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fining and sloeptrut j
Laughing and weeping,
fUglling for some new toy;
Loving and hating,
Wooing and mating,
phasing the r >hantom. .Toy.
Losing and winning,
braying and sinning,
Seeking a higher life ,
.Hope and repining.
Shadow and shining.
Lare, and worry, and strife.
Hoarding and wasting.
Loitering, hasting,
■Missing tin- golden mark,
Praising and flouting,
Trusting and doubting—
Tawing a leap in tin- dark.
—fUarcnce Henry Pearson.
THE MARSEILLES CROCKS.
& HEBE is a
tradition in
ap* 1 Mar seil lea
that on a par¬
L ticular night,
many years
ago, all the
•docks in that
y. city were put
forward one
lunw — a tradition which is said to
litiw had its origin in the following
story
Chore lived <n the vicinity of that
city a M. Valette. a gentleman of an¬
cient family and of considerable for¬
tune. • He ltft.l married Marie Dan¬
ville, daughter of tlie Mayor of the
■'i: y, -uul, with th ir two sons and two
daughters, dwelt in a. beautiful villa
near the city—a seat which had been
the favorite residence of his ancestors.
Vs his children grew up, however,
he was induced to move to Paris,
which place both he and Mine. Valette
conceived to be more suited to the ed¬
ucation of their family. The removal
of M. Valette and of liis family was
deplored by his father, tenantry, to whom he
had been as a but particularly
as M. le Brun, whom he had left fac¬
tor on his estate, was, though a just
man, of harsh and unaccommodating
temper.
M. Valette found it necessary in
Paris to adopt a mode of life which but
ill accorded with the moderation of
ids fortune. He made frequent de¬
mands for renewed remittances upon
his factor; an .I the latter was forced
to use rigorous and oppressive meas¬
ures to procure for his master the nec¬
essary means. The scanty vintage of
the preced ing jg$r had made such de
juflfndrttouDly hard to obey, and Le
become as odious m-LL Country
as Valette had been respected and be¬
loved.
These circumstances were but little
known to Valette, or he would have
revolted from a manner of life which
wrung from his tenants almost all their
hard-earned substance. One night, as
he slept in Paris, the form of his fac¬
tor appeared to him, covered with
blood, informing him that ho had been
murdered by the tenantry on M. Ya
lette’s estate for rigor in collecting his
revenue, and that his body had
buried under a particular free, which
it minutely described. moreover/thut The ghosi of
Le Brun requested, M.
Valette would immediatelv hasten to
Marseilles and deposit his" remains in
the grave of hie ancestors. To tlliH
request Valette assented, and the an
parition at once disuppt ami.
The morning came to dissipate the
gloom which the vision of the night
had occasioned; and though he had
been for some time astonished at the
unusual silenoe of Le Brun, yet he
could not help - considering the whole
a mere, illusion, 'Stories of ghosts
ho had always considered as fit only
for the nursery. To take so long a
journey on such an errand he knew
would be regarded-as the height of su¬
perstition ; and he made no mention
of the incident.
; ( You are more t houghtful than rts
cai, father,” said one of his daughters
to hnn next morning at breakfast.
“I am thinking, my dear,” said M.
Valette, “why I have been so long in
hearing from Le Brun. I need money
and my demands have not been met.”
Night came again, and about the
hour of midnight Le Brun again ap¬
peared. There was an evident frown
on his countenance, and be inquired
of Valette why he had delayed m ful
filling bia request, Valette again
promised immediate obedience, and
was no longer disturbed by the unwel¬
come intruder. Morning came again.
It must still be a dream,” s%i<l he
to himself “though a remarkable one,
certainly. To-day will probably bring
me the expected letters from Le Brun. ”
The third night the vision appeared
with a terrrible frown on its connten
a nee. It reproached Valette for his
want of friendship to the man whose
blood had been spilt in'his cause, and
for disregarding the peace of his soul,
“If you will grant me my request,”
said the phantom, “I promise to give
you twenty-four hours’ warning of the
time of your own death, to arrange
your affairs and to make your peace
with God.* *
M Valette promised in the most
•oleinu manner that he would set off
next, morning for Marseilles, to exe¬
cute the commission ; and the appari¬
tion of Le Brun disappeared.
Valette rose early next day, and, al-
leging to his family that business of
the most urgent necessity called him
immediately to Marseilles, departed
for the seat of his ancestors, after an
absence of ten years. There ho found
that the narration of the murder of
Le Brun was but too true. Under the
tree that had been so minutely de¬
scribed to him he found the mangled
remains, which he caused to be de¬
cently interred in the family vault. In
vain, however, he made search for the
murderers. The same causes which
occasioned the death of the unfortunate
Le Brun led the tenants to the most
obstinate concealment of tlie manner
of it, and Valette saw, with horror and
regret, the misery they had suffered
that he might be furnished with the
means of extravagance.
“Had I imagined,” he exclaimed,
“that my unsatisfactory i pleasures
would have cost so dear, would long
since have retired from Paris. 1
return to my estate immediately, that
my children may learn to relish its
tranquil pleasures.”
M. Valette no sooner returned to
Paris than lie communicated his reso
lution to liis wife. Mine. Valette, hav
lug accomplished the principal object
of her residence in Paris—the ecluca
tion of her family—assented with
pleasure to a return, and in little more
than a year they found themselves
again iii the chateau of their an
vectors.
About eight vears after their return
from Paris, the family mansion de
manding repairs, they found it neces
sary to remove for some time to Mar
seiiles, where they resided in the
house of M. Danville, the father of
Mine. Valette.
Tifne had effaced the impression of
his dream from the miml of Valette.
Sitting one night after supper in the
midst of his family, a loud and sud¬
den knocking was heard at the gate ;
but when the servant went to open it,
tie found nobody without. After a
short interval the same loud knocking
was again heard, and one of Valette’s
sons accompanied the servant to the
gate to see -who demanded admittance
at so unreasonable an hour. To their
astonishment no one was to be seen
there. A third still time the knocking was
repeated, louder and louder, and
a sudden thought, darted across the
mind of Valette.
“J wilt go to the gate myself,”
lie; “I believe I know who it is that
knocks. ”
His presentiment avas too truly re¬
alized. As he opened tlie gate Le
Brun appeared, and whispered to him
that next night at the same time—for
it was now t roust
prepare pmuself to leave the wArld.
Then, waiving his hand, as if trt bid
adieu, Le Brun disappeared.
M. Valette returned, ghastly as the
phantom he had seen, to the family
circle; and, upon their anxious and
urgent inquiries as to the cause of liis
uneasiness, related for the first time
the incident of the dream and the
promised warning, lie had just received.
A sudden gloom and melancholy was
spread over the faces of all present.
Mine. Valetfce threw her arms round
the neck of her husband and embraced
, . ... tears. M. Danville, how
" m
ever, obstinately declared his in . cred¬
u lt Y- ,md considered the whole as one
u unaccountable illusions to
wiucl f. evei \. t u ; f^ds are
^times liable. Tie. declared his
^-m-law must be the victim of
“ deiU “ _ on ; and ! ^u S h he could
* ot f count tor his dream, said that
J hls last vlslon musfc be mere imo S lna *
lon ‘
No sooner had M. Valette retired to
his apartment than M. Danville en¬
deavored to impress the same opinion
on the family of his son-in-law. Ap¬
prehensive lest the very presentiment
of the event might occasion it, or at
least be attended by disagreeable con¬
sequence, he thought of a device
which, as Mayor of the city, it was in
his power easily to accomplish. This
was to cause all the clocks of Mar¬
seilles to be put forward one houi,
that they might strike the predicted
hour of twelve next night when it
should be only eleven; so that when
the time set by the ghost should be
believed by Valette to have passed
over without any event supervening,
he might be persuaded to give up the
fancies with which he was so deeply
impressed.
Next day the unhappy Valette made
every effort to arrange his worldly af
fairs, had his will executed in due
legal form, received the sacrament,
and prepared himself for the awful
event he anticipated. The evening ap¬
proached. From a large open window
which looked into a beautiful garden,
he saw the sun go down, as he believed,
for the last time.
The lamps were now lighted in the
ball, and he sat in the midst of his
family and partook of the last supper
which, he believed, he was to eat upon
earth. The clocks of Marseilles tolled
the eleventh hour.
“My dearest Marie,’’said he to Mme.
Valette, “I have now only one hour
to live. *There is but one hour be
twist me and eternity.”
It approached. There was an un¬
usual silence in the company. The
twelfth hour struck, when, rising up,
he exclaimed:
“Heaven have mercy on me! My
time is come.”
He beard the hour distinctly rung
out by all the bells in Marseilles.
“The Angel of Death,” said he, “de¬
lays his coming. Could all have been
a delusion? No, it is impossible!”
“The ghost,” said M. Danville, in a
tone of irony, “has deceived you. He
is a lying prophet. Are you not yet
safe? The whole thing is the illusion
of an unhealthy imagination. You
should banish, my friend, a thought
which so completely overwhelms you. o
“Veil,” rejoined Valetfce, “3-od’s
will be done! I shall retire to my
chamber and spend the night in grate¬
ful prayer for so signal a deliver¬
ance.”
After having been nearly ari hour ir
liis chamber M. Valette remembered
that he had left unsigned in his library
a document of importance to his
family, to which it was necessary his
name should lie affixed. In passing
from his bed-chamber to the library
lie had to cross by the head of a flight
of stairs winch led immediately down
to the wiue-celler.. At this spot he
heard a faint murmur of voices below,
and instantly ran clown to the bottom
of the stairs to ascertain the cause.
No sooner had be descended than ax
unseen hand stabbed him to the heart,
At this moment the clocks in Mar
seilles struck one in the morning, or,
as it really was, twelve at night—the
exact time predicted by Le Brun.
The celler of M. Danville had been
broken into by robbers, who, perceiv
iiig themselves discovered, saw n<
other means of escape than by mnr
dering the ill-fated Valette by whom
the Y had been surprised. These men
were unconscious instruments in the
hand of fate.—Argonaut,
Erin’s Loss cr Gain.
Much of the old joyousness of the
Irish has vanished. The old stories
and legends are rarely told now; poli¬
tics and trade absorb all the conversa¬
tion. The narrative of bygone glories
and sorrows, of St. Patrick and Brian,
of the great O’Neil, and of the Geral¬
dines, and ’9K and the famine, have
given place to United Ireland, Tlie
Nation, and the vulgarities of Mick
McQuade.
The crossroads are deserted where
formerly in the long summer evenings
the boys and girls gathered to dam e
to the fiddle’s never-tiring music. You
may still see the girls milking the
cows in the crofts, morning and night,
but you hear no more the plaintive
ballad and come-all-ye to make the
dhrimin dhu let her milk down easily.
To the non-politician it seems as ii
this were due to the all-pervading
political taint. It appears to him the
plan of campaign has banished tin
‘ ‘good peowie^~^g-- T jgp and" MIXLo'
■fct*nparket put the milking som
out of tunej and discontent made the
heart too fteavy for tlie heels to be
light. To the less sentimental ob
server the signs are of brighter omen.
If the people have less of the ole
careless gayety, they are growr
steadier. If they are discontented, i
is not mere grumbling shiftlessuess:
they want something higher than they
have, and that, with the power o
saving money, is what brings men anti
Nations to the top of the tree.—West¬
minster -Review.
A Burned Wedding Cake.
An Euglish gentleman residing in
Calcutta has brough an action against
a firm of Paris pastry cooks and con¬
fectioners under rather interesting cir¬
cumstances. The plaintiff was about
to be married, and ordered what has
been called a phenomenal wedding cake
from the defendants. A sum of .ft 120
was paid down for the cake on deliv¬
ery. The colossal and expensive arti¬
cle of confectionery was packed by the
plaintiff’s order, and he took it with
him to Calcutta. On opening the case
containing the cake when he arrived
in India the Englishman found that he
had literally nothing but a shf. peless
mass of crumbs. The splendid gateau
had been hopelessly bruised and broken
during the voyage, An action wars
then brought, against the Paris firm
for a sum of $135, which included, be¬
sides the price paid for the cake, the
cost of packing and transport, The
defendants maintained before the Paris
tribunal of commerce that they had no
more responsibility after they had de¬
livered over the cake to the person
who ordered it, It was true that they
recommended a packer, but that ex¬
pert acted under the orders of another
individual, who had been selected by
the plaintiff to superintend the opera¬
tion. The tribunal decided in favor
of the defendants. —Paris Letter.
How the Forget-Me-Not Was Named
Everybody knows the prett-y little
forget-me-not and likes the flower
more perhaps because of its name than
its beauty. How was it so called? The
Germans account for it by quite a
pathetic romance. It seems that once
upon a time a knight and a lady were
walking by the bank of the Danube
when the latter asked her “gallant
gay” to pluck for her a tiny blue
flower which she saw growing in the
stream. No sooner said than done,
but the knight, overbalancing, fell
into the river and owing to the slip¬
pery nature of the bank and the weight
of his own armor -was carried aw r ay by
the current. As he threw- the flowers
ashore to his lady he cried out with his
last breath, “Vergiss mein nieht!”
(“Forget me not!”) And ever sines
the flower has been looked upon as the
emblem of fidelity. — Philadelphia
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