THE BAROMETER OF I THE SKY dy S. G. W. BENJAMIN. What is more poetic than a sunset at sea ? What more stimulating to the fancy than the dan masses rolling up before a storm ? The artist revels in painting them, and, on the other hand, the sailor studies them no less keenly, and reads from them the warnings and the promises of the weather. The expe- rienced and intelligent mariner little needs a barometer in the regions to which he is accustomed so long as he can observe the heavens. Whoever would be a complete yachtsman must understand the signs of the weather. Indeed, he must depend more upon his observation of these signs than on the barometer. That instrument is, of course, of great use, especially to indicate when a re- volving storm is approaching its height. But the true seaman will never trust to that alone. The conditions north of the equator are re- versed south of the line. They also vary in different oceans, although following certain general laws. In the North Atlantic, where our yachtsmen do most of their sailing, not- withstanding all the varieties of weather, the signs which foretell a ohange are quite uni- form. The different tints of yellow in the sunset sky are among the most exquisite effects in nature. And yet each tint has a distinct meaning of his own, although to many who have not learned to see nature the splendour of the sunset yellow is lifeg UA# primrose to Peter Bell. A primrose by the river's brim. A yellow primrose was to him, And it was nothing more. For example, while a yellow verging on orange means a fair night, with perhaps a steady but moderate breeze, a vivid straw- yellow sunset foretells a violent wind soon to follow, increasing perhaps to a tempest before daylight. A fiery glow below a canopy of clouds, lighting up the entire dome of the heavens, is one of the most magnificent spec- tacles one sees at sea. But it precedes a high wind. If the sun sets in a cloud, it is a sure precursor of a change of weather from good to bad. And during a storm, just so long as the sun rises high or sets in a cloud, there will be no improvement in the weather. If a storm clears off during the night and the stars come out, the clearing weather will be only temporary. The wind has simply backed in, as they say, gone to the North-west from the North-east, instead of going around by the South-west. In a few hours, or a day at farthest, the gale will begin again and clear away by the wind going around by south-west to north-west, which in sailors' phrase is with the sun as with the hands of a watch, if we suppose the face of a watch to repre- sent the face card of a compass. A pale turqoise green near the horizon at sunset indicates serene weather, but a dull, dirty green inclining to olive is not a pleasant colour to the sailor's eye, for it means all hands aloft to reef topsails just when he has turned in to take forty winks in his bunk. If you are caught outside in your little sloop with such a peculiar green in the west at nightfall scud down your kites, take a preli- minary reef in your mainsail, and have the storm-jib handy, for you may need both. It is the belief of sailors that meteors shoot toward the quarter from which the wind is going to come. I have observed this pheno- menon often enough, but cannot consider it more than a coincidence. Perhaps, after the meteor enters our atmosphere its direction is affected by the currents of air it meets. What is more certain is that when the white-caps or crests of the waves are unusually brilliant at night-I have seen them light up the gloom so that 1 could read the time on my watch—foul weather is sure to follow within 24 hours, It is curious also that a school of porpoises, when going straight ahead without stopping to gambol, proceeds in the direction from which the wind is about to come. When the clouds near the horizon take the appearance of land keep a good lookout, for there is treachery in the air. It is an almost sure sign of a dirty night if cloud land is seen after the middle of the afternoon, and espe- cially in the autumn. This effect is quite common in the vicinity of the Azores Islands. Mirage on a calm day also precedes heavy weather. One of the narrowest escapes from shipwreck in my experience was in a storm which struck us off St. Jorge Island two hours after the oiling had been studded with clouds that looked amazingly like a group of islands. Waterspouts mean both wind and rain. Majestic as they are, like columns supporting the sky, they are yet full of mischief: storms turk in their vicinity, aside from the fact that one must keep well out of the tract of these terrors of the deep. I well remember a lucky escape I had from a waterspout in the Gulf Stream. The barque was making heavy weather under reefed topsails. It was dusk; it had just struck four bells, or six o'clock, and the:men bad gone forward with their pannikins of tea from the galley, when Captain Baker took another squint to windward before going below. To his horror, he discovered a pro- digious waterspout heading directly for the ship. In another minute the masts might have been taken out, or, perhaps, indeed, the vessel might have been sunk. There was no time to give orders. Captain Baker flew to the helm, thrust the man from the wheel, I seized the spokes himself, and jammed the barque right up into the wind all standing. The waterspout swept just past the quarter, barely clearing the vessel. "Eternal vigi- j lance is the price of safety at sea and in a sailing ship. Scirrus clouds, popularly called a mackerel j sky, because they suggest the; appearance of a school of mackerel, foretell rain they usually precede a gathering storm of both wind and rain of some duration, although it may some- times be of rain alone. A greasy" sky, Which is a dull, dirty grey, resembling lead emirohed with a greased cloth, is ominous of bad weather. Long white streamers, reach- ing from the horizon to the zenith resem- bling white rockets, and known as mares tails, indicate a coming wind, and they reach up from the quarter whence it is rising. If there is a low stratum of clouds or scud moving rapidly over the water do not allow yourself to be deluded into ex- pecting the wind to continue to go with them if overhead another mass of clouds is seen driving in another direotion. The upper driving in another direotion. The upper layer shows which way the wind is going to blow. As a rule, a storm which comes np quickly As a rule, a storm which comes np quickly will not last long. But when for days the wind blows from the east and the sky becomes gradually overcast, then prepare for a long and severe tempest. The uncertainty as to the force of a coming squall is what makes it dangerous. Some- times a most wicked-looking sky "ill only yield a moderate puff while a seemingly sweet-tempered summer inhering of olouds I above the horizon will suddenly develop iato a very dangerous squall, 11 r»i» pre- cedes the wind the gust Will be violent, but if the wind comes first the worst 18 soon over. In any case stand by your halliards. As the sea saying goes, When the rain ecsnss before N,e w'Dd Your topgail liaiiiardg oullid; When the wind comes before tlko.TAi-a Tour topiaiiahoiit a^aw," *> 1 It is from this fact that people say when the rain follows the wind that it kills the wind. It is nothing of the sort. The rain does not affect the wind one often sees wind and rain driving furiously together at the same moment. It is simply a different variety of squall, squalls being of all kinds, and all of them requiring close observation and a cool head. There are no forms of cloud more grand and beautiful than those called cumuli, from the Latin cumulus, a mound or hill. Heav- ing up against the sky in rolling masses sug- gesting mountains and valleys, castles or cliffs tufted with forests, and tinted with ex- quisite hues, they appeal most vividly to the artistic eye and the poetic imagination. Al- though apparently alike, they are really of two kinds. When seen gathering in the west they foretell thunder and lightning and wind. But when seen in the northern horizon, and especially in the southern board, they fore- tell fine weather and calms. While they con- tinue there you may bask on deck and spin yarns at your ease. But when they disappear, then watch well the signs of the weather, for often, especially in midwinter, such fair weather cumuli prove to be weather breeders." One often hears people saying that thunderstorms come against the wind. This is in a sense true, although they who say this do not see exactly how and why this should be. When a south-west wind is about to shift to the north-west the meeting of the warm and the cold currents of air pro- duces an aerial battle that is called a thunder- storm. In the language of sailors it is called a shift of the wind. At sea especially the approaohing change is betokened by light- ning in the sourh-west. This may go on for hours, but when the shift of the wind finally jccurs it is very sudden and violent, and is usually accompanied by electrical effects, often far more appalling at sea than on land, particularly after the autumnal equinox. For this reason it is a maxim of those sailing on the North Atlantic that when you see it lighten in the south-west after the 1st of Ootober you cannot take sail in too soon. A shift of the wind generally following another heavy wind is dangerous, because it presses a ship against a high cross-sea, and the sails must be instantly trimmed to meet the change, or the ship may go down. The change is usually announced by a short lull, an absolute calm of a few minutes. The most treacherous wind on our coast is what is called a smoky sou'wester. The sky in that quarter has a brassy haze, and the wind shows a determination to increase. Often it proves only a strong breeze, going down with the sun or terminating in a thunder squall out of the north-west. But occasionally and without any apparent reason or warning the wind pipes went up to a violent degree, causing serious disasters. Keep your weather eye well open, therefore, and watch very carefully when it is blowing a smoky sou'wester, particularly if it is pre- ceded by a southerly swell. Leave the girls at home at such a time, and have a port handy if you should need to run for a lee. In all cases when the clouds in the morning seem to threaten a long storm look not so much to windward as to leeward. If the leeward is clear there is little to fear. But if a sullen, dense grey bank is there, then look out I Everyone has heard the saying;- If Rainbow at night Sailor's delight. Rainbow at morning Sailors take warning." The statement in the first part of this verse often comes true, at least for a few hours; but the rainbow in the morning is an unfailing sign of foul weather near at hand. So also is a glow thrown over a cloudy sky at sunrise. No matter how beautiful it is if it is cast on clouds it is likely to be followed by gloom and storm. An unusually heavy dew on a clear starry night means a southerly I wind, and a low wailing in the shrouds fore- tells a south-west gale. But if onejsees spiders weaving their webs in the rigging he may expect a spell of clear, dry weather.
James Russell Lowell as a Boy. In a paperby Mr. Thomas Wentworth Biggiu- son in the New York Independent there is an in- t^resiing picture of Lowell as ii boy. My first, im- prns^ion of James Russell Lowell, says Mr. Higgin- son, was as a curly-headed boy of fourteen, riding on a donkey to the school of William Wells, then kept in a Iiirge colonial house in Cambri Jgp, nearly opposite Lowell's own home of Elmwood, but far enough from its front entrance to justify to a hoy that unusual mode of conveyance. His mount W.HS a fascinating and j even distinguished object of contemplation to a | child of nine, such as I then was-a new comer at the large boarding-school where Lowell was one 101 the older pupil*. His name and lame were already familiar to me through the animated school narratives of an older brothei of my own, long since dead, whose immediate class- mat he wao. Minv a time I have walked up and down what is now reef, listening reverently to the talk of these three older boys, not nl ways p: ofif able, but sometimes most valuable; for I remrmbor their talking over the whold pht of the Queene years before I had read it. and in a way so interesting that wo younger urchins soon named a delightful nook with shady ,%I,p!e trees near our bathing illice on Chnries River the Bower of lihsse." Lowell's college career was of the brilliant, and popular typ\ He was the class favourite; lie. wrote the songs for their convivial occasions, and had written their CI IHS Poem, when he was prevented from delivering it by an offence not quite so venial as that mere absence frmi pnyers to which the newspapers now attribute his suspension, yet not, on the other hand, involv- ing any deep moral depravity. He thus c'osed his c ollege career with the question still open whether to was to share the irregularities of his favourito English dramatists or only their poetic lire. I
A Standard of Time for tne World, On Friday at the weekly meeting of the B-llloon Society a paper on A Standard of Time for the World" was read by Mr. W. H. Le Fevre,president of the society." He mentioned that a resolution passed at a pievious meeting, maintaining that it would be inexpedient to disturb the prime meridian of Greenwich, and calling upon the Government tc oppose it being placed at Jerusa- lem, a placo with no observatory, had been for- warded to the Foreign Office, and had caused considerable discu-siou. Considerable progress had been made in the adoption of the principles of universal time, and the practical success whkh had attended the application of these principles went to sLow that tho unification of reckoning by the sovrralnfltious could b, st be effected step by step. The 24-hour notation was strongly recom- mended by prominent men in every country in Europe, and had been received with pleasure in America, and had been ill uso for nearly four years on 2,354 miles of Omadian railways. It was resolved that a special committee of the society committee on Uniform Standard Time should be appointed to co-operate with the committee of the American Society of Civil Engineers and the Royal Society of Canada to effect a reform in the method of reckoning time, and that a hill bo introduced during the ensuing session of Parliament some- what similar to the Bills introduced in the Senate I of Canada, 1890, and in the United States, 1891.
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His Double Game. I have lived in the United States so.long," remarked Mariscott as he added a touch of lemon to the contents of his glass, that I have come to regard the young American girl as the most remarkable product of the time. She is much more fin de siecle than anything French. if she was as strong in physique as she is absolute in courage she would be about perfect. She has taken to tennis and flannels- that's something, observed Wemyss. Yes, and she goes in for athletics and and- Wetberbridge's comment hung fire, and Mariscott added, Chocolates." 1 remember a girl," continued Mariscott, who used to add a box of candy to each and every toilet—and I never see a box of that staff that 1 don't think of her with admiration." Now Mariscott talking about girls was something so new, so utterly unusual, that we all remained silent for fear he would switch off to something more normal and less piquant. We wanted to hear him, for of course all of us had our own views on the subject. "I was at a summer place in the mountains once, proceeded Mariscott, and we all sighed with satisfaction and settled down to listen. "it was like most other mountain places—a big hotel with a huge rambling piazza and filled with all sorts of people. One of the people was a widow of about thirty, nice-looking, neat, quiet and cool. Husband did the proper thing, and when he left her be left the best part of a million of good, hard earned American consolers. A nother person was a young man, good- looking chap, with a weak mouth, which he used a good deal, a knack for small accom- plishments and cocktails, and much given to clothes and dancing. Then there was a third person, the girl with the box of candy. At a guess I should say she weighed 95 pounds. She was pretty, rather flirty, had a healthy unthealihiness in her face and diamonds in her eyes. l'ink cheeks, brown eyes and feet the size of a pen- knife blade. She was chiefly made of quick- silver, always on the go, and what she did she did well. Nice little girl, good to the children and the nursery maids, and said Thank you' if one did something polite for her. Well, the young man divided himself be- tween the girl and tha widow—girls three- fourths of his time and widow and himself the balance. "At the end of a month the girl was in love with him—would have gone out to a ranch with him and helped to herd cattle. The widow seemed nervous, and began to be demonstrative in a quiet way, and worked things so that the time divided was about an even thing. People noticed it and talked. I think two old hens overstayed their time just to see it out. Nice motherly young matron from down in Virginia somewhere used to talk to me about it in a kind-hearted way, for she liked the girl. I do hope he'll marry her,' she said one morning, as she watched the girl go off for a walk with the young fellow. Don't you think he'll stop talking to Mrs. Feesimple soon ?" she asked. Well, of course I said 1 hoped so, and all that sort of thing, but down in my heart I knew I was a liar. 1 had made up my mind that there would be a storm soon, but I didn't have any idea I would would be in it as I was. You see, I used to sit in a corner of the piazza as far from the crowd and music as I could get. The corner was dark, and 1 often bribed the boy not to light the gas-jet, there. I was taking it easy there one night, when who should come and sit down near me but the widow and the young man. They did not speak for a few minutes, and I hoped they would soon go away. Finally the fellow said, I'll agree to everything if you will promise to do one thing.' What is that P' she asked, coolly. Tell Miss Smith about our-our-.engagement.' The widow did not reply off hand, but after thinking it over she laughed and said, You're such a coward WeJi, send her to me and I'll tell her.' .I fit hadn't been for that laugh of hers I would have bolted even if I had to jump off the piazza and break a leg, but the laugh settled it. It was so icy and sneering I decided to sit still and see if I couldn't do something for the girl. It wasn't good form I know, but, confound it; I pitied that poor little thing. Presently I heard light steps and the girl enrne in sight. She had on a ball dress and carried one of her everlastng boxes of I; 1M r. Jones says you want to speak to me,' she said a little chilly. Yes, do sit down,' said the widow. 8lie sat down and began to munch at the chocolate. I'm going away to-morrow or next day,' said the widow. I Indeed,' said the girl curiously. Yes, and Mr. Smith is going with me.' The girl stopped eating candy and looked straight at the widow. I could see her face, and although it was pale it wasn't heart- brolcen. 'Then he did what I said, and you're engaged,' she cried, and her voice was quite natural injjpne. "The widow sat up straight and said angrily, 'Did what you said ? What do yoii mean ?' The little thing carefully picked out a bit of candy and held it up to her mouth, then hesitated and said, 'Oh, well, of course, I knew he was poor, and so am I, and so the best thing he could do, I told him, was to marry you. He didn't seem to want to, but I insisted. And besides, anybody could see that you needed him more than anybody else.' And then she proceeded to eat the candy. "By Jove! but the widow was hot. I honestly fancy she believed it all. She said some ugly things and then bolted off and went in through a window of the reading- room. After she went I was afraid to breathe, and oh! how I wanted somebody to kick me. Why, that girl was heroic. She sat very still for awhile, and then with a sudden movement hurled the box of candy out into the shrubbery. Then both hands went up to her face and she sobbed, just once, and whis- pered, Oh, I wish I was dead,' and then she hurriedly wiped her face with her handker- ohief and walked quickly up the piazza. "The next morning there was lots of guessing. The widow had rushed off on a five o'clock train, and I suppose left a scorching letter for Jones, for he wandered around in a dazed way all day. The girl turned up after breakfast with a fresh box of candy. She was rather thin-looking, but was as full of go as ever. She was as nice as before to James-oil the surfaoe -so nice that when she went home three days later with her mother-the father had written for them the old lady said-well, when she left, the Virginia lady was in a huffy, and told me she was disappointed in Miss Smith and did not think she had treated Jones quite right. I oall that high art myself, and the pluokiest kind of pluok. Why, when that little girl settled herself in the seat on the train I caught a glimpse of her face, and I could see that she was almost done up. The light had gone out of her face, and she looked like < big auihod tear, The felloe got that same day, bad some row with the hotel man, and left suddenly." "Did the girl get over it all right?" asked Wetherbridge, anxiously. She seemed to, but I don't know, of course. Never heard of the widow or the fellow." f: Do I know the girl? Was she a Pitts- burger ?" asked Wetherbridge, in a half apologetic tone. She was killed in an accident some two years ago," replied Mariscott sadly. And Wemyss—there were rumours about him and a girl who married somebody else long ago—Wemyas remarked grimly Hope your friend the widow got the fellow by way of reward." Let's have a game of pool," said Maris- cott," and before we go we'll have a bottle, and I'll ask you to drink a silent toast—it was four years ago to-night—that night on the piazza.Eveha?zye,
His Mascot, Julius May was a lawyer—that is, be was going to be one—if spending more or less hours every day in Beed and Tappen's offices could produce the arranged-for result. At first the prospect bad been pleasant enough to him, but a course of winter amusements in New York must have some effect upon a young man, and the effect in Mr. May's case had not been, in a legal sense, satisfactory. Music and the drama, libraries bound in Hussia, instead of calf; fine ladies and fancy balls, London tailors and Fifth-avenue board i ii g-houses-these, and many other splendid things, had become very agreeable to the newly-Bedded exquisite. But his little fortune was rapidly disappearing, and his little salary was so extremely small that it was scarcely worth counting as a means towards these desired results. What must he do? He had asked him- self this question almost every hour lately, and had never got but one answer Marry After a careful and honest review he was compelled to admit that among all the rich and splendid girls whom he had habitually spoken of as crazy about him only two were likely to be crazy enough to entertain the thought of marrying him—pretty little Bessie Bell and the exceedingly clever Nora St. Clair. Bessie w; s the only child of a rich widow, who lived in excellent style, and who was per- fect mistress of her income. She was a sweet, dainty little blonde, always irreproachably stylish in dress, always ready to dimple into smiles, and never at a loss for just the most agreeable thing to say. Nora was a close friend of Bessie's, but in all respects a contrast. She was no tenderly nurtured heiress, but a poor, brave girl, who had, by the foice of intellect, study, and hard work gained an enviable position in the literary world. Her income from her writings was very handsome she visited in the most aristocratic circles she was charming in person and manners, and dressed like the rest of the fashionable world. But then Julius felt that in every sense she would not only be the better half," but probably the five-fourths of the house, and that his personality would sink simply into Mrs. May's husband." So Bessie won the decision, and he deter- mined, if his new suit came home the next day, to offer Miss Bell the handsome person which it adorned. For, to tell the truth, he was a handsome fellow: and if this work a- day world had only been a great drawing- room, with theatrical alcoves and musical conservatories, why, then Mr. Julius May would have been no undesirable companion through it. The new suit came home, and fitted per- fectly the tonsorial department was equally effective in results; every precaution had been taken, and he felt an earnest of success in the very prosperity of these preliminaries. He rang at Mrs. Bell's door. Before the footman could open it, a gentleman came quickly out, threw himself into Mrs. Bell's carriage, and, in a voice of authority, ordered the coachman to drive to the wharf. The incident scarcely attracted his atten- tion until, upon entering the parlour, he saw pretty Bessie watching the disappearing vehicle with tearful eyes. She glided into her usual beaming pretty manner, and very soon .Mrs. Bell came in and asked him to remain to dinner. After dinner Mrs. Bell's clergyman called about some of the church charities, and, as the young people were singing, they went into the library to discuss them. Now was the golden moment, and Julius was not afraid to seize it. What do men say on such occasions? Do they ever say what they int-nded ? Do they remember what they say ? I don't believe Julius did; for before he had done- right in the middle of a most eloquent sen- tence—Bessie laid her hand on his with a frightened little movement, saying, Mr. May, please, sir, please do stop! Surely you know that I have been engaged ever since I was eighteen to Professor Mark Tyler. Everybody knows it-we had a betro- thal party. lie is just gone to Europe for six months, that is what I wa-s crying for; why, all our set know about it, though he has been away for nearly two years in the Rocky Mountains and California. Mamma said we were to wait until I was 21, but I love him just the same—and I am quite sure that I never did anything to make you think that I could care for you in this way, Mr. May, and Bessie looked just a little bit indignant. Julius hardly remembered what passed afterwards, except that he received a cool, courteous Good night, sir," in answer to his "Farewell," and that he found himrelf walk- ing around Madison-square in a very un- enviable state of mind. To this speedily succeeded the thought of Nora; he must see her tonight; to-morrow Bessie would give her own version of his con- duct, and then—well, he would not acknow- ledge that that could make any difference in Nora's liking for him. He found Nora at home, and, moreover, she seemed disposed to welcome him with extra cordiality. In a little while he managed to make the conversation drift towards Bessie, II Wtll you be glad when she marries ?" Very." H Yet you will lose your frIend P" By no means. She will remain at home, and the professor and I are very old friends he knew me when I was a little girl." Indeed! Perhaps you may marry before Miss Bell." "I may do so. I have no specific against doing such a thing eventually; but I am quite sure I shall not do so immediately." Why not p., Because I cannot afford it. I am just one of those women who would be likely to make a mesalliance-in money matte?-s- and I re- peat, I cannot afford it just yet. I have at present another extravagance before me, a great deal nicer than a husband." I should like to know what it is." A long European tour, with perhaps a peep at the Pyramids and a ramble about old Jerusalem. i, Oh, dear!' said Julias, in a tone half serious and half mocking. II I should have- no chance, I suppose, against such a tempta- tion p" "Kone at all," she said, positively, and though she kept up the bantering tone, it was qutte evident to Julius Uut if he ukedftgr, in sober earnest she would answer just the same, with a slightly different accent. Hot Nora, with a woman's ready tact, turned the conversation, and gradually led it into very unusual and practical channel—the nobility and theenecessity of labour. The glowing thoughts, the plain yet hope- ful truths that fair young woman utteredp Julius heard for the first time in bis life that night. Never before had he realised the profit and the deep delight which might spring-and only spring-from an honest career, no matter how humble or laborious, if it was steadily pursued until success crowned it. She did none of her own early niistalie3 and struggles, and then, alluding to her assured position and comfort, asked Julius how he supposed she had won it p., By your genius," he said, admiringly. "Not so, sir; but by simple, persevering, conscientious labour in the path I had marked out for myself. Therefore," she said with a bright, imperative face, "go home to-night, Mr. May, choose what particular form of law you will study, throw yourself with all your capacities into that one subject, and success is sure to come. Depend upon it, the world is not far wrong in making success the test of merit." "You have made a new man of me, Miss St. Clair," said Julius, enthusiastically. u When I Lave proved this, may I come in to see you again ?" He bad risen to go, and they stood with clasped ha-ids —" Then you may come ag-aill." Nothing more was said, but they quite under- stood each other, and Julius went out into the clear, starlit night, determined to make him- self worthy of a good woman's acceptance before he offered himself again. Next evening Bessie and Nora sat in the firelight,sipping their after-dinner coffee; it was an hour for confidence, and Beb.^ie said, rather sadly: Poor Julius May—he asked me to marry him last night." Nora turned quickly but said nothing. "That is, be wanted to marry my money everybody knows that if he loves anybody really, it is you Nora." "He called on nw, too, last night," said Nora, and I saw he was in trouble, so I g-ive him something to do. Nothing like that old gospel of work when you're in trouble. When he had done it, 1 told him he might come and see me again. "Surely you would never marry him. You will just have him to dress and take care of." All men need women to care for tht'm; else why were women made? But I think Julius will do very well yet. These elegant carpet-knights sometimes don armour and take the world by surprise." Not muchly," laughed Bessie. Remember how England's 'curled dar- lings' stormed the Malakoff and battered down Sebastopol. I am going to trust Julius May for a year or two I think he'll do." We shall see." Ye3, we shall see. Time proves all things. Time proved in this case what has often been asserted, That every woman influences every man she comes in contact with, either for good or bad." Julius went steadily to work, used with economy the remains of his patrimony, became known among lawyers as a hard-reading, clear-headed, steady young man, and in a little more than two years he ventured to call again on Nora St. Clair and ask her a certain question, to which she answered with pride and confidence, Ye3." Another evening Bessie and Nora sat sip- ping their coffee together in the gloaming of an early summer evening. Bessie," said Nora, I- Julius May asked last night to marry him." "GOIng to do so, Norah ?" Yes, dear, I am going to take care of him, and he is going to take eare of me."— xchange.
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