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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1891-3-5, Page 6What Saved 113er. euet a nide frogeu ond- Ca1L Silver like. Just a little maiden! Traid the ice will break. ;rust a little pair ot skates Strapped to dainty feet, Maiden vety inid Stylish, though, and sweet, ,inst a little pebble, Vrogen in the ice; Maiden skatin4 hack wards, Thinks she doing nice, Skates they strike the pebble, Shrieks they rend the air, Likewise maiden clutches It in macl despair. flverybody rushes, Thinking maiden dead, Or that she has surely Cracked laor stately head. Ali their fears are groundless, Such was not her lot, rot the pretty little maid Wore a esyche knot. THE PRIMA DONNA. He did Lot elate: the studio, he only stoo& upon the threseale or an instant, exolainning :— eeo Whet at eed hitt on already, and not yet 11 o'eleck ? That is good. I arn glad that yea an (3ing early, Anthony, for Prof. Seediest' is growIng mix -Ions but you. He tells nae ebet eon are running down from everwork. Peesibly you have come irceportent ongaceinent that you are keeping ; eat it not, 1 should be glad to have you drive wah me for Di half hour down the river. It is IA glorious day, and the horses ere ht the door. Can you? " "Prof. Saarlatti is an ase I " I replied, fending it neaeseary to vent my wrath upon some one. Nevertbelese, I Isbell be very glad to drive with you. I wilt oome at nteme." Teeming to Leonora, I d imply ven- tured to say: "1 shell expect ou &minor. row, at nine, as asuel " Then, leaving the peiette and tiruthes for her to clean, I wettv oat without venturing to look beck-. I was ertgry with my father for milling me awae , sRbuuh, as ever, I was surely eoing f u.wownfreswili; while iny very apeedenci iclnotauoe hastened my footetepsas 1 tureat and followed hitn. PER VIII. Tan NIGHT AND THE MORNING. My atordehment, then from his position on tne theesbola of the aiudio, he should have noticea the uhauge at all, prevented my speaking for a 'moment, and when I woula have acknowledged my indebtness to his criticism, he continued : "1 have been wondering—it would be a new sensation and would startle the world a tittle, hut theu the world needs startling, it le growing eo languid and and drowsy of late—how would it strike you, the idea of preparing companion pieces of the size of the one which you have just completed? Call them, for instence, The Night and The Morning. The one which you have, with gery slight changes in the color.thats and a touch of sadness in expression, would make a remarkably beautiful Night, while I ehould judge from the little sketch which you made me upon the Blaine (I was look. Mg at it yesterday) that Minae face would be wonderfully expressive of the light, and the truth and the bounty of Morning. It may not please you, you know, and there is surely no neceesity ; but it will do no harm to think it over for a day or two be- fore you pledge yourself to give this work at once to the public. I am sure that it would enhance the beauty and the value of both to prepare such a compenion piece. Call that The Morning and this The Night." or the fleet time in my life I understood cot only my father's words, but what he meant by them. Like the song of the Lore- lei, they echoed in my heart: "Call that The Morning and call thie T.he Night." Considering my practical etupidity in the past, it must have surprised my father when'for once, I answered directly to his thought, "She is not coming again to the studio." " You have disoharged Leonora 2 " he Bekaa, looking luta my eyes for an instant. "No, I dad nor discharge her," I replied; but ehe told me this morning that she would never come again." "Was she tooking for more money or— comethiug? " lzc said more to himself than to me. I am Euro it was not money," I replied, far 1 cffe.recl her nacre to stay, and it only .rande her so angry that she threw her puree, with ell tbat I had paid her in it, at °my feet, and. refased to tench it. I urged her to remain, but ehe declared that she -wouid not come again, even for a single day:" I timid this mach, simply to clear Leonora from whet I coneidered an unjust suepicion. The day before I should not have hesitated a moment to tell my father all, and even then Ioneouid lieve wondered had I no- ticed n frown upon his forehead, but to.day I could not tell him, for I began to realize that it might wound him to feel that he had done it. I had become so used to his oaring for me that I imminently expected it; but it was a new eensation, to care for him; and this is why I think that 1 had begun to love him. He turned about and looked at ne eearchingly for a moment, when, sud- denly comprehending even the look, I ex- claimed indiguently "Father, are you thinking that I—" "Thank yon, Aeathony," he said, inter- rupting iie and speaking more earnestly than I had ever heard him speak before. ",Whatever I was thinking, I think it no more." Then after a moment's pause, he added: "She must have been behind the coma yesterday when I looked at your peenting." "She was there, father," I replied, relno. tangy, and eagerly added "I am glad that she was therm Everything is as it should For a long time we rode on in silence. Had I known the tenor of his thoughts I might better have comprehended the mean- ing of his next expression, spoken more to himself than to me. As it was, I only real- ized that in an undertone be repeated that old watchword : "It is woe to the world becense of our offences, though it must tieede be that offences come. : But woe stilton him by whom tbe offences comes." CHAPTER IX. PROMPTING:3, The breakfast table the next morning Wail Set for only one, and as I entered, the eiervreat handed me leeter, with the astound- ing information that my father had left Florence the night before on the exprees for the North. With trembling hand 1 broke the seal, and D forebodin.g, premonition warned me to send the servent frora the room before I opened tho letter and read :-- DEAR BOY: , "It Rs poesible, I eim afraid. even prob. able, that you are impelled to rely too much open my opinione. It is very much against my own wishes that you have grown into the theoeythat everything is as it ahonld be beesitiee it is 4£1 I would have it. The time will come Yemen yea will discover that this is wot a Bate niltstiOn, and I fear that then• you will be iiestla tempted to reprotioh n:18. 12 I aid you to Make thin discovery, before my withal' hitee led you into any permanent bajary,1 raey, thereby, &mane a teproeclaftd thougett, end mertt iheteati that which r «oa on for mad hsve moet tiotigitt for, .our conteleitrie, "1 ihatitc indulge Ille-long desire t() visit Americe And The far east. Were yea with me, I shouli myself be infinitely happier; but I ain oonsoious that only in being left to yourself will you diecover and be eble to utilize the independopoe of free- dom; therefore, I leave you abruptly. Ie is the male wav that I Gan emoompliele the end in view. I leave you,meet earnestly cloaking Mat in every action you be your own criterion and follow your individual promptings lnpiioitly. Feel that you are under no authority, for I give you my most solemn pledge thee I will endorse, without when e return. "Draw upon my Winker(' as you will. They have inatirnotione Wet whatever I Love is absolutely at your disposal, " Conoerning our canvereation this after - goon, I need not tell you I believe, that I had no ionntion or desire to be overheard when I WPM in your studio; yet possibly I do not regret it ; for if something had not opeaed her eyes or yours you might have followed a peith which I followed, in the same ignorance and la the end neither you nor I could have avoided the impreseion that I wee someoliet responsible for what. ever came of it. This reeponeibility and result I can dread as you eannot now, know- ing as I do the uuntterable misery which your mother suffered, and the hell whew) fires that eaffering ligiated in my life. I painted nay morning first and let it go from me and all my life, &nee then, I have been working upon ruy night. So far, the work which you have wilt make e better night than morning, and I thank heaven that I speak while you heve it yet in your control. What then? For yon —God grent it Out of the night, then the morning. Yon can- not do better." I eruehed the letter in ray trembling hand, lit it in the blaze of a sprit lamp burning under my coffee urn, laid it upon my anueed breakfast plate and silently watched it until neatest atom was devoured, The pbceatx which rose from theme leshee, to live and heath me, to enter my bedroom at night, to sit beide ine et the table, to walk with rue unbidden through the streets, to hold my palette unasked at the easel, was the spirit of that last refrain: " Oat of the night, then the morning- You ocennot do better." It had followed me from the Lorelei to Florence; it followed me from Florence to the Lorelei. A halthour later, as I mechanically entered my smile, the keeper of the build- ing gave me Leonortne duplicate key. I took is without comment, and, entering, looked the door behind me. I was alone, and very much needed to be alone. Until ten y ears before, my only consular:et wish had beea to please Alines. Through the ten years my father's thoughte and foot- steps had been inexorable new. I had never in my life tine:levered an 000asion for con. eidering the viiedom of anything. I had never had any reason to ask myself "Shall I do this? " I had never found an oppor- tunity rrgairing, me to sey " I will not do that." No one had ever timid to me: "You must," or, doubtless, like other boys, I should have found a will and a way of my own, in direct opposition, and acted upon many a oonsoiotas prompting of combative volition. As it was, however, at four.and- twenty, having mastered more than an or. dinary university &Demuth; of the nonpro. feseional, and having gained a point in art that was far beyond my years, I was guilt- less of ever having sated upon an original idea or an independent thought. That is what was left alone in Florence, bidden to follow its individual promptinge implicitly. Never, I think, was mortal so completely fettered by emancipation as he who sat in my studio that morning, trying to realize that for the first time in hie life he was absolutely free. Promptiuge What were they? He looked vacantly about the studio and his eyee fell upon the" Sunriee." Ah there was one wish of his father's left him, after all, and he grasped it as though it were a treaeure he had sought for ages. Arming himself with large portions of brown and bine, two colors which had hardly found a possibility for themselves in the entire composhion, he began to work upon the psinting with almoat the energy of despair. Hour after hour he bent over the canvas, in fiendish glee, that, for one day, at least, he wee defying the fate that would drive him to his own, individual prompiinge. The redeem huee faded before his tonoh to sombre grey. The fleecy mists forgot their snowy lustre, and threatened storm. The smile upon the lips departed before a sentiment as sad as though a sigh had just escaped them. The eyes—ah they were happy, laughing eyes—he touched them. Joy vanished and they shone instead with tears. I started back f rem the canvas in terror. The figure before me was Leonora still, but it was Leonora as I had seen her the day Sabre, when I suddenly looked up to find her weeping. It was Leonora as she posed for me yesterday, the model for my work to.day. Stepping back, I examined the result more carefolly. Yes, it was "Night" in every feature and sentiment, and Moon untarily I exclaimed: "What an improve. ment ! Who could have believed how in- tensely the darkened donde and deeper shadows would bring oat the grace and beauty of the form half hidden, half dis- closed by them. Wondering, I asked myself bow my father could have seen so accurately Shat a little clamp in the color.tints " would make ot the Sunrise " a " Night " SO militia more beautiful. And thus I °erne again to the old conclusion: it was my father's work, not mine; his verdict, ever so bitter, ever so trne, that I could do better. I had dreaded his criticism when it was my daily bread, and now as intensely I longed for it, the moraent there was no hope of his coming in to say "In this light, in that line, Anthony, I think that you can do better." As I stood before the painting, I could see point after point where his suggestion had made it whet it was. Bat beyond Shat, there was nothing; nothing but Leonora and her tears. Then my eyes fell from the painting and rested, by chance, upon the little puree, lying where Leonora had throwro it. I had vaguely hoped thst she would not be too proud to take ik with her when she went; though I knew very well that she would leave it there, and, as I picked it up and held it in my hand, I almost felt thee I had robbed her. Gently I oareased it, as though the kindness of the tench might in some way atone for my rudeness, Why should I not have regretted being rade to Leonora? Who could have offended her without regretting it ? She was poor while I was rich. Once I had been poor, And I had not forgotten the bitternees of rudeness and the blessing of kindness from the rich. At least I could return the money to her, and that I veorild do. She might not wish to take it from me personally, bat I dould easily send it by a police messenger, and turned at once to the door, intent npon following this firet individual prone p ti r g. Oh, the fatefut sarcasm of those infinitesimal nothings which delay one for a moment, when he who hesitate§ is lost. At the door I peuseti just long enough for a i pertingglance at the memcasto, attracted for this nstant by the &Hoene armies per. Needing the air about everything pertaining to Leonora, This Was the lag time that I elaorild ever touch anything that was hers, end, tie I looleed at it with a carioas eug- gestion of pain at the thought IA parting, wiehed that I migilat keep it, Leonora htd been BO kind, rilo gentle, so patient, I could never target her, and just' for old aseoida. tions' sake how pleauant 15 would be to have some little token—only a silk embroidered puree—te remind me of the werans thee had flown so aveiftly while I was painting the " Sauriee." I shuddered 1 No! the " Night." Opening the door, I went into the outer room; but my fingers olosed rebelliously aboutthe little purse, and again I paused. Was not tide following my own indivedual promptings? I held is up to the light ; a delicate piece of needlework, done by her Own hands, no doubt, for ehe had shown me several exquisite patterns of embroidery which she had executed with wonderful skill. That little purse would be a moat preciotte eouvenir to me, it I could but rid the memory of the thought of the rudeness through whioh 1 clime by it. I turned about irresoiately. At latest I was trying to follow my own promptinge. When 1 was angry, Leonora calmed me. When I was gloonny she otieered me. When my thoughts persistently hang among question, whatever you are and hive been unpleasant fanoiee, she gently turned them back upon my work again. And she was BO beautiful. Now she was gone and I ehoald miss it all Why had I not appre. Mated it when it was mine? It I should keep that little parse, would it not 'mime: times be almost like having Leonora back again? I slowly retraced my steps. Sne did not like to be a model, and only ooneented because she was poor. Parses she could embroider without number, but money was what she needed. A happy thought mune to me (or was it unheppy Shat I might double tne amount of money whioh I sent to her and keep the purse; for au even exchange would ba no robbery, and, withal, it might possible act in some measure as an antoneruent for my rudeness to her. With this thought I went resolutely to my desk, and upon the rosewood cover emptied and counted the contents of the parse. Every florin which I had paid her was there. I wondered that she bad epent nothing of it all when she'was ao poor, and took some gold from my pooket, more than doubling the amount, thiuking, perheps, of the erembling hand which a hungry boy had extended, ten years before, toward the first piece of gold which had ever come within his reuoti. Then sitting down,' with careful consideration I wrote :— " SIGNORINA: I very greatly regret that I offended you, and more than you men realize I should appreciate your forgiveness. If you will be as generous in forgetting my unkindness you were ba aiding ma about my work, you win take the enclosed as your due. It was worth mach more then this to me simply to lamve you as the model for my painting; therefore, if you refuse it, it men only indi- cate that you are uoforgiving and that you regret having come to my studio, which wonld be a panishment to me, more I think than I jnetly deserve." I looked from the note to the empty purse and wondered if there were anything in it all that would cause my father to frown. Was not this following my individual promptinge On leaving the studio I was surprised to find that the sun wee setting over the Arno. It had hardly seemed an hour to me since the early morning, when I entered. Crude t as the inspiration was, it was the strongest and moat absorbing that day which had ever held me before the easel. On reaching home I found one of my tn. tore waiting for me, bat angrily I refused to see him. That, at least, was my own prompting. If I could not have my father with me I would sit, through the long even- ing whh no other companion than my dia. coesolete self. At one time I even thought of following him. I looked over the table of train departures, bat it was too late, and even though I could have found him, which, doubtless, would have been impossible, I realized that till I had followed his advice and after the night had produced the morn- ing, I should be anything but proud to present myself before hint, and utterly an. worthy of the longernfor commendation : " You cannot do better." Suddenly, as the thought came to me, I sprang to my feet with an exclamation of delight. There was yet left me an expressed wish of my father's that was still unfollowed. How heal come to overlook so great a blessing? Upon the " Night " my brash and brain unaided could do no more. When he returned, his eye would instantly discover Smite that still lay hidden there, and I shotild see them and correct them. Bat for me, the "Night was finiehed. Finished Was the night for me finished? Ala how little I knew about anything. I thought that it was finished, and I eagerly said to myself "After the night, then the morning. I cannot do better." My father had very distinctly indiosted that Mina's face should be the model for my " Morning," end that with my heart better than with my hand I should paint it, till in reality ae in art she proved the light, the truth and the beauty of my day. Was it not so? Coald I more deferentially have carried out his will Could I more sorupulowily have followed my own? Whether it was hia will or my own that would be acting upon me I could not tell. It had always been so, and even in his ab- sence it was so again. Bat I must see Mina's facie before I painted it. That, at least, was necessary, and, forgetting that I was not perfect, I resolved to go at once to Mina. So far as I had any immediate promptinge in the matter I followed them implicitly. CHAPTER X. OUT OF THE NIGHT, THEN—? Very ranch as I left Boppard I went away from Florence, before daylight the next morning, without waiting to say farewell to any one. It was a long but not a dreary journey, for there was too much that was new and too much of the first journey, to recall, for 15 50 grow monotonous; and, in spite of my anxiety to see Mina, I stopped first at St. Goer, yielding to an irresistible desire to walk up the river a little ,way and stand again just over the Rhine from the Lorelei. The fesoination amounted almost to terror as I sat open the bank, reviewing that memorable day and dreaming again the dream that had warned me to leave Bop. pard ; with so mach in it wbieh at the time was inoomprehensible, but now appeared so graphically prophetic. In the rapid Action of the years which had followed I had practically forgotten the dream, in ite minute details, but now they returned to nie as vividly tie when I closed my eyes in the little attic chamber, and I was astonished to discover that that dream had presented an exact pioture of my actual studio in Florenoe, It was aa =orate as the image of the grirn rook had been, and I shuddered, as when I first came upon the real Lorelei. I could not for one regiment doubt that some spirit hand had dealt with me, that night; but what wee the meaning of it alt? It had brought me a message in that little attic chamber of unsophisticated ignorenoe, I had heard it then, but had not underetood it. I realized ite importance more emrhM- ioIly to.day, but was still as ignorant se before. Alms! They have eyes, hut the eee not ; ears have they, but thitylaciar not. ' I knew that with Weil:laid ?meet voice had spoken to me. I felt that it spoke as one heving authority, and thet the message which it brought me muse be of portentous value; but I could uot, at least I did not, understand it. I only oomprehended the trivial patients whieh had already been fun filled, and nautely realized that the warning, whatever it wee, bore upon something still in the future, beyond the brow of the cliff, where, frona a hight to which I (meta not attain, I atilt seemed to see my Mina look- ing down and singing (To be Continued). Notes from Scotland As a result of General Booth's recant visit to Glasgow tally 136,000 have been subscribed to the " Darkeet England" scheme. The number of einigranta who left the Clyde for plecee out of Europe during January Wfra 691, of whom 660 mime to the United States. The Rev. Dr. 131aok, of Wellington Church, Glasgow, will, it is underaliood, be nominated for the raoderatorehip of the U. P. Synod this year. The Countess of Aberdeen has been aliened President of the Scottish Women's Benefit Society (in the place of the late Countess of Roseberry) and the Hon. Lady Campbell of Blythswood ViomPresident. Mr, John Wilson, M. P,, at a temperance gathering in the City Temple, London, ex- pressed his belief that if ail Scotland were polled tomorrow three fourths of its ia, habitents would be in favor of prohibition. It is proposed to endow 50 new periehes in Scotland, and for this purpose an effort is being made to maw from 13150,000 to 13200,000, one half to be contributed locally, and the other from the members of the Chureh at large. The oldest of the Scotch Lords of Simian is the Right Hon. John Inglis (Lord Glen - souse), Lord Jamie:el-General, aged 80; the youngest is the Hod. Moir Todd Stormonth Darling (Lord Stormonth Darling), aged 46. Marvellous Aluminum, Eugene Cowles and a few other gentle. men of this city have unique souvenirs, or poeket pieces. It ie a coin about the size of a dollar, made of pure aluminum. To the eye it resembles in sheen and color a silver dollar, bat take it up and it hi as light se a paper. The coin is stamped with a picture of the Haymarket Theatre in Chicago, and bears suitable ineorip.. tions. Mr. Cowles says the imprint of the die oan never be effaced by the corroding lid of time. Bury an alarainum ooin, and ,at the end of 10,000 years the insoriptions Will' be as plain as ever. Had the ancients "need aluminum for their ooins, in place of gold and Bayer, we would know much more about their (materna than we do, for such kgewledge has been lost through the blurred and indistinct inscriptions upon the coins of antiquity that have come down to no. The souvenirs were pre- sented by Elijah Davis, a colored man, formerly of this city, but now part owner of the Hsymarket Theatre. —Lockport Union. Scottish Military Changes. On the 2nd inst. it was ofiaaielly notified from the Britieh War Office that the 1355 -Elnesars, on leaving Edinburgh and Ghee- gow in the spring, will go to Ballincollig ; and that the Cameron Highlenders, going from Edinburgh in June, will proceed to Bradford instead of to Ireland, as origin. ally proposed. The battalion for Glasgow .is the first Royal Scots Fusiliers, now at Inddblipi; and the orders for the let . Royal ote Wee that they will arrive at Bain- . harigh in June. The changes proposed for the Scottieh line battalions in the spring are: 20a Black Watch from Belfast to Limerick, and 1st Seaforth Highlanders, Dublin to Fermoy ; the 2nd Argyle and Sutherland Highlanders are to go from Aldersot to India in the next India troop. ing season ; the 2nd Royal Scots from Malta to India; and the let Gordon High. lenders from Ceylon to Manritine and she Cape. 15 18 probable that the Carabineers (655 Dragoon Gaurds), between leaving Leeds and arriving at Edinburgh, will go to the Curragh for drill. The Strong Ilan. At the Auditorium, Toronto, yesterday -afternoon, C. A. Sampson, who claims to be the strongest man on earth, gave a pri. vete entertainment which fairly astonished alepresent. Sampson is of medium height, and weighs 172 pounds. He measures 42 inches round the oheet. Some of the Meta of strength which he showed were extra- ordinary. 'Diking a strong steel chain in his hands, he eaeily breaks it link by link. One of the simplest of his exhibitions is the bending and breaking in two of a quarter cer ten cent piece. Sampson puts a double chain bracelenlike around his biceps; he takes a long breath, he raises his forearm; the muscles begin to swell, and in less time Shan it takes to tell it, snap go the chains, A similar feat is performed by the develop- ment of the masoles of the chest. He stated yesterday that he is willing to compete against 14 of the strongest men in Toronto in a pull, and is reedy to bat 10 to 1 that he will beat them. The Track of the Reaper. The following are the mortuary statistics for the month of January, giving the rate of death per thousand of population: Mon- treal 1.72, Toronto .116, Quebec .283, Ham- ilton 1.42, St. John( N. B.) 124,0ttawa 1.56, Halifax 2.07, London 1.04, Winnipeg .93, Victoria (B. C.) 1.37, Kingston 1.42, Brant. ford .70, Hall 1.64, Charlottetown .58, St. Thomas 1.22, Guelph 1.13, Windsor .123, Belleville .76, Stratford 1.00, Sherbrooke 2.11, Three Rivers 2.84, Peterboro' 1,07, Woodstock 1.08, Brookville .90, Chatham 1.48, Sorel 1.95, St. Hyacinthe 2.50,Galt .95, Fredericton .82, St. John's (P. Q.) 1.03. Stratford appears in the returns for the first time. It is noticeable that the returns show a great deoline in the death roll as compared with January of last year. But She grippe was raging at that time, and Shat fact easily accounts for the difference. Dinner for the Freaks. A New York club recently gave a dinner to. all the principal freake in the dime museums. Living skeleton' a fat women, turtle boys, contortionists, megnetio women, Chinese giants, calf headed boys, three armed and four legged born dined and danced with their hosts until a very late hour. Piscatorial. The Crimson: "Did the fiehtnan have frogs' lege Bridget 2" a Sure 1 couldn't see, mnra ; he had his penal on." In some langnages, notably the Japau. ea°, there is no word foe kiss. —Miss Weehawken—I sleep in feathers, bat I believe it is unhealthy. Miss Palisade --Whet lin that 1 Look at the spring chicken ; seo how tough he is." Mrs. Langtry is sheet to withdrew her Antony and Cleopatra," whioh bahbeen a hieing 6ppulation and will appear in Rose Ceghlan a nee/ play, 1‘ Lady Barter." ONE OF THE KING'S DAUGHTERS. lUie Evuut 011003 Worleme the canebter of Chief aestiee Oalt. Wilfie Galt, daughter of Chief jetetice Galt, of Toronto, and niece of Sir Ai T. Galt, of Montreal, is a lieutenant of the lelalvatien Army, Mies Galt is a lady, not BO DIM% because she is the daughter of judge Galt, ae that nature has stainpecl She gentleness, the sweetnese, the Sendereaeartedness of the true lady upon her. Nature has given her the graceful carriage, the long arched neck, the small head BO beautifully poised, the voice whose toneS are soft lend randical, the large wistful hazel eve, the aquiline nose, ehe oval face and the calm, high, white forehead. Culture and refined Stir. roundinge have given her that unmistak. able tteeent wilful), in any environment, would unfalteringly fix her status. Bliss Galt, the child of luxary, now ebeeps in a ocnoniou iron bed, lives tn bare, uncarpeted rooms, ie not alweys sure of enough to oat, idid e et is 50 heppy as the dey 18 long I A reporter foiled Miss Galt away at the top of the barraces in ii, hula room whose floor and walla were bare. When asked how she mune to join the Army she saki : "You know 1 hem boon brought up differ- ently, but wben, six or seven years ago, the Salvation Army came to Toronto, 'Whit% V7048 my home I went to hear them. God had not called me then to work for Him. I had one great objection to the Army— and that was that the women spoke in the meetings. St. Paul has said that the women ahould keep silent in the churches. Well, I was e half soldier for some time and my objeotioes were finally conquered. I media no deoisien in Toronto, but while in Helifes with my people God spoke to me. Understand," ahe said, smiling, "1 don't meitu by a vieion or anything of thet kind, but spoke to my heart. I know the voice of Goa now, and I know it WM His voice fleet epoke. I knew than whet God wanted rue to make of my lite. I gave rayeelt to His direction tend joined the Army. In Halifax there is a, training home, and there I went ite a cadet. When prepared I was Bent to Eit. John, and there began to epeek for the Master." ' " You play the tambourine? " asked the reporter, pointing to a apeoimen of that inetrumeut hanging at the back of the door.,vv, e have Scripture for that," oho re. plied, and then ehe opoke of Miriam and her song of triumph. "12 the tambourine help to make the meeting attractive, why should we not nee it 2 What are friends -- though I love them dearly—and what is any earthly consideration compared with giving oneself wholly to the Lord The things I came delighted in now eeem frivol- ous and empty. Oh, if you could know the joy it was to engage in the work at St. John, and see its effects upon rough, wicked men. That was my happiness." ".1 suppose you have no means to minis- ter to the bodily wants of the needy? " "05, no. Indeed, eocrietimes we are not quite euro of our own mainteiaanoe. Bat what about that, compered to the joy of being instrumental in saving souls? I would rather see seat saved than enjoy creature comforts."—Iliontrecti Witness. Kints for Maintaining Health. When the health is fairly good, and there is no speoiel strain to be put upon the system, the normal appetite may be trusted to indicate the kind and quantity of food neoeseary to maintain that condition. Naturally the appetite varies with the changing seasons, and unless it indicates an unreasonable extreme of indulgence or ebetinence, no attention need be paid t0. any other monitor. Much harm ie done by injudicious or meddlesome friends suggesting that a person is too stoat or too thin, too pale or too ruddy, and serione dieturbanoes of the eyetem often follow the mischievone advice to take some bitters or pills, or refrain from fattening food or drink. Paying attention to any of these fads is like playing with fire. If you are ill enough to seem to warrant any radical change of diet or any application of medi. eine, consult your physician at once. Above ell, avoid advertised quaok medicines. To use the opinion of a ebocessful dealer in them, whose bank balance is more liberal than his conscience, they are "made to sell." If you feel a little debilitated take the c000s Sofia; eat plenty of fresh ripe fruit and vegetables, especially oranges; drink lemonade; and when unusually fatigued, and jest before retiring, drink a glass of milk as hot as can be taken, in large sips. Walk reasonably, and eleepin pare air. If a few days of thie sort of home treatment fail to bring up the body and mind to their proper tone, call in your dootor and follow his advice.—Juliet Corson in Harper's Bazar. A Rival to the Maltese Cat. A rival to the Maltese oat re the Maltese dog, an irresistible bit of canine beauty Which comes straight from the Peels kennels. His mietress, a Washington belle, who has jaat returned from abroad, considers him the most valuable prize she has secured during her wanderings. He has been dubbed Marquis, and is thoroughly French from the top of his curly white head to the tip of his snowy tail. Spoken to in French he becomes a most obedient dog, bat his knowledge of English is at pre sent very limited. Novelties In jewelry. j A silver bookmark is in the form of an Ottle leaf. A plain but very neat looking garter buckle is in the form of a scallop shell. A brooch is in the design of a tam. bourine, the head of which is embellished with e miniature. Mourning br000hea are made in th forms of pansies and violets, in black enamel.—Jewellers' Weekly. A Regular Snap. Buffalo News: "What is Smith doing now 2" " He is travelling with a elms." " Pretty hard work, isn't it ?" " No; he has nothing to do except to stick hie head in the lion's mouth twice a day." Out of Season. Jiidge : Merritt—Did your sister get many valentines 2 Little Johnnie—Oh, no. She is a Summer girl. The charge is made by Liberals that ,a bag of mail matter shipped from the Log. berg newspaper office, the Icelandic journal in Winnipeg, to Giroli, Man., hest been destroyed or detained by the post.offme offenals. The paper strongly favored Mr. Taylor, the Liberal candidate, ageinet A. W. Rosa, the Conservative. J. H. Wood, of Birtle, Man., has gone to make inquiries respecting the great Wood legacy which is now awaiting a claimant. Mr. Wood thinks he may be one of the heirs.—Chicago Canadian Anzerican. Beale brewers say they oan tule Went - ern berley, but 15 10 not either as good or as imonomioril ea the Clenadiettogrowni which Is richer. Ws. Cleveland is said to these on 41,000 a pier. --0 TIM KNOT. A Naval Officer contributes SO1110 Facts in Its elistory. In the tieverel artioles that have ap- peared lately, says a naval officer in the New York 2ittsies, appropoa of the meaning of the neutical term "knot," no mention leas been naade of the reason for seleoting 28 and 14 seconds as the intervale to bEi naarked by the sand glass, instead of the more simple half and quarter minute—an overeight whioh leavea the discussion still in much obeenrity. The knot of the log line within my own memory measured an even eight !mamma and was divided into quarters Of two fathOMB by strips of bunt- ing prioked into the strands of the line The successive lengthe of eight tathorna were merked with strands of yarn knotted with one, two, three, eto, knots, whence the name. The speed of the ship Wan. Invariably deeignated as BO many knots and fathoms ot Ole line leaeiteured by a suitable glaee. The proportion 3,600 seoonde 30 aeoonds : 6,086 test: 50.7 feet shows a reasoniebly close approxima- tion to a half -minute ioterval and an eight.fathorn knob; and it is my haves- eion that these were the original tine and ' lengtla units. Which was the first adopted would be hard to say; perhaps the half. minute ; because it was a convenient time interval in heaving the log in the early days of slow speeds; then the eight.fathom knot, beamtuse it wits easy to measure, per- mitted a ready division into halves and quiertere, and was quite aociurate enough for the speeds and methods of the day. With the advent of clipper ships, higher epeede, and improved methoda of naviga- tion a revieion became neoeusery, and the first oherige was from it halt minute to twentymigbt &monde, still preserving the eight -fathom knot. The fourteensecond gime then followed to prevent too mach line running out at the higher speeds. The last (Mange was to 'shorten the knot eight inohes in conformity with the pro- position 3,600 ;28 : 6,086:47,34, end to do away with the halves and quarters, using instead divisions of two.tenths marked tee before. The columns of the log•booke pre- served for some time the old headinga " knots" and " fashions," giving place only ine,recent yeers to "knots' and "tenths. HZ DESIORVED A. PRIZE. Watched a Balky Horse and Had Nothing to Say. .A. farmer, driving a mulistelooking horse, attaohed to an old time imarry.all, ' came to town, declares Texas Siftings. His horse stopped in front of a corner drag store and refused to go on. The farmer urged the animal and then proceeded to beat hint with a rope, but without avail. Of °aurae, hundrede of men came up and offered advice. A. balky horse is perhaps more fruitful of suggestion than anything else can hope to be. One man told the termer to t wist his ; and another one said that a bundle of fodder held before his eyes would have the &aired effect. After awhile the farmer turned to a quiet man standing on the edge of the sidewalk end asked: "What have you got to say ?" "Nothing." " limit there some mistake about that 2" "None whatever." " Are yoa sure ?" " I am certain." " Li it possible," said the farmer, "that you stand there and see a balked horse and have no suggestions to make ?" " It is not only possible, bat it fa an. absolute fact." Where do you live e" "In this town." "Are you going home soon ?" "Yea. But why ?" "Well, I have a bushel of fresh egge Shat I want to present to you. Here take Ulla basket, and when you need any farm truck let me know and it shan't cost yon cent, I admire genius and intuit say that you are the most remarkable man I ever saw." An Advertising Genius. A poor country congregation found itself badly in want of hymn books, and the, clergyman applied to a London firm, and asked to be supplied at the lowest (church) rates. The firm replied that on condition the hymn books contained certain adver- tisements the congregation could have them for nothing. Necessity knows no law, and the minister sorrowfully complied, thinking to himself that when the adver- tisements came they could be removed from the leaves. The hymn -books arrived, and, joy of joy, they contained no inter- leaved advertisements. At the thanks- giving service the good parson joyously gave out the Christmas hymn, and the congregation sang the first verse with fervor. When they reached the last line they found out that this was whet they had been singing: Hark the herald angels sing Beacham's pills are just the thing, Peace on earth and mercy mild, Two for man and one for child. Jessie's Easy One. George ---Darling, don't you think if yon were to study me you could learn to love me? Jeseie—We haven't got to love yet; here is an easy ons: If there was one hat on the hall rack. and it should be taken away, how many hats would remain.—New York Herald. Ebb and Mow of the Arctic. There is very little ebb or flow of tido in the Area°, but occasionally there are very etropg currents. All winter there la a goners' flow of tide and ice toward the south, while in summer this flow is north. ward. A Giant Egg Eater, Joe Burke, of Panther Creek, North Carolina, is an enthasietet upon the sub- ject of egg eating. He lacks one inch of being seven feet high, and claims a record of having eaten 130 eggs at one meal. Court Dress in Berlin. The new court dress to be worn in Berlin consists of a light blue coat with roe erint- mings and eleborate silver embroidery. This garment will be worn hereafter by all membera of the high aristooraoy holding hereditery court offline, A little girlie odd idea " Mamma, Mrs. L --said she smelled onions on my breetet. We heven'k any onions, have we " No, deer." "Well, I gum she doesn't know' what silent talking about. Her nose nine. , be deaf." Wibbles—See hero, Wobblea, whet aro you doing on the etreet with a linen duster and a fen this tinie of year? Wobbles—L am going to order Some coal and I don't want the dealer to alap up pelotas on me. "How do you enjoy the ayinphony con - ()arts this year, Mrs, Threesters ? " " Oh, Mi. Bine s, they ere just lovely So much nicer than lasit mem. You know I'm studying harmony and counterpoint. I've had three lessens' already and I can under- stand the orchestre ever so much better." Acoording to the rename from the laa °Milne there aro ahotit /5,000 Canadiane in Buffalo.