OCR Text |
Show . : C-- -f - - THURSDAY JULY 10, 1890. . THJj SALT LAKE TIMES, This week will give special sales in lee,Mwmteiiilfini Will Sell: Lawn Chairs at $1.25, worth 1.75, A No. 1 Corded Hammock,. 90c. One lb Choice Japan Tea, 30c. One box 25 Habanna Cigars, $1.50. " " 50 Virginia " $1.75. Call Ye Smokers and Give Our Habannas a Trial. 13 WEST THE FAIR, FIEST SOUTH ST HOTELS. WALKEU .V HOUSE. The Walker is Located in the Business Center of this City and has all the Modern Improvements & Conveniences Pertaining toa strictly first-clas- s houso It is managed as well as any hotel in the West and is strict ly the Business and Tour-ist Hotel of Bait Lake Oily. Passenger .Elevator. The Walker & the Metropolitan Are the Two Leading Hotels of Salt . Lake City. G. S. EKB Prop r. THE CULLEN. THE Modern Hotel op SALT LAKE CITY. S. C. EWING, Proprietor. The Inter-Mounta- in Abstract Co. (INCORPORATED.) ''.' Capital, $100,000. We are prepared to furnish complete abstracts for all real estate in Salt Lake county. ' : . ; THOMAS HOMER, Manager. Office 233 Main street, under Bank of Salt Lake. Utah and Montana lafcry tap? C. P. MASON, Manager, Headquarters for all Glasses of Machinery. Engines and Boilers from power ana upwards in stock forimaia diate delivery. Steam Pumps, Injectors, Horse Whims, Hoisting Engines-Roc- Breakers, Wall's Rolls, Ingersoll Air Compressors and Drill, Lubrt eating Oils, Mine, Mill and Smeller Supplies, Silver, Gold and Concentre! I g Mills erected and delivered in running order. Mate Olce and Warerooms 259 S. Main Street, Salt Late U.S. AGENCY. BUTTE. MONTANA. ' ' D. VAN BUSKIRK. OFFICE OF T. C. STEB3W S The Van Buskirk Investmsnt Co. GENERAL REAL ESTAlE BUSINESS TRANSACTED. SPECIAL ATTENTION T3 TBS FORMING OF SYNDICATES. AGENTS FOR EASTERN CAPITAL We do not handle SNAPS, but GOOD .BARGAINS ! EXPERIENCED OPERATORS and Members of the REAL ESTATE EXCHASSI 179 MAIN STREET, corner Second South. Ladies Bazaar, ARTISTIC NEEDLEWORK. Removed to 323 S- - Main Street Choice line of Piano Covers, Table Covers, Toilet Sets, Opera Bags, Sofa Pillows, Hand Bags Bureau and Sideboard Scarfs, Silk Drapes, Cen-ter Piecesand Doylies' Summer Cor-sets, Swiss Embroidered ADrons, Ruching, Ribbon and Zephyr, Wash Silks, Linens and all kinus of mater-ials. Stamping Done : Lessons Given A. S. Webster. A. M. Webster. KELLY & COMPANY Printers, Blank-Boo- k Makers and Stationers. No. 46 W. Second South St. Salt Lake, Utart Our facilities for doing First-Clas- s Job Print-ing are of the newest and best. Books Ruled, Printed and Bound to Order. Samples of Railroad, Mining, Bank and Mer-cantile Work always on hand. Complete line of Office Supplies, embracing the most approved Labor-Savin- and Economical Inventions. Prices Low. , Call on Us. Incoporated. April 10, 18S0. Teton Hsuss Biiili Conpj, J. T. Lynch, F. P. Mogenson, B. K. Hickok. President. Treasurer.. General Manager. ... Salt Lake, Utah. This company is purely a home institution, organized to Slav, and most re-spectfully invites the attention of those desiring cottages, either for homes or for sale, to the neat, tasty and attractive appearance presented by this class of co-ttages when completed. We claim that they are stronger anil wanner than the ordinary rustic building, tho sections all being made and put together by m-achinery, thereby making the work perfectly tight. We are now prepared to fu-rnish estimates, take contracts and complete buildings on short time. The pa-tronage of the public is most respectfully solicited. Office and yard No. 250 West North Temple street. . Examine Our Nans and Prices Before You Build. GEO. HUSLER. H. WALLACE, Manager, Utah Cracker Factory, Manufacturers of the Celebrated BRAND OF FINE CRACKERS:- - 27 E. THIRD SOUTH ST. Salt Lake City, Utah. Lombard Investment Co. OF Kansas City, Mo., and Boston, Miss. Branch office for Utah and southern Idaho, Corner First South and Main Streets Salt Uike City, trtuli. W. H. DALE, - Manager. ' Makes Louns on Farm and City Property at Easy Rates. NORTH STAR : Refrigerator o a h its hwrFffizffit-- 4 s. a Twiii B- - ft at fV, j '-- vk?asJ: w u IN I m s K sCTft ivf fr&t 4"r vM K 'a $-- 1 JSfKk it VI I Sold. Only lay ttJ.9 Salt Lake Hardware Co, 32 WEST SECOND SOUTH STREET. Headquarters for Rubber Hose, Lawn Mowers, Hammocks, Guns, Fishing Tackle and Sporting Goode. J C. Conklin, STOCKBROKER, Mining Stocks and Other Securities Bought and Sold. realerln REAL ESTAFE AND. MINES. Member of Salt Lake Stock Exchanai and of Salt Lake Real Estate Exchange Seventeen Years a resident of Salt Lake City Correspondence Solicited. on Natiouil Bank. Deseret National Bank. TJfcvh National Bank, K Dooly, Manager W eils, Fargo it Co., Salt Lake Room 20, second floor. Wasatch building. Price & Clarki Dealers in Poultry and all Kinds of Game j Fruits, Vegetables, etc., iu season. No. 68 Wt VirM Rj,ih".tN.t, opp,. i RWfc. i 4.- -. and 4R. Wasatch Block . SALT LAKE CITY. Eights and Scenes in and Around the Interaountain Metropolis! PLACES OF INTEREST TO VISIT0E3. A GUIDE TO THE TOURIST. Useful Information for the Investor, th Home-Seek- er and the Visitor. Salt Lake' Location, Attractions and Climate. Oarfleld Beach and Other Summer Resort t The city of Salt Lake has a fame whlcs reaches around the world. The population Is about 55,000, and is Increasing at a rapid rate. It 1h situated at the base of the Wasatch mountains in a lovely valley, rich in agricul-tural resources and Is eighteen miles distant fram Great Salt Lake. Its elevation above sea level is 4,350 feet. There are many points of Interest to visitors in the city and near It Here are some of thera: : Tjl xemple. This magnificent croam-whit- e granite struc-ture was begun April 6, 1SB3. It is 100300 feet, the walls are 100 feet high, and the towers, wheni completed, will be U00 feet in. height. Over f.l.HX),000 have been expended on the Temple, and It is now nearlug completion. In the same stmare with the temple is the spa-cious buildiug calloii The Tabernacle. Here are held the services of the Mormon church, and these are attended every Hunday by immense congregations of people, both Mormon and Gentile, The structure is oval in shape, seventy-liv- e feet high and 250x160 feet in length and breadth. It has a Beating capa-city of ia.000 people, and here may be heard what Is claimed to be the finest organ in the world. Pat tl once sang in the tabernacle, and demonstrated that its acoustic powers are very flue. The Gardo Hons, or Amelia Palace, was built by Btigham Young who willed that it should le the residence of his favorite wife. Amelia Folsom Young, but since his death it has been used as the official residence of dignitaries of the church. Brlgham Young's Residences, known as the Bee-Hiv- e and the Lion House are structures, curious from as-sociations. These are situated in what was once Brlgham Young's domain, all of which has passed into other hands, save the large lot In which is Brlgham Young's Grave. This can be reached by passing through the Eagle Gate, an archway in the old mud wall which at one time encompassed Brlgham's pri-vate property. One or two of the prophet's wives repose beside his last resting place. A slab of granite rovers the grave and there Is space left near by for the graves of his other wives. Ueseret Museum. This Institution is situated on South Temple street, directly opposite Temple square. It contains a large number of interesting curios-ities, chiefly pertaining to the early history of Utah. It is well worth a visit. Prospect Hill Iwith its lookout tower commands a splendid 'view of the city and its Burrouudings. The Tithing Building; possesses interest as being the general depot for t axes collected by the Mormon church from its disciples. Liberty Park, In the southeastern portion of the city is a beautiful resort and can be reached by rapid transit trains. The Chamber of Commerce, on Second South street, is visited by those who take an interest in the commercial standing of the city. There are several large cases con-taining specimens of Utah's mineralogy which attract much attention. " The Grand Opera House, on Second South street, is under able manage-ment and is handsomely and comfortably fitted up. Some of the best talent in the coun-try is constantly passing between the Atlantio and the Pacific, and Salt Lake City is always made a stopping place for performances, either the opera house or the Salt Lake Theater being selected. This latter place of amuse-ment was built by Brlgham Young over thirty years ago. It is a large and beautiful temple and is comfortably arranged. Assembly Hall, near the temple, is used in winter for worship by the Mormons, the tabernacle being too large to admit of proper heating. Assembly hall is l'30xB8 feet, and cost $150,000. The ceiling is dec-orated with church pictures, among them the Angel Moroni disclosing the hiding place of the golden plates to Joseph Smith. The Natatorium is a large circular bathing house, tho center of which, under a glass roof, is a swimming pool. The water is brought in pipes from Beck's Hot Springs. There are also a large number of bathrooms. Electric Street Cars i connect with every point of interest In the city. The system is new and the appointments good. Rapid transit is assured. Camp Douglas, three miles east of the city and over 400 feet above it, is beautifully laid out in the midst of luwns and orchards, and the barracks and bouses of the ofllcers are built of stone. The post commnnds a wide view of the city and beyond where Great Salt Lake lies like molten silver at the foot of the western mountains. Beck's Hot Springs are in "the northern part of the city about three miles from the business center. They issue from the base of the mountains, and are regarded as a very valuable aid in cases of rheumatism. dyspepsia and scrofula. The waters are used both in-ternally and externally, and there is an excellent bath house and necessary appointments for the comfort of patients. The Warm Sulphur Springs are between the Hot Springs and the city, about oue mile from the posioiuce. There is a g od hotel and comfortable b ith house in conneo-t.o- n with the springs, and they can be reached by street railway. The Mountain! are unsurpassed in magnificent canyons, and at least a dozen of the grandest are within reach of the oity. These invite the tourist to spend days, weeks or months among their wild recesses to nsh, to hunt, to scale the pe;iks and ridges, and to gather wild flowers by the sides of mossy springs, beneath the shade of umbrageous pines. Big Cottonwood canyon should be seen by every tourist. Here are lake Mary and Martha from which flows the turbulent Cottonwood river; and at the base of the mountains are lakes Blanche, Florence and Lillian. Besides these are Mills creek, Parley's, Emigration, and City Creek canyons, all extremely picturesque and delightfully romantic. Pleasant Drives abound in scores around the outskirts of the city; along the quiet, country roads, and through the lanes dividing meadows of rich green alfalfa and fields of grain; while the majestio mountains are never entirely lost sight of. From under the branches of trees and above hedges of the wild dog-ros- e glimpses are caught of suow.covered peaks. A drive to Fort Douglas, and then a mile further on to the mouth of Emigration canyon is most delightful. It was hero that the sight of the Mormon pioneers wis tirst made glad by the vast expanse of Salt Lake valley sud-denly bursting upon them, on the '.Mth of July, 1S47. . ' The Great Salt Lake. "I think." says Ernest Ingersoll, "few per- sons ivallae how wonderfully, strangely beautiful this inland sea is." and speaking (If its sunsets l'hll Robinson has said: -- Where have 1 not seen sunsets, by land and sea. in Asia, Africa. Europe and America, and where can T say I have ever seen irioro wonderons coloring, more electrify tug effects than in the sunset on the Great Salt Lake of Utah.'' Salt Lake is as beautiful a sheet of water as can be found anywhere. The waves are a bright blue or green, and as they dance on its surface it would be hard to tell which color prevails. It is dotted with beautiful islands. and it affords the finest salt water bathing in the world. . . Garfield Beach is within easy distance of the city, being but eighteen miles of a ride by train. Here is four, every luxury and comfort for a dip 'i the mysterious sea. and also all the things nec-essary for the comfort of tha inner man The cafe affords enjoyable meals at reasonable prices, and row boat s are to be had for a quiet pull' on the waters which possess a romantto interest for every visitor. The management of the accommodations at Gartleld Beacti is under the direction of the Union Pacific Rail-way company, as is that at Lake Park nnder the supervision of the Rio Grande West-ern. This resort is north of the cltv, about half way between Salt Lake and Cgden. aud is much frequent.! by visitors. It is" similar in attractiveness to (iarueld, and ia well wortlir a 'visit. ly up and down the room. It waa true. On the morrow ho was to fight., On the morrow, pistol in hand, he would be risking his own life to take another's. His life! Great God, did it belong to him? Had he the right to dispose of it? Did ho not owe it, as much as money, to those who depended upon him? Were he dead, What would be the fate of his wife and children, thrown helpless on the mercies of his terrible creditors? He had no money. There was not a hun-dred francs in the house. His sole for-tune was in his pen, his talent, his brain. Where would they be And his little wife, so fragile, so deli-cate, what waa in store for her? The hospital? And after that? And his chil-dren Goorget, so bright, so happy, so intelligent; his little girl, his merry fairy what would become of them? Fougeret continued to pace nervously up and down the floor. The veins in his temples throbbed until they seemed on the point of bursting. He moistened his handkerchief and wound it about his head. The cold water helped to cool his burning brain. Now he saw it all clear-er. He had exaggerated the situation; a duel was not necessarily fatal, Had he not already fought three of them, and was he not alive on the eve of tho fourth? Yes; but then he was alono in the world. His life was his own; he had tho right to dispose of it as ho pleased. Ho had given no portion of his life to a wife; no chil-dren to leave behind, fatherless, penni-less and heirless. And as these thoughts again began to surge through his aching brain ho fancied he could see the shining barrel of a pistol, with the little, round, dark hole aimed directly between his eyes. He tried in vain to change the current of his thoughts. They refused to vanish. He was responsible for the care of those he loved. They lived by him, and they would perish without him. The ball that struck him would take more than one life. There would be three other tion was assured, and he consequently began to acquire enemies. A collection of his articles from The Vert Vert into a volume entitled "Contes Roses" drew from the pen of the bilious St. Landry a critique so scathing, bo bitter, so unjust, that Fougeret,' acting on the advice of his friends, had sent his seconds to the jealous writer. And he would be on the field as calm and careless as he had been before. What better satisfaction could be given him? Nothing could be more agreeable, thought Fougeret,' as he halt-ed before his modest little house and turned the key in the door. "At last, Armand," said a soft voice coming from tho kitchen; "I am so glad. Wait in the dining room; dinner is ready." He entered the room. The table was set with four plates, and the room looked so cozy and pleasant that tho young man gavo vent to a contented sigh. The next moment tho door of the kitchen opened, revealing a dainty little woman, some-what pale, with very blue eyes and very blonde hair, holding a smoking soup tureen, and followed by a baby, who solemnly brought up the rear with tho ladle. "How is this?" inquired Armand, sit-ting down and unrolling his napkin, af-ter having tenderly kissed his wil'o and children ; "you are waiting on the table? Where is RoBe?" "Rose?" replied the littlo woman, with va shade of embarrassment, "she has goue. 1 sent her away." "Sent her away?" said Armand,' sur-prised, "and why?" ".She was dishonest," replied Clandine, "and I could not keep her. So I paid her a week in advanco and dismissed her. You owe your dinner to Georget and me." "Yes," said Georget, gravely, "it was us. Don't you like the soup, papa?" "Excellont," declared Armand; "I congratulate you on your skill. But," lnwerinc his voice, "where did vou cot the money to pay her with?" "I used what you gavo me for the house tliis week. I knew that since your new hook-i- s nearly finished yon could go to your publisher and ask an advance." Armund trembled. "So we can get along nicely," his wifo; "I would rather wait until your novel was finished, but I do not think I aui strong enough to go without eating until then. I have the will, but not the substance, you know." 'But you shall have the money' broke in Annaud; "you must not tire yourself out. I will have it I will take it 200 300 francs, if you wish." "That will be better," said Claudine, with a charming air of content, "because now I will not have to part with my pi-ano. I wanted to koep it a secret from you, but I found it a superfluous luxury, and they were coming to take it away. With the 300 francs we can get a nurse for the little one and so many other tilings." "I boo," said Armand, with a sad nnile, "that the money will not last very long." "But in three weeks your novel will be finished and then we shall be rich again. Then I shall have a new dross. Look, I have made thisone over so many times that there is scarcely anything left to hold the threads together." "Yes," replied Armand, gazing at the poor little threadbare gown, "I know I know." "And you must have some new clothes, too, my dear. And a new dress for Georget. Why, we will spend at least fifteeu hundred francs." "Fifteon huudrod francs," repeated Armand, thoughtfully. "Yes. It is a large snm for us to spend now, dear. But your novel will bring us at leant three thousand, and to think that it will be finished in twenty days." "In twenty days," said Armand, re-peating the words in a mechanical man-ner. "Ah, how happy we will be,'" said the little woman, her eyes sparkling at the prospect of the good fortune which she beheld in prospect; "we can pass the summer at the seaside Georget shall have a pretty red cap and we will enjoy ourselves as we did four years ago, when we were rich. Do you remember how we used to go crabbing and that big fe-rocious crab that frightened me so? It all comes back to me again, and with it all the other pleasures I owe to you. Kiss me, my dear," and the affectionate wife threw her arms about the neck of her husband, who embraced her tenderly. "But," said Claudine, when she had disentangled herbelf from Armand's victims three to whom he owed love, happiness and bread. Good God, how terrible it all was! But another idea, equally ns horrible, crossed his mind. His honor! He knew his comrades and the incred-ulous flaneurs of the boulevard. He heard their comments and their pitiless raillery. What word were they pro-nouncing? "A coward!" No, it was impossible. He surely would find some one of his companions who would de-fend him. Men are good at heart; some one would be found who could under-stand. "Armand," came an anxious voice from the adjoining room, "are you troubled? Yon have been talking to yourself for a whole hour. You are not ill?" "No, no, my dear," he replied, going to the door, "do not worry. I I am working." "Ah, that is well," said Claudine, with a sweet smile. Then, as she dropped her long lashes over her slumber heavy eyes, she murmured; "Think what would become of us if you were to get sick the little ones and me. Baby is asleep. Good night dour," and the loving wife resumed her inter-rupted dream. At the other end of the room, safely tucked in his little crib, smiling and peaceful, with his little hands tightly clasped, little Georgot slopt. A sudden torrent of tears burst from Armand's eyes and wet his cheeks. He rushed into his studio, seized a sheet of paper and wrote. The next morning at 10:30 a man ir-reproachably attired in black stood on the field at Vezinet and with an agitated air held out a letter to another person-Bg- o, equally anxious and no less solemn. "Is it possible?" said tho first. "What, a message?" said the second. "The unfortunate man forgets that he dishonors himself," said one. "And that his cowardice might reflect on us," replied the other. "But that shall not happen," said both together. And with a grave air and measured steps tho two men advanced toward a small group who were viewing the unu-sual proceedings with surprise. "Gentlemen," said one of the pair, speaking composedly in the midst of a general silence, "we regret to announce that our principal and former friend, M. Armaud Fougeret.will not be on the field today. He will not fight. "It is scarcely necessary for me to add," he continued, replacing his hat on his head with a sweeping gesture, "that, as for us, we are entirely at your serv-ice." Argonaut, from tho French of Pierre Decourcello. THE FIELD OF HONOR "It is all arranged," said Clavignac, in 'a loud voice, entering the cafe where Fougeret, surrounded by the usual group of journalists and other professional men who frequented the place, was waiting his friend's return; "pistols at twenty paces; firing to continue until a result is reached." "Good," said Fougeret, calmly; "and the rendezvous?" morning at 10 o'clock, on the Vezinet race course. You will go with us toAsnieres. Order me a car-riage for 8 o'clock, and be sure to have the driver we had in tho last affair. He will bring us luck." "Agreed." "And do not forget the doctor. Leave the pistols to me. I have a new set and it will be an excellent opportunity to try them." "I leave it all to you." And after warmly pressing Clavi- - gnac's hand Fougeret nodded a hasty adieu to his friends and quitted the Toom. "A cool hand, that Fougeret," re-marked the sporting editor of a morning paper in a knowing manner. "Yes, very cool," came in a chorus from the little group, as if their comrade's courage in some way redounded to their own credit. "Well, he ought to be," declared c, pouring out a glass of absinthe; "he .is familiar with the situation; if I count right, this is his fourth affair." i "Indeed?" returned the journalist, re-spectfully. "I must put him down for my next article on the swordsmen of Paris." In the meantime Fougeret had gained tho street. On reaching the door of the cafe he paused for a moment to reflect, and after a decisive gesture started along the boulevard at a rapid rate. In a few minutes he halted before the window of a large book store filled with many col-ored volumes and placards. Prominent-ly displayed in the first rank were a number of coquettish little volumes, neatly stamped on the backs with these three lines: "Armand Fougeret Contes Koses Third Edition." The young man opened the door, and passing between the long lines of books addressed a clerk: "Is M. Lavinie in?" "Yes; you will find him alone." ' Fougeret turned to the right and tap-ped on the door. "Come in," cried a clear voice. He entered. . "Ah," smiled the publisher, a young man with a blonde beard and lively eyes, holding out his hand to his visitor, "I am glad to see yon. The 'Contes Boses' are going well. You saw them in the window? Tlurd edition but what can I do for you .this afternoon?" ' "Can't you guess?" replied Fougeret, entiling in turn. "Money? The deuce," said the pub-lisher, 'his brow clouding. "Always money. It seems to me that you have already drawn in advance." "True, but I go out and it is necessary"- 11 A duel?" interrupted the other, "with Saint-Landr- y for his article on the 'Con-tes Roses,' I am certain. You are right, my friend. The article was in bad taste and it has affected our sale. Now, a duel, on the other hand, will be an ex-cellent advertisement, and better still, will cost us nothing. All the morning papers will have the affair in full, and in giving the origin of the quarrel will speak of the book. An excellent idea-admi- rable. Will ten 1 ouis be enough?" "Quite sufficient." "There they are," said the publisher, ranging ten pieces of gold on Ins desk, while the clerk drew up a receipt. "A thousand thanks," said Fougeret, as he gathered up the money. "Not at all," replied the other, placing the receipt in his desk, "you know I am always ready to oblige you. I count on seeing you at the Varieties night." Fougeret shook the hand that was extended to him and went out. By this time it was 5 o'clock. The young man regained the street, and walked toward the Madeleine, keeping step to a lively operatic air that he care-lessly whistled until he reached the swarm of public carriages which crowd the streets of that quarter. Keeping in mind his friend's recommendation touch-ing the selection of a driver, he hunted up the carriage mascot and instructed him to call for Clavignac at 8 on the fol-lowing morning. After attending to this matter he directed his footsteps to-ward the Saint-L- a zare station. The preparatory details did not seem to movo him; he knew them all. Every affair was the same, and as he walked along he ran over in his mind tli9 details of the duels h 8 had already been engaged in. The first kiad been seven years, earlier, at Savigny-sur-Orz- e, where he made his journalistic dibut on one of the local pa-pers. Espousing the candidacy of the celebrated banker Noirville the young journalist found himself arrayed in fierce opposition to the Legitimist organ. The controversey wound up on the field, where he was wounded, but Noirville, elected by 7,000 majority, rewarded his follower with the assurance of his pro-tection. The second arose in the Bourne, where he appeared as Noirville's secretary. His eealons interest in his patron won rapid success that soon involved him in a dis-pute with a jealous colleague, who sought a quarrel and found a sword thrust. . The third! occurred several years be-fore tho affair he was just entering on, and close ou its heels came tho ruin of his patron, Noirville, whose speculations i terminated with a sudden crash. With the bankerV fall went all his secretary's ; prospects, and Fougeret's little fortune disappeared in the whirlpool. The young man, at first despondent, quickly rallied from the blow, and set himself to work to recover the ground he had lost. He had others to think of besides himself his courageous little wife, whom he had wedded in the days of smiling prosperi-ty, and who clumr to him nlosur than ever cturing his nustbrtune. Thettiought , of her and his two toddling children served to stimulate his efforts and strengthen him in the struggle for exist-ence. Thanks to his relations with Noir-ville Fougeret knew a number of jour-nalists, and through the kindness of one of them the doors of a review were open-?- d to ibe young wrriter, whose first series uf contributions received marked appro-val from the literary world. His first novel, "A Friend's Wife," achieved a brilliajt success, and the comedy which p be drew from it met with an enthumas-- L tic reception on the first performance at the Odeon. From that time his reuuta-- arms, "it is 9 o clock already. I must put baby to bod and see that the house is safely locked. But first let me see you to your table." And taking the lamp Claudine pre-ceded her husband into his little studio udjoiniug thoirliedchamber. "There," she said, drawing near for a parting kiss, "until we meet again. Work quickly. Think that our happi-ness depends on those pages." Claudine went out. Armand seized his pen, but in spite of his efforts he found it impossible to write a single line. Other thoughts, which refused to be banished, occupied his mind. Leaning his head on his hand, and staring va-cantly into space, he remained in one position duriug two long hours. He was thinking. A light tap sounded on the door. "Armand," said a soft voice, "I am going to bed. Baby is asleep, and I ha ve locked everything up safe and sure. Do not work too late you must not tire you'M.'lf, dear." Tho words recalled him from his rev-erie. Ho cast his eyes ou the paper be-fore him; it was blank. "Come," ho muttered, "I must get to work," and seizing a pen he wrote with feverish haste, falling five or six pagi'S without raising his head. Suddenly ha stopped. He had just written these words, placed by him in the mouth of one of the characters in his novel: "And if you are seeking a duel you shall have one." "A duel!" he cried; "why I am going to tight one myself." - And a vision of the raorrcAv flashed before his eyes. He saw the clearing, the group of seconds, two men dressed in black facing each other and their pis-tols pointed toward the grass, waiting for the signal, while the sunbeams fil-tered through tho trees and the birds on the branches chanted joyously Sudduul,- - the picture changed. A man, pale and with closed eyes, lay stretched on a litter, whilo c.ne of the earners stood knocking at a door. The door was his own ! And the woman who ran to nwxt tho funeral cortege the trembling creature who, with a terrible cry, threw herself on the corpse he rec-ognized, too. It was Claudine. Armand rose hastily and paced rapid-- A IuMgical Wedding Xour. Mr. Webster Tracy, of Rome, has married Miss Carrio Adams, of Carthage. This classical event took place at Wil-ton, Me. We would suggest that the "happy pair" so plan their wedding journey that they may spend a day or two in Athens, Belgrade, Corinth and Damascus; behold the glories of Etna, travel a bit in Egypt, indulge in senti-mental reveries at Grilead, Hebron, Jeru-salem and Lebanon; visit Mars Hill, see Naples, pause a while at Palmyra, pass through Poland, eat figs at Smyrna, and iuspect the rnius at Troy and other famous old Maine towns ere they settle down for a quiet and uneventful life in Amity, Friendship, Harmony, Hartland, Lovell, Moderation, Union or Unity. Mt. Desert Herald. Humor of the Census. The census taking reminds me of an old story that is forgotten by people now. On tho printed blanks were the words: Ago of father (if living). Age of mother (if living). One of tho papers was returned with the startling information that the father was 120 years old and the mother 112. The city fathers hastened down to sea this ancient pair, and were much surpris-ed to hear that they died long ago. "Then what do you mean by this?" said the angry official, pointing to the ages. "Why, that's straight enough. It says 'Age if living,' and that would V been their ages if living now." Boston Tran-script. lie Careful in Speech. Carefulness aud exactitude in speech are sometimes characterized as affecta-tion and mere pedantry, but, say what some people may, it is unquestionably tho unfailing mark of culture. No one thoroughly and lovingly acquainted with the literature of his language can regard propriety in its use with contempt. The purity and harmony and rhythm of his native tongue are as precious to him as the perfect rendering and interpretation of music are to the musician; and to the preservation of the English language in its integrity it should be the duty and pleasure of every individual lover of it te cmjdfcrihria. Vpw YorV |