Indiana State Sentinel, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 November 1889 — Page 3

THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1889.

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"HEARTS- ARE TRUMPS." Harden hall was a quaint, old red-brick house, with jessamine and wistaria, roses and Virginia creeper trailing and climbing from roof to basement, and eurrounding the house with a belt of sweet odors and with the soft hum of velvety bees. A cheery, 6unny house, through the open windows of which might be caught peeps of bright, chintz-covered furniture, eunny landscapes in broad gilt frames, flowers in rhina stands upon the tables, flowers in wicker stands upon the floor beforo the mirrors, and always mort- flowers. "A cheery place," was Mr. Butterby'a comment when visitors waxed ecstatic over the beauties of the warm, comfortable house and well-kept gardens. "A cheery place ! "Sot picturesque no, no ; there is nothing picturesque here. I always say to Nellie that's my niece 'Buy what you like, Wellie,' I pay, 'please yourself, but shun the picturesque ; keep the place in order.' I can't bear too tee a place going to the dogs. Picturesque, indeed! No, no, Nothing picturesque for me." -Flsthetically minded visitors were apt to raise their eyebrows at this point. "And Nellie is a eood girl. She never forgets my wishes, and she is al ways as bright as a sunbeam." Mr. Butterby was wont to prow warm when descanting on his niece's perfections, but when the niece appeared in sight, even the weary listener forgot his fatigue and indorsed each word of praise. Nellie Normanby was the onlv child of Mr. Butterby's dead sister, and had lived with heruncleevereince she was two years old. Now, in her nineteenth year, she vas a bright-haired round-waisted trirl, possessed of a good deal of straightforward common-sense, a good deal of dignity and resolution, and a pood deal of willfulness. But, after all, these points were but no many side points in her character, and the main point, the leaven which leavened the whole lump, was a thoroughness which stamped each word and deed, and which left no doubt as to her ideas, her opinions, or her interests. With her, sunshine was sunshine, bright and joyous, and dancing; laughter was an act which bles.ed both him who laughed and him who heard; while the rare tears were the eizn of mortification and griet passing the bounds of woman's endurance. It seldom happened that any one presumed on her good nature, but on those rare occasions ehe was apt to display a quiet gravity which crashed the offender. And then, perhaps, that astounded sinner would go awav and epeak of her as being haughty and disagreeable. Disagreeable! with those sensitive lips, and that impulsive, loving heart. S'o, indeed. Froud she might be, but uncivilly disagreeable, never. She had no memories of the father and mother who lay side by side on the sunhy slope of the old churchyard. As soon as as she was old enough to understand her loss, she undertook the charge of the narrow fiower-borders'round their graves, but rhe was a healthy-minded girl, whose religion was devoid of poetry, and she did not mourn a loss which she did not feel. And being also one of those bright, active girls, who not only like to manage their own affairs, but who consider that they manage them extremely well, she and Uncle Sarn soon learned "each other's ways and views, and lived out the years together in unbroken harmony. Mr. Butterby, too, was a happy-minded individual, not given to fretting anxious thought for the morrow. He knew that his niece would "come into" two thousand a year on her twenty-first birthday and he intended to make further provision for her at his death. So her future was assured; and the only matter still undecided was the name for which she would change her own. Well ! Mr. Butterby was a wise man, and, after much meditation on the subject, he paid aloud, to his reflection in the shavfng glass : "If that young woman can not choose lor herself, at least it is pretty certain that no one else can choose for her." But, for all his philosophy, he was, as he to wont to observe to himself, "by no means such an old fool as some voung fools considered him ;" and he took uncommonly good care that none of the ne'er-do-wells of the county ehould eet foot in Harden hall. His jewel should not be stolen if a surly watch-dog could insure its safety. Giles Grimshawe was one of his betea noira a plausible young fellow, whose handsotre face and winning ways caused Jlr. Butterby to draw himself up, and to stiffen as if he had swallowed the poker. Giles Grimshawe was well aware 01 this poker-swallowing, and he swore that he would "make old Sam look alive ;" but, in Fpite of feints and strategies, endless and well-planned, he had not yet penetrated into the treasure house. And Old Sam said, with a chuckle, that "some of the old fools could beat the young knaves yet ;" also, that he had not slaved all his young days among the coal pits in order that a graceless Grimshawe might squander his money upon race-courses. "I maybe a self-made man," he said, "but at least I am an honest one; whereas, who ever knew a Grimshawe that understood the force of the eicrhth commandment." Giles Grimshawe's cousin, the Honorable Jim, also made up his noble mind to throw the handkerchief to the pretty heiress, and wis not a little amazed to find that she s;tmply did not understand his longwinried compliments, and appeared utterly indifferent to his presence. Indeed, it once' happened that, after raying a somewhat lengthy afternoon call he overheard Neiie sieh deeply he was detained for a miment in the hall, and the drawing-room tioor had not been firmly closed and then -exclaim, in the words of the weary turnspit: "Even the biggest leg of mutton must get done in time I but oh, Uncle 8pm, what a big leg of mutton this has ' been!" The Honorable Jim was ßorely exercised when he reflected on this little rpeech during his homeward ride. However, besides these and other suitors, eligible and ineligible, there was one who, during the past month, had come frequently to the hall, and who, by his ourtesy and tact, had completely won Mr. Buttcrby'a heart ; though it is needless to say that that ht art Mas not the heart, the search for which brought Roger Marlowe from S wenden Chase to Harden, a matter of five miles as the crow flies, but a good nine miles by the road. On unexpectedly coming into the property some two years previous to this date, he had given up the chambers which he had uf-d in his briefless barrister days, and, after settling affairs at the Chase and fstablishing a steward there, he had joined a friend on a trip to the Rockies, and for upward of two years, the neighborhood of Swendon knew him no more. Of course, the tales which were circulated as to hw doings were as counties as they were improbable. Some said that be had been killed in an encounter with a grizzly; others, that he had headed a mission to the South seas; while others, aeain, spoke sadly of the fact that be bad opened a Baloon in San Francisco. But all agreed to shake their heads at the mention of his name, and to prophesy a Fpeedly and evil end for the man who chose to live his own life independent of the opinion of the others, and who showed f o clearlv that he cared no straw for the gossip of Clayshire. However simply and quietly a man mar lire at the other side of the world, still, while he is at the other side of the world, it is quite safe to slander him a little, and

to hope with a little quiet malice that a compulsory diet of husks may prove 6ome day to be wholesome and humbling. Nellie devoured all these tales with interest and with a longing that she could scarcely Keep in check to spring up and to applaud the prodigal. The more she heard of him the more she longed for his return. He must be so interesting, she thought, so different from all the quiet, humdrum squires and parsons among whom she passed her days. And sometimes, when at afternoon tea Mith the rector's sister, Lesbia Godalming, the latter lady would lift her hands in horror at the last bulletin, Nellie's eyes would dance with fun and mischief, as 6he said demurely: "It's very sad to be so bad! Now, ain't you glad you're not so bad ? Never mind, Lesbia; when he comes home again, you and I will convert him. "What fun it will be!" At last be came home. And the first time that Nellie met him, all beaming over with curiosity and expectation, she thought: "Oh, dear me! he doesn't look a bit wicked." And all the sparkle died out of her eyes. It was a great disappointment. However, the second time that they met it waa an archery meeting she somewhat altered her first opinion, and thought: "Perhaps, after all, he is rather bad. I am so glad that I had on my new hat." And, after their third meeting", when he took her in to dinner at a neighboring house, she came home with soft, happy eyes and a fixed resolve. "Poor fellow! How Bad he looked when he told me of his neglected childhood. Well, it only shows what a noble character he must have to be so nice in spite of all those early disadvantages. I am clad that he is cominz to tea to-morrow afternoon, and then I will begin at once to convert him. No, I don't think I will invite Lesbia, for she is eo strict that she might alarm him at first. And the first step is of such great importance," added this small sage, wisely. And then she began to think whether she should order tea or coffee for this momentous interview. Sir Roger came next day, and, with some slight diffidence, Nellie began her work of conversation. She was not quite sure, in fact, she was very hazy, as to the nature of the terrible things that he must be converted from ; but the words "A saloon in Frisco," sounded bad enough to cover any amount of possibilities. And, at least, it was easy to tell the owner cf an estate that it was "his positive duty to live at home upon his estate, and to preserve the game, and to prosecute the poachers. Nellie verv nearly said "to persecute the poachers the knowledge of this slip made her so hot and confused that she quite forgot to enumerate all the other duties of an English 'squire. So that Sir Roger, whose face had hitherto been so perfect and grave a mask that it hinted at certain muscles kept sternly in check, now allowed these muscles to relax into a smile that was full of quiet humor. And before Nellie recovered her composure, he turned the conversation into another groove; so that presently she found herself listening with wrapt attention to a relation of the strufrgles of his boyhood and early manhood; to those days when he thought that he should have to carve his upward way with unflageing labor, upheld only by the determination that his life should not be ruined by expectant waiting for dead men's shoes. How Nellie admired him! He talked on quietly, half musingly, with no intention of asking pit, but because her sympathy moved irresistible to him, and because it pleased him to watch tho lights and shadows that came and went upon her upturned face. And more than once that curious instinct of comradeship proved too etrong for her, and she burst out, impulsively: "O! I am sorry for you ! How dreadful for you! How could could you bear 6uch hardships?" Somehow, the conversion did not proceed any further that day ; and when he left, after promising to ride over next day with some ferns, she quite forgot that he was a prodigal, and that society in Clayshire did not know how or where he had spent the last two years; quite forgot her role of monitress; said: "Ihope you will come here again ;" and said it as if she meant it." Sir Koger rode over the next mornin? to say that he feared he had lost the promised ferns. And, as it was a lovely earomer mornin?, he and Nellie strolled about the garden and indulged in a little more contusion and a great deal of chat. And then the next morning he came asrain to say that he had found the ferns, and that, perhaps, it would be well if he showed Miss Normanby how to plant them. Miss Normanby bad on a most becoming: frock that morning, and she also thought that it would be well if Sir Roger were to show her how to plant the ferns. By this time she had lost all her first feeling of shyness, and had almost forgotten that he was a prodigal. He was so extremely pleasant. They wandered up and down the trim gravel paths, where never a weed dared to raise its unbidden self. They examined the sun-dial, and removed an infinitessimal tuft of moss from its face; they visited the kennels, where the live dogs yelped, and the graves where the dead dogs lay. "Poor beasts!" said Roger. "They were my friends," said Nellie. "Then they had some luck," said Roger. They picked up the fallen fir cones and arranged them in a pattern round the calceolaria !ed. They dallied and dawdled in the September sunshine, discussing matters crave and gay, and disposing of each in turn with the satisfying conviction that their opinions were unassailable. And one of them thought that life was sweet, and that the world was peopled with the great and good; that three-score years and ten were but a sunny stretch, undimmed by mist or shadow; also that an hour with a prodigal was worth a twelvemonth spent with other people. And the other one thought but no Roger's thoughts were locked in his own bosom. Perhaps, however, Nellie guessed their purport, for she suddenly grew very dignified and proposed a return to tho house. Mr. Butterby heard their voices as he sat at the library window, and he rumpled his hair and sighed with perplexity. "He's come at last," he said dismally, "he's come at last. Now I wonder if he is good enough for her." Thus the ball was set rolling. At first it seemed as if its course was down a smooth, inclined plane, and so rapid was its proeress that the conclave in the servants' hall those lynx-eyed judges of their superiors had already decided that the wedding would take place before Christmas; when suddenly there was a check, and Nellie thought that the sun of her life was eclipsed for ever and ever. It happened thus: Nellie came down to breakfast on this particular Thursday morning, with her bright hair dressed, maybe, a thought more carefully than usual, and with a vast amount of bustling activity. She had reason to suppose that Sir Roger would appear as usual about midday, and she intended, bpfore his arrival, to arrange afresh all the flowers in the fantastic china bowls, both in dining and drawing rocros. So she appeared at the breakfast table rather earlier than usual, and was ready when the pout man arrived to unlock the letter bag and distribute its contents. There were two letters for herself upon various unimportant matters, and there was a third in a writing, which, by this time, she bad learnt to know very well. She opened it with dignified deliberation

have you ever seen a pretty girl at the instant when ehe opens her lover's letter? there is no prettier 6ight on earth and read : "Swendon Chase, 'Wednesday, Sept. 2. "Dear Miss Normanby Will you and Mr. Butterby dine here on Friday evening at 8 o'clock. My aunt, Mrs. Colquhoun, and her daughter arrive that afternoon, and I am inviting a few friends to meet them. I hope to call at Harden to-morrow morning, bat I end this note at once, as I should be orry if meanwhile you formed any other engagement. "I think that you will be interested to meet Mrs. Colquhoun. She has traveled a good deal, and is enthusiastic about terns. Yours sincerely, Roger Marlow." Here Mr. Butterby appeared, and was told of the invitation. "Of course, you will send an acceptance," he said. " "Shall I ? I think it is hardly necessary to do so, as he savs that he is coming here this morning. But I will do as you wish. Samson, tell Harding to saddle the pony. I want him to ride at once to Swendon. Or stav, I will write the answer now, and you can take it round to the stable. See that Harding starts without delay. There, that is finished. Now, uncle, will you have another cup of cotiee?" Mr. Butterbv finished his breakfast with less alacrity than usual, and retreated to the library with what was almost a dejected air. "It is comincr." he 6aid to himself. "There is no doiibt about it. lie is goiru? do it. And she will say yes. I am sure she will. She has bought more new finery in the last month than 6he had bought in the previous half year. Yes ; it iscomin?. And Rhe'll say ves. Eh, dear! after enjoying Nellie's companionship all these years, it will be hard to live alone. There he is in the earden, with a rosebud tucked in her belt. She's going to say yes. Eh, dear! there can be no doubt about it." Meanwhile, the object of this soliloquy was very busy watering her pet plants, and pickin? such flowers as 6he needed for her china bowls. She caueht a glimpse of her uncle through the library windows, and waved her hand to him. Then she wandered away to the veronica bur.hes, at the edge of the lawn, and a half-tamed squirrel sprang down from a fir and followed her with 6hort, swift runs and bounds, now stopping short with uplifted tail and eager, suspicious eyes, and now coquetting from bush to bush, advancing and receding, as the promptincs of fear or greediness dictated; dashing into the sunlight as Nellie's offered bribe appeared more temDting. then running up some gnarled trunk, as su?picion again assailed him. And Nellie, growing eager with the sport, flung aside her hat and laughed, and continued her temptation with increasing zest The sunshine streamedthrough the branches upon her sunnv hair ; the bees llew and hummed amoncr the veronica bushes: and a man

who was crossing the lawn, paused involuntarily to feast his eyes upon tho picture. Suddenly she saw'him standing there, and instantly hees and squirrel were alike forgotten ; for had not he come again to see her, and was not a new glory added to the glories of this perfect September day? He came forward to meet her. "Well!" he said. "Good morning," she said lightly. She wondered why he looked so pale, and why he switched so nervously at the bushes with his riding-whip. "Well!" he repeated. "Oh, don't spoil my veronicas!" she cried, hastily, as one of "the blossoms fell to the ground. "Never mind that rubbish," he said, hastily. "Nellie Miss Normanby do not trifle with me. What is your reply ?" He beet forward, and gently took her hand. "What on earth do you mean?" she asked, in half amazerrent, half alarm, for his manner bewildered her. "Did you not receive a note from me this morning? I posted it yesterday." His brow was crimson now, and he watched her face intently. "Certainly; I sent Harding off with tho answer about an hour airo." "And you Nellie, Nellie, give me a favorable answer. Say yes, Nellie." She shrank back a little, and looked at him with quite serious dignity. "Certainly," she said, gravely, "I shall be very pleased Sir Koger! what do you mean? Are you mad? Let me go!" for he had slipped hia arm around her waist, and was kissing her, raining down passionate kisses on brow and cheek, until, with her disengaged hand she thrust him from her, and, with a dexterous movement freed herself from his arm. "Hut Nellie !" "I'm not Nellie. How dare vou call mo Nellie? Are you mad?" "But, Miss "Normanby, if I am not to call you Nellie " "Don't speak to me," with a furious stamp. "On, you are the horridest man that I have ever known ! "Why don't you go back to your South Seas" and your grizzly bears? And I'll not come to your house to-morrow night. I won't. I said, in my note, that I would dine with you, but 1 won't You horrid, unconverted man!" An angry light 6tole into his eyes. "But, Miss Normanby " "No, I won't listen to you. And I won't dine with you to-morrow. Dine with you ! I would rather have my dinner on the door-step than sit at the same table with you." "Then I will bid you good morning," he said, gravely. His lips were compressed and his eyes were hot and proud, lie raised his hat and walked away stilfly and determinedly, with an assumption of leisurely indifference. Presently she heard him mount his horse and eallop down the avenue. The color hided from her cheek, and, with lips apart and straining ears, she stood listening, listening, until the sound of the horse's hoofs died away in the distance. And then she turned and looked around her with puzzled, weary, piteous eyes. The squirrel ran along the branch at her head and invited a renewal of their game; tho bees hummed around her as before ; but the glory of the day had fled; the sunlit path between the veronica bushes was no longer the high road to the earthly paradise. Roger moderated his pace after awhile, but it was some time before he could collect his thoughts. Seldom before had he been so startled ; never had he met with such a rebuir. He kuew himself guiltless of any wish to oflend, and the past scene perplexed even more than it angered him. "Why did 6he tty out at me in that way ?" he thought. "What on earth is at the bottom of it all?" The more he thought of it, the greater grew his perplexity. Then his horse lost a shoe, and he led him to the village smithy. "I will stroll on toward Swendon," he said. "Tell Iieuben to follow with Paragon as soon as the latter is shod." Then he lit a cigar and walked slowly away till he had left the last cottage behind him, and arrived at the knoll, where stood the Sitxon church. Here he paused, and, shading his eyes with one hand, turned to look back upon the hall, tho casket which hld the eoveted jewel, and he wondered afresh at the past scene and its unexpected results. "I will think the matter over again," ho thought "First of all I write to her, and tell her that I love her as much as any man ever loved any woman. And I add that, if she will marry me, I will do my best to make her happy. I know I am not half pood enough for her; but still I do tbink that she has treated me very badly this morning. Well, I posted this letter at the game timo that I posted another note inviting her and old Butterby to dinner, to meet Mrs. Colquhoun. Surely she can't

object to meet Aunt Laura. It is not as if she knew her alreadv. I could quite understand any one objecting to meet that lady a second time; but Nellie has had no experience as yet of her tongue Where was I? Oh, I posted both letters, and this morning I ride ever to Harden to hear my fate. She receives me very pleasantly, but as calmly as if I were in the habit of proposing to her ever' week. 'You got my note?' I ask. 'Certainly,' she says. 'And you will give me a favorable answer?' 'Certainly,' she says. Now, at this point I had expected some little hesitation ; but she spoke up as freely as if I had offered to peel an orange for her. Then I think "Come, it is my turn, now!' and then she flies at rue, till I am completely duuifounded. What on earth am I to think of it all ? 'You horrid, unconverted man !' she said. Now what did she mean by that? 1 am not a' Turk nor an infidel Hullo, Iieuben, 60 you have managed to bring Paragon so far without a mishap?" The small boy grinned' delightedly. "By the way, how" is your brother getting on? I mean your brother Jonas, the one who was underkeeper under Sir Thomas Koby's man?'r Iieuben grinned from ear to ear. "Jonas He left Sir Thomas a year ago, sir. He could not stand Sir Thomas' tantrums, sir ; so he got took on as postman. You'd have seen him pass this way, sir, about this time, but he's late this morning. He thought he'd left all the letters at the hall a3 usual ; so, after he had rested ... . . 1 . t 1.1 X

a bit, he picked up tne otner letters at Mrs. HopKins' postoffice her that keeps the bacon and candy eh op, sir and he was ju.t about to tramp it back to Miverton, when he ups and he sayp, 'lilest!5 And Mrs. Hoggins, she says, "'Is it the colic?' And he 6ays, 'No,' says he. 'It's not the - colic; it's Mis Nellie's letter,' says he. 'Why, I left one letter at the hall this morning for her; 'twas addressed as plain as could be, aud the postmark Swendon. And now here's another for Miss Nellie in the same writine, and with the same postmark.' And then he was off to the hall as hard as he could lay legs to the eround ; for there's none of us but would be sorry to ill-convenience Miss Nellie ; and Jonas he were main put out to find he had not delivered the letter this morning -with all the others. Yes, sir, Paragon he came alonsj quiet enough, and he . Thank you, sir. Good-day, sir." So this was the reason of the explosion. Koger leant against the church-yard and whistled. "So that was how the mistake arose. Well, she will have got my letter by this time. I wonder what she is doing. I think I almost think that I will ride over again this evening. Ahl just you wait a bit, pretty Miss Nellie. Won't I have my innings this evening!" Could Koger have been transplanted at that moment to the hall, he would have seen a sight to overjoy him. A girl down on her knees in the utter abandonment of her grief, with a letter spread open beforo her on a big arm-chair, now reading a line, and now indulging in a fresh burst of tears. "So that was what he meant. Oh, dear ! and how could I know it? I thought he meant, did I accept his invitation to dinner. Why did that stupid postman overlook j ust" that one letter ? Oh, dear! oh, dear ! And I flew into a passion. And he meant would I marry him and I did not know it. And he will never.never come near me again. And there is no one as nice as he is. And I said that I would rather dine on the door-etep than sit down at the same table with him, whereas I would black his boots if he. asked me to I would! I wish I were dead!" When the gong pounded-for luncheon Mr. Butterby went as usual into the diningroom, expecting to find his niece in her place at the head of the table. But five minutes passed, and, contrary to custom, she did not appear. Another five minutes passed. The butler's face assumed an expression of serious displeasure; timehonored habits of punctuality ought not thus to be broken. Then Mr. Butterby began to fidget. "Send Miss Nellie's maid to see what is the matter," he said ; and Samson went off to report the unusual delay to the kitchen conclave. Presently the maid returned with the reply that "Miss Nellie said she had a headache, and would Mr. Butterby excuse her from appearing at lunch. Nellie with a headache! Samson stood aghast for a minute, and then coughed a little, respectful, distal ie vi ng sort of a cough. An old family "treasure" knows a good deal, and is not easily imposed upon. "It is impossible!" said Mr. Butterby. "Miss Nellie never has a headache. She has far too much common eense to permit any stich folly." Still, his looks were not as assured as were his words, and he rumpled his hair as was his wont in moments of perplexity. And then he stole away up-stairs to Nellie's door and turned the handle softly. The door was locked, and from within might be heard sounds of such woe that poor Uncle Sam grew pale with dismay. What had happened? Was it possible that she had accepted Roger, and that she was now wishing that she had not done bo ? He stooped d:n and spoke through the key-hole. "Nellie," he said, "what is the matter, my pet?" Back came the half-choked answer: "Oh, do go away, please." He could hardly believe his ears. "This beats everything;," he muttered; and he returned "to his luncheon in greater perplexity than before. At last Nellie ceased to cry, and rang the bell for her maid to fetch her a cup of tea. She was worn out, and had arrived at that state of exhaustion when her only wish Mas to be left alone. Her head throbbed, and her eyes were swollen and half-closed. So the news that her uncle had persuaded a friend, Mr. Capel, to remain the night with them, was not news to delight her. As soon as her maid left the room, she crept to the glass to see what sort of a spectacle she presented. And perhaps, though she did not know it, it was a sign of returning vigor that she should be so ßhamestricken at the object which met her gaze. "What would Hoger think if be saw me looking such a fright as this?" And then her lip quivered. "He would not caro any longer. If I had a red noso for ever and ever it would be all the same to him." Presently an unusually meck-looking Miss Normanby left her room, and had there been any one present to notice her movements, that person would have been struck by the way in which she loitered in the dim corridors, and then hurried across the brilliantly, lighted hall. What a long and dreary performance dinner seemed to her that evening, and how thankful she felt when at last she could escape from her uncle's pitying glances, and from Mr. Capel's anecdotes and witticisms. Kven in the drawing-room she could find no moment in which to rest and enjoy the luxury of a "miserable think," for the rector and his sister arrived almost immediately, and Nellie was obliged to make one at the whist table. She asked her uncle to play with Lesbia, against Mr. Capel and the rector. But Mr. Butterby would not hear of this. He murmured confidentially to Lesbia: "The child needs cheering up." Whereupon that tactless, unselfish woman instantly declared that she did not want to play that evening, end begged to be excused. So Nellie was forced into the game. 3Ir. Capel was a member of a whist club, and prided himself considerably upon his play. He would sooner, any day, lose his

dinner than lose his rubber. Therefore his disgust was great on finding that Nellie "that young girl" was to be their fourth; and this disgust was not lessened on his host saying: "Wait a bit, Capel. Don't cut for partners. That's not the way we do here. Nellie and I always play together. Old partners, arn't we, Nellie?" Mr. Capel's druggist might have vanished, and he might even have relished the game, for the rector was a reliable planter. But he had not bargained for whist according to his host's notions. Mr. Butterby said that a game was something intended both to interest and to amuse, therefore silence was unnecessary. He also said that he liked to play in his own

wav. And this was his way: "Got a better hand, this time, Nellie?" he would say. "Ton my word, I don't think it is worth while for me to play at all, this deal ; such a lot ot diamonds as I have! and not a court card among them all." The rector and Lesbia were accustomed to this sort of remarks; but Mr. Capel gnorted with rage. "Surely, Butterby," he said, "you do not wish us all to know what you have in your hand?" "Eh! what?" said the unconscious sinner. "I don't think it matters. Just look there what! I won't show you, if you would rather not see them. " Still, you know, it is an uncommon thinjr to have three knaves and all right! all right! I won't say any more if you would rather not hear. Nellie, you begin." There was a silence f ;r a few minutes. Then Mr. Capel said in an aggravated tone : "Surely, Butterby I beg your pardon but I think -ou have revoked." "Have I ? Really ? Don't stop for that. It doesn't matter this time." Mr. Capel leant back resignedly in bis chair. At any other time Nellie would have enjoyed adding to his aggravation, and would have humored her uncle's whims. But tonight she was too depressed to be amused, and she played so carelessly that even the rector remarked upon it Lesbia, too, watched her with some anxiety, and, while apparently engrossed in her embroidery, cast many a glance at the little wan face, which grew still more wan as the hours passed. Suddenly, irrepressible Mr. Butterby hurst out again: "I have got a much better hand this time. Three aces, a king and three, four five eh! did you speak?" But by this time his guest was dumb with rage. Lesbia bent over her work and tried to conceal her amusement. And Nellie, whose thoughts were far away, continued her aimless play, when there was a ring at the front door bell her hands crew cold and her faced crimson footsteps in the hall her hajnds were shaking now, and her face had grown pitiably white again. She heard her uncle and Mr. Capel wrangling over some point in the game the footsteps approached the door who was the butler speaking to in the corridor? the door opened and some one came up the room until he stood behind her uncle and opposite to herself. She heard Mr. Capel's slow, irritated. "Surely, Butterby" And her uncle's triumphant rejoinder: "I told you so, Capel. I told you 60. Hearts are trumps." "Yes. Hearts are trumps." And she looked up to find his eyes fixed upon her. "Lesbia!" she cried, "Take my place. I am tired. I can not play any longer." Without waiting for a reply, she sprang up and rushed from the room. Where should she go? Where hide hereself? She did not care. Anywhere,.to be alone. The drawing-room was open, and she dashed in; then fancying that she heard pursuing footsteps, she opened the window and stepped out upon the lawn. The moonlight flooded the open spaces, while, like a dark belt, the firs and beeches encircled the lawn with massive blackness. From meadow and paddock ! arose the shrill chirrup of countless grass hoppers ; and on every side, from bush and flower, there floated forth the sweet and heavy scents of night. She stole on tiptoe across the lawn. The cool air refreshed her, and the stillness of the night filled her with a sense of rest that was not unmixed with wonder. Presently, the drawing-room window was again flung open. She shrank into the ehade of a tir. But, though love is said to be blind, Roger could see what he wished to see, and a few quick strides brought him to her side. She raised her hands with a little quivering, imploring gesture, and then buried her head in them. "Nellie," he said, "are you angry that I I have come back again? She shook her head vehemently, but made no reply. He drew a step nearer. "Are you going to drive me away again, as you sent me away this morning?" "No o." Her tone was so low that he could scarcely hear the word. "Nellie," his arm crept around her waist. "Nellie, my darling! only one more question and don't say 'No' to this one, Nellie." "Koger," she said shyly, "will you always be kind to me, always good to me?" "I will do my best," he answered gravely. "A man can do no more than his best" Then a smile 6tole into his eyes, and he added: "Perhaps I had better say one thing now. And that is, that even if we do not always agree, stiil I can not possibly allow mv wife to dine on the doorstep." And Nellie said: "0-oh ! Roger !" FOR HIS HEALTH'S SAKE. A Tramp Tfho AYae Very Turticular in Recard to III lteverage. A dilapidated-looking man paused in front of a Monroe-ave. saloon yesterday, and, noticing the sign, "Free lunch," went in and commenced operations on a bowl of soup, says the Detroit AY ca. "Men who eat here arc expected to pay for a drink," said the waiter. "I know it," remarked the tramp as he devoured a slice of bread and reached for another. "Well, then, whv don't you conform to the rule?" ' 'Cause I go in for health and don't drink till I am through eating." The waiter turned his back for a moment and the cadaverous wretch slipped three sandwiches into his tattered coat pocket and calmly devoured four, then he walked up to the bar, and to the dispenser of stimulants huskily whisjered: "Gimme a glass o' water, will ye?" "What! Water, after four sandwiches, a bowl of soup and seven slices of bread?" "Yes'r, water. I've been a-drinking o' it nigh onter forty years, and it's just tho healthiest stuff a-goin'." The man dodged a wet rag and skipped out tho door. The Old Speckled Kooster. How dear to my heart is the old speckled rooster Wblch fond recollection brlnts back to tuy view. With spurs lonjfaud pointed and curbing, he used ter Oo crowing around till he made the air blue; Aud when iorne strong rooster would coma to do battle, How quick would the old chip get tip on his guard ; He'd make the eyeballs of the traue rooster rattle. And scatter tbe featLen all over the yard ; Tlie old speckled rooster, the mongrel-bred rooster, Tba 50-cent rooster that scraped in the yard. (Nebraska State Journal. Close Pennon, Too. Puck. De Bansre "Ah, thia bracing weather is jnst what it should be for the hootinz teason. I've half a mind to take my gun to-morrow and go ont." O'Trlgger "What do you find to hoot around here?" De Bange "Light colored derby hata."

DISEASES FROM BUTCHERS' MEAT.

The Prevalence of Tnttercle in Cattle How It I Transmitted. Dr. Behrend in Nineteenth Century. No more important contribution has been made to science in recent years than that embodied in a report by Dr. Koch, the government adviser in the imperial health department of Berlin, in March, lSSi', on the "Etiology of Tubercular Disease, and the Life-History of the Tubercle-Bacillus." Lon before his in vestigations, the communicability of this the most deadly of all the maladies which afilict humanity had been placed beyond doubt ; but it was reserved for him to demonstrate the precise character of the contagiuro, and to discover by microscopic examination of diseased organs ot men and animals the existence of the minute parasitic organism dwelling in the center of the tubercle-cell. Transferring the tuberculous matter from affected to healthy animals he invariably reproduced the disease; and by artificial cultivation of the bacillus through many generations (to insure its purity and eliminate any other virus), and its subsequent introduction into the circulation of healthy animals, resulting in every case in the reproduction of the parasite anl theappoarance of the tuberculous condition, he proved bevond the possibility of doubt that it was the bacillus solelv, and not any virus in which it was imbedded in the diseased organs, that was tho Ions et orico niali. Koch's experiments, repeatedlv veriiied by phcBioloists in all countries, have laid the foundations of a much more intelligent and practical pathology of tuberculosis, and have opened up questions of immense importance to all in their bearing upon public health. Tho prevalence of tubercle in cattle is remarkable, and its danger is intensified bv the fact that it is frequently incapable of bei 112 recognized during life-time, and is revealed only by a post-mortem examination of the organs implicated. 8uch flesh is freely exposed for sale in this and almost every other country. Tuberculous cattle are known in. the trade as "mincers" and "wasters," and in the most marked stage of the disease are sold in Quarters of towns where inspection is escaped; and Dr. Car penter states that an inspector in the Metropolitan meat market declared upon oath that 80 per cent, of the meat sent to the London market had tubercular disease. A similar condition of afiairs exists on the continent. Dr. Richter stated recently, at a meeting of the Berlin medical society, that' the prevalence of tuberculosis in cattle is much greater than most people suspect, and that he had been informed by veterinary surgeons that, in some localities in Germany, as many as 50 per cent, are affected; that the animals may show no signs of the disease during life, and no means of accurately diagnosing it are at present known: and that, consequently, its presence is often only revealed by examination atter death, "in Denmark" its extreme frequency has been repeatedly demonstrated, yet we import cattle thence into this countrv for food" to the annual value of 5,U00,000. At the congress on tuberculosis held in Paris in July, 18SS, special attention was directed to the subject. Many leading medical authorities dilated on the grave yet unsuspected danger to the public. That the New world fares no better than the Old in this respect is shown by the report on the prevention of tuberculosis made to the board of health of tho CÜ5- of "ew York by the pathologists of the health department,' who alhrm that "it is a distinctly prevalent disease ;" that it may be, and is, transmitted by the milk and "llesh of affected animals; ''and that those measures of precaution alone answer the requirements which embrace the Governmental inspection of dairv cows and of animals slaughtered for food, and the destruction of all those found to be tuberculous." And at the recent international medical congress held at Melbourne, Dr. MacLaurin, the president of the New South Wales board of health, gave some noticeable figures tending to support the conclusion that the use of meat from tuberculous cattle constitute a very real source of danger, and is the cause f much of the great mortality from phthisic in the colony. The next link in the chain of evidence "is as to the identity of human and bovine tuberculosis, which was for long undetermined, but has now been delinitely solved in the affirmative. An elaborate essay by Dr. Creighton on "Bovine Tuberculosis in Man" has afforded convincing proof, not only of this, but also of its communicability from the one to the other. And Dr. Farkes, assistant to the profe.or of hyjrient in University colleee, Iondon, has shown "that the bacilli of bovine tuberculosis are identical according to all bacteriological methods at present known with those found in tubercular formations in the organs of man." In the statement previously quoted, Dr. Richter affirms that there can no longer be any doubt as to the identity of the two ; and M. Chauveau, the president of the Paris congress on tuberculosis in 1SSS, reported that the experiments carried out in the veterinary school of Lyons to determine the point have fully established their absolute identity. In two lectures devoted to the consideration of the subject, Dr. Woodhead, superintendent of the laboratorv of the Edinburgh Royal college of physicians, gave it as the result of his observations that the bacillus of tubercle in men and the lower animals was identical, and that this point mav now be regarded as linally settled. Evidence as to the communicability of tuberculosis to man from the flesh of affected cattle has been freely forthcoming since my earlier papers; the subject is engaging the attention of pathologists in almost every country, and the results of their investigations yield abundant testimony to the develonrnent of the malady-Hjr the predisposition to it from this 8o-e. Dr. Woodhead expressed his concurrence in the viewthat the flesh and milk of affected animals convey the bacillus, and that its effects would depend entirely upon the resisting power of the tissues and the general health of tho individual; in weakly persons, especially in children with their imperfect nutritive power, the tissues are apt to give May on the slightest stimulation, and if their vitality be low, the introduction of even a small number of bacilli suffices to produce scrofulous degeneration of the glands, upon which well-marked tuberculosis may ensue. A Household Angel. Rural New Yorker. For a good, every-day household angel give us the woman who laughs. Her biscuits way not be junt right, and she may occasionally burn her bread and forget to replace dislocated buttons, but for solid comfort all day and every day ha is a very paragon. Home is not a battle-field nor life an unending row. The trick of always seeing the bright side, or, if the natter has uo bright tide, of shining up the dark one, is a very important faculty, one of the things which no woman should be without. Y e are not all born with the sunshine in oa r hearts, as the Irish prettily terra it, but we can cultivate a cheerful sense of humor if we only try. Urban Ignorance. N. Y. Weekly. Mrs. Hayfork (who had summer boarders) "Yes, Mrs. Hayseed, the ign'rance of city tolks about country life is amusin'. Ye know I had two families from New York this season." Mrs. Hayseed "Yes, I 6eed 'em gallavantin' around." "Well, it's an actual fact, them people brought toothbrushes with 'em, jest as if we was Buch savages out here a not to have Bich a simple thing aa a toothbrush in the house." In tti French Class. Harper's Bmr. "Johnny, what's the meaning of je ne s&is pasr "I don't know." 'Then so back to your desk and study till you I do know."

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