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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Times, 1887-6-23, Page 2a DER OF THE rrN 141M1:1'e 4ere "W'XITII=e Ci&vTIR XIII. Vur A timer Valid atood leaking at the sub •ferer Sacil)r, end wondering where the Meads of the poor girl might be. Gredisally, aa the scene owe back th her, eheliemembered the 'words of Lecrece, mut turned to her. " Lacrece, did I hear yoe, esiy yen kuew thls poer womau "Indeed, yo, miss. 'I Mee years ago, in Peris, Linda and I were great friends --whut ypuEngliSh call " ohums," $110 was arx actress et the "Varietiee—a clever player ; bot she conld not rise. jealouay and a bui huebancl prevented that, Poor Linde., she bite all the talent I" "Strange that you should know her; but atilt fortunate. Perhaps, through you, we may be Able to discover where her friends are." "Poor child 1 she has no friends.—Bat hush ! See 1 she has opened her eyes." The sufferer was looking wildly around. She tried to rise bat the team and weakness were great, and she sank back with a deep fluttering sigh. As she collected her sen- ses—" Where ant 1 ?" she asked faintly. "How did I come here?" "Do not distress yourself," Enid said softly. " You are quite safe you had an am cideat, and they brought you here." For a moment the girl closed her eyes. " I remember now. I was knooked down bya oab, But I am better now. Let nie get up. Where is my boy ?" she continued —" What has become of my boy ?" "Do not trouble yourself about your ,child," Enid said soothingly, marvelling that one apparently so young should be a another. "He shall be well oared for. 'Tell us where he is, and he shall be brought to you." " You are so good—so good and beautiful! You will find a card in my jacket -pocket where to send for him. Tell me, bright angel of goodness, what is the name they knew you by?" "My mane is Enid Charteris," she re- plied, smiling a little at the theatrical touch, earnest though it was—" I must not let you talk any longer. The doctor was very strict about that." At the mention of the name, the sick wo- man became strangely agitated, so' much so that Enid was alarmed. "Am 1 in Grosv- enor Square? Are you the daughter of Sir Geoffrey Charteris ?" " Yes, yes. But you really must be quiet now." But instead' of complying with this re- quest, the stranger burst into a fit of hys- terical crying weeping and sobbing as if her heart would break. "Miserable wo- man that I am 1" she cried, "what have I done? Oh that I could have known be- fore 1" Enid looked at Lucrece in alarm. The outbreak was so sudden, so unexpected, that for a moment they were too startled to speak. "She is unhinged by the shock," Enid whispered. "Perhaps if you were to speak to her, it would have a good effect." "Yes, madam. But if I may be allowed to make a suggestion—I should say it was better if you left the room for a time. She sees some likeness to you, or fancies she does, to some one. She knows me; and if you will leave for a short time I will try and soothe her." "1 think you are right, Lucrece. 1 will come in again presently, when she has be- come quieter." Directly Enid quitted the apartment, Luerece's whole manner changed from the subdued domestic to the eager sympathetic friend. She bent over the bed and looked down in the suffering woman's eyes. "Lin- da I do you not know me? It is I, Lucrece 1" "You—and here? What is the meaning of this, and in the dress of a servant? Tell me," she continued eagerly. "You are not one of his friends in pay, to help his vile schemes?" "I do not know who he is. I am here for a good purpose—to protect my mistress from a great harm." "Ab, then, von are no friend of Le Gau- tier's. Do you ever see him? Does he coine here often? Do you know what he is after ?" Lucrece started. "What do you know of Le Gautier ?" "What do I know of hum? Everything that is bad, and bitter, and fiendish! Buthe will not succeed, if I have to sacrifice my life to aid the beautiful lady who has been so kind to me." "You are not the enly one who would," Lucrece quicky answered. "Tell me what you know." "I did. not know then how good and. noble she is.—My head is queer and strange, Lucrece ;I cannot tell you now. To -morrow, perhaps, if I am better, I will tell you everything. I am glad now that they brought me here." Meanwhile, Maxwell was pacing about the drawing -room, having entirely forgotten the unfortunate woman in his own perplex- ity. He had been there perhaps half an hour, when Enid entered. She was not too occupied to notice the moody, thoughtful frown upon his face. "What a sad thing for her, poor woman 1" she said.—" How did it happen, Fred ?" "Poor woman ?" Maxwell asked vaguely. "How did what happen ? ' " Why, Fred, what is the matter with you ?" Enid exclaimed with vague alarm. "How strange you look 1 Surely you have not forgotten the poor creature you brought here not more than half a hour ago ?" Maxwell collected himself by a violent effort. "1 had actually forgotten. I was thinking of something else.—Enid, dear, I ani going away ?" "Going away! Any one would think, from the expression of your face and the tone of your voice, you were never going to return. Where are you going ?" There was a very considerable chance of his not returning, he felt, and he milled at the grim idea. "I am not going far—at least not very far, in this age of express trains and telegraphs. I wish I could take you with me, darlieg ; for I am going to a place you have often longed to see—I am going to Rome." "To Rome ? Is it not very sudden? Yon never told rae before," " Wetl, it is rather sudden, I have not known it loeg. You see, I conlci not tell you it, thing I was ignorant of myself." "I wish you were not going," Valid said reflectively., "I have a feeling that some evil will come of- this. And yet I suppose you must go. It is busineeis of yout own, Fred ?° Maxwell hesitated. He could not premix - tote with those elear truthful eyes looking tip so earnestly to his own, The seel of honour himself, be could not forgive the Want of it in others; but he temporieed tsow. Well, net eXactiy my own," he stammered trying to tnake the best of a bad cue, " or I would riot go. It is ti secret, which. not tell even you; but I shall not be long awiad'i"sopectr whieh you eannot tell even lues" ki repeated mechaniolly, " Then it must be something you Are very llineh ASIIPAried of." "Indeed, it is not," Maxwell began eager. ly, hesitated, and stopped. After all, she was right. It was a eeeret, a terrible, shame Id secret, against which all the manlinese in him revolted. For a tune he was allenta banging down his head for very shame, as the whole forge of his position oa,me ppm him. For the first time, he realised Where his rashneas had led him, and what he wee about to lose. Enid looked at him in amazement, strangely mixed with a terrible and name- less fear, " Fred 1" else cried at length, white and trembling, "you are going away upon the mission, of that awful Lone 1 You omnot deny it —0 Fred ! Fred 1" He tried to soothe her as she lay sobbing in his arms, but to no avail. The most fer- vent promises and the most endearing words she heeded not, crying that lit w going from her never to return ; and her fears were strengthened when he mournfully but firmly declinecj to speak of his mission. Presently, when she grew a little calmer' she raised her wet cheeks to him and. kissedhim, She was pale now, but confident, and striving with all the artifices in her power to persuade him from his undertaking; but tearg and prayers, threats even, could not avail, He shook his head sadly. "1 would that I could stay with you, Enid," he said at length, holding her close in his arms ; "but this much t can tell you—that I dare not disobey. It is as much as my life is worth." " And as much as your life is to go," echoed the sobbing girl. " What is life to me without you? And now this thing has come between us, parting us perhaps for- ever !" "1 hope not," Maxwell smiled cheerfully. "1 trust not, darling. My time away is very short; and doubtless I shall not be call- ed upon again for a time—perhaps never." Enid dried her eyes bravely and tried to smile. "Good-bye, Fred," she said broken- ly; "and heaven. grant that my fears are groundless! If anything happened to you, I believe I should die," "1 shall come back, darling—And now, good-bye, and God bless you." After he was gone, Enid threw herself down upon the lounge and wept. • Le Gautier's star was in the ascendant. His only dangerous rival would soon be hun- dreds of miles away on a hazardous mission, out of which, in all human probability, he could not come unscathed, even if he es- caped with life; a prospective father-in-law wholly in his power; and a bride in posse, upon. whose fears he could work by describ- ing graphically her father's danger, with, the moral, that it would be her duty to her parent to wed his preserver, Le Gautier. This, in fine, was the pretty scheme the wily adventurer had sketched out in his busy brain, a scheme which at present look- ed like being brought to a successful issue. Another source of congratulation to this inestimable young man was the progress he was making with the fair stranger, known to him as Marie St. Jean. By the time a fortnight had passed, he had been in Vent- nor Street more than once, and quite long enough to feel a passion stronger than he had ever experienced before. It was absolutely dangerous to him, he knew, to be with her so often; but like the moth and the candle, the attraction was so great that he found it impossible to keep away not that he lost his head for a moment, thougb he well knew that Marie St. Jean could turn him round on her finger; but he had formed his plans even here. The first step was -to betray the League—the scheme was not quite ripe yet, and the news of Maxwell uncertain—and then take Marie St. Jean for a tour upon the continent. There would be plenty of time to return and marry Enid afterwards with- out any unnecessary bother; for he had al- ready made up his mind that Miss St. Jean was too proud to show her wrongs to the world On the Monday afternoon following Max- well's departure, Le Gautier turned his steps in the direction of Grosvenor Square, feeling on good terras with himself and all mankind. His schemes were prospering hugely. It was clearly useless, he determin- ed, to hesitate any longer; the blow must be struck, and the sooner the better for all parties concerned. With this intention up - most in his mind, he trippingly ascended the stepsof Sir Geoffrey's house and knocked. He found the baronet in the library, en- gaged as usual over some volume of deep spiritualistic research ; the thing had be- come a passion with him now, and every spare moment was spent in this morbid amusement. He was getting thin and hag- gard over it, and Le Gautier thought he looked very old and careworn as he watch- ed him now. " You have come just in time," he cried, placing a paper -knife in the book and turn- ing eagerly to Le Gautier. "1 have a pas- sage here.that I am unable to understand. Listen to this." "1 have something more important re speak of," Le Gautier interrupted, " I have something more pressing on halal than that attractive subject. Sir Geoffrey, next week 1 a,m summoned to Warsaw." The baronet began to feel anxious; he kne/ perfectly well what was coming, and, like all weak men, he dreaded anything like evil. The part he had to play was a des- picable one, and he feared his daughter's angry scorn. Like a recalcitrant debtor, he began to cry for time, the thne that never comes. "50 you informed me last week," he replied, twisting a paper -knife in his hands uneasily. I hope you will have a pleasant journey. How long do you expect to be detained there ?" "1 cannot dell; it depends upon the amount of business to be done. I may be away six weeks; but, at the very least, I do not see how I can get back to England under the month." Sir Geoffrey'y face lighted, in spite of hit air of regret. Le Gautier noticed this; no- thing escaped the ken of those keen black eyes. "And when you return, we will complete oar little arraegensente," Sir Geoffrey ex. claimed cheerfully. "No hurry, you, know, no haste in such matters as these; and sre- ferring to our 'mayhem conversation, we can, not be too careful ba treading Birch uncertain ground. Enid "-- " Precieely," Le Gautier interrepted, 'With all due deference to your rapinion, there is nod of action, which 18 a very dif- ferent matter from that raw haste which yam poet tells us is half-sister to delay. I must have (something definite settled before I left Vansland." "'Pon my honour, you know, you young men roe verye aety,' the baronet, fidgeted; " there le no Controlling you. In MY dines things! Were quite ditrereet t men professed A certaia. aeferenee te wolaeu, and, did not tale so nmeh, for granted. aa you do wit f "..-- 'Sir Gee/Trey," Le 0eatier interrupted. agein, #4, thlap 01;04g0 ; men, alter; hut per. feet love13 the eanie for "all time, love Year daughter, and would make hem Any wilne'14)1te of the baronetas feeble-mW9a- ness, there was always something in the Frenclituan'a higher iliehts which jarred upea his nerves, a sense of insideerity, a certain hollow, grotesqge mockery, whieh palmed him. The last word struck upon hint like some chords 'played ont ot tune. Still the spell was upon biza ; Ite had neught to do but obey. We,perfectly understand that," he re- plied, and therefore oeed say no more about it You have tny promise ; indeed, how can it be otherwith with the memory of that awful manifestation before me? And the word of a Charteris ia sufficient, But I do think, Le Gautier, that you are pushing this thing too far," "Let the depth of my love excuse my hu- petuosity ;" and again the words struck Jiarehlyon the listener's ears. "Surely the i excuse s a good one. I am, leaving England shortly;.and before go, I must—nay, I will have an anawer to the question which affects my happiness so deeply. It is only fair, only just that I should know my fate." Sir Geoffrey speculated feebly what he was to do with a man like this, "But have a little patience ; let me prepare her for your proposal." "Which you will promise to do, and put off day after day, as a man does who has an napleasant task to perform. No, Sir Geof- frey; I do not wish to conduct my weoing second-haud. There is no time like the pre- sent; my motto is "Now,' I do not ask you to help me; but before I leave this house; it is my intention to speak to your daughter." In sheer desperation, not unmixed with a little irritation, Sir Geoffrey rang the bell and desired the servant to conduct Le Gau- tier up -stairs, The thing must come sooner or later, he knew; and so long as he was not asked personally to interfere, he did not so much mind, though he was not uncon- scious of sundry twiuges of conscience as his arbitrary visitor disappeared. (TO BE COSTUMED.) The Art of Spending Money, It is a trite but truthful saying that it is more difficult to keep money than to make it. Thousands of men and women have learn. ed the art of earning a comfortable income, but few there are possessed of the art of keeping it after it has been made. On all sides the temptation is to -spend, not to save. Inducements are held oat on every hand to secure our money, and strong indeed is the man or woman who is able to withstand them There is no art so difficult to learn as a judicious expenditure of money, and that man who acquires it bas a possession of which he may well feel proud. The young man of to -day finds it especially easy to spend money. If Ms salary is $1,000 per year, his expenses are $1,000, and °Mimes in excess of that amount. He is ignorant of a prudent economy that would lay by for him a quarter or a fifth of his salary. Bis wants increase with his income, and if in five years he receives a salary of $2.500, he finds that his expenses have in some unac- countable manner increased in proportion. The habit of spending money, if acquired, never grows less,hut like many other habits, grows continually upon one, until finally it has no limit. With a salary of $1,000, the young man has one want.; with $2,500 he has a half dozen. Many are satisfied when their expenses come on a par with their in- comes, but the art of keeping expenditures below their assets is an unknown quality with them. And not only does the evil rest with our young men; it extends with equal force to young women. Woman's wants may be leas, but it is surprising how often her expenses are equally as large, and often more than those of man. There are many more women, and be it said to their credit, who have learned the art of economy than there are men. Their foresight is keen- er, they look farther into the future and act accordingly. Man has not that perceptive quality, and even where he has, he is either unwilling or in the rush of business he can- not educate it so as to make it productive of benefit to himself. "My wife can make a dollar go farther than any woman I know of," is an expression often heard from a proud husband, It is, in most cases, itt the power of the wife to guide the expenditure of her husband. and it is her hand on the domestic brake that can slaken or increase the speed of the family train Young men spend not so much of their income for them- selves as they do for the gratification of their young lady friends, in order that they may meet with more favor in their eyes. Let the young woman of the present generation show themselves more reasonable, more sen- sible in what they expect, and we venture to say that the next generation of young men will be wiser and richer, and in conse- quence society will be improved, and the lesson of spending money be more generally learned. A White Woman Out of Place. Out of 1,500 convicts, white and black, in the erma Penitentiary, there is only one t,ILti woman, Isabella Rooney, sent up for life from Clay County. She is a young woman about 22 years old, and is confined at the Chattahoochee camps. The erime for which this woman is serving out sentence grew out of a difficulty between her family and a neighbor's, in which the members of each joined Promiscuously. The scrimmage resulted in the murder of one of their neigh- bors. This woman's brother has since ex- piated the crime on the gallows and her mother has died in jail. It is thought by many that there has been sufficient punish- ment for the crime, and thaa the woman ought to be pardoned. A movemnt has been instituted to make a strong appeal to the Governor for executive clemency. turer who died a few weeks ago, was in Paris during the siege. One ilay, as he was passing along the street, two heroes, whose military costume consisted of a clingy red stripe down their black trousers, mid iu his hearing,Bab---tbat Chise would be do. better . nee were in ,Peking just now 1 " And you, gettlemen, if you were in liir," he at once rethreed, and then passed on, Exchange of Ideas. Tin -Tun -Ling, a famous Chinese adven- gon Atm (1•4ITERA15 B49eror WiUiazn OtkUght a gold during 1480 tt iel atld ho IS BOW onfined ttt his apartMente, The G,overner-Generel, and Lady Lans- downe wz1Ltt at a 1131alug trip to Iletaped,la at the lose of the eeseleu, afterwarde viaiting the citadel at Noeb v A speeial gays einisratioh to British ICON31 AlneriO4 IS still increasing. Itt Me,ys 7,723 perSODS emigrated thither, against 5,213,9 in May last year. The operatives of the Moutreal Cotton Company's mill at Valleyfield, numbering over five hundred, are on strike, with no likelihood of a speedy settlement. It is reported the Sultan af Merocco has confiscated bidden treasure to the value of ninety-five inillion pounds sterling, diseover- ed in the palace of the deceased Vizier at Rabel. During a circus performance at Neschen, a Russian town, on Sunday evening, a storm blew off $ portion ot the roof, causing the pendant lamps to pour blazing petroleum on the heads of the speetators. A panic re - suited and three hundred persons were in- jured. A daring ro.bbery was perpetrated the other morning tn. the Montreal postoffice, a nu package centaaig from twenty-five to thirty registered letters being abstracted through the wicket of the registry office while the clerks' backs were momentarily turned. The thief got safely away with his booty,and so far no clue has been obtained. Major Jarvis, in command of the mount- ed police at Regina, has received information of the capture of one of the half breech named Ra,cette who was implicated in the killing of Hector McLeish at Wolseley, end that a report had been received from Fort Qu'Appelle that a whole gaag had been cap- tured by a settlers' vigilance oommittee, but the latter report has not been confirm- ed. The latest " lions" of Paris are nine negro chiefs with unpronounceable names. They have been brought from the African coast by an enterprising contractor. The object is to 'show them the sights of the French capital,and then to getthem to sign an agree. meat with M. de Lesseps to engage their tribes to work on the Panama Canal. They are all horribly tattooed, and wear ivory bracelets: They speak English. A terrific explosion of nitro-glycerine oc- curred the other day a few miles from Duluth, Minnesota, where upward of four tons of this substance were stored. The site of the building was blown out to the depth of 40 feet, and the largest piece of building found ip ten inches long. A three-inch cast-iron pipe was twisted round a tree, and bits of iron and wood were found a mile from the spot. Every window pane in eight houses within half a mile was broken. The vein of gold discovered a few days ago at Mattawa turns out to be even more valuable than at first reported, it being found to extend to a great distance, and to become much richer than at first noticed. The vein crosses beneath the Ottawa River and enters the mountains on the north= side in Quebec province. An assay which has been made shows the quartz to be ex- ceedingly rich in the precious metal. Large exploring parties have started out to search the district for gold, and all the moneyed men in the vicinity have made investinents. .Reform itt Morocco. Reform is carried with a high hand in Tangiers. No public meetings are necessary no long speeches need be made in the city councils. As soon as the mind of the Sul- tan of Morocco is settled, upon any question, he merely indicates the course which it is desirable that his subjects should pursue, and, if they do not take his forcible hints, wee be unto them 1 Recently, the faithful of Tangiers were informed, after the morn- ing, prayers held in all the mosques, that their sovereign has determined to forbid the sale or purchase of all intoxicants, especially of tobacco, snuff and "kief," a preparation of kemp. Think of cutting off a Moor from the privilege of his pipe That his highness was in grim earnest was speedily made to appear; for, a few hours after the promulgation of the decree, two soldiers, found smoking kief, were put in irons and cast into prison. Many of the townspeople, who bad not even heard of the edict, were soundly bastinadoed for disobey- ing its provisions, and certain old smorkers, who could not at once break themselves of their bad habits, were cast into prison, with the pleasant prospect of being flogged ig- nominiously through the streets. The shop in which intoxicants had been sold were closed, and large quantities of kief were burned in the market -place. Proces- sions of ragamuffins paced the streets, ex halting the wisdom of the Sultan's proclama- tion, and hooting the snuff -stained handker- chiefs which they carried upon long poles. Such arbitrary measures may sin too ex- treme, even in so good a cause, bht the Sul- As Rochfou cauld says, there is something tan has reason for severity. Tobacco is not in the misfortimea of our very friends that strictly allowable for believers in the Koran, does not altogether displease us; and an and kief is the inseparable companion of apostle of peace will feel a certain vicious Moslem degeneracy. It is against this ar• thrill run through him, and enjoy avicarious tiele that the new crusade, if we may so brutality, as he turns to the column in his characterize a Mohammedan agitation, is newspare rs at the top of which "shocking directed. atrocily " stands printed in large capitals. It is one of the most insiduous of narcotics, See how the crowd flocks round a street- suppyling its victim with celestial visions brawl! Consider the enormous annual sale and beatific serenity for a time, and ending of rev olvers topersons, not one ina thousand by dominating Ms soul and body, like a ty. of whom has any serious intention of using raimical master. thern,b ut of whom each one has his carni- vorous self-consciousness agreeably tickled ' by the notion, as he clutches the handle of The New French Premier. his weapon, that he will be rather a dam - was gerous customer to meet. See the ignoble M, Maurice Bouvier, thenew premier, in the last Ministry. He has represented crew that escorts every great pugilist— Marseilles since 1871. He is now fortrfive Parasites who feel as if the glory of his brut. years old, but even during the Empire he alit slabbed ofttooh. them, and whose dar-, esaling hope, from clttattia day, iseto,arrange en some set-to of which they may share the as ap. rapture without enduring the pains ! The rseilles first blows at a prize.fight are apt to make a eAssem. refined spectator sick; but his blood is soon up in a favor of one party, and it will then eExtdmreuinette seem as if the other fellow could not be y min jr, banged and pounded and mangled enough The Constitution" against e pardons — the refined spectator would like to re- " Commisaion, thelcommitee appointed to con. enforce the blows himself. Over the sinister eider the fate of condemned Communists. orgies of blood of certain depraved and insane Re had energetically protested in the Persons lei-, a curtain be drawn, as well at House against the execution of Gaston Cre- over the ferocity with which otherwise mieux at Marseilles, and fairly decent men may he animated, when his fulminations in the ress led to a demand for his prosecu- (at the sacking of a town, for instance), the p tion. At a member of the Union Repub. excitement of victory long delayed, the sudden' freedom of rapine and of lust, the Hotline he has done good work for his party, contagion of a crowd, and the hnpulse to lie is it tall, thin man, with a pronounced imitate and outdo, all combine to swell the stesp and somewhat bald, the lower portion of his visage being adorned with a long dark blind drunkenness of the killing-hied/lot, beard. His wife is well known as the corms. and tarry it to its extreme. No 1 those pendent of an innnensiat journal, He has whotry to rtriconnt for thus from abovedown- ward, as if it reselted from the consequences strong free trade convictions and has held 1 of the victory being rapidly inferred, and !from the agreeable sentiments associated with thoni in the imagination, heVe oilseed Angel Ot Pk/M9)11 Wiunmeit ken,o0e,, You call me An angel et leVe od et light,. A being of goodnefie end heaVelilY fireA Sent nut 0°01 gobMoggool oggide YQ11 aright In p•ithe wheee your eptrlt rimy motuit arid Aspire. you, say that gloW 114 A eter en its oellOet Like a ray (tank the, WOK, spark freul eenree, l'iDW lid to ley etenver ; let ail the werld hear ib; I speak unafraid, what I. keow to be true ; A pure, faithfel love is the OreatiVe spirit That makes women angeia, t1ye but in you. We e;re bound soul to eoul by life's hotted htwer And If I am an augel, why, you are the cause, As my ship ekime the sea 1 leek Up from her deoki Fair, erni at the Wheel shines leVe'e beLbutilel torn) : And shall 1 ecorn the bark that 144 night Went te wreok, By the pilot abandoued to clarluiess and torn?s My craft was no staneher ; She too had been lot lied the wheelman deserted or Slept et his peat, I Mid, down the wealth of iny soul at yoor Net , (Some woman does this for Mee Men eVerY oay). No desperate ereature who walks in the street Hee a wickeder heart than I might hare, 1 sayt Had you wantooly misused the treatinres you won, AS 00 manY men With heart riches have done. This fire from God's altar, this holy love flame, That burnalike sweet ineonse forever for you, Might now be a wild conflagration of shalne Had yon tortured my heart or been base or untrue. Far angels and devils are oast in one mould, Till love guides them upward and downward, I hold I t,11 you the women that make fervent wives And sweet, tender mothers, had fate been less fair, Are the women that might have abandoned their lives To the madness that springs from and ends in de. apair, As the the en the hearth, which sheds brightness around, Neglected may level the walls to the ground. This world makes grave errors in Judging theft things, Great good and great evil are born in one breast. Love horns tut and hoofs uri or gives us our winga, And the best could be worst, and the worst eould be best, You may thank your own worth for what I grew to be, For the demon lurked under the angel and me A Mystery. BY GRACE DENIO LITOIIFIELD. Life held in her hands a measure, And awung it lightly and low; And she said, "1 will see if my pleasure Does not outweigh my woe." And she gathered all stingless laughter, All loves that were lasting and sure, All joys that left memories after, All wealth that was wingless and pure; She gathered all sunlight and starlight, All thornless and fadeless flowers ; She gathered the faint light and fair light Of pangless and perfect hours; She gathered all glimpses elysian That never had blasted the soul, All hopes that had held to fruition, All talents that won to the goal, All wisdom that never had saddened, All truths that never had lied, All ambition that never had maddened, All beauty that satisfled, And she flung them all, all in her measure, But they nothing outbalanced the pain; And -she said, "1 must add yet a treasure, The kindest and beat in my train." And she reached out and took Death, and laid it, All restful and calm on the scale; Yet pain, as before, still outweighed it ; And she sighed as she said, Could this fail? Then she reached up to merciful Heaven, Took down, and flung over earth's strife, A little pale hope, all unproven— The hope of a measureless life : Flung it down with a doubting and wonder, With question and touch of disdain ; When lo 1 swift the light scale went under ; Life's woe was outweighed by Lite's gain. Oh ! strange !Oh ! most strange 1I1 the measure Of all mortal days be but woe, Compared with their acme of pleasure (Lite mused as she hung the scale low), Why, then, should it lengthen earth's sorrow? Why naagnify Death's consequence To believe in a timeless to -morrow? And Life held the scale in suspense. Somewhere. BY ALFRED COPEL SHAW. Somewhere the wind is blowing, I thought as I toiled along In the burning heat of the noontide, And the fancy made me strong. Yes, samewhere the wind is blowing, Though here. where I gasp and sigh, Not a breath of air is stirring, Not a cloud in the burning sky. Somewhere the thing we long for Exists on earth's wide bound, Somewhere the sun is shining When Winter nips the ground. Somewhe e the flowery are springing, Somewhere the oorn is brown, And ready unto the harvest To feed the hungry town. Somewhere the twilight gathers And weary men lay by The burSen of the daytime, And wrapped in slumber lie. Somewhere the day is breaking, And gloom and darkness flee; Though storms our bark are tossing, There's somewhere a placid sea. And thus, I thought, 'Hs always, In this mysterious life, There's always gladness somewhere In spite of its pain and strife, And somewhere the sin and sorrow Of earth are known no more, Sotnewhere our weary spirits Shall find a peaceful shore. Bloodthirstiness as a Human Instinct. made himself a name as a journahst of publiean opinions, After September 4 Gaimbetta proclaimed a Republic, be pointed Secretary-General to the Prefecture; and while he entered t bly he sat on the benches of th Left. In 1872 M. Bouvier acq oelebrity from an article writte Rather I , the post of Minister of Commerce. Wife to Husband: " Mother wants to urine and pay us it visit, John; but I have written to her to say that just at present, while baby is teething, it wouldn't -be con. verdent If / give you the letter,. will you remernber to post it, my dear 1" Husband, ' with an sir oi perfect confidenee : should rather say I would 1" It has always seemed to me that thes e is a the root of the matter, Oct feroeity 13 lot of nonsense in the rule that our cheri- , blind, .and. can only be explained from be/ow. free—incomparably the loftiest duties and Could we tree it baek through our lino of the sweetest pleasures of mankind—must be descent, We should see it taking more and performed in the dark, To do good is the 'more the form of it fatal reflex response, thing. The doing it in secret does tot make Inn.1 ' at the same time becoming more and the action finer, , more the pure and. direct emotion that it is. ' 5 4' THU OAVTUREP TRE °DO% Brat ato (s 'Fierce St_rareaeae Naltk *tire Nether Tiger Affer'seger(1. • "r Afi One fine emitter evening in Inches A gr yatiq officers_ arrenged that they 0404 00,0 out early next morning for A tiger huuti, The Sun was j (let pooping over the horizon, gly- pWileubnitt,oeuLYY:ttnehig0°Fet tei x° ge °put: dtt :tail odo:ni, a lin:ehhieet; were four in number, accompeniedhy a good number of natives, and fully eguspped for the pleasent but dangerous verb. They lied trackecl, the jutigle for a coneiderable time when one of the natives diecevered the foot. prints of it tiger. They followed this until they arrived at a large ove (surrounded by thickhrushwood and tall Indian grass. They Ared into the mouth of this cave, but only a feeble erowlwas heard whieh one of the na- tives said was that of a baby. tiger, At this moment it struck one of the young officers, why should they not 00 rtero nig °AYE and capture the young alive? Th was a difficult task as accomplish'beside no one cared to do it. The (Aileen titee dt-v lots as to who would enter the cave, and it fell th the youngest, a man named Vincent Barry. They procured torches made out of Indian grass, and with two u4tives Barry entered the cave. They found three cubs whiehrhe securedwith traps, and escaped with only a scratch. But he was barely out when a growl (not of a baby tiger this time) a deep fierce growl, startled them, and they perceived at no greet distauce from them a tigress advancing slowly with a short elastic tread. A hasty council of war was held, and it was agreed that they should divide them- selves into two parties, and alternately fire a volley on the foe. On came the tigress, the offi- ors waited for her with rifles cocked, ready to fire. But to their great surprise she only saluted them with a growl of displeaure, and walked straight to th.e cave, which she en- tered. In a few moments the men heard most mournful sounds issuing from the cave. Sucideuly the tigress rushed out with a roar that MADE THE GROUND TREMBLE, and, sprang upon the nearest native. Sud- denly every rifle was fired, but the balls only wounded and enraged the beast Then the men rushed upon her with their hunting knives and a deadly struggle ensued. After a minute or two anotherroar was heard, and an enormous tiger with liambsg eyes was seen approaching. Vincent Barry, the best shot of all there, loaded his gun and shot the new foe through the heart. In the mean- time the cubs had broken their bonds and. rushed to the aid of their dying mother. The tigress was killed at last with one of the cubs. It was pitiful to hear the cries and moanings of the young tigers as theywalk- ed round and round the body of their dead mother. The poor native was badly injured by the tigress and had to be carried by his comrades. With great difficulty the cubs were torn away from their mother. The tiger and tigress were brought home on the elephant amid general rejoioings of the na- tives at the death of the 'man eaters." Pet Snake. Waterton, the famous Eniigtt, whose narrative of his South American plorations is instructive and interesting, once caught, single-handed, a snake ten feet long. He has, however, been surrpassed by D'Alber- tis, the explorer of New Guinea, who dragged a snake thirteen feet long out of bis 4w. hole. Seeing the natives running away from a • tree he went to them and learned that they haediscovered a large snake which fright- ened them. Going to the tree he saw a snake with one-third of its length protrud- ing from a hole. As its size indicated that if was not poisonous, he at once grasped its tail and dragged it out of th e, The moment the head erner D'Alber- tis flattened its neck close to the head by planting one foot firmly thereon. Grasping the body firmly with both hands, while his foot held its head, he turned to the terrified natives with an air of triumph. The snake writhed and twisted itself round the man's arm, or better, coiling itself so tightly as to stop the circulation, and make his hand black. Securing it firmly th a long, thick stick, he gave it to his porters to carry home; they marched off cautiously with their thirteen feet of snake. The reptile became so tame that it would let D'Albertis caress it, without trying th bite. The natives used to howl with amaze- ment, when they saw the monster coiled around him. 111-..011601110—.. Wearing and Rusting. It is a very common saying that "it is bet- ter to wear out than to rust out." Mr. War - ter, in his book "An Old Shropshire Oak," has some professional advice th offer on that point. He says; "Bed a rose, prune a tree, dig a trench, or clean a flower -border, and it is astonithing what relief it will give to a I troubled spirit." 1± 13 obvious that nothing Iwastes one's strength like idleness. This truth is admirably re.emphaszied in a little poem by Alice Wellington Rollins, wherein she tells of watching a potter at his work, whose one foot was kept with "never slacking speed, turning his swift wheel around," while the other foot rested pa- tiently on the ground. When he heard the exclamationn of sym- pathy with him in his toil, "How tired his foot must be 1" the potter corrected the com- mon mistake as to the real source of weari- ness. "Slowly he raised his patient eyes, With homely truth inspired ; No, mann, it isn't the foot that leeks, The ono that stands gets tired.'" That's it ! If you want to save your strength keep using it. If you want to get tired denothing. Identifying Crim;nals. A new method of identifying criminals has been adopted in the prisons of France, Russia, and Sapan. It consiste in taking ; the exact measurement of the person upon his cotrcin to the I His Waist, the length and width of the head, the left middle finger, the left foot, the outstretched arms, the three other fingers of the left hand, the left arra from , the elbow to the wrist, and the length and width of the ear are measured, arid the col- or of the eyes and any peculiarities are noted danoAwd npbhyottohgresaePhrniesanalesothline irirenclainaytelmY itsatakkenes, which have boon made by trnsting to it pho- tographer only are avoided It is stated that, habitual eriminals, parti- ciularly (11'neehinrf:altitclillit!;t8(>1 are ee stTi>OX:d that they wibl 'n rio arteetint submit to the measurement, and offer violent resistance whenever the attempt is made, to measure 'them. A poet writes: "1 know (sweet songs 1 cannot sine." Thereon a great many other persons in the same predicament, but ' un- fortnnntoly they insist, upon singing them. 7