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MACON, GA., WEDNESDAY MORNING. APRIL 15, 1891.
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TIIE GUEST.
t, i gmtle straucer drawing nl*b lo every Once it teem*! that be vu Im Ing. but be eeld
■ bl> (ooutepe fell so softly c
m he vu r*KiPC<
Lo, I am with you alway! An<l ire know be
owl come* today
A . | y e t41 he cornea nearer. With bin kind hands full of blessing.
AcilhUtrafle aliluca out the clearer. Little children still dressing,
core tbo Geo of stranger, but a Friend And dispensing gifts of bounty unto all about
ruitrJl weluow.
e who hare longed for bis
hla way.
r. t first su infant, and bis rest was la Very near he is to
u-icr; appearing.
, riWn , full of pilgrims on that won- Aud thoy term to hold communion with the
iChrlstmaa night; Master whom th-y love.
ut ho stayed for lore and duty, You can see their glad eyes glisten,
s . j t<> Ml tin world with b auty, . As to his dear voice they listen,
... pc'fcct j >y for sorrow, turning dark- And the earthly homes are bngatened with Use
wutaIKki. ' joy or beared Above,
he loved the hearts he sought for la not But he .nrns to tone with yearning and they do
lol 1 by bells or carol'. not care to know him,
score pathetic pictures of the garden and Tbo* their hearts aro fstnt wlfb aerrow and
aofa , tbeirvyes wfh tears are din;
. .. ». c o«me to bring ns pleasures. He would i-base away their sadness,
*vuJ to make ns rich with treasure’. Till they sang for very gladness,
did not (brink from sorrow, or poverty But they will not let him heal them: they can
g find no room for him.
Oh, the :<ord Is very patient, very tender and forgiving!
Let us give him reverent welcome, let us worship him iu song'
Let ue fell again the story
Of hts birth and life and glorr.
And prsy that all the weary world may know hie rest ere long!
•r Marianne Ferrlogham.
The Mystery of No. 21.
BY MRS. E. D. K. SOUTHWOKTlt.
n: reader! I»i«l yon ever see a ghost?’’ | vanccd me ft hundred pounds for contin-
* ltr)00 * gent% spensrs.”
ru one of the oldest landmarks in tho We pass over all the exclamations that
It stood at the end of ft very narrow, j followed. It was settled that Manners
drdrtrvet leading to the Kart river— J should sail in tho first stfntner bound for
,} n- *;h sice, lacing south. It waa a Liverpool, and that immediately after hla
old gray stone buildiog of two return the young couple should be mar*
? with a Dutch roof, and a double vied, since then there would be no reason
iocr, oj’cdiog into ft broad hail that for the delay of their union,
did the buildiog. I “Rut if anything should happen on the
tithe tiir.o of the myateriou a occurrence voyage?” meet indiscreetly suggested the
• to I# related, the whole ground floor widow.
uempied by a bide and leatbor dealer j Mabel turned pale, and looked piteously
plr.ee of business. Tho west half of . at her lover.
nrprr part waa let in aingle rooms to He laughed the idea off, patted the girl
>r>. The east half, sspatftted from the on the ihoulder, end gaily replied:
»r kr a broad hall, was occupied by a j “Oh, if there should be a catastrophe, I
*i*dowty the name of nose, mr will cents hack from my watery grave and
hful daughter, Mabel and a young ; give vou a warning on ray typewriter.
„der, Charles Manner*. j For, hire. Koae, you know that you said
Mrs Row waa a little plump, fair, rosy, when you were upbraiding me for working
il and yellow-hatred blonde oi 38 all night on it, that you believed that if I
should die you wculd still hear me tiptsp-
ping on that machine. S * now if I should
go down at sea, or anything #br should
remove tue front this material sphere, 1
will return in the spirit, and you shall
bear me at work ae usual.”
He spoke so gaily, no mockingly, to
laughingly, that both women laughed
Presently, as aha lav entranced In that
blessed calm, she heard a sound m the
silent room that almost caused her heart
to cease its pulsations. Listen.
Clicker-click, dioket-ellek, click, click,
clRker-click. • e •
She held her breath, sat up in bed, and
bent forward.
The gas had been turned low lit the
room, which was, therefore, but dimly
lighted; but yet It served to show the type
He may want to write to tno again:
and his messages are all the comfort I
can have until mother and I go to whero
he is.”
Then she threw herself down upon tho
bed in the collapse of nervous prostra
tion.
Widow Rose was almost at her wit’s
end. She did not believe in Madame
R'nnke; but tho lots of the Alda with
lock it up in the ...r
Meauwmle the ,: ort of the ghostly
opor.itor on i .- typewriter spread
through tho nci r rhood and all over
the city, and oxci -1 the eager interest
of all the Bpiritu .kits who heard of it.
Crowds cauie to the hotuo to make in
quiries. t
Tho excitement was at its hifht when
iirr daughter Mabel, aged 18, waa like
fxctpt in the items of a slimmer form
.Igayer spirit.
[The two women made their living, by
■ciog chamois gauntlets and Irggiogs
[the dealer ou the ground floor.
|fir. hoarder. Charles Manners, was a
x Georgian, “ruined by the war,"
Ltd rone to Naw York about a year
le to find work; and after incredible
.urtgvmente, difficulties, and perse*
nriocton hla part, found work as a
It reporter on one of the smaller uews*
I err, and as “»up«r” on any stage where
tr sNub, sight bo temporarily
fonthe first day of his arrival in the city,
|atr?frtd sn sd«M«i»m«est of a “A nice
>oi room ou the second floor of No. 21
- stmt, with hoard end lodging for a
irteftotlrosa;* and. references proving
ofiully ss'lsfaeiory, heengaged it, and
relived with Mrs. Rose and her daugb- f
with him, tor there was not the faintest
shadenf superstition iu either.
They had awful cause to remember this
conversation. However.no provision of
coining horror was before them now, bot
on the contrary, a very busy day.
Manners went ofT to notify his employ*
ere of his intended voyage, to parch** his
ticket and a few necessaries, leaving Mrs.
Rose and Mabel to park his valise—a task
which thev voluntarily assumed.
The next morning, soon after breakfast,
Manners alerted for lib steamer. Mia. Rose
ami Mahel walked with him down to tha
pier where the s'remer lay, went on koinl
d remained hy bis aide on the ciowded
writer on the table before the widow, still
undisturbed in iu cite, yet the sonnd of
o|ierating distinctly audible. The motion
was irregular; rapid and abort runs, and
then slow and separate clicks,
Click-click, click • * click
click. * • clicker, click * •
If it had not been for the controlling in
fluence of the drug, Mabel must have been
frightened half to death. All ahe felt n<
vu a profound awe, that produced
quietness of body and mind like that of a
trance.
It waa all clear—solemnly, awfully clear
now. The Alda had fouoderd at sea in
that t-rrlble tempest. Charlie had gone
down with the reet; and yet he waa not
dead! He hadrnrneback aa he promised
to warn them of his fate. He vu even
then writing a message on that closely
covered maonlne where no mortal hand
could possibly slip in.
Awe calm* ! her like death. She would
not wake her mother, but some subtle sym
pathy stole into tho woman’s sleeping
senses and disturbed her. She sat up in
bed and asked:
“What la it. dear?”
“Mother! Listen! Listen!” whispered
Mabel.
Click-dick—click-click—click, went the
machine.
“Heavenly powers?” breathed the
mother, in au expiring tone.
“Hs il drowned, mother, but he Is liv
ing. He Is here. Listen!”
Click-click—click-click. Click-click.
*’I h«.ar!” gasped the widow.
In another moment both women were
ont of bed, standing before the covered
machine, which was still efoely clicking.
“Let is take off the cover,” auggesied
the widow.
“No, no, wait. Wait until he stops!”
muttered Mabel.
“Ue has stopped now,” whispered her
mother.
They unstrapped the case 4nd raised the
cover between them, turned up the platten
and saw a line wiitten.
“Heavenly powers! Heavenly powers!”
panted Mrr.* Rose.
“Oh, turn up the gas! Turn up tho gas,
and let ns read it1” ga«ped Msbsi.
Mrs. Rose went and did aa requested, and
illuminated the room. Then she returned
to her daughter’s aide, aud they read the
line—or rather failed to read it, for it was
unintelligible to them.
Here it b:
“JO) ioc MP ZpbnyedvaFT) BX; ;vre
5 tea' 1
“What does U mean, mother?”muttered
Mabel.
“1 don’t know.” she whispered back.
“Oh, mother! mother! How awful!”
mnnnuied Mshtl.
“We bear of such things every day in
the so-called spirit aeannse, hot I never be
lieved In them—never,” breathed the per
plexed and royaiitled widow. “I know, if
spirits could come back, your poor dear
father would have eome to us!”
Rut he never promised to do ao,
th-r, and Chsrlte—” Here her voice
.. boaid vita now an accepted fact in one fine, bracing morning, Mrs.’Rose got
the city. The roy-terious line written on ' her daugMfr *n<i dr. and »*ked
the nmrhine was also nn undeniable L* t. her to gp down . ->r. *:tnl-r •
as well i.8 a profound, unfathomable ; bright and • lien ml front room that had
mystery. And here wa« her poor once been » Manner'* apartment.
mr rmce.
The motherly widow had
niagtaken’a kindly interest in the
in, «bu was v*rf attractive both
l*:»oa and manners, lie was of medium
slender, graceful figure, dark com-
d, very dark brown hair and mous-
It, and <la*k hazel eyes.
As veil as his limited means would al-
be tilted up that front ch%mber for
rking as well as for sleeping. Aa soon
Le got employment he sold hla fine gold
witer—sole relic of hla “better days”—
t bought a typewriter, upon which he
mediately began to practice, and ou
lich be soon became an eapert.
He was a very industrious worker, aud
tween running about la the morning to
Meet news, going to the theater in the
noon to rehearse, fighting with the
for shouting with the mob on the stage
ijtbt, and sitting up till nearly dawn to
e up his articles, bis days and nights
» very full, and indeed crowded with
t.
• uw nothing of hla landlady or her
;bter except at meal times, or on Hun-
when be walked with them to church
1 *tt with them in the free seats.
A» the days passed, one natural and
evitable event happened; the handsome
‘ •CB journalist and the widow’s pretty
■gnier fell in love with each other. The
th>r saw it with dismay; but the waa a
ll<\ weak, tender creature, and she did
interfere with their inclinations,
rour thing!! Poor things!” she sighed
henelf. “He’s a good young man, and
t * a go-)*! girl, and I’m not going to fly
ibs face ol providence 1 He made love
j carriage; I didn’t!”
on Sunday evening, and on every
1 ,' r opportunity, the young people
aiked and talked together without hind-
and noisy dock until the peremptory order she recovered fl and went oaT solemnly
from the ba- “all whore,”compelled thrm to t take a whispering: “Char’ie did, yon know. H 1
child—her one ewe lamb—as much
overwhelmed by tlib horror of the auper-
imturui n» by am row ior bar IwiriVo-
ment. Widow Rose was one of thoao
tender-hearted c catures who arv always
ready to civ© or reek sympathy in any
trouble. That same day ahe told her
story to every woman in tha house; and.
first of all to Charlifc’s colored laundn n.
old Aunt Juno, who hnpp'ned tn cn*' ***1’
morning to inouire if they had heard
from the “youn f gomtnan.”
Juno's comment and counsel wero alike
characteristic. When aho had heard
the story she summarily disposed of the
mystery by declaring confidently:
“Duane yer hteibe n word oh it. ma'am.
All Sam'e (satan’s) worka. NufDn’tall
but Bam’e works. Barn's got Inside ob
dat dero mersheen. fho’a yer Itoane. Yer
take an’ heatie dat tl. ro eusaed, infun-
nelly flng yight outen do windy. Yor do
it, fo yer hab dat dere youn* gal yip
atarvin kazy nn’ jown herae'f or set de
house afire, or sitnifio. Yec licah me
good, doane yer/’ concluded Aunt Juno
ns aho tuok up iter clothes basket and
went away.
Mrr. Hose shuddered. She had not
herself been fres from fears of her dangh-,
ter’s sanity, but she was undecided aa to
what ahe could d<* Of course, she never
thought of throwing poor dear Charlie's
typewriter out of the window, but she
thought i«rhapa she might steal it away
while Mabel slept and lock it up in the
garret cuddy.
At length, while Mabel lay prostrated
nn the bed in the upper room, she called
nil her neighl<ors from the other aide of
the bou»e into her sitting room and told
thorn the whole story.
Her listeners were all women—the men
being away at work—and thoy were filled
with wonder, amazement and curiosity
to witness the marvel if U ahould * be re
pented that night.
Bo it waa decided that afttr supper,
when the houie would I* quiet, the
neighbors should meat in the haunted
chamber and there await die possible
coming of tha ghostly typewriter. Runet-
nal y at 10 o'clock a imiil company of
women met in the upper chamber, where
iho poswssed typewriter stood on the
little table.
They abated themselves and waited In
a deep siiencw of awe, curiosity nnd ex
pectation, They all sat perfectlv still
and gazed upon the machine as if fast
ened by it nnd its mystery. It was not
yet 11 o’clock. The room was still as
death, w hen suddenly one of the younger
wotnrn mattered with suppressed excite
ment:
“Listen f
“Oh, juit hear it T whispered another.
“Oh. mr ! Oh. dear!” gasped a third,
‘lluih, htisli, for heaven’s sake! Don’t
Ireathe more than you can help.”
Haded tho widow in an almost inauJi-
ile tone.
She established tfin pale girl comfortably
in tho deep armchair, and seated herself
berids 2 Stunt let en which she
was securing lilie «». ds of the hcams.
“Oh, what n dfisli and self-indulgent
wretch I have been, mother! # (iive me
that work. I am not strong naough to
sew on tho machine, hut I can finish the
ends of the seams while I recline here,”
Mid Mabel, holcin? out her hand*.
It was a sign af improvement that Mra.
Roes waa very glad to soe, and ahe
promptly gave the gauntlets into tho
girl's hands while ahe herself went and
dragged in tho Sewing machine from the
next room and sat down to work.
It is tho very best thing that
you can do for yourse'f, my dear, else I
would not let j ra attempt it. Occupa
tion Is the vety best reflledy for a
• <ht Clk-k clk-k-rliclr-cllt-k-cllclc M-lick
(I .. ...t * .... M irll.l.
Habbath evening when they came
l?**! * * a ^both looking happy, but
•mill and anxious, the young man led
S»n up before her mother, who eat
hasty leave of the young man, whoae last
words were that he would keep a diary of
hb voyage, mail It aa soon aa the ship
reached Liverpool, and thereafter write to
hla beloved by every mall until he should
embark for home.
Mabel waa on the verge of tears.
“Now, don't cry! I shall have plenty of
salt water between here and Engined with-
cut you contributing any,” lis said, ao
cheerfully that ahe arretted the tears about
to fall.
“Hod bless you!” were the last mutual
benedictions before they parted; and the
two women were hurried along with the
crowd of people who had come to see
friends on, and were now crossing the
gangway plank *.o their pier.
When the signal r*!l rang, Mabel
snrangup aa if ahe had been struck, ex
claiming :
“Oh, mamma! how dreadful it sounds!
It seems ialal! I Del as If it waa Charlie’s
death-knell, and that I shall ntverseehim
again—never again P
“Hash child! That’s all nonienae. You
must trust in providence, and look for
ward to hla return,”
When they reached home the two women
went to Mannera’ hastily-vacated room
and set everything in order.
“Ue has left bis typewriter open; be for-
got to close it. And, aee, here U a fresh
alipof paper which he always put in it
after be has finbhed*writiag at night so
that it may be ready for use in the morn
ing.” sighed Mabel.
They put the machine in its case and
carried it up to their own bedroom, where
they placed it upon a aide table.
Mabel scon recovered her cheerfulness
and began to look forward to her lover’s
first letter. It came e day fir two sooner
than she expected, and rejoiced her been
with the news of hie swift and cssy out*
wardboued passage.
nw •»». After thb letters came from Mannera al
Jirg by a drop light on her little table; I raott every day for a week. And then
•1 then and there told of hie love for her : ctme tbe final letter, written on the eve of
'‘ujbter, and ask her consent lo their ! hie embark it ion on the steamabln Alda,
tmtage. j bound from Liverpool for New York, in
“\Wl!,’’iIghfd the widow, “I have been ! which he said hy way of poscript:
*‘ n I lor this, I have men It coming' “It may be, if we have favorable
>*Lng. I have nothing to say -gainst weather, that 1 will arrive in advance of
hv)r thing ! Poor things! * May the : my letter.”
-rJ have mercy on ?ou I” i From that moment all was excitement
‘‘Ob, mother! mother I that is what the ; in the widow’s home. Every careful, affec
i<l*e alwayseaya when he orders another! tlonati ( reparation wae unde for ihe re*
« J knot to be tied!“ laughed Mabel. oration ol the homeward-bound voy*g*r.
*« H eir betrothal, which threat- The day wore ewsy, but no Alda wea ve-
to be a long and trying one. t ported. The next morniog dawned, bnt
J it the unexpected was at hand. • j still no Alda.
' ’ * corning ss Manners was going out Mabel was impatient, but not anxious.
•fie street dojr on hi* usual quest for, Rafore eight on that Dial Friday an
betas,” he met the postman, who awful equt.octial storm gathered and _ _ _ . „ .
■ Liu a letter and passed on his way. broke over land acd sea, and raged with stan' tor a whole worJ. or eveu lor a—
Laaner*stepped and gszeii at il in sor- umuual violence. Disasters at rea were re- a—”
'• I* bom a foreigi tNMtmark. and he ported almo-t every hour. ^ “Paragraph,” sugge*t-d MabcL
D 7* r rrreive*! * a foreign letter in h s | Rot no newe, gowi or bad. ca»«« »>» Ui v Yie, • ** a ari»U..vO. %
Ufore. lie hr*...e it o|«u. Itwasfmm missing AHa. cow several days overdue.
Madon firm uf laeveta. escio-ing a bill Mabel wsadistracttd—Jemoralized. Hbe
«* haoge for i Uttu ind pjiimUof sUi- , oould neither cat. work nor sleep. Day
and giving information that fairly and night she would walk |he 11 x*r, wring-
M i«n<*rs off his feet. He forgot ell | ing her hao«la and raving.
promite<i faithfully, if anything should
happen, to mice hack and write me a mes
sage cu the typewriter.
“He was joking.”
“Rot here la the evidence. Can't you be
lieve your can and eyes? We both heard
tbe clicking of the machloe, and yon see
the writing.”
“It Is perfectly unintelligible.”
“Mother, It must be spirit wri'ing. * Let
us take it tomorrow to that medium in the
bowery—it is not far off—and see If abe
can Interpret. 1 shall not have a minute’s
peace until 1 know what it means.”
Mabel wae growing ao excited again that
Mra Row hastened to promiee all ahe
asked, and finally persuaded her to go to
bed again.
The next morning they took the paper
off the machine and canted it to Madame
Rlaake, a medium, of whose powers they
hid heard many wonder*.
The medium lived on tbe third floor of
a tenement houax whose lower floor was
ctipled as a liquor saloon.
When the two women climbed up the
stairs leading to the medium'* apartments
they found themselves before a door
bearing tha sign—
MADAME BLANKE,
Spirit Medium and Clairvoyant.
They rapped and ware admitted by a
•mall child into a front room, carpetlees,
curtainless, end containing onlv an old
walnut table and a few rickety old chairs
standing aronnd it.
They were naked to s|t down until the
medium ahould be at leisure.
'T don't half like thl*.'' exclaimed the
widow ai soon as the cb|i«l bad left them.
“Ob, mother, it's the only way to And
out what we want to know,” sighed
Mabel.
Further conversation was prevented by
the entrance of Madame Rlanke—n short,
fat, red-katred woman with a bloated
face.
Mrs. Hose introduced herself and tier
daughter, and would have proceeded to
open ihe buaintss on which they had
called, but Malwl impulsively took the
matter out of her hands and very im!i«
erectly gave the woman her cue by tell
ing ihe whole story of her atwe.it be
trothed lover, the missing ship and the
mysterious tneaasce oit tho tyrowriter.
troduciog th- unintelligible line nnd
binning it to the medium.
Madatne Blanks, holding the paper to
her forehead, chwtd her ryes and seemed
to go off into a trance. Breathing heav
ily and speaking in a sepulchral voice,
•ho said:
“This here metises is wrote in tho
•peril's langwid^e, whtro a sinclo letMi’d
. — forgot ..., — . r ,
.® l h cal items” Indeed ho bad an item At Ui.yth Ucr mother had to treat he as
iuj OWU worth more than all be war; she woo d have treated a fractious end
“7 t. collect that dav. I sufletingbaby. Hhe gave her a good dose
he turned batk and hnrried upstair* of paregoric, which, aa the girl was ona-t-
’te n:,im wh-re the two women were I euetoswd to the drug, ifl-c.ually quieted
•*h*rg U p the breakfatt diahe*, and ex-! her exeiteawnt. For the first time ta *ev-
“’•aeu: -ral days she allowed h«r*elf *.» he an-
‘li. Mn. Koiet MaWI, dear! Here D dressed end put to eei like en infant. Aeu
urpmet My great unde. Ueo-ge ' there ahe lay perfectly serene, though n>t
J! 0 ® 0 * I'fsUuo, England, hu died asleep.
4 *« ! * »e • legacy of £5000. Only Th* poor mother, now that her child was
in j, $t\000!” 1 cahned, r*«igne«i herself to slumber for the
,/’«Hir great uncle!” first tsroesince that terrible atorm had
‘•\ legacy r I convulre l the air, earth and ocean.
IfT «poke aimuit sntously. » Hut Mabel lav in tratqull exaltation,
yes ! And I nun go to KcgUnd I which waa ta del»sblfol as it wu wonder-
-*“•1 j. UU Mlicuon btn ad- 1 (at lo Iwr.
leg to it* aiterwaiion. Tim hero line
nutns this: D'loved o* my mmiI. I'm alt
ers ne.r you. though my boly Live at
the bottom of lh<* sea, fuel fee litlmi
and——”
“Ufom'li. stop! Don't yon a# ?” ex
claimed klrr. Kwe, startiaz to leip her
daughtei, who nad sunk back half faint-
fna in her chair.
The medium came out of her trance
an i bought a bottle of that »he called
"ctoiphire” for the girl to
“Oh, ruath«r! Let uego home, llopo
Udcad. My been It broU.nr’ cobbed
Mabel aa bmki a* aho could speak.
Mrs. Rose paid the mvJium her dollar
fee. and took her child horn-.
The first act of Mnl«l was to put away
tho “spirit mwMSgw” with her carefully
treasured letters from Cbirlie. Then she
put o fresh sheet of paper to thw ma
chine, saying to heneu;
II' ■ ■ I' •!> •• M » UIVU
jlick-cllck; click-click, wont ihomacblhf,
low, soft and clear a! intervals.
They were spellbound as they listened,
gsring with dilated eyea nnd open mouth*
at th*4nstrumont working without n
hand near it. At length one nervous girl
began to tal» and cry; and just then the
sound of the clicking keys suddenly
ceased. Nor did it recommence.
“A discordant element in the circle.
Maggie, you have spoiled it all. You
shouldn't have keen let to come. You
•han't another time,” said Maggie's
grandmother to the sobbing girl.
“I don't want to, I don't want to
naver no more,” protested Maggie.
And aa the machine remained perfectly
silent for the hour that the curious
women waited, one of them said, at last:
“ID has done writing. Won’t you
take off the cover and let us see what he
has writtan?”
“I am sorry, but I cannot The mess
age, if there is anything in It, is for my
poor child, and la sacred. After she hsa
seen it she can show It to all of you if
•he pleases.”
With this tha visitors had to be con
tent and they bade the widow good
night, and left the room to sit up late
and talk the matter over, and then keep
their husband* awake until morning, dis
cussing the mystery of the typewriter.
The next morning Mabel wai Utter.
The night's reet had refreshed her. The
first thing she did was to go to tbe type
writer and onen it and draw the paper
out with its line of mysterious writing.
Here it is:
•Ooi big# draJ FaSt (IM’.uxokNOGUt
ocuyft
In great excitement shw rushed to the
head of the attire and called her mother,
who bad left tier faat asleep an hour be-
for* and had gone down to the kitchen
to g«t breakfast.
“Mother! Ob. mother! Come! Come
quickly! licre is another message: Oh,
wliat a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
tliingl”
Mrs. Koae ran upstairs and took the
paper Mabel handed bar.
• D.ess yourself, tny dear, and come
down to breakfast.” war all slit sai l.
“But, oh, mother, tbit marvelous,
amazing thing tliut Lapp ns to us! Who
Cin doubt that tbe daau return to us':!”
“Come down to breakfast, my dear;
you havo eaten nothinc for sfcreral days,
and I have cocoa and rice cake* for you.”
“Mother, 1 couldn't eat anything until
I find out what this message D Lei ui
go to the rnodium at once,” pleaded Ma-
“And have you fainting away again.
Child, tbe message may bo genuine as it
stands, but that woman can't interpret
it,” said Mr*. Rose.
But fitabel persisted with (ears anJ
sobs that threatem-J to break into hys
teric:. to that the d!stts**ed ss-tie? h!
to yield ao fnr aa t» proniieo fo g» and
fetch the woman to the house if only
thw daeghur wn.nM eat somw breakfast.
Mabel complied aa well aa abe was
able lo, and iu.ni*'I lately after the meal
wa« over. Mrs. Koae went out lo brtog
tbe medium.
The performance of lit* day before
m*r.refloated with very little difference.
Th* interpretatio n wae verr like tae one
of the previous nrcaeioo. Tbe loet I iver
waa often near hie boloved. ie the apirit.
if her eyee • ould only te opened to see
btm. Ue waa also preparing a beautiful
troubled mind.
"It la the rid ' ting any way, mamma”
Here wap another good sign; Mabel
bad not caDpMtr “mamma” since the
trouble came, but always “mother.”
While Mrs. Ruse was secretly rejoicing
over this, they heard a ringing step
rushing up ths stairs and a cheery voice
exclaiming:—
“Wnere arFjou all, I hear you talk-
in ir
Mother and (liughter both started to
their feet
“Ob, here yen are,” cried the tame
glad voice. And Charlie Manners burat
into the roome-Charlie Mannera in fle.-h
nnd blood. Very fine fleah and very rich
blood, if one might judge by the fresh
raddycomplexion and sparkling eyes of
the young roan.
Mabwi uttere 1 a gasping cry nnd wmb
couglilin ins arms before she oould sink
to the floor.
“Why, w! at JsthU? Mabel, my girl?
Oh, how white and thin ehe is) Malwl,
Mabel! Has st.e risen—oh. has she been
ill/* cried thj young fellow with a sudden
change from fjoy. to distress as lie
suprorted the mooning girl in hie erma.
• Ol, Chari'•, Charlie! lathis a mir
acle: We th-uight you were b*st,” ex
claimed Air*. Rosa simultaneously with
hu anxious npestion*.
“Mahel. Mabel! Look at her,”panted
the lover. ^
••She la or* rooms with a shock of lov.
She will come round and be nil right
presently/ 1 sii i Mrs. Rose, bring a gists
cf water whCh aho put to tho lipa of tho
girL
With a srent effort of self-recovery,
Mabel auccee led in swallowing a few
mouthfuls of water.
Thank tfbd! Oh, thank Owl! Oh,
Charlie, Charlie,” she breathed, a* he
p arod her again in her armchair and
knelt before her.
W« thought you were lost. Erery-
y sat tine AtCa turn sunk to tbatawini
atorm, ‘ nsH Mrs. Row.
VY«U, ah* anio very near lb Mabel,
my defcreit nn* you beller now/’ he
ndtrly la red.
“1 bin w*-* and * ey»y no*. Ob.
well end hsppy now that T* ctmU dn
joy,” Lrcathcd tbe girl in a low, faint
voice.
“And ao am 1," exclaimed the widow n
i ttlo incoherently, ?*8o delighted to aee
ou safe at home after all our ground-
se mourning. How In tbe world did
yon escape? 11 seems like a miracle.”
“Almost a miracle, indeed. Our ship
was tossed and tumbled, rolled over and
over an J was beaten and battered and
all but wrecked in that tempest, and
reached port against all odds and proba
bility In a very shattered condition.
Doubt if she it not done for. Bat. filtbel,
sweet, you have been ill. Ah, I know
you have.” he said, changing tbe sub
ject as he still knelt beside her chair and
chafed her cold, thin white hands in hla
own.
“Only with grDving after you, Char
lie- nothing else. Now that you have
come she will pick up fast enough,” ex
claimed her mother with a smile.
“Ob, but I am well, quite welt now,'
feebly mu r me red Mabel. “But the
typewriter, mother,” she added, with a
mystified air.
“The typewriter? What about tho
typewriter/’ brightly inquired the young
man, thinking that the machine had
been sold, or atoleo, or injureJ, and
dettrmined to make light of the mis
fortune.
“Mabel, tell him all about it. I oust
go into the kitchon and get diuner.” said
the widow, as she smilingly left tho
room.
Manners rose, drew a chair to Ma
bel’s side, seated himself, and inquired
again:
“What has happened to my old con
rade, the typewriter;”
“Ob. such a strange, mysterious, won
derful thing, Charlie.” abe answered; and
then the told him tlio story with every
detail.
Manner* laughed alou>l
“Oh. how can you mike light of It.
Chari ie? Such a terrible, mysterious
thing!”
“Poiseea your aoul in patience, my
met, until tonight at the hour of the
ghostly writer'* vlstl, when 1 think I can
unravel Use mystery,” be answered, still
laughing. i
And then, though abe questioned Idro
eigrrty. be irui ted oo deferring hie ex
planation until lie should l** able to deni-
ooiirate its truth by unmasking tha
ghostly operator in their pre**ncv.
Afttr this they talked of his visit to
England, hia legacy and their futnro
plane until Mra. Koeo called them to din-
ceaaed, Mrs. Rose had her fingers on tho
cat key. Both women bad their eyea ou
Manners, standing before the typewriter.
He rafiod hia hand. Mrs. Rose turned on
the gsa. Mabel fixed her eyee on the
back of the machine. Manners put his
hands on the cover to lift it, but before
he could do so. a “llnv, little beastie”
■lipped out from the back of the machine,
down on the floor snl out of tight under
a bureau.
“Why, it's a mouse!” cried Mabel.
She wa* the only one who had aeen, or
could have *een, tho sly, swift, little
sneak-thief, as he glided away, nor could
she have done so had ahe not sat just
where she did and kept her eyes on tno
*rw»r wtior* h» anratred.
And this wasYhe reason why the
tenons operator had never liefora been
deteoted.
Mra. Rose stared in silent astonish
ment.
Charles laughed aloud as he said:
“There! the mystery is out—liternlly
out! Sorry to spoil it good ghost store,
but ’Truth is mighty, and muatprevai . ”
“Hoe did you guess it waa u mouse?”
inquired film Rose.
“Dccauso I happen to be acquainted
with that little gentleman, and I know
his waya and his manners. He lives
•omewhero between the floor and my
ceiling, and he used to come down to
pick up any crumlw that mi/ht fall front
my midnight luncheons which were
generally eaten by me while seated at
the machine. Nuw look here.” he said,
lifting tho cover of tho type
writer and showing them a
■mall hole near the bottom
of the esse. “Here is whero he
got in: and now come nnd look down at
these ernmbs of chests that have fallen
between the keyr, and through the lor*
to the bottom of the machine. These
crumbs are what ha was after, though
he could never get them. But with tbo
perseverance worthy of a mouse he liaa
tr.cd it night after night, 1 suppose!”
“Yes, indeed, night after night,” aa-
ranted both women*
“And now I mun give the machine a
good cleaning, and arrange Mr. Mouse's
restaurant in some more satisfactory
|dace,” concluded Manner4.
My story ia told. I can safely leave it
to the imagination of my rea ten to pic
ture to themselves the simple wedding
that mad* the young ptnplo and th*
widowed mother ao woll content: and
the cottage at High Bridge, with its gar
den and poultry yard, that waa the de
light of tbe mother, and the a table
and the one hors* carriage that was the
pleasure of all.—Commercial Advertiser.
FANCIES OF WOMAN FAIIl- l ® utrfclou * food which they should take.
• ha vo been reclaimed by tbo use of hot
I jnilk and Vichy. If you find you are
losing your appetite for food and corres
pondingly gaining that for alcoholio
stimulants, try it. It will do you good.”
POINTS ABOUT FASHIONS AND BITS
OF FEMININE GOSSIP.
STANLKVn TOt'Il K*DKD.
horn* for lies in th* spirit land.
Mabel had been trvmuloualy excited
•luring tbe interview, and when, at lari,
tlie medium went away $1 richer, the
poor girl «Jiopp*d down oo ihe bed in
another rolls paw.
Mr*. Rom was in despair, and half
inclined to follow the old darky'e advice.
Mr/. Rose was deeply curious when
told of M-tnner'* promise to r-veal the
mystery of the haunted typewriier. I ut
■fit • wae enjoined hy Manners to keep tbe
•m-ret until after the dmout-menf*
That nigh; at half past nine o'clock the
threw went npstain to the chamber
where tbe “|»o*e»*ed” typewriter itcel
ou ihr little table and where the gas was
turned .on.
“Now, there ia nothing like Jemoo-
siratisn. Dear Mra Has. please sit here
c!oe to tbe gae-burner an t as soon aa I
give the aims! turn th* gas on full.
Mal-eh awo>t. ait here near tub ri{bt-
hand »ide of the machine and w hen 1
give ll»e signal watch closely the hack of
the cover. Pray, both «f you. he still aa
deaf. Here 1 will stand la treat ••( th* > ni j r<
machine and at the right time will raise
mr bend.
The three took their positions, an l Ihe
room was as still as a deserted vault.
They wat»ed about half an hour wttk
exemplary patience, when tbe uitial soft
sound of the key*, lightly, slowly touched
was heard. They waited until tbe sound
Well Pirated Willi life deception In
Amerlea-lllai l.eeinrea w knrrtu,
From tbe New York (tommerctal Afirert.ner.
Henry M. Stanley, th* African i
plorer. has completed his lecture tour in
the United States. He arrived in this
city yrsterday and took rooms at the
l’iazs hotel. He was accompanied t>;
his wife, her mother, Mra Tennant; Mej.
J. Ik Pond, hb manager, his courier and
Selah, lib Zanzibar boy. Mr. 8:aoley and
hb party wiil sail for England on April
19 on tho City of New York. Ry that
time It is expected that IJeut.
UnmUnif .T*n)i««rt h Iio la in Califi
nil, will have reached New York and
will join tho party in tha journey acro.-s
the ocoan.
Mr. Stanley aaya that he Iravelml
further in hia lecture tour than ha did in
rnuiTii'i. of u * •*p«rwip.^jr* »»•
covered n.uW mun loieu ctviuaru peo
ple hb experiences in the dark continent,
sni hb Jisrci* through Africa ccvrrrd
only U.UCO miles.
In answer to questions l»y a tepotDr,
Mr. Stanby said that he decidedly pre
ferred the specbl car on a lecture tour
to tramping It through Africa, though
both had their inconveniences. He waa
satitfled that hb visit to th* United
State* had been satisfactory financially.
He said that tbe projected tour in Texas
was given up, not because of alleged
prejudice a against him there, but be
came, when Maj. Pond arrived at Loe
Angeles he heard that there was a break
in tbe filialUsippi river and that it would
be necessary logo straight on to New
Orleans or mbs the city altogether.
Therefor* tbe Btanbv party passed
through Texas in a hurry, in order to
keep engagements in the Crescent City.
When Mr. Htanlev reaches England he
will fill a sir weeks lecture engagement.
After that he will probably reside in
London.
Maj. Pond b satisfied with hb invest
merit in Stanley aa a lecturer. He lays
ha paid him twice as much aa any lec
turer baa ever received and expects to
get biut back to America in October for
10) more lectures. The major gives (Hom
figures of receipt* for big night*: Opening
night in New York. $15, .04; in Brooklyn,
«9.<k0; Philadelphia. $5,000; Boston,
$4,500; Chicago, $5,888, aud San Fran-
ciscot $4,>0U The average for the 110
lectures was T-\?80.
I.ab*nrhrrr ou Talleyrand.
1 have always taken a special internal
In Talleyrand, says Mr. Labnuchere, tut
my interest b somewhat quenched hy
hts memoirs. Aa they were only to be
published a long time after hb death, 1
had expected some iiar.hng revelations,
but he b ss diplomatic ia them as ho was
in his conversation. The memoirs con
sist. mainly, of very long-windeJ )*olit
leal dissertation*, an I in endeavor* to
prove that in id! that be old, he had tbo
io’.erest of his couttry ut t earr. Proba
bly he had. when it did not conflict with
his own interest*, but between tbe two
he never heiitated.
Napoleon's eatiinate of bias waa a
pretty correct ono. Wnen O’Meara asked
him whether Talleyrand ha 1 IwtrayoJ
him, he said. “No, litai I cannot auy
lie was In connivance witu fortune,
had got rid of him oo *. Iwcaus* 1 fouro
tnat he wis taking I r.b»« from all the
liermin priticu-, and ! dim.'tMd him u
second time because he would insi.t ho
hid noliimg to do wi.li the Spanish
treaty, when in reality he frequently
advlead me to depose tbe Rotirlioas there.
Ho wu* hostile to me af.er tho arc on* 1
diamu-eul, and frankly opposed to me,
1 am qu'.linz firm Memory, ao t* at
I am not certain that 1 am using
Napoleon's « wn worua, but this waa th j
subuance of hb reply to O’ Mearu.
How tfarcerr .Had* a Ronnet- Silk
(•loves Sol In Favor—Valnabl* Re-
clpra for llo«i«*wlve»—«:o|l«et*
loua of Odd* and Had*.
Some Daffodil Data:—“The robin has
been here telling the dwellers in my gar
den that the sun and tbe hroczo are on
their way back to us fioni the far Souili.
ThntrM. hnv» Olid no h-#d In lij« new*,
having learned by much hard experi
ence that one robin does not make a
S ring, mid that discretion is, after all,
a better part of valor.
But the flowers are more buoyant, and
a lovely company, hearing tho red-vested
horalde tidings, have ventured out of
their underground houses to raoel and
greet the spring. There are the jonquil
und narcissus, and the brave hearted
• • ♦ "Daffodils.
That mines before the swallow dares, anil
take
The wind* of March with beauty.”
This cheerful sisterhood have been able
to don their festal array thus early lie-
cause they have practiced virtues which
we seldom associate with the tloasoms of
field—prudence, industry aud
economy.
After the flower faded lut spring the
daffodil began to provide for tho needs
of the future. The leaves drank in the
sunshine and dew of latter spring and
summer; tho roots gathered food from the
soil, and the nourishment thus collected,
no longer needed to support a showy
and expensive family of flowers, was
hoarded up for future contingencies. By
the fall there waa a rich store of starches
and gums securely pecked away under
ground in a solid bulb. The bulb wae
covered by overlapping horny scales, a
protection against cold and rotting damp.
At its very heart, closely folded nnd
snugly hidden away from frost, were tbe
leaves which have ventured above
ground lably in answer to the persua
sive voice of the robin.
The food in the bnlb has supported the
daffodil all the time is was foraiiog its
flowers, and will afford it a comfortable
living till the blossom withers and tbe
seed 1* formed By that time tbe hoard
will be exhausted, and tha bulb which
used to be ao Arm and white will have
dwindled to a mere dry bunch of papery
scales. However, tbe root* will then he
long and strong, the leavoe will bo aid*
and reaily to work, and, altogether, can
collect enough, not only to supply all
present need*, but to lay by another
capital for next spring’s business.
fily daffodil hloMoms aro very young,
and they Bit??! he tmtUlMa or th**y would
neither have trusted anything so fickle
as this spring's sunshine, nor yielded
such ready credence to the traveler's
talcs of on* possibly vagabond robin. It
is consoling to think, after all, they are
the children of root* which have secu
several aeaicna, and are fully alive to tbe
advantages of having something laid by
—perhaps literally—in tbe hank.”
Hut round wwi> mrpmr In th
il mm, uni unle.rwd p-rttin h»,« ^
Jl.»7 Sfr Ud«in AmcW te ioor»a m li rw rm.ofi.il ,1_.-
hUrewnl work bit bprrtrtlj- iu
-tlianu! .
-Gerald Massey.
And wulk« <! ino limn® uu»i».” *
Fashion Notes: New York’s bright,
new paper, the Recorder, chats plena,
antly about spring affairs, and tells hew
Margery makes her bonnets:
filnrgcry made a bonnot yesterday. It
was n joy to see her, aho joyed ao in the
doing, bhe crooned “Danny Denver” aa
aho brought out a handful of sllVsr gray
gauze from ono box and a shred of silver
lace from another and a scrap of grav
vedvet ribbon from a third and a bunch
of tnosa rose* from aome receptacle
whero they had lain hidden fog years,
ttho bat li*i*)lf down iu tho midst ol sucu
miscellaneous tr hike try you would have
said she had overhauled a dozen rag
bag®. Her chant was slow and weird
and her eyee wero dreamy, but her
fingers were magically awift, and pres
ently ahe was pirouetting before the
glass in such an admirable imitation of
tho old masters in French bonnets you
would have thought her a copyist
who almost surpassed tho originals.
filargery’s (lowers and feathers do not
dropout a* do those of her follow ama
teurs. filargery’s bows haves peculiar
twist which no one bnt Margery can giva
them, filargery’s lace plait* itself into
ruches und fans aa if it knew by intui
tion what aba wanted of it Margery
can stand for four minutes in front of a
milliner’s window and then go home and
turn out in an afternoon “imported” bats
for all social events of tbe season.
Margery ie an artist, and white such
jugglery with pine and stitches mar
come to MUly ooiy with grief and long
painstaking, or perclianco may not corns
stall, yet Milly may catch a few of tho
tricks of Margery’s magics by clow watch
ing of her flying ilc^or\
Margery never uses a hat or bone t
fraino just as she bought it, as if tho de
signer could have had in mind her hair
and her eyes am! her brow. Hho knows
he was thinking of quite a different
young woman, or of no young woman at
all; just a wooden block of a head that
could not rebel if he pulled the straw
down over iu eyebrows or pushed tho
crape away hack, uncovering all its front
hair. And so »he pinches her bonnet
and rat* it and smooth* it to lying down
and excitea it into sUndiog up and coaxes
it and cajoles it and scolds it until she
lisa caused It to make her acquaintance
thoroughly. When it knows her and
obeys her and make* her pretty, then,
and not until then, she yields to it* re
quest to know what aho will give it for
t nuOi i.iiivi.t.
She tortures it. you will understand,
with very few thrusts of the needle. 8be
never dews on flowers or feathers to make
them feel bound down hand and foot, aa
Gulliver was by the Lilliputians. She
uses hero a pin and there a pin, and
everythin;: depends on her just instinct
of tbe right spoU and methods. But ehe
wts her pine firmly, aud in her apparent
tuadQeaa there is method.
One can’t help wondering IT Parisian
nissdanica and mademoiselles will have
say hate to wear tbu season, so many
beautiful onw have bean brought away
from them and offered to American
tbe truth—that Mary of Magueia haa
once bcea of that class which hod At-
paste at its head, a class to which alone
the Greek world looked, not merely for
pleasure, but for the stimulus, tbe sym
pathy, for intellectual fascination and
companionship.
hlr Edwin portrays her os enter
taining the Roman procurator after the
eclipse of the star ip tbe East.
„Th8a met
She who most loved Him. be who ruul«r*d
To first h PMtlaa and fcanr. Fur, anon.
The bar slides backward of the Woman's
And on th* stairway of tb* leew*n, stood
On* tall, aud |>roud. and fair; albeit past
Hail iTbnnind tho lustra of thnso largo dark
Bent tipoa PUato. Rich tbo Jewish h!on*l
Glowed through the suu burnt Ivory of her
Pnvetlrd for saloUtion-lrndlmr show
Of rotor to the thinned uncolored rhrek,
Hut leaving pal#a* paorl-llaefi w-rau •bell
The full Whit# nerh, nnd where neck rua# to
The tender margin*of the bosom, tmund
By stlvered-borderad *ymar, i-ro*M*l-and
As moonlight's heart tho l»i
head framed . . , „ . .
Coder the black waved hair, forehead and
hair.
And eyebrow*. Lent Ilk® th* new
.Silk l*»b«®, long and curved, shallowing with
Of aoftest melancholy that worn pUco
Where the tears gather.
A gracious presence, brought from passions
Frotnteiwpesta of the Wood, f-waver hushed;
Fairer, may he, os she stood there, serene
Than In tbgae liygonr days, iha *v«1 days
• *" * - lolisiltmast edxe.
importation* uj*»» «*• M4
mav rwtafc* to a hat’ from .
Parte.
These little bats are vary eimply
trimmed for very IKtle onea They aro of
fine straw with vary low crowus ami
wide, drooping brims.
If the little miss for whom they ore in
tended lias abort hair, tha crown D
coaxed to droop a little more in the back
than in the front, but if the weareFa hslr
is long they are turned up coquettish!?
sad fastened by the triaauog.
This te either a bunch of vary narrow
ribbion made into full rosettes and ruch-
ing; or a bond of tiny white flowen cir
cles the crown and ia tied with brood
whit* ribbon at the back.
Th* wide brim te either lined with
white crepe shirred around the edge, or
It may have a fold of wldto velvet, or
sometimes three folds are used.
.. very handsome hat for a lady,
which bean Halsey’s mark, te of black
chip, with wide brim, around which
runs a full ruchiog of soft black lace. .
Ilia low, flat crown te also encircled by
Ilia earns black ruchiog, and tbe brim at
the bock te loet sighted somewhere under
of pinkish lavender flowering
almonds.
Non. but .a artUt to bit Utmuitne
woul«i,b»»» J«r.d b.»i*uth ■ i|umntitj of
flora on tb. Uck of on. b»L Th»r
lift tb.nw.lvc in ton* ctacful «Ulk.
.bout it. uni th.n till down u<l nett,
in wfl bum.be ngaluft th. nM’i h»ir
beneath. _____
A bonnet tbit U a verydcun in elole
U bore picturid. It bee . croer. of open
cold i.c tbet ia outlined about tb. fkc.
end .round lb. top with .null eioleu,
the fold Uce ebowln, plainly Utweoa
the two rows of violeta Juet in front
are two tiny white love birds, that seem
to nestle among th* pate blowome, white
at the back are loupe of white ribbon
from among which come* up a white
aigrette. The tire, dracendteg from
under there loop*, are ateo of white rib-
Ion, aad ara fastened in a prim little
bow just In front. A bonnet of thD
design made of lac* straw, the very
yellow abide, will be in eo«ue Hid tu.
of roune, be trimmed to euil one', fancy
,a woil u lo look well with one', flown.
Silk (lore foe tkl but few yen bme.
ben efinct ibelved. bec»uc of th. dU-
ugrettblo way they bmJ of proelnj talm
Iu their truet and ‘•“rii.-KL"?'!!
A n rngaklani THU.
From ihe Washingtre Mar.
tom* of b*r admirer* refer to fifrs.
I.».»»« of Kanaa®, who made a sensational
political speech at the women's coaven-
>ion in tlu* city, as the “Amazon of
Kansas.” and t!ie Lawrence Record very
uiigslUntly calls attention o the fact
that the Amazon hoe a mouth 150 miles
Only Just I'D In Orthodox—Chairman
of trustees: “Mr. Gqpdmsn, what salarv
will you expect ut to offer jou for the
next year/' The Rev. Mr. Goodman
(with cheerful flnm<ess|; “No more than
last year, brethren, I am etill sound in
the faith.”—Chicago Tribune.
braid* - . . . ,
A «J*e«n of Hla—crovraiag th® shame!®**
With (llnfirm of trmars. tl#«l with pearl*
Something That Wire* Should Know:
“Tltare r.re a treat many men who are
overworked and underfeJ,” said a phy
sician; “they think thev are too busy to
eat lunch at midday, and resort to stimu
lant* as a substitute (or fooJ. It only
takt a a minute lo step into a barroom
and tnko a drink. This make* them feel
better for tbe time, but the effect aoou
pattes away and another is taken to get
rid of the eraptv feelinj. The habit
grow* until it takes eight, ten cr more
drinks a dor to keep them going. Alco- —
boiic s imulant* are the worst thing in ou t when they sbouldn t, but a
the world for an empty stomach, finally ma ^ 0 ( silk glove* haa come to t
causing catarrh of the stomach, inter
fering with tho Mentions of the stom
ach and (icitroyitig the ability to asaiini-
iato foot!. When a man corura to me in
iuis ivuditivu the ’••""’J ■ ’*'*
to cut off !>te Whtekr or whatever
form of stimulant he i* addicted
to, anti subalitut* f*>od for it. I
cau’t substitute solid food, l>«cause bU
stomach w„n t ret tm i*. 1 t r Jstget hiru
to take something that will. This ia
where hot milk and vieby coma* iu.
Cold milk !■* too harsh. It shock* hts
weakened stomach. Hence I give ;t to
him hot. Vichy lightens aud liven* U;
make* U more easily digested. I tail him
to take a glass two-third* milk, ene-thiid
ticSv twice a dav; reorder it over a oar, i turn/ cv«*»» — 7*7/ —
anywhere he can g*t it. and ta let whUky and grays, stitched tei wh»U^ Jj£
and all stimulant* severely alone* If b® E ~-«Ue the Roasia £»**•
•■ten the orders I will cur# him and sate
liis life. A good many men among my
own patient*, fast grow in? prematurely
old and bringing upon themselves a mul
titude of IID by th* riredy and excretive
use of alcoholic sUmuteata instead of tbo
_ town
hkhpeomtere to remedy this.
The fiu^r* are made double teg am
inch and a half back from the lipa Thoy
come la very pretty shade* and have a
. uw! that r»*»*** the fai:;t hope wo
h.ve that .iiiumn ui.j return twu*<tar
.tier .IL
New fll.ee* for etreet wear ire •hort, .
four-button length being now con.uieml
th. utort Ueeir»bl».
A verv «reict.Ue Mt‘l »i the ml
time pretty nod well lilting glove coatee
in tb. Burritz eacque gloe.
glove. b»v» no opening, wnl on “°°K
tcur butt.u length. Tbej if. —®*
Gl.ce kta »nJ bee. tbe pique ttitching,
tue/ come m lovely eofi Jtedee of
and grays, atitebed in whit®, ai
■teach rewmbl. the Kuztu gbieet
l.aee been w pepuler tluough tbe wtattr
in l/»Joo, though they
Ie-J expeueive. but. hi* U "®L "g
durzbi) ev dog .but. «w “
clutuey and do not Ini-nee* the etze of
lit. bzsd u tb* bee tier outerizl ucefc