The Exeter Advocate, 1896-5-28, Page 6'
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LIFTED By LOVE
Or, How the Wharf Waif
Became a Princess.
PUBLISBED BY SPB01At ARRANGEUENT,
" You know where to go?" I asked as I
stepped in.
"Adelphi terrace, miss, first of all,"
he replied.
In less than a quarter of an hour we
reachet. the terrace. stepped, and
pushing open the swing door of Grandi-
sou chanibers entered the hall.
Gordon, who had heard the wheels
of the brougham, was on the landing !
above.
"What is it?" he asked anxiously, i
running down to meet me.
I had repeated lialvanagh's instruc-
tions too frequently to forget them.
of translating the phrases into French to I
end haa not overlooked the necessity
avert suspicion.
"Tares went out before dinner and
has not returned. Kavanagh says they
have earried him off to Shadwell. I:le
has goat) on in a hansom. He sent me
to feteh. you. His carriage is outside. 1
The driver knows where to take us.
"My dear girl," heinterrupted, 'there
is no necessity for you to go. Better
stay out of this. There's sure to be a
scrimmage."
"The greater reason for going. I will
:gm alone rather than be left behind."
"That'll never do. All right, made-
moiselle. Pluck's everything, Wait a
moment."
• Saying this, he ran up stairs, taking
the steps two at a time, rushed to his
rooms, and a minute after came rushing
out with his hat on, an ulster over his
arm and a stout stick in his hand. He
hanged the door after him, rejoined me,
and slipping his arm through mine to
support me led me down to the hall.
The officious porter again stepped for-
ward as if he had something to say, but
Gordon brushed passed him. impatient-
ly and took me to the carriage.
"All right!" he called, wedging him-
self in as soon as I was seated, and. be-
fore the door was closed the carriage
started off.
As Kavanaah had foreseen, there was
no necessity for any pretense on my
part. 1 shook from head to foot with
excitement.
-It's all right, mademoiselle," said.
Gordon cheerfully, slipping my arm
through his and nudging it to his side.
"We shall pull through. You see Ka-
vanagh has wits about him. I'd back ,
him against all the police Russia can
send. over here. He didn't give you any
other information?"
"None. Those words were all lie
spoke."
-Enough too. He warned me last
night. That fellow Rudersdore was
hanging about Lambeth all yesterday,
But it seems 2aras never left the
house."
Thrusting his head out of the window,
he called to the driver :
"You know where you are to go?"
"All right, sir. We are to find the
governor at Sandy's walk, and if he's
not there were to cross the river to the
Mariner's Joy."
"Do you know all these places?"
"Ought to, sir. Born in Rotherhithe
and served four years in the Thames
pohee patrolling the Pool.
As we penetrated. the low lying dis-
trict beyond Southwark park the fog
grew thicker, the darkness more in-
tense.
"It's to be hoped we shall meet them
on this side of the river," Gordon ob-
served, "for we shall find it difficult to
-cross in such darkness as this."
I made no reply, knowing that if we
were to cross Kava,nagh had provided
the means.
The streets were absolutely empty, so
that the driver was able to rattle along
at a gool speed in spite of the darkness,
which in the back streets through which
we passed was unrelieved by any light
save dull gleam of an occasional street
lamp.
There was a resinous smell of pine
-wood. On one side of the road the light
fell upon stacks of timber ; on the other
a ship's spars, projecting over the tarred
pldings, was thrown. into relief by the
glimmering lamp beyond. We were
running down by the Baltic dock. The
driver sbhortened his pace to turn a cor-
ner, then pulled up under a lamp that
stuck out from a high brick wall.
The driver whistled as he sprang down
from the box. Grasping his stick, Gor-
don opened the door and stepped out, I
crouched back in my corner of the car-
riage, setting my teeth, bpdding my
breath in expectation of the coming
catastrophe. The driver had. given the
signal. It only remained for the ac-
complices to spring out of the darkness
and overpower Gordon.
But no one appeared. The driver
whistled again, looking around. him in
perplexity.
-I don't understand it," he said after
waiting a moment for some sound to
break the silences "The governor told
me I should find him here, or some one
else."
• 'You are sure this is the place?" Gor-
don asked.
"Certain. There's the old boat," nod-
ding at an upturned boat hard by on the
fore shore, "and there's the beershop,"
nodding to a glimmer of light across the
waste space opposite the wall. "He
must be down by the water. Wait here
half a minute, sir."
With these words he ran off along the
foreshore, and in. a minute was lost to
sight 'in the fog.
"Kavanagh must have crossed the
river," said Gordon, "and the person he
promised to station here to meet us has
evideutly yielded to the temptation of
that beershop. That's much more pro-
' battle than that he should. go clown to
the water. You won't mind being left
alone for a minute or two?"
"No, no, I am. not afraid."
"I'll try the beershop. If Kavanagh's
man is not there, I may find some one
who will take me across."
He hurried across the open space, and
I saw his figure, against the light as he
ten teted the house by a swing door.
There was a moment of intense silence.
and then heard a- long, distinct 'whistle
in the direction taken by the driver...
My eves' were fixed upon the beershop.
The thickness of the night and the dis-
, tance prevented'my Making it out clear -
It., but it seemed to ntie that there were
two doonsto it—one on eac,h side of the
front. with its two spears of gas—and
this was presently pi cored to be the'case
by , man slipping out on the othet side
t th t tered b Gordon Another
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ana another ronowea, all with swift
stealth. Outside they stood together for
a moment, looking gigantic in the fog. '
Then, as the driver whistled again from
the shore, they started off at a run to- ,
ward the waterside. Probably know- I
mg that I must be in the carriage, they ,
kept as far from it as possible. Never- I
theless I saw the three phantom figures
file past and disappear into the darker
A few minutes elapaeds and Gordon I
distance.
came quickly front the beershop, fol-
lowed by a man who carried a lantern.
"I've found a man to take us over. He
knows the Mariner's Joy," said Gordon
as he joined me, •
"Know the Joy, ah!" chimed in the
ohl waterinan with a grin. get ye
across soinehovv, though I'll have to kin-
der feel my way, I reckon, in this here
fog.
Just then the driver parae running. up
with , inan
"Governor's gone over to the Mariner's
Joy, sir," Said he. "Left this party to
row you across."
"I can do without him," said Gor-
don. "I've found another man to do
that job."
CHAPTER XXIX.
CAPTURED.
The long visaged driver expostulated.
"Mr. Kavanagh engaged this man,
sir," said he, "and he'd been here, only
he's just gone down to see that his boat
was all right."
"That's a lie!" cried the waterman
Gordon had found. "Why, him and.
his mates were in the 'Dog and Duck'
when this gent came in, and he'd 'a'
seed him if he'd gone in the jug depart-
ment 'stead of the bar side, 'Sides, who
are you?" he added. combatively, holding
his lantern in the other's face. "You
ain't no licensed waterman—you ain't
nobody of these parts. Why, you
ain't nothin but a bloomin furriner, as
can't ast for a drop o' beer in plain Eng-
lish!"
"Anyhow," said Gordon decisively,
"I shall take the man I've engaged.
He's more likely to get through this fog
than a man who doesn't know the river
well," and turning to me he would have
persuaded me to return to the carriage
and go no fuether, but I resolulely re-
fused to accede to this proposal, feeling
that the least I could do was to stand by
him to the last.
"You will wait here till we return."
said Gordon to the driver as he gave me
his arm.
The 'man, evidently disconcerted by
the unlooked for tarn of affairs, re-
sponded with a sullen nod. I looked
around for the confederate, but he had
disappeared.
The waterman, carrying the lantern,
descended to the water's edge with a
swinging gait, and we followed at his
heels. Then he left us to fetch his boat. I
disengaged my hand from Gordon's
arm that he might be free to de-
fend himself in case of attack, my reason
being swayed by conflicting feelings.
Anything might happen, I knew not
what. Would these men, balked in the
design. to get Gordon into their boat, at-
tempt to seize him. now? It was possi-
ble, but it seemed to me more probable
that in view of an alarm being raised. by
the waterman they would. follow us to
Ferryboat stairs and make the attempt
nearer to the Joy, where they might
have the assistance of Putty or any
other agents employed in the affair.
Nevertheless every sense was on the
alert to catch a sign of movementin the
still darkness that surrounded us.
The lantern bobbed up and down as
the boatman scrauibled from. boat to
boat until he reached. his wherry and.
pulled into the shore. We got into the
boat and seated. ourselves in the stern.
The waterman set the lantern at our
feet and pushed off. The light ain't
no manner o' good. to me," he explained.
"I've got to feel my way acrost. The
tide's asrunnin out about three quarters,
and I shall know by the wash of it pretty
well whether my boat's right for the
"Not much danger of being fouled by
anything, to -night," Gerdon remarked.
'No, sir; there ain't nothin but the
police boat moving to -night and no craft
lying in the pool betwixt this and
Doggets' criek."
:Nevertheless before We had gone a
couple of yards we ran into something
—what it was could not be discovered.
for by the time Peter Meech had lifted
up the lantern nothing could be seen
either ahead. or alongside of us.
'I lay it's them dagnation furriners
a-foulin us out of spite. If it had been
a Englishman, he'd. 'a' swore at us like a
man."
He replaced the lantern and took the
oars again. For some time he rowed in
silence; then, aftei a pause, he growled
out some particularly strong words in
an nndertone and pulled with one oar
only, The muttering ceased, and be
laid himself to both oars with redoubled
vigor. Presently he paused again, and
with another outburst of forcible ex-
pressions tugged. at one oar viciously.
e‘fter a third repetition of this singular
behavior he said, in reply TO Gordon's
question :
"What's the matter, master? Why,
this is the most mysterious thing ever I
allowed. I keeps on asd.raggin and a-
draggin of her up, and it 'pears like as
if she kep' on a goin' down. I can't get
any way on her. anyhows. And we
ought to be right over by this time.
You don't see^ne'er a glimmer of light,
do you?"
7 -It's as black as the deuce all round."
t "Well, we're bouad to get the way on
her now if ebbs is ebbs," he muttered as
he labored at the single oar. Then,
after pulling in silence for a, minute or
two, "Mister. it don't seem to you like
a 3 if you heerd anything but my oar a-
goin, do it?"
• 'No."
'That's a good un too. Bother me if
don't think I can smell that taller ship
a-layin off :Donets' crick. Cuss me if
it .ain't taller too. Here, look at this,"
he cried suddenly, after leaning over the
side awl dipping his hand in the
water. "We're &gobs. quicker than the
tide."
He caught up the lantern, and casting
its light into the forepart of the boat he
added, with a running accompaniment
of expletives:
"If I didn't think so! It's them un-
derhanded fmriners plyiu this trick on
its. They're got a line on us, a-towin us
down. '
Setting down the lantern, he scram-
bled forward to disengage the grapnel
by which we were being towed, but be-
fore he had time to accomplish this the
boat in freint backed, struck our bow
and ground down alongside us. The
, feeble flicker of . the lantern was suffis
cient to i•eveal some'dusky object bear-
ing down upon us, a hand laid on the
:Ade of our boat and another stretched
out o seize the lantern the gine .o the
watermatikneeling ort the thWart, and
his face Mimed e.xasperation toward
tne ortensive "r rrmer " TI
• ien an oar
swept down and struck him on the
head, a man from the other boat trun-
dled over the side into ours, the lantern
was snatehed out and dropped into the
water, and we were left in utter dark-
ness.
The waterman had fallen over with a
grunt, stunned, and now lay tithe',
enough in the bottom of the boat. All
we -heard was a murmured command
and the splash of oars in front of us.
Gordon had started to his feet at the
moment Meech fell, shouting a hasty
demand for an explanation,. but he got
no answer, and the extinguishing of the
light rendered him powerless, and his
chief concern was to assure me that no
harm could come to me. The whole af-
fair was inexplicable to him, not know-
ing that the object of this attack was to
CHAPTER XXX.
A TRAP.
The Volga was already coaling up. I
heard the clank of furnace doors and
the scraping of shovels as we passed the
engine room. The officer who had re-
ceived us led the way to the deck .cabin,
a couple of men following close at our
heels.
The cabin was well lit. An elderly,
sharp visaged man, in a close fitting
official costume, was seated at the table
ia the middle, with writing materials
and a pile of docutnents before him.
He rose, removing his cap as we enter-
ed. The officer placed chairs for us
near the table. and begging us be seated
unbuttoned his overcoat. -As he thresv
it open I observed that he wore a belt
with a pistol holster attached to it, the
fiape unbuttoned. ,
I sat down, faint with emotion, now
that my part was played, but Gordon
remained standing, his brows bent, his
countenance overcast with pain, be-
lieving that Tares had been taken pris-
oner. Again the officer, speaking in
Russian, begged him to take a seat.
Gordon turned to me. I dropped my
head, ashamed to meet his eyes. "I
don't know what he says, but I suppose
he wants me to sit down," said he. 'Will
you tell him, mademoiselle, that we
have come to see Tares, and that's all
we want?"
I made no reply, but remained silent
with downcast eyes."
"I beg your pardon," be said. with
earnest solicitude, "I forgot that you—
that this blow must naturally fall
heavily upon you. You are ill?"
I shook my head.
Once more the courteous official offer-
ed. a chair, and Gordon refusing it with
a curt "No, thanks!" he shrugged hit
shoulders; and seating himself at the
head of the table took up a paper and
began to read from it in Russian. Gor-
don stopped him in the first sentence.
"If you are reading that paper for my
benefit," said he, "allow me to tell you
that you are wasting your time. I don't
understand a word of Russian."
The old gentleman, who had seated
himself on the left hand of the officer,
leaned forward, and speaking for the
first time said in fairly good English
and with a trace of sarcasm in his bland
smile:
•'Surely the pram has not been expa-
triated so long as to forget his native
tongue?"
"I'm not a prince, and my, native
tongue is English," Gordon asserted
stoutly.
"Ah 1 I understand," the old .gentle-
man responded with the same ironical
blandness. "You wish to plead mis-
taken identity."
"I don't know what you mean. nave
come on board to see Taras—Prince Bon,
gensky—at his request."
"Pardon me, I was at the head of the
stairs when Count Rudersdorf invited
the prince—addressing you, of course,
in the third person—to come on board."
At the name of Rudersdorf I lifted my
head in surprise to look at the officer.
Was this the relentless enemy—the
"bloodhound" that SaVanagh had gone
to such lengths to outwit—this polite,
middle aged, not unmerciful, certainly
not ferocious looking wan?
"What on earth does this mean?"
asked Gordon, turning to me. Then,
getting no response, he addressed the
officer: "Will you answer me one ques-
tion, please? Is Tares on board. this
vessel?"
"If you are not Tares, he certainly is
not," was the direct reply.
"Then I am not Tares. There is no
necessity to stay here any longer." '
He turned as if to go. In that instant
Rudersdorf touched a gong and slipped
his hand into the holster. Almost sim-
ultaneously the two burly fellows who
had followed us to the cabin stepped in
and stationed themselves before the
take him prisoner. I myself could not
see how it was to end, for I still thought
that Gordon was • to be taken to the
Mariner's Joy.
A whistle was blown in the boat that
towed us, and another whistle, seeming-
ly at no great distance, immediately re-
plied. I concluded that this signal was
made from the shore, and a faint speck
in the darkness led me to think that We
were nearing Ferryboat stairs. But as
we approached it the light took a reddish
glare, not to be'rnistaken for the light of
a gas lamp. The whistle was blown
again and replied to as before, only this
time it sounded quite near, and at the
same time 'a white light began to des-
cend from the level of the red.
"This is the oddest thing in the
world," said Gordon in a tone of per-
plexity. "That must be a ship's light
in front of us, and the lantern is evi-
dently coming down the side."
Then I understobd the position of
affairs. Gordon was to be taken on
board the Russian vessel and not to the
Mariner's Joy, as Kavanagh had in-
tended.
In a few minutes we were drawn
alongside the dark hull of the steamer.
On the little platform at the foot of the
side steps an officer in a long cloak was
standing with a bright, bullseye lantetn.
The light daz,zled. me when he.turned it
in our faces.- The man who had scram-
bled into our boat drew us close to the
platform and held us in that position.
The officer raised his hat and said in
Russian:
the Prince Taras Borgensky be
kind enough to step on board'?" I knew
enough. of the language to understand
that. ,
"What does he say, mademoiselle?"
asked Gordon.
My,heart sickened for an instant, but
summing up courage I replied:
' says Tares is on board and wishes
to see us." .
"Great heaven!" Gordon exclaimed,
rising. "I see how it is now. They've
got Poor old Tares. I'm afraid it's too
late for us' to help him, but we must go
Up and see,P • -
"Here, where am I?" growled the
waterm an from the bottom of the boat.
"What's all this liere."-
etiut, omen arinen Wall a reVOIVei'. Gor-
don stopped abruptly.
"Pardon me," said the elderly gentle- ,
man as if nothing had occurred to hreak
the thread of the discussion, "there ie a
necessity to stay. We have a warrant
for the arrest of Prince Borgensky,
which Count Rudersdorf will proeeed
to read to you if you choose te hear it,
and until you Can give satisfactotY proof
that you are not Taraa Borgensky you
mutt consider yourself a prisoner. Of
course,' he continued with a shrug and
a smile, • 'I need not poin t out to you that
resistance is perfectly Useless and may
be fatel."(TO. Bin cow
YIN ED(
THE COMING HORSE FAMINE.
Veal -pie Vehicle); and the Bicycl.- Making
Horst) Breeding 717nprotiiable,
G. P. Kellogg, who has colleoted some
valuable Statistics in regard to the horse-‘
raising industry, says the world is
awakening to the fact that it stands
upon the very threshnld of the greatest
hose hanine it has ever known. Elec-
tro vehicles of different kinds and the
bicycle are making horse breeding un-
profitable, and the world's supply of
horses must soon be reduced to a minim-
um, The Government statistics of 1890
showed that there were 15,000,000 horses
in the 'United States. Some western
papers sent out parties some two years
ago to ascertain the true status of horse
breeding at that time and the report
was that the breeding interest had
fallen off 80 per cent. The immediate'
region about Chicago has been one of
the heaviest breeding sections in the
United States; but the average decline
throughout the country may safely be
put at 75 per cent, On this basis an
estimate of the deficit can be reached.
Oue million must' be raised each year to
make good the death rate of 1,000,000,
but with the deorease of 75 per cent in
the breeding there is a shortage of 750,-
000 yearly, or 5,000,000 less of young
stock now in tho country than there were
Lour years ago. This, with the amount
canned, 300,000; with the number dying
by neglect, 150,000, and the amount
exported, 150,000, makes 8,600,000 horses
shore If to this amount is added the
yearly death rate of 1,000,000, multiplied
by four, an actual deficit is seen of
7,600,000 horses. Mr. Kellogg holds that
one side of this question has not general-
ly received. adequate consideration. One
of the great usurpers of the horse will be
the motor wagon, It is well known that
on ordinary steam tracks the more
powerful the locomotive the raore weight
it inust possess and the more perfect
must be the track. The same conditions
must govern the motor wagon. With
roads especially constructed for it, it
will run; but "with the streets blocked
with snow, the pavements coated with
ice and the country roads submerged in
mud, then you will see the countenance
of tho farmer illuminated with an elec-
tric smile as he puts his own price on
his horse,' and the next season in his ride
to town views the electric wagon along-
side of the abandoned steam plow, orna-
menting some feriae corner." Mr. Kel-
logg further points out that, contrary to
the general belief the use of steam and
the locomotive has enormously increased
the use, necessity and value of the horses,
because of the vast increase of wealth
and industry born of it, and, in adding
new forces to civilization, the electric
motor is opening out new fields whioh in
Itself it can not fill, but in which
avenues adapted to the horse are created.
As illustrating the situation, reference
Is made to the effect of the failing mule
supply on the Southern cotton yield.
During the blockade of the Confedeme e
ports the spindles of the world were
silent. Indispensable to the cultivation of
the cotton erop are the negro and the
mule. Coequal with the destruction of
the horse has been the destruction of the
mule. The cotton states buy nearly all
their elides and horses inetead of raising
them. With not enough brood mares in
the country to recuperate the horse stook
what is the prospect for mules and the
cotton crop in the next' seven years? Will
the electric wagon cultivate the cotton
crop?
Injurious Effects of Tobacco on the Young.
There are signs that a war is to be
waged by the higher edueational
tions upon the use of tobacco in colleges.
The Boston University has made a rule
that those students who are unwilling to
give- up the use of tobacco while in the
university building may withdraw, and
their tuition fees will be returned. The
Northwestern University has in a 'warm-
ly less decisive manner indicated that the
use of tobacco will be discountenanced
in that inetitution. It appears that the
data upon which these resolutions were
based have been in course of collection
for some time, and the medical testimony
on the subject left no question that most
serious injury is being done to young
people in schools and colleges by thm use
of tobacco. In a Yale class of 147
students the resident physician found
that in four years the seventy-seven who
never used tobacco surpassed the seventy
,who did use it 10.4 per cent. in gain in
weight, 24 per cent. in increase of height,
and 26.7 per cent. in growth of ',best
girth. But the most marked difference
was in the gain in hang capacity, the
non-users recording a gain of 77.6 per
cent. greater than the habitual chewers
or smokers. Amens the undergraduates
at Amherst it was found that during
the four years of studeets' life tete non.
users of tobacco gained 24 per cent.
more in weight, 87 per sent, more in
height and 42 per cent. more ha chest
girth than the were a the weed, -while
the increase in the luag *opacity of the
former was 76 per cent. greater than in
the latter. The relatively larger difference
at Amherst is accounted for by the fact
that there the average age of the students
was lower, hence, they were more suscep-
tible to any cause which affected them
injuriously. The gravest Ride of this
question, however. ie that the too early
use of tobacco harms the intelleetual
faculties -also. In a clam divided into
four sections it was discovered that the
highest section was composed almost
entirely of non-smokers, and tlae lowest
section almost entirely of smokers. Such
demonstrations of the mental and phy-
sical effects of tobacco by undergradu-
ates would seem to justify the effort now
being puede by some college authorities to
check ite use. The newspapers record now
and then the death or insenity of some
boy from•the use of cigarettes. But no
account is taken of the stuiting of the
minds and bodies of the great mass of
young lads from the game cause.—Bos-
ton Globe.
NEW INVENTIONS.
• "
A pocket phonograph measuring only
six by three by two inches is a new
French produation, said to work per-
fectly.
WH EE LI NG CORSETS.
Erse and Comfort Combhu d.
Perhaph there is no amessory to a
wheel woman's outfit of more importance
than her corset. To ride in comfort she
must give special attention to its selec-
tion. ,All bicycle corsets should be out
very -short on thohips, to allow easy hip
action in riding.
One of', the best corsets yet designed for
bicyclists has just been imported from
Fetris. It is ehort on the hips and has
pieces of batiste sewed to the bust, which
take the place of a corset waist, thus
doing away with the necessity of wearing
a separate corset cover.
There are alto batiste pieces sewed to
the back of the corset Silk elastic bands
go over the shoulders, fastening by means
of a shook and eyelet to the substitute
corset waist. By having the elastic
punctured by eyelet holes it may be tight-
ened or loosened as required.
Knee protectors are invaluable to
women who ride) especially to the ama-
teurs, who are in danger of falling.
These proteetors are made of a piece of
leather, 'which fits over the knee, fasten-
ing by means of a narrow leather strap
and buckle. Though there are suede,
cloth and leather -leggings for sale, the
bicycle booteseems to be the most popular.
" New boots, which reach to the bloom-
ers, are warranted to keep suft and pli-
able. There are other boots which are
buttoned at the calf and laced below,
and some which are strapped at the top.
When low shoes are worn the bicycle
stocking becomes a matter of important
consideration. They are all of thick wool,
and the newest show the gay Tartan
plaid colors. The suede gloves with ven-
tilation holes pierced in the palms, are
the latest novelty for cycling wear.
Suede gloves stitched on the outside to
prevent rnbbing the seams open are also
well worth buying.
NOVELTIES IN BELTS.
.511 the Stylish Bands for Summer Costumes
Are Narrow.
Fancy belts have become as much of a
necessity to a handsome costume as the
material itself,' and in many cases the
"chioness" of a gown is dependent upon
the band which encircles tho waist.
Jeweled bandemet with large half-
-pendant buckles are richly studded with
colored. stones, deeply sunk into' flexible
bands of gilt, or silver, or in round,
square or oblong pieces held together by
lines. While these are by far the han d-
somer of imitation belts, they are the
most expensive, costing $10, $12 or 816.
Gilt or silver bands are sold as low as 96
cents.
Spangled elastic bands and enameled
belts are also among the newer styles,
which promise to be much worn this
season. Leather belts are most useful and
can be had for one dollar. The belt has
undergone a great change of fashion
since last season, particularly in width.
All belts are now narrow, except the
broad elastic bands, which are used when
"in the fielti or on the road."—St.
Louis Republic.
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Household Hints.
Before -Washing colored stockings set the
color with alum or salt. ,
To soften the fiber of tough rpeat
brush with vinegar and butter or oil,
using one tablespoonful vinegar to two
of butter. Brush at night and the meat
will be tender by morning.
In roasting beef, dredge it with flour,
salt and pepper; sear it quickly in hot
fat on ,range or in oven, then roast in
cool oven, covered, allowing ten minutes
to a pound.
For making marmalade buy Messina
or Seville oranges.
In ices use twice as much ice as salt.
In creams use three times as much ice
as salt. In freezing have ice on top; in
peeking leave salt on top. Let weans
stand two or three hours to "ripen"
before serving.
Two tablespoonfuls washing soda die
solved in a gallon of boiling water makes
a /mod disinfectant for the kitchen sink.
l3efore going away in the summer,
grease all iron kettles, frying pane,
that they may not rust during year
absence,
What the Bridegroom Pays.
There seems to be a great deal of un-
certainty existing as to the pecuniary part
which a bridegroom takes in his own
wedding. At a recent very swell affair
the tw6 young people about to be united
in the holy bands of wedlock oat .down
deliberately and totted up the entire ex-
penses of the wedding—they amounted
to a large sum, to be sure—and then
divided them evenly between the twa mot
—the father and the groom. In point a
fact, and as a matter of good taste, he
should pay only for the carriage which
takes the bridal couple from the ohureh
and to the station, with all the fees in-
cidental to a church wedding and the
gifts of flowers and jewelry to the ushers
and bridesmaids. This ought to be his
sole money outlay, besides his present to
the bride herself. ' His expenses come
afterward.
Gras; Linen -collars.
Grass -linen sailor collars will be worn
071 many of the cloth goWns this spring.
These collars are mi.fch more elaborate
than they were last year. One, whims
was seen on an imported blue serge
gown, was trimnaed with a narrow band
of white embroidery beading. Through
the beading scarlet baby ribbon was run,
and the effect was exeeedingly pretty.
Another grass lip.en collar in the
natural linen shade was trimmed with AP
insertinn of black lace and finished with
a deep frill of the lac... The' shops are
now selling gauntlet cuffs of grass linen
to match the linen collars.
KIPLING'S AUSTRALIAN POLICY.
He Never Read 1 , But tazle. ar. MbitiOUg
Writer to kr;Z:t
Not long since an Australian xlesnipo.
per printed a paragraph stating "Rud -
yard Kipling landed on this island at 10
o'clock, and at 12.16 o'clock lie had foe -
mutated an Mistralian policy." Kipling,
ofcoee'w. as promptly approached. on
thesuubrsjet
"Yes; that is very funny," he said,
"but it is not true. This is how it was:
"A young reporter cornered me just
after I landed. Itreated hhn kindly, but
said firmly that I was not to be inter-
viewed.
"1 have not thought of interviewing
you,' replied the reporter with a sadness
in his voice. ask a Much greater favor
than that."'
It turned out that the reporter was a
man with a theory, who had been per-
sistently sat upon by his superiors on the
press. He had an Australian policy
whinh he knew would be of the gpmtest
benefit to the country. No paper would
print it.
His Modest 'request was that Kipling
would let him put forth his theory as the
scheme of the novelist.
"They will print it," he said, "if
give it as coming from you."
"All right," agreed Kiipling, "fire
ahead."
So the young reporter got in four mor-
tal columns telling the people of Aus-
tralia how to run their country.
"I never read the article," said Kip-
ling, "but there must have been some
amazing theories in it from the storm it
raised. I hope that the,. young man may
realize my forbearance in standing all the
unmerciful abuse heaped upon me for it."
—Illustrated Alllerican.
A.» Army Horse Under Eire.
.Tamps F. Lyon tells the Chicago
Times -Herald as follows:—
"We had in our company a yeung
German named Schultz His horse was
his pride. Sometimes Schultz went to
sleep without rations, but his horse
never. No matter how scarce or how hard
it was to get forage, his horse always
had an evening feed,. a thorough rubbing
down, a loving pat, and a 'good night,
Frank.' Many a One have I seen Shultz
skirmish for a lunch for his horse when
we halted to make coffee, instead of pre-
paring his own, hitch. While the rest of
us stayed in our tents and read or played
' cards, Schultz would keep Frank's com-
pany for hours, somethnes talking Ger-
man to him and senietimes English.
Some of our horses showed lack of care;
Frank's never, and seemed as fond of his
master as his master of him. When the
Atlanta campaign opened in May, 1864,
there was not a prouder soldier nr a pret-
tier horse than Schultz and Frank in the
lst. •
"Our first fight of note in that cam-
paign was at Varnell's Station, May 9
Somebody—never mind who—made a
mess of it. Our little brigade, the 2d of
the lst cavalry division, was thrown
against Gen. Joe Wheeler's entire com-
mand, and we fought it all day. We
started to charge, but were halted in a
piece of woods and were ordered to fight
on foot. We wore already under fire and
in considerable confusion,and only a por-
tion of the command heard the order, so
it happened that some of us fought as
cavalry and some as infantry. Schultz
remained mounted and did heroic ser-
vice. Early in the light his pet was shot.
As the animal made but little fuss over
it and steadied down quickly his rider
thought it was on.ty a slight wound and
remained in the battle all day, the won-
derful animal seeming. to enter into the
spirit of the work as completely as his
master. That night at 9 o'clock the bri-
gade camped.
"The moment Frank was unsaddled
he lay down. Schults 'Iought it was be
cause the horse, like uself was tired,
and, after patting him id telling him
in both languages what ;. splendid fellow
he bad been that day, an :1, tlianking him
for etu:rying him safely ti +gh one of
the hottest battles, he 13 himself
with supper getting. In th • 'orage bag
were several extra ears of col ,. after his
own repast of black coffee, cm. -era and
uncooked white pork, such a be,' -net as
many a soldier has been more t. eakful
for than Inc was for the feast last
Thanksgiving, Schultz shelled). corn
and took it to Frank. The horse t not
welcome him as usual, did not res his
bead on the master's shoulder, and k,
if he did not speak, thanks for sul a
master. He didn't hear Schultz announce
in German that he was coming with a
double ration. Frank was dead and stif-
fening, showing that soon after lying
down life had departed.
"When Schultz realized that his pet
was dead Inc threw the corn down,
dropped by the side of the animal, ten-
derly laid one hand on his neck and with
the other gently rubbed his head, as Inc
had done many times before, and sobbed
like a child. In talking about his loss the
next day Inc said: 'My poor Frank
couldn't tell me he was badly hurt. He
carried me all day as if he thought it
was his duty, and when the battle was
over and I was getting supper he lay
down and died. •
"'That horse was a better soldier than
I am—than any man in the iregiment.
Not one of us would have fought all day
with such a hurt as that. No one would
have expected it of us, yet Frank did not
fail me.' With this outburst the poor fel-
low broke down again, and none of his
comrades made light of his sorrow."
Thought He Lost His Head.
A few days since a gentleman, while
taking a ride with his groom, had the
misfortune to have himself and compan-
ion thrown violently to the ground, by
his horse taking fright and running
away. The gentleman was not seriously
injured, his principal loss being that of
his wig, which had been shaken off; but
Inc found Pat in a much worse condition,
with the blood trickling from his head,
and holding his master's wig, which he
was surveying with the utmost alarm
and horror. 'Well, Pat," said his mas-
ter, "are you much hurt?".
"Hurt is it? Oh, master, do you see the
top of my head in my hand?"
Pat in hs terror and confusion had
mistaken his master's wig for his own
natural scalp, and eVidently though that
his last hour had arrived. ---London
Weekly Telegram.
Where Our Duty Lies.
If we do not wring our happiness out
of the fair, peaceful, humble duties of
the present, however great its trials, we
shall never find it in the weakened
forces, in the darkened rays of the fu-
ture. Our duty lies,. not in regrets, not
in resolutions, but in thoughts followed
by resolves and resolves carried out in Our life lies not in retrospect ef a
'vanished past, not in hopes of an ambi-
tious future; our life, is here, to -day; in
our prayers, in our beliefs, in mu, daily,
hourly conduct.
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