>VO L* xxxiv
MRS. J. E ZIMMERMAN.
Fall And Winter Announcement
OF
High=Class Novelty Silks, Dress
(joods And Millinery.
A pohiiively pfterkaa colleetioa of high class staftd. coufiaed exclusivoly
to u«. The first choice of the world's foremost weaves hurried
through the Custom (lounc under old tariff duties, we
can offer you values at prices untouchable by i
any competition, as our orders were all
placed with importers threa
months ago. { ,
SILKS. DRESS GOODS. h
25C — Beautiful Changeable Silks, all 25c All-Wool Novelty; value 40c.
colors; real value 40c. 25c All-Wool SURGES; value 40c.
50C — Extra value in Changeable Silks 25c All-Wool 36-ineli Ladies' Cloth; I
•old everywhere at 65c. value 40c.
69C —Elegant assortment of Figured 39 c All-Wool Novelty; value 50c.
TafTetta Silks, all shades; real value 75c. 50C —WC are showing the largest as
R,I TO.- I% 1 , , ! sortment of All-wool Plain Cloths,
75c— Black Satin Ducness, sold every- , , T
' - . serges, Henriettas an<L Novelty Dress
where for FI.OO. " ' . . _ ... a
: Goods ever shown in Butler; quality sold
T< > j elsewhere at 75c. Remember these £
JALKt I O. styles are exclusively our own; cannot
be seen elsewhere at 75c, to FA, in
The Rothschild Wraps for 1897 are plain aud fancy weaves. We are show
liere in all their superb quality, style ■ ING as fine and exclusive line of pat-
and finish; the perfect fit of these Gar- ; terns as can be found in the largest city
ments is well known to our trade. Note 1 stores. The prices 011 these fine import
the low prices. At #2.98, good quality ed Dress goods 25 per cent less than city
Ladies Beaver Cloth Jacket. prices. •
$5 00, an extr? quality of Boucle and Mil I INERY '
Kersey Jackets, style and figure guaran- IfIILLIIICIII. \
All the new effects in Hats, Feathers, ;
$-J 50 to sf 15 00 —we are showing a line Birds, Ribbons and Flowers. New J
that cannot be matched in the city. shapes, new combinations. This will be I
„ . . , . 1 a ureal Ostrich season. Our Ostrich ' K
Cloth Capes and $2 50 to #ls co. I „ , , «
Goo<ls were all bought prior to the ad- K
J5 00— Boucle Cape, lined through- , vance Velvets also. Come and visit
out, trimmed 'in Thibet down, front J our Millinery Department; it will piy \
round collar; also, tame style in Plush jou. Values always the best, Prices J!
.Cjipes; real value of thess capes, $8 50 . always the lowest. •'
Wa hbull . ®
Dot enumerate the
many classes of goods we
k»vp Come to our Btore, virit everv
department, ask to see our Winter Underwear.
TIOBI- ry. UlaukeU", F.annels, Varus, Ic will coat ,
\ou
And Everything a Bargain.
Mrs. J- E Zimmerman
1
Pi tH- BURTON. *T. H. BURTON. 1
*STYLE.f
Style is Everythiny Nuw-a-doy®
And we are glad that it appertains "to every article in our stock, for correctness >
fltid elegance are sure concomitants to artistic development.
It Costs Vou no More to be In Harmony With Tbe Best Expressed Styles of
The Season, Than to Constitute "A BACK NUMBER," >
By taking anything and everything irresponsible dealers may offer you. This es
tablishment intends always to keep up with the times and you pre sure of that basis
yourse'f if you will trust us to serve you.
T. H. BURTON,
120 SOUTH MAIN ST., BTJTLEB, PA.
J. S. YOUNG,
Tailor, Hatter and Gents Furnishing Goods.
Summer lieat makes UU~ PRNBLEM OF LOOKIN 8 DRESS >' AL,D keeping', eool a hard one
... , , ~. , R -RE economy, comfort and fashion go hand in haud
But we've solved it; and for ol ■" "
_ ~ C • R1 : nobbier in pattern and more stylish in cu
Our summer suits are finer in fabric, K '
, . . ~ R . "vet they're not sweat bath outfits. Th
han "ver before, they fit your curves and _ 1 e
prices may surprise you.
J. S. YOUNG. Tailor.
,0. S. MAIN St., - - - BUTLER, PA
| , A f^ @ A Pleasing Prospect^
/ V " TO FIND THE COAT so satisfactory at
Si 1 ! /wff- u\ the first trial - This ' s the Ulliversal testi "
U / v \ Cli ii/\ mony of our patrons, who are all lovers of
in I v, \yjt X V neat fitting clothes. Without them no man
!' V, Xy A 'i m. looks well dressed.
'■ \\ \ J V-»R\ A COAT VVF.LL MADE is made to fit and
| I V > tf-Ti \i not to set-ju«t-hit-or-miss; an artist well tiwy
j| \ i \ \| take delight in seeing a neat fitting coat.
' A )r»y ml Good material, NOTXL workmanship and good
, J ! | :! \\ fits are the proof that have made our tailor
i ' \\ \JR —PI ing a success. We guarantee THIS and ask
f\ !1 j | ,J 1 -JL you to look at our patterns. Our prifes are
V"! ' A ') //■, cut down to the lowest notch.
!I J > M'\- \ I r C 1/ CP |/ MERCHABT TAILO*.
"■' j r\ i | j 142 N\_MalivS«^^C£Pa.
c? F7 T PAPE & BROS,
JEWLERS.
Our Full Stock Of —"Q
Diamonds, Watches, Rings, PWware, etc., have WRIYED and we cordially invite
ou to call and examine tnkf stock and get prices before buying
elsewhere. We jcail save you money.
OOK 53. 50 watch is the liest in tlie market.
OUR $4.50 watch is the same a# you pay $5.50 and 56.00 elsewhere.
We have about 15, $4 8 day clorks left, will close them out at $2.35.
Our Stock Of —
I adies and Gents filled watches is complete. We can save you from $3, 00 TO I
on these goo<ls. We have the finest line of rings in the country,
Diamond rings from #3.75 to $250. We give our
special attention to watch repairing.
We Handle Nothing But The Celebrated 1847 Rogers' Bros.
PJateware.
122 South Main St.. Butler Pa.
" " THE BUTLER CITIZEN.
Constipation
Causes fully half the sickness In the world. It
retains the digested food too long in the bowels
i and produces biliousness, torpid liver. !adi-
Hood's
gestion, bad taste, coated ■ ■ ■
tongue, sick heailache. In- _ I I
! somnia, etc. Hood's Pills 111 Si
! cure constipation and all Its ™
I results, easily and thoroughly. 25c. AH druggists.
Prepared by C. I. Hood & Co., Lowell. Mass.
'i he onli Pills to Lake with Hood's Sarsaparill*
Till* I* Your Opportunity.
On receipt of ten cents, cash or stamps,
ft generous sample will be mailed of the
most popular Catarrh and Hay Fever Cure
(Ely's Cream Balm) sufficient to demon
strate the great merits of the remedy.
ELY BROTHERS,
56 Warren St , New York City.
i
Bev. John Reid, Jr., of Great Falls, Mont.,
recommended Ely's Cream Balm to ros. I
can emphasize his statement, "It is a posi
tive cure for catarrh if used as directed." —
Rev. Francis W. Poole, Pastor Central Pres.
Church, Helena, Mont.
Ely's Cream Balm is the acknowledged
cure for catarrh and contains no mercury
nor any injurious drag. Price, 50 cents.
RAILROAD TIME TABLES
i\ 15. & L. K. It. It.
Sunday. Oct. leave for Erie at 0:<X)
a. m. and 2:HO p. m.
Arrive from Erie at 10:45 a. m.. and
8:40 p. m., R. R. time.
PITTSBUKG & WESTERN
Railway. Schedule of Pas
senger Trains in effect May i 6,
1597. BUTLER TIME.
' Depart. | Arrive.
.\llf£>u-iiy Accommodation O '!■'» A.M 9 17 A.M
Allegheny "Flyer" s !•"» * 4 >VJL "
New ra.-tlf Accoiiiiihxlatioii 1 55 P.M 17 "
Akron Mail « 1"» A.SI 7 01 P.M
Allegheny Actum mixUtiou lo <*■"» " l'J 1*
Allegheny Ex|uit* 3 115 P.M 4 V> "
Allegheny "Flyer" 3 -
CHICAGO KXPN'IW 3 40 '* 12 IS "
Allegheny Mail 540 M H 44
Allegheny 44 Flyer" 7 o:l 44
Ell wood Accommodation 540 44 7 tKI 44
RHIEIIGO Limits! •"> 4" " 'J 17 A.M
Kane and Bradford Mail 'J A.M "» L\M
rhirioii Accommodation J 15 P.M \ M
Foxliurg AccomnuMlation 710 4 * 8 "
SUNDAY TRAINS.
Allegheny Exprem 8 15 A.M 9 A 1 44
Allegheny Accommodation "• 4<» P.M 4 55 P.M
New Cattle Acc<»mmodatlon H 1"» A.M 7 44
(Chicago Express :J 4<» r.M 4 55 44
Allegheny Accommodation I ! 7 Ott 44
Train* going north at 9:32 a. ni. and 3:15 i>. ni. make
connection at Foxhnrg for points on Allegheny
Valley Ry.
For through ticket* to all iM>int*t in the west, north
west or Houthwrat apply to
A. 11. CROUCH. Agent.
K. B. REYNOLDS, Snp't, Butler, l»a.
Foxburg, Pa. C. W. BASSKTT,
A. G. P. A.. Allegheny, Pa.
PENNSYLVANIA Ri ,L.
WFSTEN PENNSYLVANIA DIVISION.
Schkmjlr is EFFECT MAY 17,1897.
SOUTH. , WEEK DAYS
|A. M A. M. A. M. P. M P. M.
HI TLER Leave «i S"#, » ««» 11 15 2 35 5 05
Saxonhurg Arrive f» 54 X25113k 3 mi 28
Butler Junction.. ,4 I 727 M 4812 02 325 553
Butler Junction...Leavej 7 30 8 48 12 17 3 25 5 53
Natrona Vrrive 7 lift 8 12 25 3 35 f. 02
Tarentum j 7 42 D 02 12 30 3 42 ♦*» i»7
r »o !l 11 12 41 3 52
Claremont * i» 25 1 <*» 4 «m; f«» 27
j 8 (Ml 'J 31 1 09 4 12 ti 32
Allegheny ! 8 271 9 4-3 1 4 25. 6 43
A. M.|A.M P. M.|P. M.jP. M.
SUNDAY TRAINS.—Leave Butler for Alh-gheny
City and principal intermediate (Station* at 7:35 a. m.,
and 5:00 p. iu.
NORTH. , WEEK DAYS
ShanwhurK.. 7 11 9 12 11 37! 3 05 ...
riAremont j 9 19 11 45; 3 13 ....
Springdale .... -M» 11 59 3 :i0; f» .17
Tarentum 7 34j 9 39 12 tws 3 43 «i 4»i
Natrona 7 39 9 43 12 131 3 51 «; 51
Butler Junction.. .arrive 7 4»*.' 9 50 12 23 4 OT> 7
Butler Junctioii leave 7 44# 9501225 4 1" 700
Saxonhurg 8 lOjlU 15 12 41* 4 311! 7 24
BUTLER arrive 8 30 10 38 1 17 5 Of. 7 50
A.M. A.M. P. M.;P. M.jP. M.
SUNDAY TRAINS.—Leave Allegheny fity for But
ler aud prinri|«tl intermediate ntutii»ii* at 7:25 a. m. and
U:.Mi p. m.
WEEK DAYS. FOR THE EAST. WEEK DAYS.
P. M.-A.M.I IP. M P. M.
2JJS 0 25 lv Biri.r.ii arj 1 17
3 25 7 27 ar Butler Junction lv .... 12 25
3*j9o 7 4«> lv Butler Junction ar 8 30 12 08
3 35 j 7 49 ar Free port lv 8 28 12 06
3.39; 7 s;i! •• Allegheny Junction 44 81\12 01
351 B<4 ' 4
409 8 21 44 Paulton (Apollo) 44 7 53 11 32
4 Msl •• Saltr.hur* . 44 730 11
5 «k; 922 '• Blairsvllle 44 7on 1" 4«»
5 15 !) u Blairsville Intersection..." 52010 15
8 50:11 35 Alt.n.na 44 .... 8 <«»
1 no 1 :{ 10 " Ifarri«hurg * 4 3 10
4 3o| ♦; y\ " Philadelphia 44 .... 11 20
P. Mi P. M. A.M. P. M.
On Sunday, train leaving Butler 7:35 a. in., connect#
l<»r Harrishurg, Alt-K.ua aud Pliiliulelphia.
Through trains for the east leave Pittsburg (Union
Station), aw follows:
Atlantic Express, daily 3:: TO A.M
Pennsylvauiii Limited 44 7:15 * 4
Day Express. 44 7:30 44
Main Line Express, * ..8:00 "
Philadelphia Express, ' 4StO P.M
Eastern Express, 44 7:05 44
Fast Line, 44 8:10 44
Philad'a Mail, Sundays only 8:40 A.M
For detailed information, address Thoa. E. Watt, Pass.
Agt. Western District, Corner Fifth Avenue aud Smith
field Street, Pittshurg, Pa.
J B. HUTCHISON, J. R WOOD,
General >|a»agnr. Gen'l Passr. Agent.
! L'
The Place to Bny
GAS COOK
ING AND HEATING STOVES,
GAS BURNERS AND FIX
TURKS, HOSE, BATH TUBS,
F.NAMEL AND
IMPROVE WEISHGACH GAS
vvkv** BURNER.
W. H. O'BRIEN HON'
107 Er.st Jefferson St.
BtL KEEPER S SUPPLIES
- —§UCH AS
Hives. Smokers. Biood Frames. Sections,
Section Boxes, lirood and Surplus Founda-
Tlie best goods at the lowest possible
prices.
James B. Murphy,
Mercer St., we** End itutl . Pa.
Sear K'atoefei/j,tCr cor/ ere.
Practical Horse Shoer
WILL ROBINSON,
Formerly Horse Shoer at the
Wi£k Jlouse has opened busi
ness in a shop in ttie rear of
the Arlington Hotel, where
he will do Horse-Shoeing in
the most approved style.
TRACK AND ROAD HORSES
I A SPECIALTY.
BUTLER, PA., THUWSDAV, OCTOBER 7. l}ss>7
[Copyright, ißg«. by J. B. LlpplncoU Co.]
CHAPTER IU.
Picture to yourself, if the pigments
on your palette are bright enough, a
landscape blazing- with primary colors;
stainless skies of vivid blue, n dazzling
ribbon of white surf, red sandstone
cliffs, and, in the foreground, a field of
cloth of gold embroidered lavishly
with millions of yellow poppies.
Here, 24 hours later, I found the
sanctuary, the home of the Gerards, a
comfortable, red-tiled cottage, encom
passed with broad verandas, lawns,
shrubberies and groves of cypress and
eucalypti.
The faithful Greek, Demetrius. re "
celtea WGT Uty—nrst—impressions of
this remarkable man are worth record
ing. In his physical aspect I could And
no clew to his character, ne stood be
fore me a colossus, impassive and im
pressive, reminding ine, absurdly
enough, of the Matterhorn as I saw it
first from Zermatt. How sharply that
grim peak pricked my fancy! And yet
its profile alone was visible. The love
liness of the lower slopes, the glory of
gorg6 and glacier, the horror of
crevasse and precipice, were shrouded
with shadow, obscured by distance. I
knew from hearsay what lay between
me and the summit; but between the
Greek and me, between experience and
inexperience, was an abyss not lightly
to be bridged.
"Glad to see yon, sir," he said, re
upeetfully. Thecg was no trace of a
foreign accent. "I had my master's
telegram, and your room is prepared."
He led the way to a comfortablo
apartment, simpijt' but admirably fur
nished, and began to unstrap my valise.
"Sit down," I said, abruptly. "I have
something »f importance to tell you."
I briefly recited my adventure with
Burlington. Demetrius listened atten
tively, his lower lip protruding, his
heavy eyelids lowered. When I had
finished he refrained from comment,
but inquired politely as to the state
of his master's health. I shook my
head.
"He is extremely nervous; almost
completely broken <Jown."
The Greek touched his own grizzled
locks.
"Xeither master nor man can stand
It much longer," he said, gloomily.
"Would you like to see Mrs. Gerard?
She is in the parlor."
I washed fa -e and hands, and De
metrius brushed from my clothes the
dust of southern California.
"How long, Demetrius, have you
known Burling toin?"
"Twenty years."
At the name a sinister gleam illu
mined his heavy face. That he hated
the enemy from the bottom of his heart
was plain to be seen.
"How was it," I continued, "that he
c-ntirely escaped suspicion? I did not
like to press the point with Mr. Gerard."
against Chinamen. Mr. Burlington was
editor of the Black Guloh Banner. He
said at the time that tihe murder
couldn't possibly have been committed
by a white man. Wo hanged Fosng, a
peddler of garden-stuff."
"Horrible!"
"An easy death," said Demetrius.
"I'm sorry they didn't hang me. The
life I've led for the last few years is not
worth living."
"It's the life of your choice," I re
plied, bluntly.
He spread out his hands, betraying
for the first time the foreigner, and
"My dauffhttr," ttld Mrg. QerardL
shrugged his massive shoulders.
From these gestures I was at liberty
to infer what I pleased. A curious ap
prehension quickened the action of my
heart. Was I destined to— I dis
missed my fears with an effort, and fol
lowed Demetrius to the threshold of
the parlor. He pulled aside a portiere,
murmured my name, bowed and re
treated.
I was alone with the mistress of the
house.
The contrast between the outward
and visible peace of my surroundings
(I noted many books, a piano, piled high
with music, some valuable mezzo-tints,
chintz draperies, bowls of roses,
cleep-compelling chairs) and the
tumult of my mind made me stammer
like an awkward schoolboy; but the
kindly welcome of Mrs. Gerard soon dis
pelled my embarrassment.# Upon her
gentle face were toe lines of a great
sorrow, but a sorrow so chastened by
time and fortitude as to convey to tho
observer a pleasing rather than a pain
ful impressKun. I soon learned that she
had the nicest appreciation of what
was good—brave deeds, kind words, en
nobling books—aad a lavender-scented
prejudice against evil. No longer a
beautiful woman, she was distinguished
in appaarance; her figure was still
youthful, her carriage erect, her eyes
a limpid blue beneath arching blows,
and her hands, the bands of a gentle
woman, long and slender, the skin soft
as satin and cool to the touch. Upon
the palms of these (this I discovered
were innumerable faint lines,
crossing and recrossing, the symbols of
a thousand cares, and representing
against her family a debt of love which
nothing could extinguish. She wore,
I remember, a dress cunningly fash
jpntd put of gray cloth; the soft neutral
tint emphasized agreeably her per
sonality, suggesting a subtile com
promise between the sunshine and
shadow of her outward and inward
lives.
We exchanged a dozeai phrases, and
then the boy was summoned. To my
grpeted me cavalierly, al
most rudely, and glowered when 4 spftk?
of our future relatione.
"I hato books," he said, frowning.
I laughed. Telemachus blushed,
scenting ridicule. The mother sighed.
"At your age," I replied, "I hated
books myself nud got little good from
theiiv"
lie regarded me at tenth ely, and I re
turned his glance with interest.
"What are you going to do with me,
Mr. Livingston?"
"That depends upon yourself. I'm
under contract to cultivate in you the
three m's—mind, muscles, morals.
We will beg-in to-morrow with the mus
cles. You have, I see, capital legs, but
your arms"—l pinched his biceps —"are
stiU undeveloped. We must spar to
gether, and buy a horizontal bar."
His eye brightened.
"He is very delicate," said Mrs
Gerard, "and so easily tired." _
Tl " boy winced. I liked him
'or tin
"I'll make him as stout as a bull —if,"
I added, "he will sign articles of part
rersliip. We must work together."
"I hope," said his mother, a few min
utes later, when the boy had left the
room, "I hope, Mr. Livingston, you will
be able to make a man of him."
"He doesn't like mc. I'm handicapped
at the start."
"He is hard to pleaee and somewhat
spoiled. I fear," she continued, smiling,
"that you will find us very dull people."
As she spoke a peal of laughter echoed
through the house, a silvery laugh, care
defying. I started and lifted my eye
brows.
"My daughter," said Mrs. Gerard, u
faint blush dyeing her cheeks; "my
daughter Xancy."
A month parsed—a month containing
31 enchanting days.which distilled an
essence so subtile, a perfume so sweet,
that no mortal may profanely analyze
its elements; but my memory, like an
empty phial of attar of rose, attests its
surpassing fragrance. Of course I
was in love. I had looked into the glori
ous eyes of Xancy Gerard and knew
that my hour had come. Being a wise
fool, I capitulated at once, an uncondi
tional surrender.
It is always the unexpected which
baffles our calculations. I had plunged,
as I thought, into a maelstrom of hate;
I found myself in the whirlpool of love.
Miss Xancy graciously accepted my
homage and twanged my heart strings
con brio, evoking surprising harmonies
and discords. She had a pretty trick of
manifesting at once the innocence of a
child and the knowledge of a woman,
a combination which brought me to my
knees in a spirit of humility and adora
tion. George Eliot, describing Catha
rine Arrowpoint, says that she was one
of those satisfactory creatures whose
intercourse has the charm of discovery.
I gratefully borrow this sentence and
epply it to Xancy Gerard. The social
instinct in her was amazingly mature.
Certain hours were devoted to music
and books, and the rest of the day to
the exercise of her nimble tongue. We
were thrown together from the begin
ning. Of course I spent the greater por
tion of my time with my pupil, and Mrs.
daughler uiiflet 3 MVr _J
dinner the dear lady most considerately
dozed, and then our tongues were
loosened. My advent spurred Xancy's
curiosity into a gallop.
"Mother tells me you are an author,"
she said, on the evening of the second
day.
"I write a little for the papers and
magazines."
"How delightful! It seems such a
satisfactory way of making an income.
You jot down your ideas—l'm sure, Mr.
Livingston, you carry a full cargo of
Ideas—and then you send them to an
editor. He writes a flattering letter
and incloses a check."
"Does he?"
"Doesn't he?"
"Xot always."
"Of course one can't always please
everyone, but sooner or later you get
the check; and it seems such an easy
way of making money. Oh, I don't ac
cuse you of writing only for money.
You don't look as if you cared about the
Almighty Dollar. Art, I suppose, is
your god."
"I have no particular god, Miss Ge
raird, but I have a goddess."
She laughed.
"Have you really a goddess?" she
asked, in a tone of the keenest interest,
"Really and truly?"
"Really and truly."
"Tell me about her."
"I will, some day."
"How nice of you to confide in me.
I'm so glad to know it, because —" She
blushed, rosy as .Aurora.
"A fellow-feeling?" I suggested.
"Mot at all. How absurd! Well, if
you must know, because it will be so
much pleasanter for me."
"I don't quite —"
"Yes, you do, too."
"On my honor I do not."
She pouted; such mutinous red lip«;
eu«h dimples —nests of laughing Cu
pids!
"I hat© to make explanations; but—
but the very few young men I have met
have all —"
"You need not finish the sentence,"
said I. "I don't blame the young men,
and I'm sure you didn't like it. \\ e
shall be great friends, I see."
I put out my hand, which she
clasped warmly and unaffectedly.
"I'm so surprised," she said, after a
decent interval, "that you should give
up your writing to teach Mark —what
do you call them? ah, yes—the three
M's. Here you are alone with two
women and a hobbledehoy. Is it wise ?
1 "I'll answer that question when I tell
you about the goddess. At present I
don't know."
Mark and I signed our art icles of i>airt
nership, the former under protest. He
didn't like me; but, recalling my own
youthful antipathies to schoolmasters
and those in authority, I easily forgave
him; and, besides, he had a sister. The
Greek, Demetrius, exercised a most po
tent Influence upon tho lad, an influ
ence, so far as I could judge, for good.
Perhaps it was prejudice on my part,
but I fancied that he avoided me. Cer
tainly he evaded my questions.
"Why," said I, "has Mr. Gerard fo
cussed all his anxiety upon his son?
He has a daughter."
Th® Greek replied, slowly, weighing
his words:
"Mr. Gerard is not alarmed on Miss
Gerard's account."
"Strange, he never even mentioned
har name to me."
Demetrius bowed; his sphinx-like
iii&twres betrayed neither surprise nor
jinnoyance. J could not help admiring
the fellow. Never had I met a bettei
servant, nor one less servile. His dig
nity was quite impressive. After all,
I reflected, if he wished to emphasize
the difference between us, that was his
affair, and not mine. None the his
confounded reticence piqued me con
sumedlv.
Miss Xancy, however, consoled me.
A few days later the curio>itv of the
witch bolted again.
She liked tosit upon the veranda o>er
looking the ocean. On her face was re
flected the placidity of the waters; in
her heart, I knew, was the restlessness
of the tides. Indeed, there was a smack
of the «a!tsea alMnit the girl, of the sea
in all its moods and tenser. Her blood
ebbed and flowed beneath the freslmst
skin; on hor lips, with the glimmer of
teeth white as foam between their
curves, was the many-twinkling smile,
in her eyes an enchanting shimmer.
•One could swear that those same eyes
would flash fiercely in time of storm
and stress, and that the red lips, like
breakers, would curl angrily. I hate a
tepid temperament.
"Mr. Livingston"—how softly the syl
lables of my name dropped from her
mouth! —"which do you prefer, action
or inaction, peace or war?"
"Peace, Miss Xancy, at any price. I
push my little go-cart along the lines
of least resistance."
"1 thought men"—she emphasized
the word —"preferred war."
"Xowadays they leave that to wom
en."
"But the love of fighting, of adven
ture, is natural to man?"
"Strip a man," she cried, with a touch
of scorn, "of the rags we call manners,
take from him the deference which he
pays to the opinion of society, and
what do you find?"
"Sometimes, a beast."
"Ah!" She drew In her breath with
a pretty sigh.
"Sometimes, a god."
"Does lie teach small boys?" she
asked, demurely. "Confess, now, Mr.
Livingston, you are something of a
fraud. Vou ougl>t to be fighting—with
vour pen, I mean; slaying monsters,
iike Hercules; and instead you are—"
"Talking to Omphale. There is time
for everything."
"Tell me" —she spoke coaxingly—
"your true reason for coming here.
Don't attempt to deceive me. i can dis
tinguish truth f.-om falsehood."
"What eyes you must have! How do
you do it?"
"It's very simple. Truth once seen
is never forgot tea i the poor dear, you
remember, wears no clothes —that's why
she lives at the bottom of a well; btit
falsehood is tricked out in the latest
fushion."
"And you have met truth face to
face?"
"I live with my mother."
It was prettily said, but it set me to
thinking; and thought, like falsehood,
has many costumes in her wardrobe.
Where did Miss Xancy learn to talk?
Her mother, sweet, gentle soul, was no
conversationalist; lier father, con
found him, was a money-grabber. The
girl must be still in her teens; but her
shrewdness and wit amazed me.
"Xo man," I observed, "incriminates
himself. The reason of rm presence here
must remain for the present at the
bottom of the well. But beware; I have
found out your besetting sin."
She looked at me defiantly.
"I don't bejieve it."
"A morbid love of excitement."
"Wretch! You have laid your finger
upon a tender spot. Yes, I am fond of
excitement. The deadly dullness of my
life till—till quite lately has driven me
nearly crazy. I have the dramatic in
stinct strong in me. Heaven knows
where I got it, but I can't be rid of it.
And my dramatic instinct tells me that
peaceful house, wn<*re rofr wonrti i*•(•«< i.
expect it; and you, Mr. Livingston, are
mixed up with this mystery. There,
it's out at last."
Poor child, how I pitied her!
"Miss Xancy," I said, earnestly, "the
wise old Greeks had a word which we
translate wrongly bitter-sweet. It
should be sweet-bitter, for the bitter
ness comes last and remains. If you
could realize how sweet and fragrant
your present life is, you would be thank
fully content. This is really fairyland.
Jf vou only knew it, but the beauty of
it will* never come home to you till
you have left it."
"Do you mean," she said, slowly,
"that the gratification of my curiosity
may drive me from Eden? Very well;
I take the hint."
At the end of the month Mrs. Gerard
requested a private interview. Jler face,
I remarked, wore a troubled expres
sion, and she twisted her slender fingers,
a sure sign of nervousness.
"I perceive," she began, softly, "that
you are exploring a new country, Mr.
Livingston. The French call it le pays
du tendre."
I was completely taken aback. lam
not a man who wears his heart upon his
sleeve, and I had taken infinite pains
to keep that unruly organ out of sight.
"Your silence," she continued, "con
firms my fears. Let me entreat you
to turn back lie fore it is too late."
"Turn back!" I ejaculated. "Mrs.
Gerard, this is no walking tour. I am
traveling—by express."
"It is better to walk," she said, coldly.
I could tell by her tone that she was
provoked.
"It is better to craw l," I replied; "but
when a man is traveling sixty miles an
hour it is dangerous to leave the train."
"But you must leave the train —at
once."
"And break my neck—my heart, I
mean."
"Hearts do not break," she mur
mured; "at least, not the hearts of
men."
"Mrs. Gerard, you are cruel. Have
you anything against me?"
"No, no; but Nancy is not, as—as
you think, the daughter of Mr. Gerard.
"You. Mr. LiTingston. nro mixed up la thl*
mystery.'*
Her father" —the last words were al
most inaudible —"is Edgar Burling
ton."
I must have been blind not to have
discovered this fact for myself. How
much it accounted for, physically and
intellectually! From him she inherited
those brilliant eyes; from him, the
power of speech, the torrens dicendi
copla. And what else?
I took the hand of the poor lady be
tide me, und kissed it.
"I love her," I whispered. "For her
self, first, and, secondly, because she is
your daughter."
"Xancy," said Mrs. Gerard, in frozen
tones, "can never marry. I have given
her an education that is given to few
I girls. She has abundant material for
happiness outride of marriage, which at
befit is to often, a failure. Her books.
nor music, her absorbing interest in
humanity, these must fill her lifr."
"Why? Why?"
"Her father." The fear stamped upon
her fare twisted my heartstrings; but
there was a quality in it conspicuously
absent from the terror of Mark Gerard.
This was no coward sentiment. The
awful dread was not for self, but for
others. "Her father, as you Know, is a
dangerous madman; the taint of in
sanity is in poor Nancy's veins."
"I don't care a rap," I answered. "I
love her."
"Mr. Livingston, do you force me to
tell the truth to Nancy?"
"You could not be so cruel; and, be
sides, I —l have no reason to suppose
that she returns my love. I have taken
no advantage of my position. I have —"
"You must leave the cottage to-mor
row."
"Leave?" I stammered. The word
stuck in my throat.
We were sitting in the parlor. Mrs.
Gerard, feeling that further conversa
tion was intolerable, rose from her
chair and walked slowly from tbe room.
Through the window I caught a glimpse
of her graceful figure as she pace*! down
the garden path. Was Xancy destined
to flit from my life in some such üb
rupt fashion? Xot while I, Hugo Liv
ingston, had life and limbs to pursue.
I waited a couple of minutes, clicking
her at the end of the walk, where a flight
of steps led to the sands. She stood
shading her eyes from the sotting sun,
her glance straying southward. I
noted, in the mid-distance, a man walk
ing rapidly, probably Demetrius, for
he was tall and well proportioned.
Strangers frequently passed the house
(the sands at low tide were >1 public
highway); and I wondered vaguely
what possible interest this pedestrian
challenged. Mrs. Gerard ignored me
entirely. She stared intently at the ap
proaching man.
I touched her arm.
"Mrs. Gerard, I pity you profoundly;
but if I am willing to t;ike the chances,
if —*'
"Ilush!" she cried, wildly. "In the
name of Heaven, who is that?"
She pointed dramatically at t.he figure
striding swiftly along the sands.
"Some st ranger," I murmured. "Mrs.
Gerard, you are overwrought; let me
take you back to the house."
"It is he," she said, trembling. "It is
Edgar Burlington. He has found me at
last."
[TO DE COXTIXUED.J
Lore on thr \\ heel.
"How did you find out that Charley
ored you, Clara?"
"I took a tumble when we were out
bicycle riding."—Detroit Free Press.
i'nlpHblv Fnlsr,
"I have been told," said she, as they
eat in a shady corner of the porch, "that
you have rather a grasping disposi
tion."
.'ou don't believe it, do you?"
"Dear me, no. I have never seen you
exhibit the least sign of catching on."
—lndianapolis Journal.
A Dit of Experience.
First- Charity Visitor—They cant be'
so very poor.
Second Charity Visitor —What makes
you think so?
First Charity Visitor—Why, they
only keep three dogs.—Somerville Jour
nal.
Between the Aetn.
She (who has seeu the play before) —
His great scene is in the next act. He
feels remorse for having killed the old
man —
having killed the rest of the oasit—
Puck.
How It Look* to Him.
"Come up to my house to-morrow
night," said Ilenpecque. "I'm going to
celebrate my golden wedding."
"Golden wedding! Why, man, you've
only been married three years."
"I know it; but it seems like 50; so
everything is all right."—Tit-Hits.
A Time Killer.
Blinks —Summering in Loneliville,
eh? I don't eee what you do there to
pass the time.
Jinks —Oh, time passes quickly
enough when I think of the board I am
—X. Y. Weekly.
Xo Exception.
Wife —It does seem hard when a wom
an marries she has to take her husband's
name.
Husband —Well, she takes everythfng
'else he's got, why leave that out?—
Judy.
A Mistake Somewhere.
Bobby (puzzled)—l thought God
made everybody?
Sunday School Teacher- —Why, he did,
Bobby.
Bobby—Well, anyway, pa calls sis a
"tailor-made" girl.—N. Y. Journal.
Extract*.
"I love the scent of new-mown hay,"
He murmured to a girl one day;
But she, without a thought of Jest,
Said "Kusslan Violet suits me best."
—Detroit 1- ree Press.
ELECTRICALLY SPEAKING.
"John, doesn't my bathing suit elec
trify you?"
"Yes; shocks ne, in fact."—N. Y.
Herald.
A Solution.
This simple rule solves woman's whims-
Forget it now you mustn't;
The things she hasn't sot she wants.
And those she has she doesn't.
—Puck.
Serlou*.
8he —Good gracious, George! run for
the doctor. Baby has swallowed your
latchkey.
He —That's bad. It might cause lock
jaw.—Up-to-Date.
Why She Loves the Sea.
Dora —Why does Miss Yellowleaf
>vant to go to wawllof a sudden?
Cora —She read that the captains of
the transatlantic liDers made about 20
knots an hour.—'TownTopics.
A Counter Irrltmn,
"Were those cough drops beneficial?"
"They worked like a charm. They
have such a horrible taste that the chil
dren have all stopped coughing."—Bos
ton Traveler.
Tlie Whole Thin ic.
Mrs. Johnson —What palit cb de fowl
does yo' laik l>es', pah son?
Parson Mokely—l nebbah has my
chicken cut up in pahts, Mrs. John
sing.- -Judpe.
Too Mnrh of n Good Thin if.
"I can't see why you object to young
i Softy. I'm .tire he is constant."
j "Worse than that. He's perpetual."
—N. Y. Truth.
DlHrrrnrr In Durability.
"It isn't ut all safe to judge by ap
pearances," said the restless boy's fa
ther. |
"Yes,** replied the mother, "people
ure very deceptive." I
"And so nre inanimate objects. You'd ,
never think, merely judging' from ex- 1
ternal indications, that the heavy pair
of shoes I bought that boy was only
poing to wear for six weeks, while fcis
fragile-looking Latin grammar will last
him a lifetime."—Washington Star.
Frlradi.
"I suppose you got to be good friends
with everybody on shipboard, going I
over?"
"Xo —"
There was in her voice a thrill of re- ;
gret; regret
" —that resembles sorrow.
As the mist resembles rain."
"Xo," she answered, thus: "I trav
eled with my husband."—Detroit Jour
nal.
The Wise Ylriftnia. Jj
Their lamps are trimmed and burning.
And so, of course, it ought
To be supposed with safety that
Their curling-tongs are hot. I
—>&. T. Truth.
WHY THEY DON'T SPEAK.
t
Mabel—Jack asked me to go to the
opera with him. t
Maud —That's strange. He asked me, g
too.
Mabel—Yes, I told him I would not
go without a chaperon.—St. Louis Re
public.
Easy.
"Where had the knight the stomachacheT" a
"The answer is easy quite.
He had It—there Is no mistake—
In the middle of the knight."
—Chicago Tribune. *
Down with a Crash.
Young Novelist—Ah, sir, I am highly
flattered to hear that you take my book fc
to bed with you and read it there.
Old Scrumpy—Yes, I've been troubled g
with insomnia for a long time, and I
find one of your pages much better than
any medicine the doctor can give me.— m
Cleveland Leader.
A Jut Claim.
"Miss Grabbs declares her g-irl friends lj
can't deny that her attachment to that li
gentleman with a title was a case of -w
love at first Right,"
"That's very true," replied Miss Cay- g
enne. "She saw him first,"—Washing- I
ton Star.
Not His Faalt.
Wife—You told ine that we would go a
to the seashore every season after we
were married.
Husband —lAnd I would have kept my a
promise at any cost had your father g
known enough not to fail. Detroit
Free Press.
A Royal Iloyalty.
—Tf von could own anv copy
choosc —the most iraccesefu] play or tflo
most successful novel?
Spacer—Neither. I'd choose the moth
er-in-law joke.—Brooklyn Life.
Offered a Bargala.
"Do you think it's true that every
man has his price?" asked the heiress.
"I'm sure I don't know," he answered
thoughtfully, "but if you want a bar
gain you needn't look any farther."—
Chicago Post.
Fact ami Fancy.
Pretty Young Wife —Oh, my dear,
this new hat is a dream—a perfect
dream!
Practical nusband—l wish to good- k
nesa that this bill which came with It
was also a dream! —Tit-Hits.
Forgot Himself. '
"Our iceman must be very absent
minded."
"Has he failed to send in a bill?"
"Xo; but this morning he left us a q
lump of ice as big as a hailstone.
Chicago Record.
Uicoaratemeot.
Cholly—And old Cashburner sent you
those diamonds? There's no fool like
an old fool, is there ? t
Miss Frontrow—Xo. But you're not
getting any younger, Cholly.—X. Y. ±
World. J
Thrifty.
"Why does the doctor always go to
Mrs. Fidget's as hard as he can drive? c
"Because she is liable to get well be- j
fore he g£ts there and that lessens hi*
bill."—Detroit Free Tress. t
Wonderful ProgrfM.
Tom—De Ranter Longshanks, the
actor, is making wonderful strides in ]
his profession. «
Dick—Yes, his friends say he can i
cover six ties at a stride.—Up-to-Date.
Aa I «nal.
Spirit—ls my wife inside?
St. Peter —Y'es. You will find her
waiting for you at the head of the
stairs. —X. Y. Truth. '
A Soggntloo.
Mabel—l never know how to take
Jack. '
Maud—What do you supp6se your
arms are for? —Town Topics. ®
Not Really Uvllg Then.
Ella—Bella says that she has seen
but SO summers.
Etella—She Isn't counting the years
before she liad awheel. —Judge.
Too Had.
"I'd Just like to see
An/ man kiss me," 4
She said, and then deeply she sighed. 4
But although she was kissed.
The seeing she missed
For the reason that she was cross-eyed.
—Philadelphia Inquirer.
A CHOICE OFFERED.
Walker —Is the boss in to-day?
Sitter- -Which one do you wish to see,
office boy or the typewriter? —Book- i
t* > 1
N0.39
Jast la a Hint.
"John," ehe #a*id, thoughtfully, "to
morrow is the birthday of tli&t littl®
Jones boy next door."
"What of it?" be demanded.
"Oh, nothing much," she replied; only
I happened to recall that Mr. Jones
pave our Willie • drum on hia birth
day."
"Well, do'you think I feei under any
obligations to him for thsit?" be asked.
Irritably.
"Of course," she auswered, sweetly,
"That's why I thought that perhaps you
might want to give the Jones boy a big
brass trumpet."
"The moot resourceful woman In th«
world!" he exclaimed, delightedly. And
the Jones boy got the trumpet. —Chi-
cago Tost.
Cane for Alarat.
"I am very much worried," said tha
professional joke writer. "I had a joke
ready to scud, an«l that same day it ap»
pea red."
"It's only the loss of one joke," said
his wife, consolingly.
"It's not that. Another man ha/« come
icross the same joke book."—Yellow
Kid Magazine.
The Real laaalt.
"Do I understand you to say, pris
oner, that you knocked him down, be
cause he called you a dirty liar?"
i c" v jT . J h ©o\jjdn'V
prided myself on more than anything
else it is my cleanliness." Chicago
Tribune.
Similar Experiences.
"Did you ever run for a ferryboat
Dnly to find that it was coming in?"
"Oh, yes, and at the time I was court
ing my wife and thought I was winning
out in a hard fight she and all her rela
tives were combined in sn effort to
make mjl escape impossible/'^—Phila
delphia Xorth American.
At tke Bowery Ball.
Mickey (a rejected suitor)—Aw, say!
I just heard Mamie Kelly say dat her
face was her forchlnt
Chimmie (also rejected and likewise
ungallant)—Dat's right! If she hasn't
got a dough face I dunno who has—see ?
—X. Y. Truth.
Wky, Indeed!
"John," said Mrs. Darley.
"Well?"
"The paper speaks of wild cat insur
ance companies."
"What of it?"
"I can't imagine why anybody should
wish to insure wildcats,"—X. Y. World.
Traly Great.
Ethel—Who was that man you just
bowed to?
Penelope—That was Dobson, the
great composer.
Ethel—A composer, did you say?
Penelope Y'es; he manufactures
soothing sirup.—Judge.
Optional.
"Am I to take this medicine internal
ly or apply it externally?" a&ked the
lady customer of the drug clerk who
was filling her prescription.
"Whichever pleases you, madam; the
stuff is perfectly harmless."—Detroit
Free Press.
Pnttlas It Mildly.
"Do you mean to say that the sen
iors were bought?"
"Oh, no; I wouldn't make any such
charge as that. All I meant to insinu
ate was that they were influenced by ne
gotiable arguments."—Detroit News.
Gastronomies.
Don't abuse the summer season;
All la ordered for the best:
When the watermelon suffers
Welsh rabbit nUk rait.
JUST TUB THMfO.
She —I like the hammock Do you
warrant it?
Clerk—lt's built for two, miss.—Bt.\
Louis Globe-Democrat.
Like a Unman.
The mouse that smelled the cheese
And slips Into the housewife's trap.
Soon finds that he's like moat of thtss
Who think they've struck a snap."
—Pittsburgh Krwa.
Heart rend lav.
Mrs. Bondage (despairingly) —I*
there no hope?
Dr. Plaintnik (solemnly)— None in
the world. He will recover.—X. Y«
Journal.
Excellent Chances.
Tom—Why do you think youf
chances for becoming president of the
United States are good?
Jock —I was born dn a log cabin. Up
to-Date.
What It Wonld Make.
Teacher—Willie, if your father gave
you ten cents and then took away four
and gave them to your brother, what
would that make?
Willie—Trouble. —Y'ole Record.
Proof of Affection.
She—Jack, do you really love me?
He—Great heavens, girl! Didn't I
write you a letter when the thermom
eter registered 102? Chicago Record.
Bat Slightly Different.
"George describes the girl he is en
gaged to as a perfect vision."
"Yes. And hia sister just says that
she is a perfect sight."—Odds and Ends.
Real Vletlas.
"Your husband seems to be a victim of
the tobacco habit."
"Xo, I'm the victim. He thoroughly
enjoys it."—Topeka Capital.
Xothlnar la It.
"I received a letter yesterday from
a lawyer who has discovered that I am
one of the heirs to a large English es
tate."
"Did he inclose a stamp?"
"Xo."
"Then I don't see how you can make
anything out of that."—X. Y. Journal.
It Made No Difference.
"Is that your wife on a bicycle?"
"It is."
"I thought you said that you would
never permit her to ride one."
"I don't permit it, but what difference
do you suppose that makes to her?" —
Chicago Post.
Rather t'njaat.
Young Mother (on the train) —Mom-
my's—itty—pitty peshus lammy—
angel dirlie desdetweetestinga
tevyived, atsutitis.
Old Gent (seat in front) —And they
blame a man for cursing the mother
tongue!— Judge.
Depressing laflneaeea.
"I never let Henry complain and go
on about the hot weather."
"now do- you stop him?"
"I remind him how he used to fuss
about the coal bills last winter."—De
troit Free Press. <