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A Tale with st,Moral for the I'.
neat.
She reached the last lines of the song:
"All joys are tied, and hope is dead
If 1 indeed must leave thee."
It was not mere art. There was a
world of contrition and love in her
tones.At the final note warm applause
broke forth from all sides,
Mary Althorpe raised her head and
caught John Dean's riveted look. She
taated, gave a low cry and fell back,
a moment John :Dean was ou the
street, ignorant of the confusion into
which the companywas thrown by the
fain singer. le had mistaken the
look. No loving recognition," he ex-
elaimed, but only a guilty glance of
terror: He walked like a madman and
soon found himself in Ilayes's Valley.
Then he turned to the serub and sand-
hills lying towards the sea. fareliead.
ed and heedless of the dews and the
winds he toiled over this waste; swing-
ing his arms, muttering incoherently
and starting at his own shadow. _ Ile
reached the colli
the left, intending to walk ,southward,
but, hearing a party of resellers who
came from that direction, he turned to-
ward the cliff. which was more than a
mile to the right The dry sand, soon
wearied him and he threw himself
down. Title long and vigortms walk
had cleared his brain, Ile talked aloud:
"Time sight of Mary Althorpe lt;ls reviv-
ed every- feeling of tendon.. ss; a mo-
ment nu re andel.} would have thrown
his artris around her, heedless of the
company. lint that bard and guilty
l,>t*k haunted hint. 11. ity had fate will -
it that she, of all persons, should
.wee found her way to this of all places?
„hy had he ever come to this state,
which, innspite of its loveliness, was a
land of broen hearts and fortunes; and
to this city—a Golgotha of old hopes
and lovers? holy carne it that daily
here men encountered those fromzvhore
they bad, escaped and least wished to
see Was there no biding place for
ace's sorrow? Ile should have gone to
the heart of Africa to be alone. it was.
the very irony of lite that the first time
he entered aociety he should be driven
out again. Ire was growing contented
with lila lot; he had, at least, subdued
the passion which he could not extin-
guish. J«xtinttuisht No; lie could never
exinguiali it. In spite of herreproach-
ing look he loved her. The trial had
COMP at last and broken him,"
Again and again he uttered these
things until lie wondered what his
words meant
Ile roase and walked to and fro along
th-
I
,4
aalc,b� oak,
the ;t y craggy oh sea;
*ill never _ .t a back to mein
is dead
Startled-by'his own voice he turned.
The lovers had gone. He„was at last
alone. Re leanateet it a ratIing peer-”
ing down the cliffto .decide what leap
be should take, for though be had now
no dread of death he wanted no broken
hones nor anypping place between
the balcony and 'the. sea. Neither did
he want the prying world to explain the
mystery of his death and to speak of
him as a ewe*. To the tide as to a
sympathetic friend, he wished to corn.
mit himself, mid be borne of to the
depths forevers
llie looked up. A dense cloud was
moving toward the moon. Under its
shadow, when passing, be would leap.
A moment only remained, Ile button-
ed hie coat, and placed one - foot on the
chair ready to mount the railing, .Ile
could scarcely hear the sea; which now
sounded faintly and far away. The
north wind was not cold 'to him, His
nerves were wrought so intensely as to.
seem dead. Ile felt nothing but his
heart, which beat loudly,,as if tolling
the soul away.
The cloud. approached. Its forked
edges were touching the rim of the
moon
"Ha, ha, ha! Yes, bring me some
champagne! 11411°a—who's this? S .
the holy powers, John Dean! And ail
alone as usual."
Never within his memory had John
Dean suffered such distressing bodily
agony as during the reaetion of the fol-
lowing moment when so many concen-
trated forces began to scatter again. Ile
discovered that the shock `titch takes
us from life to sudden death is scarcely
keener than that which, from the verge
of death, briuga one back to life.
Dean reeogineed the intruder as Ar.
thur Petty, one of the most daringg and
prosperous operatersof Californiaseet,
He was a handsome blonde whose gay
good nature knew the secret of creating
everywhere a welcome for himself. A
great contrast to the lawyer, and hard
to dismiss. Nevertheless, Dean's pain
forced him to answer; "And, es always,
I wish to be alone, If ,you are gener
ons you will leave me,'
"y dear Dean," laid Petty, "t am too
ubilant to leave anybody -1 who to -day
cave made $50,000 by the rise in Bengal.
To leave you would lie mostungenerous,
base ingratitude, in fact, since your
argument sent uo the stock. I shoal"
tae Oeapoable not to insist upon your
drinlci champagne with me. Walter
Two glaaaes!"
Dean remembered how the city men
spoke of Petty" as "the good.ua;ured
badly and so closely. They cuuid only
1t lago atamp he always ttu •k so
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stoned. as if smitten,, recoiling—to dleave hurt after acceo pting something.
11i1m luaiia e—before the supreme temp. saw that there was no escape; that
Wien of melancholy men. From that So beanee would only excite remark,
moment, however, as when thick fog So satydown,
gathers over the land, despair began to th Pettit
the glasses, and looking
Settle Upon him. Of Rha use was hia " g pearly foam, exclaimed.
life to himself or any other being? This here's to John Dean, the lawyer
is always the last question of men who who hakes and unmakes millionaires
have substituted effect for duty. lie
eIt sea, seemed to that a obls may be ue
in its bosom. Such thoughts as now
filled' his mind were new to flim. Every-
thing around began to appear strange.
The moon was like the cold facie of a
Judge; the murmuring sea sounded only
like a dirge. lie was astonished at the
calmness that came over him. Regret
and perturbation were gone. The fu-
ture gave him no fear.
lie took from his pocketa blank piece
of paper and wrote:
I, John Doan, being of sound and Mam-
ba mind, herebygi�jve and bepee tli to Mary
zi #her ee, formerly of New -York And now her, and shows up some old love affair
of San Franelwco, all. my Property, real, Per. Heavens, Dean: What ails you?"
sons! or mixed, and all my credits and The moonhght fence Dean's haggard
choses in action. To this I add my love and face and showed the wild unnatural
forgiveness. 1 constitute and appoint Paul
Moxon, of San Francisco, my :sole executor,
Join; vs {.x.
"This is a poor proceeding for a law-
yer like me: said he "yet it will show
to Mary Althorpe that John Dean's
heart was loyal to her."
Then he folded the paper and put It
in a leathern envelope.
The tide was low, he hurried hoping
to pass the narrow path which leads to
Seal Rock; but on coming near he found
that the flood bad set in and a strong
wind from the north was turning the
=narrow channel into a seeming mael-
strom, Then he thought of the Cliff
Rock. In the cafe, however, and on the
long balcony there were music and
dancing.Ile turned again, strolling
along thwet sands over which the sea
was fast encroaching. On coming back
to the cliff he noticed that the noise had
ceased, and the veuicies were starting
away with their merry freights. He
walked up the cut leading to the house,
which was still brilliantly lighted.
There seemed to be no guests, however,
and the waiters were napping at the never loved; I needed to be careful
tables, their heads resting ontheir arms. since I knew that I could never love
He stepped lightly through the rooms twice. I was 30, and to that period had
and sat down In a shaded corner of the known much.suffering. When the spring
is long and frosty the summer blooms
are brief. Moreover, I cared more about
loving than about being loved. I wish-
ed to pay eternal homage to my queen.
For myself I was indifferent to wealth
and afraid of fame. But to make my
wife rich, to cover her with what fame
I might earn, as T covered her with' my
heart love—. This was my dream.
Have you ever read Mrs. Browning's
'Loved Once?'"
Petty nodded his "yes."
"Well, that is the truth. Love has a
thousand counterfeits, and we are east -
1y deceived. But when you have loved,
you can never unlove. It is the only
immortal thing. Hate may wear itself
out revenge may be accomplished, but
Loveis immorme The universe began
and will end in love. This is the last
,fire which will consume all lesser pas-
sions itself burning on forever. Par-
don this disgression, but you will better
understand my conduct when you know
my convictions. I loved this girl. Some
months after our engagement—and oh,
what happy months they werel—I ad-
vised her to "o for a brief stay at Long
Branch. A few days afterward I went
to see her. The steamer seemed to
crawl; from the Battery to Sandy Hook
it was like crossing the Atlantic, so
eager was I to reach her. From the
Hook to the pier it was almost unen-
durable. I was the first to leap the gang
plank, and hurrying to the hotel to make
myself presentable, I then went to her
villa. It was now dusk. She was wait-
ing'for me, and threw her arms about
my neck.Thi.s embrace from her who rep-
resented all human love and goodness
May his happiness always equal his
fame!"
Dean could not resist a smile. Ile
drank the champagne like water, ow-
ing to his nervous condition, it relieved
him, but could not intoxicate.
MeantimePetty's tongue ran glibly
MA,"I expect soma menus tura as
o'clock for.asupper. Stay with us, Dean,
it will do you good—. I was at .Mox-
on's to -night, but that pleasant affair
was broken up quite early byy the faint-
ing of a charming vocalist who was car-
ried off, deliriously calling 'John! Johnl'
Her emotional song was too much for
look of his eyes. lie hesitated a mo-
ment, then—
"Petty," said he solemnly, "I carry a '
sorrow to -night which is heavier than
the world. If :I do not talk with some
one it will kill me."
Petty offered his !land, which Dean
grasped. Then Petty said:
I comprehend. You , may tell me
everything. I will be your priest to-
night."
He moved nearer to Dean, who spoke
low.
"It is five years sincel left New York,
a voluntary exile. I had been for some
time a lawyer, and life was opening
well before me. You have been in New
.York of course? You know Pine street,
near Broadway? Well, my office was
there. I became intimate with a young
lady of 18 who had just lost hermother.
Fier sweat affection for the dead, com-
bined with her courageous views of life,
strongly attracted me. Soon I said,
'This is she of whom I have always
foretold that some day, I knew not
when or how, I should meet her.' I had
balcon , which runs along the edge o
the cliff and commands a view of the
Seal Rock, towering high from the sea,
one-eighth of a mile away. But he
found he was not alone. He had dis-
turbed two lovers at an adjoining table.
They frowned upon him for a moment,
then renewed their whispering.
A sleepy waiter appeared. Dean call-
ed.for an envelope, placed something
inside wrotethe address of Paul 'Mox-
on by the, light of the moon, and told
the waiter to mail it throwing him a
gold coin for his trouble. "No, I want
nothing else," said he, and the waiter
disappeared.
As the lovers continued their whis-
perings Dean turned his chair to the
ratline- Some barques gliding out from
the Golden Gate under full sail seemed.
„•to him like spirits passing into the un-
known. Light clouds hurrying across
the blue sky suggested similar fancies.
As to the rest—the tide meeting the
wind, throwing' the waves against each
other with a loud shock acid making
walls of spray; the noise wand commo-
tion; the ebbings and eddyings; the an-
gry
n
gry rush to the clefts of the rocks op-
posite, with sobbings and moanings
made more dismal by the tolling of
"buoy -bells and the constant roar of the
the seals—though it had on other occa-
sions filled John Dean with profound
melancholy, he found nothing awful in
it.now. Ile heard this din of the waters
less plainly than the secret voice with-
in him of unrequited love. This grief
and tumult of the ocean was joy com-
pared to his calm desolation. "All that
is a matter of course," said he. Then,
rising; he dried out.
delfir ,3s „_']oy.
*o'ldhav l ivgo my Gc: foryioer, as .a
a c, s,t g; u the 'i er-
an, tm .,d <<•lkedc a, ;our,Txt
t e wedding day, when a gay, butterfly
of a fellow peeped out with two ladies.
}?erfdliYig l flt'iiite dross of Mary,tor
that \arae her name, be called tint to her
some words which meant that he had.
been alone with her at a late hour the
night before, and .would; wait ter e/
that night also‘ : He sald,t000 shah she
had his ring. Ile spoke familiarly,
wholly gnoring me, It is useless to
speak, ofmy shock; language uage would fail
me; I was possessed 'by a thousand
devils. Yet her plausibility, her lie up-
on lie, her sudden spasm, of pretended
lave overcame me. Then, succeeding
so well, she did a perilous thing—she
challenged ma on the only point of
proof, the ring. I had given her a pearl
ring, with her initials inside the rim.
Sliding the ring from her finger, she
suggested that I should strike a light
and: see f,r myself how the young man
had lied. Of course, she hoped I would
not. But I did so. The ring was an
amethyst, with strange initials.. 411
was plain. I caught. her guilty look,
then the light went out. I Uun away
the ring and rushed off, The horrors
of hell were about me. At the hotel I
got two fast horses and drove furiously
across the country to the Philadelphia
line where 1 caught a train for New
York, reachin my office in the morn-
ing. By noon 1 bad burnt my letters,
tranaforintlr soy oases and exchanged My
books forapassage to California. Three
hours later 1 sailed for l'anaiva.--Of my
work and position here, and my solitar y
life, you know. I have not been a wo.
rams hater—which means a woman
worshipper turned infidel. But m idol
was now in the dust, and I wanted no
other. Do I weary your
"Go on please."
"Well, to -night I also went to Paul
Moxon's, I heard the charming son
yon spoke of, The voice thrilled lee. I
got a face to face view of the singer. It
was Mary Althorpe—my old love. All
my tenderness lived again. I could
•
careoiy `ti art. At the -ast or our
eyes met. What then—recognition and
a wild .embrai e? My God! She shiver.
ed, and with the same old guilty look
drew back. Beforeou could have
spoken I was on the sweet. Themoek-
ing worda of a mockinghypocrite turn-
ed
my brain. 1 walkehere. For two
flours 1 have paced these ands in des-
pair. I sought We rock. If you bad.
come here but one moment Iater, I
should now be there! Petty, what da
you say to mer
it or once Arthur retry round firmseix
eechless. He was in the shadow, or
John Dean mi ht have seen thatPetty'is
face was as pale and troubled as .till
Own. They sat silent for sono minutes.
"I must do my duty," thought Petty.
Then he said:
"John Dean, can you bear the truth?"
"It is killing me already,
"No, It is falsehood which is killing
w
you,
" JIow? What-�?"
,Listen. You are wrong. Your love
was right. The young mall you saw
had then been at the house only a few
hours. Ile was friendly toward all the
ladies and In lave with none. In her
great loyalty to you your love said on'
unpleasant things to him. Re vowet
to annoy her in return—but only to an-
noy' her, it happened towards dusk
that she dropped herring intheparlors.
This gentleman beingpresent, sought
it, found it and quiey offered his own
ring' instead of hers. It was too dark
for her to see the difference. Besides,
you were at the mate and she ran to
meet you. Xiie rest you meow. She
told you strictly the truth as far as she
knew it. The playful young man never
had the faintest idea that he caused
any trouble, especially as the young
lady left next morning without his ever
seeing her again. Ile did not even re-
member her name, and had never heard,
the name of her lover. But be sure that
he will go in sackcloth and ashes until
be sees everything settled again. John
Dean, it was .1 who exchanged the
rin sl"
For a moment Dean glared at Petty
like a tiger, then sprang upon him
throwing Petty from his seat and half
across the railings. Petty was a more
powerful man than Dean, but just now
Dean had the strength of madness. Fol-
lowing up his movement he lifted Petty
from his feet and would have tumbled
him into the depths below had not Ar-
thur clutched Dean's coat, exclaiming:
"I deserve it; and, yet, I told you—"
By one of those revulsions not uncom-
mon to madmen when a flash illumin-
ates the dark mind, Dean pulled Petty
back, grew gentle and offered both
hands, saying:
"Yes you told me. Forgive me,
Petty; forgive me! Why should I be
violent when you have saved my life
and now give me back my happiness?
Have patience with me; my brain was
turning. In truth I am forever grate-
ful to you. Then there is Mary Al-
thorpe—you have saved her too. Where
is she? What shall I do?"
Dean was now in Petty's power, for
he bowed and trembled like a willow
in the wind. ,
But Petty, bravely ignoring Dean's
fit of frenzy, said; "Go to her at once.
She is at Paul Moxon's. And—here,
take your talisman, this pearl ring. Do
you recognize it?"
Dean seized and kissed the ring,
which seemed more than a talisman—
it was his fetish.
"Petty," he exclaimed, "you were in-
discreet, but now you are behaving
grandly.'
"Tell me that another time, Dean.
You havenot a moment to lose. It is
past midnight; and 1*oe must settle this
affair before you sheep. -Let me go with
you and first tell my story. "
"N'o—no; I will go alone."
"Come, then," said' Petty, seizing
Dean's arm and leading him to the
front. "Here are my fast trotters' at
your service. Jump in. Now, be
and good luck to you."
The next moment Dean was flying ,
over the road at a breakneck pace. Be-'
lated drivers thought it was a runaway
and gave him a clear track. Within 20
minutes the foaming horses stopped in
front of Paul Moxon's. The rooms were
still lighted and the doors wide open.
Dean rang the bell violently and turned
into the deserted parlors.
Mrs. Moxon herself hurried down , An American woman ass secured a
stairs, and approaching Dean, said: 1 patent for an ash sifter,' :ins now all
I am so glad you have come, doctor. that is wanted is a patent con lr vance
She is feverish but quite conscious at to mike a servant _irl use it.
present.",
o is conscious, madam?"
flat is—Mary Altherpe!"
ut what—I don't
•I am' not the doctor, madam, Still,
there is no time to explain. Please ask
Mary.Althorpe if she will receive John
Dean.'
An English and French Novelist;,
Between the xnetbodof a Daudet and
a
Trollope, which to choose? What is
the outcome respectively of their la-
bors? Repealed by the English novel-
ist's lagkgf all ,greee of f{ z, ..by the
slevenlis and wearisome verbosity of
his style and his uniform prosaic color-
ing, we may be tempted to deny him
his due, to refuse him the reeogaition
of his fidelity to the truth of the aver
-
Age human Mature which he paints.
The reverse is apt to he the case with
the reader of Daudet, or other of the
skillful French writers of to -day. Their
charm is the thing first felt; the delight-
ful conviction that we have to do with
.311 artist ' ha takes himself and his
creative work most seriously, and who
will treat us to no slouched, rough-
cast, half -completed work. Only after
continued perusal of these accomplish-
ed writers does the sense of something
wanting jtzake itself felt. Admirable
as they are, highly as we enjoy them,
we nate the absence of a. certain inn-
pression of reality; there has not been
enough of vital sympathy in the author
with the humanity he would depict to
create an illusion to the reader, who
feels little or no warmth of personal in-
Wrest in the characters, but is rather
occupied mostly in pleased approola-
tio.0 of the Author's cleverness of con-
struction and charm of narrative and
descriptive style. The result of Tlrol-
lope's intellectual activity is finite lis-
proportionate to the effort itself. If
the time spent on twenty novels had
been giveu to the perfecting of four,
the four would have been worth to us
five times as much as the twenty. No
wonder the man could write to order
as he did, cutting off his manuscript in
foot or yard lengths, aeoarding to the
requirements of publishers# Does the
outcome of Daudet's minute and scru-
pulous labor justify the theory of liter-
ary art which guides him? If we want
bread astone will not satisfy us, no
matter how brilliant the crystal, nor
how exquisitely out. Yet we must ac-
knowledge and allow the fact of every
man's Limitations, and nerhaps com-
ment and complaint aro needless and
useless. Great writers aro few in any
period, wo know, and the glory they
win is the cry of gratitude with
which mankind receives the benefit be-
stowed. When our Thaokerey and
George Eliot, our 13alzac and George
Sand, pass, we must try to put up con-
re.�.—Slepteanber altaiU ".
The Deserts letwreen Cairo ane Khttr-
toam.
General R. E. Colston, late of the
Egyptian General, Staff, says in the
September Century, apropos of the dif-
ficulties opposing 'the Rescue of Gen-
eral Gordon": "The Arabs divide their
deserts into two kinds. Tho first is
called el jebei or el berrye, meaning
mountain or wilderness. in this kind
of deserts there is always more or less.
vegetation, .always very scanty; but
yet it is there that the Bedouins roam
and raise their flocks and camels. Ga-
zelles and other game are alsofound.
The desert between Berber and Su-
akim is chiefly of this kind. Tho other
kind is called the atmoor, and it is im-
possible to imagine anything more bar-
ren and desolate. It is literally noth-
ing but sand and rocks. Not a bush,
not a blade of grass ever grew there,
and consequently no animal life, not
even insects. They aro like oceans
which you cross on your 'desert ships'
but there is death to tarry. The ost-
rich and hyena cross them swiftly by
night. These atmoors are generally
from eight to ten days across, with one
groupe of wells in the middle. Such is
the atmoor of Shigre, which I crossed
in nine days, and that of ltorosko in.
seven (two days less than the usual
time .
"Only one group of wells is found
half way, which is called mourn—bit-
ter. None but camels and Bedouins
can drink its water. Travelers always
carry enough Nile water to last them
across. It is the only desert where no
guide is needed, for the track is per-
fectly marked by the skeletons of cam-
els and cattle, which, as I counted
them, average sixty to the mile on the
best parts of the trail, and four hun-
dred on the worst. Thousands of cam-
els and oxen perish there yearly. The
latter are driven from the Upper Nile,.
scantily watered once in forty-eight
hours on the march, and a large pro-
portion of them die on the way. The
hyenas and vultures, which are the on-
ly
n
ly denizens of the atmoor, pick their
bones clean before the next morning,
d the fierce sun heat dries the hides
bones, so that the stench of carrion
er taints the desert air."
No wood has ever ueeu uiseoverea
that combines so many advantages for
all purposes as California redwood. It
is easily worked; it may be used green,
just as it comes from the mill; it does
not warp in drying, nor shrink or swell
by exposure to the weather; it burns
slowly, and when on fire is easily ex-
tinguishea, because thg wood contains
no resin; it is brittle ' and breaks off
squarely, so that in case -of fire the fire-
men have no difficulty in cutting leek.
way from house to house, and it does
not rot in the ground like most other
woods, and;•fence posts which have
stood for thirty years are as sound to-
day as when they were planted. The
redwood wows only in California.
tented y with the gifts of the dii mina
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Some years ago oae of Dlr. Iatr.ANr'S tarn
laborers bruised his leg Owing to the bad
State of his blood, an ugly scrofulous swelling
or lump appeared on the injuredllmh. Hor-
rible itching of the skin, with burning rad
darting pains through the lump, made life
almost intolerable, The log became enor-
Piously enlarged, and running ulcers formed.
discharging great quantities of extremely
offensive matter. No treatment was of any
grill until the man, by Mr. LRLAND'a (Mee -
Von, was supplied with Avxn'a SAR1APA-
ILLA, which allayed the pain and irritation,
heeled the sores, removed the swelling, and
completely restored the limb to use.
Dar. LELAND bas personally used
Ayers Sarsaparilla
for Rheumatism, W.th extern enema 1 and,
after carefuery t o u, it. t .'a 114 t in
the*his belief, the*15 Do 89. i i root
equal to it for the , ,. c f t r a,' a.z ars•,
Gout, the el:ac.H c t 1. „h. L.. ., iz:;t
Rheum, Sores, 11.: r:.c:s'%, net 4 the
various forms of b1ool
We have Mr. LEL.au's peruz:s:an to inv::a
all who may desire further evidence 118 r. geld
to the extraordivary curet:yo powers of
AvEles $.tile r.lut1LLA to see Min person-
ally either at his mammoth Ocean l vl,
Long Brandi, or at the popular Leland
Broadway, 27th and 28tb Streets, New York.
DIr. LELAND'S extensive knowledge of the
gootidone by this unequalled eradicator of
blood poisons enables him to give inquirers
much valuable information.
PREPARED DY
Dr.J.C.Ayer& Co., Lowell, Mass.
Sold by all Druggists; $1, six bottles for $13.
1885.
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