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CHAPTER XXVL with feminine malice. She is quite alone
IPFTAE TOILS or THE TN,3iPTRES$" in her hotel in the Rue Scribe, and her
s'ilawyer has worried her into a headache
When Keith Athelsone leaves Lauraine this morning with explanations and form -
that morning he is scarcely conscious of alities.
what he is doing. - While she is in this unamiable mood the
And 4 his brain whirling, wall a door opens, and Sir Francis Vavasour
enters.
Lady Jean blushes scarlet as she rises to
greet him. To do her justice, the emotion
is genuine enough. She has thought herself
forsaken—forgotten.
"You—how good of you!" she says, and
holds out both tier hands. He takes them
or— Why, Keith " (with sudden grave• and draws her towards him, and kisses her
ty), " are you ill?" many times. She does not rebuke him ; the
Her voice seams to recall his senses,.. He days for pretence lave long been over be-
sits down and looks sadly at the radiant tween them.
Iittle figure. "And so you are—free 9" he says.
" And penniless and—disgraced, you
shouldgadd," she answers, sinking down on
the couch by his side. "This horrible scan-
dal will kill me, I think."
This is all her regret for the dead man
she has deceived,. goaded, embarrassed by
her extravagances, and wantonly neglected
and ridiculed through all her married life.
" Oh, no, it won't" says Sir Francis,
consolingly. " Scandal never killed any-
one yet, especially a woman. But are
things very bad ?"
Lady Jean explains as well as she can
the lawyer's wearisome phrases, and her
own definition of ruin.
" And what will you do ?" asks Sir
Francis.
" I have fiercely thought about it yet.
I can't live at Norristown, it would be
absurd. I must let it or sell it. Oh, Frank,
isn't it too hard? Fancy a life like this ler
—me 1"
" It is a trial, certainly," he says, pull-
ing his thick moustache with an abstract-
ed air. " I don't know what the deuce
you're to do, unless you' let me help you."
She laughs contemptuously.
"No, thank you. We'll stop short of
money favors. I haven't come to that yet."
"But what can you do ?" persisted Sir
Francis. "Five hundred pounds. a year !
Why, it wouldn't keep you in gowns for
three months—and do you expect to eat,
desperate sense of his life's complete failure
oppressing his heart, he goes straight to
his fiancee's house and asks to see her.
Miss Nan flies into the room, as she ex-
presses it, "like greased lightning."
" Well, what's the matter ?" she cries.
"Has the bank broke, or has Worth failed,
"Nan," he says, brokenly, " I—I have
come to say that I have behaved to you
like a cad, a brute. I have no excuse to
offer. I can -only tell you the plain truth,
and that is --"
" Stop !" she cries, suddenly ; and all her
airs and affectations seem to fall off her,
leaving only a quiet, palefaced little maiden,
whose big, bright eyes are clouded and sad.
"1 know what you mean. You don't love
me. It isnot what comes to me, Keith,
only I thought I might help to console y ou,
being so fond of you as I was, for—she—can
be nothing to you after all."
"You—you know --"stammers Keith.
"Know, of course I know," she answers,
with pretty contempt. 'Wo you think I was
reared in Boston and can't seea little bit
through a stone wall, specially when that
stone wall has some mighty big chinks to
let the daylight in? Know—why, who
doesn't know that's ever seen you and
'my Lady Lauraine' together ?"
The colour mounts to Keith's brow., "And
I have done her all this harm," he thinks.
"Don't be afraid to speak out to me,"
continues Nan. "I'm too fond of you to be
cross,.ancl I know you've tried your best to
be true to me. We'd best• forget that we
ever thought of being more than friends.
Don't you trouble to explain. If you hadn't
said this, I should have done so before it
came to the real business. t don't want to
marry a man whose heart is set on another drink, pay rent, and clothe yourself, on
woman, and you loved her before you, knew snob's beggar's pittance ?"
me—didn't you?" "Oh,I shall' get into debt for a year,. of
"Yes," he says, quickly. "Since we were I course," says Lady Jean, coolly, "and then
boy and girl together." !
"And whydid she jilt you?" asks Dres- !—marry—I suppose."
j He turns very white. "You say that to
den China, tranquilly. Her heart is so full, i —me 9„ .
and pained, and angry, that she is afraid I "My dear Frank, why not? You are a
of betraying herself. you man of the world •don'tsuppose I am
"She was forced into. marrying another
man during my absence," says Keith, cold- going to stagnate in poverty and obscurity
1 "I was forbidden to write, and when I till some happy chance gives you the free -
y° dom Ipossess. Not I—pshaw ! it is absurd.
I must do the best for myself. You are not
surely so selfish as to expect .me to throw
away a good chance just for—you."
"I thought you loved me," he says,
gloomily ; "you told me so."
" Love yon ! Of course I love you ! But
what use—now, any more than before ? Do
you expect fidelity in a ease like ours ? We
have both outlived the age of romance, and
now, of course, I must be doublycautious
not to draw down calumny on my head.
Were you free it would be a different mat-
ter. But, of course, your wife is a, saint,
and Keith Athelstone an anchorite..Frater-
nal affection, when unfettered by fraternity,
trusted—well, it was her mother—to tell
her about myself—my changed fortunes-
she never did. When I came back from
New York she was married."
"If she'd been worth her salt she'd have
kept teem to you," says Nan, petulantly.
"I don't believe in girls caving in, and mar-
rying to please other people. I wouldn't,
not for fifty mothers, leave alone one."
"No, you are a staunch little thing,"
says Keith, looking up at the bright mig-
nons face; "and you are worth a man's
whole heart and life, Nan, and I feel I am
neither worth the offering nor the accept-
ances= I have been a fool; but at last I seem
to -see my folly, and I am going to make
one vigorous effort to conquer it. I am is so pure and beautiful a thing !"
going to leave England—perhaps forever." He groans impatiently.
"I think it is the verybest thingyou " I know what you mean. But she never
can do," she says, qietly. "hat cared for him ; and now he has broken off
is the use of wasting your life. and his projected marriage, and left England.„
eating your heart out for a woman who can
be nothing to you?”
"And you will forgive me my treachery
to yourself ?" he asks.
"My dear Keith," she says, with a little
' quivering smile, "I knew you were making
,j a cat's haw of me, but somehow I don't
rpind that so much, if it would have been
perha sreal
mod ight have ou. n ottime,
fond of thought,
me.
Lots of youen are, you know; but I began to
see that it wouldn't do—that you couldn't
take to me, and no wonder, when I was so
different to—ter. But as for forgiving that's
no big thing to do. And I never bear malice;
'tisn't in me. Yes, you go right straight
away out of the country, and I'll make all
this look natural enough, don't you fear.
You're not the first young man I've knocked
off by many. I'm a born flirt, they say.
Well, -I'm onlyaeting up to my character."
Behind the bright eyes is a weight -of
tears she longs to shed, and will not. The
brave little heart is throbbing and aching
with pain.
But Keith sees nothing, suspects nothing.
He is only relieved she takes it so well,
that after all she does not seem to care so
very much.
He rises and holds out his hands. "Yon
are far too good to me, Nan," he says, bro-
kenly. "I feel ashamed when I think of
my conduct. God bless you, child, acid
make you happy."
"Too good to you," echoes Nan, softly.
"I don't know. It strikes me, Keith, that
you are just the sort of fellow women would
be 'good to.' I surmise they can't help it.
It's just your way with them, yon know.
So it's really `Good-bye.' Take my, advice
and go to the Rockeys and shoot grizzlies.
That'll cure you if anything will." -
Not by any means a romantic parting, or
a touching one ; but it is a'very faithfullittle
heart that masks its pain so bravely, and a
very loving one too.
A week later, and town is eagerly tliscu_ s -
Bing two startling pieces of news; One i;,
that Keith Athelstone, the rich young
American, has sailed for Timbuetoo or
Tahiti, or New Zealand, people are not quite
sure whish ; the other that Joel Sal mans,
the great millionaire, has come to a : smash
over - some gigantic speculation, and has -
blown his brains out at his hotel in Paris.
In the deepest of mourning, with her
handsome brows drawn into an angry -
frown, with a pile of letters and papers on
the -table before her, sits Lady Jean. "It
is ruin, simply ruin 1".she mutters, fiercely
as she pushes the pile impatiently aside
and looks at the long column of figures be-
fore her.
Ruin to her means some five hundred a
year, secured to herself, and a country
house bought and settled on her by. Mr
Salomans a- year before. She is -at present
in Paris. It is -a week since her husband's
death, and the scandal and eselandre are
flying a verywhere, and adorning special
articles iii all thesociety journals.
L dy=Jean feels very -bitter against the -
mans and
he-
mant,and very bitter against every
. --
era. She had bad but few
Mites, -and.: moose have been spiced
Lady Jean looks up in surprise,
" Left England ? Are you sure ?"
"Lauraine said so, and everyone is talk-
ing of it."
"Lauraine told you so ! Ah, how beaut-
iful is faith ! Did I not tell you that mar-
riage would never be? What reason does
he give for breaking it off?"
"Oh, the girl says she broke it off because
they could not agree about f urnishing their
drawing -room. She is as larky and perky
avever, and treats the whole thing as a good
joke. Has got the young Earl of Longleat
mad after her now, and I suppose will end
in marrying him."
"And Keith has —left England," says
Lady Jean, musingly ; "or is that a blind ?
Where is your pretty saint?"
"Lauraine? She is staying with her a?s-
thetic friend in Kensington. No, Jean.
With all due respect to your 'cuteness,that
won't do. I tell you Lauraine doesn't care.
two straws for the fellow, though he is
madly in love with her. Why, I met him
rushing out of the house tike a lunatic the'
day he came to say `Good-bye.' Never saw
a fellow in such a state in my life, and she
—she was as cool andcold as possible. Said
he was going away to some foreign place or
another."
" He has not gone !" says Lady Jean,
tranquilly. " I won't mind an even bet of
a cool thou' on that point, Frank. While
Engla�nrid holds Lauraine; it will bold Keith
Athelstone. Of that I am quite convinced."
" I think you mistake her,"- says Sir
Francis, coldly. -
" She is human, and she loves," answers
Lady Jean. " Of course she is of a much
higher type.than ordinary women—cast in
a nobler mould, and all that. But still--"
She.pauses meaningly; Sir Francis moves
with sudden impatience. " Why talk of
her ?" he says.. " You know I hate her."
" I. know nothing of the sort," retorts
Lady Jean. "You were very madly in love
with her once, and you paid a high enough
price for your fancy, and you believe in her
still." .
"One can respect a woman, even if one
dislikes her," mutters Sir Francis.
Lady Jean's eyes flash fire beneath their
lowered lids. What she has forfeited she
hates tohear praised as another woman's
possession..
I am glad you find her such a paragon
of virtue," she sneers. '-." And it must be
a novel sensation for you to—respect a
woman."
" It is -rather," he answers in the same
tone. "There are not many who give us
the chance." -
"I think your visit has lasted long
enough," says Lady Jean, coldly.. - " As I
told you before, t have'to. be efoably care-
ful of les eonvenances ; I am glad you did
not give your name. And please do not
calleagain until I send you Nord.
" Your have grown mighty partttlar all
of a sudden," exclaimed Sir Francis„.angrily
"Why the- .donee shouldn't I call if I please ?
We are old friends, and surely---'
"Oh, certainly we are oldfrends, -says
Lady_ Jean, maliciously. "But yon see-itl
behoves me to be careful. I have my future
prospects to consider,"
" Jean ! You are not in earnest, you are
only trying me ?"
" Mon cher, I was never more in earnest
in my life. I am not going to be a martyr
to one man's misguided rashness, or another's
selfish passion. Not 1 indeed. Ce n'est pas
mon metier. No ; I shall do the best for
myself, as I have said before ; and you will
be magnanimous, I know, and permit the—
sacrifice." ,
" I don't know so much about that," says
Sir Frances, an evil light gleaming in his
eyes. " You are too much to me for ever
to yield you up to another man. Of course
before—well, that could not he helped. But
new_„
" Now" says Lady Jean, with her cold
smile, " you have learnt that to respect a
woman is better than to love her., I only
wish to follow your good example. ' I should
like to be able to—respect—a man."
" Then by all means don't marry one,"
retorts Sir Francis. "But, joking apart,
Jean, you are not serious? You are not
going to throw me off in this fashion ?"
" I said nothing about ` throwing off.'
I only said it behoved me to be careful—
doubly careful and if you come to see
me now, you , must come with—your
wife."
" My wife!" He stares at her stupidly.
"'Certainly. As a widow 1 cannot re-
ceive constant visits from married men un-
accompanied by their wives. It would
never do. .I cannot suffer you to humiliate
me ; I care too much for—myself."
" I wish to heaven I could understand
you," mutters Sir Francis. " Well, at all
events, for a year, you can't carry out your
threat."
She has him in such complete subjugation
that he does not bluster or insist as with a
weak-minded woman he would have done.
Lady Jean ;has always ruled him with a
strong hand, as a bad woman will often rule
a man who yet owes her no fidelity, and has
for her no respect. -
" I may never carry it out," she says,
with a sudden softening of her voice.
"Perhaps, after all, I—love-you too well,
though you don't believe it. But, as I said
before, of what use -of what use ?"
His brow clears, his anger melts. " If I
could only believe you !"he says.
" Ah !" she answers, with pretended
humility, " if I had loved myself better than
you, I, too, might have had your respect.
But I was not wise enough to be selfish."
"For your love I would forfeit any other
consideration !" he cries impetuously. "You
know that well enough. Whatever you de-
sire, I will do it ;only don't forsake me,"
" Whatever I desire," says Lady Jean, a
slow, cruel sinile flitting over her face
" Well, I will give you a task. Ask Keith
Athelstone to Falcon's. Chase for Christ.
mss."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
A Toudh of Human Nature.
Prof. Blackie was lecturing to a new
class rfith whose personnel he was imper-
fectly acquainted. A student rose to read
a paragraph, his book in his left hand.
" Sir ! thundered Blackie, " hold your
book in your right hand !"—and as the
student would have spoken--" No words,
sir ! Your right hand. I say!" The student
held up his right arm ending piteously at
the wrist. " Sir, I hae nae right hand," he
said. BeforeBlackiecould open his lips
there arose a storm of hisses and by it • his
voice was overborne. Then the. Professor
left his place and went down to the student
he had so unwittingly hurt, and put his
arm around the lad's shoulder and drew
him close and the lad leaned against his
breast. " My boy," said Blackie—he spoke
very softly, yet not so softly but that every
word was audible in the hush that had
fallen on the class -room—" my boy, you'll
forgive me that I was over -rough ? I did
not know—I did not know !" He turned
to the students, and, with a look and tone
that came straight from his heart, he said :
—" And let me say to you all that I am
rejoiced to be shown that I aim teaching a
class of gentlmen." Scottish lads can
cheer as : well as hies, and that Blackie
learned. •
Napoleon
When
tenne, the son of an English peer, who him-
self became Lord Wenlock, was his school-
fellow. One day the little Corsican came
to young Lawley, and said, "Look at this."
He showed him a letter written in remark-
ably - good English. It was addressed to
the British Admiralty, and requested per-
mission to enter, our navy. The young
Bonaparte said, "The. difficulty, I am
afraid, will be my religion." Lawley said,
You young rascal, I don't believe that
you have any religion at all." Napoleon
replied : "But my family have ; my moth-
-er's race, the Ramolini, are very rigid ; I
should be disinherited. if I showed any
signs of Becoming a heretic."
These facts I had from one who had very
good means of knowing. He told me that
Bonaparte's letter was sent, and that it
still exists in the archives of the Admiralty.
I have not searched for it, for the simple
reason that I do not wish so gded a story to
become prematurely public. I hope that
some one who has access to the historical
documents in that department may take
the trouble to find it. —[Sir . William Fraser.
Had Entered
HOWL'S BUSINESS?
The Question answered in the Following
Items.
The French wheat crop is officially esti-
mated at 270,400,000 bushels, which is
50,000,000 below the average.
Gold in -the United States Treasury is
still $1,659,376 below the hundred million
mark.
Ani increase of le is anticipated in refin-
ed sugars in the American market before
the end of the
The increase in the reserve of the Bank
of England for the week was £1,044,0)0, of
which £800,000 was in gold imported..
The duties collected at the port of Toron-
to for the month of August aggregated
$458,651.43 an incrense of $1,759.12 over
the same month of last year.
The aggregate clearings of Montreal,
Toronto, Halifax and Hamilton for the
week amount to $13,845,185. almost 15 per
cent. less than last week, 17 per cent. less
than the week before and 24 per cent. less
than a year ago.
The numbef of failures in the Dominion
of Canada for the week is,42, as compared
with 27 the week before. The Province of
Ontario, which generally leads in number of
failures, this week gives way to Quebec
with 14, all of which are more or less un-
important, however; there being but four
rated up to five hundred dollars. Ten are
under five hundred dollars and without
credit rating. The phenomenal augmenta.,
Con is altogether due to the Province of
British Columbia with ten failures, which
is equal to the preceding seven weeks. Of
the twelve failures in Ontario, three were
rated above one thousand dollars, and the
remainder under five hundred or without
any capital or credit rating.
The stereotyped remark of silver mono-
metallists is that "there is an insufficient
supply of gold to meet the wants of the
nations, and especially the United States,
with money, actually on a gold basis." As
a matter of fact, the supply of gold has been
increasing for some time at a greater ratio
than population and business, both in the
-new and old worlds. From 1873 to 1887 the
annual output was $(04,000,000 and since
it has been $119,000,000. Last year the
output was $131,000,000. There is compara-
tively little gold coin uped in daily business,
and the same may be said of silver coin.
According to the Minneapolis Journal,
there are less than 50,000,000 silver dollars
in circulation oat of nearly 400,000,000
coined.
'There was a considerable falling off in the
shipments of both cheese and butter from
Montreal at the close of last week ; 874,618
boxes of cheese were exported, a decrease,
as compared with the same period of last
year of 68,162 boxes. There is a failing
off in butter of 6,624 packages; and the
total shipments this year so far is 27,818
packages.
The production of gold for the whole
world can only be approximately estimated;
but an attempt is being made by different
statisticians to arrive at conclusions border-
ing closely on accuracy. For the year 1891
the United States of America is credited
with producing $33,000,000, and second in
the list comes Australia with $34,000,000 ;
third comes Russia, which valuable mines
in the Ural mountains have always furnish-
ed a considerable tribute,with $24,000,000 ;
fourth is Africa with $14,000,000 ; fifth is
China with $5,000,000 ; sixth is the South
American Republic of Colombia with $3,-
400,000 ; British India comes next with
$2,400,000. All the other countries are
PEARLS OF TRUTH.
Haste is of the devil.
Gpnpowder made all men of one height
Keep cool and you command everybody.
Peace is rarely denied to the peaceful.
Accuracy is the twin brother to honesty.
Discretion in speech is more than elo•
quence. '
Choose such pleasures as recreate much
and cost little.
Sad is his lot who, once at least in his
life, has not been a poet.
Never lose sight of an honorable enemy ;
he will make a good friend.
Things don't turn up in the world until
somebody turns them up.
Accent is the soul of language; it gives to
it both feeling and truth.
Character gives splendor to youth, and
awe to wrinkled akin and gray hair.
The purest and shortest way to prove a
work possible is strenuously to set about
it.
Behind the shell there was an animal
and behind the document there was a
man.
Agriculture not only gives riches to a
nation, but the only riches she can call her
own.
Youth changes its tastes by the warmth
of its blood ; age retains its tastes by hab-
it.
We are always complaining that our days
are few, and acting as though there would
be no end of them.
Circumstances form the character, but,
like petrifying watera,they too often harden
while they form. a
Nature has written a letter of credit upon
some men's faces, which is honored almost
wherever presented.
It is not necessary for all men to be great
in action. The greatest and sublimest
power is often simple patience.
The proper means of increasing the love
we bear to our native country is to reside
for some time in a foreign one.
Be noble 1 and the nobleness that lies in
other men, sleeping, but never dead, will
rise in majesty to meet thine own.
If you have great sorrows keep them to
yourself, unless yon have some bosom friend.
.that will listen to you with a sympathetic
ear.
The talent of success is nothing more
than doing what you can do well ; and do-
ing well whatever you do -without a
thought of fame.
To be fail of goodness,full of cheerfulness,
full of sympathy, full of helpful hope,
causes a man to carry blessings of which he
himself is as unconscious as a lamp is of its
own light.
It is an error to suppose that a man be-
longs to himself. No man does. He belongs
to his wife, or his children, or his relations,
or to society in some form or another.
We make unlovely all our days by the
little soul we put in to our efforts, by the
way in which duties push us forward, by
lack of that electric something which makes
all words, all deeds, quiver and glow.
Never affect or assume a particular char-
acter, for it will never fit you, but prob-
ably give you ridicule; but leave it to your
conduct, your virtues, your morals, and
your manners to give you one.
Oh, thou. that pinest in the imprisonment
of the actual, and criest bitterly to the gods
small contributors.1 fora kingdom o` herein to rule and create,
The half -yearly reports of the English i know this of a truth: the thing thou seekest
is already with thee, here or nowhere,
coust thou only see. .
Every
ldtemptaion that is resisted, every
noble aspiration that isrepressed, every bit-
ter word- that is withheld, adds its little
item to the impetus of that great movement
which is bearing humanity onward toward
a richer life and higher character.
All the best things and treasures of this
world are not to be produced by each gen-
eration for itself ; but we are all intended,
not to carve our ' work in snow, that will
melt, but each and all of us to be continually -
rolling a great, white, gathering snow -ball
higher and higher, larger and larger, along
the Alps of human power.- •
railroads for the first half of 1893 showed
an increase in gross revenue of about 2 of 1
per cent., and of working expenses less
than of 1 per cent. The increase in net
revenue, therefore, amounts to £217,000.
During the year, however, fixed charges
increased about per cent., whichleft
available for dividends on common stock
The growth of the orange industry in
Florida has increased from a production of
600,000 boxes in 1886 to 3,500,000 for the
season just closed. and according to con-
servative estimates the combined crops
will be fully 5,000,000 boxes of which over
4,000,000 will be marketed. The average
price received by growers the past season,
the English Navy according to the Charleston News an. d
Napoleon was at school at Bri- Courier, was $1.31 per box.
People Who Eat Snakes.
Italians, as is well known, are partial to
harmless snakes, and have no objection to
eating them cooked. A'frittura, composed
of the common wood serpent's flesh, is even
regarded as a dainty by the lower orders
in Rome, .Florence, and Naples, and is often
served up to them in the dingy restaurants.
Parisians of the inferior classes are also
great eaters of fried snakes, but unwit-
tingly so, for the reptiles are palmed off
on them as eels. It is probable, • however,
that even if the members of the poorer
classes who occasionally indulge in fried or.
stewed eels were apprised of the fraud
practised at their expense they would
evince no loathing nor even lack of ap-
petite, seeing that they are ready to devour.
not only -horseflesh, but meat of mule,
donkey and -dog any day in the week.
e
In many countries the rainbow is spoken
of as e. great bent pump or siphon tube,
drawing water from the earth. by mechani
cal means. In parts 61 Russia, in the Don
country,_and also in -Moscow and vicinity,
tt is known by ;a name. which is equivalent
to " the bent water -pipe." -
A new ocean telegraph company proposes
to lay a cable between Australia and Cali-
fornia. Soundings which have been made
between San Francisco and Honolulu show
that the route thus -far is a practicable one.
The same company will seek to obtain a
subsidy from the German Government for
constructing the sections of the proposed
line between the Fiji and Samoan Islands,
and between the Samoan Islands and Iloilo -
The New York bank statement issued on
Saturday gave much satisfaction in financial
circles. The reserves have been increased
by no less than $5,170,150, and the reserve
fundis now only $1,567,525 below legal re-
quirements, as compared with $16,545,000
three weeks ago. A year ago there was a
surplus of $7,630,000. Specie increased
during the week upwards of $3,929,000.
Legal tenders increased $2,133,100 ; deposits
$3,530,000, and circulation $1,131,400,
while there is a decrease in loans amount-
ing to $3,438,100.
Must Cook for Himself.
One of the delegates from India to the
religious congress at Chicago who arrived
in New York this week, will cook and serve
his own food while in this country. His
name is Virchard A. Ganthe, a member of
the Jain community in Bombay. The laws
of caste and his religion are so rigid that
no one but a Jain could handle food that he
eats or the dishes that contain it. William
Pipe, represented the chairman of the gen-
eral committee on the religious congress,
who came here to meet the Indian delegates,
explained the arrangements made for Gan -
the: "I have obtained permission," he said,
"of the railroad to allow him while going
to and from Chicago to do his own cooking
in the dining car. At Saratoga, where we
stop a day, and in Chicago I have engaged
a private room for Gan the and asked that
a small gas stove be supplied for his use. If
Ganthe should eat any food cooked by any
one but a Jain, or allow any person to touch
one of the dishes from which he eats, he
would be a heretic to his religion. The na-
tive food is strictly. vegetarian. He - will
eatnothing that leas been produced by the.
sacrifice of blood. He came near starving
on. his way to London because he could not
get proper ... vegetable food."—[New York
Press..
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Buried. Alive.
Reports from Averse., in the Province of
Naples, describe the horrible death of a
woman named Anna Vaio. Immediately
after child -birth she was seized with an
acute attack of gastro-enteritis, and the .
doctor issued a certificate of death. She
was pat in a coffin, the lid screwed down,
and the coffin taken to the chapel of the
cemetery to await burial. _ Next day, just
before the time fixed for interment, an old
woman that was passing heard stifled cries
proceeding from the interior of the chapel
and tried to find the guardian, but he was
not at his post. Then she warned the
family, who broke open the coffin. The
body presented a horrible spectacle, as the
result of the desperate efforts of the woman,
who had recovered from a state of syncope,
to relieve herself from her terrible position. -
The inhabitants of the village are enraged at
both the doctor and the guardian of the
chapel, and the aid of the police has had to
be called. in to protect them.
The German Court Kitchen.
There is an interesting account in a
German paper—Zur Guten Stunde—of the -
German Court Kitchen. On State occas.
ions the menu is prepared a week in advance "
and submitted to the Emperor, the details
being ordinarily arranged by the Empress.
The cooking is done upon iron stoves, the
roasting -room containing huge stoves of
special construction let into the walls, and
a huge turn -spit worked by machinery.
The department of the pastry chief is con-
sidered of great importance. The pastry
and sweets have all sorts of elaborate de-
signs round the edges of the dishes, made
of dough, gilded or silvered over, and not
intended to_ be eaten. 'All kinds of orna-
mentations in the shape of 'figures, hunting . ,
scenes, and castles are to be seen on the
dishes, most - of them being modelled of
dough or fat, and colouredandagifded.-The
Emperor pays so much a cover for every ,
dinner, so: that strict carefulness has to be
observed. For, ordinary Meals:the rate is
about 6s..a cover without wine.-[St.Jasnes'
Budget. '
Nearly 1,000 children are been;yeatiy in
London workhouses.,
Japanesegardensare the -moat 'fairy-like
of place's.
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