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' The life of man to represent, " And turn it all to ridicule; AVit did a puppet show invent, - Whore., the chief actor it a foot . Tlu fleeting wene is hut a tap,. , Where various images appear, In different parts of youth and age, ' , Alike the prince and p;aaiit share. . Borne draw our eyesfby Ixjin'g great, False pnip ronreals mere wood within ; And legislators ranged in state Are oft fnt wiajlom in machine. Others are blindly lef away, ' And made to art for ends unknown ; J By the mere spring of .wires they play, Aji8Hpeak in language not their ownl In uhort, whatever men pursue Of pleasure, folly, war or ove ; This mimic race brings all to view, Alike they dres, they" talk, 1 move. A WOMAN'S STORY. It had rained all day a dull, depres sing down-pour ; lftitt now, jut as the day was ending, th t,nn saw.tittobnrst ont from behind a pile of jagged black clouds, and flood the little planet below with crimson glory. The far-spreading sea shone like an ocean of flame ; and all the western windows of the old farm house were flecked with the crimson glory Janet Stuart stood looking out at the rediant western sky1, her heart in her eyes. The red light went shifting in fiery lances through the thick masses of her blue-black hair, and flashed back from her deep, strong eyes. She stood there looking fixedly out, at the lurid light, her back turned to the pair at the piano, talking and singing softly in the April twilight. One of these was Miss In gestae, their New York guest a - delicate, fairy figure, 'not at all like Janet's ; a delicate rose bloom face looking out at you through a halo of pure gold hair ; the other, Mr. Etheridgo. , , ,; , Now the pair stmck out into la duet. Softly and sweetly came across the room the delicious Italian song, a song full of passionate pain. Out of the western sky slowly faded tho crimson sunburst, grayly crept up the twilight, palely gemmed with stars. , . 'Darkening!" Janot Stuart thought, with weary eyes, that never left the steel-blue sky. "Darkening like my life?",, ' lit faded entirely out, the last flush of the dying day. The stars swung in the blue-black concave ; and a xmle, young crescent moon sailed serene up to the zenith. And still, while the day faded and the night came, the twain, at the piano never stirred. Their low laughter,!1 their half-wTiispered words, their soft! singing came to tho listener's ear ; but; she never looked at them. She sat! colder and whiter than snow, her still: hands folded. I "He promised to, love me, and be truej to me always," her heart kept crying ;j "and see how he keeps his word I" . . "In the dark ?" called a cheery voice,! and old Mr. Etheridge came in. He was the owner, of all the broad acres that spread right and left ; and his nephow, Ernest," was his sole heir : for! his wife had died nine months before, and there wero no children. Janet! Stuart was his adopted daughter, of courso ;. but she was to marry handsome Ernest, and reign in the fine old home-! stead, whero all her happy girlhood had boen spent. ' i called Mr. Etheridco. "Jennie, lass where aro you ? Leavo off billing and cooing, and ring for the lamp." . He looked over at the piano, and thq two heads so close together there sepa rated suddenly., A tall, dark figure . rose from tho window. I "I'm not billing and cooing, uncle.'! Janet rang for tho lamp as she spoke this; and Miss Ingestre fluttered off the piano-stool. 1 "Oh! so it was you, little Eva, and . not Janet. I won't have it. - I want a wedding in two months ; and you xnuftn't cut Jennie" out." The red blood mounted guiltily to - ! Ernest Etheridge's face, but Miss In) , gestre's musical laugh chimed softly through' the room. Janet sat by the table, fixedly pale, her eyes bent on a book ; but the printed page danced be fore those eyes; and Mtw Ingestre's faint, sweet voice, chattering pretty nonsense, with her blue eves fixed on the old man's face sounded in her! ears the dancing eea. How bright it was, all sparkling in the bright sunlight with the saline wind strong and sweet, and the fishermen singing as they cast their nets, and the noisy children, roll ing in the warm sands, filling the air with their glad shouts. "Oh!" she thought, "what happy creatures there, are in the world ! Men who love, and are never false ; women who trust and are never betrayed J And I to think I should have staked on one throw and lost !" A man's step came crunching over the sand A man's clear voice singing; "O'er the muir amang the heather," on the shrill wind. She knew both step and voice, but she never turned. "Janet," cried Ernest, "I thought I should j find you here ! I know what heathenish hours you keep, and what heathenish places you frequent." She never answered ; her eyes were fixed on the far sea-line, her lips closed in nameless pain. He threw himself on the sands at her feet, and looked up with laughing blue eyes in her change leas face. l "My 'solemn Janet ! What has come ever you of late ? Where has your, sun shine, your sparkle, your youth, your smiles,! -your; color gone? Tell me what it is, Janet?" "Nothing you would care to know." He shifted uneasily ; his eyes left her pale, still face, and wandered seaward. "You know T am going to-morowi Jennie?" j . "Yes, I know." "I wanted I went, Janet ; you will break it shall be shocked an you do not.' The can't marry von marry yourt uncle ont!" Janet rose abruptly dow, fullv awake v "I never thought in her way to her o have seen ; butlnove She kept her chai use l . refuse? l disappointed if don't coax. I I'm going to row, the truth's id'left tho win- that," she said, room. l mi Riit thought of that." er until dinner bravest Janet, tell me you forgive me for the paiL" His voice broke down ; tho old love, stronger than ever, looked at her im- pionngiy. Hopelessly out ox lna eye. She stood before him, her hands lightly on his shoulders, her dear face smiling up at him so tender, so true. "You must not go; you must not leave me! Dear Ernest, 1 don't forgive I only lovo you !" Later, when the crystal was at its time, and then went Awn to preside at highest, and the last lights were dyiog table with thaV find and stone-like out of the homestead windows, Ernet face. Only her uncll and Eva were Etheridge walked up tho peaceful there, 1 moonlit road to his hotel. But with. "To think the boyahould go off five oh I such an infinitely happy face, and nours earner man le need." uncle singing as he went along itnendge grumbled. I "Janet, how can you allow such capen! Miss Ingestre looked at her, a mali cious smile on her robud lips. Mies Stuart met the look steadfastly. "Mr. Ernest Etheri&je's comings and goings are nothing to e ; he is free as the wind that blows, But when am I to congratulate you; ay good uncle?" Mr. .bthendge. -stared laughed looked at Eva. V I "So you have told her, Passy T Ka T mm r . I t.l ffrav sn1 aaul Bay that health and strength have mifM.l me ; bar I am Jennie m h poor, but also add kissed me P Fashion Xotes. Honors are divided between stripes and figures. Byron shaped collars of moire and velvet are pretty. Shirring is the leading feature in the making of dresses. Mixed green and gold are hues that "I protest I have done nothing of blend admirably, (ri vine a tender beauty XI L ft 5 ll ' 1 rl -w 1 , . . m . . me burL, cnea tne amazea juiss xnge- tnat is very lascinaung oy ga&ngnu to speak to you before I that is whv l got up at this unchristian hour, and looked for you here. I don't see the necessity of hurrying our I marriage as Uncle Ether idge wibhes to hurry it we are. both young M enough to wait. I should like to spend this summer in Switzerland and Italy, if yon have no objection." "I have none." "And .when I come back in the autumn, Janet, you will be my little wife?"! 1 She rose no straight. ' and looked in fhis smUing, handsome faca for th.fe:firt time. . " ; "No," she said, steadily, "I will never, be that. Here is your ring, Mr. Etheridge, and here we part." "Janet!" j . He sprang to his feet, and stood looking at her in surprise, in a sort of terror in nothing else. "Here is your ring take it. You will not? Then let the waters take it, less faithless than you 1" She drew the band of gold, studded with brilliants, from her finger, and flung it far into the sea. "Janet, listen to me, Janet good heaven ! -ate you mad?" "I would be if I listened to you. Go marry Eva Ingestre to-morrow, if you like! i What is it tome V" She turned and walked steadfastly away, leaving mm mere a peinnea gazer, i Straight up to her own room, there to sink down by the window, her arms dropping on the table, her face lying on them. ot in tears not in womanly sobs ; only in mute, deadly pain, weary of life, of herself, of the sunshine, of all the world. "False !" her tortured heart kept cry incr "false I And 1 loved him so dearlv o dearly." Tho breakfast-bell rang. She rose up and went down, a little paler, a little stiller than her won nothing more. Old Mr. ! Etheridcre was there, bright and lively, Miss Ingestro was therej chattering like a magpie, her pretty ringlets freshly perfumed and curled, her ! roses at their brigntesu Ernest was theje, silent and sulky, but glad, if the truth must be known, that he was so well out of the scrape. "She gives me up of her own accord," j he thought, with a sense of injury; i "nobody can blame me. I'll speak to Eva after breakfast!" But he was forestalled. After break fast, his uncle carried Eva off, to get her opinion about some ornamental gardening, i to be done, and his tender declaration had to wait. Janet at tended to her household duties.and then. with her work-basket, went and sat downjbythe open window ; presently the aching eyes closed in dull, dream less sleep. ; With voices in her ears, she awoke voices that blended with her sleep, and that S confused her. They came from ! the garden--the voice of Ernest, tender, pleading ; the voice of iva, sweet -and clear: "Marry you, Ernest! Good gracious stre; "but then she is a witch, and knows everything." ; i - Av.vAc.aay awu wuaa io a avr WJ weii since you nave divined it, in three .weeks; and you must be first bridesmaid, Jennie." . "With pleasure, Miss Ingestre.' i'l'm afraid you'll find it rather dull during our absence, Janet," her uncle Wide-laced ladies make a mistake in weariDg ciose-orimmed bonnet with broad, flaring strings tied under the chin. Basques and cuffs will be fastened and draperies looped wun liat nails or spikes, having large heads of gilt, sil ver, or let. No boudoir or parlor is now connd- ered furnished unless a pretty Japanese 9m . bridal tour, and "And I am going to New York. My dear uncle, don't say a word. I have set my heart on it. My old nurse lives there. I will lodge with her; and really, life in this stagnant village growing insupportable.? So it was settled and duly the wed ding came off. Eva, the loveliest of brides, Mr; Ethendge the most ecstatic of old addle-headed bridegrooms, Janet ITE3W OF IMTBESr. said. . '.'We're going on a three months lantern or two or more hang in its nooks and corners. The English shoe, with low heels and half high, and largo buckles on the instep, house and garden shoe. The hip draperies of fall dresses are looped high, and seem to form decided paniers, while the back breadths fall in valuminous pleats, suggestive of a cock's tail. White stock in era are totally out of Stnarv;the?nBfatftlfe8t'jM ftMnnjajadJifi. who yUflikeL-higb. bridesmaids. Then 'they were gone colored or bright striped hose .wear Sitting Bull U horribly ugly. An officer ahowed him a looking-gbura the other day which frightened the old xaaa so that he rushed up to headquarter and surrendered six lines in tea min utes. 4 It is said that broom corn was Intro- duced to this country by Dr. Franklin, He saw a seed on a broom, planted It. and the seeds from this sinrle plant were the beginning of broom corn as aa American agricultural product. A French Company, Vita a capital of forty million franca, is about to com mence operations in Canada. The com lny propose to loan xaoney at remu nerative rates on moveables, machinery and furniture of all kinds. A Philadelphia man varaiabed fifty big watermelons to sea bow long they would keep, They kept until the work men in acarriajo shop next door di-. covered them. j Jumping over a fence in the middle of the night and meetitg a bull dog that is a total stranger to you, is one of those exciting little incidents of lift which go far to break the monotony and robs existence of a tiresome sameness. There is a young lady in Keokuk Iowa, who is six feet, four inches tall, and she is engaged to be married. Ths man who won her did it in these words : "Thy beauty sets xnyj soul aglow rd wed thee right or wrong; 'man wants but little here below,1 but wants that little long." To give an idea of the immensity of the spirit trade in ths country it may be stated that the amount appropriated ' by government tor tua maintaining oi metal or paste I storekeepers and gangers alone, is above . . - . . I A r ns Aijt 9 . 1 . t t 1 1 M1 IS the lavonte I 5i,JWWWi ana u cuaocr ui uuuue- IS nes registered 3,000. and operated above off to Paris to begin with ; and Janet said good-by to the old homestead, and was whirl 3d away to the metropolis, where she was soon busy in the preca rious venture of writing a book. Another summer, and it came out, those of pale silver gray, mastic, pale lilac or black. Mantles for the fall are elaborately Took Three THrows. There is always a crowd sxound tho place on Griswold street where you can throw three balls at the doll-babies on mjrvtn Te aadaru JLiajriadii rf, cabbage-leaves ana cud fiy-pspcr lut everyone von bit. An exjeursiocisl was planting down his nickles there y ester- day ana tearing xus coat up mo umc-m. u trimmed with rows of blsck lace, black tUmP.i.. dg' - satin, bows of ribbon, elegant beaded applmue bands and letted cords, and aa. w and was a brilliant success. Another, are brightened by gay colored linings and a second followed; and Jennie of Surah. Costly and ample "dowager" Stuart woke up one morning and found I wraps are made of heavy brocatelles herself famou3. Kich, too, or com paratively so ; and able to gratify the desire of her heart, and go abroad to fair foreign lands, with an admiring party of literary friends. Once ah! how long ago it seemed now she had thought to wonler through these storied notions as Ernest's happy wife. - So the world went round, and the years passed; and ten of- those years had gone by, when Janet Stuart came back to her native land. Wealth and fame had crowned her ; but she some of the novel designs showing odd Egyptian heads, or quaint Persian fig ures. Others are made of brocaded satin, closely shirred about the shoul ders and wrists, many of the sleeves being cut in the old leg-o'-mutton style. Discovery of Egjptlan Muramie The finding at Thebes ox inirty-mne mummies of Egyptian royal and priestly personages, which has been hailed tn I Europe as the greatest archaeological came discovery since Sir Henry Ltsvard's re- back Janet Stuart stilL true to that old l searches at Nineveh, grows in impor dream, a saddened and lonely woman. There were changes before her. Her undo' was dead ; his young wife inheri ted all his vast wealth ; the ' fine old homestead was for sale; and Ernest was where ? No one knew ; he had gone out to Australia, having quarreled tance. Two-thirds of the mummies are now identified by means of the inscrip tions upon their cases andthemanu scripts found. They are, for the most kings and queens, with their cbil along came a Utile old man with a pipe stem voice and a plug hat which must have been at least twenty years old when the war dotted. ( In addition to carrying a face as wrinkled as a spring bed, he was cross-eyed and inquiaiUve. "What on alrtu is rolng on bere r he squeakingly. inquired as he pushed into the crowd, 'in game was ex plained to him, and he continued : "iSay, git about a muuoa oi mem cigars out here, for I'm the boas throw, er of this state! I've born buntia' this town all over for sunthui to catch on to, and hete she is. : oy, give ms room to spread outF He removed his coat, put down hat, tpit on his hands, and sway went. A man sianaia ovrr try poatoffice Celt something strike his hat ...... ... i i i t snd Lit the wall benina mm, ana ius confusion rsied a cheer. "How manv of them babies did I cruAhT" inauircd the old man as be his sbs the beginning with the seventeeth and end with his new aunt, and consequently f ing with the twenty-first; or, stating it with his old uncle ; that was all Janet I roughlv, from 2.000 to 1,700 n. r. The could learn. mummy of tho Pharaoh of Israelis Janet Stuart went back to the village among these, in a perfect stste of pre- of her girlhood, purchaser of the fine j serration, and the mummy of Thotmes old homestead where her happiest years IIL, in whose re'pu the obelisk that had been spent, and settled down I stands in Central Park was first erected. among the familiar sights and sounds I The imagination falters in the attempt to contented old maidenhood. There I to realize that . these figures hsve been vom fMnda thprntill anA arnl nrnriil I lirnnfrht !orV fmm h ro&t and ahnrfw to welcome her and she could do no less sea of Egyptian antiquity to our nart .Iron mnoincr thmncrli four ilvcaxtiAA. I reached for the MCOnd ball. i t .Atwii mrA I "Yon mnat throw atraifht ahead, not iiiuiiiK nikii aiici dcic41i.vm i t.i i " off sidewsya," cxphuned the man m good ; and with her "gray goose-quill," and her piano, and her pets she was happy. She stood in the May twUight under the sycamore by the gate, one radiant evening, six monms aiier uer coming, V a own day, and our very uoors. ioins flowers that look as if they "had been plucked a few months ago," are found lving in the wrappings of king who were dead centuries before the Pharoah of Israel was born, and the passage of tviner up early roses, and singing softly, nearlv 4,000 years has not dimmed the when a man came slowly up the dusty I beauty of the colors of the inscriptiotrs road, and looked at the pretty picture. A man who was bronzed, and haggard, and weather-beaten, and poorly clad with his cap pulled over his eyes handsome blue eyes still. He paused at the gate, weary and pale. "Janet! and pencilings, "which are as bright and fresh as if the artist had touched them but yesterday." This is a wonder ful prize for archaeological science, the full meaning of which scholars proba bly are just beginning to appreciate. The Louisiana land redemption com- i-i. . 1 J Til. -1 Ml one turnea arounu wu low, sum has drained 13,000 of its 200.000 cry, dropped the rose-vine, and caught ' nt nun witr, tMa like the rushing roar of a waterfall. By- j me! what an idea! And you 'engaged and-by some neighbors dropped in, and there was more singing, and some danc ing ; and Janet played waltzes, redo was, and qu adrilles, until the midnight hour struck ; and she toiled Up to her room, too fagged in body and mind even to think. j But she was up early for all that up ' with the April birds singing in the scented trees outside, and down on the Bea&hore, staring with dreamy eyes over to that solemn Janet I" "She is engaged to me no longer ; she has broken off of her own free will jealous of you." v "And you want me to take what an other lady rejects? Flattering, really ! A thousand thanks, Mr. Ernest Ether idge ; at the same time no!" "Eva ! Eva ! for heaven's sake, listen to me ! I love you with my whole" 'Heart ! Of course you do ! And acres, and will plant thetn with rice this year. The company makes the rosy ea- Umate that it will have an income ox $30,000,000 when it gets its whole tract reclaimed- The land is a black loam, from two to six feet deep, and it is esti mated that it will yield four hogsheads of sugar or forty barrels of rice to the acre. both Ids hands, her face more radiant than the sunset sky. "Ernest ! Oh, Ernest ! Ernest 1 "And vou are really glad to see me, Janetr 8he opened the gate, her happy eyes shining luminous, and drew him in. "Did yon know I was here T she "Yes whv else should I have cose ? There are five cities in the world bar But I did not mean to intrude. I only ing each a populat'on of over 1,000,000 wanted to looc upon your lace once more before I went way again ! "Went away? vterr "Back to Australia. I am poor, and can do nothing nere ; there is still an inhabitants one each in Britain, United States. Germany, France and Austria. Then there are nine having more than 500.000 inhabitant three in Great Britain, three in the United States, two opening there. And before I go, dearest, I in Bussia and one in Turkey. charge. "Straight as a be-line, and Low gec to knock down a fall thouai&dr Thi time a man to the kit Kit a cannon ball hit him in the stomach, tia he sunk down and let; the crowd UiuK out water, brandy, lemonade aid a chunk ot ice before he would reect How many cigars that timer uha the old m n, as he spit on his hands fc a f reeli ball. j "Say. can't you seo the babies T da man ded the owner. I "See 'em? You bet I can, and this time I'm going to clean out the pastur or buat," j "Why don't you throw straight ahead V j "I do." ! "Well, you look out. Here, taova over to the right. There you are." "You bet I are ! Now, then V lie hit the brick wall to the left, and the 111 came back and hit Lin in ths ! bead with a "chug"; which cvuld If heard 200 feet. "Who did that T he yelled, as u. hopfed around and. fisted the air. "You did I bay, you caa throw aaj more." I "Why not r "You can't see straight" That's another I I want thea sev enteen cigars I won. It was not untu ths crowd sided against him that ha would civs in, and he then went off with his coat on his arm, muttering : i "See straight ! Why, them 'era threa throws knocked down mors'n 400 babies and I know it, but they clawed off to ssvs the cigars.- It's a good thing for that crowd that I Tuainl got my old clothes on to-dsy VDctrvti Frtm Prut, 1 v
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