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THE SUNNY SOUTH, ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY MORNING 9 ivlMivil Of loo I • COL JDDSONJF ALABAMA; Southerner’s Experience in New York Git;. BY F. BEAN. [Copyrighted by the Author.] up!" CHAPTER VI. The next morning Miss Tillie was aroused from her late slumbers by her mother’s voice calling to her from the vicinity of the second story front. “They got up and went out before I woke j!” cried the aggrieved landlady, “and I it to ’a’ seen her by daylight. Just come and see what I’ve found !'* Mias Tillie, hastening into the Colonel’s room, beheld her mother standing by the bu reau holding up two articles to view—one a pocket handkerchief on which was embroid ered “Cornelia Judson,” the other an extreme ly long, fine, dark brown, curly hair. “You see she’s the very one he wrote that letter to!” cried Mrs. Gipps in great excite ment. “And here's a hair I found on the bu- rer. She’s a Jewess, sure! This is reg’ler Jew hair.” Mias Tillie squinted at the hair with palpi tating heart and bated breath. “Aint it a Jew hair?” demanded her mother Ifiamphantly. “i—j—uou’t know!’ 1 gasped Miss Tillie in great disappointment; “I think perhaps it is!’ “It is!” stoutly asseverated the mother. “She's a Jew, I tell youl You just keep a Miff upper lip! He’ll never marry her! You might know she’s a Jewess by her name! Jud son! Can’t you tell mat's a Jew name?” Miss Tillie could hardly make herself believe it; but, in her passionate anxiety to thin i the very worst possible of the owner of the little foot and littie baud, she feebly replied, with a ghastly attempt at eheerf ulnes: “It seems to me as if it is.” And after an other critical examination of the hair she de clared her positive belief that the woman was verily an Israelite. There’s no knowing that Judson’s any more her name than Flushing is his. It nity be Frankenstein or Oppenheim for all we know, though there are Jew names a plenty like Judson. There’s Mendleson Aaronson, Jacobson and lots.” But notwithstanding the consolation derived from these soothing reflections, Mif-s Gipps— clad in her seersucker petticoat, her hair in disorder, her complexion dyspeptic, bilious and unwholesome—remained in her room or the kitchen disconsolate all day, ruminating over the philosophy of men’s tastes and fancies, pondering over the stability of a man’s infatu ation for a Je vess, and tomparing the chances of an Israelite with those of a cold, frigid, pas sionless beauty of the North. The Colonel remained away all day, return ing late in the evening alone. The following morning several parcels, one after another, addressed “Col. Flushii g,” were left at the house. The Colonel was out. “Now, I tell you what less do!” cried Mrs. Gipps as she handed the parcels over one by one; “less open ’em and see if we can find out anything ” Miss Tillie eagerly assented to this righteous proposition, and they forth with proceeded to open a long, wide package which proved to be a pasteboard box wherein lay, scientifically folded, a most beautiful ready-made dress. “Well, I do say!” screamed Miss Tillie, wild with envy; “I wonder if the Colonel had to pay for this!” “Quite likely," replied the mother in tones of satisfaction; “and it’s all for the best,” she explained “It shows he’s got money, and shows he's open-handed, and you’ll know what to depend on if he marries you,” she added, with her thoughts on the mortgage. ■“He wont begrudge you an’thing you ast for if this is the way he spends his money on a Jew woman like thatl Less see what’s in this other hot, and less hurry, he may come in and ketch us, and I guess we’d feel flat then!” “French kid boots!” wailed Miss Tillie, holding up a pair of tiny shoes. “Number two’s I” cried Mrs. Gipps, looking “ her daughter’s shoulder. -,ey are too small tor her," cried Miss "What a fool she must be! No man inks any more of a girl for pinching her feet ke that!” /'“Well! well ! well!” Gried Mrs. Gipps, as 'the contents of, another package came into ji'si. ‘ ‘ rr4 flxkj-J" : -jrr : --- blue 1 It’s •moBI3(3fOnaWj5bd didn't get scar let, Jew like ! -end bathing shoes, and two Turkish towels! Well, she was bound to feather her nest and make hay while the sun shines, and I don’t blame her, she’d be a fool if she didn't! Don’t you recollect he spoke in that letter about going to Fire Island?” “Yes, but only about her going ! It can’t be possible he’s going there too,” cried Miss Tillie, turning pale with jealous alarm. “I’d just like to see him go !” cried Mis. Gipps in alarm herself at the bare mention of losing her only lodger. “He engaged his room for the season, or else I don’t know what I’m talking about. Just let him serve me that trick!' Hurry and see what’s in that other packake. He may be going there for a day,” she pursued, unable to regain her wonted peaco of mind; “but, I can’tTbelieve it possi ble he’d serve me such a shabby turn as to go for good an’ all !’’ The other package proved to he a small apothecary shop containing a bottle of glyce rine, two cakes of tar soap, a bottle of co.-nno- line, three tooth-brushes, a large bottle of Pond’s Extract, a bottle of lactopeptine, and a bottle of McKesson & Robbins’ gelatine coat ed quinine pills. “Well ! now you see,” cried Miss Tillie in envy and rage when everything had been ex amined, “she went shopping yesterday;” and, surveying the goods before her with malignant eyes, she exclaimed : “I feel like tearing this dress all to pieces ! What horrid taste ! regier Jewliko!” “She’s git an awful little foot anyway,” murmured Mrs. Gripps irresistibly, ’a* she turned the shoes over and over. “Jews always have small feet,” quickly cried Miss Tillie in deep disdain. “These things must er cost a pretty penny,” murmured Mrs. Gripps admiringly, as she ex amined one thing after another all over again. “I guess he’ll And out before long all she wants o’ him is his money, Jew like,” cried Mias Tillie. subjects interesting to Miss Tiliie, chiefly for the opportunity afforded for seeing a little further into the Colonel’s own private life, and for the opening ht found lor the remarks necessary to bring on the crisis. But although her mother had." every tvening, religiously fallen asleep at half past eight and coming to directly, had apologized and declared she must go to bed, the Colonel had not yet proposeo. Miss Gipps was mystified but hopeful, and Mrs. Gipps was mystified and mystified. “I can’t think for the life o’ me what kind of a man he can be,” the mother would mutter from her pillow when her lonely daughter brought to bed, each night, her discouraging report; and she dreamed every night that the mortgage would be foreclosed on the morrow. “Well, all I can say is,” Miss Tillie would reply, “its plain he’s going to take his time; and he’s right!” she would exclaim, standing up loyally for her stalwart lover. “He’d be an awful fool to tumble heels over head in love and marry a girl without knowing whether or no they cau agree.” Sti.l she would moan: “I do wonder when he will come to the point?” She was pondering over this same problem one afternoon and gazing listlessly out of the parlor window, when the Colonel, with a young lady on his arm, came in sight. He still retained the borrowed latch-key by Mrs. Gipps’ gracious permission; but then—the lock was always turned and Miss Tillie, as usual, always opened the door. He now ascended the steps and applied the key. The door was locked, and, as usual he rang the bell. Miss Gipps hastened to the door. “Oh, Culone , you really must excuse this door’s being locked,” she cried. “You see ma's so timid she locks it! She’s always afraid of burglars; and then she forgets to unlock it against the time you get back.” By this time the Colonel and his companion had entered the hall, and Miss Gipps readily discovered that it was not the lady who had been there on previous occasions but quite a different looking one altogether. She was not so tall as the other, but far slighter in form, and evidently not above sev- enteen years of age; and Miss Gipps, with one glance, could not fail to observe that she was a remarkably beautiful girl. Her hair was of the palest golden; her eye brows, in strong contrast, were very dark; her eyes large, deep, dark blue and fringed with long, dark, heavy lashes. Certainly this was no Jewess. Her com plexion was perfectly fair and transparent and her features strictly classic. Miss Gipps put on her poli est expression and looked as if she expected an introduction, and for one instant the Colonel betrayed some embarrassment. But, quickly recovering his self-possession, he bowed politely in acknowl edgment of Miss Gipps’ apology about the key; and, turning to the young lady, said in an un dertone : “This way, dear.” And they both passed up stairs. Miss Gipps, with offended dignity and out raged honor, re-entered the parlor where her mother, filled with amazement, stood looking forth. Well! if this don’t beat a!l!” she cried. Did you ever hear the like? He called her ‘dear’ right before my very face! If he didn’t think I could hear he must think I’m deaf! The old rascal! And be old enough to be her father! Here it is, not a week, and he has brought two different women to this house!” “Well, Tillie, you must remember this is New York City!” returned Mrs. Gipps. It’s no use to make a fuss. I tell you it’s no more’n I expected. I knew all along that was what that advertisement meant.” “That girl’s hair was as red as fire!” cried Miss Tiliie in response. “What a depraved wretch that man is!” “Hush—I’m going up into the bath room to see if I can hear anything,” whispered the mother. She executed this noble resolve to the letter, and Miss Tillie presently followed her mother’s pious example; and while they stood ensconced in this delectable place, where the plumbing was totally out of order, they distiijf' the CqtenflKuKttefi in low-ton 'then peals go up to the Colonel's room a.few momenta. Miss Gipps muttered" '“certainly” with an awkward bow and an embarrassed effort at a polite smile; for, as she described the scene to her mother afterward?: “I was just that taken aback I cou'dn’t think what else to say, let alone asking her what right she had to go up; and whether or no the colonel gave her any authority to go in to h s room when he was away.” “Which one was it? demanded Mrs. Gipps excitedly. ‘.‘It was that red-headed girl,” replied Miss Tiliie. “I never heard of anything so awful as a young girl like that being so brassy! She looked me straight in the eye as cool as a cu cumber!” “But what in the world can she be up to in his room alone?” cried Mrs. Gipps. The question being unsolvabie by any men tal process at their command, they repaired to the bath-room to make what discoveries they might, aDd no sooner had they entered than they both distinctly and simultaneously heard the click of a key in a lock in the vicinity of the Colonel’s trunk; and the next moment they heard the creaking of the lid. “She’s at his trunkl” cried Miss Tillie. “Sh! we can’t do anything to hinder!” re- spon led Mrs. Gipps. In the course of ha’f au hour the young lady passed quietly down stairs before the Gipps’ family in the bath-room were aware she had left tbe.Toom, first intimation they receiv ed ot her departure being when she closed the front door; and they were loud iu their denun ciation of such a stealthly cat-like proceeding. ‘‘Ain’t it perfectly scandalous!” cried Miss Tillie in baffled fage. “She’s nowhere in sight indignantly cried Mrs. Gipps at the front door, looking up and d jwn the street. “I’d give all the world to know what this means!” No human being but those who have been similarly afflicted with this same species of wild, passionate, unquenchable curiosity, can conceive what torture these two poor women now underwent They talked about the Colo nel incessantly, and guessed, and surmised, and conjectured and wrought out first one so lution and then auother all day and dreamed out frightful solutions all night. But at last something tlse happened. The Colonel had been missing a week and three days. It was early Monday morning, and Mrs. Gipps had gone to the butcher’s to buy a piece of liver for breakfast Suddenly the door-bell rang. Miss Tillie was in her seersucker petticoat; her hair was upstairs and so were her teeth. But it couldn’t be the Colonel at that hour, so she nurried to the door, and, as she reported the story afterwards to her mother, “her breath was fairly took away!” for who should it be but “that Jew woman,’’ veiled as before, and like the other, she carried a traveling satchel, and, like the other again, she walked confidently into the house saying, with all the assurance in the world: “I wish to go up to the Colonel’s room for a few minutes;” and long and long before Miss Gipps recovered her breath, and wits, and self-possession, the lady was all the way up to the room overhead. Miss Gipps hurried to her own room to im prove her personal appearance, intending to be on hand when the tady passed out with the design of making, if possible, some discovery, but before she had half complet> d her toilet, and long before Mrs. Gipps had retained with the liver, the lady had taken her departure. “Now.” cried Miss Tillie decisively as soon as she concluded her report of the affair to her astonished parent. “I aint going to stand this any longer, I’m just going to know what all this means!” “And so am I!” echoed the mother quite as decisively, “I’m going to find out who and what that wo nan is, if I spend my last pen ny!” “And I am going to know who and what these two women are, and what they are to him, if I swing for it!” cried Miss Tillie with fearful energy. They ate their breadfast and, re-invigorated with their liver and bacon, they sat down and planned the campaign. There was one thing they had borne con stantly in mind: “Dear Cornelia” when she came North, was to stop over with the Colonel “before going to Fire Island.” So the Colonel said in his letter. Of course she might not be at Fire Island now; or if she ms, the.Colonel might be with the other one somewhere else; yet as that was the only clue they had, they believed it vastly probable that he was tnere; and they resolved that, whereas they had been economial all THE MARAUDERS. BY BO JEAN. CHAPTER U. “And so baslde ’be silent sea, t wait tjib mr ftt ;d oar; N > harm t O H urn can come to me On ocean or on shore. I kqow not where Ms Islands lilt Their prou test palms in air, I ouly snow I canon* <Jr!tt Beyond bis love aud c ire. -Whittier. the wall, though the busts of the three sens; tors, which some ‘of 'the drefnken mob may have mistaken for men, were .completely shat tered and fell c-rumbl ng on the floor. “Poor Webstei!” exclaimed Leo, “is now changed to Darnel in the lion’s den.” Bat the delay was a terrible ordeal to the besieged little party, for while action gave the play of excitement to the nerves, it was horri ble to pause and contemplate what the end might be. Their inactive dread was relieved by Leo’s voice, which in the lull of the mus ketry had reach d below and fallen on the ear of Dodd, whose passionate fury was now crazed with liquor. Bumi tg with the instinct The village of Clarkesville is celebrated for «* a he ordered another discharge and its surrounding scenery, and the Verne man- , ln ** wake he sk « uted “ d sion, which was six miles beyond, commanded ® ™!? hed UP j l x® *he from its elevated height an unbroken horizon. . Tke dead ^ o£ £4 fra ^? ent f. of ^ Looking beyond—the valley with its meadows broken statues. im^dwl their nxsh. It was dotted with eittle, its fields waving with com «°? e ^ racy ,?n d n that ^*? dd , , be and grain; beyond-the dense forests, leafy ere „ he f urned D ? Br 1 a f y 8 dl8 9 ha ^ with chestnuts, pines and oaks; beyond-the outiaw’s nght shoulder, and then DeBrecys r£ f8 £ Dd “I T-”* °h-n i8Un - bam - coun.t.^FoSrofS?' desperadoes dashid from Wh ^ second so that he fell back howling to the hall, the psaks of Yonah and Tray, to the nght wbile ^.g quickness j n handing another gun enabled Verne to fire its contents into the the west, Stone Mountain ghtred like a pillar ruffian j ust as he turned, and ere the The twilight was brightening into | f ourtb who had forced his way could use of fire. moonbeams and flooding -the landscape with that soft lustre peculiar to Northeast Georgia, when Leo, leaning on her lover’s arm, stepped upon the cupola, aud gaining her father’s side, j stood gazing on the prospect. Adown the val ley the Soque river danced and shimmered his pistol, Verne grappled with him, and the two men struggled desperately to turn the weapon against each other. Dodd’s passion had proved stronger than death. Instead of falling in the death agony, he clutched the stair railing and was dragging himself up, over its broad pebbly bed, then hid itself m when DeB ^cy with the powerful stroke of a wildernesses until far below, under frowning b mutilated both arms, and then wheeled, cliffs and sombre fohage.it yawned in black jugl ^ Verne wa8 in deadly and re - sluzgtsn depths. lieved his host by plunging his sword into the ‘Do you know,” said Leo, as she Pressed ^^0, his anrogomst. At this juncture close to her lover, “that river is symbolic of Leo fainted . and , even amid the excitement, my life? That.laughing shining stream above DeBracy ^ped a quickly loaded gun, and is my childhood; those dismal waters below, wbi ] e ygme stood sternly guarding The pass, ^w-rvl™o*i paS J a ?i e T?^o Var t. ... ,, the young lover lifted the beautiful form to a Then, laughed DeBracy as he rallied her coucb and sprinkled water on her face; then spirit with an assuring look “we must turn I gg he saw her revive, be stooped, unconscious and row up stream, for these black waters | of all else _ and) ki8si \, g her b j: ow said softly: ’ "Look up my love, the worst is over and we need you.” “Oh! God, what agony!” exclaimed Leo, clasping her hands over her eyes, hut then as a gun resounded through the hall below. “I will,” she added; and holding her lover’s hand she stepped back to her post of duty. When the marauders below saw their companions slaughtered they gave veut. to such howls and curses as made the blood turn cold. And then, scattering through the house, some entered the library and slashed the volumes and ornaments with their swords; others entered the parlors and fired upon the paintings and other works of art, some of which crashed and sounded to the unhappy owners like grave sods falling on the lowered coffin. At length two wretches raised the lid of the grand piano and in mani acal discord banged the keys loudly and wildly; then, taking axes, they reduced the beautiful instrument to a heap of ruins. “Good-bye, old friend," may stand for to-night, but the golden stream above shall signify our morning. But I only think, only feel, that we are here with each other; and could this evening never draw to night, and the moon linger so, just over that hill; you could forego all fashions, yes, even the homage of your admirers, and I in your charming presence would never pant for glory.” “Col. DeBracy,” interrupted Verne who, re moved from the lover’s reverie, had been scan ning the neighborhood closely, and now pointed in the direction of Tallulah Falls, “I see three horsemen crossing that road on the hill, and yonder in that farthest field you can see several figures skulking through the grain.” DeBracy’s eagle eye saw both parties, and j amid the horsemen, detected the gigantic form of Beal, bu . he determined not to hasten the calamities of his host. “True, sir,” he said, lighting a cigar for Morah, “but that may not “Col. DeBracy,” said Verne earnestly, “I I. Good-bye, old friend,” murmured Leo sad- pray you keep nothing from me, hut interpret tovmny happy hours we have passed passing events as best you can.” together. ‘ Know then,” answered DeBracy, taking “Think not of that while life is spared,” said his host's hand in one of his own and Leo’s DeBracy; “you can get another piano, but in the other, “both parties are moving towards never another father.” the chapel and that was to be their rendez- “Or DeBracy,” said Leo in her most winning Yous/* I manner. “Oh, my father,” exclaimed Leo wildly as “’True,” answered DeBracy smilingly, and she threw her arms around her parent’s neck, yet seriously, “your lover is the last of the “if they should murder you!” . DeBracys.” Aud then—either prompted by If surprise has been excited by the intrepid the sounds of destruction, by the mention of spirits thus far shown by the besieged, it must his ancestors or by the belief that the hall was be remembered that to the youthful DeBracy, I cleared—DeBracy sprang to the exposed land- a soldier and lover, the occasion offered a glo- ins below, and as a marauder stepped from the rious feat of chi Talry; the self-contained Verne library to cross the hall DeBracy shot him had long been nerving himself for any issue, dead. Two more of the robbers, who rallied and Leo’s naturally heroic spirit had been to their comrade’s aid, met his fate from the taught self-control by the stern realities of unerring aim of DeBracy, who, looking above war, and it was only the thought of her father’s called, “Mr. Verne, if you think best I can peril that dismayed her for the instant. rush down and destroy them!” .“My child,” said her father, sadly, as he I “I beseech you, come back!” cried Verne as kissed her brow, “must remember that she his daughter joined his supplication. “Think, is one of the defenders and restrain herself. I he added, “every moment gained is for us and Above all things be calm and there may be no against them.” danger.” “True,” answered DeBracy as he sprang “Why Captain Leo!” exclaimed DeBracy, back up the stairs and resumed his stand; “but ‘are you losing faith in your champion before I could not hear Leo mourn for her lost treas- a test is made?” ures.’ “Forgive me!” said Leo relentingly, and “Our lives, the greatest treasures of all, are with such an appeal in tbe depths of her lus- I saved,” answered Verne, raising his eyes to trous eyes as nevtr failed to win, “it was but Heaven; “unless they should fire the house.” a momeut, you can trust me now.” | The words seemed prophetic, for soon after jlV’HuMOB ▲t Grace Church, Sunday Morning, BY AN EX-SEXTOX. The solemn church bell pealing on the ear, In brazen accents seem to nay, “Come stricken heart, and find your solace here; Come, sinner; come and Dray.” And fast they come arrayed In fashion’s pride, la silks and satins shimmering gorgeously, To lay the burdens of the week aside, And bow the suppliant knee. If one conld for the moment stand aloof Impersona’, with power to read the stream Of tnoughts uprising toward that lofty roof, How wondrous strange 'twoold seem I Fair Nellie, hoping she won’t get too stonr. Her father scheming to Increase bis hoard, Whl’e over all the preacher’s voice rings ont, “Hear as. good Lord. ” While Charlie prays the tailor will give time. Maod sighs for gown* she knows sbe can’t afford, And Helen hopes that flirting Is no sin, “Hear us, good Lord.” Some wish for luxuries and some for love, S.ime for revenge, some only sigh for rest, Some flx their souls upon the realms above, Some langh and jsst. I often wonder does the preacher know What lies behind the masks of seriousness Upturned before him, placid, row on row, I wonder does be guest 1 Well, I myself have little cause for pride For following aimlessly this idle dream Innead of listening, rapt and eager-eyed, Uoto the preacher’s theme. The benediction finished, we arise. Let's vow wtlle going to onr several dinners T > try to be, so far as in ns lies, A decent lot of “miserable sinners.” “Well, he’s good to her anyway,” contin ued Mrs. Gripps gazing longingly upon the evi dence of so much wealth. “Buying her all this medicine and things! I’d like to have some o’ this Bond’s Extract myself;” and. truly it was well for the owner that the bottle was sealed up with a yellow 3trap of a label over the cork, for the good woman cou!d not have withstood the temptation of helping herseif and m iking up]the differetce out of the Croton reservoir. ■“I’ve been suff’rin’ this ev ir so long for some Pond’s Extract," she continued looking wistfully at the bottle. “Anyhow, I’m going to take some o’ this keeneen. I know I’m getting malaria from that horrid smell comes out o’ the bath-room and those water-pipes," adding, as she counted out a dozen of the qui nine pills, “he can’t be so mean as to stop to count ’em. Ar’nt you going to take some of ’em?” she politely inquired of her daughter, devoutly hoping not, for all there was to spare without being missed she wanted herself. Miss Tille looked sullenly askance at the medicine bottles and growled an ungracious negative. What she was pining for was the iovely gown, the beautiful shoes, and the sea side delights suggested by the bathing suit, and by the little white canvas shoes. "No, I don’t want no medicine,” she snarled. “Well, you look real sick, any way,” kindly returned the mother, grateful for her daugh ter's determination. “I’m going to take an other dozen if you ain’t going to take any.” The goods were finally returned to their orig inal packages and placed in the Colonel’s room; and not a word was said about them on one side or the other; and late that evening an expressman called and took them all away, the Colonel himself delivering them over in his "“AjUkJn one package; but how it was addressed theu^e family could only surmise. * \ e Several days passed, and Miss Tillie’s re cuperative energies had, in a great measure, restored her customary vivacity and hopeful ness; and her wonted confidence in her cold, passionless Northern beauty returned once more in full vigor; she had confronted the Colonel without a trace of her late anguish visible in the lovely countenance; and the Colonel had boldly confronted Miss Tillie with out a- vestige of shame or guilt in his open, candid face; he shook hands with her every morning as cordially as ever and replied to ail her greetings in the same frank, genial way. He had even spent several evenings in the par lor and resumed his conversations on South ern topics, relating episodes of the war and of the Reconstruction period, and describing the resent condition of the agricultural classes— ter intekrupted what appeared to be amusing* parrative, till the Gipps family in the hath rooui—unable, as yet, to catch one syl lable—were beside themselves with baffled cu riosity. ‘.‘She ought to be ashamed o’ herseif,” hissed Miss Tillie in rage. "A young girl like her to be so fast! Just hear! Such laughing as that! They must be talking about something bad.' "Keep quiet if you want to hear anything! returned the mother. Just then the bath room—which up to this moment was enveloped in utter darkness—was suddenh lighted up by the opening of the door to the Colonel’s pantry, between which and the bath room there was a window; his voice became more distinct, and the Gipps family in ambush heard him sajing: “I have the paper here somewhere. Here it is. ‘Wanted—by a gentleman, a large, hand somely furnished, well ventilated room, with use of bath, where people are not inquisitive A peal of laughter greeted this. Then the pantry door was closed, and the two anxious women heard nothing more for some time. Then once again the dim light from the Colo nel’s pantry struggled in, and again they heard his voice: “O, 1 shall pay your board whi e you are up there. I wouldn’t think of allowing you to ac cept the invitation on any other terms. Their means are too straitened to admit of their en tertaining so many entirely at their own ex pense.” Darkness and silence were again rest ired, and the next moment they heard a footstep in the hall. It was the Colonel with a goblet foraging around for water there being none to be had before midnight in his own room; and Miss Tillie had scarce time to turn the key of the bath-room deor ere the Colonel turned the knob. A hasty consultation resulted in the with drawal of the Gipps family on the Colonel’s departure; and they were both seated by the parlor windows when their lodger and his companion came down stairs and /sjjpsed qui etly into the street. “Well, now! what does that mean!” cried Miss Tillie. “I guess they’ve gone to the theatre,” rt plied Mrs. Gipps enviously. “How low to go to the theatre in summer! sneered Miss Tillie. “How he does spend his money!” exclaimed Mrs. Gipps in admiration. “Think of it! here he is going to pay this girl’s board! An-1 think of all those things he bought for the other one and brought here in a hack, too!” “Then look at those chocolate caramels he bought for me,” interrupted Miss Tillie, “two pounds of Brummel’s best, and I only ast him for ’em once in a jok’n’ way; then see what it must a cost him for that lunch I took with him down the avenue.” “Yes,” replied Mrs. Gipps, “and then there was that advertisement he put in the Herald for me, and that ninety-five cents he lent me and never ast me for it, and never mentioned it the next time he paid his bill; then think o’ the price he pays for his room and never once growls because the water doesn’t run.” Thus sat the Gipps family in conversation awaiting the return of the Colonel and his lovely young companion till after eleven o^clock but they came not. “He can’t expect us to leave the door un locked any later,” said Mrs. Gipps at last. “I’m going to lock up and go up stairs and lie down in my clo’es; and when they come they’ll see I had a good excuse for coming to the door. I want to see her. Yon better go to bed. You’ve seen her once.” Miss Gipps, in the interest of her cold, frig- ad, Northern beauty which it was now so vi tally important to preserve, acted upon her mother’s advice; and Mrs. Gipps carried out her own programme so far as to lock the front door and go up stairs and lie down in her clothes; but nothing disturbed her peaceful and sonorous slumbers till the milkman jangled at the doorbell the next morning; and then, after responding to this imperious summons, on looking into the Colonel’s room, which stood open, she found he had not been in all night. Moreover he remained away all day and all the following night; but towards noon on the second day the bell rang; and Miss Tillie, who answered the call, to her inexpressible aston- ishmeht, found that beautiful blonde young lady standing on the steps alone with a trav eling satchel. The young stranger returned Miss Tillie’s confounded gaze with a polite “good morn ing” and the information that she desired to "We mustclose the lattice,” said DeBracy, I sounded that crackling of flames which attends , — or tlle y willspy us up here,” and accordingly the combustion of dry material, then the surg- jummer, eating little or no meat, subsisting they enfolded themselves in darkness, although ing roai as currents of air were admitted by jpimost exaj^rely on air, curiosity and the Giey commanded the views through the blinds, the open doors; and, looking away through the JCnlnnel’s Bffalnels; and whereas they had [ Then ensuedan anxious interval, during which hal^rindow, a bright glare illumined the sur- mical winter, making nver their ptbey ex<*teA|Aejrisglye.g to comfort and rally roaBings and, lighted to Mr. Verne the extent clothdpand ddlng all their own sewing and one anotXHvunui Tne' barking of a dog, then t>f hts own destruction deep Iffyihg.of the pack, then shots and “Now, Leo,” exclaimed DeBracy, “above howls, told the anxious listeners that their all things be calm and quiet; keep just behind dreaded assailants were arriving. me.” And then he said to Mr. Verne “We “Mr. and Miss Verne,” said DeBracy, “our must reach the outside, and quickly, while the reception comniittee informs us that the guests robbers are in confusion.” have arrived. Let us go below,” and drawiog “Then make for the basement,” said Verne who was trembling like a sternly, “and I will lead you out through a trough his own. Dp.Rrn/».V Hp.- WQV ” a J?ry housework themselves, wearing seersucker petticoats all th8 morning instead of switch ing out their new dresses, now, therefore, they hjd a perfect right to spend a little money and enjoy themselves finding out the Colonel’s se crets, particularly as Miss Tillie was oppressed with the vital importance of being on hand wherever the Colonel was, to counteract the in fluence and nullify the charms of the Jewess or the blonde whichever one was with him. In short, they resolved to go to Fire Island; and. though to he sure, t-bey must spend a littie money it would certainly be a good speculation in the end. Their mirids being unalterably made up they set away the remains of the liver, put the kitchen in order, and went up stairs to pack their traveling satchel and dress for the trip. Mrs. Gipps wore her best new bonnet with three black ostrich tips and a little bird on top, and her best black silk dress (which was the only one she had), and over her arm in cate of cool weather, she carried her black dolman trimmed with jot. Miss Gipps wore her gainshorough hat trim med with a long gray ostrich plume and four black tips; and also her best black silk dress (and likewise the only one she had), her am- ber-hued, Spanish lace fichu, and her black lace dolman. One traveling satchel sustained their joint outfiit of night apparel, including their best slippers, a hand glass, a box of "Ulywhite,” little saucer of rouge, a drinking cup and small flask of w * * * * * alias brandy. Everything being in readiness, they seated themselves on the edges of chairs in the kitch en with their bonnets on, in mortal fear of damaging their best black silk dresses, and ate the rest of the liver and baoon, the rem nants of the breakfast roll, and drank some cold tea. Miss Tillie then affixed a card to the bell handle addressed to the Colonel in case he should be the first to return, saying: “You will find the keys at the drug store on the corner. This being accomplished, Miss Tiliie took the satchel and Mrs. Gipps the umbrella; and the procession moved off towards .Sixth Ave nue, thence to Twenty-third street, where they took the Thirty-fourth street car for the ferry to Hunter’s Point. TO BE CONTINUED. Chronic Coughs and Colds, And all diseases of the Throat and Lunp can be cured by the use of Scott’s Emulsion, as it contains the healing virtues of Cod Liver Oil and Hypophosphites in their fullest form. Is abeautiful creamy Emulsion,'palatable as milk, easily digested, and can be taken by the most delicate. Please read: “I consider Scotts’ Emulsion the remedy par-excellence in Tuber culous and Strumous Affections, to say noth ing of ordinary colds aud throat troubles.”— W. R. S. Connell, M.D., Manchester, O. President Grevy, of France, was found the other day reading a book of fairy tales. “You are relieving your mind frem politics,Monsieur le President?” observed the visitor. 4 Oh, not at all,” was the reply. “I am obliged to read all these books. My grand-daughter says she has had enough of the old stories, and so I must leirn some new ones.” Horsfod’s Acid Phosphate In Indigestion. Drs. Marshall andLongacre, Olney, 111., say: ‘We have used it in cases of indigestion, with good results. ” The Profile is a huge aud very interesting rock-conformation upon the side of Profile Mountain in the Franconia range (White Mountains), New Hampshire. From a cer tain point of view at a distance it bears a won derful resemblance to the outline of a human face. This remarkably complete and distinct orofile is nearly 1600 feet above the little lake oelow it, and is from sixty to eighty feet in length. It is also popularly known as the Old Man of the Mountain. All the leading newspapers, and nearly every paper publishedin the I'nited States and Cana da, may be found on file at Geo. P. Rowell ACo.’s Newspaper Advertising Bureau, 10 Spruce streei, New York. They are open to general inspection. This firm receives adver tisements for them all. irway humming the first strains Retching the second hall, te wdSna secomi flali, j hand«hJ.eo the cartridges, andthen-g^ng 0,1 VeraT -ft hls ^ and seein S ^ Verne was pre D pared- uld w/be attacked hetoreTht’ sol Le °’ “>4 P y0ur te 0U T t ™ t . SI H de> (P ? int !! lg r SSK* moved^dowif the ETfoCed^ tins. Leo can load ana hand the thp vpttips Thphoil VvrG' f -/s as zz e terrXa^ g X 8 ^rion, and £££& mfortingAls daughter, as he explained how but a shot "was fired and ™ sight, “^wiMsste b™, ^ ?*“ it, “you are not very select in your company.” dll Pttd them to a side ani?t^fo S f tbe i ead ’ C ? n ‘ “We are not receiving, this evening gentle- , a ^® lde apartment, and, opening men,” she said with a hollow laugh! afwith d £®‘ 08ed * ‘ h t e “ the ^ ’ ^ . ed out to discover some place of refuge, a man Do not waste you courtesies,” said her holding up his sword, advanced; and DeBracy father, glad to see her spirit rallying, “those springing forward exclaimed with emotion guests will thrust themselves without your “Thank God Lieutenant you are just it time'” bidding.” for it was indeed the rescuer whom DeBracy Shall I n»tgo below, asked DeBracy, as had sent the boy Mark after and who had ar- he arranged SHIT reflectors so as to flash full on rived with his soldiers from the <*arrison. the stairvjay below, and completely screen “Where shall I take Miss Verne?” asked themselve#, “and demand their cause for this DeBracy as he led his fair charge forward, trespass?” “She is safe anywhere now Colonel,” an ‘No, answered Verne, “they would force swered the young lieuant, “the robbers are all the side shutters of the door and expose you killed o: run off,” and on hearing this an- by smashing the glass. Heaven knows that our nouncement, Leo as she still clasped her lov- knowledge and their antion leaves no cause for er’s hand, took her father’s also, and together doubt. If need be, that you must hail them, they fell upon their knees. As they rose the go to the front window on this floor.” lieutenant spoke, “we can still save some “Let us keep together,” said Leo, as she led things, Mr. Verne, will you direct us to vour her father, and followed DeBracy, who al- valuables?” vanced to the front window of the hall, and “The pictures then and relics from the par- raising the sash and stooping down, so as to be lor thank you,” answered Mr. Verne. “I have protected by the sill, he shouted in a clear and too long expected this to risk my valuables.” commanding votce: The lieutenant accordingly gave his orders Gentlemen, it is DeBracy who calls to and his men headed by Mr. Verne dashed know whal^|eu want? ’ ; nt0 the house and began to hear out the mas- The rattiest musketry against the shutters, sive portraits, while DeBracy conducted Leo and curses and yells of vengeance that rose round to the front of the mansion, upon his head, showed that he now was the Leo glanced away down the ravine into the mam obje-^Af attack. valley, where even the rivers black waters re- I tnankaiem lor that, he muttered grim- fleeted the image of her ruin. There she look- ly, “it pri*Kjay nerves; come,” and he drew ed on the lawn and the bowers which bad so Leo back amTlH her again to the stairway as oiten echoed with her joyous laughter and he said, ‘Mr. verne, I have faced and never saw them now, glaring with the light of dis- flinched before men, and a few calm moments truction, and then through the roaring demons will suffice for those howling curs.” of smoke and flame, she saw the white pillars Then from below came loud curses to open of the colonnade uprear themselves, the bal- the door, the side shutters were forced; the cony from whieh she had so often greeted the glasses smashed^nd then came shoving thuds day, and then she marked the cupola which and then blows ^Jn axe against the- massive still rose white and fair, though already man- door, which at length yielded and fell. The tied with the flames. She laid her sobbing entrance was now elear, but the marauders head upon her lover’s strong breast as she ex- shrank from the uncertain advance, and mum- claimed: “Farewell, farewell, my beautiful bled opinions of dread reached even up stairs, home!” until a stalkimg treaa left no doubt that Beal “Do not mourn the waste of mere material,” had entered and then others rushed in after sa id Mr. Verne, who had now rejoined them, * um - - “I too hadjhoped to make it an asylum and place “Keep back well, Mr. Verne,” said DeBracy of learning for many of these good and hard coolly, “and you, Leo, but keep the guns load- pressed country people when peace permitted, ed and hand them quick.” but such a proof of loyalty on my part, as this, The first bloodshed was not long in being was needed, to save my Northern estate from determined, for while the other marauders confiscation. Colonel DeBracy such acts as cautiously groped their ways into the darkened yours to-night, awaken deeper emotion than rooms below, the giant Beal went stalking words, for it is only after such a terrible down the hall, and then attracted by the light, drama of blood has been enacted, that I can charged up the stairs, frenzied with liquor, realize your true greatness and nobility of soul, and growling the curaes which were ever on I must now conduct my daughter to the vil- his lips. DeBracy signaled to Verne to with- lage, where I trust we shall see you during hold, and then waiting until Beal’s shaggy early morning, for mid-day must find us far head rose clear above the stair railing below, away.” he fired so well that the buckshot tore open “I know it will comfort you both,” rejoined the head just above the ear, and as Beal fell DeBracy, “to know that only three or four spattered his blood and bram upon the floor outlaws from this neighborhood were coneem- though fortunately, unseen to those above. | e d in this attack; the others are bushwhackers “Now, Leo, said DeBracy, as he cocked who were guided by them, but who are prowl- his other barrel coolly, and laid a fresh gun ; n g round and robbing. And now Mr. Verne by his side, ‘‘not only pray, hut thank God added,” DeBracy cordially, “not half a mile off for your David has slam the Goliath of the stands my house; I beseech you accept its hot- fig 1 ] 1 -’’ . , „ , , pitaiity and refuge.” As Beal fell a perfect fustlade of musketry “Colonel DeBracy,” continued Verne, “we was (Greeted up the centre stairway from the have already jeopardized your life, why should hall below, which showed hpw little judge- we cause destruction to your property?” ment or even sense was exereised by the ma- - rauders, for the whole fire was idly spent in | Concluded on third page. A Hard Hoad. It seems to be generally admitted-that “Jor dan is a hard road to travel.” A Southern correspondent tells of one that, if not the ver itable Jordan itself, must certainly be its next friend. But we will let our correspondent speak for himself. Time—toward evening; place—forks of a road somewhere in North Carolina; log cabin close by; red headed boy sitting on the fence whistling. Enter traveler on an old gray mare—both looking pretty well tuckered out. Traveler—“Say boy, which of thise roads goes to Milton?” ^Stuttering boy—“B-b-b both on ’em g-g-goes Traveler—“Cau you tell me which is the quickest way?” Boy—‘ B b-b-both on’em rets that--b-b-’bout the same time o’ day.” Traveler—“How far is it?” Boy—“B-b-b bout four miles.” Traveler—“Which is the best road?” Boy—“Th-they ain’t nary one the best. If you take the r-r*right-hand road, and go 'bout a mile, y-y-\ on’ll wish you was in h-h-hell, and if you turn b-b-back and take the 1-I-left hand one, ;by the time you’ve gone half a m-m-mile, you’ll wish you had kept the other road.” The traveler didn’t want to ask any more question*. Demons of Eight. BT SILGERN. Hark! bark, wbat sound Is that I bear. List bow it mourns, ob, bow I fear Some demon of ibe nlgbc is near. Now all is hustled and sail without. The moon and stars by clouds shut out. Leaves earth in darkness—me in doubt. Nat as againet the door I stanc— Oh wbs. is that? Some demon band, woo bas returned irom spirit land To celebrate some festive rite. And now in anger seem to flght, Will never end this awfnl night? _ — It seems as tho’ it were a year r ^ Since I awoke, and Ailed with fear Those strange unearthly sounds to bear. I stt and study o’er and o’er, And from the gods try to Implore The courage to unbolt the door To peep »ltt out that I might see Waat demons, if suob they should be, Would dare to come and oother me. I swing the door on hinges wide Then caut'ously I peep outside, The sight I saw, I nearly aled. But not with fright. Now would you know Tbe cause why I was frlgntened so? Why, outside dashing to and fro Two tom cats Joined in deadly flght. Squalled and yelled with all their might, Sending terror through the glocrny night. -Hr U1 !*•** .3 6 111 A FATAL MISTAKE. - Mistaking a Conductor for a Dentist. [Texas Siftings.] A farmer living a few miles from Austin, whose wife was troubled with au aching tooth, decided 10 come to town with her for the pur pose of having it extracted. The pair took a seat in the cars, and soon after the train started the farmer walked forward into the smoking car, telling his wife he would be back directly. While her husband was absent the conductor came leisurely along, ticket punch in hand, and. approaching the old lacy, reached over for her ticket, whereupon the victim of the toothache opened her mouth and caught his arm, saying: “You needn’t mind giving me chloroform, doctor; just pull it right out anyhow. I can stand it, and when John comes back he’ll set tle with yer.” The Untiring Musical Girl. She was a maiden fair to see, Plano she conld play; ADd for tbe topmost vocal “G” She struggled day by day. Each morning most persistently She’d siDg her scales all o’er, Uutil the neighbors wished that she Would haunt toe golden shore. No lover, r ven, could compare To sort -K >Uan , arps Her voice when sbe would rend tbe air And practise scales In sharps. ’Twas music, mnslc all day long, The tune was never done; Nor paused she In her work of song Until the set of son. At evening, when dndes would come With canes and white cravats. She’d change her ceaseless mnslc some But still sbe “played tbe flats.” The Cleveland (Ohio) Press, of February 23d, 1883, pub lished an account of a fatal surgical operation which caused a great commotion among med ical men throughout the whole country, Dr. Thayer, the most eminent surgeou in Cleveland, pronouncing it scandalous. It appears that a Mrs. King had been suffering for many years- from some disease of the stom ach, which had resisted the treatment of all the physicians in attendance. The disease commenced with a slight de rangement of the digestion,, with a poor appetite, followed by a peculiar indescribable dis tress in the stomach, a feeling that has been described as a faint “all gone” sensation, a sticky slime collecting about the teeth, causing a disagree able taste. This sensation was not removed by food, but, ou the contrary, it was increased. After a while the hands and feet became cold and sticky— a cold perspiration. There was a constant tired and lan guid feeling. Then followed a dreadful nervousness, with gloomy forebodings. Finally the patient was unable to re tain any food whatever, and there was constant pain in the abdomen. All prescribed rem edies failing to give relief, a consultation was held, when it was decided that the patient had a cancer in the stomach,, and in order tosave the patient’^ life an operation was justifi able. Accordingly, on the 22d of February, 1883, the opera tion was performed by Dr_ Vance in the presence of Dr. Tuckerman, Dr. Perrier, Dr. Arms, Dr. Gordon, Dr. Capner,. and Dr. Hnlliweli of the Police Board. The operation consist ed in laying open the cavity of the abdomen and exposing the stomach and bowels. When this had been done an examin ation of the organs was made, but to the horror and dismay of the doctors there was no cancer to be found. The pa tient did not have a cancer. When too late the medical men discovered that they had made a terrible mistake; but they " the parts together and' “ dressed the wound that they had made, but the poor woman sank from exhaustion and died in a few hours. How sad it must be for the husband of this poor woman to know that his wife died from the effects of a surgical operation that ought never to have been performed. If this woman had taken the proper- remedy for Dyspepsia and Nervous Prostration (for this was what the disease really was), she would have been liv ing to-day. Shaker Extract of Roots, or Seioel’s Curative Syrtjp, a remedy made ex pressly for Dyspepsia or Indi gestion, has restored many such cases to perfect health after all other kinds of treatment have failed. The evidence of its efficacy in curing this class of cases is too voluminous to be published here; but those who read the published evidence in favor of this dyspeptic remedy do not question its convincing nature, and the article has au extensive sale. He Had Changed His Mind. First Gentleman (entering apartment of sec ond gentleman)—“About a year ago you chal lenged me to to fight a duel?” Second Gentleman (sternly)—“I did, sir.” First G.—“And I told you that I had just been married, and I did not care to risk my life at any such hazard.” Second G. (haughtily)—“I remember, sir.” First G. (bitterly)—“Well, my feelings have undergone a change; any time you want to fight let me know. Bon jour.”—[French paper. The Benefit of the Doubt. “I want to be an angel,” A Congressman did cry, And through tbe air came floating An answer from the sky: "Yon cannot be an angel, For don’t yon know, yon dance, No Member can be bolding Two offices at once!” “ ’Ti» well,” replied the Member, “I’ll keep my present place; In running for tbe other I mightn’t win the race.” Repeating the Golden Text. The golden text for a certain Sunday-school was: “And the child grew and waxed strong in spirit.” Luke ii., 40. Little Ted’s hand went up like a flash when the superintendent asked: “Can any of these bright, smiling boys or giris repeat the golden text for to-day? Ah! how glad it makes my heart to see so many little hands go upl Teddy, my boy, you may repeat it; and speak good and loud, that all may hear.” And they all heard this: “And the child grew and waxed strong in spirit like two-forty. Oh, softly the lover did lute on his lute, neath tie pale, gentle light of the moon. But he swiftly turned and began to scoot when he noticed the dangerous, large-sized boot of the man who came too soon! T his elegant house is not labgf. but it i« so well planned th»t it stford ample room for a larno family. Throw open the- double doors or portieres and nearly the whole of th»- first floor ie practically ono large apartment. A doz en persons may spend the day here without crowding- particularly as there is a large veranda, and fortr per son* are comfortable at a reception. With the core- uer mantels, Queen Anne balusters and rails, stained glass window over the stair landing flooding ths h»l! and parlor with beautiful lights and a pretty side board m view from the dining room, these apart ments are both elegant and hospitable and satisfy the- most fajfd.ous hostess. The kitchen is solidly sen- eratod from the rest of the house, communicating with the diniDg room through a convenient pen try,in which are sink, shelves and drawers. Iu the South where detached kitchens are preferred, the room marked kitchen is used fora library or bed ruom connectingwithother rooms hy double doors. Thi^ makee a delightful cove and airy arrangement. Ther« are 2 large and 2 small bod rooms on the second fl*>or and 2 more can be finished off in the attic. Plent^ of closets everywhere. The whole house is easily warmed by the one central chimney. 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