Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 21 October 1880 — Page 2

SMOKE.

How several

College Girls Left.

On the 25th of August last, say* the New York 7Vw'«.a terrible discovery was made by the professor of Latin and the harp at the'Wilson Female Seminary of! Kedfield, Massachusetts. The professor, •who had been engaged in giving private instruction in the art of silting on the front piazza to an estimable young lady of the village, was passing through the corridor to his room a' a late hour, when, he heard a distinct so ind of revelry in room No. 11. At fir- he thought it mfrght be a hilarious fturg: but he soon beard the unmistakab! -.und of feminine voices. Approaching the door softly he listened, in the strict performance of his duty, and, in addition to hearing the sound of voices, he smells 1 the odor ot tobacco. In these circumstance.-: he could not but suspeci the presence of i."rr«ptit. ous male cousins and, in his albino at (he possibility of such an iviisioa of tl.o seminary, .he took the extreme course of placing a chair near the door, climbing upon it, aud looking through what is popularv caller' the transom. lie saw no eousir.s,"but, to his intense horror, he saw that a feminine orgie of the most reprehensible nature was in progress.

Twelve young ladies, with their ha-jk hair down, were seated around a table, drinking cold tea and smoking cigarettes. Under the stimulating influence of the tea, they were talking rapidly and in aa excited manner, and from time to time they burst into subdued singing. The spectacle made the professor turn pale and, to a certain extent, made his blood run cold. lie did not dare to break in among th revelers, lest under tho excitement, of the tea they should tall upon and inflict fatal injuries upon his wig. Accordingly, he climbed softly down from his perch, went to his room, and in the morning the terrible tale, together with the names of revelers, to the principal.Some men, had they been in the principal's nlace, would at once have summoned the offenders to their pres encc, loaded them with reproaches, and sent them home to their stricken parents with the brand of cold tea and cigarettes on their foreheads. The girls would, of course, cither have sunk under the shame of their expulsion or they would have tried to drown their sorrow with more cold tea and cigarettes, and would have thus been ruined, morally, socially, and in point of stomachs. The excellent principal could not make up his mind thus to blight twelve young lives, and, after mature deliberation, lie hit upon a better plan. At prayers that evening he made a brief speech, announcing that he contemplated adding a newstudy to the ordinary curriculum, but that before doing so he desired to consult with his beloved pupils, lie thereiore invited the twelve young ladies, whose names had been furnished to him by the professor of Latin and the harp, to meet him in hi*, study at seven o'clock that night. The invited girls were grcatty flattered by the attentions paid them, and they resolved to put on their best ribbons, and to wait on their beloved principal without fail at the hour mentioned. They did so. At seven o'clock the twelve revelers presented themselves at the study door, and, it may be added, presented* an appearance which would have softened the heart of the most obdurate rufiian, unless, of course, he had been sustained by an unswerving determination to do his duty The principal welcomed them warmly, and they noticed with some surprise that, although the weather was hot, al the windows of the room were tightly closcd. They were still more surprised when the principal locked the door and put the key in his pocket, remarking as bo did so that they had met him for an important conference, and that he did not propose to be interrupted. After a prcf liminary discussion of the weather, the principal proceeded to business by saying that he had determined to introduce the theory aud practice of smoking" as a new study. He admitted that this important branch of education has been sadly neglected at the seminary and that he himself had not smoked tor several years but he trusted they were one and all ready to make up for lost time, bo saying, he produced a large and welltilled pine for himself, and a supply of the strongest cigarettes for the young laidics, promising a reward to the girl who should smoke the greatest

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of cigarettes within an hour, and an exemplary punishment to the one who should smoke the fewest. Witii these checring remarks, he ordered every lady to "light up" and, putting a match to his pipe, began to pour out a cloud of smoke. The young ladies.tillcd with a yague dread that they had been detected in their midnight orgie, and dreading punishment therefore, did not daro torefuse to smoke. They smoked with a rigor tuat showed they were but little accustomed to the true method of smoking, and that speedilly tilled the room with a cloud that momentarily grew denser •Hie windows being closed, no air could enter the room, ana the heat aided the smoke in its deadly work. In twenty minutes Kiss Sallie Smith dropped her cigarette, and sank upon the sofa. Fivo minutes later. Miss Bcttic

McGinnis followed her example and, at the end of torty minutes, every one of the twelve, with the exception of the two occupants of the sofa, were lying on the floor, mute and limp, and, in "their deathly agony, wishing they were dead. The good''principal consulted his watch, mid, finding that the hour for instruction was not vet ended, smoked steadily on. When the clock struck eight, lu- laid down his pipe, and apparently for the first time, noticed the condition of tin lirst ela•* h\ thv theory and practice of smoking. Me asked, with reat stirpri and tendiTiu.'.-- if anything was tin: inter, and if his dear young friends leii quite well but, receiving no answer except inarticulate groans,he opned the window's, unlocked the door, and rang for the matron. The latter, assisted by the chamber-maid, carried the young laidies' one by one, to their rooms, where, during the rest of the evening, they conducted themselves in a way that reminded the listener.of a storm at sea* with its usual effects upon delicate pas, sengers. It was two days before the smoking class made its appearance,and then,the girls looked, in the expressive and figurative language of the, washer woman, as if they'd been wrung out and drawed through a knot-hole." Nothing v„-v-r

has been said bvthe ]ri:.ipal is to the new study,' ami'it is uiukr-tootl that lie has changed his mind and dtcided not to place it on the curriculum. No more cold tea and cigarette orgies have

been held by the young laidies and, if

anything is morally certain, it is that not

STORIES OF THE SEA.

A Fatal Bar—Pacific Mirage-Florida Waterspout.

No less than three hundred and fifty lives were lost at what is called "the fatal bar," at the mouth of the Columbia, dur ing the salmon season just ended. The were victims of storms and cluing in tides. In the strecth of fishing the sea treacherous with eddies anil undertow and chopped into unmanageable waves. The Columbia canneries own one thousand six hundred boats and employ several thousand hand.-. As the salmon remained at tea three or four weeks longer than they do ordinairily, when they did cross the bar there was a great rush of men, and so a number of boats were drawn to destruction by the eagerness for the fray. One of the boats, which contained three men, was picked up in the Pacific after the laif* of a week. Not a mouthful of food or drop of water had passed the lijw of the crew. Shortly afterward sixty mci were loet in a Sal*. The objection tt Chinese rivals in the imdustry is so strong in the breasts of the white fishermen that whea a band of the heathens titved out a fleet, auder contract with tht canners,thcy wert attacked and annihilated. The Mongolia** went out with their nets at dusk, and the morning of the next day their wrecked boats strewed the shore. Not one of tht Chinese lived to tell the story of tho fleet's destruction. But those whojdestroyed them admitted that every one was drowned by human violeuec.

The passengers by the steamer Less ing, on her last trip to this country, about three days before their arr ival in New York, passed a tree standing as erect in the ocean as it ever stood on land. It was judged to be about fifteen feet out of the water, with stumps of branches extending a foot or two from the trunk Its erect position might have been due to the clinging of muscles or heavy shellfish to its roots—at all events, it was a singular spectacle in mid-ocean. The tree had been stripped of its bark entirely, but the ends of the various branches remained still with the trunk It is possible that the strange and lonesome traveler had been set afloat by some of the Wetst India hurricanes of several weeks previous.

Odd mementoes of the Vera Cruz disaster art mentioned by the Syracuse (N. Y.) Courier: A package of dolls ssnt by a young lady in this city to a friend in Mexico was among the mail of th« lost Yera Cruz, The package bore the name of the street in which she lived, and also the number of her residence. The only signature was the nickname of the writer. Monday the package was returned to her by mail. The dolls were discolorcd with the sea water, and will be kept as mementoes.

As John Vandaily, of Brunswick, Ga., was walking along the beach \ir that place a few days ago lie saw a bottle bobbing on the waves beyond the surf. He struck out, clutched the bottle, and, returning to the shore, opened it to find the following note, penciled hurriedly on a slip #f paper: "Brigantinc Lucas, Bombay, bound New York, 12(5 days out. Abandoned off' Bahamas, June l'J, 1881) John W. Jenking, Master. Glassgow, Scotland."

A sea mirage is described in a recent number of thcJPortland (Oregon) Bulletin as follows Some of the most magnificent mirages ever beheld may lie witnessed at sunset almost every day at Astoria, looking seaward. Evening before last the illusion represented a forest with all the tangled wildwood unl dry stubs, which soon gave place to a scene similar a prairie on fire.

Oil' Tampa, Florida, one day last week a waterspout ran along the surface of the sea, and, striking the spanker-boom of the steamer EUto Knight, snapped it off like a pipe-stem.

TooWell Heeled.

C'nr.-on iNcv.) Appeal.

Old Shokey, a peripatetic preacher, well-known to California, is such an ardent believer in Scripture that he is ready to bet on any proposition which is laid down in the Bible. A few weeks ago he visited the Lake and stopped on Sunday at Glenbrook. Being nearly penniless,he determined to give an exhortation, and getting tht use of a hall called the sinners togethw. His text was the marine episode, in which Jonah was taken in by a -whale. "Now, my hearers, to the class of people who never look beyond thet surface cf things this looks like a hard story to thieve but 1 know that it is so, every word of it

He saw an incredulous look on the faces of a few of the hard cases in the tmnt row, aud, after pausing a moment, continued: "I'll bet any man in the crowd $100 coin up that lean prove every word of it. Docs any body respond V'

He thrust his hand down into his trou ser pocket and leaned forward. No one took him up. He went, on with his sermon, showing conclusively that the whale did all that was claimed of^t, anil ihui passed around his hat "He that givcth to the poor lendetli unto the Lord," he.said a& it went down the row. "Lay up your treasures in heaven, where' neither* mothes nor rust corrupt, nor thieves break in and steal," he remarked again, as he saw the hat coming back.

It was handed to him empty and he dismissed the audience with a hasty benediction. After the services he met one of his hearers and complained bitterly of the lack of coin and enthusiasm in the town. "We've got the enthusiasm' here Parson," said the man addressed, but when yon bluffed us on a hundred dollar bet, some thought you must be a road-agent, and the rest concluded that a man so well heeled did'nt need any collection in Glenbrook." t:i -t

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one of the twelve revelers has the slight-j est desire ever gain to look upon the, among his fellows. cigarette when it is lighted. He sees that in the pushing struggle I

THE lERKE HAUTE "WEEKLY GAZETTE.

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0 'M OentHity. -I 1 [Modcfn Argo.]-

*Th* ttior'c a man sees of theworld,' and the more he mingles with others,''

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the New York Times, the smaller,

jg }je inclined to claim for himself

of life, other peoples'* rights must be considered ana he'must not take more ground than just enough to stand on. This is very marked in all crowds, and in all public places and conveyances.

The man or woman who is best versed in society makes smallest demands and Occupies least space. The persons who take more room than belongs to them are those who have been least in company, least accustomed tj adapt themselves to the needs of those about them. If you want to be thought well-bred, traveled, Cosmopolitan, keep in your elbows in a crowd and sit close in a street car.

If you want to be thought boorish and Uncultivated, and to be recognized as one who was never much in good company, push both sides of you as well as in front and rear, in a crowd, and spread yourself out in a car, or in a public hall.

It is by such indications as these that we see that the demand# of Christian regard for the rights and feelings of others secure the best results of good breeding. To 1x5 a well-rounded Christian man or woman includes the highttt grace# of true gentility.

What I'rrnonce or Mine 1)11 tar a ••ldfe-r. It was during the siege of Wagc«r,and the Union parallels wsr« b«t a few humdred yards away fr.«« tht line of grim black tubes that tverami anon bowel led with outrageous noise tht air—disgorging foul their devilish glut—of iron globes." A line af abattis wan to b« built across a clear space in point-blank range of the rebel gunners and sharp shooters. "Sergeant," says the officer in charge, "£o pace that opening and give i.io the distance as near as possible." .Sa_v» the sergeant (for we will let him tell the rest of the story), "I started right of!'. When I got to the opening I put 'er !il:e the devil in a gale of wind. What with grape, canister, round shot, shell and a regular bees' nest of rifle balls, 1 just think there must have been a fearful drain of ammunition on the Confederate government about thai time. 1 don:t know how it was, but I didn't yet so much as a scratch, but 1 dil

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fnl scared. When 1 got URUci' cover I couldn't er told for the life v.' air- whether it was a hundred or a hundred thousand paces 1 should eooier ar guessed a hundred thousand. Pays 5-ho enptain. 'Well, sergeant, what do yew mhl:^ it?' Soon's I could get ray wiuni. wiys, 1, '(.live a guess, captain.' He looks ncros* the opening a second or two, and then says, 'A hundred and seveuty-ftvp paces, siv.' 'Thunder, captain,' says 1, 'you've made a pretty close guess It's just a hundred and seventy-one.'" "And," added the sergeant, after the laugh had subsided, that's how I got my shoulder straps,"

Speaking Women, [Boston Herald

I can remember when you could count on your fingers the number of women who could make, themselves heard easily and agreeably in a hall that would hold live or six hundred people. It was constantly said by opponents that the very voices of women speakers indicate that they were not intended by nature to be heard in public.

To this we could only answer "Nonsense! Jenny Lind can fill as large a hall as Lablache, and when women have been speaking in public as long as they have now been singing, you will find their voices quite sufficient." That length of time has not yet passed, but already, in woman suffrage meetings, we need give ourselves no concern about tho voices of women speakers they have learned how to make themselves heard.

I speak of average orators, and as for the best, I hardly know a man in America who can talk to 1500 people for an hour or two, in a perfectly conversational tone, with such apparent physical ease as Mrs. Mary Liver more. There is a steady increase among women speakers of this sort of power and, so far as this class consists of wives and mothers—as it it largely does— it may also be said of them wnat Whittier once remarked to me of the Society of Friends. He said that those women, among their number who were most distinguished for public exhortations, were almost alwavs equally admirable in the discharge of their home duties.

Ilia Enchanting Woaun, 4.*. (CWveUnd V*ice.]

What is more charming than an agreeable, graceful woman? Here and there we meet one who possesses the fairy-like power of enchanting all about her sometimes she is ignorant herself of the magical influence, which is, however, for that reason only the more perfect. Her presence lights up the home her appro.icii is like a cheering warmth she parses by, and we are content she stays awhile iuid we are happy. To behold her is to live she is the aurora with a humau face. She has no need to do more than simply to be she makes an K'len of t^ic house «paradise breaths from

Kr and she communicates this delight all without making any greater trouble than that of existing beside them. I» uot hers an inestimable gift

These Poor Husbands.

In a dry goods store, the other day, a gentleman trod on the trail of a lady's dress.

The lady turned around savagely, with a furious look on her face, as if she were about to destroy the culprit, and then suddenly changed her expression to one

"AWpardon me sir," she said, smiling. "I allowed myself to get very angry—J thought it was my huaoaad?"

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A DALU-HEADED BABY.

Another of Kym Crinkle's Twice-Tcld Tales.

Briefly: The woman I loved was un-j questionably ptordaiucd to be my wife, but it took ^e six months to conrinco her of it, and even then the arguments were confidential, and carried on iu spite of fathers, mothers, aunt* and sifters on both sides of the secret alliancc.

Finally, I carried her off suddenly, married her hurriedly, and w« tumbltd hastily into a flat to consider it slowly.

I remember I held her in my arms for an hour or two in the d*rk—the laugh ing and crying, and I playing the mixed pa:t of the bravo and the consoler, but afraid io get up and 'ight the gas, for fear 1 should di&ipate some part of the illusion.

I had won her by a hair, so I 3queezed her tight to make sure it was the prize 1 had been after.

Oh, you fellows who court girt four or five "years have no idea of the* luxury, the '-cstatic enjoyment, of t-ueh a roup tie main! Long before you have married your woman, you have grown accustomed to your right of proprietorship. Everybody has tacitly acknowledged it by keepitg out of your way. The edge of possession has lieen iulltd by slow familiarity. You have Ulktd over all the prosaic details tf the important e^eat, fixing even the color of tht chair-linings and The bridal ceremony o»ly an incident in a series of circunsiancta that you have arranged with the dull formality »f an undertaker. You dissipata all the illusion of the «ex by sitting up with your intended till 12 o'clock discussing rents and serrants. You italk prosaically into the mysteries of womanhood, and you know all about the washing bills, the price of nursinj bottles, aad the reputation of the neartst doctor loig before the crisis arrives.

This is your national-humor wooer. Give me the brute that I was, if the thing is to bt rehearsed. Let me leap out of the purgatory of doubts into tho paradisa of possession. Let me lind myself, after years of luxuriant imaginings, voluptous "fancies, strange doubts and misgivings, and a rude simplicity that heightened and exaggerated all the mysteries ot the sex—let nie suddenly find myself with my arms full of the mystery its whelming bodice throbbing against my coat its wiiite arms around my neck the whole w^rld on the other side of the door saying "By heaven, it shall not be," and I idiotically kissing the part in her hair, saying: "liy heaven, it is!"

Now you know who the baby of this story is.

The manly brute who, so speak, bursts into matrimony in ibis burglarious manner, undergoes several very curious transformations.

For the irst six months he swells about with the air of a conqueror, and speaks of "my wife" as if she were a banner wrung from the enemy.

His chief concern is to keep himself from finding out how soft and sentimental he is. ilis great blindaesa will not let him see that marrying knocked some of the brutality out of him, and that now he is developing into a responsible human being.

During the next six months he grows a little restless. lie remembers the peculiar and sharp pleasure of capture, and steady possession does not renew it.

This is the last flora of the original brute in him. In his rcckless moments of contemplation he wonders if, after all, the polygamous Nations were not right, and, if,"from a purely physiological point of view, it would not be better if a man married every year.

At the end of twelve months I found by actual experiment that the dark brown hair did not send the same electric shock through me when it swept over my forehead.

The truth is, I don't think she frizzed it so exquisitely. But be that as it may, she noticed, with a woman's keen sense, all that was passing in my mind. Once or twice I thought she said, as if in tender admonition: "Do not love me for my liair alone," but it was only my imagination I could swear that she had little crying, spells, for her eyes were red, and the inflamed look contrasted rather oddly with her forced gayety. "Well you know, fellow-brutes, how it was. She got pale, took to wrappers, sat about languidly, and the air of invalidism repelled me. I was afraid of hurting li-r, with my old boisterous and lusty afiection.

Then one day I made a fresh dis covery. It flashed upon me suddenly that she might die. I hadn't thought of this before. What.business had my property to dieT I turned about and ran home as fast as I could, for I thought I'd stop the dying nonsense, as a husband should.

When I got to my door and rang the bell, an old woman* came to the door, opened it cautiously, put her finger to her lip, and bickoned to me mysteriously. 1 followed Lev into an unoccupied room. "She's been took," said the old woman. "Took!" I shouted. "Merciful heavens !—took where

She blinked at me. "She's took to bed!" "Sick!" I gaspeJ. Then my premonition was right. She was going to die!

The old woman stook with her back to the door. "You must stay here," she said. "I'll go up and see. Wait a moment."

I think I was about to jump over her head, when she turned round, with an awful official severity, and said "Do you want to kill her

"No:"

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I answered submissively.

"Then sit down and make" yourself comfortable. I've sent for the doctor!" Somewhat stunned, I believe I obeyed.

All at once I got anew view of myself. I who had begun to think I was a little weary of married life, was maddened at the mere possibility of losing her.

The fact is, as passion had withered, a tender regard, a holy, reverential love, had been, unobserved, growing up in its place.

There are two occasion* in a household when the head thereof feels his utter insignifiance. On both of these occasions a dread foreign element stalks grimly into his sanctuary, lays its old bonnet on the hall stand, hangs its reticule upon tht hat-rack, looks at him icily, and takes eilent po«e«ku p%.,PfoM«s

are vain in the presence of that dire minister. Authority is of no avuil for it has the insignia of the invincible necessity under its wrinkled forehead and calmly tlou-ishes the most potent of all authority, that of precedent.

A man instinctively knows when this methodical monster assumes control of his house that one or two dread events is about to follow—life or death.

But if he is-as I was—just out of the animal kingdom, and hardly yet a fullfledged man, will be very .apt to mistake one event for the other.

He »nly knows that he is in dreadful suspense That the honse is hushed, that somebody is moving about in the next room on'tip-toe, that a subtile odor of drugs pervades the air. A fantastic dread take* possession of him, that thtse unusual and significant circumstances are only the preliminaries of others in the same chain. That presently a dread husli will fall over everything that he will meet the doctor and shake hands with him solemnly, and that personage will go away hurriedly, and another more dread will come. Then there will be a pungent smell of varnish in the house, and a shuffle of fett. Then the windows will be opened and the blinde pulled down—and— what then?

Docs not the very strenuousness of life breed this dread in the brain Do others not flash through tht mind—that picture of a group, black and silent, over the grave, and horrible lowering of all that one lovts into the clay, with the attendant miseries of desolation and unutterable solitude—as those friends walk away homeward, talking of their life affairs, that have not been disturbed by this blast that has withered your heart forevtr!

For the first time in his life, and just as his stul has stretched out and taken root, co_nes to the man this dead phantom of the possible, and he lifts his fist to heaven and his undisciplined nature rebels.

I called this a new view of myself. It was. For the first time I saw clearly how dear my wife was to me. For the first time I became awaro of ray own capacity for suffering.

I jememltcr that the nurse appeared suddenly and softly in tho room, like a wraith, and, with an unchanged expression of solemnity, jerked her head, and said, "1 could see her now."

To me it was as if she had said, "All is over, wretch not even your presence can hurt her."

I believe rushed headlong to know the worst. The air that I breathed seemed to have crape in it. The passages were dark. I stumbled, and must have made a great deal of noise. Ail at once I was in a lighted room, white curtains, white walls, snowy counterpanes, and a white face, with a new pensive beauty on it, and a new joy in it.

I fell down by the bedside, and got my arms around her. My voracious love seemed to please her. I pressed her dear face close to mine, and, in spite of me, a drop rolled down from my eye upon her cheek. As it touched her, she kissed me, and said, in a thin voice, but full of the deep music of joy: jfc''Yeu do love me, don't you?"

I don't know what I said, but I believe it was half apologetic—about my not knowing, and making a mistake. But now, that there was a baby, of course-

She interrupted me. "There always was," said she. Always was I repeated.

Yes now there's two of 'em." I saw something very red, with a frizzy head. That was one.

Two You don.t say so Where the other Here," said she, pulling me down with one arm, and kissing me again on the cheek.

That squeeze pressed the last vestige of the brute out of me. The greatest lesson of life comes to us through a woman.

For even maternity touches the borders of morality and wc first learn from her that the greatest duties only bear the blessings when they are watered with suffering. •-.?!'

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Steelyard, coial, bay water, saffron, blue ribbon. One of the first things 1 discovered now was that a baby is a bridge.

For a whole year my family altar had been surrounded by an impassable chasm I had two sets of relations in the world, and I believe they had como to the edge of tho abvss in the dark, and scowled at me and mine.

Now, to my amazement, I found that the little pink creature I had at home could stretch its tiny arms across, and that mothers-in-law and aunts could walk over on them.

I forgot to say that *t was a girl. There was no evidence of the fact to my senses, but I accepted the word of experts.

When a baby comes into such a household, it draws off about half the mother's consideration.,. The first one to notice it is the fathar.

Consequently one of the immediate results of a baby is a sort of inhuman jealousy, of which he is heartily ashamed and vries to hide, but which his wife unerringly detects and good naturedly forgives. It's so natural, she says, for one baby to be jealous of another

Still, it is impossible to hate it. I tried my best for a long time to despise it. I endeavored to believe that it broke my rest. That it exacted too much attention. That it was a nuisance. And I tried to dream at nighl of boarding it out in the country, where there were fine cows and wet nurses cn the thousand hills, and no diphtheria. But, instead, I dreamed that somebody was pelting me with ripe, warm peaches, out of the sun, aiid woke up to find its fists in my face!

I think ij reigned a year or so. Then it began to change into she. I first noticed this in a strong tendency to nurse the brass-headed poker and to put the prayer-book to led in the cradle or my cigar box. Further evidence was furnished by the discovery of a growing confidence between the mother and daughter upon matters of which I was profoundly ignorant. Being mysterious, I knew she must be a girl.

Now let me run rapidly over the events of the next fifteen yeare, for I am chiefly anxious to show you how love, to put it plainly, brings a man first under subjection by means of selfishness, and how marriage stamps it all out of him.

He first wins a woman. Then she and

outthemselves in the picture. Father and moiharuoially get mixed up in the -rr yft tf rf

most absurd manner in the young veins. First a drop of brute, then a corpuscle of angel. Eyebrows—him to a hair tips of the ears—licrs. "Turns her left toe in like you do, my dear, and then that lock on the right temple—" The fun of it is, nobody else can see these things at all.'

For the goddess of connubiality pre-a sents to her votaries magic spectacle*, warranted to set tureelves as no other see us.

Well I »pent fifteen years in assiduously winding myself about that girl. She Was my pupil, my coApanion. my alter ego She got to she could understan mo be fore I spoke. Inhtrwsr a few strong points of my character, all softened,? sharpened, refined by the mother's influence.

A man can do a great deal of winding in fifteen vears. He thinku he fastens his joyssecurly when, spider-like, he enmesbesthis golden cocoon.

But one day it bursts open, and some thing flies away, It takes yourwhole fifteen years wish it=| like a week.

There is no use guarding your sauctuary night and day. "Eternal vigilance is only the prico of, liberty. When you have sentineled,:^ lockc'd, barricaded, walled up the jewel, somebody who uever spent ten minutes in guarding it, who has no knowledge of its priceless value, who is utterly unlike it in every respect, will come in like a conqueror and snatch it from you. 4

Then, whea you rise in your w'rath, you will find that all the bonds of fifteen yearn are on your own limbs. All you have done to'keep your angtl near your heart is to give it wings.

And its mother will look at you d« murely and tell you that all this grand protesting spirit is

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And that wtmea ceaae to be babies when they cease to be infants. Iu short, to be a man, you must let somebody else have his way.

A

man has to go through all these crises in order to learn tne moral lesson of life. A woman carries the divine tablets in her system.

She knows at twelve that she is set apart to bear and forbear.

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If she a thoroughbred woman, she does both to the end with a smile on her face, that does not leave her even when we have laid her out, but which' mocks even the chisel of death with a beauty that belongs not to life so much as to immortality.

One day a dapper fellow came to me and formally asked permission to rob me. The thief had the effrontery to look me squarely in the face, lie had taken a hasty inventory of my riches, he said, and had found'them worth carrying off.

Now mark what a change is wrought in a man by sixteen or eigtren years of marriedness Indignation was seething in my soul. But I was now a humanized father. So I smiled, and pusillanimously told liimtt take all Iliad and do what he liked with it, and he needn't think of giving me any security that he wouldn't abuse it.

I believe my wife got as much solid comfort oat of this bereavement as she formely got out of the debut.

The preparations for the event that was to leave us stranded fbre\er went on with a sort of premature chime of marriage bells.

As for me, I feit my self to be a superfluous old nuisance. My own daughter now had moments—moments? hours! when my presence would have been an-' impertinence. He who had never contri buted one thought to the erection of thin temple took sole possession of it, and he proposed to put his sign across its fair portico.

Well, the time came. One morning the thing was done. A coach drove up. I stood in the hall and saw him plundt me. I took my accumulated wealth down the front steps—the last flash of my jewel reached me just before ho slammed the carriage-door. It seemed preter naturally radiant, but I suppose it was the water in my eyes. There was a sound of wheels growing less and less. Then a new silence and a vacancy forever.

I went in and sat down before the grate fire. There was the brass-headed poker that she had nursed. There was the very hook where her little stocking had hung on the Christmas eves. I felt lonesome

Then somebody sat down beside me in the old way. and said, wooingly: "It reminds you of your young and vig orous days, John V,' "No," I said "it reminds me of my helpless old lunacy.', 7: "Don't, she continuedsWeetly you're not old." Here she got her arm around me and patted me lovingly on the head. "You're not old. Babies never get old." "Don't, call me a baby," I said, gruffly, because I have a human being's weakness." "Oh, I don't," said she. "It .wasn't the weakness that reminded me of «~baby. it was the top of your head. Look ia the glass, dear, and see for yourself.'7

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It seems a very simple thing to feed a baby, when mothers are unable, and few mothers can believe that their own milk is often deficient in nourishment and too frequently injurious, and many a fond mother will wear herself out and destroy her child by persisting in nursing under such circumstances. But the annual records of infant mortality by starvation points to the terrible fact that many thousands of infants are annually starved or stuffed into disease and death when a properly nutritious food might have saved them. It is a subject of congratulation therefore that science has at last been able to compound a substitute for mother's milk in the "German Infant Meal," or "Paedotrophine." This excellent preparation contains all the elements of mother's milk in the proper proporations, is "easy of digestion and palatable to the babe. It is far better to prevent infant diseases, such as Dysentery, Cholera Infantum, etc., by giving them proper food than attempt to cure them by drug-

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