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CHAPTER I. I
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CHAPTER I. I The Flowers of Blood. Jdarkness seemed to be filled with ttaiig ns suggestion of things beautiful, long fleCad ropes of blossoms hung like stars re- lonjgd ln a °* blue. As the eye grew accus- *° the gloom these blooms seemel to Rlob^ flan<i beautify. There was a great orange '"atn a*ing on a violet mist, a patch of pink a,Rh, Jpainst an opague window-pane like a 'ccaH°ii Outside the throaty roar of "•'stv • con^ be distinctly heard, inside was filence and the coaxed and pampered fcj^^Phere of the Orient. Then a long slim tJTa kan<l with jewels on it—was extended, lijljt 6 whole vast doma was bathed in brilliant For g&t) °nce the electric globes had lost their Pertinacity. There were scores of lamps drj>j but everyone of them was laced with JPln flowers and foliage Mil their softness I topg like that of a misty moon behind the tree tlj0' And the blossoms hung everywhere— upon thousands of them, red, blu^, V|«e1ea'f. creamy white, fantastic in shape and j ftjgg R^'ed in hue, with a diabolical suggestive- in tj, 0I,t them that orchids alone possess. Up b'o^ r°of, out of a faint cloud of steam, other Co OlD", of purple and azure peeped. Ojgjjj^P^'ttiented upon the amazing beauty of his u e' Clement Frobisher cyriically that the folly had cost bim from first over a hundred thousand pounds. He Otfj^T.for a man with no single generous impulse °Wv 01 emotio11 a l°ve °f flowers was the | Weakness that Providence had vouchsafed tgqi j11' ^nd he held it cheap at the money. You Ofjj rob Sir Clement Frobisher or cheat him to to him, and he would continue to ask you tort 'Daer' y°n W6re a sufficiently amusing or jjgu'^arly rascally fellow, but il you casually one of his priceless Cypripediums JUj.?. there m his bath of brilliant blossoms, "tin K a clay and s'PP'n £ some peculiarly tljj and aggressive Rhine wine from a long «0rtKtemmed glass. He had a fancy tobJ?41 atrocious grape juice and common ship's '•ttto*50 *rom a clay. Otherwise he was l|JJj?* £ nlate, and his velvet dinuer jacket was y the best cut garment of its kind in Cardinal Moth," Frobisher said hoarsely, Hafid, it is the Cardinal Moth." S* — J I 4L CSm&ll man, just over fifty, with a dome iike .absolutely devoid of hair, anJ shiny like balli a ridiculously small nose sugges- the bill of a love bird, a clean-shaven One month with a certain bard cruelty ful t it, a figure slight, but enormously power- bjt". For the rest Sir Clement was that rare otj?i &tnoDl £ 8t high-born species—a man, poor Ilaally, who had become rich. He was popu- supposed to have been kicked out of the 5^'oinatic service after a brilliant operation jjjr^ected with certain Turkish Bonds. The j^Qal was an old one, and might have had no in fact, but the same Times that con- to an interested public the fact of Sir Frobisher's retirement from the corps ai«.-0lnatique. announced that the Baronet in j^tion had purchased that lease of 947, Pic- for the sum of ninty-five thousand pounds, for Beven years Society refused to admit 1C existence of anybody called 'Sir Clement fisher. the man bad bis titlo, his family, and his or so well invested. Also he bad an audacity, and a moral courage beyond ef. Also he married a lady whose social 8 C0Qld not be contested. Clement Frobisher pj^t back to tbe fold again at a great dinner at Yorkshire House. There it was that ,&ea®ard, a one time chief of Fro- roundly declared that take him all in Count Wbyzed was the most finished and jjXj*doned scoundrel in Europe. Did not Fro- think so ? To which Frobisher replied (j; he considered the decision to be a personal to himself, who had worked so hard for tjjt same distinction. Beauregard laughed, and diel test of tbe party followed suit, and Frobisher jj&uch as he liked ever after. yvas looking just a little bored now, and was (jftting whether he should go to bed, though it t|j. »ot long after eleven o'clock, and that in ^.cteamy month of the London season. Down it^ somewhere an electric bell was punring Impatiently. The butler, an Armenian with a gn his black sleek bead, looked in and de. n ad to know if Sir Clement would see any- I J. it's a typical acquaintance, certainly not, to I," Frobisher said, sleepily. If it happens "the one my picturesque rascals, send all tbe 8ervaats to bed. But it's sure to be some tj^pnplace respectable caller." U«fid bowed and withdrew. Down below the J»her Was purring again. A door opened some- I lljj te> letting in the strident roar of the streets I dirge, then the din shut down again as if IjjJ! had been clapped on it. From the dim of the hall a figure emerged bearing a White paper cone handled with the care and Tr^tion one would bestow on a sick child, 7 i, aul Lopez to see you," Hafid said. LODez Frobisher cried. "See how my is rewarded. It is the return for all the I have endured lately. Respectability in my nostrils. I have been longing for a nrel-not necessarily a star of the firat r^pitude, a rival to myself. Ho, ho, Lopez." newcomer nodded and smiled. A small t^. taan with restless eyes, and hands that were Ijj,6* still. There was something catlike, l^o?°ua about him, and in those restless eyes a Li0' profound, placid, monumental contempt tobisher. YOU did not expect to see me ?" he said. °»" Frobisher chuckled. I began to fear t#Colf°n had been hanged, friend Paul. Do you ^"ect the last time we were together ? It tJoj. 6 voice trailed off with a muttered stsgges- of wickedness beyond words. Frobisher "'•ck in his chair with tbe tangled ropes ^bvT80Ins aboat his sleek head, a great purple w't'1 » living orange eye broke from the and hung as if listening. Lopez looked bewildering beauty of it all with an '■ rf,1*1 respect for his surroundings. i ^ev,l has looked after his dear friend W^ly," he said, with the same calm con- l>^°bisher indicatedit all with a comprehensive t!lè Now you are jealous," he said. Hafid; servants are gone to bed ? Good. Joh ^ou may sit in the library till I require •I'Y What have you got there, Paul ?" Q¡.Pos ba.ve a flower, an orchid. It is at your •P^al, at a price." jf^t a price, of course. What are yoti asking ^t ?" Lopez made no reply. He proceeded to insert6 the paper from the long cone, and dis- a lank, withered-looking stem with faded •W apparently hanging thereto by attenuated *Vi It might have been nothing better j a dead clematis thrown by a gardener on .t heap. The root, or what passed for it, attached to a slab of virgin cork by W°Qplo of rusty nails. Frobisher watched half-closed eyes. **i<l ;(c°ttrse, I am going to be disappointed, he Mm How often have/I srone hunting the eagle ?nd 't to be a tit ? The rare sensation of 'tj. blossom has bseu denied me for years. Is S7, Slble that my pets are going to have a new I ovely Bister ?" caressed the purple bloom over his head Vt»] ly- Lopez drew from His pocket a great °f Manilla rope, yards of it, which he to loop along one side of the orchid Cpon this he twisted bis faded stem, tbereltt it out until, with the dusty laterals, so a forty feet of it." hero is your ateam pipe ?" he asked. i l8ker indicated the steam-cock languidly. again the nozzle worked automatically, the orchid house with the grateful •few Which was as life to the gorgeous flowers. *h. tumc-d the cock full on i there was a hisa, cloud that fairly enveloped his recent %kid you shall see what you shall see," he fc?11 Wli c°ol voice. Oh. my friend, %tly with your arms about my neck pre- the masses of flowers were glistening It filled up the strands of the 7**nila rope, and drew it up tight as a gMg Through the dim cloud Frobisher the dry stalks literally bursting into A. murmured Frobisher. "Do j^tl that for Aaron's rod, properly verified, or 05°0^ working order, I would give quite a Ot:ey" "You will cut it up for firewood to possess I what I shall show you presently," said Lopez. ■' See here." He turned off the steam cock, and the thin vapoury cloud rapidly dispelled. And then behold a miracle. The twisted, withered stalk was a shining joyous green, from it burst a Jong glis- tening cluster of great white flowers, pink fringed, and with jnst a touch of the deep green sea in them. They ran along the stem like the foam on a summer beach, and from them, sus- pended on stems so slender as to be practicably invisible to the eye, was a perfect fluttering cloud of smaller blossoms of the deepest cardinal red. Even in that still atmosphere they floated and trembled for all the world like a palpitating cloud of butterflies hovering over a cluster of lilies. Anything more chaste, more weird, and at the same time more bewilderingly beautiful, lilies. Anything more chaste, more weird, and at the same time more bewilderingly beautiful, it would be impossible to imagine. Frobisher jumped to his feet with a hoarse cry of delight. Little beads of perspiration stood on his sleek head. The man was quivering from head to foot with intense excitement. With hesitating forefinger he touched the taut Manila rope, and it hummed like a harp string, each strand drawn rigid with the moisture. All the moths there leapt with new hovering life. The Cardinal Moth," Frobisher 3aid hoarsely, Hafid, it is the Cardinal Moth." Hafil came from the darkness of the study with a cry of something like Frobisher's, but it was a cry of terror. His brown face had turned to a gastly decayed green, those lovely flowers might have been a nest of cobras for the terror of his eye. Chop it up, destroy it, burn it," he yelled, Put it in the fire and scatter the ashes to the four winds. Trample on it, master, crush the flower to pieces. He is mad, he has forgotten that dreadful night in Stamboul." Would you mind taking that tankard of iced water and pouring it over Hafid's head," said F'robisher. You silly, superstitious fool. The Stamboul affair was a mere coincidence. And so there was another Cardinal Moth besides my unfortunate plant all the time. Oh, the beauty, the gem, the auk amongst orchids. Where, where did you get it from ?" It came from a quite small collection from near London." The greedy ruffian. Fancy the man having a Cardinal Moth and keeping it to himself like I that. The one I lost was a mere weed compared to this. Name your price, Paul, and if it is too high, Hafid and I will murder you between us and swear that you were a burglar shot in self- defence." Lopez laughed noiselessly—a strange, unplea- sant laugh. You would do it without the slightest hesita- tion," he said but the orchid is quite safe with you, seeing that the owner is dead, and that his secret was all his own. And the price is a small one." 11 Ah, you are modest, friend Paul. Name it,. You are merely to tell a lie and to stick to it. I am in trouble, in danger. And I hold that hanging is the worst use you can put a man to. If anything happens, I came here last night at ten o'clock. I stayed till nearly midnight. Kafid I must remember the circumstances also." Hafid," Frobisher said slowly, will^forget or remember anything that I ask him to." Hafid nodded with his eyes still fixed in fasci- nated horror on the palpitating, quivering crim- • son floating over its bed of snow. He heard and understood, but only by instinct. I was at home all the evening, and her lady- ship is away," said Frobisher. I was expecting a mere commonplace rascal—not an artist like yourself, Paul—and the others have gone to bed. And you were here for the time yon said. Is not that so, Hafid 2" Oh, by the soul of mv father,yea, Hafid said in a frozen voice. Take it and burn it, and scatter it. What my lord saya is the troth. Take it and burn it and scatter it." "He'll be all right in the morning," Frobisher said. "Lopez, take the big steps and festoon that lovely new daughter of mine across the roof. You can fasten it to these hooks. To-morrow I will have an extra steam-valve for her ladyship. Let me see, if she gets her bath of steam every night regularly she will require no more. I Aphrodite, beautiful,,your bath shall be remem- bered." He kissed his fingers gaily to the trembling flowers now hooked across the roof. Already the f ~T* •, The stranger ciopl a'oug, looking '-0 tie right and the left. loose manilla rone was hanging and drying in baggy folds that made a more artistic foil for the quivering red motha. It was only when the steaming process was going on that the thin strong rope drew np humming and taut as harp. strings. Ah, that is like a new planet in a blue sky," Frobisher cried. Lopez, I am obliged to you. Come again when I am less excited and I will suitably reward you. To-night I am tete montee —I am not responsible for my actions. And the lie shall be told for yon, a veiitable ebef-d couvre amongst lies. Sit down, and the best shall not be good enough for you." I must go," Lopez said, in the same even tones. "I have private business elsewhere. I drink nothing, ana I smoke nothing till business is finished. Good night, prince of rascals, and fair dreams to you." Lopez passed leisurely into the black throat of the library, Hafid following. Frobisher nodded and chuckled, not in the least displeased. He had not been so excited for years. The sight of those blossoms filled him with unspeakable pleasure. For their sakes he would have com- mitted murder without the slightest hesitation. He had eyes for nothing else, ears deaf to every- thing. He heeded not the purr of the hall bell again. he was lost to his surroundings until Hafid shook him soundly. Count Lefroy to see you and Mr Manfred," he said. I told them that you were engaged, but they said that perhaps——" Frobisher dropped into his chair with the air of a man satiated with a plethora of good things. "Now what have I done to deserve all this beatitude," he cried. A unique find and a brother collector to triumph over, to watch, to prick with the needie of jealousy. But stop, I must worship alone to-night. Say that I shall particularly desire to see them at luncheon to- morrow." CHAPTER 11. Angela. Frobisher Bat the following morning in the orchid house chuckling to himself and waiting the advent of his two guests to luncheon. Heaven alone could follow the twists and turns of that cunning brain. Frobisher was working out one of his most brilliant schemes now. He took in- finite pains to obtain by underground passages the things he might have obtained openly and easily. Bat there was the delight of puzzling other people. He looked up presently. conscious of a presence beyond his own. In the dark Frobisher could always tell if anybody came into thejroom. He rooked his wicked head sideways with the air of a connoisseur, and in sooth there was good sause for his admiration. Here was something equal at least to his most beautiful and cherished orchids, a tall graceful girl with shining brown hair, and eyes of the deepest purest blue. Her complexion was like old ivory, and as pore, the nose a little short perhaps, but the sweet mouth was full of strength and character. I came for the flowers that you promised me, Sir Clement." she said. Call me uncle and you shall have the con- servatory," Frobisher grinned. I am your uncle by marriage, you know, and your guar- dian by law. Angela, you are looking lovely. With the exception of a peasant woman I once met in Marenna, you are the most beautiful creature T ever saw." Angela Lyne listened with absolute indiffer- ence. She was accustomed to be studied like this by Sir Clement Frobisher, whom she loathed and detested from the bottom of her heart. But Lady Frobisher was her aunt and Frobisher her guardian for the next year, until she came of age, in fact." Give me the flowers," she said. I am late as it is. I have sent my things on, for I shall dine with Lady Marchgrave after the concert,, and come home alone. Hafid will let me in." "Better take a latchkey," Frobisher suggested. There. Let me pin them in for you. I'll show yon an orchid when you have time to examine it that will move even you to admim- tion. But not now shejs too superb a creature for passing admiration. Now I think you will do." There was no question of Frobisher's taste or His feeling for sorapgipg ftowexus. æàt blmsews looked superb and yet eo natural as they lay on: Angelas breast—white orchids shot with sul- phur. They were the theme of admiration an hour later at Lady Marchgrave's charity con. cert they gleamed again on Angela's corsage as she sat in the Grosvenor-square drawing-room at dinner. Five and twenty people sat lound the. long table with its shady light and feathery flowers. There were distinguished guests present, for Lady Marchgrave was by way of being in. tellectaal,but Angela had eyes for one man only. He bad come a little late,and bad slipped quietly into a chair at the botttom of the table-a tall man with a strong face, not exactly handsome, but full of power. The clean-shaven lips were very firm, but when the newcomer smiled his face looked singalarly young and sweet. An- gela's dinner partner followed her glance with his eyes. If it isn't that beast.Denvers." he muttered. I thought he had been murdered in the wilds of Armenia, or some such desirable spot. You I ought to be glad, Angela." I I am glad, Mr Arnott," Angela said, coldly. Permit me to remind you again that I particu- ¡ larly dislike being called by my Christian name at least at present." The little man with the hooked nose and the shifting moist eye put down his champagne glass savagely. For some deep mysterious reason, Sir Clement favoured George Arnott's designs upon Angela, and if nothing interfered he was pretty sure to get his own way in the end. At present Angela was coldly disdainful she little dreamt of the power and cunning of the man she was thwarting. She turned her head away absently waiting for Lady Marchgrave's signal. There was a flutter and rustle of silken and lace dral)eries presently and the chatter of high-bred voices floating from the hall. A good many people had already assembled in the suite of rooms beyond, for Lady Marchgrave's receptions were populat as well as fashionable. Angela wandered, on until she came to the balcony over- looking the square. She leant over thoughtfully —her mind had gone back to such a night a year or so before. Mine is a crescent star to-night," a quiet voice behind her said. I seemed to divine by instinct where you were. Angela, dear Angela, it is good to be with you again." The girl's face flushed, her blue eyes were full of tenderness. Most people called her cold, but nobody could bring that accusation against her now. Her two hands went out to Harold Den- vers, and he held them both. For a long while the brown eyes looked into the heavenly blue ones. Still the same ?" Denvers asked, Nobody has taken what should be my place, Angela ?" Nobody has taken it, and nobody is ever likely to." Angela smiled. There is sup- posed to be nothing between us you refused to bind me, and you did not write or give me your address, but my heart is yours and you know it. And if you changed I should never believe in any. thing again." If I should change, dear heart, is it likely ? If you only knew what I felt when I caught sight of you to-night. My queen, my beautiful white queen. If I could only claim you before all the world." Angela bent her head back behind the screen of a fluttering silken curtain and kissed the speaker. He held her in his arms just for one blissful moment. It seems just the same," he said, aa if the clock had been put back a year, to that night when Sir Clement found us out. The son of the man whom he bad ruined and his rich and lovely ward. There was a dramatic scene for you. But he only grinned in that diabolical way of his, and shortly after that mission to Armenia was offered to me. I never guessed then who procured it lor me, but I know now as well as I know that Sir Clement never intended me to come back." Harold. Do you really mean to say that— that- You hesitate, of course. It is not a pretty thing to say. Life is cheap out there, and if I was killed, what matter ? Let us talk of other and more pleasant things." Of your travels and adventures, for instance. Did you find any wonderful flowers like you did for instance in Borneo, Harold ? Where did you get that lovely orchid from ?" A single blossom flamed on the silk lapel of Denver* s'coa-t- a, whitish bloom with a cloud of little flowers hovering over it like motha. It was the Cardinal Moth again. Unique, is it not ?" Harold said. Thereby hangs a strange romantic tale which would take too long to tell at present. What would Sir Clement give for it?" Let me have it before I go." asked Angela, eageriv. I should like to show it to Sir Clement. He has some wonderful flower that he wants me to see, but I feel pretty sure that he has nothing like that. I shall deolineto say where I got the bloom from." Denvers removed the exquisite bloom with its nodding scarlet moths and dexterously attached it to Angela's own orchids. The thing might have been growing there. It seems strange to see that bloom on your innocent breast," Harold said. "Is makes me feel quite creepy when I look at it. If you only knew the sin and misery and shame and crime that surrounds the Cardinal Moth you would hesitate to wear it." Angela smiled,she did not possess the imagina- tive vein. You shall tell me that another time," she said. Meanwhile you seemed to have dropped from the clouds. Are your plans more promising for the future ?" A little nebulous for the present," Denvers admitted. though the next expedition which is not connected with Sir Clement Frobisher Eromises well for the future. There is a lot to e done, however, and I am likely to be in Lon- don for the next three weeks or so. And you ?" We are here for .the season, ot course. My aunt is staying at Chaffer's Court till Friday, hence the fact that I am here alone. If you are very good you shall take me as far as Piccadilly in a hansom. I must see a good deal of you,Hal, for I have been very lonely." There was a pathetic little droop in Angola's voice. Harold drew her a little closer. I wish I could take you out of it, darling." be said. For your sake we must try and make the next venture a success. If we can only start the company fairly I shall be able to reckon on a thousand a year. Do you think you could manage on that, Angela ?'' Yes, or on a great deal leas," Angela smiled. I could be happy with yon anywhere. And you must not forget that I shall have a large fortune of my own some day." Other people were drifting towards the cool air of the balcony now, George Arnott amongst the number. It was getting late, and Angela was tired. She whispered Harold to procure her a cab, and that she would say good-night to Lady Marchgrave and join him presently. The cab came, and so did the lights of Piccadilly all too soon. Denvers lingered on the steps just for a moment. He was going down to a big country house on Saturday for the week end. Would Angela come if he could procure her an invita- tion. Angela's eyes replied for her. She was in the house at length by the aid of her latch-key. The dining-room door opened for a moment; there was a rattle of conversation and the smell of Egyptian cigarettes. Evidently Sir Clement was giving one of his famous impromptu dinner parties. Angela took the spray of orchids from her breast and passed hurriedly in the direction of the orchid house. The bloom would keep best there, she thought. As she passed along the corridor the figure of a man preceded her. The stranger crept along, looking furtively to the right and the left. From his very gesture he was doing wrong here. Then he darted for the orchid house and Angela fol- lowed directly she had recovered herself. She would corner the man in the conservatory and demand his business. In the conservatory Angela looked about her. The man had vanished. He had utterly gone—he was nowhere to be seen. Angela rubbed her eyes in amazement. There was no other way out of the conservatory. She stood there with the Cardinal Moth in her hand. aware now that she was lookrap into the scared face of Hafid. Take it and burn it, and destroy it," he said in a dazed kind of way. II Take it and burn it at once. Dear lady, will you go to bed ? Take it and burn It-my head is all hot and confused. Dear lady, do not stay here, the place is accursed. By the Prophet. I wish I bad never been born." (To be Continued.)
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LOST WITH THIRTY-FIVE HANDS. New York, Saturday Morning.—Some wreckage of the fishing steamer Beatrice, of New York, to. gether with her stern, has been washed ashore at Currituck, N.O. The vessel was out in the great storm that devastated the coast ten days ago, and all the indications go to show that she was then lost with her crew of 35 hands.—Renter. A later Renter's message says ;-The fishing steamer Beatrice, of New York, is a wreck 40 miles south of Cape Henry. The vessel had been missing since the recent stocm. There is no Uoubt thaV&W crew of 35 boon loot.
j. —— ■ A Somnambulist.
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j. —— A Somnambulist. A good story is told at the expense of a police I inspector of New York, who, when he was new to the business of a patrolman, once, with great official zeal, grasped and held a citizen on his I beat who was addicted to sleep-walking. Hold on," cried the man. You mustn't ¡ arrest me. I'm a somnambulist." I don't care what yonr rei igion is," exclaimed the ardent officer. You can't walk the streets in your night-shirt." Likely to Get Even. Old Friend What became of that beautiful full length portrait of yourself and yoarfirst hus- band? > Mrs Twotimes It is hidden away np in the < garret, My second husband has never seen it yet. I'm keeping it for a surprise. A surprise ?" Yes. If he ever again gives me a ten cent bottle of ferfumery for a Christmas present, I'll givehim that painting for a New Year's present. Story of a little Girl. A true story is told of a little girl, the daughter of a clergyman, who was ailing, and in conse- quence bad to be put to bed early. Mamma," she said, I want to see my dear papa." No, dear," her mother said, papa is not to be disturbed just now." Presently came the pleading voice,— I want to see my papa "No," was the answer, "I cannot disturb him." Then the four-year-old parishioner rose to a question of privilege. "Mamma," she said, I am a sick woman, and I want to see my minister." Venice, April 15. Here is a story the truth of which is vouched for by an English lady residing in Florence. She was a balcony that overhangs a street in which are some shops, and a few days ago an American mother and daughter paused to look in at the window, and interchanged the following re- marks :— Mamie, are you quite Bare that this is Venice ?" Why, yes, mamma," was the reply you know it says in our itinerary that we are to be in Venice on April 15, and this is April 15 sure I" An Artful Passenger. At one of our holiday resorts during the season a coach used to run daily between the town and some ruins a few miles out, stopping at an inn for dinner. The landlord of the inn used to make a tidy sum—which he shared with the coach- man—by doing the passengers out of their meal. A good repast was provided, but the passengers were hardly allowed to be seated before tbe signal was given to start. One day, after the coach had departed, the landlord discovered a traveller still enjoying a hearty meal. Ha grew uneasy as he saw eatables disappearing under his very eyes, but far more so when he noticed that all the silver spoons and forks were missing. On the traveller describing a suspicious-look- ing character among the passengers, a bicyclist was hastily despatched to bring back the coach. On its arrival, out walked the accuser, who, in- stead of helping to identify the thief, took his weat on the coach, and, addressing the furious landlord, coolly remarked— Thanks for my good feed. You'll find them spoons and forks" in the coffee-pot. Right away, driver." Very Near Winning. "I proposed to Miss Gladys Beautiful last night." Ah! And she accepted you?" Well. no, not exactly; but she came so near doing so that a great deal of the sting was taken ont of her refusal. She said she would have accepted me if I had had plenty of money and a perfect disposition, and my eyes were brown instead of blue, and my hair curly, and I was two inches taller, and was winning fame in my profession and possessed personal magnetism, and came of an old and blue-blooded family, and would always let her have her own way, and never smoked or wanted to stay out late at night, and did not belong to any lodge, and keep a stylish turn-out and plenty of servants, and really wanted her mamma to live with us, and a few other things which I have forgotten. But if a fellow must fail in an undertaking, it is en: couraging to him to tbink that he came very near winning." Didn't Like East Room. Is it solid gold ?" The eager questioner was a country woman, a member of a large party which a railroad agent was piloting through the east room of the White House. She pointed to the piano with the gold-leaf coating as she asked the question. The guide attempted to evade the woman's question by referring to the seals of the 13 origi- nal States which adorn the sides of the instru- ment, and explained that it is the one hundred thousandth piano manufactured by a prominent American firm. Is it solid gold ?" the woman interposed. Still the guide did not answer. You will notice that there are 13 settees in this room, one for each of the original States," he continued. But I want to know whether the piano is solid gold ?" the woman insisted. No, madam, it is not solid gold," the guide remarked with a slight display of temper. Huh," the woman retorted. I've seen cal- liopes that looked better and I'd hoped that it had value to recommend it. When there's only one real piece of furniture in a room of this size a person sort of expects that it'll be worth while coming to see. 1 can't find anything fine about this room but the view you get. from the south windows." Much Ado About Nothing. A pompous old gentleman in a railway station was getting his ticket when he dropped a half- penny, "l think you dropped something, sir," said the porter. Yes, it was only a copper, but He adjusted his glasses and stooped in search of the missingcoin. One or two bystander joined him. What was it ?" asked one- "Oh. only a copper still ■■ ■ e bent lower and peered under a seat. Curious how money will disappear," he said. Of course a coppei is only a trifle Excise me, sir, may I trouble you to remove your bags from there ? It may have rolled behind them. It was only —" I think it rolled under the seat over there," remarked a man. Oh, did it ? Thank you." The old gentleman went on bis knees and peered under the seat. His glasses fell off, and he readjusted them, struck a match, fumbled under the seat, and then rose to his feet, wiped the dust from his trousers, and said to a lady, Excuse me, madam, but I think it may have rolled in this direction. Would you take the trouble to iise ? It was only a copper, but The woman did as requested, and the searcher resumed his search. Then a man said, "I don't think it rolled in this direction. Isn't that it over there against the weighing machine ?" Ah, perhaps it is. I'll see. No. it is only a dress button. Of course a halfpenny is the merest trifle, but He pulled out his watch, glanced at it, and then at the clock on the wall. Then he hurried to the booking clerk" When did you say that train started for ?" Four-fifte*, sir just gone. Next is six-thirty, Dreadfully annoy- ing, sir. Still, a halfpenny's a halfpenny. It isn't very much, but-— And he began to search for it again.
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CARDIFF INFIMARV. A New Endowment. We are most pleased to be in a position to state that a further bed has been endowed in the new ward for women in the Cardiff Infirmary. The bed is to be called the Mrs Walter Insole Bed, and the 1,000 guineas handed to the Infir- mary Committee to invest for its endowment have been contributed as by Mrs Insole, of Ely Court, in memory of her deceased sister s:s57 by Miss Talbot. of Maigam £100 by Miss Rous, of Courtyralla £93 by various subscribers. It will be remembered that in the spring of 1901 an urgent appeal was issued over the signa- tures of Lady Windsor, Lady Aberdare, Mrs Mackintosh of Mackintosh, and Miss Talbot, asking for help to open an unused. ward in the Infirmary, to admit women suffering from inter- nal complaints, so many of whom at the time were kept waiting for lack of accommodation. With characteristic generosity the late Mr" Archibald Hood was one of the first to respond, giving 1,000 guineas to endow a bed in memory- of his deceased wife. Then Miss Claza Thomaa". of Llwyn Madoc, endowed a bed, and but a few weeks ago a further bed, to be called the Rhondd.. Valley Bed, was endowed by a Bimilar gift of 1.,000 goineas, collected in equal thirds by Mrs Williams, of Miakm Mr Jenkins, of the Ocean Colliery and Mr Watts Morgan. The Mrs Walter Insole Bed will make the fourth endowment in this ward. We are curious to know where the fifth will come from. for we have but little doubt that a scheme to "slieve poor, suffering women, carefully organised and promoted as it is with both energy and sym- pathy, cannot languish for want of loving help. Meanwhile the other beds in the ward are maintained from year to year by annual sub- scriptions of 60 guineas each from the following persona and placesLady Aberdare. Mrs Mackintosh of Mackintosh, Miss Talbot. the. proprietors of the "Western Mail," Bridgend and Cowbridge, Pontypridd, Penarth, Cardiff (Cathedral-road), Rhvmney Valley, Mountain, Ash, Deep Dnffryn Workmen (Mountain Ash), and various subscribers.
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^-jaurnmesiSBS^^mmmmmm A meeting of this association was held in Cottrell Hall, Roath, Cardiff, on Saturday, Mr T. Carey, president, in the chair, when it was announced that Mr Keir Hardie, M.P., had accepted the invitation to deliver an address three weeks hence, under the auspices of the Union. Other prominent public men have also. notified their acceptance of invitation* to tftke' part in the winters ptg&mnuoe.
Y GOLOFN GYMREIG. .-
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Y GOLOFN GYMREIG. Dymunir 1'11 gohebwyr Cymreig gyfeirio en go- hebiaethau, llyfrau i'w hadolygu, &c., fel y caalyn: Dafydd Morganwg, Morganwg House, Llantwit-street, Cardiff."
AT EIN GOHEBWYR.
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AT EIN GOHEBWYR. Yr Amaethwr."—Mae'r odliad dipyn yn hannerog. lllnell gyntaf odli a'r dry- dedd, a'r burned odli a'r seithfed, yn ogystal a'r ail a'r bedwaredd, &c. Mae hwn yn hen glefyd, ond nid yn anwelladwy. Newidiwyd peth ar y llinellau, fel yr ymddangosant. Chwerthiniad."— Mae amser i chwerthin, wrth gwrs, ac y mae amser i'w ddarlunio. Ym. ddengys. Nant y Tylwyth Teg."—Cymmeradwy. Rbagrith.Darlun da o hono. Yr Alltnd."— Er ei gwynion, mae'n gymmer. adwy. Bedd Anian."—Ymddengys. Bore Mwyn.—Ymddengys yntan. Mis Medi,—Ymddengys nad oes eisiau Yr Ysgol arnoch. Y Fam."—Cymmeradwy iawn. Ymadawiad yr Haf."—-Fe wel yr awdwr fod. y pennawd wedi ei newid. Ymddengys. Fflam."—Ymddengys. Priodas."—Mor fnan ag y gellir, Darlun."—Yn eidro. Mae un o'rlleill yma o'r blaen.
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0" BARDDONIAETH. Y PARCH. HERBER EVANS, D.D. Ein Herber huna. Y cymanfaoedd A'i ddawn wefreiddiai nes molai'r miloedd Yn rhydd i'w wlad y rboddai oludoedd Ei fyw lenyddiaeth trwy'r maith flynyddoedd; 01 hael wr, Gamaliel oedd,—byw yn sant A wnaeth, a'i nwyfiant yn ngwaith y Nefoedd. Treforis. Treforfab.
Y PARCH. MICHAEL D. JONES,…
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Y PARCH. MICHAEL D. JONES, BALA., (Cadwyn.) Gwirionedd ïw fab gwerinol gyfyd Gofeb annattodol; O! wr rhydd, coir ar ei ol Fyw hiraeth yn llifeiriol. Iilifeiriol ei holl fawredd,—a gwron Gar&i Demlau Rbinwedd; Un a roes ei oes i Hedd, A dawn goreu Dyngaredd. Pyngaredd, i'w fedd, a fn-yn addurn Iddo wrth bregetbu; Ei air llawn roddai i'r llu, rw haeddol anrhydeddu. Anrhydeddu galluoedd-y Dnw da A doeth wnai yn gyhoedd Hwyl o hyd i Michael oedd M&wl Nef-gysegr y miloedd. Miloedd ar filoedd a fol&nt—y gwr Gnrodd wag-ogoniant Yn ei swydd bu'n ffyddlawn santx Hoff, hoew, a diffuant. Diffuant, a'i braff fywyd—ar ei hyd Yn wir hardd a diwyd; I'r gwir, hyd oror gweryd, Yn ei fro bu'n bnr ei fryd. Ei fryd, wr doeth. heb frad i'r da—wyrai Mewn mawredd di-draha; Ei fwyn oes a gyfiawnha Ehelð glod y Bala. Y Bala, a grudd wleb wylodd—yn hir Ar ei ol pan syrthiodd Pob rhan o'r wlad riddfanodd, Yn ddi-ffug. pan mewn hedd ffodd. I Ffoddyn iach mewn ffydd i Nef—ei obaith, < Heibio'r ser mewn tangnef; I O! athraw doeth t ei rawd ef Heulwenai fri'r oleunef. j Goleunef fu ef i'w oes,—a'i addyBg J Iddi'n anadl einioes Yn rhydd Annibynwr rho'es Oreu ei werthfawr euroes. j Euroes Michael hael yn iach—a ddyrchai ) 0 ardderchog linach; I Plentyn natnr bur, heb ach; Sythion an-Ngheltaidd sothach. Sothach o bob ach i'w bedd—a fwriai'x Hoff wron Cymreigwedd; Ei goffa rhad gaiff wir hedd, A gwawr anwyl Gwirienedd. Treforis. Trefptlab.
DRING I FYNY.'..
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DRING I FYNY. Drlng i fyny dros y brya, Bryn addurnol clodydd gwyn, Y mae gwobr dlvts am hyn,—• Dring j fyny., Cwyd dy hun o'r glyn dinod, Ymddyrcbafa at y nod, Ar y bryn mae coron olod,— Dring i fyny. Bydd yn wrol a diffael, Ymdrech deg yw'r nnig sail, Myn dy hun mor wyn a'r haul,— Dring i fyny. Os ystormydd a ddaw I dy erlyn ar bob llaw, Ymgalona yn ddifraw,— Dring i fyny. Bydd yn wrol ar bob pryd, Myn y llawrydd yn y byd, Chwardd am ben dy rwystcau i gyl1,- Dring i fyny. Os byddinoedd gwawd ay n gryf, Paid brawychu, bydd yn hJf; Yn dy fron amynedd dyf,— Drin i fyny. Llangennech. Crwnfab.
Y BLAGUR SIOMEDIG.
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Y BLAGUR SIOMEDIG. Pan oedd awel Mai'n prophwydo Am ogoniant Cymru Fydd, Es i'm gardd i ddwys fyfyrio, Ddiwedd dydd. Gwelais yno bren afalau 0 dan gnwd o flodan gwyn, Gobaith ddwedai—" Daw y IhftU f Ar 01 hyn." Eilwaith es i'm gardd i rodio, Ac i wylio'r blodan hardd; Ond fe'u cefais wedi gwywo, Yn fy ngardd. Cerddodd barug ar y blodan, Yn ngoleuni gwan y lloer; A gwy wasant o dan bwysau Awel oer. Bacbgen ieuanc 11 awn gobeithion, Welais gynt yn ngwinllan Duw, Dysglaer oadd et ragolygon, Tystiai'r byw. Ond daeth barug ar y blodau, Awel lem temtasiwn gref; Yn blodau ni chaed ffrwythau Arno ef. Hardd Y" gwaled blodan gwynion Ar y pren yn ngwanwyn oes; Ond daw weithiau o'n gobeithion Cbwerw loes. Nid oes gradd heb brofedigaeth, Pigyn ar bob rhosyn sydd; Ond tpae gwlad heb siomedlgaeth, Gwlad y dydd. I T. Talwyi^PhiUipa.^ $
AWEL Y BOREU.
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AWEL Y BOREU. Awel iachus y boreuddydd, Mor adfywiol yw t Cluda gwledydd 1 galonau gwy w; Nid yw'n oedi mewn palasdai, Gyda theulu ffawd; Yf y weddw o'i chostrelau Yn ei bwthyn tlawd. Pan yn disgyn, 0, mor dirion, Ar claf, Teimla'r egwan fod ei chwaon Fel anadliad Naf. Llawer an a'i rudd yn gwywo Gan afiechyd hir, Welir gyda'r wawr yn sugno Balm o'i mynwes bnr, Llama'n ysgafn dros y bryniau Tua'r conglau cudd. Gan ddihidlo yn gawodan1 FyWyd gwlad y dydd Deffry'r grug a'r blodau glanwedd —1 O'n breuddwydiol hun; Hwythau ddawnsiant gan hudoledct Cusan mêl ei min. Rhydd ei bys ar fwynion dannan Telyn hen y wig, A deffroa fyrdd o Salman Adar ar ei brig. lied yn araf, lion, dialaeth, Heibio glan y llyn; A gwasgara yno'n helaeth Hanfod bywyd gwyn. Tarth y nos a phob rhyw BOtbacb, Gan ei phurdeb hi Yrir ymaith, yna purach Awyr ddyd i ni. Clyw'n ei chenadwri ddwyfol, A gwrandawn ei lief, Traetha'n hyglyw am dragwyddol J Sanctaidd Awel Nef. « D')P.Ge
Y CWMWL.
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Y CWMWL. Y prydferth gwmwl welaf draw A ddengys law ein wyda. Yn rhoddi o'i haelioni mawr I llawr lawenyddK Ohonoceir adfywiol wlith I blith y tyner flodan, Atohann adnewyddol gan Wna anian drwy y bryniau. Y(cwmwl weithiau ddengysrfod Ystorm yn dod i'n herbyn» A:phawb ar frys a giliant chaw O'i ffordd mewn braw a dychryn. Allawer morwr dewrai icon, Pan ar y don yn hwylio, Wrth wel'd y cwmwl broehna fry, Ei grechwen dry yn gyffro. Ar 01 ymweliad brysiog iswn, Y cwmwl llawn hed ymaith, Ac ar ei ol ceir gweled gwen Y deg ffnrfafen eilwaith: Am hyn dysgwylla llawer nn Wrth deithio dyffryn adfyd, Fod Haul heb gwmwl eto'n ol, 9.'g"'11Dn.iJJY'8Uj.' !J
MONMOUTHSHIRE LIBERALS.
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MONMOUTHSHIRE LIBERALS. NEWPORT CLUB OUTING. II "t l' Speeches by Liberal Candidates. v The annual outing in connection with the Gladstone Liberal Club, Newport, took place at Chepstow on Saturday, the party including Col. Ivor Herbert (Liberal candidate for South Mon- mouthshire) and Miss Herbert, Mr D. A. s Thomas. M.P., Mr Lewis Haslam, J.P. (Liberal | candidate for the Monmouth Boroughs), and Mr I Proctor Eeles. Dinner was served at the Bell I Hotel, Mr G. H. Morgan presiding. Colonellvor Herbert,in responding to the toast of Success to the Gladstone Club," said he had been connected with it since its formation, and he had carefully watched its progress. He felt the club was an institution of which Newport should feel proud. It was a good sign when work- ing men banded themselves together for social and political work. Although he feared he could < not describe himself as a working man in the J ordinary sense, he had put in more than a day's work for the Empire, and he hoped yet to put in a good many days' work for the benefit of Mon- mouthshire and the country. At present they were engaged in Newport Town Council in re- sisting to the utmost the monstrous infringe- ment of tbe rights of the people through the Education Act, and they intended to fight the matter out to the finish. (Applause.) Referring to the fiscal controversy, the Colonel said that through the benefits of Free Trade the living of the people of this country was far better than that of those of any country which he had visited. "Neither did ho think that the greatness of the Empire would be built up by dividing the chil- dren into little sects and cliques as would be done by the Education Acts of the Govern- ment. (Hear, hear.) What was wanted was I that the same spirit should prevail in the elementary schools of the country as prevailed in their great public schools-(hear, hear)— and the establishment of a system of secular education which would be a benefit to the whole of the people. (Applause.) As to the position of Trade Unionism, he said the freedom of labour organisations had been seriously affected by recent law decisions. The workmen were en- I titled to equal rights with the employers. Trade Unions had been in every way for the public benefit. (Applause.) ) Success to the candidatures of Mr Haslam, Colonel Herbert, and Mr D. A. Thomas, M.P., I was proposed. In responding, Mr Haslam said that he and Colonel Herbert had worked together, and he hoped that both woold be returned to the House Commons. (Applause:) Touching on the fiscal changes which were proposed, he said that in his own district in Lancashire the iron trade was already adversely affected owing to difficulty in obtaining raw material from Germany, as foreign manufacturers were not willing to make contracts until they knew whether there was to be a tariff, and the amount of that tariff. Mr Haslam said he had always been a supporter of Trade Unions, believing them to be of benefit to employers as well as workmen. As to the Taff Vale case. the law should be so amended as to safeguard Trade Union funds. Mr D. A. Thomas, M.P., also responded. He said he knew the value of such clubs, for the Aberdare Liberal Club was the only organisation which he had to rely upon in the Merthyr Boroughs.
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n_ PASSED THROUGH CARDIFF. Escaped Prisoner Recaptured. At the Aston Police Cou:t on Fridav Thomas Lane, the prisoner who escaped from the Aston lock-up in April, and who was recaptured at Mansfield on Wednesday, after being traced through Cardiff, was charged with breaking and entering three houses on April 10th. Upon enter- ing the court prisoner smiled, and in the course of the proceedings adopted a confident manner, questioning each of the witnesses. When charged, he asked if these two charges were final.—The Justices' Clerk I believe there is nothing final in this world.—To this the prisoner retorted, You -night be a bit of a critic. I am allowed to ask what charges there are against me without people saying what they believe and what they don't believe." p When Deputy Chief Constable Hannah made a remark, the prisoner cried out, You sit down, and speak when you are asked." Later he re- iceived with a laugh the explanation by Detective- Inspector Drakeley that prisoner should have lappeared before the Court on the 29th of April, when he escaped from the airing yard. The evi- dence as to the first charge showed that on the 16th of April the French window of the breakfast room at the housa had been forced open. Casts were taken by Inspector Drakeley of footprints in the garden, and when prisoner was arrested by Detective Potts on the 20th the casts were found to correspond with his boots. In his posses- sion was found a jemmy, which also corresponded with marks on the window casements. When received into custody at Mansfield prisoner said to Inspector Drakeley, I suppose the charges are the same. I was a fool to get away. I have only made my case worse." Prisoner, in his ques- tions, alleged that he picked up the jemmy and knife in the lock-up yard before he was searched. The evidence in the second case was similar to that in the first, and it was stated that when the casts were shown to prisoner he remarked, Aye, it's a good'un, ain't it?" he prisoner wes committed to take his trial at the next Quarter Sessions at Warwick on both charges.
"FIGHTING MAC."
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"FIGHTING MAC." ASSASSINATED BY SLANDERING TONGUES. The following report, said to have been drawn up by a committee of private persons in Ceylon, has just been published. If the whole thing is not a hoax, it can only be taken as expressing the private opinion of the individuals who signed it. It has. of course, no official character. Government Buildings, Colombo, Juno 29th, 1903. In reference to the grave charges made against the late Sir Hector Macdonald, we, the appointed and undersigned Commissioners, indi- vidually and collectively, declare on oath that, after the most careful, minute, and exhaustive inquiry and investigation of the whole of the circumstances and facts connected with the sud- den and unexpected death of the late Sir Hector Macdonald, unanimously and unmistakably find absolutely no reason or cause whatsoever which would create feelings such as would determine snicide in preference to conviction of any crime affecting the moral and irreproachable character of so brave, so fearless, so glorious, and unparal- leled a hero, and we firmly believe the causes which gave rise to the inhuman and cruel sug- I gestions of crime were prompted through vulgar feelings of spite and jealousy in his rising to such a high rank of distinction in the British Army, and, while we have taken the most reliable and trustworthy evidence from every accessible and conceivable source, have without hesitation come to the conclusion that there is not visible the slightest partiele.of truth in the foundation of any crime, and we find the late Sir Hector Macdonald cruelly assassinated by vile and .slandering tongues. While honourably acquitting the late Sir Hector Macdonald of any charge whatever, we cannot but deplore the sad circumstances of the case that have fallen so disastrously on one whom we have found innocent of any crime attributed to him.—Angus Macdonald, Dr. Matthew Wil- son, Dr. D. MacNanghton,;James Brodie, Gerald Heathcote, Arthur Lang."
A DOUBLE CHARGE.
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A DOUBLE CHARGE. Cardiff Man's Attempted Suicide. Alfred Ball (42) appeared in the dock at Cardiff ^Police'Court on Saturday to answer the charge of cutting and wounding Margaret Ball, his wife, on the left shoulder wtth a knife, with intent to do her grievous bodily harm, in South William- street on the 23rd inst. also with attempting to commit suicide by cutting his throat with a knife at the same time and place. Mr Harold M. Lloyd defended. On the application of Superin- tendent Hayward. who stated the wife was not present, prisoner was remanded for a week.
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MR T. R- PRICE, C.M.G., A r JOHANNESBURG. Mr T. R. Price, C.M.G., manager of the Trans- vaal and Orange Colony Railways, and Mrs Price have returned to South Africa after their holiday in South Waltes. The "Transvaal Leader" giyes a long report of the welcome accorded Mr and Mrs Price by the Witwatersrand Cambrian Society at Johannesburg. Replying to congratu- latory addressesMr Price said he was exceedingly touched bv the welcome which had been ex- tended to his wife and himself. If he were ashamed of being a Welshman he would not be worthy of the name he bore. (Hear, hear.) He was always pleased to give a Welshman a start when possible, but he had made it a rule to do no more, and his experience had been that, given a fair start, bis countrymen were able to hold their own in the race of life. (Applause.) He remem- bered the time when it was looked upon as almost a disgrace to be a Welshman, but the prejudice and misunderstandings which arose from separa- tion and a difference of education had now been Temoved. In conclusion Mr Price expressed empathy with the objects of the society, and Aaaid it was for them as Welshmen to do all they toould to promote the prosperity of South Africa ^and the uvity of its races. (Applause.)
GLAMORGAN IMPERIAL YEOMANRY.
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GLAMORGAN IMPERIAL YEOMANRY. Inspection at Maesteg. Colonel Wyndham-Quin, M.P., commanding t'omoerof the Glamorgan Imperial Yeomanry, inspected the Maesteg troop of the B Squad- ron on Saturday. The officers present were [Major Edmunds, commanding officer of the B" Squadron, Adjutant Captain Rankin, .8.0., Lieutenant Pritchard, Bryntirion, com- Vnanding officer of the Maesteg troop, and Sergeant-Major King, instructor ot the squad- rron. The final tests for the fresh candidates were made. and the members of the troop acquitted themselves well. Colonel Qum com- plimented the officers and men, and said he thought Maesteg would make a good-centre for a, troop of 35 men.
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4 —— — On Sunday morning Mr Richard Pearce, of Freshwater East, near Pembroke, saw a body boating in the sea, and brought it ashore. It is ;1&hat of a well-dressed gentleman, of about 30 "years of age, with a bullet wound through the nead. It is supposed that the corpse had been in the water eight or 10 days. It has not been ^gratified. )
FOR BOYS AND GIRL8.
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FOR BOYS AND GIRL8. Lucy's Birthday Party. BY C. FOX SMITH, Lucy tossed her pretty head angrily as she stumped across the school-yard, her books tocksd under her arm, and bar scarlet cap pashed,on carelessly above a suspiciously red and swollen face. That Alice Hayes is a horrid pig, and/I shan't ask her to my party so there," said Lucy to herself, wiping a stray tear off the tip of her nose. Lucy was to be ten in a few days, and she was going to invite all the girls in her class at school to a birthday party in honour of the event. That. indeed, had been her first idea, but things had happened to make her change her mind. Lucy was generally top of her class, and had been looking farward with confidence to carrying off the prize at the end of the term, which was close at hand,the prize-day jutfalling on Lacy'« birthday. But this very morning Alice Hayes.who sat by Lucy, had happened to upset an inkpot over Lucy's exercise. Now Alice was second in the class, and Lucy bad had a hard struggle to keep her place-so that she instantly made up her mind that poor Alice had done it on purpose. It was not the spoiled exercise, but the angry slap on Alice's cheek, which made the teacher send Lucy in tears to the very foot of the class, far far away from any chance of getting a prize thjs term. And as Lucy sat and wept, she grew more and more angry with her rival Alice, now sitting at the top of the class, with downcast eyes, and a flush on her pale cheek. Alice Hayes was not very popular with the other girls. She was very shy and quiet, and net at all well-dressed and I am afraid that many little girls think a good deal of the latter quality. All the girls crowded round Lucy with words of sympathy. She did it on purpose, the mean little sneak," said Mary Wolfe, Lucy's bosom friend. I shan't clap a bit when she takes it,saif Fanny Fielding, and there was a chorus of No more will I," from the rest of the group. And nobody had a smile or a kind word for the unhappy little prize-winner,as she sadlystrapped up her books and walked home alone. Lucy's birthday came, and all her classmates, with the exception of Alice Hayes, had received the neatest of tiny invitations to the evening's fun. One of the girls so far unbent as to show her note to Alice, who turned away with a red face, saying, Yes, she thought it was very pretty." She hung back from going up to take her prize, and hurried off the platform when she had re- ceived it, with a face as sad as if she had been scolded instead of rewarded. The girls kept their word, and their was none of the usual applause which generally awaited the wi nner of the prize. When all the girls had hurried off home, Lucy lingered to say good-bye to a teacher of whom she was especially fond. Her regret at the loss of her prize was quite forgotten in the anticipation of her evening's pleasure, and, besides, Lacy was a lucky child, who bad received many a nice gift that very morning. Miss Ford looked at her rather seriously as she kissed her. Lucy," said she,"I was very sorry to see you and your friends so unkind to Alice Hayes this morning. I should not have grudged Alice her prize, my dear." Lucy hung her head in confusion. Alice was very unhappy about the accident which lost you the prize," Miss Ford went on she was anxious that you should not lose your reward on account of it. But that I could not allow. Lucy, Alice's parents are both dead she lives with strangers, and I am afraid is never loved Or petted as you are. She has very few pleasures, and I am very sorry that her little success has been made so unpleasant for her." Tears coursed down Lucy's cheeks as she 1 slowly put on her hat and coat, and gathered her books together. How she wished she had made friends with Alice, instead of taking Mary Wolfe's advice and leaving her out of the party. A book was lying on the bench beside hers. She glanced at it to see who had fofcgotten it,&W saw on the title-page the words in the head- mistress's writing: To Alice Hayes, for her excsllent work dur- ing the term." Lucy's tears poured afresh. Poor Alice. She had not cared to take her prize home. Perhaps no one would be pleased that she had won it- no father and mother would kiss their little girl, and be proud of her success.1 From the gate of the school. Lucy caught a glimpse of a well-known figure in a shabby little coat and cap trudging along the street before her. In an instant her mind was made up. Rush- ing back into the cloak-room, she snatched or the despised prize, she ran as fast as she could after her litlle rival. Alice, dear," she gasped, thrusting the book into her hands, look, you're forgetting your prize." Alice turned round and stared at her with her tear-reddenei eyes full of wondsr. 1—I don't care about it," she said, slowly holding the book out to Lucy, you can have it if you like I don't want to take it off yon." Lucy burst into tears. Oh, Alice, she sobbed, please don't. I'tr so sorry. I know I was horrid.and I'm-very glad you got the prize. Do let us be. friends, Alice." Alice gave a queer little laugh, but her eyes were full of tears, too. Do you mear^ it," she said, "that you'd like to be friends, and all that why, I'd like it—I'd like it better than all the prizes there are." Lucy put her arms round her and kissed her. Oh, I'm so glad she cried, and Alice,do please come to my party to-night it won't be a bit nice without you." The two little girls trudged along jovfully to- gether, Alice happy in the possession of tht- gaily-bound prize-happier far, as happy as only such 110 lonely child could understand, in he< new-found friend. So that was.how-it came aboaC that there was an extra guest, at Lucy's.birthd&J party.
ENTOMBED MINERS.
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ENTOMBED MINERS. RELEASED AFTER 90 HOURS' SUSPENSE Four miners, named Thomas Lumsden. Thos. Gillespie, Henry Moins, and Richard Ramsay, were entombed overnight on Thursday in the Maudeline seam at Us worth Colliery, near New- castle. About 2 o'clock on Thursday afternoon a fall of stone occurred, shutting off the four miners from their fellows. A rescue party waa soon at work, and about 8 o'clock in the evening knockings were heard, indicating that the men were safe. Gangs of men worked throughout the night, but on Friday morning the rescuers were still far from their goal. Falls of stone at the place where the rescuers were working greatly impeded the work, and the conditions were such that progress was necessarily slow. There was only room for one man to work at a time and he in a prone position, and the state of air was such that he could only continue for a little while. The task of getting at the men was attended with considerable danger. At 5.30 on Friday night tilt mine inspectors returned to the bank and re- ported that the imprisoned men, who had been is the mine some 36 hours, were 11 all right and cheerful," The men were released by the rescue party at an early hour on Saturday. There was a great crowd of people at the pit-head, and a scene of wild enthusiasm ensued when the men wert brought to the bank after being imprisoned for over ninety hours. They were taken home, and seemed little the worse for their experience.
MR DONALD MACLEAN AT BATH.
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MR DONALD MACLEAN AT BATH. An open-air meeting in support of Mr Donald Maclean and Mr G. P. Gooch, the Literal candidates for Batb, was held in Kingsmead- square on Saturday. Mr G. Woodwiss, J.P., D.L., presided, Mr Maclean, who had an en- thusiastic reception, predicted that when the verdict was given at the next General Election the men who had so grossly mismanaged public affairs since 1895 would be sent to the right about, not because they were Tories, but Da- cause, being trustees of the well-being of the people, they bad in every instance failed to dis- charge their trust. Alluding to Mr Chamber- lain's fiscal scheme, Mr Maclean pointed oat that we were taxed to the tilne of 15a Id per head each year for the Army and Navy but what did the Colonies pay ? Canada, the chief object of Mr Chamberlain's solicitude, paid nothing; Australia, 10id New Zealand, 6jd and South Africa, Is 5d. We should have some equality of sacrifice. This proposal was an astute move to attempt to cloak the injustice of the Education Act and to hide the maladministration of the Wax Office-it was a red herring drawn across tbe-path,
AN ART QUARREL
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AN ART QUARREL ,Breslau, Saturao,.v.-A libel action, jbrouriitjby Herr Carlo Boecklin against Herr Mather, was decided here to-day. The defendant had alleged that the exhibition of Arnold Boecklin's pictures in Venice, arranged by Carlo Boecklin, was not genuine,the paintings being the work of the prosecutor himself. tEhe Court sentenced Herr Mnther to pay a fine of 300 marks and costs, and granted the request of Herr Boecklin to have the decision published with an apology, finding that there was no jueti fication for the charge.-Itouier.