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Show . rOLLYS LODGER. T was a beautiful August morning one of those clous motnlngs, when the air Is full of melt-f(- ! ipXjLOff lng blue light, and 1 ifilv IH' the leaves flutter softly and ihe very brown sparrows dart In and out under tbe eaves in an ecstacy of tiny delight. And the golden darts of sunshine, peeping through tbe shabby brown moreen curtains at Mo. 19 Darrel street, made a little around Polly aureole of brightness Hopkins' brown braids, as Bhe sat with the account book in her lap and the top of the pencil between her teeth. Thirteen, said Polly, indistinctly, on account of the pencil, "and three are sixteen and three are nineteen! Three and three are six and thirteen are nineteen. That's all I can make of it, do what 1 will! Oh, dear! "Polly, what a noise you are making! said a gently reproachful voice llow do from the adjoining room, you suppose I can get a divine repose into my 'Evangeline's' face if you keep on chattering so? Polly rose up, stowed the pencil behind her car, took the account book under Iter arnt and went into the other room, where Miss Musidora Hopkins, her elder sister, stood before an easel, with her yellow hair coiled carelessly around her head and her slim, pretty form enshrouded in a brown linen painting blouse. And at one glance it easy to Bee that in the Hopkins family Musidora represented the ideal at d Polly the practical. "Musidora, said the little brown-eye- d maiden, "is there sny chance of your getting & purchaser for that picture on exhibition at Monroe's? I dont know. I'm sure," said Musidora, stepping back a pace or two to obtain a better view of "Evangelines nose. "Because, if there isnt, added Polly, desperately, we can't pay the rent deli-summ- er J Itl w.-i- brown-clecke- d, that's all. despair, Polly, said Musidora, "no one can hope to be a genius with such a sister as you. To conceive a grand idea one's mind must he entirely at ease. To portray that idea ond must be free from every lurking care." "But the rent must be paid, persisted Polly. "Sell something, then. "But what? "The little silver teapot. "I sold that last week, sighed PolIn ly. "The barometer. "That is already offered In Schneider's window. Aunt Janets gold beads." "We paid the grocer yesterday with Aunt Janet's gold beads. Well something then anything, 1 dont care what. Didn't that old lady decide to take the furnished room up- stairs? Polly shook her head dolorously. "There are so many furnished rooms to let. said she. "Well, then, we had better sell the furniture," said Musidora, frowning at her palette. But dont be vexed, Musidora, after we've eaten and drank and lived that out. Then, said Musidora, tragically, At all events, Polly, "we'll starve! leave me in peace now until I've dreamed out Evangeline's face. And Polly trudged downstairs, saying to herself: "I wish I was a genius like Musidora. Geniuses don't feel care and debt and poverty like other folks do. Just as this fancy was passing through her head, she found herself face to fare with a stout gentleman in gray, with-- ruddy face and a clear blue a eye. "Hello, little girl, said he, good "don't run over me! Where's the woman of the house?" I am the woman of the house. said Polly, with dignity. You? said the mhl.le-age- d gentleman. "Whcw-w-w- ! Beg pardon. I'm sure: but tbe sign ou the door "A furnished room to let, said PolQuite right, sir; would ly, eagerly. at it?" look to like jou I dont mind, said the gentleman. "Is the house quiet? Any other lodgers? The house is very quiet, sir, said roily. "And there's only one old lady who is quite deaf and rather nearsighted and only goes out on Sundays Mrs. Jenks. her name la." That will suit me to a T, said the stout gentleman, surveying the neat little room, with Its pale green carpet, its suite of cottage furniture and the water color drawings on the wail, and I like the room. It seems clean nnd coo!, and Its windows open to the south I like a southern aspect. It's as good for ppople as it is for peaches! How Iu advance, of much a week? course? "Five dollars, sir, said Polly, expectantly. "It's a bargain, Baid the stout gentleman, pulling out a bill. "Here's the first week. My trunks will come thia afternoon. Please send up towels and hot water at once. Polly went down stairs, secretly wondering what she should do. "11s wants towels and hot water, said she to herself, "and I've no maid to send with em. Very welll Lodgers don't grow on every bush. Ill be tbe maid. And Polly tied a great checked gingham apron above her dress, obscured her head and face in a Shaker bonnet, gave the end of her nose a dab with the stove blacking and went upstairs again with half a dozen clean towela over her arm and a pitcher of hot water in her hand. "Please sir, said she, trying to talk through her nose in Imitation of the maid servant next door, who was troubled with catarrh, "heres the things. "Ah!" said the stout gentleman, who stood on the hearth with his back to the place where the fire would hhve been, If there had bepn any Are. "Put em down, my good girl. I say." Sir? "What'B the name of your mistress? "Which, sir? "Are there two of 'em? demanded the stout gentleman. "Oh, yes, sir. There's Miss Musidora Hopkins she's a great genius and paints pictures. And there's Miss Polly, that ain't a genius aud keeps answered the sol dlsant" house," domestic. And which of 'em showed me up here? That was Miss Polly, sir. "Ah! the one that ain't n genius. "Yes, please, sir. "She's a pretty girl, anyhow, said the stout gentleman. You may go now, Betsy. And Polly scudded out of the room like a mouse from a trap. Musidora was still dreaming in front of tbe unfinished canvas, when her sister darted in, waving a crumpled bank note in the air. "Polly, said Musidora, "what is all this about? Weve got a lodger," said Polly, triThe furnished rAm is umphantly. let, and heres the first weeks pay in advance, and we can settle our rent now! Three cheers for the new lodger! And Polly spun around on her foot like Fanny Ellsler. "Perhaps he wont be suited! Perhaps he wont Btay! said Musidora, dubiously. But then again, perhaps be will, chirped Polly. The stout gentleman did stay. He made himself friends with every one. He treated the deaf old ladys sick canary in a manner which filled that ancient personages venerable head with joy; he suggested new subjects to Musidora, the genius; he told Polly of an excellent way to take the spot of kerosene out of the carpet He paid So the stout gentleman came la and seated himself on a corner of th kit1 chea table. "Miss Polly, said he. Sir?" said Polly. I'm just forty years old." Are you, sir? said Polly, thinking within herself, Now, he's going to tell me about Musidora. "Should you consider that too old to marry? went on Mr. Warrener, solicitously. Oh, dear, no, responded Polly. "Should you think any young lady would accept me if I were to propose? he queried. "Oh, dear, yes! Polly answereJ. "Would you? "I? said Polly, dropping her iron custard spoon in astonishment. "Yes, you. "But I thought It was Musidora that you liked. "I do like Musidora, said Mr. Warrener, but I love little Polly." Polly Hopkins never know how it was that she found herself crying on the middle-age- d lodgers shoulder, and he was patting her head and soothing her as if she were a child. "And so you really do like me a little, Bald Mr. Werrener, in a voice that Bounded husky. "My gem my dear little pearl of Pollys! So all the poverty and grinding and pinching came to an eud. And Polly never told hpr husband until after they were married of the little deceit she had practiced on him regarding the question of Betsy. "And you really blacked my boots?" said Mr. Warrener, reproachfully. Yes, nodded Polly, because I did so want you to be suited. In suited now, said Mr. Warrener, for life. N. Y. Ledger. IGNORANCE. Who Led the King of Slain About Loudon Had Trouble. The King of Siam has proved himself to be familiar with English history. He has not passed a regular examination, but lias shown himself acquainted with the occupants of the tombs in Westminster Abbey, which 1b about the same. The King was shown about Englands Valhalla by Canon Wilber-forcHe coldly passed by the statues of Pitt, Livingstone and llcrschel in the nave, but paused before that of Darwin. Darwin, great man, I know him, he remarked. The helmet worn by Henry V. at Agincourt was shown him. He looked at it carefully and inquired its weight. He seemed surprised when told that It weighed nine pounds, twelve ounces. When shown the flags of the Knights of the Bath, he asked for the Duke of Wellington's. Queen Elizabeth's tomb impressed him greatly. All of a sudd an he said, Where is Mary? No one knew exactly what he meant. Then he went on, Mary Mary, Queen of Scots. She was beheaded, he addd. Thia circumstance seemed to Impress him, for in a moment he said: Where is the other? Soon it was understood that decapitation was the connecting link and that he wished to see the tomb of Charles the First. He was disappointed to learn that Charles was buried at Windsor. In the Poets Corner Tennyson and Scott received most of his attention. At St. Frni's be was shown the memorial of General Gordon, but shocked his guides by inquirWho was ing with great sincerity: Oh, he was a man General Gordon? very well known In the East, was the only answer thought necessary. Altogether Chulalongkom showed himself "I? SAID POLLY. to be a pretty fair historian, but better his rent at 6 o'clock precisely every posted in ancient than modern events. Saturday evening, and never found out that it was Polly who hung the fresh Costly towels over his door knob, and blacked The United States archives Include the boots he put out every day, with a some very costly as well as Interestten cent piece beside them. do must it, said Polly, ing papers. The papers of George Somebody in 336 volumes, cost when Musidora reproached her with the Washington, Madisons papers, in James 345,000. And as long as we can't menial task. were 75 purchased for 325,000. volumes, a I? aiford servant, why not She was a little surprised, though, Tbe papers of Thomas Jeflerson, In when Mrs. JenkB, the deaf lodger, told 137 volumes, were acquired at a cost her that she had heard frfim Mrs. Ste- of 320,000, besides 30.000 appropriated e volphen Sudbury, who had it from old for their publication. Sixty-fivHamilton's Alexander umes of papers, Miss Pelican, who knew all about the family, that Mr. Dudley Warrener (the bought for 320,000. The papers of stout, middle-age- d gentleman) waB a James Monroe, consisting of 22 volrich bachelor, with everything that umes, were bought for 320,000. Benheart could wish and a spice of eccen- jamin Franklins papers. In 32 volumes, were bought In 1882, at a cost tricity thrown in. do added And people the 'leaf of 335,000. any, Although the government paid 3165,-00- 0 lady, "that hes in love with one of you for these papers, they are regarded girls. "Musidora, of course, said Polly. as priceless. Still, they are not so valHe often goes to sit in the studio of an uable as the papers of the Continental And nobody ccould help Congress, which are included in the afternoon. colection of the department of state. falling in love with Musidora. And Polly went up to her own room and cried a little, probably at the idea To Make Caramel CiMtard. of losing Musidora. custards melt six ordinary-size- d For It would be so lonesome, said sbe six of sugar, stirring tablespoonfuls to herself. Oh, so lonesome, with Mr. carefully to prevent burning. Puur Into Warrener gone and Musidora. of the custard She was making a custard for tea the bottom whirl that the cups, giveso of a each sort sure? that afternoon, when Mr. Warreners Beat three sides. the eggs line footstep rang on the kitchen threshadd three tablewithout separating; old. half a teaspoonful "1 beg your pardon, Miss Polly, said spoonfuls of sugar, a and a half of and cup of vanilla, he, looking Bomewhat disconcerted. "1 I wanted Betsy to post a letter for milk. Stir until the sugar Is dissolved; pour the mixture into the cups on top me. She Isnt in just now, said Polly, of tbe caramel. Stand in a baking-pa- n half filled with water, and cook in turning very red. the oven fifteen minutes. Turn while "Can I come In? said Mr. Warrehot from the cups. Serve cold. Mrs. ner. S. T. llorer in todies Home Journal. said Polly. "Why, certainly, (Snides e. . ijo-al- way and be became WERE TOLD OF DEATH ill When his wife tried to cheer him he said brusquely, Its no use. I composed that Requiem for myself and it will lie played IMPENDING CALAMITY FOREat my funeral. Nothing could rid his WARNS THE SENSES. mind of this idea. Nay, he was even convinced that the stranger was a visVictim of the Parle Fir Who Dreamed itor from the other world, who had of Her Frightful Doom Proaidaut Lincoln Saw DU Our a Aasaaalnaltoii A Limned While llo Slept, the New York Herald: There Is a very interesting paper on presentiments suggested, of course, by the come to warn him of his approaching end. So he worked at the Requiem until it was finished, but when the stranger came for It Mozart was dead. ROM terrible Paris fire in that Btaid and reliable periodical, SCIENTIFIC EATING, To eat that which tastes good regardless of its dietetic value is the only guide which too many follow in the selection of their daily food. That there are ingredients in some foods that are much more appropriate than others for the uses of persons who follow certain occupations, has probably never occurred to them. the Journal des Debats. It Is from the pen of Henri De Parville, than whom there Is no greater authority on matters relating The man who eats three meals a to hallucination, second sight, obses- day whether he craves them or not, sion and kindred subjects. First the fact is noted that Mme. Julie Garivet, one of the victims of the fire, had a clear presentiment of her death. When she bade her friends good-b- y on tbe morning of the fatal day it was evident that she never expected to see them agaia. She said that during the night she had suffered from a frightful nightmare, and that she had dreamed of being burned alive. Equally singular was the recent experience of a Parisian doctor. This gentleman was taking a walk one aftei noo.i when suddenly the thought struck him that his house might catch fire during his absence. There was apparently no reason why any such accident should take place; nevertheless, the doctor hurried home, and, sure enough, as he approached the dwelling he saw volumes of smoke pouring from one of the chimneys. Rushing in, he found that the flue in the room adjoining his own had caught fire. Thanks to his presentiment, he was soon able to quench the flames. The Annales des Sciences Psychiqucs recounts two similar examples of exceptional value. President Lincoln, it says, had an unerring presentiment that he would be assassinated. During the night preceding his death he dreamed that he walked down a flight of Btairs which were draped with black cloth. When he asked the cause of this mourning he was told that the States had president of the United been killed at the opera house. lie told Mrs. Lincoln of his dream, and she begged him, hut In vain, not to go to the theater that evening. He smiled at her fear and went calmly out to meet his doom. The second story recalls the mysterious tragedy of Louis II of Bavaria. This mad monarch threw himself into Stornberg lake, which surrounded his palace, and dragged down to death with him his physician, Dr. Von Gud-dewho had plunged into the water in the hope of saving him. Now, a few days before bis death. Von Gud-de- n had dreamed that he was struggling in the water while vainly trying to save another man from drowning. He told his wife about the dream and after his death she told the story to the Anthropological society of Munich. Equally singular are the stories told about Mr. De Lerlzolles. This gentleman waB recently crossing a mountain at a little distance from his home when he suddenly received, as it were, a severe shock, which plunged him into the deepest melancholy, lie felt as though he had been struck by a clinched fist, and for a few minutes his anguish was extreme. His first thought was that some terrible calamity had happened to him or his family, and that he would hear of it on his arrival at home. He was right. Hardly had he crossed the threshold of his home when he received a dispatch announcing the death of his father. On another occasion Mr. De was traveling with his wife, and she remarked one morning that she had not been able to sleep during n, merely because he has been accustomed to do so from his youth up, probably does not realize that he is doing more than his duty by his digestive He has never realized, bepowers. cause he has never tried, the benefits of abstinence, and would no more miss a square meal than he would forego any other reasonable pleasure that came in his way. Whoever eats until there is a feeling of sluggishness and drowsiness succeeding the act is, and, very likely, unconsciously, overtaxing his physical nature. The fact Is that almost all persons not only eat too much, but they do not select those foods that will do them the best service. Those who are in. :ned to take on are very often inordinately fond of sweet and starchy articles of dit, and these' aie, as a matter of course, the very things whfch they ought to use with the utmost caution. Such persons wuuld he greatly benefited by a diet such as has been prescribed by some of the must eminent medical and scientific experts, and which 1b to be tried in some of the argicultural colleges by the students themselves in order to test the question practically, and upon those who are intelligent enough to follow out and see for their own satisfaction what will come from a strict adherence to rules. flesh It has been tested and proven past a shadow of controversy or dispute that to frequently abstain from a regular meal Is to give the digestive organs a much needed rest and to allow the system to clear itself of a great amount of waste matter. Those who doubt this might for experiment's sake try the following diet and see if their bodily and mental condition is not greatly Improved by the regimen: Bread. 16 ounces; potatoes, 16 ounces; milk, 28 ounces; butter, 2 ounces, and steak fourteen ounces. Eggs and soup are to be used as a variety. Very few people realize the fact that water is one of the most important items In a general diet. Most people consume too little fluid, and the consequence is a feverish state of the blood and general irritability and uneasiness. Attempts at strict dieting often proves a failure because the appetite leadB the subject so far afield. The goodies of life are too tempting to be resisted, and all effortB come to naught. Even babies and small children cry for candy and cake and tarts, and because their mothers and nurses are sometimes weak and Indulgent the little ones suffer. Elwrtrie rower In Afrlra. Attention was recently called in this column to the proposed use of the cataracts of the Nile for the generation of electric power. At a meeting of the Institution of Civil Engineers in ton-du- n a short time ago, Professor Forbes reported that he had been consulted the night, as she had constantly be- about another similar enterprise in the dark continent." This was a proposifore her eyes her dear friend, Mme. De tion to employ the Victoria Falls of to the vision.seemed B., who. according to bo dying. As Mme. De U. was sup- the Zambesi river in supplying electric posed to he in excellent health, Mr. De power to the gold mines in Matabcle-lan- d and the Transvaal. He thought the Lerlzolles assured hiB wife that there was no significance in her waking scheme was not so chimerical as it had dream. But his wife would not he con- at first appeared to him. In his opinvinced, and, indeed, a letter came in a ion the distance over which power few days telling them of Mme. De B.s might he profitably transmitted by electricity was not far short of 1,090 unexpected death. hundred cases, somewhat sim- miles. Eight ilar to this last one, are recorded in a book published some time ago iu EngII Could Vote. land. In each case some wrson saw Voter I challenge Shamus Macfogar-t- y. a ghost or apparition of some living He's no dimmycrat relative or friend at tho precise moChairman Give in yer ividenre. ment when this relative or friend was Voter His wife borrows butter of on the point of dying. Mrs. Robinson, a republican. If it wore not for a presentiment MoChairman But I hear she never pays zart would probably never have com- It back. Yer all right, Mr. Macfogarty. One Ye can vote. Boston posed his Immortal "Requiem. Transcript day, while he was Bitting alone, lo3t in a melancholy reverie, a stranger enSIuReum Kpleodib tered the room, and, laying a hand"The rubber-ma- n thought he would some sum of money on the table, rebe safe in treating the dwarf girl to lea quested him to compose a Requiem iu memory of a dear friend who had cream. Well, how did it come out? just died. Mozart agreed to do so, an "Gracious, instead of taking half a he began work at onre. Night ana Detroit Free and day be labored with extra irdinary plateful she ate three. leal, until, finally, his strength gave Press. |