Indianapolis Journal, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 January 1888 — Page 2

THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SUNDAY, J A N" U All Y 29. 1338 fFELYE PAGES.

Printed by Special Arrangement Copyrighted, 1333.1 AN EXCHANGE OF SOULS BY CUMtAD KORE, Anlkor " Under a Veryl," "My WW Diamonds," "The Mytteriou Mirror," Eto.

After Pereival ia bis former body inhabited ' by the spirit of Manuel Novarez borne away in bis carriage, after tbe unsuccessful attempt to enter the Novarez mansion, he went back tipstairs to await the opportnnity to see Mercedes. He was startled by what bad happened, eo that be trembied with fear and apprehension when , the maid ushered him into a most exquisitely - furnished little boudoir. Mercedes sat wrapped in a huge far mantel, while the maid arranged her hair for the night. She seemed to him a hundred times more beautiful than when he bad last seen her two years before. Her supreme loveliness gave him courage. As she threw aside the robe and stretched outher hand toward bim, he saw tbe delicate lace of her night dress, - which bat half concealed the white skin and graceful lines of her breast. "How very late you are to-night, dear," she said, without turning: felly towards him, for ber head was restrained by the maid who was braiding her hair. Pereival seized her hand and kissed it passionately once and again. A slight flush ran over Mercedes face and neck; she withdrew her band hastily from his; some unconscious intuition of her pure heart seemed to have warned her. She smiled, however, in another instant at her own sensitiveness. ''Will you speak to me, Manuel!" she asked, reproachfully. "You did not formerly stay away from me so long. "I was thinking of you all the time," said Pereival, bending over her. "Not all the time, for do you know, Manuel, I can tell when you think of me even at a distance. You will laugh at me, but I feel it is true." The maid had finished arranging her mistress' hair for tbe night, and left the room. Pereival trembled to find himself alone with the woman he loved. Mercedes flushed again as she looked into his. eyes, fixed upon ber with such a passionate, longing gaze. There was some thine in his look so strange, so different from the usually gentle, tender expression of those eyes, that she was startled. She arose, and, drawing the mantle more closely about her, started toward the door of the bed-room. Pereival- ovarez slipped bis arm about her waist, and walked by her side. At tbe threshold she stopped, looked up timorously into his eyes, then broke from his clasp, ran into the bed-chamber, closed the door and 'bolted it Pale and trembling she sank into a chair. "Pereival Warriner's look!" ehe cried, faintly. "What can it mean? Can Pereival be dead? That gloomy and despairing sparkle in Manuel's yes! I cannot understand it all." Mercedes went again to the door and listened; Pereival had gone. Then she went to bed, ber neart nuea wun an inuennaoie anguisn ana fear. She finally fell into a troubled sleep, tortured by strange, vague dreams. Pereival cursed himself and his own folly in adopting Iiamayana's plan, when he found the door of Mercedes' chamber closed in his face. He felt like a banished spirit of evil. After wandering about for some time he found an apartment which had every appearance of be longing to the master of the house. When he awoke in the morning Pereival tnougnt me matter over ana promisea nimseii to act in a more moderate fashion towards Mercedes. A valet came in and assisted him to make his toilet. lie followed the man down stairs and happily chanced upon the diningroom. This was fitted up as elegantly as the ' rest of the house; the finely carved woods of wainscot and side-board, the beautiful frescoes of the ceiling, the silver and china on the table and buffet were all in tbe most exquisite taste. T f jt nnrmt arminH r Arf n I lv in familiariTA him self with the room. In the midst of this contemnlation his ear canght the rustle of a dress Den in a. tie turnea ana saw xuerceaes enter tne room, in spite of her troubled night, looking fresh and beautiful in her dainty morning gown. He felt bis heart flutter as tbe sense of ber womanly beauty came over him. All ber strange presentiments of the night before had vanished. She looked at him tenderly and spoke a few words of affectionate greeting: in Spanish. Pereival was startled by this. A strange process took place; the words enrered tne intelligent ear accustomed to such sounds and reaching the brain they were in some way converted into the first glimmering of thought, and he half understood them, lie was confused and embarrassed. His mind seemed a blank. This was acontingencv he bad not anticipated. Pereival could speak French fluently and he understood German, but Spanish was an uuknown tongue to bim, A blush spread ovea bis face and he bit bis lips in irritation. '1 should judge, my dear," said Mercedes in English, "that you did not bear or did not understand me." "The habit of using another language," stammered Pereival Novarez. "Do you know, sometimes it seems as if I'd almost forgotten my native tongue?" "Ah! what are you saying?" exclaimed Mercedes sadly. "You could not forget the language of your fathers the language in which yon first told me that you loved me!" The meal passed almost in silence. Mercedes seemed under a gloomy spell, from which his awkward attempts at conversation conld not free her. After she left the room Pereival walked np and down in agony of spirit. His love seemed as boneless as it had been, even when be was only Pereival Warriner. He saw the weakness of bis position. He should have robbed Novarez not only of his body, but of his memories, his mental equipment, everything that made bim ail individual and Mercedes' husband. A groom came in and asked which borso he would ride that morning, Sobrab or Ruatem? He selected one without any reason for tbe choice, and wan soon galloping along one of the park bridle paths. It was late in the day when Pereival Novarez returned. It was Thursday and he found Mer- ( cedes in tbe drawing-room ready to receive ber visitors. She was very gracious to him, and he yana and accounted for his peculiar actions by describing the strange power which the Hindoo ; bad exercised over him, seeming to deprive bim of the remembrance of many things. This plan Pereival had formulated during his ride. Mercedes seemed appeased by his explanation and reproved him very gently for ever visiting the old doctor. Just at this moment a servant opened the door and announced a caller. "Mr. Pereival Warriner." The real Pereival was almost stunned by these words. He clutched a chair to save himself from falling, The pseudo Mr. Warriner advanced into the room, bowed low to Mercedes, and inclined his head coldly to Percival-Nov-rez. iue iwa meu buul &aTag eudcbs eacn other. You are not so friendly, Mr. . Warriner," said Mercedes, "as you used to be. It is more than two years since we have seen your face, and if I had not banted you up, I'm afraid this . pleasure" "Signora." interrupted Manuel-Warriner, '"I have travelled, and since my return have been quite ill. It was only your kind thonghtfulness of me tbat brought me rut to-day. I Something in tone and look stirred a feeling of Tity in tbe heart of Mercedes. She looked up at . mm wun a sweet syrtipamy in ner eyes mat maddened him. With an impulse he conld not restrain he turned uoon tbe man who bad infni fits T.1ar. YiA . I -r A .1 Ppntwnl Ktr Vi a throat. - "You thief; you robber, give me back my body." he exclaimed. A fierce struggle ensued. Mercedes screamed. Servants ran into the ldra wing-room, and soon the real Manuel in the habiliments ot Warriner, was carried out by the footmen. "Poor Pereh-nl has gone mad!" exclaimed .Mercedes, pitifully. ; "Yes. mad with love." said the real Tercival, and added, as he slipped his arm about her waist and bent over her tenderly, "I cannot blame Vm, can you?" VI. Toward evening of tbe same day PereivalNovarez received a letter. He had a strange sensation when he orened tbe envelope and found it written upon his owo stationery, and in a ramrd hand, bearing considerable resemblance to his own former chirogrsphy. Tbe let ter ran: I know well enough that rou will understand this VUffsarre, thnaifb another niiht call it tbe writing of a mad man. Pom tleviiiah vU,t ha deprived ma of my honm. my wife, i.r-d myself, in y physical etf. Iam now ilijectitig a letter to my own came, which you Jiv by strar go mean ttolen from me. If you are a man f honor you will give me the satis faction I demand. Ch of us must die. I will not

see another man masquerading in my body. I will kill tne body first, or you will kill yours, in which I now live. I hall act with reason and coolness. Yoa will not be able to call me insane. I shall everywhere insult you with deliberate coolness and politeness. If you wiil not be insulted, will not fight me like a man, I shall kill yon like a dog. I fear nothing in writing this, as your own fear and weakness will not permit you to show this letter. You dare not face an investigation. ' This message threw Percival-Novarez into consternation. He saw that he could not avoid a meeting. He knew that according to the Spaniard's idea a duel was unavoidable. Pereival was not a coward by any means, and he did not flinch from the results of his own rash steps. His love for Mercedes had driven him thus far, and he vowed to himself that he would not try to avoid the consequences. He was all the more reckless because he felt the hopelessness of his love and the impossibility of a happy issue to bis strange experiment. He looked over some letters and cards in the desk in tbe apartment in which he had slept, and found the ntnes of several apparently intimate friends of Manuel Novarez. He then sent messages to two of them explaining tbat be had been challenged to a duel which he could not avoid, and that he would ask them to represent him in the matter. As tbey were evidently Spanish gentlemen Pereival felt that no further explanation or urging was needed. Be then dispatched a message to Manuel Warriner, giving the names of his seconds. The latter had some difficulty in finding among tbe cooler-headed friends of tbe American any wild and romantic enough to carry out his wishes. At length, after much persuasion.

be induced two of Percival's friends to meet the other second on the following day at the time apnointed. That night Percival-Novarez again went to Merceo.es boudoir. It wa3 deserted; a single gasjet burned dimly. He knocked at the door of ber chamber, and gently tried tbe door. It was bolted, and he heard a mocking voice call to him: "VV ben you have learned Spanish you can come in." Tbe next morning the duel was arranged and Pereival received a call from bis seconds. The meeting was to take place on Washington Heights at 5 o'clock tbat afternoon; swords had been chosen as the weapons. Pereival at once sent word to Dr. Ramayana, telling him of the whole affair and requesting bim to act as attend ing surgeon. They drove together to the place of meeting. . I am sorry to find our little experiment is turning out so tragically," remarked the old Hindoo. "I should have left the Spaniard asleep for a week or two. and then this trouble might have been avoided. How did the beautiful Mercedes receive you?" I don t know how it was, replied Pereival, "but she seemed to divine that I was a stranger in disguise. She was cold toward me as ice. I told you tbat you conld do nothing for me. I am more unhappy now than ever, to be near her and yet not feel that she is really mine." "Ah! Y'ou are right!" mused Dr. Ramayana, witn a sigh. "There is a limit to one's power. No doubt ber sensitive soul felt tbe strange presence even in this familiar body. I pity you, but 1 must confess my own powerlessnes to help you further." The remainder of the ride was passed almost in silence. Pereival seemed gloomy and despondent. Dr. Ramayana was wrapped np in bis own inexplicable thoughts. Finally the carriage stopped. The two men alighted and made their way up the hill toward a grove of trees on the summit. They saw further down the road another carriage, which evidently belonged to the other party. The sun was sinking beyond tbe Hudeon ss they reached the appointed spot. There was very little ceremony indulged in and few words spoken. Manuel-Warriner started when he saw Dr. Ramayana, but he said nothing, and did not return the Hindoo's formal bow. The swords were measured and the men fell into position. Tbe seconds gave tbe word. Then came the moment of suspense, in which the adversaries silently watched each other, studying each other's points and planning tbe attack or the parry. It was a strange combat, which was only understood by tbe two men and perhaps one spectator. Each bad in front of him his own body, and must drive the blade into a flesn which two days before had belonged to himself. It seemed like a sort of mutual suicide. Both Pereival and bis opponent felt a sudden horror at finding himself face to face, sword in hand, with his own phantom. The moment of suspense ended with a sudden clash of steel; parry and thrnst followed in rapid succession. Tbe Spaniard possessed the mental skill, but did not nod Percival's body reSDonsive; on the other hand Pereival, who was an indifferent swordsman, found that with his present eye and hand he was more agile and dexterous than ever before. Manuel put forth all his skill, but Pereival cooly met and turned aside his thrusts. The play of the swords became more rapid and fierce. Manuel grew nervous and excited. He became angry; he felt a wild desire to kill this body, which could deceive Mercedes, though it had formerly been his own. His sword-play grew wilder and more reckless. At great risk he tried a straight thrust, madly hoping to reach the heart ' of his tival, but Percival's coolness stood bim in good stead; Manuel's sword was seized with that quick, irresistible twist; one moment the two weapons were locked motionless; then Manuel's blade was wrenched from his hand, flew flashing in the air, and fell a few feet away. The unarmed man stood at tbe mercy of his rivalManuel waited motionless for the deadly thruat. Tbe seconds were astounded to see Pereival throw down his sword, take Manuel by the arm and lead him off across the hill among the trees. "What do you want?" asked Manuel, after they were hidden from view in the grove. "You know tbat both of us cannot live on this earth. Why do you not kill me at once, and go on with the fight?" "Wait a moment," said Pereival, "I have something to say to you. Your happiness is in my bands. I can kill yon to-day and forever keep this body, which, I will not hesitate to say to you here alone, rightfully belongs to you. But, to confess tbe truth, I wish to spare my mother the sorrow which the death of this body you inherit would cause her." Mannel could say nothing to these self-evident truths. "If I refuse to re-exchange identities," continued Pereival, "all your attempts at establishing your claim will be of no avaiL Y'ou would pass as a monomaniac, and if yon became violent, shut up. If yoa succeeded in killing me, it would bring you no nearer identification. Friends would say, 'Poor Warriner.' But your story would not be believed." ' Manuel nodded a despondent acknowledgment of these facts. "You are now Pereival Warriner. You doubtless know from tbe perusal of bis papers and diaries that for two years he has cherished a hopeleBS passion for Senora Novarez." "Yes, I know it,r groaned ManueL "Then to the point. To reach her I used strange means. Dr. Ramayana undertook to change our bodies, transferring my entity to your corporeal investments, and yours to mine. l be experiment was successful, but alas! my folly! Take back your body. Mercedes does not love me. She seems to feel tbat, though unchanged in appearance, I am not you. She is cold and distant. I cannot bear this torture. I am a lover, but not a thief. The object of my love I see can never be mine, and I will not deprive von of her." He stopped, and in a moment went on in a less husky and broken voice: "Come, give me your hand. Let us be reconciled, return to the seconds and tell them tbe affair is settled. Go with Dr. Ramayana to his apartments and once more possess our own rightful bodies." Manuel took the offered hand, and the two walked arm in arm back to the place of the duel. "Gentlemen," said Pereival, "there is nothing like crossing swords to clear up a misapprehension, Mr. Mr. Warriner and myself have talked over matters, and mutual explanations bave been made which render it useless to carry out the original plan of killing each other." . The seconds drove back to tbe city in one carriage, while tbe two late combatants with Dr. Ramayana took the other. As they rolled down Fifth avenue along the Park, Pereival said to the Hindoo: "I guess, Doctor, we will give you an opportunity to test your powers still further. We bave agreed to make another exchange of bodies. We think our souls prefer their customary habitations. Senor Novarez will not be angry with you. I am sure, for having made him against his will lodge hia aristocratic personality for a few hours in my humble iudivdoality Dr. Ramayana nodded in acquiescence. "Tbe operation will be simpler this time," be said. "Tbe filaments which unite the soul to the body have not become touehened by time. Senor Novarez will pardon our little experiment and look upon the time passed in a strange body as a weird dream which may serve some time to amuoe his beautiful wife." "The pleasure of recovering my individuality," remarked ManueL quietly, "is equal to the unpleasantness of being deprived of it. I mean no ill-will to Mr. Warriner, whom lnow am, and whom I aball soon cease to be." Tbe conversation languished and eaeh of the three gave himself up to his own thoughts. Percival's mind was filled witn tbe consciousness of the defeat of his auemots and the utter hopelessness of his love. He felt that life contained little for him now. He was in despair. The carriage, as directed, stopped before the Cheshire Arms. Once more the three were togetner in tbe apartments of tbe Hindoo. The rooms were stifling as before; and filled with the same Oriental appointments. Ramayana led the way to the back room, saw that hia apparatus

was in proper order and sufficiently charged

with magnetic power. Manuel hesitated a moment about putting himself again in the power of this strange man. but his reason at once showed that he must accept this his only chance of regaining his per sonality and Mercedes. Tbe two men grasped the metal conductors, as Dr. Kama van a airected, ana sans simultane onsly into a state of such complete unconscious ness that it seemed like deatn. Again tne room was filled with the luminous vapor; again tbe Hindoo pronounced the magic words, as be fore the two blue flames hovered above the bodies. Manuel's soul crossed to its proper habitation; Percivals started on its course, but instead of moviog toward the body for whicn it was intended, it rose mgner and higher. Dr. Ramayana hesitated, asking whether ho should bring this aspiring soul back to earth again. Even as he hesitated it was too late, the spark hovered along the ceiling and in another moment disappeared. The old Hindoo made a few attempts to arrest its flight, but to no purpose. He then turned to Novarez and awakened him. When Manuel came to himself he was delighted to behold bis own proper face in the glass? He cast a glance at Percival's motionless body, to make sure tbat be was freed from it forever, and with a word of farewell to Dr. Ramayana rushed away. Tbe old Hindoo remained alone face to face with the corpse of Pereival Warriner. He looked at it for a time reflectively. He mut tered to himself some unintelligible sentences, Then an idea suddenly seized him. He snatched np a pen and wrote the following lines: "As I have no relatives I bequeath all ray propertv of every kind to Mr. Pereival Warriner, for whom I have a particular affection, on condition tbat he turns over to the Sulera Hospital for Animals, at Ceylon. the sum of $10,000, gives my two servants an annmtv of SoOO each, and pends my manuscripts to the Royal Library, at Paris. This is my last will and testa ment." He signed this document after calling in two servants, who witnessed it in proper form. After tbe men had left the room, the Hindoo turned to the body of Pereival, which was not yet cold. He looked at himself a moment in tbe mirror and smiled. Then he uttered again the sacred formula, and touched the magnetic, conductors. He fell to tbe floor, limp and lifeless. A few moments later the body of Pereival Warriner moved and then rose in full strength and activity. Percival-Ramayana stood and looked on the thin withered bony body before him, no longer infnsed by the powerful spirit. "Ah! poor worn remnant! for seventy years I dragged you about this earth! You did me good service and I am sorry to part with you! But l welcome this new body, for with it 1 can work and study a few years more." After this funeral oration, addressed to him self, Percival-Ramayana went forth to enter his new existence. VII. Manuel Novarez could have shouted for 307 when he found himself at tbe door of his own house and clothed in bis proper body. He asked at once for Mercedes, and found her in her bright little sitting-room, reading, bbe threw down ber book as he came in. There was some apprehension in her eyes as she raised them to his. but tbat disappeared when she saw the serene joy and pure love burning there. In another moment she was in his arms, and his lips were pressed to hers. "What are you reading, dearest?" aked Manuel, picking- up the book. "Ah! Salvey? Do you remember how you first got tnis volume? I see by your eyes that you do. I galloped all the way to Madrid for it. Poor Juan! he was never of any use after that wild ride, and you said you never would express a wish for anything 8gain." Manuel smoothed her ruffled hair as her head lay against his breast, and gently took the band tbat rested on his shoulder. The wrist was encircled by a turquoise-studded lizard, a gift of his before their marriage. Mercedes saw him look at it affectionately. "I see you have a good memory to-day," she said with a smile. "Yesterday, you remember, you could not understand your native language." If we have a human tongue in heaven," he said, in Spanish, "this is the one in which my soul will tell you that I love you." Mercedes drew closer to him, and her eyes filled with happy tears. "Now.7" she murmured, "you are as I love yoa to be. Yesterday you seemed so stransre. and I was afraid of you." VIII. Pereival Warriner was called upon to assist in the preparations for the interment of Dr. Ramayana. Clothed in his new physical raiment the physician saw his old body conveyed to the cemetery, and listened to the words of eulogy about tbe attainments of the deceased. He calmly awaited the reading of the will in his ravor. About that time there appeared in the papers a notice something like this: Dr. Pandu Ramayana, noted alike for his linguistic attainments and his marvelous cures, was yester-' day found dead in his laboratory. No traces of violence were found upon the body. Death evidently resulted from some great shock, perhaps received in the course of his dangerous experiments. It is reported that the savant left a will, in which his manuscripts are bequeathed to a Paris library, and the bulk of his property to his patient and protege, Mr. Pereival Warriner. THE END. HOME D ECO RATION'S. Hints for Practical Application In Making Houses Attractive. New York Commercial Advertiser. Maiden-hair and pink roses are the accepted decorations for the "pink" dinners and luncheons now so prevalent. A pretty fancy for light enrtains is to drape them .with narrow scarfs or half handkerchiefs of their own material. For dinner-table decoration nothing can be more artistic than ruddy bramble leaves over running white chrysanthemums. Yellow Madras curtains, so much in vogue for summer, may be made warm and wintry-Iook-mg oy toucnes 01 crimson here and there. Failing flowers, a table may be made beautiful witn bowls or glass or silver heaped with bonbons and twined about with flame-colored silk. Rope embroideries and rope fringes are stylish and costly for wall decoration, a bit a yard square or lass that we recently handled being marked $135. Window shelves covered with cretonne and edged with a three-inch frill are handy to have about a room even if you have no pot-plants to go upon them. Maiden-hair ferns without any flowers is a very favorite decoration this winter, and should always be dipped in water just before using, so as tb glisten in tbe light. A tall white lamn with yellow shade and vellow scarf softly draped about its foot, made a ueantitul center for festoons of holly leaves, ruuning off to the ends of the table. A decoration within tbe reach of almost any is a jar of grass and ox-eyed daisies, draped about with a green scarf; yet, though so simple, few more effective ones can be foucd. Straw-bottle covers painted brown and tied at top and bottom with bright ribbon, with a glass for flowers inside, are prettily hung in groups of three against the wall, or in odd corners. Lovely bed covers are of sateen pink, blue, yellow or crimson veiled with lace or scrim. Others are of white and gold Madras muslin, and yet others of drawn work, with lining of pale silk. A narrow shelf about eight inches above the mantel board, with a row of Japanese fans placed behind it as a border, serves admirably for holding and displaying the smaller bits of bric-a-brac. Some very new lamn-sbades represent an enormous lily of the auratum, or t'er pattern, almost covered with pendent velvety stamens. They are the size of a small parasol and cost from $35 to $60 each. The lamp-shades of flowers roses, chrysanthemums, tulips, sunflowers, etc. are heavy and clumsy-looking as they are costly, despite tbe beauty of their component blossoms, which fairly outrival nature. Where space is an object, a pretty fancy i3 to have the toilet mirror long and narrow, placed upright upon a shelf across a corner about a foot from the floor, and another shelf above it, on which stands a quaint jar. Kettle holder made of felt, covered one side with flannel, the other side with brocade, have a much greater reason for being than many more elaborate concoctions as where tea is made at table tbey are almost a necessity. A couch to be contrived out of a frame has the home-made mattress covered with cretonne, white or red and gold, with a big square pillow to match. A flounce reaching tbe floor goes all around it, and the pillow has a scantily -gathered ruffle three inches deep. A champagne-basket and pine easel, painted some neutral tint, and draped with plush or velveteen, or cretonne, make an admirable holder for newspapers and periodicals. Have the pins of the easel long enough to hold the basket whose lid should be fastened up with a bow matching or contrasting with the drapery. Unci Hayseed Not Always Slow. Cincinnati Times-Star. A farmer in Clinton county. Mo., found out tbat the grand jury was trying to haul bim up for working on Sunday. He at once had his four sons summoned to appear before the juiy as witnesses against him. He was fined $1 and costs, a total of 5. His sons' fees and mileage amounted to if 2. GO each, a total of flu.40.

MATTERS AND THINGS. Written for the Sunday Journal. They bad a lively time at the Twilight Club, of New York, not many moons ago, over the discussion of the question, "What would you do if you were King of Manhattan Island?" Of course there was, ample scope for the introduction of all sorts of theoretical improvements in all sorts of matters, and the inferences were unanimous that if the Twilight Club could bave its will the county-seat of Paradise would be immediately transformed from celestial realms to New York city. Would that some power benign eould elect, install, inaugurate, crown, or whatever it is they do to kings, some good.

stancn. sensible man as king of Marion county, and all tbat therein dwells and belongs, for the space of a few days only. Of course. being a sensible man, he would fall foul of Indi anapolis first, and fairly astonish the natives. The way the transfer car would go to make his Majesty's kindling-wood would make the Coun cil's head swim. The express-wagons and hacks tbat disgrace the Circle would be hurled into euter darkness bo fast that they wouldn't know what ailed them. Our streets wouid be cleaned daily, and sprinkled in dusty weather, at the expense 01 tbe kingdom. W omen who take the whole crossing, and men who smoke or chew tobacco in street cars, would be beheaded without benefit of clergy. Natural gas would be everywhere instanter, and at low rates, and electrio daggers would plunge out and stab every peddler who rang the front door bell. But really, this is a subject which it is hardly safe to let tbe imagination trifle with, so numer ous are tne avenues of indnstry wuicn would open to a good, honest, industrious king, could such a one be found. Apropos of industry, a Kentucky woman has just contributed to the population of that State seven sons, and now demands that her State government recompense her there for bv a suitable pension. It remains to be seen what the State will do in tbe matter, but to unprejudiced outsiders it seems clear that the woman ought to land in the penitentiary for clogging up the country with Kentuckians. When the King of Marion county comes into power, after his nrst burst of enthusiastic revolution has been made time may occasionally hang heavily on bis hands, so perfect will be his adjustment of things civic and social. It may appropriately be suggested, therefore, that if he will lend a hand in church affairs, in some of these intervals of leisure, his subjects would be correspondingly gratified. The abolishment of stout ushers, for instance, would be a desiraDie innovation, ine stout usher, as ail observing folks know, is the innocent cause of more coughs and Colds amongebnrch people, than can be well estimated. The stout usher is gen erally active, or tries to be, for he would not for the world have anyone suspect that he was fat. so be trips energetically up and down the aisles, seating tbe congregation, and by the time he has made a dozen such sallies be is so warm he can't breathe. Still warding off the idea that his flesh has anything to do wiib it, be concludes the.church is entirely too close, and forthwith opens some of the windows and all the ventila tors he can lay his hands to, thus exposing to death-dealing drafts some hundreds of innocent people who are just barely comfortable. Then the men pull up their coat collars, and the women pull on their cloaks, and both go home and make disrespectful remarks to the effect that they wish that fat Mr. Brown would mind nis business and not freeze out tbe whole con gregation just because be can't breathe. There is no doubt about it, the stout usher will have to go. Snails are a new dainty in gastronomic circles. It is to be hoped that no one will be so rude and cruel as to serve this slow viand with ketchup or caper-sauce. Let the fitness of things be preserved. It is well that the Humane Society is to give particular attention to cases of cruelty to children. There is, beyond all doubt, more of this species of abuse extant than unthinking people have any idea of. Several winters ago some charity kindergarten visitors found three small children one a mere baby left in a room, without any fire, on a bitter day in January, with only a few crust3 of bread to stay their hunger, while their heedless or cruel mother had gone to work in a laundry. She was speedily bunted up, instructed in ber duties, and tbe children made comfortable for that time, at least. Another case is recalled of a drinking woman who had gone from home on a spree. leavme her small boy locked up without his shoes and stockings, in order to prevent his at tendance upon tbe kindergarten Christmas exer cises. He managed toclimboutof the window and report to tbe neighbors, who made mm com fortable and saw that Santa Claus did not neglect him. The Humane Society, however. will need to be def t-nngered, in some instances, not to interfere without occasion. A funny story suggests itself under this head. A gentle man, who bad a band of small boys wbo at times became unruly, as small boys will, on one occa sion adjourned with one of his youngsters to the back part of tbe nouse to administer in tbat re tired spot some necessary correction. The small boy was of that species that always yells loudest before the punishment and out of all proportion to the strokes when laid on. Before the performance began, however, and while the reluctant father was, possibly, trimming the knots off the switch a ring came at the doorbell. Tbe gentleman himself responded and found there a lady unknown to him, who begged pardon and said tbat she was just passing through tbe alley by tbe house when she beard a child screaming in a most dreadful manner and felt that she really must call and ascertain the cause, as she feared the servants were mistreating it cruelly. Here was a dilemma for the head of tbe house, but be met it bravely, and boldly stated that he, himself, was the occasion "of the outcry. As he was about to punish one of his children, he expressed himself as very much indebted to the lady for her solicitude, but that the licking would have to go on just the same. She withdrew in confusion, and hostilities between the parent and the small boy proceeded without further interruption. At a Boston wedding, the other day, the officiating minister sneezed four times while performing the ceremony, and all the old women present presaged dreadful things in store for the bride and groom. The minister did not countenance any of these superstitions, however; he knew why he sneezed; be felt the big draft that was in the bridegroom's pocket. Pundita Ramabai was well worth seeing and hearing, not only on her own account and thecause which she presents and which certainly opens a worthy mission field if ever a cause did but alsobecause of her elucidation of the mother-in-law problem, which has so long vexed and annoyed civilized races. It is a comfort to know that the mother-in-law the real article, the newspaper mother-in-law, the paragrapher's mainstay is not by any means a modern invention, or the fruit of latter days, or of younger countries. ne is, with reverence be it spoken, as old as the hills; coeval with the Sphinx, probably, if that reserved old lady could only be persuaded to tell a thing or two that she knows.' The Hindu mother-in-law, as depicted by the Pundita, is, without doubt, a creature not to be trifled witb. India is ber native heath, and our modern imitation of her is not to be mentioned in tbe same day. She assumes early charge of the child-wife of her son, and has consequently the training of her, and fitting ber for marital duties, which appears principally to be a system of adorations of and revolvmgs around tbe aforesaid son. Of course she is obnoxious, meddlesome, over-bearing and all that is claimed for tbe genuine mother-in-law. Although Ramabai's ostensible object in life, and of her lectures in this country is to further tbe education of girls of the high-caste Hindus, yet it is apparent to every one that this education will necessarily include the ex tinction of the mother-in-law. When Hindu girls accumulate higher education, the mother-in-law will have to go. She will not be toleratod. Once exterminated in older countries, she will have no prestige here, and the world-wide felicity of the wife will be assured. Be it understood tbat these breathings of fire and slaughter .are not aimed at the true mother-in-law, who is tbe stay of the household in sickness and in health, bnt at tbe newspaper mother-in-law tbe old lady ot fire and tow whose headouarters are in India she must be stamped out. Let the Ramabai Circle soread. If Pundita Ramabai's lecture oostume is the best that India can do in the way of good clothes. it is no marvel that men tn that country can support droves of wives. One good-sized sheet all around, and the outfit is complete. Tbey are always ready for the pillow-case parties over there. However, it must be said, in justice to candor and troth, that this style of dress is not bit decorative. The Mother Hubbard is an angel of light compared t-- it. to nay, nothing f grace, but when tne higher education gets f India, lots of other things will ere i in, too. Culture, and tbe basque, and overskirt will go hand in band. Progress and tns polonaise will

get there together; and then, when the Hindu woman acquires comprehensive insight on the subject of eeak-skin cloaks and diamonds, the Hindu gods themselves will be glad to throw up the sponge and take to the woods.

THE RUBBER QUESTION. Cause of the Deterioration in Quality of OverShoes Some Interesting Facts. Correspondence St. Louis Globe-Pemocrat. There are about 30,000,000 pounds of rubber imported yearly to the United States. About one-half of this comes from the valley of the Amazon, the finest being from Para, Brazil. Many other tropical countries produce rubber, but not such quality of it as the Para stock. Next in quality comes the African rubber, which ranks among tbe poorest sorts, and is used for belting and articles where, united with duck by hydraulic pressure, the rubber receives no strain. The best quality of rubber the Para is the sort of which overshoes are made or ought to be. But there are about 70,000.000 pairs per year to be made out of the limited stock of Para material, and it takes at least one-half a pound of rubber itself for a pair of men's overshoes, and as 70,000,000 will not go into 30,000.000, there are few overshoes made of complete rubber of the best quality. The price of rubber is about 70c per pound; this means rubber of tbe Para quality. The material in clear rubber of the best grade for a pair of ordinary overshoes can not co6t more than 50c at most. The futher ex penses necessary to the production of the shoe are for the cloth lining two small per pair to need noting almost; and all the remainder is for the manufacturing process. The average price per pair is 50c over the Uni ted States, but the prices of the different shoes range from $1.75 to 19o a pair. Especially in New York this variety has existed at the same season, and the $1.75 sort were very little better, if at all, than the 19o grade. The deterioration in the quality of rubber garments and overshoes everywhere has been for several years a matter of general publie note. The competition of dealers is. the cause, the crude rubber itself being as good now as it ever was, and the general competition and variety of prices. It is imoossible to know where genuine rubbers are to be had, and nobody can tell what proportion, if any. of the good grade rubber is contained in a newly finished pair of overshoes; the expert or the dealers themselves can not tell by an inspection of tbe article when it is new. The difference between twojjair of rubbers that have seen service one made of rubber at firsthand, and the other made of rubber composition, is very distinct. It happens this time, however, that no overshoes made for sale are wholly of the crude imported rubber at first hand and of the first quality. The second grade of Para rubber is a very inferior one, and where the overshoes are at their best at the present day, they are still, to a great extent, made of the second and inferior grades. Manufacturers pretend at times to make an article for sale of the first quality, but competent non-manufacturing authority dealing in rubber say that probably not a pair of rubbers in the market is made throughout of genuine first-class rubber, and that at the present prices of overshoes, snch quality can not be manufactured. Some rubber firms doing a large business use only one case of rubber per month. A Jewish rubber company of Jersey City beats this bysupplying the public with immense stocks of overshoes without receiving any of the native rubber at all. The resources of their trade are gathering up of refuse rubber, on the principle by which some cigarettes are made; and tbe cast-off and worn-out rubber shoes of one season's wear, turn out new, shining and advertised as of superlative quality in a following season. No other material to adulterate rubber with has ever been found, except rubber itself. But the old and broken stuff and the crumbling and inferior new material are sufficiently poor to be very marked in their difference from the first-class Para stock. The secrets of the rubber trade and the proportion of rubber which enters into every manufacturer's products, are not known to any one outside the trade, or, perhaps, inside of the manufacturer's establishment. HAYTI'S HUMILIATION. At the Mercy of the French and English Governments. Fort an Prince. Bayti, Special. The increase in the number of guards at this point and the dispatch of messengers to the northern provinces would indicate that the government is not free from apprehension. In order to understand the present situation a glance at the near past will be necessary. About eighteen months ago Hayti floated a new loan in Paris to the amount of 7,500,000 francs or $1,400,000. The masses of the blacks were opposed to tbe loan, but in spite of their protests it became an accomplished fact For its repayment the government of President Salomon pledced a part of the custom house receipts, which come from the heavy export and import duties. The populace objected to this because it gave France a new hold on tbe country. Next in order, early in 1887, Mr. Clement Hill, of the British Foreign Office, arrived in her Majesty's ironclad, Canada, to press for tne settlement of some longstanding English claims. He demanded a money payment ot $1,000,000 or the cession of the island of Tortuga, on the north coast of Hayti. which had once been offered to England. After prolonged negotiations and violent opposition, which tbe French agent was suspected of fomenting, President Salomon came t a settlement. The amount of the claim was reduced, $100,000 was paid down, and security given for the balance. Though the claim was generally regarded as just, President Salomon's sanction caused much complaint. From this it appears that Hayti has assumed heavy obligations to the governments of England and France, and until tbose claims are finally settled she must remain practically at their mercy. The enemies of President Salomon insinuate that he has sold his country to foreigners, who are cordially bated by the masses. The government of President Salomon is a strong one, but the near future is clouded with grave apprehensions, owing to the advanced age, eighty-two years, of the President. To be strong his government has had to be marked with violence and oppression. His many enemies, both here and in exile, want to get rid of him. Aficording to general report np less than five candidates are already spoken of as his possible successors. When he resigns or dies it is thought not unlikely that the partisans of the different candidates will make things pretty lively. Meanwhile, the precautions taken by the government insure the maintenance of order. The new government and a repudiation of the French and British debts would give popular satisfaction, bnt such "a course would lead to new naval demonstrations and to new humiliations for Hayti. A GREAT KAILKOAO MANAGER. Some Glimpses of the Career of the Manager of the Union Pacific. Pavenport Democrat-Gazette. The report that Thomas J. Potter, generalmanager of the Union Pacific lines, had placed bin resignation in the bands of the directory, to take effect April 15, is denied. But the statement is confirmed that Mr. Potter is suffering from ill health, and that there is danger of an early break down if he does not take better care of himself. During his long connection with the Burlington road Mr. Potter was the hardest, or one of the hardest worked employes of tbat corporation. It was by virtue of his ability that he rose from tbe lowe.ttotbe highest position. Genius has been defined as a capacity for hard work. This is the kind of genius Thomas J. Potter had. It made no difference to him whether he was drawing $50 a month as station agent or $25,000 a year as manager in the time he devoted to his corporation's business. As his responsibilities multiplied even at a greater rate did his anxiety onicken. When he went to the Union Pacific be attempted to inform himself of every detail in that company's affairs as he had done with tbose of tbe Burlington system. He insisted npon himseif doing a great amount of work that a wiser man would leave to subordinate?, and in this way, making long journeys by day and working nights, he overtaxed his great resources. What is true of Mr. Potter is true of many others. Railroad presidents travel about the country in their private palace cars, and it is commonly supposed they draw large salaries for small service. Successful lawyers command fees which look like fortunes, and tbey are envied. So with doctors, authors and others who take great care and responsibility upon themselves. But in nearly every case it will bo found there is a terrible anxiety, a tremendous mental strain which is doing its fatal work. The man who receives a salary high up in the thousands, as a rule, is the busy man. He not only has the caoacity for work, but uses it beyond the limits of safety. The men who make money are not, in most cases, the men who know bow to use it, or if they have any knowledge on the subject it is not of tbe practical kind. Horace Greeley waited until he died to find time to go a fishing for a day. And thousands of our biisy men are counting upon taking a vacation which will never come to them. The Iieanop of It. St. L00U Post Dispatch. The red men are said to have weathered the Western blizzards this winter far better than the white man. The explanation of this will probably be found in the fact that the government keeps poor Lo supplied with warm blankets and other luxuries which the average white man, who has to grub for himself and pay taxes, can't afford to indulge iu.

HUMOR OP THE DAT.

The Tie That Rinds. Jndge. Both There. She You say your elder brother is a bank cashier. He Yes. She My eldest brother is in Montreal, too. Perhaps they're acquainted. Ad Old Trouble Cured. ; -New York Sun. "Yes," he said. "I used to be troubled witn cold feet at night, too; but that was some years ago." "Then you never are now?" "No, not since I've been a widower." The Faith Cure. New York Son. Christian Scientist Have you ever tried the faith cure for yonr rheumatism? Patient Yes, I'm trying it now. I've got ia mv pocket the left hind foot of a grave-yard rabbit tbat was killed in tbe dark of the moon, and I'm blamed if I don't think it's helping me. Poor Man. Epoch. 9 Applicant Please, ma'am, can you fcelpa ooor man who is out of work. Woman I guess I can find something for you to do. Applicant (gratefully) Thanks. If you conld give me some washing to do I'll take it home to my wife. Making the Best of It. Texas Siftings. "Go into the room and bring that cake on the table," said an Austin mother to her son. "It's too dark; I'm afraid to go into theroom. "Go right into that room this instant, or I'll go in and bring out the strap." "If you bring out the strap," replied the boy, sobbing, "bring the cake along too." A Matter or Opinion. New York Pun. Mr. Waldo (of Boston) You saw "Faust," of course, iuiss tsreezy, when it was Chicago? played in Miss Breezy Oh. yes! and was delighted with, it. But I think, Mr. Waldo, speaking from a spectacnlar point of view, that the "Black Crook" lays a trifle over it. Caution Necessary. New York Bun. "Is Mr. Anthony Comstock present?"inquired the speaker, pausing a moment. "No," came from the audience. "Then, friends and fellow citizens," went on the orator, raising his voice until the rafters rang, "the sentiment that I bave just uttered is tbe naked truth." A Transcendentalism 4 Pittsburg Chronicle. "What are you reading, Miss Wabash?" asked Miss Pittsburg, who was visiting in Chicago. "I bave had an hour's communion with Emerson, through the medium of hia essays," replied Miss Wabash"Do you like Emerson?" "Well, now, you're shouting!" A Financial Scheme. New York Sun. Citizen You look thoughtful, Uncle Rastus. Uncle Rastus Yes, sab. Ise got some financierin' business on ban'. Yuse heerd eb desa different trusts, habbentyo'? citizen Yes. Uncle Rastus Well, Ise gwine down to the grocer's fo' ter negotiate fo' er 'etablishmen' oh a codfish trust. Proof Positive or Mendacity. Boston Transcript. '.'What is the last witness's reputation for truth and veracity, Mr. Blunker?" "Very bad, sir, very bad." "Did you personally ever know him to tell an untruth?" "I know he owns a dog of which he is very proud." "That will do, sir. You can stand down." The Usual Way. Omaha World. first Omaha Dams: "Do you mean to you went to church last Sunday? Why, say the weatner was perfectly awful." Second Omaha Dame: Yes. I went, but I arrived tnere more dead than alive. "What was the sermon about?" V "Oh, the minister scolded ns for three hour a because the rest of you didn't come." How a Girl "Utilized Leap-Tear. Yonkers Statesman. "Charlie, did you ever hear it said that if a person found .a four-leaved clover and put it into a shoe, the first gentleman or lady the person walked with would be either their husband or wife?" "No, never heard of is before," "Well, I fonnd one and put it into my shoe this morning, and you are tbe first one I have walked with. I wonder if it is true." Beginning a New Life. New York Snn. "My beloved brethren," said a Western minister, "it fills my heart with joy to inform you tbat the Mayor of our little city has experienced a cnange ot neart, and Hereafter will labor witn us in advancing our great and glorious cause." Murmurs of approval among tbe congregation. "And as a mark of the respect and esteem we hold for him, and the high confidence we repose in our new brother tbe taking up of tbe collection will be intrusted to his care on this blessed Sabbath morn." A Iesson la Journalism. Omaha World. . Frofessor in Journalism (Hopkins University) First class in journalism, attention! How do you make paste? Class Mix XXX family flour with boiling water until tbe proper consistency is obtained. "Correct. How do you manipulate shears?" "Place the thumb in one ring, the forefinger in the other, and work tbem up and down." "Correct. Now, clip the editorials from the daily newspapers and paste them in your scrapbooks, after which we will take up tbe subject of patent folding desks, easy chairs and editorial spittoons." He Couldn't Understand Women. Kansas City Times. There was a little incident on a cable line car yesterday morning that made all on board laugh. There was such a touch of humor in it and so much human nature that the mirth was as free and spontaneous as the rippling murmur of s brook. Tbe car bad just stopped at the Priests of Pallas hall, and a large, genialfaced, jovial kind of a man assisted a lady to alight. As the car started, again he rather earnestly remarked: "Now tbere goes my wife to hear Sam Jones tell her ot her faults." Then after an impressive pause. "Yet when I try to tell her of them at home there is a terrible racket. I can't understand women." Two Coining Statesmen. WashluKton Letter. Thero are no end of smart children in Washington. Mrs. Senator Ingalls, of Kansas has one, a little fellow of five years. A few dayj ago be took a seat by the side of bis elder sister, and picking up Harper's Magazine he said: "Do you read Harper's much?" His sister replied tbat she did. Do you find it very interesting?" he said. "Yes,? was the answer. "Well," he continned, "I haven't paid much attenion to it, but I have noticed for a long time past tbat it is publishing a continued story, and I think it is about time it is finished." Tbe sister, ber curiosity excited, asked: ' "What is the story ealledf ' "The Editor's Drawer." said the child. seen a chapter of it in every number since I can remember." Mrs. Senator Kenna has a little boy four years old, who is very handsome. Upon several occasions she noticed that he was looking at himself in the glass. "Charles," she said, "come away from the glass; don't be looking at yourself." "Mamma," he replied, "I think it is a very harmless amusement." The Itigneaa of the Earth, , Correspondent ef tbe Hartford Courant. A total eclipse of the moon seems to me to bt almost the only astronomical phenomenon which helps us to believe tbat the earth is, after all, something pretty large and important. .It proves that the earth casts a shadow whieh, at the distance of the moon, nearly 240.000 miles, is so broad that it takes the moon, itself some 2,000 miles in diameter, an hour and a half to pass through it. Our globe is not so very insignificant if it carries about with it such a shadow aa this. A Gifted Man. , . I Minneapolis Tribune. Will S. Hayes, the lyric poet of the Ohio valley, has written a new hymn for Mr. Sankey. Mr. Hayes can write better bymns and guess the age 0' whisky more accurately than any other man between Cincinnati and Paducah. A Clevrr Advertisement In HufTalo, Buffalo Courier. A laundry which stands in the shadow of an East-side church bears the appropriate legend on its sigoboaxd, "Cleanliness is next to Godliness." 1