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Newspaper Page Text10 NOW FIRST PUBLISHED. Beatrice and Benedick, A Romance of the Crimea, BY HAWLEY SMART, Author of Langton,” “At Fault,” “Tib and Trick," “Long Odds,’ “Without Lovk or Licence,” Etc., Etc. [ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.] CHAPTER L THE WALKING MATCH. A bright sun and a nor’easter, such as usually characterizes the merry month of May. A white, straight, dusty road, along which a man, with his loins girt up and stripped to his shirt and trousers, is walking rapidly and doggedly. He is followed by a little knot of people apparently interested in his proceedings, one of whom walking by his side, continually consults bis watch; Indeed, the whole party seem extremely anxious as regards tho time. The man, stripped of his coat, looks worn, travel-staiued, and bears signs of weariness. T f be is walking fast there can also be little ltubt from the set defiant expression in his e that he is walking in no little difficulty, jm time to time he throws a mute glance t his companion, who usually responds er.b much the same formula: °“Never fear, old boy—you’ll do It all •ght; all you have got to do is to keep on talking and think of nothing else. I’m doing the thinking for you. You have got a mile to do every fourteen minutes, and 70U will just win clever!” , When Hugh Fleming three evenings ago rcked himself to walk fifty miles in twelve purs, without training, the whole mess- n ble laughed. The brother officer who laid £.O to one against bis doing it, good-natur piy offered to scratch the bet any time firing the evening. It 6eemed perfectly .isurd that Fleming should perform any -uch feat as this. A mau who bad shown so far not the slightest taste for athletics who rarely played ericket, never played racquets, and with the exception of an occasional country walk, for the most part took his exercise round a billiard table. He had never been known to walk a match, and when this one was made said that he had never done such a thing before. His comrades all laughed at him, and with that candor which close intimacy confers, bade him, “Not make a tool of himself, but cry off his bet before it was too late." There was one exception to the popular feeling—there invariable is—and this was Tom Lying, Fleming’s most intimate friend. Bying maintained a rigid silence as to wbat he thought of tho affair, and even when ap pealed to declined to express any opinion thereon. He was a man who was rather an authority among his fellows on all matters of sport, whother with rod or with gun, whether on the race course or on the cinder track, and his brother officers were not a lit tle anxious to ascertain what he might think of this foolish w ager. But, no, neither at the diuner-tablo nor in the ante-roam after-. ward could he bp induced to express his views. Until Fleming had retired for the night be smoked silently, and in answer to all inquiries as to what lie thought of the match, merely shrugged his shoulders and replied: “Idon’t know; I never saw him walk in earnest.” But no sooner had Fleming retired than, throwing the end of bis cigar into the fire, he turned round to the layer of odds and said: “If you would like to have a little more money agaiu-t Fleming, Brydon, you can lay me £IOO to £50.” “You may put it down,” replied the other, “if you will tell me what you are going on.” “Willingly. Unless ho is very vain it is always very dangerous to bet against a man who backs himself, besides, w hen we were quartered at Portsmouth I once saw Fleming, for a joke, do a thing which, though I believe no great feat, would puzzle Buy man in this room to perform.” “You recollect at one eud of the cricket ground there was a skittle alley, and after play, or when their side was in, men would sometimes have a turn at that fine old English game. Precious duffers at it too they wore for the most part. Fleming was in there one day, chaffing a couple of men who were playing. When one had finished, he put up the pins again and said. “Now if you fellows can play let’s see you take those down, one pin at a time, that is the nine pins in nine shots. You mustn’t upset two Bt a time remember or you will not have done what I mean.” “ ‘Bah,’said one of tho men, ‘do It? Of course I can’t, or you either. I will lay vou ten to one you can’t do It.’ “‘I thiuk I can, 1 replied Fleming, quietly, ‘although it isn’t easy. You shall lay me ten to one in shillings,’ and to our astonishment Fleming proceeded to accom plish the feat. “I didn’t know he could play skittles, and most certainly don't know that he can walk, but he might—l’m backiug him on the off.” Such were the events which had led up to tho match now taking place. F.eming had Btarted at 7 in the morning, accompanied only by two brother officers, one of whom was acting as umpire. When he had accomplished his first twelve miles in two hours and a half and then stopped to breakfast, these gentlemen thought that be would win his wager easily. But the pace was too good to lasl, and when Byng arrived just as Fleming was finishing his thirtieth mile, the match had begun to look very black for the pedestrian. He was untrained, he had no experience of walking mulches, and he had nobody to ooach him. Whatever the man’s capabilities might be he did not know how to make tho most of them. As he had not understood the hus banding of his own powers in the earlv part of his undertaking, so now lie did not know how to use what was left of them. He was losing time on every mile; there were twenty more weary miles to tramp, and oi;cli one of them took him longer to accomplish than those that had gone before. All the fiery dash of the morning was gone and the afternoon saw the sorely distressed man still struggling gamely with the task which it was rapidly becoming an obvious impos sibility that he should perform. Had Byng not arrived at this critical juncture it had been little use his arriving at all; but the minute ha understood tho state of things he made a rapid calculation in his head, exam ined Fleming critically as he walked along side him, and then said; ”1 tell you what, old boy ; if you’re game and will do as I tell you, you will just pull through; but there woa’t be much to spare.” “i’m about cooked," replied Fleming, “but I’m quite good to go on till you say its hopeless.’' “It’s a long way off hopeless at present," replied the other, for the first time giving the advice which he is reiterating at the beginning of this chapter. As they turned at the milestone, for under Byng’s guidance, the mile being tol erably level, the match was to be completed over that mile, walking it backward and forward, there was a slight commotion among some of Fleming’s partisans, who had now assembled to watch the conclusion of his task. What it was was hardly dis cernible at the distance they then were from it, but, as they camo nsarer, it was evident that in their zeal for his success some of Fleming’s partisans had stopped a smart carriage full of ladies, for fear it should prove a hindrance to their champion. The fair tenants had willingly acquiesced upon understanding what they had to pull up tor. Two young ladies stood up as Flemiig went by, and scanned him narrowly. “Who did you say it was, Pritchard?" in a tall, showy girl of the coachman. It’s one of the officers, miss,” repliodthe man, touching his hat; “but I didn’t catch his name. Hes backed himself to walk a lot of miles in a certaiu time.” “They are anew lot, Nell,” said the speaker; “they only came in about six or seven weeks ago. Papa has but just called, and I haven't met any of them yet. Besides, you know, in common decency for those who have gone; the th were a very nice lot of fellows, and very popular; we really must, so to speak, wear mourning for them a little.” “More than they will do for you, my dear,” replied her companion, laughing. “Soldiers and sailors are marvellous hands at quick transfer of the affections.” “Ah, well, I don’t suppose there’s much harm done on either side. Singed wings here and there.no doubt; but for most of us only many a pleasant dancing party to look back upon, and genuine regret that our pet partners will meet us no more. This looks promising for the new comers. As long as a regiment has some go In them, there’s always hope for us. Avery pretty taste in balls and picnics I have noticed often accompanies spirting tendencies, but when wa get a regiment that does nothing, as now and again we do. Ugh!” and Miss Smerdon shrugged her pretty shoulders, as much as to say uo words could express her feelings for the British soldier who socially failed to do his duty. A tail, good-looking girl, with a profu sion of wavy brown hair, Miss Smerdon was considered a beauty in her own part of the country. She was the only daughter of a wealthy iron master, ami in spite of her having two brothers, she was likely, if not an heiress, yet to bring her husband a very substantial dowry, .'-he was a popu lar girl, and no one could say that Francis Smerdon was deficient in “go.” Elderly ladies sometimes shook their heads over her doings, and whispered “bold and fast” behind their fans; but for all that there was no real barm in her. She rejoiced in high spirits, and was perhaps a'little too given to defy conven tionalities, but her escapades when looked into were of a very venial nature, and more prompted by her lovo of fun than anything else. She enjoyed life keenly, as well she might, with both youth and wealth at her call, and threw herself into whatever she was doing with all her heart. How she and Nellie Lynden had become such intimate friends was rather a puzzle to their ac quaintances. The latter lived iu Manchester, but was in the habit of paying long visits to Monmouthshire, where some half-dozen miles from Newport Mr. Smerdon had a handsome country seat. "No! don’t let him drive on, Frances, we are In no hurry, and I want to see thst officer come back again. I don’t know what ho is trying to do, but I am interested in it. I feel sure he will do it, whatever it is.” ‘‘Slay whore you are Prichard,” replied he other, laughing. "We wish to see a tit le more of this match.” “Well,” she continued, turning to her friend. “Lovo at. first sight we’ve heard of, but faith at first sight such as yours 1 havo never yet met with. Why such belief iu this unknown pedestrian?” "It’s a striking face,” rejoined Nell Lyn den. “I don’t mean a particularly handsome one, but a more resolute, bull dog one I never saw. He was iu distress when he passed us, but that man will do the task he has set himself, or drop by the wayside.” And now once more Fleming and his three or four attendants passed close to their carriage. He koops side by side with his mentor, and there is a set, dogged look on his face, which, pale though it is, Bhows no sign of flinching. He is evidently very beat, but there can be little doubt that he will go on to the bitter e id, and it is evident to the lookers on that Bvng is determined lie shall. To do the latter justice it is not his own stake on it that he is thinking of, but his blood is up. he lias identified himself with his protege and he is resolved ha shall win. He has made up his mind to take tho last ounce out of bis mau just as be would out of bis horse in ridiuga punishing finish. He has spared himself not a whit sinco he cams upon the scene and has walked six teen miles by his friend’s side; only four miles more to go, and if his protege can but keep at the pace he’s going, the match will be won, with five or six minutes to spare. The excitement waxei intense as the finish draws rear. Win or lose.it is a match, and must be a very close thing. It takes all Byr.g can do to keep his mau up to the requisite pace, aud there can be no doubt that, left to himself, Fleming would have imperceptibly slackened in that mat ter. It is very hard for a beaten man to keep both his eye on the watch and rogu - late his speed at the same time. Tuo sym pathies of the regiment, and even of tiie lqokere-on who bad come out of the neigh boring town to see the finish of such a sport ing affair, are all with Fleming. The public always wish success to the man who backs himself in anything of this sort. It re quires pluck to perform such an arduous task, and that is a thing which always en lists the sympathies of Englishmen. Even Brydon could not resist the excitement. “Upon my word,” he exclaimed as the last mile but one was begun, “I think he’ll win. It will cost me a couple of hundred if he does, but I can’t help hoping he will. We don’t know much of each other till a pinch comes, that’s certain. Whu’d have thought that Hugh Fleming had such stuff In him.” But this mile Byng had no little trouble to get bis protege along. Now and again Fleming stumbled in his walk. The truth is he was suffering from one of the most severe trials to w hich a man is exposed in a long walk of this nature. His feet were giving way, which means that before long the walk must be reduced to a hobble, and that to crawl a mile within half au hour will be about all that he can accomplish. He had lost two minutes in spite of all Byng’s exertions over the last, and there remained to him but eighteen minute3 in which to walk the concluding mile. The young ladies had lingered to see the finish of the match, and as Fleming passed their carriage for the last time with still half a mile to get , Nell Lynden turned to her friend and said: “Now let’s go home, Frances. He’ll do it; but I wish we hadn’t stopped to watch him go by this time. Poor fellow, he is suffering terribly. I could see his lips twitch as he passed us.” They well might, for to say nothing" of being dead beat, Hugh Fleming was expe riencing the sensations of a cat on hot bricks every time he put his feet to the ground. Pritchard turned his horses round and in accordance with Miss Smerdou’a in structions drove leisurely homeward. But ere they had gone far the sounds of a ringing cheer fell faintly on their ears, and told them that Hugh Fleming had won his match. It had been a close shave, but the fifty miles hau beeu completed with two good minutes to spare. “A tine thing, and a pretty match,”' said Byng, “but I teil you what, Brydon, if he’d only bad a week in which to harden his feet, he’d have won with half-an-hour in hand. If you want your revenge, I’ll back him to walk ” “No you don’t,” cried the hero of the hour, as his partisans picked him up and earried him to the carriage which was in waiting. “This child has had enough walk ing to last him his natural life. And he’s beginning to think that cavalry is the branch of the service which would suit him best.” CHAPTER IL WAR MUTTERINGS. Nell Lynden’s father and Mr. Smerdon had been friends in their schoolboy days, at THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, JUNE 21, 1891-TWELVE PAGES. which period the position of Lynden’s family was certainly superior to that of the latter’s. But both boys had their way to make In the world; neither had any prospect of suaceed- j ing to any fortune from their parents. | Robert Lynden went up to Loudon and was speedily lost in the whirlpool of the great city. What became of nim, what he did j there, nobody knew. For the first year or two that he was in London they heard from l him regularly at home. He had apprenticed ] himself to a chemist and entertained serious thoughts of turning to medicine as a pro fession later on. and to enable him to attend the schools his father voluntoered ojnsidera ble pecuniary assistance. For a few mouths young Lynden drew steadily for this pur pose, then suddenly all communication from him ceased. He not only abstained from writing for money, an exigency apt to ensure punctual correspondence, but he did not write at all. His mother grew very anxious about biro, inquiries were set on foot, the chemist to whom be had bound himself was duly communicated with, and replied that Robert Lynden, after volun tarily apprenticing himself, had broken bis indentures at the end of a 3 ear, and that he had neither seen nor heard anything of him since His father went up to town and made inquiries in every direction. He even consulted the police on the subject; but no, nothing could be heard of the missing youth, London seemed to have swallowed him up, and all endeavors to ascertain bis fate proved useless. He was advertised for in all directions, for his people wore well enough to do to be able to spend some little money in trying to trace their tioy. But nothing caine of inquiry or advertisement, and after a time his mother mourned for him as dead, while his father came sadly to the conclusion that his disap pearance was one of those inscrutable mys teries ever characteristic of great cities. Whether he had been foully done to death who Ciuld say, or whether he was the un recognized victim of some accident? But that their son was dead, neither Mr. or Mrs. Lynden entertained tha slightest doubt, and in due course of years went to their graves undisturbed in that belief. Nellie Lynden could have told you very little about her father’s antecedents. She could barely remember her mother, who had died when she was very young, and from that time her life had simply been a progress from one school to another. Clever and sensitive, even as a child the thought had oppressed her that she belonged to nobody.' She was kindly treated, but it was bitter for her when the holidays came and the other girls went to their homes. There were no holidays for her, for what were holidays without a home, and she had no home. Boys,wo know, can bo very cruel to each other, and I fauoy girls are very little better iu this respect. Some of her school mates, perhaps because they were out of temper, perhaps from that innate desire to torture which exists iu the young of both sexes, would twit Nellie when the holidays came round with having nowhere to go to. They would Inquire, with affected interest, If she did not find it dull being there all those weeks by herself. And she did find it dull—horribly dull, and they knew it. Her school mistresses were kind enough, but what could they do) Their engagement with her father was that they should always take care of her in the holidays, os he had no home to take her to. He was kind enough to the desolate girl upon his few brief visits, aud lavish with regard to money for her dress or anything else she fancied as she grew older. But, except occasionally for a very few days, he had never taken her away with him. And then an hotel bad been her home. The result of this peculiar training had been to make Nellie Lynden a somewhat reserved girl, not one to give away her friendship lightly, and though popular In every school she had ever been in, she had never formed one of those gush ing friendships which girls are so apt to con tract in these days. Some four years before our story com mences she had been called upon to go home ana take charge of her father’s house. For the first time iu his life Dr. Lynden ad mitted of having a bouse. Nellie further wondered, on the receipt of this letter, whether he had also a practice. Ques tioned ouce upon this point he bad replied that he had practised chiefly abroad, that he had given it up now, and only prescribed in an amateurish way for intimate friends or acquaintances. He had further made some rather severe strictures on the vice of curiosity, and avowed bis opinion that there was no such bore alive os a’painfully inquisitive person. This was quite suffi cient hint for Nellie. She never ventured to inquire further into the past life of her father. Sho accepted things as they wore, and admitted that she had uo cause to com plain. The doctor’s house in the suburbs of Manchester, though not large, was ex tremely comfortable. Nellie was perfectly satisfied with the rooms put apart for her exclusive use, as well as the drawing-room and dining-room. The doctor reserved for himself, besides his bedroom, a large room fitted up as a laboratory, which he called his “den.’’ The peculiarity about this room was that it was guarded by elaborate double doors from the rest of the house, and, further, had a separate stair communicating with the outside, so that it was possible for the doctor from his laboratory to leave the house without the knowledge of the other inmates. The outer of these doors was kept jealously locked, which the doctor explained t>y say ing that evil smells were emitted from apartments of that description, and that he did not wish the rest of the house poisoued; moreover that servants could never resist touching things, and that he did not wish a housemaid to blow her head off by fiddling with a retort which did not concern her. He had bad a passion for chemistry from his youth up, but it was really only of late that he had found leisure to indulge it. “I can’t say as yet, Nell, that I’ve made any discovery calculated to benefit man kind. I don’t suppose I ever shall, but it amuses mo and hurts nobody. I’ve done my best to render my hobby inoffensive, so you must put up with it.” “My dear father,” said Miss Lynden, “why shouldn’t you do as you like In your own house? As for the laboratory, the doable doors are so effective that I am sure no one could ever detect that there was such a thing in the place.” If Dr. Lynden went out but little himself he was not forgetful of his daughter He made arrangements with a lady, with whose hush md he was tolerably intimate, to act as Nell’s chaperon, an 1 as that young lady herself was by means un attractive, she was not lone before she knew a good many people in Manchester. Her cbaperoD, Mrs. Montague, was one of those vivacious ladies who contemplate passing au evening at home with dismay. This restless lady could not bear the idea of not assisting at everything that was going on in Manchester, and would work with untiring patience and assiduity to obtain tickets. The more difficult they were to come by, I verily believe, the more she en joyed it, and she was perfectly callous to all social rebuff in matters of this nature. borne years ago, Nellie, while under the wing of Mrs, Montague, chanced to meet Frances Smerdon at a dinner party, and the iron-master’s daughter at once con ceived a strong liking for the quiet, reti cent lady-lika girl. Misj Smerdon, who had come on a month’s visit to Manchester, contrived to see a good deal of her new friend in the course of her visit. In the first instance tho liking had beeu entirely on the part of Frances, but gradually Nellie thnwed under the advances of her more impressionable frieud. and before Miss Smerdon left, it had been arranged that Nellie should pay her a visit in Monmouthshire. D\ Lynden, as soon as be know who she was, took tho greatest possible interest in Miss Smerdon. He inquired after her father, who he recollected os tho employe of a groat iron company in South Wales, and seamed much struck at discovering that he had blossomed intoalarge iron mosteron blsown account. Although reticent about his own past a3 ever, he told Frances that he and her father had b'en school-fellows, and this soecied an additional link in the triendship of the two girls. It had subsisted now about two years, ani Frances was enthusi astic in Mias Lvnden’s praises. Knowing her father's strong opinions on the sin of curiosity, Nellie was rather amused how extremely interested he was in all particulars oonc-r iing the life of bis i old chum, Matthew Smerdon. He never [ wearied of asking Smerdoo's daughter about him on such occasions as Frances was I in Manchester, and cross examined Nellie ; on her return from Monmouthshire In a manner diametrically opposed to his ex pressed opinions. Smerdon, too, in hi* turn, had been curious to hear of his old school boy friend, and the two girls sometimes dis cussed their respective fathers. But there was this difference: Whereas, Matthew Srr.erdoa’a career was not only well known to his daughter but to all his neighbors from the verv outset, nobody knew any thing about Lynden’s from bis disappear ance almost as a boy in the great London wilderness until his' reappearance as a re tired medical man in Manchester some four years ago. That he had practiced on the continent and made money was the brief account that Dr. Lynden deigned to give of his past. * * * * * * At this particular juncture there com menced a bickering between England and the great Autocrat of the north, which little as any one dreamed of it at the time, was shortly destined to set all Europe by the ears. Europe had been at peace ever since Waterloo, and that big tattles were ever again to he fought amongst the west ern nations was apparently looked upon by politicians with incredulity. Still that real or mythical will of Peter the Great’s had always been kept steadily in sight by the rulers of Russia. To come to Constanti nople sooner or later ever their fixed reso lution, and tho Turks still believe just as firmly that they will, and that it is their Kismet. But as to about the when they are to arrive there the Rus sians have fallen into great mistakes. If the Turk snbmits resignedly to his Kismet in the end, yet he will fight bitterly t > avert, it as he has shown at Plevna and olsewhere. Moreover the nations of Europe have ever regarded with jealous eyes the Idea of Rus sia at Constantinople. The czar, Nicholas, was doubtless aware of all this when he made up his mind that the pear was ripe for the plucking. Europe might not like it, but who was there to interfere with him. There was no united Germany in those days. France had only recovered from its state of chronic revolution to have a relapse In the shape of a coup d'etat, while for England one might as well expect to see a Quaker in the prize ring as Great Britain intervening by arms in any of the quarrels of Europe. The nations of the west might not like it; but then, in the words of the immortal Wegg. “The nations of the west were at liberty to lump it.” Very busy wo3 the English goverment with notes and protests, circulars, etc., finally dabbling with that most dangerous of ail documents an, ultima tum. That England would ever fight about such a trifle as Russia annexing the Dan ubian provinces of Turkey was a thing neither believed in by the czar nor the British government. But the temper of the English people had to be reckoned with. Tho English peo ple may be thick headed, but they are also extremely obstinate, and close on forty years ago John Bull made up his mind that he would stand no Russian aggression, and that it was his bounden duty io protect the Turks. After Waterloo, the Millenium; forty years, and there comes another big war; forty yean again, and thoas gallant Turks for whom it was waged are pro nounced “unspeakable.” And I fancy there are a good many big battles yet to be fought before we come to the final field of Arma geddon. The English nation had taken tho bit be tween its teo tb, and was “neither to baud nor to bind.” It was bent upon fighting, and no government could control it —kicked tho government of the day out of the saddle in a very short time. Whether we were ready for war, or indeed whether any nation in Europe was what would be termed ready for war in these days, is open to question. Before we knew where we were, we were committed to it, and had to make the best of it. That this should occasion much con- fusion at the Horse Guards, as it was then, and much order ing and counter ordering of troops, was only natural. One thing which still further complicated affairs was the per sistency with which the government clung to the belief that the whole thing would end after all In “a demonstration," [hat the stre lglhening of our garrisons iu [he Mediterranean and the landing of a small army at Gallipollt must convince the czar that we were in earnest. It was not likely that the proud ruler of the hordes of Turkestan and the steppes of Tartary would flinch from lifting the gauntlet we had thrown down, and of this our rulerß were very shortly destined to be convinced. Now all this led, of course, to much shift ing aud changing of troops, the places of rrgiments that had been promptly shipped off to the east had to lie filled by others, brought from wherever the authorities could lay hands on them. Our military chiefs of thpse days were painfully cogni zant that they could do with many more regiments that we actually possessed, and that the British army was terribly small in comparison to ail that was required of it. Regiments got huffled about in rather higgediy piggledv fashion in those days. Oae thing safe to keep clearly in mind, tuat wherever a regiment might be sent it was as well it should be handy to a port of e barka tion, tor It was patent to any one that if there was really going to be war every soldier that could be laid hands on In the United Kingdom would be required ou the scene of action. The result of all those changes was was that her Majosty’s —th found themselves, much to their disgust, in Manchester one fine day, having been sent there to relieve a regiment told off for the east. Miss Smerdon, who happened to be stay ing with the Lyncleus. picked up the news in the course of her morning walk. Nearly a year had elapsed since the great walking match, and Frances Smerdon had seen a good deal of the —th since then, but it so happened Miss Lynden had not. She had paid one short visit in the autumn, but the only one of the officers from Newport she had met during that time was Capt. Byng. Frances la :ghed at the time and said, “It’s not my fault, a ell, I assure you, we asked your hero to dinner, but he’s away on leave somewhere, and I could not catch him.” “O, you may laugh at roy hero,” rejoined the girl gravely, “but they will all have a chance of being heroes shortly.” “Why, nobody thinks there is going to be a war, really,” exclaimed Miss Smerdon. “O, yes, Frances, they do. My father does for one. He not only thinks there’ll be war, but a big war, too.” “But even if there should be, the th are not under orders for it, and I hope they won’t be. I don’t want to think my friends, my partners, men whoso hands have only lately pressed mine, are carrying their lives in their hands.” “They’d not thank you for wishing them out of It,” cried Mi?s Lynden, as her eyes sparkled. “Didn’t you hear that spirited new song the other night, ’Boot and Saddle, the Pickets are In,’ how the officer who sang it gave out the line, "And we’re not the lads to leave out of the dance.’ I can un derstand a soldier would feel that; however, your Newport friends needn’t fret. If war ie really meant, ns my father thinks, he says none of the soldiers need trouble them selves about their not going out, they will all find themselves there before loDg.” “Ah well, I can only hope Dr. Lyr.den’s wrong,’ said Miss Smerdon, “and now give me seme lunch, for I am nearly starving.” (TO BE CONTINUED.) 25c. for all 35 and 50c. ties at Kohler’s, the lively clothier, 158 Broughton. 39c. for all 75c. ties at Kohler's, the lively clothier, 158 Brought in. 47c. for all 85c. and ?l 00 ties at Kohler’s, ■ the lively clothier, 158 Broughton.—.4d. Beautiful Madras and cheviot shirts only $1 50 at LaFar’s.— Ad. All boys’ suits will be sold at one-half 1 their act/ual value. This snap ends this week p sifively. Kohler, the lively cloth ier, 158 Youghton street.— Ad. VALETS FOlt THB BACHELORS. Bow the Wealthy Bohemian of New York Ci:y Nowadays. From the Philadelphia. Inquirer. “Over in New York,”said a young Phila delphian yesterday, “a bachelor can live comfortably and not be considered on the same plane as a lone cat. For example: Richard Mansfield occupies a suite of apart ment- at the Croisie.on Twenty-sixth street near Fifth avenue. They consist of a par lor, two bed-rooms and a bath, fitted up elegantly, possessing the most perfect sani tary arrangements. An elevator runs all the year, and a corps of competent servants attend to everything. Ho can have his meals seat to him if he chooses, or be can eat wherever ho happens to ba when hun gry. The apartments unfurnished, proba bly rent for $1,600 a year. “In some apartment bouses for bachelors one or two valets are stationed in the build ing, and they attend to the young men as if they were private servants. No extra charge is made any more than for the gas. The tenant can be waked up, have his bath placed in readiness, his clothes laid out, bis collar buttons and stud < placed in the shirt, get shaved, in fact, be made perfectly com fortable by the valet; you may be sure Mbs valet idea is a very attractive one, and it pays, too.” “I want you to send the finest bat you’ve got in the store to m v wife.” Thus tho long-suffering husband to the milliner. “But your wife herself ordered tho finest we had yesterday.” "She did?” Theo, Musingly: "Now what in the world was her objeot ia getting that attack of hysterics this morning?”— Newark Standard. LEMON ELIXIR. Pleasant, Elegant, Rallab’e. For biliousness and constipation take Lemon Elixir. For fevers, chills and malaria take Lemon Elixir. For sleeplessness, nervousness and palpi tation of the heart take Lemon Elixir. For indigestion and foul stomach take Lemon Elixir. For all sick and nervous headaches take Lemon Elixir. Ladles, for natural and thorough organic regulation take Lemon Elixir. Dr. Mozley’s Lemon Elixir, will not fail you in any of the above-named diseases, all of which arise from a torpid or diseased liver, stomach, kidneys or bowels. Prepared only by Dr. H. Mozley, Atlanta, Ga. > 50c. and $1 00 per bottle at druggists. A Prominent Minister Writes: After ten years of great suffering from indigestion, with groat nervous prostration, biliousness, disordered kidneys, and consti pation, I have been cured by Dr. Mozlsy’s Lemon Elixir and am now a well man. Rev. C. C. Davis, Eld. M. E. Church South, No. 28 Tatnall street, Atlanta, Ga. Lemon Hct Drops Cures all coughs, colds, hoarseness, sore throat, bronchitis, hemorrhage and all throat and lung diseases. Elegant, reliable. 25 cents at druggists. Prepared only by Dr. H. Mozley, Atlanta, Ga. — Ad. shoenT SEASONABLE STYLES —and— FAIR FIGURES Is a reasonable proposition to make to sen sible people. You know it is possible for us to do this. We promise it in good faith. It moan ß for you THE BEST AT LOWEST PRICES, Truth telling about Seasonable Styles means a stock of Bright, New, Clean, Fresh. Stylish Goods. That’s what you want. We give them. Truth telling about Fair Prices means Honest, Close, Fair, Square, Uniformly Low Prices. That’s what you want. We give them. OCR PROMISE IS A TROTH TOLD. And in the light of truth we invite inspection to our magnificent Spring Stock of SHOES AND OXFORDS for LADIES, GENTS and CHILDREN. BUTLER & MORRISSEY. 120 Broughton Street. SANITARY PLUMBING. Steam fittings. Appreciating the inconvenience to m 11 own ers and steam fitters of having to send off for their fittings, oftentimes causing great loss by delay and always a great deal of trouble, we have undertaken to meet the demand, and have quite an assortment on hand, with others on the way. Among those go -ds in stock we mention: THE KORTING IMPROVED AND THE ME TROPOLITAN INJECTOR. THE HANCOCK INSPIRATOR. ASHCROFT AND CROSBY STEAM GAUGES AND WHISTLES. THE MICHIGAN SIGHT FEED AND POW ELL’S LUBRICATORS. FAIRBANKS AND JENKINS VALVES /.ND PACKINGS. All kinds and sizes Valves, Iron Pipe and Fit tings. Pipe cutting and threading a specialty. Call or write for prices. main ■nu n Savannah Plilg Cos. GROCERIES. HOftSEY, SPRING CHICKEN, FOWLS, COUNTRY BUTTER, TO BE HAD AT S. L. GEORGE’S, ABERCORN AND NEW HOUSTON STS. READ the Sunday Morwiso > kwr. For sale at KIEFFER'B DRUG STORE. West Broad and Stewart streets. MEDICAL. Quit Everything Else. S. S. S., is the only permanent cure for contagious blood faint. Old chronic cases that physicfam declare incur able are cured in every instance where S.S. S., has had a fair trial. I honestly believe that S. S. S. saved Send for OUr my life. I was afflicted with the very new Qn worst type of contagious blood poison ... .- , and w'.j almost a solid sore from head Constitutional to foot. The physicians declared my Blood case hopeless. I quit everything else DIS6cIS6S, and commenced taking S. S. S. After mailed free, taking a few bottles I was cured sound The Swlf* and well. „ ._ '* t ■ Specific Cos., JThos. B. Yeager, Atlanta. Qa. CHICHESTER’S ENGLISH. RED CROSS DIAMOND BRAND A *P\\i\iS A THE ORIGINAL AND GENUINE. The only Safe, Sores and reliable Pill for tale. \Vg? -7 —-■ A# lAdlw, ms Druggist for Chichester* English Diamond Brand in Red and Gold metallic \ V L ')) 7* 1,,d with ribVKn Take no other kind. Mttfute Substitution* and Imitations V All pills in pastenoard boxes, pink wrapper*, are dunaerona oaterfcltn. At Draggiata, or eond “ fv tS* ,of Particulars, testimonials, and “Keller for Indira,** m letter, bv return Mali —\ fir lO.OnO T.Mimom.l. frame Faper. CHICHESTER CHEMICAL CO., Madl.no Hqnarc, '—Sold bj ull Local UranlaM. PIULADLLd’iIiA.PA.^ ||||j PRICKLY ASH, POKE ROOT Blotches H Marvelous Cures g |g?§!F ! |Sj 1 1 Prickly Ash, Poke Root and Potassium, Tfffii'w gjjgEfflg the greatest blood purifier on earth. jKjSjffl BSS&SH lea fHI.. J Bolls, eresypelas, syphilis, rheuna. ISI ry>3nnfl lr sli\!nn tism, scrofula,blood poW>n, mercurial jgPsj t oil —fflwUSJ I W Its? HI I poison, and all other impurities of the Randall Pope, the retired druggttof ffiwVffl c—a o Madison, Flo , says : P. P. P. Is tnebest jsKsSrasj liDtfllim’llllPin alterative and blood medicine or th JiWiSwij fjwsM! El 11 EjU I market. He being a druggist andha’. ioWliS jlggSi ing sold all kinds of medicine, hU tg “1I"' solicited testimonial Is of great tnpr ,£J?£§S Ib|3m33h tance to the aick and suffering. feffyjg H 2Hd SCrofUl9 3boßu*om it |||ra. UIIU Uul US UIU great pleasure In testifying to the R- gbj&sl 1 cient qualities of the popular ready for eruptions of the skin know! an fSvSSfB P. P. P. (Prickly Ash, Poke Root-nd gagSa Ig&jSSjjjS P. P. P. purifies the blood, builds up Potassium.) I suffered for seua! gSHBg PS£sK:?sa to weakened nerves, expels diseases, eable eruption on my face, and ied lycKjlii giving the patient health and happiness various remedies to remove It, not of jgjfcEfflsfl SBSaLjil where sickness, gloomy feelings and which accomplished the object, ntil lassitude first prevailed. this valuable preparation was res ted Kgjfefj In blood poison, mercurial poison, to. After taking three bottles, i ac- HMb|H malaria, dyspepsia and in all blood and cordance with directions, I nrnnd en- Egsivfig skin diseases, nke blotches, pimples, tirely cured. J. D. JOHNSTOI old chronic ulcers, tetter, scaldhead. Of the firm of Johnston & Dotlas, yjWlS&gl we may say without fear of contra- Savanna* Ga. i mmm dicti ° n * h *£ RPP to 1)661 blood Henry Winter, Superintendent* the Wfflm purifier inthe world. Savannah Brewery, says : he hi had JKZSE3 Tidies whose systems are poisoned rheumatism of the heart for Srerul |g?ss|j BSjSjlig and whose blood is in an impure con- years, often unable to walk hispsi was SSaßa dition, due to menstrual irregularities, so intense; he had professors m'hila are peculiarly benefited by the won- delphiabut received no relief Util he g&iSsM derful tonic and blood cleansing pro- came to Savannah and tried IP. P. l§*2**B Parties of P. P. P„ Prickly Ash, Poke Two bottles made him a well nm and fJfokSt ttnd Potassium. he renders thanks to P. P, P. HP LIPPMAN BROS., Proprietors, , Lippman’s Bloclc, Savannah, Grer : . millinery goods. Kiiffs 7 Oil Tien SALE FOR THE SUMMER Opens June 1 and will continue during the simmer mouths. The large stock of Straw Goods. Flowers and Trimmed Hats will be sold at summer prices, and tte complete lino in shapes and all kinds of Millinery will bo kept up to its usual excellency. Novelties will be adcbd continually. Our complete lines of Ribbons will offer the isual attractions. The Ribbon Sale will continue as heretofore. Milliners supplied upstairs at New York prices and terms. KROUSKOFFS RAILROADS. Florida Central and Peninsular Railroad. FLORIDA TRUNK LINE-TIME CARD IN EFFECT APRIL 15. 1891, GOING SOUTH—READ DOWN. GOING NORTH—READ UP Daily. Daily. | Daily. Daily. 12 30pm 7:04 am Lv Savannah Ar 7:6opm 13:14pm ILv Jacksonville Lv S:4O Dm 11:25 an. Lv Callahan Lv 1:45 pm 12 45am 2:20 pm Ar Hawthorne Lv 10:44 am 2.4i pm 2.Earn 3:81 pm Ar BilverSprings Lv 9:46am 4:85 am s:l4pm.Ar Leesburg Lv 7:59am 10.34 pm 5:25 am s:4opm|Ar Tavares Lv 7:30 am B:soam 6:41 pm'Ar Apopka Lv jj:B7 am 9:45 am 7:15 pm Ar Orlando Lv 6:05 am tißlt Ar Kissimmee Lv * 6:97 am 6:07 pm Ar Dade City Lv 7:10 am oils iIS 6:2. am 7:28 pm Ar Plant City Lv 6:57 am ... 2:30 pm 6:20 pm Ar Tarpon Springs Lv 7:llam 3:02 pm' 6:85 pm Ar Sutherland Lv 6:57 am _ 5:30 pm, 9:45 pm Ar St. Petersburg Lv 5:45 am • _ *6:44 am *7:04 pm Ar Dunellon Lv *6:36 am 8:08 P m oo nn! *10:00 am *8:00 pm Ar Homoeassa Lv *6:34 am 2:00 pm SAVANNAH AND KERNANDINA _ ~ - 7:55 pm I I LtoamlLv Savannah Ar 7:sopm s:4sam| 1!! 9:4oara| I 2:s3pm|Ar Fernandlna I.v io-io am 6:lo pmi i:— •Daily Except Sunday. tDinner. .... Solid trains Callahan to Tarnpa and Orlando. Close connection at Tampa with F°- p js. R. for Port Tampa, Key West and Havana. Close connection at Owensboro with Ml( j for Lakeland and Bartow. Close connection at Tavares with J. T. and K W. Ry-forsa'u oW Titusville. Puilmau Buffet sleeping cars on night trains. Through short line Jackson'J gg Orleans, Jacksonville to ThomasvllTe. Montgomery and Cincinnati. Tickets sold ana j y Qhecked through to al! points in the United States. Canaila and Mexico. Send for Host Florida published, and tor any information desired, to _ . . , t .„nvilla D. E. MAXWELL. G. M. A. O. MACDONELL, G. S’. A., Jacksonville.