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Show T Hours on Angel The Wings Swiftlv Glide ! OPPORTUNITIES HAVE LONG 'LIMBS SO TO SPEAK. Salt Ldfq Now The Opportunity of Your Dm Lake Goods No. 400, Main St. Awake! and take advantage of it 'ere it is too late. Iplllpi lillLLM "I suppose I ought to tell you, my dears," he said, addressing the throe ladies in a solemn tone, "that we shall be obliged to vacate these lodgings nest week." Mrs. Bannick gave her husband a sympathetic look, as much as to say, "it's an outrage, their persecuting you so, but don't worry about me." Olympia said: "Perhaps I have money enough to pay your rent, Mr. Bannick. I'm sure have!" "I can't stand this much longer," said Tom to himself. "Why den't they bring that confounded parcel up stairs?" But he compelled himself to shake his head and sigh as if all hope were vain. "I've spoken for other rooms already," he remarked. "Well, we shall feel more comfortable in some less expensive place," said Mrs. Bannick, with a smile that made Tom long to jump up and hug her. "Mamma and I have been thinking that we are able now to take lodgings by ourselves," began Olympia, "and" Tom. could not havo held in another moment; but just then the door opened, and in came the servant girl with a big paper box, addressed to Mrs. Bannick. "To me!" exclaimed that lady. "Why, what in the world who can havo sent me anything?'' "Open it and let's see what it is," said Tom, thrusting his hands in his pockets lest, in his impatience, he should tear it open himself. Mrs. Bannick opened the box, unfolded some tissue paper and disclosed a magnificent sealskin cloak. "Oh, this is evidently a mistake," she said. "The idea of my having a sealskin! But oh, how lovely it is!"' "No," put in Olympia; "here's a card pinned to it: 'To Mrs. Bannick, with the best love of Why, my dear, it's from your husband himself!" "Hun-ayHa! ha!" cries Tom, "it's all right, girls! The new rooms we are to move into are a palace! We're as rich as Crccsus! I spent nine hundred and eighty dollars this afternoon, and here's the other odd twenty!'' And springing to his feet he embraced first his wife and then Olympia and her mother amid a chorus of exclamations and questions and a scene of excitement impossible to describe. And before they could settle down to any sort of composure the bell rang again, and more bundles and boxes appeared, until the little dining room looked like a haberdasher's and snop. The four happy people talked so fast that yon would have thought there were a dozen of them, and between the outbursts of admiration and delight at the new things Tom interlarded his account of the morning's adventure with the millionaire count. Finally the flowers arrived in two divisions, one for Mrs. Bannick and one for Olympia and her mother. "This is too glorious!" exclaimed Tom's wife, kissing him. "I couldn't bear another thing tonight! Tom, you are au angel, and so is the count! What sort of a looking man is he?" "Oh, French style," replied Tom; "blonde, with dark eyes; a handsome fellow, Miss Raven! He's a bit stiff in his manner, but that's only outside. We got to be quite chums before he left, and, I caught myself half a dozen by the times feeling toward him as if he wero an old acquaintance, though I never met any one a Lit like him before. I suppose" all good fellows will belike one another, somehow. But it was odd, all the sumo.'' 1 Continue i' from Ao. 1.. "You will have the power of attorney; you can draw for whatever is needed," eaiil the count, buttoning up his coat. "If you please, let it be ilone. by tomorrow. The season is now near, and I wish to be at home this winter." "Very well.'" Here is the receipt for the ten thousand dollars. I'll say nothing about thanks, but I'll do my best to keep my end up. The power of attorney will be at your hotel for your signature this afternoon. I'll step over to Cartage Browne's office and see about the house before lunch, and here's the address of the dealer where the pictures are for sale. It's not far from your hotel." "What is your own private address, Mr. Bannick?" inquired the count. "It won't be long in the place where it is now," returned the Irishman, his eyes twinkling, and indicating by a nod of the head the little pile of banknotes that lay on the, desk. "I shall move this week, and give my wife and our friends the Havens some elbow room of their own. But we shall be happy to see you, sir, wherever we ,nre, and whenever it suits you. I'm in East Thirteenth street just at present."' The count rose slowly. "I thank yon; I will not incommode you until you are settled," said he. "It came to me," he added, with some hesitation, "that if I find the pictures of this young lady to have merit, and I therefore decide to give her an order for one, it would be necessary for me to have a personal interview with her. Would tnat be convenient to her?" "Indeed, then, I think it. would!"' exclaimed Tom with a. chuckle. "And you'll find her acquaintance as well worth making as any girl's in New York." The count bowed. "And if," he added, "yoli should find any obstacles in the way of obtaining possession of the house any, I mean not . with reference to the price it would give me pleasure to wait upon Madame Trent. She and I could, perliaps, come more quickly to an understanding than through the medium of an agent." "It's quite on the cards she may find a reason for seeing yon," Tom returned, rubbing his chin; "but as for the money, I fancy she'll take it, so there's enough of it. However, you'll get a full report this evening." "Then I will detain you no longer," remarked the count, stepping toward the door, "Before you put on your gloves I'd wish to shake hands with you, Count de Lisle," said Tom, advancing with bis hand outstretched. "There's four of us at least that you've made happy today, and if that's your custom all I havo to be sad to part with gav is New Yor'i you!" De Lisle took the Irishman's hand and gave it a powerful grasp. "I have had enemies," said he. "I have felt the hostility of the world. Now that I have power, it is my wish to make friends. Not to buy them, Mr. Bannick; I know how to exact the value of my wealth, .when that is my cue. But I should be glad for a few people to feel that there is something in me to like and respect besides my money. It is a great deal for a rich man to hope that he may be thought of as anything except a rich man; it is a penalty of great riches. But I have ventured to hope it this morning." "And by George, yon were right!" replied Tom, with tears in his eyes. "There's stuff iu you better than ever came out of a gold mine. So good luck to yon!" "To yon also," returned the count; and then the d(Xr closed, ami he was gone. The rest of that day passed very pleasantly to Tom Bannick. He deposited his ten thousand dollars iu the bank, and then drew out one thousand dollars in the form of twenty dollar bills. One of these ho presented to his office boy, surprising the latter out of cynicism on the spot. The remaining forty-nin- e he deposited in the hip pockets of his trousers. He would have preferred the jinglo of gold in California fashion; it seemed so much more like real wealth, he said, but the bills were new and ho took a subtle delight in crumpling them out of their crispness. After attending to the count's business he walked to his tailor's and was measured for a couple of tho best suits to be had. On his way uptown he stopped in at various emporiums of fashion and bought such things as a lady's sealskin coat, full length; a couple of dozen pairs of the finest silk stockings; half a dozen changes of ladies' cambric and silk underwear; handkerchiefs, gloves and scarfs in quantities to suit, and of quality extra miperfine; and he came near buying a lot of bonnets and in time, that it is boots, but wisw to leave those mysteries to women. There being still a couple of hours before dinner, ho visited a new apartment house alH)ve Madison square, and finding a handsome. suit of a dozen rooms vacant ho engaged them then and there. Returning home lie looked in at a florist's and spent ten dollars in a profusion of rich color and fragrance, which ho ordered sent, to. his address, and then homo he went, witli one twenty dollar bill in his pocket, a joyful heart, and a countenance studiously grave. lie played tho silent and serious role all through dinner; but not so cleverly as to satisfy his wife. "Seems to mo you're very queer thu evening, Tom," she said at length. "Don't yon think so, Olympia? Is anything ihe matter, dear?"' At that liniment Tom heard the doorbell ring, and knew that his various purchases were beginning to arrive, 's bi CHAPTER, X. ALOSZO GARCIA. A til r rj M A f - irO '. i .f- - its'- -- J' " "i.' V Itwolf, Pr-ossoiit- hue. 'France will never , that it was to-u pas?" avous a causer, This evidently pleased the count very forgive me this defeat.' lie: aid; 'and.lie-Eiih'am a dying man. I once thought much, and put lum completely at his He sat down on the little sofa in there might be a future for me and hail case. taken steps to assure it. But all that is the window. Olympia remained at sha'l ,vii:e to England. Do easel, but laid away her palette and past hope. brushes, and they wore soon dialling to- you go to America, if you will, and se. k gether iu the language of Paris with the tho fori une tnat 1 have lost.' Other freedom and vivacity of old acquaint- things he told me; among them secrets ances. Olympia did not find the count known only to himself. But I weary the stilt" and rather portentous being" yon, mademoiselle, with so long a story." BurOlviupia had boon doeidv inter that she had pictured him from Tom's ested. Beneath an outward quietude of description. "And is this your first visit to Amer- speech and manner there was in Count de Lisle a .suppressed fire and emphasis ica?" she inquired at length. "I feel already so much at home that that fascinated the attention and sum-- ! I can hardly think it is my first,", he re- moneu pictures bet ore the imagination. plied, "and I ir.n nearly decided to make Fixing hereyes upon his strong, reserved this my home. France is not, or ever features Olympia wondered at the attraction ho had for her. And again, will be, the France she was." "Then, you are an imperialist? But we wlieu sue lookeil away, she had a notion that. I'o was somehow less a stranger have no emperors here!" "Frenchmen are not like Americans;-the- than lie appeared. Some natures exer'ua De cise a mutual magnet ism over each other, need the strung hand, Lisles were Frenchmen generations be- so. that when they meet it is as if they fore the first Napoleon left Corsica. They., had known each other before. were monarchists; but at present there Olyiupia's fine organization made her is still less hope for the king than for the suscepiiblo to impressions that had no existence for ordinary people. The efemperor. As for me, I was with during the war with Germany,-an- fect, in this instance, was to incline her ' to reserve. A young maiden instinctiveI owe him much." "You knew Napoleon himself?. Did ly resists whatever threatens to subdue her, and. inoreoer, in Olyiupia's memyou like him?" "I owe him much," repeated the count. ory, the figure of Neppel Darke remained "I cannot criticise him. Me was a great as something sacred, not (o be disturbed. "How shall you amuse yourself in adventurer, anil he conquered fortune ' New. York?" she a..kod, breaking a short for a time." "But what did ho do especially for silence. . . "I have made some plans," he said; you?" "Well." said the count, hesitating ".a "but the first t ring is to make the aclittle, "he gave ma the Cross of the quaintance of the people. Tnat I must Legion, and he gave mo my title. My do quickly, for this winter I mean to father was a plain gentleman." give a ball at my now house, and every "What had you done to win the cross?" one who is r.nybody must be there. AfThe count smiled. "I was not a great ter 1h.it I shall be at heme and can atSoldier," he said, "but I had good luck. tend to my. own .business, lam going Opportunitii s came iu my way. You re- .to build a school of art." member that Bazaine fought at the bat tie Olympia immediately forgot her hesi"Thai's good she ex- of Gravelotte, near Metz, on the eigh-- . tations. claimed. 'There is not lung 1 could teenth of August." what will be the plan Olympia nodded. "And he shut him- sire more, self up in Metz the same night!" Ul 11. "I knew you were fond of art," ob- "Yes; I see you are not ignorant of these things. Well, then, he wished to served the count, looking curiously at send news to MacMaliou, who was some- her. "I will not say your little pictures where to the west of us it might be fifty are .beyond criticism, but there; is miles or it might be a hundred. in 1honi that I like, and that ren It was really a hundred, as it turned out, for I ders them very valuable to me. But I found him at Hheims, and I lost another didn't know that your interest in the art lay so near your heart." thirty miles by wandering." "You bore the dispatches from Bazaine "I once had a very dear friend who to MacMahon, then?" was-aartist, and I was thinking more "I did, and I had au unpleasant time of him than of myself." She drew a of it. My first horse was killed; my sec-- , sighing breath, but did not blush. "I ond was drowned; I was myself wounded can imagine what he would have wished, slightly iu tho leg and in the arm with and I should be glad to see it done." one thing and another. I was three "This friend is not now living?" days on the road. I reached MacMahou's said the count gently. "He died nearly three years ago." camp on the twenty-seconpretty tired. I handed in my dispatches. Napoleon "And yon still think of him and wish and the marshal were in the room to- to sew his dreams realized?" The count gether. MacMahon questioned me. The spoke these words in an undertone, and dispatch said that Bazaine meant to rather as if communing with himself break through the investing armies unthan addressing Olympia. "It will give der Prince Frederick and Albert of Sax-- , me pleasure, mademoiselle," he conony and gain Chalons by a northern tinued, iu another voice, "to know that route. I said that I did not believe he in carrying' out my projects I am also would succeed. The enemy were too fulfilling the desires of one who was dear to yoiti". strong and were constantly She had listened with rising color and Napoleon listened and kept his eyes on me. "What should we do, then, Mr. de sparkling eyes. "It would be glorious!" Lisle?" ho asked me. "March to save she cried, pressing her hands together. Paris at once!" I said. Napoleon glanced "But can it be done?" at MacMahon and nodded. But, as I "Many a poorer man than 1 could do learned later, the minister of war ia as much as this," he replied. "There is capital enough in this country engaged Paris had sent orders to move on Metz; and developing MacMahon hesitated; Napoleon, who In spreading indusli. Civilization can spare mL was ill, would not decide, and in the resources. what I need for this hobby of mine; and end, as no doubt you remember, mademoiselle, wo set out for the Meuso. It perhaps. a fntura generation will thin'i was when that order was given that me loss unwise than the present one." The count had become moved beyond France was defeated. Sedan was merely his wont by tho train of thought he was the corollary. indulging, and had risen from his chair, "And were you at Sedan also?" "Yes; I saw the end. WhouIucMalion and was pacing up and down (Ik; room. got his wound it was stiil early iu the At this juncture his attention happened to be attracted to a portrait that hung morning; he gave his command to Due-rowho was in his right senses, and in au alcove at the left of the window. It was an admirable likeness of Olymperceived that our only hope was to break through to tin; westward and gain pia herself. "Ah!" he exclaimed, stopping short. Mezieres. But the French were doomed. He remained silent and motionless for had been who appointed DeVv'iuiptten, MacMahou's contingent successor by or several moments, but finally said, in an ds-rfrom Paris, was mad enough to not indifferent tone: "That is a. good work. Is it your own?" only countermand Ducrot's orders, but "Oh, no. I cannot paint like that," to prepare to pierce the enemy's lines to by my the eastward and inarch for Met::. You the replied. "That was paint friend, tho artist. It was the last thing may imagine, mademoiselle, tho conhe did before his death." fusion. It soon became consternation, "A good work," repeated the count. and, with some, panic. Meanwhile tiie "Are you willing to dispose of it? You Germans encircled us; from the surFrankrounding hills their camion played on C:iu I name your own price for it. iy, have taken a fancy to it." V,"e could do nothing; us, converging. "1 cannot said Olympia. "It what we could we tried. I:i the mornis tho most precious thing to mo in the I headed at ing had, Napoleon's roquet, our line at Daiguy, and held it for two world." The court continued look at the hours, ami later, when D.may at last portrait, but Ids face slowly reddened. gave way before tba Fifth and Eleventh "You will pardon me, mademoiselle," corps at Floring and we worn all being he said in :i low voice. "1 had not snp-- j driven in upon our enter,! joined in the charges of our S. v; lit n cavalry, and posed that you had"' he hesitated "that you had consecrated yourself to a I believe it was there that I won the cross. At any late, I was pretty badly ivouiory. Our fiiond-- are dear to us hurt there, and lato in liiu afternoon, while they remain with us we love while I lay inside the fori re.;:, listening them but when they ,"ro gone, and their departure, to the cannon ami wondering if any one years havo passed the sentiment becomm loss controlling. would be left alive by morning, the emIt is t!m e year:;, you say. t.ince this man peror came in, May I say that it; iceiiis to have "lie looked us if he had been wounded died. to death himself; and so he had, though been a ronrnkubh; friendship?" "It was not a. common friendship, not by sword or bullet. His heart and Count do Lisle, and there was never any bo But me wero broken. saluted spirit one like Darke, If you knew courteously, and said: 'We are ruined, what he" Kepp-.M. do Lisle. I am about to order me "Keppel Darke!" interrupt! Hhe count. white flag to bo hoisted. But I wish to "1 have heard the name. Yes, it wai say to you that it is not your fault that your friend Mr. Dannie!; who poke of Franco fails today. You saw (he remhim.. A sad story, indeed. lie killed edy, and urged it; you have also an id 'I acquaintance of my your lite like a brave man, and in Harry Trent, made-ea manner to oh'oet the bist result ;. Veil own, And y'ou v. ro his friend, til.lt he possessed can s have done Well, and 1 Ihun!; y.m. Jn an mohelle? talent, but' that ho deserved vour regard hour I shall ceas.j to be emperor; meanthat seems si range!" is bestow what let lue Ui ;i you while, "Count, do I,i ,!e," said Olympia, rising b in my power to siow.' lie then .u'.iV'i in angry indignation which she found lue the cm-i- i from his iuvu-t- , and put in up it hard to control, "you don't know what my hand a folded paper the patent of ymi are saving, and tint is your only nubility. 'I 1i.lv observed your o. lv pp Parke died au innocent lie said, 'an provided t i i recogn t my friend only; I nition of it. ii.il de!iny boon kind to man. Jb was loved hit: I. I I last him so v.le-us you should in have been great saw him, and if ho were alive Irhould Franco.' " be tiow his wii', That i.orlrait is t!i" "It wai very i. ice of In ;:i," reni,ul; d last thin be paint) d, it tin- o:.ly a "No like such wonder you Olympia. to in. I)o you thin:; ui his t ha i. man." think I would part with it? I!ut you "1 entreated him to g In Am did not know or ymi would not have continued the count., "and o.i ii d to dared t .:., .'..- .a '" 1 said: undertake to bine; him The Count do Li.-llistened with his 'When tlio-- o (roubles are over Franco in ad fuel without niisWeri he bent, ieil heaiiswi But Vou ask for will again. , it-s- s, 1 1 - " do-B- some-thin- g d , t, - sell-it,- "Ami this in ynurjint rixlt to AmirirnT' Tom Bannick and his wife soon moved into their new quarters, and Mrs. Raven and Olympia nccompanied them. Olympia, indeed, had felt somewhat sensitive about keeping up such intimate relations with people now grown wealthy, but she yielded to the Bannieks' obviously sincere protestations. Besides, the price given for her pictures by Count do Lisle und his promise to order another made her feel almost rich herself. One morning while she was painting in tho little room set apart for her studio, and her mother and Mrs. Bannick wero out shopping, the Count do Lisle' card was brought in to her. "He's come to give mo the order!" she said to herself, and reflecting that it would be businesslike to receive him in her studio, palette in hand, she bado the servant conduct him iu. lie presently appeared, filling up the doorway with his tail, military figure. glanced at his yellow, Olympia, upright hair, his shining eyeglasses, and his short, pointed beard, and feared she would find him tiresome. But lie had been so (rood to her friends and herself, and rumor made him out so e.xtraor-- ! dinary a personage, that she was dis- posed to make the most of any promising traits he might display. "I interrupt yon at your work?" paid lie, bowing, and looking so very French, and with so marked a French accent, that Olympia unconsciously replied to him in the Gallic tongue, which she spoke really as well as her own. ".Mais non, monsieur," paid she; "vous n.i lil'iiieoininede pus le inoirs du liioiule; apropos, e'est do nun ouvrugo que lions ' i i o ex-c- ,' 1 : , li j o I - at tlio Br anGh. BEN. D. LUCE, Manager. moved to the window ami stood looking out. After a while he turned and leaned with his back against the sill. "Mademoiselle," he said, "1 am glad to believe that Keppel Darke was innocent. 1 do believe it, for 1 am sure that you could not have loved a man who was capable of such a crime; but Mr. Bannick told me he was not executed. Are you certain that he is dead?" "His body was found chained to the officer who was taking him to prison. Oh, if there were any doubt!" She pressed her hands together and her lips trembled. "Of course there can bo none. But had he lived you would have been his wife?" She covered her face with her hands, and then dropped into her chair and leaned her head against the back of it. The count stood looking down at her. Ho took off his eyeglasses, and his powerful dark eyes were bent upon her with au intense expression. His lips were parted as if to spoak. But at that moment a sound of voices was audible in an adjoining room. Mrs. Bauiuck and Mrs. Raven hail returned from their shopping expedition. The count recovered himself iu an instant. "I will do myself the honor to call again, Miss Raven," he said. "Forgive me for having disturbed you. I hope you will think of me as your friend." And then, as tho ladies opened the door, he bowed to them silently and ceremoniously and went out. Well, I declare!" "You appear to lu.ve boon familiar with it?" said the count, amused. "In a measure, yes. I knew Harry Trent well very well, lie built that house to live ia as he thought: but of living in it he was miudered in it. Mysterious, captain, the ways of Providence! Poor old Harry Friend of yours, sir?" "I have met him. Who are you?" "Alonzo Garcia is my name, captain. Sounds Italian, doesn't ii? Well, I am Since my busiof foreign extraction. ness connection with Trent was severed by his decease 1 havo met with some reverses, financial and other." "What caused them?" "Now there is a curious point!" ventured the other; "very curioiH to one who is interested in the vicissitudes The person directly influenof life. tial in causing my disaster was the woman formerly known as Sally Match-in- , but now as the widow of this same Harry Trent. That fascinating but fatal woman, captain, put mo in jail on a baseless charge, and 1 only got out a week ago. I was the best friend she ever had, and she used nie for all she thought I was worth. But I am a free man again now, and only one leg gone. I think the other may yet do mo to get up with Mrs. Sally and recall myself to her recollection. Ah! here we are." "Alonzo Garcia!" said the count to himself, as he followed the servants who were carrying the cripple into the house. "Havo I ever heard of him 1 shouldn't wonder if I might His carriage, with two horses, was standing before the door. As the count make some use of him." emerged from tho house on the sidewalk CHAPTER XI. there was a singular bright and triumphSl'IiCl'LATIONS. ant expression on his face, as if some remarkable happiness had befallen him. An undersized man of dark complexion, with a black stubble of beard on his face and wearing a ragged coat aud a derby hat rusty with age and two sizes too big for him, was shambling along the sidewalk in a pair of boots that wero not mates. As tho Count de Lisle approached his carriage the dingy wreck of civilization sprang to open the carriage door, having determined at a glance that the count was not only able to afford him a quarter, but was iu tho right humor to do so. The count looked at the man as he stood ducking and scraping, with his hat M t in his hand, and pausing, he put his fingers in his waistcoat pocket. There was nothing there but bank notes. The count next tried the pocket of his trou sers, but millionaires suffer from inconveniences, as other folks do, though of a different kind. He pulled out, not silver, but only a handful of gold." he said to the man; "I "I have nothing but a ten dollar piece." New Ynrli socirtij and Count, Liif Llxttf aiirnal vi:i-w I vim une an "That's better than nothing, captain!" the man returned, with a ludicrous affecNow York society and Count tation of magnanimity. The count smiled de Lisle agreed very well with one in recognition of the forlorn bit of humor other that winter. Iu these later times and threw the coin into the hat. The we are become somewhat cautious aud man took it out between his forefinger skeptical iu our dealings with eminent and thumb, delicately, as a prestidigita-teu- r foreigners whom we never heard of until might, and by a quick movement they turn up in Fifth avenue with a rocaused it to disappear. "My thanks, cap- mantic and dazzling autobiography and tain," be said. "Another time I will do with some mysterious magnet ism, which as much for you!" ends by attracting the precious metals Just then there was a roar and a rush, out of our pockets, after which the high and a clanging of bells and snorting of born enchanter vanishes. We no longer steam sweeping across the head of the embrace this kind of people so impeturoad, a couple of rods off. It was a firo ously as we did. But though it may be , engi'-edifficult to distinguish between good galloping headlong to its destination toward the eastern water front. Tho paste aud a diamond wo all recognize count's horses w i s creatures, the diamond itself when we see it. A broken in to charlatan aud not as yet thoro-ighlmay make us doubt, but a true New York customs. They made a spring, man carries oonvietion with him. reared, and sprang again to get away. Count Lucien was no charlatan the Tho coachman braced himself, but felt keenest critics wero agreed as to that. that he could not control them. The His manners wen: good, without being count, who had placed one foot upon the too good; his refinement was instinctive, stop, with Irow it just in time to escape and there was a touch of soldierly st being knocked down by tho forward in him that gave his bearing w eight lurch of the carriage. Ho spoko little about and distinction. Bat the shabby man was enterprising tiniself, and never blew his own trumpet in more ways than in collecting eleemobut he evidently expected to bo troatol synary eagles. Ho jumped nimbly to with consideration, and would of the horses and caught at know how to assort himself upon occathe bits. Ho might, have been sueeesful sion. His standing, however, was that in stopping them but that bis hat, being of a quiet and rather reserved gentletoo large, was in some way jerked off his man, desirous to be on kindly terms head, and fell upon t'v; nose of the off with good people, and conscious, it horse, who tossed it up in the air, and might be, that ho could .give them at having got to the end of his endurance least as much as they could give him. made a desperate plunge. The pole of These qualities would have made him tin; carriage struck the man on the left acceptable iu society, but his wealth idioulder, swinging him round toward rendered his position unique, and, in the right. Ho still clung to the; reins spite of the impossibility of such a tiling with his right hau l, but he was being as American snobbery, it put some quo r dragged before the near horse, and after modification into the spectacles of toos a, moment or two his hold slipped, and who came in contact with him. Few his head toward hi! fell on his back-witto him or thought of him exactly spoke the curli. Tho wheels passed over his as they would have done if ho had been legs below the knee, and his left leg was a man of ordinary fortune. Meantime a, policeman had broken. He had the money that was come up, and contrived to stop, the tho actually feature. The rumor ran strange 1 over horses, and Count do Lisle stoop:1 that he was keeping three or four million the fallen man. on deposit at several New York bank' "Are you badly hurt?" he asked him. The rumor was investigated, and result"One leg gone, captain. .Shouldn't ed in the discovery that the millions in of if I had own; ac but, mind irriage my wero indeed there, but th y question inconvenient." it, it's being as is, were millions, not of dollars, but of "I'll call an ambulance, sir," said the pounds sterling. News came from alpoliceman t hi de. " TIl'so fellers is an.l Philadelphia that (hero was as ways geltin' in the way. Serves him much more to his credit in loose it rigiit! tt London and It leaked out that the "Got my ten dollars all tho same, Westminister bank in giv Loudon was paytho murmured crippled ing Count do Lisle divid 'ii Is o:i i g Bobby dear," man. But these vat s:i n i million pound-!"My carriage i: not an ambulance," wero bat tho fringes of th" count's fortin; count to (ho man; "but if you tune. He was a largo investor in re d think you can stand it I'll drive you to estate and lands; indeed, a wag started my own house. Yon can be looked after tho story that ho had purchased all of as well as it you were au me uospiiai. Manhattan island below Canal street, "Never mind about the ambulance, with its buildings and inhabitant :; but Cobby," said the man; "this gentleman this proved to bo an overstatement. and I will manage for ourselves. Don't Such fantastic exaggerations are merely get iu the way, my good follow! Now, illustrations of the impossibility of concaptain, I am at- your service!" wealth. lie was lii'ied into the carriage, and ceiving really great ' car-of j U:;iN TlNfKD.) his leg supported on a bundle riagorugs. The count took his seat beniilo him, and they et out. The pave-- j Tun G. A. I!, national cnciuu.iiieot molds wore New Y' rk pavements, and l.v h did their best to add to the torture of at Detroit is largely the siuferor; but tho carriago had wou- - old veterans of the mi (if r . It is an d Tf.il springs, so elastic that their prog- event of men i toe great pleas, in ress seemed more like sailing than drivwho greet their former conn a Is. ia ing. rod by "And where might your residence be, '.(lining int ctisilled us too if I may be so bold as to inquire, cap- and apparent ly onjou d as well by tin' tain?" said the man, in an interval be- younger people wboonly knov liroiigli tween two grunts of pain. history iiml tradition and lie si m iesid The count nionl iom-- its situation. survivors what scenes were enacted the other. "Bless iii.!" exclaimed ami what t rials were end:. r d to savi "Not really! Well, well! So tho old he life of the nation. hi mso is to havo au occupant at lust! 3 Mg Aft kn III f tin-hea- h Bom-to- n i. ' . -' I aC'-ndo- j , I I I 1 |