Hozv Nu Emulated Maeterlinck By KEITH CORDON [Copyright, 1904. by T. C. McClure.J NUGENT was in despair. For three weeks he had been try ing to ask Virginia Dinsmore that pointed and persona 1 question that should decide matters be tween them, and for three weeks he bad been held back by an iu\ isible but impassable barrier. Ualph Merton, of course, was always hanging about her. but that gentleman, Nugent assured himself, was neither invincible nor insuperable. The thing that he was afraid of was less Merton than the long, mystical discussions that tlx* two hold concerning the meaning of certain modern writers whose very names were strange to himself. So, procuring a few volumes of Maeter linck. he determined to prepare himself to "trot in the same class" with her. us his horsy friend, Michaels, would have termed it. Clad iu an old coat whose pockets sagged delightfully, his feet thrust into slippers whose original shape and color could only be guessed at and fortified by his beloved pipe, lie settled down one evening and solemnly opened the tirst volume of Maeterlinck that his inn id fell upon. But, though he made an honest ef fort, the atmosphere of his comfortable bachelor quarters, whose golf clubs, M wm —i | fe MISS DIXSMOBE AI'PKOACHED HEIt LATEST VOSKESSK >N. pipes, swords, riding crops, etc., dis played themselves with masculine vari ety and confusion, did not seem con ductive to the study of the modern mystic. Horse and dog pictures look ed down on him, and pictures that were neither of these noble animals testified somewhat frivolously to the existence of the eternal feminine. Hows of smart ly bound volumes tilled the low book cases decorously, bearing witness to their owner's aspirations, while his actual achievement was evidenced by the litter of magazines and several dog eared Kipling books upon his library table. Obviously it was not a Maeter linck room. "Good Lord!" he groaned at last. "Good Lord! And to think that she can read such slush as this when there are horses to ride, good golf to play and men to talk to!" For one passing moment a doubt of Virginia's common sense assailed him, but only for a mo ment. Not even Maeterlinck could make him disloyal to her. Besides, it must mean something— all this endless dialogue in which fear whitened men and women echoed each other's words to the accompaniment of shrieking winds and ghostly moans In a greenish gray light that never ex isted outside a melodrama. Surely no man would write all this stuff without meaning something. But that was just it—what? "You may search me!" growled Nu gent, throwing aside the second vol utin- with a disgusted air and refilling his pipe. "If I've got to stand above ninety In Maeterlinck before I can win Virginia—well, I might just as well give up right now!" Then Virginia's face, her eyes alight with interest, rose before him. That, he remembered perfectly, was the way she looked as she listened to Merton's conversation, and for the first time he felt a sharp pang of Jealousy of the man. The certainty that Merton under stood and even found interesting what he could not read, much less compre hend, goaded him. In a meeker spirit than was usually his he tried tenta tively to get some points on the mad dening Maeterlinck from Virginia. "It's symbolical, you know," she ex plained a trifle vaguely, regarding him with a lazy question in her eyes. It was so unlike I'eter Nugent to be yearning for book talk that she was curious. "Everything stands for some thing," she added, as if that made the matter entirely clear. "But tell me." retorted Peter, "what i Is the use of having everything stand I for something? Why doesn't the man . sav what he means and be done with it?" Miss Dinsmore had no answer for i this pertinent question, and, seeing his j advantage, her stalwart admirer eon- i tinned: "What would ygu think of me if I ! employed symbols instead of plain, e». , eryduy English V" His listener laughed outright at this i simple wiy of disposing of a great j modern writer and his cult. "I'm afraid I should think you were j off your head, Mr. Nugent," she re- | piled with the frankness of long ac quaintance. "That's just what I think of Maeter- i linck," replied her companion dryly, j feeling that the writer must either be , conquered or crushed and leaning to- : ward the last named alternative. Still, he could not give up. it seem- I wl to him preposterous that a fellow ' like Merton should understand things which he, Nugent, could not, especial ly when Merton's diabolical keenness gave him the advantage of Virginia's open interest and appreciation. It was not a thing to be borne quietly. "Perhaps we understand it more clearly than you do," she acknowledg ed. And that "we" that put her ami j Merton together on one side of the | question as opposed to him oil the oth- ' er shook Nugent strangely. Something of the dismay that he felt • ■bowed iu his face, and, seeing It, Miss Dinsmore attempted once more to ex- ' plain the methods,of the new school of writers. And her efforts were reward- i ed, for at last a light seemed to break j upon him. "1 see!" he ejaculated slowly. "1 see | at last! The gentlemen write in cipher, j just as we send secret messages in ; business, and it doesu't mean a thing j unless you understand the cipher. T>og j pigment chair' doesn't sound very in j telligible to you, does It V" He waited a moment; then as Miss I Dinsmore shook her head he went on: "And yet I sent that very message to a firm yesterday in a matter involving i the investment of thousands of dollars. ; And they understood, just as you and : Merton understand your Maeterlinck code!" he concluded airily, while Miss Dinsmore studied him with a new in terest. After all, she reflected, these ! practical minds were keen enough once they got the point of view. Meanwhile I'eter Nugent went his : way with a curious exhilaration. At i last, he felt, he was catching up with ; Merton. Since he had the important question to ask, why not heap coals of | tire on Virginia's head by asking it i symbolically? But how? I* • • • • » • It was the Saturday before Easter, j All the afternoon the bell of the Dins I more mansion had been ringing with ; monotonous regularity, which kept the J Buttons at the door at work like an automaton. "Gee whiz!" he soliloquized as he j took in au azalea almost as large as I himself. "Miss Virginia must he tie | whole t'ing, judgin' by dese Easter I greetin's." The very last offering to arrive came about 9 o'clock in the evening, when the Buttons, wearied out, was dozing at his post and dreaming that he sent Sadie Flaherty a bunch of American Beauties with stems as long as tele graph poles. It was therefore with a somewhat bored and chastened air that he carried the package that was hand ed in up to Miss Virginia's room, where in a low chair she sat reading "Monua Vanna." "Open it, Thomas," she commanded languidly, laying her book face down ward in her lap and watching him idly as he removed the enwrapping tissue paper. But at sight of the object he lifted out of the box a moment later all her languor disappeared, and she ut tered an exclamation of amazement. It was a huge nest, upon which a bantam hen—soft, white and with ma tronly. alert yellow eyes sat with non chalant grace. Tucked under the edge of one wing was au envelope. Buttons did his liest. but it was poor. With a guffaw as involuntary as it was hearty he deposited the nest and its occupant upon a table and. holding his hand over his mouth, tied from the room. Miss Dinsmore approached her latest possession and removed the note, saying, "Who under the sun"— Having read It, she sank into a chair, tears of merriment streaming from her eyes, for this was what she read: Dear Virginia—l call you that because 1 know instinctively that symbolists have no use for formality. The Easter gift that 1 am sending m:iy at the first flash seem bizarre, but when I explain that it Is a symbolic offering; you will under stand. It is as symbolic as anything Maeterlinck ever (fared to do, and I inter pret it to you because in this particular case 1 fancy that I can do better than Merton himself. The nest—what Is It but the home that I would ofTer you? The e«g therein— please notice that it's been made beastly ugly—stands for me. and, as with me, y • >ll will have to get beneath the shell to tind its real significance. The hen that is sit ting upon the in the nest—l come now to my liveliest bit of symbolism, a touch that I pride myself upon—typifies my frightened expectation of being "sat upon" when this simple effort of my imagination reaches you! Be merciful, then, to P- N. Weak with laughter, the recipient of this extraordinary missive approached the table once more and gingerly re moved the hen, half expecting an an gry, clucking protest. There In the nest, sure enough, was an egg bearing an ugly caricature of Nugent, which crumbled in her lingers as she clutched it, releasing a scrap of paper that flut tered back into the nest. It contained but a few words, but in them all the poetry of Nugent's strong, sane nature had been compressed, and with a little catch of the breath Miss Dinsmore pressed the slip of paper to her lips. The book that she had been reading had fallen to the floor. With the tip of her toe she gave it a disdainful little kick as she fluttered across the room to her writing desk. A Menu For tlie Canter Dinner. Oysters on Half Shell. Salted Almonds. Olives. Cream of Celery Soup. Fricassee of Belgian Hare. I, Rice Croquettes Mashed Potatoes. » m Fried Kp^plant. Bird's Nest Salad. Cheese Cake. Ice Cream. Angel's Food. §, * Co fTee. DINING IN JAPAN. If It'a Your Flral Juixinene Meal Yon Will Huve a Trying Tline. If it's your first Japanese dinner you're having a dreadfully hard time, the first place you must sit on the floor, for they don't have any chairs in Japan. You kneel down, and then you turn your toes In till one laps over the other, and then you sit back between your heels. At first you are quite proud to find how well you do it, and you don't think It's so very uncomfort j able. But pretty soon you get crump ed, and your legs ache as if you had a toothache in them. You don't say any thing, because you think that If the Japanese can sit this way all day long you ought to be able to stand it a few minutes. Finally both your feet goto sleep, and then you can't bear it a moment longer, and you have to get I up and stamp around the room to | drive the prickles out of your feet, and ell the little dancing girls giggle at I you. This isn't your only trouble ei ther. All you have to eat with Is a | pair of chopsticks, and you're in terror ; lest you spill something on the dainty ' white matting floor. Now the floor of ! a Japanese hous« isn't just the floor; | It's the chairs and sofas and tables | and beds as well. At home it would !be mortifying enough togo out to din- I tiw and spill something on the floor, I but in Japan, where people sit and eJeep on the floor, it seems even worse. So you are unhappy till your little ne ean (who Is the waitress and almost as prettily dressed as the dancing girls, but not quite) comes laughing to youi aid and shows yon how to bold your chopsticks. After that you manage nicely the rice and the omelet, but the fish and the chicken you can't contrive to shred apart without dropping j-.ur cliopsticks all the tiui*. So between dances the maiko the little girls about twelve years old kneel down beside you and help you. They enn't keep from giggling at your awkwardness, ! but you don't mind; you just glggli too, and everybody giggles and has lovely time.—St. Nicholas. S*Ul In ScrTler. "Can't yer d > a little somettin' fer an old soldier?" whined Tired Tiffins. I "Well, I don't know," replied the portly citizen. "If you can show your discharge papers, I may do something for you." "I halu't been discharged yet, boss," ] replied the hobo, "it's soldier of for tune 1 am."—Pittsburg Post. B ;i ADAM AND EVE 4 ' ! By Otho li. Scnga ) Copuright, 1904, l>u Otho B Seng a 1 Adam—Adam Peyton Randolph lay s Stretched at full length under a dwarf pine tree. He was big and blond and , good to look at. He sang "Oh, Mary- j , land. My Maryland!" In a heavy bass which was not at all musical and then laughed at his own failure, j "I reckon I wasn't around when j singing voices were being distributed," r he said aloud, "but this certainly is 112 paradise—an Eveless paradise! And t that's what makes it paradise! How a i woman would spoil all this! 1 hope the ' new owner of Sunny Slope doesn't in tend to live there." He turned over lazily and lay on his , I chest, supporting his chin in his hand , and gazing off toward the blue Chesa j | peake, from which the breeze brought j the bracing saltiness of the inland sea. Ills Eve was coming, but of this be was blissfully unaware. She saunter ed up the avenue of pines, looking de lightedly about her. i "A perfect paradise! - ' she murmur ed. "I wonder if my land ends with | my driveway, or does it extend to that t j one over there." ' 1 She pushed her way between the rosebtishes and entered the debated 1 territory, wandering aimlessly along, singing softly and caressing the rose 1 she had plucked in passing. t At an unexpected turn she almost stumbled over the long, sprawling legs i of Adam Peyton Randolph. 1 "Oh, pardon me!" she gasped in con fusion. "I did not know"— And then, 1 J summoning the courage of possible pos session. she demanded. "Doesn't this strip of land belong to Sunny Slope?" "No. madam," replied the recumbent one gravely. "It belongs to Peyton's r paradise," She laughed gayl.v and looked about her. "So this really is paradise, is it? 1 And where are Adam and Eve?" "There is no Eve, madam. Adam is the owner of the place- Adam Peyton ' Randolph." "Oh, yes, I know. He is the horrid, • ; cantankerous old thing who was so de t j termined I should not buy Sunny 1 Slope. My agent told me how this old ®3HB!fIStanSi3SS3HSBHHHI "OH, I'.UIDON ME!" SHE GASPED IN CON FUSION. miser kept bidding and bidding until I had to pay twice what the place s worth." The "old miser" sat up with sudden interest. "Oh, then you are Miss Endlcott? I am so glad! I feared It was a northern er who had bought the dear old place." "What possible difference could that make ?" curiously. "Ob, a great deal," vaguely. "I do not want them here." "May I ask," with sudden hauteur, "why it should Interest you?" -•sccause wen,'* rising and Holding out a big hand cordially, "because, Miss Endlcott, I am the 'horrid, can tankerous old tiling,' Adam Peyton Randolph, at your service, and I con fess to a decided preference for south ern women. 1 hope we shall be friends." She put her slender hand in his de murely. "I am very sorry," with pre tense of contrition, "but, you see, I couldn't help being born in Massachu setts." "A thousand pardons, Miss Endicott, I beg. Your name should have warned me, but you look so like a southern wo man!" "I consider that a compliment," smil ing. "You may well. The southern wom en are the most beautiful under the sun, and I repeat that you look a true southerner." The gravity of his manner saved the remark from the slightest flavor of im pertinence, and the girl smiled bright ly. "And am 1 forgiven for being a north erner and for buying Sunny Slope?" He smiled In friendly fashion, but his tone was very serious as he re plied: "I am sorry I made it hard for you; but, you see, I really wauted the place. It once belonged to my father. I was born there. Under pressure of circumstances he sold that, as my mother preferred to keep Peyton's par adise, where she was born. My mother was a Peyton," he added proudly. The girl seemed troubled, and it was several seconds before she spoke. "I can't help being glad that I suc ceeded !n buying the place, but I am sorry you failed. 1 realize that it must !>• very dear to you." "You had more money than I or you couldn't have bought it,"he said, trying to speak lightly. "However, I thank you for your considerate thought. Let us be friends anyway, and perhaps you will let me come often to my birthplace." "You shall play it is yours," cordial ly, "as the children do- they are so happy 'making believe,' you know And will you let me come into your paradise once in awhile? Your roses are finer than mine." "There is a path leading from your garden Into mine. Come, let me show jlt to you. There, this little gate at I my end of the path shall be securely ! ! fastened back, so," fastening it as 1 he spoke. "And now, whenever you [ choose," with a sudden, strange tender j ness In his tone, "you shall enter into luiradise." Three months later Adam stood at the gate of paradise bitterly despond ent and unavallingly regretful. There had been a sudden growth of j ; friendship during tne long, bright sum mer and a leap into love Then had come the tempter in the guise of a rich i and suavely spoken senator from the i , i north, aud Adam's heart hud been sorta I beset witn jealous rage. ITot with southern anger, he had accused the girl of trifling with him, of making him the sport of tier summer pastime when she had no heart to give him. She >i.i< 1 stood, straight and tall and white, looking in her clinging white gown like liis boyhood's idea of a ghost. Then she spoke, and her voice was cold and touched Adam's heated itn , agination like sharpened icicles. "I should certainly never give any mans uiietliihg for which he had not j asked." And, turning, she had disap- I peared down the path leading away | from paradise. Man-like, it was hours before Adam ; realized the true meaning of her | words. Then he had hastened to Suu ! Ny Slope. "Miss Eve done gone," the old main ;my had said. "Her 'n' Massa I'ratt | done gone together. No, Miss Eve neb j Iter said as when she'd come back." He had wandered through the beau- I tiful grounds of paradise, visiting the i "Rosary." where he had fosteoed and trained the most glorious beauties that Eve might have her choice each day of the glad, sweet summer, realizing with a sharp pang that the whole place seemed to share in the loneliness that possessed his heart. Without Eve par adise Itself were desolation. Now in the soft twilight he stood at the garden gate looking toward the dim old mansion half hidden in the pines at Sunny Slope. He caught a glimpse of a light in her window. Mjnduij was likely putting the room to rights. "Oh, Eve!" he cried, stretching out his arms toward the faintly gleaming light. "Eve. darling, how could I be so blind and so unjust when I love you so—l love you soV" A quick, light step sounded on the garden path, and a slender, white clad figure rushed wildly toward him. "Adam, oh, Adam!" she panted. "I tried togo awfly, but I couldn't. Am I too late, Adam? Is the gate closed to paradise?" And he held her in his Strang arms, whispering tenderly: "It could never be too late. Eve. We will go together into paradise." OLD AND NEW COINS. fnterrNtini; About Coliiiikp nt tlie Different .Miiitn. The director of the mint is called on to answer such a wide range of ques tions concerning the values of old and new coins and medals that he lias found it necessary to issue circulars covering matters of this sort. They tell some interesting facts It appears that the mint does not buy old coins or paper money except some rare colonial coins in tine condition, which are de sired for the mint cabinet. Mutilated or uncurrent I'nited States gold and silver coin is purchased as bullion. The mint has no pattern pieces for sale. The government pays no premium for the return ol any of its coins or pa per money. New coins cannot be struck until authorized by an act of congress. The mint supplies United States coins only and not of any past date. The fifty dollar goldpiece and the half dollar and quarter dollar pice-., in euid were struck by private parties on the California coast during the IMP period and not by the i'nited States government. The coinage of the following coins ceased in the yea's named: Half and 1 cent, copper, in lsr.T; 1 cent, nickel, half dime and '•> cents, silver, and 'J cents, bronze, in ls7:{; 'JO cents, sil ver. is?s; trade dollars, iss.l; .<1 and gold, and 3 cents, nickel, IXB9. The Columbian half dollar was coined in is;"j and the Isabella quarter in ISU3. The Lafayette dollar was struck in isit'.i. the date on the coin (1900) be lng that of the unveiling of the memo rial. There are certain markings on every I'nited States coin that enable the place of its coinage to be located. Those struck at the Philadelphia mint have no mint mark, but those struck at all other mints are distinguished by a small letter on the reverse, near tli« bottom. These letters are C for Char lotte, N. discontinued in 1*01; CO for Carsm City, Nov., discontinued in ll ll for I'ahlonega. .'!sr,o and a proof set of silver and minor coins for sl.oo. When the 1 usincss of the mints is slack medals may he struck from dies furnished by individuals, public insti tutions and incorporated societies at a charge sufficient to cover the cost of the operation and the value of the metal.—liroolc lyn Eagle. Tiio < own try. "What is the c >uiitry'r" asked a dis trict visitor if a slum child. The quick reply was."The place where things are alive." Vet many a country Ijoy or girl says,"l v. Mi 1 were out of this dead [dace and in the live city."— Youth's »'o:::pa:i!cn. Their \timber. "You must conic and see ui, iny dear," said a lady to a little girl of her acquaintance, "bo you know the num ber?" 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