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S SRE RE BEBE RS RE RER Bey SAYS: 36 HE genuine Grip. much. on neck label. Sole Agents, New York. CBE REE RERERE RE BE BORE: TERRIBLY TEMPTED LIFE A STORY OF SCHOOL —— BY HERSEBT D. WARD. EonnnEeoeS neem) “But, mother. How ridiculous. I'm no longer a little boy.” Sidney straightened himself up to his full height of five feet five and looked at his mother with an in- sulted air. “Bestdes, I've never been to Boston in my life, and I want to go." The boy pursed his lips out petulantly. Mrs. Dorris looked at her only child with @ conflicting expression. Was it anger or embarrassment that made her sun-burnt face flush? She cast a quick, appealing glance at her sister, which Sidney did not notice. He had moodily stooped to pick up the little King C les spaniel, and was twisting its silken ear on his finger. “I will not send you to boarding school, Sidney,” said his mother slowly and stern- ly, “unless you promise me not to go to Boston, except when I give you permls- sion. Besic I think the rules of the school do not allow you to go.” ‘ow, Aunt Lou, don’t you think it is rough on a fellow who has never been ont of his own town? I'll bet you I'm the only in the city who has never been to Bos- nd only forty miles I'm tired Sidney ically to his 2 aunt, the other. She alternately wiped and her spectacles with her brown m apron. haps your mother will let you go chool. one her gingh through Boston on your way to the to But it will be more expensive than chang- ing at Lowell Junction.” The last clause was added as a sort of apology to the dar- ing suggestion of the first. Aunt Lou loved her whew devotedly. All the long week th I te ther in a little brick house liv on a side street in the busy city of Hills. Dorris and the beautiful white yk the first train every Monday ston, and there they stayed For Mrs spaniel morning for I until last on Saturday night i Dorris’ husband had died when Sidney was a baby, and the seventeen- old lad could not remember the time when his mother had not spent the six days of the week In Boston, attending, as he supposed, to his father's business. What that bus ness was he never, knew. It had been long a ted in the house as a subject which never be Sidney d not to think of it at all. That it mystery never entered his head. rs did not seem to know what business was, either. In fact, they ow that such a person as Mrs. isted; she came In so late and left sho: grown u might t The the sy had passed through the grammar | into the high school, and now, hav- as about to spend a yea: in a urding school pre- paratory to going to college. — = —— PONS We Zs Ss ONE ENJOYS Both the method and results when Syrup of Figs is taken; it is pleasant and refreshing to the taste, and acts gently yet promptly on the Kidneys, Liver and Bowels, cleanses the sys- tem effectually, dispels colds, head- aches and fevers and cures habitual constipation. Syrup of Figs is the only remedy of its kind ip duced, pleasing to the taste and ac: ceptable to the stomach, prompt in its action and truly beneficial in its effects, prepared only from the most healthy and agreeable substances, its many excellent qualities commend it to all and have made it the most popular remedy known. Syrup of Figs is for sale in 50 cent bottles by all leading drug- gists. Any reliable druggist who may not have it on hand will pro- cure it promptly for any one who wishes to try it. Donot accept any substitute. CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. AQUISVILLE, KB WEW YORK, M.¥e BE RE RERERE DERE BEBE RE who stood looking from | jf Sibyl Sanderson Johann Hoff’s Malt Extract has built me up after an attack of the I take it now reg- ularly and like it very Beware of imitations. The genuine Jobann Hoff’s Malt Extract has the signature 7 Eiswer & Menpetson Co., | | | THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1895—TWENTY PAGES. 19 developed ability as a student, and Mrs. Dorris had told him that she would furnish him with an education second to none, if he wanted it. Mrs. Dorris gave no evi- dences of being able to afford this for her boy. She was a hard-working woman, and lived with economy. Her son was brought up to great plainness of living, but had every necessary comfort. He did not know that it was rumored in the town that his mother had property. So when Sidney was told that he could go to college if he de- sired to, he was beside himself with joy. Sidney and nis mother loved each other devotedly. She could hardly bear to be separated from him on Sunday. She never went out of the house on her home days, not even to church. She had ng friends in the neighborhood, and would not have been recognized, probably, if her. neigh- bors had seen her. She said she was too tired to go out, and she looked it. It was Tuesday that day, and his mother was at home. It was a great concession; but the boy’s new clothes were to be tried on and folded, and his new trunk to be pack- ed on that mild September afternoen, and what mother would not give up the most engaging business one day in the year to see her only boy off in spick-and-span con- dition “Sidney will change at Lowell junction, and be a good boy,’ said Mrs. Dorris, after a long pause. “I will see him that far on the train myself, and then go on to the city. He will find his own way from there. He is old enough to look out for himselt, but not old enough to be disobedient,” she added signiticantly. Sidney gave Ermine’s tail a pull. ‘the dog's little yelp muffled his own sigh. “All right,” he said, philosophically. “I'll be a man soon, and then I'll go where I please.” “When you get through college,” answer- ed Mrs. Dorris, snapping her eyes, “and earn enough to support yourself, then you can do as you please. My work will be done then. “At least, I can go into father’s business and help you.” Sidney looked up at his mother lovingly. All opposition to her wish had faded from his face. The little dog barked gleefully; but Aunt Lou held her hand on the table to steady herself. Mrs. Dorris stared at her son as if she had not understood his words. Then the color abruptly left her sunburnt, parched skin. She looked twenty years older in that instant. Sidney was frightened at the change. “You shall never—* Mrs. Dorris did not finish. Mother!"". cried Sidney. Dear mother!” But she straightened herself up from her habitual stoop, pushed him aside, and left the room and shut the door behind her. Sidney stared after her aghast, but n.ade no effort to follow. A cordon of new thoughts seemed to surround and confuse him. But Ermine went up to the door and whined for his mistress. Sidney Dorris entered the senior cla: of the great fitting school with no con- ditions. There were seventy more boys in the samo class, yet Sidney felt as If he had been cast upon a desert coast. Al- though he had been used to associating “You are ill. | with boys all his life, yet, as this was the first time that he had ever been away from home by as much as a single night, the feel- ing of homesickness overpowered him, and eemed to him at that time impossible ever to form acquaintances and friends. Sidney was a handsome boy. His hair was dark and curly, his eyes were straight- forward and clear hazel. His complexion was clean, and he looked to be of more aristocratic birth than he really was. He had a proud, high forehead and a modest, sensitive mouth. He was well dressed, a quick scholar, and ready on the playground. There is a class of boys that is attractive to men, another that attracts girls, and a third that appeals to the boys themselves. Because of his fearless expression Sidney was a boy's boy, and so it was most na- tural that one of the richest fellows in the class, a member of the most excl ve of the many secret societies in the school, should approach him on the third day. It ts a good thing that {n our American schools there {s no rank in school but that of good fellowship. So the recognition of Tom Devenant was enough to give Sidney a social position for the rest of his course. “You've just come into our class, and I'm Devenant—Tom, for short. I hope that we may see more of each other.” He held out his hand cordially. It was a fat hand, and exquisitely kept for a schoolboy’s. A’ gold snake ring, with two good-sized rubies for eyes, glistened on his third finger. He wore @ fine tennis suit, and his very presence exhaled luxury. Stdney had never been ac- quainted with a boy of Tom's social posi- tion before, and he was fascinated by that graciousness and perfect form. “Have a cigarette.” Tom took from his pocket a silver cigarette holder and handed it over to his new classmate. Sidney hesi- tated, blushed and then took the proferred narcotic. He had never smoked in his life before; but it seemed to him as if he should lose caste before the eyes of his classmates if he refused. If a poor boy had asked him to do the same thing, he would have said “No” quickly enough. It was this fear of fashion which has stu- pified the honor of many a noble but weak fellow that made Sidney yleld. And to give way in one thing like that is to yield in many. “Where do you room?” asked Tom, with . kindly yet indefinable tone of condescen- sion. “At the Millstotie House,” answered Sid- ney gaily. Then noticing a smile of supe- riority on his companion’s face, he hurried to say, apologetically: “It was the only room I could get, coming so late. Where do you room?” “At the club house, of course,” pointing to a large brick butiding on the top of the hill—the most artstocratic boarding house in town. “Do you play tennis?” I've got a private court up there—laid it out myself. T'll furnish racquet and balls and play you three sets, and bet you sodas I'll win. Is it @ go?" Sidney's eyes sparkled. He “All right.” loved tennis above all sports, and was a fine player, having taken the high school champlonship. “I'll run home and put on my things. I've got a racquet, thank you, I don’t care ff 1 do,” he said, dropping into the easy schoolboy’s slang as he accepted another cigarette with a matter-of-fa: air. He played and won, and Tom and he became fast friends. I do not mean fast in the Hteral sense. Tom Devenant was too well brought up to be dissipated, and Sid- ney could not be. But Tom was lax in re- gard to school rules and felt himself su- erior to them. He introduced Sidney into is own set, and before Sidney knew it he was swaggering down street to the post office, playing tennis and whist and chum- ming with boys who could afford to spend in one month what he could spend in a year. Nevertheless he did not allow his studious habits to wear off. He made a mark in the class room. Besides, he took his rank as a possible tennis champion. This gave him quick prestige in his class, and, at last, he was elected into the Beetle Society, of which Tom Devenant was the patriarch, and whose badge of member- ship consisted of an ivory beetle, which was exhibited between members on va- rigus occasions in mysterious ways. On the whale it is a wonder that Sidney's popular- ity, so soon won, did not turn his head more than it did. But his companionship did not have the effect of dulling his sense of duty. Sidney noticed this change in him- self vaguely. Put only one cao of black into a can of white paint and the original color is tainted forever. No amount o: | .to catch the train on the siding. white added can restore the delicacy of the primal shade. “Look here, Sid,” said Tom one Novem- ber morning after Greek composition, ‘“‘all of us, you know” (in a guttural whisper, exhibiting his tvory beetle after casting oblique glances in every direction), “are going to Boston on the 12:42. We're going the en- gineer always slows down for a good cigar. Crumpy” (referring to the principal) ‘‘won't be onto that. Hey? What's the matter?” Sidney stammered and colored. His mother’s strict command inundated his mind. He had clean forgotten all about it. Then the visign of his rich, smiling, careless classmate drove his mother out. And ther the foolishn of her request and of the promise that he had made to her overcame him. But still the best in him asserted itself for a moment. “I don’t think I ought to go; I can't get permission."” “Now, Sid, look here. Don’t be a gilly.” That was the worst reproach a boy could fling at another in that day. No diction- ary has been able to define the meaning of the term as used by schoolboys in this satiric sense. “But I can’t afford—you know,” stam- mered the poor boy. “Bah! Nonsense! This is my treat. a member you have got to come.” And Sid went. A few hours later a group of seven boys emerged from an ice cream saloon upon Tremont street. They crossed over to the commen. They were in high spirits, and policemen and citizens smiled upon them indulgently. “Let's look at the sun,” suggested Sid- ney as they came near the time-honored telescope. ‘They talked loud as schooi boys will, and skipped and played petty pranks upon each other. Sidrey looRed about him with con- cealed interest. He preserved the stoical countenance that the Zulu doves when he sees London for the first time. Yet he en- vied the experienced airs of his compan- ions, and in spite of himself, he kept won- dering why on earth his mother forbade him this pleasant city. His first moral and intellectual shyness had already worn off, As a and as his conscience became dulled, he began to enjoy his “lark” immensely. ave you ever been on top of the state ”* asked Tom, pointing at the gilded hou: dome. Heing the most self-conscious one In the crowd, Sidney thought the question meant for him. “I never thought much about it,” he answered quickly, “Are you allowed?” “Of course,” answered Tom with a su- perior smile. “Let's go,” sald another. And the seven boys, so easily wafted by a breath, turned to the right, and walked up the hill. Sidney was ahead with Tom. After they crossed Beacon street, Sidney lagged he- hind In order to steal a glance down the famous highway that represented the cul- ture ‘and wealth of the great common- wealth. In the meanwhile the boys had stopped at the iron gate that leads to the stone steps and the capitol. They were laughing and chaffing, jingling pennies, surrounding an old woman. “Here up! You've got chip in. Can't let you off, old man.” Tt was one of these hurdy-gurdy players, whom the boys had stopped to tease with merous and careless nonchalance. She bent, and evidently old. She was sit- on the sidewalk huddled up against gate, droning her prious instru- ment slowly and pathetically. The per- forated slip that Inspired the wheez: strains seemed to catch, and then jump he eifect on the asthmatic music was Indicrous enough to draw pennies from a he The grinder’s head and shoulders were enveloped in two shawls; her eyes kept watch upon the little tin cup whose bottom was already hidden by the pennies that the thoughtless boys had pped tn. One hand, purple at the knuckles, weath- erbeaten and thin, ground out the hoa tones, while the other fondled a beautiful, white King Charles spaniel. “Can he bark? I'll give a cent to hear him bark,” cried Tom, with a jingle of his rignt hand. “Here, Sid—give your super- fluous cents to the poor—not that he has any sense to give,” he added, with a vig- orous attempt to be funny. The boys all laughed loudly. Before he knew it, Sidne found himself thrust almost at the begs He had to put his hands on the railing above her to keep from falling against her. He laughed joyously with the rest and sald: “Oh, let up, fellows, can’t you?” Then he looked down, and the color died from his face, as the cloud hides the sun. He beheld Ermine, his own little dog, to whom he had sent messages of love in every letter home, in the arm of that wo- man below him. His first Impulse was to snatch the dog away from the thief and comfort it at his breast; for in that in- stantaneous view he had recognized his spaniel’s delicately tinged ears, and the collar that he had himself put around its neck. He had not looked at the woman, as yet. But as he did so, a chill struck his heart. The parched hand that turned the worn crank had a rirg upon it that he re- membered too well. Oh, the familiar stoop to those shoulders! The outline of her head suffocated him. In that instant’s shock the command of his moiher flashed before his mind, and now he knew too well what that order mean “Shell out. Sid!’ The Inexorable Tom gave him another shove. “T c-can’t,” stammered the unhappy lad. He stood trembling in every limb,the picture of horror and confusion. "Can't? You've got to give to the poor. Haven't you read your Bible? We've all done our duty. Come—sheil out! Why! What's the matter, Sid? Are you sick? By Jove, I belleve he has recognized the Duchess of York.” With another loud laugh the boys turned from the beggar upon Sidney, who stood before them trembling piteously. He was staring at his mother with jaw dropped, with ashen face as if he had seen the dead. Ermine had been looking on as small dogs are apt to do, with a quick intelligence. Hr had recognized his young master, and with one wriggle had leaped out 6f Mrs. Dorris’ arms and was jumping up Sidney's lees, barking at the top of his lungs. Sidney's classmates stared at him in amazement. fhat did this meeting mean? “Give it to us, Sid?” asked one of the fel- with a rough sneer, “Who ts she? Out with the mystery of the beggar dog.” In that moment Sidney saw his position In the great school ruined beyond retrieve. No more cigarret from Tom. No more Beetle Soclety. No more tennis. No more anything. Who would speak to the beg- to: gar’s son? His soul, which had undergone a gradual descent since he left home, had not touched its spiritual depth as yet. He gave Ermine a brutal kick and took from his pocket a few copDerp and threw them into the cup with a defifnt gesture. “How the dickens do ¥ know?” He said this with an oath. It was his first. “Come on won't you?” Even now he might escape, although the boys were only half satisfied; but the spaniel followed faithfully. He was confused and stunned by his rough recep- tion. The beggar wothan made no effort to hold the dog back. She did not raise her eves. She did not speak, She ground out “The Last Rose Summer” as if her son had not denied hé- “Here, Sid, here’s Your dog following,” cried his schoolmates Mockingly; “he seems to know you.” But to Sidney the whole world had been blotted out, everything} swam before his eyes. He dared not ‘ttm, but staggered on a few steps like a drunken man. His mother—a beggar woman! His heart was shriveled up within him.’ Then he saw the dog beside him, and turned. “Go back!’ he shouted, with a maddened, guttural voice. The beautiful dog stopped abashed, and turned in piteous doubt toward its mis- tress. At that moment the stolid figure, which had not moved from its granite position when the lad denied his mother, now lifted up its head and looked at hfm for the first time, when he rebuffed the dog—and oh, what shame and disappoint- ment and pride were in that glance. The perforated slip changed, and her right hand now mechanically ground out the latest popular melody, “Oh, Promise Me—Oh, Promise Me!” Sidney had often sung this in chorus with the boys at school. The sound of the tune and its meaning brought his heart back to his mother. Oh, her sorrowful face! Of what value to him was his position in school? What was the petty opinion of his new mates? Here was his mother. With a bound he was by her side, and he bent and put his strong arms around her as if to protect her from any further insult from his classmates. For five terrible minutes he had denied her. But now he saw things in a new light. His mother, no matter what she did, was more than Tom. Home was more than school. In that instant all that was noble In the lad leaped up like a spring when a weight {s removed from it. And Mrs. Dorr The habit of years even in this supreme moment was strong with the street player. Her hand kept turning the hudy-gurdy. The roll had changed to “The Old Folks at Home.” All de world am sad and dreary, Eb'rywhere I roai Oh, darkies, how my heart grows weary, Far from de old folks at home,” droned out the grotesque Instrument; but the tears were now streaming down the Withered face of the head bowed In the shaw!s. Vell, Sid, who fs your friend, anyhow? She's a dai ‘Tom Devenant spoke with his pertest air of sarcasm. Sidney raised himself to his height. His hand rested levingly on his mother’s shoulder. His poor chin trembled, and his ips were pale and quivering. He gasped as ifa ter had been su denly s To his narrow vision life, and all its p seemed extinguished by thi overy. But he faced his fate like a hero. His classmates stood in a jeering crowd around him.. A few others had gathered there too. And the organ droned the chorus: “How my heart grows weary,’ far from de old folks at home.” “I must beg you to leave us alone Sidney looked his classmates straight in the eyes and spoke with his grandest alr. “That lady is my mother." The tension was too great for the sen- sitive lad. He swayed and swooned. Tom caught him, and the boys, so easily turned from sarcasm to pity by the in- stinct of youth, now seemed to understand their classmate’s anguish, and tried to minister to him. “He never knew I did this,” said Mrs. Dorris in a low tone to Tom, as they both tried to revive her son, “I told him not to come to Boston. I tqok to it when my hus- band died, sixteen years ago, because there's so much money in it. I've been an honest Woman and worked hard, God knows, for my boy. I wanted to give him a good edu- cation. (Here she sobbed.) Ah, young si he's the same boy that. he was before he Don't blame Si ‘give it up.” Tom's mouth twitched asvhe listened. Just as Sid opened his own soft’ hand stole around the 1 knuckles of the organ woman and he gave them a warm pressure. “You may trust mg," he said; “I'll be bis friend.” Then he looked seriously at the mother and son with the experienced air of a man of the world. ,“I think you had better give {t up now, ‘for his sake,” he whispered as he helped ‘Sidney to his fF The street player nodded silently, When Sidney had’ strucg!¢d to his feet and began to look fof her in a dazed way his'mother had disappeared in the crowd. That night there was a meeting of the celebrated Béetle Soc! ‘the members present Were a3 solemn as an easterly fog. ney; don’t give Sidney alone was not there. “It isn’t his fault,” said the patriarch. “What's the use of belonging to a society unless you. stick to each other? It isn’t to go back on one another. Gentlemen don’t @o that.” He stopped and looked coe one to another appealingly. “Do they?" “{ move you,” said a member, addressing Tom, “that any man wio gives Sid away in thi: school or even after, and who doesn stand up for him I a brother, is a—a aily, and shall be eternally disgraced, and —ane ‘ ‘That's énough,” said Tom, with swim- ming eyes. “All in favor, hands up. Con- trary minded—. It is a unanimous vote. ‘The meeting {s adjourned. Let's all go and see Sid.” And to the honor of the boys and of the school the vote was scrupulously carried out. oie wove rae The Family in Our Civilization, From Scribner's Magezine. Provided he has books enough and 1s of an Intellectual turn, a man may get culture ail by himself, but he will hardly get a high degree of civilization except by rub- bing against other persons. That is one reason why the most important of all clvil- izirg agencies is the family. 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It is by the Judicfous use of such articles of diet that a constitution may be grad- ae ually built up until strong enough to resist every to disease. ating around us read, Ww Hundreds of subtle maladies to attack wherever nere is a Weak spot. may escape many a al shaft bs Keeping onrseives Well fortified with pure blood and a peoperly nourished fram Civil Service Gazette. Made «| with boiling water or milk. ouly in half-pound tins bj JAMES EPPS & CO., tendenc Sold grocers, labeled thus: . Homeopathic Chem- ists, Londoo, England. d3-m, tu,sOm DIRT HAS ITS USES. London Monuments Protected by Soot and Dust. From the- London Times. Every few years somebody raises the question whether St. Paul’s Cathedral in London ought not to be cleaned from the soot with which it is incrusted, and re- stored to something like its primitive whiteness. Some time ago an experiment of the sort was made on one of the por- ticos, which forthwith assumed a mottled or piebald appearance. Now the matter has come up for discussion again, and the following interesting point is made in a letter to the Times by a well-known architect: “I have had the opportunity, when ex- amining some of our London: stone-faced churches, of removing the coat of dirt with a view of seeing the condition of the stone under it, and have found it to be perfect. The casing of dirt appeared to be made chiefly of road dust, which had adhered to the stone (only the outer coat of all being gray black). All the deie- terious chemicals must have gone out of the lower layer, so that the dirt was a perfect protection. If it were all cleaned off the stone would be subjected to the strong chemicals in our London atmos- phere. “It must be remembered that this dirt only adheres to the parts which are not completely washed by the rain, and that it is just these parts, therefore, which are in most need of protection. 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