IB, 1881.
combined," eultl hii euamoreil little
)hnni(ire.
"Ho would II" nangout a half dozen
more arouud the breakfast-table.
" He'i sure of an luvltatlon from the
old gent to call," another added.
Forwytbe himself, however, took the
matter Indifferently. MUs Lindsley
was certainly a very pretty girl, aud the
.ire9lug Invitation her father had given
lilm to call on the family he did not by
any means Intend to slight; but his
heart had already been touched by a
charming little creature, near home,
whose photograph he always kept at
hand. Walking back and forth hi bis
room a while during the morning, he
stopped occasloualy to look from the
window toward Mr. Llndeley'n house
in the distance, and wondered what she
was thinking about. Then, finally, took
down a volume of " rendenuis" and
fell to reading It, Instead of preparing
tfor recitation.
After about a week, though, Forsythe
was seized by an ardent desire to find
out whether Miss Beatrice had quite re
covered from the shock she had suffered,
aud without hesitating any longer, he
walked boldly over to the distant house
and presented himself. From that time
on his peace of mind was disturbed and
his tranquil spirit kept in a flutter for
several months. In the midst of her
music, books, pictures, flowers, and
canary blrds,she was really more charm
ing than he supposed while looking at
'her In church or in the moonlight.
iHer tall, graceful figure showed to bet
'ter advantage when rid of heavy, out
door garments, and her wealth of am
ber colored hair was more beautiful
when not concealed by a hat. Forsythe
discovered, also, that her complexion
was perfect, and that her blue eyes had
a depth and fascination about them
which Insisted on lurking in his mem--ory.
'I hope you did not take cold, Mr.
Forsythe V" she said, her face having a
niild expression of solicitude.
"Oh I no," he answered ; "not in the
least. I think the wetting did me good."
"It makes me tremble to recall the ac
cident at all," she said, flushing slight
ly." "It was so dreadful."
Her cheeks were quite like a rose, he
'thought, an hour afterward, in hla room,
comparing her with the photograph al
ready mentioned. Bhe had a voice, too,
full of feeling, when she sang, be re-
membered; aud he meant to call again
as soon as politeness would permit him.
Indeed, before the winter passed For
sythe became a frequent visitor to Mr.
Lindsley's and well acquainted with the
whole family. Their parlor was an ex
ceedlngly warm and cordial place ; Mr.
ILlndsley was a hearty good-natured
man ; and Mrs. Lindsley was one of the
test little women in the world ; and
-Mis9 Beatrice, he ventured to write his
rmother, was an exquisite girl, whom he
'felt quite sure she would be glad to
'knew. Anxious Mrs. Forsythe, it chanc
ed, however, took fright by her son's
repeated allusions to these new friends of
'Lis, and eventually concluded it was
time she ought to be near him. He
might be falling in love with the young
lady, for all she knew, and ruining his
future prospects, she suggested to Mr.
Forsythe. Moreover, they had proba
bly found out as much as they could ever
hope to about their baby. Madam Loi--zeau
was remembered in Bayonne to
'have been a banker's widow, who had
married agaiu many years since and
gotie away, perhaps to America, where
her husband belonged. That was all,
and any more vague Information would
not repay them for running a risk with
Rupert.
So, to his surprise, Forsythe received
word one day, when the completion of
the college year was near, that his pa
Tents were on their way home, and that
liia mother hoped to pass commence-
men t week with him. He was quite
pleased, though, for he was very fond of
his' mother aud had missed her not a
little. He made haste to make all sorts
of preparations to receive her ; and the
Llndsleys, who were anticipating a
.pleasant party on Beatrice's birthday,
which would come to pass at the begin
ning of the same week, asked bim to let
thm expect her also to be present with
him. This occasion (it turned out in the
-end,') was the most memorable one Mrs.
Forsyth might ever expect to expe
dience, or the Llndsleys either, perhaps.
She saw Beatrice first in the glare of
(.lie hall light, at the moment of arrival,
and thought her a beautiful girl. An
.hour later she was as much in love with
her aa her son was. She was what her
own daughter might have been, perhaps
tall, delicate blonde, dignified in man
iner, yet gentle and womanly, Standing
withdrawn from the crowd at one of the
conservatory windows, they bad a pleas,
rant taik together, when it bad begun to
tgrow late. Beatrice liked to talk about
Europe. She had traveled much when
he was a little girl, and they bad all
lived on the continent. She remembered
ffaria very well, and Venice too.
'I want to go over there again, some
. ly," she said ; "but mamma dreada the
r-Qyage so mucb,perbapa we shall cot un
dertake It. She was shipwrecked once."
Mrs. Forsythe trembled a little. "Ho
were my husband and I, a long time
ago," she said.
"It must be very dreadful to remem
ber," Beatrice answered, though really
busy thinking that Rupert's mother was
a dear woman and quite what she had
hoped she would be.
The next moment she was called away
to the piano, and led Mrs. Forsythe back
to the parlor. Mrs. Lindsley joined the
latter there, and they sat together in a
quiet corner, while Beatrice sang out of
Belzlni'a selections. How well they both
remembered it all afterward I It u pert
stood at tiie piano turning the leaves of
the music for Beatrice, and the two
mothers could not help thinking similar
thoughts about them. Unconscious of
what the next few hours held In store,
each amused herself with a pleasant
fancy that neither would have dared let
the other discover Just then.
By and by, near midnight, when the
company had begun to depart, they went
ip stairs to the guest chamber, for it had
been arranged that Mrs. Forsythe would
remain all night. Mrs. Lindsley lighted
the gas aud then stood chatting a while.
Bhe was a short, plump woman, with
gray hair, motherly and warmhearted.
"You may be proud of your son, I
think," when some chance word had
called Rupert to mind. "He Is held in
high esteem by the whole college."
"He has always been very dear to
me," Mrs. Forsythe replied. Since he
was a baby he has never been away un
til now. I mlsB him very much."
"Our children grow up too quickly,"
Mrs. Lindsley said thoughtfully, after a
moment. Then turning to a bureau
drawer, near at hand, she continued :
"Look at what I keep here."
Carefully put away In one corner of
the drawer were Beatrice's baby clothes,
and she took them out, piece by piece.
Some of the little flannels had been eaten
here and there by moths, aud one of the
long dresses, which had a pattern of rich
lace set in front, attracted Mrs. For
sythe's attention. The lace was like a
piece she remembered ; a piece that had
been a wedding gift and was part of the
baby dress her own little girl had worn.
She turned the garment over, excitedly,
and iu anoiher instant recognized her
initials, wrought in silk on the inside.
Then, uttering a wild, passionate cry,
she reeled and fell back to the floor,
white and motionless as death.
Mrs. Lludsley, struck with terror,
rushed at the head of the stairs and call
ed to everybody who happened to be
within hearing.
In a few moments the house was in a
state of commotion. The servants were
sent in baste for a physician, Rupert
was brought back from the college, and
various restoratives were administered;
but Mrs. Forsythe, lying on the bed,
where she had been placed, gave no signs
of returniug consciousness, except now
and then a faint moan.
It was a fit, the physician said, which
had probably been brought on by some
strong emotion, and by and by she
would fall into a heavy Bleep, and then
it would pass off. This sleep, however,
when Anally it came, did not restore
Mrs. Forsythe'a strength, and during
the rest of the night, and most of the
next day she lay in a stupor, with her
eyes partially closed, her only desire, ap
parently, being to have Beatrice sit
where she could look at her.
Mrs. Lindsley watched her nervously
much of the time, half frightened by a
certain suspicion that had taken posses,
slon of her own mind, and when night
came on again she sent Beatrice away
and sat down at the bedside alone, trem
bling with anxiety. The room was
hushed and growing dark, and she be
lieved Mrs. Forsythe was sleeping again.
When she awoke perhaps Bhe would ask
her whether whether it was so. She
had thought years ago, that such a thing
might occur some time; but had never
dreamed it could have happened now,
after so long. She meant to make her
self ready to bear it, though, as she hud
other agonies Iu her life. Beatrice hud
always known that she was not her
mother,
Mrs. Forsythe moved, then propped
herself up with one arm, and looked at
her strangely, with wide open eyes.
"Were you ever Lolzeau J"' she asked,
trying to steady her voice.
"Yesl yes!" Mrs. Lindsley cried, glv.
lng way to hysterical weeping and drop
ping her head oa the side of the bed.
"Tell me all 1 Tell me is she yours?"
"But you uo not know! We took
Rupert from the steamer by mistake. Is
he not yours V'
She heard her but she did not under
staHd it all at ouce. The shock was too
great. She could only Mud relief in weep,
ing. Mrs. Forsythe throwed her arms
around her neck and wept also.
After the first shock was over the two
women talked over the matter quietly.
Neither felt willing to relinquish the
child she had raised, but the mutual feel
ing of regard had by the young people,
gave promise of a way to reconcile the
matter satisfactorily, so that while
neither of the mothers should lose their
child, each should gain one. They kept
the secret and gave the children every
chance to continue and encourage their
fondness for each other, until Rupert
finished his education. Then a wedding
waa had and the public was then told of
this "Romance ok the Sea."
A DOCTOR'S STORY.
BEING In company with an eminent
medical lecturer, who fell Into con
versatlon on the use of the microscope,
In the management of which he was an
adept.
. "Now," said he, "I will tell you a
story of what happened to myself one
which, I think, well illustrates the Im
portance of this instrument to society,
though I was put In a very unpleasant
position owing to my acquaintance with
it.
"I have, as you know, given a good
deal of attention to comparative anato
my, especially to the structure of the
hair as It appears under the microscope.
To the unassisted eye, Indeed, all hair
appears very much alike, except aa It la
long or short, dark or fair, straight or
curly, coarse or fine. Under the micro
scope, however, the case la very different;
the white man's ia round ; the negro's
oval; the mouse's apparently Jointed;
the bat's Jagged ; aud so on. Indeed
every animal has hair of a peculiar char
acter ; aud what is more, this character
varies according to the part of the body
from which it Is taken ; an important
circumstance, as will appear from my
story.
"I once received a letter by post, con
taiuing a few hairs, with a request that
I would examine them, aud adding that
they would be called for in a few days.
Accordingly, I submitted the hairs to a
microscope, when I discovered that they
were from the human eyebrow, and had
been bruised. I made a note to this
effect, aud folded it up with the haira In
an envelope, ready for the person who
hud sent them. In a few daya a stranger
culled and Inquired whether I had made
the Investigation.
" 'Oh, yes,' I said, 'there they are, and
you will rind them and their description
iu this envelope,' handing it to him at
the same time.
"He expressed himself much obliged,
and offered me a fee, which, however, I
declined, telling him that I could not
think of taking anything for so small a
matter. I turned out, however, of more
consequence than I imagined, for within
a week I was served with a subpoena to
attend as a witness on a murder trial.
"This was very disagreeable, as I have
said; but there was no help for it now.
The case was this: A man had been
killed by a blow with some blunt instru
ment on the eyebrow, and the hairs sent
to me for examination bad been taken
from a hammer in the possession of the
suspected murderer. I was put into the
witness box, and my testimony, 'that
the hairs were from the human eyebrow,
aud had been bruised,' was just the link
in the chain of evidence which sufficed
to convict the prisoner. Thejury, how
ever, were net easily satisfied that my
statement waa worth anything; and it
required the solemn assurance of the
Judge that such a conclusion was within
the reach of science, to convince them
that they might act upon it. .
"One Juryman in particular an old
farmer waa very hard to satisfy.
' 'Does thee mean to say,' said he,
'that thee can tell any hair of any ani
mal 5"
"I answered that I would not take
upon .myself to assert positively that I
could do so, although I believed I could.
" 'Well,' said he, 'I'll prove thee.'
"The prisoner, aa I said, was convict
ed, and I went home, and in the busy
life of an extensive practice, forgot all
about my obstinate old farmer. About
two years afterward, however, a person,
an utter stranger to me, called on me
with a few hairs screwed up in a pleceof
paper, which he asked to examine and
report on.
" 'la this another murder case ?' I in
quired ; 'for, if so, I will have nothing
to do with it. I've had enough of that
sort of work.'
'"No, no,' said he; 'it Is nothing of
the kind. It la only a matter of curiosi
ty which I should be very much obliged
to you if you would solve, and if you
will do it, I will call or send for the re
sult of your examination In a few daya
time.' Having received this assurance,
I undertook the investigation.
"When be was gone, and I had leisure,
I put the hairs under the microscope,
and soon discovered that they were taken
from the back of a Norway rat.
"Two or three days afterward, as I
was sitting in my consulting-room, an
old farmer-looking mau waa ushered In,
" 'Well,' said he, 'has thee looked , at
them hairs V
" 'Yes,' I answered, 'and I find that
they are from the back of a Norway rat.'
" 'Well,' he exclaimed, 'so they are.
Thou hast forgotten me ; but I have not
forgotten thee. Does thee recollect the
trial for murder at the assizes Y I said I
would prove thee; and so I have, for
them hairs come from the buckofa rat's
skin my son sent me from Norway,'
"So the old gentlemaii was quite satis
fled with the proof to which he had put
me; and I, as you may suppose, waa
well pleased that my skill and sagacity
had stood such a proof as this, aud waa
more convinced than ever of the value
of the microscope."
Here the doctor ended his story, which
I have given as nearly as uossible In his
own words, and upon which I believe
that a thorough dependence may be
placed.
Look at Your Thumbs.
IF anybody will look carefully at the
end of hla thumb he will find that the
surface Is ridged with little thread-like
ranges of hills wound round and round
in tiny spirals. If he will take a mag
nlfylug glass and examine them closely,
he will find that there la a good deal of
Individuality in the way In which these
are arranged. No two thumbs in all the
world are exactly alike. The miniature
mountain ranges areas fixed and decided
aa the Alps or the Slerras.lhe geography
of the thumb as unmistakable. Now
the Chinese have made use of this fact
for establishing a rogue's gallery.
Whenever a criminal la examined by
the law, an impression ia taken of hla
thumb. Smeared with a little lamp
black, partially wiped and then pressed
down on a piece of paper, an engraving
of the thumb Is made, and kept in the
police records.
It serves Jusfthe same purpose which
Is served by our photographing our burg
lars and pick-pockets. The accused can
be identified with great certainty.
Nothing short of mutilating or burning
the thumb can obliterate Its features.
Sometimes a ghastly proof of guilt ia
furnished. A murderer, red-banded
with his crime, may touch his finger's
end upon a white wall, and so leave in
the color of his guilt a photograph on
the accusing wall. His signature is left
just as unmistakable aa if he had signed
the bond of his iniquity; and It is thus
brought to light, and deeds of blood
made to tell their own story.
But this Individuality in the skin of
the tip of the thumb, strongly marked
as it is yet admits of strong family like
ness. Brothers and sisters who will take
impressions of their thumbs will find re
semblances among each other that tbey
will not find when comparing them with
the thumbs of strangers. Even thus
minutely doea that strange thing, family
likeness, descend. What wonder is it
that faces look alike, voices sound alike;
how can it seem strange that members
of the same family should have disposi
tions and similarities of temper, of men
tal aptitudes ahd hereditary diseases,
when such minor peculiarities as the
texture at the end of the thumb, and its
ranges of hills, should also have family
resemblances In the midst of their indefi
nite diversities t
Changes of Five Years.
FIVE years ago a maiden fair, whose
home was at a little town near Macon,
Georgia, anxiously awaited an impor
tant letter from her absent lover. Days
passed wearily. The sighing lass haunt
ed the Post Office, but the Postmaster's
face always wore that look of exasper
ating quietude common to those from
whom expected things never come. She
thought her heart would break, for she
realized at last that her lover was faith
less. The scene shifts. It is September
1881. In Macon dwells the same lady,
but she Is now a happy wife with two
children. She has forgotten the faith
less one of her days of woe. She there
fore is surprised when from the town of
her youth comes a letter bearing as a
superscription to her maiden name that
derived from her husband. An accom
panying note from the Postmaster ex-
tilains that iu tearing away some of the
loards of a letter-case the missive was
found. The envelope is postmarked
"1876." The lady spanks the baby to
keep it quiet while sbe eagerly devours
the concents. Heavens I It is from
John, who proposes in glowing words
and begs for a kind reply. The lady's
husband also enjoys the letter and out
of curiosity communicates with relatives
of the former lover. It is learned that
he is a happy Chicago pork-packer,
with a wife aud three sons.
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his frleud on Chestnut Street, a day or
two since, " I believe both Conklin and
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ishment. " Well, you see they acted in
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