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' 1 R- 77 A DAYBniUIt SONG. f ' - - - -w , " - 1 1 1 1 "i i " 1 When ptar nnd Mindow dwindle -,An(l fade at List awav, WliilQ ropy lingers kindle llie golden fires of day, 3ep in the purple valley . The dreamers in their trees Awake to ning mid rally " The fnint a;id timid breeze. g FGR BETTER, About three years ago I was one day sauntering in Washington Square, New York, and stepped in at Signor Fernando's studio. I found the young artist busily, t work upon the like ness of a laity, and after our first cor dial greeting, ho returned to It, say ing that he expected her that after noon to examine his progress. I soon became interested In the growing face, not because of Its beau ty for It was the face of a woman at least-forty years old but because of Its singular repose, and the tender look of chastened suffering in the large, expressive eyes. "Fernando," I said, "that is a very atti5ctive face." "You should see the daughter of this woman. Ah! she is an angel!" "I am speaking of the mother. I think her very lovely." "She has the loveliness of com pleted suffering; her face la a his tory, not a calendar; that is the se cret -of her attractiveness. Her daughter is a living poem and pic , ture." "You speak like a lover." ; "I am one." ' "Does she know it?" "Who shall tell her? I might as well love some bright particular star, and think to wed it, as love and hope to wed Bertha Anstiss. She Is Eer nard Cope's heiress." , "And you are " "I am a poor artist, I make about three thousand dollars a year." . He dropped his head, and went on with his work in nervous haste. Pres ently I heard a rustle of silk, a sweet, low voice, and a little, rippling, musi cal laugh. Immediately Fernando was at the door, and bowing low, as he held it open for the two ladies who J entered The elder was clothed in black silk, unrelieved by anything excepting a i little foam of rich white lace and the dull glitter of some jet ornaments. The younger had on a dress in which pale violets and cream color were ex quisitely blended. The fteaiof the elder was the face of one who had Buffered and conquered; the face of the younger was the face of a sin less, sorrowless child, wno unsuspect ingly had grown into womanhood. The mother's hair was nearly white; the daughter's, a pale golden frame to a little oval picture of exquisite beauty. I did not wonder, when I saw the girl, that the artist should feel utter ly hopeless in regard to his love. But before their visit was . over I had changed my opinion. I noticed Ber tha's shy glances at, the handsome artist, and her bright responsive blushes whenever Fernando's lumin ous eye met hers. I saw, in fact, that she was just as much" in love as he was, and that all the two hearts wanted was one flash of intelligence to introduce them to each other. I became a visitor at Mrs. Antiss' house, but, beyond a certain mental and artistic sympathy, our acquaint ance did not ripen quickly. The win der passed and the summer sent one Aither and another thither. I went t!o the seaside, Mrs. Antiss and Ber tha to the Catskills, and being in town for a day in July, I found that Fernando also had gone away. Under euch circumstances many pleasant friendships are dropped and never renewed again; and I was almost in this danger with regard to the artist and the Antisses. The fact was, I was going to be married, and my mind was full of my own love affairs, wirt the attendant caros of upholstery and millinery. But one day, as I stood in front o! a store, a gentle hand touched me, and a pleasant voice said: "Good morning,", as frankly and quietly as If we had met but yesterday, it was Mrs. Antiss; yes, it, was she, though I might have passed her twenty time3 and not known her, so greatly was 6he changed. She looked as if ten years had dropped away from her life, and had that indescribable air about ber toilet which says, "I dress for love, and not for fashion." Another astonishment awaited me. A handsome man, who might be fifty years of age, ceased giving some di rections to the coachman, and ap proached us. Mrs. Antiss introduced him to me as "My husband," and then, with a cordial invitation to call on them, she passed down the steps And into the waiting carriage. This was not the end of my perplex ity, for I was certain I had seen Mr. Anstiss before; and his grave, sad face haunted me so persistently and worryingly that I threw aside my own interests a while, and tried to re member when and where I had seen those pathetic eyes and that tall, noble figure. Somehow my mind would connect them with Fernando's studio; but that, I soon concluded, was sheer nonsense. With the ex ception of a few young artists and a few ragged, wretched-looking models, I had never met any men there, i I permitted two or three days to elapse, and then went to call upon Mrs. Anstiss. It was a cold, wet day, but Bertha and Fernando were mak ing sunshine for themselves inr the usual sitting-parlor, and I was asked One after one they waken And Sand 1. heir words along Until the hill are shaken An Avalanche of sung! Then skies mid earth thereunder And w therein who dwell Yield to the .ioy and wonder Of morning's lyric spell. Frank Dempster Sherman. FOR WORSE, t by a servant to see Mrs. Anstiss In her own room. , I followed her to a large upper chamber, luxuriously furnished, and she met me at the door. There was a little table spread, before the fire, and, as I do not pretend to be insensi ble to the comforts of good teas and cold chicken, I regarded the table with approbation. I do not know what influence of the dreary day, or of the cosey room, or of her own mind ruled her, but she was evidently inclined for confi dential conversation and from one topic to another we fell, gradually into those predisposing to personal matters. As the twilight deepened we be came more and more earnest and sol emn, and I was scafcely astonished when, after some preliminary re marks, she, told me her story. She said:. "I was born in Philadelphia, of an old and rich family. I do not remem ber my mother, and my father also died when I was very young, leaving me and my fortune to the care of my half-brother, Bernard Cope. He was much older than I, and, with loving and honest integrity, he strove to be both father and brother to me. "We loved each other dearly, and nothing darkened our affection, until 1 met and loved Arthur Anstiss. You see how handsome he is even yet; judge, then, what he was twenty-four years ago. That he was extravagant did not alarm me. I thought myself able to control and reform all the weak peints In his character; and the fact that I wa3 largely right in this supposition has been one of the bit terest drops in my cup of punishment and regret "For his nature was so noble, 'so responsive to good, so eager for some Pur.er and hi3her pleasures than those which were deluding and destroying him, that I am quite sure, had I trusted to Heaven and to my own highest instinct3, I might have raised him even to his own high ideal. "But we were no sooner married than trouble began. It was my fault. I was eiacting to a ridiculous degree, jealous of every moment of Arthur's time, and would not suffer him to be absent from my side an hour in peace. Love soon frets at such authoritative restraint; quarrels and reconciliations followed each other quickly; and then, alas! quarrels, when we made no apologies, and which were not followed by reconciliations. "The home which we had fur nished with, such promises of a happy and peaceful life became a scene of constant bickering, recriminations, tears and complaints. All this began In such little things that I am ashamed to recall them. He was five minutes later than his promise; he met an old friend and went to dine with him; he forgot some duty, or gave it pettishly when pettishly re minded of the omission; he neglected some slight commission such trifles as these were the beginning of years of misery." . "Such little things!" I exclaimed. "Ah, my dear! but they opened a wide door for far worse ones. By and by he began to stay hours behind his promise to . stay all night to stay away with pome old friend for days and weeks, without any ceremony but the bare intimation of his intentions. 0 (4 0 ( 0 t 0 0 D LJ A GENTLEMAN once advertised 'for a boy to -assist him in his ofnee. Nearly fifty applied for the place. Out of the whole number he in a short (9 time chose one, and sent all I should like to know, said a friend who was pres ent, "cn what ground you chose that boy. He had not one recommendation with him.,, "Ycu are mistaken," said the-, gentleman; "he had a great many. "He wiped his shoes when he came in and closed the door after him, showing that he was tidy and orderly. "He gave up his seat instantly to that lame man. 0 0 t 0 (. 0 0 0 showing that he was kind and thoughtful. . He took off his cap when he came m and answered 0 my questions promptly and f he was polite. 5 "He lifted up the book on the floor and placed it on the table, while all the rest 0 stepped bver it or shoved it aside, showing that he was 0 9 careful. '5 J "And he waited quietly for his turn, instead of push- 0 ing the others aside, showing that he was modest. 0 When I talked wth him I noticed that his clothes ? were carefully brushed, his hair in nice order and his teeth as white as milk. 0 "When he wrote his name, I observed I'hat his fin- ger nails were clean, instead of being tipped with jet, 0 like those of the handsome little fellow in the blue jacket. 0 "Don't you call these things letters of recommenda- a tion? I do, and what I can tell about a boy by using 0 my eyes for about ten minutes is worth more than all $ the fine letters he can bring me." Philadelphia Ledger. f rebelled, protested, sc&lded, - He shrugged his shoulders, smiled I re membered, when too late, how wear ily and sadly and left me alone with my quarrelsome, unhappy temper. "Children-came to us, a beautiful boy and a pretty, bright girl. - Arthur was very fond and proud of them, and strove hard to atone for his neg lect. But. instead of accepting the present love, I was continually poi soning the happiest hours by regret for the ones he had wasted, and by, doubts of his future intentions. Be lieve me, dear,-you may wear away a love as strong as death by such a course. So, Arthur, meeting no lov ing response, fell gradually back into his old habits and associations. "Then money began to fail; we be came embarrassed, and my brother refused us all further help. When this took place there was a bitter quarrel. My inheritance had been left in Bernard's absolute direction and disposal, and Arthur began to doubt whether I had received my just rights. He talked of an investigation by the law. I went farther; I passed my brother on the street, and forbade the little children, who loved him so dearly, to speak to him. "At the end of five years -re had to give up housekeeping. In another year we found it impossible any longer to preserve even the outward semblance of our former state, and Arthur said we must go to New York. "Even then, had I been patient and helpful, I might have saved myself and my husband, but, though I prom ised much and he promised much, I could not subdue myself to conquer his weakness by the humility of love. "We left Philadelphia clandestine ly; no friend wished us 'God-speed,' and my brother was still unrecon ciled. The little money we had was soon spent; we passed from one to another, always sinking a little lower, until at length a day came when are had neither money nor home unless I could have have made a home in the miserable empty room which was now the flotsam of a wrecked. life. "I did not lack the energy and the ability to have done this, but I lacked the will. I sat gloomily down in tear less, sulking indifference, and scarce ly heeded either ihe crying of my chil dren or the reproaches and promises of my husband. For he vowed, even then, he would abandon all his evil ways and work hard if I would trust him once more. "I can see him yet sis he stood humbly before me. I just raised my eyes and glanced scornfully and in credulously at him. "He went angrily out, and did not return. Late at night a note ' was brought to me. It was Arthur's last word of regret and farewell. He begged my forgiveness for his share of our mistaken life, and, for the rest, he hoped I would go back to my brother Bernard, to whom, he said, he had written in my behalf. "That was all. I was really ill now fell from one long faint into an other; and in the midst of my an guish Bertha came wailing Into the world. "For a lone time I was quite de pendent on the pity and charity of my poor neighbors; and when at length I was able to rise and look the world IB the face again, I scarcely knew which way to turn; for my brother had been written to over and over again, and no answer or help sent in response; and either teaching or plain sewing was my only available re source. "After many weary days I found a position as assistant music teacher in a third-rate school. I only got a bare pittance for six hours' labor a day, and had to give up when little Arthur and Alice took the scarlet fever." "And they died?" I asked. "Eoth died within twelve hours of each other, and even little Bertha was long ill. In all these long hours, when I stood thinking and watching ecorqrqeqapuoq 0 o 0 r 0 9 0 w Q 9 0 0 .0 0 9 the rest away. respectfully, showing that which I had purposely laid bet Wen two worlds, you may be sure my CTns of every kind were brought to my1) remembrance. When I turned back from my children's graves into the world again, I trust I turned bafk a different woman. I took up lifers' hard task in a better spirit. "One spring night I was taking Bertha for a walk up Sixth avenue, in order, to let her see the bright lights and gay store windows. . Sud denly a gentlenyin stepped before me, and .laying his hand upon ray shoul der, cried out: " 'Alice! Alice!' "It was my brother 'Bernard. He had come to New York immediately on receiving Arthur's last letter; but Arthur had forgotten to put my, ad dress in it. He did not find me, though he had looked long and spent much money in seeking me. He had then returned to Philadelphia, sought me there, and, failing also, had come back to the metropolis. "Well, I never again knew what it was to have an ungratified want,, or to miss a loving care for every hour. I hope, I believe, that I valued these blessings now at their true worth. Bernard and I spent many happy years together, and for many of them made every effort to trace my lost husband. In whatever wild land hopeless men were wont to go, we advertised for him; but in vain. "So Bertha grew to womanhood, and we were happy. On her seven teenth birthday we determined to have our pictures painted, " and . a chance remark sent us to Signor Fer nrwido's studio, where I also met you. One day, just as were leaving the city, we called there to ask him to visit us during the summer. He was busy on an historical painting; but as wes en tered, dismissed his model and put aside his brushes. "The model' took his hat sadly up, bowed to Bertha and advanced tfj the door. As he passed us, he glanced at! Bertha, and, being detected, made a movement of apology and went cn. It was enough I knew him. "With a rapid movement, I placed j myself before the door, and, stretch ing out my arms, cried out, passion ately: " 'Arthur! dear Arthur, forgive me!' "Fernando, with delicate divination and tact, withdrew Bertha to an inner painting room; and there we met and knew each other again." "He had suffered, also?" "Who can tell how much? Ho had been in Australia; he had been rich and become poor; he had gained much and lost everything; he had been in captivity to savages and been shipwrecked; he had known t"he ex tremes of poverty and sickness. When I found him he was earning a scanty living as a painter's model, or in any of those ways which the hum blest poverty alone discovers." "And now you are happy?" "Yes, indeed! Heaven has, given me the opportunity I have been pray ing long for. Yet, remember, because of my foolishness, I have begun to be happy twenty years too late." "About Bertha?" "She knows all." "Are you pleased with her choice?" "Fernando has given me back my husband. I may well give him in re turn my daughter. I am content." "And now, my dear,"l have told you my story, because I heard you are going to marry, and I feared per haps you did not consider how holy and solemn u state it is." I kissed her tenderly and went silently ftome. " Henceforward I had higher thoughts about marriage than such as centred in upholstery and millinery matters. A deposit of.scda has been found at the terminus of the projected line of the Uganda Railway. It is de scribed by the disccverer as being a lake about ten miles long by two or three wide. The water is only a few inches deep and covers a hard surface of soda resembling pink marbla. The soda was found to bo of considerable depth. Contrary to a widespread belief that hard woods give more heat in burning than soft varieties, says Do mestic Engineering, the scientists at Washington are contending that tbe greatest heating power is possessed by the wood of the linden tree, which Is very soft. Fir stands next to lin den, and almost equal to it. Then comes pine, hardly inferior to fir and linden, while hard oak possesses eight per cent, less heating capacity than linden, and red beech ten per cent, less. We hear that work is now in full swing in the radium factory at Islinge, Lidingo, Sweden. A short time ago the large new smelting fur nace was started, and It is working very well. It is calculated to smelt a ton of ore per day, but, as a matter of fact, has been doing about twenty per cent. more. There are thirty workmen employed in the factory. At present the most critical work being done is the production of radium con centrate, from which the pure radium, will ultimately be extracted. The ore is obtained at Kohn-Billingen, where sixty miners are employed. It is ex pected that the annual production ef radium will reach four to five grammes, which is a large quantity, compared with the actual yield of other lands. The value of radium bow la iQOQOD friuics per gramme. WEDDING GIFT THANKS. A friendly, informal note should be written for each wedding gift re ceived, says a writer on etiquette. It need not be long, but mention by name the especial gift for which you are writing thanks. Express your pleasure and appre ciation and- include your fiance's name la the thanks. Wrrite the note as soon as possible aTter the gift has been received. Indianapolis News. DISLIKE TEACHING WHITTLING. Teachers in the fourth, fifth and sixth grades in the schools of Minn eapolis, Minn., want wood whittling thrown out of the school curriculum. They say it is ridiculous to ask wo men to teach boys how to whittle. "As well have men teach girl3 how to eew," they declare. "It is absurd the boys could teach us." It is probably that special instruc tors in the "art" will be obtained a9 a result of the school ma'ams' dis satisfaction. WrIIAT SHE EATS. , London's "typists," at a recent meeting, had a sharp debate on "the office woman's meals," in the course of which one of them recommended the following dietary: Porridge, eggs and bacon, plenty of toast and marmalade and jam, and either coffee or tea for breakfast; pint of milk and a-piece of bread and butter at two o'clock; a cup of tea at four; and "a rattling good meal at night." Many a typewriter in Boston has tound that it doesn't pay to get along on a pickle and a cream puff for luncheon. Eos- ton Globe. THE OLD SPACIOUS CLOSET. "Rarely indeed does Mrs. Eilltops Indulge in mournful reminiscences." said Mr. Biltops. , "Cheerfulness is her keynote and her courage never fails; but this rSorning when she was looking for something in a trunk Cocoanut Ice. Boil one-half pound of sugar and one pint of water together for five minutes, add one-half pint of cocoa nut milk to the syrup, let come to a boil once, then cool and freeze. This will serve five persons. To obtain a cocoanut with the requisite amount of milk, one must Insist upon having a nut with the ejes on the surface. As the nuts age, they dry, shrinking in the process, and the eye3 grow deeper. A reasonably fresh specimen should furnish a trifle more than a half pint of milk and the easiest way of extracting it is to drive a nail through the eye3, letting the milk drip through th.ese holes into a bowl. The meat is thus left intact and ready for other uses. C3 MEW CO r'.'i CO ft C2 which for lack of closet space she keeps in her room, she said to me. 'Ezra, do you remember the closet I had in my room wnen we meu m o and So?' And I said I did. "If I should put thi3 trunk In the closet here," said Mrs. Eilltops, I couldn't shut the door.' . "To that proposition I assented. " 'Eut you could put this trunk In that closet,' Mrs. Eilltops continued, 'and still have plenty of room to walk around it there to get at the things hanging on the walls.' "I remembered, and Eilltops al most groaned. "We would not go back to the old oaken bucket, we'd rather have the water laid on; we wouldn't want again those old time freezing rooms, we like our rooms better warmed; but ah, those old time closets! Those grand old closets, as big as a present day room!" Now York Sun. NAMING CHILDREN IN FRANCE. An amusing story Is told of the sa- , ug3d persJstentlVf but aiways veiled, lectior of a name for a baby girl in nooa frocks s the g:.OUfl(1 Troves, Prance. Under the Frenc "E:eu da red" and "pain brule" (burnt law parents are required ne I bread) are favorite colors. -their children alter saints in the cal- . endar or figures in history. The law Flowers in garden colorings of vei ls one of the curiosities on the French vet are enjoying a season cf popular statute books, but although in Paris j Daisies of black and white vel and other large cities it has become . vet, tulips and leaves trim bats, a dead letter, it still is enforced in Long silk coats are worn over other communities, Trcyes among moussehne gowns. Many cl these are them. The parents Wished to call ; of supple material, and are gathered their baby Marianne. The white- ; into deep, straight bands at the lower haired registrar adjusted his specta- edgs. 'cles, scratched his head, looked over Patent leather ties wiLh sueda the li6t of saints, reviewed all the his- j vamps in lighter shades are worn on tory in his scant knowledge, said ho ; the street. Yvith these the stockings could not discover a Marianne In the j are worn that match the walking cos. roll of honor, and that another name must be chosen. He suggested Mari amne, but fhe parents were indig nant when he informed them Mari amne was Herod's wife. "Why, it's got Biblical prestige," defended the registrar. "Yes," responded the fa ther, "and there are some women in the Bible of doubtful prestige." The registrar thought once more and offered Marie Anne for a second sug gestion. "It's not as romantic as Marianne," he said, "but it's a good, honest name." The parents liked th ring of Marie Anne and accepted it as a substitute conforming with the quaint old law. New Ycrk Press. i FARM SCHOOL FOR GIRLS. Mrs. Sidney Lanier, Jr., has estab lished a. farm school for girls near j Eliot, Me., and twenty pupils next month will complete a summsr course. It is Mrs. Lanier's hope to attract city giris especially, and to reverse the tendency of the average young woman who must earn her living to turn to clerking ar.d type writing. "My school is a success," &ay3 Mrs. Lanier. "I have taught lay girls to mt.ke hay, to grow vegetables, and, above all, to make good butter. The best opening for them i3 in the dairy, and I am suse that dairy work Is more congenial to the average young woman than pounding a type writer or standing behind a counter all day. Certainly it gives better health and rosier cheeks. I have sev eral typewriters with me, and they say they will not return to the old, wearing routine. We now are con centrating our work on the dairy school, and we are turning out ex perts in butter maV.ing. Poultry rais ing is another occupation fitted for Voraen, and I have several pupils busy at that. Ail the girls are con tented and happy, and it will surprise me if one of them returns to the hard life of the city." New York Press. NEW FJ.D OF PARIS WOMEN. The conference craze has strongly developed within the last six months in Paris. It was Mme. Rejane who unconsciously started this fashion among women. This clever actress had a fancy to give a lecture in the theatre that bears her name. The hall wa3 filled with what is termed an all Paria audience, and the lecture was sup posed to ba on somevold Russian author; but nobody, least of all Mme. Rejane, troubled at all about the Rus--sian and still less about, the lecture. According to the Gentlewoman, Mme. Rejane had come to be seen, not to be , heard, and the audience had every j reason to be pleased with what they j saw. The staging, indeed, had been done in a masterly manner. Several screens of a delicate pink hu3 had teen so arranged as to placa the lec turer in full view of the audience, as in a kind of boudoir. The lecturer was seated behind a beautiful table on which stood a vaso filled with pink flowers, while a pilo of books, also bound in pink and supposed to be works by the before mentioned Russian, were tastefully scattered about the table. These books were never opened by the lecturer, nor was there any use for the chiseled inkstand, for the huge new art penholder, the artistic paper cutter and other utensils pertaining to the world of letters, but they im parted a serious tone to the ensemble. It is almost needless to say that Mme. Rejane's gown and hat were pictures in themselves. Washington Herald. ; V) FA liny black satin buttons are used: on linen and pongee frocks. r.rlcht iridescent materials will bfl tume exactly. In "Le Bois Sacre" the exploitation of fringe is quite apparent. On wraps,' the lower edge cf skirts, hat3 and parasols this form of trimming is claiming decided attention. Vests of street suits are cf bright cerise or blue, and are trimmed with black or gilt buttons. And the but tons! Of odd shapes and colored la many instances to match the gown. Not only is the chantecler coloring seen in everything, in hats, coats and suits, but the form of the bird is also appearing. The latest device is the form woven very black, with a fico mesh face veil. Chiffon embroidered with chenillo for a gauzy evening wrap is quite - effective.- Men may laugh the idea .o E,corn, out uie rarisian Knows me effoct of a cloudy mass of chiffon over an evening dress. Little girls r.re wearing hats that have departed from the simplicity chat has been so popular. A mass of laco and frills crowns 1 Itt 1 3 ones' heads, no matter how plain the coat and drc-a may be. f
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