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NOBODY BUT ME.
I'm very happy where I am -j
'Far across the say,
j Ym very happy far from home
I In North Amerikay.
r j It's only in the nighty when Pat
- la sleeping by my aide,
( I lie awake and nQ one knows
. The big tears that I've cried.
For a little voica still calls me back
To my far-far cot trie,
And nobody can hear it spake,
Oh, nobody but me.
There is a little epot of grouud
Behind the chapel wall ;
It's nothing but a tiny mound,
Without a stone at alL
! - 1
It rises to my heart just now,
It makes a dawny hill.
It's from below the voice cornea out,
I cannot kape it still
Oh, little voice, ye call me back.
To my far, far countrie,
But nobody can hear yon. spake,
Oh, nobody but me.
The Slory of a Mad Lover.
1 '
Do people often wonder at their own
happiness? Certainly,! was wondering
at mine, as 1 sat alone in my pretty
drawing-room, restingback in my chair
allowing my Berlin work to fall un
heeded on my lap, while my eyes wan
dered here and there, surveying with
fond pride my possessions.
Many of the pictures on the wall, the
bronzes on the mantel, the clock, a chair
here and there, had been my bridal
presents; and as only one short year
had passed since I came to my kingdom.
I had had no time to get weary.
A year ago, and I had then thought
myself a happy girl. I had yet to learn
the full happiness which comes to every
loved and loving wife ; but J had especial
cause for gratitude in a fact which
might present pain.
Before 1 met Will, my husband, I
had been engaged to a young man, by a
very few years my senior, when some
one discovered his father and grand
father before him had died inmates of a
lunatic asylum.
My parents immediately broke off the
engagement, and 1 was too sensible not
too bow to their decree. For a time I
was very miserable, but soon after I
met Will, and learned that into his
keeping had passed the one true love of
my life, and he held it so tenderly, so
sacredly, that soon there was not even a
scar to mark the old wound.
But the tears came freely to my eyes,
nor did Will reproach me with them
when, some six months after my mar
riage, I learned in the full flush of my
happiness, that Victor Struthers' sad
fate had overtaken him, .and that he,
too, had followed in the steps of those
gone before; that never again the lisrht
of reason would shine within his eyes
or the words of lore he so well knew
howto utter fall from his lips.
. These thoughts slowly come back to
night as I sit alone the first evening I
had spent alone since my marriage ; but
Will had been called away by important
business, and would not be back until
late, perhaps not until to-morrow.
Once more the tears came within my
eyes as I contrasted my lot with Victor's
or shuddered at the fate which would
have been mine had I followed my first
mad impulse to be his at any cost.
Yet, had not the loss of the girl he
loved hastened his doom? The physician
said not; but .their verdict would not
satisfy my nervous dread. 1 sighed a
long, tremulous- sigh at this latter
thought.
And surely was it it imagination?
somewhere within the room the sigh
was re-echoed.
We had in the month of roses two
long French windows, draped with blue
satin and lace, opened on a verandah,
which, as the evening was cool, were
closed and fastened; but as I glanced
round, with a strange misgiving at my
heart, 1 saw the, folds of 0116 tremble.
The window must then be open; yet
I felt no air.
With this thought I arose from my
seat, stepping forward to ascertain the
cause, but had barely taken a single
step when I stopped, my blood frozen,
unable to make another movement, tr
even part my lips to scream for help.
Or the blue surface was a man's
hand no ruffian's hand, but white and
handsome. .
A ring gleamed on one of the fingers
and on its luster my eyes rested, fascin
ated as the dove by the serpent. Where
had I seen that ring before? Somewhere
surely, where, my tortured mind could
not reason.
Then summoning all my strength and
courage, with desperate effort I turned
to leave the room. Once .put a closed
door between myself and that white
hand, whose invisible owner might at
any moment step from his concealment,
I might know what best could be done.
jNow I was blind with terror, and
could scarcely see, though the room was
brilliantly lighted, to grope my way
to the door.
At last, I approached it, and stretched
out rry arm to open the way to freedom,
when five white fingers, one bearing the
gleaming ring, were laid on mine, and
slowly drew me back into the room.
i "Look at me ?" said a voice. "It is
your work you heed not fear."
Then I realized ' the truth ; and,
glancing up, saw Victor Struthers stand
ing before me. 1
; My first sensation was of relief.
His eyes, peering into mine, were lit
by the old softness; around his mouth
was the old smilei and, though his
words were bitter, his handsome face
was only kind.
Could he be mad ?
I Or had recovery come to him, spite of
the physician's hopeless decree?
1 laughed a nervous laugh as I an
swered, "How could you so startie me,
Victor? What a strange way to pay. me
a visit? Surely you could not doubt
your welcome?"
"I have not yet received it," he
replied, "though Ihave walked one hun
dred miles that he might give jt to me. I
take no welcome but the old one,
Elsie."
And he stooped as if to kiss me, luit l
drew back shuddering.
"What? no greeting?" he exclaimed;
and slowly there crept into his eyes a
look I had never seen there before a
look of cunning and of mortal dread.
He glanced round the room.
"1 have waited so long waited to find
; you alone. We are going on a journey
to-night, you and I, Elsie. But you
will not fear if you are with me, even
if Death be the boatman to row us across.
Listen, Elsie I am tired of life. But
one thing only has made me cling to it
so long, and that is, the gates of Heaven
would not open to receive me unless
you were by my side, so I have come
for you."
In that moment I knew the truth
knew that this man by my side, quiet
as he was, was indeed mad, ready at
any moment to throw off even this
mask of sanity, and seize me in his
powerful grasp.
Once more I glanced around my prett3'
room.
My husband's eyes looked into mine
from his portrait on the wall, as if to
spy. "For my sake, darling, keep calm
All rests with you. Do not let me re
turn to find a desolate home, with your
blood staining the threshhol'l.V
"Victor," I said suddenly, "before
we go on this journey, tell me of your
self of all you have been doing."
"Of myself ? What is there to tell ?"
he questioned, with rising passion in
his voice. "Of what 1 have been doing
I shall indeed tell you !" Working for
this hour, slaving for it, enduring for
it, with but one ambition in the wretch
ed struggle they call life to meet you
face to face, to look into your eyes as
they rested on your work, to tell you
of the burning brain which could find
no relief in tears, the weight of iron
breaking the heart on which your hand
has placed it. Ah! it is a little hand,
white and fair" clasping it within his
own "even to lift so monstrous a
weight; yet you placed it well, not
missing a single nerve slender, pretty
fingers, but oh, so cruel ! Elsie, have
you no remorse?"
"Victor, you are the cruel one; you
do me injustice unworthy of yourself !"
"Ay, injustice ! What do you know
of the word? You, who sit here in
your beautiful home and let the world
go by unheeded and uncared for.
What memory had you for the man you
had doomed, whose struggles, whose
agonies you could watch as the cat plays
with the mouse? I saw him kiss you
last night, the man you call your hus
band, forgetting my right to the title
forgetting, in the sight of heaven that
you are my wife; you rested on his
arms, you laid your head upon his
shoulder, looking with adoring eyes
into his face. You whispered words of
love in his ear, but for the last time ! I
would have killed him. but that I wan
ted you alone in that other world to
which w;e are going. Elsie, darling,
you do not fear me?" his voice sudden
ly sinking from frenzied anger to its
old tenderness.
At aay moment he might draw the
concealed weapon from his pocket at
any moment plunge the dagger into my
heart. '
j A scream, a struggle, would but make
sure my fate.
I What was to be done?
"Victor," I said, with cunning match
ing his own, "let us not die, but live
In death all is uncertainty; in life we
have each other and love "
He glanced with keen suspicion into
my face. ;
I "And you love me?" he questioned.
f "Howdare you, then, give your kisses
to that other -the kisses which belonged
to me? Listen ! We have no time to spare
Already they are on my track. To
night I saw'them, but their eyes failed
to find me. They call me mad, yet I
outwit them. Nor do I find it snch a
difficult task. Yet, if once they seize
me they will bear me back to the place
from which Ihave fled; but not alive
ehjjiot alive! See, Elsie!" throw
ing back his coat, and disclosing the
long, narrow, gleaming blade he had
concealed there. "First your hearti
then mine! You irrow Dale: vou trem-
ble. Tt will soon bexver. A moment's
pang; eternal happiness " I
His arm is thrown tight around me.
I am j powerless even to struggle in
his iron clasp. His words fall hissing,
one by one, on the still air. Darkness
is gathering around me the darkness
of despair. J
The little clock on the mantel chimes
eleven, and I remember, with a thrill
of horror, it is the last time I shall ever
hear it strike, when outside sounds a
cheery whistle, and a step 1 recognize
as my husband's upon the pavement.
Its firm, manly tread is unmis
I ean fancy his glancing up
akable.
at the
lighted windows shining forth their
welcome for him. Another moment
his latch key will be in the door.
"Victor," I exclaimed, "I hear them
coming. lie, the spy, is on yoqr track.
Conceal yourself where you were be
fore. I will mislead him and return to
you. For my sake, be quick."
At these last words his hold relaxes.
The old cunning leaps to his ees.
"For your sake," he whispers.
With a sudden spring he is again hid
den behind the folds of the curtain, and
in that moment my husband entered
the room, and I rushed to the shelter of
his arms. !
"My darling, w hat is it ?" Wil
plains. "What has happened?
you ex
I found
these men watching the house, and they
insist a madman intrusted to their care
has entered here. I, of course, have
given them permission to search "
I trj- to speak, but cannot.
The words die in my throat asj I point,
tremblingly, to the curtain where I can
discern, peering through, Victor's
gleaming eyes.
Traitress!" I hear Jiim exclaim ; and
as the men sprang forward, there fol
lows a dull fall.
Poor fellowr! He had taken his sad
journey alone.
In his frenzy he has plunged the steel
through his own heart.
For weeks 1, too, hovered on the
grave '8 brink, but my husband's tender
love and care won me back to life ; and
together we often visit one 'solitary
mound in the churchyard, where we
ever place fresh flowers, with the prayer
that he who sleeps at last found the
journey, even as he though, "'but one
step to eternal happiness." I
Gen. Radetzky
Edward King thus describes Gen.
Kadetzky the hero of the Balkans: . At
six o'clock on a breezy summer morn
ing we found the veteran Radetzky
seated on a rock at the summit of the
tumuli, or observatory mounds, to be
found levey where In Bulgaria. Th
long lines of infantry were slowly de
fining below, and from the throats of
the men of each battalion as It passed
the pont of observation came a loud
cry "Morning" in answer to the friend
ly "Morning, brothers" of the general.
Ridetzky is a tranquil easy-going com
mander of the old school; he takes
every event in the most matter-of-fact
way; seems utterly devoid of energy
until the very last moment, when he
summons it, does just the right thing,
and acts with marvelous celerity, as he
did at the time of Suleiman Pasha's
furious attack on the positions in the
Shipka pass. In appear ance he is more
like a good bourgeois shopkeeper than
lpce a general; stretches himself with
the utmost unconcern on a carpet in
camp; tosses off a dozen, huge bumpers
of hot scalding tea; smiles at the name
of Turk ; crosses himself as devputly jas
do any of the Cossacks, and inspires
every one who comes into contact with
him with genuine affection. His chief
of staff, Dlmitriowski, a veterarl of Cen
tral Asians campaigns, bestrode a Kir
ghese horse which had borne him in
more than 15,000 miles of campaigning.
To see these two amiable gentlemen
riding across the fields together one
would never fancy them to be isoldiers;
yet both were valiant in the highest
degree at Shipka. The chief of staff
was dangerously wounded there, while
Radetzky rushed furiously into the
tight as Impulsively as a boy of twenty,
and repelled foices largely outnumber
ing his own.
Advice to Those Who Owe.
Make a full estimate of all you owe,
and of all that is owing to you. Reduce
the same to a note. As fast as! you col
lect pay over to those you oweL. If you
cannot,! renew your note every year,
and get the best securities you can.
Go to business diligently and be indus
trious; :waste no idle moments!; be very
economical in all things; discard all
pride ; be faithful in your duty to God
by regular and hearty prayer morning
and night; attend church and meeting
regularly every Sunday ; andj do unto
all men as you would that they should
do unto you.i If you are too Jieedy in
circumstances to give to the poor, do
whatever else is in your power cheer
fully, but if you can, help the 'poor and
unfortunate. Pursue this course dili
gently and sincerely for seven years,
and if you are not happy, comfortable
and independent in vour circumstances
j come to me and I will pay your debts.
Smith to Brown.
"I understand 'you are
going
move out of our neighborhood, I
very sorry to hear that I shall miss
such a good neighbor asj you have'
been." . j
Brown " Yes ! 1 1 have concluded to
move. The fact is, I'm tired of being
tortured every day by those girls nex
door banging on the piano, and at
night by the j cat dress-parade which
takes place back of my house, on the
fence. Why, I haven't got a piece of
moveable furniture in my room except
the bureau and the bed. Every thin.;
else has been used in my attempts t
maim a cat. I belieye I would be
happy for the; rest of my life if, I could
knock one of those cats oft the fence
before 1 leave; and if a kind Fate
would only guide a chair-leg into Unit
big black cat's eye, I'd live a life' ofj
bliss. I've got aj particular grudge
against that cat. The other night I
heard the gang assembling out there
about ten o'clock; and I collected all the
shoes, hair-brushes, soap-holders an 1
things I could find, and just waited for
them. That big cat commenced the
racket and I let him have it. I threw
all the things I had at him, and was
just looking around for more, when II
saw a man sneaking up the alley, wit Ii
the shoes and things under his arni
He had been laying low behind tlie
fence, and every1 boot and shoe that
went over he grabbed ! That's why f
hate that black cat." I
Toeless but! Well Heeled.
A double-chinned man, rigged up in
last winter's clothes and a cane, hob
bled into the waiting room at tWe
- m 1 v - I :
mayor s omce, ana noppeu aown lntoiu
chair near the railing. He took off hjU
cap and went over a bald spot on his
head with a blue calico j handkerchief
which ob being completed, he put ill
tne next nve minutes 111 getting his
wind and the use of his tongue. Mack
was entertaining the reporters with a
dissertation on grasshoppers, their pre
vention and cure, when the double
chinned man entered, but he went ojn
with the lecture until he made the
point he had in his! mind's eve. This
occupied him just
the man his wind
ong enough to give
and tongue, the five
minutes being-up by the electric clock
as he inquired :
'Well; what can
we do for you ?"
"Lots," replied the man.
"I'll bet you lour dollars an4 six
said Mack, looking over his shoulder at
the group of pencil wasters. "Wei
out with it. What's wanted?" j j
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"I was down here in Wayne countiy
a workin' awhile (in a farm. Lemmfe
see. I went there
in December, 1877,
and hired in a store with a man of the
name of Ruggles.
I built fires add
hauled wood, and acted as a general
clerk for three weeks. Christmas time
was a comin' on, arid I says to myself
one day, says I, John, you old son of a
gun, you want to have some money for
the holidays, says Ii just that way.and,
says 1, you'd Detter oeistriKin' Dave
(that was his name-j-Dave Ruggles) for
an installment. 1 goes up to the hous e
Dave's house; I goes up there add
knocks at the door (it hadn't nary lock
on it, and I needn't a knocked, but I
thought I would just for good manners
sake, you know, co snow him I'd had
some kind of raising), and the old wo
man, his wife, Mrs. Ruggles, (really,
her first name has slipped my recollec
tion), she came to the door. Is Davta
home? says 1. He Is, says she. Can I
see him a minute? 'says 17 You carii
says she. All right, says I. Very well,
says she. Walk in. Well, I went
"Cut it," put in Mack.
"Cut what?" queried the man.
"Make it one act," said Mack.
"What?"
"Boil it down."
"Eh?"
"What did you come hre for?"
"Lemme show you."
The man untied one shoe, took it 1 off
and removed the stocking. Phewj!
Then he went through the same per
formance with the other shoe and stoc
ing, winding up by throwing bothjCeet
up in the air. "Do you see them feeti?,
There ain't so much as an ounce of itqe
on either of 'em." I 1 j
"That's toe, bad,'f said Mack, "bilt
still there's any quantity of foot' there
yet. What did yod want?"
"I thought I'd ask you if you would
not give me a pass to Xew Albany?
said the man.
'Why?"
"'Cause I can't walk far."
"Got any money about you?"
"Yes, a little." j
"How much have you?"
"I've got just $23." I
- "That's precisely $22.90 more.tfaan
I've got," said Mack, "and I've been
stud vine- whether to bur aclsrar and go
into bankruptcy or not. Here you a
a man with monev in his Docket
travel like a crentleman. befireinfir
f w C -- - 1
city for a pass. Now. let me tell ydu
fiomethincr. In the first Dlace. you aa
not deserve a pass; in the second place
I'm not going to give you one ; then,
again,: the city would blame me for
passing you; fourthly, the cltv haa no
passes to give to anybody ; and finally,
ihe city never intends to go Into the
buslnes i of chalkinc men's hats tn n v
lace, Ih any State, or in any country.
poes that strike you as being plain and
o the point?"
I believe It does."
4'
Xo put on yotr shoes and stock-
nga, take your cane In vour hand and
go down to the Union Depot, where
ou jwill find gentlemanly agents ready
nd willing to scoot you through to
ewj Albany."
IlAejitan hid his toe less feet and went
but without saying a word. He paused
bii tjhe sidewalk longenough to go down
into his! pocket, bring" up a well-worn
kvttilW nnd PTtrapt a nunrtpr . Ilia ai
j?aughi;ji,he oleanders In front of Andy
parl's mloon, and he went over to re
cline Under their shade.
"A 1
tie sirup?" asked Aleck M'Kee,
he historic curl a touch to make
up to advantage.
giving
1 1 !
it show
Mi !i ill
"A 1
hie sirup," replied f.hedouble-
chinned man. He swallowed the con-
tents o
the glass, sipped the ice-water,
and too
his way to the depot. .
A Mysterious Pit.
fourteen miles on almost a di
southeast from Bowling Green .
KentiMky, there is a singular and mya-
it in the ground. It is situated
h bluff, In a wild, flinty locality,
with vine, bramble, briers,
bushes trees, and shrubbery, on thewa-
tcr8 of jjD rake's creek, below the mouth
of Taminel. The aperture Is a dark,
gapjjngj I hole cleft through the stony
icrags al though the bluff had at some
jtlme c!Acked and split. The opening is
isomje Mn feet long and four feet Wide
at tne; widest part, its rocky yawning
4 ' H I! ' ! . ... ; . .
iips jpcting spread something, in tno
shape of a horse-collar, the apex, so to
speak, J pointing westward. By some
of the people, in that region it Is known
as f'llfll Hole," while others call It
i" Indian Pit." One remarkable feature
of the abyss-is that there issues from Its
deep depths, ceaseless as the rounds of
the! seasons, a volume of misty vapor,
whlehiJfesnecially on crisp, frosty morn-
lugs, can be seen ascending above the
trp toI. and floating: off on th air
whitened with rays of the rising sun.
Flint, Ijoulder-shaped stones, and others
worn by the friction of time to perfect
roundness are scattered profusely all
about the place, as though thrown high
;by pomp unknown upheaval and show
ered juaiek like rattling hailstones of all
dimensions'. In the fall and wlnterthU
fogjvqlhnie is warmer than the cutting
blasts that sweep along the deep gorge.
tin sum
er the mist is cooler and not
so dense'.
The pit widens from the top
in its!
downward course, and woe to
any
living thing once swallowed
throufirh its dark mouth. Throw a
ibouldef or stone into it, and not a faint
est echo ever reaches the ear , as to
whither it went. Some seasons since a
a party ofpersons assembled at the pit,
deterihlried to fathom its hidden bottom.
They were provided with a strong cord
over1 six hundred feet long, to which
was att
ched a stilliard weight. They
droppt
the weight into the hole and
paid oi
t the" line. Down, down, and
down;
ent the weight till not a foot of
cortl was left, while not a sound came
to jteri jthe tale of its subterraneen pas
sage. J jpo bottom was reached and the
wefghtj was withdrawn damp and un
solled s though it touched nothing but
mist a tid darkness in Its soundings.
A Hasty Retreat.
certain man of means came into an
ofHee, in Sunbury, Pa., recently, ac
Qompa lied by a stranger, and Inquired
of the lawyer the amount of a claim
which he had against a - party in a
neighboring county. The lawyer im
mediately went to work, and the man
of means entered into a social chat with
his friend, and several others who were
in j th office at the time, showing
great' courtesy and feeling elated over
the
expectation of receiving money,
lawyer soon balanced the account
The
and
announced
the result. The
stranger walked up to the desk to ex
amine it, and the man of means was
making ready to receive his cash.
Weif," says the stranger, " I guess
it's ialj right. My neighbor gave me
the money to pay It, as he has the small
pox and he could not pay it himself,"
and laid down the money. By this
time I the seats were suddenly vacated
m thaj office. It occurred suddenly to
the man of means that important busi
ness j required his attention outside,
and lH directed the lawyer to receive
the money and give him a check. The
lawyer promptly declined, as he did
not ; ca re to carry sthe money In his
pocket! over night, and said something
about the bank being closed. But to
his astonishment the office was deserted
by all except the man who paid the
moneji. There was no hand shaking
when the stranger left, but it Is eus.
pectedl that the lawyer has tne money
small jxx or no small pox.
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