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Exeter Times, 1906-08-30, Page 2w £o4-o+c+O0000000O0o+o 4-o+0+O+040+O+0+00000O0O0 8 i "EEVON.99 OR, A HOPELESS LOVE. 1 • • • +e+o+o+a0o+o0O0a-4-0+0+OOOO♦OOovo♦ +-ot PROLOGUE. There is good authority for' the asser- tion that in presenting his readers to a futility en author should c,taLlish ut the outset the eminent !respectability of all who bear a part In the introduction. Knowing full well that tilos° who may pursue this dory are worthy of recog- nition from the most exclusive social circles In the world, it remains to be said that in meeting the van Slacks no one need feel the slightest apprehension. A famous English writer thought it nec- essary to assert, at the opening of one of his novels, that the family he pre- sented to his readers traced their de- scent in a straight line from Adam and Eve. in these days, when there is a well-grounded suspicion that the aris- tocracy of Eden greatly mourned the loss of their caudal appendages, there is no safety in following a family tree back to such remote roots. In fact, in dealing with an American genealogy It is not well to say too much about an- cestors who dwelt in former times on the other side of the Atlantic. Too often, be it remarked, they would never have immigrated to these shores had they not been concerned In transactions at home of a nature unfit to bear the light of modern investigation. But the van Slacks are, and always have been, on both sides of the bound - Ing sea, a race not only respectable but eminently superior to the average of human -kind. And let it be understood just here that the family referred to has no connection whatsoever with the Van Slacks who used a large "V" In writ- ing their name. No one who takes an Interest in tho minute distinctions that must be observed in order to maintain) the gradations of caste under a demo- cratic form of government will fail to realize the importance of this assertion. The s►nall-letter van Slacks are the only blue-blooded bearers of the name. Be - were of imitations) As a trade -mark blown In the bottle establishes the fact that a patent medicine is genuine, so does the holland crest Inscribed upon their carriages, plate, glass -ware, and note -paper prove the aristocratic stand- ing of the van Slacks. The large -letter Van Slacks have no cont -of -arms. They claim, of course, that they !night ob- tain, at any time, a suitable heraldic design if they cared to pay for It; but then it Is always in the nature of plebi- ens to be boastful. The van Slacks came to this country from Holland on the good ship Spotted Cow, in the year of our Lord 1650. The family which goes through the world weighed down by the large "V" did not teach the New Netherlands until 1635, and carte over In that far from exclu- sive vessel, the Yellow Calf. If there Is any one who feels in the secret recess of his heart that these respective dates do not completely overthrow whatever claims the large -letter Van Slacks may make regarding their.,ocial equality with their small "v" name -sakes, he bus no right to walk with the elect, and should close this book at once. It Is Just such a man who would ask, in that wild and heated manner which has char- acterized the defendant of the sans cu- lotte in all ages of the world: "Well, well, what does all this lead to? Tell us. have your van Slacks ever done aught for the good of humanity?" The question, of course, would be absurd. There Is not the slightest foundation for the preposterous claim that such a fam- ily as the van Slacks owe, or ever have owed, any debt to the human race at large. In truth. the obligation has been entirely the other way; and in every generation the van Slacks have consci. eusly gathered the taxes due them from their fellow -men in the firm conviction That In such a course the ends of justice were impartially attained. For let it be known at once that the von Slacks have always been ornamen- tal rather than useful. They have looked with cold daapproval upon the vulgar competition, se prevalent in this restless country. and have held that, all other things being equal, a man of lei- sure is superior to a num of action. They have even gone so far as to assert that ll takes higher qualities to lead success- fully a cotillon than to direct a regiment In battle. But. while the van Slacks have been In no way a benefit to the human race, they have never done their kind a seri- ous injury. Since early in the eigh- teenth century, their old homestead on the Iludson, not far from New York, has descended from father to son; and the shadow of no crime, the stain of no dishonor, has cast its blight upon the stately mansion that stands in proud grandeur high above the waters of tie legend -haunted stream. 'Pafraets Dael" Is the name of the ancient place; a name which, translated from the Dutch, sig - certain strength of character. He rea- lized that the crisis called for heroic treatment, and he met the urgency with a bold spirit. Without consulting his sister, he married the daughter of a suc- cessful grocer, recently deceased, who had made a fortune in the city. Let it not be thought that the head of the van Slacks took this step without a struggle. Ile knew that such a marriage would alienate his sister; he fully realized the vulgarity that pertains to money made from butter, eggs, and syrup; but he loved the woman of his choice, and when passion and self-interest combine to urge a man forward, that cold ab- straction, family pride, is impotent to check hint. Rachel van Slack never saw her bro- ther's wife. When she learned that he had formed what she hind always called a mesalliance, she gathered together her effects, and, while her brother was enjoying his honeymoon, slipped off to Europe to pass the remainder of her days mourning the decline and fall of the van Slacks. But her dismal prophecies regarding Peter van Slack's marriage were never fulfilled. The sunshine of prosperity dispersed the shadow which a butler -and -eggs alliance had thrown over Pafraets Dael, and as the years went by the social and financial glory 01 the van Slacks waxed more vigorous than ever. As Mrs. Peter von Slack gradually broke away from the influences of her girlhood she became after a time a matron in most respects worthy of her new rank and surroundings. Site was handsome, energetic, and, in a way, cle- ver. It is true that she sometimes in- dulged in cacology, and was not fitted to shite when the conversation of her guests turned upon literary, historic, or scientific topics, but she knew her own defects and was bright enough to keep therm In the background. She presented her husband with two children. Tho elder, a boy, early In life gave evidence that he would bear the duties of his ex- alted station with all the dignity and grace demanded of a true van Slack. Both the children resembled their mo- ther in a general way; a fact which would have broken Rachel van Slack's heart could she have heard It. But Peter van Slack did not go un- punished for the reprehensible alliance he had made with a plebeian. Nemesis came to him in a curious guise. His wife, not satisfied with the social tri- umphs she had already won, became the victim of an ambition as bold as it was unworthy. The perseverance and energy which had enabled her father to make a fortune In butter, eggs, and syrup had, through hereditary trans- mission, given to Mrs. van Slack the power to overcotne great obstacles in the pathway of life. Confident, then, In her own resources, she determined to mar- ry her daughter to some European aris- tocrat whose title would be a fair ex- change for a portion of the van Slack wealth. 4A heartless design," did you say? Mayhap it was. But the process 01 evolution front a grocer's daughter into a leader in van Stack society Is very apt to seriously impair the seat of the affections. Thus under the spur of Mrs. van Slack's later inclinations Pafraels-Dael- on-the-Dudson became noted on both sides of the Atlantic for the number of guests it had entertained whose names could be found in Burke's l'eerage, cr the Alrnanach de Gotha. Beneath the ancient roof -tree of the old Dutch home- stead more than one English duke had deigned to partake of American hospi lalily. while British aristocrats of lesser rank, almost without number, hod been al various times the guests of the van Slacks. Counts of Italian or Danish rank, French refugees whose titles were rewngnized everywhere snvo in their own country. German barons, and even n Russian prince now and then, had proved easy captives to Inc grocer's as- piring daughter. John Dare used to sty that one could never g.. to Pelmets Dael without running against "men with all sorts of orders on their breasts and all kind: of disorders in their flood' but then Dare was always a scoffer and sometimes painfully democratic. Ile never concealed the fact that he consid- ered Mrs. van Slack's admiration for foreign titles utterly out of place In a woman whose father had borne the proud rank of aldermen in -tee neigh boring metropolis. It would seem, et first sight, as though the effort to wed a handson,o American heiress to a tilled European could entail upon Mrs. van Slack no great difficulties. It Is the general lin- .ressaon that a woman whose bank nc- counl is heavy may, if she has an oppor- unity to meet aristocratic foreigners in ocial life, change readily from the chry- alis stale of American maidenhood to he butterfly existenee of an Old World ualron willing to pay' her tilled hus- 'and's bills. But Hilda van Mack was peculiar girl. She had never Joined ter mother in an often= ve alliance gninst the European guests to be Lound 1 Pafraets Mel, and for a long lime ire. van Slack despaired of effecting tie melrimonial truimph upon which lie had set her heart. a Mlles "A Lazy titan's Paradise." Here s Just before the civil war dwelt Peter van n a a s Slack, the la•l surviving hope of tris race. ills sister, Recline!, nn elderly, arrogant woman, was his sole compan- ion, and together they mournfully be- held the vast tcrtune of their family melt away In the financial panic Of 1857. The head of the house !after his mar- riage his sitter always called him "the mutton -fiend of the house") was at that Untie a young man. tall, blonde. phleg- 'mitie, who had studied in various di- rections. traveled extensively. been somewhat wild in a conservative way, and who found himself at twenly•lir e pos.e..e,l of inany accomplishment,, Put utterly ignorant of financial mat- teN. He had always fell that a van Slack need know nettling about mnney excepting how to spend it like a gen- tlenran, nine when ruin stared him in the face he was full e. hetpkss as his Ids - ter Rachel. but Peter van Week did not leek a Hilda van Mack was a strikingly hand- some woman. Toll. slender, telt well - roweled in figure. tier carriage n'' - ed that grace and strengthri:ick per- tained to the women who implies(' Gre- cian sculptors in the days %hen !reedy unadorned was adorned Ne most. The opportunities for phrsi' b development that had surrounded heat life at Pafraets Dael had given to ler body a vigor that wo' almost ms.=cuIJ,4e. From a classi- cal standpoint her, Ca was nol as per- f&et as her fur ft' The cheeks had not the curve that melry demanded, nor were the outlines of her moute soft folie Came Too late a:, an artist might have wished. But these defects %%1re forgotten when one looked at her eyes. They were dark, rich gray In color, and long, black eye- lashes added vastly to their beauty. Her hair was dark and luxuriant, and be- neath it a broad forehead, pale and smooth, looked like polished marble. Perhaps tier maternal grandfather would have said that Hlldies face was too pale, but to the men and women of her own social circle her complexion had long been a source of warm admiration. But it was upon her hands that Miss van Slack especially permitted her vanity to rest in calm satisfaction. One day at Pafraets Duel a foreigner had bent in Continental fashion to kiss the hand she had held out to hint, and, after per- forming the ceremony with all due rev- erence, had exclaimed with a tinge of surprise in his voice: "It is the hand of a duchess." "Oh, no!" Miss van Slack had answer- ed, rather arrogantly, "it has refused to be." The hand in question, to which an English duke had unavailingly aspired, was long, white, and delicately tapered. It was evident to those who knew the history of the van Slacks, that Hilda bud inherited her hands from her pa- ternal ancestry, though the robust vigor of her frame might have come from the grocery branch of the family. • And so when she had placed her fair hand in the grasp of Baron von Ilurstein a few years ago, and had told him he might keep it for life, there was much astonishment among her friends and re- latives, for the Baron was neither In rank nor person es eligible a peril as many a foreign aristocrat who had sigh- ed for the maiden of Pelmets Dee). He was a large( dangerous man of forty, rather distinguished in appearance; but by no means an ideal lover in the eyes of sentimental women. Itis family, how- ever, had been prominent in Germany "in the reign of King Shonou, 20,0(9 years before the creation of tete moon," and he owned vineyards on the Rhine, and talked about a gold mine that he had just acquired in Central America. He did not realize in every detail Mrs. van Slack's ileal son-in-law, but if Hil- de was pleased with him that w•ns tete main point. It would have been such a terrible blow to Grocer Johnson's daugh- ter if her dear girl had fallen in love with an American! As has been hinted heretofore, Peter van Sleek had no sympathy for his wife's matchenaking schemes, and, in tact, had rather favored the aspirations of John Dare to Ililda's hand. When, therefore, his daughter's betrothal to von Ilurstein was accomplished, the head of the van Slacks lost his interest in life. Ile had not been well for some years, and after the German suitor had come off victorious he gave up the strug- gle for health and died suddenly one day in that hasty manner that had been po- pular with his ancestors for many gen- erations past. Often has it been said that the only thing a van Slack ever did in a hurry was to kdie. As to the immediate cause of Peter van Slack's demise a remark of John Dare was ex- tremely pertinent. "Yes," he said to a friend in the city, "the old gentleman has been gathered to his fathers. Ile was killed by an overdose of Burke's Peerage mixed with a few groins of the Almanach do Gotha." After her husband's death Mrs. von Slack grew restless and unhappy. Per- haps her conscience troubled her. At all events, Pelmets Dael became dis- tasteful to her, and she decided to pass the euuuner of 188— in a cottage that Peter van Slack, to satisfy a whirr, had erected in a little village on the New England coast known to a very small portion of rho world ns Patonket. her purpose met with strong opposition from her son; who argued that. at a period of gloom, it would be better for them all to pass the season at some cheerful resort than to bury themselves in a corner of the world upon which (he light of civilization had not yet shone. Iie was warmly supported in this opinion by Baron von Hurstein, who wished to marry Miss Hilda at once. But \fes. van Slack possessed a strong will, and in this Instance her daughter was her ally. \Vhat could two !nen avail against two women? Nothing. And so the van Starks went to Paton- ket: and by those strange chances that color human life they poet with certain weighty adventures that may be worthy the attention of the reader. Once upon n time. then—Met hold, ring down the curtain! The prologue Is at an end. (To be Continued.) S.t►TISF'ACTORILI' SETTLED. flow the Lawyer Gained the Goodwill of Ills Client. Gibbs rushed Into Lawyer Johnsons ofliee the other day, in a great passion. and exclaimed :— "That scoundrel of a cobbler, Dibbs, hos sued ore for 15s. for a pair of boots !" ""Then you owe hien 15s ?" "To be sure I do; he's gone and sued ole" "'.then why don't you pay him if yea owe him?" "(Peruse he sued me; when a man dors that, 1'11 never pay hint till it costs hint more than he gets. 1 want you to "itut it will cost you something, too." "1 don't care for that. \\?mat do yoe charge to begin with'?" "Thirty shillings, and more if there niake it cost him all you con." is nnuch extra trouble." "All right. There's the money. Now go ahead." No sooner was his client gone than Lawyer Johnson stepped across 10 Id' neighbor Dibbs and offered to pay the hill on condition that the suit was with- drawn. The shoemaker gtlndly agreed --all he wanted was his pay. The law - Fier kept rho' other IS.'. for his fee. one as hike cnce ryas not troublesome he r demand upon his iter Gibbs came to see ening on. the lawyer. "You hie nb,, :l 1!...t: 1 nig,,tr 1' ,,. 1,0 ,,at ul 10, exuhIJnit the it splendidly. uy businees hero- nnnde no turret client. Ten days how hie case we "All right." eel won't home any I gave it to Dibhs Si) glad 10 withdraw 111 "(:apihi1 (' cried Gibbs; "you hevp You Shall have. after." CHAPTER XXXVIII. When New York City hove in sight Pit! good former and his wife both turn- ed to their charge, asking her where alto intended to go, if she had no one in the city whom she expected would bo al the depot to meet her. "1--I—have not the faintest idea," fal- tered (:Grine. "Perhaps you had better come with us. my dear, until you have decided," said tete farmer's wife, feeling more uneasy about the girl's welfare than she cared to express. "We are going to my daughter's, who lives up in Harlem. My daughter, Mrs. Taylor, will be glad to receive you." At this Corine could control her feel- ings no longer. She laid her head on the woman's broad, kindly shoulder and burst into a lit of uncontrollable sobs. Then it canto out that she did not know a human soul in the great city, and that she w•ns running away from home and friends, and had not the least motion of what was to become of her when she reached the metropolis. She had not thought that far ahead, she sobbingly admitted. The good woman listened in no little consternation, not to say alarm, for she had had a young daughter of about the same age as this young girl on the farm at home, a girl who was the apple of her eye, and if she ran away from home a: this girl was doing her heart would surely break. It was settled that she should stop with Mrs. Taylor for at least a week, and the farmer's wife meant, by dint of coaxing during that thine, to learn the address of the father from whom the girl had ruff away, and to inform him forthwith of his daughter's whereabouts. Corine must have divined her inten- telon, for then and thero she made the resolve that they should not induce her, do what they would, to give them the slightest clew to her home and friends. "llere we are at last!" exclaimed the farmer, as the express bowled into the Pennsylvania Railroad Depot in Jersey City. "Corine," he said, gathering up the Innumerable bundles. Then, look- ing through the window, he said, point- ing excitedly out on the platform: "See, wife) there is Mary standing there watching for us!" For an instant the charge of the old couple was quite forgotten in their at- tempt to attract the attention of a come- ly woman standing expectantly watch- ing on the platform. A moment later, when they turned about to address some word to her, to their intense amazement they found that she had vanished as completely from their side as though the floor of the car had suddenly opened and swal- lowed her. The farmer was decidedly bewildered and his good wife was keenly distressed. "1 shall not believe that the girl wil- fully gave us the slip," she declared, with a suspicion of tears in her mother- ly eyes. "You will find, David, that she has become separated from us by the pushing of the crowd." "Then she ought to be somewhere about," declared the farmer. dubiously. But, although they made the most careful and thorough search, the girl could not be found. After the greetings between the old couple and thelr daughter were over, they explained their dilemma to Mrs. Taylor. "i wouldn't advise you to waste a mo- ment's time In searching for the girl," said Mary, laconically. She has simp- ly slipped away from you, that's all. No doubt she was one of those confidence women who are always nn the lookout for innocent country people. You had better look in your pocket, lather, and see if the watch end the money you brought with you are still in your possession. The 'former followed his daughter's advice with alacrity. and as he put his honds in his pockets. one in his vest and the other in his trousers pocket. a veritable howl broke from his ashen ips: "My God, you are right, Mary. Both nay roll of money and my old bulls eye latch are gone!—stolen, sure's my name David Perkins!' "Your sweet, innocent, blue-eyed hnrge was an adept thief," declared he daughter Mary, emphatically, "and would advise you to give a full descrip- ion of her to the police. without loss of inne. 'Tire sooner such dangerous young Women are put out of the way of doing :nein the better for the community." "She didn't look like n thief." avowed he farmer, and very reluctantly he al - owed his energetic daughter to call the olice, describing the girl to there, after citing of his loss. "Mind. I don't aeuse her. Mr. Police - inn." he said, earnestly. "If that little retur w''h the bonny blue eyes and unshiny ihnir Is n thief, why, I'll never .r•lieve a livin' ficin' ngin. I'd a sworn hat she was part angel. Why, we even oaxed 1 " to come with us to your ouse, Mary. She scented so innocent nil incapable of taking cure of herself, o young and guileless. and a stronger n the greet, Fig. niched city of New 'ark," "1l t:ac lucky for me that she did not crept your invitation." declared Mrs. 'aylor, laconically. "I wouldn't have Ind a portable nrliele in the house by o -morrow mningj." "\\'e oughln'torto u.lge her, no matter ow dark thinss nay look for her, un - O: we nee sin tin." reib•raled the farmer. An opinion in which his good wife (incurred. Word w•ns belt with the police Ihnt the armee was 10 be notified as soon as the ming girl was traced. "1 want to see her and have an enr•nest alk with her before she is nrresled," the nrhner rleetered. • "Ihnnor father. Sriv that it shall be s he wishes, Then he will rest cosier," he daughter whepered lu the We're tan, adding: "itu:n this culprit down s speedily es you can and piece her rider arrest. 1 will see that she does nt c:rape the penalty of the law, even !emgh father and mother Beth allow heir sympathies to gel the better of her judgment." Thii had been said so quickly Ihnl tit' add coupbed riot heard n wod he cnrhi►„nnille a hick was 1,. ' hangrerthef urrent of • young girl's life. BE WISE and have a Glass of ICED D QS1YT ON TL"A When you feel warm a small piece of lemon will add to the flavor. LEAD PACKETS ONLY 400, 60o and 60o per Ib. At all Cream. ---- — - "ilere is our carriage," said Mrs. Tay lor, leading the old couple out to when an elegant turnout stood in waiting "Come father; come, mother," and a- she helped them in she gave the order. imperatively: "No — \\'est One Hun- dred and 'Twenty-sixth Street, and drive as quickly as you can," for she had no- ticed a singular whiteness around her father's lits. She knew he was worrying about the incident connected with the pretty young stranger, and hastened to draw his at- tention to other subjects. "11 you had arrived an hour earlier you would have been in time to meet a guest who has just left us, fattier," she said, "a Southerner, from our dear old Kentucky, where the meadow grass is blue, as the song goes—a gentleman from Maysville whom you know well— Mr. John Rockledge, of the taw linin of Barlow A Rockledge." "Bless nay soul!" cried David Perkins. "John Rockledge in New York! 1'd given somethin' putty to have seen the young fellow," he cried, utterly forgetting his grievance. "lie received a telegram which called him home on the next train. Ile start- ed at once, though I begged of him to let me take hien to lite depot in the carriage, as I should be conning here, anyway, for you, but he would not. Ile hoped to catch an earlier train, which he must have succeeded in doing, as I did not see hire about the depot." With the telegram from Dr. Robinson in his pocket, and wondering very much what that peremptory summons could mean, John Rockledge had made all haste to the depot. He learned neat a train would not be going south for at least an hour and a half, and he was obliged to content himself for that length of time as best he could. The throng was so dense that it was little wonder that he had not espied Mrs. Taylor when she appeared on the platform, quite at lite farthest end, nor had she seen him. Perhaps the fact which had led to her not recognizing hint was that on his way to the station he had invested in n new 'straw hat and gray travelling duster. ile watched ono train roll in after an- other, particularly watching each window of the Southern Express as it rolled in, for a glimpse of Mrs. Taylor's father and mother, whom she was expecting, but was not exactly sure whether they would come on that one or the next, or in fact the following day, as for that matter. Ile did not see the bluff, cheery old farmer's face, but instead he saw one that sent every drop of color instantly front his face. "My God) Is that Corine, or do my eyes deceive me!" he gasped, with breed breath as his shsined eyes were fairly riveted h one of 1110 windows, at which a gir- lish young face had appeared for the space of an instant, only to disappear the noxi. Glancing from the window, Corine hod seen and recognized him. Amid the clanging of hells no one heard the cry of affright that broke from the girl's lip -. for she saw that he had seen her and was already making for the car. Not for world's would she have John Rockledge see her In her hitter humilia- tion. She would throw herself under the car wheels and die first, she told herself. wildly, and full of this Inten- tion she struggled toward the rear of the car to escape him. (To be Continued.) THE PERFECT Mi?ASURE1►IENTS. A famous German scientist, who has made a life study of the beauty of wo- men of all nations, considers that ho found the most perfect and harmonious development of forst among the Ja- panese. His ideal proportions differ slightly from the standard of beauty left us by the Greeks. and he gives the following es this "normal proportions" of the perfect flJ9u•e. from averaging the nieasuremcnts of many. '"The height should be seven and half titles the length of the head, ten limes the length of the face, end the legs four limes the length of the head. The shoulders should be two thends wide, and when standing erect perfectly developed legs should touch at the knees, the calves, and the ankles." Here, however are some other measurements which artists generally recognize as a standard for beauty. Tho stretch of the thumb and middle finger should just measure the length of the face; the thumbs and sec- ond fingers should exactly circle the neck. With arras fullly extended on a level with the shoulders, the perfect woman should measure exactly her height from the tip of one middle fin- ger to the other. while the arm hanging down should retch exactly half -way down the side. 1 inhw..e . J CONTINUE Those who are seining flesh and strength by regular treat - with Scott's Emulsion should continue the treatment In het weather; •m•lier does mind a tittle cool milk with it will o away with any oh ootlon which le attached to tat y pro- du,ote n. duiring the heated a ..-� • sow n •s se.iontsoo. 01.9M41.. gee .rd fi.•h.pe„IK:.' WORLD'S RICHEST BOYS L4DS IN KNiCKERROCKF:IIS WIIO ARE MULTI -MILLIONAIRES. John D. Rockeleller's Grandson May In- herit the Great Sum of SI.L:rg,M11.001. Master :Marshall Field, being the prin- cipal heir to the $150.000,000 or more left by his multi -millionaire grandfather, Marshall Field, suggests the interesting question, ''Who is the richest, or rattier the potentially richest, boy in the world" It is, of course, impossible to say to what enormous proportions Master Field's fortune may have grown by the lime he cones into full possession of his kingdom; but, colossal as it will certainly be, running Into lens of mil- lions of dollars. it will probably be quite eclipsed by that awaiting the infant grandson of \h•. John D. Rockefeller in the days to conte. At the present moment Mr. Rocke- feller is said to be the owner of at least $500,000,000. to which he is adding at the average rate of 825,000,000 a year at least; so that it is no stretch of imagination to say that, if the baby- Croesus has to wait a generation for his inheritance, he may easily be lord • 1 8l 250,000,000 and enjoy a revenue :1 $5,000,000 a month. Such potentiality of wealth leaves the wildest dreams ,1 avarice a long way behind. But both Master Field and Baby Rockefeller, gloriously gilded though their future is. have many rivals who are by no means to be despised among EMBRYO MILLIONAIRES. it is only a few years since there came into a New York Nursery the infant son of Mr. Harry Payne Whitney, who was described at the time as "the wealthiest baby ever born." His maternal grand- father, Mr. Cornelius Vanderbilt, had a fortune of $150,000,000, while his father's father was said to be worth it sixth of that sunt ; and among his many relatives he counts fifty millionaires and thirty multi -millionaires. happily this Mlle fellow Is still too young to realize the burden of riches he will some day have to carry, and values Ms pony more than the prospect of millions. Lithe John Nicholas Brown was but a few weeks old when ho qualifle d as a double millionaire; and at five he Ls sole lord of $20,000,000, with an income which cannot be much less than $500,- 000. By the time he reaches manhood it Is estimated that his fortune will pro- bably reach eight figures. without the least trouble or inconvenience on his part. Little Willie Vanderbilt. a bonny boy of four summers, is destined, if he lives, to inherit a fortune estimated at $125,- 000,000; Gordon Hammersley, the son of Mr. J. Ilooker Hammersley, will in- herit the enormous fortune, estimated et $60,000,000, accumulated by Mr. Louis Ilamrnersley, the once famous million- aire; "Teddy" Ilavemeyer is heir to many a million ACCUMULATED IN SUGAR; Master Armour. son of Philip Armour, the great "!neat king," of Chicago, can count his coming millions up to one hundred at least; and Mr, Jay Gould, who may still be considered a boy, will some day have a large share of the mil- lions, already much increased, accumu- lated by his grandfather and namesake. Nor must we overlook Kingdon Gould, Chapman Grant, and Norman Whitehouse, all of whom will in the future have more millions than they can count on the fingers of one hand. Among girl -millionaires of tine future are little Isabella Rockefeller, now a winsome girl of four, granddaughter of the "world's richest imam'; Catherine Mackay, a mile of five. and heiresa to the millions of her father, Mr. Clarence Mackay; Margaret Carnegie. only daughter of the "Lord of Skibo Castle"; Flora Payne Whitney, Lolita Armour, and many another. BROU(;iIT TO TIIE I'OINT. Miss Hurryup : "Ah, George, you cannot tell what trembles a girl has who is receiving the attentions of a genlle- mnn." Mr. lloldoff : "Troubles, Carrie? Of what nature, pray' \ass H.: "Well. one's brothers ere al- ways pinking burr of one. and one's relatives are always say.ng. 'When le 1t to come, off ?' as if uhirriage were n prize liglht. But lint is not the worst. There's the inqui.ilin mess of one's par- ents. They want to know everything. There's papa, now, he Is constantly skiing such questions as 'Carrie, what are Mr. Holdoffs intentions? What does he cull upon you so regularly for, and siny so Erle when tie does call?' And he sometimes looks so cross when he asks (hese questions that I actually 1 rem hie." Mr. Ii.: "And what answer do you make, to his questions. (Arlie. dearest:'' Miss 11. : "I can't iruuke tiny answer at all. for, you see, you haven" midi anything to tic, and--end—of course -- 1-1- Then ate. Itoldoff whispere.l sone Thing in cretie's ear. and noel lime her father question, her she w ill be ready with a satisfactory reply. _ LOVE MATCHES HAPPY PROSAIC INIONS .titE INCREASING IN ENGLAND. A Novelist (Says That Love is Purely a Passing Phase of Sentiment. In France for many years past lova has been but a minor consideration in the business of marriage, and the sante condition prevails throughout most of the Latin countries. In England, too, the old idea of love and orange blossoms as arofls'enlial to a wedding Ls fast ilyingeT dying,Two young people who intend to marry in these days carefully, and calmly wail, up such material matters as coni bility of temper, financier iirairs, and physi- cal suitability. If at last they decide that marriage is a wise or moderately wise course to follow, they take an om- nibus to the nearest registrar's office, and return—)f a lingering touch of senti- ment still remains—by cab as roan and wife. Everything has been carefully thought out, and love need not enter into the transaction at 1111. Of course, if it ex- ists so much the better, but, 11 not — well, it really doesn't—matter. WERE SO NERVOUS. The latest annual report of the reg. istrar-general shows that out of 257,856 marriages in England and Wales 46,- 247 were solemnized in this prosaic fash- ion, and in London alone 8,0011 were ac- tually performed at the registrars of- fices. A very striking example of this mod- ern style of marriage was given by the manager of one of the largest house - furnishing establishments in London. "Young couples," he said, "when they came to choose the furniture for the new home fifteen years ago scarcely knew what they were buying, they were so nervous, and taken up with one an- other. "They didn't care what it was as long as it was a table or a chair—they left all tate choosing to me. "But now that's all changed; they know to a penny what they are going to spend. They have arranged exactly what style of goods they want to have, and there Isn't the slightest trace of nervousness or self-consciousness about thein. "I don't think It would be wise to have that; It's hardly necessary,' is the sort of remark I hear everyday now; it shows the view they lake of the situ- ation." A well-known lady novelist, o deep siudent of human character, also gave a characteristically modern opinion on the subject. "Marriage," she said earnestly, "shou:d be a civil contract, an agreement en- tered into between two persons for their mutual welfare and happiness, and as such should not be entered into with- out the deepest thought and considera- tion. "It seems at last that people aro rea- lizing this important fact, and the ridi- culous sentimental idea that love must enter into marriage is (ast.itying, as it should. - OPINiONS DiFFEit. "Love Is purely a passing phase of sentiment, which, in n few months, per- haps less, died away and only loo often leaves two people face to face with the ghastly fact that they are condemned to live together all their lives, an 111 - assorted pair." A third opinion also from a novelist, and a learned physiologist, was quite different. "Marriage without love," he said "can only result in ono thing --mutual Wren. 1f one only knew, there are thousands of married couples to -day who married without love, and who live miserable, lonely lives, each literally haling the other. "A man should be to his wife and a wife In her husband all in all. it doesn't matter whether they be of (iif- ferent temperaments; if they had not been suited for one another they would never have fallen In love." "The only mistake Is that someliines people harry who are not really in love. Lel the period of engagement be long—say a year at the least --and if n man and woman still love at the end of that thine let them marry and care nothing for enything.Aise in the world." PEOPi.E OF BOU\IANIA. Roumania is Inhabited by a bewilder- ing variety of races, but whether of Greek, Slav or Teutonic lineage, the modern Roumanian makes it a point nt honor to claire descent from the colon- ists whom Tertian planta) in the con- quered province of Dacia A. D. 107. Calling themselves Romuni and their language Roinunle, the proud citizens seldom draw out a legal document without some allusion to their founder. whom they style "the divine Trajan." The Roumanian language reflects the composition of the race, and now but faintly suggests the language whieb Trojan spoke. TAKE IIER C ROIC.F:7111.� Anxious Old Lady "on steamer) : "I say, ruby good man, is this boat going up or down'!" Surly Deeklhand : "`.Well, she's a leaky old tub, mum. so 1 shouldn't wonder if she was going down ; then, again. her briers ain't none too gond, so elle might go up 1" NO GRACE: !•'OR COOK. Mrs . Goode, • elergyrnan's wife? "My husband always says • $Timm prayer before each meal." 'i he new cook ,Ihiwgnnntly) : tie" needn't take slch precautions. pies Ila I in at the range; I'm no cnokin' schen) t:rndooate 1" \Ir. (Miller : 'The girl Is very super- .tltious. She L'ellevee 1n alt kinde P1 signs." Mrs. Simpley : "\Nellyou see, her father was a sign -painter." •