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MACON, GA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, APRIL t, 1891.
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THE OLD SOD.
Katherine Tynan In Boston Budget.
r *a* nnd far away,
aemb
,ed gardun xrnlt,
’ you *tT*: born one day tu syrlng,
r, the »uu lo- in through an Ivy screen,
ihe leavea ul tiio lilac were Urge and
gfeeu?
with It* Hn« of towers.
.Jd piilaml temple end stately
jtn-l the Hulf Wv"
per
i swiftly down,
J eking hl» *at?nm bower*.
SUmvbesrt flies far to an abbey grny
fire the dead bleep sweet and the living
** pray.
B . v , m|Iow chainp&k that Bnddhn !ore%
iud lotu - thedding her odorous breath,
Bat ths orauge
veiling Is lonely as death.
With no sound save the croon of tha mourning
doves;
In lovely Ireland this hour I know
How merrily homeward the mowers go.
The dalnled grass with the dew Is pearled.
And the cattle stand where the shadea are
long.
The cuckoo'* call in* hi* Rntntnar non*.
The angelus rings o'er a hawthorn world;
And e)v* 1 know where the lovelights be.
Are growiug misty with thoughts of me.
O a wallow, swallow, that land it far,
And aliuman body's a prisoned thing,
But you will fly away in the spring.
To our home wher*» the evening star.
The blackbird's singing in some green brake,
And my heart Is breaking for that song's sake,
Judith Armytage.
Julian Hawthorne in Chicago Inter Ocean.
Whin hr graduated from the tbeologi-
tit collect Geoflre/ Annjrtege thought h,
II I tdieiie cell to preech unto tbona-
ten.; Ht eftcr ptMChitiK to tb, pamli-
on.not Mirl for ten /«*n he ea.pecled
l. ,M on the wro»f truck. The bent ol
li. .nind »« sfecuUtiee end mel.j>h/»i-
„l rather then theologicol or religions.
He flittered himiclf he wei too etrong lot
orthodoxy; but. ■« truth, he wes too
,»k-he could not otter » llni*ht
tcarie. He bed merrled, metnwhlle, end
Jodlth wai lorn; eo he could not ftfford to
o»it the ministry. There he hung, be-
ieite necessity end inclinetion—or con-
nlooce, so be celled it—lor neeriy ton
♦esr* wore. , _ ,
A Hrangcr by thename of Belzibo canto
to M*rl on* summer (it wa* a pretty,
mountain.;™ spot) and tat in Armytege’e
church Lr six month* in luccemion. Mr.
Bcliibo was hard to make out. He wai
stout 65, shabbily clad, with a ragged,
“The Cedars,” standing on grounds 100
acres in extent on the seashore. The
house wts completely furnished and con
tained a valuable library, particularly
rich in works on the occult eciencee and
•pecnlative philosophy.
Armytage had raid nothing to Judith
about the "bargain” he had made with
Belzibo; indeed, he had supposed the man
must be jesting or crasy, and bad tried to
forget the affair. The news of the bequest
pave him a shock, only partially disagrees-
is. Here was a future of luxury passed
a his favorite but hitherto unenjoyed pur
suits. Nothing was ssid in the will about
conditions, but the whole thing was in
comprehensible. It almost looked as if
Belzibo had gone off and killed himself in
order to keep his engagement. But why?
m mpposo that he cared for Armytage
absurd, and aa for Judith, had she not
refused him with scorn? This was un-
# _ , __ comfortable, and then, there was the for-
jrfiiiy beard end glowin'* eye,, dotp eet tunc.
nniitr ihizcr eyebrow* He waa ol uu- «An unlooked-for blesain*. indeed I B re-
orAr lhaccy eyebrow*
uicil hiltlit, -ary lean, walked with hit
t. cJi dwped behind him and hit gro-
n*que visage thrust forward. His head
«u high above the eara and conical, eor-
trrd with abort gray hair. The top ol hla
riikt car had been cut off.
Nohody liked him or knew what to
Bikeot him, and ereryhody feared him
attept Judith Armytage, who waa then IS.
She treated him with a aort of unceretno-
uooiiadifftrenca, tail ha wart neither
ucslixr scr import •«.*, Thl. waa no-
licwwbl. bre.naa ordinarily Judith waa
rcurtMDi, aby end highly fmpreealonahle.
hh« weurd to regard Beltlbo not aa a hu-
mo cre.ture, but rathar aa a kind of am-
tnal—a thing without a soul—not a thing
tob-reepectel.
B-lzibo came to din* at the parson
one day. Mr*. Armytage had uied eo
years before. The clergyman and Judith
sat opposite each other at the small, sqaire
u. uiug uili, Ik'.iiko at Judith’s r!-b»
The fourth side was, of course, empty. Af
ter Judith had poured out the coffee Bel-
sibo abruptly said. “Armytage, have I
vonr leave to make that girl my wife?”
»‘You? Your wif*! Why—Judith—
Hammered Armytage, amazed.
*T have money, plenty of It,” the other
aided.
;, U> you know anything oi this, daugh
ter?' asked the clergyman.
"It U not worth heeding,” said the, quite
composedly. "There la yonr coffee, sir.”
“leu a tine man forty year* ago,” Bel-
tibo rejoined, staring at the vacancy across
the table.
J'i lilh looked at him and smiled.
“You don’t believe it? Looksaid he.
He lifted hie bony linger and pointed
aeruse the table. Armytage and his daugh
ter both looked there. Armytage saw noth
in*. Judith turned pale, half rose from
ter chair, and sank back with a low cry.
"What is the matter,my dear?” inquired
liar father.
Judith shook her head and moistened
rself to sneak,
it?” repeated Armytage
“Metemsychoeis,” said
he added, addressing
meet him egain; and
‘"X. are forty years?” ejaculated Bel-
*ibo, with a dark glance at her.
"1 knew you had just lost it,” returned
she, maimanding herself to
"What •
blankly,
fWluha grinned*
hr. After e pause,
Judith." You will
I will have you after all.'
/**»• had now recovered herself and said.
i don't believe in those things. At any
'»te, it would make no difference to me.
*ou are what you are, and 1 am I.” With
this »h* rose from the lahle and went out
'‘Really, thla la moat extraordinrry,”
flaimtd the clergyman.
“kei u« change the eabject,,' ssid Belzibo.
1 t»ke an interest in you. You have no
biHi-jeia in the pulpit. Your brain was
built for other husinesa. You want to
burrow into the obscurity of things. The
phuoKjpher’i s ons—or hermiti* philo-o
phy ? What is the noul? Wh%t the body ?
«hst their creation? la nature soluble
*£•1 to be rtcompounded? These are the
■ind of problems for you. (Jnit the church
»nd take them iip^”
"ft can’* be,” answered Armytage with
•station. “I have no means of support
' ut from iny calliug. We cannot do what
would.”
si ^* h . aw * Ws can if we will. That’s it
JVben I was MI killed a man—murdered
him.
"Mr. Belzibo!” protested the clergyman.
Ms jaw fMlirg. ^
“1‘here, there! It may have been a
®f suuide. And 1 shouldn't mind repeat-
it now. How would you like ten
tbousaud a year and a fine hoi
of your osrnf’
Bcllii »* y ° U rsnJo®, Mr.
"Li»ten lo me. Promise me to leave the
Tu pit and take up philosophy, and yon
•>»»« them. Is it a bargain V
tome, come, Mr. Beltlbo, 1 really
fcUibo struck the table heavily with
b»; hand. “I« it . hargaio, I *«y?” be
? i *.^ #, . or no - Ten thousand a year
, * •plendid property on eondltiou you
, J' lb* ministry. I am In earneet, yon
L«l--in dead earnest Yes or no? Answer
tB*."
«Wt know—well, then, yea, of
faltered Armytage, flinching nn-
wtaeflerce stare and fri H htened by the
•apwrirce wilL
B«[zibo leaned back in has chair with a
‘hackle. Then ke got up and, going over
^ ^ r J n yl»ge, held oat hie band.
‘its a bargain,” said he. “Give me
yourhacd. It's a bargain ”
pot hia hand,
‘rkich the other grasped in a cold, bony
clutch
II.
A week later news came that Belciho,
had left Marl nn the day following
O f akevw inchSewt, was dead, and ia dtm
•vrae Mr. Amiyuge waa informed that
in trsde of tome sort, but he was not in
very good repute. He had an nnusual fa
miliarity with the life of some of the native
people, and it was aaid of him that he waa
an adept at black magic. His end wa9
rather odd.”
What was itf* arked Judith, who had
listened with interest.
“He waa found dead in his bungalow
one smorniug, with a knife between hia
ribs. At the inquest it * was in doubt
whether he had committed suicide or hern
rtierai. The body «u uai>K«t tip In
coffin and left in charge to !>e buried the
next day. But when they lifted the coffin
to put it in tho hearse it wss unexpectedly
light, and they opened it. The body wus
gone and it waa never found.”
Tt hail been rtolenf”
Tt would seem eo. But the seals were
unbroken. Tbe natives said he had come
to life and got out by arts known to him
self and the evil one. I was reminded of
the story by your Mr. Mar.”
“He is not mr Mr. Mar,” said Judith;
and, after a pauie, she added: “You never
.l. i f I _* i j:.i
marked he to Judith.
“I think it would be better not to accept
it,” replied the.
“My dear, mocey is not to be sought to
the exclusion of higher things, but neither
are we to reject fortune when it comes.
This bequest puts the world at your feet
and leaves me free to study and—medi
tate.”
“Yon might, perhaps, do some good with
it in the church,” said Edith.
“I—it has been ay intention—I have for
•me time determined !o Uke the first op
portunity to retire from the ministry,” re
turned her father.
She looked at him with a startled ex
pression. “Don't do It, father!” she ex
claimed earnestly. “No good will come of
it. If yon must keep the bequest sell
“The Cedar*” and the estate and live hire;
use Ihe money fn the parish.”
“Perhaps. I will think itover. But 1
am geiiing oid. aou—ilwi* «• w'*hf*
reasons. I will thlok it over and decide,"
said Armytage, uneasily.
The next morning he came down to
breakfant with a ghastly look. “I must ac
cept the legacy and give op the fight,”
w*r« Hia first word* to hU daughter.
Judith glanced up at him and her face
darkened. But she made no reply, and for
several minute* there was silence. At
length she said, In a quiet tone: “How did
yon sleep last night, fa* her?”
“Did you see it, too?” returned he, draw-
t In hia breath.
•H It will make yon more comfortable.”
she rejoined, evading n direct answer, “I
am willing lo go to ‘The Cedars.’ The mls-
cbiel haa been done, and we will make tbe
beet of it.”
Bo to “The Cedars” they went. Indeed,
almost anyone would have done eo in their
place. Mr. Armytage’* sudden abandon
ment of the pulpit caused some gossip, as n
matter of course, and superstitious old
women declared that Belsibo wss no other
than the great Prince Helzebub himself,
and that be had bought the clergyp*—’-
■oul and paid for it in real estate and
But thL was absurd; for Belxlbo was n re
tired ship-owner, who had made hi* for
tune, years before, in the E»at Indian
trade; and. assuming that he haa a soul of
hut own, what should he want with any
body else’s?
saw the former owner of our house, did
you?”
Kevell shook hie head.
“He was a retired merchant in the East
India trade. He told us that he had once
killed a man. He, too; resembled Mr.
Mar very much; only he was a great deal
older.”
“What has become of him?” asked
Revell.
“He died here. His body war found
lying in that clump of cedars. There was
no apparent cause of death. But he seemed
to have known that he was about to die,
for he had executed hie will only the day
before, and had left directions that hia
body waa to be buried where it was found.”
They walked on in silence and presently
came to the cedar grove. It stoed on a
aandy knoll near the water. Beneath the
largest tree there wu a headstone, marking
a grave, though there was no inscription .•
on it. But as they approsched they saw a
figure stretched ' upon the mound—:he
figure of a man. It was, in fact, Mr. Mar,
who now rose and advanced to meet them
with a trail*. He was a fin* looking per
sonage, still young, with deep-set eyes be
neath thick, dark brows and a narrow but
lofty forehead. He was tall and slender
id his bearing was graceful andjnsinuat-
f.
“The gentleman who rests there haa
chosen hu place well,” he remarked. “On
a fine moonlight night one might expect to
•oe hie ghost there.”
“Ghosts sometimes walk by daylight,”
■aid Reveil.
“And do I look like one?* 1 ’ rejoined Mar,
laughing. “In that case I suppose the
prop«r iiilug iu uu i* tu fiiiUh iiiu lei
the living to their own desire*. But be
your guard! for though 1 become invisible
to the ev* I may hiuot you etill!” So say
ing, with another laugh, lie turned off
amid the shrubbery and waa gone.
After a moment Revell turned to Judith
and held out hla hand*.
“I love von,” he said in a deep voice,
“Will you be my wife?”
She looked searchingly^ in his eyes.
But—can you save me? : she aakeu.
He only nodded and threw hie arms
around her.
IV.
turned along tin
human beings and let those subtle uiy*-
terirs go—for you sake as muoh os mine!
It would be better to starve ao that to
Hvo with anything between us and truth.
Think, father!”
“My dear, your dLtrust hurts me!
Wlmt can I desire but your well-being?
And 1 am a better judge of what will
secure that than a girl like you can be.
Why should you he»i:atenow more than
at another time? Do you doubt my love
for you?”
.(lidilh tt!\7inn *t him S ffiW
moments, with n strange smile on her
lip*. He avoided lur glance, affecting
to be occupied with aom* papers on the
tabb. In those few silent moments a
great stake was won and lost. Presently
she SAid: “1 am ready, then.” and seated
herself on a low, reclining chair, a little
remove from tha table. She settled her
self at ease, folded bor hand* and closed
her eyes. Her father stood up and looked
at her.
The light of tho lamp became fainter
till the room was very dusky. A sound
like tho low, mellow note of a distant hell
camo to the e ir in monotonous regularity.
Judith lay motionless, save for a slow,
inward respiration. Tbe pulsations of
the bell wore like the beating of a heart,
gradually becoming lets and less. Tho
cheeks and lipe of the girl grew colorles*.
She lay Uke one dead, for
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the houM hr went direct to Mr. Armvi-t
ng.\ ecatod at hit table, looked up with a
pate face.
“I can waste no more time, Geoffrey.”
said the younger man. “It must be now!”
“Shwwill norer have you," returned
the other, querulously. “You might at
lead do something to overcome her an
tipathy.”
“Her antipathy ia half her charm.
Beside*. I don’t like* that fellow Revell
round her. Ha hae been spying on me,
and mean* to make trouble."
It would bo mot* trouble after than
before.”
’Not for me!” said Mar, smiling.
“Tome, I have waited a year, and thit’a
enough. I have fulfilled ray part of the
tmrgain. You are very comfortable here.
Do you wind to b* kicked out into the
wilderness, to starve to death? Do you
think 1 would let up oo you?”
Mr. Armytage groaned. “Why don’t
you tell her youreelf, then T*
“It will come more gracefully from
ou. She might think 1 was rornanc
The library more than mad# good the
account of it given by its 1st* owner ; it
contained everything in literature that
could make man a modern magician. Mr.
Armytage spent nearly all his time there,
reading and writing. This change in his
habits and pursuits seemed to maae a cer
tain change in his character. A certain
checrfaln*** and playfulneea of demeanor
disappeared and he became grate and reti
cent and avenm to company. But he
was evidently growing more profoundly
learned, and one cannot do that without
making some sacrifices.
On tbe other band it b difficult for
ciety to dislike wealthy people, ecitecull?
when one of ih# people is a beautiful girl,
living ia luxurious surroundings. Accord*
icgly the Armvtagee had a great manv vis
itors, or, in other words, J udith bed plenty
of admirer*. She showed a talent for
managing things, and the household af
fairs proceeded in an orderly and hand
some manner. Each gnest was made to
feel comtortable and aa if careful attention
were being shown him or her; at the earns
tiu* no one was dbtinguubed above the
rest. Mr. A.mjU*# was uniformly pro-
duced upon fitting occasions and middle-
aged gentlemen and ladle* were on hand to
him about his studies ami to express
interest snd appreciation lor all he esul to
them. Altogether it appeared'to be a
cmeful menage. ...
Among tbe guesU who turned np with a
certain persistence that showed a Uking
for being there was John Revell, a man of
‘JU aai upward, who had b«*n iu the army,
lie had lived a nomadic and adventurous
life oa his owu Mcoofit. audkad scjosrcfd
several year* in India. He waa dark, quiet
snd massive, with a large, equare head,
and eye* habitually introspective, but
sometime* gleeming out in a look of ex
ceeding penetration. He wonid pase up
and down tbe veranda with bb hands in
hb poeketa and kb head beat; be would
•It motionless for hours in a corner with e
book; he would.often converse with Mr.
Armytvge, betraying an extraordinary fa
miliarity with occult aubjetU; he spoke
littb of Judith, but be watched her
quietly.
One eummer afternoon as she wu
walking alone on a path bordering the
shore, he cam* np from among some rocks
on the beach and J dr.ed bar. “Who b
thb Mr- Noel Marf’ he askeJ he* after
some geaeiui conversation. “Uh# an old
frbsd of your father's?”
"W* have known kba about a year,
•aid she, turning hex bead away.
“He reseeab’es a man 1 once saw m
India ” continued Revell “He le much
younger then that mao would h* new. I
*111 of the dr ceased made hia heir lo | Hwre ia a etrwiK likenesa. He called *u
and a handsome dwelling Lvuev, | self Uartane. Re we* n tech man engaged
tara-ohthei . .
light-footed .March wind falters,
k full of Easter dowers,
‘And thaaltars-oh the altars!
iVherethell
Young anna
Bhcaves of roeos. Uly flowers.
■While each l>ut'. that bursts Its prison
Whisper* fJbtu our Lord is risen.'
, Sibilate!”
that the dining room is really one of th*
most important rooms in the Ik.uso, and
are vying with each other to make them
odd and origninah Here b the wav in
which a charming effect was eut-urud:
The wall wae roeered with that beau
tiful material calUl Gobelin flax, the
ground of which b a da k tan. on which
one b tempted to write “were embroid
ered,*’ but they wero not, they were
painted, immense bunches of grapteand
leaves in soft greenish gray and olivo
colors, while here and there peeped out
large aofuy tinted rose and leaves.
Overhead wa* a ceiling of ouckrum In
tint* to harmonize with the wall.
breathing had become imperceptible.
Armytage made a sign, and Mar
steppod forth from behind tho curtain.
He trod noiselessly to the aido of the girl
and contemplated' her with a peculiar
rimace, in which a sort of burning
unger wss mingled with an expression
of malice. But presently he shook hb
head and frowned.
“After all,” muttered he, “it b not
Judith that I shall get. but another
women. What b a soul? What will
become of her whom wecall Judith?
Well, no matter! Mske your conjura
tion. I will find means to reach her
through the veils of identity,”
Armytage now seated himself betido
Judith snd laid hb hand on here. “Ju
dith," he said to her in a husky voice,
"you love Robert Mar. You will always
love him. You will be hb wife and do
his bidding. No one else can ever conn
between you and him. Waking or sleep
ing, you will be bis. Body and soul, you
will be hb till your life enda,”
Ho paused, and they beard tbe roll of
tbe thunder, tbe booming of the surf,
and the rush of the rain.
“That will do,” said Mar. “Now route
her, and let ue finish.”
Armytage struck hb bands sharply to
gether. “Wake!" exclaimed be. “Wake,
Judith!”
But aot an eyeiasn quivered; nui a
breath stirred her bosom. She lay like
one dead. Wae ebe dead, indeed ?
“What does thb mean?" demanded
Mar, conspicuously. "Are you trying to
play me a trick? You might as safely
play with that lightning!'’
“I don’t underetsnd it,” returned Ar
mytage in a voice of alarm, as he mad*
renewed efforts to arouse her. “My
Ood, what can have happenc'*! Have
we murdered her: Juditui Judithi“
“You can not deceive me," said Mar
with a sneer. "Unites she awakens at
ooceyou will suffer tho consequences.
You snow what they
"On, God -Judith
you.
In*”
“I wbh you were dead!" said Army.
E , helplessly.
ir laughed again “Is there not a
grava under the cedars?” said he.
Armytage rase front hb chrtr end
walked to th# window which looked out
across tbe see. After standing there a
few moments ha said, without turning
around, “l will attend to it.” When,
soon after, he again faced about, he wae
alonei.
V,
Late that evening a great bank of
clouds that had been gradually accumu
lating in th* west rolled up over The
Odor* and burs: in a thunderstorm,
which rosred furiously until far into th*
night, and raised a surf which sounded
upon the ehore like the explosion* of
cannon.
The study wae lighted by a lamp pend
ent from the erfling, moderated by a
■creen of silken gauze. Army tag# and
Msr were conversing in low tones at tha
table. “1 shall take her away tonight,”
aaid tbe latter, “as soon aa tho cereuiouy
U over. 1 don’t like tbe looks of that
fellow, Revell. Do you take care to play
your part straight* You know what 'l
can do with your*
“Are you man or devil?” asked the
clergyman.
“A distinction without a difference,
father-in-law! Rut I am so far different
that 1 am fed by soub, as other men by
flesh and wine; without them 1 perbh.
But woe to him who cheats me of my
cfaoeen meel! 1 pay a fair price and ’
will ho served!"
“fthe b ccnslcg!” cxdairscd Armytage
in a whisper. “Oh, my daughter!"
Mar stepped behind the curtains in the
window aa Judith ectered. Tbe clock
■truek 11. The reverberations of the
thunder end the waves filled tbe room
with heavy, muffled murmurs.
“Do you want me tonight, father?”
Judith asked.
“One more experiment that I wbh to
try, uiy dear,” replied ke. in a depre
cating ten*. “1 can pro mu* you that it
wiU be the las** You have already helped
mo to discover se ret* known to no one
else. Your clairvoyance ia without
parallel. One more voyage iuto the
ether world sad wa aradone.”
“Father,” said Judith,” fixing her eyes
on him* “I am your daughter, out 1 am
a woman, too, with aw immortal eouL I
have given you a jower over me by
which you might destroy me if you
would. If you were to botray me, do
you think that aay gain it rnigbt bring
you would make yew happy* 1 have a
right to my own life wad loro and happi-
Vfili you not atoo hero. Ut us
After a moment of dead
silence, while even the voice of th# storm
Deemed hushed, Mar slowly raised his
arms Armytage started wildly to hb
feet, uttering a piercing scream that died
away in a guttural quaver. With hb
hands before hb faoe he appeared to tie
striving to fight away some enemy that
clutched at hb throat. He stsggered
backward, stumbling and reeling, till he
was caught in an angle of the wall,
where he crouched down, a chuckle of
imbecile laughter dribbling through hb
lips. Then an ir» hand fell on Mar’s
neck. “What are you doing, ttolzito
Sxrtane?" said the deep voice of John
Revell
Mar turned with a savage cry and
ruggled furioudv to freo himself. II*
waa strong and lithe as a ecrpwnt, but he
waa held by the strength of a lion. The
struggle lasted hut for a few breathless
niinu.ee. Revell forced him down and.
with hb knees upon hb breast, disarmed
him of the knife concealed at hb side.
Then he flung him off and confronted
hi n sternly.
“1 know your history,” said he. “This
b not a safe place for you. God sent me
to protect this girl I fought vou and
your wretched victim there with your
own weapons Now, he off, or 1 will
•how you no more consideration than
you meant to ehow him—and her!”
“Rut she b dead!” snarled tbe other,
gasping and ehtwrioic.
“No. she live!,” replied Revell, “and her
life in future will be safe from any infiu-
•noe, except from her own heart and
will. Awake, Judith,” he continued,
beckoning to tbe sleeping girl
“Th* trouble is past. You are free.”
She sighed, moved, unclosed her eyes,
and slowly raised herself on one arai.
Her glance, at first bewildsred, finally
rested on Revell and with a ami e the
Easter lilies and other lovely flowers
will today exptn 1 all their sweetness on
the holy altars of the churches.
Uuvually at Easter the moet plentiful
flower in bloom is the rich dark-red lily,
commonly known ai the Easter Uly. It
and its tnilk white sister—tlioee floral
twins that ought to be called “Snow
White” and “Rose red," have been care
fully nursed ao that their pure blossoms
might be reedy for the Easter offering.
The etatel * branches of tbe sago palm are
ili-. fear ia |kh uivor for church decora
tion, and one New Orleans florist hae just
accepted an offer for 200 such palm
branches to be sent to an Episcopal church
in St. Louie for its Easter adornment
Tho florist tins found some trouble in Ail
ing his order, and hat been going around
to private gardens bidding U cents apiece
for palm branches.
At a recent fashionable lunch given by
a New Orleans hostess five dozen calla
lilies, st uffed like boqutt-holdere with
lilios of tho valley snd delicate fronds of
maiden-hair-fern, were used as a table
decoration.
Thb deliesto snd artbtio dtsiga hae
caught op and will be largely repeated
for church use. A beautiful use of thb
idea in decorating a baptismal font is a
wreath of the callas neatly fitting like a
crown over tho lip of the bowl, from tbe
crown down the sides of tbe font depend
alternate ropes of emilax and wisteria
blooms, jrffhered into the conventional
hour gla.^ «*hn;e about the atem of the
font. TUid decoration can be elaborated
by the addi Ln of tho keys of the church
wrought in hyacinths, which are etill
cntiful, or in a ewoet olive, whose per
une b as subtle os that of incense.
A most Utarming decoration of analtar
table or lectern is a flat bod or icroll of
piuihio*. Trie |ian»y is really the floral
• bUm <•[ in 11 iulity,for UU* butter
fly turnoJ i..to a flowor, and pansies
should the: ifuro enter largely into tho
beauty or Luster decoration*.
In churcho* whero there is on nllar
railing nothing could be more effective
than a ;>alni Laf on oach panel, with
bunch of hli-n at the end of each stem.
Another artistic decoration ia a tingle
lily on lie Item, fastened on each panel
of the rail with ropes of flowore, fes
tooned v in and out acroM the enliro
breadth of this fringe of Idle*. An ar
tistic (letai of this decoration is to have
• very oil* Uiy a rea one.
A most >v«ly decoration for tbe cban<
cel railing * a row of palm branches laid
flat upon .• top of the railing and cov
ered nlon ue atom with a delicate
bro:der' bkmons. paaaiea un
49 "prlahi Ii«1m of whin,
or coils iiiiiee eel about tbe *%*• of the
. nmmuninn table U a moat poetic Easter
decoration.
II M Il.rt i-intom to doeornu* « n I'. iM.r
day memorial windows. If there la a
ledge the most approved design U to
btnk it with upright lilllea A frame
of the drooping purple clusters of whle-
teria blossom can oa placed about the
entire window, or a drapery or emilax
falling like a curtain from the window
and pulhd aside by a cord of rosoe, to
disclose th# stained window behind this
fabric of living green.
Fashion Loves Our “Rebel” Gray:
' of steel in the
ecrus and purer
both comic, aud'rod. wore tml«i in lino. I u^cialij'likodto »rtp'.in wooU, »ad
* — -'" w 1 d In lull, .od Ilk. tU.ui» It
trim wtn Iliad, but un un<le cornice M Gra3P> wUh j u>l . toul . h o(
iochm wid.wp.ratod the ceillmr from th. fim.htag., lo.elr, u tbe ecru
tide wall, and a picture rod wu. be bro „ n3 „ ith , Ujnt of , d
of ol to cod term cotta pink. croi*., » n d Iu tulle >od like tlwui* It
It 1. uot po-.lbl. to dcioribo the ellcct ^ U n.uuuotted by other color, but
of thl. room. One hit n» if .inndim; In nbemilr backed br eteel fringe., girdle.,
en arbor n-errun wiih luxurlou. ’J"” end puMmant.nm Kow .nil then a
hanging with lucioiu fruit, among which c i ustor o( ptnl£ roMa or , cuclde at
a wild rose had become entangled. cherr/ r |bbon. will peep out from the
The piper i. not cheap, but it U .o odd g „ y cloudli or , hin o( Uu# or blu(
and haud.umti it quite jiutsfle. it" aa d pink bnclielor'. button, will fMtoon
exprnse. I the folds of the more delicate goods.
Every one wants a handsome veeti- I Pure gray, with nothing to break its
bule. It is the first thing that greet* us misty, foglike enshrouding save a cluster
even before the door swing* open for our I of big white roses in th* coresge fold*, is
entrance, and thousands see it who never I a costume planned for wear at one of the
see the inside of our house. So the I summer resorts by a tall, stately woman,
housekeeper cannot be too careiul iu I with jet-black hair, grave gray eye*,
choosing the material fur this place to I and the bloom of the peach on her
have it handsome, durable and in good I cheeks.
* ... „ . I Quiet-going people must be prepared to
Lincruita \Y alton is the bretand moet ^ astonished at eome of tbe curious com-
desirable coveting for a vestibule. A b i nat ione of colcr which appear in the
verv handsome vestibule has, first, a now Blufftt (j r *y and pink are all very
wainscot of Lincrusta \\ alton tu a large j w# jj t |j Ut g feen an j *leux yellow
geometrical pattern tinted in bronze mo- ftnd violet n#e(1 lhe aoclutoni#(1 #y *.
talio effect four feet deep. This wains- Moat vIo i ent contrasts appear in the Un-
cot is finished top and bottom by * ing gilka| whioh ua KeMnaly fancy
bronied wood moulding with the same pUids, but not tartans Aa muoh atten-
metallic effect aa tho Liocruste. Above [j on u now ptiJ t0 linl M {Q #xlerior
the wainscot is a pressed oaper, a nob gtrmenU . ind#0(1 m of Ul# lioi
vory color, Re large railed figure# look- aro handwmer thtQ th9 ouUidd
ing so much like th* real ivory, it Is hard I r j a j
to belioiv it U not railly a*rv*d. io.t.a-1 KlKtrlo bluo, which i. now on, of th.
of an imitation. The ceiling U co.ered , llulu of tb , Ft „ ch bla „ (Fontt _
with the ivory paper and h “ » noy), trimmad with .toel, will bo both
Gntoh a band of tbe meullto wood which „ rJr f u blonablw and .leg.nt thb .pring.
finishes tho wam.cot No frier, le u»d, A „ rMn Te |„ t dnu hu .Ueresof Un.
the li.nd-om, waimeot rendering it un- Bedford cord and fall, onr tha tan .kirt
necessary. in broad Dlrectoiro panels, jurfectly
in papering, two or three pointo are pUin and lhowing tho tan .kirt all
w.II to bear In mind. I around.
Paper a dark room with yellowish
tone*. I One of the mort novel of tbe coming
A low ceiling ihould hare blue on it; «tmt coetuoe. for early epriag hu row
a high ona can bear oink, but pink ia of »«tor row of exceedingly narrow feather
all color, moet likely to fade, and » ?’f r ’"-T, 11 ?" o>ni«U hair, these
rough paper .od. much more aaiiiy than >»ni* baing laid flat and covering the
a smooth-faced ona »*'*t. eleavn and sldee, extending down
• I so at to form on thefabrto the shape of
It Will be found ai* roet wilhsmt ‘J'* 1 " b0 ”
exception that tho brightest talker in tbe ta ,teatlllir oa lh °
woman', world i. ,ho thl' read, the The little eun.hadea that turn on their
ntwspaper. Mott women rea 1 the deaths htndio so jauntUy, and which no ona hu
and marrlagei, and the aoc'slT column known quite what to do srlih heretofore,
and the sentationi, but vory few really I hive this year boen given a distinct place
read the news of the day. tbe literary | j n In y laay s idee* of UMfulucts. Tho
articles or the editorials. You have only carriago doty, to which they have been
to talk to a wotnnn five minutea to -Ind I assigned in previous summere, through
out whether ahe is a “skimmer” or tioL I an unwillingnoss to nogleoC them. Is no
j longer sufficient to display their elaborate
The art of the perfect homekeeper lie. a **’*"■• £ey now ere tjke Js/ulljl te
In her crmc.allig her elforu. To -h. 6 ^ ,1,2
uolnltialcd her work ..erne den. b> of '•'• ‘W, ^
fft emootn U quietly oreiy fo that mere ia I *x« repiao* sue feeiuervu
no reflection of it In th# serene atmos I those of lace, wired nroun i the «»<!ge to
phera above stairs, is every ! slsstdi t«3 !*CS —T the
the true houtewife Is mutresa of liereeli i wing itiflly upright. Thoao look as
Thore ia nothin* about ber of the reatke* I though they might have been torn from
spirit of Molidusta, “tbe tidy one,” “who I butterflies In antediluvian days, when
is anon and anon, sir, frisking »*eir in a 1 insects and other things took time to
whirlpool of bustle and contusion sod is I grow to their foil eizr. Tinsel wings
aJwayt dirty under pretense of teing I clasp tbe toque*, making the tiny hate
alwaje cleaning.” Neither is she “im-1 look like strange birds with folded
pertiuently nice.” but an air of comfort I pinions. Dainty birds are all of jet and
and rsstfulnesa and, withal, of perfect I are among th# pretuest ornaments of the
freedom, pervades her bouses 8 does I eesson. In them the bird lover mav find
not affect that stately lorualuy which ia I double g»allocation, as tbe graceful bird
the surest mark of tlie parvecu^ nur de-1 form is retained, while the real birds are
niand from her maids that servile defer- I released and left to soar array free and
ence that is only required by persons un-1 happy. ___
certain oi thair petition. Je| ftlrly d#rkenl lh e miUinerv liori-
»*• I zen—or would if it did not glitter so
seasonable DAlSTILS rOR THE TABI-E, I dazzliogly—*o much of it is there in use.
Jellied Chickens: Bod two chickeoe It Ulree all the old designs and countless
until under so the meat will slip off from I aew ones. Big bog*, with long lege and
the bone* easily, chop or cut fine the loager an ten ua-.eeem ready to bite and
meat and season with salt or pvpper if I edug every oae who cast# a rude (lanco
you use th« Istltr. Dissolve half a box I at the lady who *oau them just over
of eolatine in a quart of the broth or I her brow oo the tip-tilling toque Din-
water the chicken was cooked io for I deme, coronets, and sune bristle as never
lemons, juice snd rind. Stew the spri-
cola vory slowly until Under, and sugar
to trviko them quite sweet; uke tho apri-
cola out of tho juice and put them on a
piste; into the juic« put the grated rind
and juico of the oranges or lemons. Dis
solve the golatine in half cup cold water;
lat thla all boll for a ehort time. Take a
fruit dish, put in a layer of apricots,
then a layer of bananas, till all are used,
then pour tho syrup tbst you have just
prepared over the bananas and apricots.
Set it in a cool place. Thb makes a
splendid dessert, and can bo kopt a long
Breaks the Joyful Raster dawn,
nearer y*t and siroaavr.
*Vibt«r from thn world has sons;
Death shall be ao looser.
Far away apod sax*!* drlre
Night sad ala and mmIdmw;
E >VitirCr k dIa , f ErtWadneaa.
Open, happy beds of ►pviat.
rnr lb* Mill lias risen 1
Through tha »ky sweat voices ring,
Calling you from prison.
Nearly every housekeeper, as the
bright spring sun illumines her bouse,
bringing out every spot sod stain on her
wall*, la unre or leas interested in wall
papers, and a visit to our cityr stores re
veals th* fact that never before were eo
beautiful, artistic and inex|>ensiva pa
pers awaiting her approval aa ara there
now.
One feature of tb* papers, aside from
leather and Lincrusta Waltons, is they
■earn inclined to light lints and delicate
colorings, just the colors that tempt one
in spring.
Tbe metallic effects are found on all
the best papers. Copper and bronze and
a dull lustre like oxydized silver seem
more favored that bright gold or silver.
These tints are found usually among tha
beet quality of papers, but even the least
The Easier Service.
saw a little saint on Easter dsy;
bh °tlm» t iig(? il ° n#ar m# tho service
She heant each wort the prsachcr had to ea/
And lefts scent of violets in tho pew.
"^. Bt “« wlto pray to storied saints of itonv
it from tho niches hleh looked coMlr
down, *
When here beside me ln the new alr.ne
T here kneels a modern salat ta tailor gownf
I thought of rolden harps and angels’ wings
n while I watched uer downcast face bo
!■ fair,
An d ^ ( «be turned I markod *1110118 other
In woat cHarming way ahe wore her hair,
as the anthem sang, her eves met mine.
* T J*" °J$* U » caiW* Bad,
And wlilie my sonle answered the them*
. divine
I noticed what a pretty Laud she had.
The preacncr spoke, with words that would
Of heaven aud hope-of Satan and sin:
Tollsten one conld sit and never tire -
There was a stunning dimple ta her chin!
But when at home they usked mo of the text
l stumbled—stammered eome thing about
. . I’auls
And, komuhow, nothin* could I think of
next,
For thiii-ah, me!—waa all I could recall:
A scent of violets and a little glove;
A pair of eyes with lathe* Lru wn and long;
Two lips that seemed no( mado for prayer, but
love.
And a sweet voice that sounded like a song,
Wo* she ao angel sent for Eastv day
to ilea vea thefts th rlythooxhts of
•S3
et she lookrt human. W*U* I dare not say;
But to make sure, I'll go to church again.
Harare to IWaecenas*
(Odes Hi, V.)
Dear noMe friend? a virgin cask
solicits yonr attention,
■ - . fair, to deck your hair, .
And tbiugs too numerous to mention}
S> tear yuurwlf awhile away
And tuinptueus fellowship I tender;
The sweet coolant reUremeot tarings
Smoothes ant the ruffled fronts of kings.
The evil planets have combined
To mske the weather hot and hotter;
By partiotled streams tb* shepherd dreams
Vainly of Iro-cream s«da-watrr,
And meanwhile yon. defylag heat*
half an hour, then pour this over the I before with radiating point*. Strings of
minced chicken and pour into a mould. I graduated balls lie heavy oo Lata of
minced chicken and poor
rises In a cool place until the n*xt day.
then slice as you would any told meat. | beads are twisted
Tble u very nice for lunch or tea. “* ‘ “
rate a mile nun 01 coin
dflmssaissh
Diasloved la the morning air.
A Anda^riSwi.
Let a wise old book ami a glance
Complete tho well-made day.
of love
above
roe# and cam# to him. He put on# arm > oxpensive varieties come in such soft,
around her shoulder* and eo faced the artistic colors that none of our Southern
defeated enemy. But he, by whatever Udie# wiU have to imitate e sou of Ralph
name he might be known, seemed to 1 Waldo Emerson. It was a few year#
dread tha regsrd of ber eyes more than I ago. before the day of these beautiful
the power of man. low-priced wall papers, and he sought in
There must have been tho remnant of I vain through the Boston atores for a
something human in him. Ho covered I p*P*f that would at onco satisfy hie
hie face and slunk back Into th# shadow# I artistic soul and hie pocket book, but
nothing except the most glariug colors
and combinations could ‘ * ‘ 1
Creamed Fish: Ona pint of cold I be orange.
giuty*
m rope# around tbe
edge of hate or festooned over the entire
surface. A little capol# is made of ft#-
of jet beads, which fall far down
over the hair at the sides and back. J tt
aigrette# and gold-tipped jet grass are na
light and airy aa though tho material
waa fairy cobweU
Tho Prlnceaa of w’alaa Is a first-rato
photographer, and they are making her
a tea tervlce which ie to be ornamented
with photographs that aha took whUa In
Scotland recently. The ground of the
china will be ivory and th# pictures will
bo orange. A dinner eervlco in those
cooked fieh, one tab!*s|>oonful of butter, I colors waa mado forthoPriaco of Orengo
two tablwpoonfula of flour, ono pint of I by Wodgwood in tho last century. Tho
milk, salt and pepprr. Cream tho butter prince## haa aupplied bar own negatlvea.
of tha room. They did net see him pn
the threshold, but when Revell revived
the light of the lamp he was gone.
pure a* a maiden’s soul. Walking along
the dimpling margin of the blue sea,
Judith and her lover earns to th* grove
of cedare. The largest of them bad been
•truck by a lightning bolt and was split
from summit to baae. and tbe headstone
nf (»« *r»w was shatterwA.
And there lay th* Imdy of a man, seem
ing to wear the feature* of Mar. Yet the
face'waa that of an aged man, with grlx-
aled hair and fnrrovfal skin. He wae
dead, but there wae no mark of death
upon him. Ferhapa ke had died long
before, or perhaps tbe vision of an
untainted love had emaun him with the
death to which corns* ao hereafter.
Uve aa open and honest iife among with nun,
"Rallrsad Jack** In Koehester.
From the Rechester Democrat isi Chronicle.
Tbe dog known at "Railroad Jack'
paid Byron his first visit yesterday. He
came in the mormiog ona train from tbe
West and teflon the accomodation in
the after Boon. Ticket Agent Cook does
no wear the regulation suit of blue and
bras* bateonf. and tried to Induce Jack
to go wltn him (lows to hie heuie so that
his daughter, who M III, mi;ht see the
dor. but Jack gave Mr. Cook a knowing
look, which seemed to say, "You are no
railroad un*.' and wwuld not go. Hag- ___ ^ ,- m - m
garvman Cowart's hrawbuttons took ths f uwJ toFn? tkera
dog's eye. Med he wuuld go any w here
in despair he bought a quantity of this
cheap paper, and, putting It on wrong
side out. he found he had obtained the
soft lint hi* soul hungsred tor, much to
the amusement and edification of his
frieoda.
A Parlor Very Beautifully Papered
Merits a description: The paper used
wae tbe beavv pre-etd vari ty. ^some
times called leather paper. Iu ground
« M m iK.it oh! ivory tint, orcr which rss,
in preewd out work, a rococo design in
•haded brown*, melting into old - , -*“
and olive tints, outlined in dull gol<
The frieze, which was of the earns
paper decorated with a rococo deeigk to
harmonize with the wall paper, was
•igbisen indite deep, and w*s »ei*r*toJ
from the wall by a really artistic picture
r d in the gulden brown shade* of the
r, with a scolloped edge of carved
will be pear-shaped
i the ptate* will 1
ped edge# etched with lines or
e. Both will be ornamented in the
have
paper, with a scolloped cage oi carved
gold blossoms An angle cornice e*pe-
rated the ceiling paper from th# frieze,
and it was also listed lo match the de
sign of the paper.
The ceiling was of the heavy ivory
pre«**d pap*r, harmonizing with the
wall, hut not having quite *o heavy a
pattern.
The effect of tbe whole wall decoration
was a delicious mingling of soft rich tints
that wav very handsome and c .arming,
and carried out the idea now so much in
favor for parlors of cheerfuloeei and
gaiety, as opposed to the dark color# wa
t l'evpi* have lately beeo finding out
lour together; stir in the milk; add I and the eervlco wUl be finished In about
the sslt snd pepper; put over the fire in a I a month. It will not be an expensive
grade sauce-pan, and atir until it boils. I oae. The cup# will be pear-ehaped and
Have the fiih free from bones and skin, I very small, and
and neatlv shredded into a shallow scalloped edi
baking-dish; pour over the sauce, orange. Boll
Sprinkle the top with floe lifted bread or | center with a picture.
cracker arum be, and place in the oven | a _
till . light brown. Any fl.h cub. Al.fx»lC«4»»fBw«r,
lr«:it«d thi. way, but » whiUtUh, cod ,or fr —f **?**** ; u
halibut will look Iwtr. Th. Fxtru, a M«k*u joyrnhl. pub-
“ lUh M . long UM oi proatlnaxt clltco.
TVindior Fudding: Ou^hxlf pound of I who approx, x cod. •( honor that hu
mpplM. half. pound of rtiilni, Hr. ogfo. I |w.u recontly putliahod in tha City of
half a pound of suet, half a pouna of I Mexico.
French ro'J. peel of une lemon, oue r^see* I Tbe Two Republic#, while opposed to
ful of retain win-, half a tfi«po<e ul of | dueling, which ie contrary to law, thinks
nutmeg, and a pin^h of ealt; grate lire I that, aiac* so many prominent citizens
rod ant add the suet, finely chot ped, ts» I fever fe the law against dueling should
nutmeg aou ism«'u jw, eioow iu>l vU|i | m auoushud, of, rzthsr, that dsslicg
the rsiairn, and chop the apple a-ao; nix I should be legalized. Dueling is a relio
with the crumbs, adding the currant*. I of barbarism, yet it is a mesas of fettling
wine and tire eggs, well heaten; add a I personal difficulties preferable lo street
Uttle eelt last: mix ail the ingr.diente I •ncountere with pistole. The Express is
well together, and boil in a well t.uttrr* 11 no t in favor ol abolishing our laws
teuin; rift fine sugar over the pudaio (I against dueling, but it believe* that
w heft it ia done and tuined out, and Berve I street encounters and duels could be
with wme sauce. moet effectually stopped by legalizing
jr** ; r SfiJSJSVESrSSi du wh£ °»h-ot^bw
and fair tabievpoone ol coin water uatil I 11 , • tLi-r and an abiect anol-
It threads, then add tha waU kunienISSBaSSlliilhSi w/uSi'ka
white of an egg and heal untU thkfc and I t ^ KH1 | d p« rn iiued lo file hie challenge
iss?«rusaffir-E^S^Hr-S
Thl* earn* rule c*»» be used for a nut I
sfAirir&wSa** cbop ” 1 Lct&ng"
A few drop-- of UiUrto ft. .d In fret- lb * J^Uc- .hould d.uil .wo cco.t.U^
to* .1,1 mftk. it ...eh •Mur ftnd mo,. of
I ««n by and compel them to fight,
Tutti Erutri: Oo*-quarter pound J close distance*, until wounded boner
v*l«ratod aprioote. three large beuauas, I ajsusged by the wounding or death
eliiixd griatmc, two on&£t3 Ql • une of the paruee*
Amt Miiilrs at men In pity when
They trek to penetrate the morrow,
With faith that all is for th* beat.
Let’s bear what burdens are pretested.
That we shall aay, let come what may.
“W» die, a* we have lived, contented!
Oar* is today; <»od's is th* rest.
It* d«ith ordain who anoweth bestf*
Bat if. agalB. she's hanh, why, thm
iv'iftn ‘»'.'3’n«5Si l Sto«I,myees
I h!e io P.«se and Hr- ia dWt
EUewis*, 1 steer my skid oat here.
And anchor tl lithe storm blows over.
Compulsory virtue is th* charm
Of Ilf* epoo tbe Keten* farm I
—Euxciin lie Id In Cblcaso News.
A Silly Bride Tlakss a Scene With Her
Husband.
. Loots Special to New York Times.
Incoming passengers on a Missouri Pa
mir train and the throng iu the waiting
room at the union station witnessed a
ieric* oi |*ouiiar scenes ia wuiou a bride
and gtuoui were th* principal actors.
J, C. Carney, eon of a waalthy orange
grower near Sau Diego, Cal, courted
Muan V. Mayberry, daughter of CapL
Robert Mayberry, foe three yeare anl
?U« starSad Caa#
on s utiuju iuur. Turn? uad riiiniil L
behave so that fellow<tn98HI^HHP
m,t know they wf*rc ju«t marrie<L nhorDy
l-efore rest King tue union station here,
however, ui they were sitting in tha
drawing-rootn car, Carney'e affeefion eo
far got tne better of him that he kle d
bis wife.
Everybody in the car smiled except the
bride, Ehe got angry and a bitter quar
rel entuod. After tome harsh words the
bride took aient In one coiner of the
car and would not notice the enlking
,i ,:a iu another corner, When the
train pulled into the union station the
brido towk .i < no town. Waltina to
get hor trunks, and not thinking of the
publicity that would oome, eho asked to
be directed to a justice of the peaoe’e
ice. Bbe wae taken to that of Jamee
McCaffrey. At her request Constable
Benjamin Brady made out replevin pa
pers. He tried hard to persuade her that
it *. .4.11 t ll.e | r- i .1 ai lloii, but the
angry woman would not lietea to argu-
iL
Didn't be,” she began, her eyes snap
ping with anger, “kies me right before
all these people and make me the laugh
ing stock of the traveleri? I jest won't
•tend it”
The papers were made out and Coo*
•table Iirady got in a cab with the bride
in 1 started for the elation. During thi#
ride the bride of only a few days broke
down and began to cry. The constable
told her that ber husband had not meant
anything wrong, but waa overcome by
hie love for her. This consoled her to
seme degree and she began to inquire
if it wore not possible to re
call tho repleveo. “Certainly,” said Mr.
Brady. That waa juat what he wanted.
• oh lhe •outh side of the elation
Mr. Brady heard the lady exclaim:
“There he ie!” and suddenly leave hie side
and hurriedly hasten to that of a gloomy-
I, , , K ntiemaii who was trying to
punch a bole in the planks with a email
cane.
•John!” “Sueier*
de in the immediate vinoity
tut jieupie in me imuieuisia ▼100117
heard thssx exelamition#, and looking
around they saw a your g woman lobbing,
wiih ber face 00 the ehoulder of a fin#
looking young man. Tbe husband paid
the constable, the writ was destroyed and
the couple drove to a hotel.
•seated.
From the Ptuladvlphla Times.
To be presented at Buckingham Pal son
costs at least (JoO, and the return for the
• *y :i ro •*..!;* more euUtantial than
having one's name printed in the news
paper. It gives tbe presentee, w nether
male or female, no right to again appear
at court, and it dose not entail a tingle
invitation to a f unction of royal, or *'v*a
■emi-roya), »tat*. However, *v«f
woman in England who can noeeibly
it gt’-* preecuteJ, ana it is no
good arguing the matter with them, and
the bill for husband or father to pay ll
uiually like this: £ ^
Total W • ®
Rather a large iua of money-tav^—
for two hours’ wait te R CtU. carriage,
two hour* more crushed among a lot of
•■»• t/or r.g k :i;«n n an tec hams
Ur, ftftd on. min-t. of ftgoor u*l to
Kror.lUnjc to , lull, (ftt o d l»Jj, who
' w b« ftli di.moo.I. and w.ftiin—^
«d“ n S ft-.« o( lowly TtT.r*
,a^tiu>ftnutob.r of bought/ wotn.o--
princ.iM-.<» I ‘ J i n * w-ih w.U .Urftto.
nuM. to too right ot Lu ur