Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 14, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 26 September 1896 — Page 3

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HIS LADY.

[From tbe Prenoh of Pierre de Eonsard.] When yoti are very old, and, by the candle's flame, Bitting beside the lire, 70a talk and spin and

sing

My songs o' nlghte, then yon will say. half wondering, Bon sard in bygone days hath song my beana When those around thee hear this word, no serving dame Of thine, already at her task half slumbering, Bat at the echo of my name awakening. With everlasting praise shall rise' and bless thy name.

Bat I, a formless ghost within the earth foil deep, Beneath the myrtle shadows I shall lie asleep. While tboo before the fire art crouching, old

Weeping $or*my lost love and for thy prood disdain. Wait not the morrow, but live now, if them wilt deign To hear me. Plnck the roees of thy life today. —B. EL Barker in Academy

LOOKING FOB RICHES

There was silenoe between them. Wilson Shardeloe bad performed the duties of a host He had given bis friend the beat ohair and himself had taken the one whose wioker bad cracked at the back so as to make it a little creaky, a little dangerous and a little uncomfortable. He bad passed the cigarettes and the whisky and had nnwired the soda water. It was 11 o'clock. The temple is very quiet at that hour. Even the rumble of the hurrying hansom in Fleet street or the Strand only oomes with soft murmur as of green woods in summer time.

The hour and its stillness, the solitude a deux, all invited confidences. Yet the men sat silently smoking. Jack Tyrwhitt spoke first "You're a poor host, Shardeloe. Yon oare far the vile body with oigars and things, but you leave my intelleot unfed. For goodness sake, man, talk oi something, if it is only the odds about the Leger.

Shardeloe heaved a sigh and came out of his absorption with an obvious effort. 'It's generally I who talk most," he said, reproachfully. "You have grown as silent as an owl, Jack, lately. I don't know what's the matter with you. Have you been oommitting a murder, or getting married, or running away with your neighbor's wife, or what is it? I'm sure you have some guilty secret"

The other laughed with a little embarrassment "I'm as innooent as the babe unborn," ho said. "But, seriously, there is something I should like to toll you, only I promised not to mention it to any one." "Holy Mosesl" cried the host, with sudden and complete enlightenment "I see it all now—you're engaged "It's true,"said Jack, after a mo* ment's hesitation. "There can't be any harm in my telling you that much. The faot is, sho doesn't want the engagement talked of at present for family reasons," "Yes, I know," said Wilson, encouragingly "they are like that sometimes. I don't believe it'B really family reasons. It's only because they like to make a fuss about nothing. Wo must humor them, you know. Is Bhe pretty?" "She's divine!" "Any money f" "Oh, yes, I should think sol Her people are very well off. But I ought not to he talking about her." "So you're oaught at lastt" "I wish you wouldn't chaff about it," said his friend. "I'm sorry I said anything about it" "I'm not ohafflng. In faot"—the need of a oonfldant was strong within him—"I'm engaged, too, and mine is just tho samo as yours. She will havo this stupid little mystery. Only it isn't family reasons with her. It'sbeoause"— He pulled himself up short on the brink of repeating her words, which had been to tho effect that she must get used to her strange new happiness before she oould share her holy secret with the hard, unsyiupathotio world. "And is she beautiful too?" "My dear boy," said Shardeloe warmly, "she's an angel—so clever, too, and so noble and high minded. I never feel that I oan live up to her. She makes me feel a low, base, sordid creature, sometimes. I assure you, when I have been spending the evening with her, I come home quite worn out The moral atmosphere is so"— He paused. "I mean," he added, "it's so difficult to keep up—that sort of high pressure business." "I know," said his friend, with sympathy. "Mine's just the same. I know what you mean. I'm glad we have told each other, old man," Tyrwhitt went on after another pause, "because 1 was beginning to wonder what had oome over you, and now, of course, I under* stand it" "I only wish I oould tell you her name. You'll be best mau, won't you?" "Of course I will, if I am not put 011 the shelf before you." "Oh, Tjnrwhitt, when I think of that girl you don't know how terrible all sorts of things look that I never saw any harm in before! Hello, we are getting sentimental! Have another go of whisky."

The next day Shardeloe went out of town, and the two men did not meet for nearly three weeks. Then, as before, they sat drinking whisky and soda, and silenoe was between them. 'You're looking rather chippy, old man,'* said the host "I dare say I da The fact is I don't know what to do with myself. I daren't look in at a ball or take any one oat to dinner or do anything amusing because ahe—you know who I mean—is

dreadfully down on anything of that sort, and, upon my worfl. I never knew the time go so slowly, except when I am with her, and then, of

coarm,

it's

all right Why, you've no idea bow bored I am. I was actually thinking today I would answer one

those matri*

mwial agency advertisements. It might be a lark." "But suppose she found out?"'

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"Oh, one could write it on the Remington and put a different name, I don't know whether it's worth doing. Nothing is." "Oh, yes, come on," said Shardeloe, drawing the typewriter toward him. "But, I say, if we give a false name they'll look us up in the directory and find us out" "Oh, I'll write in Daubeny's name. His rooms are over in Harcourt buildings, and I have got the key of them. He's away in Algiers." "I'm afraid it's rather silly—like two schoolboys." "Oh, well, one must do something, you know."

Shardeloe went out for a oopy of The Matrimonial! Globe. They selected the most glowing advertisement: "Personal—Ethel, aged 19, golaen hair, blue eyes, independent fortune, wishes to meet with a gentleman of about 2& with £500 a year or more. Must be musicaL Address Ethel, office 667 Fleet street"

So they wrote a letter describing tbe pecuniary and moral affluence of the absent Daubeny. "I like the name Ethel," said Jack, drawing the letter from the typewriter, "it's such a sweet, good, innooent, tender name." "I think I like the full name, Ethelreda, better. There's something dignified about it" "I don't know," said the other. "It's not oozy, like EtheL It mokes you think of Anglo-Saxon attitudes, don't yon know."

I don't agree with you," said Wilson a little stiffly. Well, they sent the letter. There were some inquiries from tbe office of the pu per, which Tyrwhitt, impersonating the absent Daubeny, answered to the office's satisfaction.

Daubeny wont mind, you know," he said to his friend. "He'll enjoy the **e."

And three days later camethe answer to their typewritten eulogy of the gentleman in Algiers. This also was typewritten. A photograph was inclosed which Wilson would have unwrapped at onoa "Fair does," said tyrwhitt, holding the photograph at arm's length, while they read the letter together. It stated that if Mr. Daubeny's income was as represented and if he thought from the inclosed photograph that Ethel would be likely to make his home happy she would arrange to meet him at the office. "A personal interview," the letter stated, "is always more satisfactory."

Now for the photograph f" "cried Jack. "We shall have to stop short a|t this, Wilson. I have often wondered what sort of women do put in these ad-' vertisements. This will be some old catamaran of 50, I suppose."

Shardleloe drew the photograph from its silver paper resting place and gave one glance at it He dropped it with a hurried "D—n!" "As bad as all that?" said Tyrwhitt gayly, picking the photograph out of the sugar basin into whioh it had fallen. It had arrived at breakfast time. "Good God!" he oried as soon as his eyes fell on it "It's Ethel, Ethel you know, the girl that I was engaged to."

Already he spoke in the past tense. "So she was to me, by Jovef'' oried Wilson incoherently. "Jack, that's my girl too!"

They stood frowning at eaoh bther across the photograph. Then Jaok begau to laugh, and in a moment Wilson fol lowed suit "What a let off, by heaven!" he said. "What shall we do?" "I was very fond of her, Shardeloe, old fellow," said Jaok.

But his friend said: "Don't be an ass. How can you be fond of a girl like that—u girl who was engaged to two men at onoe and tried to get hold of a third? You were fond of a girl who never existed—your pure souled, high toned darling." "Shut up, can't you," oried the other savagely, "and tell me what you are going to do?" "I shall return her letter and her photograph and tell feggj&ftt all is at an end between u& ,4. "If you do that, there is nothing kit for me but to go and break it off personally. I should rather enjoy that" "Shall we go together?" said Wilson, struck by a happy thought "Fo, I don't want to hit her When she's down I"

And tbe next day Tyrwhitt went Ethel received him with her usual quiet grace and dignity.

I have come to release you from your engagement," be said. Her great, innocent, baby eyes filled with tears. "Oh, what is it? Don't you love me any more?" "I can't be put off," he said, "with a divided heart You have already shared yours between my friend Wilson Shardeloe and met Now that you propose to add Daubeny to your collection you leave me no resource but to retire.'' "I don't understand," said Ethel, "but I see you mean to insult me. After what you have said we are strain* from this moment" S

And, with all her old saintly dignity, she turned and left him. It must be owned that die carried off the situation well.

But the worst of it was that they forgot to tell Daubeny anything about it, and, while they were away at Monte Carlo next winter, she really did meet Daubeny at an art studente' danoe at Kensington, and, finding that his means were as represented, married him out of band. And then of conne it was of no use for them to tell him.

Shardeloe and Tyrwhitt tihie sometimes with the Daubeny*, but Mrs. Daubeny does not encourage her husband to ask them often. "Of course I most bsbospiteble to all yonr friends." she says to bet husband, with the sweet, saintly dignity that site so well upon her, '"butI'm aftaid, dear, that Mr. Shardeloe and

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boy—he is generous and obliging, but he loves to talk about himself and bis own affairs and never takes any interest in what you are doing. You wouldn't oare for him in spite of his fine quali ties for an intimate friend. It is well to learn the lesson young, for we must learn It at some time or other, that the people we shall be thrown among through life will ask yet more of us than that we keep the Ten Commandments. If they are the sort of people whom we ought to know, they will ex pect us to do right, but they want still more than that of us, or rather they want that canned out to its inner meaning. Tact and taste are needed in social life as well as the enforcement of the golden rule But, then, tact and taste are the further carrying out of the golden rule.

It is because young folk sometimes overlook these acts that they need to be reminded that good hearts are not visible to the world, as are uncouth manners, oatelees speeoh and unpleasing habits. Therefore these all oount in the impression one makes, and cne must be on guard that that impression shall be agreeable. "Manners make the man" is not wholly true, but it has some truth in it—New York Advertiser.

Why Oeoigte Cried.

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FOE LITTLE POLKS.

Amateur magicians, as well as amateur scientists, will like the little experiment that we are now going to describe. We have shown you two or three ways of "turning water into wine," as the raaginitwig say. This is another, and we think that it is the neatest and most Interesting of them all.

Get two goblets of exactly the same size and shape and plunge them into a tub of water, holding one upright and the other upside down. Hold them under the water until both are completely filled and not a bubble of air remains in them. Be careful about this. Then while they are still under water bring them together, brim to brim, one upright, the other inverted, and lift them carefully out, standing them in a plate provided for the purpose. jgy

One goblet is now standing inverted npon the other, and both are full of water. Dry them oarefully with a oot-

ton olotb, and then move the upper glass very slightly to one side, so as to leave visible barely a thread of water. If you do this skillfully and gently^-the water will not run out

On the foot of the inverted glass now place a small glass filled with wine, and having dipped into tbe wine a fiber of tapestry wool or a piece of candlewick arrange it with its two ends hanging over and down from the edge-of the wineglass. Capillary attraction will now set in, and the wine will begin to run down the fiber, dropping on to the foot of the inverted glass and overflowing thenoe down the sides of the glass.

Thus the wine will run gently toward the brims of the two glasses, and then, instead of continuing its descent, it will flow sideways between the rims and thence upward into the inverted gl so that, in a few minutes, the small glass on top will be empty, the middle, inverted, glass will be full of wine oolored fluid, and the lower glass will be full of clear water.—Philadelphia Times.

TERRE HAtJTE SATURDAY EV^TNIKG MAIL, SEPTEMBER 26. 1896.

Water Experiment For the Amateor Magician to Try.

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JBojrs Mid Girls and Manners. lt

Growing girls and boys who have or rived at a particularly conscious age often complain that companions of theirs are better liked than themselves, although they know in their heart of hearts that these' other boys and girls are not as really deserving—that is, not possessed of as many virtues as they themselves constantly practice. Now is the time for suoh young people to learn that to be sought after one must have good manners as well as a good heart, taste and tact as well as virtues. You may think this is rather hard, but stop a moment to oonsider.

Why don't you choose that girl for a friend? She tells the truth and is very unselfish. Rut you remember that she is also fond of reminding you if your bat is crooked or your gown is unbecoming. I ken bits in the barrel are then lighted You don't oare for her society, although by means of burning peat, no suoh thing she is a good girl Then there is that as a lucifer match being allowed.

foe.

Uncle—What are you crying Georgie? Coorgie—Teacher whipped me because I was the only ore—boo hooJ—able, to answer a question today. ?,

Uncle—What was the question? Gecagie (between sobs—Who pat the bent pin in the teacher's chair.— London Answers.

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She vmUat ber dinner. And would «it sUU ead enr 8be por till tb» evening

Of tbU very horrid day, tAad all beosose so early 8ke got or tbe

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A Lobfter'a Legl.

A lobster's legs, all told, are ten in number, but only eight of these are largely used for walking. The front pair, or big claws, have been specialized, as in the crab, and most others of the higher crustaceans, into prehensile organs for catching and crushing the prey. Their use is obvious. Lobsters feed largely off moUusksof various sorts and other hard shelled marine animals. In order to be able to tjfieak or crush tbe shells of these and so to get at the softer flesh within they have aoquired sucb large and very muscular nippers or pinchers. That is not all, however. Not only have tbe two front legs been differentiated and specialised from the eigh others in this manner, but also, by rare exception to the symmetry of th body, the right claw has been special ized from the left, each being intended to perform a distinot function. One is scissors, the other is a mill one is cutter, the other is a craoker.

As a rule, the right claw is the slen derer and longer. It has toothlike projections or serrated edges on its nippinfaces, and it is rather adapted for bit ing and severing than for crushing 1 grinding. The left claw, on the otbet hand, is usually thicker, heavier and rounder. Its musoles are more powerful and in place of sharp teeth it has blunt tubercles or hammers of different sizes. It acts, in fact, more like a nut cracker than like teeth or a saw. It is a smashing organ. Nevertheless you will finri it interesting to observe, by noting th" lobsters served to you at tablet that tin' differentiation has hardly as yet beoomr quite oonstant, for sometimes it is th. right claw that displays the hammerlikt nut craoker type and the left that oc as nipper and biter, while sometimes n~ differenoe occurs at all, both claws alike being sharp toothed or blunt hammered .in the same speoimen.—Longman's Magazine.

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:.. Jay Gould's Nemesis. I am seated before a blazing fire in the library of a man I sea at a glance i? a book loving as well as book owning man. Near me, by the center table, Jay Gould is seated in a low ohair. Tho shaded lamp throws a flood of light or a book be holds, and also shows in relief against the background of shadow his clear out features. It is the face of a student, and. as lie turns to answer some questions I have asked about tbe book I find the happiest expression rest^ ing on that faoe. The dark eyes are brimming over with that thoughtful look whioh shows a free mind and a happy moment Then suddenly a spasm of pain distorts the face, the eyes close, the book falls from a nerveless hand. For a moment he seems to suffer tbe torture of the damned. Then be pull* himself together, begs to be excused, and then goes slowly up the broad stairway, to pass a night of anguish.

His Nemesis has struck-home—neu-ralgia, whioh has traveled with him 40 years—an enemy whioh all his wealth oould not bribe had claimed its pound of flesh. When I heard of how he died— turned his face to the white wall, whispered "I am so tired, tired," and then slipped into the unknown—this soene oame back to me with new meaning. Gould grabbed for gold—got it And that was all he did get out of life.— (pornhill Magazine.

Modern Fire Worship In Sootland. Burghead, in Morayshire, is unique in one respeot It has "the burning of the olavie." This" oeremony is gone through every Kew Year's eve, old style. It is supposed to be a relic of fire worship. There is now only one other oommunity, it id said, in Britain where the practioe.is carried on. Tbe olavie consists of half an Archangel tar barrel fixed on the top of a fir prop about four feet long. Theseoond half of the tar barrel is broken up, put inside and mixed with tar. A stone must be used to knock in the nail whioh connects the pole and the barrel. The bro-

For over 60 years the olavie has been made by the same man, and one particular townsman has provided the "live" peat for 40 years. In the dark winter night the blazing thing is borne up one street and down another at high speed then carried to tbe Doorie hill in the middle of the village. Here the pole is fixed on a short, strong oolumn, and the olavie bums out The women rush in, and, pioking bits of the now dying clavie to "keep the witches away," disappear into the darkness. Glasgow JtoMldH"' .#••' Iv

Womanfr Cirtttatem.

The first American telesoope was put in position at Yale college in 1880.

Constipation

Causes fully half the sickness In the world. It retains tbe digested food too loegtn the bowels sad pcodaees MBoosows, torpid Brer, taB-

gestkn, bad taste, coated beadaebe, to* s. Hood's PSfe core eoost^stkn sad sB its results, essay sod fiioroBglily. as. AfldrnigMs. Prepared by C. Hood Ok, Lowell, Mass, Tbe aaiy PUS to take wttfc Hood's asrsapatffla.

REPAIRING OF

The woman who writes beoame sar(Mstio in speaking of another woman who not only writes, but who publishes. "She is very versatile^" an admirer had remarked. "Um—yes. But 1 think she misapplies her talents." "In what way?" "Her cookbook reads like works of fiction, and her works of fiction read like cookbooks. "—Washington Stai

The new moon falling between 8 and 10 a. m. in the summer time a change of weather. If it has been rainy, it will become fair if fair weather has been the rule, there will probably be a change to rain. Y|«

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