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VOICES OF THRW
r fett the breati of the expiring yea*
1 jn the moaning breeze, and to my
pass
sight twerea frozen tear,
glistened each star, as
Upon the mote and lonesome face of
Night.
Time, in our breasts, that slumbers not nor
sleeps,
jlarks the taint murmur of eternity,
As ever round with rhythmic Impulse
sweeps
gweetjittleeddy of the Life to be.
We look, and lo! afar doth stretch the deep
With ebb ami-flow amid the storm and
calm, heaven’s
E n ;.ing its -thunderous praises to
steep,
Or -hating to the sbore a lowly psalm;
While in the earn that hear, from little
hearts
That shrink and swell as with imprisoned
love,
Steal o’er the siilenee of their inmost parts j
The nearer echoes of a voice above.
_Xhomas Harknass, In Chambers s Journal,
an agreeable mistake
HEN I left the
University I had,
as in duty bound,
to go through my
course of military
service, and in
due time found
myself enrolled
as a soldier in an
infantry regiment
then stationed at
the town of Tor
gan, in Thmpngia. extremely kind
The officers were to
me, and invited me to become a mem
ber of the dab they had formed among
themselves, so that I was soon quite
at home. In the morning there was
the everlasting “Eight, left! right,
left!”—at dinner the soothing per¬
fume of the “Maibohle,” and in the
evening dreamy repose and excellent
cigars in the shady Casino gardens.
The civil and military society usual min¬
gled freely, contrary to the
custom, and the legal world and snch
landed proprietors as lived in the
neighborhood made themselves par¬
ticularly agreeable..
The chief magistrate, old Herr Ham¬
mer, was President of the club. He
played a good, game of bowls, and
kept the whole company entertained
with his cheerful fund of humor. Of
course I was presented to him,' and he
recognized in me the son of his old
comrade in University and Volunteer
days. He was delighted to see me,
and at the close of the evening he
took me across the gardens to the
Casino veranda, where his wite and
daughter were drinking true Thnr
ingian mocha with a number of other
ladies. I was presented to the fair
circle. Fran Hammer was still a pret¬
ty woman; she knew my good mother,
greeted me with warmth, and togged
me with charming friendliness to come
and pay her a visit as soon as my mil¬
itary dnties would allow.
“No stiff evening call, dear Herr
Eisenstein, I beg! When yon have
no better way of spending yozr even¬
ing, then come in and see ns and have
a cup of tea with us. ”
I thanked Fran Hammer for her
friendly invitation, and decided at
onoe to tike advantage of it. Had I
not looked into the bine eyes of the
magistrate’s the seventeen-year-old daugh¬
ter, fair Agnes? Did I not read
in those liquid depths that a visit
from me would not to entirely disa¬
greeable-to her? Of course, I would
seize the first happy chance that left
me free to spend an evening in her so¬
oiety.
The happv chance did not occur for
some days, bat at length I had a free
evening and called decided to make prompt
use of it. I my soldier servant,
who, aa the atern captain of our corn¬
pany was fond of reminding me, was
in reality my fellow-soldier, and sent
him in the afternoon to the Frau
Direktorin with a carefully worded
message, saying, if it would not incon
venience her, I wonld do myself the
honor of calling on her that evening.
After much explanation, Gottlieb
Feuerstacke at length understood
where he was to go and what he had
to do. In about an hour he returned,
giggling formed in an idiotic manner, and in¬
me with a scarcely suppressed
smile that a visit from me at 8.45
o’olock wonld to “extremely agree
able.”
It struck me that this was rather a
late hour ho fix for a sociable evening
call; in fact, rather a ceremonious
hour; but, flo doubt, the Herr
Direktor liked to stand on ceremony
even in so small a matter es tbe pres¬
ent. I thought no more of it; tot
when the hour e for departure,
east • few pookst drops handkerchief, of “new-mown hay”
on »y pocket above beating placed it
in the my heart,
and wrapped myself in ay greet mili¬
tary overcoat
Thus armed, I started off to see my
. friends, quite willing
not to con¬
fess even to myself tow much I longed
to behold the fair Agnes onoe more.
Torgau is a small place, and soon
enough was I at the house of the chief
magistrate. door
At its hall-open S' ’a
form, apparently a servant maid. She
conducted me into the dimly-lighted
vestibule, «aid softij, j ritJl a^ skqr
SStoS^dto^rato fSSwf
The Herr Direktor lived in a fist, H
by a common
gryasy
f hi !
•_ a-r-. ■'
’■
toilsome
voioe. - i * i thatSTwUl Le
other evening.”
“No, no, only be very quiet,
Corporal!”
. And thereupon she seized my
and drew me up the stairs with
warning signs.
I was utterly bewildered and
make neither head nor tail of the bus¬
iness. We were on the upper floor.
With a dexterity that looked
ciously like constant habit she
the door bell in her hand so that its
kle should not be heard. She
showed a wonderful knack in her
ceeding. She opened the door
before I knew where I was I
myself in the kitchen. Then the
rang, evidently in the sitting room,
whereiipon she promptly pushed
still farther into the kitchen and
me breathless with amazement to
about me.
A neatly-laid table stood in the
dle of the room, which was bat
lightly by two candles stuck in
bottles. I was still gaping and
ing when she returned. '
“It was nothing! They have
finished yet. They sit so long at
table. The master wanted more
ter.”
Then she reddened up, giggled
ly, and, with downcast eyes
•T am very glad, Herr Corporal,
see you, It is a great'honor,"
there she pansed, smoothing down
folds of her apron. She evidently
peoted mo to say something.
A sudden light broke on my
ered senses. I understand it
The suppressed merriment in
stacke had imagined my message
for the maid-servant, and not for
quality. Was I not serving as a
vate soldier like himselt? And
not a cook the object of his highest
adoration ?
I could have laughed aloud! The
old mad spirit of university
rushed upon me—never even in
joyous wild times had I met with
a rare adventure as this: never,
my word of honor! *
“flow very kind of you, dear.
the way, what is your name?”
‘Hannah,” she whispered,
downcast eyes. „
“What an adorable name!
nah.'’ I quite forgot all about
perils of my position and raised
voice to its natural pitch. glance, She
on me such an eloquent
ploring me without words not to
“them,” as she called the family,
wind of my vicinity. gently hither
Now she glided
thither, collecting and placing ox
table all manner of dainty
from the dinners of a week past,
ing them in tempting confusion at
disposal. Hannah
Again the bell rang.
wanted. She obeyed the call at
and presently returning placed
me with conscience pride a
omelet, with fine herbs, seasoned
bacon sauce.
Good Hannah ! What would she
do for a corporal? i4 '
But fate was at hand. The
room <Joor opened—steps were
in the passage. In another
the kitohen would be invaded,
thanks to Hannah’s promptitude,
danger was averted. With
presence of mind she laid her
coarse hand on my lips, blew out
candles at one breath,opened the
dosed it behind her, met her
in the passage, and conversed
composedly with her about
row’s dinner.
I sat motionless in the dark
heard the whole ‘ ‘menu” gone through.
The oold sausages of which I had
been partaking were to be sent up
the Herr Direkter’s breakfast.
“Good night, my love. I am
out.”
It was the voice of the worthy
himself. His wife replied: Where
“Don’t be late to-night.
you going?" They have
“To the Casino.
crab and fresh maibohle there
night” of the hand, kiss and
A pressure a
the Herr Direktor went downstairs.
The good housewife had ended
consultation with the cook and
turned to the sitting-room. Only
Bello, the taithfnl companion poodle— of
master—Bello, the black
sniffed uneasily at the kitohen door.
“Come, Bello, come heTe,
called hi. master from half-way
stairs. Bello did not come, he
still harder
ffi^ breathed* 1 1 ^VtoItted t do!S t stSfc“ l
again, and began to of
love reouiredrather toomnoh
sacrifice. .Although it was highly
^EsrsaSSsr* tomUtod I lad
d^TESL, H»n.h jSSSTto ttoi
bo,
od .odd nofW .1 aj
”od 7 on.UUU q o«t« of ,o
more,” she pleaded. “I most do
wsehing-np. The water is bot
Hera she passed and looked
at me. “If yoa would help me be to
things, then it would soon
i free after and we
tore. Ah, please
pi torn I Ypa need not be afraid;
yougauHi may always oome to
1
ir nly too
we* \ ires
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mg loud and narningly; heavy atepa ^
—a man's steps—came up the stair¬
case; the little-toll at the entrance of
the Herr * Direktor’s apart men
tinkled. A horrible dread seized me
—it was the Herr Direktor himself,
and, merciful heavens, of coarse,
Bello, the irrepressible and suspicious
Bello t He would make straight for
the kitchen, I felt sore.
“Is not Herr Eisenstein here?”
I turned cold as ice. -
“Herr Eisenstein!” said a soft, clear
voice, and how I turned burningired
with shame. “Herr Eisenstein? No,
he is not here, papa. How funny!
Why should Herr Eisenstein to here?”
It was the fair Agnes who spoke—
Agnes of the soft blue eyes, I felt
their limpid gaze resting on me even
through the thick darkness.
“Hannah, has the Herr Eisenstein
not been here to-night? Are you
quite sure?” the gentle¬
“No, sir, I have not seen had been
man this evening. No one
here.”
“I can’t understand it!” said the
Director, “I went over to Herr Eisen
stein’s rooms to ask him to come over
with me to the cafe, and his fellow was
standing at the door, and he told me
his master was gone oul;. I asked him
where. “Down to the big street to a
magistrate’s house.”
“Bello, come here. Come here,
sir.”
But Bello had entirely different
intentions, The wretch began to
scratch and snarl at the kitchen
door. He ran back to his mas
ter. I heard distinctly the sound
of his nails on the stone floor. He re¬
turned. I could not sit still another
moment, my left leg had gone to sleep.
I moved very, very slightly, but it was
enough for Bello. Barking furiously,
he leaped wildly up the door as high
as the latch.
“What in the world is in the
kitchen ?’’
Before Hannah could interpose her
stout form between him and the door
the strong hand of the master had
flung it wide open, and the light of his
candle fell full on my pale and agita¬
ted countenance. Wife, daughter and
maid servant pressed after him,
I draw a veil over the scene. I hear
once more the astonished exclamations
of the ladies, the sobs of Hannah, the
triumphant barking of Bello—detesta¬
ble little brute—and find myself out
on the stairoase alone in the dark
night, condemned to everlasting shame
and contemt. Behind me echoed the
scornful laughter of Herr Direktor.
Next morning Gottlieb Feuerstacke
pondered thoughtfully over a blue
kitchen apron that he had found on
my sitting room floor. ,
Many years have passed away since
that terrible evening. I am a general
effioer and a star adorns my manly
breast. A few gray hairs have crept
like moonlight ronnd my temples; my
dear, fair-haired wife has the same
soft bine eyes as of old, and she dis¬
cusses household matters every day
with good old Hannah. On oar mar¬
riage my mother-in-law sent her to ns
as general servant. Many and weighty
are the oonsnltations on the day’s
dinner. Yery often they cannot settle
on anything. will have for to¬
“Rudolf, what you
morrow’s dinner ? One does not know
what to order. Do, please, suggest
something, dearest!”
My countenance assumes a serious
expression i I think deeply for a while; I
it is an important matter. Then
I open my lips and say, softly:
“3avory omelet, with fine herbs
and bacon sauce, is as good now as
when—”
Good old Hannah has already got
her apron up to her face and rashes
from the room.
We eat in due time of that excellent
dish which I tasted for the first time
nnder the friendly roof of my father
in-law. Hannah gets her share, too,
a goodly portion, for now she has no
corporal to share it with her. The
children, however, insist on giving
many a dainty morsel of the self-same
omelet to Bello, not the original
Bello, but the grandson which—of or that great- in¬
grandson—-I forget anirnaL—From the
famous, traitorous
German.
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their bod:kfthe nt
ercise, may become hereditary in the
of become, general, the people
of the future wdl to very enrwos in
appearance. Their legs will greatly
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PLEASANT WTRBATUKK FOB
FEMININE READERS.
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thz mtmvA-noK of maud.
Queen Louise, of Denmark, who has
made a study of women’s nameB, finds
that Maud is not a diminutive Martha
or Matilda, as too many believe, but is
an abbreviation from the name of
Mahaud, a Flemish lady and Countess It
of Champagne in her own right.
was her hand that held the crown over
the head of Philip thb» Long, when
crowned at Bheims.—Detroit Free
Press.
HAST ANDKBSON NAVABBO INTERVIEWED.
In an interview going the rounds of
the British press Mme. de Navarro,
formerly Mary Anderson, of the Amer¬
ican stage, says she now looks upon
her old profession with positive aver¬
sion. For a few years she loved her
art, but after that the unnaturalness
of the life, its nnwholesome excite¬
ment, its glitter and glare, became dis¬
gusting to her. From the moment she
resolved to leave the stage her life in
the theatre became unbearable, and
since her retirement she has never for
one moment wished to return, She
takes pride in the fact that she has
never advised any girl to become an
actress.—Chicago Herald.
MEXICAN WOMEN.
Iftie Mexican women are smaller
than an average American woman, and
are usually very pretty. Their eyes
are their distinguishing feature. They
are extremely expressive. It is under¬
stood that they can talk with them.
By an almost imperceptible below alteration their
of the muscles above aud
orbs of vision the expression of their
faceB undergoes a complete change.
Their features are small and regular,
their skin opaque, so that a rush of
blood to the face does not change the
complexion—that is to say, they do
not blush, but whether or not this pe¬
culiarity may be attributed to quali¬
ties in the cuticle or to lack of arti¬
ficial means adapted to cleanliness is
debatable. Their teeth, as a rale, are
almost perfeot. In form and motion
nature, on her behalf, has added grace
to symmetry, but limited, her perfec¬
tions in this regard to but a few years.
She matures at the age of thirteen to
fourteen, is seen at her best at from
sixteen to seventeen, at twenty she
begins to fade, and at twenty-three or
twenty-four she is old. The word old
xneanB much to her.—St. Louis Star
Sayings. N
THE WOMEN OF CSHAKT.
In character tbe headdress is more
Italian than Breton. The ooif is small
and square-shaped, with a wide flap
hanging down behind and it is white
when the wearer considers herself
drossed and not in mourning. Bright
colors, chiefly scarlet and blue, are
often introduced at the side of the
head, especially in the singularity case of ohil¬
dren. But the strong of
the coiffure is the manner in which the
hair is worn. It hangs loose upon the
book of the neok to the length of six
cr eight inches.
The first impression the women make
is that they are all recovering from a
fever and a cropping. Their hair is
generally lank and wiry, like a horse’s
mane, and very dark. It is rare to
see it really gray, even on the head of
a very old woman. The short and
thiok locks are often without a silver
thread, although the faoe of the
wearer may be as farrowed as a block
of sea-worn granite. Baby girls,young
women, and old women have their
heads dressed in exactly the same way.
After her swaddling wraps, the child
is given the style of coif and other
clothing that will keep toddles through life;
consequently, as she abont in
front of the cottage door, she is one
of the oddest of little fignres.
In full dress tne gown is -always
black, but a brilliantly-colored hand¬
kerchief, in which scarlet predomi¬
nates, is so worn underneath as to show
a little down the front of tbe bodioe.
A small shawl, generally and bins or red
in tbe case of ohildren young girls,
completes the costume. —Temple Bar.
HOME MADE KIUONBET.
Lives there a woman with soul so
dead that she has never tried, at least
once, to be her own milliner? I do
not believe there is one I The fasci¬
nation of pretty “left-overs,” lace
and ribbons and strhw braids is too
great a temptation to be resisted, and
nine dot of every ten women fall vic¬
tims to tbe creative instinct that
seizes them when they view the ma¬
terial they have in stock and recog¬
nize the necessity bf mi addition to
their millinery wardrobe. Bat the
result of such well meant economy is
often disastrous. Tbe hat that should
to “a thing of beauty aud a joy for¬
ever” is much more frequently Mid a
frightful failure, and the rosettes
bows that appear so easy of manufac¬
ture in the shops prove snsree and de¬
lusions when essayed by the clumsy
fingers of the novice. Tbe delusive
idea that * small hat is the ea si es t
awra^Tisrsstrs there is difficult in the
nothing so requires abso¬
milliner’s art It an
lute genius in millinery to give the
effective the tiny
bye
; hatat
tbe w<
S.1 te
emsto
and KSiii-feiS.
a" toxin jo Decomragc
which to stow
odds and ends, and some _ ..
you choose, or are forced to home¬
made millinery, you will hare a stock
from which to draw in due of emer¬
gency.—New York Advertiser.
v * THE WOT AMD THE HOUSEWIFE.
Never before have women known
better how to discharge the dnties of
every-day life than now. Time is
found for many interests formerly
denied to the average wife and
mother, and her satisfactions and ex¬
periences are no longer limited with¬
in the four walls of home. Neverthe¬
less, while the home as well as the
principal home maker are generally
much the better for this state of
things, it. sometimes happens that
there is another and leas gratifying
side to the piotnre—which the amber may and be
compared to the fly in
the rift in the Into.
Under such conditions the hnsband
is first to discover that something is
missing—he ianoies he finds motes of
neglect in the sunshine of his hap¬
piness, and now and then he disoovers
the fanoies to be tacts. Distracted as
the wife often mnst be by the multi¬
plicity of household duties, the care
of children and the olaims of sooiety,
too little time remains for those
gentle attentions, trifles in themselves,
but whiofef all husbands are totter for
getting, and which many of the best
confidently anticipate. The husband
is doubtless always in his wife’s
thoughts; bvtt not, in the homely
phrase, on her mind. He is an ever
present consciousness, as it were,
rather than an exacting duty, like the
reading olub, the dinner, the laundry
and the ohildren.
A well ordered house, clean, well
dressed and well beloved children and
a proper attention to the* outside
olaims, cannot be had without hard
work. Idleness on the part of the
housewife is impossible in the aver¬
age family. In her own way she
works as hard as her husband, if not
harder. The average American hus¬
band, at any rate, makeB no oomplaint
because his wife is too good a house¬ he
wife to remain a sweetheart. Yet
sometimes misses the sweetheart.
Married people should never out
grow v the sentiment of the earlier days
of wedlook. The amenities, like the
illusions, ought saoredly to be pre*
served. Better a oold hearth than a
cold heart. better neglect of the
superficial than indifference to the
fundamental.—New York Press.
FASHION NOTES.
The brocade silks are nearly all in
two, three and four-tone colorings.
Elegant evening wraps are lined
with moire and with plain or brocaded
satin.
Blue and green and blue and helio¬
trope are two of the fashionable com¬
binations just now. ,
Deep oollars of handsome laoe, in
white, ecru and beurre shades, will to
worn with winter house gowns.
Hemstitched edges with the finest
of insertions are the prettiest finish
for the short frocks of little ones.
Hand-painted Dresden china but¬
tons look particularly well on Louis
XV. suits with a stock and lace jabot.
Silver has come into great popu¬
larity as the proper metal for rings of
curious designs set with favorite gems.
A gold wish-bone with the enda
crossed and finished witl| a snap catch
is the prettiest design in keyrings yet
seen.
The old fashioned ooral toads which
oar mothers wore as armlets are be¬
ing revived for the fin de sieole
babies.
Very swell babies have their dr
fastened wjth go Id fapttons, set with
tiny diamonds and ooaneoted by gold
chains.
An evening blouse of accordion
plaited white chiffon has sleeves,
crush collar and girdle of white Lib¬
erty satin. ,
The outspread Valkyrie double wings that
are worn in single or pairs,
give the headgear that they trim a
light, airy appearance.
White enamel cribs for children are
finished with bass knobs, and over¬
hung with oanopisa of pale silk or
laoe-trimmed dotted swisa.
A miniature surrounded by a floial
or scroll design of gold set with dia¬
monds, rabies and pearls is the fash¬
ionable broooh of the day.
Side-oomb headings of pearl and
turquoise, arranged with doe regard
to effect, are looked upon with favor
by the most modestly inclined.
A dainty cradle coverlet is of white
silk, toad painted in convolvulus olus¬
ters. Across tto front is embrodered
“A mother's skies are her baby's
eyes”
Black and Lincoln green is a favorite
combination of the season that has
about it an especial dash and atyla.
An appropriate trimming tor a gown
of this scheme is jet passementerie the
studded with qperalds in new
jeweled effects.
A novel toby rattle is at m
small gourd over which white china
silk is drawn, Md a face is painted lace on
it in water colors A little cap is
added, and the short wooden handle is
woaad with satin ribboe, which coda
in tiny silver bells.
•Tbs new godet pleats for
of
pleats standout in three at
from tk# shoulder,
in
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make ill-humored, irfi
The Louisville (Ky.)
a 16,000,000 gallon
A Cincinnati ph ; %
theria in his eye, where Hi
mucus from a patient lodge
m mm*
neat and dressy, iB made of was
or cotton by the aid of chemica**
An instrument at Borne register
Japanese earthquake, nearly a m
of the earth’s circumference awai
English oculists are intensely i
ested in the case of a Manchester wl
whose eyes magnify objects to,
times their natural size.
There were two total eclipses in.l o
sun in the year 1712 and two dm
This rare phenomenon will not ha;
again until the year 2057.
,
A very faint comet has been diao ov^
ered in the constellation Aquarf the -sSsje
Professor Edward Swift, of
Observatory, Echo Mountain,
fornia.
Professor Ghoost says that il 1
reckon the average depth of the ooei
at three miles there would be a
of salt 200 feet thiok in their haw
should the waters of all suddenly eva
orate.
Dr. Daniel Cornelius Da
who died recently at Bergen, Nor
_
at the age of seventy-nine, was th<
greatest authority on leprosy that
lived. He devoted his life to a s
of the disease. « V
Dr. Osier, of Johns Hopkins, Balti¬
more, Md., says that pneumonia can Ik *
neither be aborted nor out short.
is a self limited disease and runs its
course uninfluenced by any medicine
we might administer.
A unique trolley car fender is pro¬
posed by a Boston inventor. He ha*
taken the large revolving brn«he*
a street sweeper and placed them in
such position under the Car that a per¬
son who happens to fall in front of
the car will be swept from the track—
a much belter arrangement, it would,
seen, than sweeping up the remain*
from the track after accident; ' s
an
A new tire for bioyoles is made M|§§g| 'Mfr
the plan of the pneumatic, but
series of trauiverse rubber disks wi"‘
in the tube, dividing its interior i
number of independent air chai_ *3 •/..
a ._
Should one chamber be punctured
whole tire will not collapse, but
two adjoining chambers, being still
flated, will enable the rider to cornu
his journey until the break can to
paired. m*
The leaves of several
contract in a remarkable wajr to
lodging places for yonng insects
hatched from eggs laid in the sub*
of the leaf. When au -egg has
laid in a leaf of the chiokweed it <
tracts into a globular iotm ; the ji
per leaf sends out a small glob lea
body or excrescence, while the
the poplar pnta forth a juice
dries into a red globe. •*.
A CurloES pistol, Automatic of German Pistol. in' U
A curious
tion, is exciting the wonder of Uni
States military men. An army oiT
recently in Germany, seonrsd on 8
the pistols, only a very few of w r
have been manufactured, and faiM
ported in very complimentary k
of the contrivance, which is knov
the Borohardt automatic fHi
pistol. The pistol is cocked
and closed by the reooli of ,
and breeeh mechanism. wtoddm jtjgiiB
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