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proot of Mis existence. S0 he was one more uneasy at the thought that as he had overlooked his duty ss a priest, in not say- ing his masses, God weuld not hear him. Why should he not go at ones to the Church of the Rosary, whose altars were at the disposition of all the traveling priests from | midnight to morn? So he went back by another path, under the trees to the corner where with Marie he had watehed the pro- eevion of torches. Not a light remalned; 1t was a boundless, shadowy sea Then, again, Plerre felt fresh remorse, and mechanically e entered the shelter for pil- | grims, as thongh he wanted to gain ti The door stood wide open, yet it was insuffi- clent to ventilate the vast room filled with people. At the first step inside he was struck by the heavy, heated atmosphere charged with the thick and fetid smell of breath and perspiration. The smoky lan- terns lighted it so badly that he had to take care not to step on widely flung arms and legs, for the crowd was something extraordi nary, and many had not boen able to find places benches, had stretched themsel on the gronund, on the damp flagstones, sofled as they were since morning. There was a nameless promiscuity —men, wonien, priests—all sleeping pell mell, lylng down anywhere, overcome by fatigue, open monthed, exhausted A great pumber were snoring, sitting up, their backs against the wall, their heads fallen on their Preasts. Others had fallen down, their legs crossed, One young girl was halt across an old country priest, whose calm, childlike siumber was almost smiling. It was the barn, where the poor people as they traveled came in and rested by chanée, for all those who had no home on that beautiful night had come hither to throw themselves, like brothers, into one another's arms to sleep. Some of them, however, could not rest, and in the execitement of their unrest turned about or looked in their baskets for provisions. Some sat motionless, With eyes staring open, fixed on space. Amid the snor- ings, the dreaming cries, rose ulso moans of suffering. It was Indeed great suffering and an anguish of pain that came from that flock of wretches, tumbled altogether in the misery of their rags, while their pure white souls were wandering elsewhere in the beau- tiful Jand of dreams. Plerre was just going out when a feeble yet continuous moan stopped him. He recog- hized in the same place, In the same posi- tion, Mme. Vincent, still holding little Rose on her knee: “Ah, Abbe,” she murmured, ‘you here? She waked about an hour ago and since then she has been crying. 1 swear I never moved a muscle, it made me so happy to see her sleeping. The priest leaned over to cxamine the child, who did not have strength enough left 1o open her eyelids. The moan came from her mouth almost like her breath, and she was 50 white that he shuddered, for he saw the approach of death. 3 “My God! what am T to do,” continued this martyred mother at her wits'-end. "It cannot keep up long this way. I cannot bear to hear her cry. If you only knew what 1 say to her. My treasure, my jewel, my angel; 1 also beseech you, I pray you, do not cry any more. The Holy Virgin is going to cure you. But she keeps on cry- ing."” She was sobbing, her great tears fell on the child’s face, whose rattle never stopped. “If it were daylight I should go out of this room, all the more because she annoys the people here. An old lady over there was very angry. But I am afrald it is too cold and then where could I go at night? Ah, Holy Virgin, Holy Virgin, fake pity on us! Plerre, overcome by her tears, kissed the blonde hair of little Rose, and then went away that he might not himself burst into tears -with this sorrowful mother, going straight to the Place du Rosaire, as though decided to conquer even death. He had seen the Church of the Rosary in broad daylight, and he had not been pleased, for the architect, hampered by the situation on the crooked rock, had been forced to con- struct it low and round, overweighted by the _great cupola, supported by square pillars. The worst feature was that, notwithstanding the archalc Byzantine style, the church lacked any religious sentiment, being without suggestion of mystery, but looked more like a modern market, whose large cupola and broad glass doors made it as bright as day within its walls. Neither was the building completé, for the ornamentations were miss- ing; the panels of wall behind the altars had no other decoration than the colored paper Toses and some meager thank-offerings, so that an effect of a large waiting hall was produced, with its paved floor, which in rainy weather was as wet as the platforms of a railway station. The temporary high altar was of painted wood. Numberless rows of benches filled the central rotunda— benches on which the public rested at all hours, day and night, for the Church of the Rosary was always open to the crowds of pligrims. Like the Shelter, it was the refuge of God's for His poor people. Plorre felt a sensation on entering as though he were in some ordinary waiting place. The bright light no longer showed the naked walls, for the candles byrning on the aitars merely served to throw their long shadows on the quiet, vaulted alcoves. There had been high mass at midnight, celebrated with unusual pomp, With all the brilliant lights, chants, golden vestments, swinging of incense, and of all this glorious glitter there only remained the regulation candles on the fifteen altars In the circumference to be used for the celebration of mass. At mid- night the, masses were begun, only to end at midday. At the Rosary alone more than 400 were sald in the twelve hours In all Lourdes,. where there were about fifty altars, the number of masses said amounted to more tham 2,000 gvery day. The crowd of priests was so great_that it was difficult for many of them to fulfiil their duty, so they formed in-line for hours before they were able to find a vacant altar. It surprised Pierre to fnd, In a semi-darkness, that tonight all .the altars were besieged, whole rows of priests patlently waiting their turn at the, fcot of the steps, while the celebrant hurrled over the Latin phrases, with many signs of the cross, and the fatigue was so exces- sive that most of the priests were sitting on the ground, while others were sleeping on the steps, fallen, overcome and waiting for the beadie to wake them For a moment he walked about undecided. Should he walt like the rest? The sight de- tained him. At every altar, at each mass crowds of pligrims came forward to com- municate in haste with a kind of voracious fervor. The. patten was filled and emptied without stopping; the priest’s hands were tired out dispensing the bread of life. He felt fresh astonishment, for he had never before seen a corner of this world so watered by the divine blood, nor where faith was so fully developed in such a number of people. It was like a return to the herofc ages of the church, when nations knelt under the influence of credulity, alarmed in their ignorance and placing all their happiness in the hand of an Almighty God. He could fancy himself carried back elght or nine centuries, to those epochs of great public devotion, when the end of the world was anticipated; and all the more as he glanced about at the assemblage of simple souls, who, having partaken of the commun- lon, returned to their benches at rest with God and thomselves. Many of them had no other place to live—was not the church their house, the refuge where night and day they might seek consolation? Those who did not know where to go and could not even find a place at the shelter, came to the rosary, and sometimes found a seat on one of the benches, but many stretched themselves on the pavement. Others, who had a bed wait- ing for them, tarried to pass a whole night with pleasure in this divine temple, 8o full of beautiful dreams. Up to daylight the pro- miscuous crowd was extraordinary. All the tows of benches were occupied, stray sleep- ers In every corner, behind every pillar; men, women and children leaning against one another, heads falling on nelghboring shoulders, their breaths mingling with a tranquil unconsciousness; the surrender to a holy need that had been demanded by sleep, e church transformed by circumstances into an hospitality, the great door wide open to the beautiful August night, letting in all the darksome passers by, good and bad, the loose and the lost. And from each of the fAfteen altars the tinkling bells at the time of the elevation sounded _unremittingly, while from the confusion of the sleepers, bands of faithful pligrims would rise at short intervals, communicate and then return to the floc rolling In the half light as through a vell, darkly As Piorre walked on with an undecided air through these vague Eroups an old priest altting on one of the altar steps motioned to him. He had been waiting there for two hours, and now at the very moment his turn bad come he was taken with such a weak turn that, fearing lest he should be unable people, who on the to finish his mass, he would give up his | place. Doubtless the sight of Pierre's rest- lessness in the shadows bad touched the old i | single thought without a name or a shepherd, | THE OMAHA DAILY man, He ‘howed Wim the sacristy, and even thon walted unttl Plorre had roturned | with bis chasuble and the chaltee, then slept profoundly on one of the benches. Plerre then said his mass, like an honest man, as he nsed to do in Paris, from a sense of pro- | fessional duty. His external appearance | was that of absolute faith. But nothing | touched him or melted his heart as he had | expected after waiting those two feverish | days, in the midst of’ the extraordinary and upsetting excitement in which he bad passed | the time. He had hoped that at the mo- ment of eommuning, just as the divine mys- | tery was being accomplished, that he would | be struck by some great emotion, that he would be bathed with grace, before the open | sky, face to face Ge And no such thing had been produced. His frozen heart did not even seem to be He pronounce the customary words, made the regular ges- tures, with the propriety of a mechanical duty. In spite of his fervent effort, one came back, obstinately—th, How ] the sagriaty was much a large number of could the sacristaus provide sacred vestments and linen for so many priests? It confused him, and filled his mind with a stupld persistence. Presently Plerre was surprised to find him- self once more outside; He was once more walking in the night time, a night that seemed more black, more still, mor im- mensely empty. The town seemed lifeloss; not a light was shiaing. There only sounded the purling of the Gave, to which his ears had become accustomed almost like a miraculows apparition, the grotto biazed out in front of him, lighting the darkness with its perpetual brightness, burning like an Inextinguishable flame of love. Unconsclously his had turned that way, brought thither, no doubt, by his thoughts of Marie. It was nearly 3 o’clock; the benches were empty, and only about twenty persons’ black and misty forms were seen kneeling in ecstatic unconscious- ness—tallen fnto a divine reverie. It might almost be thought that as the night ad- vanced the shadows had deepened and the grotto had receded in the distance like dream. All was covered by a delicious sense of lassitude, nd the wide open country ap- peared to slumber on, while the volce of the invisible water was like the rhythm of this slumber, wherein smiled the Holy Virgin in her purity, surrounded by tapers. Among the Insensible women Mme. Maze still knelt, her hands clasped, her head bent low that she seemed petrified in her ardent sup- plication. Plerre at once approached Marie. He was shivering, and he imagined she must be frozen, as morning advanced. *'I besecch you, Marie, cover yourself up; do you wish to suffer still more?” And_ he picked up the shawl slipped down and forced her to fastem under her chin. You are cold, Marie; your hands are like nasses that had it 1ce. She did not answer, but continued in the same attitude that she had taken two hours before, when he had left her. Her elbows leaning on the edge of the cart, her face half raised, with the same wrapt look at the Holy Virgin; her expression transfigured, beaming with celestfal joy. Her lips moved, yet no sound was heard. Perhaps she was holding a mysterious interview in the en- chanted land, when, in her waking dreams, she had found herselt there! He spoke again, yet she did not answer. Finally she spoke of her own accord in a far away voice: *“Oh, Plerre; I am so happy. 1 have seen Her. I have prayed to Her for you, and She smiled and made a little sign with Her head, to signify She heard me and would grant my prayers. She did not speak to me, Pierre, but I understood all the same what She meant. I shall be cured today at 4 o'clock, when the host passes by." He listened, completely overcome. Was she asicep with her eyes open? Was it in a dream that she had seen the marble head of the Holy Virgin bow and smile? He was seized by a terrible shudder at the thought that this pure child should have prayed for him. He walked as far as the grating, fell on his two knees, muttering, “Oh, Marie! Oh, Marie!” without knowing whether this cry from his heart was ad- dressed to the Virgin or to the adored friend of his childhood. Then, overcome, he awaited some sign of favor. Scveral interminable moments passed. This time it was the superhuman effort, thus to wait for the miracle that he sought for himself, a sudden revelation, a lightning bolt, that should take away his doubt, giving him back his simple faith, renewed and triumphant. He gave himseif up and wished for nothing but that some sovereign force should purify his being and transform it. But, just as before when he celebrated mass, he felt naught but a fathomless silence, he only experfenced an empty void. othing happened and his despairing heart almost seemed to stop beating. He tried in vain to force himself to pray, to fix his wanderiug thought on this powerful Virgin, so gracious to poor mankind, but in spite of all his thoughts fled, were vanquished by those of the exterfor world and occupied themselves with puerile details. On the other side of the grating he had just seen Baron Suire sleeping, continuing his peaceful slumber, his hands joined over. his stomach. Other things, too, distracted him—the bouquets at the Virgin's feet, the letters thrown in as thcugh to a heavenly mall, the delicate wax lace that remained standing round the flames of the larger candles, looking like some rare chiseled silver jewelry. Then, without any apparent connection, he thought of his childhood, and the face of his brother Willlam appeared d‘stinctly before his mind’s eye. He had not seen him since his mother's death. He only knew he lived a very secluded life, occupled with scientific work in his little house, where he was al- most cloistered with a mistress and two great dogs, and he shoula never have even heard of him had he not lately read in a nev spaper in connection with some revolu- tionary movement. He was supposed to be occupied in experiments with explosive sub- stances and associated with all the most advanced ideas. Why should he have thus appeared in this spot of bliss, in the midst of these mythical lights, the same as he uged to look in old days, such a good and tender brother, with charitable feelings for all suffering? For a moment Pierre was haunted by the sorrowful regret of this lost brotherly love. Then he seemed to have an insight of him- | self, and realized that were heé to spend hours in this place his faith would never return. Still he felt a kind of trembling ex- citement, a last hope, at the idea that If the Holy Virgin did accomplish the great mira- cle of curing Marie he could believe. It was the last straw he held, to have a meeting with faith that afternoon at 4 o'clock, when the host was carried past, just as she had said. At once his anguish ceased, he re- mained on his knees, half dead with fatigue, and overcome by an invincible somnolence. The hours went by, the grotto stiil casting out - her resplendent lights on the black night, and reflecting on the near hill sides and their white convent fronts. But Pierre saw it less and less, and awoke with & start, with a half frozen shiver, to find that day was breaking through a stormy sky overcast with clouds. He percefved that one of those sudden mountain storms was coming up from the south. The distant thunder was already growling, while great puffs of wind swept down the streets. He must have been asieep for he could not find Baron Suire, and he did not remember having seen him go away. There were not fifteen persons before the grotto, among them he still saw Mme. Maze, her face hidden in her hands. But when she perceived it was broad day light and that she could be seen she got up and dis- appeared down the narrow path that led to the Convent of the Blue Sisters. Greatly troubled Pierre came to Marle to say she must not stay there any longer un- less she wished to risk being soaked to the skin, I will take you back to the hospi- tal.” She refused. She besought 0, no. 1 must wait for mass; I prom- isad t0 take communion here. Do not worry about me. Go back at once to the hotel and g0 to bed, I beg of you. You know that closed carriages are sent here for ‘he in- valids when it rains.” She insisted, although he repeated that he did not wish to go to bed. In fact, mass was said every morning very early at the grotto, and it was counted a great juy by the pilgrims to communicate thus aiter a long ecstatic night, in the glory of the iising sun. Just as large drops began to fall a priest appeared in a chasuble, accompanied by two clerks, one of whom held an open white silk umbrella, embroklered in gold, over the cele- brant, to protect the chalice. Plerre had pushed the cart close ugalnst the grating to shelter Marie under the ledge of the rocks, where several assistants had also taken refuge, and he watched the young girl as she recelved the host with her burn- ing ftervor, when his attention was attracted by a piteous spectacle that greatly aflected him. 2 all the drenching rain that was now steady and pouring down, he saw Mme. Vin- eent, with her arms outstretched, offering to uddenly, | | and tenacity of the | en | carried her, | th | | | | gave one | more besides; fifty new teachers were the Holy Virgin her little Rese, now a prec- fous but sorrowful burden. Having besn un- able to remain at the sheiter on account of complaints made about the centinued moan- ;”mual TRAINING SCHOOL ing of the littte girt she had brought her into | the night air, had struggied in the darkness for two hours, crazy, desperate, carrying the sorrowfol flesh of her flesh strained to her bosom without being able to help her. e did not know what road she took nor under which trees she andered, she was in guch a state of rebellion against the unjust suffering that was fmposed upon this poor, fecble little creature, so pure, so incapable of sin. Was it not abominable, the strength disease that tortu her darling without ceasing for weeks, her own d, whose cries she could not hush? She nursed her without repose, by all roads, in an endless path, hoping to make child slesp and stop the moan that was tearing out her heart. And suddenly, ex- hausted, agonized with this suffering, she had come upon the grotto at the very feet of the Virgin whose miracles and par doned all woes Oh, irgin! little oh, Grace cure her.” he fell upon her knees, still holding out her dying daughter in her trembling arms, in an exaltation of hope and desire that alone sustained her. The rain, that she did not_ feel, on her heels, poured bhehind her with the downfall of a torrent, while loud claps of thunder echoed through the moun- tains. Once she fancied her prayer was granted. Rose made a slight movement as though the Archangel had touched her, opened her eyes, moved her white lips and last faint sigh en she cried no this of Mother, Divine cure Mother adorable Virgin! th more. “Oh, Virgin! Mother of our Savior, cure her. Oh, Virgin! Mother all powerful, heal her.” She felt her child grow lighter in her arms. She was now fearful, because she no longer heard the faint complaint, to see her s0 white with open eyes and mouth, with- out a breath. Why did she not smile if she was cured? Suddenly there was a piercing cry—the mother’s cry—that sounded above the thunder, in the redoubled fury of the storm. Her child was dead. She stood aight up, turned her back to that deaf Virgin who allowed children to Jie, and rushed off like a crazy woman out in the pouring rain, going, she knew not where still carrying and nursing the poor little body that she had held for so many days and nights. The thunder rolled and must have struck one of the great trees near by, with the force of a giant’s fist, for the branches crackled and fell with a loud noise Plerre ran at once after Mme. Vincent, to guide and help her. But he was unable to follow her and lost her at once in the midst of the heavy rain, and when he returned the mass was over. The raih was falling less violently now, and the celebrant went off under the white silk umbrella, embroidered in gold, while a kind of omnibus came to fetch the invalids back to tha hospital. Marie took. Pierre's two hands: “Oh, how happy I am. Do not come to take me befare 3 o'clock this afternoon.” Left alone in the fine and drizzling rain, Plerre once more entered the grotto and sat down on the bench near the spring. He did not care to go to bed, for sleep dis- quieted him, in spite of his lassitude, for his condition of excitement was even greater than on the previous day. Little Rose's death had upset him still more, and he could not forget the sight of that suffering mother wandering about the muddy roads bearing her child’s body. What were the reasons that decided the Virgin? It confused him to think she ever did choose. He longed to know how her mother's heart could resist curing but 10 per cent, the 10 per cent miracles told about by Dr. Bonamy as being proven! He had asked himself the day be- fore if he had the power to select ten to cure which ones he would choose? What a terrible power, redoubtable choice, for which He would never have the courage. Why this one and not the others? Where was the justice or the goodness? To be powerful enough to cure all, was not that to satisfy all hearts? And the Virgin seemed cruel, badly informed, as hard and indifferent as that impassable nature that distributed life and death by chance, according to the ignorant laws of mankind. The rain was over. Plerre had been there for two hours, and he felt his feet were wet. He looked and greatly to his surprise perceived that the spring was over- flowing through the panels of the grating. The ground inside the grotto was already inundated. A stream was running outside, under the benches, as far as the railing along the Gave. The recent storms had swollen the waters thereabouts. -“And he thought that this spring, however mirac- ulous it might be, was subject to the same laws as other springs, for it must communi- cate with natural reservoirs, into which the waters emptied and collected. And he went away so as not to get his ankles wet. (To be continued next Sunday.) EDUCATIONAL. There are 421 schools connected with the New York State university. Commencement exercises at Princeton col- lege begin on June 9 and close on the 13th. The annual commencement exercises of the Yale law school will be held Tuesday, June 20, William E. Russell, ex-governor of Mas- sachusetts, will deliver the customary ad- dress to the graduating class. Senator Joseph M. Carey of Wyoming, who has been made honc ancellor of Union college, Schenectady, > of which be is a graduate, will deliver the chancellor’s oration at the next commencement, Mr. Percival Chubb, who has been lectur- ing.in Boston on “Art in the Public Schools,” makes an effective disposition of the sub- ject by declaring that at present there is no Such thing as art in the public schools. One of the former students of the Harvard annex has been chosen dean of Barnard college, the annex of Columbia, her place being practically that of president. She is oddly named Miss James Smith. She is only 30, and will control nineteen professors, all of whom but one are men, who are in- structors in the college, and the 106 young women whom they Instruct. The appointment of John senate makes five members of the same Yale class in public life in Washington. Four of these are members of the senate— Woleott of Colorado, Higgins of Delawar Dubois of Idsho and Patton. The other Frank Jones, assistant postmaster general, the sweet singer of the administration and the favorite at the white hous: They pro- pose to hold monthly reunions from this time on, and Wolcott has been chosen presi- dent of their organization. In the summer of 1892 some of the pro- fessors and Instructors of Cornell university offered courses of instruction for the bene- fit of public school teachers and others. The opportunity to pursue work under university instructors, by university libraries, museums and laboratories, was eagerly seized. In 1893 the summer school was made an integral part of the university and was attended by 170 persons. This year many new cours have be added and the school more com- pletely organized. Much valuable work will be done in the six weeks' session beginning July 6. H. S. Tarbell, superintendent schools of Providence, R. Patton to the of public L. in a recent ad- i dress before the young.women who are soon to be graduated from the High school, urged his hearers to become teachers. Every High school graduate was wanted, he said, and ded each year, and the school committee, ac- cording to the present outlook, would ha to hunt for candidates instead of waiting for applications. The young women who are educated in Providence are given the prefer- ence. Those from outside have to pass speclal examinations. The salaries fixed by the city council are $350 for the first year, $450 for the second year, and $500 for the third year. The Berlin Soclety for the Purification of the German Language is trying to have some action taken on the offer made by Herr Hein- rich Krohn of Paris, in 1889, in regard to which nothing has thus far been done. Herr Krohn offered to contribute the sum of 100,- 000 marks to found an academy of the Ger- man language. “I intend this academy, he sald, “to revise and purify the German language, and to make it a universal lan- guage, In the same way as the Academie Francalse has done for the French lan guage. The members'of the academy are not to receive a salary from the govern- ment—the sale of the academical dictionary adorned with the imperial coat of arms, will yield & suficlently large income. If the 100,000 marks berewith offered by me do not suffice for the purpose In view 1 engage to supply whatever may be wanting. Practical and Interesting Featurs of the Qity's Educatibnal Work. PROGRESS THROUGH MANY DIFFICULTIES Glimpse Iato the Rooms Where the Curlons Labor 1s Performed[eautifol Examples of Puplly Work-Popular Persisteut fhstructor. and The city of Omaha has good reason to be proud of its magnificent of hool bufldings. Most of them substantial well ventilated, L f th are beautiful. AN facilities seem to be vided to make the pursuit as easy as possible In congenial a ant quarters There s, branch that has been sadly the north end of the High building the manual training department is tab- lished. rooms used for this purpose are, practically, only two in number, small and not very well lighted. The tools in use are about fifteen years behind the times. One Instructor teaches all th classes, and in addition is supposed to Keep all the ma- chinery in order. Some ten years ago manual added to the curriculum of the High school It was partially an experiment, and on this unt, and also because there was n other available pla it put in the basement and compelled to take unsuitable rooms that could not or would not be used by other department: The course has grown steadily from r to year in popu- larity among the pupil and. the classes have coutinued to Increase, but no more room has been given. Girls have in the past been members of the c but of late years it has been found impossible to ac- commdoate them. Preference has been given to the boys, and they will become the future breadwinners of the world. On the east side of the north end of the long hall that runs through the basement is the carpentry room. This is about 50x40 feet and is lighted by windows near the ceilng. It is fitted up for twenty puptils, that being as large a number as can be conveniently handled by one teacher at a time. The benches are arranged about the walls and there are two rows in the center. Each bench is supplied with all the necessary tools, arranged In racks and lockers. Across the hall from this is the room con- taining the turning lath This room |s somewhat larger than the carpentry rcom, nd is lighted in the same wa; The lathes were formerly run by steam power, but now are run by electricity. An iron lathe, which cost $200, is a feature, as is also a grindstone, run by eletcricity, with a stone for planes, chisels and other such tools, and another for guages. These two machines were obtained by the instructor only after strenuous and repeated requests. The motor that furnishes the pawer for all of the ma: chinery is set up in a little room to the south of the lathe room, which is cluttered with lumber. The wmotor set on a level with the floor, with no means of collecting the drippieg ofl and without any protection from cro:sed wires and other ac- cldents. To the eye' of a stranger this room appears to be a_fpritable fire trap. An expenditure of $100 would clean it out and remove’all danger. WORK OF [THE BOYS. In another small réom further down hall all the varfous -articles made by pupils during the course are stored. ranged around the geom on shelves one sees the various examples through which the pupils are led to the,most difficult work. The last three months of the year are used by the boys in making things for them- selves and many of jthem have,turned out skiliful work. ~Some of the pleces can bo called beautiful and ej2al the work of good carpenters and joiners. The articles are of various kinds-—tahles, Indian clubs, stards, chess boards, card receivers, cake dishes, foot rests, ete.; One beautiful piece of work is a standing ghess board made by a first year scholar., The:board is made of five different kinds of wood neatly inlaid and Is supported upon a finely turned leg. Arother pupil has made a miniature motor entirely without assistance. It is no play- thing, but runs as smoothly and is as skill- fully put together as those for sale in stores. A prospective architect has molded and put tcgether the columns .of a store front. A unique article is a castor, the frame being entirely of wood and ve turned, and which will undoubtedly be more highly prized by the recipient than a solid silver one. Indian clubs, foot rests and chess boards seem to be the favorites of the boys this year and most of them are beauti- ful specimens of inlaid work. The course of study covers two years. The first year is occupied with drawing, grinding edge tools, carpenter work, glueing, finishing and varnishing. The first seven menths are devoted to making examples and the last three to comstruction of more diffi- cult articles. The first seven months of the second year are Aevoted to mechanical drawing, casting in plaster paris, lead and type metal, and three months to construc- tion. Curving had also been included in the course, but lack “of room has crowded it out. Girls were especially interested in this work and a large class of them was at one time occupled with it. The department started out in the fall with 125 names on the roll. The number has decreased to eighty at the present time. study some will be found whose interest the work will wane and who will consequently drep out Some also have left the school to enter upon various occupations in the world. Of the present numbers fifty-five are in the first year's course and the rest In the second year. They are divided into five classes, to each of which an hour in given. The instructor says that the pupils are deeply interested in the work and spend as much time on it as they can. The busy whirr of the lathes, the scraping of ths planes and the repeated blcws of the hammers which greet a visitor bear out the truth of the statement. A view of the workshops shows how much more interest is shown than in the class rooms of Latin, Greek and algebra, which are more highly prized in public estima- tion. Mr. J. E. Wigman is the teacher and is a practical mechanic.. He appears to be much liked by his pupils, probably because he is able and always willing to help the boys in any of their difficulties. He has been a conscientious worker and is to be congratulated upon the popularity of his department, which has continued despite the many discouragements in the lack of facilities. He will attend the national meet- ing of teachers of manual training schools to be held in Philadelphia this summer. It is hoped by the friends of this work that better arrangements will be made In the near futare for this branch of public education which is continually growing in importar Other cjties have recognized its werth and have given it large and ade- quate buildings. It is the hope of the instructor that the much talked of anuex and perhaps a separate building will. soon be erected on the grounds and quarters assigned in it. More modern means of Instruction are also to be desired. Cheap does not mean poor in quality. It means a great deal for the money paid. In this sense, and in this only MURRAY & LANMAN'S FLoRIDA WATER is the cheapest perfume, as it is also the most delightful. Low priced substitutes are dear at any price Insist on having the GENUINE Murray & Lanman's FLORIDA WATER. system are 1l equipped; som 4 pro- knowledge 1d pleas- In training was the the Ar- seeming | BEE: SUNDAY, JUNE 10, 1894- “T0o estimate its value the historical stu eagerly such a serics by Napoleon and his Marsh posed him would be seised on, if they could be Lost, San Francisco. nt has only to s and the Gener scovered to-day."! think lotw ho ope ening #2 O PEOPLE'S PICTORIAL ) The Only History of the Great Cuwvil War Written by Those Who FFought It—and There- Jore the Only History That Is Authoritative. ‘Part Seven Contains: The Continuation of the Thrilling Story of The Opening of the Lower Mississippi and the Capture of New Orleans. 2 O (From the Century War Book.) CAPTAIN THEODORUS BAILEY AND LIEUTENANT GEORGE H. PE| WAY TO DENAND THE SURRENDER OF NoW ORLEANS. O THEIR “Two ofMicers of the United States navy were walking abreast, unguarded and OF left. niover frowning, naver AinehIng. while the mob sctoam helk Sarec” abosk ook o n 5201810 thelr faces. curaed and crowdad. ind gnwshud Woon thes. 38 AFoneh ihe Eiias of & R Ger ST M st bt e M 8 et S THE UNION SIDE. & The conclusion of Admiral Porter's |1. Article on “‘The Union Side’ oi the famous passage of the forts at the entrance of the Mississippl. THE CONFEDERATE SIDE. An intensely interesting article by Captain Beverley Kennon, Come mander of the Confederate vessel QGovernor Moore, disabled by the :an:&cola, of Admiral Farragut' eet. “New Orleans Before the Capture,’” by the famous novelist George W, Cable, who was alad in New Orleans at the time. He graphically de- scribes, from the Confederate point of view, the landing of Captain Bal« ley and his walk through the hostile crowd to demand the surrender. 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