Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 29, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 12 January 1889 — Page 7
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Enter Mrs. Mackenzie.' The young man looks feebly pleased, and remarks disapprovingly about the weather. Again
Mr.
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color, and her
No one annoys Blake about tho time no, after reading the prospects for the Springfield regatta, .he goes to sleep over a murder. After wearing his nock out in efforts to keep his head from dragging him to tho floor, lie returns to consciousness and to great discomfort and heat. It is still only half past 4, and ho has had enough ana more than enough of sleep. So, to pass the weary hours, he flies to the athlete's never failing resource—exercise. IIo will take a walk. The clouds aro breaking up under the influence of a strong breeze, the sun has como out, and tho long stretch of clean gravel, which leads to the road, looks peculiarly inviting. It will be better to tramp through tho mud than to louuge the everlasting hours awav in tho house. So thinking, he finds his hat and stick, and taking a abort cut out of a window near by. nearly runs into Mrs, Mackenzie.
That lady never looked worse than at presen\ It must ho a very classic, not to say frigid style of beauty wiiich will look "well in tuo middle of a hot. afternoon, and Mrs. Mackenzie never looks well when angry, as sho seems to bo at present. Thoro Is ascertain tigerishness of jaw about her on such an occasion, which is not altogether pleasant. She has beeu among the .flowers, ami she has found it wm. She confronts Blake, and stands null in roses to pieces and looking at htm in silence for a moment. Then she broaks out with the .uncomplimentary words: "You wretch!"
"Tou vretekl"
Never has sho had less hold on the voung man than now. The cool, calm beauty of that other girl is too fresh in his memory and few men like to be vituperated In so unprovoked a manner as this. So it Is in his coolest, laciest manner that he answers: "Well, my dear Mrs. Mackeatie, what's the rcw now?" "Why have you not done as you promised me? You saw Mr. Vanvoorst this morning, and told him everything you knew about me." "I beg your pardon I did nothing of the sort. I have not exchanged confidences with your friend." "Do you mean to say that yon have not told him—any of them—that ay—that Mackenzie was not deadf* "That is exactly what I mean to say. Indeed, I haven't told any one that there over was anv Mackenzie. Why under hcaren should I meddle?"
The lady manages to look a trifle mollified. Her eyes—always manageable take a softer expression, bat her mouth shows anything pat good humor.
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Continued from Second Page* As if to show what a good speculation It is, the nico old gentleman at this moment presents himself, and says good morning to Miss Stuart with that mixture of old school gallantry and paternal affection which make him deservedly the admiration of his friends, but which cause Mr. Blake to say to himself irreverently, "Confound the old fool! What does he want to hold the girl's hand so long for?" The old man and the young one form a striking contrast. Mr. Vanvoorst meets his age bravely, in an admirable gray wig, and whiskers which the typical Englishman might envy, and a bluo cravat, and a white waistcoat, and check trousers do we not all know the conventional get up? Ho stands, erect and smiling, saying prettv little things to Miss Stuart about ner similarity to morning, and to a rose, and other agreeable objects a very different being from the young man of the present day, who, in his easy gray clothes, and straw hat tilted over hfe eyes, leans languidly against a pillar, looking calm indifference to all things earthly. They are much the same thing after all and the elder, with his beautiful politeness and cordiality, is inwardly as easily bored as the younger is outwardly.
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nal similes about the morning and the rose, and in the conversation that follows shines with his accustomed brilliancy. The household begins to amuse itself each In his own way. Mrs. Mackenzie goes off with Mr. Vanvoorst and a yellow umbrella—though there is no sun—to look at the glass houses. The glass houses do not appear to be satisfactory
for
when
Blake, on his way with Vanvoorst Junior to that natural
haven
of the young male
of oux species, the stables, meets the happy pair coming back, the lady has an upright and severe manner and
a
escort,
high
who follows with a
deprecating look, is absolutely without a complicated witticism for the young men—a tiling unprecedented. Our sagacious hero. In the language
of Mr. 'stand from under," and is soon oblivions to car© in* fascinating atmosphere of horses, clean straw ana Scotch terriers.
The day grinds along, as days do at a country house. The women keep up an appearunco of doing something or read novels the men make no pretense till the New York papers arrive, when they become animated enough to bewail the future of their country. After lunch the tables aro turned it is now the men who make tho pretense, and assuming stu(liousnesia, fall asleep over books and papers in various uncomfortable chairs and places, while the feminine portion seclude themselves with the avowed purpose of slumbering. Oh, wretched hours of a summer afternoon, from 2 to 5! How many things have we all suffered In those three hoars. It is better that the sexes should separate during that period for a man who once spent an August afternoon with the girl of his heart on a shady hotel piazza has assured me that he was never so near doubting her graces of mind And person as when, for the tenth time, she asked him whether it was 5 o'clock yet.
"Forgive me^ she says, "T ought to have believed in yon better—but I have so few true friends. Tom, some one has been telling Mr. Vanvoorst everything. He told me this morning- that it was all over that he had been foolish that he feared I had not confided in him as I should have that our lives had been very different and a quantity of such things. In fact," with a sudden assumption of her hardest manner, "he declined the honor—in the'most civil way, it's true—but still he declined it. If I could have been a *nan for a moment I would have killed him." "Being a woman," says Blake, "I fancy you contrived to hurt his feelings, which, though not as thorough as manslaughter, yet has its advantages." "And now you can make fun of me— you, the only friend I have in the placeWell," she says, turning wearily into the house, "I deserve it, I suppose. I must go and make myself presentable. I am going to drive—with the family—this evening. Can you imagine what a jolly party wo will be? Good-by."
And she sweeps into the house, leaving Tom, rather sorry for her and considerably astonished, to start off at a very good pace, which rather increases than otherwise as he gets out on the road. The simple rustic stands open mouthed and aghast at this unaccustomed spectacle of a five-miles-an-hour gait divers gentlemen, jogging along behind broken winded beasts, offer the pedestrian a "lift but he strides steadily on, and as steadily back over the same road and when he slackens -his pace under the lengthening shadows of Mr. Vanvoorst's trees, he is undoubtedly the better for tho walk. His face is certainly rather dark, and as for collar, he cannot show much but his mind is made up and peaceful.
The house is as quiet as when he left. A pampered menial informs him that "the family hev gone a drivin', all but Miss Stuart." After receiving which satisfactory information, as well as the announcement that "there won't be no dinner not for an hour," Mr. Blake goes up stairs, and presently comes down again, cool and trim in his evening dress—a concession to the Anglican tastes of Ms entertainers which he makes very willingly, knowing, perhaps, that his chest and shoulders come out rather well in a dress coat. In the drawing room he finds Miss Stuart, Looking more than ever a thing to be petted, and made much of and admired. What is there in the world quite so pleasant and altogether delightful as a girl with a clear, fresh, pure face? She may not ba exciting, she tnay even be stupid, but there is a certain atmosphere of purity and tranquillity about her which every man feels and is the better for—as long as he does 'not disturb it by making love to her.
Blake, when he comes thoroughly under the influence of Miss Stuart's calm gray eyes and quiet presence, begins to feel that ho is very much in love with her, and revolves in his mind whether he shall longer let concealment prey on his damask cheek, or take his chances now. This question, however, is to be decided for him. "Do you -still have the blues sometimes, Mr. Blake? You
Now that th® mischief is done, tho girl rises with averted face, and saying faintly: "Oh—Mr. Blake—I never thought!" tries to put off the evil day by leaving the room, but the young man, the crisis having come, faces it, man like, and detains her, not unwilling. Ho holds both her hands in his big brown fist, and says, trying to look into her downcast eyes, "For heaven's sake don't go—tell me something—whether I am to go on telling you what a darling you are, or whether it's all up with mo. I can't stand this kind of thing any more."
Sho says nothing, but slowly, sweetly, with a tielicious ahyness, her eyes meet his—arul then
Certain events happen in every man's life which glorify their surroundings, so that the commonest things aro ever afterward made sacred. It may be a flower, or a tune, or a street even. Blake's pleasantes association so far in life has been linked to a common enough tune, which,
aked to a common enough tune, wnicn, pecially if brayed out with much brass, 111 bring before him the little lake at
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Worcester—Quinsigamond. with its still waters quiet under the July sun, its wooded banks swarming with the roaring crowd, and the crew of the rival university three lengths behind as the boats sweep down the last half mile. Bnt in future the freshness of a calm summer evening, after a recent rain, will fill him with foolish recollections of the perfect bliss that was his for a moment just because a certain fair haired girl lay in his arms, and hid her face on his shoulder. But only for a moment Then she suddenly slips away from him, and stands motioning him away, and says quickly, No—no—you must not say another word. For Clod's sake, don't tempt me. It can never, never be."
There is short time for explanation or entreaty, for the sound of wheels on the vol gives wasuicg of the return of the
sr,
iving party. "What do you mean?" demands Tom
"C^tf^Tom, forgive me! I didkt dream tfrfa* could happen. No it can never be! I—r*m "Jilted, by &-h4! I I forgot myself. I ulate the man Terr
"Oh,
Used
to talk
nonsense to me about your being a failure—you, who are so popular, a failure!" "Sorry I bored you with my complaints, Miss Kate. I fancy every fellow has got fits of that kind of thing, but I always try not to whine about it." "Don't call it that I know you must get lonely sometimes, though I don't think you aro sentimental. You aro very much alone, and I only wonder you don't confide moire—only perhaps you confide in some one else. I have fancied several times lately, that yon were rather distrait. You must be—what is that charming name you have for it?—'fetched.' I adore that word it is so descriptive of a passionate ^attachment." "That kind of thing I try to keep out of. Miss Kate," says Tom, gazing intently at tho leg of the table and trying to shut out the vision of fair hair, ana earnest eyes looking at his brown face. "I'm too poor a man to afford that luxury." "Did you never think that that was, after all, rather a selfish argument? You may not ho tho only person who has any feeling about it. Mr. Blako"—very earnestly and softly—"don't yon ever expect to. meet ahy one you will—care for very much?' S lie must bo more than mortal to stand that. So he speaks out, as his manner is, looking tho .difficulty—that is, tho girl— straight in the face. "Miss Kate, I never .meant to say a word to you, but I must. Can't you see that there is no one in the world I care for as I do for you? I'm a bad lot enough, but there's no man loves you better."
rJIRRE HATJTE SATURDAY EV3CNTN" G- MAPI
don't ask anything—dont say Here comes the people, them I have a headache.' And \n«a Stuart rushes up stairs, and Blake has to saunter quietly out to meet the others, and to hear what a delightful evening it is for driving, and wasn't it ycry warm walking, and he and Miss Stuart must have enjoyed quite a tete-a-tete, similar platitudes, which are anything but soothing when one is hard hit.
Dinner at the Vanvoorsts' is always a good thing considered solely as dinner, but this evening there is & certain amount of gloom around thf festive board. Mrs. Mackenzie does not trouble herself to be agreeable Miss Stuart begs to be excused for the evening the old gentleman's most elaborate compliments and best turned periods fall flat, and ha evidently has something on his mind his son is more 1ilr« an imot •.h«T» common, and only Mrs. Vanvoorst is in good spirits, for Blake has very little to say, and has nearly lost the fine appetite he brought home
from
his
walk. Every one is glad when dinner is over, and every one is disturbed when Vanvoorst senior begs the ladies to re*' main a moment, sends the servant out of the room, and is apparently about to make a speech. "My dear friends—Mr. Blake, will you be good enough to fill Mrs. Mackenzie's glass?—I feel that here in the privacy of the social circle, among my family and among my friends, lam justified in announcing to you what I trust you will agree with me in saying is one of those events which—in fact, I may say, which should fill the—the mind with the most amiable emotions. You will, I trust, pardon me when I speak of myself but among friends all false modesty should be—in fact, dismissed—yes. I am aware that I am not in my boyhood, but a kind Providence has endowed me with remarkable vigor of health, and I may say with a youthful buoyancy of spirit which—in fact, has encouraged me to take the step which I am about to speak of. My children my dear friends I have great pleasure in announcing to you that I have formed a matrimonial engagement with a young lady, who, although considerably my junior, unites in a rare degree those qualities of mind and person—good sense, amiability, beauty—which fit their possessor to make any man happy. You will, I trust, join me in drinking the health of the lady when I propose—Miss Katherino Stuarti
The response is not unanimous. Young Vanvoorst drops his glass with a tinkle to the floor his wife falls back speechless in her chair: Mrs. Mackenzie makes no sign, but sits still and tugs In a curious way at the broad gold bracelets she wears. Blake bursts into a roar of laughter, and reaching across the table, touches glasses with the astonished old gentleman, and drinks the toast with unpleasant hilarity. As his glass comes down om the table Mrs. Mackenzie dashes her bracelets with no gentle hand among the fruit dishes and decanters. Blake picks them up with a sneer and hands them back to her. "It's, a warm night, I know, Mrs. Mackenzie,'* he says, "but you'll need threm when you get cooler." She rises, aad the bracelets roll on the floor. "I dont want "them," she says. "That old man gave them to me, and he has deoeivod me and insulted me. When is the next: train to .JfeWYork? Mr. Blake, will you takfe me*1 to' the city—you are all the frien^' I ha here?" Am is announ
jeme:
u(J.so Miss Stuart Vi en, tied.
An edrly train brings Mt«iiCenfei and Blake—no "congenial pair—to New York early on Sunday morning. Here they part—the lady to rfeappear like a meteor at Long Branch, the man to go on with his aimless life,
a
little wiser and
a
good deal sadder. It is not until the panic comes, and he sees the tottering fortunes of the hobse «i Stuart propped up and carried through by the timely reenforcement of the Vanvoorst credit, that he realizes how completely every one has been sold.
THE EJ5TD.
A Cemetery Id France,
I think Pere la Chaise a most dreadful place, and as compared with those beautiful American "cities of the dead," Allegheny cemetery, Greenwood, Mount Auburn, etc., simply ineligible to comparison! A queer place approached by streets and ways lined with shops devoted solely and wholly to the sale of cheap mortuary decorations, of a dread and Indian liko aspect. Tho principal avenue of the cemctery itself is broad, cobble stoned and edged at cither hand by:a trottoir not above two feet in width. These in turn, flanked by even rows, as close together as our houses, of the small mausoleums of tho dead tiny marble, or stone, or cemented structures,
-of
perhaps four feet
in height, with gothic roofs and iron doors, with or without .glass panes, through which may bo viewed a miscellaneous collection generally of vases, artificial wreaths and bouquets, photographs in stands, images, pictures, jet garlands, cups, dolls, toys, all covered with dust.—"Miss Marigold" in Pittsburg Bulletin.
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What "Peculiar" Means.
Applied to Hood's Sanaparilla, the word Peculiar is of great importance. It means that Hood's Sansaparilla is different from other preparations in many vital points, which make it a thoroughly honest and reliable medicine. It to Peculiar in a strictly medicinal sense ftrst, in the combination of remedial agents used second, in the proportion in which they are prepared third, in the process by which toe active curative properties of the medicine are secured. Study these points well. They mean volumes. They make Hood's StisapH* ilia Peculiar in its curative powers, ss it accomplishes wonderful cures hitherto unknown, and which give to Hood's Sanaparilla a clear right to the title of "The greatest blood purifier ever discovered.^ 4^-
PUNISHMENT OF CRIME.
AN IRREGULARITY WHICH IS SEED OF INJUSTICE.
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Should Not the Criminal and His Property Be Held Bespooaible for the Undoing of the Wroaj?—"Damages" la the
Criminal Courts. ».
The first object of the civil law is the maintenance of the rights of individuals. The fact that the smallest personal right is attacked. or even threatened, is enough to give jurisdiction to some engine of the law and the law's work is not done effectually until the right, if it proves to be a veritable right, is established and secured. It is not enough that the attempting wrong doer be stopped at the point which he has reached, be presented from going further, or even be punished for the past be and his property are held responsible for the undoing of any wrong that has been done, and for the reestablishment of the violated right in all its original vigor and security. All this is summed up in the convenient word "damages." Human imperfections very often prevent law from reaching the full consummation of its object, but any such result is always felt to be reason for the law itself to be discontented with its failure.
When we turn to criminal law we seem to have fallen upon an entirely different atmosphere. Criminal offenses are primarily against the state and yet, with the exception of such few general crimes as treason and rebellion, each of them involves some violation of an individual's rights. The murderer is hanged because he has violated the command of the state to refrain from committing murder but the crime has wrongfully extinguished some individual's right to life, as well as the right of his wife, children or other dependents to support. Yet our criminal law, except in a few minor offenses, makes no effort whatever to vindicate the violated personal rights or to make "damages" to the victim a component part of the offender's sentence.
The ono object of our criminal system seems to be the punishment of the wrong doer and it seems to consider tho restoration satisfaction of individual rights as a mere incident, which may or may not occur, without affecting the success of its legitimate work. Under such a system it is perhaps fortunate that the conventioiial and convenient blindness of Justice prevents her from seeing tho full measure of the wrongs which her present theory passes complacently by from day to day. She draws her sword against tho merchant or banker who, having been plundered by forger or burglar, ventures to compound the felony in order to get back part of his property but she does not pretend to conceal from the victim her belief that the recovery of the property in any moro legitimate fashion is really no particular affair of hers. The barns and outbuildings of on owner are fired again and again by a concealed enemy, until even insurance becomes impossible the criminal may at last be caught, indicted and imprisoned but tho injured man's lost property is not brought bacic to him by such a punishment of crime,
The civil law will see to it that the railway company whoso servants, by carelessness, kitt^Or maim a passenger shall satisfy the lost rights of life or locomotion by a money payment to the injured person or his representatives but, if the criminal law can .tish and punish the ruffian who has killed father of a family, it seems to care nothfor tho children- of' tbemnriered man, who are starving or ^impoverished by the loss of their bread winner. Criminal courts, which aro meant to be "places wherein justice is judicially administered," do in such ways become very commonly, as the scoffers insist, "places where injustice is judicially administered."
Why should it be necessary that such an anomalous feature should mar the fair outlines of human law? Why should justice ignore in criminal law that which is her controlling motivo in civil law—tho wrongs of the injured party? Is it not possible to make tho very punishment of tho criminal nearly as close an approximation to a satisfaction for the violated individual rights as is usually obtained by the civil law? It may be that such a change of the point of view would alter some points of tho theory of law but would not the change be for the better? Very many persons believe intensely and honestly that "tho worst use you can put a man to is to hang him
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It seems hardly necessary to supplement or re-enforce the case of murder if the point be well taken there, any number of criminal offenses will suggest themselves to the reader in whieh the proceeds of the criminal's hard labor could be fairly, justly and well assigned by the sentencing court to the satisfaction of the personal rights which had been injured or destroyed by the crime. Thus the state would still fulfill its function of punishing crime, but would convert that function into a guardianship of the rights of the innocent and the helpless. In very many classes «f crimes, the system itself would supply a convenient and accurate measure of punishment. How long shall the criminal serve? Until the gross proceeds of his labor shall trmirA good the original injury to the individoal or the state, with interest.—The Cen.tffA'c •. "f 7
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