Indiana State Sentinel, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 January 1892 — Page 12

12 THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, WEDNESDAY MOKNING. JANUARY 27. 18Ü2 TWELVE

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Or, fl SPLENDID EGOTIST. A STORY BY J BAN NETTE H. WALWORTH,

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ic author of ''That Girl From Texas," "The Bar Sinister," "Tho New Man at Bossmere," etc.

CHAPTER XII. Three of the five females whose mission in lifo it waa, according to Dolly Chiltern, to held him well in leash, were Bitting upon the eastern veranda of the country Louse to which that young gentleman had recently invited hia friend the sculptor "With such cordial insistence. They were Mrs. Chilern and her two unmarried sisters, the Mies Patterson. The other two guardians of Dolly's morals nd manners were engaged elsewhere just then, laboring over the entertainment of & rather crude lot of girls, whom they were trying to inteiest in old world photographs in the absence of new-world beaux. The female eex was always unduly prominent in Mrs. Chiltern'a gatherings, yot that the men were purposely excluded, but Chilternhurst was not a popular house with Dolly's town friends. They liked him best at the club, or in his rooms, r on the mail. There was a certain unconscious austerity about Mr.-. Chiltern that inspired them with awe. lhis, added to the avowed prejudice of all five of Dolly'a traardiar.s to the uo of tobacco, even in its respectable forms, conspired to multiply the excuses aud the regrets of the invited men. This season Dolly's sisters found bitter cau.-e cf complaint against him for Iiis uubiuf hin? tendency to devote himself to one particular girl. It made the others 41 loa 1 to carry. No one could have felt the slightest hesitancy in deciding which of the three women on the veranda was Dolly's mother. All three were pimilarly engaged at that moment with ballä of worsted and hi? ivory crochet-needles, the only d ilVrence being that one ball of worsted was red, another yellow, the third 1-lue. The morning wts bright, the pkiea overhead were blue. The spots of vivid co'mr out on the eloping lawn showed that the dahlias and geraniums were doing all that could bo required of them; and, a! art from the chronic consideration of Dolly's future, life was an altocether pleasant and placid aCair for the ladies of Chilternhurst. Dolly's mother was tall and elender, and having cone permanently into mourning on the decease of Dolly'a father, there was a sort of statelinesa about her that was quite impressive. She was a seriouslooking matron, with a shrewd eye and a fiim mouth, to say nothing of her nose, which was of the type which goes much farther toward establishing its possessor's claim to dignity than volumes of verbal testimony to that factShe had just finished reading a letter aloud to her sipter, and wa3 debating whether eh should call across the lawn to Dody and convey its contents to him immediately. lie was in full view of thein, just ontha other side of the tennis court. His long lezz were Btretched comfortably on the vivid close-clipped grais, his bright tenU id-cap reposed, with his head inside of it,, moveleesly against the red arm of an iron lwn-seat. His arms were folded across Iiis broad, full chest. Above him nat Jeanne Lenox, her face entirety hidd-.-ii from view by a hue ntraw hat-brim. There was an open book in her lap, and the presumption was that she was reaiinz Dolly to sleep, or had already done so, pa motionless was the loug, lithe body on the grrafs at her feet. "I think I wouldn't disturb them," said JUs I-!m:Iy Patterson, laying down a Fhapelt-M inas of wcol-work, to glance rcros at Doby. "They look very comfortable, und luncheon will soon bo rea ly." iiss Emily Patterson had an embodied echo in her si.-ter. Miss Maria Patterson, eo it was only necessary to Eecure the opinion cf one to grasp the convictions of tho other. (Doily was much given to this port of condensation. ) Miss Maria echoed promptly on this occasion: "Yes, luncheon will soon be ready, and th'v do look po cosy, you know, that I think tfiat I wouldn't disturb them. No, 2 wouldn't disturb thein." Miss -Maria, indeed all five of Dolly'a pnardians, were fully aware of the condition of his iieart. Nothing could have fitted in better with their own individual tnd aggregate desires. Jeanne Ienox had been fully and frequently discussed in the abstract, and with a view to her fitness for .Adolf dm-. (No one of the five, unless, indeed occaFior.aily his sister Anna, tho youngest of the faroiiv, ever railed him Dolly. Hut then, Anna had always been a trine frivolous.) "Jeanne was a thoroughly well-principled girl." "Jeanne wai bright and practical, while Adolphus was inclined to be run away vith by his enthusiasms. She would be en admirable check on him." Jeanne moved in his own circle, and there would be no clashing of social interests." "Jeanne was the handsomest girl in Jsew York, and Adolphus was euch an Bdorer of beauty." 'Jeanne waa the best-dreseed girl at tiny gathering and Adoiphus was so fastidious." Plainly there could be but one poseible iew of this matter, and now that it was jTogressing so smoothly before their very tyes, the five good souls which had but one thought between them all were thoroughly well content with the way "the ftCair" was progressing. In Epita of his slumberous attitude I)olly was himself pondering the same subject at that moment. It made hi3 Iieart throb so vigorously that he verily believed Jeanne could have seen it if she lud only let her eyes wander from the book on her lap to the front of his white fnerino shirt. ft "Impatience pot tho better of his nervousness presently; of course it was an lawfully presumptuous thing he was about t do. J'.ut why not put it to the test at enre and win or lose it all? lie yawned politely and purposely. Jeanne's soft droning, that had engJested Lees in v buckwheat patch to oüy's irreverent imagination, immediately ceased. She closed the book with a Snap. "You are trying," phe said crisply. "I waste my time in daily Torts to raise j-ou to the mental pitch of enjoying 'Luche,' and all my reward is a succession of linbluehing vawns." "I am tired," eaid Dolly, humbly. "You rave me an awful tussle for that game. U'wo such victories would about do me up." "It was a elope game," paid Jeanne, plancin proudly toward the deserted tennis-court, "but I don't mean yon shall .avj uy mora victories of any sort. I

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am a little out of practice as yet. As you are tired of my reading, shall we go to the house? But I must say you might be willing to epend one little half-hour of each day improving your mind." "I haven't got any mind to improve. It's a sheer waste of time and goodnees on your part. No, don't go to the house just yet, please. I haven't shown you that glimpse of the river which I consider bo particularly fine. This way, please." II had sprung nimbly tö his feet at the first hint of her intention to go back to the house. Jeanne was willing enough to follow his guidance along the narrow pathway which soon hid them from the women on the veranda. It seemed a eh ame to waste such hours under a roof. Then approving smiles were bestowed impartially upon Dolly's broad back and the blue flannel basque of Jeanne's Tuxedo tennis suit, before they were ingulied in the thick greenery that bordered the ten nis court. "Now, then, isn't that worth the walk? And here's a seat all waiting tor you." Dolly had brought her far away from the eyes on the veranda. He knew that they were all fixed on him, and whether they could hear his words or not, it was almost like asking Jeanne to marry him in full family conclave. Jeanne was quite as enthusiastic over the landscape he loved as his heart could desire. Chilternhurst overlooked the" Hudson. In Mr. Chiltern's day i: had been one cf the show places of the country, and although, since his day, under the feebler rule of his wife, it may have lost some o! its smartness, nothing could ever rob it of its (rod-given beauties. In Ion;, clear stretches, far below the wooded height which Dolly had brought her to, Jeanne saw the shining river. Just below, yonder, spread the Tappan Zee, like a glittering armlet of the 6ea; across, on the other side, were the wooded hills, growing blue and hazy in the distance. Below were whits sails, drifting lazily hither and thither. Jeanne eat with her littie hands folded in her lap, drinking it all in, in silent enjoyment. Dolly htood leaning against the tree which helped support the bench she was sitting on. He wished ho could recall gome of tho many formulas he had prepared for this identical emergency. It seemed to him that he had been laboring all his life to ask Jeanne Lenox to become his wife, so far with very meagre success. He could not think of a word that did not sound like "infernal nonsense." There w as a rush and a whirr. An express traiu dashed into and out of sight there below them on the track, laid close by the water's edge. JeannV ßtarted as if from sleep. "That spoils it all," she said, almost crosslv. "I waa imagining the most lovely things." "So was I," said Dolly, with an awkward earnestness that made Jeanne push her big straw hat far back on her head, so that ehe could look up at him inquiringly. "But it all must be so perfectly familiar to you. lou ve been seeing it this way everv summer of your life." "Not iu this way." She dropped her eyes before something unmistakable she saw in his. Could it be possible that the fooiifrb boy was going to efoil her nice country visit by getting sentimental? He just shouldn't. That was all there was to it. "Not this way? Uh, I remember, Mrs. Chiltern told me she had been cutting out pome fresh vistas. What is that delicious little old stone houee, there, at the water's edae, with the red vines and the gray mo-ses running all over it?" "Mother calls it her boat-house. 1 call it the tramp's summer resort. Generally half-a-dozen of them lodgo there every night," says Dolly, sulkily. "On beds?'' "No, I guess not." "Poor things 1" "Who?" Dolly laughed nervously. He was perfectly conscious that she was making talk ; but wasn't that rather a favorable sign? "The tramps," paid Jeanne, tenderly. "I do feel so sorry for them. Every man's hand against them, don't you know." A shrill human whistle came to them from somewhere in the rear of the bench Jeanne was sitting upon. She sprang up with a scream. "What is it? Snakes?" Dolly was all concern. "No. 1 thought how do yon know that wasn't one of those horrid wretches?" "Which horrid wretches?" Dolly asked, ungrammatically. "Tramps! Didn't you say the place teemed with them?" "I think not. And if I did, there are eight or nine gardeners always in some part of the grounds. You are perfectly safe here in daytime, and oh, Miss Lenox -I wish" Jeanne glanced around her furtively. The whistling, which had at first sounded so piercingly close at hand, was etill distinctly audible, but it came to them Bomewhat softened now by distance. She rose and motioned to pick up "Lucile," which had fallen under the bench. She would see to it, she said to herself angrily, that they were not left alone again as long as she was here. The silly, sidy boy 1 She held out her hand for tho book. Dolly took hand and book both into firm but gentle possession. "Wont you let me tell you what I wish? ho asked. air t . i suppose you wisn i wasn t such a coward. But I am. Papa eays I am ready to go into hysterics at sight of a mouse. Florence that's bit maid I wouldn't bring her out here because she would have spoiled my visit. She is a tyrant. I hate her. She is one of the things I am most afraid of in this world. f ä ! At . m un, meres no ena oi tnings mat i am afraid of. I'm sorry, but our nice walk is all spoiled. And I'm dreadfully hungry, too." Dolly listened to her in amazement. "When ever before had he known her to give such loose rein to her tongue? Then tho light of a new-born intelligence dawned in his face. Perhaps he was one of the things she was afraid of. He was a brute to try to take advantago of her in this fashion. He released hand and book gently. He wished he could put all his contrition into words. He dropped quietly into place by her Bide and was about to enter into a comprehensive dissertation on the habits and habitat of the genus tramp, when that disturbing whistle sounded so directly in the path behind him that he wheeled suddenly, angrily-minded to put a stop to this impertinence. Some laurel bushes parted on one side the narrow path. A man's hat came into view, then his shoulders, and in a second more Randal! Mackaye was lifting his hat to Miss Lenox, while shaking Dolly by the hand with the most effusive pleasure. "Mrs. Chiltern was kind enough to give

me permission to hnnt you up. I was to tell you luncheon had been waiting an eternity." Dolly went through the ceremony of introducing his friend to Miss Lenox. "I have met Mr. Mackaye before several times," said Jeanne; "in fact, we are quite old friends." And she put a fluttering little hand into Kand all's. It was calmly enough said, but Dolly wondered a little why he had not known it before and why Avas Jeanne dropping her eyes and blushing eo furiously? Jeanne had taken position between the

two men, and the three were moving to- C ward the house. Dolly was conscious of a certain lack of inward cordiality in his reception oi his guest, which ho was generously minded to do away with. Ho leaned forward tosav, across Jeanne's big hat: "It was real good of yoa to come, Mackaye, busy man as you are. Mother told me ehe had written you herself, but I hadn't heard the result." "No. I found Mrs. Chiltern with my i note in her lap. 1 followed her out on an earlier train than I had named." "That accounts for my ignorance. I would have met you at the tram." The last remnant of stiffness dissolved in a sudden burst of gay laughter that bubbled straight up from Dolly's light heart. -Miss Lenox, may I tell him" "Tell him what?" Jeanne asked, look ing him threateningly in the eyes. "How he inghtened you. "You are a foolish boy and I am coiner to tell your mother, your two aunts, and your two sisters on you." Jeanne had discovered Adolphus sore ppot and pressed it with true feminine malice. "How was I eo unfortunate as to frighten Miss Lenox?" Randall asked. modulating his voice to a tone of personal inquiry. He could not see her face for the big hat that shaded it, but he was looking down upon the full, white throat left bare by the low, rolling collar of her tennis suit, and he could see its agitated swell. Whatever that bandaome boy on the other side of her had been saying to her, as they sat there overlooking his ancestral acres, Jeanne, his little Jeanne, who had given him her heart entirely unasked, was true to him so far. Thus the egotiet to himself. "You did not frighten rhe at all." eaid Jeanne, with uncalled for asperity. "We had been talking about tramps and things and your whistling sounded startlinly near at first, then it died away, and then it came nearer." "Yes." said Randall, "it took me quito a little while to find you. Y'our paths are really labyrinthine, Chiltern." slightly einuous. I believe, as a rule. there is a crookedness in a gardener's perceptions of the beautiful, which, fortunately, is not shared by everybody." lie answered at random. He was troubled by a vague unrest. Something mystified him. hy had Jeanne s mood changed so suddenly from the most de lightful appreciation of all the pleasant things about her to an exasperating touchiness which he did not know how to meet' And what was there lacking in Mackaye's manner toward Jeanne, which he, Dolly, found so irritating? Was it a lack of reverence ? Dolly was not good at conundrums. lie gave this one up presently, with a sharp mental reprimand of himself. He was all out of kilter because his wooing of Jeanne had gone awry. Mackaye was all right. Jeanne was all right The beam waa in his own eye. And Jeanne Lenox? Ignorant, blind Jeanne Lenox walked house ward between the two men, timidly reverencing Randall Mackayo and rejoicing over his advent, while fur Adolphus Chiltern she could find nothing in her heart but a repetition of her resolve that her "visit should not be spoiled by that foolish, foolish boy." CHAPTER XIII. Tho room that Randall Mackaye occupied on that sultry June night presented a curious contrast to the one which was then sheltering Marianne, his wife. Randall's was a big square upper chamber, selected for him by Mrs. Chiltern and the girls, "on account of the charming views to be seen from any one of its windows." Its ceiling waa lofty and its windows were generous. From heavy gilt cornices embroidered curtains of the finest muslin swayed in the night breeze. All around him pale-blue damask upholstery invited to repose. Across the foot of his bed a white-silk eider-down quilt lay folded. There were brackets full of new books on his table, and low-hung pictures challenged hi3 criticism or admiration at every turn. Thero wa3no possibility of ennui.unless, indeed, the occupant of this goodly apartment had long been satiated with luxury, which was not the case with Randall Mackaye. He had never yet hrul his proper share of this soit of thine, ho thought. He placed one of the big blue chairs in front of one of the generous windows, whero. he could look out upon a moonflooded world a quiet, noiseless, clean world; where the Boft rustle of innumerable leaves, and the sleepy twitter of a disturbed nestling close by, fell soothingly on ears fresh from the unholy rattle of the etony city. He had some hard thinking to do that night; some thinking on a subject of considerable importance. He had promised to evolve an entirely original plan for a lawn party, which Mrs. Chiltern and "the girls had suddenly agreed upon at the dinner-table as "something to do." "We want our garden te a to be some thing altogether unique, Mr. Mackaye," Dolly's youngest sister had said, with nervously clasped .hands. "Do think up something for us. I know jour artistic intuitions will suggest something no one ever dreamed oi betöre. And the oracle had promised to deliver itself the next morning at the breakfasttable. His "artistic intuitions" suggested to him, as he sat there with his arms folded on the window-sill, looking for inspiration. now at the blue-black vault of the sky over him, with its far-ecattered starst now at the silvery reaches of the Hudson, seen through lapses in the thick trees, that he could evolve better if he only dared smoke a cigarette in that pure, virginal apart ment ; but he did not dare. Dolly had escorted him as far as the ptables after dinner, with a lauahinor apology and some half-vexed protests against "a woman's prejudice multiplied by five." There, out of sight and sound of the house, they had smoked their cigars in peace, and then they had walked slowly back to tne nouse, trusting to delibera tion and the open air to eecrre them against detection. In spito of this slight sacrifice to a "woman s prejudice, this, his first even ing at Chilternhurst, had been a thorough ly enjovable one. Women with soft, cultured voices daintily garbed women, who exhaled suggestions of luxury and good breeding had surrounded him on the vine-clad veranda, plying him with charmingly ignorant questions touching his art, which was to them so awe-inspiring. They made him the central object of cndles little at tentions, and sjoke sweetly of his crowing fame and his brilliant future. It flattered him and soothed a certain inward smart which was ever present with him. It all came back to him as he sat there trying to think up eomething absolutely original for the Chiltern garden party. But the pretty prattle of Mrs. Chiltern's girl guest", divested of theu own charm ing personality, sounded weil and empty.

"With a sudden wrench memory forced him backward to the last visit he had paid to one of these luxuriant country homes, and that disastrous talk with Marianne when he go: home. "It was an accursed display of bad temper on her part. I would like to stop thinking of her altogether. She has spoiled my past for me ; she shall not spoil the present, nor the future." He sprang to his feet with such impetuosity as to send Mrs. Chiltern's blue damask arm chair rolling away from him on it3 smooth castors.

"After all" he was disrobing for bed Dollr has trotten together a deucedly vapid set of women. If Marianne had a better temper and knew how to dress her self, I wouldn't be ashamed of her among the best of them. It was not until after bis first nap, when he awoke feeling chilly and had drawn the eilken coverlet op over him, that his mind again reverted to the garden party, which he was expected to' map out on a plan altogether novel by breaklast time the next morning. By breakfast-time the next morning. not that leisurely, come-when-you-please meal which was such a charming exception to Mrs. Chiltern's otherwise rather rigid code, but by the half-past 7 o'clock breakfast hour which holds good among the working bees in this big human hivo of ours, and which waa always clamorously announced by a half-grown bell in Marianne 8 lodging house, she had already made neat the small room where she had taken refuge, and was at work with her brush. The clamorous bell had no claims to her attention. " She was only a lodeer a quiet, f oft-voiced lodger, who came in and went out with square packages done up in light-yellow paper, which everybody who knew anything at all about her knew to be pictures going to the paint shop, but whom nobody questioned. When or how or on wnat ene susiaineu me no one but herself knew or cared. Sho knew as little, in her turn, about the other human beings under the same roof with her. She knew that her landlady was a fashionable dressmaker, with no end of people of her own sisters and nephews and neices, all in some sort of business which fully occupied them. 1 hat was what she liked about tins house. There were no boarding-house gossips to be prying into her life; no one to come and sit awhile in the little room under the roof, at tho back of the house, to which she climbed laboriously after every exit, and ior which ehe paid the moderate sum of S4 per week. She could have wished that the one window was larger, and tho outlook more inspiring. But 6he was not exacting of fate. There was a good deal she would have liked to have dill'erent. Those mammoth yellow letters, in which the virtues of caetoria were permanently pet lorth against a trusty black surface, were trials to the llesh, from which ehe was only partially exempt when the huge yellow letters grew dim under the shadows of the nitzht, but the towering brick houses still encircled and stifled her. There was tho low, fiat tin roof, to which she could escape through tfie trapdoor when life became absolutely insupportable in her etuffy little rooui. And the moon, which on that night gave to Randall Mackaye soft, silvery reaches of the Hudson river, and white, gleaming, rustling poplar leaves, gave to her the clustered roofs and the heavenwardpointed steeples of the sweltering city. She was glad that no one of the landlady's big family ever cared to climb to the roof. It was her domain, and many an hour she paced from cornice to rear with nothing but the sUr-lit heavens over her, witn the roar of the city coming to her in agubdued mnrmur, asking herself insistently over and over again it she had done the right thing by her husband, and always always came back the answer evolved from a pure heart and a clear conscience: "Yes. If I stood in the way of his God-given talents I should have stepped aside and left him unhampered. A year will tell whether or not he needs me. lie said I hampered him." It was this absolute and habitual isolation from Bocial claims which perhaps made Marianne turn with a start of almost rude surprise at the somewhat gusty entrance of her landlady, toward dusk of the next day. "I'm eo glad to find you in, Mrs. Fawcett; you won't mind my sitting down. I'm all out of breath, and all out of temper, too. How perfectly lovely your room does look!" Marianne smiled patiently. She did not share the good woman's enthusiasm over her retreat, but as 6he had been tenderly ministered to by this panting creature.'in a short but acute visitation of pain, her feelings were altogether kindly. "Can I do anything for you, Mrs. Roper?" she asked politely, laying down the book Bhe was reading. MYou can. I'm in a peck of trouble. Read that, will you?" Mrs. Roper's manner was emphatic. She laid a crumpled telegram in Marianne's lap. The telegram stated peremptorily that Mrs. Roper must hold herself in readiness to preparo a costume at two days' notice, for a garden party, at which the wearer was to represent mountain laurel. She must design it at once, and the young lady would be in the next morning to be fitted. The telegram was signed "Jeanne Lenox." Marianne read it And laid it back ' in Mrs. Roper's lap. She was at a loss to understand the consternation it had created. "Well !" Mrs. Roper twisted the unoffending bit of paper viciously about in her fingers. "As if I knew anything on earth about laurel mountain " "Mountain laurel," Marianne eaid, put ting her right botanically. "And my designer off on her vacation!" Then why don't you telegraph back that you can't do it?" "Can't do it ! Did you see the signature ?" "Yes. 1 saw it waa signed Jeanne Lenox." "And that stands for several thousand dollars every year to me. I must do it. If she was to come here tomorrow and find I hadn't even made a stacker at it, do you know what 6he would do?" "I haven't the remotest idea," Faid Marianne, inwardly wondering why this perplexed soul should have selected her as a depository of her anxieties. "Why she would simply walk over to Greenleaf, and I should be ruined. She is a nice girl when everything goes to euit her; but my! she is pugnacious when it don't. She's spoilt, you see. Only child. Father no end of money. French maid, all claws and eyes, for trainer." "Poor child ! 1 am eorrv for her. I expect " Mrs. Roper interrupted her savagelv: "You will be sorry for me this . time tomorrow if that laurel mountain dress isn't designed. What do I know about laurels and mountains? me that never slept a night out of New Y'ork City, ex cept when I was on the other side buying goods in Paris? Dear Mrs. Fawcett! With the most sudden transition from white heat to beseeching humility Mrs. Roper clasped her thin, workworn hands and looked at Marianne with a great longin? in her faded eyes. "You do paint so beautifully. Such lovely fruit and flower pieces! I declare your lemons put my teeth on edge, and I always feel like biting your watermelons." Marianne return ! thanks politely for this unstinted praise. Mrs. Koper re sumed breathlesslv: "And you must have seen this laurel nonsense some time in your life. Wouldn't you, oh, wouldn't you, my dear , Jure. lawcett? I know it 1 a step down.

artistically speaking but if you only would design Miss Lenox's costume for me!" "But the yoking lady might not like my design. It is sore not to be conventional." "Precisely! Exactly! You couldn't have said a better thing. Just design something entirely unlike anything that ever was heard of before, aid Miss Lenox will go wild with delight. Oh, I will pay you anything you ask that is provided, of course anything i a reason." "I shan't ask you anythirar." said Marianne, curtly. "This is not in'my line of work: but you have bee's very good to me, and if I can save a valuable customer to you I shall be glad to do nt." "You are an angel. I always knew you were. Valuable I should say she was. Miss Lenox is worth a clear ive thousand a year to me, and I will never, never allow my designer to leave my tside again, no " most emphatically "nöl; unless it is to attend her own funeral." Mrs. Roper went down stairs with her heart lightened of an immen se load, and Marianne laid aside her boot: to design a costume for Jeanno.Lenox lvhich should unmistakably and in every detail suggest the delicate beauty of the mountain laurel. "That was an inspiration of yours," paid Jeanne Lenox, turning to Randall with glowing cheeks and bright eyes. "Now if Koper only has the eense to execute it properly! Oh, we are so char med !" Pretty much the same thinsr had been paid to him by Mrs. Chiltern, her two sisters, her two daughters, and five other girls. His inspiration had ban the suggestion that each table set upon Mrs. Chiltern's lawn should stand for a certain flower; and from the gay canopy which sheltered it, down to the costuming of the guests who sat at it, the supremacy of the emblem was to be observed. The idea was declared to be altogether perfect, and the hours of preparation flew on winged feet. Jeanne had even gone the length of securing a little private advice from tho hero of the day. "You know pink is adorably becoming to me," she said, lifting bright, anxions eyes to his face. "Then why not be mountain laurel?" he had returned, promptly. "That is an inspiration," Jeanne had said, rapturously, before zushing off to

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JL This Machine is fully warranted and money will be refunded 3, same as No. 4, except with two drawers instead of four, will SENTINEL one year lor . $16.00.

POINTS OF SUPERIORITY. INDIANAPOLIS SENTINEL, SEWING MKCHINE Haa the latest design of bent woodwork, with skeleton drawer cases, made in both walnut and oak, highly finished and the most durable made. The Btand is rigid and etronjr, having brace from over each end of treadle rod to table, has a large balance wheel with belt replacer, a very easy motion of treadle. The head ia free of plate tentions, the machine is bo set that without any change of upper or lower tension you can eew irom No. 40 to No. 150 thread, and by a very flight change of disc tension on face plate, you can eew from the coarsest to the finest thread. It has a self-eetting needle and looe pulley device on hand wheel for winding bobbins without running the machine. It is adjustable in all ita bearines and has loss springs than any other eewing machine on the market. It is the quickest to thread, being self-threading, except tne eye of needle. It is the easiest machine in cnanging length of stitch, and ia very quiet and easy running.

Address all orders to THE SENTINEL, Indianapolis, Ind. P. S This Machine is shipped direct from the manufactory to the purchaser, saving all middle men's profits.

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Castoria is Dr. Samuel Pitcher's prescription for Infants and Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Xarcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute for raresoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor Oil. It is Pleasant. Its guarantco is thirty years' uso by Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys "Worms aud allays feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd, cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves taethlng troubles, cures constipation and flatulency, Castoria assimilates tho food, regulates tho stomach and bowels, giving healthy aud natural sleep. Cas toria is tho Children's Panacea tho Mother's Friend

Castoria. Oaetorta la an excellent medicine for children. Kother have repeatedly told me of ita good affect upon their chi Urea." Da. Q. C. Ojoood, LowlII, ilfton. " Oaatoria U the best remedy for children of which I ara acquainted. I hojc the day is not far distant when mothers will consider the real interest of their children, and use Castoria instead of tho yarious quack nostrums which are do$troying their loved ones, by forcing opium, morphin, soothing gyrup and other hurtful amenta down their throats, thereby sending ktoza to premature graves.'" Ds J. F. KncriELOB, Conway, Ark. The Centaur Company, TT JAPANESE mil A guaranteed cure for Pile, of whaterpr kinl or decree External, Internal, blind or Blecditiit. Itohinp, i Lronic, Ke -ent or liertditary. This Rem dy hat positively never boen known to fail. Si a box, six boxe for ?."; tent br mail prepaid on rrcf ipt on price. A written guarantee positively given to each purehar of six boxe, when purcha-ed at one time, to refund tbe Sj iaid if not cured. Guarantee iueil by F. Will Pantzer, Hates Houns Pharmacy. 54 W. Washington-it., and corner East and Lincoln Lane, ndianapoiU, Ind. Samples free. CURE FITS! When I say core I do not meaa merely to stop them for a time and then have them return again. I mean a radical cur. I hare made the d.sease of FITS, EPILEPSY or FALXJXU SICKNESS a life-long study. I warrant my remedy to enre the worst cases. Because others have failed is co reason for not now receiving a cure. Send at orce for a treatise and a Free Bottle of my infallible remedy. Give Express and Post Office. II. C. KOOT, 31. C, 183 Pearl St., Jf. Y. LOIIG'S FERROPHOSPHIfiE Tfc flmt HEX EDI ow of tatT yrjLT. Utvrs lumtai.tr ntn-iicth and U"r. A-k 1 mir it for yrrt bf the Uormotii of l iah. CuirntOMt tn p.- aTI f .rmm of KtTTous Wknriw, Etnlttions. Sjrmatnr.nl lau noot!n-r. fio rura, jut wii'utt, BnsMsaAi tm s T 1 I t-r mu iDf eiu-enor r-nta . k.k aft km. oy rui, prrt a. ful foil ft&d tL e- Taken from Life. 'rtie for .aiuMet. Address all T UJI I DÄUT7C0 Oner&l Aeent, orders to ! In Li. rK.1 1 a.LnXndianapoUs,Iiu!L JVertou Jebility, lt Jlanhiiod, I m fxl4T Ii--. Un U r iH-irlopnirnl, Hltlney fend IUaller li ortirr, ijtiu St eat. Varicocele aud all disease brou'rlit on hv Imprudence or neclect. Without Ntomarh Jlrdicine. Has never failed In ten years. Illustrative Treatise fr-e, sent acalcd. Address, WARSTON REVE0YCO.19PmPu:E NeäYwk.N Y. MACHINE want of a First-Class THE' SENTINEL has made your wants. One One One One One One. One One One One One One Ruffler, with Set of 4 l'late Hinder, Treseer Foot, Hemmer and

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Castoria. " Cistor5a is so well adnpted toctfidpea thai I rvcommend it as superior to&cyprescriptloo known to me." II. A. ARcnsa, IL D., Ill So. Oxford Drooklyn, 2. T. " Our physicians in '-16 children's department bavd sioken hig'ly of their evperience in their outside practice with Castoria, and although we only have among our mediotj supplies what is known as repular producta, yet we are free to coufeas that the menid of C& tori lias won us to look with favor upon it." Umtcd HorrriL and DispzicaAST. Allen C. Smith, Pres., Murray Street, JTew York City. FAT FOLKS REDUCED. Mn Alir" Map!. Oregon. Mo., ears: "My eisht w SJS !ls.; now it in 1 if".. areduotion of Ua lbs., and 1 feel so mut-h bepr tuat 1 would not tük tl .." and be put bark where I u. I am both stirpris"! and pronil of tbe cbanpe. 1 recommend your trc:trinit to a 1 F!i!T"ivr from ol.ei'y. 4U niwnr a'l i niiiri whn tTr.T 1-nHne1 f-r reply. . PATIENTS TREATED BY MAIL. No ttarrmR. no incunvnii nee, bnntile and no bad eifert". Strirtly eor tMeritinl. I or circular and tesT'rmmtnl rif I or p r- writ h Po. in .liimt. Dr.O.W. F. SNYDER, McVickefslhejtfre, Chicago, IIL A Telegraph Operator's "Work is I'leasant! Pays (rood wazes and lea Is to the bife'het positions We teach it juickly and guaranty situations. Laiiroads ara very buy. Operators ara la .1 ... 4 l - I.-.-ffiiir 'f?y T?.j-5 more orders than we can fill. X t".--. . Writ for Circulars. Ylettia es Ccnool of Telegraphy, Janesville, Wis CklcheMer's Fug! Lb Diamond RraaA. rafäYROYAL PILLS Ortr1al aad Only Qcwatne. ii. aiwin rriii.uio. loi Irarit for OkiVawferi FMdu nooiaerh jtum aroi tut iu;tum and Imuttvn. At i)rmgu, crncA4cV In tmr. fr parttovJara, uaiofilala axil Holier rr t.matr '." Uur. bf ret ana OlractrrCkeaiieaiaaalli Seilt i Local imtgjuu. i'k! qaaawl a,. I K u I A rra n R OF. DI Er FEN SACK'S SSSI J2t eCSf tor If P'lit. riBYOSS pisnt-AQiD a old mm. ii 'i iEli&ST TBS&9U m füilO. Ysa a Btnr tTCHACi r .-- tsTins. so csciaj v'Vyj i aim i ua u.iftKfUiaiitii,1"""ti.y r.il.vai n, onltuM in M hoars. TAIBTT OB 0:!AHC;aTtT,t'ik"iand p.rmnenW cor. in l.iidnT.. Udaa traausaot on trial bj tciirn oaii rör ei. (Iriiu Om. TMS PERU DRUG CO.. Soleas ftIieU.& 1 83 W;$.ST..MItASlE.tlJ. i prTli;t! fan. A cure cure for Emissions. Ijnst Mviboud, Kt lu4S PcMllty, Varicocele, etc. A.i!rt 38, witn rfarnp, L & l'ratkliu, Allele Lvaler, Marshall, XliU

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ATTACH MENTS Accompanying Each, r.lachina ARE AS FOLLOWS:

Shirrer Tlate, Hemmers, Feller, 1 Attachments In bracket are all interchangeable into hub on prosser bar. Fix Bobbin, Seren Needles, One Iarge S-rew Driver, One Small Screw Driver, One Wrench, One Instruction Book.

Every Machine is fully warranted for fivo years. Any part proving defective will be rep!a6ed free of charge, except ing needles, bobbins and ehuUlcs.