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Newspaper Page TextIf o ifc- -- V y i l®'. ■ YgifSif VOL. XXVIII.—NO. 2. LITTLE MKJBIfIM And Mis Queer Country.—The Children’s Second Visit.—What They and 1 here. C>i yri/-ted by Joel Clunker lUrn». Auth<* VII. The C‘ IW with the Gn’riri Herne. ••I bop- t’.’t Isn't all of the siorj-' ,f ?'** call It -i st tT.” said Roster John. "Wkl* !i!T remarked _\j r . Thtmhleflngrr, l with an a.; of fcavr.g /vomtten the wbvie bU--in»'S3 'Why. tbit about tkr owing t!.< g»U rias fr j*i the w’ad-.w.” replied J ax "Well. ns.” said Mr. Tl-imbi-flr.-.r, fr an abeeftt minded w..v. "tn a b -.k, ysl ki ow. you can tea n.:ht n ir j.j wgw •.«».* r C yourself when u get Ur d. I ,t w.'-n . « teilllC a -'«« must g.v, .... t to I dr- --. t tab ■ n. ; a la tire me. Os *•*• i's>.if \o<» don’t like the story, I can »top«>y ti. « K's :*» tr»ul>. • at all to n ■ Just wiJ yju- .ye -st me tw:e>, and I’n. ijb.” •Vh, don’t *mt you to stop.”* il-i S A jest Suren. L wt * >n.” r- -nark *d Mr. rabbit. 4 f *-’• s. ard I ’t’-t «1..Z .- Y.f r**s are at lafortii.r to i* a/ a f. J r h-.1.” <l.ll KI a X:. rtotl , I®l " ex- X d> 1 Mr. r -ml ’ ’“v |j e a m.. Ant. ■ d l.en w. ■ *” > th ~e ~ -y. "Of* ’ !“*> d w’tal to do wh n ! t *ioth*r tl - " W rln - fr. m th- *■ •- v and > I . r>.,m. She sent back to her |. |V d-**Mi. but K;e c -.1 n't steep. l.t'e eayhght c«m. . ar.d then she dr* ss*<. _ i f.>r ; ■ tin . s- ■ s-Hrhed everywhere, a i»U the riag Wt»s Bet to be found. •y..w. the r*g cmdd have teen found v if it had l a a Ml when Helen's stepm th r threw it from the win dow. Hut that Bight a tarn-' crow, belong. I - • ; pri . ‘at ■ :: try, WBS rocst- 183 in one . f the trees in the garden. ■Oh. was it a sui enough prince?' asked Sweetest Susan. • Why. c-rt -.:*ly.” r» ;. ! * d Mr. Thimble- ; finger, with great solemnly. "A make-ba. ( * la ve pnnce e»a!*l never have reigned in ’ .. . him out and he woii. 1 have b»i n put in the c.abo-'se. Well. this tame cro». that be |<>:.g -J to the prince hud w m*i* n d utf over fr.'ta the palace that it was unable to get back Vetere dark, a I o it w*-nt to bed in one < the trees gr wins in the garden behind * ouse where Evlen lived. 1 ~-‘ur>c. as soon s morning came, I w was wde awake. and [ • . i.-.j-i.; rxt ■*:■ »w-n up. j ,v..u. nvi *" about* oa *l".‘.Vr.™ o» .I*- «««- .W", 1 -■ .r.vZut ssi" v.! , t h forgo, all u ( nl upping to th. rmr •“ "Vi-early in the morning I tr.e p.«!a-’'- “ _ wts cio but the crow that th* th<f rrtnce - a window and w •\ ra ’' :1 .. uii t it u”t.l r ,nc ®‘ 1 hli *nts . .me and op* n-st it. when £w wam*'! »«* J ‘fd ,t by the | The P r!no; ,the biro stalking n ama.or into the • ~ p.„ k on his i- i laughing- , „• mdt’'-*''® , to t.. foot-board of the ! t l.e cr«*w : .jh. re holding the gold ring i 1 • a: 1 t >- i. i I. as t sa.v: Den t >^ u , h> 1“ ‘ K a , rirh a. I umT n l bed an took ••Th pr lhe erow. but it was t« | tge r» >. . made h.* te to drop it in a r ! . a*•• •* • twg The ring seemvd to e^i«»*', ib . »AS : *77 „ until it was as large t ,j e th „ L J- ~ j w »n the circle it Jv , ' J l . . .r ’J. ..rhe cow. Ihere were w •" *«-«“ v m,a ;-v , r sl,, : • ’* d 7 bi*.* at r* ; nd wt Vm=‘ : • • ; I I ’ , it. and j j Ik rim of the > ■> n and r * ifirl w-iS th<? V v:ivst • Tl«***- 1,1 ** it z*t had -ve- seen and t.u- C was 1 ’ lfcv u.ost of h r k.n The , *• ■ ■ k . ■ * <•* > I 1 I nvi n \T THE IF-AVTT! I I’IC TUBE I'»XG ASD LOVINGLY. a-i.'.n’s utt*” d * x ".' .ms p-.n.t s a<‘ • lW u iV piclun au ,j ~f del»S.’t * h * hel ‘tn Py were xnt tor »< re i.;*. inmlstrrs A.'t’i* v “ X-kduu.b**«h •• •»,' this bird could only -P*- tb» prir-e. „h„,klinK about the • Bat the crow went chin K in-,* Xt my'— I- lai.-fJaget’ . t the picture ••T* e prince ga-ta f r a framed by •• ”, Fw turne«l to io:-* time. a, he did W H take it from th * * a nd the picture shrunk to tw naturai , a ll;e of the beautiful F»r ntl lln . r mR nu fe own bon* ’ He dropped it in longer burnt his OhbC remained »< ture faikU 10 n.atr.ed in theF- ' |ile lanlily doctor H. t-wif I*™ 1 *™ 5 n e d.„-tor fussed about and va: ** L nce «s pulse and looked at his felt of the princ » ch>n ge of air was tongue “ nJ ? u \ ld t ;,e prince said he didn’l necessary. -t . |r , lld wou i,n, t ha\* want any c.iange didn’t want any ail it- ,n fBC i h he 'wouldn’t take any i dis 01 *t nIL «‘ 4 he • ™ ouWn ’t drink any sag. powders and »« oul(jn t havc any mus tea. ar 1 *- u tsrd plaster put on him. He was In love and he knew that the more medicine he wok the worse eflt he would be. *‘Av!l. a little sage tea ain't bad when jmu ere in love.” remarked Mrs. Meadows, mighty soothing.'’ ; "M.-ivlh','' continued Mr. Tliimblefingcr. t*ut th Prince Ui '.n't want it, and wouldn’t diave it. He want»*d the beautiful girl he /’.a*l seen in tl..* picture. He was in love v.ith htr and he wanted to marry her. So his ministers consult ; t<*g ther and finally they sent around a bailiff "Nonsense!” cried Mrs. Meadows. "Tut-tut!” exclaim. <1 Mr. Rabbit. "W* I!," said Mr. Thimbletingcr, “he sent a crier around—” i r\ I w v Ki s ":'l Wt> AND IN A MOMENT SHE HAD THE RING. “A herald you m* an.” stigg ::ted Buster John, nho had read a good many story books. "A bailiff < n!q <jo the work just ns well, but you can have it your way. Well,” con- I J . ' ..Um-n "on.Acvervbo.ly wondered what the C ”" i ? meant * X ‘'•' w with B ’ ,,<lcn h .. r a!d „<king on*- another it people t . )>t siJ) h ;l lhlng before. l h, y "?d th- throne was tottering. Others s '’’ n i 11,-tins were trying t*> work a TE >,i:.rX *•«*'*<•"■ a*" l ‘■"' c ” scheme t f thenß t| On . Every- ’ al i k ' hciA.*m.' cxtdanatioit, but nob,*.!y had body hid . T , ;<i , MMjr younK prince was the ngh '• (in j , h( , you ,i g girl wbo-e nearly ere - u|n lJu . b:l .. in of wnt. r. ?, -w <. *y.s the js-ople bean! no more ‘ ‘ " , t ,.r bit at th. * n*i of ' m raid nt n ” ind ,he citV aS ’’ iU " laP P pi it the prince woul‘l marry any c,ar, " < . l dy who would bring as her r.iar y°', ‘ 5 -tteii a cow with golden horns. n *t have riches of any kind; ail was necessary was a cow with golden *ns. This word went around among the i rus.i'lv and from city to city. Rich men ;;. Hb daughters tried everywhere to buy a c , w w ith golden horns, but all to no pur pOFC. "The prince waited and waited and pined an*l grew* thinner. But just as matters were getting to’be very serious, in*leed, an oi l mart api*e ired in the palace park bu.ling a iM'itiful white co.v with jet !,!::■ k ear- an 1 golden horns. The servants *-, up such a shout when they saw the I- i;:. tul «* •*'.• that . vvrybo*ly in the palace v. <- areas* 1 and al! came out to s*-* wiiat < a-; <*l tl.e noise. Th* n the servants and atten tant - ran ovei one another In their < Hotts to reach the prince, who was moping in his room. As they ran they cried: “’The «ow with the gold n horns has com*-! The cow with the golden hourns has "The prince forgot his dignity and hur ried out to see the cow with the coiden horns. The old man oame leading her, and she was, indeed, a beautiful creature. Her bead and limbs were almost as delicate at those of u d*er, and her eves wore large and soft. Her body was as white as snow, her «-y*-s glistene„ l.ke black silk, and her golden horns ebone in the sun. Tho old man bowed low as he led the beautiful cow forward. ” T wouldn't make much cf a bride my self, your nmjesty,’ he said. ‘I have nought you tl. • * *»w with the g*dd« n horns, h** might find you the bride that 1 tailed • bring you.’ •• T tear 1 shall have no such good for ie,’ r< pik'd the prince. ‘But 1 think you |e proved to me that 1 am not dream- IHow shall I reward you’.” ask nu reward, your majesty. 1 only he privilege cf taking away my cow > he golden herns when you nave found •ride.’ tl i the prince had given his promise. m nun said: ’You have a ring, your I I> th.it came to yjuin a curious way. 1 th< gbep’ .< <ii on the lelt horn • f I to • Tin- •• :1 or woman that is able ’• are un.Zring w-H be the bride you with f o r. Every morning th- <»« . lhe * .uvn h-rns will appear here in I be • J . ■ l 1 dis. '--I 1 I <•« ‘ - our maj« -t>. that w iio- pnci . / u ,g f io n> hi.a shall be the " H ** dm.’" -He ll ( ~n e(j Drusilla, suddenly. • i' ‘en ter college.’ Mr. Th- . ( rli , u liu>t cr John. But interrupt ’ 1 nu attention to the L ‘ . *• ‘But 1 ’ a finee. "tl knoW asked the >< U *‘ -How d< hl one wUI COn ‘ C l ° iiet 0 ! the ring? t majesty has , -This seen • , •- ... i >• to ’** ansvtren. en u 1 it i° . ..„ . r nce, who ' '. JuS tb I Uko U» is v the la * H* 1 * 1 ■ 1 among er-at commotion -i'* ?e paid th -y tried it J’ n cow. oome is- 1 ail of them failed. E ~n > an d some ■ curiosity; but m s stepmother ATLANTA* GA., MONDAX, JANUARY 14» 1895» tried, and then she made h"r daughter try, but when the daughter touched the ring it burnt her so that ths screamed. And then some of those who had tried and fail ed turned up their noses and said it was a trick. “Evlen had never thought of trying. She had seen the Prince and admired Idm, yet she had no idea of giving up before all these people. But as soon as her stepmother started for the palace with her daughter, ther** came a knock at the door. Evlen opened it, and there, standing before her, was the old nu n who had carried her to the Thunder's house, and to the Jumping- Off Place. She was very glad to see him and 1 >l4 him so, and he was just us glad to see her. " 'Why don’t you go and get your ring?’ he asked. *’ 'lt is lost,’ she answered. " ‘lt is found.’ he said, '1 have pl.tced It on th” golden horn of the cow that sta ids near the palace door. You must go ar.d get It.’ “ 'I have nothing to wear,’ she replied. “Then the old man tapped on the trail and called: " ’Sister Jane! Sister Jane! Where are you?’ " ‘I am where I ought to be,’ was the reply. The wall opened, and cut btepned the old, old woman that Evlen ha' combing her hair by the well at the the World. .. •• -j. f<» 3‘ t< . . .I * •t.txkA a moment sho was <if\*. u-irne finest lady in tiie land. •• ‘Now she Is r :nly, brother.’ saiu .> old. old woman, and then she disappeared in th. wall, combing her long gray hair and smiling. “•Must I walk?’ asked Evlen, looking at her satin slippers. •• ‘Nonsense!’ exclaimed the old man. Th n he tapped in another part oi the wall. •Nephew! Nephew! Where are you?’ ‘W herev r you wish me to be,’ a voice replied, and then the wall opened, and out stepped the handsome stranger v.ho had given Evlen the gold ring. ’What do you want’.” •’ 4 A carriage and horses,’ said the old man. ’They are at the door,’ was the reply, ’and i’ll drive them myself.’ “Sure <t<.i. there stood at the door a coa a an I four, and Evi n was carried to the palace in grand Stylo. Liv. ried .ser vants appeared and spread a strip of car pet before her, and the cow with the golden horns came running to mo t her, and in a moment she had the ring. Then the peo ple set up a loud shout, crying: •• "The Princess! the Princess!’ “And th<n the Prince came out and went to her. She would him* knelt, but he lifted her tip and knelt b ins. If before her, and kis. < : her hand, and smiled on her, for she was the lovely girl he had seen In tne picture.” “What is lh' m ral of that?” inquired Mr. 1! bl it, waxing from his nap. “Why, you didn’t wn hear the story.” said Mr. Tldmblt fin.'.ei. “That is the rea: n I want to hear the moral of it.” remarked .Mr. Hobbit. “There is t.o moral at all,” said Mr. *Th!tn bleflnger. ’Then I’m mighty glad I was asleep,” grumbled Mr. Rabbit. (To bo Continued.) MY MOTHER. Mr mother—ho.v these hallowed words My heart with rapture thrill, Cbarming from memory’s magic chords. Their bmderest music still! Darn the dim vista of the years. My path 1 oft retrace, Tilt, through a .mining mist of tears. 1 see my mother s face; Her soulful cy »s, her pallid check. lit .k:■ 11 ■ 11■ ked with giay. Her mouth, I te-ver knw to speak Have in a winning way, Her nmdest mien, her gentle grace. Her form, so line and fair. The sunshine of l.er smiling face— All. all again are there! I ft el the tender hand she laid I’pon my curly head, 1 see her kneel Inside my bed. And hear the prayer she prayed; 1 feel again her “good-night” kiss, And hear -the crowning joy Os childhood’s happy days was this— Her tend: “God bless my boy!” The path that leads to manhood’s prime. In fancy I retrace. Back to that sacred hour of time. When last I saw her face; 1 see her on the threshold stand. Tears gathering in her eye, I fe ) the last clasp of her hand, I hear her lust “goodby!” My mother! Many a year G >d calk’d her home to rest; Sweet violets grow, and roes blow. Above her mouldering breast; Vet on me smiles her image still, From m niory’s golden frame. And still my heart-strings throb and thrill, At mention of her name. - CHARLES W. HUBNER. ’Twituhl l’e a Boon. From The Chicago inter Ocean. “1 wonder who tirst thought of trying to invent some way to fly? 1 1. probably some man who reached home at 2 o’clock when he’d promised to there at 10. CLARENCE. BY BRET HARTE. Author of “The l.nrk of Roaring Camp,” “Two Men of Sandy n nP? , Copyright. 1894, by Bret Harte. PART HI—CHAPTER I. It was sunset of a hot day at Washing ton. Even at that hour the broad avenues which diverged from the capitoi like rays of another sun were tierce and glittering. The sterile distances between glowed more cruelly than ever, pedestrians keeping in the scant shade, hesitated on the curb stones before plunging into the Sahara, like waste of crossings. The city seemed <i*‘Serte<l. Even that vast army of con tractors, speculators, ph:ee hunters and iob -I*.'. *. .s, which hung on the heels of the other army and had turned this pacific camp of the nation into a battlefield ot ignoble conflict and contention—more dis. astrous than the one to the south—had slunk into their holes in hotel back bed. rooms, in shady barrooms or in the negro qua!tors of Georgetown, as if the majestic, w nite-rob* d goddess enthroned upon the d me of the capitoi had at last descended among them and was smiting to the right and left with the Hat and Hush of her in sufferable sword. Into this stiffing atmosphere of greed and corruption Clarence Brant stepped front the shadow of the war department. For the last three weeks he had haunted its anterooms and audience chambers in file vain hof.e of righting himself before h:.< superiors, who were content, without form ulating charges against him, to keen him in this disgrace of inaction an.d the anxiety of suspense. Unable to ascertain the de tails of the necusr.tion, and c< n.-cious ot’ his own s» ret, he was debarred the last resort of demanding a court martial, which ho knew could only exonerate him by the exposure f the guilt of his wife, whom he Still hop.-1 had safely escaped. H's divis ion commander, in active operations in the field, had no time to help him at Wash ington. Elbowed aside by greedy contract, ors. forestalled by selfish politicians and disdaining the ordinary methods of influ ence, he had no friend to turn to. In his few years of campaigning he ha.l lost his instinct * diplomacy without acquiring a to! tier’s bluntness. Tile nearly level rays of the sun forced him at List to turn aside into one of the of r.lngs of a. large building--a famous car avansary of that hotel-haunted capital— an 1 I. • presently found hiniseii in the lux urious barroom, fragrant with mint and .on! '.' i . i slabs piled symm*trie illy on * ■ mt a ■*< 9 ■ King !*iess at small tabh s, w ith '*•- and p’lltn leaf fans rger and noisier as- l before the bar, .-■» ed Tiito’a*chair in jng a cooling drink rtis temporary refug*t irmh tne Sitlil.bg street, half re rolled his etifo: ■. 1 p s', liciprtion in their conviviality. But a sudd, a b weritig of the speak* r’s voice into a note of gloomy signiti'-anie s . in* ' familiar to him. He. glanctd at ( him quick!’ from the shadow of his corner. | lie was not mistaken—it was .I’m Hooker! For tl.e lirst time in his Hie Brant wished i to e\ade him. In the <iajs of his own prosperity his heart had alwajs gone out < toward this obi companion of his boyhood; ! in his present humiliation his presence jar- | red upon him. Be would have slipped I away, lint to do so he would have had to I pas;, before the counter again, ami Hooker, j with the sell consciousness of a story tell- *, er had an eye on h s audience. Brant, with a palm le: f fan before his fa-e, was J t<> listen* • i'll* neii.” s ti'l Hooker, examin- ing hs glass dramatically, “when a man s been cooped up in a rebel prism, with a death line before him that he's obliged to er-ss every tim? he warns a square drink, it seems sort of like a dream of his boy h<od to be slandin’ here eomf'ble before his liquor alongside o’ white men once more And when he knows he’s bin put to all that trouble jest to save the reputation of another man, ami the seen ts of a few high and mighty ones, it's alm..st enough t<> ma...« his liqia rg » agin him!” fl* stepped theatrically, s* emed to choke eim 'ionall* over his i r.-.t. ly smash, but with a paust of dramatic determination, finally dashes it down. “No. gentlem. n,” h.- continue* : h> >mi’v, “ I don’t s iy what I’m back it Washington f >r-1 don’t say what I've bi. sayin’ to myself when I ve bin picking th* w< evils outer my biscuits in Eibby prison but • ’ ye i don't ftne pr* tty big men in th*- war department obliged to climb down in r'a** n* xt lew tiajs my name am t Jim Ho 'k« r, < f Hooker, Merchant *V Co., army beef contractors, anil the man who saved Hie light at Gray Oaks.” The smile of satisfaction that went around his audience—an audience quick to seize the weakness of any performance—might have start!* <1 a vanity less oblivious than j look* r’., but it only arous ’d Brant’s it dignation ami pity, ami mole his position stdl more intolerable. But Hooker, scorn t.iily expectorating a thin stream of to bacco juice against the spittoon, remained for an instant gloomily silent. "T*!l us d *ut the tight again,” said a smiling auditor. Hocker 1‘ k d around the room with a certain dark suspiidcasness, and then in tin aff.r t I lower voice,-which his theatri cal experience mad*' p* rf*-i': ly audible, went on: "it ain’t much to speak of, and if it wasn’t for the principle of :hc thing 1 w* tildn't be talkin.’ A man who’s seen In jin ti: iitin’ don't go much on this here West Point lightin’ by rule-of-thre —but that ain’t here or there. Well, I d bin out. a scoutin’—just to help the boys along, and I wai- ! ittin’ in my wagon about daxbteak, v, ’. ■ al.,ng comes a brigadier genual, anil * . t. k •;.-'*> the wagon flap. I oughter tell y. Hr t. , citleman, th it every minit he w *-<p* c‘:i!' an attack- but he didn’t let on . h.iil ot it to me. "How are yvu, Jim'.” sa* . he. *H*>w are you, g neral?’ says I. •V, mid you mind lending me your coat and hat?' says he. 'l've got a little game he”O w, our pieki ts, ami I don’t want to be i k *-ogr ./.* *i.’ 'Anything to oblige, g*.«eral,’ says I, ami witii that I strips off my coat and hat. and he p* els and puts them on. •Nearly the same li tre, Jim,' he says, look in’ at me; 'suppose you just try on my things ami re:.’ With that he hands me hi. t oat—full uniform—with the little gold cords and lac* s and th*' epaulets with a Bti.r, and 1 put- it on—quite innocent like. And then he says, handin' me his sword and belt. ‘Same in.hes round the w list, t *o, 1 reckon,’ and I puts that cn, too. ‘You may as well keep ’em on till 1 come back,' si.ys ho,'for it’s rnlg'hty damp and malarious at this time around the swamij.’ Ami with that he lites out. Well, gentlemen, I hadn’t sat. there live minutes before bang! bang! rattle! rattle! kershlz and I hear a yell. I steps out of the wagon, everything’s quite dark, but the rattle goes on. Then along I trots an orderly leadin’ a ho.'.-o. 'Mount, general,’ he says. We're attacked—the rear guard’s on us!”’ He paused, looked around his audience, and then in a lower voice said, darkly: "i ain’t a fool, gentlemen, and in that minute a man’s brain works it high pr* >.• ire. ,i i 1 saw it ell! 1 saw *.hc little game of Hie ’<•' "* }r* ■ L 7 / V A Vis h j r ' ■ r i, LU “THAT'S TAKE THE OLD KLA’I’N'S.” SHE S\ll>. WITH A SLIGHT PRES SURE OF HIS ARM. brigadier—to skunk away in my clothes ami leave me to be capture*! in his. But 1 ain’t a dog, neither, and I mounted that horse, gentlemen, ami lit out to where th*' men were formin'! I didn’t dare to speak l* st they should know me, but I waved my : word, and by G— ■ th* \ followed me! And the next minute we was in the thick of it. I had my hat as full of holes as that ice strainer; I had a doz* n bullets through my coat, the fringe of my epaulets was shot away, but 1 kept the boys at their work ami we stopped 'em! Stopped ’em, gentle men! iintil we heard the bugles of the our division, / that i*jl saved the fig'nt'f But ’mb neX’ / 'ii!»r<*'*> : the Johnny Rebs made a last dash ami cut me off. and there I was a. prisoner—me that ha*l saved the fight.” A ripple of Ironical applause went round as HooKer gloomily drained his glass ami then held up his ham! in scornful depreca tion. *T said I was n prisoner, gentlemen,” he went on bitterly, "but that ain’t all. I asked to s* e Johnstone, told him what 1 had done ami demanded to be exchange*! for a general officer. He said: "Not you!’ 1 then sent word to the division commander in-ehief and told him how I had saved Grey oaks when his brigadier ran away, ami lie said: ’Not you!’ I’ve bin r-'- buffed from the lowest non com. to the comm . nder-in-chief and w li* n 1 was at 1 ist • actiangen, 1 was exenanged, gentlem. n, for two mules and a broken wagon. But I’m here, gentlemen, as 1 was tiiar!” "Why don’t you see the president about it?” asked a bystander in affected com miserat ion. Mr. Hooker stared contemptuously at the suggestion and expectorated his scorn ful dissent. "Not much,” he said, "but I’m going to see the man that carries him ami his cabinet in his breeches pocket—Senator I toompointer.” "Boompointer’s a big man,” continued his auditor, doubtfully. "Do you know him?” "Know him?” Mr. Hooker laughed a bit-.'- sardonic luigli. "Well. Kentlenmn, I ain’t the kind of man to go in for family triiueiice, but,” he added with a gio ,my elevation, "considerin’ b ’s an intimate re lation of mine by marriage, 1 should say 1 did.” Brant heard no more; the facing around 4 - rr” /!’ I f' A- A: 4 kv® -A" J 1 > ... ( ■ -IVT" q\ID SUSY. “I WAS TALKING WITH MY’ OLD FRIE ND. GENDR. s . . of nrooortion to !fs of his old companion toward the bar gave him that opportunity of escaping he hail • been waiting for. The defection of Hooker and his peculiar inventions were too char- j acteristic of him to excite surprise, an*., j although they no longer awakened his good humored tolerance, they were powerless to affect him in his greater trouble. Duly one thing he learned—that Hooker knew no’hing of his wife being in camp as a >py; tile incident would have be.-n too , temptin to escape his dramatic em bellishments. And the allusion to Senator Bo<>tnpoint* r, monstrous as it seemed tn Hooker’s mouth, gave him a grim tempta- | ticn. He had heal’d of I'.oompointei's won- . derfi'l power; he believed that Susy would and could help him, Clarence, whether she did or did not help Hooker. But tho next moment he dismissed the idea with Hushing cheek. How low had he already sunk even to think of it. It had been once or twice in his mind to seek the president, and, under a promise PRICE FIVE CENTS p s rrecy, reveal a jirt of his story. Ho • A'l hoard ntany anecdotes ct his goodness o< hi art and gen?rdii> tol'-nnce of ail •hlngs, but with this wvs jo’.K*!, so said *’:i* mporaneous history**, a flippancy of and a bi ll , a .j ilv of\. rpf .. Jlr< . fro , o V l , l Cku enc, ‘’ s -ensilK. fcrank> ' •ouid h t . S ee anything in wife * coinnu’H spy on his army? jVi ii he . w anything in him but the lik® many others, cf a cheniing v ‘ Gn \Stories Were current in camp and in ~f the way that this grim humor 1 at* apposite anecdote or a rues- '1 X, tion t. ushed away the mo=t dvlic it< \' * ment* of the subtlest poetry, ,-ven V* exposed the sham o: =•■ ir*:. nic m<nV or of epicurian ethics. Er .at had solicited an audience, hut i rL,II \ awkw,*rd!y and with )- conadence utK s; ik' ii before the dark, h .norov* eyes *h.‘*\ seemed almost too tolerant of his griev ance. t H<* nad been to l"i«.. s, am his heart ha*! sunk equally before »Ji e vilfcar crowd who «. -emed to r*'gard ths- m u as their own buffoon, or the P'*t i instn s of posi tion, lhamine and digni.. . ae seemed to delight to shake and *; -u b. « One jtfiemoon i few <1 s i a * ( .p, in she* r ilstl. sHne.-'s of ~ur;x*s", . found hitrs-If again at tne whit-- nouse. ' . present was giving'a udienc; to a depu i,,n offaiiatics who -with a pathetic t? tplicity almost equal to his own i*atheti* «©;• raace, was urging upon this ruler of m: ipns the policy of an ipsigniiicar t score, a:. Brant listened to his j atlent, practical re otise of fai ts and logic, <;lothi i in sinij but sinewy English up to the inevitable 4;.„ax of hu morous, illustration, which t ■ young brig adier conhl now see was nece try to relieve the grimness of his refusal, for the first time Brant felt the courey - o address him, and resolved to wait uni' the deputa tion retired. As they left ti s gallery he lingered in the ant* icon; for he president to appear. But as he did not come, afraid, of losing his chan* e, fie ri tnrned to the gallery. Alone in his privacy and shad.'*’ the man he had jtc t left was standinr Lv a column in motionl* -s abs "action, i ‘’King over the distant garden. Et. the kji*'’ ntoroi:* fa ■ ■ was alm* st ira *• ’’ , a “ ,n ' tensity of weariness. Ev ry„f ® ° f strong, rustic features w./ ; ’ ‘ ' n J. r a burden which -ven tho_"'' " ' r figure. ov.rgro inano/; tr . . ( ; Ug cfforts west, seemeu to tO , rac."*l with the vague pres- ' ,/‘L . i - ' • ■:•••' 'yr- Shoclted at that sud l. n cl. .vge, Brant fcl. bis cheek burn with shame. And he was about io break u!*on that wearied man’s unhiding; he was about to ad 1 h'.s_P*- tty burden to the should -t this westernA - las. He dr w back silently and descended • mingling w ith tb.e crow-i in one of th* arger rooms I.* saw the president r ,ppear beside an in-: *rta-.t. pro om-looi..ng figure, cn xv'om the kindly gia"Z was :*ow smiling with humorous toleration. He noticed the divided attention of the < rowd. t..e name of s, nator Boompointer v. s ev< ry lip. « .V * . ’"• . tn !*»••« *•*•-*•■ L,’ v ' '"T *; .’L ? :n ' l oreforment— ,. ' 1 *" > “ n '- of Susy! An indes-criba ■ "7-' ■’ 1— h--*-:. ;«rS 1, ,v . .... • , ‘ 10 «'' n dwarf th® t. 1 h<i 3 so lately If ‘ wanted to escape it all’ '• ' • the entrance b mo Ro °’ nterwan ■l, •* U) * that ' ! ’ stin Tuished man ‘ '• - i s ear** dAvA‘te-’'? b? ' horses, and d ish *, , *, F •’P**’ ll lent negro coachman. x A .’.A’*, 1 ! the ’’.CH.mpointer carriage, in" -t' A b-r*’' ' ,r '’‘’ i ' , ‘' l * P r ' tI V woman, who r l .-;.*s'„L b ? °’’" !e i‘t contentment, and I .'•'=l* * With rt" ns " o,:sn ' ss was in Perfect ?,, th ’‘f s,i -ht ostentation of h® ' ’ J'' S occupant. As Boom- < hilHike pink flash < an*l a violet ray of rec* nitlA? ’ r ‘ hecks, darted from her eyes to his!^"' ! mi seh.* f Busy. ~r K wa3 TART HT.—Chapter IT. When Brant return' I to his hotel thv. wus an an me:. •<1 r* r> : in th vole.- or the clerk as he handed hint a rote with the remark that it ha been Iff b;. Senator lioompoit’tet s co iehn in. I Lei. id no dim. < ulty in r*"ogniz ng S '. ’ J* :arly Brob dignagian schoolgirl 1. nd. "Kia’uns, I i-aF it r. al Ban’ J belj eve you just hoped I wo '•ln’t- w you. If you’re a bit like your oLl.t' yoe"j come right of* her* —this v< i ni I’* * sa>t a n between the acts! liava’t *>r ■ Tell me! And my! wha* a g’ « q; t* ]e yi'ung brigadier is! The Cl* * ; * !! .. me o The effect of this sin pic e upon Eran| was strong iality. t *iality-s ty-that .sht In she not ' -istenly to the * Jim H* conscie > • self b From hie h X her be? hoi ise- bile * £ ..i i'' 'T n,™-- teen «*««•

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The Atlanta constitution. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, January 14, 1895, Image 1