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Oak Park Reporter (Newspaper) - November 16, 1888, Oak Park, Illinois Oak Park Reporter iSAi C HERR, IriTon and Publisher. OAK I»AEK, ILLINOIS Chkvrault. the French »ras 102 y e tire old Frldav. chemist. The public debt wns roduood nboul $8,000,000 daring August. Cbikf Justice Fuller .will bo ban-quoted by the Chicago bar association Sept. 24.__ In Santiago. Chili, over ono thous-and ohlldi'on have died from measlc.« within two mouths. The autopsy on the lato Mr. Crpw-ley. the New York chimpanzee, showed 'that he died of oonsuiupt.on. One hundred thousand people attended tho grangers' picnic at Williams Grove, Pennsylvania, last week. Parnellites Imve repudlnted the Cork branch of tho Irish National league because II is controlled by Fenians. Preparations are being made for the celebration of tho centennial of Alleghany county, Pennsylvania, at P.ttsburg September 24. It is said that "Pittsburg Phil," tin; plunger, who won nearly 81.000,000 on the raoe-traclcs last year, has lost it all and is broken down mentally. The Manhattan Athletic club of Now York will erect a club-house to cost 8400,0JO at the corner of Forty-fifth street and Madison avenue. The romnlim of BUhop Harris of the Episcopal church, who «lied while visit ing in England, have been brought baok to Detroit for linai intermont. Two sisters who lost their reason b> excessive reading of anarch st literature have just been cmiliued in the » sano asylum at Bamboo, Wisconsin. Mrs Bkomliìv of Mid'iietown. Now York, lived in tier own house in goo i health for twelve years without going out or seeing any bod." but her husband. Risportb from Khartoum state thai ilio mulini had sent tliruo expedition-against the white men in the Bahr-cl-G»¡sol province, and all li avo been i o pulsed. _ F. E. Huddle, of BlootuiugLoii, sec rotary of the Illinois grand lodge of Odd-Fellows, lias botili-suspended from tho order.hciuiiia!!.ho dnanrtmj h s \v.fe and children. _ Lawsuits growing out of tho sale of livo calves'worth Sid ten years ago are still boforo the courts at Waterloo, Iowa, and the ltigants have been b au kr uptodjby costs. _________ lies Miserables. For what are wo thankful! O sages, declare, From your high; carvon pulplis, to suffering men; ' Wo list to your sermon, your antliom, your Your EST Itonedlctlon. No answer Is thoro To tbo question wo nak you; tlioolilll autumn air Blows tho words to our faces again. Vou've talked of tho morohiint-shlpa sailing tllOSPOFI, And told of tho treasures tho harvest would yloM: Of tin- truth banging low on tlioo oi buidoued trees * Of dio odorous breath of tho vino on tho hroezo; But whonoo comcs tho tnnndaCo. tho law that dccrees Thiit wo stnrvo In tho brown etubblo flold? Wo battlod heat.; at noóday with dust and wltb We Ah Irear winter with plenty to Wo muiu and vro losted to lighten our toll hoped tho di greet— tho mlrngo to nenr-fnlntlng hearts wns so sweet 1— But empty our bands, bare and blooding our foot; The labor was ours, nottbo epoii. Tho harvests aro gathered, tho myriad sheaves That piled tho wild fields lllto gold from the ml no Fill up tho groat barns from tho floor to the eavoa; Tho grapes that grow ripe amidst whispering leaven Slain red, laughing lips, whllo a starving ono gl'IOVOB Outslilo for tho dregs of tho wlno. For what aro wo thankful? For prisons and pain; For our babes miml'rlng sleep with tholr famlohlng erics; For tho snow and tho sleet, tho wind and tho rain. Beating out tho dullllfo from tho heart and tho brain; For the gruvo wo at last In tho potter's flold gain; For tuo stono with Its deoply-cyt linos. —Margaret Holmes. Elias Kohn, a retired o'gar manufacturer of Now York, aged 62 years, cut his wife's throat and disembowled himsolf. Thoy had . quarrolod about one of their children. Major Reno, who earned an unpleasant reputation in connection with the Custer massacre, has been arrested at Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, on complaint of his wife, for non-maintenance. _ Professor G. G. Pond, recontly instructor in chemistry at Amherst col-lego, who roceutly married, has been sued by Miss Whiting of Holliston, Massachusetts, for 810,000 for breach of promise. „____„ While a wedding party was waiting for a squire to perform tho ceremony at Alpharetta, Georgia, tho groom excused himself and fled. The bride proposed to the groomsman on the spot and thoy wore married within an hour. Members of tho Canadian ministry made speeches at Aylmer, Quebeo, rela live to the proposed retaliation measure, expressing tho belief that tho United States would never onforce it, and if it was enforced that Canada could stand such aotion bettor that this country. This house passed tho bill prohibiting Chinese mmigratlon without objection or division. Tho bill went immediately to tho senate and was discussed but not voted upon. The state department is still offloially ignorant of the refusal of the Chinese government to sign the treaty. Mrs. Martz, a member of the First Christian ohurch of Indianapolis, was recontly expelled from the ohuroh for alleged undue intimacy with Rev. D. R. Van Busklrk. Mr. Martz stands by his wife and has withdrawn from the church and published a card denouncing the originators of the scandal. Says a Saratoga correspondent: "Again this season Richard Warrick, the hatrack man of the Grand Union, is attracting great attention by reason of his marvelous memory. Thoro are about 1,200 guests in the house, of whom 500 are men. When the races are over Warrick receives the hats and canes from moat of these men, with great rapidity placing them on the raoks as their owners go into dinner. Of course they do not come out in the staging, rushing manner they go in, but M they do come out each man is given his hat—correct every time. If lie had a cane or a parsol he gels that, too. without a mistake. Many attempts have been made to puzzle Warrick, but in vain." • PROUD OF HIS CHOICE. The romantic - looking ivy-covered cottage which nestled at tho foot of Beech Hill had been taken for tho season by a young couple in whom tho villager« took an interestunusual even in that gossip - loving community. There was a mystery lingeriug about them, evidently, for the gentleman had an air of high-brooding which was wanting in tho wife, although her dark gypsy faeo had piquant and rare loveliness both of feature and expression. Each day as tho train stc-amcd into the- station Elsie would bo awaiting Hoi husband's arrival, her brilliant eyes oblivious to all sights but that of the handsome eager faco of lrim she loved. Even tho indolent loungers, who spent their time in a half-somnolent state, rousing to a feeblo appoar-auco of interest only ut each now iu= llux of passengers, grew animated at, the sight of that bright lissom young figure dressed in tho rich fabrics which made her look like some gay tropical bird that had iiUghuid iii tlio sombre placo. In tho morning it was her great do-light to take long, solitary rambles, and to return laden with woodland of rare ferns and mosses. Then slie would transform her rooms into bowers, amid which she roamed liko a now Flora until-her Gerald's arrival. Tho farmers 1 wives had learned to steal for a moment from tho.iv work at their golden butter, or creamy cheese, to watch for her. It seemed to brighten tho remainder of the day to catch a smile from such a pair of rosy lips, and many a murmured "God bless the sweet young face" followed her as she passed. So it went on until the summer waned and faded, and October came. The sun had passed the meridian, and was sailing in a sea of cloudless blue. Rarely hau the gonial rays shone upou a lovelier picture than that made by Elsie, seated upon a lichen-covered rock by tho road. Above waved the gracoful branches of a stately elm. At ono cud purled a limpid brook over its gravelly bed. As Elsie watched it, and listened to its musical rippling llow, gradually an expression of intense peaco camo into tho beautiful face, which was usually too instinct with a subtle inner current of unrest to convoy an impression that tho girl wns as thoroughly happy as one would expect to be. But liev reverie was not to be unin torrupted. Suddenly a man approached from out tho shadow of the wood. Sileutly and stealthily he camo. Ho had seen tho motionless figure, and it suited with tho habits of his life, thus to draw near and rcconnoitro uuobserved although as vet ho had not recognized Elsie. But as he came close enough to gain a view of her, ho gave a surprised start, and an evil smile curved tho ful red lips, half hidden by his long droop ing moustache. ■ He did not speak, but waited untl the sense of enjoymeut which a tigei mnat feel when his unconscious prey is within reach of his fatal spring', though as yet uninjured. Soon Elsie turned her head and myt his baloful glance. With a low cry she rose to her fett. Iler warm coloring changed to a dull pallor. Even iter lips grew white m she said, shudderingly: "Eben! What has brought you here? I thought-" "Yes," ho interrupted' 1 harshly, "1 know. You did not expect, neitliet long for the sight of me. But one never knows what may happen. It is a good chance for me, though. You know my heart is a very tender one. Well, how does tho young springald who stole you awaj' treat his treasure? Is ho tired" of it yet?" With every sneeriug word Elsie's great dark eves glow wider and gloom ler with horror. Oh, that she could sink away through the green turf auddie!—auytlyug-so as to bo relieved of this tantalising, ill-omened spectre from tho past she had ttopea never again to be confronted with. The man bent and whispered a few words in her ear. But ho nad miseal Elslo grow as pale as the white flowers she had fastened in her belt. But her voice did not falter. "Do your worst," she said resolutely. "It is possible for you to destroy my happiness, but you* cannot make me a traitor to htm I lovo." Thon she took up tho leghorn hat which lay at her feet, and with a bitter impulse tore from it tho wild flowers with which but a briof hour befot-e sho had decorated it, thinking of the happiness with which tho good God had tilled her life, and now the withet'ing blossoms were fitting emblems of the desolation that had come to her. The next day horrified groups were athered around tho cottage which had ut lately been the scene of what had seemed to be ono of those rare unions Where husband and wife are as "two souls with but a single thought." Now it was tho center of a most shocking tragedy. The noble young master of tho house lay within it, senseless and motionless, strlckeh down by tho hand of an assassin; and tho darkest and most incomprehensible part of tho affair was that the beauti-ul and fondly worshipped wife accused herself of tho murdor. "I am his destroyer! Kill me, tqo!" was her wild crj', rung in every change of which tho human voice is capable— now pathetic, now commanding; but tho koy-noto was over the same. The" peaceable villagers looked at ono another in consternation aud indecision. It was difficult to believe that her words were aught but tho promptings of a mind unsettled by her sudden sorrow. But if thoy were true! then Justice required that punishment be dealt out to her, though she be young and fair as an angel. So tho poor half-dazed creature was placed in custody of the sheriff until such time as it could be proved whether she were innocent or guilty." He was thoroughly kind-hearted, and he at once took her to his own house, uiitroaliug liia wife to minister tp hot-wants, and to endeavor to calm her agitation by the gentle sympathy a good woman can render to one of her own sex in hor hour of need so effectually. By that means he hoped also to learn tho truth. But it seemed as though Elsie's lips could frame only one form of speech—as though her mind held but one thought. Still rang out the despairing cry, "I have killed him!" And at last tlio belief gained ground that, in a sudden attack of iusauity sho had put out the life which in hor sane moments was so unutterably dear to her. Days passed on. Gerald Mavehmont was not dead, as was at llrst thought; but ho had continuedin a stupor which so closely resembled death that it had been considered advisable not foci, add to Elsie's agitated state by communicating the truth to her until a change, for the better or worse should have taken placo. Meanwhile she had settled into a stony calm. Her bright color had faded away into a ghostly white, and her large eyes looked even larger and brighter for the Uai k iiues Which aH-guisli had traced beneath them. One morning, as the door opened to admit the village doctor and the sheriff, -theyiixru xiixiijiaoivos, "wiiira Tnuurtifni question in their sad depths, first upon ono face, and then upon the other. "Mrs. Marchmont," said the doctor, looking at hor keenly, "I have good news for you. Your husband will live. He has been ( insensible since his accident until now; but he has come to himself, and calls constantly for you." With a thrilling cry, as Elsie comprehended the meaning of tho words which conveyed the blissful truth to her, she threw herself upon her knees. "Oh, God, I thank Thee! engraved upon iti and public opinion at once pointed to him as the person who haa so nearly added murder to robbery. The cause of his deathV was a singular ono. His foot had eauglit in a spring trap set for game, and he had fallen forward upou liis face in a Eool of water scarcely a foot in depth, ¡ut that had beeU as fatal to him av would have been tho deepest lako, for he had been unable to extricate himself, and had thus unexpectedly paid the penalty for his crimes, and had gono to meet his everlasting punishment. "Darling," asked Gerald, when the robbor had been identified, and had been placed in tlip bosom o! our common earth, whose merciful arms open alike to Receive the just and the unjust — "darling, why did you say it was you who had committed that* awful crlmcP" Elsie threw her arras around her husband's neck. "It was true! Eben Longley was your would-be assassin, and it was for revenge upon me that he added assault to robbery. Had you not married me he would not have touched you. Oh, Gerald! are you never sorry your poor Elsie won your heart—that you had not left me to grow up among the wicked ones where you found meP" "My darling!" and Gerald pressed his lips fondly to her rosy mouth as he whispered: "Love levels all ranks; and now that the unscrupulous man is dead who, concealing his real character, won your unsuspecting sister's lovo. and "married her to break her heart—now that he has followed his victim to a higher tribunal, you surely need shrink no longer from going with your husband out in the woiid; foi-yod cannot-think that the crimes of another —even though a connection—have any power to render your character less pure and lovely in auy right-thinking person's cyeg. Do not urge me to remain any longer in this secluded retreat; but como with me, .my Elsie, where I can openly acknowledge the pride aud luve I feel for my clioseu wife." Elsie's eyes filled with tears as sh« listened. But she said, pleadingly: "Not yet, Gerald. Give me time to educate myself up to your own standard. I will study faithfully and earn estly; and then, when you can introduce me, a cultivated woman, to your frieuds, I will go with you willingly." A le w y^iirs. later, when MV, arid Mrs. Gerald Marchmont returned from abroad, tho stately beauty of tho »c complishcd wife was raved about in fashionable. circles;and not alone there, but in that exclusive society whoso charmed precincts open to admit only those whose intellect gives them the right, of entree, Elsie reigned a queen Her desired probation had been rewarded. Gerald was indeed proud of .hi» choice. HE DRANK HASHISH. than life! Thou Thou hast given me more liast-" "Quick! Bring water! she has fainted!" Before he could reach her, she lay white as a crushed lily upon the floor; but a peaceful smile lingered around her delicately-cut tremulous lips told of a mind at rest. Gerald was convalescent. His wife had left the room for a moment. The doctor who had attended him through his illness was seated beside him. "Marchmont," he asked, suddenly, "do you remember anything about the appearance of your assailantP" "Yob," answered tho young man. with a painful red rising and coloring his forehead, "but it is a subject of which I prefer not to speak. Why do you ask?" he said, as a glance at his interlocutor's face showed an ex pression upon it which struck him as strange. The doctor said, confusedly: "It is nothing. A mere feeling of curiosity." Gerald looked at him keenly. "Doctor May," he said, "there is something on your mind. As you value tho friendship of a poor fellow who but for you would be sleeping his last sleep, tell me the truth." And lie put out Ins wasted hand, and took cue of the doctor's in it. "No matter, he continued; "if it concerns my neatest and dearest." His words struck upon his listener's ears like an electric shock. , "Could it be true, after all?" ho thought to liimserr. Then, with a sudden resolve to probe to the bottom of affairs, he responded to Gerald Marclimont's question. Old Dom Pedro's Simplicity. Tho Emperor of Brazil has at last gono home. The aged gentleman likes to cross the Atlantic just liko any other traveler, and has an especial reference for .the English "Royal ,Iuil" packets. Ho duca not allow any difference to be made between him and other passengers, dining at the Captain's table, and giving express orders -tlrat-iie-iud—ilia - pavty jVfD^LTj-iced—jiisi like any one else—no extra delicacies to bo reserved even for his Majesty or the Empress, nor any other invidious distinctions to be made between them and their fellow-voyagers in the saloon. Tho ladies' cabin is given up to the Empress, and two gentlemen's cabins are knocked into one for the Emperor; and this is all. The Captain's deck cabin is indeed put at their disposal during the day as a boudoir; but Peter declines to turn tho Captain out of it, and spends his time on deck trotting up and down and asking endless questions of every officer he can waylay to satisfy his unquenchable thirst for information. When all other amusements fail Peter sits down in a quiet corner and puzzles over charades and riddles, which are a favorite source of diversion with the simple hearted old monarch. As for his consort, when she gets over the first few days of mal de mer, she employs herself with books and faucy work as placidly as her spouse, gives no trouble to any one, and has a kind word and smile for all. Tho ancient couple are universal favorites with all on board, and though they live so simply they do not forget to tip all who have in anywise served or helped them on the munificent scale appropriate to crowned heads.—London Society. Th* «ml Itetiilta of n Dnn Clark*« Terrible lllunder. A few miles from tlili city 1 vos à man who was once as'line a drtig clerk as thoro was in the o ty of Boston,8ayB the Manchester (N. B.) Unim. Hla name was Randolph R. Sunford, aud lie to At present residing with his widowed mother. Sanford is some over forty y«ars of age, and is a complete wreck. His hair is as white as anow. •and his loft side has been paralyzed from the crown of his head to h s feet. While mixing chemicals at the last place in Boston where ho worked, an unforsoen combination ensuod, and an explosion was the result. Th a expl o-sion proved most disastrous toS mford. He got the bulk of the living liquid in bis face, and his nose was fairly eaten He was ill for a long time, and during his sickness his whole loft side was paralyzed, as stated above. Within the last three vears he has partia lly recovered the use of his afflicted siao, and in the summertime manages to get around and do a little garden work, the Sanford place bu:ng noted for the quality of thu vegetables raised and the beauty of the floral plats. Sanford is a most interest ug conversationalist, and is full of stories regarding the life of a drug clerk. His experience with hashish is worth reproducing. Hashish is the foundation of the same powerful extract that figures in Monte Cristo. Tho naiuo by which it goes among drutrg sts is "extractum cannabis indiens," or extract of Indian hemp. Tho liquid preparation resembles ink in appearance —a dark green ink. Its fragrance is of a narcotic odor, and imtaste it is slightly warm, bitterish and acid. In Hinilostan, Persia, and other parts of the east, hemp has habitually been employed us an iutoxieatiug agent Tho parts used are tho tops of the plant and a resinous product obtained from it. The plant is cut after flowering, and formed into bundles from, two to four feet long by three inches in diameter, which are sold in the bazars by the name of giinjiili. The resin obtained is formed into balls by the natives, and is smoked like tobacco, with wh.ch.it is said to be frequently mixed. An infusion or decoction of the drink is sometimes used as an exhilarating drink. "Some eight or ten years ago,"' says Sanford. "I was at work for a prominent druggist in Boston. For some little tune I had been suffering with dyspopsia, and tho ailment both-orod me so that life became unbearable. 1 at last mixed up a decoction that gave me groat relief. I was -to take it before meals, and placed the bottle on a shelf behind the prescription counter among other bottles which are usually found iu that placo. Ono noon I went to take my medioine, I took down what I thought to he the right bottle, ami, discarding tho use of a spoon, I placed the bottle to my mouth and took a large swallow. Horrois! Tlio taste told ma that I had made a mistake! I looked at the buttle aud—well, mv friend, I had taken a large dose of Indian cannabis, ml..., Tlunt -___i__l___I. : O Rich for a Day. culated his influence over her. She drewlier slight form up tb its full height, and pointed towards the road "Go!" she said, "I will uot do as you say, though you should strike me dead at your feet." "I will do worse than that," was the answer, in a low savage tone. "I will icatter broadcast through this village who you are and the relations between us." Some time ago a, young fellow, a Southerner, who was a real estate reporter on a St, Louis paper, saw a chance to better his fortunes and help his mother and sisters, who were living in poverty on the old plantation. The youngster received private information that Tom Scott and a big syndicate were about to purchase city property on an immense scale. He told a business friend about it, and the result was that the reporter borrowed $100 aud put it with $900 advanced by his friend and purchased an option on a big piece of property worth half a million. The next day Tom Scott offered $600,000 for the real estate. The re- Eorter saw in this a clear $50,000 for is share, and for several hours was on his head. But to his astonishment his "As you request it, I \vilV tell you I partner refused to sell, bolioving that a ' " ' sensed ■herself, biffffer price would bo offered. tho results would be. I staggered back to the rear part of the store. How queer I felt How light I was growing. Up, up, up I went, until my head bobbed against the ceiling. I was like a cork floating on disturbed water. I glided along, and could look down and see the huge bottles, each one with » hideous face laughing at me. The ftools on the marble floor seemed to want to keep me company, and their click, click, on the marble floor sounded like thunder in my ears. Suddenly I was' plunged into inky blackness. From the black nothingness flashed out bright balls of light I reached the sofa and sank down upon it My tongue seemed to swell, and I tried in vain to scream, but no sound issued. I seemed to know that there was a long, long hour before my fellow-clerk would be back from his dinner, and then he might not come into the rear room and discover my couditiou. Tho events of days and weeks came before my mind in all the details, and I saw faces—beautiful faces—angelic in their divinity, which seemed to beckon to me and then vanish with a hideous laugh. Again was I tossed to the ceiling and then thrown bv some invisible force from one side of the room to another. 1 felt no concussion, but bounced about 1 ke a huge foot-ball. Then I fell back into dreamy contemplation and years seemed to pass by. Fantastic pictures were worked, my limbs felt weighted with lead, just the opposite to my experience of what seemeu to liio yonrs age). I hu;iid somebody say: 'Why, Rolphie. old fellow, what's the nmtter? Rolphie! Rolphie!' The womls reverberated like thunder. My shop-mate had returned. Again he tried to skuke me to myself, and I never hated a man so cordially as 1 hated him at that moment. He got a doctor, and I tell, you, my friend, they had no easy time to bring me to myself. Every word they uttered surged into my brain and seemed to jar rne to pieces. I suffered from that experience long afterward, ,and it appears even at this day, when I think it over, that I have that feeling coming on, so poworful was tho impression made on me at that time." dress, the thickly foldel turban, usually white, whllo*drawer* re:i> hinu: but half down the thlgli, leaving the knees and (be legs bare, and whito jacket A fawabn long blun robns ami wear a colored head dress. These are baba-goo« priests. All the men look tall; tbey are lithe, very slender, small-boned, but the limbs are well turned. They are gravo, talk in low tones and Behiom entile. Those you see with very heavy full beards are Musvulmans; they h»Ve their mosque« and the cry of the muezzin sounds thrice da ly over the vast cane fieldeu Some shave— Buddhists or followers of Hindooisin--but the ohildren of Islam'never. Very comely some of the women are. in their close-clineing, soft, brief robes and tantalizing veils, a costume leaving shotllders, arms and ankles bare. The dlt#k arm Is- always tapered and rounded, the silver circled ankle always elegantly knit to tho light,straight foot Many of these slim girls, whether standing or walking, or in repose, present perpetually studies of grace; their attitude when ereot, always suggest lightness and suppleness, like the poise of.a perfect dancer. A coolie mother pas&es, carrying at her hip a pretty naked baby It hast, exquisite dolioacy of limb; its tiny ankles are circled by thin bright silver rings; it looks IiKo.a little bronz i statuette, a statue of ••Kama, the Indian Eros." Tho mother's arms are covered from elbow to rist with silver bracelets some flat and decorated, others coarse, round, smooth, with ends hammered into the form of viper heads. Sho has large flowers of gold in her eors, a small gold flower in her very deliaate little noso. This nose ora-ment does not seem absurd; ou those dark skins the efiect is, on tiie contrary. pleasing, although bizarre. All this jewelry is pure metal; it is thus the coolies carry their savings; they do not learn to trust the bauks until they become rich. There is a woman'go ! ng to market, a very odd little woman; is ahe n Chinablanco—a coolie, or a Malav half-breed? I do not know. She represents a type I have uover seen, before. She wears one loose, soft white garment leaving arms, ankles and part of back and bosom exposod.like a low-cut, sleeveless chemise, but less long. Her whole figure is rounded, compact, admirably knit aud her walk is inde -surtbably light; supple, graceful. But hor face is queer; it is a i Oriental grotesque, a Chinese dream, oblique eyes aud blue-black brows .and hair, very high and broad cheek bonoa. Singular ai it is. this faco has .tho veritablo beaute du diab'.e; it is very youug and very fresh face, and the uncommonly long, black, silkv lashes give hor gaze a very pleasing, velvety expression. Still, the most remarkable peculiarity sho has Is hor color, clear and strange, almost exactly tua oolor of a lino ripe lemon.—Lufccidio Heani in Harper's Magazine. The Light of Home- When every star that gems tho sky la darkness hides Its silvery ray, And midnight shadows thickly lie, Like sablo curtains on tho «vav, : Oae light remains to pierce the irloom, One ray—It Is tho Unlit of home. That light where o^er undhnmed It shines, Unnumbered blesslags sheds around; Where fall its soft and tender Hoes There truest happlacBS Is fouud. There is no light beneath the dom** So precious as the light of liome. Within Its sacred circle blend The purest virtues, true and stroner, Here friend deserves the name of friend, And love resides, nor fears a wrong; And when the heart meets pain and ill That friendly beacon cheers It still. For one afar Its radiance streams Tho proof of joy and hope and cheer, And draws him with Its welcome bourns To all he holds most prized and dear. His heart is glad, his eve grows bright As he beholds Its faithful light, And thu9 as we, with weary feet, Life's dark and tangled mazes tread, Let us take heart, for, pure and sweet, There Is a llirht that shines ahead, That leads m onward, while we roam, To find in heaven the light of home. —Boston Journa'. all. Mrs. Marchmont accused herself, aud—and—she was incarcerated until the effect of your wounds became known." It was with an effort lie concluded; for Gerald had started from his reclining position, his weakness forgotten. The veins upou his forehead swelled. Ho panted for breath in his anger aud excitement. "How did they dare!" he exclaimed "My Elsie! She would die for me any moment!" But at this juueture Elsie eutered the room again, and, with an effort Gerald calmed himself, so that she might not notice his agitation. Just then a murmur of voices was heard without: The body of a man had been discovered in a piece of •woodland at a little distance from the cottage. Upon his person had been found a set of burglar's tools, and a watch with Gerald Marclimont's name bigger price would bo offered. On the day following Scott withdrew his offer. The dazzling speculation dissolved like the baseless fabric of vision, and the newspaper man found himself worse off thau before.—Atlanta Constitution. One member of the Canadian Cab! net is named Bowell. This is almost a casus belli.—Binghamton Republican. If we could all see ourselves as oth ers see us most of us would hardly see ourselves at all.—Journal of Education. New clerk- These apples seem to be small. Proprietor (irrijtably)—'Well, what do you expect when you oiJen the wrong cud of the barrel ?—Boston Beacon. " At the drug store—Customer—Have vou anything that will remove superfluous hah'P Druggist (quietly, but with confidence)—Yes, sir, my wife. Washington Critic. Scenes of Sensuous Beauty. Hindoos, coolies, men, women and children—standing, walking or sitting in the sun, upder the shadowing of the palms. Men squatting, with hands clasped over their black knees, steadily observe you from upder their whito turbans—very-steadily, with a slight scowl. AU these Indian faces have tho same set stern expression, .the same knitting of the brows and the keen strong gaze is not altogether pleasant. It borders upou hostility; it is the look of measurement—measurement physical and moral. In the mighty swarm Ing of India these have learuod the full*meaning and force of life's law as we occidentals rarolv learn it. Undet the darkrforehead with its fixed frown the oyv glitters like a serpent's. Nearly all wear the same Indiao Clinging to the Past Ecquador is a country in which the past still reigns. Tho buildings are never repaired; the Indians, remembering tho ancient glory of their ancestors, have no songs and no amuse> meats, and tho Spanish inhabitants are too poor aud too proud to got much active pleasure from the present One peculiarity of the ludian, showing his attachments to custom, lies in the fact that he will only trade in tfee market place in Quito, whore his ancestors have for cunturios sold their produce. A traveler upon the highways may meet whole armies of Indians bearing loads of supplies, but he can obtain nothing from them until they have reached their accustomed placo for barter. The Indian will even carry goods ten miles, and seirthem for less than he was offered at home. The author of 'The Capitals of Spanish America'' says that he once met, an old woman trudging along with a basket of fruit and though he offered ten cents for pineapples, which would ODly bring her two and a half in the market, she preferred taking the dusty Journey of two leagues to being re-ieved of her burden nt once. A gentleman living some distance from town says that, for four vears, he tried to induce the natives who passed every morning with packs of alfalfa (clover) to sell him at his gate; he was invariably compelled to go into town to buy it Nor will the natives sell at wholesale. They will give you a gourdful of potatoes for a penny as often as you choose to buy, but they will not sell their stock in a lump. They will sell you a dozen eggs'for li real (ten cents), but they will not sell five dozen for a dol-lar. _____ Au Awful'Dauger. A—"Thiscountry can't risk another .war." B.—"Why, we could put two or three million men into, the field." "That's just it and if the war lasted long there would be such a crop of veterans wanting pensions that tho treasury would bo bankrupt — Texas Siflings.
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