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Markdale Standard (Markdale, Ont.1880), 1 Dec 1887, p. 6

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 iPSpiPl^nmi^JiLU ij^jiJM ^j5^. ;y'BgTB»| â-  â-  f:;! J-" tell' i W til J^-? |;i it i!^ m I! jrS lUmi'S FATHMl. CHAPTER VI.â€" (Coimsuro) There ma no one dae to observe them bat ademnre old lady, and in ten minntea' time they were in 9pen space, where high spirits might work themselves off, though tlie battle over the botanical case was ended by Miss Nugent, who strongly held that ladies should carry their own extra encnm- brances, and slang it with a Ecurf over Nattie's shoalders in a kcowing knapsack fashion. The two young people had known one another all their lives, for Gerard was the son of a medical man who had lived next door to Miss Headwor'ih when the children were yoang. The father was dead, and the family baa left the place, bnt this son had remained at school, and afterwards had been put into the office at the umbrella factory under charge of Mr. Datton, whose godson he was, and who treated him as a nephew. He was a good-hearted, steady young fel- low, with bis whole interest in ecclesiastical details, wearing a tie in accordance with "the colours," and absorbed in church music and decorations, while his recreations were almost all in accordance therewith. There was plenty of merriment, as he drew and measured at the very scanty ruins, which were little more than a few fragments of wall, overgrown luxuriantly with ivy and clematis, bnt enclosing some fine old coffin-lids with floriated crosses, interesting to those who eared for architecture and church history, as Mr. Datton tried to make the children do, so that their ecclesiastical feelings might be less narrow, and stand oh a surer foun- dation than present interest, a slightly ag- gressive feeling of contempt for all the other town churches, and a pleasing sense of being persecuted. They fought over the floriations and mouldings with great zest, and each main- tained a date, with youthful vigourâ€" both being, as Mr. Dutton by and by showed them, long before the foundation. The pond bad Men left to the last with a view to the well-beine of the water-soldier on the return. Here the difficalties of the capture were great, for the nearest plant tiourished too far from the bank to be reached with comfort and besides, the sharp-pointed leaves to which it owes its name were not to be approached with casual grasps. " Oh Monsieur, I wish you were a Beau," sighed Nuttie. " V\ by, are you too stupid to go and get it " " It is a proof of his superior intelligence," said Mr. Datton. " But really it is too ridiculous â€" too provoking â€" to have come all this way and not s^t it," cried the tantalised Nattie. " Oh, Gerard, are you taking off your boots and stockings You duck " Just what I wish I was," said the youth, rolling up his trousers. Bat even the paddling in did not answer. Mr. Datton called out anxiously, " Take care, Gerard, the bottom may be soft, and came down to the very verge just in time to hold out his hand, and prevent an utterly disastrous fall, for Grerard, in spite of his bue feet, sank at once into mud, and on the first attempt to take a step forward, found his foot slipping away from under him, and Would in another in- stant have tumbled backwards into the slush and weeds. He scrambled back, bis hat falling off into the reeds, and splashing Mr. Dutton all over, while Monsieur began to bark "with astonishment at seeing his master in such a plight," declared the ladies, who stood convulsed with cruel laughter. " Isn't it dreadful " exclaimed Ursula. " Well I It might have been worse," gravely said Mr. Datton, wiping off the more obnozioos of hie splashes with hb pocket handkerchief. " Oh I didn't mean you, but the water- soldier," said Nuttie. "To have come five miles for it in vain " " I don't know what to suggest," added Gerard. "Fven if the ladies were to retire " " No, no," interposed Mr. Datton, " 'tis no swimming ground and I forbid the expedi ent. You would only be entangled in the weeds." " Behold 1" exclaimed Mary, who had been prowling about the banKs, and now held up in triumph one of the poles with a bUl-hook at the end used for cutting weed. " Bravo, Miss Nogent " cried Gerard. • Female wit has circumvented the water- soldier," said Mr. Dutton. " Don't cry out too soon," returned Mary the soldier may float off and escape you yet.' ' However, the capture was safely accom- Slished, without even a dip under water to eetroy the beauty of the white flowers. With these, and a few water-lilies secured by Grerard for the morrow's altar vases, the party set out on their homeward walk, hrongh plantations of whispering firs, tiie low sun tinging tbn crunks wih rnddy light; across heati. .y commons, where crimson heat i abounded, and the deli cate blush-colomred wax-belled species was a prize by cornfields in ear hanging out titevr dainty stamens along hedges full of exquisite plumes of feathering or nodding grass, of which Nuttie made boquets [and botanical studies, and Gerard stored for harvest decorations. They ran and dance d on together with Monuear at their heelf, while the elders watched them with some sadness and anxiety. Free-masonry had soon made both Mary and Mr. Dutton aware ot each other's initiation, and they had du- coased the matter in all its bearings, agreed that the man was a scoundrel, and the woman an angel, even if she had once been weak, and that she ought to be very resolute with him if he came to terms. And then they looked after their young companions, and Mbr. Datton said, " Poor children, what k before them T" " It is well they are both so young," an- â- wered Mary. CHAPTER Vn. THAT UAS. It is the last timeâ€" 'tis the last I" â€" Scott. Sundays were the ever-recarring centres oi work and interests to the litUe circle St Ambrose's Road. To them the church services and the various classes and schools were the great objects and ezcttements of the week. A cer- tain meMore of hi^eful effort and vary- ing â- ooceas is what gives seat' to life, and tbe porer and bi^mr the aim, and die mace umiaadtbrmotavM, the graKtar th* bafft â€" iMhief^bytha" â- etnal mgbXbui dmai^p, â-  bja tion of cawlBl aavinn, and adanied wi^i the Monka Horton Ha, basked l»y fa*â„¢ from the same quarter tiie snrplioea nwde l^ the ladiea tfiemaelTes, the (Aanta they had practised, the hymna they had taught, could not but be much more interesting to them than if they had been mere lookers on. Every cross on the markers, every flower on the altar cloth was the work of one or other of them everything in the church was an achievement, and choir boys, school children, Bible classes, every member of the regular congr^p^tion, had some special interest nay, every irregular member or visitor might be a convert m timeâ€" if not a present sympathiser, and ft the very least might swell the offertory that was destined to S3 many needs of the struggling district j Thus it was with some curiosity mingled with self-reproach that Nuttie, 'while sing ing her benedictus among the tuneful shop-, girls, to whom she was bound to set^ an ex- ample, became aware of yesterday's first- class traveller lounging, as far as the rows of chairs would permit, Li the aisle, and, as she thought, staring hard at her mother. It was well that Mrs. Egremonfs invariable custom was never to lift her eyes from her book or her harmonium, or she surely most have been disconcerted, her daughter thought, by the eyes that must have found her out, under her little black net bonnet and veil, as tde most beau- tiful woman in church,â€" as she certainly was,â€" even that fine good-for-nothing gen- tleman thinking so. Nuttie would add his glances to the glories of her lovely mother And she did so, with triumph in hor tone of reprobation, as she trotted off, after the early dinner, to her share of Sunday-school work as usual under Miss Nugent's wing. It began with a children's service, and then ensued, in rooms at the factory, lent by Mr. Datton, the teaching that was to supply the omissions of the Board i?chool; the estab- lishment of a voluntary one being the next ambition of St. Ambrose's. Coming home from their labours in the fervent discussion of their scholars, and ex- changing remarks and greetings with the other teachers of various calibres, the friends reached their own road, and there, to their amazement, beheld Miss Head- worth. " Yes, it really is " cried Nuttie. " We can't be too late No â€" there's no bell 1 Aunt Ursel What has brought you out What's the matter Where's mother " " In the house. My dear," catching hold of her, and speaking breathlessly, " I came out to prepare you. He is come â€" your father " " Where " cried Nuttie, rather wildly. "He is in the drawing-room with your mother. I said I would send you." Poor Miss Headworth gasped with agitation. " Oh Where's Mr. Datton â€" not thisit any- thing can be done- " "Is it that man " asked Nuttie, and getting no answer, " I know it is I Oh, Aunt Ursel, how could you leave her with him I must go and protect her. Gerard â€" come. No, go and fetch Mr. Datton." " Hush I hush, Nuttie," cried her aunt, grasping her. "You know nothing about it. Wait here till I can tell yon." " Come in here, dear Miss Headworth," said Mary, gentiy drawing her arm into hers, for the po)r old lady conld hardly stand for trembling, and bidding Gerard open the door of her own house with the latch-key. She took them into the din'ng-room, so as not to disturb her mother, sent Grerard off after Mr. Dutton in the very uttermost as- tonishment and bewilderment, and set Miss Headworth down in an easy-chair, where sho recovered herself, under Mary's soothing care, enough to tell her story in spite of Nuttie's exclamations. " Wait wait, Nut- tie You mustn't burst in on them so No, you need not be afraid. Don't be a silly child He won't hurt her Oh no They are quite delighted to meet" "Delighted to meet?" said Nuttie, as if tiansfixei. " Yes," said her aunt. " Oh yes, I al- ways knew the poor child cared for him and tried to believe in him all along. He only had to say the word." " I wouldn't," cried the girl, her eyes flashing. " Why didn't yon ask him how he could desert her and leave her " " My dear I how can one come between husband and wife I Oh, my poor Alice " " How was it, how did they mee^, dear Miss Headworth?" asked Mary, adminis- tering the wine she had been pouring out. " You hadn't been gone faaK an hour, Alice was reading to me, and I was just dozing, when in came Louisa, ' A gentle- man to see Mrs. Egremont,' she said, and there he was, just behind. We rose up â€" she did not know him at once, but he just said ' Edda, my little Edda, sweeter than ever, I knew you at once,' or some- thing of that sort, and she gave one little cry of ' I knew yoa would come,' and sprang right into his arms. I â€" well, I meant to make him understand how he had treat- ed her, but just as I began ' Sir' â€" he came at me with his hand outstretched " "You didn't take it, aunt, I hope?" cried Nuttie. " My dear, when you see him, you will know how impossible it is. He Juis that high-bred manner it is as f he were confer- ring a favour. Miss Headworth, I con- clude," said he, ' a lady to whom I owe more than can express.' Just aa if I had done it for his sake." Miss Nogent felt the open expression dangerous on account of the daughter, and she looked her consternation at Mr. Dutton, who had quietly entered, ruthlessly shutting Grerard Grodfrey out with only such a word of explanation as could be given on the way. " Then he comes with â€" with favourable intensions," said Mary, putting as much ad- monition as she could into her voise. " Oh 1 no doabt of that," aaid Misa Head- worth, drawing herself together. ' He cpoke of the long aeparation, â€" aaid he had never been able to filnd her, till the atrange chance of hia nephew atombling on her at Abboto Norton.' "That iaâ€"poambâ€" probably tme,^' aud Mr. Datton. "It can't be," broke in Nuttie. "He never troubled himaelf about it hia neph- ew found the papera. You aaid ao, Annt Ursel ' He ia a dreadful traitor of a mm, juat like Marmion, or Theaeua, or lAncelot, and now he ia tdling liea about it Don't look at me, Annt Urael, they ai« liea, andl iciU-aay it, and he took in pom dear motlKr once, and now haia taking ner in again, and I can't be«r that he abonld be my {a. It was ao antirdy tme, yet ao Aatkbtg to haMr/frqmher moatli, tiui* all Amb stood MiaHe^woctii atiytmtteni, "Ob, my ooor chfld, yon wnatn't ' *Mr. Datton prevented another pMnona,te ontborat by hia tone of graye, gen^ Mthor- ity. " loaten » moment, UrroU," he aaid. "It ia unhappily true that thia man haa act- ed in an unjuatifiable way towards your mother and yourself. But tiiere are, no doubt, many more excuses for him than you know of, and as I found a few years airo that the people at Dieppe had lost the address that had been left with them, he must l»ve found no traces of your mother there. You connot understand the difficulties that may have been in his way. And there is no use, quite the contrary, in making the worst of him. He has found your mother out. and it seems that he claims her affectionately and she forgives and welcomes himâ€" out of the sweet tenderness of her heart "She mayâ€" but I can't," murmured Nut- tie. " That is not a fit thing for a daughter, nor a Christian, to say," Mr. Dutton sternly siu "'Tis not for myselfâ€" 'tis for her," ob- jected Nuttie. "That's nonjense a mere excuse, he returned. " You have nothing at all to forgive, since he did not know you were in existence. And as to your mother, whom you say you put first, what greater grief or pain can you give her than by showing enmity and resent- ment against her husbflid, when she, the really injured person, loves and forgives " " He's a bad man. If she goes back to him, I know he will make her un- happy 'â-  "Yon don't know any such thing, but you do know that your opposition will make her unhappy. Remember, there's no choice in the matter. He has legal rights over you both, and since he shows himself ready (as I understand from Miss Head worth that he is) to give her and you your proper position, you have nothing to do but to be thankful. I think myself that it is a great subject of thankfulness that your mother can return so freely without any bitterness. It is the blessing of such as she " Nuttie stood.pouting, but more thoughtful andless violent, as she said, "How can I be thankful I don't want position or any- thing. I only want him to let my â€" my own mother, and annt, and me alone." " Child, you are talking of what you do not understand. You must not waste any more time in argument. Your mother has sent for you, and it is your duty to go and let her introudce you to your father. I have little doubt that you will find him very unlike all your imagination represento bun, bnt let that be as it may, the fifth Commandment does not say, " Hon- or only thy good father," but, " Honor thy father." Come now, put on your gloves get her hat ri^ht, if you pjease. Miss Mary. There â€" now, come along, be a reasonable creature, and a good i;irT, and do not give unnecessary pain and vexation to your mother." He gave her his, arm, and led her away. "Well done, Mr. Datton " exclaimed Miss Nugent. " Poor Mr. Dutton 1" All Aunt Ursel's discretion could not suppress that sight, but Mary prudently let it pass unnoticed, only honourins in her heart the unselfishness and self-restraint of the man whose long, patient, unspoken hopes had just received a deathblow. " Oh, Mary I I never thought it would have been like this!" cried the poor old lady. " I ought not to have spoken as I did before the child, but I was so taken by surprise Alice turned to him Jast as if he had been the most faithful, lovinp husband in the world. She is believing every word he says." " It is very happy for her that she can," pleaded Mary. "So it u, yes, but â€" when one knows what he is, and what she is Oh, Mr. Dutton, is the poor child gone in " " Yes, I saw her safe into the room. She was very near running off up the stairs," said Mr. Dutton. "But I daresay she is fascinated by this time. That sort of man has great power over women." " Nuttie is hardly a woman yet," said ^ss Nugent " No, but there^must be a strong reaction, when she sees something unlike her com- pound of Marmion and Theseus." " I suppose there is no quustion but that they must go with him " said Miss Head- worth wistfully. "Assuredly. You say he â€" ^thia Egre mont â€" was affectionate,' said Mr. Dutton quietly, but Mary saw his fingers white with his tight clenching of the bar of tbe chair. " Oh yes, warmly affectionate, delighted to find her prettier than ever, poor dear 1 suppose he meant it. Heaven forgive me, if I am judging him too hardly, but 1 ver- ily believe he went to church to reconnoitre, and see whether she pleased his fancy â€" " "And do you understand," added Mr. Dutton, " that he is prepared to do her fall justice, and introduce her to his family and friends as his wife, on equal terms Other- wise, even if she were unwilling to stand up for herself, it would be the duty of her friends to make some stipulations." " I am pretty sure that he does," said her aunt; "I did not stay long when I saw that I was not wanted, but I heard him say something about his having a home for her now, and her catting out the Rsdcastle. ladies." " Besides, there is the nephew, Mr. Mark Egremont," aaid Mary. " He will take care of her." " Yes," said Mr. Dutton. " It appears to be all right At any rate, there can be no grounds for interference on our part" Mr.' Dutton took nis leave with these words, wringing Misa Headworth'a Iiand in mute sympathy, and she, poor old lady, when he was gone, fairlv oollapaed into bit- tor weeping over the nncertainfatore of tiioae whom ahe had loved aa her own children, and who now moat leave her deaolate. Ifary did her beat with comfort uid sympathy, andpreaently took hertoahare bargrieb and feara witii gentle old Mrs. Nngenb, (TOBKOONTnTTED.) uses JB THE HAB£lf • Oonobided to Let the Matter Biop. Â¥f in her Crampaon- " Remember thsit newapaper man who insulted me last week " Shnr^antzâ€" " I lemembw. Yon aaid yon weresoing to have aatiaCactioo." ** Well, I called on faim, and he timnr me donmstafas." "Then yoa are not aatiafiedf "Yea, lam. Fyebaen Baked â- â-  well as •ad ae I hwa iw al aJ ed to beth* •fftke Weatens WavM aa to wi Kaatera laatUaOan. In tiieory the Moalem claaaea hia women- kind with the holy of faoliea of Mecca. The innermost shrine of hia temple and the rooma with latti'ced windows are both called by the same name of Harem or " Sacred." The apartment is harem and the ladies who live in it are harem for all bat the lord and mas ter. He may enter at will, bat generally annoonces Us coming beforehand, so that he may not run the risk of meeting female vis- itors who are probably the wives of his friends. In well regulated hoiues the bus band intrudes only at fixed hours, perhaps for a short time after midday prayers, and does not else favor his harem till he retires to rest Home life, such as we understand it, can scarcely be said to exist for the Mo- hammedan. The man lives in and at his work outside, and the woman among her slaves and friends in the harem. The most interesting view of the home life of the ha- rem is when it is considered as the cradle in which Eastern manhood is reared. Schools of any kind are few and meagrely pitronized and boarding schools are unknown. A few boys are sent to Paris, Constantinople, or Syria to be educated but the majoritygio v up among slave girls and servants, seeing a great deal which they ought not to see, and learning very little of what they shotdd. It is small wonder, then, that the better moral qualities, if any were ever inborn, are ra- pidly obliterated, and the boj grows up to the man saturated with vice and effeminacy. The women occupants are the wife or wives and the female slaves. Perhaps on no sub- ject does greater misconception prevail than on this of harem slavery. The field, how- ever, is too wide a one to be touched on more than incidentally. The name of slave as applied to the Geor- gian or Circassian girl is a misnomer. She occupies more the position of a friend, or at least of a lady's companion, if she does not, as is often the case, become an adopted daughter of the house. She is well and sometimes expensively dressed, and shares the small amusements of her mistress at the theatif the moolid or the promenade. Now and then the lady may fly in a passion and soundly box the girl's ears or pull out a handful of hair but a reconciliation soon takes place, and is usually cemented with a present of jewelry or a new dress. The principal diversions of harem life con- sist in the visito ot friends and of a perni- cious class of trading women, who hawk about articles of dress and gewgaws from one house to another, retailing the latest gossip and scandal with tbeii wares, and assisting the ladies to get into all manner of scrapes. Wise women, who tell fortunes by cards and incantations, are also in gieat de mand, and their vaticinations, are, as a rule, believed in by the ladies with much the same delightful and blind confidence as is given by farmer's daughters to the mys- terious prophecies of the gypsies. Now and then condign punishment awaita these hags, as in the case of the notorious Ayesha, who' several years ago, was called for one night, hustled into a carriage under pretence of visiting a grtat harem, and has never since been heard of. But, as a rule, their sorcer- ies, evil eyes, and charms are perfectly harmless, and when there is nothing better to do they are all called in to beguile the heavy hours. Nor must the men singers be left out in tbe catalogue of delights of the harem â€" a delight, nevertheless, which is but sparingly indulged in, and can only be enjoyed to the full when the harem's lord is away, A notion seems generally prevalent in Eu- rope that if only theharem doors were opened a rush for liberty would immediately take place, and many are the sympathies wasted on the supposed prisoners of the Mohamme- dan'marriage tie. In reality, both men and women consider their state far superioi to that of Europeans. The man argues thus " You are a slave from the moment yon marry. You can not go out to lunch or dinner or to your friends without taking your wife with you. You cannot even leave her alone for a few hours without giv- ing an account of yourself. Such a state of thmgs would be unbearable to me. I go where I like and she -goes where she likes. I pay my servants to look after her, and I am sure that she in not flirting with other men when I am not by her side. You are never sure of this," c. This is his line of argument " The woman says " My religion for- bids me to look upon other men than my husband. If I changed my religion perhaps I would Uke to mix up with every fellow I came across, but so long as I am a Moham- medan I detest the thought of it I cover my face from the sight ol the world, as your women cover their bodies. As to being watehed and guarded, it is a compliment which shows how much my husband cares for me. H he were to leave me to do what I liked, I should know he did not care for me and I should feel deeply insulted." It is difficult for the Western mind fully to grasp the immense eulf between our ideas and theirs. Their reasoning is fallacious and almost ridiculous from our standpoint, but it is good enough from theirs. And, therefore, as long as the Mohammedan re- ligion lasts so long will the harem exist. And ite existence is, oh the whole, a happy and contented one, in spite of all the reason- ing which may be brought to show that it ought to be miserable. Centuries of com- munion and contact with Europeans may possibly change the ideas born and culti- vated thetn harem, but there is asyetno sign whatever 'of such a change. Up to the present no appreciable difference is notice- able in the domestic economy of the Moslem. â€" A Good Word for the Bed-Headed 6M. I notice bom recent paragraphs and articlaa that are going the rounda of the preaa that tiiere are some people who thi«% a red head, when the owner ia a female, needa an apology. Never waa auch a mia- takemade. The red-headed girl ia the cnteanand most clever of her sex ahe ia pretty, too. Her skin is always fair and her eyes blue or blue-gray, and she needs no one to take her part ;^ ahe can do it herself. I have had ezpecioioe more than most men, and I can say truthfully that ftnr the other half of a courting match notiiing can aor- p^ a red-headed gurl, except a red-headed widow whose' matrimonial ezporience haa not been too jniaagfii. Just before he died" »j to aign his name. Gov 'l^ ^Wiwl told^his biotheiZt^Ji^ mother, whose son wan in^ jC that he would pardon lr*StL. iserved three years. •'T!«J*»wi LieuteMjat-Governor) sfSi'Sl said. This waa done, and "^M haa just announced the i^-j *• V' ])ASIIBE. accident hi aeries f In recently paulished r-J. Dickens it is told that one?^"^! picked up one of a pUe of W? " W just been sent " Seems T"*«W looking it over. "gS^I"S that I must read it " Tho i said " That's a very S'^Il^Sl but unless I am mistaken ri!*^ SjJ woman." The book was' "I?* just published. Aa»in The first statue of Lonrfdi^ ed wm be set up in ptSjH poet's birthplace, and wiuH ^^1 Franklin Simmons, a Maine m2,»«11 clay model has just been finU^'K and represents the poet in a sitr " the right arm resting in an mum .-^ the back of a richly ^carved a? " chair, while the other is thrown forward on his=lap, and loosely 1 of manuscript. ' ' Mr. Henry Irvine savs that k- were $180,000 for his rwently dZT' in London. When acting, Mr frS,* in rooms in New Bond Street mt^' his theatre; but his home is at H smith, an hour's drive from there iriS!^ occupies the house that was 'ori owned by Nell Gwyne, and more i by the Bitemans. A more beautifniil could scarcely be imagined. Mr spends very little time there, but the k is always open and in visits. A magnificent gift haa been made to Natural History Museum, South K« ton, by Capt Wardlaw Ramsay The Marquess of Tweeddale had perhaw' finest private collection of birds m Gie Britain, and had in addition a very valniL. ornithological librar This coUectioniJ the library were bequeathed to Capt W say, who has now assii^ned the whole to J nation, together with many rare omitbU gical specimens obtained by himself in w far Cast. The value of this present is f 15 1 000. ' Samuel B. Holden, of Craigh, MiaonL I has had something of a Rip.Van WisMea. perience. Eight years aro he came houl one day complaining of an intense pabb his heaid. In twen^-four hours he wa J drivelling idiot A few days ago he ctm suddenly out of this state of idiotcy, ui' took up his life's story where be had left it off eight years before. All the {^jj. cians of his neighborhood are puzzling ma the extraordinary case, which is being it cussed with all seriousness and perfect good faith by the newspapers of Missonn. General Charles J. Paine, whose fameui yachtsman is now world-wide, is adirectje- scendant of Robert Treat Paine, one of signers of the Declaration of Independence, He was born in Bosk)n fifty- four yean tgo, and is a graduate of Harvard, clus oi ' He is tall, spare, and stoops slightly. The hair rn the top of his head is exceediigl; thin, but it has not yet begun to whiten. General Paine made the bulk of his mone; by his Own exertions, though he inherited i little and married a wealthy wife. HiBiec ord as a soldier during the war is nob brilliant than he has made as a yachtaau since. To ase Mr. Gladstone walk a mile os the turf is said to be a rich treat Even in tbe streets of London he is shout the noK graceful and nimble pedestrian yon wonM meet in a day. He strides with the spring; freedom of an athlete, and has al! the eloquent grace of a4mcing-ma8ter, withott a trace of the dandyism. More likely than not you will see him swinging his old bet in one hand, while widening his collar witb the other. Then in to breakfastâ€" a whole- some, simp'e English breakfast, which iie eate with a hearty relish that is the en^7 of most of his juniors. Then after lunch at t»o comes work in doorsâ€" letters. Homer (hen always pegging away at his Homer), toe writing of magazine articles on theology. Greek and Latin poetry, how to make jam, the Bulgarian question, practical forestiy, old China, ancient Troyâ€" goodness know what 6'adstone has not written, u wriniig, or will write about, and always as an w- thority, too. Robert L. Knox, who has been connect^ with the Panama Railway for six monUis, has just returned home, and gives a start- ling description of life and death among tw laborers on the Panama Canal. He »J^ that Panama comes nearer being hades tm any place he was ever in. The laborers oie off like cattle wher murrain strikes them. " I went down one day to see the acw laborers at work," said he, "and I never will forget what I saw. The weather w soft that day, and fifty or more fresn colored fellows had been 'tongat i^- r the afternoon the heat and the air had tBw effecte upon them, and one by one they k I saw one man hit on the head by the exo^ vating machine. He was killed, i" body was immediately hoisted wto » dumping tube, sent through the mwnw^ and that was the last seen of »"â„¢- if* *^-L^omerou8 **^*AetateriorofRounr.i »*»*£.5 port forthe purpd ^^^^^^Adr aavinga, fearmg #ltb»«r^ Rumanian f^SLveUers havelongevad ^Hieitrave»«^^ igland in 1 S^AeyW«e rowed by Tuj .^^ISien. mostly "-^ iL ijfwaapOB^ble to ^irf»*J*,]rdififeront ways ^ZA**^^Jitita Some time ?r^'»S5ySSkii.gontheba ,V«**J»»r2rrible screams iss, »dyfr»«»'T^Beveral hours simf r il« ° uWd by persons wl -^Sr^i to thls^t On aitf »»•* «*^!fther they foundthad fJ^^eiSi cJossilg the river I ffiSThad been murderedl I boatmen. now IB inquiry was ljjinn»u»--_^ j^ Fiscal General, ^% B«Si^ which has beei ^^â- -•^•crrSto^^^at bundled^ *** !!X havebeen murdere. jrJ%^oZnt of landing Â¥^ *^wW the money and g. I*?'?r^em; their corpses bd i^ ^t SHraves already prep j '•-^Ih^w: Seng the reeds inj ^the murderers were Turl Wtm"n from Rustcbuk, r JSTnnder their clothes *f ?^!««rwith which they I •^ .*'^L one after anothel ;^dintheDanabe^^^^ .Hated to Take Any Chances. "fcankshad brought his childre^ â- â€¢,."fe!tMully in a veritable CtS'^wS one small secederl Sitfor himself and rejected the iti When Christmas Eve came iJitnfiled to hU mother his d| Jib'leevethatldontb'leeveu â- ^" ^* "?*^' Jt be 1 Ij,^ mamma, I don t o leeve \*L"r;ening, when the Xe assembled in the parlor 'oZa and a genuine Santa CU £ white whisker and all th| 1 features â€" entered. L.ittie 'ro^d with an incredulousjri. »1 the members ot his tribe. S present, and each one bad a re lanta. PhU kept up his un ta Claas turned to go. he oassed into the haU fear and Lftathe small boy's mind, i? believe in any such personage, i to take any chances. His teet and at hwt he sUd from his cha a the disapparing figure. £ of Christmas reached the froni a very beseeching voice grs S-a-B-d s-l-e-d " Bciiu It the? night when the men are through wort » I then they fight with knives and Kiu »;;_ A Handltoa lady asked one of the child- wn fa her Sonday-a^iool daaa, *« What waa Iteainef tkaFhariaeaar* **X«tfnKoameh. begin a debauch on smuggled then they fight with knives anu »â-  othej:. In a big city you can see n nature in bad forms, but the worst forms vice practised in New York aid L»do»^Yti, Paris are nowhere when '"°P*)^ma«." what can be seen every day on the Istn A would-be masher accosted *Jf ipxl on the streets of Augusta, jae.,^^ other evening and wanted to go Mine her. She said that he might, ana oarefuUy led her escort into a water i^ that was soak in the ground, sie and laughed at him as he crawled oni, as a drowned rat, and sneaked ofi. A cwrespondent describing M' jje says: Hia personality and his "y^nost remain a mystery to those who ?*f, "^-pies- olosely. There is nothing speciwij JI,ot sive about hia face. It is ael»»'*!j there being either nervoua or handsonoe, w ^^t is no sign of ateangth or depthm |» jjfc. wea, ita thin noae, or its "»i-,f«Bii- His voice is high pitched and r»t^.,of nine in its intonation, with no so^ ^^ magDetisBi in ita fibre. He ««» %« BQ nairiked faoolty for remembeine^ orfimk. He haa BO partioo^ *r^^ teof ftlttiiMiit outride of iti llliiiaiffli'8 Battle "With a Wild-C .jiily, whUe W. D. Clark, of P. y, CsL, was away from home, 1 srirlB, the eldest ten years of a; a large wildcat prowling aro eptorimity to the bam. They I small dojss, gave chase, the eld "j not with a broom, but a blaci IwMcat ran to the mountains, Inda away, took a position on M«r vid waited for the attackin jMe girls took in the situation KM*' ears and cried '• sic," and ^„_i. The little girls stood by, Ica^ dogs and surrounding bould BsUnesas they could pull up, ai |hlacksnake continuously. Yoi dent is of the opinion that tfc ke did the business, as in looki: ps boyhood days he has a vivid W ine effect of one in particula â-  prls then dragged their victi much fatigued and hardly bit was. They certainly did r t risk they had taken. • A Otand Niclit- ^ennyaon was always a favorite ' I n^ at one time he was a f reqv t tiie house on Cheyne Walk, that famous sound-proof i On one of these visits they ilyla'sstody on each side oi Hid theie for two hours 1 in profound meditation, tl (vahnken save for the Uttl ' «oiind that the lips of the • j* they aent pufli of smoke 'jfll'tt. Not one sin^rle word |y Ait wr two hours of thisst •wtween two great souls tl i«««h other wiout speech, »**• leave of his host. Cs i?*"»to the door, and then, L^Vottwed these words: iWrehadagrandnicht! i «la.' Staler than His Meat. "That last meat yc "Waa it?" • Tfea, it waa, and mi |j^ "I can show yon ^1^ SMat for ataleness ^»i)on*t believe it "Yonr account ou â€" ♦ EflOMt and True-

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