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BUILDERS.
SVe shape ourselves the joy or feaJ- '
> Os which the coming life is made,
.j And fill our future’s atmosphere
With sunshine or with shade.
The tissue of the life to be
; ~y We weave with colors all our own,
And in the field of destiny
We reap as we have sown.
< HIS LAST SEIZURE.
TKA.NBLA.TKJ> FROM PARIS FIGARO.
The morning stage, the one that sets
• /down in front of the coach-house of the-
< Mas de Fonlquet the travelers arriving
frbm the county town by the five o’clock
' train, stopped at the entrance of the
supurb Haute-Riviere.
A gentleman alighted, and addressing
the conductor said. “1 w ill pay you in
stantly. I take the noon train. In one
hour I will be in Foulquet, in front- of
the coffee-house Du Midi. Try to be
punctual.” '
Two voices answered: “Yes, sir,” and
the traveler having put over his arm the
duster which they handed him, moved
away slowly, with the step of a man at
ease. On the edge of the road was a
footpath hollowed out. It ran straight
to the river, through the tobacco fields,
embellished with their large emeralds,
. and with maize, thrifty and thickset,
which mingled their leaves, holding fast
their stalks, from which hung their
lengthened ears, like gourds of the pil
grims. The bailiff followed the path
and penetrated the harvest richness.
As he advanced the plants became
taller and .larger. A cemetery sat in the
middle of the field and spread its tombs
among the disheveled verdure of the wil-1
lows and the melancholy of cypresses ’
that stood like black tapers. Then it was
open country. The furrows of fields new
ly plowed lined out the crevices, on
which the wagtails jumped and fluttered,
and soon it was only a dreamy solitude
in the morning light which dazzled the
saunterer.
The bailiff walked on the fine sand of
the road used for towing boats. Head
down, he seemed to be thinking, and
pensively, with an abrupt blow of his
cane he crushed the nests of the moles
which broke the soil with their brown
skulls.'-.
He was the proprietor of the principal
bailiff office in the country town. Since
all time, in the street of the Trois
Bandue, in Cahors, has been seen over
the door of a house of important appear
ance a slab which set forth this sign:
“Theophile Legaffat, bailiff.” The of
fice was hereditary in the family as well
as>the Christian name. Only, the last of
the race, he was going to Mas du Foul
quet, had manifested some repugnance
for the duties to which his father had
destined him. Nevertheless he fulfilled
all his tasks, getting his title from the
faculty of Touloiise, and when he was
commissioned he did not even endeavor
to obtain the office of advocate, or coun-
JVith sncl humility, but not with
Intierness. he resigned hmself to the
paternal demands, suffered the insipid,
cruel employments against which his
him ;‘revolt*” and winch
made of him, & min gentle and kind, a
social executioner, followed always by
lamentations and curses, against whom
were raised legions of clenched fists, who
carried misery, sometimes death, into
the miserable homes where rallied the
hopeless.
Only to a few friends had he confided
his distaste. He might have done some
thing else. The career of letters had
captivated him. He had even sketched
some essays in a pleasant and sentimental
vein, which seemed to please the class
with which he was intimate.
. v They appreciated him‘on account of
his courteous and conciliating manners,
and he was the only bailiff belonging to
the agricultural district, very select in
ita admissions. Very recherche in his.,
manner of dressing, he wore sombre
• colors. His predilection for long coats
accentuated the natural gravity of his
countenance, which was constantly
lightened in its paleness by a sad smile.
Legaffat was neither a drunkard nor a
gambler. At the club he never sat down
to the table of the game imperial, and
rarely did ho play billiards long enough
to make thirty points. He was only
known to have one pnssion—he loved
women.
He loved them all, the ladies of society, i
. the strolling players of the theatre, the |
little working woman, the young girls
who marched with the music under the
eyes of their mothers; the country women,
vigorous and fresh, who filled his
thoughts with the aroma of the meadows. |
Ho loved women with a passion, sickly,
crary, perhaps, but with a passion. It
was adoration, insatiate Worship. To i
one he wrote verses, to another he sent
supplicating epistles.
The outlined turn ofa figure, the noise '
of a lady’s boot on the walk, atttaeted
him, and he followed, with searching!
without hope, pushed on by in- |
stinct,
A woman had at this point taken pos-'
session of his thoughts so that she domi ■
dated his ideas. She was the one thought, ;
fixed and troublesome on this July morn
ing. while he was going to Mas tie Foul- I
<fuet to make a seizure. It. was of a woman i
he t sought. He loved her.
Hi* paxskm had settle i itself and he
had finally concentrated that power of j
love which he had wasted, thrown
away with perfect indifference on any ’
creature hi*caprice Indicated. She was!
a young girl employed as folder in the:
printing establishment of the Jlrwnt-
G<irie, a satirical journal of the county '
town
He hi I seen her one Sunday in the'
cathedral—she was kneeling in front of
him. ami as she inclined her nead he was
charmed to see banging about her white
Beck her hair light ami fine, which the
rvfiv tion from a window made to appear
likeUn unsellable gvld.m trellis. When
she turned around to sit down he wa<.
dwuled. Never had he experienced a
like sensation. In Ids mind was a com-'
motion, an absolute rapture, an inimvdi- j
ate <!< '•.r.\ (Join . out of the church, as
he followed her steps, a chief of th'? di-'
vision of the prefecture stopped him to
talk voit a writ. He returned each
>uaday to the same p’.?.<.. he -aw her
t’whv* without being able t.> follow her, |
then idle dis ippeare I. To nhe &.*eme i
io have a u't-taste ftjr everything. The I
image <4 the young girl was upp -iwaost in I
l»is thought*.’ He did to:re b I against |
anny. He submitted to it and. de-
; in it in his despair.
11 A row of poplars ranged in front of
him. The heat was now overpowering.
It was from the rays of the glistening
sun, and they were like furnaces. In
their torrid immobility the trees vibrat
ed, and were creaking with loads of
grasshoppers. Hastily the enervated
field-mouse plunged into the brush-wood,
and on the river banks were turned up
the frames of boats, on which the tar
dried in the air and cracked off in thin
flashes.
As the bailiff arrived in front of the
Case du Midi his two followers, saturated
with absinthe, p’aced themselves by his
side. He looked at them . crossly. He
• had been told that Bouzenac, the pro
rietor of the coffee house, was a hercu
lean brute who had resolved to defend
himself, and that he would have a hard
job to match him. He went into the es
tablishment.
On the threshold of the door sf the
Case de I’Etoil, just opposite, the pro
prietress had installed herself on a chair
to witness and assist at the overthrow of
her rival. She was knitting a pair of
stockings, and her fat face expressed an
infinite beatitude, as became .a good
woman.
In the billiard saloon, on the walls of
which were hung episodes of the war of
Poland? Legaffat found himself suddenly
in the presence of the master of the cof
fee-house. He was sitting reading the
Petite Gironde, to give himself counte
nance. Elbows on the table, head on
hands, his short neck disappearing be
tweep his massive shoulders.
The bailiff considered him coolly, as if
he had expected to find him more for
midable, and said in a cold voice, “Good
morning, sir.”
Bouzenac arose, and taking off his deer
; skin cap, which he always wore, said
' quietly, “Ah! it is you, bailiff. You
come about that little affair. Well, do
what is necessary. Business does not
prosper now, but it has not always been
this way.”
The proprietor said truly. It had not
always been thus. Oh, the time had
passed quickly when they had refused
custom, when each Saturday night thirsty
people flocked in from the barber shops,
placed themselves at the tables, set up
rows of glasses, and withdrew chanting
refrains in which the soul and courage o
the country evaporated in the drunkard’
hiccough. And also in those famou
nights came singing women to . screech
the “Temps des Cerices” or “Honneur a
Chateaudien.”
On the wooden tables the wet and
sticky rings were incrusted. The petro
leum lamps hung from the ceiling, cov
ered with their white porcelain shades,
and in the glass case behind the counter
were bottles with labels containing
sirons.
The musical clock struck 6, and in
the middle of this drama of ruin began
playing a polka. Legaffat demanded
“What is that!” “It is the voice of the
cuckoo,” answered Bouzenac. “In the
beginning it attracted the people to me,
and made them desert the star. Ah!
they ought also to shut up the other
shop. There’s no money in the coun
try.” .iSwJr^*"-*--^****^****-•
•• Hh had drawn aside the window cur
tain and discovered the proprietress, who
with her eyes showed she had seen
their supreme discomfiture. He raised
his\ fist ‘ toward the ceiling and said:
“Oh! if Ido not keep up I shall be dis
graced.”
Legaffat slapped him on the shoulder.
“Come, now, my brave man. you must
not be discouraged. This might happen i
to any one.” But, shaking his head,
seemingly crushed, he answered: “No
that is a silly compliment. I have no
heart for anything.”
The bailiff raised his hat, as if in the
presence of death, and ordered Lis two
aids to follow his example. Then he
proceeded. He wrote down the descrip
tion of the furniture about. He dictated
in a voice short and annoyed, and the
work went on without protest on the
part of the victim, and with condolence
from the officer. From the billiard-room
the party went through the kitchen, nail
ing up the cooking utensils, and stopped
in front of a dqur, waiting for the pro
prietor to come and open it himself.
Bouzenac turned the copper handle and
moved away.
Legaffat cried suddenly: “Oh, my
God! ’ and stood stiff in the doorway,
with eyes staring as if he had been sud
denly paralyzed. There, before him,
with forehead on the back of a chair,
was a young girl wceping.all her childish
figure shaking from the violence of her
sobbing. It was the folder of th? Acaut ,
Garde, the familiar shadow of hi* dream,
the lost angel who had haunted his imag
ination. A foolish joy took possession of s
him all at once. She was beautiful, and
even more charming in her despair. He felt
himself master of the situation. As the aids
came nearer to look he pushed them aside
•nd commanded them in a strange voice: I
"Go out.” Then, turning to Bouzenac,
ho asked: “Miss is your daughter!”
"Yes, sir, it is my Louise. She was in
a printing establishment in the city,
which hits done as we have.and she could i
not console herself.”
A sudden determination lighted up the
face of the bailiff. He went toward the
young girl and bowing before her said: ;
“Do not cry. miss. Do not weep, I beg
of you. Will you permit me to a-sist
you!”
She remained like a statue in her con- ;
sternation. • Then Legaffat straightened
himself up as if he was sne iking to a ,
crowd and said: "I wish that the Cato ’
du Midi should reopen its doors. Bouse- I
nac, you owe seventeen hundred francsf
Here are twelve hundred which I ought
to pay to Berthoumieux, with whom 1
have an account for wine, but he will i
wait. You will return this when busi
ness is better. I stop the seizure and
give you the right to notify your credi- ;
tors.
The bailiff took from his pocket-book
the three notes and handed them to the ■
coffee hou-e keeper. He added: “There
remain* five hundred francs, which you ’
will have this evening.”
Louise had raised her head. She
*eemed to understand, and in her tears
her save lighted up with a smile. When
I she saw Boureuac c:a*.v with joy, take *
from the hand* of the bail’ll the sum that ;
would save him. she got up with • bound,
clapping her hand- like a child and
■ without seeing Legaffat. without speak
; ing to him. she c’a-iseJ her arms around
h?r fathet's neck, crying:
i. -Oh’ papi, bat’ Joseph will be •>
; happy !”
The bailiff, smiling, asked: “AVho is
Joseph?”
Bouzenac replied; “He is the son of
Maravel, who comes from service in the
army, and whom our Louise will now be
able to marry. ”
Then seeing Legaffat turn pale, read’
to fall, as overwhelmed by the terrible
blow of this revelation, he seized him
roughly by the hands and said :
“What a dear, brave man you arc!
You will come to the wedding, do you
hear? and every time you come to Foul
quet you will drink vermouth at Bouze
nac’s. It will cost you nothing.”
Legaffat shook himself up. Very stiff,
. his mouth tremblihg, with bitterness and
[ grief, said: “You will make me out at
I once a note of three months, and if you
are not prompt in payment I will have
you attached without chance of remis
sion,” That was the bailiff’s last seizure.
Henry Eastman, in Picayune.
Two Deers 1,200 Feet Distant Killed
at One Shot.
H»n. Theodore Roosevelt in his book.
“The Hunting Trips of a Ranchman.”
thus describes the best shot ever made
by him: For some time after reaching
the top of the bluffs we rode along with
out seeing anything. When it was pos
sible we kept one on each side of a creek,
avoiding the tops of the ridges, and go
ing with particular caution whenever we
went round a spur or came over a crest.
The country stretches away like an end
less billowy sea of dull brown soil and
•barren sage-brush, the valleys making
long parallel furrows, and everything
having a look of dreary sameness. At
length, as we came out on a rounded
ridge, three black-tail bucks started up
from a lot of sage-brush some 200 yards
away and below r us and made off down
hill. It was a very long shot, especially
to try running, but, as my game was
scarce and cartridges were plenty, I
leaped off the horse, and, kneeling,
fired. The bullet went low, striking
in a line at the feet of the hindmost.
1 held very high next time, making
a wild shot above the heads of them,
which had the effect of turning them, I
and they went off round a shoulder of a i
bluff, being by this time down in the ■
valley. Having plenty of time 1 elevated
the sights to 400 yards and waited for
their reappearance. Meanwhile they
had evidently gotten over their fright,
for pretty soon one walked out from the j
other side of the bluff and came to a j
standstill, broadside toward me. He was
too far off for me to see his horns. As I |
was raising the rifle another stepped out ;
and began to walk toward the first. I i
thought I might as w ell have as much of
a target as possible, and waited for the
second buck to come out farther,
which he did immediately and
stood just along side of the first. I '
aimed above his shoulders and pulled the ;
trigger. Over went the two bucks. And i
when I rushed down to where they lay <
I found I had pulled a little to one side I
and the bullets had broken the backs of ,
both. While mv companion was dress-!
ing them I paced off th? distance. It ;
was just 431 long paces over 400 yards, |
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A Sword That Was Not Hog-Proof.
Two old soldiers met on a Kingston ,
(N. Y.) street, says the Freeman, and the j
first old veteran said to the other, who
had been his chum in the army: “Say,
do you remember Lieutenant , at the ,
time we were down on the Rappaban- .
nock, 1862?”
“Yes, I remember the lieutenant,” said
the other, “but what incident do you !
have reference to?”
“The time he broke, his sword over the
snout of a hog,” was the answer, as he
laughed loudly. “It was just before the
battle of Fredericksburg, and our regi
ment had been sent down the Rappahan- j
nock to build a corduroy’ road, a sort of
make-believe arrangement to draw off '
the Johnnies. The. ground hadn't been
foraged over, and there were lots of good
things for the boys. We found a pen 1
full or hogs, and the boys went for the
pork with their bayonets and killed a
number of them Lieutenant ,
stationed himself at the door
of the pen to keep the hogs from running
out, while the boys pnidded them. We
got them all killed except a big boar,
and this jiorker was fairly wild. The
lieutenant had a handsome new’ sword,
which probably had been presented to
him by nis admiring townsmen. He was
very proul of it. One of the soldiers
made a lunge at the boar, missed his aim.
just scratching the animal. Furiously
the hog •tariel for the door of the pen. !
The men shouted, ‘Look out. Lieuten
ant, don’t let him get out!’ In the ex- !
citemcnt the lieutenant drew his sword. }
and as the boar stuck its head out of the
door gave the animal a tremendous b’ow,
breaking the blade of his sword in two <
pieces. We killed the hog. but the boys
could never get over the little inc ident,
and ever afterward when they were ex- ;
•mining a new or particularly handsome
sword, instead of asking if it was a I
Damascus blade, would inquire, ‘ls it
hog-proof r ”
Oldest Trade in the World.
Th' fur trade is the oldest in the l
world, ns lea«t in point of mention, as it
is found in Job. the oldest of all books.
The beaver was in use in the fourth ccn- '
tury. being then called the Pontic dog. |
It is said that the Russian conquest of
Siberia was prompted by the importance
of this article, and the Siberian tribute
was paid in furs. In the twelfth century
the art of dyeing furs was Invented, and ;
the secret has been kept with such suc
cess that the London dyers stand un
rivaled. Fur- were then limited to the
nobility as a mark of rank, and no one
was allowed their use who did not spend
100 pound* sterling a year, which was
then an immense sum. The profits of
the business have always been large, at
least among first hands.
The most valuable American fur is th?
silver fox. which in some instances has
brought SSO. They are sold in Europe,
and also in ( him. where they bring an
enormous price. The "Robe of State”
belonging to the British throne, is lined
with sable which co*t 1,000 pounds
sterling. As our mink its a specie« of
sable it is often dressed so a* to pass for
the g nuine article. The largest fortune
ever made in the fur trade wa* Astor’s,
and it is probable that he cleared $2.000.-
000. Clueinnnti Enyuirer.
The .Taryland State constitution pro
hib'ts ministers from becoming member?
of the legis’ature.
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Kaints
READY FOR USE. /
ABT Tlie Best Paint Stade. ’
Guaranteed to contain no water J
benzine, barytes, chemicals*, rubberi
asbestos, rosin, gloss oil, or others
similar adulterations. 1
A full guarantee on every package
and directions for use, so that any
one not a practical painter can use it.
Handsome sample cards, showing
83 beautiful shades, mailed free on
application. If not kept by your
dealer, write to us.
Be careful to ask for “THE LAWRENCE PAINTS,”
and do not take any other said to be “ as good a>
Lawrence's.”
W. W. LAWRENCE & CO.,
PITT'iIH RGH, PA.
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13 Xsllst Lass, U.T.,
-• inii'T-'E Importer & Wholesale
Dealer in
ACCORDEONB,
Mouth Harmonicas
* n< l *ll kind sos M uaical
Merchandize, P.uasian
G u t Violin Strings,
Band InitrumenU. Send for catalogue. -»
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ever offered to tbe pubP'..
For sale by all flrat-clare Gun Dealers.
At Wholesale only by (send for Catalogue)
SCHOVERI.IN6, DALY & GALES,
54 & 86 Ck=*~ St- Hew York.