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INDIANAPOLIS, SATURDAY EYENING, JANUARY

1892.

THE AMERICAN CLAIMANT.

BY MARK TWAIN.

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kxpi>anatokt. Th« Col. Malborry t^U«r« b«r* reIntrodaced to tlie iinblM i« the ■•tne pertoo vbo appctred m Efchol Scilert in the firit edition ot tb« l«l« entitled “The tiilded Axe»*'‘’7e*ni iisro, *nd M Beriefa Seller* in tbe saNe^MOt editiooi of tbe ume book, ■od iinnllf M Mulberrr Seller* in the dresM plnyed •fterward by John T. KayBiood.. ' Tb* onaie^wn* ehMiired from E*chol to Berlnli to neoowtDodate an Ktchol Seller*, who ro*e np out of the ra*ty deep* of un* cbirted *p*oe and preferred hi* requeit— backed by a threat of a libel *uit—then went hi* way app*a**<i and earue no more. In tb* play Benah bad to be dropped to eatisfy another^^ meinber of the race, and Mulberry wa* *nb*titnted in the hope that tb* objector* weuld be tired hy that time ^aod let U pa** nnehallensped. Ho far it ha* occupied .the field in peace; therefore we dhaoee it affaln, feeling rea*oiiahly *afe thie time under ahelter of tbe eutnte of iimitationa. Makk. Twain. , Hartford, 1891. TBB WIsATHEH IJt THW n<K>K. ^ Ko weather will be found in thi* book. This la an attempt to pull a book through wiUtonl weather. It beina tbe fir*t ottempt of tbe kiad in fictitiou* literature, it mav pro** a failure, but It *€*10* worth the wbllc of aome dare-rlevil per«oo to try it, and tb* author wa* in Ju«t the mood. Many a reader who wanied to read,a tale through wa* not able to do it heeauie of <le4ya on account of the weather. Kothinp break* up an auUior’* progre** like having to atop eyery few page* to fu*s-up the weather. Tlio* It ie plein that peraiatent inlruaiont of weather are bad for both reader aud author. Of eoorac weather la neceaeary to a rar rative of human experience. That U conaeded. But It ought to he put where it will not Interrupt the (low of -tho nafratly*. And it ought to he the ableat weather that can be had, not ignorant, poor-quality, amateur weather. WeaUter la a literary apecialty, and no untrained hand can turn out a good article of it The prevent author can do only a few trifling, ordinary kind* of weather, and ke eon not do the** very good. Bo it ba« •etmed wi*e*t to borrow tuch weather a* M neoe**ary for the book from qualified and reoognIrAd expert*—giving credit, of eourae. Thi* weather will be found over in the beck oert of tbe book, out of the way. He* aopendlx. The reader, la requeited to turn over and help himself from lime to time ai he goes along. APPawoix. WF.ATHKa POR VaB IN TIIIH BOOK. ■ai.KtTKl> mOM THK aXST AlTHOItlTlEa. A brief though violent thunderstorm which bed raged over the city was passing •way; but still, though the rain had ceaaed more than an hour before, wild pile* of dark and coppery cloud*, In which a fierce aud ' reylce* glow wa* laboring, gigaotioally overhung tha grotesque and huddled vista of dwarf houses, while in the distance, •hooting high ov*r the low, misty confusion of gable* and ohimneya, spread a pall of dead, leprous bln*, suffused with blotches of dull, gllsteulog yellow,-and with black plague •pots of Ttpor flof^ting and faint lighfenings erlnhling on its surface. Thunder, still muttsrtng In tba eloae and sultry air, kept tha ecared dweller* in the street within, bahlnd. their cloead shutters; and all de•ertsd, cowed, dejected, squnlid, like poor, •topid, top-heavy things that had felt the wrath of the summer tempest, stood the drenched struotures on either side of the narrow and crooked way, ghastly and^picturesque under the giant canopy. ' Rain dripped wretchedly in slow drops of melancholy eound from their projecting caves upon the broken flagging, lay there in pool* or trickled into ths swollen drains, where the fallen torrent eullenly gurgled on it* way to the river.~[**The Brazen Audroid.” -->V. D, O’Connor. The flery mtd-Maruh aon a momant hung Aboycth* hleik Judean wlldcrncaa; Then darknessawcptuponus,and ’twa* night. “Eaeter Eve at Kerak-Moab.’’—Clinton Allard. The quick‘Coming winter twilight was already at hand. Snow wa* again falling, eiftlng dcUratelv down, incidentallT a.* it were.—(**h'eUola.”~Fanuy N. I>. Murfree. Merciful heavens! Ths whole West, from right to left, biases up with a fierce light, and next inatantthewarth reels and quivers with the awful shook of 10,000 batteries of artillery. It is the signal for the Fury to •pnng—for a thouiand demons to soresm and shriek—for innoinsrableserpsuts of lire I . lo vrlths and light op the blackness. | Now the rain falls—now the wind is let ! loose with a terrible shriek—now the light- I ning la ao constant that the eves burn, and ' the thuuder-clap merged into an awlul roar, •a did the 800 caonoa at Gsttrsburg. Crash! CrashCrash! It is the cottonwood trees fallini to the earth. Shriek! Shriek! ’Bhriek! It is the Demon racing along the plain and uprooting even the blades of frase. Shock! Shock! Shock! It is the iFury flingiag his fiery bolts into the bosom of the earth.—[“The Demon aud the Fury.” —M. Quad. Awav up the gorge all diurnal fancies trooped into the wide liberties of eudleu luminous vUtaa of azure sunlit inountains beneath the ehining azure heavens. The •ky, looking 'down* in deep blue placidities, •niy here and there smote the water to atore emolatlous of iU tint—['Tn the Stranger’s Ikiuutry.” — Charles Egbert Craddock: Thare sras erery indication of a dustatorm, though the sun still shone brilliantly. Tbe hot wind bad become wild and rampant It was whipping up the •aody coating of the plain in erery direolioD. High in the air were teen whirling •pirea anji cone* of sand—a ouriona effect afainit the deep blue iky. Below pulls of •and were breaking out of the plain in •very direction, at though tbe plain were alive with inritible horsemen. These sandy •loadlets were instantly dissipated by the wind. It was the larger elouds that were lifteil whole into the nir. and the larger dondt of sand were becoming mors and more the rule, Alfred*! eyas, quickly •canniug the hortfon, dcacried the roof of the boundaryrider'e but, still glearaiog in the sunlighu He remembered the hut well, it could not be farther than four uUca, if at much •» that, from thia point of the traok. lie also kna* thaee diMt-atorme of old; Biodarra V, waa notoriotta'for them. Without thinking twiee, Alfred put aonrs to bia horse and headed for the hat. Bafore ha had ridden balf tht dfstanda the detached olonde of •and bausdad together in one deoae* whirlwind, and it was only owing to bis horse's InaCiaet that ha did »ot ride wide of tbe but •hofether, for daring tha last half mile be aarar mm tha hat uoUl ita outUoa looaad

•oddenlr over bis horse's ears, and by then 1 the suQ was invisible.—Bride lirvtu the > Bosh.” j It rained forty days and forty nights. ' —[Gen* St*. 1 cir.\i’Tf:ri i. | It is a m*tc!t!es* rnorn.ng in rnral England. Un t. fair hill we ‘^e a rnaje-tic jiilf. ' tiie iv!«ti walisand lowers of * tiol;r.orid.^;»'y Castlt', hD;:« relic and witness of the !• aruo- , ial graritle irs of the roidrtle a^cs. Tn:* is j one of the seal# of the Lari of I'.a'Mnore, ! K. G., G. C. B., K. G. V!. G , etc., etc., etc. j etc., ttc., who possesses t»ventv-tvo thou- j sand acre* of l.nglish ;aao-. t>vras a f.arish m I^jodoti with two thousand house.s 0:1 its lease-roll, arrd struggle* c irnfortahly ; on all itieorne of i2Cl0,(KXi a year. The | fa' her and founder of this prood old line | was William the Conqaerer, bit very self; j the mother of it was not inventoried in his- I lory by name, she being merely a raud uu i episode and inconsequential, like tiie tan- j net’s daughter of l alaise. In a breakfast room of the castle on this j breezy line mort.iiic, there are two r’ersoiiH, 1 and the cooling remains of a deserted niea!. | <lne of these persons is tfie old lor<l, tall. 1 erect, sqiiare-sluiuidered, wtut -liaired, } stern-browed, a man wlio shows (diarnc:-r | in every feature, attitude and iiioveinei.t, ^ and carries Ins seventy years a* easily as ^ most men carry fifty, li e other 1 .• .oii is | his «inl» *f>n aod lie r, a (ireao v-eved V iUiiir ■ lellow/wlio looks about tweotv-^ix, hut is j nearer thirty. ' an lor, kmdiuiefCi, honesty, i finferity, »iii'plifity, modesty- it is easy to j see that t'leee are eurdinai traits of his 1 chara' ter; and no when you liave idolhcd ! him in the Icrmidahle coinjioneiits of liis ■ name, you soinenow seem to be conlemp- i Jaiiiig B lamb m armor; hie name and style * being the Honorable Eirkcmlbrik'ht Llaiiover Marjorihanks Heller* \ i*coniii Iterkelev, of Cholmondeley Castle. Warwiok-hire. (Bronounced K'koobry Thianover .Marshbonks Hellera Vycount Barkly, of Chumly Castle, Warriksiir.) He is standing bv a great window, in nii attitude sugge.stive of respectful attention to what ins lather i.s saying; and equally respectful dissent from the positions and arguiiients ollertcl. The father walks the floor as he taiks, and his talk shows that his temper is away up toward summer heat. “HofPspinted as you are, Berkeley, I am quite aware that when you have once niadc lip your mind to do a thing winch your ideas of honor and justice require you to j dOj argument and reason are tor the time 1 being wasted u|>oh you—yes, and ridicule, ' persuasion, supplication and couitimud as well. To my miud—” “Fatlier, if you will look at it without prejudice, without passion, you must concede that 1 am not doing a rush thing, a thouelitk’ss, wilful thing, with iiolliing substantial behind it to justify it. 1 did not create the American claimant to the earldom of Hoismore; 1 did not hunt for him; did not find him; did not obtrude him upon your notice. He found himself, injected himself into our lives—” “And has made mine a purgi^tary for ten year* with his tiresome letters, hi* wordv reasonings, hi* acres of tedious evidence— “Which you would never read, would never consent to read. Yet in common fairness he was entitled to a hearing. That hearing would either prove he was tlie rightful earl--iii which cose our course would bo plain—or it would |>rove tlial iie wasn’t—in which case our course would be equally plain. 1 hnve rend his evidences, my lord. 1 have conned them well, studied them patiently and thoroughly. The chain seems to be complete, no important link wanting. I believe he is the rightful eurl.” “And I a luurpor—a nameless pauper, a tramp! Consider what you are saying, sir!” “Father, if he ie the rightful carl, would you, oould you—that fact being entablished --couseiit.to keep bis.titles and his properties from him u day, an hour, a minute*” “You are talking nonsense—nonsense— lurid idiocy! Now, listen tome. I will moke a couies*iou—if you wish to call it by that name. 1 did not read those evidences because 1 had no occasion to; I was made fninitiiv with them in the time of this claimant’s father, and of my own father forty years ago. This fellow’s predecessors have Kept mine more or less familiar witli them for close upon loO^ears. The truth is tho rightful heir did goto America with the Fairfax heir, or about the same time, but disappeared somewhere in the wilds of Virginia, got married and began to breed savages for ttie claimant market; wrote no letters home; was supposed to be dead; his younger brather softly took possession. Vreiently trie Amerioan did die, aud straightawy bis eldest product put in his claim, by letter—letter still in existence— and died before the undo in possession found time, er maybe inclination, to answer. Ttie infant son of the eldest product grew up--long interval, you see—and he took to writing letter* and liiinislniig evidences. W^li, successor after successor lias done tho | same down to the present idiot. It was a ; succession of r;iupcrs; not one of them was i ever able t^ pay his passage to Ibigluud or | inst'tnte suit. The Fairfaxes kept their j lordsiiip alive, and so tiiey have never lost it to this day although they live in .Maryland; their friend lost his by his own neglect. You percieve now that the facts in this case bring us jirecisely to ihi.s result; Morally tho American tramp is the rightful Karl of Kostniore;|legally he has no more ] right than bia dog. There, now, are you j satisfied?” 'fhere wm r pause, tlien the son glanced at the crest ettrved in the great oaken man- ! tel and said, with a regretful note iu hi* | voice: “Since the introduction of heraldic symbols ths motto of this house ha.s been '.Huurn | cuique'—to every mail liia own. By vour j own intrepidly frank confession, my lord, I it is become a sarcasm. If Simon Ijitliors—” j “Keep that exasperating name to yourself! For ten year* it has jiestered my eye 1 and tenured my ear, till at. last my very j footfalls time theni>elves to ;!ie hraiurackiug rhythm of Hinfon Lather*! Simon ] Ijkthers! Simon Lathers! And now, to j make it* presence in mv soul eternal, im- j mortal, iinperishab'.e, you have resolvei j to—to—what is It you Lave resolved to j do?” ! “To go to Simon l,nth«rs, iu America, and j change jdaces with him.” “What! l>«liver the reversion of the earldom into hi* hands?” “That is ray purpose.” "Make this tremendous surrender wit’nout even trying the fantastic case m the Lords?” “Yes.” "With hesitation and soma eaibasrassmeat. “Bv all that is amazing, I believe you are insane, iny son. Hee here, have vou been training with that as* again—that radical, if you prefer trie term, though the words are tyuonymous—Lord Taniy of Tcilmache*” The ton did not reply, and the old lord continuctl: “Yes, vou confess. That puppy, that sham* to his birth and caste, wno bolds all hereditary lordships aud privilege to be Bfurpation, all nobility a tinsel sham, all aristocratic instituiious'a fraud, all inequalities in rsnk a legalized crime and an infamy, and no bread honest bread that a man doesn’t earn by hi* own work—work, j^ah;” —and the old patrician brushed imaginary iabor-dirt from bis white bands. “Voii have come to hold just those opinions youreelf, I ^uppose,” he added, with a sneer. A faint flush in the younger man’s cheek told that the shot bad hit and hurt, but he answered with dignity: "I have. I say it without shame—I feel Done. And now my reason for resolving to rcboaoee my heirship without resistance is exploinad. I wish to retire from what to lue is a faiaa azistaooa, a falaa poaiuon, aod ba*

gin my life orer again—begin it right—begin it on tbe ieyel of mere manhood, nooslisted by faetitions aids, and succeed or fail by pure nicrit or tbe want of it. I will go to America, where all men are equal and have an eqnal chance; I will live or die. •ink or swim, win or lose as inst a man, that alone and not a single helping gaud or fiction back of iu” “Hear, bear!” The two men looked at each oth-.;r steadily in the eye a moment or two, then tlie eloer one added, mnsingly, “Ab-so-latfely crazy—ab-so-lutely!” -\fler another silence, he said, as one who, long troubled by cloud*, detect* a rar of sunshine. ■‘Well, there will be one sstisfaclion —Himon Juiiker* whl come here to enter into his own, and I will drown l.iiii in the hor.*< pond. That poor devil—ai wav* »o Lumbie In hi* letter*, ?.o iiltiful, so deferential; *0 uceped in reverence for ur great line and lofty ‘•lation ; »<»anxious to placate a*; »o prsverfu! for recognil.on ;i* a relativ-, a bcare.' in his vein* of our s;icred biood, and w';;t.ai so poor,'*o needy, *o threadf are and pauper-xhod o* to rairueiit. SO ,ir.*pj*e(!, *0 Jang’ied at for Li* siltyrla;tu.'ir.tvLiji l»v tl'.e lewd Aftieri.-an scum aruuT.d iiini—.xeL, the vulgar, cra« hrg, irsufferabie tramp, l o read one of his riii;j;.ug, tiauscaiing letters—well?” This to a splen iiu flunker.all in inflamed Bfoi button* ami kuce-breecLe* as to iiix trunk, aim a glinting w o;le froxt-work of ground gia.^* pji*lc as to hi* licad, who xtxod with hi* iieols togetiierard the upper ha.f of l.iiu bent forward, a salver iu hi* hand*. “file I( tters, my lord.” .My ior i took tuem and tlie eervact di.'iuppcarecl. •Wiii .ng th* rest an American letter, i'l on ttie truriip, o' oour-c. Jove, Put l.t-ie H a cbniige! No l^rown ] i:;'er en\e 'pe t'.iir. liiue, filcned lro:!i a xliop and arr.in.,' ihe ‘bop'.-, advertisotiiei.I in tlie r, < U;, n >. 0 |iroiJcr cixuigh tiivel'ij e, w .t n a Moxt osit ntatio'.ixly broad n;oarniiig !•'.rdcr— for ti ix cat. p ertiap-, ‘ince he 'va.x u ba'd.flor—iiii't fastened w;th red wax—a b.itcti of it a.s big a* a bait crown—anda:i i — o’ur cre.st tor a seal — nu tto aiuf ail. .\iid the ignorant, sprawiing lianti is gone; bf sports a .secretary cvid ntiy— a secridary with a most conti.ltnt f,wji;g aud llourish to fiis pen. t )ii, indeed, our fortunes are improving over there—our meek tramp has uiulergoue a niflarnorpliosi.s,” “Bead it, my lord, please. ’ “Ves, this time I will. For the sake of the call” - 11042 Sixteenth Street. \ tVASiiiMiTo.v, May 2. ) My Lord—It is niy painful duty to iinr.cuace to jou that the head of our iliustru u.s noiise is E'> more —the Right llonorab e, the Most Nohlc, the MoEt Piiiseaut t<i;pou Latl.ers. I.Eircl Ko&sioore. tinvinjf lieparU-fi this tile (• Gone at last—this is unspeakably precious news, ray Eon’"' at his seat 111 the cuviran* of tho hamlet of Du.fy’a (.'orners, in tl.e grand ond State ol Arkai'.xa*—and his twin brother with him, both heaig cnishcd by a log at a smoke-house raining, owing to caries.sriess on the pari of all present, reioreble to over-con-fidente and gaycty induce<l by overplus of sour-inash —r'Kxtolled be sour-ma.sh. whatever that may tie. eh, Berkeley .' ’' — five days ago, with no scion of oiir ancient race present to close liis eyes and inter him with the honors due his historic name aud lotty rank—in fact, ho Is on the ice yet. fiim and his brother — Iriends took u{» a collection lor it. Bull shall take irii mediate occasion to nave their noble remaiiis ‘hipptnl to you v'dreat heaven*:'') for iulerment, with due cercnioiiier and solemnities, in the lam liy vault or in susolei: m ot our house. Meantime 1 shail put up a pair of hatchments on my house Iront. aud vou will of course do the Buinc at your suverai seats. 1 have also to remind yon that by this sad disaster I, as *oIe heir, inherit and become seized of all the titles, Itoncrs. iaads and goods of our lamented relative, and must of necessity, paimul as the duty is. shortly require at the hat of the Lord* restituiicn of tnese dignities and properties now illegally eujoyed by your titular lor'i.snip. Witn assurance of my distinguished consideration and warm cousinly regard. I remuiu, your titular Jordship's most obedient servant, Mlibekry Hei-llus, Eail Rossuiore. “im-nieu*e! Come, tliis ones intoresting. U’iiy, Berkeley, his bree/y imprudeuce is—is—why, It’s coio.xsal; it’s sublime.” “No, this one doesn’t seem to cringe much.” “(’riiipe! M'hy, he doesn’t know the meaning of the word. Hatchments' To eommcmnrate tliat ktiiveling trump and liis fraternal duplicate. And he is Roiug to send me tiie renudiii.s. The late claimant was a fool, luit t)luialy iliis new one’s a luiiniuc. M’hnt aiiamel .Mulberry .Sellers --there’s music lor you. Simon Lathers— Mulberry .Hellers—Mulbcrry Sellers, Simon l.athers. .Hounds like mnehinerv working Htiil churning. Simon Latliers, Mulberry Sel Are you going?” “If 1 liave \our leave, father.” The old gentlema’i stood musing some time after his .son wa.spoiie. This was hi.s thought: “He is a good l)oy, and lovnlile. Let him take his own course—as it would profit nothing to oppo.se him—make things wor.se, in fact. My arguments aud lus aunt’s persuasions have failed; let us see what America can lio for ms. J,et us see what equality and hard times can eflect for the me at liealtli of a brain-sick young British lord, iinitig to renounce liis lordshiji and be a man? Yes!” ( IlArrF.B IT. Col. ^Inlberrv Sellers—this wa* some days before he wrote his letter to l.,ord Roesluore—v^as seated in his “library,” which w as hr* “drawing room,” and was al.*o lii* “picture gallery,” and likewise liis “worksho}>.” Homet:mes he called it by one of these names, sometime.* bv another, according to occasion and circumstance. He wius constructing whut seemed to be some kind of a trait niccli.Tiiicai toy, and was apparently very much interested in liis work. He wa.s a whitc-lieaded man now, but otherwise he wa.s as young, alert, buoyant, vision.ary aud enterprising a's ever. His loving old wife *.nt near uy, coutentedlv knitting aud thinking, with a cat asleep in her lap. The room was large, light, and had a comfortable look; in fact, a homelike look, though the furniture was of a humble sort and not over-abundant, and the knick-knacks and tilings that go to adorn a living room not plenty and not costly. But there were n.atural flowers, and there was aa ab.^tract and iinclassifiable something about the place which betrayed the presence iu the house of somebody with a happy taste and an eft'ective touch. liven the deadly chroiiio.* on the walls were .somehow without otfeuse; iu fact they seemed to belong there and to add an attraction to the room—a fa.scination, anyway; for whoever got liis eye on one of •hem wa.s like to g.ize and sufler till he died -you have seen tliat kind of pictures. Heme of these' terrors were landscape*, some libeled the Bea, some were osteusihle portraits,, all were crime*. All the portrait.* were recognizable a.* dead Americans of distinction, and yet, through labeling sdtied by a daring hand, they were all doing duty here as “Karl* of KoMmdre.” The newest one hail left the works as Andrew Jackson, but was doing its best now as “Himon Lathers, Lord Rossraore, present earl.’’ On one wall wa-s u oheap old railroad map of Warwickshire. This had been newly labeled “The Kossmore Fjtates.” On the opposite wail was another map aud this was the most imposing decoration of the establishment and the fir.‘t to catch a stranger's attention because of it* great size. It had once borne simply the title “Hiberia;” but now the ward “■Futare” had been written in front of that word. There were other additions in red ink— many cities, with great populations set down scattered over the vast country at pv^iuts where neither cities nor populationse.xist to-day. One of these cities, with population placed at 1 .fkX),000 bore the name of “l-ihertyorloffskoizaiinski,” and there was .a (till more populous one, cenlrallv located and marked -Capitor’ which bore the name “Freedoraslovnaivanovich.” The mansion—the Colonel's usual name for the house—wa* a rickety, old two-story frame of considerable size, which had been paint*«i some tinie or other, but had nearly forgotten it 11 was away out in the ragged edge of Washington, and had once been somebody'* coanlry place. It had a neglected yard around it with a paling fence that needed •traigbteuing up in place* and a gate that would but *hut By the .Imir post ver* ••rcrai modeit tin Bign*. “CoL

Mn! berry Seller*, Attorney at Law and i Claim .\geni,” was th* prineipal one. Ono j learned from the other* that the Colooel ; was a materializer, a hypnotixer, a mind- | care dabbler and to on. For He wo* a man i who could always find thine* to do. ! A white-headed negro man, with epecta- - cles and damaged white cotton glore* ap- | peared in the presence, made a stately I obetsaace, and ennounced: I “Marse Washingtoa Hawkins, snh.” j “Great Scott! Hhow him in, Don’l; ehow i him in.” ^ The Colonel and his wife were on their ' feet in a moment, and the next momeat were : joyfully wringing the hands of a stoutish, { discouraged looking man whose general • aspect siiggesled that he was fifty years old, but a hose hair swore to a hundred. j “Weil, well, well, Washington, my boy, it ( 1.* good to look at you again. Hit down, .sit j down and make yourself at home. There, t iiOvv—wr.v, you look perfectly natnral: 1 aging a little, just a little, but you’d have j known him aavwl.ere, wouldn’t vou, j roily?” yc®. Berry, he’s just like his pa ' would iiuve looked if he’d lived. Dear ■ dear, where have you dropped from? Let ; me Bee; how long is it since—” | “rsiiould say it’s oil of fifteen years, ; Mrs. .Hellers.’’ j “Will, well, how time doe* get away with . us. Ve>, and oh, the ctiaages ihnt—” | There was a sudden catch of her voice ' and a trembling of tbe lip, the men waiting ! reverently for her to get command of her- j self and go on. liut after a little straggle i she turned away, with her apron to her j eye*, and softly disappeared. ; "Heeitig you made her ihin't of the chi!dreti, poor thing; dear, dear, they re uil dea l bn: 'iii*- youngett. But ba.'iisli care; ! it’s no t;:ne for it now; on with the dano,., j let joy 'pe iniconilnld, i.* my miUtu, whether ' iiieie'n any dance to dance or anv joy to j niu-uiifine; you'll be tiie iiealtliier for it j ev',-ry time, every tini'i, Wa.-hington; it’s , inv c.xpei lence, and I've seen a good deal of j tliis world. Come, where have yoii di.Mip- j peared to nil tiiese years, and are you from j ti'.eie now, or where are vou from?'' I •1 doQ t quite think you would ever j gnes.s, colonel. Cberckee Hlrip.” j “My land?” j “Sure as You live.” i “You can't mean it.i Actually living out f there"'” “Well, yes; if .a bo(|v may call it that; though it’s a pretty strong term for dobies and jackass rabbits, boiled bean* and slapjacks, depres.‘ioi), witiiered ho}>es, poverty in ail its varietle.s—” “liOuise out there?’’ “Yes, and the ciiildren.’’ “Out there now ?’’ “Yes, 1 couldn’t afford to bring them with me.” “Oh, 1 see—you iiad to come—claim against the government. Make yourself perfectly easy—I’ll take care ot that?’’ “But it isu’t a idaiin against the government.” “No? Want to be postmaster? Tbat’sall right. Leave it to me. I’ll fix it.’’ “But it isn’t postmaster—you’re all astray yet.” “Well, good gracious, Washington, v^hv don’t you come out ami tell me what it is? "Wlinl do vou w.i.nt to be so .reserved and di‘li uht:ul with iin old friend like me, for? Don’t yon reckon I (iin keep u se—” “Tiierc’s no se ret about it — yc merely don’t give me a chance to—” “Now look here, obi friend, I know the human rnce; a:id 1 know wiien a imin comes to WasLinglon, I don’t care if its from heaven, let alone Cherokee Htrip, it’s because be wants Bi.meiliiug. And I know that as a rule he’s not going to get it; that he'll stay and try for aiioilier thing, and won’t get that; the same luck with the next and the next; and keeps on till he strike* licitum and is too poor and ashamed to go back even lo Cheorkee Strip; .and at last his heart break.'*, and they take up a collection and bury him, There—don’t interrupt me. 1 know what I’m talking about Happy and pro.tpertHi.s in the far West, wasn't I? You know that. Princijial citizen of Hawkeye, looked up lo by everybody, kind of an autocrat, actually a kind of an autocrat, Wasliington. Well, notliing would do btitl must go as minister to Hi. .Janies, the Governor and everybody insisting, you know, and so at ja.'t I consented—no getting out of it had to do it, so here I came. A «lay too late, Wasliington. Tliink of that—what little things change the world’s history— yes, sir, the place iiad been filled. Well, there 1 wa.s, you see. I otl’ered to compromise ami go to Paris. The I’resident was very sorry and all that, but tlmt place, yon see, didn’t belong to the West, so there I was ag.-iei. Thera was no help for it, so I had to stoop a little—we all reach the dav some time or other when we’ve got to do that, M’nshington, and it's not a bad thing for ns either, take it bv and large all around—I Iiad to stoop a little and oiler to take Con6tantino{>le, \Vashington; consider this—for it’s perfectly true—within a montli I asked for Cliina; within another month I beeced for Japan; ouy vear later I was awav down, down, down, supplicating with tears and anguish lur the bottom office in the gift of the Goveriiraeiit of the I'nived States—ilint-picker in the cellars of the War Department. And, by George, I didn’t get it.” “Flint-picker.” “Yes. Otiice established in the time of the revolution, last century, l he musketflints for the military j>o.*ts were supplied from tiie capitoi. They do it yef; fur, although the fliut-nrin has gone out and tlie forts have tumbled <lown, the decree hasn’t bten repealed—been overlooked and forgotten, you see—and so the vacancies, where old Ticonderoga and others u.^ed to btaiiJ, still get their six quarts of gun-flints a year just the same.” Washington said musingly after a pause: “How strange it seems—to start for Minister to England at twenty thousand a year and fail for flint-uicker at—” “Three dollars a week. It’s human life, Washington—just an epitome of human aiiibitioii, and struggle, and the outcome; you aim for tbe palace and get drowned in the sewer.” There was another meditative silence. Then ^V'nshinglon said, with earnest compassion in his voice: “And so, after coming here, against vour inclination, to satisfy your sense of patriotic duty and appease ti seitisb public clamor, you get^tbsohitely nothing for it.” "Notbiug.” i'he Colonel* had to get up and stand, to get room lor his amazement to expand. “Nothing, Washington? I ask yon this: To be a perpetual member, and the only perpetual member, of a diplomatic body uccre<lited to the greatest country on earth—do you call that nothing!’” It was W asliingtou’s turu to be amazed. He was stricken dumbe but the wide-eyed wonder, the reverent admiration expreBsed ill hi* face were more eloquent than anv words cquid have been. The Colonel^* wounded spirit wa* iieoied, and he resumed his seat pleased and content. He leaned forward and said impresatvely: “What was due toauiao who had become forever conspicuous by an experience without precedent in the history of the world?— a man made permanently and diplomatically sacred, so to speak, by having been connected temporarily, through Bolicitatiun, with every tingle diplomatic post in the roster of this Government, from envoy extraordinary and minister plenipotentiary to the court of Ht. James all the way down to consul to a guano rock in the Strait* of Suuda—salary payable in guano—which diiuippeared by volcanic convulsion the day before we got down to my name in the list of upplicanu. Certainly eomethieg augnst enough to be answerable to tbe size of this unique and memorable experience was my due, and I got it. By the common voice of this community, by ifcclamation of the people, that inightr ntteranoe which brushes aside law* and legislaltou, and from whose decree there i* no appeal, I wo* named Perpetual Member of tbe Diplomatic Body, representing tbe mnhifariou* ■orereignties and civilization* of the globe near the republican court of the I'nited Htates of America. And they bronght me home with a torchlight proceiaion.” “It i* wonderful, Colonel, liinply won* dcrfal."

"IPe tbe loftiest efSetol poaition in the whole earth." “i shoald think eo—and th« moet eota* moading.” “Y'ob bar* named th* word. Think of it 1 frown, and there i* war; I smile, nsd eontending nation* lay down their arma" "it i* awfuL The responsibility. 1 hmui.’* "ll^ nothiar. lie*pon*ibility le no Imrdec to me: J[ am tued to it; bar* alwaya been used to it” “And tbe work—the work! Do yon haea to attend all the sitting*?” “Who, 1? Doe* the Emperor of Baseia attend the coociaTes of tlie go vemoi* of tbe provinces? He sits at home and indicataa his jiteasurc.” \V oshington was silent a moment; then a deep sigh escaped him. “How proud I waa an hour ago; how paltry seem* my little promotion now! Colonel, the reason 1 come to Washington U—I am congressional delegate from Cherokee Hlrip!” The Colonel sprang to his feet and broke out with prodigionsenthusiasm: “Give me your hand, my boy—thi# is hnmen!»e news; I cougratuiate you ^th all r.iy heart. My prophecies stand eoimnued. I always said it was in yon. I always said vou Were born for high distinction and would achieve it. Yon ask Polly if I didn’t.” Washington wo.* dozed by this most unexpected deinoBstration. “Why, Colonel, there's nothing to it. That littic, narrow, desolate, unpeopled, oblong streak of grass and gravel, lost in the remote waste* of the vast continent—why, 5t’s like represeutiqg a billiard table—a discarded one.” “Tul-tut, it’s a great; it’s a staving preferment, and just opulent with influence here.” “Hhiicks, Colonel, I haven’t even a vote.” “That’s nothing; you can make speeohe*.” “No, I can’t. The population’s only “(Xi—” “'I'hat’s *11 right, that’s all right—” • “.Vnd they haven’t any right to elect me; we’re n»>t even a Territory, there’s no organic net; the Government hasn’t any official kuowiedge of us whatever.” “Never mind about that; I’ll fix that. I'll rusli fhe thing through; I’ll gel you organized in no time.” “Will yon. Colonel? It’s too good of you; but it’s just your old sterling self, the same old, cver-faithful friend,” and the great tear* welled up in Washington’s eyes. “It’s just as good as done, my boy; just as good as done. Shake hands. M e’ll hitch teams together, you and I, and»we’U make things hum!” [continued next .SATURDAY.]

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How tho Uso of leo .‘inil Snow Shoes Beg: in—Indian Skating. rWritten for The fiidiaaapollB Newa.l There is no more graceful and healthful exercise than skating. A skillful skater makes oue almost look for tbe wiugs that the uncieuts fixed to the wings of Mercury, Perseus and Minerva. In one thing con the birds be rivaled byhuin.tns, As they sweep On sounding skate* a tho'jsand different way*, Iu circling poises, swift aa tbe wind.along, sing* Trtomson. Tfte boy who h.as never learned to skate has lost a pleasure that is dear to boy’s heart, but there are few who have not tried skating, however limited the streams, pond or icy place for practice may have been. Skates are very old; hundreds, nay, perhai's thousands of years before this crisp winter, skating was a merry sport. Perhaps too many in tliis age of invention think that mure ideas are new ^haii really are so. If we remember that evarvl'aing we see around ns grew up, then we can begin the inquiry about skates that came before tbe keen-edged “elub,” with all the ardor of historious. It is certain that skates would be of no use in the tropics; we must look for their home in the land ol long winters, of crusty snow and slow, ice-bound riven. We would not envy the boy of long ago, as he bound the siiiii-bones of some animal to his feet and went tlirougli a kind of sprawling gymnasucs that was the skating of the )>eriod. In Iceland skates are called islcggir, “ice boues,” tha sbiu-bonea of a sheep. If the sbin-boues were the first skates then the boy who lived before iron or bronze were known, back in the stone and bone age, could enjoy himself with this cbeerr sport. The boys of London, ui -tiie twelftli century, Fitz Stephen tells us, in winter bind under their feet ,a pair of sliin-boues, taka in their hands poles shod with iron, which at times they strike against the ice, and are thus carried aioug *with the rapidity of a bird ou the wing or | oolt discharged from a crossbow.* Ths generous Holland boy, Haus Brinker, waa forced to go buck to tbe primitive way, when he had giveuhis skates to a poor friend, and had foregone his chances iu the race for the “silver skates.” It is thought that skates came into use iu northern Europe, perhaps in Plollaud, where it is oold and tnere is plenty of smooth water, because, where the rivers are swift there is no skating. The woodgn skates with iron runners curling up into a wonderful spiral terminated with a brass aoorn at the point, were introduced into England from the l^ow Countries. Gossipy I’epys, in his diarv of December 1, 1661, records, “To my Lord Sandwich’*, to Mr. Moore and then over to the Parke, where 1 first in my life, it being a great frost, did see people sliding with their skates, nhicb is a verry pretty art” The HcoDtIi have the reputation of being good skaters, both iu the “fen” or straight, swift skating, and the “fancy” skating. Our country has the champion, I think, ut uresent. The snowshoe may be called the overland skate. While the enow lay in great drifts, defying progress, keeping the civilized New Englander in the house and setting Whittier to writing the^^eauties of “Snow Bound,” the Indian, fixing a framework covered with netting to his feet, could sally forth to kill the floundering moose or deer. Snow shoes mutt have originated, like skates, from sheer necessity. The savage can not lay up a supply of food for a long time; he mutt be able to bnnt all seasons. The same principle that men are trying to apply, now in the invention of the flying macliine, namely, to get a wide surface for the support of the air, has been suocessfully applied to the snow shoe. Whoever this forgotten wise inventor was, he must have noticed that sometimes the snow would almost bear him ip on the area of his shoe soles, and he-reflected that if he had larger feet it would be a positive advantage. He plaits np some twigs into a eircnlar shape and finds tliat tbe surmise is correct, but the snow collects on these primitive shoes and retards bis walking. The result of oil the trials is tbe gracefnl, tapering Canadian enow-thoe, with beveled frame of light wood and netting of raw-hide, leaving no place for snow to stick. Tbe mishaps of the learner on snow-shoes are very ludicrous, especiallv when he “sentfs” and takes a header into the drift with snow-shoes upperniosL Tbe National Museum bos many different forms of snowshoes, from ’ the ovoL very wide shoes of Labrador to the tapering shoes of tbe Indiana and Eskimo. Tbe rndest snow-sboee perhaps in tbe world are used by tba California Indians. They are mere hoop* of wood with coarse netting. Tb< Ain •hoe comes in a close second in point of rndeneas. J ust bow' the Labrador people walk with a snow shoe twenty-five inehes wide on each foot is a qnery. llie effort to bring one foot around post tbe other must result in a peculiar amble. The Japanese have a sort of snow shoe with spurs, that admit of walking np the monntains in hard snow. Tbe skees of Nonrav are long and narrow lika sledge ranners. and on them travelers glide down hill with great speed. The coBtrarv of skates and snow shoos are the ice creepers. 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lOwTSSpotoaeo of Tlw ladioMUMlls How*.! Wasiiikgton. Deeambor SI.-Tho sad* dao death of Sector Plumb brings ta tha mind numeroM other eases of pabite maa who have died of ororwork. Whon Dan Manning came to Washingtoa from Albany his eyo waa brhcht, his step was steady, and his massive frame worked lika that ol a wiry Satyr. Hie blood was full of iron, and the joints of hw ponderous physique were well oiled. He was ia porfeet phveieal condition, and he had kept himself so by exsr* ciso. His mind was as healthy os his bodti and when be tools hold of tlio Treasury Department he threw hie whole soul into it. He dropped his exercise to devote more to it, and he studied on day and night until the Demon of Overwork grabbed him, and he fell down in his office in an apopleptio lit. He waa taken to his home, and for some time he lived on a diet of beef tea. He was fed beef Juice, a half pint of which required ten pounds of beef to make, and his head was bathed with cold water to coot tbe hot blood which ever surged up into it. He grew a little better, and tried to resume his work, but in vain. He died within a few months after leaving (he deimrtincnt. The Demon of Overwork killed Secretary Folger. He Jumped at our -financial system, and was bound to know it not oiilv in its great problems, but in its petty details. Seated behind the great desk in his office he boiled his brain day by day, working awayboars after his employes had left the building, and taking no exercise trbetever. The result was that congestion of the brain, the friend of the demon, dropped iipouhiraand Bright’s Disease, its chief oflioer, came [^n and killed him. The death of Zach Chandler waa not nnlike that of Senator > ITniub. He had a physique almost os good as that of the late Kansas Senator, and Uia muscles bad toughened and his frame hardened with his fight with the world, lie had grown wealthy us Plumb had, and he bad made a great reputation os stateamau and ns a Senator. Pluuib't death was largely due to the brain exhaustion oauaed by the last campaign, in which he made the Kepubltcaa fight for Kansas almost alone. Zach Chandler’s death resnlted from overwork during the Gartield campaign. He had stumped a number of the States of tbe Union. The Demon of Overwork wa* defied for years by Senator Matt C. Carpenter, but it killed him ut last. His death was a curious one. It was caused by mental labor aod di.sregard of the laws of health, though it did not come ip the form of apoplexy. He had an iron ooustitntion, but he ruined it by inttiacretions. For ycitrs he did all his studying at night He would begin at 11 n’cloca with a strong cigar and a bottle of champagne to itiniulate his work, and from 1 o’clock to 4 Ue aept hiinseif awake by sipping braudy. At 4 lie would go p> bed ami sleeji until 9, and these five hours of rest seemed to make him aa fresh as a daisv. lie went on this way fur twenty years and theu he went to pieces like tW o'ld' deacon’s chaise. Ue found he eoiilif do nothing. He had terrible headaches and upon his eon-' suiting his physieian he was told he must die within a year. Senator Ohrpeuter took this decree aa fate and be accepted it like a hero. He told no one but his partner about it. He never complained, aud he went about his business os usual. He looked into his own case and studied it as eiirefully and as coolly as Ihongli it were that of a stranger. He had • register which told the story of the uonditiou of his blood, and as he looked at this from dav to dav he would lay to his partner, "I see that 1 hava only so many iiioiw days to lire.” Three days before his death be said to him, “I find Uiat 1 can not live more than three or (our days longer, and I 'do not think 1 will come to the office any more.” He tnen gut into his carnage uikI was driven home to die. It was then only that be told his family of the decree of the physician, and he died os he expected before the week waa oat. * • • Senator Beck’s death was caused by overwork aud lack of exercise. He was a man of luagnifioest physiqae and liis brain worked, it is said, daring his drsanis, and upon going to sleep with • kuoUy problem on his mind, h* often awoke, to* find that his brain had solved it during tbe night, ^lle was hard at work iu Uia Senate just ‘before bis death, and it was iu the Potomac depot here at JVashington, right near the star which marks ftio spot where Garfield fell when he waa shot by Guiteau, that he dropped dead of jiaralysis of the heart. iMiiry Ward lleecher was another man of nioguificent physique whu-died of apoplexy and paralysis. He went to sleep one night with a violent headache which was followed by usutea and voiouing. fie did not wake early the next day and when tbe dector finally roused him, shorilv before his death, he said: "Doctor, you have disturbed my dream. I thought 1 was a Duke and that Hrs. Beecher was a Dnehesa, and we bad a fortune in British .consols. I was t 'ust trying to figure up my income, for ydn :now, doctor^ i always bid have trouble about arithmetic, when yon awoke me." Henry Ward Beecher’s death wo*caused by congestion of the brain which brought on apo]>lexy. He baa had a warning stroke a year or two before, but had gone on without rest. He was working uu the second volume of his Life of pbrist, and be would not take exercise nor etoji hie work os his friends requested him to do. He was in a oomattm Slate some time before he died, and Darmlysia came to him first on his left side. Bimou Cameron died of paralysis, but his paralytio stroke cam* on the right tide, and be discovered it by stroking the right side of his face and finding tliat it felt carious to bis touch. It was paralysis that killed Tom Corwin, the noted Ohio stateeqisn, Uis death oeenrred at a reception here at Washington. Corwin had just returned from his mission to Mexico, and he wa* chatting with a crowd of meo, among whotn were i^moo P. Chase, Ben Wade, Bob tschenek and John Bhennan, 11* wo* tb* life of th* assemblage, and he told a corione etory .a rainute before his death. An old friend had com* up to shake hands with him, and aa Corwin grasped his hand he said, “You •re more baid then when I mm you lait, tb* day before 1 ••lied for Mexico.” Tb* man replied, “Yes,” aud Corwin wentouf “But then Julius Cteaar was bald.” “Yes,” replied the roan, “but Julius Caesar bad fits.” At this remark Corwin became serioos, aod said: “Twenty year* ago 1 •aw a man fall unoonaeious from a paralytio stroke. He was in the midst of an excited discourse, and* he was carried oot of tbe hall by his friends, insensible. I’ha first act of conacioasnasa he showed upon hii recovery was to utter the words you have just said, “Carsor hstd fits.” A few rainute* after this remark Corwin received his paralyiie stroka. Ha waa in the refreshment room and ha waa sorronnded by a crowd, who were Ustening lo his eloquent stories, when hi* voice suddenly sunk to a whisper, and he reached forth his hands and asked for olr. A moment later he fell back Into the arms of hla friends, and be wot carried into another room and laid upoa a bad. H* ooald not •peak, bnt ha raisad bis left band and elenebad his fist, pointing to bis right one, which lay powerless at his side. A few moments later and be was dead. Ex-Senator Qeorge Pesdleton, who died

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Webatar had aontinaed in offiea ai Saera* tary of State under Fillmora. lie waa disappointed in the nomination of Gau. Winfield Scott, and after it he want hem* to Marslifield to diA Darii^ his lost bauca h* was kept alirc on bmudy, and the doator gar* in his bearing diractions that ha was to have a tMspoonfut of brandy every ' fifteen minutes as long as he lived. At the third dose, Webster, who was watching tha clock, saw that ths hand hud reached thidaunorters, and raisad His head end ieoked ak the braodr and said, “i still live.” TW servant then gave him his spoonful, and be sank Into an uuoouscious etete and died. Henry Clay’s death was accalereWd by that same convention. He was at the Katioual Hotel in Washiafrtou, attended enly by bia son, Thomas Hart Clay, and a nqgro servant, and very ill when the nomination waa made, aud on hia dying bed he heard tba Whigs rvjoioing over th* aomlnettoa of

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The death of President Arthur was Ibrgily causetl fromdijrappointiusntat aolreoaiTiag a l e/iotuination and front the wear and INte of tbe presidency. Hia work in the Whita House, addeil to high liviag and liltla exercise. brought on itright’s dixeae*, and ha came near dying from a oold which ha caught during bia trip to Floridm As tha disease developed nothing would ttay Ott.hit stcniaeh but tuUk and pepain, aod fioitlly he codld not digest these. He rsaul most of tbe time during hiu lost days, and bis deisth was n painless one. Salmon F. Chase’s disappoiiituiei4tasa prssideutial aspirant bad Minch to do with bringing on tbe kidney tioubles from which he died, tud-Toiu llentpn, after Jiis thirty years in tbsBenata and life-long leadership in Miuoori, bding lup* (ilanted by others, fell sick beta at VVa*& ingtoii aod died. Worry and work had something to do with his'death, too, for ha wrote at Ills ubridgemeut of tlie dsbatexof Congress up to th* very last, and died al-

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The immediate cause of th* deeth of Ed- >- win M. Stanton will alwayi be ahroaded in mystery, but whether euimd* or nat, it wai undoubtedly caused by ovework and mental trouble. There ore those liete At Wash- . ington who will tell you that be out his ihroat in a fit of ineutel aberration reauiting from this cause, and thare are otlien wha were present at th* time he was discovered dead, who indignantly deny th* charft. Tha man who shaved him after be woe dead ta still in Washington, and ba said tha other day that there was not a mark or a aul upon hia throat. Major Johnson, his oonfldential clerk, says he mw John \v. Forney ask Hurgeon-Ofneroi Bsmee for a lonjl of Mr. Staotoo'e hair.'^and that Barnes topk a pair ot scissors from hie rgit pocket and cutoff the fringe of hair whiobsurrouadsd the bald snot an Btaotbn’s heaA He then rearranged tha haad in the coffin and pulled • no the long beard of the ’ corpse so tmt hie neck could be plaiolj seen, and thara waa noither.scar nor discoloration thara. Tha troth of the matter •eems to be that Stanton, who wM phnically in a low eUte from over-work, caught ,eold and died from the

effects of it.

Vice*President AVilson died of 'apoplexy here at Washington in 1876. ‘He bad hod an operation on his spine ,and upon returning to Washington had indisorestly taken a warm bath in the Senate bath-room. Thia weakened him and hia avstem nevar racovered from lA He was taken to hia boardinghouse and shortly after died. Fifteen mlnntes before be died, he heard of th# death of Senator Ferry, of Connecticut, and it ia believed that this knowledge of tba death of one of his dear friends hastened his own end. He spoke of his long life just before he died, aud skid that since he came to tiia Senate eigbtr-three of th* Senatore who had sat with' him had passed away. EIbridge Gerry died at a boardIng-honsa at "Washington. He presided over the Senate the day before, and had started out in tba inorniiig lo do aome buainsH in on* of tha fjovernment dapartraenta. lie had gone but a short distance when he became indisposed end took V carriage to retnm. When the carriage reached hia boarding houae ha was found to be insensible, end on being taken from it, he expired without a groob or A sigh. John Qniney Adame dropped down in his chair in the House of Rapra* ■entstire at Washington, and he wo^^carried out into one of the cuinmittee rooiPA where he died. Capping and mustard poultices brought him to for a momsnt, and an hour after bis attack, bs said: “Thia is tha lost of earth, but 1 am conteof.” And he thereupon died. John C. Calhoun wof' wrapped np in flannels and carrtsd from hia boarding-honse to the Unitad States Seoata to make hia last speech, aud shortly after be was taksn bank he died. His last words were, “The South, the poor South, tiod knows what will become of her.” Frank O. Carerktrii. . A Great Bow Ahont hiz Geeee. To a anit over six geeaa in Stamp Creek, Ga., when tbe-eosts bod amounted to about $70, the matter wae compromisad and ■ettlad by dividing tha gets*. White Wings For the Whitn a«iiee. It will coat $97*0,600 to pat the daeired wings on tha White House.

To-Merrww.

“Ah wait,” he critA “but a littia loQfW,**-* The young eyes glowing with holy Ire— "And man throngh me shall grow parar, 1

stronger:

My word! shell eebo, iny deeds Im^ra;

It lifts men’s soul from its weight of sorrow—

Tbe God—the Beeoty—1 dream and ploRr-

There comes to-morrow, sind then i^aiorvow.

And |[ot to-morrow, eaid I a man.”

By tbe clifTwhanoetliewavoe their gray adoom

borrow

Tbe sweetest of eweet-voioed Eeboee lay.

And mnrmnred, “To-nsorrowt To-norrowl

To-morrow!” . Was there e tbril) •• of moeklng laofhter.

Bounding long etter, And dyiDC sway?

Tba swift yeaia spaad and hi* Ufa fa dniy— Ah, tbe old-time light in tbe eyes ia dM;— "lam faithtnratill to my dream of Beam^

To-morrow, to-morrow le mlnel” he i By the eUff whence the sravee their gnqr gloom

borrow

~ TIm sweetest of esrset-voieed Sebeee ley. And mnnanred, “To-morrow te miael Ta-i| morrow!” Was there e thrill as ot mocking langhter. Bounding long alter, And dyinf awayf ' The ewift years speed aad the light Is flailing; The dim efM turn to the misty wesZ: The white bend droopA end he stands bewnUing— Barth’s wearied, dejjeoted, disheartened

guesA

“Too There win be no morraw*a fvsab or my grand, grant work bnl tha ralMd

1 hope elweye dreamed, as tha yaomwsan fleeting. ’Thara^te yat to-mpnrowl* ’’-llte dark adgk(