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Show lors. ret'.Inlnj them whl'.e the r-:.S has srrarently lost all trace of t..e circuit incea with which the sensual sen-sual Impression Is connected; and the trar.fr way In which the memory of the eer.se, once awakened, sets to vibrating vi-brating the mind's memory, shaking out the tingle of associations and maVirg past events arrange themselves ta the , mind with the correlations of a ne-t:me 1 reality. , And then they went over ta the club. ' New Orleans Time-Democrat. "Madam" The lady waiting the car at the crossing cross-ing turned In surprise. Her escort, cot understanding If she knew the one who afldreseel hef. simply looked at the man. ' He might have been M years of age, but there was s something la his face that for the moment made him look almost al-most youthful; a flush along the cheek, as- of boy's blood, and an eager look In the eye that almost made It dance and glow. Hs wag well enough dressed but thero was neither ostentation nor scrupulous care. His hat was la the tight hand. "X ask a thousand pardons, madam, for thus addressing a total stranger" Bo hs was not an acquaintance. The escort understood exactly what to do now. . 2Xo had 4ealt jrlta impertinence before. . .. -Tott lnsolent"-he bepin. ! "J " -But the lady, ,a moment ago -frigid, seemed to wave him aside somehow by her manner and to be disposed now to hear the stranger. "You addressed me, slrf she said. "I again ask your pardon," he replied re-plied n a voice that quite reassured her. "Hut I should esteem it a great favor if you would tell me the kind of perfume on your handkerchief." The escort stared, astounded. The lady answered courteously: -- "Thers Is one drop of erabapple blossom blos-som extract on my handkerchief." "A thousand thanks!", ho replied and was goner "Mad as a March hare V, exclaimed her escort, bringing himself together. "Perhaps jw," replied the lady, "and yst " for many months she 'suffered In secret se-cret for not having asked why he wished to know. Ah, that curiosity of women 1 Like to nothing else In the world except ex-cept the curiosity of men! . see "It Is shameful t" exclaimed the drummer's drum-mer's wife she and her husband had the two front rooms in the second story discussing the elderly gentleman occupying oc-cupying the largo room, originally the parlor, on the first floor. . The lodger In question paid promptly, prompt-ly, hence the landlady was rather, mor discreet than -usual la- her opinion. "Who'd a thought It" aha replied, really committing herself to nothing." - "A sot. a perfect sol. and nothing but a sot!" was the answer. "The worst kind of one. too. He sits for hours In that easy chair of his, -sunk In stupor. , Formerly he either read or went out.! It's opium, or whisky, or some -drug, you may bo sure of It!" - "Tet he doesnt seem to show any traoos of that sort of dissipation," said the landlady, thoughtfully.) "In fact, I told him the other day ho looked ten years younger. His step Is springy, he holds his shoulders up and his eye Is bright" "Pshaw! The" effect of the whisky or drug, that's all!" said the drum-' naer's wife, who know sgghlng or two, having oaoo read a page or so In a med- ' leal book while watting for a consultation consul-tation at a physician's office. - "It's a sad case, and at his age!" "Oh, It's never too late for a man, a single man. to fait Into bad habits'" "But how" a question here suddenly sudden-ly occurred to tho landlady "did you find out all this about the first floor lodger T . Ho generally has his door closed." rweli, you know what a prying, curious curi-ous thing Julia, tho housegtrl. Is. I've tried to break her of It a thousand times, but every now and then a keyhole key-hole is too much for her. And Tom, the negro dining-room waiter. Is every bit as bad as she is." For tho next half hour they discussed this strange falling of domestics. They then summoned- Tom for further details. de-tails. . i e The rumor spread, and friends heard of how the celibate was throwing himself him-self away. One, feeling a genuine In- terest In him, came to see him at bis room, the first time In twenty years. His knock was promptly answered and his hand was pressed warmly. Thero was a delicate perfume In the room, as of a woman's presence, and in the grate a fire burned brightly. Next the table was a comfortable armchair, and on It a little vlaL that, without reason, rea-son, caught the visitor's eye. Ho voiced his surprise: "Old mani I never saw you looking better! Your face is fresh and you have a more contented air than usual!" They had been good friends since boyhood. boy-hood. The visitor, therefore, knew the little romance his friend had borne locked In his bosom for twenty-odd years tho explanation of his bachelorhood, bachelor-hood, his solitariness, his aloofness from many old associates. "Oh, I'm teeUng very well, thank you. old fellow," the host answered, stirring the fire vigorously. Tho right arm of the guest rested on tho table at his side. The Angers idly tapping touch something. It was the little glass vial. He glanced at it curiously: curi-ously: "Hello! Essences." he said. "Didn't know you were fond of perfumes." The other laughed a little constrained laugh and then replied, half quizzically, half seriously: "Do you call that a mere vial of perfume? per-fume? My friend, you are Ignorant of the genius that dwells in that bottle-more bottle-more potent than the one the fisherman saw rising from the cask In the Eastern tale." "Is It so wonderful ds all that?" asked the guest smiling. "Even more! A little drop of that on a handkerchief works miracles. It revives old associations. It makes me live again a certain season of my youth when that particular perfume, tfnno-tlped tfnno-tlped then, stamped Itself oa the memory mem-ory of my senses It was tho only kind she used. To breathe It Is to loosen the first thread that unravels, the woof of an old romance to be young again. In a word, to dream an old dream, too long past to have Its sting. , Do you know I often sit for hours under the Influence of the speU I thus cast upon myself? It is more pleasant than the clubs and It. does no harm, for she's probably a grandmother how. ' I am not tormented with any unappeasable desire de-sire of possessing her, I assure you." "You were always a strange fellow!" said his friend, sober with a vague sens of pathos in the explanation Just given. "How long have you thus played the magician?" ' "Three or four weeks ago I passed a woman on the street. Th faint perfume per-fume exhaled from her handkerchief affected af-fected me powerfully. In an instant 11 brought back everything, as I have told you. I followed her, asked her what kind It was, and she told me. Thereupon There-upon I purchased a vial at a perfumer's." per-fumer's." i Thea for a while they discussed this (acuity of the senses for treasuring up |