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The s-t ream was met by the cleansing tide; In a dewurop the moth was purified; The poet sang one true song, and died. Willi IJoiil Alff.i, in the Cosmopolitan. IN THE BBIDLE-PATH. liV EMMA A. Ol'PER. The rooming v. as a piece ot perfec tion; so, an onlooker might have con sidered, was the young lady riding slowly along the bridle-path just where it en tered the park the pretty girl in a daik grey habit and silk hat, who sat her hor.-e well aud held her reins uud whip with neat correctness. It was early as yet. Ida Edson and her groom some rods behind her were ! almost the first riders, though the leafy, breezy place was charmingly inviting just now. When a cantering horse was pulled up beside her, therefore, aud a hat was lifted high, Ida raised her handsome eyes in pleased inquiry. "Mr. Granby!" she smiled. "Delighted at this meeting!" said Mr. Granby, heartily, and went on beside her at her more moderate pace. He was puffing a little being a rather short and stout gentleman, some years beyond his early man hood. He had a pleasant and intelligent, if somewhat florid face, and a cordial man ner. He was rich and considerably sought after. Ida Edson liked him for himself, and no.' her tine face which had been distinctly serious all but sad bright ened. "I, also," she returned. "I've been, feeling a little lonesome. One wants companionship on such a day, to dis cuss the lovely weather if nothing else." She spoke carelessly, her whip handle touching her smiling lips, but Mr. Gran by looked at her sharply. He was a good friend of her father's, and took much interest in the bright and handsome girl. And Ida Edson's affairs were no more of a secret than those of pretty and popular girls are usually. Mr. Granby regarded her keenly. "It is decidedly disagreeable being lonesome," he answered, with apparent heedlessness. But Ida flushed a little, and thought best to change the subject. "Do you mind my opening up the great topic, Mr. Grauby?" she said, coyly. "No, jou must be hardened by this time. I want to congratulate you. Mrs. Camp bell is lovely simply lovely I We are all so glad you are going to marry her papa and all of us?" she avowed, with girlish warmth. Mr. Granby bowed and smiled. "I thank you, my dear Miss Edson! I congratulate myself every day. I am a happy man since the affair has been firmly settled." He looked it. Ida rather wanted to continue tho agreeable subject, but a gentle shyness forbade her. And possibly Mr. Granby was shy. The topic, changed to the general news, the last new play, the prospect of the city being socially empty in a week or so. Mr. Granby chatted with an entertain ing liveliness, for which he was noted. But he seemed oddly preoccupied scarcely attentive, after all, to their skimming small talk. Now and again he glanced at Ida scrutiniziugly ; once or twice he smiled rather peculiarly. And from a silence of some length he emerged of a sudden with a sigh of sen timental proportions. "I don't know," he declared, "what makes me think so strongly of that case. Can't stem to get it out of my head. Perhaps my recent happiness has made me sentimental I don't know. Would you care to hear it? A mere everyday tory it is, but " "You know I am dying to I" his pretty companion answered. Mr. Granby set his hat on more firmly and cleared his throat. "A mere everyday story," he reiter ated, gazing up at the leaves above them. "We have read such a hundred times. Yet, when such things come within our experience, I we " His mauuer was curiously hesitating, and Ida's bright eyes were wide open, her face intent. "It was a a friend of mine I've been thinking of,' said Mr. Granby, slowly. 'And the tragedy took place twenty years ago. I call it a tragedy. You shall hear it, ray dear girl, aud judge for yourself." He took out his handkerchief to rub his forehead, and his eyes still roved the upper air. But Ada was inattentive to all save the coming story. "He was a good young fellow every body said so warm-hearted and affec tionate, Aud he fell desperately in love. The girl was a sweet and charm ing one. I--I saw her. She was all that could be desired, and more. She loved him in return she had cared for him before he mustered courage to speak to her, 1 think. And it va looked upon as the match of the season, the lovers being so well known aud well liked, having so much of money and position both, ana being so greatly and imailectedly in love with each other." Mr. Granby paused, stroking his horse's head and looking down. And Ada's lips were softly parted. "An you waiting f:r a description ot their happy ir.arriage and deeper joy?" Mr. Granby utmanded, drily. "That ia the sequent I cannot give that is the tragedy." He seemed to falter. "Did ahe die?" Ida murmured "oi he?" Yet she knew better. Almost certain she was that it was of himself Mr. Granby was gravely talking. "No! I think almost he might better have. No! The engagement was broken and for nothing." His voice was hard. "Broken for some trivial cause which I understood at the time. Th? lapse of years had made contemptible that which was unworthy at its best. It was noth ing, nothing a caprice on her part, an inadvertence on his. What matter? It should have been forgotten in a day or an hour. No! she was unreasonably reproachful and he stubborn, or he re proachful, she foolishly determined. What odds? Both were wrong; both in a rash moment were sure that a tri umph of self-assertion was more to ta'etu than their life-happiness. And the en gagement was broken." Mr. Granby was not looking at her; his eye3 were lowered s4ill. But a paleness had succeeded a flush ou his listener's averted face, and she sat in utter silence. "There was no reconciliation, for neither would take the first step. I know what heart-burning there were, what real loneliness and misery. But that was all. After the first sharp words they did not even see each other. He went South aud West went abroad came back and visited Canada. He said he had always meant to travel extensive ly, and that he would go into business when he had seen something, aud get 1 rich. And all this he did. Brleflv. he did it. He gained experience and a worldly air, and he made a success of his business undertaking. He was popular among men, being naturally genial and always open-handed enough. And he remained a bachelor a shooting, yacht ing, fishing, horse-driving bache.or with finally some few wrinkles and gray hair, an unreasonable exactness about his dinner, and not many female acquaint ances." He was looking at her now; but Ida's head, in its little silk hat, was still turned away. "And she " she faltered. "Oh, she married!" said Mr. Granby, briskly. "Married, of course, being a uice-lookiug girl, with a fortune. Mar ried her father's junior partner a man some years her senior, well-appearing, well-behaved, and eminently respectable aud eligible if not especially brilliant." He coughed drily. Then there was n, silence. Had he finished? Ida was looking toward him, with her sweet and expressive eyes filled with something indefinable with a sort of tremulous fear. "Were they do you think they were happy?" she whispered, faintly. "Think? I will tell you what I know," said Mr.' Granby; "and again you may judge for yourself. I know he bore, af ter his first sharp pain, many and many an hour of dreary depression of yearn ing for something he had not. I know he suffered keenly when the news of her marriage reached him. I know she mar ried a man highly uncongenial to her in many ways a man whose natural cold ness chilled her warmth, whose rather narrow nature clashed with heis a hun dred times a day. I know he the hero of my story led what people called a jolly life, and was successful; and 1 know that she was well treated ana pro vided for, and found much comfort, af ter her husband's death, in her little son. All this. But I know that one love and one only lived in their hearts ever, and that for a moment's hasty foolishness twenty years of their lives were to all in tents wasted!" There was a pulsing pause. The girl's hand trembled where it rested, her throat had the quivering which tells of tears. And when she spoke, it was with a half sob. "Twenty years?" she echoed. 4 'Then something has happened at la9t! Then he has met her again?" "Yes, he has, my dear," said Mr. Granby, gently. "Then you oh, I know it is you!" she cried, tremulously "then you were Mrs. Campbell's lover before ! And that cruel thing happened to you two? And you have found her again I Oh, Mr. Grauby, how glad I am! I " She was softly crying in her gauntleted little hand. "I've found her," Mr. Grauby re sponded, speaking iu matter-of-fact tones, though he brushed his eyes hastily. "And all my baehelor friends are laugh ing at me, and won't let me off short of a three-huudred-dollar stag-supper as a pennance. But I we are happy at last. And that is something." "That is everything," the girl an swered, almost inaudibly. She felt his searching eyes upon her, and trembled altttle; looking down, hotly flushed. What was he going to say now? Some thing, she was sure, she could not bear! She felt nervous and tearful and wretched enough now, and another word would be too much. She knew it, and she wished But. the words Mr. Granby uttered were "By George!" in excited tones. "By George!" he repeated, staring at Ida and far back at the groom, and again at the object which had called forth the remark. The object was a young man at some distance ahead in the bridal path, on a slowly walking horse not an astonishing sight. There was a sort of a flurry before Ida's wondering eyes. Mr. Grauby was gone, suddenly and without a farewell. Did he chuckle as he touched his 4 'crop" to his horse ? She almost fancied it. And theu "Harry !" she cried, aud her voice sank b. the merest whisper. "Harry! " "Well Ida!" the young man on the leisurely horse answered, his voice no less shaken. He was dark-eyed, broad-shouldered, manly and his eyes sought hers with an anxious directness, while he thrust back his hat from a full forehead. "Harry," she whispered he had reined close "I I oh, Harry, how wrong I was! Can you ever forget it? I Mr. Granby has been talking and telling me, and I see it so plainly, how foolish I was and how cruel. Say some thing, Harry " "Hush!" he said, gently. His hand was on her horse's neck. "Foolish and cruel? So was I, and confoundedly ob stinate besides! How dear of you to speak, Ida! I suppose I should have ridden by like the pig-headed rascal I am. I don't know what Mr. Granby has to do with it. Good for him he's en gaged t Mrs. Campbell, or he'd get a puuehed head. But you've made me happy, dear. What fools we were! It shall never happen again, shall it? Not if I know myself! Shall it?" he queried, tenderly. "Never!" she answered, her fair face raised to his in sweet solemulty. "What had Granby to do with it, any how?" he blurted forth, with a lingering jealousy delicious to her. "I'll tell you seme time, dear," she an swered, softly. "You you haven't lost the ring? I want it again." "I've kept it in my inside breast-pocket every minute," he replied, half laughing, all his tine face softened. And nobody else was in the bridle path just there, and the groom pretended net to be looking Harry leaned to Ida till his lips touched her cheek. Sxt'ir day Night. In oue of the large caves in the pro vince of Salerno, Italy, great archaeologi cal treasures were found. The searchers came across large quantities of arms of a ! pre-historie age ax heads, hammers, daggers and knives of flint, agate and other hard stones. LADIES' COLUMN. TIIE ONLY WOMAN LETTER CARRIER. "Postmaster Rupp, of Iluramelstowu, Penn.," notes the Philadelphia Inquirer, "has appointed a woman letter carrier under the law allowing experiments to Ijc made in that direction. Miss Edna La Ross is doing the work with effi ciency aud dispatch. She is the only woman letter carrier iu the service of Uncle Sam." ECONOMY IK CLOVE. There is an economical beginning iu gloves. The very long gloves that com mand prices as lengthy as themselves are giving away to the short-wristed ones. The fair maidens in the upper circles have come to the conclusion that there is something hypnotic and magnetic iu the touch of the wrist when shaking the hand of a friend. Xeie York Rerorda: WOMEN IN CHINA. One of the weakest parts of the Chi nese social fabric is theiusecurity of the life and happiness of woman. But no structure is stronger than its weakest part, and Chinese society is no exception to this law. Every year thousands upon thousands of wives commit fcu:cide, teas of thousands of other persous are thereby involved in serious trouble, hundreds of thousands of yet others are dragged iu as co-partners in the difficulty, and mil lions of dollars are expended in extrava gant funerals and ruinous law-suits. And all this is the outcome of the Confucian theory that a wife has no rights which a husband is bound to respect. Htinoaary Retieic. ONLY THE FINGER TIPS. A woman's make-up is a fearful and wonderful thing because there is so much in it aud so many drugs and chemicals are involved. Take, for instance, the simple process of manicuring and see to what an art it is reduced. First the finger tips must be soaked in perfumed water, then they must be care fully cleaned with an orange-wool stick to help. After that comes the red past., which must be thoroughly washed ou". Following these is a pink powder, theu a perfumed soap with a felt polisher. Lastly is the enamel, which is brightened by the brisk dash with a kid polisher. So mwrh for the finger tips. Will any one dare to reveal the rest of the toilet mysteries? St. Louis Potf-Dhoutclt. FASHION NOTES. Pearls of smaller size are much used in jewelry. Serge is the most popular material for mountain and yachting dresses; wash flannels for tennis suits. "The ladies' frock coat" is the espe cial success of a certain prominent tailor for women. It is very chic. Very many of the newest skirts are gathered, instead of the plaiting, which have had such a run, being used. White ribbon, broad and heavy, is much worn for belts, especially with the new silver buckles, which reach almost under the arras. There is positively no limit to tho amount of cut jet beads and lozeuges to be employed in decorating a stylish gar ment of the moment. Only , two colors are admissible for reefing jackets, coachman's drab and navy blue. The former in smooth fiu ishes the latter in rough. Bodices with basques are either fully 1 arouud the waist like a flounce, or are cut and curved to fit the hips almost as tightly as a cuirass. The bodices with flounce basques are particularly suitable for ginghams and thin summer materials. Castor gloves have been brought into general use for shopping aud ordinary wear, and they are very durable, may be drawn on or off the hands with free dom, and can be submitted to regular washing without interfering with their good condition. There have been many changes in augurated in the methods of coiffures. The hairdressers have taken an excursion trip back to the seventeenth century,and ,are showing favor to the high puffs and ornamentation by use of flowers, velvc' bands and knots of ribbons. Some of the new nets for veils have dainty true-lover's knots scattered over them. Another net that is also fashion able ia the spider's web ; and one tiny black spider placed somewhere on the net, so a3 to accentuate a favorite dim ple or some peculiarly good point of the face, produces nearly as quaint an effect as the patches of Madame la Marquise Uncle Sam'3 Weekly. The Congressional Record is not the only high-class periodical published by Uncle Sam. Very few people, aside from inventors and patent attorneys, know that the Government publishes a weekly magazine which. in point of typo graphical appearance and general finish, compares favorably with any periodical that passes through the mails. It'isYue Oitiriil Gazette of the Patent Office, andN its circulation the law guarantees to be 7000 copies weekly. The Government makes no money directly from this pub lication, which costs 200,000 a year to issue from the press, but the material contained in its pages is so utilized that the Patent Office is made self-supporting. The Urtic'ud Gazette includes the complete specification of every patent is sued by th3 Government, together with cuts of all drawings necessary to an ac curate understanding of the invention. Iu the earlier years of the Gazette it was the custom to print the letter press in, separate pages from the drawings, whicfl! were produced by lithography. Now, however, the entire magazine is printed from lithographed plates, and the prep aration of the "copy" is a very delicate task. The drawings and specifications which law directs that the Government shall issue in the case of each patent al lowed are printed on pages at least twice the size of the Oijirid Gazette. A clever expert takes these drawings aud text, and with a pair of sharp scissors cuts them into neat little strips, which he theu pastes together on cards, sandwich ing the pictures in with the letter-press in the order of their reference. These pages are then reduced to the size of the Otjicld Gazette, by photography, and 7000 lithographed copies are struck off from stone. The Patent Office issues for a week are bound in one number of the Gazette, and anybody who wants to subscribe for it can get a very handsome and interesting publication by sending $4 to the Commissioner of Patents. The Gazette appears every Tuesday. Uncle Sam is its managing editor; it cmployi no agents; it offers no premiums and no botlv ever thinks of .suing it for libel. Neu York World. Drollery in the Shah's Diary. Extract from the "Diary of His Maj esty the Shah," published ia 187-4 "The picture of a donkey was seen, and I asked the price of it. The director of the exhibition, a fat, white-bearded man, who gave information about the prices, told me it was a hundred pounds sterling equivalent to two hundred and fifty turaan3 of Persia. I remarked, Thj vplue of a. live donkey is at the outside five pounds. How is it, then, that this, which is but a picture of an as3, is to be paid so dearly for?' The director said, 'Because it is not a source of expense, as it eats neither straw or barley' the Eastern substitute for hay aud oats. I replied, Trne it is not a source of out lay ; but neither will it carry a load or give one a ride.' We laughed heart ily." Length of Soldiers' Steps, Among the continental armies the Ger man soldiers have the longest legs, judg ing by the length of step, which is eighty centimeters. The step of the French, Austrian, Belgian and Swedish soldiery averages seventy-five centimeters, while that of the Russian soldiers rarely ex ceeds sixty-nine. Absolutely Pure. 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