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SENTIMENTAL BEINGS
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MALE ARTISTS ARE MIGHTY QUEER
FELLOWS WHEN SINGLE.
The Painter of Figures la Naturally Hu*
mantle and Very Kindly and Very Read
ily Folia lu Lore—Ills Income, However,
Ofteiv Servos to Keep Him Single.
Very few of our younger artists are
married, but it may bo accepted as a tact
that tlicy ull want to bo. Cupid llnds no
mark so tempting to his abaft as that
presented by a painter at his easel.
Studio life and sontimont are almost
synonymous tonus. Why this should
be so is easily explained. An artist's life
is almost tnvarinbly a lonely one. No
matter how sociable his temperament
may be, his working hours are generally
spent in silence and seclusion. Being
essentially of a sensitive nature he longs
for Buch sympathy ob women ulone can
give. The failure of a picture or its
complete success are matters that re
quire more condolence or congratulation
than can bo expressed .by a brother
painter. Tho kindliest of neighbors can
not go further than to say: “Look here,
old fellow. I am awful sorry that they
sent your picture backjfrom the acade
my. It's a beastly shame. That's wlmt
1 call it.” Or: "By Jove, old man, you're
in luck. I know lots of fellows with a
big name who have been working for n
year back to catch the Shuw or Evans
prize, and you got it awuy from 'em all.
But yon always wore a lucky dog." .
A woman doeB these things better.
That is the reason he wants to marry
her. Tlie painter is naturally romantic
In his opini' i girlhood is always an
gelic. He may have individual pref
erence for blonds or brunettes, for little
or tall or Intellectual or womanly wom
en, but tho cutire sex is Btill beautiful
to him, not perhaps in its physical fea
tures. but in its mental possibilities.
Hence he is always in love and restrained'
from matrimony only by tho difficulty
of supporting two people on an income
that is bsrely sufficient for one. To be
an artist you must bo an idealist. Stu
dio life hnB extraordinary vicissitudes at
times, but it is always mode up more or
less of visionary elements. Occasionally
the artist's dreams turn into nightmares,
and he has a very bad quarter of an
hour. But when events disillusionize
him he mopes for a short period and pro
ceeds to fall in love with a raw charmer.
Last spring . two young men, ono a
painter, his companion n sculptor, were
Joint occupants of a studio in New
York. These departments of art do not
always agree, iunsmuch as the dust and
dirt of a sculptor's modeling platform in
terfere considerably with tho purity of u
portrait maker’s paints. But neither of
the young fellows was rich, and by club
bing together they managed to pay the
rent of a larger studio than they could
have had separately. The sculptoi 1 made
as little dust as possible and kept it woll
down by frequently using a water
sprinkler. Not to be behindhand in
courtesy, the painter was patient, and by
keeping a sheet of drapery in constant
readiness was enabled instantly to cover
his canvas when-his comrade unavoid
ably throw out a cloud of powdered
plaster of paris. They were Comrades
in every sense of tho word, and had' a
union of pooketbooks ns well as of sym
pathies. On ono occasion the sculptor
was so hard up on the final receipt of n
commission for n largo statue that he
was unable to buy tho clay necessary for
his model, whereupon tho painter do-
niod himself cigars, took to a pipe and
by this economy \got enough money to
pay for the necessary materials.
Some time afterward the artist re
ceived an important order and had not
the wherewithal to purchnso the large
canvas essential for its oxecutiop. The
sculptor said nothing, but putting on
his street coat wont out fora wolk. An
hour later ho came back accompanied
by a boy, and between them they car
ried a canvas twelve feet long by six
wide. It wus a windy day. and the
sculptor was quite exhausted by the
efflort|of getting his unruly burden past
gusty corners. But after a few minutes’
breathing spell the two friends em
braced each other affectionately and
went to work in their respective corners.
So ideal a friendship as thiB ought to
have lasted throughout a lifetime. But
an event happened which changed
the current^f amiability in the studio
and estranged the two young men so
that at present they are not even nod
ding acquaintances.
UHb day the painter received on order
for a sketch of a man in armor. The
sculptor readily consented to pose for
his friend, and after Borne effort finally
got himself buckled into a suit of mail.
By one of those accidents that some
times occur at the most inopportune
times the sculptor’s fiancee happened to
call at the studio chaperoned by a lively
married relative. In order to get into
the armor the sculptor, who is of large
frame, had to strip to the skin. To get
out of the suit of mail was not to be con
sidered. Bo he had to stand awkwardly
listening to the merry laughter of the la
dies over his comical appearance. His
fiancee, encouraged by the witty com
ments of her friend, made such fun of
the unfortunate sculptor tliat he became
furious and broke off the engagement.
That evening he employed a truckman
and removed all his things from the stu
dio without vouchsafing as much as good-
by to his chum. The experience effected
an entire ebunge in his opinion of the la
dies. His first inamorata was a tall, dis
tinguished looking brunette. He is now
engaged to a little, round faced blond,
who, despite her resemblance to a French
doll, 1b declared by him to be the epi
tome of all the charms and graces of
womanhood.—New York Sun.
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TAKING DESPERATE CHANCES.
The Sort of Risks People ttuo Every Ilsy
Without Outline Soared. : ’j> ■
Why don’t more people dio of pneumo
nia, quick consumption and other luug
troubles?
That is what 1 think every night in
npper Broadway. There you'll see u
score or two of men coming out of su
perheated theaters between the acts to
stand in unprotected full dress around
tho cold and draft)' lobbies or out on
tho sidewalk for a chat or a smoke
You'll see them at the Madisou Square
garden—square acres of white shin
front—sitting for hours in an atmoa
phere suggestive of overcoats. They
pour out of clubhouses and hot restau
rants at all times of the night, ofteu in
a dripping perspiration from exercise
and with careless or no provision ngaiust
tho evljsof a sudden change of tempera
ture. You enn meet them ou Broad
way with topcoats thrown wide open
and the chest exposed from ueoktie lo
waistband.
Yet it is only now and then that wo
know of a man who ufes out nrotind
town in apparently good health tlio day
before yesterday who is a corpse today.
There uro more than a thousand meu
taking such desperate risks every night
during the fashionable season in New
York.
If you were to tell one of these that
he wus running a greater risk of sudden
death than if he were going into tho
heat of nu ordinary buttle, he would
probably laugh ut you. Yet it would
be the solemn truth.
If he were a soldier going into aotion
it would be with blanched luce and
trembling knees und silent prayer,
whereas it is now with carelesi mien
and flippant tongue and spirited devil
try that he dares the awful specter of
leath.
If he were confined to his room with a
mortal diseuse he would be surrounded
by his sorrowing family and anxious
friends, and his will would have been
made and duly witnessed. But being
blessed with reasonable health and man
ly strength and the sublime confidence
of ignorance, lie plunges into the danger
without a thought on his part or a qualm
of conscience on their purt.
Lungs are not made of chilled steel.
'Yet it is wonderful what they are daily
and nightly subjected to, and how much
they will Btand—sometimes. You must
often feel that they really are practically
indestructible, they are put to such se
vere tests and with so little concern,
Pondering upon this, the faces of
scores of personal friends and acquaint
ances who fell in the prime of manhood
—men of stalwart frame and superb
muscular energy—rise before us in
memory, while the way is strewn with
physical wrecks of the mortally wound
ed victims of fashion.—New York Her
ald.
WILLS OF RICH MEN.
HOW SEVERAL WEALTHY MEN DIS
POSED OF THEIR ESTATES. 1
A Waterloo Veteran.
Ou Sept. 27, 1802, General Karl Fried
rich Muller, of the llunoverian army,
died ut Hanover in his ninety-seventh
year. The deceased general was present
on the 16th, 17th und 18th of October,
1818, at the famous “Battle of the Na
tions,” an engagement that cost Na
poleon 78,000 meu, 800 cannon und 1,000
standards.
Karl Friedrich Muller was present at
Qnatro Bras on the lUth and at Water
loo on tho 18th of June, 1810. After the
victory ho marched with his battery of
artillery to Paris and remained in the
French capital during tho whole period
of occupation by the.allled armies. Karl
Muller, who began his military career ut
fifteen, was never wounded and rose to
the rank of a general in the Hanoverian
service.
He retired on a pension not long be
fore the dverthrowof his sovereign, with
whose misfortunes he sympathized, und
to whose cause he remained strongly at
tached. On Sept. 80, in presence of a
vast concourse of people, this distin
guished man was buried with full mili
tary honors, and the identical colors
carried by the brave Hanoverians at
Waterloo were unfurled around his
grave.—Notes and Queries.
Tub ferment is rising in the French
capital, and now the President of the
republic has himself been implicated
in the late fraudulent transactions.
Though it drags the judicial ermine
through tlie mire, the French people
seem determined to get at the bottom
of the Panama affair.,
Danger In Furnace Register*.
“I can tell you of one danger that is
generally overlooked,” said a friend,
“and thut is in letting inflammatory sub
stances fall through the register. t The
other day I had a case of china unpacked
in tho dining room. The box was filled
Tho Aitor anti lit. Vanderbilt Rleh.n
Went to the Oltleni Hon—The Late A.
T. Mien-art flltve Ilia I'rtiperty to HU
Wife—HI* Other lletineiits. '
The small bequests by Jay Gould to
Ills brother and sister call attuntion anew
to the fact that the financial nisults of
♦he creation of a fortune in a family are
apt to be small to the collateral .branches
and hoavy to tho direct line of issue.
The wills of the heads of the Astor
family do not point a moral in this re
spect. because the fnmily has followed a
rule designed for tho perpetuation of n
gront family estate in two parcels. Bide
bequests, If considerable, would hove
prevented the execution of this plan
Tho distribution of the late BamnolJ.
Tilden's fortune is not ill lucrative of the
common custom, because la* was a bach
elor.
A. T. Stewurt. the great merchant
prince, made a simple will. In the sec
ond imrugraph of the document opuned
after his death in 1870 he wrote simply.
•All my property and estate of every
Wild and description and wherever sit
uated 1 give, devise and lieqneath to my
(iear wife. Cornelia M. Btowart. her
heirs and assigns forover.” In the next
paragraph he appointed Henry Hilton to
inanage.'close and wind up his partner
ship business and affairs. lie made ox-
Judge Hilton, the widow mid William
Libbey his executors, and he bequeathed
to Mr. Hilton tho sum of £1,000.000 “us
u mark of regard."
lu a codicil to the will he bequeathed
various sums of from £20.000 to £000 to
us many faithful employees in Ids busi
ness, and other snms'of £2,800 to £800 to
seven household servants. To two sIb-
ters named Murron, at whoso father's
house and hands he had enjoyed hospital
ity, he gave£12,000 a your and a house in
this city. To Henry Hilton's wife he
gave £8,000. In a second codicil he gave
£10,000 each to four persons of the name
of Clinch, who were relatives of his wife,
to two of whom he gave a house in town,
and to Barah Smith and her daughter he
gave £10,000 each. He willed that all
persons who had remained in his employ
during twenty years should have £1,000,
and all who had worked for him ton
years £700. A letter to his wife accom
panied the will, and ill that he said that
lie hoped to live to carry out his charita
ble schemes, but if he died before doing
so he would depend on her <o do so with
the advice und assistance of their friend.
Henry Hilton. |
Mr. Stewurt had no children. If he
bad no relatives either, his will is not a
case in point. But, on the other band, if
it is true, os many claimants assert, thut
he had a number of cousins and other
kin in Ireland, his absolute forgotfnlncs <
of them or refusal to benefit thorn is re
markably upposite.
Commodore Vanderbilt, who died in
January, 1877. rnude many bequests, to
others than his children. To his wife lie
gave £.700,000 and ull the contents of his
bouse in Washington place, the use of
which was hors for life. To his brother.
Jacob H. Vanderbilt, he gave £80,000.
To his sister Phoebe he gave £1,200 a year
during her life. To his nieces und neph
ews he gave various sums, ranging
from £20.000 and £10.000 down to £700
und £200 a year. But ho gave ono grand
nephew £28,000 and another £20,000. His
doctor got £10,000, and u faithful old.
clerk got £20.000. To an uncle he gave
£5,000, und the wife of a nephew re
ceived £25,000, ,
When ho came to consider his ohildren
the situation waa altered. To William
H., his eldest eon. he handed down the
bulk of his magnificent property, the
value of this gift being estimated ut £00,-
000.000. The whole property had been
considered os worth £105,000.000, and of
the £18.000,000 that William H. did not
get one-half went to William's sons, the
oldest one, Cornelius, getting greatly the
largest share. He seemed thus to indi
cate a belief that yonng Cornelius, who
had already shown ability us a financier,
would become the head of the houso in
the third generation.
To hts own less worthy son Cornelius
be gave merely the interest on £200,000.
He divided £1,280.000'equally among five
daughters, and two of these be further
enriched, the one with the interest on
£400.000 and the other with the interest
on £800,000. Enriched is scarcely the
GARDENING.
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Hope, go gut your garden dresa onl
Warm are hem the winter hour*:
1 will touch you, ttwuut, n lesson
Put amoiiK the i ver*.
You *lmii hold the spade with father.
Gather wither’d twig* that fall.
Rake the leaven, or, If you’d rather.
Weed with IlngorH nmnll.
bunny hair ’uuath woolen bonnet.
Blue serge coat of bahy nine,
With the round Imho button*on it.
Large an uie your eye*:
Btocking’d luge au trim and dainty,
Tiny iHiote Tor muddy vveuther-
8o your ready. Kin* you. muyu't l?
Then we’ll go together.
Flint—oh, yoe, the rake I’ll tinil ynu;
There, you have It—off you trot.
Trailing all it* length behind you.
To our weed grown *pot.
For the basket next you’re calling;
Well, I’ll bring tt: you’re no Mtrong.
Help me, will you? Why, I’m hauliug
It and you uloltgt
Weed* 1 eel-ape from out t he gravel.
You will carry one by one
To our baeket. far you travel
Foremall labor done!
While full hueity uprooting
In the euil with line I grope.
In the basket etmiue you're putting-
Fie upon you, Hope!
Tired or thin. I all unknowing,
To tho garden bed yon hie
Where chrysanthemum* are growing.
These you gather ely
When, licliol.l, my baeket poee*,
Stuck about tlie rim with flower*.
Like a bumpkin crowned with roee*
lu old Maypole hourel
Hope, my little two-year maiden,
Hardly kuowlng flowept from weed*.
When Time bringe. witlt huelneeH laden.
Larger joy* and need*,
May you Mtlll accept a* tru^ur**
Ilumldu thing* by nature given.
Still turn labor* into pleiiMUro*
. Touch’d with light from lieavenl
- W. T. Webb in lamUoii Hpeoutor
Mr. Truvor* ami Jay Gould. 1
William R. Truvors, ho celebrated
as u wit. perimtratud a joke about
Jay Gould that the old time broken*
still remember. One day, although
his office in the Htreot wax filled witli
customers uud friends, business wiu*
dull, and Mr. Travers strolled over to:
tlie window and looked out. Of h*
sudden he yelled loudly und excitedly -
"C-eome h-b-here. b-b-boye! L-look,
l-lookl”
Every one rushed to the window,
fulling over oach other in their eager
hurry. They looked, and saw uoth
iug but Jay Gould ou the opposite
side of the street whispering in the
ear of one of his broken*. But tlmt
did not explain Travers' excitement.
“Well, what is itl" everybody
asked; “what are you raising such u
deuce of a row about?"
“L-look, l-ook!" returned Travers;
“did-4-don’t y-you se-seel There's
Jo-JjA Ge-Gould with li-his li-humls
in li-his o-o-owu par-por-]x>cketB "-
New York World.
maid to clear np the litter on the floor
A little later 1 came into the room and
smelled a strong odor of burning. It wus
a very cold day, and there was a hot fire
in the furnace, and as the smell seemed
to come from the register I lifted it en
tirely out and stuck u bent poker as far
down the pipe as I could reucli. With
a lot of dust and rnbbish I brought up a
quantity of excelsior shavings which
were distinctly scorched by tlie heat. It
was the first time that I had ever thought
of the danger of ‘sweepings’ connected
with the open registors.”—New York
Tribune.
A London Idea.
In certain London restaurants each
customer Is allowed to make his (or her)
own tea. The waitress lights the gas
burner, which is affixed to each table
and sets thereon a silver kettle. Then
•he presents to the teamaker a silver
with ‘excelsior’ packing, and after the . . _
dishes had lieen taken out I told the term to use. for it was evident that he
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intended only to Insure to each of them
the comforts of a competency.
When It cauie time to open the wtll of
William H. Vanderbilt it wgsfonnd that
h« had. given tou nephew, W. V. Kissuni,
£:I0.0IK): tii his uncle Jacob the dividends
on 1.000 shares of New York Central; to
his aunt Plmdio and to each of twelve
other relatives unnnities of £1,200. The
greut bulk or thb increased estate went
to the children. There were eight of
them, nnd om-li got £7,000,000 outright,
together wito the interest during lifi
on another £7.000.000, the eighth part ol
a trust fund of £40.000,000. The prin
cipal in this legacy was to go to his
grandchildren when his children died.
To his eldest sou.. Cornelius, he gave an
additional £2,000.000 outright, and to his
favorite grandson. William H.. the son
of Cornelius, lie gave£1.000.000outright.
The youngest son. George, was te have
the family mnnsion and works of art
caddy divided into compartments and j when his mother should die. To his own
nlVi.M.Mr. n aL aS/.a Ca*,/.1iA1,(V r’nl'l An nr 1
offering a choice of Souchong, Ceylon or
green tea. Any one who is compelled to
drink the lukewarm stuff called tea at
restaurants will appreciate the new idea.
—London Letter.
Mr. Cabot Lodoe, author of the
force bill, who will probably be the
next Senator from Massachusetts, is
being spoken of as the man to take up
Mr. Blaine’s insignia. We would like
to hear it said that iliey had fallen
upon worthier shoulders.
Senaboh Carlisle, of Kentucky, is
a mighty good man to keep keys of
IJncle Sam’s larder.
widow he left a yearly allowance of
£200.000 nnd the right to give away
£500.000 howsneveror to whomsoever she
pleased. To each of his four daughters
he gave the house in which she was liv
ing when ho died. Having thus disposed
>f only about half of this great property,
which was said to bo sufficient to give
tonr dollars to every man, woman and
child in thecoiintry. Mr. Vanderbilt gave
tho rcHt to his first and second sons. Cor
nelius und William K., or about £70,000.-
000 each.—New York Bun.
The criminal record has not Uiliiln
Isheil with the new year. Each day’:
history of crime seems blacker than its
predecessor.
A Clover Itemarlc.
“1 think Mr. A. 1b so clever and
original," said a young hostess to a
literary man, who was dining with
hor the other day. “Do not you I"
“Well, he is a good follow euougb.
but 1 should hardly call l>iui that."
wus the uuswer. “But he really
says such very good things." she in
stated. ’/For instance, yesterday
afternoon at Mrs. B.’s he made such'
a clever remark about tea. 1 .forget,
what it woh. hut it was something
about the cup cheering one up;!'
"Hardly, 'the cup which cheers, but
not inebriates,' ” suggested her neigh
hor, grinning. "Why," she exclaimed
innocently, "that was just what it
was. Wergyou there?" ; -Now York
Tribune.
Reading HI* Own Work*.
I only once heard Thackeray allude
to his works, nnd that in a seno
comic spirit, which amused both biui
and us. “I was traveling on the
Rhine.” he said (in company ’ no
doubt with "the Kiekleburys"). "and
entering one of the hotels on the
banks, exhausted and weary. 1 went
iiito the salon and threw myself on u
sofa. There was a I took ou a little
table close by, and 1 opened it to
find it was ‘Vanity Fair.' I hod not
seen it since I corrected the proofs,
and I read a chapter. Do you know
it! seemed to me very amosing?” -
Dean Hale’s "Memories.”
Labouclicro on Largo Fortunes.
Mr, Henry Labonch.ro, discussing the
recent death of Jay GonlJ and the large
fortune be left in London Truth, says:
"Were 1 an American I should meet
this tendency by a progressive death
duty on all bequests. What 1 mean
is that the duty wouljl not progress on
the sum total left by the individual,
bat on the sum inherited by the individ
ual. Suppose that a man left £1,000.000,
and that my progressive duty doubled
itself on every £700,000 inherited by any
of his heirs. My plan would work ont
in this way: If the dnty on the first
£500,000 were 5 per rent., should he
leave one person £1,000,000 the snm of
£75,000 would have to be paid, £175,000
by any one getting £1,500,000, and so on
until the effect of leaving an excessive
amount to one individual would be that
the state would become the sole heir.
This would prevent the perpetuation of
accumulations and oblige a millionaire
so to spread his mouoy on his death that
a large number of individuals would
profit by it.”
The High, mum In-lbe llluh* I’lnce,
From me Calhoun County Conner.
There is no better Democrat in the
State, and few wiio have labored more
zealously and effectually for tlie suc
cess of his party, than Hon, Jesse VV
Walters, of Dougherty. ' He is spoken
of as the coming man for district at
torney for the Southern district of
Georgia, and t|ie Democracy of the
State will be delighted to see his servi
ces thus partially rewarded, as well as
to know that the office will be so ably
filled.
ANGRY INSPECTOR.
Mr*. Helen Ili.nt’* Fxperlonco In n Mu noun'
in Co |i *mli a gen.
One of tho sights of Copenhagen is the
Rosenborg csslle collection, officially
known ns the "Chrono! rgiexl Collection'
of tho Kings of Denmark.” When Mr»
Helen Hunt went to see,It she bought n
"full ticket," so ns to insure tho entire
attention of tho museum inspector. He
was n tiitndsuniB tihiti, fifty years old or
more, and when lie began to spaulc Eng
lish the voiior'sdcliglitwasunbounded,
Wlmt nu afternoon she should linvol
"1 am so-ry," she said, "that wo hnvo so
short a tltuo In which to sec these beau
tiful and Interesting collections. Two
lionrs is nothing!” "Oh. I shall cxplaiu
to you everything." ha said, and ho pro
ceeded to throw open tho doors of mys
terious wall closets. Says Mrs. Hunt:
Tho first tiling ho pointed ont to mo
wps tho famous Oldenborg horn, said to
have beon given to Count Otto of Olden
borg by a mountain nymph in n forest
one day in the year DUO. As ho poiuted
to it I opened my catalogue to find the
place where it was mentioned, that 1
might make ou the margin some notes
of points llmt I wished to recollect. I
might have been looking at it for per-
tiups half u minute "when thundering
from tho mouth of my splendid Dane
tamo:
"Do you prefer tlmt yon rend it tn the
catitl *gve than tlmt 1 tell yon?"
I aiA Lot sure, but my impression Is
1 actually jnmiieil at his tone, 1 know
1 wus frightened. 1 explained to him
thut I wus not looking for it in the cata
logue to rcud thou and there, but only
to associate wlmt 1 saw with its plucu
nnd with tile illustrations in the cata
logue, and to make notes for future use,
He liurdly heard a word I said. Patting
out his hand and waving my poor cata
logue away, he suid:
“It is ull there. You sliull find every
thing there as 1 tell you. Will yon lis
ten?",
Quite cowed, I tried to listen, but 1
fontid tlmt without my marginal notes
I should remember nothing. 1 opened
my catulogne again. Tho very sight of
it seemed to uut upon him like a scarlet
Hag oil I* hull.
Instantly lie burst out upon me again,
In vain 1 tried to stem tho tide of his
ungry words, und tlie nngricr lie got the
less intelligiblo became ins English.
"Perhaps you take me for a servant in
this museum," lie Buid. "Perhnps my
liiuno is as good in my country as yours
is in your own!”
"Oh, do—do listen to mo one minute!"
1 said. "If you will only hear me t
think 1 can muke yon understand. 1 do
implore ybu not to be angry."
"1 am not nngry, I have listened to
you evory time—too many times. I have
not time to listen any more.”
This he said so angrily that 1 felt the
tears coming into my eyes, 1 was in de
spair.. 1 turned to Harriet and sutd
"Very well, Hurriet, wo will go."
"Yon shall not gol" he oxclatined,
“Twonty years I lmve shown this mu
senm and never yet was any one before
dissatisfied with wliut 1 toll them,
haveiiiyseif written this catalogue you
curry. Now ] will nothing say, and yu’
cun ask if you wish l Bliould explain any
thing."
He folded Ids arms and stopped back,
the very imago of u splendid man in a
sulk. I hesitated what to do, but at last
J gulped down my wounded feelings and
went on looking and making notes. ,
Presently lie began to cool down, to
bcu his mistake. In Icbs than half an hour
ho had ceased to lie hostile, and before
theendof tile hour ho had become friend
ly, and more. He seized both my hands
in his, exclaiming:
Woslmll lie good friends—goodl -You
must come ugain -to Rosenborg: you
must see it all. I will myself show you
every room. No mutter who sends to
come in, they shull not be admitted. I
go ulouo with you,"
So fair, us pur.- the
I see thy licauiy's dowel
And sadness alls my 1
My hands thy head
Would llnKcr while I
"Oed keep thee In his
Pure, fiowerllko alw
Unren Itolnneli.
What an astounding
Reinach was I He was my i
ind l of ton met* him. The
j.ept a close eye on the
t’.io wnr office and on the j
Commissariat contracts wore t
luid at tho one plane, und in
was tobe secured, by tin* frk
of the other. He uudomtui
ness as boiug I'urgont dos
Outside of linidnoss lie wiu* u
sort of person, and bis bluff I
bid his,lingular keenness,
in many respects the counterpart
the late M. de Villomcssant,
founded fbe Figaro, and who,
had much real and false bouliomnij’
Tho baron hod a brain fur lug bit
ness combinations uud for tints
His mistake was in bunting ton hi
bares at a time. Ho filled lita coil
no doubt, out of Panama and >
couped, by getting the Do Lexxeps
■nuke him tbuir greut winqmll
heavy Ibsaes that he hod previo
incurred. I believe tlmt ho died
full mouoy safes But I also t
tlmt ho was often on the I
ruin, nnd thnt nobody could say,
oven himself, What he wus :
Puris Cor. London Truth.
M
ScarliiR uii Aetiir.
A joko wna perpetrated on nn«
in one of tlie local thentors u
nights tigo—at least it wus in
to bonmuHing. The jsiliceman
occasionally snooi>s uround
tlie scenes was asked to ,
nrrest the subject of tho jr.
male ingenue," on one of
pnny described him. The offieor
so far ns to dap tho ytjbng t'o"
the shoulder und tell him tlmt 1
wanted. "What for?” he
“They'11 tell you around) at
tion." The luckless youth tu
morons colors und shivered, 1
E Dliceman told him thut ho w
ini off thnt time. Tlie
heuved u sigh of grout relief
made this revolution, “I had a
ten youi-s ago, and 1 thoughl it
that.” It te said that in trying to
funny in tlie sumo way witli nn in
in ii western eitytho supposm'
of arrest dropped dead ol In art
ease.—Now York Recorder.
Paying Funoinl Kxpeusa* In Advance.
Workmon put up a telephone eome
weeks ago in an office in a building near
the Brooklyn navy yard, and lator on
other workmon carried in a number of
coffins of various eizcs.aild styles of fin
ish and sot thorn up in different orna
mental positions. Neighbors looked on
with a curious sort of interest. All this
weird activity was tho outfitting of a
business that is something brand now in
corporate enterprise. It was the practi
cal boginning of a project of enabling
citizens to provide while Btill alive for
their own or their friends’ burial upon
the earns eyutom as life insurance te car
ried on, and at rates that are a slash at
the “onion pricee” of the Undertakers'
association. The coffins were samples
of the cut rate wares.
Tho now business is done by a series
of contracts with customers whoreby
the projectors of the burial business
agrep to fumteh docent burial at prices
that range any whoro from £80 for a child
to £250 for an adult. A £80 interment,
for instance, ie obtained by paying 80
ccntson signing a contract and 80 cents
monthly thereafter until the £80 is paid.
At the £250 burial tho rate ie raised to
£2.50 on signing and £2.50 a month.
The contracts contain this binding
clause:
The preparation and preservation of
the body for intennei*. One casket and
name plate. Chestnut or. oak outside
caso. Extra lino shroud/ Door hand.
Hearse and five conches. Attendance of
undertaker at funeral. Opening and fill
ing the grave.—New York Snn.
“A Perfect Oentleiuan."
Calino knows what te due to tbc
fair sox, and never misses a chance
of displaying bis gallantry. The
other day he found himself the sole
passenger in a tram car. When the
car stopped aud a lady got on tbe
platform. Calino immediately jump
ed up, ran to the door and said in
his blandest tones:
"Madam, permit me to offer yon
my seat!"—Petit Journal
The small eotton-orop Idea doesn’t
look well to the farmers alongside the
high cotton figures on tlie boards of
the exchange.
A Retiipiutlnii.
A postmaster in Iowa imiutly
tho following pathetic resign
tlie postmaster general
1 have Imd tho honor mid
uro to receive tho mail from I
by means of horseback, afbiit.
own wagon, and finally from the
road train, from the days
to Harrison I have dis
same to Irish. Gonna
Scotch, Sweden. M -
Dane und Dutch qi
to tho government and s
to tho Republicans, Den
gors, Grceubackers. F
and lastly to Alliancors,
havo long since lost my
by, Uncle Sain, for I tm
your service, —Postal Re
Hunt Lo»t Article*.
Few women shoppers in tl)
for bargains stop to think of
her of tilings that are
great army of bargain hi
day. Pushing and pul'
other as they do in I
get near some special bur;
noticed dropping of a hand'
pocketbnok or fan is a con
currence.
Tho manager of a
Sixth avenuo says the
company of wotnon
else but patrol the stores <
out for articles and mb
shoppers.
Most of these women,
well known to tho f
detectives, but ns they
and occasionally inn
chases they aro not mol
At C o'clo
to his story, or when
their "office” and I
vision of their
band it tenor
vide $100 worth of i
ceeds of a day’s persis
Of course they closel
persona) columns of tl
if a large enough rew
the persons who loso i
pretty good chance of
returned.—New York Wo
Kush valley, Utah, has
natural 6hoo blacking,
of tlio peculiar stuff re
that it te composed of 1
carbon, 18 per cent: of 1
the remainder aluminium,
pure.
The English have the
religions in tho Uni'
and their taste fort
te shown when 30 per
books published belong 1
Col. Livingston, of i
cording toall reports, is g
extravagant. It 1s said t
ahout n half n day’s
day for an hour’s
capital. TVell, it’s a
Colonel and his friends
him having a good time
The “Western ill -a” is bei
Inculcated Into the