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oldenhacstrufla WALTER BLOOMFIELD W$C~ CopnMM wv kr Bonn Bnm'i Ban CHAPTER X. Yj Continued. I wo* born lu England In tba.yatt Christ, 1000, that rear being tba forty- flrat ot the reign of the Virgin Qaeen Elizabeth, In mg brother'* honae, where I Bt present Uve-whfeh Is naf, In tho. manor bouse ot Holden- hurst, hg St. Edbjund's Burg; la the . County of-Suffolk—:and am tbO young ' or ot the two soat of • Christopher riTucman and Barbara, bis wife. Tho two manon of Holdenharst, bestowed on mg family by the eighth Henry would have supported the dignity of a baronet; but my father, unlike bis predecessors, sought for no public em playment, and viewed with Insider* er.ee the acquisition of the highest hom ora by men ot meaner birth, living In peace and content upon his‘ paternal acres at a stirring period when the 'fete of his country trembled In the bal ance. Both my parents having died at an early age, my brother succeeded the estate and treated me with extra- ordinary liberality, permitting me share with him equally in oil), that he had—except' the anxieties and vexa tions which accompany tho possession ot, property, and those he generously kept for himself. When be took to himself a wife my brother abated nothing of his kindness to me, but I was deprived of much of his company. This event .took place In 1820, the twenty-fifth ot my brother** life and of mine the twentieth. •• Now It so chanced that Immediately or soon after the marriage of my brother I conceived a very violent and all-absorbing passion for a certain maid, who, even at tbo tlmo’I was so seized, I could not* but acknowledge possessed nothing uncommon In beau ty, talent or fortune. Nevertheless, fur some reason which remains unknown to me to this day I loved hep with an Intensity of devotion which might ho equalled, but could never bo exceeded. My suit was well received, and ono day. In responso to my request that she would become iny wlfo she sent - me a missive, couched In loving terms, wherein she professed herself very willing to accord with my wish, sub scribed. “Tour loving wife that Is to be." Tho messeuger who brought this gratifying epistle coaid hardly have returned to her ere I received another letter from the same source.' it ran thus, or nearly thus: “Think ot me no more—try to forget me. Do not write or come to me. I can never be your wife," and appended was tho signa ture of sbo whom 1 had preferred be fore all women. I knew not what to make of this, so pnused, thinking one of us must be mad, and endeavoring to decide who was that one, but I failed. Then followed the only occa sion In my llfo when I went where 1 bad been definitely told I was not wanted. I sought my promised wife, found her and talked with her, but she would not acquaint mo with tho cause'of her perjury, contenting ber- eclf with the assertion that It must be so. I loft her, not hating her—I could hot bring myself to that-but with a cynical, albeit Illogical, contempt for all women—contempt which I retained for many years after the Intense feel ing I once had in this matter had died out Shafts propelled by the envious fates against the young and vigorous do not often probe deeply, but for the most part fall to tho ground blunted. Not many months had elapsed ere I begun to consider myself fortunate In having escaped an alllnqco which I had recently contemplated with so much satisfaction, perceiving that a woman who will deceive one man will cs readlly deceive two or more men; so that when soon afterward I learned Of her marriage to nnotber my only emotion was sympathy for the man who had Won her love—that Is, sup posing that she had any love In bee na ture, or, haring it, suffered’ |t to con- tfol her In her choice of a husband. But contempt forwomcn had become Ingrained with me. I recognised them as maternal necessities, but could not regard as serious anything-any wom an might say; ntthc same time bold ing It right and proper to employ any means for their subjugation to my de sires I am aware that my conduct was as illogical as that of the apocry phal debtor who robbed Peter to pay Paul, but such It was, and It must be noted ns well as other circumstances of my career. With his usual kindly solicitude for my welfare my brother advised me to travel, conceiving that familiar Inter course with strange nations, and the view of distant cities and wonders of nature, was medicine suited to my malady (for 1 had fallen Into a melan choly moodl, and to that end gave me a thousand pounds, nud took great pains to furnish me with letters of recommendation to persons of consid eration abroad. The Earl of Arling ton, whose estate lay contiguous to the Boldenhursts, was our friend, and In the King's counsels It wer to help us much. The sly lert his aid, and pro- lottcrs to the English }at Paris and Constantl- to the most considerable fbo principal cities of It Is only necessary * Ify one—that ad dressed to Signor Pietro Simona, ship owner, of Venice. Thus provided I bade a tender farewell to my brother, and taking horse set out on my travels unaccompanied by a servant., ill eight day* I reached Dover, having Jour neyed by Why Ot Lbndon, quite safely and Without adventure. At Dover I sold my horse to an Innkeeper, who at first offered me a tenth of his value, and when I refuted It threatened to carry me before a Justice of the peace and accuse me ot baring stolen the horse, I told him he was an Impudent rogue, and that If I had the pleasure of appearing before a justice In his company I had Influence In my pocket anfitclent to hang him on the nearest gallows for so Insolently aspersing the character ot an honorable gentleman, whereon t pulled out of a satchel which depended from my girdle a passport signed by King James, with Bit Majesty’s seal attached. When he looked on this document the Inn keeper turned pale and trembled, and wlthopt further ado told out from a long purse as much money as I bad asked for the horse, and withal shared with me a quart of choice canary at bis own expense. After diligent Inquiry I obtained an Introduction to the captain of a barque, who designed to presently proceed to Calais, and he contracted to transport me to France for twenty shillings. It was two days before we set sail, and the barque was no sooner at kea than the wind proved contrary, and We beat about the coast of Thu- net In Imminent peril for a day and a night, t was sore slckCwtm the tur bulence of the sea, and almost starved; for my Inclination for food was but small, and the only victual aboard musty biscuit and sour wine. After two days of dire misery I was carried ashore, more dead than alive,-at Dun- klrque, where I recovered my wonted health very speedily, though I soou came near to losing It again by a sur feit of oysters and onions prepared for me by a fishwife ot that town. My clothes were torn and spoiled by the buffeting* I bad sustained In the barque, so' I bought mo others of French make, which served excellently for a long time, being exceeding stroUg, though such as would denote a French mariner rather than an Eng lish gentleman making tho grand tour. When I was perfectly recovered from the 111 effects of my voyage I bought a horse and set out for Fnrls, spending my money with great economy on the way, and carefuly avoiding such com pany ns I Judged might be dangerous, for tbo safety of my thousand pounds. Into which I had dipped but sparingly as yet, and I doubt not my security had an additional warrant In the fact thnt I was tall nud muscular, at any time prepared for combat with the best man In France, in this manner did I Journey across the continent of Europe, staying many days In the fine cities of Itouen, Paris, Dijon, Geneva, Turin, Milan, Verona and Padua, ob serving all that Is remarkable therein; and so at last came to Venice, fair city of .the waters. Inasmuch as Venice Is beautiful beyond the power ot words to depict, and I bad been traveling with but brief rests for seven months, I purposed living among the Venetians one whole summer at least, and to In deed It fell out, as shall presently ap pear. I had always heard that Venice was the most beautiful city of Italy, quite fascinating the stranger, who reveled In a constant succession of delightful surprises as he paced her stately squares and colonades or luxuriously gilded over the surface of her wonder ful canals, with sky ot unbroken azure above and historic palaces nround, and so Indeed I found it. Here, therefore. I resolved to stay un til I bad mastered the Italian tongue, of which at present I knew only In considerable fragments, picked haphazard since I had come to Italy, and I rightly appreciated my want when I presented my letters to Signor 8lmona, who spake no English. French eould speak tolerably well before I left England, thanks to Monsieur Fe lix Lamonte, who, when I was a pupil at King Edward’s Grammar School, Bury 8t. Edmund's, Impressed upon me the Irregularities ot French verbs by the regularity of his floggings, which were frequent and severe. Touching this Monsieur Lamonte, I retain to this day a vivid recollection of his skill In tying up birch rods (for he would use none but those he had made himself), of the graceful curves described by his right arm when he flogged any of bis pupils, and ot his boast that he could produce by six strokes a posterloral agony as exqui site as an English master could pro duce by a dozen. Though In bitterness of spirit I had often cursed Monsieur Lamonte, I bad of late had cause to think more charitably ot him, for he wps a good teacher, and I now expe rienced the convenience of bis lessons as much as I formerly did the Incon venience of bis methods of Imparting It was a great boon to me to be able to converse with Signor Si mona, who was a good French scholar, wfilch would not have been the case I had been Ignorant ot French. .When first I beheld Signor Pietro Simona I was deeply Impressed by hi* venerable aspect - His years the* num bered *11 fatally SB mine (id now, Which iB tfi uy seventy-ode, but he appeared much older, his vitality being sapped by bis Intense application to affairs of commerce In early manhood and mid dle age and by stress of recent sorrow, to say nothing of the natural ravages of time. Nevertheless be exhibited traces of a nobility of feature* and stature which an attenuated face and bowed back failed* to obliterate. The moment of my Introduction to him was a painful one, for be bad just re turned from celebrating the obsequies of his son, and his only remaining Child, the young and beautiful Anita, WM administering td her father such comfUH US WBs possible Ih the circum stances. i had entered the presence of the old man and presented my let ters before I was acquainted with bis unhappy condition, bat so soon as I was Informed of it I sought tp with draw until, a more fitting occasion shonld offer.' The fair Anita, perceiv ing that my business might divert her father’s thoughts from the object of his grief, wonld not willingly suffer me to depart; so I yielded to her solicita tion and remained. My boat was n man of extraordinary Intelligence, de lightfully frank and communicative, notwithstanding a quiet dignity which usually accompanies a combination of wealth and Intellectual power. Of bis grief he spake not, but I observed all too many evidences of It. After some conversation with him on general mat ters It was eary for mo to understand how this man bad from bumble be ginnings risen to be the most opulent shipowner In Venice. When I asked his advice In respect of a house where in to live during my sojourn In Venice the old man regarded me with mild surprise. “I know of no other than this,” he said; "who comes from Eng land with credentials such as yours must bo my guest." These words af forded me great content, and In Signor Simona’s house I accordingly took up my abode. November 18. - A thorough mastery f the Latin and French tongues helped me greatly In acquiring the Italian speech; sans snch equipment I doubt not I should have failed, for my method of learning differed greatly from what Isprescrlbed by the schools. Blgnorlna Anita Simona was toy In structress, and her lessons occupied nearly the whole ot every day. She told me the names ot things, and cor rected my errors of pronunciation, but of grammatical rules she spake not; I fear she bad but scant knowledge of them herself. Though no Catholic, I went with her each morning to mass, which pleased her greatly, for she bad a superstitious horror, of Protestant ism. And here I may remark upon the convenience of conforming to the religious prejudices of the people among whom one may be cast; It Is both easy and politic, and may be done by most travelers without strain. My days In Venice passed with great swiftness, as days of pleasure always Signor 8lmona was a merchant prince, and his marblo palace was a storehouse of works, of art brought by his captains from *11 tho countries of tho world. Bis kindness to me was very marked, and that of his daughter yet more so. After many weeks of dally expeditions to examine the won ders of Venice, In all ot which I was accompanied by the daughter of my host, tho beautiful Anita showed In many ways that she bad fallen In love with me; and this circumstance occa sioned me much disquiet. If I but talked with any other woman, or ven tured to express admiration ot a cos tume worn by one of the Dogarossa’s maids her pearly teeth would clench and her dork eyes flash. It was a great difficulty, and hastened my de parture from Venice, with strange con sequences disastrous to herself. I would not love her In dishonorable fashion for the sake of her father, my host; nor wonld I marry her, for I had previously resolved to measure the faith of all women by the perfidy of one, and my unreasonable distrust was a: yet unabated. To be continued. The Kind of Man to Marry By Beatrice Fa Irian ^HOUSEHOLD iffy AFFAIRS k M&JL STAINED FLOORS. Floor, that are ***•£**«• easily kept clean. The material costa RITKLY speaking, every gitl has an ideal man. Fortunately tor her she seldom marries him. Her Ideal is an Impossible person, With noble brow and piercing eyes, commanding features and dear knows bow many other soul- Inspiring attributes. She does not talk mneb about her Ideal, bnt keeps him burled In the depths of her heart and slyly compares him to every other nmn she meets to the great disadvantage of the latter. ' ., Then some day along comes Mr. Right and she forgets she ever * , t an q m i x with half had an Ideal, or If she thinks of him at all, It Is only to wonder how she could * linseed oil and a quart of tur pentine. A tablespoonful of Japan dryer put In the turpentine will make [lie aim us** -- - osk stain, take raw sienna, add over hare admired any other type of man than that represented by Mr. Right. c* as as a u saissassacu «s*j tj vn ****•» . w ,. t ov U ,vu npu M ne A tflblespOOnfll! And now, girl*, a word as to this same Mr. Right. In the first place the P fact of a man’s being handsome or plain will not add one atom to your married happine&s* I ^member once bearing an old woman sty. “My husband was a very plain man, but be was a good Arid kind provider* 0 The whole sum Of earthly bipploeeif does not* of course. He in the fact of being well provided for, blit the Infill who provide* well and “kindly” for his family Is pretty sure to be * gddd husband end father* The young man who Is gentle and tender In his manner toward old people. , children and animals Is pretty sure to make A good husband* i Not long ago a person occupying a very high position in this country sent j It dry quickly. Apply with a clean pnlut brush and «*«, “ doc. not make It dark- enough. After the floor Is stained give it a coat of Unwed oil. If the oil is reap plied once s year the floor will always look well. „ A KITCHEN CABINET. Tliosa who have small kitchen* will a request to t young man to walk with him on a certain afternoon. The re- | ™>s* wno na convenient, quest was an honor nud nlmost a command. The young man wrote courteously find a kitche . • qnest was an honor and nlmost a command. TUe young man wrote courteously .monstve cet the declining the honor, bis excuse being that be had toiailc nn engagement to If r°“ And them too i • w|(h walk wltb bis mother. Not mucb doubt as to the kind, of husband Ibnt man j husband or son „ n <jor the kit- will make. . tOOiS to fill the i Do not be dazzled by tbe man who talk! brilliantly and bolds the attention ! Chen table with drawers and shelves of tbo entire room; do not be carried away by tho exploit, of the hero who makes a brilliant dasb on the football field. Keep your eyes open for the man thnt Is manly and gentle at the «ame time, the man who I. not ashamed to lay that be doe. not like cocktails, the man who I. earnest and doing his share of the world’s work. When you meet such a man consider yourself fortunate If he offers yon his love. A good man can pay n woman no greater honor tbad by asking her to share bis life.—New York Journal. * , The Making of a Soul Strangs Doings of tbs French Army. A most remarkable feature of tbe big sham battle fought on the plain around Fort Vltry by 140,000 French soldiers for tho edification of tbe Csar of Rus sia was the repetition ot the very strategy and tactics which the British armies In South Africa long ago dis covered, at a terrible cost, to be abso lutely fatal In the face of modern rifles and ordnance. Against Fort Frcsncs tbo French generals directed a “frontal assault” —the phrase that Instantly recalls But ler'* deadly and disastrous experience on both sides of the Tugela River, This mimic assault, tbe cable tells us, was delivered in "heavy lines” across an open plain tbat was swept by tbo guns ot the fort. And, to cap the cli max, “tbe position was finally carried at tbe point of tbe bayonet.” And tbo men who did the charging and bayo neting were clad In uniforms of bright red, blue and gold coloring, by way of making the whole thing absolutely ab surd. If tbe Czar bat read M. Bloch's fa mous analysis of the South African fighting, which demonstrates that the day of frontal assaults, bayonet charges across open ground and bright uniforms Is entirely over, what must have been his reflections on the pre paredness of his ally for real war?— New York World. SeewdlM* Powder X«t. The chances ot smokeless powder seem seriously compromised by the recent Invention ot the Roman Gener al GlUetta. Thanks to tbe latter’s acoustic telemeter” It Is now possible to ascertain the exact spot whence the firing proceeds.— Manchester Guar- By Felix Adler HE common saying Is that man has a soul. I should like to amend thnt by saying that we come Into the world with a kind of phantom-llke outline ol a soul, a kind of shadow, which we can convert Into a soul. The whole aim and purpose of a man’s life ns I look upon It la to got him a soul—to convert Into substantiality that which la a ahadowy outline. In other words, the aim of n man’* life li to become an Individual, a personality, to acquire distinctive selfhood. This may be acquired In two ways. Intellectually and morally, and the work thnt we do, whether It be In busineai or n« a mechanic or In the higher vocations, Is the means of developing In us a distinctive selfhood. That 1» the kind of litany of labor that I wonld like to chant—tbat tbe glory and dignity of our labor, of our daily tank, is to give ua a aoul. This Is true Intellectually as well as morally, because tbat to which we give constant attention Is tho means of enabling ua to master some one little field of knowledge, to get down to bedrock In something, to gain a footing In reality. ’ The honest hod carrier, the sailor on his ship, the factory hand, as well as your.prlcst and your President and your statesman, find In the things they do every day the chance to become real, to get Into contact with reullty, and to lot the solidity of reality flow Into them. To get hold of things, to really know something, what n happiness that Is; what a sense of stability It gives to n man, not to be a borrower, not to get at •econd-lmnd, bnt to feel that somewhere we are masters! It 1a the dally task tbat help* ui to do tbl*, if we. look upon It rightly. No one can deal with real thing* In a thorough-going way without somehow dealing with them In a unique way. Every man’* eye* look upon tho world from a different angle. Every man feels things In a different way, and If be Is only real he will develop distinctiveness. Ills selfhood will become different from that of others, tbougb they be engaged on similar task*. It seems n most audacious thing to say, but it Is true, that down there in the counting house, down on tbe whnrf, down there In Nassau street, and not In the church. Is the place where the soul Is born. Your dally task Is the anvil on which you beat out your selfhood. When this year la done and merchant* take ntock and calculate their profits and losses, let them calculate how much they have gained In mental calibre, how much the problems tbat have come to them have forced them to put forth greater mental strength, or how much their experience has depredated and lessened their mental power. Let them do the same with regard to character They .will find that their true profit! or losses can be stated In terms of mind and character. What sort of a man are you getting to be? That I* the question, no are always looking at the outward objccts-at what we do and get. but the real question Is—what are we getting to be? Even n philanthropist mny be a loser at the end of the year. His losses may sum up greater than Ills profit*. If ho tries to work his pbllanthropy-ns many a poor fellow docs-by base means, by resorting to Improper methods. In order to compass the good ends. ,, It Is not the service the physician renders. It Is not tho house the architect builds- it is what the architect becomes himself while he Is building It. The great question Is-what kind of mind and sonl Is he building up la blmsel.? This Is my litany • n» -*-V —Verbatim by the New York Journal sten ographer. ^ v * for holding the rolling pin, spice box. soda, salt mixing spoon, kitchen knives and various other things that you hare been trying to find a place for. The shelves may he protected from the dust by a curtain or door. N’ow cover the top with tin, and you KlU find it one of the moot useful ar ticle* of kitchen furniture you ever bad. Marrying a Thing By Dorothy Dlx, The Most Famous Woman Humorist In the World THE IDEAL KITCHEN. The ideal kitchen should have large uiudotrii, through which plenty of light and fresh air can enter. It should have an olled.hardwood floor or one covered with linoleum. Oilcloth will not answer the same purpose. Linoleum is a warm floor covering, and, though not so bright as oilcloth, it is much more durable. The walla may be painted, they may be papered with enamelled tile paper, or they may* be whitened or whitewashed. The ofd- fashioned whitewashed wall has a' great deal to commend it. . The white* wash acts ns a disinfectant and thor oughly purifies the wall each time it Is applied; but It can scarcely be re newed oftencr than once a year, and cannot be cleaned except by a fresh coat. A painted wall can be scrubbed, but this Is a laborious process, and Is not llke!y to be attended to ns often as necessary. But a wall papered with enamelled tile paper can be washed off as frequently ns necessary with dean cold wnter and does not have to be* revarnished often. Euainelled paper docs not absorb odors or smoky mois ture as ordinary paper does, and, next to the tiles themselves, which, of course, make the Ideal kitchen wall, but are too expensive for ordinary houses, Is the best wall covering kitchen. Some housewives obji to enamelled tile paper on the ground that It Is nn Imitation of the genuine tiled wall, and that Imitations are in bad tnste. But, while there Is reason in this view, the enamelled paper !• so clean nnd wholesome nnd so mucls better than anything else thnt it seems to be the only thing to be considered for the average kitchen. Enamelled paper can be procured In designs that do not resemble tiles very closely, and some of them arc most artistic.—New York Tribune. .J^oUSEHciS- 5 recipes::. s t KE of the greatest drawbacks to woman's real advancement Is tlie senseless horror she bus ot being an old maid. Disguise this as sbe will, bluff about being a girl bachelor and the joys of a latchkey as sbe may, tbe feeling Is there tbat It Is a reflec tion upon ber attractiveness not to bare a husband, and thou sand* of women annually offer themselves up as aacrlflcei to Hymen. Just to prove tbat they can marry If they want to. Everybody will admit tbat a good husband is tbe best thing that can happen to a woman, bnt a bad one Is so much tbe worst that one of the great problem* of tbe world Is how to save tbe woman from ber folly who la marrying not for love, but to prevent spinster from being engraved on her tombstone. Strangely enough, tbe answer to this enigma comes from China—tbe very land that these misguided old maids bave been calling “beatben,” and In which they have been supporting missionaries by means of making pincushions and flannel petticoats, and knitting fascinators for church bazaars. In China a few weeks ngo n young maiden of high degree had the misfortune to lose ber be trothed by death just before the wedding, whereupon, feeling tbat her heart eould never be another's, yet desiring tbe dignities and perquisites of a matron, sbe was solemnly and with great pomp married to a red flower vase. There, in a nutshell, you have the solution of tbe whole case of the woman who marries just to bo married. Let her mnrry a dead thing, Instead of a live thing. Nor Is tbe Idea so startling ns It appears on Us face. Mnny a woman discovers after she la married that sbe has wed a whisky bottle Instead of a man, nnd would be glad enough to swap It off for any kind of a flower vase. There arc men so fall of conceit and vanity that their wives might Just as well have espoused a gas bag In the first place. There are other men so stingy and so bard to get money ont of that they might with advantage to their wive, be cash registers. The woman whose husband sits up like a graven Image all evening with the paper glued before his eyes would find a wooden Indian Just as entertain ing. A vinegar cruet might be substituted for many a sour lord and master without bis wife finding It out. while there are millions of men so absorbed In their business that they are no more company for their wives than a double entry ledger. , On the other hand, the ndvantngca of being married to a flower vase hus band are many and obvious. It would have no bad habits, It would never row about bills. It would never complain of the cooking, and It would itever go ont Bl *tency of thin starch. Take up th'e of nights. True, there would always be the danger that a red flower vase spouse, K “~' —” " like a human husband, might get fell, or go broke, bnt these are risks that a wlfd Is bound to take anyway. lb u word. If the flower vase Idea can be popularized it will give a woman all the privileges and none of the penalties of matrimony, and It Is hereby commended to the consideration of the women’s clubs. As * happy expedient Wheat Muffins—Beat two eggs, yolks and whites separately. Add one cup of milk, two tablespoons of butter, then two cups of fiouf sifted, wltb two teaspoons of bakiug powder and a ptneb of salt. Halt fill hot greaaed gem pans and bake In n hot oven. Raisin Cake—Cream one cup of bat ter, add one cup of sugar, one-half cup of milk, the whites of four eggs, one and one-half cups of flour sifted, with three lercl teaspoons of baking pow der, one-half cup of cornstarch. Bake In layers and spread over Icing used as a filling between the Inyers. Rice, Creole Style—Chop flue a white onion and two green peppers, saute with halt a cup of raw ham, shredded rather fine. In one-fourth of a cup ot butter; cook about ten minutes, then add n cup ot blanched rice nnd three cups of beef broth, simmer twenty min utes, then add four tomatoes, peeled and cut in slices, nnd one teaspoouful of salt. Cover nnd Uuish cooking In the oven or in a double boiler. Peach Cobbler—.Make a rich pastry or puff paste and line a deep porcelain dish. Fill with peeled and haired peaches, sweetened nnd slightly stewed. If desired. With ripe peaches, however, this Is hardly desirable. Drop in three or four cracked peach pits. Cover with paste and hake in a quick oven. When done break the top crust lightly with n fork and mix with the peaches. Sprinkle powdered sugar over the top and serve with rich cream. Cream Sauce For Pudding—Beat s piece of butter the site of an egg with 1 powdered sugar until It Is a light cream. Set to one side. Put a cupful of boiling water Into a small sance- pan and stir Into it one teaspoouful of flour mixed with n little cold wnter. Cook nntil clear, smooth and the coni for the misting man It takea tbe wedding cake.—New York Evening World. bowl containing the butter and sugar mixture, and while one heats It ener- getleally let another pour Into It slow ly and evenly the hot flour sauce It the beating Is not Interrupted ' the whole sauce will rise in a light, tramp troth. Season with vanilla. Ur*