Indianapolis Journal, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 October 1894 — Page 15

THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 7, 1891.

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THE ADVENTURE OF CASIMIR. (Trim sin t?d from the French of Ch. ie Coynnrt 1- nowcim 31. ev. Victorine was sixty years old; Cecilo was fifty-six. and Sidonle. notwithstanding her black hair, which was false, could admit, without doubt, her forty-nine summers. All three, daughters of Monsieur Ioearney, had remiinei F'.ngle and lived together In a pleasant house at X. It really seems that all provincial towns are libraries In which one finds the same works of customs and habits. And Vlc.torine. Cecile and Sidonle were typical examples of old maids who had s embraced provincial customs. They had their moments of unhappiness and disillusions. victorine, at the age of twenty-eight, had been betrothed to a young merchant who had lately settled In town, but one week before the marriage was to take place he went Into bankruptcy, and Victorine, disheartened by this first attempt, definitely renounced all intentions to matiimony. As it was, the only motive for thinking of such a thing had been the desire to do as does the world In general. And neither had Cecile the slightest desire for matrimonial Miss. She was a narrow-minded person who was easily seduced by mysticism, be

cause it allowed her to believe without argument. At least it was in that way that she- faced religion and narrowed It down to the limits of her conception; and had it not been for fear of wounding her father she would have entered a convent. As for Silonie, "Little One," as she was called by her older sisters,, she possessed a very romantic and at the same time a very prudish nature. She had secretly read "Paul and Virginia" and shortly afterwards fell d?eply In love with a dentist. That gentlemm. always nicely dressed, lived well and talked of having plenty with such remarkable assurance and had the manners of a prestldigitateur to such a degree that one was led. to believe him quite well-to-do. He was received in the Lecarney household, and a marriage was foreseen. Suddenly he disappeared, and no one knew what had become of him. The strong-minded declared him to be a foreign agent, and Sidonle was broken-hearted. Then, to complete their list of woes, Mons. Lecarney, who had been a widower for nine years, died. The three sisters remained, left entirely to themselves. Very naturally, they felt the need of sustaining each other mutually and drew nearer together, as do the little chicks when the old hen leaves them. Sainte Catherine, who was their guardian saint, watched over them, no doubt, for certainly their Hve3 were arranged in the best possible way. Victorine gave lessons in reading and writing, while Sidonle taught deportment and the piano, and Cecile, with the assistance of a maid servant, took charge of the house. Thus their lives passed peacefully and they grew old together, separated from the world and possessing full confidence in each other, keeping up with the doings of the country by. means of a local weekly paper, which they solemnly read in company with their parrot. They were kind to the poor, hardened for the future and very pious. If by chance they saw the name of M. Zola, they thought of the lower regions, and in their eyes the Musee du Louvre was a very wicked place. Every morning one- could see Victorine and Sidonle starting to mass at 7 o'clock; Cecile did not go until later, so that there was always some one to watch over the servant But on Sunday they went "en corps" to high mass, and one could see periodically their three silhouettes, one by one. on the pavement, skimming by the shops and finally completely lost under the gateway of the old church. They always walked by order of age. A captain of the garrison, a great wag, had noticed them and, having made inquiries about them, duShed them "the three minus men." Thi3 nickname stuck to them. Suddenly, in 1S9-, Cecile discovered that their servant was making too much off of them, and they had already observed a scarcity of meat. Ihey held a consultation and the servant was dismissed. Then folio wed the search for one to replace her. In the meantime Cecile did duty as cook. Happily for her hands and happily for the stomachs of her sisters, a few days later, a neighbor proposed sending them a girl Those mother had been for twenty years in the employ of a notary who lived in the neighborhood. That proved sufficient recommendation for the three sisters. The two women came to see them, and 'lie Misses Leearnay explained what waa expected of a servant in their employ. The natter was arranged, and Annette Garin, for that was her name, was that same evening installed in the small room upstairs. She was a nice girl, was Annette. Her nineteen years lent to her face a charming freshness of good will, and under the coquettish Tittle white cap, .her big, roguish black eyes were not unpleasant to look upon. The Misses Leearnay, who did not know anything, thought she had the most perfect air of candor, and, as she was bright, intelligent and very willing, the satisfaction of the trio was complete. The streets of X are usually very quiet, the pedestrians are very rare, and as for passing vehicles they amount to a few bakers' carts and two or three omnibuses from the station. However, the neighborhood of the three old maids was the most favored for movement, as. the barracks being situated on that side, there was a continual line of soldiers passing in front of the house. Especially about 6 o'clock in the evening, after supper, the fKldiers, quiet, well-meaning red breeches, passed by in bands of live or six, their arms hanging at their sides and. according to custom, their big feet beating time as they walked; and on Sunday, their clean thread gloves kept up a regular back and forth movement of white fists at their fides, and with nothing at all to say, loafers, nothing to do on this their day of rest, they walked about the town, because this was a holiday. If the Misses Leearnay felt any antipathy for any one. the most lively was manifested with regard to the soldiers. They had a perfect horror of red trousers, and their father had in no wise endeavored to lessen their hatred. Why? Perhaps Madame Leearnay could have given the reason. However as the case may be. the old gentleman had succeeded in impressing on the minds of his daughters that the army consisted of a collection of good for nothing fellows, who were capable of committing any audacity. Sidonle alone still preserved in her heart a kindly feeling for those who. from day to day, might be called out to die in defending their country. But she never oared admit such a thing, and when there was to be an extra number of troops in the .town and they were asked to put up a few of the men. she was the first to make a complaint at the mayoralty. Apropos of that subject, mere was a little story told that during the lifetime of Mons. Leearnay, during the period of some big maneuvers, a corporal with a small company of men came to claim lodgings that had been assigned them there. The old man began by closing the door in his face, but as the corporal insisted upon entering, the oid gentleman pulled out 2 francs from his pocket, and in a very emphatic tone of voice said: "There, then. I would rather sacrifice some money; go put up at a ho51;.' Tne soldiers returned to the town hall, and as the first deputy was a friend of the family the affair was hushed up and the soldiers lodged elsewhere. i !E ?un Proceedlngs it was only nat,Lthat should put Annette on her guard against all these "terrible men" who ?vClV?Y l" y the house, especially as the kitchen looked out on the street. The window glass was well whitewashed up as high as ones head, but by standing on a chair it was very easy to see out; and then, too. the window was not always closed. One really must have some air; but the old ladies seemed inclined to . think their servant had too much. Cecile began by giving the girl a sermon on three points; and s donle came in Just in time to" add an energetic peroration. The soldiers were "the hirelings of Satan brutes un mannered and debauchee." Poor little soldiers. It required no more to make Annette desirous of seeing the dreadful creatures. Every time her mistresses were out of sight he would get up on a chair with her face close to the window pane and watch the soldiers as they walked past None of them ever looked her way; that gave her more assurance, and perhaps a little regret. Soon she had the courage to leave the window half-way open during high mass on Sunday, and in that way she could see what went on In the street without 'discontinuing her work. Plenty of soldiers went by, but none of them seemed to nntlrv hta That was most dlscou raging, and one Sun day morning sne naa tne audacity to stand rlrTht at the open window. Half a dozen soldiers came by, but they continued their march. Impassible, without even saying a word to each other. And Annette thought U herself that for such "terrible creatures"

they seemed to be very modest with their tine bayonets. Decidedly, "the ladles' must ( exaggerate things. Almost immediately a i little corporal, going down the street at a J good gait, stopped short at the sight of the

I'reny gin, jooKeu at ner a mmuie ami then continued on his way without so much as glancing backward, as though ashamed of his first movement. Annette, much startled, ran back into the room, and it was not until five minutes later that she had the courage to approach the window. She had already noticed the little corporal because he seemed always to be alone. Only, ordinarily, he did not go by so rapidiy, and In a half-timid way he seemed always to be looking for something, but up to that morning his eyes had never rested on the kitchen. When "the ladles" returned Cecile declared that the cutlets were burned. Later in the day the corporal returned, walking more slowly this time, and, under pretext of lighting a cigarette, stopped Immediately In front of the house. But Annette, who was making a sauce under the inspection of Cecile, did not se him. The promenade was kept up all week at about 5:30 in the afternoon, but without success. It happened that Annette saw him several times, and dreamed about him. The next Sunday and the hour for high mass arrived; the three old ladies departed. Annette opened the window and the corporal appeared at the end of the street. She, who had boen peeping out. drew back, but not soon enough, however, to prevent the corporal from seeing her shadow. He smiled like a good child, gave her a little look out of the corner of his eye, but passed without daring to stop. He was a patient boy. one of the school which does not rush at things, and a word his general had spoken always came back to him. That personage had once said: The foot soldier should advance straight forward, but with sinuosity, such as the corkscrew." Excellent method for the present case. Iove and war resemble each other in some points. For another week the corporal was faith ful to his little plan. Annette could no longer sleep, and her eyes began to have black circles around them. It was on Sun day, naturally, that they exchanged their first words. The corporal stopped In front of the window and pretended to light the stump of his cigarette, striking the matches against the brick wall with no success whatever, understand. He pretended to have used all his matches and murmured: "Well, suppose I shall have to do without smoking," at the same time casting an inquiring glance at Annette. She hesitated. The corporal continued talking to himself, apparently: "It's annoying, very annoying," and he made a pretense of searching his pockets. Annette took pity on him and decided what sne should do. "Here. Mr. Soldier, if these can be of any service to you," and she handed him several matches. "Ah. thank you. Mademoiselle. It i3 very kind of you to oblige the French army" And they began to talk. "Have you been at X. some time. Mademoiselle? "Oh. no, sir, only two months." "A very agreeable town." "I don't know, I go out so seldom." "Ah, ah, madame, what Is her name. your employer?" "I have three. They are the Misses Le earnay. "Oh. yes. The Misses Leearnay: don't they allow you tc go out?" "2so. Anyhow. I don't need to." She drew back little by little, afraid that the conversation would be too long. The corporal understood that he might frighten her if he Insisted. "So much the worse, said he. "so much the worse. Mademoiselle. Well, I am in an embarrassing position. To be able to thank-you for your kindness, I ought to know your name." "Annette." "Well, then. Mademoiselle Annette, good night, and thank you very much, you know." lie gave her a military salute, a little awkwardly, feeling queer in his eyes, and left her. Annette felt her heart beat fast He was very oolite, that soldier. The next day the postman stopped in front of the kitchen. "Is this letter for you. Mademoiselle?" Annette took the envelope and read it: A Mademoiselle. Mademoiselle Annette, Chez Mesdemolselles Leearnay, Rue au Pain, A. X. "Yes, sir," replied the girl. She was very much astonished and turned the letter over In her fingers, then opened It. The first few lines made her put the paper briskly in her pocket; then without thinking of her actions, noisy and nervous, she bustled about the kitchen, misplacing the saucepans, fooling with the stove and sweeping frantically. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that she was calm. Then after reflecting for an Instant she went down to a shed at the end of the garden where she was sure she would not be surprised. She read the letter. This is what It contained: "Mademoiselle: My taste and my passion oblige me to confess to you something which It is impossible to keep from you. But before abandoning myself shall I say to the pleasure or necessity of writing to you.' I begin by imploring you to hear me. What shall I sav. after all. that you show your work? And why should you be angry at a sentiment which you have caused to be born. Emanating from you. it is surely worthy of offering to you: If if is burning like my soul, it Is pure like yours. It is a crime to be able to appreciate your charming face, your enchanting graces and that touching candor which adds such an inestimable price to such precious qualities? Ah. say one word and my happiness will be of your making. But, before you speak, remember that one word can reduce meto the deepest despair. A refusal will leave me to believe that you are offended, and my heart Is a guarantee for me that my respect equIs my love. Ah, I beseech you, send just a little note of response, in your own writing, to one who would give his happiness to please you, and to call himself with as much love as there is sincerity, your Casimir. Address: Caslmir Barcil, caporal a la premiere esconade de la cinquieme du deux." The young girl, much oppressed, put the letter in the envelope and the whole in her bosom; then she started from the shed., running. Just at that moment Cecile called to her, but, seeing where she came from, said nothing. That evening the corporal did not go by, nor the next evening. The corporal waited patiently. At last, at the end of four days, the postman handed him an envelope, stained with two or three grease spots. It contained a letter of a' few words. "Monsieur: I must admit that your courtship both flatters and honors me, but you must speak to mamma. She is a servant at the house of Monsieur Y.. notary at N. I saUte you. ANNETTE GAFtlN." Caslmir went up immediately to the sergeant-major's room, and there, with the aid of some documents adapted to all circumstances, he penned the following letter: "Power of heaven! I had a soul. for sorrow; give me one for happiness. How suffice the torrent of bliss which comes to overflow my heart. Permit, ah, permit me, to feel the happiness of hoping to be loved, loved by her. Thome of earth, how far you seem below me! Condescend, beautiful Annette, to let me know how you receive this sincere declaration. No, do not write; paper is not worthy of bearing your precious thoughts. But be so good as to allow me a little interview. Sunday, during high mass, leave the door at the end of the garden open. I will go in by the allev, so as not to attract attention in the street. Then I will speak to you of my future prospects, for I am soon to leave the army. And you will see at your feet one who declares himself for life, your Caslmir." An hour later the letter was in the postoffice. Unluckily, the postman, who knew now where the letter belonged, simply put It In the letter box and rang twice, as was his custom. It was Cr- who went for it. She immediately not he. 1 the large handwriting, and that the "t?'.tr. was from X., and It put her on her guar J. - Locking very severe she entered the kitchen. "Annette, have you any acquaintances here?" ' The girl blushed and said: "No, Mademoiselle." "However, here is a letter for you which has certainly been written by some one in town." Annette was scarlet. "I am going to open it before you." continued the old maid, "and we will see what it contains." Annette had not the force to protest, and Cecile tore open the envelope. But no sooner had she glanced at the unfolded sheet than she gave an exclamation of horror and left the room, saying: "I will speak to you later." She went to her sisters and the three held a consultation about the corporal's letter. It was an insult, a horror! Annette had to appear before the trio, and each one read her a lecture on the shame of the affair. The mother, sent for by telegraph, arrived In the evening and began to beat her daughter, crying loudly that she "dishonored the family." At last Annette persuaded them to listen to her, and. In the midst of her tears, related , to them the adventure, swearing that she told the truth. As the mother begged eo hard Annette was allowed to retain her situation, but the corporal did not get off easily. Cecile and Victorine went to see the Colonel and read him a long lecture about the audacious actions or Casimir. The Colonel, who experienced a great desire to laugh in their faces, explained to them that In the military It was not a crime to write a letter, no matter hor burning It might be, and that otherwlJe Caslmir Barcil was a good fellow, as he happened to know him. Then the old woman lighted upon a Machlavellan proj ect. After a long consultation they sent a letter to the corporal. Imitating as nearly as possible Annette's handwriting: "Monsieur -I-c!ll expect you Sunday, at 11 o'clock. Thf garden door will be open." And on Sunday, after going to early rrisa, they stnt Annstta to n!c-i maxa.

and hid themselves in the kitchen. Very soon Cecile. who was acting as sentlni!, gave the alarm of the enemy's approacn. Soon they heard the cracking of foo steps on the gravel and a. soft "Hera, hem," outside the door. The door opened softly and a round, freshly-shaved face, with two bright eyes and a tiny mustache, looked in; then the bjdy of the corporal appeared, but, seeing the trio, he started to make his escape. "Stay, Monsieur." They were all three there, seated behind a table like Judges. Victorine, with a little cap on her white head, Cecile, humble but decided, and Sidonie, with her "company false piece," which was quite new. Caslmir looked at them in astonishment. "Monsieur." began Victorine, "you belong to a class who believe themselves allowed to do as they please. And, without respect to our home, you have attempted to get in to the dishonor of an Innocent girl." Caslmir tried to murmur something, but the three interrupted him. "It Is bad, sir, very bad, and unworthy of a Frenchman." For the minute Casimir protested. "Well, for example! I don't want to be rude to you, because you are women, but I won't stand being- talked to in that way He looked positive, and the three were somewhat taken back. Victorine screwed up her courage. "Your colonel has been Informed." The corporal turned pale. "And if you have not the courage to atone for your evil doing w will know with whom we have business." They did not know anything about it, but the name of the colonel had produced some effect. Casimir went on timidly: "But I am perfectly willing to atone, though I have really done nothing; only tell me what to do." "Marry her. sir." Caslmir was not expecting that. He scratched his head.' Victorine, who had taken up a wooden spoon, tapped the table with the handle of it. and said: "Well, make up your mind, once for all." Annette really pleased Caslmir immensely, so he immediately responded: "That goes. I accept." The three sisters looked triumphantly at each other. I They had. mastered the army. HUMOR OP THE DAY.

Looks Often Deceiving, Good News. Anxious Mother I don't much like the looks of that boy you were with to-day. Little Willie Oh. you can't go by looks. He's the best pitcher in our nine. Thou Klit He Warn a. Politician. Cleveland Plain Dealer. Western Man Let me see did I ask your husband's occupation, Mrs. Lamartine? Mrs. L.7-X0, sir. He's a trimmer " "Ah, yes er let me see. House or Senate?" Getting- On. Puck. Cora I hear your friend, the artist. Is making some headway? Merritt Yes; this month he gave up cooking his breakfast In his studio, and by the fall he hopes to be able to hire a room to sleep in. Couldn't Fool Her. Spare Moments. Mamma Bessie, how many slsterst has your new playmate? Bessie He has one, mamma. He tried to fool me by saying that he had two halfsisters, but he didn't know that I studied fractions. A Gentle Hint. New York Weekly. Tramp I'd like to borry a medical almanac, mum. Housekeeper What for? Tramp I wants ter see wot th doctors recommend fer an empty feelln in th stummlck. Easily Enough. Puck. Sympathetic Old Lady My poor man, I wish I could assist you in getting rid of this horrible thirst for rum. Parched Peters You can. lady. You can. Ten cents for two beers would go a long way toward it. She Love the "3Inddtn.gr CroTrd." King's Jester. Harold I cannot understand how yo"u can leave this retired retreat to mingle with the "madding crowd" of a big city. Imogen Then I guess you haven't read the advertisements In the papers of the fall openings of the large dry goods stores. IZnny for Hint. Puck. . ' r ! Superintendent Do you think you could fill the position of time-keeper In our boiler factory? The noise is very trying for one not used to it. Applicant (contemptuously) Humph. I used to be the Janitor of a publio school. Something 'Wrong: Somewhere. Good News. Little Dick Things Is very queer in this world. Little rot How is they? Little Dick By the time women gets old enough to be real nice, good-natured mammas, they isn't mammas any more, thsy is only grandmas." He Snw. New York Weekly. Editor Great Scott! I'll be ruined! Why did you buy all those dry goods? Wife Do you see that thing in your paper? "See what?" "This paragraph about fool women spendIn? ail day shopping without buying anything. I'd have you know that I am not one of those fool women; no, indeed." A Law Repealed. Good News. Wheelman Bicycles are not allowed on the sidewalk here, are they? Villager No law agin it. Itide on the sidewalk all you want to. "I heard some time ago that you had a law against it." "Yes, we had. but after half a dozen folks jumped Into the street to escape baby carriages, only to get knocked down by bicycles, we concluded to repeal the law and let the bicycles and baby carriages fight it out." - Wrongs of Walters. New York Weekly. Walter Yes, sir; we're goln to strike. Friend Want more wages? "No." "Shorter hours, then?" "No " "Hum! What's wrong?" "The boss don't furnish guests with the best quality of food, an the cooks are careless." "What's all .that to you?" "We don't get no tips." WOMAN AMOXG TUB IROQI'OIS. She Stands Ahead of the Hnnhand in the Mnttcr of Home Rule. New York Sun. A gentleman, recently returned from a visit to the Indians of the Onondaga Reservation in this State, said the other day: "I was surprised to find the women of the nation held in such high esteem. My preconceived notion of the Indian squaw was that she Is the drudge and slave of her lazy, semi-barbarous master and that she Is In no way honored by the males of her race. This Is the case, I am told, with most tribes of the American red men, but It was never so with the nation of the Iroquois confederacy. In fact, the women were held In so high regard by the Iroquois that they were spoken of as a people ruled by women. "This peculiarity is evidenced in their life to-day. It is true that there isn't much work done by any of tne Indians, but the men do most of what is done, the tquaw only being called on to attend to her household duties. The superiority of the squaw to the buck Is shown in the fact that the children, according to the custom of the Iroquois, belong to the family or nation of their mother. If a Seneca Indian marries an Onondaga squaw, and they have children, the latter are Onondagas, and should the father be of the family of the Wolf, and the mother of the Snipe clan, the children are Snipes. It Is as If John Smith married Mary Jones, and a child of the marriage was named John Jones. Another indication of the superiority of the squaw is shown in the Indian manner of speaking of a man and a woman. In En glish they refer to 'her and him as doing something, being somewhere, or saying something. Possibly they are more gram matical in the use or tneir own dialect." A Novelty In the Divorce Line. New York Evening Sun. In a Philadelphia diyrrce case a letter was cut in evidence in which the wife said: I eet more comfort and satisfaction from my wheel than I could derive from being held down to your side. My wheel is young and frisky, and we are more congenial companions than you and I could be." A bicycle as a corespondent Is a novelty among tue surprises 01 divorce. What We Are Coming To. Syracuse Post. His Wife John, I will have to borrow your delivery wagon this afternoon. John My delivery wagon! What on earth do you want that for? His Wife I am going shopping this afternoon, and I want the wagon to brin tha

OFFERINGS OF TI1K POETS. When She Cnme Home. The skies are bluer overhead. Despite the summer that is dead. The trees are now a brighter red Since she came home. Though sighing winds went over land Of faded gold; though master hand Gave sweeping touch to harping strings And wxoed the tearfulness of things Yet all the wistfulness and pain That, passing, Joined the sad refrain. Stole sweetly, graciously away To leave me happy on that day, When she came home. G. L. P. Good-Rye.

Kiss me, and say good-bye; uood-bye; there is no word to say tut this. Nor any lips left for my lips to kiss, Nor any tears to shed when these tears dry? Kiss me and say good-bye. Farewell, be glad, forget: 1 nere is no need to say iorget, I Know, For youth is youth and time will have it sri And though your lips are pale and your eyes wet. Farewell, you must forget. You shall bring home your, sheaves, Many and heavy, and "with blossoms twined Of memories that go not out of mind; Let this one sheaf be twined tYith poppy leaves When you bring home your sheaves. In garnered loves of thine, ine ripe good rruit or many hearts and years, Somewhere let this lie gray and salt with tears; It grew too near the sea wind, and the brine Of life, this love of mine. This sheaf was spoiled In spring, And over-long was green and early sere, And never gathered gold In the late year From autumn suns and moons of harvesting. But failed In frosts of spring. Yet was it thine, my swmi, This love, though weak as young corn withered. Whereof no man may gather and make bread; Thine, though it never knew the summer heat: ' Forget not quite, my sweet. Andrew Lang. The Old Guidons. Though the sweet winds of peace down the highways are blowing. And song birds are singing where bullets once sped;. Though the wheat and the corn on the old fields are blowing. The ground is still hallowed by blood of the dead. 0 battery boys, can you hear It, the roaring Of great Iron engines along the dim line? The bugles sing sweetly; the eagle is soaring Where on the far borders the lost guidons shine. On the lumbering caissons we rode to our ' glory; The lanyards were latchstrlngs that opened to fame; While the rolling discharges gave rhythm to our story. Our armor was woven of smoke blent with flame. Aro they tattered and faded, or are they still gleaming To mark, here the bivouac, and there battle line? Winds and suns have been kind so that still in our dreaming Along the far borders the old guidons shine. Meredith Nicholson, In Boston Transcript. Clay. "We are but clay." the preacher saith; "The heart Is clay and clay the brain. And soon or late there cometh death ;To blend us with the earth again." Well, let the preacher have it so. And clay we are and clay shall be; Well, so be It! for this I know, . ,That clay does very well for me. When clay has such red mouths to kiss, Strong hands to grasp it is enough; How can 1 take It aught amiss 1 "We are not made of rarer stuff? And If one tempt you to believe . His choice would be immortal gold. Question him, can you then conceive . A warmer heart than clay can hold. Or richer joys than clay can feel? And when perforce he falters Nay, Bid him renounce his wish and kneel In thanks for this same common cla3 Pall Mall Gazette. A Sonic of Love Time. . Sing a song of love-time . All the world is light; , Ripple on the river . And the stars a-shining bright. Sing a song of love-time All the world is sweet; Rainbows 'round the heavens ' Lilies at your feet! ;Sing a song of love-time . ; Sorrow in eclipse! '; Rosy . children climbing To .the leaning of your lips: Sing a song of love-time Sing it sing It, birds! Set the sweetest music To the sweetest human words! Sing a song of love-time All the world made new; And a heaven that Is nearer Than the heaven In the blue! F. L. S., in Atlanta Constitution. Lost Youth. Ho, you wdio linger carelessly By velvet field and yellow strand ' And green paths opening on blue seas, Through Indolently waving trees, Tell me what lost hopes haunt the land I never more shall see? Why do I long continually For what I may not see again A land of raptures and fair dreams? Still by a thousand wood3 and streams Its glad songs wake for other men But never more for me. Springfield Republican. OCT OP TUG ORDINARY. The United States contains 337,000 teachers. There will not be a total eclipse of the sun until the twenty-first century. In proportion to the population there are more theaters in Italy than In any other country. Statistics show that in France during the last few years the population has absolutely decreased. The manufacture of water pipes out of wood pulp is said to be, meeting with marked success. In 1826 the first barrel of coal oil was commercially used. In 1SS3 about 33,000,000 barrels were used. The Roman catacombs are 680 miles in extent and it is estimated that from 6,000,000 to 13,000,000 dead are there interred. Among the Turks the bodies of the dead are held in extreme reverence, though the cemeteries are used as pienlc grounds. It is said that no Roman epitaph before the time of Christ has been found that Indicated positively a belief in immortality. Arizona has produced more than $80,000,000 of precious metals. The exports of silver have exceeded $5,000,000 a year, of copper $4,ooa.ooo. The colossal globe that was on exhibition In the Government Building at the world's fair, and which cost $13,000, has been cold for $10. Natchez was at first called Rosalie, in honor of the Countess of Ponchartrain. Its name, was afterwards changed to that of a tribe of local Indians. There are 14,500 miles of rabbit proof fencing In New South Wales. This is an expense entailed by the rabbit nuisance In the Australian colonies. In 18S0 nearly 71 per cent of the rails used In American railroads were of Iron. In 1SS3 the steel monopolized the supply to the extent of about 84 per cent. New Zealand has set apart two Islands for the preservation of its remarkable wild birds and other animals; thereon ail hunting and trapping are forbidden. The most peaceful and comfortable community in Europe is the Communco of the Canton Vaud in Switzerland. Nearly every one is well off and there are no paupers. A steel plate 450 Inches long by 120 wide anu one tuu vnc i w v kiii.a, turned out by the Wellman Iron and Steel Company, of Chester, Pa., Is the largest one on record. Dr. James R, Cocke, a successful Boston ; physician, is, perhaps, the only man In the country who. though blind from Infancy, j took up the study of medicine and excelled in its practice. . A society Is being formed at Baku, the ' members of which are bound u:der penalty cl a ss never to ciialis tzzts with any 'J

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OIN FALL You never In 1 all your experience In pur-1) reliable merchandise equaledchasing good these low DRESS GOODS PRICE 3 A new arrival of 13 pieces 53-lnch changeable color all-wool Covert Cloths; a great many stores would ask you $1.23 a yd for them; our price SOc We never get through talking about that excellent line of 40-inch all-wool Henriettas that we are selling for.... S3c 10 pieces of fine 4G-inch Silk-finish Henriettas, in black only; regular $1 quality CDc All-wool Double Width Cloth, all colors; regular price was CSc; our price now is 23c All-wool 4CMnch Novelty Dresa Cloths, 50 different styles; choice COc Silk and Wool Novelties; a great line to select from, at 43c Cloakings at $1.23 a yd. CLOAKS FOR ALL Great bargains' in Ladles' Cloaks, Stylish Garments, good cloth, perfect fitting, at $2.50. $3.50 and $5. You can save money on either of the above garments. A very handsome Beaver Cloak, three-quarter lengths, sillc lined, in nil colors, fur-edged, applique trimming, one of the nobbiest garments you ever saw, and the price is only $10.00 An elegant Heavy Cloth Cape, braided, fur-edge, trimmed, only $3.00 Children's Eider Down Cloaks, Angora fur trimming, for 9Sc A great assortment of Misses' Ulsters in all styles and eizes, from $10 down to $1.25. Do you need a medium-weight Cloak? If so we are selling a lot of them that originally sold at from $3.50 to $5, for choice now $1.00 MILLINERY DEPARTMENT Is prepared to serve you in excellent shape all the latest designs In headwear at the very lowest of prices. NEW IDCA PATTEUXS. DOOIC SALE one unless with a gloved hand, as the practice is contrary to health. A person who has totally lost the sense of hearing In one ear. although he may Imagine that the defect is of little consequence, cannot locate the direction of a sound to save his life, even when the center of disturbance is quite near him. Stockholm is believed to be the largest telephone city in the world. According to the latest statistics, given out by the Stockholm General Telephone Company, Stockholm has at present 14.000 telephones, or about one to every eighteen Inhabitants. At Schlllgallen, in Germany, lately an old gentleman of seventy-three named Mormon Junklies, who had already buried three wives, proposed to a fourth. She told him he was too old, whereupon he went into a neighboring rorest and hanged himself. Off the northeast coast of New Guinea the island of Kltaba, surrounded by a wall of coral COO feet high on the outside and from fifty to one hundred, on the inside, maintains thirteen villages of natives, to whom war, crime and poverty have been unknown since the beginning of their traditions. 1 1 HOW TO DE CLXTTItED.

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No Fixed Rule for the- Development of the Individual. The Outlook. "Name the dozen books" is the request of several friendly readers. It is easier to make the request than to comply with it, because tastes and aptitudes vary, and the essential thing in culture is the result, not the process. A man may cultivate himself as Goethe did, by long study of art and nature; as Mr. Beecher did, by questioning human life wherever he found it; as many a man has, by the intimate study of one or two books. He may cultivate himself by literature, as Mr. Lowell did; by science, as Professor Tyndall did; by history, as Mr. John Fiske has done. Each man must choose for himself the material which has the greatest attraction for him and from which he gets the largest returns. The essential thing is not the material, but the purpose, the spirit and the steady fidelity. One need not go to Switzerland to learn to appreciate natural beauty. Let him get Ruskln's "Modern Painters' and begin to studv the country about him; let him form the habit of observing trees, clouds and birds. In a little time the world about him will begin to open on every side. Let him read Emerson's "Nature," the selection of Wordsworth's poems made by Matthew Arnold for the Golden Treasury Series, Bums, the books of Thoreau, Jefferies and Burroughs. One need not read all books in order to get the soul of literature; that is to be found In the great books the books of the race. The richest material for the unfolding and enlargement of the individual is found in intimate contact with the fouI of the race; for the race has compassed all experience, sounded all life, and gotten at the heart of it, not only by thinking, but by feeling, by acting, by suffering. This final deposit. thl3 vital quintessence of knowledge, is found in the dozen greatest books, because the great writers are tho men who have seen deepest into the life of their race, mastered its secrets most completely and revealed them most clearly. The man, therefore, who would get the richest material upon which to feed his spirit thtt which the whole race has lived to secrete and accumulate will have at hand hLs Bible, in some respects a unique literature. In all respects a literature of surpassing variety, power and beauty; his Homer Is the translation he likes best; his Dante, his Shakspeare and Shakspeare comes to us now in such available forms that a man may always have a play in his pocket for the odd ten minutes of waiting or travel; his Goethe, his Plato, also put into the most portable shape. The habitual reading and rereading of these books, or any one of them living with them year after yearwill cultivate the man, who thus becomes Intimate with the greatest minds and the deepest experience of his race. These are the starting joints from which one mayread, as he has opportunity, the books of power in every literature, the books of history and the books of science. The reader who is bent on culture will read to get at the heart of his book; he will brood over It; return to it again and again; keep it at hand, and finally get it Into his heart. He will read always the best books; he will make use. not only of his leisure hours, but of his leisure minutes. If he needs to have definite suggestions at frcauent Intervals, let him buy Hamerton's "Intellectual Life." and If he would confirm his devotion to his pursuit and have his faith reinforced, let him read Amiel's "Journal" and the essays of Arnold. Emerson and Lowell. MUlInerr Made nt Home. New York Evening PostA number of pretty hats and bonmts seen this summer were made by a. visiting milliner -who goes to the houses of these giving her employment, and does her work "by the day." She will shop lor on?, bay the necessary materials, and consult thenewest and prettiest fashions, or create head-coverings from those left over, that have untold possibilities in the hands of a person of taste. For her work she is paid from $2.50 to 5J a day. turning out. I am told, at least three or four hats cr bonnets as the case may be. The work dore by this young woman surest a piying employment for a tuni-sr cf other wcwea tvtD ' . . if

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weather of the past few days is but a reminder of what is yet to come, Prepareyourself in time. Our assortments of fall goods are all complete. BLANKET PRICES Full size 1M Blankets in white or gray, a pair for '.. Ms A heavy Drown Wool. Mixed White. Twill or Gray Mottled Blanket, regular price, $1. for. a pair SOa A great bargiln In extra size allwool White Blankets, always sold at $3 a pair, now $3.50 UNDERWEAR LEADERS Ladies Ribbed Egyptian Cotton Vests or Pants, fleece lined, si tin ribbon trimmed, can't be matched any where for less than 3Sc. our price.... Indies' Scarlet Australian I'u-e Wool Underwear, the regular $1 quality, for Men's line White and Grey Merino Underwear, heavy weight, ani only.. Men's Natural Grey Fleece-lined Underwear, sells everywhere at 75c, at only So r.o 5 Full lines of Children's Cotton. Merino an! Wool Underwear, ard at lowest prices. HOSIERY Infants all-wool Cashmere Hoe.... So Misses' fast black Ribbed Hose 6c Misses fa.ct black Seamless Hose.. 10o Ladies' Fleece-lined, Fast Black Hose, only 10j Ladies' Cashmore Hose lij Ladies' Grey Wove Cashmere Seamless Hose l?a Misses' Fine Cashmere Hose, Seamless, All wool and any size, 5 to &4, at 17c Men's Fine All Wool Cashmere and Heavy Grey Half Hose 17c SHOES AT LOW PRICES Ladies' Fine French Vic! Kid Shoes, button or lace, hand-sewed turn. In all the new toes, sell generally at $4. our price $v We show two great values in Ladies' Fine Shoes at $2 and $1.5 Misses' and Children's Spring Heel School Shoes, Tebble Goat and Dongola, solid and good wear, at &Sc, Sc. and 75j Boys' and Youths' Solid, All Leather, Button and Lace Shoes, only $l ( Send In your orders or come and se them. Any style perfect fitting Paperl fn ( ' Pattern, any size, choice for J.UU l 2.000 volumes S mo. cloth covered Novels, good print, best authors, llj C different titles, choice JL0 can comrose a bonnet or hat that is pretty, becoming and stylish. It requires no capital, and is both light and pleasant labor. The young woman who believes that shecould give satisfaction as a visiting milliner might even begin at a lower rate than $2.50 a day until her work is In demand and she has proved what economy it is to employ her. As a first step she might ask the natronace of some tirettv woman ' known for her good taste in bonnets, and ask her to recommend her to her friends. Some women like nothing so well as to discover a protege in this way, and take to her more kindly than if she starts out with her name and visiting milliner engraved on her cards, which is also a very good way of Introducing one's self to those who have need of her services. TIIK DAILY MCXl. It Should Be Ynrled In Order to Aid Appetite and Digestion, Harper's Bazar. So much of health depends upon having good food In proper variety that the question of this daily menu Is an important one to every housekeeper. Miss Frances WUlard Is said to hav recovered her strength and vigor from the Engli5h custom, adopted by her during her recent visit, of taking five meals a day. It must be understood, however, that of these five meals at least two were but slieht refections sandwiched between more serious affairs. Five-o'clock tea. when limited to a single refreshing cup accompanied by thin bread and batter, and perhaps a salted wafer or a bit of sponge cake, takes off the edge of hunger, but does not interfere with the full enjoyment of dinner two hours later. Supper before bedtime. If consisting of a vry light repast, often induces sleep and gives tired nerves the repose they need. We Americans, women especially, are apt to eat less than we should, and physicians frequently suggest that food taken at short Intervals and in small quantities will do much toward toning and building up a physical system which has iun down. But whether we follow Miss Wlllard's example or not. we who are charged with catering for our families know that it is no trifle to order three mea!s a day, seven days a week. 3G3 days a year. Many of r.s break down at this point, wearying of the monotony of our task, and, so far as we are concerned, we grow so indifferent t our own tables that any meals taste btter to us than those which come from our kitchens. "I always eat more when away from home than when there," sali a farmer's wife, not long ago," addren!g a city loarder. "Bv the time I have housht what t have and seen It cooked, my interest In the thing is gone." This was very natural. But even when a woman does not cook with her own hands or personally supervise every part of tha process of dinner-getting, she must, if rht keeps house, arrange the details, select th viands and make up the daily bill of lare. Her great danger is that she may fll into a trodden rut, and, as too many do, fancy it of no special importance whether or not her meals are varied. Thus, a woman of little imagination and small capacity will permit Sunday's roa.et to appear and reappear on the table in the form of col 1 meat, growing scrappier and less attractive at every fresh presentation. After the second entrance upon the scene of any dish, fiesh or fowl, a skillful cook should proceed to metamorphose It so that it shall bear little resemblance to Its original form. Transformations of dihes are often o appetizing as to be prefernM by the epicure to the first etat. of the edible, but it gjes without saying that brains and pf.ins tre needed to produce satisfactory results. Intelligence tejls in housekeeping -and catering as much as in any other department of work known to mankind or womankind. Southern Hntlnaate of DoRton Women. Miss Frances Albert Doughty, In October Forum. In Boston woman Is valued socially In proportion to what she knows and can do well or, to put it correctly, what she has the reputation of knowing and doing well. If it could be a pleasant thing anywhere for a woman to grow old. it would be so In Boston. In that city spinsters and widows, if they arc ambitious and even tolerably healthy, never consider it too late to find vocation. They would take up botany. chin.'-paJnting, sloyu, or political economy at Fixty with a refreshing Independence of their age. I have se-n a pupil of seventy at one of the prominent schools- of oratory', her fellow-srudf nts, mostly in the teens, treating her with a beautiful comradeship. Instead" of ttaring at her v ith su;ire.'l smiles as If s.j were a kind of "freak." They recognise:! only her plucky dertar.c. of Father Time's limitations by r. larger mcasur of arriause when she rec'ted h?r p!ecea than they U5Jaly accordM to the younser members of tne da.. A Boftin man forgives and may even forget a woman's advancing years If aha 1 bright and Interesting and can make him feel always that he knows more than she doea. The Polite Jan. Truth. Washington Lady The feet of the la3It J of your country are compressed. I believe. ; Jam.nee Attache Oh, r.o, madam; that is ! a Chinee custom. We in Japan allow our ladies' feet to grow to their full size (politely not that they can tver to; to rival youri, aaslari.

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