Evening Star Newspaper, January 7, 1893, Page 7

THE EVENING STAR: ais St — VISITING TOILET. ter jacket of black velvet and green and black brocade. This is used for the 1g a long gilet or waistcoat trimmed the whole length with black feather. Sleeves of same material as the gilet and adorned to correspond. Gown of green mirror silk trimmed | Tious. with feather. FOR CHILLY WEATHER Cloaks and Wraps to Accompany a Low Thermometer. | | | tania SOME RECEPTION GOWNS. | Pleasing Tollets for Hostess and Gueste— How They Should Dress—Appropriate Com- Dinations— Materials and Trimmioge—Hate aod Bonnets. New Yorx, Jan. 6, 1898. UCH A SPELL OF cold weather as that which we experienail luring the holidays makes talk of cloaks and wraps especially | timely. The initial | illustration shows a| princess-shaped mantle costume of a material which has small diag- onal threads running through a grayish green cloth. The passemen- terie trimming is of round silk cord, with little knots, triangular in shape in the middle, and which form a sort | ‘This robe has an under lining. reaching to the feet, on which is sewn the plastron, which = alike back and front. 2} The lining closes in the middle with hooks and exes, the plastron is je and fastened on under the other arm-; plastron i made the straight, one and the shonider hole with hooks. is provided with a band of | ent it from stretching. The hooks should either be sewn fast to a strip of to the lining itself. In the latter caco per material must not be sewn in with | ing. The back part of the princess robe ust be so bias at the middle seam that the falls into bell pe. Some extra ma- be also added to make more ample | Instead of breast darts protection seams | e used underneath the bodice so as not to om the outside. These seams must | sewn into small gores and thorough!» ironed | flat. The front breadths are fastened with hooks and eves and the plastron is also secured to th of the costume in the same manner. The costume has « bertha in the shape of a is formed into epaulets | rs, and is hike the nel, if pi worn without any outer m about half a yard beneath the ther. The siceves and have ss usual d slightly drawn bis pot must be @ the each @ manner as to give the impression that the whole siveve is made in one. They are then trimmed with fur aud passemenierie in the manner indicated. Warm as is the garment Just described, it would be cold-urarted and ‘shivery to give « to such delineation. So I turn to some gowns sketched at a reception. And where do you think the reception was? On the age,in @ play. Do you suppose ordinary women at the conven: Teception would and wear thei | ese folks do, whether the gowns were as | lovely or not? The woman shown in the first | Picture is the hostess, and she is caught just as she went forward to greet her first guest, who | is represented in the second illustration.’ See | the pretty way that the hostess heaa tips back | a» she says, “Why, my dear!” The hostess was s blonde and ber gown was a French rainbow silk of changeable rose and apple-green to start with. acd these shades striped with hair lines of . and with other stripes of solid rose sprinkled with roses and leaves and shining with = golden luster. The corselet bodice aad the sleeves were apple green. the bodice crossed peasant the rainbow stuf. The sleeves bow the a Biack velvet made the throat morg slender and velvet about the waist did the @ for that. The skirt and sleeves were edged with black feather trim: and the with which she made ber’ litle Delowe tures was black. She was in such « hurry to greet her guest that she had to lift ber gown to avoid tripping, and that showed « petticoat of rose silk. Meanwhile the guest came in, and she was vision. Sbe had on for a wraps wonderful thing they calls capuchon in of white inat fan Res- tty velvet, with « flar ng Henry II collar held the lower edge by a band of sable, and she held the long ends of the capuchon in her hands to simulate embarrassment. The sable ran all down these long ends, too. Her dress was shot silk, all gray and silver, the bert was silvery, the FIRST GUEST. sleeves were very big. and the little wrap was made so as not to interfere or hide them at all. ‘The white and the sable and the gray ard silv Tr made her dark beauty seem the only beauty that was real. except that the rose and appic- green blonde was right there to say no. See how the first guest has her head tipped down. In the play the two women were not really very good friends, and the guest was getting ready to say something smart and cutting. You can see it as plain as day by the way she looks, and that is the result of Delsarte method, or what- ever you want to call it, that makes women oz open trelliswork. | the stage do something instead of being soaw | two engines came into collision, Engineer fully passive, SECOND OUEST. Another lady came in later, She was just as smart as the first guest and I took her just ax sho was saying something elegant and cutting toher. Didn't she just enjoy it, though, with her head tipped back and to one’ side. that lit- tle, innocent smile, her hand just touching the chair and her presty self poised forward with her shoulders back, so that her dress would show all the better, and her other elbow out «0 her astrac! an cape would stick out effectively d make the other woman hate her capuchon! See how she accomplishes two things by putting her hand at her hip. She takes. the chance te pull up her skirt little bit, just enongh to show the bosiess her skirt, which ix the very latest filmy Ince, over white lawn, and the host- ens wishes she bad died before she ever put on that old rose-colored thing of hers. Much of this ix shown in the third picture, but it is to says that this guest's gown emerald green. She is a blonde, d the hostess needn't think apple green only green that will make a blonde look The bodice .is shirred very full at the tight at the waist with all covered with green jet nd pendants Around the bottom of the skirt are two rows of astrachan, and the cape is of the softest astrachan in the world, and the two rufiies that make it are as full as if they were of cloth. ‘The other guest bates her sable and is afraid she into far ahead in the fashions that no one will know that sable is really the thing and that astrachan is not. THIRD OUEST. Another guest, she of the fourth picture, came still later, and I have her as she was in an awful rage. This reception was a big scene in the play, and wasn't intended to show a merely green The buttons ofther bodice | tiny hat is all perky with black wings. The hate | Of the first two visitors are too pretty to miss. Number two wore wore a sort of twist of as- trachan, wi.k rosettes of emerald all around it, anda tiny bunch of royal purple violets in each rosette. In front a little Of the vielets stood up straight. Green and violet, it seems, are all right, if it comes from Paris. Number one wore s sort of butterfly, made of four mings of white lace all powdered with silver andsprinkled with littlesingle violets, You may copy the dresses if you will, hats and ali; they are from the newest models. econbemnibcrteencines A DEFENSE OF MR. MURPHY. Mr. Croker Says That He is a Much Mis- understood Man. Since Mr. Cleveland came out openly against Edward Murphy, jr., as Mr. Hiscock’ in the Senate, Richard Croker, the leader of ‘Tammany Hall, bas been asked « dozen times a day if he thought it would array the President- elect and his policy against Tammany Hall. Mr. Croker has steadily declined to answer this question. Yesterday he spoke about it for the first time. “Do yon think that if Mr. Murphy 1s elected Senator that Mr. Cleveland in return for it will take up a position hostile to Tammany Hall?” was asked. : ‘Mr. Croker hesitated for a moment and then said he did not think that Mr. Cleveland would do s0. He spoke slowly. “No,” he said, “our friendship for Mr. Mur phy will not make Mr. Cleveland hostile to the regular democracy of the state. Mr. Cleveland is, I think, a man of too broad id man of too high ideas of political justice, to allow him- telf to take such astep. ‘That is my first reason for thinking so. “My second reason is as ‘cogent. Tamman: Hall went to Chicago opposed to Mr. Cleveland. We fought every inch of the ground until he was nominated. Then we came out in his sup- port and stood by him toaman until he was elected. Now Mr. Cleveland is opposed to us In the person of our candidate for Senator, Mr. Murphy. “The wishes of the regular democracy will be ree} by the assembly and Mr. Murphy will be elected. Mr. Cleveland is not the sort of man to turn on us because our candidate is elected. Common gratitude would be enough, for we did uot turn on him when he was victo- ‘here {s muck," continued Mr. Croker, in | answer to a question, “tbat is misunderstood | | about the contest for Senator. We are not hos- | | tile to Mr. Cleveland just because Mr. Murphy, | | our candidate, is not Mr. Cleveland's choice, | nor will Mr. Murphy oppose Mr. Cleveland if he is elected, which, of course, gocs without saying. r. Cleveland does not know Mr. Marph’s | strong points, If he knew him as well as I do, | in justice to Mr. Cleveland I must say I think | he would consider Mr. Murphy an able man | and one fitted to represent the great state of New York in Washington. “Mr. Murphy is not an orator, but he has | Wonderful executive ability. ‘This, together | with his other admirable qualifications, will make himaSenator to be proud of.’ Mr. Cleveland will never have cause to regret the fact that the organized democracy of New York pats Mr. Murphy. His clection is certain. think he will get overy democratic vote in the assembly.” A SWITCH MISPLACED. ‘Two Engines Crash Together on the Harlem Railway, Killing a Fireman. Detached engine No. 973 of the New York and | Harlem railway and engine 1012, drawing a train of three passenger cars from Croton on the same road,eame into collision at 137th street and Railroad avenue, New York city, at 9 | o'clock last night. John Baldwin, twenty-three | years old, fireman on board engine No. 973, was | killed. Alva Stevenson, the engineer of No. 973, was slightly hurt. Some of the pasrengers on | the train were injured by breaking glass, but no | one was seriously hurt. : Engine No. 973 had just come to from Pittsfield, Mass. and having discharged its cars in the Central station, was on its way to the roundhouse at 153th street. The Croton local train was coming down with ite three passenger cars fairly well filled. The switch at 137th street was misplaced, and: as the detached engine crossed the track on which the Croton local train was coming the tevenson of the detached locomotive jumped, and thus escaped with a few scratches. Fir man Baldwin, however, was thrown from his cab and fell under the wheels of the tende eee. THE OMAHA MAN WEPT. There Are Tricks in ry Trade, Even in Sealping Tickets. “How math will you give me for this return ticket to Y asked a man in the office of anavenue ral ticket scalpor this morning. “Is it limited?” “Yes, but it is good for eight days yet.” “Tl give you $8 for it.” “Why, the regular fare is 29, and this is as | good as a new ticket,” expostulated the Omaha | Eight dollars or keep it,” replied the scalper sententiousl “Well,” said the Nebraskan, with mournful | reluctance, ‘you may have it.” * He pocketed his cash and left the store. In an hour he rushed breathlessly into the scalper's offic ‘Say,”” he gasped, ‘‘eay, when I sold you that return ticket a few seconds ago, I didn't expect to go back to Omaha for a month, I've got a telegram this minute summoning me home. T'll take the ticket back, please. Here's your $8. “The rate of that ticket is $27.” replied the scalper placidly, reaching for the ‘yellow paper shp. What!" shrieked the man from Omaha aghast, staring blankly into the ecalper's im- mobile countenance. ‘Great Mississippi Valley of Eternal Beauty! how the price of railroad fares has riz! What, that’s only €2 less than the regular rate for a single fare. Why ci you give me back my ticket for the fame price that I soid it to you? ‘There it is in your hand, let me buy it back at $1 advance. That's a good profit for keeping it an hour.” Twenty-seven dollars or nothing, see?” said the scalper with a cold grin that made the Omaha man figuratively weep. His pleadings and arguments failed to move the stony-hearied scalper and he sadly sought the cold air to cool his fevered, expansive b: 7. ‘These fello scalper to a Sta be make me tired,” enid the reporter who happened to present. “They think we are in business for fun instead of the stuff. ‘That's th we keep the wolf from the door and buy our filty-foot lots on Connecticut avenue. That duffer tried every scalper in town with that ticket before he came to me, and, finding my figure the samme, sold me the ticket.” I will sell it easily for $26, or 23 leve than the regular rate, but J charged him €1extra just to pinch his penurious purse. He's going around now to the other offices to price cut-rate tickets, but be'll be back hero again, unless one of the other fellows collars him. Every trade has ite tricks, and we must live, you know.” Celebration at Epiphany College. The feast of the Epiphany was celebrated at Epiphany College, Baltimore, yesterday. Early in the morning high mass was celebrated in the chapel of the college, and later im tho day Cardinal Gibbons, Archbishop Satolli and Bishop Keane of the Catholic University pro- ceeded to the institution and took part in the exercises there. The cardinal and other visit- ore addressed the students, about fifty in num- ber, and the yourg men gave a play in the afternoon, Epiphany College is intended to be prepar- atory for the course of St. Joseph's Seminary, | presidential hunts can give them. WASHINGTON, D. C. SATURD HOW THEY SEE P THE DARK SIDE OF LIFE. After the Fashionable Receptions and Of- ficial Hunt the Distinguished Visitors Are Taken Through the Slume—The Chatteau ‘Rouge and Its Motley Crowd of People. +. Correspondence of The Evening Star. Panis, November 19, 1892. HE PARISIAN IS glad of any reason for enthusiasm. He will not soon forget the alli- ance by which his coun- try has at last secured one friend among the nations of Europe. For him 1891 wasthe Franco- Russian year, and the year Just ending is ite continuation. In the nick of time along came the Russian grand dukes, Viadimir and Alexis, and this year they have come again, with their brother Sergius. They are no strangers in Paris, but they pass Novem- ber weeks here which are worth recounting to mortals who cannot pretend to all their advan- tages. There isan unceasing round of public excur- sions by day, and night after night there are receptions and dances, One day is devoted to sits to the studios of sculpture and exhibi- f ting or to the woman's arts exposi- the dinners some brief comedy by B literary light ia executed by great arcsts or Xvette Guilbert sings to the guests. Last year Viadimir had the commission to procure in France 600,000 rifles for Russia, from the factory of Chatellerault; this time he is eaid to have concluded definitely the formal treaty of alliance between Russia and France. TRE OFFICIAL HUNT. Each year these “‘sons of Jupiter” have an open-air compensation for the late dinners offered them in the form of an official hunt in the preserves of Rambouillet. After the French fashion it was held this year on last Sunday. The president of the republic, though not much of a bunter, did the honors of the day in por. son, The’ Emperor Napoleon II made use of eight guns and had always behind him ten different persons when he went forward in the grand central path cut through the under- brush. But President Carnot, when be bunts at all on these ceromonious occasions, has only one gun, which he uses little, for rt gives him ‘n headache, and he bas with him only a brigadier to take care of his cartridges, The grand dukes have this year decided an interest- ing detail of the hunt. They had been per- suaded recently to try the new smokeless pow. der. ‘Their experience with it has been so dis- tasteful to them that they asked the president last Sunday for a return to the old-fashioned gunpowder. Whatever may be the advantage of the new invention in war, they declare that in mere sport it disagreeably dirties the gun, which it also causes to kick so scriously ae to tire the shoulder. ‘The invitations are limited, since only as | many paths as there are guests, usually twelve, have previously been cut through the under- brush at fifty yards’ distance from each other. These paths extend the entire length of the hunting ground. The center path is the idest, and this is reserved for the president of the republic. In the other paths, to right and left, the order of strict precedence is observed among those invited by the president, while the two outermost paths go respectively to the general of the army in charge and to the in- Spector of state forests. Sixty men, recruited from neighboring villages, go ahead of the shooters to peat up the pheasants, and forty guards are placed behind to gather up the At the signal of a trumpet the party eer, each shooter keeping the path as- signed him, and on a line with his companions, so that accident is impossible. With all these prepurations and advantages it should seem that a great many pheasants would be bagged; and this is the case. ‘Two years ago 200 figured in front of the hunting pavilion when all was over. Last year only 600 pieces of game were brought down in a hunt which went on during a steady downpour of rain. ‘This year luck has come again. In four hours’ time 750 pieces were laid out on the lawn in front of the hunt- ing lodge, each of the grand dukes, as well aa the Duke of Leuchtenberg, who was one of the guests, being credited with 150. This Duke of Leuchtenberg, in spite of his German title, is half Napoleonic-French and wholly a Russian noble. He is none other than the great-grandson of N«poleon’s Empress Josephine. The latter's son by her first mar- riage, Eugene Beauharnais, kept his imperial title after Waterloo,and his son had the fortune to mdtrya Russian grand duchess, of whom the present duke is a cl SEEING THE SLUMS. The grand dukes have had a care to know more of France than Parisian high society and In 1891 the news that the prefect of police had called on the Grand Duke Vladimir at first caused some- | thing of a flutter through the nibilist settle- ments in the far southwest of Paris. But Viadimir cared to have nothing to do with nihilists. He simply wanted to see the “under side” of Paris, being doubtless a little bored with the upper ten habitually surrounding im. This night descent into the Parisian “hells” is certainly the most interesting of the grand duke's experiences which have been made publi After midnight the imperial visitors, along with two french noblemen, a Russian prince, another Russian gentleman and a well-known Parisian doctor, went through all the haunts of the notorious Quartier Maubert. They were accompanied by the chief of the service de su- rete and by a detective well up to every horror. ‘Their first visit was to the establishment of Pere Lunette, from which they went on to the equally notorious Chateau Rouge. muni report tella in a few words whut the former is like. wretched lodging in the Rue des Anglai southern side of the Seine. The larger portion of the cliente of this establishment are recruits in the Bohemia of art—virtuosi of the pavement mostly. Street singers, organ grinders, harp, violin and guitar players come to this wine shop to drink away the earnings of the day. In addition to the common room there is one pe- culiarly decorated, pompously called the salon, with the walls covered with frescoes, more or less obscene, the work of the habitues of the place. Other customers represent poetry in this hole by reciting fora few sous odes on ignoble subjects. A certain number of beg- gars, prostitutes and their bullies also frequent the place. Assuredly it is not beautiful, this old Quartier Maubert. After looking’ it over we could never sigh for the others like it, the decrepit contemporaries of old Paris, which fell bencath the: tireless ax of Haussmann, the demolisher. It may cali to mind dear remem- brances of the history of Paris, to make its ugliness lovely to us, but we cannot think with- out sadness of the thousands of human beings that live amid the grime and infection of its streets like snails in the dampness of the holes. Houses with furnished apartments and saloons grow rank here, and it would be no easy thing, to my to distinguish among these houses that which is not wretcheduess, and among these which is not a shameful di where candidates for the Catholic priesthood are educated. ‘On the Contrary, a Brilliant Success. Puek. Hf cep aad Hi He fy ny bile iL ll : if i li ey i CS & g Li Y 7, baal 1893—SIXTEEN PAGES. Progress of the common drunkenness, Which went on always, always increasing. THE BRUTAL MEN AND WOMEN. ‘The look of the hall is aiready curious. Im- agine on the benches, which are the only seats baie pe get ror of men and women, Patebed up, without social re- gard, bratalized. "Thee somnambuliste of al ism are covered with sordid garments, white blouses or blue blouses, checkered gowns of cotton or wool, all well worn. Against this uniform background of simple indigence may be seen, like stains, threadbare coats of ambi- tious cut, bought or taken from the stall of some old-clothes dealer, silk dresses frayed and torn, beneath which appears some lace rag all stained with areeping ‘through the refuse of the gutter. On the wrists of girls who are still pretty there shine bracelets of mock gold, Jewels of #0 little value that they can be coquet- tishly worn without awakening the cupidity of the male acquaintance. With hoarse voice and crazy gesticulation all ask to drink. janet A Agreen!” The waiters, with distrustful | politeness, serve these gentlemen and ladies with brandy, with absinthe, with the adulter- ated wines which they crave. The drinks, it is: the rule, must be paid for the moment they are brought. In little sips and slowly the customors taste the nm which is in their glasses. Little by little the liquors stimulate the lethargic drinkers and life comes back to their over-excited brains. Quenched eyes kindle again, thickened tongues grow loose, babble and become overflowing. Strange talk goes from table to table among neighbors—the vulgar and ridiculous incidents of the idle ex- istence of brutes, wherein mingle at times sinis- ter adventures. Here it is the narrative, en- larged and boastful, of some bloody quarrel in which the narrator triumphed; there ft is the laughable story of some good trick played on the “sorrel mare,” and what else? Cruel stories of girls beaten, of thievery successful or failed, of night attacks, é Soon the voices grow more clamorous, all peak together and confound each other in an indistinct clamor of grotesque voices. Here and there, however, some are in mulish torpor. ‘They look without seeing, listen without rep]; ing and probably without understanding. Their fee are, vague and their mouths are open. ‘Those fellows have eaten nothing today, policeman tells me, thus explaining their frightful prostration. On the other hand the women, who are prompter in their drunken- ness, are already wild and wavering. An old woman rises up, dances from place to place, ats her lean arms around the Saiew necl Vith sud cynicism she recounts her life of d bauchery and folly and bonsts of it. know that sho has been at least twenty time eae Could all these women say as much? en @ young girl, without sensitiveness, wild, half mad, in accents at once stupid and ‘heart. 4 < ped of her soiled life, of the rude trade she follows and will follow as long as she lives, even to the hospjtal. Beside us Senate Hall five fine gentlemen havi themselves. They have asked for wine ‘These are the veritable rupi have velvet jackets and v of violet wool, over which are spread ont great watch chains loaded with trinkets. There are rings on their fingers and seductive love locks on their foreheads. On_ their heads are high peaked caps of the latest fashion, and around their necks cravats of provoking or tender shades. And thus they are periect. ‘These messieurs play very gravely, watching each other to prevent any mutual trickery, and | varying the games with the most interesting re- | marks. If Icannot reproduce them here it is because it would be in vain to try to put such infamy into honorable language, Meanwhile the noise hax become tremendous. A fetid smoke rising up from the pe: breath of all these drinkers fills the In several places they begin ‘singing songs, sentimental or patriotic, with unclean refrains. “At present,” They are amusing themselves and forgetting their troubles before risking the affuir. Let us go.’ THE STUDY OF THE GRAND DUKES. This excursion of the grand dukes into under- ground Paris was not a mere wanton whim. ‘They were acquainted with the wretchedness of ‘St. Petersburg-end-Londou, and they wished to make comiperisons. Viadimir~ is to have said: “Here the poor at least have the gar- ments of poor people. I kee rags, but they are the rags of working garments. In London I found female street sweepers in cast-off silk dresses, and every begzar in a dilapidated covert ‘coat. Poverty there has an added dreariness from cast-offluxury.whereus at Paris it comes from labor interrupted. There it ix Professional; here it is occasional.” — This was probably said before his night excursion among classes which are. certainly “professional” in Paris, However, the princes seemed alive to every characteristic of poverty. They noted one singular thing in the patrons of a low-class dance hall, where every cavalier has to pay two sous for exch dance. ‘Itis very dear,” they said, “for those who waltz much. Here are | young men who look as if they had not spending a franc to dance an hour or two. The grand dukes have now left Peris, but the Franco-Russian enthusiasm, which has lasted an entire year, is not likely to abate. There is @ Russian restaurant ona central street near the Grand Boulevard, where one can have cook- ery with unpronouncable names served up by these new friends of France. Russian indu tries are naturally profiting by all this, Se eral shops have been opened by Moscow houses, where enameled jewelry, cigarette cases and lamps, as well us Licquered ware and malachite work, are displayed. In the enameling of lamps, ladies’ belts, match boxes and like ex- pensive trinkets the Rustian products keep closely to good Brzantine patterns, and even in workmanship they seem superior to similar decorations as commonly found. They have their own secrets of manufacture and their own traditions of color and contrast. It may be seen, therefore, that these products of the alliance have come to stay. Whether the alliance iteelf has coms to stay or not remains to be seen. I confess I cannot help remembering the laughable conjunction of the two nations in the inscriptions on the Castor-Brunnen in Coblenz, which is now a stronghold of Germany, the supposed enemy of both. The first inscription reads thus: “Year 1812. Memorable by the campaign against the na, under the hrefecture of Jules Doa- (He was the last of the French prefects.) The Russian general when he entered the town, as he finally did, added the following words, in equally good French: “‘Seen and approved by us, Russian commandant of the city of Coblenz, 1 January, 1814." Steauixo Hero. What the Zebra is Good For. A little Washington boy, writing a composi- tion on the zebra tho other day, was requested to describe the animal and to mention what it was useful for. After deep reflection he wrote: “The zebra is like s horse, only striped. It is chiefly used to illustrate the letter Z. NUMBER THREE.| Bites Perry in Two Tales HE SUPPERS AT Mra. Jackson's board- ing bonse were gon S| erally considered ber [al L mot » 1 effort Eat of the day. There was an underiable cameness about the breakfasts, and the theological eta- dents who boarded there were inclined to | swallow thetr coffee morosely and hurry to the seminary. The din- ners might well have been worse than they were, though meat was always poor and high in Hartwell, and it was impossible to keep a theo- logue very plump at three dollars and = half a week. But by tea time Mrs. Jackson was wont to repeht of all her emall economies, and being a master hand at hashes and croquettes and hot pastry, she gained for her suppers a reputation that spread through the seminary. | Then, too, her theologues, at the close of the day, were usually in a cheerful mood, and ready to be pleased with trifies, culinary and otherwise. They saved thejr best jokes, called | from the funny corner of the religions papers, | for this evening meal. Here they mimicked | the professors and delivered themselves oracu- | larly concerning politics and ecience. Most of then were second and third year men and could | chaff one another upon preaching experiences, the size of congregations and the probability of calle. When all other topics failed. there was | one which had for them a perennial fascination. Whether they approached it corly or with Practiced nonchalance, there was not a man out of the dozen who did'not feel that his future Profession and his past jim in mentioning woman of one who knew whereof rience warranted | the assurance | poke. Matri- | stical affair, to bo meditated upon at idl moments as one of the possibilities of a distant | future; very far from it, Within two or three Years at most they all expected to be married, ana matter of course. Their widest usefulness in their chosen calling—for instance—depended largely upon the abnegation of the single state. Some of them had been engaged to be married for years and years; there were faithful school | teachors and farmers’ daughters patiently walt- ing until their lovers should finish the coliege | and seminary course. It happened, however, | that most of Mrs. Jackson's boarders, though cherishing n blessed certainty as to their ulti mate condition, were still open to conviction ~ to the exact person whom Providence might indicate as their life companion; and this slight air of uncertainty as to particulars mingled | curiously with their innocent cock-sureness | about woman in general | An outsider would have been more amused | than irritated by it all, but there was only one | non-theological boarder at the table, a nephew | of Mrs. Jackson, who did chores for his board and attended the academy, and who was not old enough to sink his irritation in his amusement. Dan Jackson was wont to declare to his school- bor friends that the nudges and winks aad sly allusions to the ladies on the part of his aunt's boarders made him tired. Toward the spring of the year, when the mud began to dry up in the long street of Hartwell, and the elm tree buds to redden, and the theolognes to prepare | for their final’ examinations, Dan Jack-on' weariness perceptibly incrensed. Three of the | graduates were to be married in a mort, and each day they had to face a concealed battery of comment and interrogation and conjecture from their fellow boarders, Then. too, there was Leitingwell’s case. Leffingweli was con- sidered the best all-around man in the senior | class; a stubby old-faced fellow from the far | west, with a preternaturally wide skull—flat on top—-and with high cheek bones. His hair was thin and his big ears moved slightly as he ate. Whenever he stated a proposition or indulged in repartee he closed his eyes, in order to con- | ™ centrate his faculties upon ‘the question in hand. He was entitied by rights to che Berlin fellowship for the next two years, but in pur- suance of long cheriched of philosophy in western in popularly reputed at the seminary to have de- Vised a philosophical system of his own, com- pletely reconciling the claims of religion and of science. It was currently believed that as soon ashe had mastered the Senegembian tonzue he would publish his aystem in that language in | an abridged form, thereby at once alla; native philosophic doubt of the Senegambians and putting fhem in touch with the hrost retent occidental thought. Tho board bad already accepted him, provisionally. His statement of faith was considered the most masterly doca- ment composed by a Hartwell man for ten years; transparoutly simple in outline, and Scriptural in terminology, but inwardly packed so full of Leftingwell’s irrefragable system tha any attempt to pick flaws in it was logically as dangerous as to meddie with dynamite. No serious criticism had even been offered upon and there was but one obstacle to Leftingwell’s immediate embarkment for his field. He was a bachelor, and the board preferred that its rep- resentative in Senegambia should be a married man. Lefingwell’s plight was thoroughly appre- ciated by his fellow stadonta, and. three fises yy he was obliged to run the gauntlet of their suggestions and admonitions, Open raillery was ventured upon but seldom, for Lefingwell’s deliberate way of closing his eyes and selecting the adequate epithet for retort was disconcerting to his adversaries, Some of their choicest witticivms, therefore, were re- served until after Leftingwell’s departure from the table. One evening Inte in April be was so manifestly absorbed and ill-tempered that two of the theologues winked at each other as he left the room. “Leftingwell’s rather dowa on his luck, isn't remarked one. ‘Looke like it. Can't say that I blame him, though: two refusals in three weeks must rafile even a philosopher, eh? How 1s that, Tommy “Speak for yourself, man. I don't know sensation.” And the youth glanced blandly an engagement ring that he had worn for six years. “How do you know he has had the mitten twice?” put in another. Never mind that; it's straight. I've seen | both their photographs. One of them pre- | ferred Japan and the other didn't fancy him because he proposed by letter.”” Good for her.” said the man with the ring. “He deserves to be blue.” “But that isn't the reason why he's blue now, Tommy,” eried the other delightedly. * | here, you fellows won't say anything?” There | were but four or five boarders remaining at the | tabie and they ail glanced up, except Dan Jack- son, who was devouring one of his aunt's best hashes, with his eyes fixed, as always, upon his tas } te. “Don't let it out,” continued the well-in- ‘but there's a No!” “You don't say!" “Come!” were the incredulous ejaculations of Leffingwell’s asso- 8s of such rapid mane not believed him capable ring. “Fact, though. That fellow has an address Kk © by his aunt, and this girl was third in it. Sbe isn’tas strong as No. 1, nor as well educated a8 No. 3, but she is pretty, This array of facts was respectfully listened to by all except Dan Jackson, who reached soon across the table for somes sweet pickles, Dan was fifteen, and had a due con. tempt for matrimonial gossip. ‘The x looked around the circle tri- waiting her answer now— and che’s a Hartwell young lady.” ‘Thero was a chorus of quick offers to bet—no stakes—on three point entation 5 two days she invariably w well, if she was getting a! Riri anywhere. She yer, ora rai Jacl cali, right away. “Why, Dan'l, where on earth are you going to make'a call?” “On my Sunday school teacher,” said Dan, Yirtuously, and Mra Jackson mentally decided for the second time that day, that after all was said about his breaking dishes, Dan'l's beart was in the right place, anrhow. In a quarter of an hour the boy had arrayed himeelf in bis Sunday suit, donned a red neck- tie and high collar and had painfolly written “D, Webster Jackson” in violet ink upon 9 bevel-edged card. Then he started stiffiy down the long street toward Deacon Millicent’s, his boyish heart still full of stern suspicion and Tighteous wrath. iss Achsah Millicent eat under the hanging lamp in the sitting room gazing abstractediy map of Senegambia. She bad on her best ashmere—it was two years old, to be sure, she had put in full sleeves that spring | a! had added velvet cuffs. Perhaps it would Jast until—well, until she had several new gowns at once; then she wondered if they wore leg- of-mutton sleeves in Senegambia, and then she knew she was blushing. and abe glanced } timidly around the immaculate room. She was | ll alone in the house. The deacon was attend- | ing a conference meeting in an adjoining town, Her mother had been dead for many years. Both mother and father bad early consecrated their daughter to the service of the Lord ine foreign field, if the way should be providentialiy opened. The deacon had told about it in prayer meeting eo often that it wasaetanding joke in Hartwell society, and the girl felt her heart beat faster whenever her father rose to spenk, through fear that he might forget bis promise and tell the church again about that early vow, " for thus far there bad never been providentially® were drumming on the opened no war to ite fulfillment. Achsah Millicent had known many theologi- cal students who expected to be missionaries and some of them bad been very good frien of hers, but none of them had ever asked ber to marry him. Nor had any one else. For ten Fears she had been considered the ‘nicest girl” in Hartwell, and namberless young men bad admired ber both afar and iu tolerable proximity, but no man had ever told her that No man, that is, except Morti- mer G. Lefiingwell, who bad used thi sion on the previous Sunday eveni asked her to accompany him to Seni She had requeste for consideration, and this was the second day. It had been a strange experience, not at all like what she bad at times imagined it would be, if it ever came tober. He had not gone down on one kuee, nor was there any lovelight in his eyes; he had eat quite tranquilly,with his knees crossed and one of his feet dangling deliberately hiseyes were closed, as he formulated his proposition. | Mies Millicent was conscious of a vague disappoint ment here. and vet she was not sure but Mr. Leffingwell would have looked ridiculous if had chosen any other way. A not been ridiculousat all, though perhaps a little | prosaic. She suspected, however, that he was! rather a matter-of-fa. He would undoubt nd —for some one—an well, she was no longer a school girl, and ought not to expect a proposal in the terms of aschool girl's fanc: enough that he | had proposed at all ot? All these years she bad been waiting for just that, had | she not? Really, that is, of course not so to be acknowledged, even to hereelf, up to ne at last the door had been opened and should she stand hesitant before it? Her father would praise the Lord for His mercy, ske was her mother—in spitsof the fact that Mra thad always insisted that her chief trial in life waa to have a man around—would have rejoiced with the deacou had she been all about it as it was. er felt so near her two days; full of soft affection for her and an intense longing to have her back aguin. Yet, after all, she reflected, the main question wa ing parental approval, but whether she loved Mr. Li well. Die ve hi that she did, and yet in ‘the circle during the contse of tho-e ted to had never loved anybody—that is, that is, not since she was the merest girl perhaps she was now incapable of the emotion ‘that other people sesmed to feel. The hapyn- noss of it might be meant for other people: she had always had a quiet, virginal happiness of ber own. And still. «he was uot sure. Porhaps love had to grow, like other beautiful thing and very likely respect was the proper soil for it. She certainly respected Mortimer G. fingwell very much indeed, Like herself, had been earl; and he was now expecting wo give up a gre deal that was tempting to him in order to go to Senegambia. Those dark faces called to him day and night, he had said, and be bad added, with closed eyes, that he was sure she, too, would obey the call. And there were but two days for her inswer. Ob, the time was so short! And it had already expired! ‘There was a sharp, uncompromising ring at Dencon Millicent's front door. Miss Achsah Tose unsteadily: one hand was pressed to her side, the other fell to the table and rested on the map of Senegambia, glanced down- ward at it involuntarily, and a sense of her duty flashed upon her. “The providential way ‘traight; she would accept Mr. Lefingwell’s offer. Slowly che moved into the front hall; she did not wih to open the door too it seemed scarcely modest. Modest? She caught her breath again. It was immodest to admit a man to the gentle, prim seclusion of her heart, when she more than half suspected that she did not love him. Her answer should be And yet she hesitated. The bell rang again, almost angrily. “Yes” or ~ In an agony of uncertainty the girl took gambler's choice; she would lef Lefiingwell’s face settle the question when she opened the door. if there was acertain something in it, she would marry him: she did not know what it would be, but she felt that she could tell if was there. She closed htr eyes an instant, then she threw the door wide open and stepped back. Dan Jackson stood there with his red necktie and his laboriously written card. There was determined scowl above his honest eyes; bi hair, still wet from the brush, was rigorous! parted: a flush of embarrassment was upon b freckled face. The nicest girl in Hartwell ga a little gasp; then, with a smile that would have quite turned the head of a lees inflexible visitor, he -| His name is Leftingwell little old,and the nicest | ought to marry a big la hotel keeper, or the president of « ‘To think of ‘ber marrying a mission- ary who had to get a wife or jove bi= job! And the might be giving Le ‘wer that very minate. Dan milk fiercely; there was no time to lose. Some- thing bad to be done about it,and there was apparently no one but bimself who would or could do anything. Por a minute be gazed de- spairingly abont the room, then he looked eud- vy at his caffs and felt of bisnecktie. Mra son came in. said che, “don't vor learing off those dishes?” made ber « trise uscomfortable, though ft Pleaved ber, too ood of yon to come te see am all alone thie “It te very J ."" she eatd ‘Well, he heb = ¢ did ‘itting room seemed warm, and be had © t task imposed upon him Miss Achsah opened a window and let the cool, Apri! night breeze into the room. A fine as falling came down in the rain, Dan™ she “I did not notice it “I don't mind the rain,” besaid. “I haven't carzied an umbrelie all winter “Indeed t that rather impradent?” “Ob, [hate to bother with one. food umbrella, though, last fall e-balf umbrella, an: stole it from me. “Do you really think ingly. | “That's ¢ serions cha “Well, it's true,” be went we will do anrthing the time. I leave it toany ecade midn't be quite tate tle prejudieed De admitiod, magnant 1 live right there with eat with ‘em three times out ‘em. I tell von, you mu.” She war amused by bout i the least ander- mn of it, and she led him on @ Any moment Mr. Lefingwell ppear at the front door Why, Dan, any one would think, to Tisten te Fou, that the theological stadents were arti ast a li vbe, nals. Now you know better than that. You reaily respect them very much, come, be honest! Respect ‘em,” he cried, increduloudy, Bud she was looking him in the eyes and forced to modify hie statement. ““Hespect ‘em? Why, of course, I reapect some of ‘em. There's one at the Obed house, who was substitute balfe back on the Vale team. He'sall right. Aud one or two at our house may beall mebt. Bat take ‘em together, they make me tired. And makes you tired, Mie Achsah, 1 dos see that it y difference whether you re 5 ped her eves she @ little, ber fingers P.ae if abe wore turning over the b to her mtd. | Dan Jackson saw that sited and be drew along breath and took the plunge. Now, for instance,” he sepa | sionately, “ther ologue who its oppo- | site we at the table, Sot « head that's has : as fat asa dirt court. You could play tennia on » AEC wae am Littl Ser. And when he's got anything to say of any importance he kind of shuts his eres jand opens bis mouth and fires at you, Mortimer G. Let to be « missionary akes me tired. Now I Want to know whether it maker any difference whether I respect him or not She was silent an instant and the boy, carried, | away by the triumphant force of his own arga- 7 “He isn't a friend of yours, is T don't fuppose I ought to say anything against bim if | be is. | Miss Achsuh detected th | riey. “Mr. Lettingwell she enid quietly him, Dan. He is a vei Dan's heart caine up feurs wore (ruc he said weakly ‘fu j weil He's somewhere. And he } transparent krpoce js @ friend of mine.” There ocen= proprie- st Achsali’s nature recognized and ree sented the fact for the first time. Hot we boy thought she was Inugbing at him, and tears of helpless a1 a eyes. He did net know wha: vald say agminet Ledfinge «the chaos of semetions er sprends bik arms uncer- ander world. ‘Then his fingers don’t wap ber I hike a in bis mind as ly in the di closed upon som “Weil,” be ward, pose it makes any him or not. He can get « and they'll go off and be m ® regular list of girts, and « won t have bi tried two The boy not see Mies A. wardly, too pre she said, ri right hand on bis venred bum by ite it at supper tonight Miss Achsab ded n: don't believe you ba out in the kitchen candy, and if any 0 say that I'm eng They made « disturbed sec! with great glee and in une Jou until the acadetay regula his departure at five auy otber ng out of the door M amazement, bent impulsive boy's forehead. Mr. Mortimer G. Lefingwell awoke the next morning with a sort of half tended to call upon Miss Mu evening, indeed. very soon after #uj happening to pick up a Review be fe epoch-making article that bore —not directly, perhaps, but none the less significantly the second point in his statement of faith | 18 had interested him exceedingly, but bo was ple to say when be iad it down that it bad not shaken @ thought. " been therefore weil spent, though fh: bis concentration upom, the article he had forgottea Miss Millicent untill “ too late te think of calling upon ber. He would go after dinner today matead. But be- fore dinner, as he sat by bis study table, the student whose turn it was to bring the ‘mail flung 2 note into bis Iap. Miss Millicent, while recognizing the privilege and honor ex‘ended her, wrote that she felt compelled to dechae his offer and begged most earnestly that the subject might not be alluded to again, Leffingwell ejacuiated a line of Hebrew, and tipped back mournfully It ware great clisappointment t. Providence that the clined! And yet, after all, he reflected, perbape his fecling about the providential indicator bal been mgt, and it was simply the number upea which it accidentally rosted that was wrong. He therefore took his addres: book out af the drawer, tut before tarning to the next name ow i pect you. Come iz! She relieved him of his hat and the bevel- edged card, and offered him the best chair in the sitting room. He sat up very looking at her with admiring scrutiny. His From the Philadelphis Times. EMPIRE DINNER GOWN. the list, he spent mark, regretful! name of Number Tiree.