Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 49, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 1 June 1889 — Page 2

CHAPTER XX

TTSZ COtOJTEL GOES OCT HHOOTUVG.

The next morning was fine and still, one of those lovely autumn days of which we get four or flyo in the course of a season. After breakfast Harold Quaritch strolled down bis garden, stood himself against a gate to the right of Dead Man's Mount, and looked at the secne. Ali about bim, their foliage yellowing to its fall, were the giant oaks, which were the pride of the country side, and so quiet was the air that not a leaf upon them stirred. The only sounds that reached his ears were the tappings of the nut hatches as they frought their/food in the rough crannies of the bark and the occasional telling of. a rich ripe acorn from its lofty place on to the frosted gras* beneatu. Tbo sunshine shone bright, but with chautonocl boat, the squirrels scrambled up tbo oaks, and high in the bluo air, the rooks pursued their path. It was a beautiful morning, for summer is never moro sweat than ou its deathbed, and yet it filled lnm with solemn thoughts. How many au turn us had those old trees seen and how many would they still see long after his eyes had lost their sight. And if the}* were old, how old wr.i the Dead Man's Mount there to hi* left. Oi.i, indeed! for he hod discovered it wai nmtiiioued iu Doomsday Book, and by tbat name. And what was it—a boundary hill,.a natural formation, or, as its name implied, a funeral barrow? He had half a mind to dig one !*iy and find out, that is if he could get anybody to dig for bim, for the people about Honhatn wens so firmly convinced that Dead Man's Mount was haunted, a reputation which it had owned from time immemorial, that nothing would have persuaded them to touch it.

Ho contemplated the great mound camfully without coming to any conclusion, and then looked at his watch. It was a quarter to 10, time for him to start fer the castle for his day's shooting, so be got his gun and cartridges, and in due oourne arrived at the castle, to find George and several myrmidons, in the shape of beaten and boys, already standing in the yard. "Please, colonel, the squire hopes you'll go in nnd bavo a glass of something before you start," said Oeorge so aooordingly be went, not to "have a glass of something," but on the chance of soeing Ida. In the vestibule ho found tbo old gentleman busily engaged in writing an enormous letter. "Halloo, colonel," ho hallooed, without getting up, "glad to see you. Exeuse me for a few moments, will youf 1 want to get this off my mind. Here, Ida! Idal Ida!" he shouted, "here's Col. Quaritch." "Good gracious, father," said tbat young lady, arriving in a hurry, "you are bringing the bouse down," and then she turned round and greeted Harold. It was the first time that they bad met since the eventful evening describod a chapter or two back, so the occasion might be considered a little awkward, at any rate ho felt it so. "How do you do, CoL Quaritchf die said, quite simply, giving him her hand. There was nothing iu thd words, and yet he felt that ho was very welcoma For whan a woman really loves a man there is about her an atmosphere of softness and tender meaning which cannot be mistaken. Sometimes it is only perceptible to tho favored individual himself, but more generally is to be disoerned by any person of ordinary eibrewdness. A short courso of observation in general tbe readec^rf&e Juscloset box to hold sndw, wtSlyoace b®r

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At that moment Edward Cossey's fast trotting horse drew up at the door with a prodigious crunching of gravel, and Edward himself entered, looking very handsome and very pale. He was admirably dressed, that is to say, his shooting clothes wens beautifully made and very new looking, and to I were his boots, and eo was his hat, and so were his hammer foes guns, of which he brought a pair. There exists a certain class of sportamou who appear to have just walked out of a sporting tailor's shop, and to this class Edwnrd Cossey belonged. Everything about htm was of tho best and newest and most expensive kind possible even his guns v*ere Jast down from a famous maker, and the best that could tie had for love or money, having cost exactly a hundred and forty guineas the pair. Indeed, he presented a curious contrast to his rival. The rolenef bad oertainly nothing new looking about him, an ©W tweed coat, au old bat, with a piece of gut Mill twined round it,«ss^r frayed bag foil of brown cartridges, and, i-i-i of ail, an old gun erith all the brown worn off the barrels, orVital cost, £17 10*. And yet there wa* no Ability of making any mistake as to which of the two looked more of a gentleman, or, indeed, more of a -tsman.

Edward Ooesey shook bands wit- Ida, but when the colonel was advancing to give him hi* band ho turned and *{*ke to the squire, who had at length finished his letter, so that no greeting passed brt*sea them. At the time Harold did not know if this move was or was not accidental.

Presently they started, Edward Oassey attended by bis man with the second gun. •Halkx* Cossey,* sung out the sqoire after ln:u, "it isnt much ins yoor bringing two far this sort of work I don't preserve ir.nch here, you know, at lor."" now. Too :|I only get a few cock pits bm.-o of partridges."

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tion This softness, or atmospherio influence, or subduod glow of affection radiating from a light within, was olearly enough visible in Ida that morning, and certainly it made our frieud the colonel unspeakably happy to see it. "Are you fond of shootingf' she asked, presently. "Yes, very, and have been all mv life." "Are you a good shot!" she ssked again. "I call that a rude question," he answered, smiling. "Yes, it is, Init I want to know." "Well," said Harold, "I suppose that I am pretty fair, tbat is at rough shooting I have uever had rnuoh practice at driven birds and that kind of sport." "I am glad of that." "Why, it does not modi matter. One goes out shooting for the sport of the thing." "Yea, I know, but Mr. Edward Cossey," and sho shrunk visibly as she uttered the name, "is coining, and lie is a very good shot and very conceited about it I want you to beat him if you oan—will you tryT "Well," said Harold, "I don't at all like •hooting against a man. It is not sportsmanlike, you know and, besides, if Mr. Ooesey is a crack shot, I dare say that 1 shall be nowhere but 1 will shoot as well as 1 can." "Do you know, it is very feminine, but I would give anything to see you beat himP' and she nodded and laughed, whereupon Harold Quaritoh wowed in Lis heart that if it In him lay he would not disappoint her.

want it It's no trouble, yon know."'•All right," said the squire, "Ida and 1 will come down with the luncheon to the spinny. Good-by.n V.

After crossing the moat Edward CosaSey walked by himself, followed by his man and a very fine retriever, and the colonel talked to George, who was informing him that Mr. Ccesey was a "pretty shot, he was, but rather snappy over it," till they came to a field of white turnips.

Into the details of the sport that followed we need not enter, beyond saying that the colonel, to bis huge delight, never shot better in his life. Indeed, with the exception of one rabbit and a ben pheasant that flopped up right beneath his feet, ho scarcely missed, though he took the shots as tbey came.' Edward Cossey also shot well, and with ono exception missed nothing, but then he never took a difficult shotif be could avoid it. The exception was a woodcock which rose in front of George, who was walking down an outside belt with tho beaters. He had two barrels at it, and missed it, and on it came among the tree tops, passed where Edward Cossey was standing, about half way down the belt, giving him a difficult chance with the first barrel and a clear one with the second. Bang I bang! and on came the woodcock, flying low, but at a tremendous speed, straight at the colonel's bead, a most puzzling shot. However, be fired, and to bis joy (and what joy is there liko to the joy of a sportsman who has just killed a woodcock which everybody has been popping at I), down it came with a thump almost at his feet.

This was their last beat before lunch, which was now to be seen approaching down a lane in a donkey cart convoyed by Ida and the squire. The latter was advancing in stages of about ten paces, and at every stage he stopped to utte? a most fearful roar by way of warning ail and sundry that they were not to shoot in his direction. Edward gave bis gun to bis bearer and at once walked off to join them, but tho colonel went with George to look after two running cocks which he had down, for he was an old fashioned sportsman, and hated not picking up bis game. After some difficulty tbey found one of the cocks in the hedge row, but tbo other tbey could not find, so reluctantly tbey gave up the search. When thoy got to tho lano they found the luncheon ready, wbilo one of the beaters was laying out the game for the squire to inspect. There were fourteen pheasants, four brace and a half of partridges, a bare, throe rabbits and a woodcook.

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woodoookf" "Well, sir," said George, "we all bad a pull at him, but the colonel wiped our eyes." "Oh, Mr. Cossey," said Ida, iu affected surprise, "why, I thought you never missed anything." "Everybody misses sometimes," answered that gentlemau, looking uncommonly sulky. "I shall do better this afternoon when it comes to the driven partridges." "I don't believe you will," wont on Ida, laughing maliciously. "I bet you a pair of gloves that CoL Quaritch will shoot more driven partridges than you do." "Done," said Edward Cossey, sharply. "Now, do you hear that, Col. Quaritch went on Ida. "1 have bet Mr. Cossey a pair of gloves that you will kill more partridges this afternoon than he will, so 1 hope you wont make me lose them." "Goodness gracious," said the colonel, in alarm. "Why* the last partridge driving ^hat I hadwge on the slopes of some mountains&.-A£gwnistan. I daresay that I sha'n't hita naystack. besides," he said, with some irritation, "I don't like being set up to shoot against people." if "Oh, of course," said Edward, loftily, "if CoL Quaritch does not like to take ft up, thore's an end of it" "Well," said the colonel, "if you put it in that way I dont mind trying, but I have only one gun and you have two." "Oh, that will be all right," said Ida to the cokmeL "You shall have George's gun he never tries to shoot when they dri\fe partridges, because he cannot hit them. He goes with the beaters. It is a very good gun."

The colonel took up the gun and examined it It was of aboilt the same bend and length as his own, but of a better quality, having been onoe the property of James de la Mdl& "Yes," be said, "but then I haven't got a bearer." "Never mind. I'll do that, I know all about it I often used to hold my brother's second gun when we drove partridges, because he said I was so muoh quicker than the men. "Look," and she took the gun and rested one knee on, the turf, "First position, second position, third position. We used to have regular driiia at it," and she sighed.

Tbs oolonel laughed heartily, for it wis a curious thing to see this stately woman handling a gun with all tbe skill and quickness of a practiced shot Besides, as the bearer idea involved a whole afternoon of Ida's society, be certainly was not inclined to negative it But Edward Cossey did not smile on the contrary, he positively scowled with jealousy, and was about to make some remark when Ida held up her finger. "Hush," die said, "here comes my father," the squire had been counting tbe game, "be hates bets, so you mustn't say anything about our match."

Luncheon went off prettv well, though Edward Coasey did not contribute much to the general conversation. When it was done, fee squire announced tbat be was going to walk to the other end of the estate, whereon Ida said she should stop and see something of the shooting, and the fan began.

CHAPTER XXT

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Tbey began the afternoon with several mall drives, but on tha whole the birds did very badly. They broke back, went off to

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side or the other, and generally misbehaved themselves. In the first drive the colonel and Edward Cossey got a bird each. In the second drive the latter got three birds, firing five shots, and his antagonist only got a bare and a pheasant that jumped out of a d" neither of which, of course, counted

Jiing. Only one brace of birds came his way at all, but if the truth must be told, be was .tto Ida at the momwnt, and did not t.. till toe late.

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fishing but a memory behind {hem. The colonel swore beneath bis breath, and kneeling at his side, sighed audibly, but it was no use, and presently the drive was done, and there he was with one wretched French partridge to show for it

Ida nothing, but she looked volumes, and if ever a man felt humiliated Harold Quaritch was that man. She had set her heart upon his winning the match, and be was making an exhibition of himself that might have caused a school boy to blush.

ODly Edward Cossey smiled grimly as he told bis bearer to give the two and a half brace which he had shot to George. »j "Last drive this next, gentlemen," said universal functionary as he surveyed the colonel's one Frenchman, and then, glancing sadly at tbe tell tale pile of empty cartridge cases, added: "You'll have to shoot up, colonel, this time, if you are going to win them gloves for Miss Ida. Mr. Cossey has knocked up four brace and a half, and you have only got a brace. Look you here, sir," he went on in a portentous whisper, "keep forrard of them, well forrard, fir© and down they'll come. You're a better shot than l^e is, a long way. Yoti could give him 'birds,' sir, that you could, and beat him."

Harold said nothing. He was sorely tempted to make excuses, as any man would have been, and he might with truth have urged that be was not accustomed to partridge driving, and that one of the guns was new to bim. But he resisted manfully, and said never a word.

George placed the two guns and then went off to join the beaters. It was a capital spot for a drive, for on each side were young larch plantations, sloping down toward them like a V, the guns being at the narrow end and level with the ends of the plantations, which were at this spot about a hundred and twenty yards apart In front was a large stretch of open fields, lying in such a fashion that tho birds were bound to fly straight over the guns and between the gap at the end of tho shaped covers.

They had to wait along while, for the beat was of considerable extent, and this they did in silence, till presently a couple of single birds appeared coming down the wind like lightning, for a stiffish breeze had sprung up. Ono went to the left over Edward Oossey's bead, and be shot it very neatly, but the other, catching: sight of Harold's hat beneath the fence, which was not a very high ono, swerved and crossed, an almost impossible shot, nearer sixty than fifty yards from him.

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"Now I" Baid Ida, and bo fired, and joy down came the btfd with a thud, ing full two feet iuto the air with the force of its impact, being, indeed, shpt through the head. "That's better," said Ida, as she handed him the second gun.

Anether moment and a covey came over, l^igh up. Ho fired both barrels and got a right and ltft, and snatching the second gun sent another barrel after them, hitting a third bird, which did not falL And then a noble enthusiasm and oertainty possessed him, and be knew tbat he should mlas no mora Nor did be. With two almost possible exceptions he dropped every bird that drive. But his crowning glory, a thing whqj$of be sjtjll often dreams, was yot to coma ,tr

He had killed four brace of partridge and fired twelve times, when at last the beaters made their appearanoe about two hundred yards away at the further and of a rather dirty barley stubble. "1 think tbat is the lot," he said, "ftn afraid that you have lost your gloves, Ida."

Scarcely were the words out of his mouth when there was a yell of "mark,"'and a strong covey of birds appeared swooping down the wind right on to him.

On tbey oarae, scattered and rather 'stringy," and Harold gripped his gun and drew a deep breath, while Ida, kneeling at his side, her lips apart, and her beautiful eyes wide open, watched their advent through a space in the hedge. Lovely enough she looked to charm the heart of any man, if a man out partridge driving oould descend to such frivolity, which we hold to be impossibla.

Now is the moment. The leading brace aro something over fifty yards away, and he knows fall well that if there is to be a chance left for the eeoond fun he most shoot before tbey aro five yards nearer. "Bangl" down oomes the old cock bird. "Bangf* and his mate follows him, falling with a smash into the feooa

Quick as thought Ida takes the empty gun with one hand and paws him the oocked and loaded one with the other. "Bang!" Another bird topplae bead first out of the thinned oovey. They are nearly sixty yards away now. "Bangf again, and oh, joy and wonder! the last bird turns right over backward and falls dead as a stone some seventy paces from the muxxle of tbe gun.

He hod killed four birds out of a single driven oovey, which shooters well know is a feat not often done even by tbe beet driving shots. *4 "Bravof said Ida. *1 was sure thatyoa oould shoot if you cboee." "Yee," be answered "it was pretty

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work," and be commwuowd collecting tbe birds, for by this time tbe beaters were across tbe field. They were all dead, not a runner in the lot, and there were exactly six brace of them. Just ee he picked op the last George arrived, followed by Edward Ooesey. "Well, 1 never," laid the former, while tyrMrthlng «•»—twhMng a smile stole over his melancholy countenance. "That's the maeterest bit of shooting that ever I did eee. Lord Waktagbam oouJdn* beat that himself —sixteen empty cases and tweive birds picked up. Why," and he tamed to Edward, "bless me, sir, if I don't believe the colonel has won •Wt. gloves for Mies Ida after alL Let* see, sir, you got two brace tha last drive and ene the first, and a leash the second, and two brace and a half the third, six and a half to aiL And the colonel, yss.be has seven braoe, bird to thegc "Titers, Mr. Ur"." said Ha. MniHwg sweetly, "I have won ny gkm^ Mind yon -c-*. pay than." •V. I 1 or* 'orget, Mb* de la MoQe,"

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"I suppose," "he said, addressing tbe colonel, "that that last covey twisted up and you browned them." mKo," he answered quietly, "all four were clear shots."

Mr. Cossey smiled again an incrednlous anile, which somehow sent Harold Quaritch's blood leaping through his veins more quickly than was good for bim, and turned away to hide his vexatioii Edward CosBey wo rather have lost thousand pounds than his adversary should have got. that e: bird, for not only was he a jealous shot, but be knew perfectly well that Ida was anxious that he should lose, and desired above all things to see bim humiliated. And then he, the smartest shot within ten miles round, to be beaten by a middle aged soldier shooting with a strange gun, and totally unaccustomed to driving I Why, the story would be told over the country—George would see to that His anger was so great when ho thought of it that, afraid of making himself ridiculous, without another word he set off with his bearer toward the castle, leaving the others to follow.

Ida looked after him and smiled. "He is so conceited," she said "he canuot bear to be beaten at anything." "I think that you aro rather hard on him," said the colonel, for the joke had an unpleasant side which jarred On bim. "At any rate," she answered, with a little stamp, "it is not for you to say so. If you disliked him as much as I do you would be hard on him, too. Besides, I dare say that his turn is coming."

Tho colonel winced, as well he might, but looking at her handsome face, set just "now like steel at tho thought of what the future might bring forth,, he reflected that if Edward Cossey's turn did come he was by no means sure that the ultimate triumph would rest with him. Ida de la Molle, to whatever extent her sense of honor and money indebtedness might carry her, was no butterfly to be broken on a wheel, but a woman whose dislike and anger, or, worse still, whose cold, unvarying disdain, was a thing from which the boldest hearted man might shrink aghast

Nothing more was said on the subject, and they began to talk, though somewhat constrainedly, about indifferent matters. They were both aware that it was a farce, and that they wero playing a part, for beneath tho external ice of formalities the river of their devotion ran whither they knew not All that had been made clear a few nights back. But what will you have? Necessity, overriding their desires, co: polled them along tho path of self denial, und, like wise folk, they recognized the fact, for there is nothing more painful in the world tban jjhe outburst of hopeless affection.

And so thoy talked about painting and shooting and what not, till they reached the gray old castle towers. Here Harold wanted to bid her good-by, but she persuaded him to come in and have some tea, saying that her father would like to say good night to him.

Accordingly he went into the vestibule, where there wo3 a light, for it was getting dusk, and there he found the squire and Mr. Cossey. As soon as he entered Edward Cossey roso, said good night to the squire and Ida, and then passed toward the door, where the colonel was standing, rubbing, the mud off bis shooting boots. As ho came, Harold, being slightly ashamed of the shooting match, very sorry to have humiliated a man who prided himself so much upon hiB skill in a particular branch of sport, held ont his hand, and said, in a friendly tone: "Good night, Mr. Cossey. Next time that we are out shooting together I expect I shall be nowhere. It was an awful fluke of mine killing those four birds."

But Eward Cossey took no notice of tbe friendly words or outstretched hand, but came straight on as though he intended to ^walk past him..

Tbe colonel was wondering what was best to do, for it was impossible to mistake tbe meaning of tbo oversight, when the squire, who was sometimes very quick to notice things, spoke in aloud and decided tone. "Mr. Cossey," he said, "CoL Quaritch is offering you bis hand." "I observe that he is." he answered, setting his handsemo face, "but I do not wish to take Col. Quaritch's band."

Then came a moment's silence, which tbe squire again broke. "When a gentleman in my house refuses to take tbe hand of another gentleman," he said, very quietly, "I think I have aright to ask the season of bis conduct, which, unless tbat reason is a very sufficient one, is almost as muoh a slight upon me as upon him." "I think that CoL Quaritch must know the reason, and will not press me to explain," said Edward Cossey. "I know of no reason," replied the oolonel, sternly, "unless, indeed, it is tbat 1 have been so unfortunate as to get tbe best of Mr. Cossey in a friendly shooting match." "CoL Quaritoh must know well tbat such is not tbe reason to whioh I allude," said Edward. "If he consults his conscience be will probably discover a better one."

Ida and her father looked at each other in surprise, while tbo oolonel by a half involuntary movement stepped between bis accuser and the door and Ida noticed that bis face was white with anger. "You have made a very serious implication against me, Mr. Ooesey," he said in a reld, dear voice. "Before you leave this room you will be so good as to explain it in the presence 6f those before whom it has been made." "Certainly, if yon wish it," he answered, with something like a sneer. "Tbo reason why 1 refuse to take your hand, CoL Quaritoh, is that you have been guilty of conduct whioh proves to me that you are not a gentleman, and, therefore, not a person with whom I dadre to be on friendly terms. Shall IgeonP "Most certainly you will go on," answered the ceionaL "Very welL Tbe conduct to which I refer is that you Vare onoe engaged to my aunt, Julia Hasten tbat within three days of tbe Hum of the marriage you deeortod and jilted her in a most cruel way, as a consequence of which she went mad, and is to this moment en inmate of an asylom." (da gave au exclamation of astonishment, and tbe oolonel started and colored np, while the equirt, looking at him curiously, waited to bear what be bad to say. "It is perfectly true, Mr. Cossey," be answered, "that I was esxgaged twenty years ago to be married to Mis Julia Boston, tbooglrl now for the first time learn tbatabe was your aunt It is also quite true tbat tbat engagement was broken off under 4 painful cireamstancee, within three day* A tbe time fixed for tbe marriage^ What those circumstances were 1 am not at liberty to aay, for the simple reason that I gave my word not to do so, but this I will cay. that they were not to my discredit, though you may not be aware of that fact But as you are ooe of the family, Mr. Cossey, my tocgOe is do* tied, and I ,ii do myself the honor of filing open TOO to-morrow and explaining Bum to you. After that,* be oddM. significantly, "I shall require yon to a glee to roe as poblidy as yon have accused "Yon est r-qoir*. but whether 1 comply 1a :.i.Ttter,* eaid Edwan. Ooesey.*•" 1 out "lamvu? Mr.de la MoOe," asid tbecok»ei,u he had goae,Mmoni sorry than I qu that I should have bees

the cause of this most unpleasant scene. 1 also feel that I am placed in a very false position, end until I produce Mr. Cossey's written apology, that position must to some extent continue. If I fail to obtain that apology, I shall bavo to consider what course to tfeke. In the meanwhile I can only jfek you to suspend your judgment"

Nff ,•'% no BE COMT1ML KD.] Ik ... WOMEN IN WAR AND POLITICS.4

Some Historical Examples Which Ar« Worthy of Remembrance. History is full of the dangers that attend the interference of royal wives in their husband's politics. Reigning queens have been successful enough. Elizabeth of England, Maria Theresa Catharine of Russia, and our present queen, have shown that they can select wise counselors and guide tho destinies of realms but tho queen consorts of history, when they have interfered with the politics of their husbands' cabinets, have done a groat deal of harm.

Henrietta Maria exercised an unfortunate influenco at the court of Charles Marie Antoinette tnado her husband additionally unpopular. Tho last king of Naples was married to a high spirited Bavarian princess who encouraged his resistance to institutional demands. In 1870 the Empress Eugenie declared to her intimate friends, "Remember, this is my war and it is likely enough that the emperor, ill, weak and hardly able to mount a horse, would have deferred tho struggle had not his impetuous and spirited consort urged him on.

It is sometimes said that the influence of women on the politics of the world would put an end to war but while they remain non-combatants we greatly doubt it They are able to realizo some of the results of war —the empty chairs, the desolated homes, the widowed lives but they never see its coarser consequences. They never witness a battle field after the fight is won—tho wounded, the dying, theanguish of (intended men, the fearful spectacle of human life trampled in the mire, and all the grim and disgusting incidents of the shambles of war, from the bloodshed of the day of victory to the spectacle later on of unburied bodies moldering in the sun. They read novels and poems that throw a halo around it all they bail as heroes the men who return they listen to tbe music of the triumphal entry thoy watch the waving plumes and the flaunting banners, and they invest with interest every man in the victorious array.

It is in tliiBspiritof unreasoning enthusiasm that beautiful women on thrones send brave men out to slay and to bo slain—stinging with their taunts tho princes who hesitate, and rewarding with their smiles the rash kings who stake their crowns on the issue of a day. Queen Natalie, of Servia, is only tbo lost of long lipt of illustrious ladies who have burnt their fingers playing with the fires of politics and war.—London Telegraph. ..

Clubn for Women.

A lady suggests that tho seductiveness and freedom of club lifo may be a reason why bachelors cling with such tenacity to their freedom. "Indeed," she says, "many aro heard to declare that they find it impossible to conceive why a n^an should want a home when he livo at his club in much more elegance and luxury for not more than half tbe oxpensa "Why should not this be a case of tweedlodee ana tweedlo-dum? Would not tbo life of an unmarried woman, tbat poor specimen of 'forlornity' generally pitied as an old maid, bo a thousand times moro agreeable if she were a member of a club, whoso club bouse was situated in the most fashionable locality, where sho could spend her hours in its luxurious parlors, surrounded with every comfort, well trained servants ready and anxious to do her bidding, friends dropping in unceremoniously, tho best of cooldng at her order, an elegant table d'hote served daily for what it would cost for a boefsteak at a restaurant, a bedroom or two, well furnished, well heated, well cared for in ovcry respect! Would it not be as ideally independent away for single women and widows to live as for bachelors and widowers, without tho coldness attributed to tbe unprotected female in a hotel, or the opprobrium attached to a boarder in a boarding bouse, or tbe loneliness of living alone in one's house, or doubly alone nmiH half hearted friends!"—New York Telegram. i- ,« 8chool Examinations. 'Al

It cannot be too often insisted on that examination is a good educational servant, but a bad master. It is a useful instrument In tho bund of a teacher to test his own work, and to know how far his pupils have followed and profited by his teaching. But it necessarily exerts a fatal influence whenever it is mado of such importanoe that teachers simply conform to an external standard, loee faith in themselves, sink into the position of their own text books and give but little of their own personality to their work. It is true that it is necessary to test the work of teachers but it not necessary, tor the purpose of doing so, to take the whole soul out of teaching. If examinations are to be defended on the ground that they test the efficiency of teachers, then we reply that other and better ways of doinp this are to be found and must be found. We quite frankly that they can only be found and pursued at the price of some trouble and experiment on the part both of parents and those responsible for the conduct of teaching but if trouble and thought and experiment ere to be spared in this great matter, we had better at onoe resign tho hope of any moral and Intellectual results of real value from what wo are doing. —Popular Science Monthly.

T. Granger Stuart, M. D., F. R. 8. E.» Ordinary Physician to H. M. the Queen in Scotland, Professor of Practice of Physic in the University of Edinburgh, writes: "Acnte bronchitis is common especially in the advanoed stages of Bright's disease, and tends to pass into the chronic state. Phthisis (consumption) in its various forms is found occaseionally associated with these renal (kidney) affections. It usually proves fatal while tbe renal malady is yet in its early stage." It thus becomes evident that consumption and bronchitis are intimately associated with kidney disease and Warner's Safe Core should be taken early in tbe disease to prevent the damaging influence the kidney malady exerts upon the respiratory organs.

Rev. H. H. Fairall, D. D., editor of the Iowa Methodist, says editorially, in tbe November (1883) number of his paper: ••We have tested the merits of Ely's Cream Balm, and believe that, by a thorough course of treatment, it will cure almost every case of catarrh. Ministers, as a class, are afflicted with head and throat troubles, and catarrh seems more prevalent sban ever. We cannot recommend Ely's Cream Balm too highly." «-2t

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KISSING AS A FINE ART.

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"Oh,'yes," said the professor, in answer to the reporter's question, "this is wbat we call a kissing school You see I am an American who has spent a number of years abroad, principally in Paris. I was very much surprised on arriving there to find such schools as this one, which I have Just established, very plentiful. To be able to kiss well and put into the action that gentle animation which must bo combined with a willful resignation to the act is a science over which very few people in America have control. All your American kissel's do their kissing impulsively and without considering the greaf advantage and ethereal pleasure to be found in calm, cool deliberation and premeditation. My wife, who is a native of France, and who was reputed to be the most graceful kisser in Paris, gave a young man bis first lesson in kissing the other day, and when the ordeal was over she nearly fainted. The poor fellow grabbed ber in his arms and squeezed her almost to death, kissing ber everywhere but on the mouth." "Say, professor, don't you get jealous?" "Me! Ob, not You see it is a purely busineai transaction between my wife and the young man who wants to learn how to kiss, and if I find that she is putting on any suporflous sentiments into his osculations begets the bounce. Very handsome young men iu Paris who como to our schools used to make an impression on my wife, and sho got •mashed' on somo of them. As a result I bear scars on my person that were received in duels. Of course, 1 give the kissing lessons to the girls, but 1 never allow my fascination for some of them to overcome my better judgment" "What is there in kissing! Just as much, if not moro, than there is in eating. The next time you go to see your girl, young man, kiss her lightly and with deliberation. If she happen to bo standing just put your left arm around her waist and draw her to you. Of course, she'll bo bashful. She will turn her head away. Then you must put your right hand to her left check, the hand open and draw her face around to you. Then look her straight in the eyes for half a minute, bend your head down slowly and prepare for action. Don't pucker up your lips. Allow them to remain in natural repose^ Dont push your mouth against her's as if you wero going to knock her teeth out When the lips are forced together the teeth come in contact with the lips and form a resistance which is decidedly unpleasant The lips should just meet, and there should be just tho slightest prossure. Then a little playful motion of the lips by the kisser and the kissed sends through you a thrill that is unction to tbe soul itself. When you can do this you will be an accom* plished kiuser. Of course, there are other and moro advanced stages in the art of kissing. There is tbat delicious, lovable, abandoned kiss that Mary Anderson gives to Ingomar when she plays Parthenia. Kissing can be made more effective and much more delicious by assuming certain attitudes, suoh as tbe actresses assume."—Philadelphia Reo ord.

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