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Price $2 Per Year. AMERICAN TRAITOR A Filipino Woman Won His Love and He Deserted His Flag, Only to Meet Death. From Manila comps lhe sad but true story of an American soldier who went out to fight the Filipinos, but who de serted his regiment amt joined the rebels to please the whim of a little, bewitching Filipino woman. His end was that which comes to many who listen to the siren's song, and as a traitor to his country, it was deserved. His name was Haze—Henry Haze, Cor poral Henry Haze, of the First Califor nia. They didn't know very much about him out in San Francisco, but one day he strolled in out of nowhere, pushed a dozen or so brawny men out of the. way, captured the recruiting officer with the swing of his shoulders, and enlisted. He was a tall, straight-shouldered, good- looking young man, with a merry eye and a knack of singing a good song, and a perfect genius for telling a good story. He “drilled” like a martinet, obeyed or ders like a machine, and took to his riile practice like a duck takes to water. The drill sergeant set Corporal Henry Haze down as a “first-class fighting man,” and every other man in the regiment swore by him. The pretty California girls who vis ited the camp of the ‘ gallant First” al ways managed to meet Corporal Haze some way. And Corporal Haze always did the honors of the camp with great alacrity and no little gallantry and de votion, says the New York Journal. When the troop ship sailed for Manila half of California was at the water front to bid the California boys God speed. When the ship went down the blue, blue bay, and past the island, and past the Cliff house, black with people, and out through the Golden Gate into the Pacific, Henry Haze stood on deck with his com rades. He lifted his cap. “Boys,” he said, "it’s God’s country. California, and God smiled when he made it. But we'll make it proud of us.” And the men in the group about him answered after the man ner of California and said: “You bet.'” By and by the ship reached Manila. ■ 'c r.iert ueni ^ shore and began tt' 3 life interesting. There were things to see in Manila. Men and women, and cus toms and manners, not like unto those of any other known lands, for a mixture of black and white and brown and yellow in a man’s blood makes him do strange and curious deeds. There are many kinds .f women in Manila. There are Spanish women there: thes* wear mantillas and they flirt with their eyes. There are Japanese women there: and they flirt with their fans, cunningly moved with a supple twist of a plump wrist. There are English and French women there: they are very pale and quiet and do not leave the house alone. There are black women there, who wear a linen gir dle and a bracelet. .And there is a woman there who is part Spanish and part native and part French, and she is neither yel low nor black nor white—she is brown, like a shining brown leaf in autumn, and she wears a loose robe and a rose in her hair, and she flirts with the eyes like the Spaniard, and with the fan like the Japanese, and she can wheedle like a French woman, and she has a cat-like swing of the hips that she got with the strain of black blood. She is called Chi- quita, which being interpreted means “little”—and little she is. and supple, and slender and round, and wicked and know ing, and full of all arts and subtleties for the undoing of men. Especially can she dance the fandango. Corporal Henry Haze met Chiquita the very first day he landed at Manila. She looked at him and sighed. He looked at her and laughed. The next day Corporal Haze was sauntering around a narrow turning. He met Chiquita. He lifted his cap and smiled. She opened her big eyes et him and swept past him like an insult ed duchess. Tn the evening when the band plays and Manila comes out to say “How do you do?” Corporal Haze met Chiquita again. She stood under a tree peppered all over with sickly yellowish blossoms. A man introduced Corporal Haze to Chiquita. Corporal Haze bowed. Chiquita stared at him. “I don’t like men who laugh,” she said. Three days after that Corporal Haze was humming a queer little fandango tune with a jarring note in ft, like the buzz of an angry rattlesnake. A little Frenchman, who was sitting under a tree close by. lifted his eyebrows. “You must take eare of your friend, the young man with the eyes that laugh,” he said to a “First” map, who was with him. “He is singing the song of Chiquita.” “The song of Chiquita,” said the “First” man. “What’s that?” The little Frenchman smiled. “Do you know the snake that rattles?” he said. “Chiquita—some of us call her by that name—and (he song lie is singing, your friend there, that is the warning she gives, like the rattle of the snake. I had a friend who killed himself for her, and there is a man hurled in the graveyard up there. He was killed with a knife. It is said he heard the song too often. It did not agree with him. The negroes say she is a voodoo.” The “First” man laughed. “I guess Haze can take care of himself.” he said. “I don’t care for coons my own self, but every man to his taste.” After that Corporal Haze was only at the camp at duty hours. When the men of the First got around anil grumheld at the climate and found fault with the ra tions, and wondered how long they were going to lie caged up there to stare a 1 the moon. Corporal Haze was never there. When they were homesick and sang songs of California Corporal Haze was not j among them. One day there was news at the camp. Great news. There was to he fighting at Iloilo, and Company D, First California volunteers, was going to Iloilo to help do that fighting. Every man in the regiment envied the men of company D. Every man who was going sung, at his packing, and every map yho Mi s -no* .Vdi’.g * ::i<OIU a'lfu . e‘c ' because he could not go. All but Corporal Haze. He turned as white as death when he heard about Iloilo. Some of the men looked at him anxiously, and one or them began to whistle “The Girl I Loft Behind Me” in the doleful time of a dead march. Cor poral Haze turned and looked at the man, and his eyes were like the eyes of a mad dened tiger. The tune died on the whist ler's lips. When company D made ready to march to the troopship Corporal Haze was miss ing. A guard went up to the town to find him. They hunted through every alley in a town of alleys. They went into every house and bade the dwellers therein search their premises in the name of the United States of America and find the American soldier who was not ready to go to Iloilo with his company. The Amer ican soldier could not be found. On the way back to the troopship the corporal’s guard met the little Frenchman who had sat under a tree and looked at Corpora! Haze that clay in the shade. The little Frenchman stopped. “Do you search for some one?” ho said. The corporal in charge of the guard drew up his men and saluted. “Yes. sir,” he said. “We search for ” The little Frenchman did not wait for the corporal to finish his sentence. “For the young man who knows the rattle song. Yes?” he said. “Chut. It is of no use to look for him. He is singing with Chiquita. He has forgotten every thing but the song of the rattling snake.” The troopship sailed without Corporal Haze, and the soldiers that stayed at Ma nila spent ail their spare time trying to find tiie deserter, but they never found him. The soldiers who stayed at Manila be gan to be busy. There were riots and rumors of riots. And one day the Fili pinos came out of the swamps and swoop ed down on the American lines. The Americans were ready for them. The NEW YORK’S DINNER CONTROVERSY. While not so intended, much amusement has been furnished by the controversy over the celebration in New York of Jefferson’s birthday. Other reasons than the juice per plate caused the trouble, hut the public will remember it as a battle between the “one dollar dinner” and the “fen dollar dinner.” Eugene V. Brewster and Perry Belmcnt, respectively, have been the chief sponsors of the two dinners. New York is the happy hunting ground of the Bohemian bachelor girl. Bos ton has cheap apartments, it is true, but' the rareified atmosphere is uncon genial to the warm. impulsive na ture of the young woman who enters Bohemia because she must or starve. Philadelphia—perish the thought—is con ventional to a degree, known on the ther mometer of fate as “impossible.” Chi cago is too rapid. Baltimore too slow and Washington only a panorama .if <j; t TIIE PRINCESS SALM SALM. Princess Salm Salm is a native of this country and was promin~ntly identified with the Union cause dining the civil war. The governor of Illinois gave her a captain’s commission. She is the widow of Prince Salm Salm of Germany. Her husband, as a soldier of fortune, was oil Maximilian's staff in Mexico, and through liis wife’s influence, was made colonel of the Eighth Now York during our civil war. The princess will restore the regimental colors to the Eighth dnring her present stay in this country. Washington only a -norama >i 9)^10- • f. without by jars of milk and mysterious parcels; within by growing plants, which like their mistress, try to smile bravely in the face of hard luck. The window is at once a conservatory and a refriger ator. . A wnshstand, screened charitably by a rejuvenated clothes horse, covered deftly with Japanese chintz, and a bed which ft.ids away like the historic tents of the A.i-abs. comprise the necessities. The losses of the toilet are abbreviated in New York, then, when? competition is fiercest, poverty greatest and money most adored, is where the girl who must sink or swim in life’s eddying ocean sets up her lares and penates in the form of plas ter casts and summer sketches. There she finds a little rest in some old-fash ioned mansion which saw beauties and belles i;i its heyday, but now is only a rookery for birds of passage, under tiie name of a furnished-room house. From her attic window sin* can see chimneys and sky. Up there tiie air is pure, the city farther away and heaven nearer. iier window sill is adorned California First was in the thick of the ; light The regiment went whooping and cheering into its first charge. The Filipinos scattered like chaff before tin? wind. But the Californians found them lying dead in rows and huddled heaps. A white man lay in a pool of water. He had led the charge. He were a ragged, tatterdemalion uniform of a lieutenant of the Filipinos. One of the Americans stopped to look at him. The white man opened his cy *s and tried to sit up. Something rattled in his throat. Ho waved his hand in a foolish gesture, like tiie twist of a woman’s hand in the fandango. “He’s trying to sing,” said the boy lieu tenant. “It’s the deserter,” said the man from company D. The white man laughed a little and then he groaned, and then he lay very still. “Dead,” said the li111-• lieutenant. “And good riddance,” said the man from company D. \nd he was dead, riddled with bullets of his own company, from his own regi ment. And the men who had come from California with him vent away and left him lying in the water, with his face to the tropic sun and with the hlaek vul tures circling over him. And that is what happened to the soldier who threw.away the flag of his country to please a little brown Philippine woman. The little brown Philippine woman is in Manila now. But she sings her buzzing fan dango songs to r.o more American sol diers. They do not like the rattle of the castanets. - ■ \ V' . -rl;.,, , limes D11 Barry and Reea- rnter. but none the le’ss re freshing to the ingenious genius who presides there. She is so free, yet so busy; so much a gypsy, yet so much a housewife. And it is such fun to have company in Bohemia! The wits are spurred and the heart touched over the frugal board. And what a wife she wil make some fine day, this bachelor girl! How cheery and sweet, how tender and true, yet with a level head and a strong will—fit mate for the 0110 "'ho wins her. She will ' ' not wed any pusillanimous n ’ an —of that you may be sure—only one of the fighting y cnn 'tuerors. CONTENTS. Page 1.—American Traitor —The Bachelor Girl—Value of Husbands. Page 2.—With Lee in Y r irgin- ia, serial. Page 3.—Great South: News Notes—Weclaunee— Stones and Minerals of the South —Bill Arp’s Letter—A Pro gressive Town. Page 4.—Our Household: Here and There—In the Li brary Corner—Tribute from a True Friend—A Sketch from Life—The New South —Our Letter Box. Page 5.—‘Household Continu ed: A Trip to Canada—With the Poets—A Betrousered Biped—A Talented Woman. Page 6.—War as a Tonic to Literature—Some Prolific Authors—Don’t Be Fussy— The Mother of Loubet— Watching Each Other— Non-Treating C!ubs—Ch ok- ing Easily Managed—Ste phen Crane Under Fire—A Calendar Complication— History Contest. Page 7.—Some Georgians of Our Day, second install ment. Page $.—Our Boys and Girls: A Unique Entertainment— Just for a Kiss—Jack the Inventor. Page 9.—l’ouths’ Page Con tinued: Sunday School Les son—The Puzzler. Page 10.—Confederate Vets’ Page: Memorial Day—The Blue and the Gray— Charleston Reunion—Bat tleship Named Georgia— Jeff Davis Camp Elects a Sponsor—Opened the Fight —Old Libby Prison—Mc Kinley Will Be Present— Senator Jones’ Prayer. Page 11.—The Glass Dagger, conclusion. Page 12.—Advice to Parents, Dr. Talmage’s Sermon. VALUE OF HUSBANDS The Latest Quotations as Given by Decisions in Recent Breach=of= Promise Suits. CONFEDERATE MONUMENT TO BE UNVEILED AT CHICKAMUGA NATIONAL PARK, MAY 4. Men of the present day are beginning to realize that a promise of marriage is a serious affair. Maidens’ hearts are not to be dealt with ligthiy nowadays. The modern young woman whose affections have been trifled with betakes herself to the law in lien of the convent of former days, and demands cash as a balm for her shattered faith instead of prayer, medita tion apd poetry. During the last few weeks an unusual number of breach of promise cases has come before the courts. In none are the circujnstances, conditions or damages claimed in any way similar. There is the breach of promise case of Miss Mary Gale, housekeeper for Profes sor W. R. Dobbyn, editor of The Pro gressive Age, against Franklin N. Miner, principal of the State Reformation school at St. Cloud. Minn. Tile young woman sues for $5,000, asserting that she became engaged to marry Professor Miner in Min neapolis August II, and that the contract was made in the presence of her foster father, Professor Dobbyn. Miner married another in Willmer September 11. He says that although he had mentioned mat rimony to Miss Gale it was done purely in an abstract and not a specific case, and that, moreover, as she was not a church member he could not think of making her his wife. The jury. However, sided with Yliss Gale and decreed that her devout and re creant lover shoulel deliver $1,000 to the plaintiff. Mrs. Nellie Wallace, one of the belies of San Francisco, on Deccfnber (>. 1S9S, filed a suit for breach of promise. Frank J. Capitain, one of Los Angeles's best known capitalists, was the defendant. Mrs. Wallace named $50,000 as the amount which she would cheerfully accept instead of a husband in the person of Mr. Capi- tain. The engagement, according to Mrs. V. Uace. iCPk | k”’- !\ii. Ann me a•■idlrv ceremony was ar ranged for April 12, 1S9S. The trousseau was ready, but the bridegroom was not. whereupon, after giving him sufficient time to retrieve himself, and failing, Mrs. YYailace appealed to the law. As the young woman is most attractive and popular, the conduct of the recreant lover is severely criticised. He himself denies that there ever was any engagement be tween himself anil the plaintiff, for the very good reason that he is already sup plied with one wife and is quite satisfied with the experiment. _ Two dollars a week does not sound an extravagant amount to place upon dis- appointe*d hopes and a blighted life. Yet when the date of the estrangement is placed twenty-two years back and the plaintiff demands $2 a week satisfaction for the time intervening, then the price at which a woman values a husband be comes the very respectable sum of $2 - 500. This is the amount awarded Miss Sonhie Gehring, of Reading, Pa., in her suit against one Daniel Mayer, baker by trade. Away back in IS73, when Miss Geh ring was but twenty years old, she be came engaged to Mayer, with the under standing that the marriage was not to take place until after the death of his feeble and widowed mother. The embarrassing condition of affairs which ensued was that the old lady grew daily stronger and seemed to have found the secret of the elixir of life. Years rolled on and Miss Gehring began to have dim forebodings of the futility of waiting for a dead woman's shoes. At last, however, in 1897, a mortal illness befell Mrs. Ylayer. and, much against her will, she died. Then Miss Gehring nat urally looked for the reward of her long waiting. The lover by ths time had ar rived at the good age of fifty, and his sweetheart was not far behind. Never theless, a day was set for the wedding and preparations went on apace. As the day approached, sad to relate, the cour age of the prospective bridegroom oozed and departed and he hogged a. postpone ment, finally admitting that he had be come so used to his state of single bless edness that he could not bring himself to the thought of a change. Miss Gehring. wisely considering that she had wasted many good opportunities for “bettering and settling herself in life.” while waiting the pleasures of her early lover, demanded legal redress, and Mr. Mayer humbly and ungallantly re plied that he would rather pay than marry. In his defense, however, he claimed that he had simply been “keep ing company” with Miss Gehring, with no intentions of matrimony. The jury, to their credit be it said, awarded Miss Gehring. on the first ballot, the full amount for which she brought suit, thus establishing the value of a husband at $2 per week. A refreshing change in the usual or der of breach of promise cases developed in Chester. ,Pa., when Erastus Johnson, an aged negro of sixty-three years, filed a suit against his lady love, Emmeline Thompson, a belle of sixty. Erastus told the alderman that he had been courting the lady of his affections for seven years, and that she finally had exhibit ed the fickleness usually ascribed to the frailer sex, and had “changed her mind.” "Judge,” said the disappointed lover. "Miss Johnsing done declar’ that she’d marry me this heah day, and' she now done and got the nigger in her an’ won't have the cehemony perfohmed, an’ I want the law foh to make her hab me.” When Emmeline found, however, that there was a prospect of her being obliged to pay good money for not keeping her word, she declared, “Ole Rastus ain’t wuth iosin’ a nickel for. I'll marry him befoah I'll pay a picayune.” Miss Tillie Wagner, of Philadelphia, ,claims nfce bos 'os' n \ foxtup^ ■ well*as afhiisnand in tiie failure W Dr. Robert H. Mackenzie, a recent graduate of the University of Pennsylvania, to keep his promise of marriage to her. Miss Wagner seeks to recover $13,000 damages from the doctor on the ground that in addition to the disappointment which overwhelmed her she had spent $2,t00 in helping the young physician to complete his education, thinking it a i good investment to increase the value of her future husband. After his graduation the doctor refused to keep his word. There is no decision yet. A new ruling in breach of promise cases was made December 7 by Judge Schuchman. New York city, who or dered that the plaintiff must prove her character damaged to the amount claim- ed. The case which called forth this rul ing was that of Miss Blanche F. Bur nell, who is bringing suit against Wil liam F. Coles, a wealthy young man of good social position, for the amount of $50,000 damages. Yliss Burnell is required to prove that she possesses a character worth the amount of money claimed. The wedding day of Miss Burnell and Mr. yoles was fixed for November 27. 1897. but was indefinitely postponed by Mr. Coles, who, when sued by Miss Bur nell. gave as his defense allegations against the young woman’s character. If Yliss Burnell can prove these charges false, she claims that $50,000 is small re compense for the attacks upon her good pame, without considering the breach of Contract of marriagt. A complicated suit was brought in Rock Island, 111., a few weeks ago. Mrs. Mary Ann YlcDermott two years before brought a breach of promise suit against Matthias Schncll in the. Rock Island courts for $75,000 damage^.' Mrs. YlcDer mott says she was induced to withdraw her suit, having been entrapped into a marriage with another man hired by Sehnell. As the supposed husband had married another woman, Mrs. McDer mott decided to renew her former suit against Sehnell. BRIGADIER GENERAL HARRISON GRAY OTIS. “The pen is mightier than the sword,” said Bnlwer-Lytrton, bnt Brigadier General Harrison Gray Otis seems to do well with both theso mighty weapons. He commands a brigade in the Philippines and owns a paper in Los Angeles, Cal. A Manila corre spondent says: “When not fighting General Otis is writing dispatches for his paper.” ** % f#* i p Vs”