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diaagraeable as possible. His eyes
are still aflame ; but Perpetua is not
afraid of him. She 1s angrywith hire,
in a measure, but nod afraid op hien,
Ono might be afraid of Sir Rlastings,
but of Mr. Curzon, no 1
The professor had seen the glad rush
ot the girl toward him, aid a terrible
Pang of delight bad run through his
valve -to be teamed by a motion, She
bad come to him because she wanted
tun, because be might be oe use to
her, ,not because , What bad
Hastings been sayingto here His
wrathful eyes are on hie brother rae
ther than on her whoa he saris
"You are tired it"
"Yes," says Perpetua,
"Shall I take you to Gwen/Wine?"
"Yes," says Perpetua again.
"Mies Wynter is In my care at pres-
ent," says Sir Hastings, coming indo-
lently forward. "Shall I take you to
Lady Baring ?" asks he, addressing
Pelmelun with a sauve anile,
"She will come with me," says the
Ctrodessor, witb. cold decision.
A command," says Sir Hastings,
laughing lightly. "See what it is, Miss
Wynter to have a hand -hearted guard-
ian."
He shrugs bis shoulders,. Perpetua
makes him a little bow, and follows
the professor out of the conservatory.
If you are tired," says the pro-
fessor, somewhat curtly, and without
looking at her, "1 should think the
best thing you could do world be to go
to bed le
This astounding advice receives but
little favor at Miss Wynter's hands.
"I am tired of your brother,".says
she, promptly. "He is as tiresome a
creation as I know -but not of your
sister's party; and -I'm too old to
be sent to bed, even by a Guardian 1"
puts a very big capital to the
last ,vord.
1 don't want to send you to bed,"
says the professor, simply. "Mongb
I think little girls like you--"
"I am not a little girl," indignantly.
"Certainly you, are not a big one,"
says he.
It is an untimely remark. Miss
Wynter's hitherto ill -subdued anger
now bursts into flame.
"I can't help it if I'rni not big,' cries
she. "It isn't my fault. I can't belp
it, either, if papa sent me to you. I
"You were eaying?" says she dream-! didn't wane to go to you. It wasn't
Hy. 1 my fault that I was thrown upon your
"That the charm you possess, though' hands. And -ane -her voice begins to
tremble -"it isn't my fault, either,
-that you hate me."
That I -hate you 1"
shuc
Thked.e Professor's voice is cold and
"Yes, it is true, You need not, deny
it. You know you bate me."
They are now in an angle of the
hall where few people come end, go,
She nods her head at him with much ! and are, for the moment,, virtually
emeouragement. alone.
Hair encouragement falls short. Sir Who told you that I hated you R'
Hustings, who had looked for girlish asks the professor in a peremptory
I
confusion, is somewhat disconcerted by sort of wav.
this open patronage.
"Moly I?" says ne-"you permit me,
then, to tell you what I have so long -
Bee Neat do not fall before his. She
Is plainly thinking. Yes ; Mr. Bard -
Inge was right, he will never like ben
She is, only a stay, a eindtraaoe to biml
"I understand," says she,'sorrowful-
ly.: "He will not care -ever. I shall
be always a trouble to him.
"Why think of hien?" &aye Sir haat
ings, contemptuously,
Be leans toward her 1 fired' by hex
beauty, that is now enhanced by tbe
regret that lies upon bee pretty lips,
tie determines on pushing his case at
once, "If be cannot appreciate you,
others can -I can. I-"
Be Pauses; far the first time in his
life, on such! an occasion as Ibis, he is
eonsainus of a feeling of awkwardness.
To telt a woman he loves her has been
the simplest thing in the world hith
erto, but now, when at last he is in
earnest -when poverty hoe driven him
to seek marriage with an heiress as
a cure for all tics ilte-he finds him-
self tongue-tied; and not only by the
importance of the situation, so far as
money goes, but by the clear, calm,
wailing eyes of Perpetua,
"Yes?" says she, and then sudden-
ly, es if not caring for the answer she
hes demanded. "Your mean tbat he -
You, too, think that be dislikes nee?"
There is woe in tbe pale, small, love-
ly face,
"Very probably, He was always ec-
centric. Perfect nuisance at booze,
Nene of us could understand him. I
shouldn't in the least wonder if be had
taken a rooted aversion to you, and
taken it badly, too 1 Miss Wynter, it
quite distresses me to think that it
should be my brother of all meni who
Ma failed to see your charm. A charm
tbtit-"
He pauses effectively, to let his
really fine eyes have some, play. The
conservatory is sufficiently dark to
disguise the ravages that dissipation
has made upon his handsome features.
He can see that Perpetua ie regard-
ing biro earnestly, and with evident
lntereat. Already he regards his
cause as won. It is plain tbat the
girl is attracted by his face, as in-
deed she isl She is at this moment
asking herself who is it be is like?
of no value in the eyes of your guard-
ian is, to me, indescribably attractive.
In feet, I-"
A second pause, meant to be even
More effective.
Perpetua turns her gaze more dir-
ectly upon him. It occurs to her that
he is singularly dull, poor man.
"Go on," says she
"No," says she, shaking her bead,
"I shall not tell you that, but I have
heard it all the same."
ed, feared to disclose. I"-dramatical- "Ona ,.nears a great many things if
l y -"rape you." one is foolish enough to listen.' Cur -
Ila is standing over her, his hand i011'5 face 15 a little Pale now. "And
-I can guess who has been talking
to you."
"Why sbould I not listen? It is
true, 1s it net l"
She looks up at him, She seems
tremulously anxious for the answer.
"You want me to ,deny it, then"?
"Oh, no, no 1" she throws out one
on the back of her chair, waiting for
the swift blush, the tremor, the usual
signs that follow on one of his de-
clarations. Alas! there is no blush
now, no tremor. no sign at all,
"That is very good of you," says Per-
petua in an even tone. She moves a
little away from him, but otherwise hand with a little gesture of mingled
Showa no emotion whatever. "The regret. and
anger Do
more so, in that it must be so diffi- wg g you think I
cult for you to love a person in four- wrong.
.yd toto Iia altol' with
There I Tim
wrong. After all,'• a half smile,
sadder than most sad smiles because
of the youth end sweetness of it, "I do
not blame you, I am a trouble I sup-
ings' eyes. pose, and all troubles are hateful. I'•
This little Australian girl, is she holding out her band -"shall take your
laughing at him? But the fact is that advice, 1 think, and go to bed."
Perpetua is hardly thinking of him at "It was bad advice, says Curzon,
all, ac merely as 0. shadow to her taking the hand and holding it. "Stay
thoughts. Who is he like? That is up, enjoy you'rselt, dance—"
"Oh, 1 am not dancing," says she as
if offended.
"Why not?" eagerly. "Better dance
than sleep at your age. You -you
mistook me. Why go so soon?"
She rooks at him with a little whim -
steal expression.
"I shall not know you at all present-
ly," says she, "Your very appearance
to -night is strange to me, and now
your sentiments] No I sball not be
swayed by you. Good -night, good -by!"
She smiles at him in the same SOT-
rowful little way, and takes a steps or
two forward.
'Perpelue," say s the professor,
sternly, "before you go you must lis-
ten to me. You said, just now, you
would not hear me he to you - you
shall hear only the truth. Who ever
told. you that T hated you is the most
unmitigatedliar on retard."
Perpetua rubs bar fan up and down
her Cheek for e. little bit,
"Well -I'm glad you don't hate me,"
says she., "but still I'm a worry, Never
mind" -sighing -"I dare say I shan't
be so for long."
"You mean 1" asks the professor,
anxiously.
Nothing -nothing et all. Good-
night. Goodnight., indeed."
Must you go ? Is enjoyment noth-
ing to you?"
Ah't you have killed all that for
me," says she.
This parting shaft she hurls at biro
-malice prepense. It Is effectual. By
it she murders sleep as tborougbly as
ever did Macbeth. Tha professor
spends the remainder of, the night
paring up and, down his rooms.
teen days I Ab, that is kind, in-
deed."
A curious light comes into Sir Hast -
the burden of her inward song. At
this moment she knows. She lifts her
head to see the professor standng in
the curtained doorway down be-
low. Ah l yes, that is it l And, in-
deed, the resemblance between the
two brothers is wonderfully strong at
this instant 1 In the eyes of both a
quirk fire is kindled.
CHAPTER XII.
"Love, like a June rase,
Buds and sweetly blows -
But tears its leaves disclose,
And among thorns it grows."
The professor had been standing in-
side the curtain for a full minute be-
fore PerpeLna bad seen him. Spell-
bound, be bad stood there gazing at
the girl as if bewit:ehed, U15 to this
he had seen her onlyin lilack-black
always -severe, cold -but now 1
It is to him as though ho had seen
her for the first time. The graceful
curves of her neck, her snowy arms,
the dead white of her gown agatn't
the whiter giory of the soft bosom,
the large, dark eyes so butt of feeding,
the little dainty head( Are they all
new -or some sweet, amebae memory
of a picture well beloved?
Then lie had seen his brotherl-
Hastings-the disgrace, the roue
and bending over hers .
There had been that little movement,
and the girl's calm drawing back,
and --
The profeesor's etep forward at that
moment bad (betrayed him to Per-
petua.
She rises now betting her fan fall
without thought to the ground.
"You 1" cries she, in a little, soft,
quiets way. "You!"
Indeed, it seems to her impossible
that it can be Na.
She almost rune to him. If she had
quite understood Sir Beatings is im-
possible to know, for no one has ever
asked her since, but certainly rho ad-
vent of her guardian is a relief to her,
"Ton 1" she says again, as if only
ball believing,
,ler gaze grows bewildered. It lee
had never sten her it anything but
blank before, she had never seen him
in aught bei: antiquated mourning
clothes, Is this really the professor?
Per cyte ask the question anxiously,
`,Chis 'tall, arletoonette, perteotiy-ap-
poin,ted n1111 this man who looks pose-
e t
lively geuug. Where are haglasses
that until now had his eyes? Where
is that odd, old coat?
"Yes,"
Yes, the professor certainly and as
CHAPTER XIII.
"Through thick and thin, both over
bank and bush,
In hopes her to attain by hook or
crook."
"Yon will begin Lo think me a fix-
ture," says Bardinge, with a some-
what embarrassed laugh, flinging Min -
self into an armchair,
"You know you are always wel-
come," says the pro/tenor, gently, if
somewhat absently.
It is next morning, and he looks de-
eidedly the worse for hie sleeplessness,
Iris face seems really old, hiseyea are
sunk in his head, The breakfast ly-
ing untouched upon the table tells its
own tale.
Dissipation doesn't ogres with you
says Hard.ituee, weth a faint smile,
"No, I snail give it up," returns
Cmrzonl his laugh u . trifle grim,
"I was never more euz'prieed in my
life than when' I saw you et your sie-
ter'a last evening. I was relieved, too
sometimes it ie necessary ler a man
to go out, and -end see bow tbintea are
going on with' bis own eyes.'
"I wonder when that" would be?"
asks the professor, indifferently,
When a man is a guardian,"replies
Ineedinge, promptly and with evident
meaning,
The professor glances quickly at
"You ancon-" says he,
01 I yea, of course I mean some-
thing," says Hardinge, impatiently.
But I dont' suppose you want me to
explain myself. You were there lest
night—you meat have seen for your -
sell:"
" Seen what 1"
" Pshaw 1" says Hardinge, throwing
up his bend, and flinging his aigar-
ette Into the empty fireplace. "I saw
you go Into the conservatory. You
found her there, and. -him. It is be-
ginning to be the chief tole of conver-
sation among his friends just now. The
betting is already pretty free."
" Go on," says the professor.
"I needn't go on. You know it now,
if you didn't before."
" 1r, is you who know it -not I. Say
it!" says the professor, almost fierce-
ly. "11 is about bar,"
"Your ward? Yes. Your brother, it
seems, bas mads his mind to bestow
upon her bis hand, hie few remaining
acres, and," with a sneer, " bis spot-
less reputation."
" H'irdinge1" cries the professor,
s'p'ringing to his feet as if shot.
*Ile is evidently violently agitated,
ale companion mistakes the nature of
his excitement.
"Forgive mei" says he, quickly, "Of
course nothing can excuse my speak-
ing of bin like that -to you. But I
feel you ought to be told. Miss Wyn-
ter is in your eare, you are in amen_
aur: reaponaible for her future happi-
ness -the happiness of her wbote life,
Currin -and if anything goes wrong
with her—"
The professor puts up his band as
if to shack him. Be has grown ashen-
:and the other hand resting on
the back of the chair is visibly trem-
bl
Vathing shall go wrong with her,"
save he, in a curious tone.
Finrilinge regards hien keenly. Is
this pallor, this unmistakable trepida-
tion, mused only by his dislike to
beer his brother's real character ex-
posed.
"'WVelt, I have told you," says he
coldly. { '
"It is a mistake," says the profes-
sor. "He would not dare to approach
a young, innocent girl. The most hone
arable proposal such a man as he could
male to her would be basely dishon-
orable. ,
" Oh 1 you see it in that light, too,"
says Hardinge, with a touch of re-
lief. "My dear fellow, it is hard for
me to discuss bine with you, but yet
I fear it must be done. Did you no-
tice nothing in his manner last night?"
Yes. The professor had noticed
something, Now there comes back to
him that tall figure stooping over Per -
penile the handsome, leering tone bent
low -the girl's instinctive withdraw-
al.
"Something must be done," says
be.
Yes. And quickly. Young girleare
sometimes dazzled by man of his sort.
And Per -Miss Wynter, . Look
here, Curzon," breaking off hurriedly.
This is your affair, you know. You
are her guardian. You see to it."
"I could speak to hem"
" That would be fatal. Sha is just
the sant of girl to say ' Yes" to him
bernasc ilia was told to say 'No.'"
"You seem to have studied her,"
says the professor, quietly.
' Well, I confess I have seen a great
deal of herr of late,"
" And to some purpose. Your know-
ledge of her should lean youth making
a way out of this difficulty"
"I have thought of one," sena Her-
dinge boldly, yet with a quick flush,
"You are bar guardian, Why not ar-
range another marriage for her, be-
fore this affair with Sir Hastings goes
too far."
There are two parties to a mar-
riage," said the professor, 'his tone al-
ways very low. "Who is it to wham
you propose to marry Miss Wyn-
ter?"
To be Continued.
MODERN SOLDIERS OP' FORTUNE.
,(Yen 41 ho nave Served Ender More T111111
eon Flag 1,,'1'hls Century.
In the Transvaal to -day the mailer
of fortune is making his last stand,
No other country in the world is like-
ly to offer the alien adventurer of the
future the same positions and profit
that have hitherto been the portion
of Seb'el, Von Albrecht, end the other
European mercenaries of Krugerdom.
And in this very fact, we may Safi the
decline of the soldiers of fortune, if
we compare his gains with the colossal
harvests of his predecessors in history.
Perron, the wonderful Frenohman who
commanded the Maliratta army, arriv-
ed In Hindustan a penniless petty of-
ficer from a man -o' -war, and in nine
years had amassed between one and
two m4lione sterling. Even inore
repel was the progress of Col. Han-
nay, who had to leave "John Com-
pany's" service to ovoid the bailiffs.
%Ic entered the service of the Nawab
Wazir of Oude in 1778, and ]eft it af-
ter three years with a fortune of
dSOO,00t1• Many other French and
English adventurers were nearly as
lucky.
AL that time there was not the pre-
judiceagainst these mercenary swords
which the military ethics of modern
Europe have fostered, Tow foreigners
have risen to eminence in the Eng-
lish service, but large numbers Of
aliens were recruited for use in the
Napoleonic wars, Besides the fam-
ous Hessians, there were the French
(Masseurs Britannique, throe Swiss
regiments, the Corsican Rangers, and
the Greek Light Infantry. In the
Crimean War a German legion was re-
cruited ib Heligoland, but they never
distinguished tbemselvea on the field,
and the Precedent le, not Jike!y to be
followed,
In spite of the onunng effeot 01
modern ideas, the soldiers of fortune
of the nineteenth °eatery form a
picturesque gallery-
HEROES AND RASCALS.
b'enians and Royalists, Poles, English -
Men and adventnrmi'e Of no coultiry.
Some of them, like Lord Cochrane and
.Hobart Pastia, have establisbod them -
Went on a bigher plane than the =gr-
eenery can usually hope to money.
The former's brillinnt enticed with the
English, Chillae, Brazilian, and Greek
naviee in turn is probably, unique,
tbongh Paul Jones may be set down
as a bad second. The ex -apprentice
of a Whitebaven collier, who was the
most auccassful Amerlean naval of-
ferer in the War oe Independence, and
held' command thereafter in the
Drench, and then in the Russian Navy
is not the hernia figure which modern
eulogists le the United Slates like to
picture, but he was a Eine seaman and
a gallant fighter, In feet, he was the
typical soldier of fortuaa, for the ae-
cident that be fought at sea does not
rob bin of lis placer, in that gallery.
The revolutionary wars of the Con-
tinent have naturally attracted many
of these adventurers. Count Itinski'
was a Pole who fought the Russians
Ln his native land, and when all was
lost took service under Sohamyl,
Prince of Ciroassla. 'rhe Hungarian
War of Independence in 1848 neat em-
ployed his desperate valor, and at
Temeswar he had three horses killed
under him. Finally, he became Col-
onel of a Turkish cuirassier regiment,
and was itnoevn as Iskauder Bey. In
the Hungarian Revolt, Gen. Guyon, an
Englishman, was a famous figure, and
at Tyrnau ha held his ground until
be had lost three-fourths of his bat-
talion and the village streets were
streaming with blood. A less attrac-
tive personality is Gen. Cluseret, who
served as a Captain in the French
Army he Algeria, then under'Gramont,
La the American Civil War; was next
a Fenian "General," and then War
Minister under tbe Commune. Dom-
browski, another "General" in the
Commune, and a. far abler and braver
man than the ex -Fenian, had fought
in Poland and under Garibaldi. He
was killed at the barricades in 1871.
Among Continental forces of aliens
one ought to mention the French Le-
gion, which still includes the run-
away aristocrates aid broken -men of
half Europe, and tee Irish Brigade
which fongbt for the Pope in 1860 un-
der the command of Major Myles O'-
Rielly. M. P. An old soldier of the
Papal Zouaves, another Irishman, is
now Gen. Coppinger,, of the United
States Army.
GARIBALDI HIMSELF.
is of course entitled to a niche in (his
gallery of fame, and his son Rieciotti
has since his ILallan campaigns fought
for France in 1870 and for Greece in
1897, ea both bravely fighting for a
lost cause.
The New World offers us condottiori
of a new type, like Walker the filibus-
ter, who became Dictator of Nicaragua
and might have ruled Honduras but
for a British mango' -war. Gen. Ca-
roll-Teviss, who served in the Franco-
Prussian war and' a good many South
American struggles, was a Fenian
hero. So was Captain John Mc-
Afferty, who served en the Mexi-
can War in 1885, and was then as
officer in the Confederate Army. He
was in all the Fenian, plots of 1866-7,
and was twice tried less for treason -
felony. He was acquitted at, one
trial, and amnestied after the second,
a leniency wraith he repaid by renewed
activity in the ranks of the Clan-na--
Gael. He was said to be the real "No.
1" behind the Phoenix Parisi murders.
Egypthas employed many aliens.
Muzinger Bey was a Swiss .who had
been British Consul at Massowah ;
Gess, Pasba, an Italian who, after
serving as interpreter to the English
Army in the Crimea, became Gordon's
Lieutenant in the Soudan, and smash-
ed the slave -hunters' revolt in Darfur.
Loring Pasha was an American sol-
dier ; Lupton Bey, Governor of the
Bahr-al-Gazel, who died in the Mandi's
dungeons, an Englishman. Statin and
Emin were both Austrians.
In mora recent years we have bad
Gan, Ii;ohues, an ex -major in the Ger-
man Army who landed a cargo of
Mannlincher rifles for the Chilian
Congressionalists, drilled their troops,
and defeated Balmacedaa. Gen. Ron-
ald McIver, a Scotsman v{bo has serv-
ed under fourteen flags, from the Con-
federate to the Carlist, is another
roaming Briton, like Raid Maclean, an
ex -lieutenant in our service, who is
now commander of the army of the
Sultan of Morocco. Gen. Digby Wil
lougbby, who commanded, in blue and
silver, the Bova army, has since
fought for the Chartered Company iu
Rhodesia, but has now turned to the
arts of peace.
ODD C,ul,..sN,)ARS.
Oce A1•reiI to itu,.,i Es Ts'elre 58
Ahead or ears.
The most out-of-date almanac is
that possessed by Russia, while the
palm for the "largest circulation"
goes to that issued' from, Peking. 1n -
credible though it may sound, 3r, is
nevertheless a face that the land of
the Great White Tsar still charisbes a
calendar which is 12 days ahead of
everybody else,
It is true that our own calendar was
11 days out until 1751. Then our Erig-
lish forefathers -put it straight by
dropping these spire days out of the
reckoning, muo11 to the dismay of the
une.lueatod. The publio state of ruled
et that time may best be ri allzed'from
the fact that it held riotous mass
meetings, to pmoLasl against the
"robbery," with bands and banners,
from the latter of which blazed forth
its grievance -"Give us our 11 dayst"
indeed, it, wee not until several beide
had been uroken by the swords of the
military that those which still remain.
el intact (reeled sufficiently to a'ppre-
ciate the fact that the change was dn-
evttahle, aid not merely the outcome
of a Government dodge to fleece the
workingman out oe 11 'days' pay.
GETTING AT THE FACTS,
She -Yes, she Is a woman who has
suffered a great deal bocauae of bee
bene(,
,Bo --Indeed! And what is her be-
liefSh1
e -That site can wear a No. 8
shoe 00 a tt+io, tl foot.
PRETORIA'S ATTRAUTIONS1
CHARACTERISTICS OF THE CAPITA
OF THE TRANSVAAL.
itlatt Agreeilble U? 8en1L African 'Pawns-
$I'e111et1e11'1'1HIt lila Itaers nil' Re 110
Lay.,t 10 11r111sh nog 444 Ara Front%
Uatnullnps, '.
Pretoria is in many respeots the
mostagreeable of all South Melvin
towns 'tor permanent readdenee, It le
on mange plateau, whea•o the air is
dry and bracing. Geographically, it la
admirably situated as the proapeetive
centre of a railwey net destined to
hind Belagoa Bay with the African
west coast and Cairo with the Cape,
writes Poltney Bigelow in the New
York Herald.
South Aimee is fortunate in bavin'g
towns very different one from the
other -each offering points of piotur-
esque interest to the traveller. Oape
Town has the noble Table Mountain,
towering majesttoally like a massive;
drowsy lion al the gateway of the Dark
Continent. Under its shadows are the
aneeatral avenues planted by hutch
Fast Indiamen two'eundred years ego.
At Fast London, by contrast, we find
a wide awake, essentially modern Eng-
lish town, with nnuch that m'gl t re-
call Brighton or Barwick, and very
little to snake one realize that this is
all some six thousand miles from home..
At Durban we seem ,to be in a totally;
new world --part India, part savage
Africa, Banana trees, bungalows, pun-
kahs, palms, Zulus, -these arrest the
eye of thenewly atrrived and distract
his attention from the 'excellent mun-
icipal administration, and the many
evidences of modern progress at this
essentially up to date port.
SPLENDID PORTUGUESE FAILURE.
Only a few mites further is a splen-
did Portuguese failure, L'ourenco Mar-
ques, in Delagoa Bay -picturesque
from e. distance, but full of foul smell
and saddening praspeot when one ap-
proaeltes to within hailing distance.
This Portuguese pest hole reminded me
of certain Turkish towns ad thin lower
Danube, which seemed like bits of ro-
mance from the Arabian Nights, for
at a distance one perceived only the
minarets shining in gorgeous sunlight,
the battlements of the mediaeval walls
or the domes of sacred buildings. But
to preaerva our illusions in such coun-
tries we should never go asbore-ixld-
d1e past them fan' away under the op-
posite bank, and read Byron rather
than contemporary history.
Bloemfontein prepares one for Pre-
toria, as San Antonio in Texas sug-
gests the typical Mexican city. Bloem-
fontein and Pretoria both boar the
stamp of their bucolic or+gin in the
vast open plane at the centre where
long oxtrains can find rest and the
farmers dispose of their produce or
find quarters during the periods of
religious congregation. The great
eq'uzla'as in the midst of Boer towns
have their counterpart in those of Mex-
ico and wherever the (rattle interest
predominates.
-'PRETORIA AND BLOBMFONTEIN.
Pretoria i0 not today so pretty a
town as Bloemfontein, but ,that is for
reasons which may be obvious. Bloem-
fontein gives the impression of good
taste, of general comfort, of barman-
ious developmeat, At Pretoria, on the
contrary, we find Boer cabins with
mud floors ranged alongside of pre-
tentious government buildings, built
obviously to impress the beholder by;
their size. The Boer government in
1881 was practdally without .stoney ex
oepting for the indispensable. Tba gold
mines suddenly them into the empty.
treasury of this "cowboy" adminis
tratton eo mircii money that it was
rather embarrassing to know' what to
do with lt.
The Boer legislators, who had prob-
ably never seen a five -pound note -me-
th. the Oullenders opened the mines
at Johannesburg, coan,meneed their,
career of political independence much
in the same way. Instead of work-
ingslowly and spending the Money for
the future good of the country by as-;
tablisbing good schools, and building;
roads, bridges and things caloulated
to Increase comfort, they aoted on1he'
assumption that intercourse with their:
naighbora was a bad thing, and that
to be strong they must remain a pecu-;
liar and isolated people. The .money'
which should have gone to the con-
struction of railways, was divertediu
to the building of huge forts. Instead
of welcoming Afrikanders to assist in.
their administration, they preferred
to import clerks directly from Holland
and Germany, as though these might
prove more loyal to them than even'
their own kinsmen reared at theCape,
of Natal. The private residences at'
Pretoria are overtopped by monstrous
government offices, where much mon-
ey has been spent for show and lit-
tle for beauty,
REFLECTION OF PRESIDENT II.RU
GER,
]''a'etoria. is in its way a reflection
of Paul Kruger. That noble rattle herd-
er bas no political creed beyond Hatred
of the Oilaudeu' and loyalty to what
he thinks is liberty, In theory he is
the twat/nation of primitive democrsey
yet outwardly he leeks himself with
tawdry decorations loaned to him by
Eumopean monarchs, and apes semi -
royal pomp when he drives abroad.
We lose eight oe Kruger's dignity,
mirage and political virtues when we
see htm driving about Pretoria, with
all the norieensioal parade of a South
American dictator. So are we apt to
lose sight of thebanuties of the town
itself, beconse at prresenl, there is so
much that is 1'noongzvous-such vio-
lent contrasts between the normal re-
sidents of a Boer patriarch arid the
mammoth. peablie buildings in which
Ile is called upon to legislate,
Pretoria has an exec/Meet supply of
delicious water, which runs in refresh-
ing abundance before the very doors
of the inhabitants. Title is an lnaatitn-
able blessing in South Akira, where
the one looping thing is watt,. On
the occasion of my vielt to Johannes-
burg water was sa oastty that et the
club men ware frequently driven to
wish their hands in soda water. I%d
a z• L an
ir.
t�ia ll,ruger g ve anon spent
r'u attoJt (ire mtoatey It devoted to ur-
tillllery and fortifications, I doubt if
the present -ewes• would have been 00
popular.
The stemets of Pretoria are broad
avenues, laid out originally ratter with
reference to the gceat ox trains than
to the probability of marmot traffic,
likely to prove crowding• ekt present
the str'eeta are zenith +too with for the
termination, and tbe exponae of main-
talning them and laying the dust la,
cf corse, heavy, 1
GLIMPSE INTO MB FUTURE,
In mind's I Hve a' vision
of Pretoriaxny ten yearseye lrenaaa, It w111
be a city where all Afrikandet's unite
under an Afrikander flag to do for
that great country what Canadians
are doing at Ottawa and Yankees at
Washington. Been in the year of the
Jameson raid, 1811(3, Boers and British
!wired seeiety at the Pretoria Club,
and while there was much divergence
of opinion on many matters there was
unsnlmity enough on ert'ain vital
questions to givoe considerable con-
fidence do a brighmt future for rho unit-
ed white races, .Boer, Briton, Yankee
and German --there were plenty of
these oven in that year who were
heartily sick of Kruge.rism, much as
they honored the old mail for his pest
servlcea.
Men' of 'affairs, who had money to
invest, men who desired to grOW up
twhietbpetehteexounpu(rty -a
foritl hym'bey n lwruitgherpren-
greseive mnds=were dispinsed with
foo
e• TpihnegmothdeercnBotrer nppareboiaacktaswiatrhd
necessity for liberal legislation, quite
as much as any Afiikander, and where
England shall have demonstrated be-
yond question that she not only can
conquer all obataeles in South Africa,
but means to .remain Ihe paramount
Power in that region, then, it is my
belief, the best portion of the Boers
will throw in their lotcheerfully with
the new order of 'things and be to the
British flog as loyal as are theFrenoh
of Montreal or the Chinese of Wei -Hai -
Wei.
ELEPHANTANDENGINE.
Pato of the Beast Which Tried to P.,sh a
Locomotive ttnalrw:,ret.
It is not only in South Africa, and
by statesmen who ought to knowhet-
ter, that the march of civilization is
opposed and obstinacy pitted against
progrses. The elephant has many
human qualities, and if the story that
comes to us from Perak, one of the
Straits Settlements, be well founded,
occasionally shares with politicians
hardly less intelligent their prejudice
against the spirit of the age. It ap-
pears that a big tusker, which bad
long bean an object of pursuit, to the
sportsmen of that remote district,
wandered on to the railway line and.
tried conclusions with the engine of
a goods train, charging it repeatedly,
and keeping up the contest for nearly
en hour. The engine was reversed in
the hope that the beast would quit
the find and allow the train to pro-
ceed; but as soon as there was any
attempt to renew the journey the ele-
phant returned to the encounter and
resumed its obstructive tactics. The
driver was afraid to charge the brute,
lest tbe train should be thrown off the
metals; and the coolest might have
gone on much longer had not the ele-
phant backed into the engine, and,
setting its fore feet firmly between
the rails, endeavored, to shove the
train backward with its hind quar-
ters.
The driver took advantage of the op-
portunity sad put on steam, gradually
forcing the beast off the line. In this
maneuver one of the wheels of the
engine want over the hind lags of
the animal, which was put out of its
misery by the guard of a loilowiug
passenger train. This is not the first
time that the engine in question has
encountered an elepbant on the line.
Just about five years ago, while it wee
drawing a passenger train, on adark
night through the heavy tropical for-
est, a sudden shock was felt, and the
train came to a standstill. The engine
and tender were thrown off the me-
tals and half way down the embank-
ment, though, fortunately, they sad not
drag the carriages atter them. When
the driver, who had been pitched off,
went back to ascertain the cause of
the accident, he caw a large bull ele-
phant at the bottom of the embank-
ment ou the other side of the line. It
died a few minutes niter the collision
from the violent shock and loss of
blood, its off fora leg, having been
shattered end a mace of the trunk torn
off. Beyond the fright and shock caus-
ed by the Budden stopping of the
train, which, luckily, was traveling aL
only DeLeon miles an hour, uo injury
resulted to may of the passengers. In
the seine month of the same year a
similar accident occurred on the llin-
gal-Nagpur Railway in India,
Ou a pitch dark night, a mail train
was running at the rate of twenty-
seven miles an hour through very
thick jungle which was known to hold
wild elephants. The driver felt an ob-
slr.uotion and attempted to reverse,
but the engine lett the metals, drag-
ging with it a brake van, the carriage
of the locomotive superintendent and
some other carriages, but without caus-
ing injury to any ot the passengers or
officiate, At first it: was thougbt that
the accident had been brought about
by cattle straying on the lino but
the officials soon founts n dead eta -
plant. Apparently the animal had
been crossing the line just aft the train
name up, and had been struck by the
engine, and hurled down !ha blink. The
agent of the company sone borne one
of the tusks to be put up in the board
rosin as a memorial of the occurrence.
Those instances et a train being
thrown oft the line through collision
with au elephant show, thea, while
such Accidents are pretty sure to he
" bad tar the elephant,'` they aro also
attended with eonsidernble danger to
rolling stock, and even to human life,
The latter consideration oompinLee the"
analogy we have already drawn,
BUMP. FIFTY TIIJT SI
EIEIIAT IS NOW T1REAT1N80 13Y
THE MARCH OF RUSSIA.
1411(4110 Is Billeted 041411 tiantk Arden, lis.
I naeltrpge ss, 01111 the 1435441, I,aalts 03101.
C., l•aiens liyea II11aa 41141 "Flay to 114,1414'
-os4's riuly 1llslory,
keine --11, Englishlorlrwvelers through
Central Asia have written bone that
Russia ie mobilizing troops along the
frcat er eoutlguous with Peres and
Afghanestan, [this :looks serious, It
means.a revival of those ugly ruinore
about the Bear 01 Europe, It means
that the Czar is looking with etiveloue-
nese 00 India, famistaing with starva-
tion, as d1 !s,
For horat, "the lcay'• to Indira" lays.
but a few, bu,ndred miler,/ to the south-
east .of Aslikabad, where the mobilize -
boa le reported as taking place..
Englishmen at home, in the aecurlty,
of their cheerful newspapers, do not
consider the danger imminent. ,They
read of the physical character of Oen
tral Asia, they have heard' of the
boundless steppes, so arid that the
frugal Tartars have to move their
camps weekly for fresh forage go oten14
of the deserts and marshes into which
=ego .ravers disappear; of the tower-
ing, almost impassable mountains, and
titer 'feel secure.
RUSSIA S ACHIEVEMENTS.
But Englishmen who have gone
through that country do not smile so
contentedly,'They see how Russia has
surmounted obstacle after obstacle. ,,
They lenow of the modern railway that
connects Brants, the best harbor on
the eastcoast of the Black Sea, with
Baku, Ore the Caspian, passing through
Tiflis, the capital of the Tratus-Caul•
Casio.
They know of Ube largo squadron of
Russian man-of-war on the Caspian,
centered at Baku, where a powerful
station is fully equipped in every way;
of the fleet of steamers, built to be...t
used as transports, that belong to the
Trans -Caucasian Railway. With these
facilities for transportation they see
how quickly Russia can and does land
infantry, cavalry and artillery on the
eastern. shore of the Caspian at Kras-
novodek,
They know, too, of the other railway
tint leads from than to Asbkabad,
"the key to Beret," and goes on over
the steppes and desert to flousbid
Khan Keith, which is near the ruing
of the ancient dlrey so often a boue
of 0o0teneon on account of the ion
mance oasis i
a t controls.
When an army has two good roads}
by which to mete It it may b.: a-&umad
that it will divide and at.00k by both,
This the Bussisns can ensi,y ,1u. They
can leave Ashknbed, in Russian Ttark-
estan, march south to Sherwan, in
Persia, where they would be on the
highway that runs almost southeast
through Dieehed, crosses the Af-
ghanistan herder in open country, and
makes straight for. Herat. The Shah
would not cau.ee trouble, as it is well
known that he is at the back and call
of the Czar.
HERAT'S FIGHTING RECORD.
Herat is the 50 times besieged city.
If the sieges are ae:uratoly iqu,eteri,
Ore result is 52. It tot the capital of
TLmur; it was fought for by the Mo-
haanmedans, by the Persians, by the
Ameers of I£11bui, and there was al -
wept an reamer of Herat anxious to
regain his patrimony. The, years when
Herat has not been fighting have been
rare, aid Herat 14 a vary old town.
During the pre:eui eeirtury it bas
been un.ucessi'ully besieged in 1837
awd, 1838 by the Pereions, and taken
by them to In al, regained. by Dose
Mohammed, Ammer 01 Kabul, in 1803.;
lost by him to its Amor of IIerat, and
regained by Kabul in 1881 under the
pre -end Ameer, Abdurrahman Khan.
And why to Herat "the key to India,"
when it is satiated in the extreme
northwest of Afghanistan, nearly G00
mules, as the crow flies, from the Dr-
eier' ,Frontier? 213..caa:0 Herat is the
controlling point of the approaches to
the only two passes late India that
ere traversed by railroads,
THE ROAD TO INDIA,
One highway, that goes eastward
from Herat, keeps south of the. ili•ndoo
Kush and reaches Kabul, whence there
is a short route through Kabul Pass to
Peshawar. Isere, at Peshawar,, cem-
meatoey 0110 of the important railevaya
of India, a great trunk line, as it con-
netats at Lahore for all points in the
Lillian penin=ula,
A more direct way for the itussiane
to .,mike out for India Is over the roll-
ing, fertile plains southeast toKanda-
lzar and Saidan right to the Indian
border, much further south than the
Kabul Pees, Leto, too, the English,
have advanced their strittegic railway
Leto Afghanistan .territory to Sallan, P"k'
so once the railway, is taken the ro
lays open to Bakker, in Sind, a jtece
tion of almost eti'ategic importancree
Pesh,aar, +'
If it'nvfa in the Russian mind to torso
an entry into India we will hear of
Tiarat, and whichever way Herat goes _
Afghanistan will follow, Willi Af-
ghanistan under Russian control, as
Persia is to -day, India will be hard to r
defend,
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1'
WEIGHT 011 SOMI?, QUEENS.
The flumen of Italy is still a very
hamlaomo women, and eartainiy most
sympathetic. in manner and speech,
But, she is growing too heavy. Her
majesty is Heavier than any oilier
queen in Europe, her weight being 176
pounds, while Queen Victoria dots tat
weigh more than 171 pounds. Next in
weight conics the queen of Spain, who
weighs 147 pounds, and then the queen
of the Belgians, who weighs 148
pounds. Tho empress of Russia does
not weigh more ehitn 120 pounds,
AllIS NOTE,
Mates Fliplon-Do you like eats, Str.
Pilkington?
Mr, Pilkington -Yes, indeed; when s,
they are made of calico and stuffed
evith carted• hair,