Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 6, Number 5, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 July 1875 — Page 2

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A PAPER FOR THE

coub: MARRIAGE VO&CX,

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Two or ltoe« l|UJgbswh*n Twor throe wtnk* witkafclnd of aleerj^ Two or fhre£ frowns if be tries to caress, Two or three "iiow don't yoo rumple my drsts f* Two or three "Ah! wicked man, so awjjj'l Two or three times If you want him tortay, Two or throe smile* to wheedle him on, Two or three time# to an lee

cream

saloon

Two or three "Noes" if invited—*nd then, Two or tbrej biota, meaning "Ask 9*e Two or^e'tigbi and a little heigh-ho! Two or three pat* nhcn conaenMngtega

three carriage rides,Jost

Two or three hogs in a lonely retreat Two or three «coldlnga, and when that is Two orlbm kisses, though asked for but one Two or three billet doax, "Dearest," and then Two or three quarrel*, and make up again Two or three time# to a church or a ball. Two or three "Peel rather timid, that's all Two or three blushes, and hang down the head, Two or three times when requested to wed Two or tiirev "Noes 1" and then "Yes, dearest love!" •:,« Two or three days be as fond as adore Two or three times, thfcn, refuse to obey Two or three weeks after have your own wfty Two or three months, if yon follow this oo arse, Two or three times yoo may wed and di« vorce. —{Philadelphia Sunday Times.

sBEFORE I DIE.

BT MARY HAirrWKtA,

(Aothor of "a Woman in Armor.") CHAPTER V, THE ST0IIY OP FYSCHE. Jacqueline spent the day sitting on a rug with books spread in her lap and books piled around her. Behold, here was another new world I but its vistas wore not as fascinating to her mind as tboso she had dimly seen in art.

She was utterly without education, in the popular meaning of that word. To judge her by the standard which you apply to a home-bred girl would be unjust. She had caught a month's schooling now and then when the aircus was winter-bound she could read, but was not an omnivorous reader she could, moreover, write a great, marked hand, and talk by the hour in the French which she acquired from various foreign fellow-rovers perhaps she bad as clear a vision of the lesser sciences as the majority of school girls of her age. But her principal masters had been ringmasters—her "scales," learning to balance herself ovenly or risk breaking her nock—-her instruction in "deportment," dodging the circus proprietor when he was'drunk or out o? humor. Lacking lawgivers, abo becarao a law unto herself. Jjifo in the arena blunted her delicacy, but sharpened her mother-wit. Her code of morals might bo simply expressed in her own words: "If I keep a-

thinking right I shan't act wrong!" uverse of sys md the centric und the elliptical orbit and do not comets often approach nearer the sun than oven the worlds whom thoir untrained freaks astonish

In tho universe of souls, as well ns in the universe of systems, God mado both the comet and the planet both the eo-

Tho books she chose from tho sculptor's collection woro nearly all condemned by her. She oven cast some powerful novels aside with contempt on her round features, and suifled at them like Cupid acting as reviower. Tho marvolous in history, the quaint and the very old books, were pleasing to her. But sho particularly assimilated works on sculpture or ou branches of art olosely ocniientod with that and not a few rules and hints did she make her quick mind master of before the day was spent. Sho wanted to know how Mr. Charlie did it indi-od adesiro was alroady born in her eoul to scrape plaster into living shapes herself! when the air grew too dusk for her to soo any longer, site sat still with her cheek on her flat iii almost breath loss revery. The first star was very discernible very far up before it caught her attention, but she finally turned and saw It between two stained panes In tho window, and scampered up in all eagerness to outer the studio again. 1 lam hard let her into the darkening room his window-shades were drawn up high, but theheavena had only muddy air to pour in. The crimson curtains were opened also, but tlio day woman and her pedestal were not within their shrine tho truok supporting her Was in the center of the lloor, ana Bernhardt folded his arms opposite, regarding his day's work very gloomily. lie was tired and dispirited. One of those fits of uttor defection had come over htm which often jaundioe the sight of ardent but physically unsound workers. He asked himself with bitter tear and self-distrust if he had not, after all, mistaken his calling. Mere mon^y-wo-cett was mean in his eyes lie was not aiming gt that he had all the money he needed for bis manner of lite, earned by his mipor efforts and some public oominUatons. But he groaned to give the principal thought In his mind a worthy outward expression, and Alt certain larndtkmbtum far more piteous than the dn mbndss of the tongue.

Putting himself out of the character of sculptor, and sianding^before his attempt aim ply as Bernhardt, he made himself search his history fur his first Impulses after Art. to see if hU birthriant were sufficiently plain. But, even admitting that the bent of such genius as he had was In this direction, might he not be one of those many wretches with inclination, hut no power of one of the million bode when one perfect globe of fruit is formed?

achieving? which nil

in peculiarly it the mercy of that jw®#* sickness for heaven which we call des-

poadencv. Jacqueline leaned on the chair and smoothed bis nerveless right ""You look sorro^uL remarked "and «§f lo» rt|from|ll than she did this morning

Does she askjdtbeienjplor ftlck*

l*Wes.

How absurd for him to be piling and inlnwntiuiter dorimr these days when

aha his

ST be messWhat a

ping plaster during these 9 breath waa shortening 1 to uring Ms llfa against taMj 1 SJ* fool Since the survival of the fittest is a natural law, he wished many bitter Instants that untoward rircumstanecw had earlier made way with him—eo he oould not have known the pathos of endeavor, and the agony—the agony—of failure!

If men were gods, they would not atnk to weakness. But, if men ware gods, they could not be the sons of women. ana childhood would be lost from tbeeatfttit jscqoeUn* sat down on the floor some dlstanas from Ifeunahardt, and her eyes scintillated at him the dusk.

Are you tired, Mtr. Caritof*1 she inquired with sympathy. ThlmwSy doat you sit down

She teapea from her encampment to diss the arm chair to him, and ran anun to bring him the rtig.

Thank you. Utile on^" aaid Bernhardt, suflteringberto tuck then*under bw feet as be sat down, and to arape hk« crimson gown over tho arms of the chair la manner satisftrtoryto hsmtt It comforted him to botaken oareo? by oven her Mile hands. ^y*teallya*roug men are sometimes reduced to ehildlah weakness, bat men with bodies

But I thtttk She looks prettier.

And you've chaugitt tl^jsbeet and her

Going very close urlhe figure in order to discern its exact outlines, Jacqueline again threw herself down to imitate its attitude, and Barnhardt saw, in spite of the thickening duskiness, that ne had, after all, caught natnre's outlines. He had changed the limbeof his Psyche and given her anew expression and as he now rested, he saw that be bad done it well. He experienced ene of those sudden rebounds py which fine-nerved people fly from despair to elation, and silently smiled at bfs folly in condemning his work immediately after exhausting himself upon it!

Jacqueline came back and satdewn upon the floor beside bim, tilting up an expectant chin on her fist.

Well hinted Jacqueline delicately and pointedly. ... "well," spoke out the sculptor with a strong clear throat from which We husky fogs were rolled. "You want to hear yeur story, do you

So, after considering how to simplify it for his hearer, he Began the mythological tale of Psyche. The room grew quite dark, and the plaster figure was blurred to dull whiteness, yet both fixed their eyes upon her while the scoount went on. Barnhardt's square, pale face was scarcely moved by the slow current of his voice. Footsteps on distant stairs could be heard at intervals, and the roar of the street continuously.

Once upon a time,'' began the sculptor, "In a far-off country there lived a king and queen with three beautiftil daughters. The two elder daughters were speedily married, but the ute of the youngest was greatly bewailed, for she was so beautiful that men feared her, and no prince sought her hand ana when her parents sent to inquire of the Delphic Oracle what should be done with her, the Delphic Oracle replied that they had better take her up on a mountain and throw her down!''

What is the Delphic Oracle?" inquired Jacqueline. An unknown lady whom everybody

reatly fears. In our day," volunteered Jarnhardt, smiling, "she is known as Mrs. Grundy, and when people daro not speak her name at all thoy call her TJtey. Didn't you ever hear oiiThey say!'" "Ob, murmured Jacqueline.

The fame of Psyche's beauty spread far and wide, and Venus, the Goddess of beauty heard it. So stare sent her own son, Cupid, to kill Psyche, lest that perfect mortal should become her rival. But when Cupid saw Psyohe he determined to save her, and she was left upon the mountain alone, and her parents went away crying, and she, in fright and despair, threw herselt down the steep place. Little winds sent by Cupid held her up and carried her, so that she was not dashed to pieces, but came easily to a vallev, where sho found a beautiful palace/'

Jacqueline drew her breath quickly with that delight in the marvolous which make "Beauty and the Beast" and "Clnderolla"so irresistible to youth.

She went through room after room," continued Barnhardt, embellishing his story with a few modern touches, "and found more elegant things than she had ever seen before in hor whole life. The palace was not a great pile of brick and mortar like the block we are in, nor were tbore great banks of shadows in the corners of the saloons, such as you see around us here, but it was built of marble and finished in costly woods and Cloth of gold, and gems which sparkle IS splonaor. In short," said Barnhardt, with another slow smile, "it was a 'palatial resldenco, with all the modern improvements' of that tlmo."

Psyche did not foel alone in this great place, though she saw no one, for she was conscious of kind, invisible beings around her who attended to all her

In the night Cupid cftme to her, and without revealing his name or allowing her to seo him, explained that ho wished to make her his wife. Psyche was at first alarmed by his ontranoe into the palace but when she realised that this unknown friend had saved her life, was even then sheltering ana protecting her, and loved her dearly» consented to marry him.

Now, Psyche's sisters heard in what splendor sho was living, and being of envious dispositions thoy went to visit her, intending to make trouble between hor husband and her. Psyche showed them ail her beautiful house, and in the simplicity of her heart answered all their quMtions, relating how her husband was unable to be with her until eveiv

even his fece! Then these unklud sisters told her that her husband was a monster, and was covered with scales, and that be rolled about sleepily in the bottom of the soa during tne day that this was why he cboac darkness for his time to return home! Psyche bad a loving, simple heart she believed everything which was told her, and, Indeed, the ccnduct of Cupid, who wa* hiding ba domestic arrangements from hls mother Venus, had often perplexed b«r. "The wioked sisters urged Jtayebe to: kill her husband the next time be came, and took their departure, leaving her in great grief and fear.

The next night, therefore. |*sycbe roee up in the darkness determined at least to see if her husband wa the monster which had been pictured to her. While she waa striking Are with which to light the wick of her wax taper, she mailed *11 her Unknown husband's kindness and tenderness to her. Heretofore she had (bond easy to comply with all hla wishes regarding secrecy, for she beUeved be knew best. Where would her life be had be not eaved Itf Whta father and mother forsook her this Iowa took her up. She felt aha could quite forgive him If he were a monger, and she lifted up her taper In trembling hand to get sight of Mafhoa fortlielhw time. Her eyes faetenari npqn him with astonishment and joy! The blooming, bov-like god of love lay befers her with his arms folded, Ida damp carls pi meed the plUow, aad the breath going mjtoy In and out of llpawhim had never giiw bar any but endearing, comforting «oidh His wings were half at reat, and all tbeir downy plumes fluttered Istw air which bent the flame of Psyche's ta-: oer. His quiver of arrow* lay near, and Wycbe ptoked ap wad tried ttoa Mr

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filled with deeper lava for her ceisf lal lord, and drewnear to bond over him andW him with bar A drop of tuber tUted taper Ml his winaa, and

melted wax bomber tilted taper Ml oo his wings, and the god wiaesd violently in his sleep sad awoke to instantly osity had

feee with startled eyes. H# perceived that his wlIWi CurtoeSty at last overcome ber lailli Wm,«*jd that often aa he had counselled nv to wait until It was beat for bim to revaal

himself, she bad stolen up to spy him ont in the night. and and re]

He was very angry, and

back of tfatf bis wing was terrible. Heat

Kfrld ber, and

This foolish and forsaken, but innocent, beautiful, and lovable Psyche— half lying in the dint, half straggling' Upward still—has be«rinmyraiha ever since I long ago learned her story. Sculptors have often brought her fine nut of marble, but they made a happy Fteyche, toying lightly with Cupid they translate her name as Butterfly, rather than as Soul. I have been trying to make her as she looked when she was moat a woman." "And then what inquired Jaoqueline, who was intent on the story. "Did he leave ber and never oome back? What did she do after that?"

She endured many troubles," replied Barnhardt "but Cupid finally returned and forgave her, and, having overcome his mother's jealousy, be took Psyche with him to live among the gods. There are many morals and interpretations drawn from this old story, but let rery one draw his own, I sav.'

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It was good!" commented Jacqueline with a deep breath of satisfaction. She and the sculptor sat silent. A bell, breaking through indistinct noises seemed to sound a summons familiar to Barnhardt's ear.

The waiter has brought up our dinner," he said, rising, and his charge rose also, giving him her hand to be led through the dark studio and darker gallery. A most respectable and whiteaproned black man had arrayed the table in the dining alcove in a most respectable manner, and lighted two burners of a chandelier just over it. That

ft of the marble and wainscoted sahalf concealed by the arch now seemed to stretch away into illimitable shadows, and Jacqueline sat down to her dinner with a dizzy sensation of living in just such a story as the one she had a minute since heard. But her practical sense got the better of sensation and while the respectable black waiter shift-, ed plates and put his dinners through the two or tbree simple, courses ordered she matured a plan in her mind, for the financial demands of which she had abundant capita!. But she ate sedately, aud wisely kept it to herself till the respectable black waiter gathered up his cloth and his salvers departed to the depths of the restaurant below, and Barnhardt sat with a tiny glass in his hand, and a tiny portion of bright liquid in the glass, from whi^h he was hoping to draw more strength day by a

In this auspicious moment, with her protector's kindly smile upon her, Jacqueline bent forward upon eager elbows and'delicately intimated her design, submitting it in all loyalty to the guardian who had other prospects for her. 1 like it here, Mr.Charlio she cried. "And 111 ko to watch you work. Why couldn't I stay a good while, and make enough to pay for my keepin' a-sellin' peanuts and taffy on the street!" ....

CHAPTER VI.

JACQUELINE AS A HOUSEKEEPER. Let a civilized man be cast up wrecked from the sea or spilled from a balloon upon some desert island, and In a short time lie will accommodate himself to his primitive circumstances and enter on an appropriate career. In like manner will a savage coming from shell cutlery and underground huts finally conquer the mysteries of refined existence, and make place for himself among the sons of the land.

Jacquelino followed tho routine of the sculptor's life but a few days before she mastered its machinery, and felt as muck at home as If she nad been born for his companionship. With a woman's fine adaptability, sheauickly conformed her manners to this life and what offended Barnhardt's breeding and gave him food for amusement in the Jacqueline of this week was not to be detected in the Jacqueline of tho next week.

As she loved the spot and fitted herselflnto it, she naturallv groped around to disoover what were her uses therein. Mr. Charlie, to hor discomfiture,quenched ber peanut and taffy plan with ridicule but her active nature was nothing daunted. If she stayed with Barnhardt —and she was at an age when we live only from sun to sun—ahe must earn money as he did. Her own exertions had supported her long enough to make her appreciate the expenses of life, and though she was careless of money when she bad it in hand, the necessity of revenue was distinctly understood by her. She reminded herself again and

TEKRE HAUTE B-A.1 tJKDAY EVENING MAIL.

waa ^carried vp h&f

owever, Cupid%aa toa sorely annaed both In wing and temper to listen to ber, so presently her strength failed ^md she slid back to earth, and fell in an attitude of entreaty and despair.

She rolled the wide sleeves of her sailor dreas quite up to ber shoulders, and pinned the same with several nine. She skewered her hair and bound ^It to tbe top of her skull by means of a and finishing, by. Jtoddjig tf arounonerUpa.no loo for the ImidwolioffMlaiV work. The 'Saloon conld passed over fey tha most maid, but |M enthuili every squafe inch of it which ooula reach. Jftetorv had begun flush ber fervent housekeeping to make ber feel quite womanIv, when she ventured with delicate steps and awed, large eyes into Barnbardt$ own i-ooms.

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her vow that sho wouldn't cost Mr. Charlie nothln' and financial obligation even to him was endurable.

So, after having various swelling projects for independence nipped in the pud by the laughing sculptor, it finally occurred to her that she Could reduce the expenses of his household by taking the apartments in hand herself and dispensing with Patten's services. Fatten came inthe morning, put the chambers to rights, took orders to the restaurant for breaknat, whloh she served, and cleared the saloon, after which she returned to her own abode and her other character of washer woman. Dinner was served by a waiter, and so was the midday luncheon. If one was required but Barnhardt rarely stopped in bis mid career of effort to take food be preferred to wait till be bad finished all lie could do, and to take rest and meat only after earning them.

Since be thought ber so Incompetent for the varioos pursuits she had suggesthim Jacqt of honsekc consulting gnu morning In order to releaee

required much better than poor, simple pmtten? she asked heraelf indignantly, while girding ber bine gown for eawt, and touching up her own bare apartment with a flouriah! go bearing Patten's footsteps In the corridor she hurried ont to curat heraa* ^-rV- ber from doty for that day, which dismissal the old Janitiass received with unmistakable pleasure, a» gave ber more time for her day's BwartdnV

Being now let rem of the ritotfk» JacquSaa magnified hawll Ordering the niaskfetf was a small matter, and superintending its laying out when the black waiter was all oocoqukmspesa and knew hlaown balnea perfectly wwa small matter still It was nothing but delight to poor the coffite for Mr. Cbarlie when became and be did not tax bar Ingenuity by asking any questton aboat patten for be bappeaed to be «o absorbed with bis plana as scarcely to the old serving-woman's absence. Bat wbwt the sculptor went beck to hla studio aud tbe breakfest service win sent down-stairs, Jacqueline felt that the field mm befoce ber aadtbe rail struggle about to begin. €1

er arms

A steeplng-reom aha a dressing-room, the latter communicating with a bath, lay before her 1b that state of eccentric confusion which man in his untamed condition calls "having things handy." The heavy, old-lksnloned furniture which Barnhardt had bought hurriedly at some auction, the high, tinted walb and wainscoting, relieved these rooms from the gay and frivolous appearance which some apartments present when chaos reigns within them, and which light-tonged people briefly express by saving the room is "going out to ride.'' Yet even to Jacqueline's uncritical eye they seemed capable of great Improvement, and she fell to ehurning them with all the might of her broom and muscles! Boots and slippers lurking in corners or under legged furniture were whirled on high by the impetus she gave them, and as the sculptor was rather eccentric in the matter of foot-gear and owned a large collection of boots and slippers she kept the air literally swarming with them. Chairs waltzed, toilet articles hummed before the prowess of this determined housekeeper. She felt severe toward Patten. How could Patten let things get into such a state? wondered this experienced being, shaking her head. Finally, having with great pains raked the dust and utter Into a pan, she sst down on the floor, heated and breathless, to consider the question of how she should dispose of her accumulations. Her first impulse was to pour it out of the window and bo well rid of it bat when

Bhe

But weepings not housekeeping" remarked Jacqueline with some contempt, this time securing her dust in a towel and tying it up as tight as it it were an evil genie. "It's putting things to rights that's housekeepfn'!"

So in order to put things to rights and wipo out every trace of her inefficient predecessor, she first collected all the things into one comprehensive heap to be classified by her eye she pulled off

Srawereof

illows and counterpane emptied the the dressing bureau ravaged wardrobe and closet and then sitting down like Marins among the ruins of Carthage, she felt inclined, like that noble warrior, to admit to those whom she had attempted to vanquish that she was vanquished herself.

She was so tired and so cross, and the dust was in her ears and mouth and nostrils and though the mattresses were easily dragged to the floor they were not so easily hoisted to place again —no, not even by much tugging and prying with levers improvised from the sculptor's canes not even by impatience and spiteful kicks against their stuffed sides!

Jacqueline grew very tired sho had lavished the strength of her stout arms on tasks which cost skilled persons but l'ttle effort and what profit was there In her labor? Shehad worked hard to bring confiislon to chaos! IIow to replace the things displaced—leaving out entirely the vision of order with which she began—puzzled and distracted her. She seized tho artist's boots and shoes and fired them at the offending bed she kicked tbe monument of ruins she cried passionately, and behaved just as many of her elders do when matter or opposing mind overpowers them. A worthless girl who couldn't even put Mr. Charlie's room to rights for him—a tired, vexed, motherless, little wretch, fitted for nothing but tho circus: a crestfallen. despairiug, and abused bundleshe laid her heaa upon tbe monumental heap and sobbed in self-abasement.

She could see the hot air quiver on roofs in tho distance that sight is the sun's cradle song, and is all the more soothing because its vibrations do not tonoh the ear.

Jacqueline was very wrotched, but she was very warm, and she mopped her pink eyelids with her dirty fists less and less frequently until the shimmering distanco swam before her mind, and shapes grew from it and feded away, and other shapes grow and faded away, and she wss conscious of her wrethedness no longer.

Afterwards she was balancing herself on a trapeze, and a slit in the canvas roof above her let the air blow on ber faoo. As she leaped from iar to bar she fell, and experienced again that terrible sliding down tbe air, and expectation of sudden, crashing death! But before she reached the ground sho was caught In some one's arms and taken by toe oar, when she Immediately found herself marching around Barnhardt's rooms, accompanied by one of tbe Popplsens, who growled as he tweaked ber, "Where is my brush, eb What have you done with my best broadcloth mattress and cambric gloves, when you know I never upon tbe street without wearing my hat Who's been throwing my rooms into such confusion, eh

Ana upon this she started from deep to flnd tbe cool evening air blowing through the window, and Barnhardt stooping down to look at her through tbe dusk.

Why, whet's this—what's the matter?" he inquired, somewhat •taggwmrt by the oat-of-windows appearance of hsa own bower, and by the muddy despair which instantly sprung out in tbe featuree of Jacqueline as ahe roee from tbe of fornitum. pleaded Jacqueline—"I try to keep house for you,Mr. and I swept, and the dust blew in, and I got everything out ready, but when I come to do It I aidnt know how. sad I wsa so tired and was going to get np again——"

"I tried," Kxwhtrdt!

She stopped and drew ber breath hard, fiw was a little creature for her yearn, and Barnhardt was tender aa a woman toward any one who shed tear*. He soothed ber against hla shoulder, and laughed sofUy over her beadj but while she ahook with soba be poshed tbe mattod hair from har forehead ami told her sbe was a besve little girt, aud not the first person In the worla who bad WW at aa attempt, by say mesne! Then Jacqueline explained between her gasps bow she ted mCsnt to belp bim by keeping his haase sad saving Una that expense of Patten's labors. Andbe expbuned to Jacqueline bow little Patten's services oost sad how neeemary tha money was to Patten. He told tor ahe helped him mora dieoceto his wishes and her glad tooa-

SIthan

by any service the oooldren(Jacqueline mopped her ni smiled up through U* dusk.) But be appreciated hereSbrts. It waa natural ®na right for little giria to take to bouae*

keeping, just sa it Is for birds to take to neet-buUdlng, and there weraaaany things in that lins of industry which he supposed his MMter would teach her when he toofcifoe to her nttiHk Bil Isianuih stWhaft not ttSstetake bed be«a thinkherbwa rooit lis wuuld give and sbs hhiM an out wtth Psttsa tomorrow «MI select aitloleii for hertoom, and begin to learn housekeeping by taking care of that!

If he had soelded her she would have borne repoof bravely, feeling that sbe only reoMved ber deeerta. But aa he soothed and talked to her thua flush and pallor alternate^ on her feoe. She was as grateftA kfid sftnple-heartedasa baby.

You are good to me," aha said, with quivering lip

41thank

attempted to do

so, pleasant northeast

breeze

interfer

ed with tbe careless act and drove it all back over the garnished place, and sifted and disseminated it until she had to peek it out with her broom as assiduously as ever.

you very much,

sir. Ana I will look everything out of the heap that you want. Some of tbe boota I threw into the other room—I was so discouraged—but I will pick them all Bp

Well, just leave the camp as it is tonight," laughed Barnhardt "I'll bivouac In it, ana Patten can put it in order to-morrow. Dinner is nearly ready for us, and my housekeeper must not fell to appear at the table. Hadn't sho better go and waali her face

CHAPTER vn.

IN WHICH AX INNOCENT IS INTERVIEWED AND A ROPE-WALKER UNDERTAKES A MORS DIFFICULT LINE.

It cannot be supposed that the old laundress, Patten, was an attractive ob-

iect,

as she journled up or down the city tbe horse-cars, holding ber basket on ber knees and grinning under her ragged ailk hood with placid content. She was a happy body, ber only desires being to earn enough money to meet her simple wants, sna to die and be buried on a 8unday, respectably, with some of her old Scotch friends to shake their heads and drop a tear over ber, and the church parson to say a prayer. Sho was an honest, faithful servant to her em ployers and formed attachments for them, and these old-country habits of hers could not be broken up even by association With the high-headed American damsel who condescends to domestic service, or the happy-go-easy Irish, who take a place this week and leave It next.

But, whatever Patten's merits were, she could not be pronounced A

ting creature, and an interested ebserv er would have cogitated long as to what was the reason that a stranger shadowed Patten. He seemed to be attracted to her first on the day sbe took Jacqueline to select furniture. The young girl and her companion—foil of the responsibility which the sculptor laid upon them, and so lost among the oddities of tbe great city as to appear a picturesque rather than a ridiculous pair—greatly interested this man so greatly that he followed them from store to store, and from street to street, having the delicacy, however, to avoid their attention by taking a stage or a car after them, and to keep out of their sight when he found opportunities to eye them. could not be called an agreeable person, though thore was notmng hideousabout him a muscular, large-nosed man, he might be briefly described -as a human aloe, which had gathered all its were and all its years to burst forth one hugo blossom—his nose! His

dress was rather flash v. especially In the items of necktie and linen. And as he oontinucd his pursuit bis face became heated and blotched and his white-red board unwholesome with perspiration In short, he was unmistakably a third rate showman, and ho followed Jacqueline and Patten like a keeper humoring some troublesome animal which had gotton at large and must be retaken with care. When by some unconscious manoeuvre on their part he lost them ontirely, he rushed around corners and fired into alleyways madly, and fell into a profane state of mind and a diabolical expression of countenance, caused partly ty his eyas turning inward and fighting a duel of angry glances across his nose—a kind offaclal gymnastics to which the elder when he labored ment.

sides of it studying her basket, her bobbing hood, her old flat shoes, and every component part of her. Sometimes his look grew monscing, as if he had at last resolved to give her over to the police and make her delivor up anv property of bis which she might be hiding and again an unctuous and cooling look melted over his red countenance, as If be meditated proposing a compromise, or even winning Patten over to his side of some question in which she wss involved.

As to Patten, she went her ways peacefully, unoonsdous of any scrutiny taking a bite of "broken Tittle" if hapfy she was ooming home from serving some kind mistress prodigal of a ing her basket on ber knees tbe ill-manners of those who In aiid out upon her toes with stoical patience ana at last trudging away through the dusk to the ferry, with nevera look to oast behind ber at any uncanny double shadow which the lighted ^BSStenfbedMnone of Jfew York's remote districts, In a frame tenementhouse up four flights of stairs. The tired old uomau entered her room at night, lighted her lamp, and if the eventog washot, Instead oflighting tfleksIn her own stove,11 "gg*"1 of hot water tor her

pison. fixing his twisted eye upon her with the foroe of a corkscrew. ,.4a "On,no!" Patten hastoa§d%iswllt' him, anxious to prove that thO wasilMf pumoswr of good company, and feeling that ahe mask give the census of the, building in whwh die lived. **llc atone/ 'Are'sIds'

serving some scraps holdis ana bearing who crowded

(loan of a from

Flaherty's tea-kettle, which was always kept boiling In that much esteemed woman's apartmeat. And If Mn. Flaherty proved genial and the junior Flahsrtyrs were not in the act of drowning themselves in the tubs over which Mrs. Flaherty spent her entire life, ntten sat down while the tea steeped to ehat with her neighbor, putting her poor tongue very Indlflbxentljt sgslnst the Irian woman's glib one.

Bat on a certain sweltering eveidng, when she had soareei/ lighted her lamp, sad was thinking of rest sad tea and something la lbs bssket beau manwboTiadfollowed berspoketober irom her doorway, and Patieu taaaed towsrd him with open-mouthed utoa*

He swept the room with a quick eye its old eot bed, ita brokea atooL single chair, aad earthen diabe« were all noted by tnm, aad ft oertainly oontained no

jpaaateon. "Do you live hersf Patten curtseyed to stgniQr that she did.

Akwer* interrogated tbe eldsrR&p-

B$flah*rty,anvj|

baa four! An* iawn staim tee's Johnson an' har man in a foundry-

with you on the street Mae other day live here?"

44Girl?"

shrilled Patten, her voice

and Interest risiug ss she placed her hands on her hips and tried to comprcbend MT TitiVifr

Yes, a young girl in a blue dress, Her name is Jacqueline, isntitf' "Oh," said Patten, much relieved. She repeated "oh" a great many times to signify her satisfaction at understanding tpe drift of his question so soon,

don't live heie 'tall."

4,No,

Where does she live?" inquired the elder Poppison, perceiving he had a dullard to deal with and beginning to get exasperated. "I'm a friend of hers, and I am hunting for her. What's her ad- ^adress, if she doesn't live In this bouse?"

There was a oertain glitter and trouble In Patten's eyes when ber mind was stirred to unusual exertion, which deoeived better physiognomists than the elder Popplson, and made many people ,.(jTA pronounce ber cunning rather than dull. He watched ber with distrust as her amall eyes thus brightened, but Patten, on her part, honestly gathered her resources for a reply.

Y* know B'o'dway Inquired Patten. "Yes."

Y'know Fuilh av'nue?"

Yes," assented tbe showman, twisting both in his excitement and

unpleasantly at right angles with his nose.

An'y'know the Park?"

Welf5in?thero," said Patten, fall-«' ibg Into oonfbsed meditation, utterly unable to locate tbe place of Jacqueline's abode.

fascina

Well, where is it?" cried the elder Popplson, mopping his foce, which the stifling air or the tenement-house did not tend to cool, and restraining an lmpulse to fling her oue chair at her.

Up fo* pair stair," explained Patten, bringing gestures to her aid "fo' pair. Block—lots brick houses t-together, y' know."

And where is this block that ahe« lives in—what street is it on Patten cogitated and mumbled:..

44Y'

know B'o'dway?" she bugun

again.

Yes, perfectly." Andy know Fufth avenue?" Yes, very well."

An'y' know the Park Go on

But 'taint there—no. 'tain't there!" said Patten,shaking her bead and break- •«. ing down again. Her eyes twinkled like beads, and the elder Popplson. now quite beside himself, was convinced i, tnat she was deliberately balking his a

Popplson was subject under strong excite-

Many days passed before he oould identify Patten without her companion: but having discovered her going down town in a car, he followed and watched hor until accident threw him off her track again. Having ber unvarying appearance impressed on bis mind, however, it was not difficult to rediscover her as she went up the city next day, for sbe was In tbe habit or traversing^ only certain, streets, and the third-rate showman thenceforward followed her

sitting opposite her in a oar, be spread a paper before bis face and eyed her with oblique and evasive eyes -DC

around tbe

Seo here, old woman," ho orled, tak-, ing a bill from his pooket-boolc aud tossing it toward her, "I've a right to flnd that girl—I want to flnd her—-l)ut I don't want to make any noise about It! Now, I'll pay you well If you'll tell mo' just where she's biding! Oome, whatpart ot the city is it?"

Since Mr. Popplson felt delicate about enlisting the guardians ef the public weal In hla search, there now remained nothing for him to do except to follow ,-f Patten to discovery but Inssmuch as Patten had many employers in the city, and moreover, a preference for entering \'t buildings by blind way—making una©countable disappearances while your: very eye was fixed upon her—she led him such a chase and got him turned away from many houses with such un-' pleasant suspicion that when bis business of replenishing the menagerie part of his establishment was completed he was fain to glvo up the search after Jacqueline and to rejoin bis circus with bis new wild animals, leaving the trained ,'* human one still at large.

Jacqueline, unconscious of the solidtude sbe still inspired In the breast of her former keeper, bad by this tlmo grown accustomed to liberty, and not to liberty only but also to the swellings of, ambition. Day after day she sat in the studio and watched hor protector at work, and day after day tne desire to fluhlun and create as ho did grew in ber mind. Her raid upon his domestic, arrangements convinced Bernhardt that ben wss too active and aggressive a tetnperaiuaot to be twinftd upfl itwlti so be encouraged her to watch him, and even smiled and directed ber first attempts at drawing and modelling.

Sbe became a very busy girl. Early on those summer mornings she sprung, from her bed, dashed like a bird through ber bath, pluming herself with quick plucks and shakings, her eyes growing' vivid with tbe thought sbe shut under, their lids lsst night. More like a binl,

Saving finished "keeping her bouse" she was ready for the principal undertaking of tbe day, and at enoe sought the studio, whither It was her joy to ., proosde Barnhardt, 1/ by say possibility she conld do so, snd to greet nim when be came In with a laagh additional to her "good morning," aad with a great many wags of her head indicative of self-spprovaL

Jacqueline did not think possible to begin her endeavors, however, until she passed through certain preparations which sbe always religiously observed. (ooamarcao os xuiao

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Spreading out the crumpled note and changing her attitude and twitching her: face with odd grimaces did not In the least clear Patten's mind, but sbe began again faithfully to ask ir ho knew B'o'd- ^v,#. way, when the elder Popplson turned with some strong language from her door! And having now no fhlth In any assertion of here, be determined to be11 convinced by nobody but himself that the individual he was searching for was not hidden then end there in tnat tone- $ ment, and he so knocked at the doors and disturbed with sly questions and •, otherwise datnaged the peace of all the families hived therein that they rose against him like a swarm ,of bees and buzzed angrily about him and at the windows above him as be took his departure through the dusk.

i!4

still, ss all her energies awakened, sbe, mado quick little runs about ber bird house, which the artist had caused to be so plentifully and prettily furnlsned for her, picked up litter, polished the marble top of her dressing stand with a lov-„ ing glaace flxed upon It bwawe it »a« marMe, parted toe sheets which folded her last night like tbe leaves of a lily, and auide tbe place all trim and tidy.,. Accustomed to camping in the bade, rooms of third rate hotels and odertferooe country taverns, with no spot on that rolling earth to grow nnto and call hnr own, wis new right of possession and sppropriatlon of place gave Jacqueline peculiar pleasure. In her eyes the high walls were tbe walls of a palace, thopretty upholstery and tbe sense of largeness and freedom oontained In tbe cuMc Inches of that room weiathe posses* stons of apriaess* and that princess waa Jacqueline.

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