greater one within.
Three years had done its work, and
done it well for Geraldino.
She was taller, gentler, milder than
af old she was lovelier by far she
was no whit less truth:ul, honest, ana
frank.
'1 he governess had been a great suc
cess: if a governess had been searched
for tbe whole world through to suit
the p.a e, the pupil, and her surround
ing's, a better ould not have ' eon
fo nd than tie Ciiiiet, earnest, sympa
tlie.'i and la ge i earted woman who
preVeT y ound for herself so warm a
corner of the little girl's heart. ery
quickly she bad fathomed the depths
and s "allows of the 6oil to 1 e worked,
and liad gauged its val e. There had
been no rudo measures no hastv re
forms si has wo id have re. o. ted Jer
ry's very soul, but. instead, there bad
1 een much kindly appreciation, a fair
tneel of praise where praise was du ),
and above all. and it was this w hi h
had finally won I he pupil's entire a .ec
t'.ons a candid ignorance on many toi
ics as to which Jerri- herself wo well
i ualltiod to instruct." To be asked to
leach when she had only expected to
learn! All the generosity and nobility
of the child s nat re had been aroused
Dy the suoplieation. and no cause had
Vliss Cor una ever had to repent it.
Once begun under such anspiees. tho
p.irsuit of knowledge had thriven
".pace.
eraldin3 had actually exulted dur
ing the bri jf. dull, winter days, when
the e had been little to tempt iier from
her tasks, in tbe thought that the
hours which she had been wont to
while away in n; roductivo triviali
ties or doiefulconiplaints had ' een now
hardly long enough for all:-he had bad
to do. What with one thin,' and an
other the weeks had -eetned to fly, for
her eager spirit had set no hounds to
lis desires, until e-n her delighted
nnd almost equally enthusiastic pre
ceptress hail demurred. She had
hardly known bow to be moderate in
he race.
(TO BE t'OX i'INUEIl.
Food for Thought.
Love is hie.
Love is tbe root of creation.
Patience is the art of hoping.
A rogne is a ronndabont fool.
No man becomes a saint in his sleep.
He is the greatest coward who fears
himself.
Looking for trouble is one way to
make it.
Where is the man who loves his
enemies.
Praise when you can censure when
you must
Every day jou should learn some
thing new.
Gossip is generally a desire to get
even.
He shall have judgment without
mercy that hath showed no mercy.
It takes the plow and the harrow to
tell good soil that it is good.
Slander deserves almost as severe
punisbr- "nt as murder.
People who won't believe anything
but what they can prove are to be
pitied.
A man who does wisely should not
indulge in foolish talk.
Sin is not only God's enemy, but
every soul's enemy.
A full jail m better than an empty
one.
Unreasonable egotism is disguntin?.
Distrust of others is tho result of
distrust ot self.
Tbe sublime in anything is a reflec
tion of God. .
, Crafty man condemn s In dies, simp!
man' admire tbera and wis men w
EEV. PR TALMAGE.
TUB BBOOKLYlt DiTDIVa s US
DAY SERMOX.
Subject: "Ceylon, the Isle of Palms.
Trrrs "The ships of Tarshlsh first. Is
ah Is., 9.
Tho Tarshlsh of my text ty manv common
ratorsls supposed to be the Island of Cey
lon, upon which the seventh sermon of the
ronnd the world scries Innds os. Ceylon
wns called by the Romans Titpohntne. John
Milton called it "Ooldcn Onei-soapse." Mod.
eras have culled Ovlon "the isle of pulm."
the Isle of flowers." "the penrl riroponth
brow of India." "the Isle of jewels," "the
island of eplce," "the show place of the uni
verse," "the land of hyncinth and rahy."
In m7 eyes, for scenery, tt nppenreit to he a
miztire ef Yosemite and Yellowstone Fart.
All Christian people went to know more of
Ceylon, for they have a lonsr while been con
tributing for its evnnffHllZAtion. As our ship
from Australia approached this Island then
hovered over It clouds thick and black as the
apentttlons which biiT-e hovered here for
centuries, lint the mornln? snn was breaking
through like the compel light which Is to snif
ter tbe last cloud of moral doom. The sea
lay alonr the const calm as the eternal pur
poses of God toward all Islands and con
tinents. We swing into the harbor oi Colom
bo, which Is made by a hrenkwatcrbuilt at
vast expense. A we flaate I into it the
water Is black with boats of all sizes ant
manned b people of all colors, butcliUf.j
Tamils and Ciniralese.
There are two thlnus I want mor to se
on fhlc i.-!an l : A heathen te.ul with Its
devotees in tdo!ntriu w r ip and an nu ll
enee ot Otni;ale a lurested hjr a Christian
missionary. The entomologist may have his
capture of brilliant Inseeis, an t the sports
man his le.it adorned with nntlurof rod deer
and toOvh of wild b-vir. and th- painter bis
portfolio of irorge SOflO feet down and of days
dying on evening pillows of purple clou 1
etched Tjith Are. and the botanist his camp
full o jrcidds and crowfoots and Kentlaua
and val:"f jj and lotus. I want most to And
ont the moral and religious tr'nmphs, how
many wounds have been healed, bow many
sorrows comforted, how many entombed
nntiODS resurrected. Sir William Baker, the
famous eiojorer and Kco-rapher, did well
for Cey'oa i.ftor his elg it yeirs' r'-sl.lence In
this island, and Profeiwor Ernst Heckei, the
professor from Junn,illd well w.ien he swept
these waters and rummaged these hil s n l
took home for future inspection the insects
of this tropical air. And forever honored ha
such work, but let all that is sweet In rl'.ythm
and rapine on canvas an I imposing in mon
ument and immortal in memory bo brought
to tell the deeds of t!;ose who wore heroes
uvl heroines for C rUt's sike.
Miiny scholars havo siippos -d that this isl
and of Ceylon w.is the origin d uarJen of
Eden where tuusnn-te first appeared on rep
tilian mission. There are re; s ins for beiiet
that this was the site where the 11. st home
stead was opened and dest roy ed. It is so
near the equator that there aro not more
than twelve degrees of Fahrenheit differ
ence all the year round. Ferp"iu:il foliage,
perpetual fruit aud all styles of anim-il lil
prosper. Wnat luxuriance and aimndincn
and supornhnndiinee of life I What styles of
plu'nngedo not the bin's "port I Wiintsryies
of s?.tie do not the tlsnes reveal! Wh;it
lyles of song do not the groves have in their
Jbretto 1
Here on the roadside an 1 clear out on the
oeach of the sea stands the cocoauut tree
saying: "Take my loaves for a m.le. Take
the juice of my fruit for delectable drink.
Take my saccharine for sugar. Take my
Boer for the cordage of yourshlps. Take mj
oil to ki'iille your lamps. T ike my wood to
fashion your cups and pitchers. Take -my
leaves to thatch your roofs. Take my
smooth surface on which to print your nooks.
Take my 30.000.000 trees covering 500,000
lcrrs aud with tho exportation enrich the
world. I will wave in your fans ami spread
abroad in your umbrellas. I will vibrate In
four musical Instruments., I will bo the
icrubblng brushes oa youjrnoors.'
Here also stands the pt'ra troe saying
;'I am at your disposil. With these arms I
fed your ancestors 150 years ago, and with
these same arms will feed your descend
ants 150 years from now. I uefy the ecu
'urlcs!"
H.-re also stands the nutmeg tree saying
'I am ready to spice your beyernges nnd en
rich your puddings au l with my sweet dust
make insipid things palatahle."
Hre also stands the coffee plant saying
"With the liquid boiled irom my berry I
stimulate the nations morning by morning. "
H -re also Mnnds the tea plant saying:
'W.th the liquid boiled from my leaf I
soo; be t ho worm's nerves nn l stimulate the
jrorld s conversation evening by evening."
Here stands the cinoiiona siying : I a:n
thiifoeof malaria. In all climates my bit
terness is the slaughter of fevers."
What miracles of productiveness on these
A'an Is t Enough sugar to sweeten all the
world's beverages, enough bnnanns to pile
til the world's fruit baskets, enough rice to
mix all the world's puddings, enough cocoa
nut to powder all the world's cakes, enough
flowers to garlan I all tbe world's beauty.
Hut in the evening, riding through a cin
anmon grove, I llrst tasted the leaves and
bark ot tliat condiment so valuable and
delicate that transported ou ships the aroma
oi the cinnamon is dispelled if placed near a
rival bark. Of suoh great value Is the cln
namo i sluuh that venrs ago those who in
jured It In Ceylon were put to death. Cut
that which once w is a jungle ot cinnamon
is now a pnrk ot gentlemen's residences. The
long, white dwelling hous"S are bounded
with this shrub, nnd al other styles ot growth
congregated there make a botanical garden.
Dovs callod cinnamon doves hop among
the branches, and crows, more poetically
styled ravens, which never could sing, bat
think they can, fly across tbe road giving
full test of their vocables. Birds which
learned their chanting under the very eaves
of heaven overpower all with their grand
inarch of the tropics. The hibiscus dapples
tbe scene witb lis scarlet clusters. All shades
of brown end emerald and saffron and brill
iance ; melons, limes, magnosteens, custard
apples, guavns, pineapples, jasmine so laden
with aroma they have to hold fast to the
wall, and begonias, glorlosas on fire and
orchids so delicate other lands must keep
them under conservatory, but hore defiant
of all weather, nnd flowers more or less akin
to z il'.as and honeysuckles and floxes and
fuchsias and chrysanthemums and rhodo
dendrons aud foxgloves ami pansies wbiob
dye the plains and mountains of Ceylon witb
leaven.
The evening hour burns Incense of all
styles of aro n.-itica. The oonvolvalas, blue
as if the nf ha t fallen, and butterflies
spangling the air, nnd arms ot trees sleeved
with blossoms, and rocks upholstered of
nio-s, commingling souuds and sights and
odors until eye and ear and nostrils vie with
each other as to which sense shall open the
door to the most enchantment. A struggle
between music and perfume and Iridescence.
Oleanders reeling in Intoxication of color,
(treat banyan trees that have been ebanging
their min .s lor centuries, each century car
rying out a new plan of growth, attractel
our attention and saw us pass la the year ol
1H94 as they saw pass the generations of
171)4 and 1GU4. Co.oinho Is so thoroughly
empowered In foliage that if you go into one
of tts towers and look down upon the citj
of 180,000 people yon cannot sea a house.
Olt, lha trees of Ceylon ! May you liveto be
ho.d tbe morning cl. tubing down through
their branches or the evening tipping tbeii
leaves with amber an 1 gold I I lorglve thf
Buddhist for the worship of trees until they
know of the Go 1 who made the tree?. 1
wonder not that there nre some trees In Cey
lon called Facre.l. To me all trees are
Sacred. I wonder cot that before one ol
tbem tbey burn camphor flowers and banc
lamps around its braucV-8 and 100,000 peo
pie each year make pilgrimage to that tree.
Worship somi'tllng man mus', nnd, until
he he r o the only Being won ny ol worship
what to elevating as a tree! Wnat glory en
throned amid da lolLage 1 Wh it a maj- stw
doxology spreads out in Its branches ! What
a voice when the tempes's pass through it I
How it looks down upon the cradle and th
grave of centuries ! As the fru't of ons tret
onlawtully eaten struck the race with woe
nnd the npliftlng o" another tree brings
peace to the soul, let the woodman spare the
tree ant all natlous honor It, if, through
higher teaching, we rlo not, like the Ceylon
ese, worship it ! How consolatory that when
we no more walk nn ler the tree branches on
enrthwemoy see the "tree of life which
ben's twelve manner of fruit aa I yields bei
fruit evry mont', and the leaves of th
ires are for the .healinjr of tbe nations I" .
Two processions I saw in Ceylon wlthts
ons hour, the first led by a Hindoo priest, a
huge pot of flowers oa his head, his face dis
figured with holy lacerations an ibis un
wns'ie t followers beating as many discords
from what are supposed to he mnslonl In
struments as at one tlm can be induced to
enter the human ear. The procession halted
st the door of the huts. Tbe occupants
came out and made obeisance nnd presented
mall contributions. In return therefor th
priest sprinkled ashes upon the children
wao came forward, this evidently a form ol
benediction. Then the procession, led on
by the priest, started again. Mc-je noise,
more ashes, more genuflection. Howevei
keen one's sense of the ludicrous, he could
flml nothing to excite even a smile in the
movements of such a procession. Meaning
'es, oppressive, squalid, filthy, sad.
Returning to our oarrtage, we rode on for
s few moments, and we came on another
procession, a kindly lady leading groups ol
native children, all clean, bright, happy,
laughing. They were a Chr stlan school ont
for ezersisa. Thsrs sasroed mm paoo4 Intel U
gence, refinement and happiness tn that reg
iment of young Cingalese as you would find
Ic'ho ranks of any younir ladles seminary
being shnperoned nn their afternoon walk
through Central Park. New York, or Hy.lt
Park, London. The IP'ndoo procession il
lustrated on nsraall scale something of what
Hlndooism can do for the world. The Chris
tian procession illustrates on a small scale
lomethlng of what Christianity can do foi
the world. But those two processions were
jniy fragments of two great processions ever
marching ncross our world, tbe processloo
DlaSTOd 5f superstition and tbe procession
blessed ot gospel ligbt. I saw them in ons
f ternoon in Ceylon. They are to be seen la
ill nations.
Nothing is of morn thrilling interest than
the Cflrmtlaa, achievements ii. this Island.
Tne episcopal church was here the national
;hurch, but disestablishment has taken place,
ind since Mr. Oladstoae's accomplishment
f that fact In lBSO all denominations are on
?qual platform, and all nre doing might
work. America Is second to no other nation
in what has been done for Ceylon. Hinot
1X11! she has had her religious agents In tlw
Jaffna peninsula ot Ceylon. The Spauld
In, -s, the Howlands, tbe Dra. Poor, the
Saunders, nn 1 others just as good and strong
uave been fighting back monsters of super
stition and cruelty greater than nnythst
ever swung the tusk orronrediathajuugles.
The American missionaries in Ceylon
.inve given special attention to meJIeal in
struction and nre doing wonders in driving
hack the horrors of heathen surgery. Caeg
f suffering were formerly given ov -r to the
levil worstiipers an 1 such tortures inflicted
s may not be d-scrilMd. Tne patient was
trampled bythe teet of the medu-al atten
dants. It is only of God's mrcythat there
is a living mother in Ceylon. Oh, how
much Ceylon needs doctors, nn 1 the medi
cal class -s of native students un ler the care
of those who loilow tne examble of the late
Samuel Fish Green nre providing them, so
that all the alleviations and kindly minis
tries and scientlflcacumenthat can he found
,n American nnd English hospitals will soon
Jess all Ceylon.
In that islnnd nre thirty-two Am"ri?ar.
school, 210 Churoh of England schools, 234
Wesleyan schools, 231 Ko.nan Catholic
schools. Ah, the schools decl lemost every
thing! How sugggrstive the Incident that
enmetomein Ceylon. In n school under
the care of the Episcopal church two t'oys
were converted to Christ nnd were to be
snptized. An intelligent Buddlst boy snld
n the school, 'Let all tne biys on Bu Idtta's
si ie come to this part of the room nnl all
the boys on Ciir.at'd side go to the other
virt ot th room."
All the boys sjxeept two went on Buddha's
ltde, and when the two boys who were to he
baptized were scoffed at and der.ded one of
them yielded an 1 retired to Bu Idha's sld .
But a'terward that boy was sirrv that he
hai yielded to tbe persecution, an 1 when
;he dr-.v ot baptism ca ne stoo l up :usi ie t'l
i;.y wio remained firm. Some-one said to
me boy who hud vacillate 1 in bis choice bc
:we n Buldha and Cnrist, "You are a
:owarl an 1 not lit for eilb T side," but he
repiled, "1 w is overcome of tempi.-tt ou, t-ut
I repent and believe." Then hot i boys wLre
anptiae t, and from that tim the Angelican
nission moved on more and mora vigorously.
wlil not say wiiicii of all the deaomina
ious of Christians Is doing the rao-t for tiie
(Tunnelization of that islan I, bnt know this
Ceylon will be tnken lor Christ 1 Sing
BUhop Ueber's hymn :
What though the spicy breezes
Blow sort over Ceylon's isle I
Among the first pl-iccs I vMtcJ was a
3u Idhlst cullege. about 100 men studying to
leeotne priests gatuere 1 around the teac iers.
Itepp ng into the building where the higa
iriest was instructing the class, we W"re
ipolegetio nnd told him we were Americans
,nd would like to see his mole of teaching
f be had no objections, wuerenpon he he
fan, doubled up as he was on a lounge, with
lis right hand playing with his foot. In his
eft hand he hei 1 a package of bamboo
eaves, on wlilob were written the words of
he l.sson, eac'a student holding a similar
ackage of bamboo leaves. The high priest
irst read, ani then one of his students read,
t group of as finely formed young men ns I
tver saw surrounded tbe Instructor. The
est word of each sentence was lnton -d.
There was In the whole soi'nean earn -stu-ss
which impressed ma Not a'de to nn l"r
itand a word of what was said, there is a
look of language and Inionatiou that Is the
tamo among nil races.- That the Bu 1 llus:s
inve full luitti In their religion no one can
lou'. That Is, in their opinion, the way to
leaven. What Mo'iamme I is to th Slo
aammednn, au ! wh it Chr.st is to tin Chri--:ian
Bu idha is to : he Bu l l'iist. We w.iit
;d tor a pause in th reflation, sal then
xpres-in r our thanks r -tir '.
Xmir.ijr is a Bu idhlst temp ". on the n'tar
f wnlch beiore tho Imu.'e oi Bu idiia are o -ferings
of flowers. As nlgnt was co-n'n on
wecaineuptoa Hindoo temple, Firt we
were prohlolted going farther thai the ou'
ji ie steps, I ut w nr.i lu illy advanced until
we could see all tnat was going on ini e.
Ihe worshipers were making o:i-ane-. Tun
tamtams were wildly beaten, and shrill pip 9
were hiown, and several ot ii r Instruments
were In full bang and bla-e, and there wat
an ind- s-rli'Bble hubbub and tbe most labor,
ious style of worship I bad ever seen oi
heard. The dim lights, and the jargon, and
tbe glooms, and the flitting figures mingled
for eye and ear a horror whion it is difficult
to shake off. All this was ony su -rg stiveol
what would there transpire after th toilers
of the day bad censed work and had time to
tppenr nt tbe temple. That sn-h tldns
ihould be supposed to please the Lord oi
bave nny power to console or heln the wor
ibipers is only another mystery lnthis world
3t mysteries. But we came away saddened
with the spectnole, a sadness watch did not
leave us until we arrived at a place where a
Christian missionary was preaching in the
itreet to a group ot natives.
I had tnat morning expressed a wish to
witness such asoene, and here it w is. Hi an I
Ing on nn elevation, the good man was ad
dressing the crowd. All was nttcntiou nnd
silence and reverence. A religion of redid
tind joy was being commanded, un 1 th dus'y
faces were illumined with the sentiments oi
pacification and rc-cnforcement. It was the
rose of Sharon alter walking among nettles.
It was the morning Ugnt after a thick dark
less. It was the gospel after H n l-oi.u.
But passing up and down tne streets ol
Ceylon you find all styles of people within
five mirutes Afghans, Kaffirs, FortU-'iies,
Moormen, Dutch, iuglis;-, Scotch, Iri-h,
American all clnss-s, all dialects, nil man.
ners and customs, all styles of salaam. Tht
most Interesting thtng on. earth Is the hu
man race, and specimens of ail brunches of
it con'ront you in Ceylon. The Is and ofibe
present is a quiet an 1 tuconsp cuons affair
compared with what It one was. The dead
eitt s of Ceylon were larger and more im
posing than are the living cities. On this
island are dead ew York nnd dnd Pek
Inus nn 1 dead EJinhnrghs an t dead Lon
don". Ever nnd nnon nt the stroke of tho
arerraoglisi's hammer the tomb of some
great municipality flies open, and ther are
other burled cities that will yet respond to
the exp'orer's pickax.
The Pompeii and Hereulanenm undr
neath Italy nre small compared with the
Pompelis nnd Herculaneums underneath
Ceylon. Yonder is an exhumed city which
was founded 500 years befora Christ, stand
ing in pomp and splendor for 1200 years.
Stairways up which flfiy men might pass
side by side. Carved pillars, some of them
falh n, some of them aslant, some of them
erect. Pbldiases and Christopher Wrens
never heard ot her, performed the marvels
of. sculpture and architecture. Aisles
through which royal processions marched.
Arches under which kings were carried. City
with reservoir twenty miles in circumfer
ence. Extemporised lakes that did tbeir
cooling and "refresmlng for twelve centuries.
Ruins more suggestive than Melrose and
K-nllworth. Ceylonlan Karnnks and Luxor.
Buins retaining muoh of grandeur, though
wars bombarded them, and Time put bis
ahlsel on every block, and, more than all,
vegetation put its anchors and pries and
wrenches in all tho crevices. Dagobns, or
places where relics of snlnts of dleties nre
kept daKOhas 400 feet high nnd their fallen
material burying precious things, for the
light ot which modern curiosity has digged
and blasted in vain. Procession of ele
phants in imitation, wrought into lustrous
marble. ZTroops of horses in full run.
Shrines, ehapels, cathedrals wrecked on the
mountain side. Stairs ot moonstone. Ex
quisite scrolls rolling up more mysteries
than will ever bo unrolled. Over sixteen
square miles the ruins ot one city strewn.
Tnronerooms on which at different times sat
165 kings, resigning in authority they in
herited. Walls that witnessed coronations,
assassinations, subjugations, triumphs. Al
tars at which millions bowed ages before the
orchestras celestial woke tho sheperda with
midnight overture.
When Lieutenant Bklnner in 1832 dlscov
red the siteof some of these cities, he foun 1
congregated in them undisturbed assem
blages of leopards, porcupines, fl imlnvoes
nnd pelicans; reptiles sunning themselves
on the altars, prima donnas rendering
ornithological chant from deserted music
halls. One king restored much ot tbe grand
eur, rebuilt 1500 residences, but min soon
resumed tts scepter. But ail is down the
spires down, the pillars down, the tablets
down, the glory of splendid arches down.
What killed those cities? Who slew the Sew
York and London of the year SW B. C? Was
It ntihealthed with a host of plavu-ft? Was
It foreign armies layingsige? Was it whole
generations weakened by their own vices?
Mystery sits amid tbe monoliths ami brick
dust, finger on lip in eternal silence, while
tbe centuries guess and guess in vain. We
imply know that genius planned those
cities, and immense populations Inhabited
them. An eminent writer estimates that a
pile of bricks in one ruin of Ceylon would be
enough to build a wall ten feet high from
Edinburgh to ioaJoa. ttisiew hundred
pillars with carved capitals are standing
lentlnel for ten ml es.
You can judge somewhat of the size of th
cities by the reservoirs tnat were required
to slack their thirst, judging the size of the
city Irom the size of tbe cup out of which It
drank. Cities crowded with inhabitants
not like American or English oities, but
packed together ns only barbaric tribes can
pack them. But their knell was sounded,
I heir light went out. Giant trees are the
only roynl family now occupying those
palnees. The growl of wild beasts where
once tbe guffaw of wassail ascended. Anuraj
anpura and Pollonarna will never be re
builded. Let all the living cities of tbe
earth take warning. Cities are human, hav
ings time to be bora and a time to die. Ho
more certainly have they a cradle than a
grave. A last judgment Is appointed for in
dividuals, but cities have their last judg
ment In this world. They bless, they curse,
they worship, tbey blaspheme, they suffea
:h"V are rewaided, they are overthrown.
Preposterous 1 says some one, to think
that any of our American or European oities
which have stood so long can ever coma
through vice to extinction. But Kew York
and London have not stood as long as those
Ceylonese cities stood. Where Is the throne
outside of Ceylon on whioh 165 successive
kings reigned for a lifetime. Cities and na
tions that have lived far longer than our
present cities or nation have been Bepnl
shcred. Let all the great muncipalities ot
.his and other lands ponder. It Is as trua
sow ns when the psalmist wrote it and ns
rue oi cities ana nations as or jnuiviauaia,
The Lord knowerh the way ot the righ
teous, but the way ot tha ungodly skull
erish."
X History ot St. Valentine.
St, Valentine was an Italian priest
jrho su tiered martyrdom at Rome in
270, or at Terni in 306. Historians
differ as to the date. Legend ampli
fies, by dwelling on the virtues of his
life and the manner of his death, and
tells how he was brought before the
Emperor, Claudius II., who asked why
he did not cultivate his friendship by
honoring his gods. As Valentine
pleaded the cause of the one true God
earnestly, Calphurnins, the priest,
cried out that he was seducing the
Emperor, whereupon he was sent to
Isterms to be nudged, i-o him Valen
tine spoke of Christ, the light of the
world, and Asterins said : "If He be
the light of the world Ha will restore
the light to my daughter, who has
been blind for two years." The
maiden was brought, and after Valen
tine prayed and laid hands on her she
received her sight. Then Asterius
asked that he aud his household might
be baptised, whereat the Emperor,
being enraged, caused all to be im
prisoned and Valentine to be beaten
with clubs. He was beheaded a year
'.ater on February 14, 20.
History, having little to tell con
jerning the man, makes amends by
dwelling at length on the ceremonies
observed on this day. They trace the
origin of these to the Roman Luber
calia, celebrated in February, at
which one practice was to put the
names of women in a box to be drawn
by the men, each being bound to
terve and honor the woman whose
name he had drawn.
XotcI Discovery ot a Comet.
Eclipse photographs taken in Chile
in April, 1893, showed a comet-like
structure in the corona, near the sun's
south pole, but nothing of the kind
could be made out on photographs
taken in Brazil and Africa. With the
idea that faint objects can easily be
found when it is known where to look
for them, however, copies from the
negatives hava been compared aud it
is found that the photographs all
show the object. Its angular distance
from the moon s limb, as photo
graphed from the different stations,
has I'm ally been measured, and the
variations of this distance seem to
prove conclusively that this interest
ing appnrition was really a comet.
Persistency in the proper channel
is certain to be rewarded.
Reading feeds thought, just as food
nourishes the bod v.
Ko matter what calamity befalls
keep a btiff npper lip.
It is far better to keep still than to
promulgate platitudes.
Experience making futures, fruits
of all the past
The fool thinks his death would
eave a hole in the world,
Agitation is the method that plants
the school by the side of the ballot-box.
The more intellect a man has the
more timple he can afford to be.
Rank and riches are chains of gold,
but still chains.
Ardor in love is the great oonquerer
ot female hearts.
Men's follies often cost them more
than their wants.
Keep your troubles to yourself.
When yon tell them yon are taking np
the time of the man who is waiting to
tell his.
An evil intention perverts the best
actions and makes them sins.
Jnst as summer is the outburst of
spring, so worship is tbe outburst of the
divine life in man.
It is never worth while to suggest
doubts in order to show how cleverly
we can answer them.
THE LAST BUCCANEER.
Che winds were yelling, tbe waves were swell-
ing.
The sky was black and dren-.
When the crew with eye of Hams brought th
ship without a name
AJongdide the lost Buccaneer.
'Whence fl'ea vour sloop full sail before so floret
a bale
When all others drive bare en the seas?
Say. enme je from tbe shore of the holy Salva
dor, Or tbm gulf ot the rich Caribbees V
"Stem a shore no search bath fount, from a
Salt no line can &ontid.
ont rudder or needle we steer ;
Above, below, our bark die the aea-fowl and the
shark.
As we fly by tbe last Buccaneer.
'.To-night ihall be Heard on the rocks of Cap
de Verde
A load crash and a louder roar ;
And to-morrow shad the deep, with a heavy
moaning, sweep
The corpses and wreck to the shore."
The stately ship ot Clyde securely now may
ride
In the breath of the citron s&arfes : -And
Severn's towering mast securely now files
fast
Through the sea ot the balmy Trades.
Yrom St. Jago's wealthy port, from Havannah'i
royal fort.
The seaman goes forth without fear;
For since tbst stormy night not a mortal hath
bad sight
- f)f tha flag of the last Buccaneer.
-Lord Uacaalay.
FOOT OF THE SHAFT.
I was paying a visit to one of the
largest coal-mining districts in the
kingdom.
As the friend with whom I was
staying was engaged at business dur
ing tbe day, I was thrown on my
own resources until the evening. One
afternoon I was walking in the Melds
outside the town, smoking a cigar,
and ruminating about things in gen
eral, and the gloomy appearance of
ha whole district in particular.
I leaned against a wooden fence,
and looked about we. On every side
the chimneys, giant scaffoldings, and
mighty .wheels showed the where
abouts of the pit shafts. The grass
was a dull, dirty, grayish green, tbe
air was thick and smoke laden.
There were a number of jerry-built
brick: houses small, mean-looking,
and grimy.
1 was startled from my reverie by
the sound of a gruff voice, saying,
"Eh,-mister, have you eot a match?"
I looked around and saw an old col
lier standing by me, pressing down
the tobacco in a dirty clay pipe, with
an equally dirty finger.
He seemed to be a man of about
sixty years of age, with hair fasj
turning white, and a weary, toil
stained, careworn face. His clothes
were covered with coal dust, aud he
carried in his left nand a basin
wrapped in a handkerchief, which
had evidently contained his dinner.
I handed him my match box, and
he lighted bis pipe in silence, and
commenced to puff it contentedly.
Presently be asked, abruptly,
"Stranger 'ere, sir?'
"Well, yes," I replied. "I am stay
ing in the neighborhood for a week
or two. You are a native, I sup
pose," I added.
"Ay," he answered. "I was bora
close by, and I've worked i' th' pits
tin co I was a babby, 'most."
"Dangerous work it must be some
times." I said.
"Ay, you're right. It is dangerous
work. Th' most risky all occupation,
and one of th' hardest worked and
worst paid. I've 'ad one or two nar
rer escapes myself, and one or two
creepy experiences. There's one of
them will live in my memory as long
u I can remember anything.
"Poor Jack Wood: It's a sad
little tale, sir, as sad as any I ever
read in a book, but it's true, every
word of it.
"Vou see Jack was a lad that I'd
known ever since he was a nipper,
and when he grew to be a man, and
came to work in th' old pit, we was
ncighl ors; and he used to call around
at night, and smoke a pipe wit'.i me.
"At first. I thought it was my
company as he came for, but soon I
found that ho was taken with my
lass Lucy; and she seemed to like
him. He was a tine, straightforward,
steady young chap, and Lucy though
I say it was a pretty a.td as good a
lass as you'd see anywhere; so th' old
woman and me was pleased to find
,hem two taking to one another.
"For a couple of years or so they
went on courtin'. ,-alking out to
gether, and readii' to each other,
and quarrelin' and niakin' it up
aca:n, as voung folks will, till one
night Jack ups and says, 'Father,
I'm wantin' to be married to Lucy
next month. Are you willin',?'
"Well," savs L wiukin' t th' old
woman, and look in' at Lucy, who
was hidin' bcr blushin' face in her
apron, well what does Lucy sav?"
And Lucy didn't say nothin' she
just ran to me and threw her arms
round my neck, and buried her head
on my shoulder and laughed and cried
tl together.
" -Lucy's willin',' said 1, with an
other solemn wink at th' old woman,
and so are we. GoJ bless ye both!'
Jack seized bold of my hand and
shook it like a 'pump-handle, and
Lucy gave me a very sweet and lovin'
kiss; and then she gave th' old wo
man one; and then she went to Jack,
blushin' more than ever, and be got
one ditto, of extra strength. Ah! we
was all very happy that night.
Well, th' time soon passed, until
th day grew near as they'd fixed for
the weddin'. Jack had picked out a
little house, near us, for them to live
In, and he and Lucy had looked after
Ihe furnlshiu and bcautifyiu' of it.
"Two days before th' weddin',
when I went home at night, I found
the whole place in an upset. Th'
misses and Lucy was busy, trvln' on
th' marry in' dress, and hadn't given
no thought to gettin' my tea ready.
However, th' kettle was always nearly
hnilin' on th hob, to It didn't take
'o.ig to make me a pot.
By and by, in comes Jack, and it
was pretty to see Lucy, in her new
white frock, stuck all over with pins
and things, run up to him and kiss
him so lovingly! It brought th' tears
into my eyes then, and It has done
o every time I've thought on it since.
'I remember I was jokin' Jack, a
he went out; tellin' him that he'd
have to stick to his work when he
was married, and not spend all his
Mme kissing and huggin'. .
'Don't bother yourself, father,'
says he; 'Lucy '11 see that I don't get
no more klssin' than is good for me
rter tbe weddin'.' 1
-
The' next day th' day afore the
t.eddln' I went down th' pit as
jsual. All th' day 1 worked hard
plckJ :plckl pick! ' It's not th' ti-
antest work r m' world, sir, )yin on
your oack. stripped to the waist,
chipping out th' coal around you,
piece by piece; as 1 wasn't sorry when
th' time came to knock oil and go
home. 1 put on my shirt and coat,
took up my lantern, and started oil
toward th' shaft. 1 was workin'
nearer to th' shaft than any ot th'
othe men, so I got there some min
utes before anyone else.
"It was about 4 o'clock on a cold,
wet day in November, and was al
ready quite dark, while above ground,
there was a thick log over all. I
looked up th' shaft and could barel f
'stinguish th' top, which seemed tt
ue wrapped in a heavy cloud of mist.
"1 was about to signal lor th' cage
to be let down, when I su ldenly
noticed a dark object lyfcig at th' bot
tom o' the shaft, a few yards away
from me. In th' darkness 1 could not
at once see whether it was a man or
a sheep. I raised my lantern, and
turned my light upon it With a
shudder I saw that it was a man ly
ing huddled up in a heap, face down
wards, in the middle of a pool of
blood, with a great gaping wound in
his head, into which I could have
put my list.
"He lay perfectly still. I opened
the front of his shirt and laid my
band upon his heart, but it bad
ceased to beat. Th' poor chap was
quite dead.
"I turned him over upon his back,
and held the lantern to his face.
Good God! It was Jack!
"Jack my bonnie lassie's lover!
th' bridegroom of to-morrow lying
there, cold, and stark, and stiff!
Jack, whom but a few hours before I
had seen strong, and bright, and
merry, and nowdead.
"Dead th' young and happj
wooeer!. Dead th' joy of my pooi
Lucy's iife!
"I raised him gently, and carried
him to th' side o' the shaft. I then
signaled for th' cage to be lowered,
and, with the aid o' some other men,
who had just come up, 1 lifted hlm
iiro it, and we were drawn up to th'
mouth o' th' pit
"I don't know how I eot him home
and broke the news to his old father.
I seemed to be in a fever. All th'
time I was thinkin' o' my poor lass,
whose life's happiness had been
wrecked, jest as it seemed to be be
giunin' in earnest
"I staggered home, and crept fur
tively into th' hou,e by the back
door, fearin' to meet my Lucy's ga.e,
lest she should see tbe horror in my
eyes.
' I was glad to and that she wa;
not in th' kitchen. 1 called tn' old
woman, and told be.-of it, and she
broke th' news gently as only a
woman can t our little lasi
!?he never s-hed a tear, as far as 1
know. She never complained, and
she went about her work just as oe
fore. But each day she grew paler
and weaker, until, at last do you
sea that little graveyard on tho hillside'-'
Well, that's where my Lucy
lies now.
"They held an inquest on Jack't
body, and it come out in evidence
that be had missed his way in th'
fog (he was not workin' that day,
bein' busy gettin ready for his wed
din') and, as there was no guard
round th' pit mouth, he had stepped
over the edge, and fallen down
down!
"You say there ought to have been
a gard? Ay! but that'd cost brass,
and human lives is cheap nowaday
in merry England." Yankee Blade
HORSEPLAY IN ENGLISH SO
CIETY. Coarse Jokes and Risky Dancing Reing
Indulged In by Smart Girl.
Skirt dancing, high play and tht
perpetration of practical jokes seem
to be the leading amusements of
country-house parties in England, ac
cording to a recent chronicler quoted
by the San Francisco Argonaut. He
says: "November is preeminently
the month for big shoots and tho
country houses are full to overflow
ing just now. In quiet bouses mod
crate hours are kept, gamMing for
heavy stakes is at a discount and a
certain sobriety prevails from sun
rise to sundown. In o'jher houses,
however, the fun waxes fast and furi
ous. Ko dancing is considered Sport'
unless it be of a nature imported
from the Gaity, such as the unforget
table j as de ;uatre. A few smart
giris go so far as to take unto them
selves tbe voluminous skirts of the
serpentine frock and try to imitate
Miss Lettie Lind's dexterities,"
After explaining that the serpentine
akirta are made out of "no less than
100 yards of the very finest Chinese
silk or crepe cut in triangular pieces
to give the appearance of an infinity
of yards," our authority resumes: "It
is regrettable to add that under some
roofs pretty heavy gambling is in
dulged in, and baccarat and nap with
high stakes bave as many women as
men votaries, to say nothing of prac
tical joking of a suspiciously rowdy
sort, such as apple-pie bed-making
booby-trapDine. A certain most dis
tinguished lady amused herself one
whole evening by standing in a gal
lery and throwing pillows on the
men's heads as they passed In and
nut of the smoking-room.''
Infirmity.
Mr. Kornblum now do you tike
"Looking Backward," Miss Wrinkles?
Miss Wrinkles Of course I am aware
that J am cross-eyed, but I am not
accustomed to having my infirmity,
Mr. Kornblum, made the subje t of
conversation by strangers. Truth.
Bis Native Element.
Kitty Tom is down South, thu
winter, and he has just sent me the
loveliest little alligator you ever saw.
Ada How are you going to keep
him? Kitty I don't know, but I've
put him in Florida water until T
bear from Tom. Exchange.
Bad MIm There.
"Father," asked little Tommy, as
he climbed bis father's knee, "did
you ever see an echo?" "Whv, no, my
son," replied the parent "Well.
Willie said his sister went to sec one,
nnd it returned her call." And the
strong man bowed his head tcbid
his emotion. Life
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