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B. F. BOHWEIEB,
THE OONtfriT U TION-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
Editor ud rropn
VOL. XLIi
MIFFUNTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. MARCH 6. 189&.
NO. 12.
WE TWO.
Just we two, love, only we two.
To drink the honey wine of life
And never taste the rue.
To find the sunshine ever fair,
The sky a tender bine.
And rich with Joy the balmy air.
And love forever true.
Just we two, love, only we two.
To let the mad world swing along
Aa it is wont to do.
To see within each other's eyes
The happy thoughts pursue,
1 perfect faith onr paradise.
Each day of love renew.
Just we two, love, only we two.
To make of life a summer bright,
Where storms can never brew,
My heart to be in all the years
A shelter warm for you.
And May sun's drink the April tear
While yet the skies are blue.
Just we two, love, only we two.
No matter if the world forgot
Our world would still be true.
. For love would guard the holy spot.
The oak and not the yew
Protect the sweet forget-me-not.
And love forever woo.
MRS. BLACK'S
PROPOSAL.
"Oh, dearr cried Mr. Coates. furtive
ly mopping his forehead, "whatever
can It mean?"
lie knitted his brow and gazed firs!
at the celling, then at the floor, and.
Anally took out of his pocket and read
for the fifth time the following note
"Dear Mr. Coates I am deeply sen
sible of the honor you have conferred
upon me In asking me to be your wife,
and hasten to say that to nobody could
I so confidently give my hand and
heart. I quite agree with you that we
are both past the nonsensical age, and
shall be happy to conform to your
wishes as regards the absence of undue
ceremony. I f yon are really bent on the
twenty-eighth I will try to manage It.
Yours affectionately,
"MATILDA BLACK,
"Myrtle Cottage."
Mr. Coates buried his face In his
hands and subjected himself to a se
vere metal cross-examination.
What did happen last night aftes
that Innocent little festival? I remem
ber taking Mrs. Black home, but I'H
swear I didn't speak ten words all tho
way. The weather, I know, we touch
ed upon, and I think I made some
slight allusion to the moon. Beyond
that I'll take my oath nothing more
passed most certainly nothing of the
alarming nature Insinuated. Egad,
though, I don't remember the parting
at the gate! It is possible but nol It
Is Impossible preposterous!"
Mr. Coates mused for a few moments,
then he broke out again:
"Of course, I've nothing to saj
against the woman as a woman she's
a nice, decent little body, and If I
wanted a wife I'd as lief pitch on her
as any one. But I don't want to mar
ry. I've knocked along In single bless
edness these forty years come Michael
mas, and have never felt the need of a
wife. Moreover, Martha understands
me like a book, and I doubt If there's
her equal In all Thornbury for cheese
cakes and delicious muffins.'
The mention of his handmaid seem
ed to offer a suggestion to Mr. Coates,
and rinsing the bell, he requested Mar
tha to give him the pleasure of a few
minutes' conversation.
Martha was a Jewel of a cook and
nice housekeeper. She had made It her
special object In life to minister to Mr.
Coates' comfort; It needed but half an
eye to see that she had not been unsuc
cessful. She bad but one complaint
the smallness of the field she worked
In. In her own words, she wanted "a
larger spere to hoperate In."
Martha had long desired to see Mr.
Coates married; and although she
knew her position too well to try to In
struct her master, she had by various
gentle hints conveyed to him her will
Ingness to be under the superintendence
of another.
All these hints had proved unavail
ing, though as Mr. Coates called her to
his study on this particular night, sevr
eral of the aforesaid were presented to
his feverish imagination In their true
significance.
"Take a seat, Martha, please."
Martha dumped herself Into the near
est chair, rubbing her floury hands the
while, and Mr. Coates proceeded In as
off-hand a manner as bo could com
mand: "Let's see; what time did I come
home last night?"
"Why, sir, I should say about ten,
o'clock mebbe a quarter past."
"Ah, to be sure; yon see, my watch,
stopped last night, Martha, and I er i
have reasons for wishing to know the
exact time."
"To be sure, sir."
Mr. Coates nerved himself np for an
other effort.
"By the way, Martha, you didn't no
tice anything extraordinary in my con
duct last night, did you?"
"Extraordinary in your conduct, sir)
So, sir, that I didn't, and the chap as
means to Insinuate "
"Stay, Martha, I didn't say that any,
one lad been insinuating. I merely,
wished to know from your lips that my
conduct last night was Just the same as
on every other night Can you assure
me confidently that such was the case,
Martha?"
"Yes, sir, excepting "
"Excepting what? Speak out, Mar
tha. Don't be afraid."
"Well, sir, yon sane; Just a little bit
not boisterous, sir, nor rowdy like; but
Just low and sweet, sir, as If yon were
afraid of being overheard. In fact, sir.
It was quite a treat to hear yon."
"I sang-, Martha?" echoed Mr. Coates,
in genuine amazement, knowing full
well that he had not done such a thing
la twenty years. "Are jroa quite aur
of that, Martha?"
"Perfectly, sir."
Mr. Coates thought long and deep for
n moment, while his countenance bo
trayed his worst apprehension, ,
"Perhaps yon can tell me what I san
about, Martha the words, I mean.'' 1
"Why, no, sir, I can't say that I re
member the words, but It went osae
tlilug like
'Happy the wooing
That's not long a-doing.'
"What!" gasped Mr. Coatee.
Martha slowly repeated the Ilea)
Mr. Coates groaned !
"Yon you're quite sure of that, Mar
tha?" ha fWhlv antral '
"Perfectly, sir."
That will do, Martha, thank youj
"y K oacx to yonr duties. And,
by the way, I shall not require my tea
till late to-night, as I have Important
Business to attend to."
"But the muffins, sir; they'll be spoil
ed," protested Martha.
"TTnni ttm M,.,lnatM 1 m
n MJW IIMtCII nil
Coates. "I beg yonr pardon, Martha,'
he said, softening; "I mean save the
inunlns. I really am not myself tbl.
evening: I trust you will excuse any
eoemlng- rudeness on my part."
"No offence, sir," replied the nnper
turbed Martha. "But you'll have a
cup o tea, sir, before you go?"
"All right Martha.
And Mr. Coates departed to his dressing-room,
where he made a hasty toilet
descended for his tea. and two mlnutei
tfter was on bis way to Mrs. Black's.
Could Mr. Coates have but stepped
back to his hearth and home, be would
have been shocked at the antics of his
housemaid Martha, who, taking by tho
paws the sleeping Tang, danced blm
round the kitchen on bis hind legs,
worrying him with such queries as: :
"What d'you say to a new mistress.
Tang? Eh? What? Can't you
speak ?"
Although Tang could only bark, ha
seemsd to understand there was some
thing very Interesting In thu wind. i
Cold. damn, and In anvthln but an
amiable frame of mind. Mr. Coates
found himself nt the irate of Mm
Black's cottage. Once within the gate,
however, and walking up the path, he
found his anger suddenly transformed
Into a kind of nervous dread. Several
times he was on the point of retreat
Ing, arguing that the morning wonld do
as well; but his sense of duty prevailed
and rehearsing for the last time tha
speech be had prepared on bis Journey,
be walked np to the door and knocked.
hoping that the lady might be ont His
worst fears were realized.
'Enter," called a soft musical Tolce
from within.
The next moment Mr. Coates found
himself In the little kitchen and parlor
combined, vaguely conscious of rows
of shining pans, a bright fire, and last
but not least a trim figure meeting him
hair way, and drawing him towand the
warmth and light
'Good evening, Mr. Coates," said
Mrs. Black, In accents of genuine pleas
ure; "this Is Indeed a pleasant surprise.
To what must I ascribe the honor of
this timely visit V
Now was Mr. Coates' time to deliver
his carefully prepared speech. But tho
utmost he could do was to gaze about
him In a dazed way as be stammered:
"The note, Mrs. Black. I I called
about the note." '
'Ah, to be sure-ryoa got my note.
then? But really, Mr. Coates, what a
tremendous hurry you are In!" -
"I assure you, ma'am, there Is nq
hurry at alL I was only Joking wbeq
said there was If Indeed I ever did
ay there was. I can easily wait si
months, or a year, rr "
Ten years, Mr. Coates bad almost
said In bis eagerness. But be checked
himself, reflecting that such heartless
Indifference was hardly compatible
with an affianced husband's passion.
The lady smiled sweetly.
"Z am afraid yon say that entirely
out of consideration for myself," she
murmured. "But I won't be selfish;
and, besides, I can manage very well.
MIsj M lines tried me on this afternoon.
and she has promised the dress faith
fully by the 25th."
Mr. Coates fairly gasped at the auda
cious manner In which bis objections
wcr 3 overruled.
However," continued Mrs. Black,
suavely, "business will wait I think.
Mr. Coates. and I'm sure you've had no
tea. You'll have a cup of tea, of
course?"
Tea with this little woman. In a lone
bouse, and in a lone part! Mr. Coates
shuddered at the thought And, be
sides, would It not be a sort of tacit
compliance? He wonld have protest
ed, but his tongue again failed him.
Vacantly he allowed himself to be quar
tered in the old arm-chair, while Mrs.
Black, with a bewitching smile. In
which a shade of triumph might have
been detected, seated herself opposite
and poured the tea.
And here another surprise awaited
the already bewildered Mr. Coates. To
bis right he found a plate literally
stacked with muffins, while at bis left
rose majestically a plate of and bis
eyes sparkled cneesecakes: ilow in
the world did Mrs. Black know of his
fondness for the particular dainties?
He looked at his hostess for an ex
planation. That astute lady, antici
pating his query, murmured something
about studying the wishes of those we
love, and for the first time began to
blush furiously. Mr. Coates wasted no
further time, but fell to.
'As good as Martha's, every bit" be
murmured, as the first cheesecake dls
apeared. "So glad you like them."
More cakes disappeared. The guest
waxed sociable.
"Ueally, Mrs. Black," he exclaimed,
"your cheesecakes excel Martha's.'
Mrs. Black smiled modestly. She
thought It quite superfluous to Inform
him that they were Martha's; that In
fact, they bad preceded bis advent bat
a few minutes.
"All's fair In love and war," she ar
gued; and gazed upon his features with
a scrutiny almost bordering on rude
ness. . It. was now Mrs. Black's turn to ap
pear embarrassed, and she excuse1
herself to clear away the tea-things, i
Mr. Coates' eyes wandered around
the little parlor, and he was obliged to
admit that be bad never come across a
neater or cosier room. Everything was
In perfect harmony, even to the diminu
tive canary In a pink cage, hanging
against the spotless curtains.
Once more bis eyes fell upon Mrs
Black. Singularly enough, now be
came to think of It be discovered many
charming peculiarities, and divers stor
ting qualities, all of which be bad failed
to notice previously.
"Really, be mused, as be watched
the play of her fingers among the cups
and saucers, "she Is a charming crea
ture. I well, I might do a great deal
worse. And now I think of It, I've fell
late! that single life Is apt to be lone
ly. I shouldn't know what to do If
my id Martha were taken, and she
cant lira forera -
flaving bustled about as long as con
venient Mrs. Black returned to th
charge by asking Mr. Coates If be
would like to see cr the dress or at
least a picture of it Mr. Coates, now
prepared for almost anything, readily
acquiesced.
Skipping upstairs she returned wltl
a ladies' Journal.
"Of course," she explained, as sh
rapidly turned over the leaves, "It's not
the usual thing to consult the tha
bridegroom" with a blush "but we'vj
grown so confidential that I fecl'l must
confide In yon. There!" she exclaimed,
.is she found the page, "that's the dress
white, of course, and there'll be a
wreath of orange blossoms passing
around here, and another bunch at tha
throat I hope you like It"
Mr. Coates expressed his admiration
of the dress and bis approbation of her
choice, though he could not for his life
detect tbe difference between tt anj
any of Martha's kitchen gowns. He
was now so Infatuated that he would
probably have proceeded to express ad
miration for the lady of the bouse, had
not the clock begun to strike 12.
"Dear me!" he exclaimed; "I reallj
must be off, Mrs. Black. I had no Idea
bow late It was. How the time has
flown to be sure! You see," he contin
ued, beamingly, "Martha will be wait
big up for me, and I must consider her
feelings In my my new-found happl-
jurs. oiacK neia out ner nana
ted np a becoming blush.
an-i
I " you must go." she murmured,
Mr- Coates took her hand In his and
held It a moment
"I must thank yon before I go," h
said earnestly, "for the pleasant even
ing I have spent In your company. I
I hope we shall spend 'many more to
gether." "I trust so, Mr. Coates. t
Be still held her band.
"Good-night Mrs. .Black," he said
softly.
"Good-night," she replied.
Still he seemed dissatisfied. lit
I lanced toward the street all was dark
and quiet Mrs. Block was visibly em
barrassed. He gave ' another glance
around the parlor. There also perfect
ljulet reigned; It was Impossible that
any one could be spying. Mr. Coates
hesitated no longer, but yielding to his
indden Impulse, he clasped the widow
round the waist and kissed her upon
the noae! and, setting her free, scam
pered down the garden path with oil
the ardor of a schoolboy.
"I've bad tea. Martha." he shouted, a
few mlnntes later, as he bounced into
the kitchen, having run all e -y.
"Don't waat the cheesecakes eat 'em
yourself, or give 'em to the 'first
tramp." '
Not nntil they were married and on
their way to Switzerland for the honey
moon did Mr. Coates muster up cour
age to ask for Information regarding
the manner of bis proposal. At that mo
ment however, a lovely bit of scenery
zlalmed the bride's attention, and Mr.
Coates was too happy to press th
question.
I-nstly Martha, alder and abettor ol
the nefarious scheme, also shares tha
universal contentment for she has at
last acquired a considerably larger, and
also steadily Increasing, sphere In
which to "hoperate." Waverly Mago
dne.
rerpetunl Ice in Virginia.
A was not long ago reported that a
natural Icehouse on a grand scale bad
ben l covered under, singular clrcum-)
stances on the north . side, of Stone
Mountain, six miles from the mouth of
Stony Creek, In Scott County, Vir
ginia. As the story goes. It appears
that one of the old settlers first discov
ered It about 18S0, but owing to the
fact that the land on which It was situ
ated could not be bought be refused to
tell Its whereabouts and would only
take Ice from it In case of sickness. He
died without revealing the secret to
even his own family, and but for a,
party, of seng diggers entering the re
gion It might have remained a secret
for generations, as It Is situated In an
unfrequented part of the mountain.
The ice was only protected from the
rays of the sun by a thick growth of
moss, resembling that seen dangling
from the oaks of Louisiana and Texas.
Its formation was after the fashion of
a coal vein, being a few Inches thick In
some places, while several feet In
others. The formation Indicates that
tt had been spread over the surface In
a liquid state and then congealed. By
what process It freezes or was frozen
Is a matter of conjecture. Some think
that It was formed In the winter and
had been protected since by a dense
growth of moss which covers It while
the more plausible theory is that be
neath the bed la situated a great na
tural laboratory whose function is a
formation of ether, and the process ol
freezing goes steadily on through the
heat as well as the cold. The bed coven
one acre. Brooklyn Eagle.
There Is a good deal of. cheap wit
ibont hugging girls In the waltz, but
is a matter of fact when a man hugs
a woman be does not do It In a crowd.
From an Old Cynic,
The older a man Is when he gets mar
rlcd the sooner ho commences takiuf
his lunch at noon downtown. Atcblsoi
Globe. -
Only Fairly So.
Hardluck So you are prospering a
lost, eh? Sufficiently so to bo able t
keep servants?
Struckltt (on the lookout for thf
fourth within a month) Er no; ont
to Lire them. Buffalo Courier.
. She Learned Differently.
Vicar (severely, to bis cook) Mary,
rou had a soldier to supper last nlgl t
Cook Yes. sir; he's my brother.
Vicar But you told me you bad no
brother.
Cook So I thought sir. until you
preached last Sunday and told us w
were all brothers and sisters. London
nt-Blta.
Something Bnbtfe.
"I've been pondering over a very sin
ruler thing."
"What Is Itr
"How putting' a ring on a woman's
ihird finger should place you under tbaf
woman's thumb." Life. . .
Distance -shows the Coming Woniat
be so unattractive that heaven alone
mows what a near view will be.
CHAPTER XII Contlnoofl.
Oollendon was now, she told herself,
less than nothing to her. Shectuo
meet him on the most perfectly easj
and equal footing, and so far from be
iiifT dazzled by his pcrlections. and
panting lor his notice, she could nou
(oolly rejoico in any opportunity which'
oiTeroi for disconcerting and perplex
inji her childish hero.
She bad hardly hoped to have me.
rith one at her aunt's. Is had been a
urpriso to her when bo had walked
in, and astill greater ono when he had
offered her his r.rm. Oh, what thai
.Ter would onco have meant!
Now, she had risen, as self-possessed
as any woman there, and had rippled
forward across the room, and down the
broad staircase, looking her prettiest,
and smiling her gayest, and laughing
within herself at the merry time she
meant to have of it
For she could see that he was grave
and rather anxious. That meant that
ho would bo suro to stumble on to
(Janeiro s ground presently, and then
and then sho would lead him gaily
on, wily, witchincr Will-o'-the-wisp that
ihn was! until she bad got him fust in
to a quatrmire, hopelessly fast an!
bound, when she would mock bim to
his face, leaving nothing but darkness
bohind
She could, bide her time, eho would
not hurry anyboiy.
Verv dqmurcly passed the first
courses.
Miss Campbell was engaged with bet
loup, her tish, tho pretty llowers on
the table, the heat ol the evening,
the forthcoxing reception at the for
eign embassy, the concert she bad
been to in the afternoon.
Sir Frederick was quietly listening,
and when no essary responding. Sj
far he bad not afforded any sport
Nc r did he by any means seek to en
gross her, as f ho had somehow fancied
he would have done; on the contrary.
ho allowed long intervals to elapse
without siieaklnir at all, and when
these were si ed upon and made use of
Dy t.erauino s garrulous neighbor on
the other side, sne - was provoked to
find how indifferent be soemol to be
towards takinsr un the reins acain.
But one thing ho neglected utterly,
and this, of which he himself seemed
absolutely unconscious, was taken no
tice by her at once -he entirely omit
ted the necessary civilties towards the
lady on his other hand. If addre-sed
by her, he would rouse himself with e
start, as though unaware of the pees
ence of any ono so near, and when ho
had replied to her overture, ho would
drop the subject- At length sho gave
over taking notice of him, and Coral
dine marked this also.
"I wonder, I very much wonder what
be is thinking about?" quote the little
cat to herself at lust.
Now perhaps Bellenden hardly knew
nimseii.
Almost from tho first moment, from
his first sisrht of her on her presenta-
t on day be had been conscious or
new feeling about this lovely girL
Tuere had been a burst of recollection,
of tenderness, and of resolve.
He would renew the old friendship.
make up for the past, and n.ake his
wav in the future.
Then he had been thrown back on
the very threshold of the pretty ca-itle
in tho air, and had lounJ himself shut
out from entering at every point Had
she been ono whit less I eautiful, less
charming, less tantalizing, ho would
have turned his buck and been off,
shrugrinsr his shoulders: but Ceraldine
had played, and was still playing her
part too well, bhe was never quite
cold enough to drive him Irom her.
She never was gentler than when sho
was loveliest, and most sought after.
And. nt times, now and asraln it had so
happened that when with velvet hand
she had dolt the little stab, the wound
which had I con meant to rankle and
fester presantly. and had seen him
turn from h.-r t bite' his lip.'-and flush
with mingled shame and vexation, her
heart had so smote her for the light.
cruel jest, that she had sought him
out, and set to work to undo what had
been dono so humbly and wistfully that
tor i ne moment ne naa almost been
happy enough to believe anything. .
tor he was now in love with Geral
dine. and know it. ' ...
-'it is because 1 know that she is
as good and true as she Is beautiful,"
he would sigh with regret all unavail
ing. ''The woman whom I marry must
be unspoiled by all the folly and heart
lessness of this miserable world of
fashion. What is it to a man that his
wife knows bow to dress, and dine, and
parade herself from house to t.ouse, if
she cares nothing lor him, nor her
home and children, and the things that
good women love? Who wants a fash
iou plate for his dailv companion and
tne motner oi nis little ones i am
!ck cf seeing girl after girl brought
simpering out, ana instructed how to
dance, and chatter, and show o'f her
points, and trot out her accomplish
ments. One is exactly like another.
They all dote on country life, on gar
dening, and riding, and old women's
cottasres, and the next moment it
slips out that there in a dreadful frigh
lest papa should hurrv them home be'
fore the season 7s quite over, aud that
they thought it so cruel of blm to stop1
down in the shires so long at Faster
and Whitsuntide. Not one but would
exchange a country home with glee
for Homburg, or Monte Carlo, or
Brighton, or Scarborough. But I
knew onco a girl different to that, '
Bellenden would say, with animation,
when with some intimate on whom
such revllings had been vented, "I
knew one child - she is a woman now
who, if she be not utterly change 1.'
would make any man, any home happy.
Pshaw! She is not fir me. I should
have but. a poor chance, ' even if i
meant to co jo for one. I tell vou. Anc"
1 don't mean it But the man who wins
her " and the speaker would here
break off abruptly, and . his auditor
wou'd know what to think with toler
able accuracy. . -
Be would tell the next person be
met that Bellenden was bit at last. and
that the pMi fellow was very far gone,
but would give no hint In what direction.-
.
Had . the sneaker been ' present at
Lady Raymond's Thursday dinner
party he would not have needed mucb
of a hint
Bellenden's silence, his abstraction,
the quick glances be cast round from
time to time if his fair partner looked
towards him or moved towards him, the
lingering gare which still hung upon
her lips after she had ceased' to
speak-all meant the same thing.
Be was anxious puzzled, cu -ious, ill at
ease; bat he would not have been any
where but where he waa for the world.
The custom of having flat decora
tions lor the dinner table bad not ob
tained, at the time we write of, and in
front of Geraldine and her partner
large flowering plants formed an ef
fectual screen Irom the eyes of those
opposite.
'I like a lot of Cowers," observed he
once; "these are pretty, aren't theyi"'
"Very pretty. But," amended the
boauty, afraid that her voluble lricna
on the other side was about to strike
in before she could continue, and be
ginning to be a little desirons for one
of those encounters of wits which had
always a certain exhilarating effect
upon her, especially when they left
Bellendei looking blank and per
turbed, "but for my own part I love
the sweeter scented flowers. These
are very ehowy, very handsome; but I
nice " men she cauernt nis eye ana
stopped. '
lio knew what she liked, and she
knew that she was thinking he did so.
M v grandmother had our window-
boxes filled with large ox-eyed daisies
be lore I knew anything about it,' pro
ceeded Geraldine, going on at all haz
ards." "I did feel vexed when I first
saw them. Oh no; it is not that I dis
like daisies, only I wanted to have had
mignonette, and and "
'Yes. 1 think 1 know what i saw
some charming window gardening to
day. The best I have seen yet. '
'nave you any boxes yourself?"
"At ray rooms: on yes. Both my
rooms are full of the scent to-day. It
was delicious just now. 1 know you
would have liked it ." Then he,
oo, stopped, warned by her face,
"indeed! May I ask what the scent
was?" said Geraldine lightly. "I don't
like every scent, you know."
"1 know."
"Then why should I have liked
yojrs? What is it.-1 What have yov
got in yoar Doxes.'"
"Am I to tell you truly?" said he in
rather a low voice. Perhaps I had no
right to say that? I meant no harm "
"Then tell me," and her voice was
ilmost an echo of his. She could not
help it, she told herself afterwards.
"They are full of purole heliotrope,'
he answered, aud turned his face away
from her. .
CHAPTER XIII.
LADY . KAYMONDU STAWBERRY TEA.
Cecil told his ' mother that she hai
managed very b-ialy.
t oor boy, he really had some cause
for complaint, for, as ho did not fa 1 to
point out. in sp to of the dofecion of
Lady Dawlish, Bellenden cculd still
have handed in his sister Ethel, while i
the deserted Mr. Le Masserer would
have been equally, if not still belter
pleased to havo bad the pretty
heiress.
lie did not add that in this case he
would have been satisfied on his own
account, laying a'.l the stress on his
friend's having been separated fro n
his sister; but Lady Hay.i ond under
itood him perfectly, nevertheless.
The poor woman bad not a word tc
say for herself.
Of course she too coull have sees
the better arrangement bad one min
ute's time been given her to think
about it; but how could she, or how
could anyone have been expected to
take in all the bearings ot the case in
the buzz ot a full drawing-room, with
the dinner imminent and a husband
signalling the one thing ol importance,
to which all besides must give way?
She had not enjoyed her own dinner
that she knew; and whether the turbo:
were fresh or stale, or the whitebait
ill or well done, she had not cared an
atom. She had only eyes for two
things, Cecil's unhappy, and Ethel's
discontented laces; and neltherof theta
ought to have cast a stone at her, she
was so truly penitent.
rtiow, Cecil would not have mindec
one half as much had it not been for a
certain increase of spirits on Bellen
den's part, visible after the meal.
Bellenden, usually somewhat grave
and distrait of. late; had on the recent
occasion been almost merry after the
ladies had gone upstairs, and had shone
forth as one of the talkers and enter
tainers of the room. Lord Kuyznond
bad told bis wife afterwards that Sir
Frederick Bellenden had been a great
success; Mr.Le Masserer had expressed
his pleasure at meeting him; they must
have him again. Where bad he dis
appeared to when the gentlemen came
uj to tne drawing-room.'
lie had disappeared, certainly, and
-oh. he had gone to the foreign re
ccption, had ho? With Cecil?
No; Cecil had gone with the Camp
bells l.'ellendeu by himself?
IJ it I ady Kaymonddid not know.anc
Cecil did not tell her, that the further
shadow on the voung man's brow after
that evening was due to another cause
beside that ot the disarranged dinner
table, namely, to what hud transpired
during tho email hours that followed.
Bellenden had aoneared at the em
bassy soon after, he and his grand
mother and cousin had taken ud nosi-
tion near the head of the grand stair
caso.
Tbev had seen him comlntr: and he
had felt a flash of conviction that bv
one at least of the party he had been
expected. Geraldine had expressed
no surprise, ant? on his own suggestion
of an ad otirnment to ono of the rooms
a suggestion wnich exponence bad
taught him to believe would be accept
able under the circumstances the had
obst!n .tely held her ground. It was
too hot to go inside, she had alleged.
and the crowd was too great, and she
was sure granny did better where she
was.
tieraldices eyes, meanwhile, had
been following Bellenden slowly mak
ing his way up the staircase, as though,
impatient of his tardy progress, yet
she had not spoken his name, nor told
nor grandmother or nis proximity.
Be had como straight to them di
rectly it had been ossible.
Still there has been nothing definite.
nothing tangible, nothing that a rival
could take hold of. .Mrs. Campbell
bad received Sir Frederick courteous
ly, but still with something of the
stately dignity lately assumed in his
presence, and Geraldine had merely
honored him with a casual remark or
two, such as might have been maJe to
any one. There .had been no .chatter
ing, -co flirting ho picking u of
threads diopped at the dinner-table.
He would' have told himself he waa a
fool for his uneasiness, had it not been
fo what took p lace presently.
Bellenden bad been with them for
about a quarter of an hour, quietly as
suming his pla.e as one of the party in
a manner he had never done before,
when some acquaintance of the Ray
monds had claimed Cecil's attention,
and had for some minutes completely
diverted it from his cousin. He had
had to tell them how he came to be
there, and how his "people" were not
there, what they were about, where
they were to be met, and where they
were not to be met He had bad to
put some questions on his own account.
The new-comers were great folks whom
he did not often chance to meet peo
ple who seldom frequented fashionable
resorts, but who would te noted wher
ever Been; the sort of acquaintances,
in short, that young Kaymond ap
proved of, and with whom he would
not for the world have cut short an in
terview. For full five minutes he had been
thus completely engrossed, and when
he had looked around at the expiry of
that peri odf neither Bellenden nor his
tousin had been anywhere to be seen.
"They have only gone to hear the
band," Mrs. Campbell had said placid
ly. "I told them that I should remain
here, and that you wou'd take care of
me."
How long the strains of the band had
been heard thereafter he could not
have told. It had seemed ages, and
must really have been during a con
siderable length of time, since airectly
Geraldine had reappeared, it had been
time to go.
Geraldine had seemed hurried and
apologetic, and there had been a good
deal said about the crowds, and the
number of rooms, and the difficulty of
making way through them: but all the
talking had been uoue by her.
Bellenden had said nothing, but haa
stood by with a sort of a smile on his
face, which it had not cheered poor
Cecil's heart to sen.
He had, indeed, left all the excuse
and explanations to his lair companion;
but there bad been that in his air
which had said so plainly as words
could have done, that she was herself
his excuse, and one sufficient for him
or for any man. No wonder the son
spoke sharply and sulkily to the parent
wno had, as it were, opened the way to
so much; lor that Bellenden had by
some means or other; now contrived to
break down the barrier which had ex
isted for so long between him and his
quondam "little friend," ana which
had, up to the present, seemed so im
pregnable, was only too obvious.
Geraldine herself was bitterly indig
nant with herself during the summer
morn which had set in ere the party
quitted the festive halls, and which,
gathering strength and giory, was
blazing forth in its full tide of light
anl life as the weary girl sought in
vain the slumber that had fled her
pillow. She wondered what she had
been thinking of,d reaming of? She had
gone on so well until now. Never un
til this evening bad she really faltered;
scarcely ever had she been tempted to
falter. She had, indeed, been aware
of being ever more constantly on the
look-out for.- him but what of that?
he had hail nothing from her but gay,
mo king words, and sharp, two-edged
jests. Only once or twice, only when
sho had been really too unkind, too
barefaced, had she wheeled about and
murmured the gentle after-word and
c;.st the soft glance which had undone
ihe rest But to-night? To-night
there had been nothing to undo. She
bad tried to be sarcastic, flippant, and
unfeeling, and had failed, and had
failed utterly. For tho future sho
must beware.
And there was yet something fur
ther. Bellenden had offered a box at the
opera, and she had almost accepted it
How should she now escape the con
e juences of such imprudence?
"The only thing will be to make
granny refuse," she ruminated, tossing
hither and th;ther on her fretful, fe
verish couch; "Granny must just say
we have not an evening, or that the
weather is too hot for theaters. I can
show her that I do not care to go, and
that will be enough to make her not
care. Then I can toll Sir Frederick
what she says."
But when it came to telling Sir
Frederick, the message, somehow,
took another form. Granny was very
much o diged.and would like immense
ly to go, and either Tuesday or
Wednesday woull suit her, as they
had no engagements for those even
ings. Now, how was this? Let us hearken
to the preceding dialogue, and judge
to whom the apparent inconsistency is
due.
Granny Well, my dear, Sir Freder
ick is very kiud, and I dare say we
Bhall en 'oy it
Geraldine It is the ono opera that
I have not seen, which i should really
care to see.
Granny I am told it is very good.
Geraldine The Kaymond girls say
it is beautiful. Even Uncle Kaymond
has been to it.
Granny Well, what night shall we
fix?
Geraldine Why, if you really think
of going
Granny My dear, I am ready to go
or not, as you decide. 1 thought you
would certainly wish to go
Geraldine Ye-es.
Granny Do you not . wish it? Ot
course if you do not
Geraldine Oh, but I T I I do.
Granny (smiling) Then let us say
Tuesday or Wednesday, for we ought
to give him a choice ol days, as he may
not be able to get a box for the first.
(TO BE CONTINUED.
Tins better men and women know
each other, the less they say about
;deals. ' '
Tiik only social occasion at which!
married men are allowed to assist, is a
funeral
Mo man never achieved fame by de
pending on the labor of others.
Many a man is compelled to stand
pnnishmoat who never fongbt a prize
fight
. All the world is barren to him who
will not cultivate the fruits it offers.
Gold is a base thing; it to often is the
case that you have to steal, to get it,
and fie to keep it
No young man ought to forget that if
he 'sows wild oate he will have to reap
the crop himself.
The man whose aim is only to make
others laugh is one whom it won't do to
trust; he is as uncertain as a monkey.
It is a very poor family indeed that
does not support at least one drone.
A man with a pint of importance or;
dinarily has a quart on election day.
Electricity ii now used to improve
the nomplexion.
If mankind only took as much pnde
in doing their duty as horses do, bow
slick tilings wonld move along.
Don't allow yourself to be hoodooed
into the belief that life is only a pre
tentions strut
No man would listen to yon talk if he
didn't know it was hk turn next
REV, DB. .TALMAGE.
1HH BBOOKLYR DIVUTK'g bUH
DAY SSBMOS.
Snbjectt 'The Glorious Gospel."
Txxrs MAHrdlng to tha glorious gospel
ot the blessed God, which was committed to
my trust" Z Timothy L, 11.
The (rreateet novelty ot our time is the gos
pel. It is so old that it is new. As potters
and artists are now attempting to fashion
8itoheia and cups and curious ware Ilka
lose of 1900 years ago recently brought up
from boiled Pompeii, and such cups and
pitchers and curious ware are universally
admired, so anyon. who can unshovel tha
real gospel from tha mountains of staff un
der whioh tt has been burled will be able to
present something that will attract the gaze
and admiration and adoption ot all the peo
ple. It is amazing what substitutes have
been presented for what my teort calls "the
glorious gospel." There has been a heml-
spneno apostasy.
There are many poople in this and all c titer
urge assemoiaras who nave no more Idea ol
what the gospel really is than they have of
wnm is ooniBJiea in tne loiirteenth nhantnr
ol Zend-Avesta, the Bible of the Hindoo, the
u copy oi wmon j. ever. saw 1 purcoasea in
Calcutta last Septomber. Tha old gospel
Is fifty feet under, and the work has been
dona by the shovels of those who have been
trying to contrive tha nhilnannhv nf mil
There is no philosophy about It. It is a plain
matter ot Bible statement and ot childlike
faith! Some of the theological sominarieS
have been hotbeds of Infidelity because the
have tried to teach the "philosophy of reli-j
(tion." Bv the time that manv a vound
theological student gets ha! through htt
DreDaratorr eouraa hA in ra fillnri with
doubts about plenary lnsjiectiou. and
tha divinity of Christ, and the questions
ot eternal destiny, that he Is more fit
for the lowest bench in the infant class
of a Sunday-school than to become a fsaohet
and leader of the people. The ablest theo
logical professor is a Christian mother, who
out of her own experience can tell the four-year-old
how beautiful Christ was on earth,
and how beautiful He now is In heaven, ana
how dearly He loves little folks, and then she
kneels down and puts one arm around the
boy, and with her somewhat faded cheelt
against the roseate cheek of the little one
consecrates him for time and eternity to Him
who said, "Suffer them to coma unto Me."
What an awful work Paul made with the D.
D.'s, and the Zi-D.'s, and the P. R. a's,
when h. cleared the decks of tha old gospel
ship by saying, "Not many wise men, not
many noble, are called, but God hath chosen
the weak things ot Jie world to confound the
mighty."
There sits the dear old theologian with his
table plied up with all the great books on In
spiration and exegesis and apologetics for
the Almighty and writing ont nis own elab
orate work on the philosophy of religion, and
his little grandchild coming up to him for a
good night kiss he ascidentaily knocks off
the biggest book from the table, and it falls
on the head of the child, of whom Christ Him
self said, "Out of the mouths ot babes and
sucklings thou hast perfected praise." Ah,
my friends, the Bible wants no apologetics.
The throne of the lost Judgment wants no
apologetics. Eternity wonts no apologetics.
Scientists may toll us that natural light is
the "propagation of undulations in an elastic
medium, and thus s"t in vibratory motion by
tha action of luminous bodies." but
no one knows what gospel light is
until his own blind eyes by the touch
of the Divine Spirit have opened to
see the noonday of pardon and peace. Scien
tists may tell us that natural sound is "tha
effect of an impression made on tha organs
of hearing by an impulse of the air, caused
by a collision of bodies, or by other means,"
but those only know what tho gospel sound
is who have heard the voice of Christ direct
ly, saying: "Thy sins are forgiven theei
Go In peace." The theological dude unrollJ
upon the plush of the exquisitely caired puH
pit a learned discourse showing that the
garden of Eden was an allegory, and Solo
mon's Song a rnther Indelicate love ditty,
and the book of Job a drama in which satan
was the star actor, and that Kenan was three-
auarters right about miracles of Jesus, and
lat the Bible was gradually evoluted and
the best thought of the different agfs, Moses
and David and Taul doing the best they
could under the circumstances, and therefore
to be encouraged. Lord of heaven and
earth, get us out of the London fog of higher
criticism!
The night is dark, and the way is rough,
and we havo a lantern which God has put in
our hau ls, but Instead of employing that
lantern to show ourselves and others the
right way we are discussing lanterns, their
shape, their size, their material, and which is
the better light kerosene, lamp oil or can
dle and while wo discuss it we stand ail
around the lantern, so that we shut out the
light from the multitudes who are stumbling
on the dark mountains of sin and death.
Twelve hundred dead birds were found one
morning around Bartholdl's statue In New !
York Harbor. They ha 1 dashed their ille
out against the lighthouse the night before.
Poor things 1 And the great lighthouse of
ie gospel how many high scaring thinkers
ave beaten all Uiolr religious life out
against it, while it was intended for only one
thing, and that to show all Kntluns the way
Into tue harbor oi God's mercy and to the
orystalline wharves of the heavenly city,
where the Immortals are waiting for ca'w
arrivals. Dead skylarks, when they might
have been flying seraphs.
Here also come, covering np the old gos
pel, some who think they con by law and ex
posure of crimes save the world, and from
Portland. Ms., across to San Pranclsoo, and
back again to New Orleans and Savannah,
many of the mlnisteis have gone Into the de
tective business. Worldly . reform by all
means, but unless It be also gospel reform
it wiUbe dead failure. In New York Its ohiet
work has been to give us a change of bosses.
We had a Demoortalc boss, and now it is to
be a Republican boss, but She quarrel is.
Who shall be the Republican? Politics will
save the cities the same day that satan evan
gelizes perdition.
The glorious gospel of tha blessed God a
spoken ot In my text will have more drawing
power, and when that gospel gets full swing
ft will have a momentum and a power
mightier than that of tha Atlantio Ocean.
When under the force of the September equi
nox it strikes the Highlands of the Navesink.
The meaning ot the word "gospel" Is "good
news," and my text says It is glorious good)
news, and w. must tell It in our churches;
and over our ary goods counters, ana In our
factories, and over our threshing machines,'
and behind our plows, and on our ships'
deeks. and in our parlors, onr nurseries and
kitohens,as though It were glorious good news,
and not with a dismal drawl in our voloe,
ana a aismai look on our laces, as tnougn re
ligion was a rheumatic twinge, or a dyspep
tic pang, or a malarial chill, or an attack of
nervous prostration. With nine "blesseds"
or "happys," Christ began His sermon on
the mount blessed the poor) blessed the
mourner; blessed the meek; blessed tha hun-
Sy; blessed the merclrali blessed the pure;
eased the peacemakers; blessed the perse
cuted; blessed the reviled: blessed, blessed.
blessed; happyr happy, happy. Glorious
good news for the young' as through Christ
they may have their coming years ennobled,
and for a lifetime all the angels of God their
coadjutors, and ail the armies of heaven,
their allies. Glorious good news for the
middle aged as through Christ they may
have their perplex! ties disentangled,and their
courage tallied, and their victory over all
obstacle, and hindrances made forever sure.
Glorious good news for the aged as they may
have the sympathy of Him of whom St. John
wrote, "His head and His hairs were white
like wool, as white aa snow," and the de
fense of the everlasting arms. Glorious good
news for the dying as they may have minis
tering spirits to escort them, and opening
gates to receive them, and a sweep of eternal
glories to encircle them, and the welcome of a
loving God to embosom them.
Oh, my text Is right when it speaks of th.
glorious gospeL It is an Invitation from the
most radiant Being that ever trod the earth
or asoeneM tne neavens, to vou ana me co
some and be made happy, ana then take af
ter that a royal castle for everlasting resi
dence, the angels of God our cup bearers.
The price paid for all ot this on the cliff ol
limestone about as high aa this house, about
even minutes walk from the wall ot Jerusa
lem, where with aa agony that with one
hand tore down the rooks, and with th. other
drew a midnight blackness over the heavens,
our Ziord sec us forever tree. Making no
logy for any one of the million sins of out
not eoaxessuig ail ox tnam, wa eaa pom
1aid our indebtedness, ahU G7d never eoC
, ects a biU twice." Glad am I that all tha
Christian poets have exerted their pen In ex
tolling the m atonies, one ot this gospel,
lsaaa Watts, bow do yon feel concerning
Him? Ana be writes, "I a-n not
ashamed to own my Lord." Newton,
what do you think of this gospel
and ha writes, "Amazing grace, how
swoet the sound!" Cowper, what
io yon think ot Him? And the answer comes.
"There is a fountain filled with blood.'1
Charles Wesley, what do you think of Him?
And he answers, Jesus, lover of my souL"
Horatiua Bonar, wbnt do you think of Him?
And he responds, "I lay my sins on Jesus."
Ray ralmer. what do you think of Him? And
he writes, 'My faith looks up to Tbwe."
Fannie Crosby, what do you think of Him?
And she writes, "Blessed assurance, Jesus is
mine." But I take higher testimony! Solo
mon, what do you think of Him? And the
answer is, "Lily of the valley." Ezekiel,
what do you think of ilim? And the answer
Is, "Plant of.renown." David, what do you
think of Ilim? And the answer is, "My shep
herd.". St. John, what do rou think of Him?
And the .answer Is, "Bright and morning
star." St. Paul, what do you think of Him?
And the answer oomes, "Christ is all in all."
Do you think as well of Him, O man, O wo
man of the blood bought immortal spirit?
les, raui waa ngnt wnen no styiea it -tne
glorious gospeL"
And then as a druggist, T7hlla you are
waiting for him to make up the doctor's
prescription, puts into a bottle so many
grains of this, and so many grains ot that,'
and so many drops of this, and so many
drops of that, and the intermixture taken,
though sour or bitter, restores to health.
So Christ, the Divine Physician, prepares
this trouble of our lifetime, and that disap
pointment, and this persocution, and that
hardship, and that tear, and we must take
the intermixture, sot though it be a bitter
draft. Under the fflvlne prescription it ad
ministers to our restoration and spiritual
health, "all things working tegetlic-r for
God." Glorious gospel!
And then the royal castle into which wa
step out of this life without so much 03 soil
ing our foot with tho upturnel earth of tho
grave. "They shall reign forever." Does
not that mean that you are, if saved, to be
kines and queens, and do not k!n and
queens have castles? But the ono that you
are offered was for thirty-three years an
abandoned castle, though now gloriously In
habited. There is on abandoned royal eartle
at Amber, India. One hundred and" seventy
years ago a king moved out of it never ta
return. But the castle still stands In inde
scribable grandeur, acd you go through
brazen doorway alter brazen doorwaV,
and carved room after carved rooin.
and under embellished ceiling af
ter embellished ceiling, anl through
halls precious eioned Into wider hrjii prec
ious stoned, and on that hill are pavilions
deeply dyed and tasseled and arched, the tire
of colored gardens cooled by the snow of
white architecture; birds In the arabesque so
natural to life that while you cannot hear
their voices you lmagina you see the flutter
of their wings while you are passing; walls
pictured with triumphal proceIon; rooms
that were called "Alcove of Light" and
"Hall of Victory;" marble, white and blaok,
like a mixture of morn and night; alabaster,
and mother of pearl, and lacquer work.
Standing before tt the eye climbs from step
to latticed balcony, and "from latticed bal
cony to oriel, and from oriel to arch, and
from arch to roof, and then descends on lad
der of all colors, and by stairs of perfect
lines to'tropical gardens of pomegranate and
pineapple. Seven stories of resplendent
architecture I But the royal castle provided
for you, if yon will only, take it on the pro
scribed terms, is grander than aU that; and,
though an abandoned castle while Christ was
here, aemenng your redemption, is again oc
cupied by the "chief among ten thousand,"
and some or your own kindred who have
gone up and waiting for you aro leaning
from the balcony. The windows of that
castle look off on the King's gardens where
immortals walk linked in eternal friend
ship, and the banqueting hall of that castlo
has princes and princesses nt the table, and
the wine is "the new wine of the kingdom,''
and the supper is the nrarriage supper of tho
Lamb, and there are fountains Into which no
tear ever fell, and thero is music that trem-
Dies witn no grier, ert l tho light that falls
upon that scene Is never heeloudod, and there
is the kiss of these reunited after long sepa
ration, juore ni?rve win we nave there than
now, or wa would swoon nway under the
raptures. Stronger vision will wa have there
than now, or our eyesight would be blinded
by the brilliance. Stronger ear will we have
there than now, or 'under the roll of that
minstrelsy, and the clapping cf that fcla
matlon, and the boom ol that halleluiah we
ould be defeated.
Glorious gospel! Tou tho'ight re!if-!on
was a stra!tjacket: that it put you on the
limits; that thereafter you must go oowed
down. No, no, no! It to be castellated.
By the oleansing power of the shed blood of
Golgotha set your fa-os toward the shining
pinnacles. Oh, tt does not . matter much
what beoomcs of us here for at the longest
our stay is short if wa can only land thereu
1'ou sea thero are so many I do want to
meet there. Joshua, my favorite prophet,
and John among the evnngslists, anlVaul
among the apostles, ru! Wyciif among tha
martyrs, and Bourdaloua among tho preach,
ers, end Dants among the poets, and
Havelook among tha heroes, and
our loved ones whom we havo S3 much
missed since they left us so many darlings of
the heart, their a!ence sometimes almost
unbearable, and, mentioned In this sentence
last of all becauso I want the thought climac
teric, our blessed Lord, without whom we
oould never reach the old oastle at aiL He
took our place. Ha purchased our ransom.
He wept our woes, lie suffered our stripes.
He died our death. He assured our resurrec
tion. Blessed be His glorious name forever!
Surging to His ear be all the anthems! Facing
Him be all the thrones!
Oh, I want to see It, and I will see It the
day of His coronation. On a throne already.
Methinks the day will come when In some
great hall of eternity all the Nations cf earth
whom He had conquered by His grace will
assemble again to crown Him. Wide and
high and immense and upholstered as with
the sunrise and sunsets of 1C0O years, great
audience room of heaven. Like the leaves
of an Adirondack forest the ransomed muitl-'
tudes, and Christ standing on. a blgh place
surrounded by worshipers and subjects. They
Shall eome out of the farthest past led on by
the prophets; they shall come out of tha
early gospel days led on Dy the apostles; they . ,
hall come out of tho centuries still ahead ot
us led on by champions of the truth, heroes
and heroines yet to be born.
And then from that vastest audience ever
assembled In all the universe there will go up
the shout: "Crown Him! Crown-Him! Crown
Him!" and the Father who long ago prom
ised this His only begotten Son, ''I will give
Thee the heathen for Thine inheritaace and
the uttermost parts of the earth for Thy pos
session," shall set the crown upon the fore
head yet scarred with crucilbuon bramble,
and all the hosts ot heaven, down on tha
levels and up In the galleries, will drop on
their knees, crying: "Hail, King of earth!
King of heaven! King of saints! King of
Beraphsi Thy kingdom is an everlasting
kingdom, and to Thy dominions there shall
be no endl Amen and amen! Amen and
ameni"
Big Lumber Combine.
Tha lumber manufacturers of the East and
Korth and the forest owners ot the same sec
tions met in Boston, Mass., and organized the
Northeastern Lumbermen's Association.
Those present represented over 675,000,000
Invested In forest lands, saw-mills, wood
working manufactories and the manufacture
of lumber geneiaily.
Which is the better man of tlto two
he who never repents, or ho who' is
going to repent to morrow of the fins
he is committing to-cluy.
If all things look blue to yonr eyes
onsnlt an optimist
No man who donbts the worthinew tf
his principles can be biava in the r
defense.
All advances are attendod with dis
advantages. A universal compensation
prevails in all conditions of being and
existence.
It is hard to believe that a sin' will
bite when it comes along vit i gold in
its teeth.
' It must bo m'ghty lonosomo to bo a
' aoawuit for an Heal husband
Nearly any man will sijn any peti
tion, or give a lotter of recommenda
tion to anybody.
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