Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 16, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 10 October 1896 — Page 3

LINES.

[Freely enlarged from Victor Hugo]. like a tiny glint of light piercing through tb dusty gloom her little laughing face through the shadows of my room.

And my pen forgets its way as it hears hei patt'rlng tread, While her prattling treble tones chase th thought* from out my head.

She is queen and I her slave, one who km* her and obeys, For she rules her world of home with imperious baby ways.

In she dances, calls me "DearI" turns thf pages of my books, Thrones herself upon my knee, takes my per with laughing looks,

Mnkwt disorder reign supreme, turns my pa pers upside down, Draws me cabalistic signs, safe from fear ol any frown.

Crumples all my versee up, pleased to heai the crackling sound, Makes them into balls and then—flings then all upon the ground. Suddenly she flits away, leaving me alone again With a warmth about my heart and a brighter, clearer brain.

And, although the thoughts return that hei coming drove away, The remembrance of her laugh lingers Witt me through the day.

And it chances, as I write, I may take crumpled sheet, On the which, God knoweth why, read mj fancies twice as sweet. —N. B. B. in London Spectator.

A DECEPTION.

To this day I live in perpetual fear oi meeting him, indeed I am oontinnall haunted with the belief that he is scour ing the earth for me, thirsting for re venge, and that is why I shun the haunts of men and live a solitary, se clndcd life, only venturing oat at dusk and wearing a beard (which doesn't soit me) and blue glasses (which I don' need) as a means of disguise. Of course it should never huve happened. I admit that. A word of explanation and all would have been well, and I should not now be living with the sword of Damo oles hanging over my head. But I let the opportunity slip and plunged myseli into an intrigue which may yet end in bloodshed.

It began with a very simple mistake on my part. I was loungiug on tho piet at Eastsea one fine morning in Septem ber, listening to the grand selection from the "Bohemian Girl" (they play this every day at Eastsea) and watching tho promeiiadors, when my eyes fell ou a young lady who was sitting in a quiet corner reading a novel. I could not see her fuce, for it was hidden by a crimson parasol, but her general appearanoe ut onco told me that it was Flo Boreaforu, one of the prettiest girls I know, and, inwardly congratulating myself, I row aud crossed to her. fcio absorbed was sho in her book fch: she did not hear me approach, and attract her attention (I know her very well) I playfully tapped the sunshade with my paper. She lookod up in a mo incut, nud thon, to my horror, I saw had made a mistake it was Dot Flo, but a stranger. 1 stood paralyzed, trying to frame au apology, but beforo I could get the words out I was amazed to see a lovuly smile of evident recognition and a still lovelier blush ovorsproad a oharming face. "George!" sho cried in a joyous tone. "This is a surprise. When did you coine? But there, sit down."

Now, 1 know that this was whore made tho fatal error. It was evideut that I bad a d: 'able, and equally evident that she was mistaking mo for him.

I know I ought to have undeceived her, to have murmured a few words of apology, raided my cap aud gono away, but I did not do this. Perhaps it wither eyes or her mouth or her hair. 1 dou' t. know. But, anyway, she drew her skirt.s aside, aud I sat down.

What made you come so-—so suddenly

sbe asked.

"What!" thon recovering myself. "Why, you, of course." She blushed divinoly. "Couldn't you wait for my answer?" she murmured softly. "No," I said, "I couldn't."

She turned over tho pages of her novel in abstracted fashion. On the fly leal I caught sight of some writing—"To Lucy trom George,'' aud the date.

Then a sudden inspiration struck me, I bent my head close to hers, so close that astray kmdril of her brown hail brushed my cheek. "Lucy," I whispered, almost putting my hps to hershell-likolittloear, "what is your answer?" irhe laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she mid. "I posted the letter this morning." "In—in answer to my letter?" I put in, taking a step in the dark. "Yea, in answer to your letter. And yoa'd have had it tonight." "And as it is I've missed it." you've missed it." "Bu you'll tell me what—what you said?"

She bent her head and toyed with the tassel of her parasol. She was very lovely. "I've half a mind not to—just to toa.«e you," she murmured. "Do you vrant to drive me distracted?" cried.

A ripple of laughter came from ber rosy lips. "Y st if you'd only waited?'

I—I couldn't wait Lucy, yoo

w^il si irr?" i—autnow."

"To—tonight perhaps." "Uin?r* "Y.S hi rtv Thr I wondered what it was he had aslant her. It seemed to roe that it could: Otiiy U« one thteg, hat— Ah, I had it "K-m? you kept my letter?" I asked. "Kept it? Oh, Qeexge, yea. Why. 1

have it here," putting her hand to 1M breast. "Just—er—let me have a look at it moment." "Let you? Oh, so you want to dw back, do you? Well, you can if you""My darling, I"— "George, forgive me Of course know. There it is." "I was about to say," I observed as took it, "that I only wanted to see if had spelled necessary with one two-"

She opened wide her eyes. "Necessary?" she said. "Why, there1 no such word in the letter." "Isn't there?" I murmured. "Let sea"

Yes, I read it, but I don't think would be right to let any one else do st My theory was correct, however. "I am wrong," I said, as I returne it to her.

'1 didn't use the word."

"I knew you didn't." There was a pause. "And—and you don't want to drat back?" "Not for worlds," I cried recklessly "Draw back indeed."

We talked of many things after that She told me about her mother, who wa an invalid, it appeared. "And I shan't be able to come ou thib afternoon," she said, "but you'l come up and see mamma?"

I hesitated a moment—only a mo ment. "Yes," I said. "But do you knowit's very funny—but the fact is I've actually forgotten where you're staying. Ha, ha!" "Oh, you stupid boy! South Parade, of oonrse." 'Of course. Number?" "Eleven." "To be sure. "Mamma will be so pleased to set you." "I shall be pleased to see mamma,' I responded.

The band had oeased playing now and I saw her off the pier—saw hei home, in fact. "This afternoon then?" she saici brightly as I bade her good morning.

I said yea, but I did not mean it. No, I had resolved to let the matter gc no farther, dp to this point it had aim ply been a very innocent joke. But it should end.

Hong it, you know it wasn*t right In fact, it was dishonorable. I—well, then I thought of her answer and what it was likely to be, and—well, at E o'clock I was sitting in the front drawing room at No. 11 sipping tea anc talking to a very oharming old lady whe welcomed me as—a son.

Lucy accompanied me to the dooi when I took my leave. "What time shall I call for you?" aaked. "Soven." "I shall live in torture till then." "No, you must live—in hope,"she replied, and then she disappeared.

I was there at 7. She was ready. She put her arm through mine quite confidingly, and we walked down the pier.

Our corner was vacant, and wo sat down. Her eyes were very bright, anrl her cheeks were flushed. It was a mild, warm evening. The sea splashed lazily on the golden sands, and the band play od a dreamy waltz. "Have you forgotten?" I murmurec as I took her hand. "Forgotten?" our answer?"

She was silent "Lucy, what is it? Speak! This—thif suspenso is killiug me.

I think I did it pretty well. There was a decided thrill of genuine passior in my voice.

The fact is, I bolieve I loved her. "It's—it's a word of th-three let tors," she murmured. "Of three"— "George, is my hat straight?"

This was after—after the band had played three waltzes and two descriptive pieces, and ii was time to go home.

I Baw her home, of course, and we lingered at the gate another half hour. "I may to'l mamftia?" she whispered softly as I released her. "Yes, do," I said.

After all, what did it matter? Then I suddenly folt the pressure ol her lips to mine, and the next xnoiner she had vanished. And .as I walked back to my hotel smoking a cigarette thought what a pleasant evening I had spent

Alas! I never saw heir again. I should have met her on the pier the next morn ing, but I did not do so. I don't think

I say I don't think—I should have doue ?o in any case, but the real reason why I didn't was this:

As I came down the morning 1 meta gentleman on the stairs who was so like me that we might have beet: twins.

It was "George." What did I do? Why, promptly packed my portmanteau and took train to remote village in Scotland. I often woe der now if he ever found oat Of oo» thing I am certain. She would not tell him.—St Paul's.

Deaf and Dumb at Intervals. While talking to some friends iu Wilkesbarre recently Patrick Honloj was stricken deaf and dumb. He wrote on a piece of paper: "Do not be alarmed. This will pass off in three days. 1 know what it is. I have had it before." It «xms that Healcy, while in Ireland, 90 years ago, was thrown from a hoarse. As a result of injuries received ho wac deaf and dumb for three days. Every four years since then he has had a similar attack, lasting in each instance throe days.—Philadelphia Record.

BrataL How do you like my

She—There! «inging? He—There is certainly a great deal of feeling in it "Thank yoo." "As I was about to remark, it gave me an impression that you were feeling around for the notes without being sure of finding them."—ludianapulis Journal.

FOE LITTLE FOLK?.

CHINESE BOYS AT PLAY.

They

Have Some 8 port*, but Are Not So Free as American Boys. Although the beys who live straight under us on the other side of the world are very prim and proper when among older folk, they are just like other boys when they get out in the back yard by themselves. In fact, they are all the more playful for being under restraint part of the time.

,, ""H"*"

A Chinese boy is surrounded by endless rules. He must never walk in front, or at the side of his father, or his trade, or his older brother. He must follow them in order to show his respect He is not allowed to contradiot his pa rente, nor find fault when whipped, even if the whipping is unjust And everywhere he must bo silent and respectful, not speaking unless spoken to, nor sitting down in the house unless asked to do so.

But in spite of all these things the Ohinese boy has a good deal of fun. Every one in Ohina except the women and girls plays with kites, and the Chinese boy is no exception. Like our boys, if he can fly a paper dragon that is handsomer than the paper dragon of the boy in the next block he is extremely happy. Fighting with kites is also great sport among Chinese boys. A kite is

PLAYING SHUTTLECOCK.

sent to a great height, and the strings are allowed to saw across one another until one is out in two and the kite held by it flies away. And the boy whose kite is the best fighter is envied all over the neighborhood.

But tho Chinese boy knows nothing of marbles, baseball, tennis, shinney, stilts, skating or sliding. He does, however, have a few games of his own, so simple that American boys would hardly find amusement in them. He likes to toss pennies, and he has a modified form of the game of battledore and shuttleoock, only for the battledore he uses his heels, and you may imagine how he is compelled to dance around to keep the shuttleoock in air. Chinese bdys are great runners and jumpers, and they also like to put on big scare masks and frighten the little girls, the enjoy ment of which some of our boys may appreciate. Another sport is tip cat, and there is also a game of balL The ball is made by winding string around a bunch of snakeskin, and the boys oontest to see which can make it bound the greatest number of times.

Four Handed Not Gatherers. "Good luck to you, "said the rosy little sohoolma'am one Friday, smiling at a group of boys and girls from the red scboolhouse, as they were planning to go on a nutting frolic the next day. "Take care of yourselves and don't hurt tho trees, for the poor things cannot defend themselves, and have no four handed friends to help them, like some other trees I know of."

Then the children crowded around ber to hear more, and she told them of the graceful Brazilian trees from which oome the queer, three sided, hard shelled nuts oalled Brazil nuts. These grow packed many together, the sharp edge inward, almost like the parts of au orange, and each cluster is covered with a hard, woody Bhell, making a ball half as large as a man's head.

If monkeys happen to be in a Brazil nut tree, and you throw something up to knock down the fruit, those four handed little fellows will defend t&e tree in a very lively fashion by pelting you witfe the hard, heavy globes, so that you will be glad to get out of the way. Knowing this habit of the monkeys, the Indians save themselves the trouble of climbing the trees when they wish to gather the fruit In the nut harvest time they just provoke the monkeys to throw down the nuts, and when the shower is over all they have to do is to carry the prizes to their boats and drift with them down the Orinoco river to market.—Brooklyn Citizen.

"All Things Come Bound."

II wta terribly hot and laid me down At the foot of a hickory tree. And a squirrel above who wasat afraid

Sot barking and scolding mo, And a bumblebee swans by a winding path With his surly "Get oat of my way, And a roving moaaaitoeame blowing his pipe.

So wbat could a fellow sayf This bumblebee thinks that he owns the earth.

And the squirrel there rlatme the tree. And this third little varlet would take all the rest

That's of any Importance to me." Bat yoa Mi I waa tired and fell asleep, And w6en I opened my eyes They found out the door of the bombMwo'a

There mi boeey caooogb for prU»— iad lb* mdffrf had tbiovra me a pml at mite,

And oeer tkettog spray A rotate «w etngtnf cheery aoiif— ,, 11M oxMqaito had oome hit W*y. -W. C. HflOMlanrt la Sk MtefaafcM.

A Wife's Comfort.

Knowledge saves worry In many1 ways. A writer in the Chicago Record professes to know a man—not a Chicago man, but an Englishman—whose well known constitutional tardiness once saved his wife from hours of the most terrible anxiety.

At the time of the fair there was a terrible fire in one of the buildings—I think it was the cold storage. On the afternoon of the fire the man—he was an Englishman—had an appointment on the top floor of the doomed building. The fire broke out if I'm not mistaken about 2 o'clock. In a short time the building was partially destroyed and several lives had been lost

Some friends of the Englishman came to his wife at the Victoria hotel and broke gently to ber the fact that the cold storage place was in ruins and that Harry bad an appointment on tl top floor that afternoon. "What time did the fire breakout?' she asked.

They told her at 3 o'olook. "And for what hour was Harry's ap pointmentr"

Two o'clook, also. "Oh, then, I'm not in the least alarmed!" she said, and serenely oontin ued to knit

About 5 o'clock Harry turned up having been delayed by the difficulty of getting transportation. He looked a lit tie white. "By Jove, Dora," he remarked, "I had a narrow shave thi afternoon."

She kissed him placidly. "You weri to have been in the oold storage buil ing at 2 o'clock, dear, and you didr' get there til' nearly 8. Wasn't that it?:

He gave a wondering assent "What a oomfort it is, Harry, that you're always late!"

Then she resumed her knitting.

One Found of Coal on a Steamship. The value of a pound of coal at dif ferent epochs of steamship evolution, a given by Mi. A. J. McGinnis, president of the Liverpool Engineering society has been as follows: In 1840 a pound of ooal propelled a displacement weight oi .578 ton 8 knots but the earning weight was only one-tenth of this, 90 per cent of the displacement representing the hull, machinery and fuel In 1850, wit' iron vessels and the screw propeller, a displacement weight of .6 ton was pro polled 9 knots by a pound of coal bat the proportion of cargo bad risen to -7 per oent or .16 ton. In 1860, with higher boiler pressure and the surface condenser, .82 ton displacement was propelled 10 knots, and the oargo wf*s 88 per cent, or .27 ton. In 1870, after *he compound engine had come int use, 1.8 tons displacement was propelle-l 10 knots, and here the cargo formed 50 per oent of the whole, being .9 ton. In 1885 there were two classes of freight l)oats—the "tramp" propelled 8.4 tons displacement 8% knots, with 60 per oent, or 2 tons of oargo at the same time tho •mormons cargo steamers of the north Atlantic were driving a displacement oi 3.14 tons 12 knots, with 55 per cent, or 1.7 tons of cargo. .On the modern express passenger steamers the oargo weight is down to .09 ton per pound ox oal.—Railroad Gazette.

"Sir!"

"There are so many people in New York," said a gentleman from the west, "that I am always meeting some one %vhom I thii.k I know and do not You meet so many faoes there that there are .j great many duplicates. "Only yesterday," he continued, was strolling down Broadway, and saw .i familiar face on the opposite side of he street I was positive that I knew the lady. Quickening my pace, I crossed he street, so as to meet heij. As I approached I thought she recognized me, and I beoame oertain that I knew her. I walked up, hat in hand, and Baid: 'Why, how do you do, Mra "She stopped, glared at me, and began in a stefn tone, 'Sir!' But I had fled. "A hundred people saw the miserable blunder and laughed at me as I tried to hide myself in the crowd."—New York Times.

Bismarck Forgave.

Bismarck could forgive, but he wished to do it after proper solicitation. At the beginning of the Danish war, Field Marshal Wrangel, who was at the head of the Prussian troops, was exceedingly annoyed, at one point, to be telegraphed not to advance farther, and he returned a message trlling King William that "these diplc-natists who spoil the mo successful o^rations deserve the gallows." After that Bismarck ignore! him completely, and one day they m°t at the king's table, where it was especially awkward to preserve a coldness. Wran gel oalled everybody "du," and presently he turned to Bismarck, who was seated next him, and said, "My son, canst thou not forget?" "No," waa the curt reply. After a pause W ran gel began again, "My son, canst thou not forgive?" "With all my heart, "said Bismarck, and the breach was healed.

Stowaways.

Noah was at no pains to conceal bis chagrin as be contemplated the art cow. "And in spite of all my efforts to exclude stowaways," he bitterly exclaimed.

Noah, it will thus be observed, had not got next to the irony of the realistic. Detroit Tribune.

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