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THE BRUSSELS POST. SEPT, 29, 1S99
'STORY OF THE WEDDING RING.
By BERTHA M, CLAY,
Author of "A. Qaear, Amens Womoc," "Eon Will 11 The 'Santee 008 stone' Me
CHAPTER II.
Marna &halal& Esquire, was lord.
of the manor of West Dome, He was e
Wealthy man, and one whp enjoyed life
to Its full extent, He hada great
aversion to all kinds of responsibility
and tannic; lee had a land agent who
mataged one portion oe his estate—the
woodof Date and elm farms beyond
them were under the care of Paul
Waldron. By eourtsey Paul was pall -
ea the squire'a stewed, but in reality
his duties were more those of head
keener than, anything else,
le wasethe son of poor parents. His
father had been the bead gamekeeper
at West Dena Manor far many Panne
has mother was an amiable, gentle Wo-
man, whose very life was °entree in
that of her boy. They had given Paul
a fair educatiout—something above his
station. The boy was naturally quick
and clever, but his chief delight lay in
• metheseics. He liked all kinds of
• machinery; he enjoyed finding out
how he could improve upon anything
he saw made; he longed to learn some
•
practioal trade, but his parents were
not willing.
"The squire had always premised,"
they said, "thet their son should have
charge ot the West Dens woods, and tt
wan not kind of him even to wish for
anytnling else,"
So, to please them, he accepted the
seethe's offer, add before he reached
bis twentieth year he was master of
the keeper's cottage.
"I can study," he thought,; "I shall
have long hours to myself, and I men
work oust the ideas that have lain so
long in my brain."
tEnt in a short time a change came
over him. He went one day to 0.
pretty little town tailed etehburnham,
and here he met his fate There he
saw Ismay Hope and from teat mo-
ment until the hour of his death he
lowed her with a deep, true, lasting
love, and gave no thought to anoth-
er.
He waa walking aown ore principal
stree of tate town when he met her.
Her lovely face, 'ber Eget graceful t)g-
are, titer wealth of waving brown bair,
tore pretty blue oloak—he remembered
the picture while he lived. He looked
earnestly at her as she passed, and a
faint smile rippled over her lips. That
long, lingering gaze amused ter. As
a sudden glow of warm sunshine will
bring to life eorae late blossoming
flower, so that half smile that one
look at her seemed to beteg Paul's
whole soul ito life; a new world 'Opened
to him—a great, golden blaze of light
seemed to have fallen at his feet, and he
walked on, dazed, giddy and contused. i
Thea he turned back to see where
she went. he entered a small house
that stood by itself at the end of the
street.
"I must know who she ta," he said.
himself, "I feel that I must win
nee."
His soul seemed an fire; there was
to be 83/0 more peace, no more nest Inc
bim, until be had won her. He did not
leave A.shbunakrim that day until he
had been introduced to Mrs, Hope and
the beautiful girl who had so complete-
ly stolen his imam. Mrs. Hope was a
widow ; her husband had beep in the
Civil Service, and she was lett with
barely sufficient to live upon.
Paul told her frankly that he had
seem ter daughter and had fallen in
love with her.
"Many people do that," was the quiet
reply. •inet 1 moat tell you although
we call her Malay Hope, she is not my
daughter."
Worn by Paul's manner, Ms handsome
:ace and eloquent words, she told him
Ismay's story.
"She is to child, not even a 'relative,
ol mine,"- said aers. Hann; "nor have
I the least idea. where she mutes enure0
or who her parents are. One summer
night—it was very warm, and I was
standing at the open window, watch-
ing the passersby—f saw a woman
loitering near my house—in my own
mend I called her then a lady, and I
am inclined to call her so now; 'she ,
had a pale, beautiful face, with wavy
brown hair,; she was poorly dressed, ,
and held by the hand. a little child, e
I paw her mere aside and drape letter r
idle the post oifice; then, when she
walked on, again, her face grew paler
aged leer eyes had in them an agony of e
entreaty when they heti met mine. I
saw tlmt she could hardly walk, and he
that in' a few minutes more she must in
fall, so 1 spoke to her, end she, look- ee
wife. There were times when she puz-
zled Mtn. There was something about
her quite different from other girls;
she was so relined, so gen-
tle, her very beauty was of
an unusual kind,—da in ty, exquisite,
of an unusual kind,—dainty, exquisite,
unlike the rosy beauty of the country
girls. Be found, too, that her head was
need with romance, Who her moth-
er was formed an endless subject of
thought for her.
"I am sure," she said one day to
her handsome young lover, "that my
mother was a lady, even though she
was wandering through the streets
with me alone."
" %neat makes you think so ?" he
asked..
"1. cannot tell. I feel sure of it.
And feel sure of another thing, Paul;
and that, that though 1 have been
brought up in this homely fashion, I
am a lady myself. You may laugb at!
MP, but I feel like one—or, rather, how
I imagine a laxly should Mel. I love
all things bright and beautiful; I de-
test everything mean, sordid and lit-
tle. I ltd as though I had. tastes
which could never be gratified, long-
ings which can never be realized. I
have strange sensations always of not
being in my right place."
They were sitting under tee spread -
inn shade of a large oak tree, the
evening sun in its full splendor, mak-
ing everything bright. The next mo-
ment he was kneeling at her feet.
" You are not in your. right place,
darling. Your place is my pretty cot-
tage—that must be your home. 'You
shall be my queen and I will work for
you as no man ever ivorkecl before be-
cause I love you as no man ever lov-
ed."
He wooed her as women aro seldom
wooed, with such eloquence, and truth,
such love, such tenderness, that she
could not resist him. Elia handsome
face, his musical voice, his devotion, ail
touched her heart as nothing else could
have done. She was too beautiful not
to have many admirers, but none of
them bad pleased her. This handsome
young keeper, with his dark egos and
thrilling voice was quite different. His
great passionate love touched ber,—Ms
utter and entire devotion flattered her;
beside which, he talked of one day
being rieh, and that was the one, great
wish of her heart. She knew that she
was beautiful. To have her beaty
adorned by costly dresses and rich jew-
els, to live in a grand house, to have
her servants to wait upon her, seemed
to Imlay Hope the very acme of bliss,
See did not stop to consider how 5
onary, after all, was Paul's idea of
growing rich. He would show her oc-
casionally models of steam engines or
of looms, and tell ber that a patent
for this invention and that improve-
ment would. make bim a wealthy man,
Ea painted the future for her in glow
ing colors, and atter 000.07 months of
chivalrous wooing he persuaded her to
be Ins wife.
Did she love him then? Many times
in the dark after years Ismay Walton
asked herself that question. She thaw, -
ed she did; his devotion, the flattery
of bis great love, was as needful to
ber as the ale she breathed. It was a
grand thing, too, to win the love of
the handsome gamekeeper ; all the girls
envied her. She did not dislike the
idea of being her own mistress. Mrs.
Rope bad always been very strict with
her; . the cottage, moreover, was a
pretty home; and then Paul loved ber
so—oh, how dearly he loved her I She
was very young to marry, but Mrs'
Fr-- seemed to think that did not
matter." • ,
• 1 ,hall die easier, child, when my
turn comes," she said, "12 I have left
you in the charge of a gond man."
Would she ever have a chance of do-
ing hettere It did not seem probable.
Tha Inbabitants of Ashburnham were
quiet, prosaic people; they admired
her bright beauty, but they were .not
of the kind who, "looking in a fair
face, forgot the whole world." The
oung squires and farmers, with moat
tudable intentions, always, to use
heir own expressions, married money;
hey admired pretty faces, but they
equired more. The men! who looked
p to her with keenest adnairatoin
ere not men whose position had any
ttractions for her.
She thougbt long and seriously over
• matter. There were many old
aids in Ashburnham, and to 'matey,
bright and beautiful, so full of
tality, their lot seemed almost un -
durable. She might spend her life
ere and never have another offer of
arriage so good as this,
Tt was a prosaic way of looking at
e matter. She repeated the
uestien to herself—should she aver do
tier? Not there in that quiet lit-
e town; it was not probable. So one
fight summer morning Ismay be -
me Paul Waldron'a wife, and he took
r home to his pretty eottage.
CHAPTER III.
ing at me, said: vi
"'Ch, it you would but let me rose
for 0118 half hour in your bones I Will th
you, for the love of Heaven?'
"I (mind not refuse seal a requett.
She entered my house, never to leave Id
it alive.
"'My heart seems chilled,' she said,
he
when I and plaoed s. chair for her,
"She sat dotmet and Jellied to her b",
clad.
ea
"'Israel, my dolling, my 'heart Is be
growing cold!' And immediately att-
erward, when I want to help her, I
found that she was dead, The Doran-
er's verdict was that she died from dis- ,
scree of the heart, thoreased by over-
fatigun and privation, We buried ber to
—all the neighbors were kind, and, br
looking at the beautiful deed face, no th
one could suggest a workhouse ren-
ewal for her. We buried her, and then 1.1
107 husband said. be would never part he
• with the child. She wag so like her ea
mother that the resemblence startled th
• me. We buried the mother tend kept
• the child. My husband almost wor- st
shipped her, and she bas been called
Ismay Hope ever sinee," si
• "You none discovered anything ev
• about her Mother e" asked Paul.
• "No; our vioar, Mr, Eirdell, ihserted at
Some advertisements in the papers, and fn
Made some Inquiries, but all was 111 ed
vain. The pool. mother had Touted ber fie
meek a little gold locket containing to
the portrait of a gentleman, and be- a
tibiae her wedding ring, the Wore One di
with a seadito Inside it. 'elle vicar took
elleent all away With him, 1 fear we th
Whit never know who then poor dead th
womari wan." . te
"And tete—the child—has been es a de
danghter to you ever sine 1" questien- ae
ed Patel Waldron. 'If I call persuade eh
1101' 10 love 018, Mrs. Hope, will erre Ivo
give ter to. Me ,
• And then the eoy, thhing beauty
Mete in, and Intel Waldron was More
enchanted than Mir. wee not long
before he had told her how dearly ixo
lend tete aced had Wend be to ere his
Paul Waldron bad won the girl he
ved; for a few weeks he was perfect -
happy, and then 010lids, light as the
eath of the summer wind, carne over
o sky,
He thought his forest home so bean-
tul. He was so content with' it that
wondered his wife was not tee
me. She was always aaking about
o great 'world, longing to bo the
idst of it, and ba could not under -
and her.
"I have no desire for life, Dimity, out-
do my own home. Why are you
er withing for changer
Bo was too earnest even to under -
and her lighter nature; her wonder-
] beauty had so completely charm-
hita teat he could not nee For 18-
1000185 of eharacter. Her (Bacon-
nt troubled him; it seemed to bimwant of love—ad yet she muse she
d lova him.
They had been married a year when
sir little child was born, and Paul
ought Ismay Would grow more con-
tt then. She loved the ()Mid 'very
11011', but' not with the psalm:min
VotOin 80108 mothers give to theirWren. Wren. She was not a herothe; she
ell ewer have been a martyr; but
she was wondrously lovely, gifted with
marvelous grace, and Nue Waldron
eve( hr,
Ismay Waldron Was tar teem fault-
leatt. She was vain of her own love.
i nesse ,
Sb e longed with the whole strength
of her steel for wealte. eb� envied
those who were rhea and powerful. She
Ina worldly in her way, ambitioas,
and always craving foe one thing --
tithes. Yet she was amiable and
gentle, with a sweet, caressing man-
Utettatwas boll irresistible and
ens vain of her beauty. She
would look at her face in the mirror
and say to herself:
"Mrs. Schofield is not 'nalf so fair,
yet she is the wife of a rich agents and
wears jewels and satins. They tell me
some of the greatest ladies in the land
are plain of fuce. Yet beauty is a
pewee. It won Paul's love for me—
weat would It not win for me if I went
into the world where meet pay, mute
homage to AV
Aho little cottage Mat, Paul had
taken such pains to make beautiful
and pleasant seemed so insignificant
in her eyes. She disliked the daily
duties that should have bean so wel-
cutue to her,
"I do wish, Paul, that I had a ser-
vant to do this for nine she would
say.
And then Paul, against his better
judgment Mend a servant to relieve
her at the greater part of her work.
Perhaps that was one of the most un-
fortunate things he could have done.
No ono can be really unhappy or dis-
eontented who is constantly, employed
Jamey had ample time now for her
dreams and fancies.
Yet, despite all, she loved Paul,
and she valued his love. She appreciate
ed his entire devotion.
"lf 1 were to ask him 1.0 give me
his life," she said to herself, with a
complacent. smile, "he would do it."
She had yet to learn that men of
Paul Waldron's stamp held many
tillage dearer than life.
their child grew and throve. Th
beautiful summer came round; tli:e
world was all tale and bright, lb
flowers were in bloom and the birds
singing gayly in the trees. There were
times ween tee young man forgot the
light shadow on, his home, forgot that
Iris beautiful wife was vain and dis-
centented, forgot everything except
the heaven of beauty round him and
the heaven that shone in her Mee; and
then he wondered at his own happi
man and was lost when he tried to -
thank Heaven for it.
One uight he came home looking, SD
unusually pleased that Ismay asked
him the cause.
"I have been working out one of my
ideas," he replied. "I have said no-
thing to you, Ismay, but here is the re -
some weeksdiligent applies -
He Meowed her the model of a steam
engine into which he had introduced
an improvement so great that, if
adopted, it would lead to important
results. She took up the mdoel care-
lessly, as though it were a toy.
"I will thaw you the improveinents—
I will explain it, Ismay."
She looked. at him with a pretty ex-
pression of fright.
"Nay, do not explain, Paul, I am
not quick to understand; things of that
kind do not interest me."
His face fell; his sensitive nature al-
ways shrank from such careless words,
"Everything that interests me
should interest you. Ismay," he observ-
ed, ball sorrowfully; but she did not
even hear the words.
"Aud f rom this may spring a for-
tune!' she said musingly. "Ah, Pau],
Peel, make hastet Time is flying. We
grow older every day, and. youth is the
'haste for enjoyment. Melte haste,
work hard."
Be looked earnestly at ben
"Why do you so long for weeith,
'sway?" he asked.
"Becauee of the pleasure and luxury
it will bring," she replied, promptly,
yet wifb a sun e (het disarmed all
anger.
"Can I not make you believe, sweet,
hew many things there are to be re-
ferred to mere money—health, for in-
stance? Of what use would all the
wealth in the world be if you were
ill?"
"I understand all that," she inter-
rupted, impatiently.
Again, money could not buy such
love as mine, sweet—so true, ao ten-
der I Nor could money buy anything
onethalf so preciolis as that little dar-
ling playing Leers."
ps'ant1 edunderstand all that," she re -
Suppose you had to choose between
me and wealth, Ismay—which would
you prefer?"
What idle words 1" she exclaimed,
halt laughingly.
"Blit you do not answer them, sweet.
Which do you prefer 1"
She looked up at him with a half -
stained glance.
"How could such a state of things
be ?" she asked. "How could wealth and
you be rivals in my estimation I"
" That could never be, ofcourse," he
"X am merely supposing such
8 case."
wo1148.never forgot the hour and the
They had wandered down to the
brookside and sat watching the sun-
set:. By Ismay's side grew a large
bush of southernwood, and as they
talked she crushed the haves in her
hands. To the last day ot his life, Paul
Waldron associated all his sorrows,
joys, love and pains with the perfume
of southernwood.
" You have not answered me," he
persisted.
1 ()armee" she said, laughing, "I
have not your faculty for supposing
oases, I have not the gift of putting
mysell in other people's photos and try-
ing to imagine what X should do."
'Bate female the question is so
plain, you cannot puzzle long over it,
If you had to choose between enemy
end nee, whine would you prefer?'
"Saab a thing ean never be," she
replied; "why try to make me solve
a problem that life will never offer
to reef 1 have read somewbere that
people never have the one thing they
want—I shall never have a fortune,"
"Is a fortune your highest ambi-
tion 0' he asked impatiently.
"It is the ambition of most mere,"
see replied. "They 'toil for it all done
they dreatre ot it all night, they give
liP Peaoe and ken for it, they: sacrifice
honor, truth, and prineiple to obtain it;
some of them are willing even to eel/
their souls in order to win it, If I do
long for a fortune 1 am only like the
reet "
ie looked terribly disappointed.
There is nothing in the world you
would prefer to Me ?" he questioned.
Aha then she eateeted bis anxiety
a
" Yoil want Metter eotietelineenta,
P atel. Suppose that I refuse to give
thorn. Is there anytheag per earth that
wives prefer to their own husbands ?"
The eyes raised to his were beautiful
In their love and tenderness; be could
not look at that most fair faoe and
think the heart beneath it anything
but pure. He bent down and kissed it,
"Do not think I doubted you, oay
darling, I would as soon doubt the
mercy of Heaven. It Is not time but
when a man's heart lies in the hollow
of a worattres hand—when his life liesi
at ber feet—when every hope of Ms
existence is centered in ber—is it
strange that he should try at times
to measure her love for Inner
The passion of his woras—the love
in his fitoe—the unutterable tender-
ness of his manner—touched her deep-
ly. She flung away the bruised and
broken sprays of southernwood and
clasped ber bands around his nook.
" No one can ever love me es you do,
Paul," ebe said.
And be was happy with unutterable
content. Life held much that was
'Pleasant for but he never forgot
that evening by the brookside,
To Be Contineed,
LEADER OF THE BOER ARMY.
Gen. Jonbrrt, Ilia righting QualltleS sad
Me Boer Army:
Gen. P. .e. Jouhere is the most cele-
brated fighter in South Africa. He ie
Vice -President and the Commander -in -
Chief of the Boer array, and is looked
on as the country'e savior in the event
of war with England. The General is
G8 years olcl now, and scarred by many
a wound from English bullet and na-
tive assegai. Yet he is sturdy of
frame and keen of eye. He led the
Doers at Majuba Hill, where 280 Eng-
lish gave up their lives, Gen. Joubert
letting but five men. He commanded
the forces at Bronkhorse and Spruit,
and finally caught Jameson like a rat
in a trap through quick mobilization
of troops.
Bit fought in the native, wars wben
Paul Kruger was commander, and
these two became bosuat friends. They
and one other Boer were selected to
conduct the affairs of the Transvaal
when it was in rebellion against Eng-
land in 1881, and Gen. Joubert has sev-
eral times eome within a few votes of
beating Oom Paul for the presideney.
He will, probably be the next to as-
sume that position, as he holds differ-
ent views from Kruger. He believes
that if the franchise ware given to tee
Intim:Mere in a reasonable time they
would become good citizens, and that
this is the way to
SOLVE THE PROBLEM. •
At the same time, he will not sanction
any sort of a revolt, and when the
Jameson raiders were landed safely in
Pretoria jail, he was one who favored
shooting tbem.
Oom Paul's diplomatic powers stand
out in distinct contrast to Joubert, who
is essentially a lover of power. Ten
thousand Boers were gathered about
the jail, speculating as to the fete of
the prisoners. Some were for instant
death, and others, as a grim joke, sug-
gested cutting off their ears. This
Was taken up by the press immediate-
ly, and in a few hours the world was
shuddering at the bloodthirstiness of
the Transvaal burghers. In the mean-
time the question was being settled by
Oom Paul, who was trying to save the
lives of the prisoners, and 10 this end
used every art of persuasion with Jou-
bort, tee two being closeted a whole
night.
Oom Paul filially prevailed, and Jou-
bert went out before the assembly to
win them over to the lenient position.
This was his speech: "Fellow burghers,
if you had a beautifal flock of steep,
and a neigeboe's dogs got into the pas-
ture and killed them, what would you
do? Would you take your rille and
straightway proceed to shoot those
dogs, thus making yourself liable to
greater damage than the value of the
sheep destroyed, or would you lay hold
on those dogs and carry them 1.0 your
neighbor, saying, 'Now, here's your
dogs, I caught them in the act. Pay
me and they shall be returned.
The general waited a moment for the
words to take effect, and than added:
"We leave the neigeber's dogs in jail.
What shall we do with them?" There
was hardly a voice against returning
the prisoners to the English, and
events proved how wise the Boers had
been.
Joubert can ()onset his whole army
in
FORTY-EIGHT HOURS
a speedier mobilization than any oth-
er nation can boast of. He has divid-
ed the Transvaal into seventeen 'di-
visions, each under a commander. They
are sub -divided into ant:ions, u000 -
mended ty field eornets and assistant
field cornets. When the tocsin is
sounded the officers ride from one
farm to another until the whole coun-
try is warned. The Boer has rifle and
ammunition reedy, and a piece of "MI -
tong" or dried beef, on which be can
subsist for two weeks. He jumps on
his horse and hurries to the gathering
place, leaving the Women to farm and
bard the cettle
Gen, joubert knows the might of the
English, but has little respect for their
merksmanship. "When I was a boy,"
he told the writer, "an English regi-
ment was quartered on, our farm. One
day three hartbeestesprang up on the
veldt and half the regiment shot at
them and miesed, 1 and two other
lads thee brought our rifles to our
sboulclere, and earth brought down one
beesta, That 10 the way Wo shoot at
the Engliale"
NEW BLACKMAILING SCHEME.
A Vienna man has evolead a new
Method. of blackMailing. Re sent to en
elderly and wealthy lady a letter to
the effect that if she did not forward
O. largo stem of Money to a given ad-
dress, he would contrive to have 111>01 -
tis of (legally microbes uhoorked in bet
mann which 'would cottainly load to
her death. The old lady handed the
letter to the tenice, and the ingenious
Vermin's() OA to MOM ha' iin orison Merl
MORE ABOUT On PAR,
THE INTERESTING PRESIDENT OF
THE TRANSVAAL REPUBLIC.
55*0 rersonni Brayery mot iteltglous Fer.
vor—Illis Story of the Micro' Develop
men( of the 'W,ausvaal-nis Footing
Toward 'Cecil 10.4)11es-14m nevoid/el!
heroism,
Stepte.nas Tobaunes Paulus Eruger,
President of tee Transvaal, is an in-
teresting Public) charocten Upon be-
ing introduced you first conclude that
lie has been greatly overestimated. He
seems nothing more than a shrewd old
hunter, who, 'by constant contact with
wild animals and savage Raffles, bas
developed a wariness that makes teal
simpletons of everything and every-
body.
His legs are so short and slender that
you wonder /how they bear tee weight
of a heavy thick and solid body, Die
head is big and his neck is concealed
by beard, hole and coat collar, so that
you cannot determine weather or not
he indulges in neckwear. At home he is
'mally puffing a short brier pipe, and
as be bandies this you notice that the
thumb of his left hand is missing.
There is a story connected with this
that Kruger will Loll you between puffs
if he is in the mood. It gives an idea
of tee grit which is a characteristic of
the old Boers.
When Kruger was a young man he
was out hunting one day with a rifle
which had not been used for a long
time. While be was tinkering with a
°barge the gun exploded, tearing his
left: thumb to shreds. ltruger's conman-
lots wanted to give air elle hunt and
hurry to the nearest surgeon, but the
intrepid young Boer refused. Taking
out his hunting knife, bit placed the
lacerated thumb on the stock of the
rifle, and
AMPUTATED IT HIMSELF.
By tying about the slump a piece of
rawhide he stopped the flow of blood,
anl winding around it bis red handker-
chief he continued the sport.
, Physical robustness and courage
bare contributed greatly to Kruger'e
success as the leader 01 a nation. He
is absolutely, fearless, thongh not reck-
less, and since boyhood has known how
to aot quickly in an emergence,.
When only 14 years old, het and a lit-
tle sister strayed away from the Jetager
town in Cape Colony, where the elder
Kruger had settled on emigrating from
Germany, and while playing were sud-
denly attacked by a leopard. Young
Krugers only weapon was a jackknife,
but shielding his sister with one arm,
he met the vicious spring of the leo-
pard with the other, and after a strug-
gle succeeded in stabbing it to death.,
One is hardly warranted either in
speaking slightingly of " Oorn ' Paul's
legs, for they once ran a race that
mode him famous all through the na-
tive tribes in Soath Africa, A. Eaten'
chief had become celebrated for his
running ability, and had never been
['entail Until ehall,nreeri by a number
of young Boers, who chose Kruger to
represent them it was (heeled that
the two should run for twelve hours,
and the man leading at the end of
tent time was to have sort of a prize
At the end ot eleven hours the Inane
dropped in hie tracks unconscious,
while Kruger kept on to the finish,
and, according to one of bis oompan-
ions, was so fresh then that he took
part in a hunting trip.
It is the appearance at rough hardi-
hood and the unkempt personal attire
that first impresses one on meeting
" " Paul, but when the man be-
gins to talk you forget all else but
Kruger, the diplomat, and careful
statesmen. Lee gave the welter
A. SHORT INTERVIEW
recently Lor publication with the un-
derstauding that the Boer side should
be represented from his own view-
point, first inquiring if I were a epy
from Cecil Rhodes. On being amend
to the contrary by a number oe Yolks -
read members, who Inn present, he
followed up by another customary ques-
tion, asking nithat is your religion?"
These two inquiries give an insight
into Kruger's Bee, rels first duty, he
believes, is to God, and bis second to
guard against Rhodes, whore he dee
tests like a poisonous reptile. But for
Rhodes, Mr. Kruger says, allewoeld be
peace and quietness in the Transvaal,
So long as this man is in booth Africa
there is no rest for the Boers, and
their secret service agents may be
found on every street in Johannesburg
on the lookout for Ilitiander conspire -
Pr= all outward appearances, Com
Paul is intensely pious and though
some insist that it is all bypocriey,
there he no proot 'that Kruger does not
live in strict accordance to his preach-
ing. He was confirmed in 1842, by lbs
Rev. Daniel Lindley, an American mis-
sionary, and: from that day to this has
led a severely Christian life after the
pteeepts laid down by John Calvin, Itt
eon quote nearly the whole Bible, and
this has served him well in a secular
way, for he has learned from it to
speak in parables, terse epigrams, that
are readily interpreted by his follow-
ers, and have more tome than the most
brilliant thetorical flighta.
Kruger, in addition to his other ac-
oomplisbments, is by far the best
preacher in the Transvaal, and the
Hatch Reforraed Cetera boasts of some
capable moh there. He (matinee the
pulpit in a modern break edifice across
the street from his home about once
a month, end always talks to standing
room only, He USett no notea, but
speaks offhand from a text, and does
not hesitate to sprinkle a, little hewn
in the diecottree. In his speeches be-
fore the Read
HE QUOTES scatnnuRn
geterou,sty, and oven more so in eon-
versatiore
As Lor his private life that seems
to be exemplary,. After rising, be
ptays for al long time in his room,
and "talks Over with the Lord" the
questions M elle day, When he devel-
ops si conviction in this way he ere -
(sods to nee on in ILreger's piety; once
nearly cent hint his life, according to
a Current etory. good meny.yettee
ago he stanchly disappeehed, end wben
he faile& to show u, a leseerehleg party
was made ten to Ment tor him, At the
end of three clays flies, emend the in-
ture Preehlent, wbo was then a 11
vec3orldnte' .tIliViligadrabeeeendtoeweenyino; tteleoodp
and nights steadily, without food
water, and was nearly dead. When o
riel beck and revived, he explain
teat he had done it aa eleastisent
for hie sine.
Two storiei3 the Uitlanders relate
oefset Erugor's reputation for pie
One was recently ;tented in a Na
paper. It rimmed Oom Paul of e
ishing one of his Kaffir boys o
by tying elm ender -his wagon, spre
ing out lege and ernes, and maid
them fast- to the axles, The boy
hauled for two deers in this positi
declared the writer. On another oe
sion Kruger, when be was trekici
lost an ox and could not tinct anoth
to take its place, so he hitched up
Kaffir in the team and completed i
journey. Thee Kaffir is atill livi
near Dreikopees, in the Orange Fr
State, at a ripe old age, so the exp
'mace does not Seelte to have injur
ohlimt.heIndisetaiento,tiboen. same rather pro
Tee first question put to Oom Pa
was why be did not give the Ultlan
ers the right to vote welch the En
eliosxnhypiatittntlorth as their thief cause f
KRUGER 51101e1IT HARD
sloari: moment, then laid down his pi
and placing his hands on his Mee
A. man cannot eons two waste
Either he will hate the one 'and alt
to the other, or despise the one a
love the other. Now, the Englishm
wants lo do this, He demands the fen
chise from me, desires to become
burgher, and yet when it comes
trouble, he would forsake us in a m
meat and claim the protection of
Queem How can I give such men
chance to vote They do not take an
interest in our country. They. have it
cones here to settle. They wish QS
good. I want to be fair with ever
one tubo comes here to live, and whe
lie has proved that he is a good oit
zen and has come to bolo us, I wa
hien to vote. But we have a law for b
gamy in the Transvaal, and it is neee
sary for a man to put oft his old los
before taking on a new."
Kruger related graphically and brie
ly the history of rho Boers from th
time then settled in Cape Colony, fro
which they were driven by the Eng
lisp until they settled in the Tracheae
On this great trek they killed 6,00
lions, out of which number Kruge
himself killed 250. They fought thei
way step by step until they finall
reacted the long ridge known its th
Witswatersrand where they settle
all unconscious of the hidden wealt
" It seeneerl so, poor," said Kruge
" that even the English did not be
grudge it. So we established a goy
ernment, developed a constitution, an
laid the foundation for a nation. W
built towns, cultivated the soil, an
iinvegrevemacaekggly great progress and lir
WHEN GOLD WAS DISCOVERED.
Teen new a.na perplexing question
arose, and England immediately be
Came avaricious, but we were not Will
ing to give up the country w
had developed by the sweat of our brut
and so there was 'Manilla Hill. To
know Menet chafe" here Krieger blink
ed slyly and a laugh went around am
ung the Boers. " So now," continue
Oom Paul, taking up his pipe and drop
ping into parables, the gold Beide ar
like a beautiful rich young woman
Everybody wants her, &aid wben the
cannot get her they do not want an
oene else to pessess her."
" Can the English starve you out?
"If- the Lord, wills it, etas," he re
plied. " If not, the English can buil
a wall around us as high as neeich
and we will live and prosper."
Kruger has provided. against a sieg
by building storehouses and granaries
where meat and grain are kept in
great quantities. The great drawbar
to the Transvaal is that it lacks a sea
port, The most convenient one, is De
lagoa 13117, owned, by the Portuguese
As Portugal is mortgaged to England
the hitter country controls it.
Towering over Johannesburg is a big
fort, and working in subterranean pas
sages, the Boers, it is said, have under
mined the whole town, even to Commie
stoner street, where the pride of Jo
hannesburg's buildings are located
The Boars can muster 80,000 men, all
well armed and good marksmen. They
have warehouses full of ammunition
and their present defenses and power
to wreak Johannesburg and the mines
are a suffielent menace to Groat Bri-
tain to make her hesitate.
ERUGER IS NOW 76 YEARS OLD,
and bas been elected 'to the Presidency
four times. His salary is 05,000 a year
with $1,500 for coffee, His life has um-
tainly been remarkable ane, and, at
different stages he has been a farmer,
bowls/tan, hunter, soldier, clorgentae,
ambassador, fitancier, head of the ar-
my. In recent years be has bought
and sold And a good deal, and is re-
puted to be very wealthy. His habits
and method of living are so simple,
however, that he could, ban saved
nearly all his salary in these years,
which would give him a tidy foetune,
As he closed the interview Kruger
went across the hall into a low-cell-
inoged, white -washed room, and spoke
t a motherly little woman, who was
tented in a rocking chair, darning
stocking. Tele wa.s Mrs. Kruger. She
got Mr. Ringer's hat, escorted him to
the door, and then went busk to ber
knitting, It was difficult to think of
her fla the first lady of the land, Yet
the has been Mr, ICruger's constant
helpmate through all the years of his
Penne life, and their 'affection for each
other seems to have grown with each
succeeding year. She is eVir. Kruger's
second wife and was a Miss :CU Plea-
sriso, name 01 Imminence in Soutle Af-
i a, Ieruger's first wife was ail aunt
of Miss Du PleSSIS, ate bore eine ono
son, who died, Sixteen children, were
the fruit of the emend Marriage arid
0/ those, seven are living. The girl's are
comfortably reareied to burghers in and
about Preterite, and the boys take en
active interest in the army. One SOD^
in-laW, Capt. Mote, has man hancene
famous by building the most expen-
sive mansion in South Africa, He has
nude a fortune in real retinae opera-,
Sorts, and is supposed to be worth 02,-
000,000, One of Kruger's sons act as
his thoretary, and onetime is Captain
oe. an infantry company. Mr, andMrs,
Kreger live In a little two-storey rot -
tag, painted white, and covered ill
front with merning glory vines, Their
Maeda' ambition Is to see their nation
indepteedett oe Grin/P HAMM and thet
spend. their Mee days peacteetilly end
ventsitler 10 this little home,
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TELL HER chtl,
You have not forgot the simmer
When your love -dream came to you,.
And the wooing and the Mewing
Of the heart that's been so true,
Tears have gone, and still you love
eer,
Rut we often careless grow,
Though your love's as warm es ever,.
Do you often .tell her sof
Do you think the has forgotten
In the Mining of the years,
Words she loved to bear you utter -'.Only meant for lovers' ears?
Nob she never will forget. them,
Tender words ao sweet and low,
And to -day see longs to hear them;
rt you love her, toll her so I
Those old, happy days of wooing
For the world she'd not Horgan
Ttouge the honeymoon is over,
You should be as lovers yet.
When the mires of life are many,
And its burdens heavy grow,
Help ber beer them, and, I pray you,.
If you love thew tell her so
Loving words will case yuu nothing,
And you cannot tell their power;
Cannot know how much they brightez
All the shadows ot the hour,
Grudge them not, as on life s journee.
'.rbrough this world. of ours you go;
To the faithful hearts beside you,
If you love them, tell them so I
AMUSING CORRESPONDENCE.
Tee metier of servants' references it
ane that interests every woman who
has ever. employed a servant. Stories.
of irritating and amusing complica-
tions that have arisen through tee in-
terchange or noninterchange of these
certifieates of character are many, but
probably aone is more irresistibly
funny than that embodied in the fam-
ous "Shuokborough Correspondence:,
This correapendenee, between two titl-
ed) Indio in England, was printed in:
English newspapers at the time, The
Lady Seymour, of these letters, it may,
be said, was Queen of Beauty at the
famous English tournament,
Letter No. 1.—Lady Seymour pre-
sents her compliments to Lady Shook-
borongh and would be obliged to hex
for the character of Mary Stedman,
who states that she has lived twelve
months and still is in Lady Seuckbore
ough's establishment. Can Mary
Stedman cook plain dishes well, make
bread and is she honest and good-
tempored, sober, willing and cleanlyi
Lady Seymour would also like to know
the reason why she leaves Lady
Shuckborougle's serViCeS.
Letter No. 2.—Lady Shuckborough
presents ber Compliments to Lady
Soymour, Her laydship's note, dated
Oat. 28, only reached her yesterday,
Nov. 8. Lady Seuekborough was ten.
acquainted witb the name of Lha kit -
then maid until mentioned by Lady
Berykdour, as it is der nustom neither
to ;apply for gior give nharactees to
any of the under servants—this be-
ing always clone by the housekeeper,
Mrs. Couch, and this was well know
to the young woraan—tberefore, Lade
Seuckborough is surprised at her re-
ferring any lady to her for a charac-
ter. Lady Shuekborough having q
professional cook as well as a house-
keeper in: her establishment, it is not
very likely she herself should know
anything ef abilities or merits of the
ander servants—therefore she is tm-
able to answer Lady Seymour's note,
Lady Sbuckborough cannot imagliai
Mary Stedman to be capable of cook,
ing for any place but the servants'
hall.. Nov, 4, Pavilion Hans place.
Letter No, 8.—Lady Seymour pre -
seats her compliments to Lady Shuck -
borough and begs the will order bet.
housekeeper, Mrs. Pouch, to send the
girl's character, otherwise another
woman well be sought for elsewhere,
as Lady Seymour's children cannot re-
main without their dinners, because
Lady Shuokborough, keeping a "pro-
fessed cook ad housekeeper," thinks
a knowledge of the details of her es-
tablishment beneath her notice, Lady
Seymour understood from Stedman
that, int addition to her other talents,
she was actually capable of dressing
food fit for the little Shuckboroughe
to partake of when hungry—To -this
note was appended a r.lever pen and
ink vignette by the Queen of Beauty,
representing the three little Shuck. -
boroughs with large turnip -looking
heads and cauliflower wigs, seated at
a round Melee eating voraciously,
scrambling for mutton chops, dressed
by Mary Stedraen, who is seen looking
on with supreme satietaction, while
Lady Sbuckborough appears in the
distance in evident, dismay.
Letter No, 4.—Maclame: Lady Muck-
borcugh has Instructed me to aequaint
you that she declines answering your
note, tbe vulgarity of which is be-
neath contempt; and, n1001411 it May
be the charaeteristia of the Seymours
tie be vulgar and witty, it is not that
ot a "lady," unless she happens to
ban been born in a genet and bred
in the kitchen. Mary Stecitaan in-
forms me that you only require a girl
whe Cadb molt a mutton ohop ; if so, I
apprehend that Mary Stedman Or any
other aciallion will be found equal to
cook fon or manage the establisliment
of the Queen of Beauty. I am, your
ladyship's, etc., Elisabeth Couch, not
Pouch.
let/111 THAT WORKS BOT11 WAYS.
have frequently observed, said the
vegetarian, that when a man lives on
beet he becomes something, like an rte,
if he eats mutton he looks sheepish,
and if he eats pork the chances are he
will teems; eWLOish,
Perhaps eon are light, said the
turtle -fed Alderman. I have also ob-
served that when a Men lives on no-
thing but vegetablee he is ape to be
pretty- small potatoes.
GOVERNMENT SEWING SCHOOL
The Prussian Government is about.
to stare sawing schools feu. the peas-
ants. It appears that while matey Si, -
000,000 World ot gloves are Made In
Breslau each vete the gloves have to be
sent to Austria and Belgium to be the, -
ed, the Geri:flan girls nevelt having ace
(mired the kook,