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4- INDSTINCT PRINT — VOU! 10 jibrnw* l» trite; tlio Insincere \iiil glibly iim It, And often liyixx rlinj nustoro I tlifllr projects chotwn It: To aid t . Hm whi n Mid Mpoken from the heart. While grief* oml cares opprsntf you. The sun nppmrx, the cloud* dcpnrt— That common phrase, tlod Mesa you I Life often Is a dreary nuul. Where thorns and briers beset you. And while you slugger 'neath your load Small troubles sting and fret you. It light* tho eye and dries the tear ■When nil these Ills distress you. IfJrora a friendly voice you hear plin Tho couimou phrase, < »od bless you! And often when the heart would apeak Its Impulse sweet and tender, And other words are all too weak Its meanings deep to render. Or gratitudes a medium seeks In which it would address you. Then in the phrase a volume speaks - Tha common phrase. Owl bless you! —Cape Cod Item. THE SKENE-DHU. "Better lot the girl go, Arthur. 1 would not worry myself ubout her if I were you. If ahe' prefers the other fellow you cun nevor make her transfer her affection by running after her. Besides, such conduct on your part would be unmanly and utterly unmunly in a Macgrcgor.” "Who’s going to run after her! I simply state that I intend to be present at the ball tomorrow night, and yon intimate that I shall bo i-nnninguftor Helen Jamison! I cannot help it if she chooses to go. At tlioso public charity 1 Mills anybody of averngo re- abf spectablllty. witli the ability to pay It Hve dollars for admission. Is wel come, I suppose, and I lmvn ho doubt that that valuable Institution, the Asylum for Office Beckers’ Wid ows, or whatever it is, will ho bene fited to the extent of live dollars from the pookotbook of Janiisou perc for his (laughter's ticket." "Well, Arthur. 1 ant glad you are not going to nmko a fool of yourself. From what you say, 1 imagine Miss Jamison does not look upon you with such favor us we thought. Is Sam Bangs suing to take her to the ball?" "How the lienee should I know!” responded Arthur, with sudden feroc ity, and 1 did not say any more. Arthur Macgrcgor was my chum, and 1 knew his dis|m.sition so well that I could forgivo his little chnlli- tiou'of te'inner. i‘S|iebtnlly when I knew that I Imd given film ample provocation. My regard for him was fully returned, I know, 1ml ho often used to say, when s|N>akltrg of me. that Ned Pierce could say aggra vating, tilings ill a cold blooded way that would dangerously si rain the i.trongosl ties of friendship. Per haps Al l lull- was right, hat I am sure it wnsuuiutciilioiml on my part, “1 sliull go in costume." Arthur nminunred alter a |mnse, during which we hnd laith smoked so vigor ously that tny little den looked more like the private room of n Gorman Student than I ho business office of a respectable rising young lawyer. “As a Highlander, I suppose, Ar thur, "said I, waving my hand to dis pel the smoke, so that I could look at his face. A "Of course. I have the dross, and i foci more at homo iu a n'-ilillo aud kilt'than in anything <V-o, except an -ordinary coat and vest The IhiII, which was to tiring to a •close the fair held for tho benefit of a deserving 'charity, ws to bo tho •octal event of the season. While not absolutely a fancy dress gather ing, it was left to tho oiition of thosn attending whether they appeared in costume or in evening ilrt-ss. Many of the' gentlemen hail signified their intention of going in fancy cos tumes, while it was understood that moat of the ladies would appear only in the gorgeous productions of tho modem modiste. Arthur Macgregor, though an American, prided himself on his blue blooded Scottish descent. The Macgregore of the olden time had been terrible fellows, who took a prominent part in the Border war, with the Douglases and others of that ilk, and who, with claymore and targe, led their neighbors a sad life of it when they took it into their heads to organizo a sheep stealing expedition, or to avenge some real or fancied affront offered to their ci-in. ‘What do you think of myoos- tumet" asked Arthur, as he showed - himself to me before we started for the boll on tho following evening. - "Do you think I should have passed muster if I had lived in the Six teenth century, when the Macgreg- on were a power in the bonny laud of cakes!" I was obliged to admit that ho did look well. A tall, handsome fellow •with a mnsoive, sinewy frame, of which his legs, boro at the knee, were somehow the most conspicuous portion, the picturesque dress of a ' Highlander suited him exactly. From the tip of the long, ravon black " feather in his bonnet to, the heels of his buckled shoes he looked every Inch a Scotch warrior. "What is that iu your stocking, . Arthur j" I asked. ; He stooped and drew forth a nar- . row bladed dagger, fitted into a hilt, with a white butt. The , though spotted hero and thore, the rust of blood from a foe- n’s heart had not been thoroughly oved, Was still bright and gleam As Arthur flourished it in the ght it looked n murderous weap- Vvhich would do terriblo ex ecution in the hand of a desperate man. “Ah! this is one of the most pre cious heirlooms of my family. This knife Is hundreds of years old. It was given to u Macgrcgor by Doug las himself, anil there is a tradition that when one of our name is betrayed in love he can regain the affections of the muiilen of his heart if he can manage to draw blood from her bosom with this knife." What a villainous idea! 1 am afraid that in this prosaic ago such a proceeding would result in a very unromantic charge of felonious as sault and battery instead of a fond reunion of two loving hearts." I re marked. "Was that heathenish dng- gor launched into existence with that mission anil no other)” "No. A weapon of this kind is part of every Highland warrior’s equipment, 11 is en lied the skene-dhu —black knife. When the owner was hard pressed in combut, and could no longer use his sword, lie drew his sknno-dhu from his stocking and tried to turn the tide of battle by plunging tho blade into liis adver sary." Very convenient." The skene-dhii was also used sometimes to give the fallen foe his coup do grace, anil in tho hunt it won employed to cut the throat of a slug which had lieen brought down by u liolt from a crossbow." Arthur Macgregor turned the dag ger over in hix hands utl'eetionutoly. us he deseriiMxl its uses, und then l-e turned it to its nest in his stocking, whore tho white butt on the black handle looked liko the evil eye of a Cyclopean imp iu ambush. Au hour luter Arthur and I en tered the holl where tho hull wus in progress. I saw him look swiftly around, and thou ho marched to the upper end of the large room, where the stage, a muss of hugs amt ever greens, win occupied by tho orches tra Around the hull were the stalls in which fancy urtlcles hud been offered lor sulo during the pust two weeks. Their contents hud ull been removed, aud thu stalls themselves converted into arliors, where, amid cool looking pulms and artistically disposed flow ers, tile most delightful tote-u-totos could lie en joyed by the tired duuc- cih. Into one id these Arthur made his way, and there ho sat, iu solitary gratideui, glowering around tho room and looking. 1 knew, for Miss Helen Jumisoti. I had fallen in with a group of ac quaintances and was talking thu usual conventionalities about the tasty decoration of tho hull, the pros' ports of a large attendam-e, the merits of thu charity, thu lUiiumial results of thu fair mid so on Thou ii eel lain young lady sailed through thu doorway witli her brother, and ns 1 laid tho best of feeling toward this same tunlhcr l took his sister off his Imuds and jollied in the grand niim-h just tlnm forming. As wo to he not a shadow upon her mind. To he sure I thought 1 could see signs of preoccupation, in her man ner, as if Mr. Bangs' conversation were not tho only thing she desired in this lifo. But then I had had pain ful experience of Mr. Bangs' possi bilities os a bore, and 1 did not won der at Helen Jamison's attention oc casionally wandering from his stream of smull talk. "Wonder if this quarrel between Arthur and Miss Jamison is ns se rious as he seems to think," 1 solilo quized as, after delivering my part ner into the earn of her brother, 1 strolled up into tho gallery nnd sat by myself to gather strength for a waltz for which l had 1 looked myself with a notoriously vigorous dancer "1 am sure slio does not cure anything for Sum Bangs. I guess it is only a lovers' quarrel, nnd thut she and Arthur will lie all right iu the course of u few days.” As I made this philosophical reflec tion I glanced carelessly in the di rec-tion of tho stage. Thu musicians were sitting quietly iu their bower of foliuge, turning over the leaves of their music and occasionally start ling the company with fugitive toots of u few bm-s where they did not feel quite sure of u passage, or giving a violinist an "A,” in a brotherly de sire thut his instrument should tie i- perfect tune. But what is this! Yes, surely — Helen Jamison sitting in thu little arlmr neur the stage, where Arthur Macgregor took up his |<oxit.um ou our first entrance 1 Mult hidden by tho drooping fronds ot thu palms, she is looking around the hall appar ently for someliody. 1-Vrhups for Bum Bungs, who, in Ills dress ns a Revolutionary soldier, is wandering feebly over the Moor, evidently wish ing that la: had not conic in a cos tunic wherein tho trousers are cut oil at the knees. No! This is tho person silo wanted to see. 1 can tell that by lull' UUeou- orned manner, as Artluu Miuigi-cgor stalks op to tin) arbi11', and al'h-i standing at I lie entrance fm a tim seconds, doll's Ills blue bonnet suit THE ROSE PARK OF NICE. enters. i , , From where lam sitting 1 cun see; the simplicity of the means employed into the urisir, though the two oeeu-1 their perfect adaptation to the pants ute concealed from nearly ov- em ' to bo attained, which is to obtain orybody iu the hall liy the palms! an abundant and continued produc- uud llowei-s. Sbu is seated m a chair j tion of flowers witlioutgreat expense facing me. lie draws another in i and without exhausting the pluuts. front of her, with his hack to mi: As A rosi-l-r.: h, us is known, docs not paraded slowly around tho great, hall liall to the strains of a selection from "linhoiigrin," I looked at every couple us they passed us ill tho mazes of tho march Iosco if Helen Jamison were there. At Inst! Yes, there she is, nnil— leaning on the ami -if Sam Bangs. But. whero was Arthur) Not in tho urlmr uenr the stage, whero I hnd last seen him! Not among tho prom- enoilers! Notstnndingin that group of young men near tho door—most of thorn In ovening dress—watching the knloidoscopio effect of tho rnnrch, wherein tho quaint costumes of tho gontlomou aud tho rich party dresses of the ladies seemed in every in stance so well matched! Not in the gallery, whero many who did not care to donee had betaken thom- solves to enjoy a full view of the proceedings below! Where was hot “Do you see her)" muttered a bourse voice in my car, as I was bending my boad to speak to tho lady on my arm through the music. I turned with a start. Thero at my olbow, his mighty frame trembling with passion as he kept step hi the march, his face flushed, and his strong, white teeth savagely biting at his blond mus tache, was Arthur Macgregor. “Do you soo her)" ho repeated. "And him?" As he spoke the black feather in his bonnet vibrated in sympathy witli the tremor of hate that went through him like an electric current, and I saw the nervous fingers steal down toward tho black liilt of tho skonordhu which, to my imagination, seemed to actually wink lawless en couragement with its white oye. "Don’t be a fool, Arthur,” was my response, but lie was gone. As Holen Jamison passed nnd re passed mo -in the march I was obliged to admit that thero was some excuse for Arthur Macgregor’s mad love for her. A decided brunette, with the soft brown oyes that will play the deuce with an impressiounblo young man's heart—especially when the young man has Gaelic blood in his veins—cheeks iu which the rich color comes nnd goes with every passing emotion, a .tall, stately figure, car ried with the easy grace bom of per fect health nnd the lifelong drill of good breeding, und to crown all, a wealth of blue-black hair hanging abovo white shoulders in the classic coil so perfectly in keeping with her statuesque beauty. What if the brown eyes could flash Are sometimes, while the color deep ened in the fnircheok8? Just nov- she was smiling at some remark of her companion, and there nppeared A Garden in France Whero Roiei Are Groan on a Very Large Soule. I have several times had occasion to visit the famous Park of Roses at Nice. Tile flowers there are the most beautiful In the world. Both banks of the Vur are bor dered by a line of hills of some height, which are prolonged as far os the sea. The hills on the left bank aid in protecting the whole plain of Nice from the northwest wind. Toward the southern extremity of these hills, on very rich, alluvial soil, is the Curras quarter, in which are the principal market gardens of Nice. In that quarter, also, n little higher up the hill, is tho Josephine villa, or Park of Roses. Here roses are ctilti'ited exclu sively for sale iu winter ns cut flaw ers. Out of the twenty eight or thirty acres which tho property com prises about ton acres are devoted to the purpose of forcing the lose trees, and are covered with very numerous smnllgreenho-i.es or extensi'-o hoi- bod frames, ono or thu other of these being always in u»o for furthering the production of tba floweis. Tho total surface covered with glasses- ceeds 8,000 square meters, oi an ac:o and a half. Naturally i* is h-rmg the months of active snle, from November to April, thot the principal luu vet oc curs, but even iu thospringand «-im mor the very beautiful l-oses grown under shekel me in demand by the dealers. Tli<-«e loses oie the onlv ones..m neuily the only onw, which show a purity ot |s:rfis-t tint, exempt on tho outside petuls Horn the discol oration, the veinmgdhd folds, which ate caused by the bite of cold, too warn! sunstrokes or prolonged ho midity. During the smn-ner tho movable sides of the greenhouses are taker, away, and there romqius only the CHIT OF THE SEASON. HOW ONE WOMAN REGAINED HER mdvijKe THINNESS. HE I* IN SAVANNAH AVI FRI EN M TO-BA V A ColIrrOoH oi lion* Thnl Will In* Irrrnl (hr I.ndirn. A very swell girl curls her linir on silver curling tongs. Hr Itlnr Her. Third Peru Oppo.iiii for C'onxrrsn In Ihr Prr.011 of I. II. Heed, of Rnki-r — Hnu.ll, Ttaonah, U Nora lo Win thr Nominating Contrcnllon. , Any delicate colors may he “set” l>y soaking the article to be washed in a basin of tepid water into which a tea- spounfu! of turpentine has been stirred. A pretty summer cloak to be worn over light or bright summer gowns is of blnck lace, which falls in loose, un- cunttned folds to the feet, Ims full bishop sleeves and no lining. Tailor-made underwear is the latest whim of the fashionable woman. She supplies her private seamstress with n model of her llgure, and tile dninty guuzcil undergarments are fitted like u glove over each limb. I.ace epaulets ever the shoulders, ending en the chest and back In a kind of folded fichu arrangement, and puffed elbow sleeves, with snhots of lace, give tho finishing touches to the approved dress for young ladies. Thu best fashion authorities In this country nnd in l’ai-is assert that the "sweep of skirts is to be out otf,” and that they will be of almost even length all around. It is predicted that the outline of the bell skirt will be re tallied, but that it will be varied in cut, some models having narrow gored breadths, nnd utliers having a bias line instead of a sloped seam down tile middle of the back. A Indy who returned from Europe the other day, says the New York glass roof which protects the flowers j Tribune, much thinner than when site from the rainstorms. left home about a year ago, says that The proprietor mnl founder of the 1 s |„, mvi . s thc reduction In her weight establishment is Mr. Antoine Mari Itmny he said that iho most striking feutilfo of his mode of cultivation is ho sits down I sen the while on the i require n high temperature. Certain simply by partaking only of one dish at each meal. Of that dish, whatever It was (ami she was allowed free choice), she ate as much as she de sired, but there was “no variety;” that was the physician’s Hat, and the re sult was a complete victory over cor pulence, The old-time popularity of whist hilt of tho sUeno-ilhu gleaming in j varieties, like tho saffron rose, con- n ray ot light that, streams through tinuo to put forth butts and flowers tho foliage, nnd l ihink involuntarily all "’inter long iu Provence, nnd well .if the tradition associated with tin-1 developed fijses of that variety can knife in the Macgregor family j b® lacked at the end of November "I wish I could hour ivhat they are ®von in tho climate of Paris. At Mr. saying," 1 say to myself "J should not like to ho an eavesdropper, hut I am ufviitd of Arthur when ho gets Into one of those terrible moods of liis In his jealous liim/.y-ho fnigliv veu kill that girl." 1 can seo the largo fan of Miss Jamison languidly wiivu.g to ulkl fro as slid apparently listens to ivhnt Av thin- is saying Tlu-io i- tmdiinht that In: is di-.xpi'i-iiltily m umnost. ilix gesticulations-how ihiit. flow that gentle iqovemonr >f ilio inn must hafo Win 1 If I could only -ho then- faces! I do not Uti-cv wliei hor tlmv are quarreling or not Now lie leans forward and takes her hand, film snatches it away. The fau stops waving. I son him hringhisiiscduwn on Ills knee, and then: The sknno-dltnl Like a Uash Ills (logon fly to tho hilt of the "black knife." I see tho white eye glistening in his murder ous hand ns ho raises tho weapon over tlio head of the helpless girl, and then I suddenly regain control of my paralyzed limbs! I rush wildly down the stairs, half a dozen at a time, and fly nlong the hall toward the little arbor where a fearful tragedy is being enacted in the very midst of a festive gather ing. I get a hasty glimpse of people staring at me in open mouthed sur prise, of young men bestowing on me a supercilious grin, of promenad ing couples moving hastily out of my path. I hear the yonng men and the couples asking each other what is tho matter with me! But I take no heed! All I can see is the skene-dhu. The terrible blade is still in his up lifted hand, while the girl sits quite still, evidently too frightened to move. I hear her voice saying some thing in low, broken accents. Then he flourishes the knife to make the deatli stab deep and sure. I reach the arbor. Another sec ond and my hand will clutch his arm. Too late! Tho glittering steel comes down like a flash of lightning and—turns into n fan. Thero is a buret of silvery laughter from Miss Jamison ns she takes the fan from his hand and says: “Thank you, Arthur. It is n very pretty present. You know my weakness for curiosities in fans. I will use tiffs to kill oft all the bores of my ac quaintance." "Beginning with Sam Bangs, I hope," puts in Arthur. "You are n silly boy. Sam Bangs, indeed! Who will you be jealous of next? Show mo once more how this spring is managed and do not talk nonsense." As I turn tiwny to look for my vig orous partner in the waltz just com mencing, I have only breath enough for the incomplete sentence: "Well, I’ll he d d."—George C. Jenks in Pittsburg Bulletin. Mari's place the rose trees uro planted cither in threo lines parallel to each other, for tho bushy variety, or in the case of those with fluxihlo stalks, each by itself, something liko grape vines, us for instance, tho Moreclml Niel. They ni-e sheltered by frames just, high enough above the ground to ullow a man walking about inside, j At tho height of tho season, from Dec. l.'i to April IB; the Park of-Hoses sends away an average of Bill) dozen roses a dnv,—Henry do Vilmorin in Revuo Hortioolo; ims been revived, ami many people spend their evenings in playing this game, Exurniainj; Fruit iu Maine. Tho most thoroughly frightened man in Auburn was a Gray farmer who brings blueberries to market. From tho stoi-y ho tells it is no won der. He was driving down the street at tho gray of dawn nnd just a suspi cion of tho red nnd blue tints which herald tho lord of the day was ting ing tho east. The old farmer was thinking over the fat pocketbook he would voturu with when he had Bold his fruit, and the old horse was am bling leisurely along when, horrors I out from behind a building sprang four blue coated policemen. Their white holmets and brass but tons gleamed in the morning sun, which just then looked over the horizon. Arms gleamed ominously from their belts, and the fierce look they wore caused the old man to run over his past sins like lightning. One grabbed the horse, two seized the farmer, while a fourth proceed ed to examine the cargo. It ap peared harmless enough and the man was allowed to drive on.—Ban gor Commercial. Morality of Circus Life. As regards the morality of circus lifo, tho occupation of .the perform ers forbids that they should indulge In dissipation of any kind. Even if inclined in the direction of vice they have no time to indulge in it. On tlio road they rise at 7 or 8 o'clock, leavo the sleeping car and breakfast at a hotel and have a morning re hearsal. Then como dinner, the uftomoou performance and' supper, then the ovening performance, and at 13 o'clock, or pa hojtr und a half nftev they nro through work, they must ho in tho car again or a severe lino is imposed. In winter tho stars go to Europo nnd perform in tho heated circus buildings or stay at homo and prac tice. It is a hard life, hut it is as good ns any other honest calling, and I cannot recollect a singlo scandal that bus boon proved to lio at the door of n circus actor.—Denver Sun. BRIGHT BEN 1>J| 8ft I'nini tlii-Siivaniinli l’resi*. Bright Ben Bussell, with his friend, Hon. J. D. Harrell, of Decatur, is in the city to-fiay. His friends, and b has many a score of them in Havana arc on all sides congratulating ' Russell on his unanimous nomination by thc Democrats for Congress in the Second district. Mr. Russell Ims done great work Tor Democrney in liis district. For months he ims been 00 the stump, shelling tile woods and winning the plaudits of Ills hearers in every pre cinct. Few can surpass him In cam paigning. lie Ims developed greatly as a political speaker. His engaging ways, liis pronounced popularity, and i liis thorough knowledge of affairs pQ-l litical were simply irresistible andA there was nothing for the convention ( to do when it met but to confer upon I him tile honor whioh his trneand tried Democracy mid his untiring work lmd won for linn. Incidents of the Convention.' The convention was harmonious and gave evidence of an united Democracy. Mr. Russell's opponent for the honor of Democratic nominee was Col. O. B. Stevens. When the noiniimtiun had been made Col. Stevens wnlked up to Mr. Russell, took him by the hand, and assured him of liis imiBt hearty support In tlie Congressional election. This brought out a volley of cheers from those in the linll. 4, After tile adjournment Col. Stevcnsf and Mr. Russel) walked down the streets of Albany arm-in-ar* amid shouts of gladness from the Democrats. This evidence of unity in the ranks was very pleasing to nil and wns a sure omen of the triumphant success of Mr. Russell when the election ooours, Third Partr Candidate. It Is now understood that Hie Third Party will have out. a candidate for Congress in the person of Dr. I. . II, Hand, of Baker. The Third Party is strong in the Second in only a few counties, and there is little doubt of the election ol Mr. Russell. If tile Third Party does put up Dr. Hand that gentleman will ‘ ' Mr. “ ” ' ■ lie L ies y t find Sir. Russell a hard man to handle ou the stump. The Democracy Is solidified, and with such a strong ' 111 y Is ban ner hearer they cannot nnd will not think of defeat. It is undei-stuod tlmt, because of the bent, the campaigning in the Second will not be begun befoi ore the middle of September. “By that time Mr. Rus sell will Imve rested from liis rooent hard work nnd will he ready for tlie field in opposition to nil comers who are opponents of Demoornoy and good- government. 4 TUB ONI/Y ONK KYEU PRINTED. Gan You Find the Word? There,is a-H-inoli display ndvertise- lils week, which •baking Hands nt French Funerals, A most painful custom at French funerals is tlie posting at the exit door of the church wherein the cere monies take place of tho mole head of the doceasod person's family, the widower or the eldest son or brother, whose duty it is to shake hands with every person who has been present at the obsequies, when once they are over and people are going away. It is not otiquette for tho gentleman to speak to anybody, hut if he is moved to tears his weeping is considered a most appropriate action.—Paris Let ter. Report comes from London of the discovery of the thistle as an article of food for man as well os beast. When boiled it is not unlike delicate turnip tope. Have night garments that will in sure the utmost degree of repose- provided of course that bedding and ventilation are also properly ar ranged. The costliest toy on record was a broken nosed wooden horse which belonged to. Napoleon Bonaparte and was sold a year or two ago for 1,000 francs. Surdou mnl tho Flmuicler. A rich financier once called upon Vietorien Snnlou and explained brief ly thut the passion of liis life was to attend on the first night of the rep resentation of a play. ‘ ‘Sorry X can’t oblige you," Bold Sardou, anticipa ting the request. “I thought not, M. Sardou, but I have an idea. I have a beautiful daughter eighteen years old. I will give her 300,000 francs if your son will accept her os his wife; then being the father-in-law of the son of the author I shall have a right, as a member of the family of tho author, to assist on the first nights of his pieces."—Chicago Post. A Redeeming Trait. Minister (severely, to bad boy)— Do you smoke cigarettes? Bud Boy—Yes, but I don’t collect tho pictures.—Kate Field’s Washing ton. mont-in-tthia paper, till Ims no two words alike except one worth The snme is true of ench new, one nppenring eneli week, from thu' Dr, Harter Medicine Co, This house plnces. a “Crescent” on everytliingthey make and publish. Look for it, send them the name of the word, and they will return you book. i BUSINESS INSTITUTE i Bookkeeping, Pliotogrnpho, Telegrn pliy, taught by experience teachers Terr " " erms easy. Call en or address, G. W. H. 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