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NO. 42.
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CHAPTER XV (Continued.)
1 Lnn I l.wt thi otlld " Ull'ld MsrSllcH
Terr deliberately, "on that unlucky event J
lng, and never could nna it; uui
should not the robber have picKeu u up
If ho found It, as he most probably die
In the tent?"
"Yon are a brave man to face mc ns yol
do!" she exclaimed. "Rut I hold you it
my hand. and she cliiirhed it. '"I will
tell you who found it. and where! Youi
sweet, beloved fiancee, when paying ml
a private visit in my room, admiring mf
ball-dress, espied the glitter of that dia
mond among the lace on the body, wheri
It had dropped when you struggled t
stupefy me with your horrible cholorform,'
Me, the woman you have been miikin
love to ten minutes before who wai
ready to give you all she had you busi
midnight thief!"
"Do hot be so positive. Might it no',
have fallen among your lace ns we danced
together, or when I was assisting to lift
"No. no, no," she cried, as if carried ou
of herself, and speaking with immensl
rapidity. "I saw it on your breast wheq
you left me, and Nora, your Nora, told in
you never touched me! It is useless de
nying your guilt. Wnite, the detective,
knows you. lie saw you here, here with
me, before he started to pursue you. 11
was with you at Amsterdam, in l'aris, al
Chanlaire, when you went to your sit-lt
friend, De Meudou. He tracked you, hi
can swear to you. I have paid hundred!
to prove it, and I have you iu my grasp!
She stopped, panting.
Marsden rose slowly, his eyes fixed up
n her. She was frightened by his silence,
his desperate look. She, too, rose; bu
her fury seemed to evaporate.
"What are you going to do, Marsden?"
she said, quivering. "You would not inur
der me?"
He laughed a strange, discordant laugh.
"I am blackguard enough," he said)
"but I would nut hurt a hair of your head.
No! It is useless to contradict your as
sertions. You have me, indeed, in you!
grasp, and there is but one way of es
Ho moved to the door, but she wns too
quick for him. Setting her back against
It, she stretched out her arms to keep hiir
"Yon .hnll not kill yourself! I forbid
you! You nre bad, and base, but you be
long to me you belong to mei -o,
den, you shall not leave me!"
"What Is Ufa to me? asked -uarsaen
with a calm despair. "A dishonoring
shackle! The sooner I am rid of it the
better. I cannot struggle with you. H
you have any pity, let mo go!"
"I will not! 1 cannot! Oh! Marsden,
how I have bated you! You have been
10 unspeakably false. To rob me, that you
might shake me off and marry my rival.
Yet," and her eyes softened as they rested
on his fine face, so rigid in its despair, on
his attitude, grand even In its expressive
abandonment, "with U, I ennnot let you
destroy yourself! If I could hope that
gratitude would awaken anything lik
affection, tenderness!"
"I am not worth saving," interrupted
Marsden, speaking more collectedly. lit
began to calculate chances. "I know I
have done a dastardly deed. I never saw
Its full baseness till I was found out.
He smiled a bitter.cynical smile. "That doe,
not show much of a moral nature to work
opon; but I have so much decency left that
It is torture to be tinder your eye, to hear
your Just reproaches. I do not ask for
mercy. 4f you choose to call a policeman,
do so. You will be in your right. I will
not resist." ,
He folded his arms and stood quite still.
"And do you not know I should tear ray
own heart to pieces if I Injured you ?" she
cried, in a passion of anger and love. "OhI
I can save you! I will save you! if you
promise to give me the love I long for!
Can I not win you by such service as man
never had offered him before? I can
save more than your life."
"I have no love to give!" said Marsden,
In a low tone. "I have done with lore and
friendship: and, however generous yo
may be, how can you silence your de
tective?" "I have bound up his Interest with hii
iiscretion," she said, eagerly, still keep
ing between Marsden and the door.
"I tell you, your bitterest revenge Is to
prevent my escaping life and Its intolera
ble pangs."
"And I tell you, she cried, hardening
again, "that if you kill yourself I will
blazon the story of your felony, your
shame, to the whole world! I will my
self describe to Nora I-'Kstrange your dis
guises, your creeping to and fro to sell
your plunder."
"Silence!." interrupted Marsden, fierce
ly, making a step forward, then recover
ing himself. "It is not probable I can do
anything to atone, to compensate. If 7
can " he broke off.
Mrs. Ruthven paused and clasped he;
hands tightly together.
"If I hold my tongue none need ever
know of your Infamy," she said, slowly.
"It will bo a secret between our two
selves. Ought not that to be an indis
soluble bond of onion? There is not a
breath of susplcon against yon. Waite'f
Interest is distinctly to be silent. If 1
choose to submit to so great a loss, that if
my affair."
"It is a tremendous if," said Marsden.
How am I to repay so huge a debt?"
"By giving me your life," she returned
In quickly resolute tones, "by giving m
your name."
"Do you remember that I am not ouly
In love with Nora, but openly engaged t
"I do, ond breaking with her will ba t
considerable part of your atonement. I
know men tolerably well; you are quite
capable of loving two."
"You are right! My love for Nora is
I cannot speak of it to you it has hith
erto been the most, the only, spiritualized
passion I ever knew; there has been no1
time as yet for It to become incarnate
Now there Is In you an undertone of dev
ilry that always attracted me."
"Will you break with Nora for mj
lake?" demanded Mrs. Ruthven, imperi
us!y. "It could be managed," he returned
tnougntfully, remembering his last inter
view with her. "Be that as it may, I shall
sever marry her nowl"
"And my great sacrifice, will it not
flraw yonr heart to mei" she cried. "Oh!
I have been wild with lore and hate for
you and I feel how madly- foolish and
despicable I am to act as I dot" She
burst into a passionate fit of jobbing.
The light came back to Marsden's eyes.
"You are a woman any man might
lore," he said, "and as you wisely admit
that men can lore two or more (we are
Wtigl Jbroada tbaajwomaa, ao-Bora?
aien), you shall have all the lore left in
me, of my life-long gratitude you may be
Jure. You are making a sorry bargain, I
warn you. I shall never be the same
again, but if you enre to be Mrs. Marsden
af Evesleigh, so be it!"
"Ah! you are simply selling yourself!
And what a price I pay!" m
"No! by heaven! I am grateful, and I
always admired you! Even that night,
when I unclasped your necklace I felt
Inclined to kiss the pretty white throat
that was so velvety soft to my sacrilegious
touch!" ...
"Ana wUy did you not? nad you
brought back consciousness by kisses and
;ontided your dilliculties to me, all would
Save been well!" cried the infatuated wo
aian, throwing herself into his arms.
What could a criminal so respited do
but pay the tribute demanded with liberal
For the moment Marsden wns moved
ind really grateful, though a bitter sense
f being sold into slavery tinged his feel
ings of relief.
'How could you be so fascinated by
Nora L'Estrange?" asked Mrs. Ruthven,
(till leaning against him and looking up
in his face. "She never could under-
itand you as I do, she never could share
four feelings as I can."
"She is whnt she is." said he, shortly,
"and bus been an infinite misfortune to
"I am glad you see it." Mrs. Ruthven
sat down on the sofa and signed to him to
lit beside her. "Can I trust you, Mars
Jen?" looking intently into his face.
"I think so. Dictate your own terms
lettle everything on yourself everything
of mine that is available. I shall never
feel more than a dependent on your char
ity." "You must not say that. You will see
.bat, together, we shall command society."
"Tell me," resumed Marsden, after a
moment's pause, "before we drop this ac
cursed subject forever, how did that de
tective fellow see me?"
"Do you remember an engineer, a Mr.
Colville, calling here and speaking to me
of his having a little girl, who was my
"Yes. Shirley was here."
"That man was Waite. I wanted him
:o see you. I wnnted to test the complete
ness of his disguise by defying Shirley's
-ecognition. Shirley found him for me."
"(Jood God, has Shirley any suspicion?"
"Not the faintest. Do not doubt; I
took every precaution to shield the name
I might possibly bear. I waited, oh, how
impatiently! hoping you would avow your
love and difficulties to me, then I should
have hidden my knowledge even from
you; but when I found you were going to
marry Nora L'Estrange, to expose me to
the contemptuous pity of all your world
nnd mine, I was on the verge of getting
a warrant of committal against you. Mj
relapse saved you. Ay, and saved me.
Does not Nora love you intensely?" with
keen curiosity.
Marsden understood the drift of th
"It would be nnehivalrons to boast,
aid he, with a significant smile.
A look of delight in the Buffering she
hoped to inflict gleimed in Mrs. Kuthven's
large dark eyes.
"I must let you go, dearest," she said.
laying her hand caressingly on his shoul
der, yet he fancied with a toucn ot pro
prietorship. "But you will be sure to re
turn to dinner, and be sure you do not
to to the L'Estrange's. A letter will do
innch better than an interview."
"An Interview? God forbid!" he ex
;laimed, with unmistakable sincerity.
"How pleased Lady Donington wiL
be," said Mrs. Ruthven, meditatively.
"Oh, charmed," returned Marsden,
while he thought how cruel fat had been
in permitting his affectionate interlocutor
to leave Chedworth alive. "I must leave
rou now," he said. "I feel I must b
alone. I am still dizzy and unhinged with
with the sense of your great goodness."
"But you will come back? You will not
So yourself any harm?" anxiously.
"No. I don't think I have pluck
enough left to blow my brains out, or
rather you have given me a fresh rest for
life. You are looking awfully exhausted.
You must lie down and rest."
"Do you care enough for me to wish I
should rest?"
How can you doubt? Good-by for the
present" A little further tribute, and bf I
Bed from her. half mad with rage, de
spair and self-contempt.
His ruling motive for the last few
minutes had been to escape from Mr
Ruthven, to be alone with his crushing
sense of discovery and defeat. He had
been utterly out-wltted, he was at the
mercy of a deeply injured woman a wo
man from whom he shrunk revolted, all
the more because he had injured her.
The force of degradation could no fur
ther go, and he had been such a doubly
damned fool as to believe himself safe!
That he could defy this keen, subtle,
tenacious woman, and hug himself in the
belief that by so base, so shabby a crime,
he could secure an adorable creature like
Nora! He had said truly that failure, de
tection, showed him tbe depth of shams
Into which he had fallen. Had he suc
ceeded, it would not have occurred to him
to repent
Still aglow with the passion Nora had
Inspired, it was torture to give her up;
yet he had so much sense of right left, ot
rather restored, that he felt it would bf
equally torture to meet her eyes, to lieai
her voice, knowing he was a despicable
outcast, from whom, was she bnt aware
of his true character, she would turn with
corn and loathing. Why, if he had mur
dered a man In nng?r, he thought as he
paced his room, or sat with locked doors,
his head buried i his hands, he could
face the world with comparative bold
ness, and yet, how unjust opinon is!
What real harm had he done Mrs. Ruth
ten? Only deprived her of a few bauble
he looked quite as well without He had
not robbed her of any comfort frnces
itv. or of money or lands. Why had he
been so unlucky as to have taken such an
overpowering fancy to a girl like Nora,
unapproachable save by tbe tremendous
sacrifice of marriage? This was realiy
the mainspring of his misfortunes.
As to the future, he shuddered to think
of it Why should he not escape it? As
to his solemn promise to Mrs. Ruthven,
1 that weighed but lightly on his souL
What stayed his hand was partly the ce
moralization which seemed to paralyze
him, but chiefly his dread of being hope
lessly disgraced in Nora's eyes. She had
immense power over him, and he had
said truly, that all of good in him was
linked with, his feelings for her. No! he
might have had resolution to end his
ruined life, had he not felt convinced that
Mrs. Ruthven, furious at being robbed of
her prey, would tell all and make the
worst of all to Nora. No: the one shred
of comfort in the heU he had created for
himself, was to remain unblemished In
Nora's eyes. He wod. affect Jo rejeas
her by noble effort of self-denial, and per
haps she would give him a kind thought
perhaps, when wearied of a monotonous
life with Winton or some other prig, a
regretful thought.
What a Bhain life was altogether! Was
Nora as true, as real, as she seemed?
Yes, now, he would swear, but how long
would her truth last the wear and tear of
the world?
Well, he had escaped detection, and for
Nora's sake, for his sister's, his name's
sake, he had better drift with the tide
which seemed sitting in his favor. His
only way of enduring existence was to
forget there waa a yesterday or a to-morrow.
But dine with that woman, who was
his mistress in the crudest sense, he
could not nt least, to-day. No; io-day
he must be alone; he must be free to swal
low, unchecked, such an amount of bur
gundy, champagne, braudjr, as might
drown the intolerable rage and remorse
that maddened him.
His Incoherent note of excuse, however,
only brought Nemesis opon him, in the
shape fcf Mra.Rutb.ven herself, wrapped
In shawls and turs, who sent op an urgent
message, and sat in her carriage at the
hotel door till her captive joined her. auJ
was taken off in triumph.
(To be continued.)
Lame Increase Shown by tbe Report
of the Inspector General.
The records of the United States
steamboat inspection service, which
during the last nineteen years has been
under the direction of Gen. Dutnont
as Inspector General.show that during
the last fiscal year the number of lives
lost on steam vessels was approximate
ly 3U8. This was an Increase over the
average of the preceding eighteen
year of 12S. This great Increase was
caused by the large loss of life by the
foundering of the steamship Collma,
recently, off the Pacific coast This
makes the average for the last nine
teen years 24T. The highest previous
annual loss was 580 In 1874. The low
est was 133, In 1880. Notwithstanding
the .great increase In the number of
vessels since 1870 over 100 per cent-
there have been but 759 disasters to
steam vessels, with a loss of but 5,057
lives, the number of passengers car
ried per annum having increased from
122,580,130, carried in 1870, to not less
than 650,000,000, carried in 1S02.
The average loss of life under the law
of 1S32 was one person to every 250.1SI
passengers carried, while under the act
of 1871, which greatly Improved the
efficiency of the service, there was
only one life lost In 2.708,333 passen
gers carried, or a reduction In the
number of lives lost of nearly 11 to 1
In proportion to the number of passen
gers carried. The service consists of
about 175 officers and clerks, one su
pervising Inspector general, ten super
vising Inspectors of districts, under
whom are local Inspectors, divided
among the various customs collection
districts of the United States. One of
the most striking Instances of the ben
efits derived from the powers con
ferred upon Inspectors under the law
Is the almost entire absence of intem
perance at tbe present time upon the
part of licensed officers.
An alleged defect In the laws, and
one which has caused much criticism,
is In the local Inspectors' power to In
vestigate the cause of boiler explosions
and casualties to steam vessels, thus
giving tbe Inspectors the right to pass
Judgment upon their own acts. The
present head of the Inspection service.
Gen. Dumont, shares in the opinion of
the opponents of such power, and has,
unsuccessfully however, endeavored
to have the laws amended to correct
the evil. As long ago as 1889 he called
attention In his annual report to the
matter, and suggested a remedy in the
form of a bill, which, however, never
became a law. The bill provided for
a court of Inquiry, to be appointed by
the Secretary of the Treasury, to in
vestigate acta of local inspectors in
granting licenses, etc., such court to
consist of three supervising Inspectors
of other districts than the one In which
the Inspector belongs. It Is very likely
that this matter will again be brought
before Congress at the next session.
No Song, No Supper.
Those men that undertake to train
birds bow to sing the notes of musical
Instruments usually teach their pupils
In classes seven birds to a class, for
Instance. Girls and boys that have
studied under the best of masters, at
the best of schools, have an enviable
time compared with the poor birds,
who are shut up In a dark room to
start with, and are, moreover, half
starred If they are too long in begin
ning their task of imitation. On the
ether hand. If they get on nicely and
are fairly "quick at the uptake," the
light will be gradually admitted and
their hunger will be partly relieved,
to reward their efforts and encourage
them to higher things. As soon as
they come to find that a little light and
food accompany song, in the long run
they learn to sing of their own accord
for these necessities of life. The flute
is the chief Instrument used in these
bird classes.
News in Brief.
The waters of North America are
stocked with 1800 different varieties
of fisb.
A mastodon skeleton unearthed in
Border County, Texas, in August,
1894, had tusks attached to the skull
which were ten feet long.
Remarkable is the case of the seventy-seven-year-old
citizen of Neat
Falls, Wash., who is growing young
again. Hn hair is changing from
white to black, his eye brightens and
his muscles are as limber at an angle
worms. Alderman John Sheehan. of
Buffalo, N. r., saved a Tolack's life,
The Pole, to jrove his gratitude,
offered Sheeban his baby boy as a gift,
explaining that he was poor and had
nothing else. Sheehan declined with
The only dyes impervious to the
bleaching power of the son's rays are
Prussian bine and chrome yellow.
A pair oi horses ran away in Car-
j fmr jjttle cnildren in it. Jnst as every
1 one waa expecting they'd be killed .one
, . . . "., .,. .j u
stopped. Children and horses
" 'JL
were all aaveo.
A copperhead snake seven feet long
was killed in a cigar store in Franklin,
N. J., recently.
Microbes killed a bank clerk lately
who, in counting a pile of bank notes.
moistened his fingers with his Hps.
A Maine physician prescribes for
nervous exhaustion toracod chowder,
and the patient must capture his own
Atlanta, Ga., is the only city In the
United States that has a house con
structed wholly of paper from founda
tion to chimney.
A petrified frog, found In an Elmlra,
N. Y., stone quarry In lSStt was two
feet and eight Inches In length and
weighed over 100 pounds.
Tin Is said to have been discovered
In Huerfano County. Colorado, In bet
ter paying quantities than any other
place In the United States.
B. H. Freeman, of Toomsboro, Ga.,
once kept a moccasin snake, tightly
sealed up In a bottle, for two years
without food or water, "yet it lived and
grew fat"
In 1S92 the cost of the election In En
gland was 958.522, an average of a
little over 4 shillings a vote. In 1S74
each vote cost 14 to 15 shillings, and in
1ST.9 over f 1.
The amount of New England rum
ent from Boston to Africa has decreas
ed In the last two years from 1,025,220
gallons to 501,2(55. The cause of this
decrease Is not given.
The very largest "standplpe" In the
United States is at the corner of Sev
enteenth and Crocker streets, Des
Moines, Iowa. It is 135 feet high and
twenty odd feet ia diameter.
The French Government has pur
chased for the Luxembourg gallery a
landscape, "Summer," by Maurice Cul
len, a native of St John's, Newfound
land. It was exhibited at the Champ
de Mars salon.
The Louvre has recently become the
possessor of a valuable Greek Inscrip
tion found In the neighborhood of Djcr
ach. in Syria. It contains portions of
an ancient law concerning vineyards
and their protection against thieves.
The Italian Naval Committee is said
(o have examined and reported favor
ably upon a new type of armor-clad of
the first class. The plans, by Signor
Hrln, are said to be entirely different
from any existing, either In Italy or
abroad. The chief characteristics are
very high speed and .the submersion of
very nearly the whole body of the ves
sel. The cleaning of men's straw hats,
ays the. New York Mall and Express,
by means of a whirling wheel, soap,
water, brushes and hot Irons, Is spread
ing to all parts of the city, and where
there were only a few places down
town early In the summer they can
aow be found oa most of the busy busi
ness avenues and streets as far nortb
els 125th street
An item of Rubinstein's will set aside
i sum of money the interest of which,
ifter accumulating five years, was to
form a prize for the best piano con
?erto, a condition of the bequest being
that It should be performed for the first
time 1n public by the composer himself.
The first of these competitions will take
place in Berlin this week, the next in
Vienna In 1900, and the third In l'aris
in 1905.
The Secretary 'to the Anstro-Hunga-rian
Chamber of Commerce has In
formed the world nt large that a great
exhibition will be held at Buda-I'esth
aext year in commemoration of the
foundation of the Hungarian kingdom
inder Arpad, 1,000 years ago. The ex
hibition will be on a scale of great mag
ilflcence, organized under the auspices
f Francis Joseph, apostolic king of
1 Waterford Is almost the only town
n Connecticut that, after calling a
iieotlng to vote on taking advantage
f the law for Improving highways,
sas decided against going on with the
work. The meeting was held Wediies
iay and several speeches In favor of
-oad building were made, but the sentl
nent of the meeting was the other way
ind the proposition was voted down
jy an overwhelming majority.
John Norton, who Is 93 years old, has
lived all his life in his house near Com
jounce Lake, Connecticut and, al
mough he has been In sight of both the
Northampton Division of the ConsoII
lated and of the New England Rail
road, never rode In a car of any kind
intil recently. The old gentleman is
sale and hearty, with all of his facul
ties keen and alert and has a good
prospect of living to be 100. He seemed
enjoy his ride very much.
A mortgage was put on recorda gainst
:he First Baptist Church of Cincinnati.
It Is In favor of Rev. C. Lockwood,
who is about to retire from the pasto
rate, and his wife. The church owes
Mr. Lockwood $1,000 salary, and Mrs.
Lockwood the same amount as money
borrowed for some church improve
ments. The mortgage Is to secure these
amounts. This church Is the oldest
jne of the denomination in Cincinnati.
The "agricultural ants" of Sonora,
Mexico, are said to plant fields of
rain and regularly harvest their crops,
jpon which they depend wholly for
?ood. In fact, should the crops fall,
;hey would perish of famlme. On the
ther hand, the cereals that they grow
aave been specialized by cultivation,
like the wheat and other grains of the
Human husbandman, and. It ia stated.
would quickly disappear if the insect
aeglected to attend to them.
It is not generally known that the
roung flat fish have an eye on each
tide of the body, and that It la only in
:he adult stage that the eyes are both
n one side. There has been much dis
russlon among scientific men as to the
mode In which the change tafces place,
trat In the flounder the eye has been
bserved to travel over the ridge of
the head, while In some other fish It
pasaea directly through the soft tisane
sf tbe young fish to the other Wide.
A remarkable coincidence is noted In
fhe family of Mrs. Matilda Craig, who
tlvea near Sand Hill. Ky. She la the
!ldeat child of a family of twelve call-
lren. Her mother waa the youngest
fhlld of a dosep children. Mrs. Craig
1 Is tbe mother of twlTeklMsa. Each
K thee famllM had a pair ot twlna.
waa married on the 3d of May. If aha
lives until the 8d of next May she and ,
her husband will celebrate tneir goiae
Paul Kreuper, of South Bend, Ind.,
retiring township trustee, upon cast
lng up his accounts, found himself
$5,000 short, and, without waiting for
a re-examlnatlon, and nearly crazy
with excitement be notified some of
his bondsmen, and there was the mis
chief to pay. The deputy county audit
or found Kreuper toying with a re
volver and well-nigh distracted, and
the deputy sent him honve and called
In an expert A re-examlnatlon demon
strated that not only was there no
shortage, but a balance was due to Mb
Miss Dora Remsen, daughter of Isaac
P. Remsen, of Jamaica, L. I., was sent
to Bloomlngdnle asylum lost week, a
raving maniac. Miss Remsen was a
stout young woman, and a few months
ago commenced taking a quack flesh
reducer. In a short while the compound
affected her mind. She was removed
to the Amltyvllle hospital, and in a
short while grew worse. She was then
brought to her father's bouse here. A
few days ago Miss Remsen tried to
assault her mother. Then it was de
cided to remove the unfortunate gltf
to Bloomtngdale.
It Is the custom of fishermen all along
the Maine coast to pre-empt certain
watery claims, to which they have no
more real right than any other free-
born American citizens, and the man
who attempts to venture within these
undefined boundaries gets Into trouble.
It makes no difference whether alleged
trespassers find any paraphernalia or
other signs of fishing In the locality or
not It Is related that tbe master of
the sloop Ranger, of Eagle Island, re
cently placed fifty lobster traps off
Sears Island, which Is rather celebrat
ed for its aalmon fishery, and during
the captain's absence twenty or more
of them were utterly destroyed, as a
gentle hint that those waters and the
lobsters therein besportlng belonged
to other parties.
A Cnrions Custom in Alaska.
A fact remarkable to our civilized
women Is the one that Alaska squaws
make their ages public. They wear a
piece of wood or bone In the lower lip,
the size of tbe ornament Indicating the
age of the owner. When a girl mar
ries her lower lip la pierced and a peg
of wood or a piece of bone the size of a
pea inserted. As she grows older this
Is Increased In size until It Is almost
as wide as her chin, and one-fourth of
an Inch high. The result is naturally
most unsightly. . There Is an Interesting
family at Fort Wrangel, which illus
trates perfectly this peculiar custom.
It Includes four generations. A young
giri may be seen sitting at one side
of the one-i-oome.l square house, while
ner mother, grandmother and great-
grandmother are squatted on the earth
en floor near tbe door, offering mats
and baskets to the ship's passengers
who come on shore. There is no dis
figuring ornament on the girl's chin,
but there Is a big one on the Hp of the
great-grandmother. Chicago Tribune.
Odds Against Macedonia.
Turkey has sent to the scene of the
Macedonian outbreak fourteen battal
ions of Infantry, nine squadrons of cav
alry, and nine field batteries to put
down the Christians of that province.
As if the odds were not large enough
against the Macedonians, the Christian
powers, Germany, Austria, Italy and
England, It is reported, have reached
an agreement which agreement is not
to let the Macedonian Christians go too
far In putting down the unspeakable
Turks. It Is astonishing the amount of
consideration these cruel and bestial
orientals receive from the great pow
ers. As they have failed thus far; how
ever, In any scheme to protect the
Armenian Christians there Is no reason
to expect that the Macedonian cry
"come over and help ns" will be an
swered. Chicago Tribune.
Quite Proper.
Surely It is in a measure unkind to
faugh at one who is determined to do
the proper thing! Says Scottish Nights!
A young farmer from the upper ward
of Lanarkshire, who became a bene
dict recently, took his spouse to a Glas
gow theater on their honeymoon trip.
"I see," said the bridegroom, con
sulting one of the large posters dis
played outside the theater before enter
ing, "that there's a guld wheen differ
ent kind o' seats. There's pit and stalls
and dress circle and family circle and
gallery. Which should we hae, Mag
gie?" "Weel, Jamie," replied the buxom
bride, with a becoming blush, "seeln
that we're malrrit noo, maybe It wad
be malr proper to sit in the falm'ly cir
cle." The New' York Is Steady.
The New York, of the American line,
Chough not the fastest, has the best
record for regularity of any of the
Atlantic fleet Her average time has
not varied for years, and she can be
expected almost on tbe minute every
voyage. She has crossed the Atlantic
more times than any other steamer of
her age, and has been more regular
about it The New York made four
teen trips westward, in 1803, with an
average time of 6 days 24 hours and 45
minutes. Her sailing distance was
2,770 miles. In 1893 she made thirteen
trips, eastbound, with an average of 0
days 20 hours and 30 minutes, which
was just one minute faster than her
westbound time that year. In 1894 she
made fifteen tripe, with an average
time of 6 days 20 hours and 24 minutes.
Therefore, In crossing the ocean flfty
leven times In both directions, at all
seasons of the year, her widest varia
tion for two years was only 1 hour
and 21 minutes. London Engineer.
Ha Tha sea la very rough!
She So would you be If you were
crossed aa often. Town Topics.
Two Kinds of Paleness.
"Yon are awfully pale," said Esmer
alda Longcoffln to Birdie McGlnnla.
"Yes, I know I am pale; but my pale.
Dees la natural. It cornea from-dye
pepsla; but you got your paleness bj
the box from th drug atore.' Ian
TUa. .
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The Brooklyn Divine's Sunday
Subject: "Rough Sailing.
Text: "And there were also with Him
other little ships, an1 them arose a great
storm of wind." Mark iv., 36. 37.
Tiberias, Galilee and Oennewirnt were
three names for the same lake. It lay in a
scene of great luxuriance. Thesnrroundin
hills, high, terraced, sloping, gorged, were
so many hnmring gardens of beauty. The
streams tumbled down through rocks of gray
and red limwtone, rd flashing from the
hillside bounded to the sea. Ia tho limn of
our Lord the valleys, headlands and ridges
were covered thickly with vretatlon. and so
great was the variety of climate that the
palm tree of the torrid and th walnut tree
of rigomns elimnte were only a little way
apart. Men in vineyards and olive gardens
were gathering up the riches for the oi!
press. Tho hills and valleys were starred
and crimsoned with flowers, from which
Christ took Histext, and the disciples learned
lessons of patience and trust It seemed as
If God had dashed a wave of beauty on all
the scene nntil It hung dripping from the
rocks, the hills, the oleanders. On the back
of the Lebanon range the glory of theearthly
icene was carried up as if to set it in rangt
With the hills ot heaven.
No other gem ever hnd so exquisite a set
ting as lieautiful Gennesaret. The waters were
clear and sweet and thickly inhahited.tempt
Ing innumerable nets and affording a liveli
hood for great populations. Kethsaidn. Chor
azin and Capernaum stood on the hank roar
ing with wheels of trafllc and flashing with
splendid equipages, and shooting their ves
sels across the lake, bringing merchandise
for Damascus and passing great cargoes of
wealthy product. Pleasure boats of Roman
gentlemen and fishing smacks of the coun
try people, who had come down to cast a net
there, passed each other with nod and shout
and welcome, or side by side swung idly at
the moorin ;. Talace and luxuriant liatb
and vineyard, tower and shadowy arbor,
looking off upon the calm sweet scene as the
evening shadows began to drop, and Her
mon, with its head covered with perpetual
snow, in the glow of the setting sun looked
like a white besrded prophet ready to ascend
in a chariot of Are. I thiuk wo shall have a
quiet night! Not a leaf winks in the air or
ripple disturbs the surface of Gennesaret.
The shadows of the great headlands stalk
olear across the water. The voices of
sveninetide, how drowsily they strike
the ear the splash of the boatman's oar. and
the thumping of the capture! fish on the
boat's bottom, and those Indescribable
sou mis which fill the air at nightfall. You
hasten up the beach of the lake a little way,
and there you find an excitement as of an
embarkation. A flotilla is pushing ont from
the western shore of the lake not a squad
ron with deadly armament, not a clipper to
ply with valuable merchandise, not piratic
vessels with grappling hook to hug to death
whatever they could seize, but a flotilla
laden with messengers of light nnd mercy
and peace. Jesus Is In the front ship. His
friends and ndmirr are in the small boats
following after. Christ, by the rocking of
the boat and the fatteues of the preaching
exercisss of the day. is induced to slumber,
and I see Him In the stern of the boat, with
a pillow perhaps extemporized out of a fish
erman's coat, sound asleep. The breeies of
Ihe lake run their flngersthrongh the locks of
the wornout sleeper, and on its surface there
riselh and falleth the light ship, like a child
on the bosom of its sleeping mother! Calm
night. Ktarry night. Beautiful night. Itnn
np all the sails, and ply all the oars, nnd let
the boats the big boat and the small boats
go gliding over gentle Gennesaret.
The sailors prophesy a change In the
weather. Clomls begin to travel np the sky
and congregate. After awhile, even the
passengers hear the moan of the storm,
which comes on with rapid strides and with
all the terrors of hurricane and darkness.
The boat, caught in the sudden fury .trembles
like a deer at bay amid tho wild clangor of
the hounds. Great patches of foam are
Bung through the air. The loosened sails,
flapping in the wind, crack like pistols. The
small boats poised on the white cliff of the
driven sea tremble like ocean petrels, aad
(hen plunge Into tho trough with torrifla
swoop nntil a wave strikes them with thun
der crack, and overboard go the cordage,
(he tackling and the masts, and the drenched
jlsoiplns rush into the stern of the boat and
jhont amid the hurricane, "Master, earest
Thou not that we perish?" That great per
nnnro lifted his head from the fisherman's
leoat ami walked ont to the prow of
the vessel and looked upon the storm.
On all sides were tho small boats tossing
In helplessness, ami from them came
the cries ot drowning men. By
the flash of lightning I se tho calmness of
the uncovered brow of Jesus and tho spray
of the sea dripping from His beard. He has
two words of command one for tho wind,
the other for the sen. H) looks into the tem
pestuous heavens and He cries "Peace!" and
then He looks down into the infuriate waters
and He says, "Be still!" Tho thunders beat
a retreat. The waves fall flat on their faces.
The extinguished stars rekindle theirtorehoi.
The foam melts. The storm Is dead. And
while the crew are untangling tho cordago
and tho cables and haling out the water
from the hold of the ship the disciples stand
wonder struck, now gazing into the calnj
sky, now gazing into the calm sea,
now gazing Into the calm face of Jesus,
and whispering one to another, "What mam
ner of man is this, that even the winds and
the sea obey HimV"
I learn, first, from this subject that wb.es.
you are going to take a voyage ot any kind
you ought to have Christ in the ship. Tha
fact Is that those boats would all have gone
to the bottom if Christ had not been there.
Now, you are about to voyage out Into some
new enterprise into some new business re
lation. You are going to plan some great
matter of profit. I hope It is so. If you are
content to go along in the treadmill course
and plan nothingnew, you are not fulfilling
your mission. What you can do by the ut
most tension of body, mind and soul that
yon are bound to do. You have no right to
he colonel of a reiiriment if God calls yon to
command an army. You have no right to be
stoker in a steamer if God commands you to
be admiral of the navy. You have no
right to engineer a ferryboat from river bank
to river bank if God commands you to en
gineer a Cunarder from New York to Liver
pool. But whatever enterprise you under
take, and on whatever voyage you start, be
sure to take Christ in the ship. Here are men
largely prospered. The seed of a small en
terprise grew IUIO u wwuuuwiwi mu vtw
ahadnwinff suoocess. Their oup of prosper
ity is running over. Every day sees a com
meroial or a mechanical triumph. Yet they
are not puffed up. They acknowledge the
God who grows the harvests and gives them
all their prosperity. When disaster comes
that destroys others, they are only helped
Into higher experiences. The coldest winds
that ever blew down from snow capped Her
mon and tossed Gennesaret into foam and
agony could sot hurt them. Let the
winds Mow nntil thev eraok their cheeks.
Let the breakers boom all Is well,
Christ Is In the ship. Here are other men,
the prey ot uncertainties. When they suc
ceed, they strut mrougn tne warm in great
vanity and wipe their feet on the sensitive
ness of others. Disaster comes, and they
are utterly down. They are good sailors on
a fair day, when the sky is elear and the sea
is smooth, hut they cannot outride a storm.
After awhile the packet is tossed abeam'a
end. and it seems as it sue must go down
with all the cargo. Push out from the shore
witu lifeboat, long boat, shallow and pin
nace. You cannot save the crew. The storm
twists off the masts. The sea rises up to take
down the vessel. Down she goes! No Christ
to that ship.
I speak of young people whose voyage in
life will be a mingling of sunshine and ot
darkness, of arctic blast and of tropical tor
nado. Yon will have many a long, bright
day of prosperity. The skies elear, the set
smooth. The erew exhtlarant. The boat
stanch will bound merrily over the billows.
Crowd on all the canvas. Heigh, hoi Land
ahead! Bat suppose that sickness pots Its
bitter enn to ronr Hoe; suDDOse thai death
. overshadows your heart; suppose mlsfor
I rone, with some qniok turn of the wheel,
I burls yon backward; suppose that the wave
i ox rruu serves jva Hinn niufiv, auu
' sprit shivered, aad. fca&ajdsjpwspt Into taa
sea, and gangway crowded with piratical dis
asters, and the wave beneath, and the sky
above, and the darkness around are filled
with the clamor of voices of destruction.
Oh, then you will want Christ In the ship!
I learn, in the next place, that people who
follow Christ must not always expect smooth
sailing. When these disciples got into the
small boats, thev said "What a delightful
thing this is! Who would not bo a followet
of Chri3t when he can ride in one or thes..
small boats after the ship In which Jesus is
sailing?" But when the storm camo down
these disciples found out that following
Jesus did not always make smooth sailing.
So you have found out, and so I have found
out. If there are anv people who you won in
think ought to have had a good time in get
ting out of this world, the apostles ouesns
Christ ought to have been the men. Havfl
vou ever noticed how they got out of the
world? St. James lost his head; St. Philip
was hong to death against a pillar; St.
Matthew was struct to rteatn ny a naioer.i;
St. Mark waa dragged to death through the
streets; 8t James the Less hal his brains
dashed ont with a fuller's club; St. Matthias
was stoned to death; St Thomas was struck
through with a spear. John Husa In the
Ire, the Albigenses. the Waldenses, the
Jeotch Covenanters did they always And
smooth sailing? Why go so far?
There is a young man in a store in New
rork who has a hard time to maintain his
Christian character. All the clerks laugh
t him, the employers in that store laugh at
him, and when he loses his patience they
sav, "You are pretty Christian!" Not so
pasv is it for that voung man io iouow
Christ. If the Lord did not help him hour
by hour, he would fail. There are scores of
young men to-day who would be willing to
testify that in following Christ one does not
always find smooth sailing. There is a
Christian girl. In her homo they do not
like Christ She has hard work to get a silent
place In which to shv ner nravers. Father
opposed to religion; mother opposed to re
ligion: brothers and sisters opposed to relii.
Ion. The Christian girl does not always find
It smooth sailing when she trios to follow
Tesus. But be of good heart. As seafarers,
when winds are aead ahead, bv setting the
ship on starboard tack and bracing the yards
make the winds that oppose the course pro
pel the ship forward, so opposing troubles,
through Christ, veering around tho bowsprit
of faith, will waft you to heaven when, if the
winds bad been abaft, they might have
rocked and sung you to sleep, and while
dreaming of the destined port of heaven you
could not have heard the cry of warning and
would have gone crashing into the breakers.
Again, mv subject teaches me that good
people sometimes got very much frightene.1.
From the tone and manner of those disciples
as they rushed into the stern of the vessel
and woke Christ up, you know that they are
fearfully scared. And so It Is now that von
often find good people wildly agitated.
'Oh! savs some Christian man, "the liin-lel
magazines, the bad newspapers, the spirit
ualistic societies, the importation of so many
oreign errors, the cnurch of tiol is going to
he lost, the ship is going to founder! The
ihip is going down!" What are you fright
ened about? An old lion goes into his cav
ern to take a sleep, an I he lies down until
his shaggy mane covers his paws. Mean
while the spiders outside begin to spin we
ovorthe mouth of his cavern nnd say. "That
lion cannot break ont through this web,
and they keep on spinning the gossamer
threads until they get the mouth of the
cavern covered over. "Now, thev say,
"the lion's done, tho lion's done." After
awhile the lion awakes and shakes himself,
and he walks out fro tho cavern, nvr
knowing there were any spiders webs, and
with his voice he sha'ce tho mountain. Let
the infidels nnd the skeptics of this day go
on spinning their web-, spinning their infi
del go-isamer theories, spinning them all
over the placo where Christ seems to be
sleeping. T'ley say "Christ can never
again come out. The work is done. If
can never get through this logical web wo
have been spinning. The day will come
when the Lion of Judah's tribe will rouse
himself and come forth an I shake mightly
tbe Nations. What then all your gossamer
threads? What is a spider's web to an
aroused lion? Do not fret, than, about tho
world's going backward. It is going for
ward. You stand on the banks of the sea when
the tide is rising. The almanac says the
tide is rising, but the wave comes up to a
certain point and then it recedes. "Why,"
you say, "the tide is going back." No. it ia
not. The next wavocomes up a little higher,
and it goes back. Again you say the tide is
going out. And the next time tho wave
comes to a higher point, and then to a higher
point. Notwithstanding all these recessions
at last all the shipping of the world knows it
is high tide. So it is with the cause of Christ
In the world. One year it comes up to one
point, ami we are greatly encouraged. Then
it scorns to go back next year. We say the
tide Is going out. Next year it comes to a
higher point anil falls back, and next year it
comes to a still higher point and falls hack,
but all tho time it is advancing, nntil it shall
be full tide, "and the earth shall l-e full of
tho knowledge of God as tho waters till tho
Again, I learn Trom this subject that Clirit
is Ood and man in tho same person. 1 go
into the back part of that boat, and I looi
on Christ's sleeping face an i see in that face
tho story of sorrow and weariness, and a
deeper shadow comos over His fa-re, and I
think He must be dreaming of the cross that
istocome. As I stand on the hack part of
the boat looking on His face I sny; "Ho Is a
man! He is a man!" But when I see Him
oome to tho prow of the boat, and tho sea
kneels in His presence, and the winds fold
their wings at His command, I say: "Ho is
God! He Is God!" The hand that sot
up the stormy pillars of the universe
wiping away the tears of an or
phan! When I want pity and sympa
thy. I go into the bank part of this bo-it, an I
I look at Him. and I say: "O Lord Jesus,
Thou weary One, Thou suffering One. have
mercy on me!" "Eoee homo!" Behold the
man! But when I want courage for tho con
flict of life, when I want some ono to beat
down my enemies, when I want faith for the
great future, then I come to the front of the
boat and I see Christ standing there in all
n. Omnipotence, ff?T say, vO Christ, Thoi
who couldst hush the storm can hush all m
sorrows, all my temptations, all my lears!''
"Ecce Deus!" Behold the God
I learn also from this subjoct that Christ
can hush the tempest. Some of you, mj
hearers, have a heavy load of troubles.
Some of you have wept until you can weep
no more. Perhaps Go 1 took the sweetest
child out of your house, the ono that asked
the most curious questions, the ono that
hung around you with greatest fondness.
The gravedigger's spade eut down through
yonr bleeding heart. Or perhaps it was the
only one that you had. and your soul has
ever since been like a desolated castle, where
the birds of the nh.ht hoot amid the falling
towers and along the crumbling stairway.
Or perhaps It was an aged mother that was
called away. You used to send for her when
f ou had any kind of trouble. She wai
n your home to welcome your children
Into life, when they died she was there
to pity you. You know that the old
hand will never do any more kinlnesi
for you, and the look ot white hair that you
keep so well in the casket of the locket does
pot look so well as it did on the day when
she moved it back from the wrinkled fore
head under the old fashioned bonnet in the
ehurch in the country. Or perhaps yout
property has gone. Yon said, 'There, I
have so much in bank stock, so much I have
In loads, so much I have in securities.'
Suddenly it is all gone. Alas! for the man
who onoe had plenty of money, but who has
hardly enough now for the morning market
ing. No storm ever swept over Gennesaret like
that whish has gone trampling its thunden
over your quaking souu But you awoke
IvUrisi in mo iu& pari ui iiiw ,ui, uijiuki
"Master, carest Thou not that I perish?" and
unrlst rose up ana quieiea yuu. ,wiuubu'
lng the tempest.
There is one storm into whioh we must at
run. When a man lets go this life to take
hold of the next. I do not care how much
trace he has, he will want it alt What is
(hat out yonder? That is a dying - Christian
pnebad on tha surses of death. Winds tnat
have w rooked magnificent flotillas of poms
and worldlv power oome down on that
Ohristain soul. All the spirits of darkness
(earn to be let loose, for it la their last
(banco. The wailing of kindred seems ta
(lingle with the swirl of the waters, and the
unamoltlia wind and the thunder of the
tk-r. TJeen to deeo. billow to billow, vet no
biimor.no gloom, no terror, no sighing tot
mmiMUm Tbe fact's that trois
Ihe back pirt of the hont a voico sings out,
"When thou passest through tho wntere I
will be with thee." By the flash of tho storm
the dying Christian sees that tho harbor if
only Just ahead. From heavenly castle
voices ot welcome come over the waters.
Peace drops on the angry wave as the storm
lobs Itself to rest like a child falling asleep
mid tears and trouble. Curut hath hushed
the tempest.
4llllH-rH Opinion of Itypcrson-dtlve Fe.
ninlt-9 of Molrit Society.
Says Amber in the Chicago Herald
A man, was once walking alon,; a
country road. The morning was
blithe with dew and bird-song, and
the wav wound by many a musical
brook and Mowing mead, until lost
at last within the embrasure of a
eafy wood.
fe.The man was heavily burdened. It
one hand he carried an iron pot and
a live chicken by the legs, in the
other a stalT, and a cord to which
vas attached a gamesome pun.
.vhortly before enteritis the foresi
the man was overtaken by a buxom
aiaid. For a time they journeyed to
rether in pleasant conver-io. The
aiaid was goinc forth to gather win
tergrecn berries, she said, and for
that purpose she carried a bright tin
pail. Hardly had they entered the
umbrageous shade of the forest be
fore she dropped her pail and la gan
'.o shriek with terror.
'For heaven's sake what is tin
matter?" exclaimed the man, while
the chicken squawked, the puf
frisked and the maid continued her
jiercing cries.
"I fear that you are going to kiS'.
me here in these lonely woods," she
lobbed, "and I cannot help myself."
"You talk nonsense," 'said the
man; "how do yon sup; oe 1 could
kiss you if I wanted to with my hands
o full-"
"Nothing easier," moaned tht
maid, '-All you would have to dc
would be to slick your stair into ihe
ground and fasten the dog to it, then
put your chicken down and turn tho
Iron pot over it to keep it troru run
ning awav. Oh, what shall 1 do,
what shall I do, with nobody nigh to
"Well thought out!'' cried tht
man, and handed the maid the i ail
to hold while he secured the dog,
after which he imprisoned th;
chicken and proceeded to kiss the
ihrieking maid.
The fable is exemplified from day
to day by tho-e people who are al
ways on the alert lor inMiits. Thev
never ride in the car, nor go on a
Journey, nor walk through a crowded
passageway, nor sit in a restaurant,
nor travel in the streets hut what
some one either looks, suggests or
docs something to shock them. True
modesty is n t always on the lookout
for oITense, any more than a homing
(love turns aside to troop with vaga
bond crows. True modesty is not
easily alTrontcd and is slow to think
If a girl is brought up right slu
leeds no champeron to protect her.
Her own dainty d.scrimination, het
Dwn sweet sense of savo:r faire will
carry her the wide world over as tne
May morning carries a bird through
Its aure air or as June carries a rose
In its bright bosom. I do not mean
to say that the pure woui'-u are not
sometimes molested through no fault
ot their own. But such caws are
rare. They form exceptions to the
broad and general rule, if a woman
Is forced to be on the street iate at,
night she need fear little or no annoy
ance if she goes quickly and quietly
jn her way without side glances ol
iistrust and ear. Very lew men
ill speak to a woman who seems un
llarmed and thoroughly about her
business. 1 read in the evening pa
per not long ago of a woman who was
waiting on a crowd-il thoroughfare
tor a delayed cable train. A stranger
who stood beside her remarked rjii
llly: "Tnis is pr.-tty tough waiting
lo long in the cold." The woni.in ap
pealed to a policeman for prouvtioii
from insult. That was fully as had
is the cause of the shrieking maid in
the fable. Any woman who would
De such a fool as to deem herself in.
lulled because a fellow w.iyfarci
umght to condole with her on mutual
Hardships ought to be finally insulted
fith a shotgun. Such a half-wit
would serve her day and generation
Setter dead than living. What are
ivc, anyway, that we should stand
iloof from one another? A company
f raw recruits under marching
jrders to the grave; a flock of sheep
raveling together to a common fold:
I Might of birds winging their war
through mingled sun and shade from
the north to the sout h land. Why
mould we hesitate then, to give
free-ting one to another as we jour
ney on? The world would be an in
finitely sweeter place to tarry if we
move in touch with one another and
ast ceremony to the Winds where It
belongs. 1 have seen hut few people
rvho could carry hauteur and unneces
sary reserve gracefully, and they weie
vax ligures in the museum.
Tho Ituttlc or M-iv Orleans.
Concerning the claim made by a
Sltlzen of Sew Orleans, that Mar-
ihal Moreau of France, and not Gen.
Ia- kson, was the real hero of the fa
mous battle, a correspondent of the
New York Times writes: "It is not
inrprlsing that there is no mention
3f the wonderlul part played by Mor.
jau in the battle of iscw Orleans, for
that great soldier was wounded at
the battle of liresden in August,
181.1, and died on ind of September,
almost exactly fifteen months before
la-kson took command at New Or-
A French medical authority av
erts that death caused by a fall from
t exeat height is absolutely painless.
he mind acts Tory rapidly for a time:
hen unconsciousness ensues.
In England there is one divorce to
577 marriages; in France one to eighty
seven marriages, ana in the city ot
Paris one to thirteen marriages.
A girl named Boyd, inTJrbana, 111.,
has ceven living grandparents, two
grandmothers, two great grandmoth
ers, one grcat-greaUgrandmother, a
grandfather and a great-grandfather.
And the great-grandmother is only
London's Philharmonic Society,
the lost stronghold of the old high
pitch in music, has finally adopted the
Frenoh pitch, the diapason normal.
'A '