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Show tangwe-- ? porus-plast- er glad to know that roof. wAth him left; let us comfort A Vnt Virginian Shingled Ilia lluui the knowledge.' with Thain. Point him out to me, and 1 will That about the woman who story bring him down to you." d old man In the bought a coffin plate engraved with a The name different from her own, because, green Jerkin. See, he is witd ing us as she said, her hug band might die now." and she might marry a man by that Felicle and Jules passed down Into name, and it might come in useful, is the cabin, and Emile returned on deck. probably apocryphal, says the New narrow apartThe cabin was a long York Press. But the story of Poxnpcy opening ment with the state-rooCochran, who saved hls old porous from either side. There were some plasters because they might come In cam once dexen people In It, who at useful some time, and finally shinforward to offer any assistance or fahis house with them. Is true, vor in their power to the pale, lovely gled and It comes from West Virginia. was such girl, whose graceful bearing was a soldier in the Confeda contrast to her present clothing. Ono Pompey erate and was wounded at tbe army drew forward an easy chair, another battle of Gettysburg. After the war and eagerly poured out a glass of wine he settled down on a little farm near proffered It, a third produced a rich Mooresfleld, W. Vs., and has lived there shawl, and veiled with its bright folds ever since. The farm Is email and the coarse' and dingy dress. Pompey is not prosperous. The only Only one made no movement a tall, that has flourished with him of thing dejected-lookin- g woman, la the very late has been the pains caused years coarsest of black dresses, who sat with hls old wounds, and for those nothby closed eyes, leaning her head wearily ing afforded relief except porous plasagainst the wall. ters. He had a contract with the She had spread her handkerchief village druggist to supply him wit'i over her eyes and forehead, and did porous by the gross, and the not remove it for the stir made by the tax on plasters hla resources became so great, entrance of Felicle. on account of being addicted to the When, however, old Jeannot made porous plaster habit, that he became hls appearance, rushing in with the penurious and demanded that old tin most reckless disregard of propriety, cans and broken forks and every other she drew it away and looked up hasti- odd and end should he saved. And esly. pecially he charged hls wife to save the "Oh, all the saints be praised," cried old porous plasters. The plasters had old Jeannot, sobbing and blubbering stuck to him and he would stick to the It Is really you, my plasters. He was as like a school-boproud of his cabyoung mistress! I never dreamed it inet of old plasters as a man given to could be, though It made my heart ache the and curio habit la of thinking how much you looked like my his collections, and declared that some blessed young lady. Oh, this is too time they would come in mighty hanbeautiful! What will she say? Where dy. Now there were three buildings is she?" on Pompeys farm hls house, hls barn My good Jeannot, I knew it would and a dilapidated building, where he be such pleasure to your honest heart his farming tools and his collecAnd kept to know that I had escaped. tion of old tomato cans and his porwhat baa brought you here to meet the ous plasters. One sight the bouse olesurvivor of a hapless family, whose burned down and the family moved ingreatness and grandeur have fallen to the toolhouse. It was good enough to the dust? said Lady Fellde, softly except that the sun and the stars shone and tenderly, as she clasped affectionthrough the roof. Then came the triately the old mans extended hand. Pomumph of the porous plasters. Where is she? demanded Jeannot, pey got out hls collection and shingled feverishly. that whole blessed roof with old plasters, and ns they were thick with CHAPTER XXIV. pitch they served well the pur- Sf HASTY hand pose and made the roof water tight brushed him aside Now people come miles to see the a tall figure rushhouse shingled with porous plasters, ed between a pale and Pompey says that they draw betattenuated ter than they did when they were on face, and wan with grief his back. will be doe la gray-heade- CHAPTER XXII. (Cohtimuzd.) Tbe tears were flowing silently over the girls pale cheeks, and the lips of Jules trembled so no articulate words passed over them. Rut Emile understood well the fervent Joy and gratitude swelling in either heart A few moments o.vly were required for his preparations, final though be Intended them to be. All his valuables were In the belt around his waist so many weary months in Instant readiness for He filled flight, anyhow, anywhere. the basket of provisions, hatred it silently to Jules, took up hls cloak, and a shawl for Chlotilde, and with a parting nod to Leon, descended the stairs. The traveling carriage had drawn a crowd around the door. The excitement of the day seemed In no way to have exhausted itself, and now as the shadows of evening fell, the streets were thronged. Wild shouts of Vive la Liberty! Abas la Tyrannle! Vive la Republic! echoed from all sides. Bonfires and illuminations made the evening shadows more weird and ghostly. The clank of armed men passing to and fro constantly resounded through the thriller uproar. Whither away at this time?" shout-i- d a rude voice, as a man with flaring toroh hurried up to the carriage. The Gray Falcon flies at unwonted haul's, echoed another. All hours are suitable for one who executes the will of the peoples chief, answered Emile, haughtily, though at the same time he exhibited to the gendarme the passport furnished by Robespierre. He thrust his companions Into the iarriage and followed himself with apparent nonchalance. Its all right, said one of the colliers, and the word was passed along :hc line. Then .the carriage proceeded. It Irove slowly through the city, but once ut of the crowded streets the coach-na- n cracked his whip, and they dash-i- d along at a furious rate. Scarcely a word was spoken by tbe iccupanls, though every heart was thrilling with emotion. Once Emile said gently: Take all the rest you can now. After the next change of horses the road will be rougher. Oh, Emiie, all fatigue and weariness teems lifted away from me by a magic ipell, answered the girl. I seem able 10 endure everything row that we have left these horrible srenes. Speak guardedly; there are sentinels posted all the way. We shall be stopped repeatedly. It were better for rou to seem asleep, eVcn if you cannot And genuine forgetfulness. Jules drew the graceful head to his ihoulder, and presently, despite her assurance, Felicia was really sound isleep. They were stopped every few miles, ind soldiers came forward, carefully icrutinlzlng the whole party; but the Ircaded name of Robespierre silenced ill doubts, and prevented serious hin-Iran- ce. On dashed the gallant horses, and when the morning crept upon them, they had gained the post where the shange was to be made. None of the party left the carriage, but as speedily is possible the jaded, reeking animals were removed, and fresh ones harness-i- d In their places. At length, quite as soon as he had inticlpated, Emile leaped from the carriage upon the quay at Calais. A little English brig was lying away out In the ilream. The French guards eyed our party suspiciously, but Emile boldly presented his priceless passport and feigned extreme disappointment at not ivertaking the objects of his search. A boat and rowers were instantly provided, and the three fugitives quietly took their seats, and were pushed iway from shore. The guards rowed the party toward the brig. CHAPTER XXIII. EVER did bid land ls exiles their mother adieu with JYll more sincere de'll light and grateful relief. Neither eye lingered behind, but all turned hopefully and eagerly to the gallant little vessel rocking on the waves .before them. Tbe boatman entertained Eiplle with the description of a race they had the lay before to prevent a small skiff from jetting out to the English vessel. And did you succeed? asked be, a little Indifferently. Not we. It was strange enough, but thrv pulled as though the evil one took hold with them. An old man, one was, too, and feeble looking, but his arms were like Iron. They were prowling around all the evening, and key stole the boat and put out, think ing, most likely, the dark would hide their movements; but some of the boatmen heard their oar strokes, and we bonfires Bet and saw them plain enough to stop them, but they beat us, that's a fact; they earned their escape, anyhow. It was stupid In us not to have flred upon them. Perhaps they are the ones I search after; if so, I will follow them to England, and get them back by stratagem. The English are watching us, now, See the crowd on the deck. Perhaps they wont allow us to approach. fear of that, since we are unarmed, and show plainly that we come with peaceable Intentions. You may leave us, and retreat at once. Ill signal If I wish you to return. Aye, aye. Youve the proper papers from Robespierre, or I mistrust w shouldnt help you along in this fashion. Emile smiled calmly. He had drawn forth a white handkerchief and alios ed it to flutter in the breese as a soit of flag of truce. How hls heart was beating! How every pulse throbbed wildly, notwithstanding that calm exterior, as the leaping wares bore them toward the d ark of safety! The officer of the English deck hailed them the moment they came within peaking distance. Boat ahoy! What do you wish? Who are you? Friends, seeking to board your ship," was Emile's reply, in his deep, steady tones. Aye, aye, came back In cheery response. It was but a few moments longer, though it seemed hours to the anxious fugitives, ere they stood upon the friendly deck, the center of a curious group. Emile spoke a few words with the captain, and then called out to the boats crew waiting below: You may return. I shall take passage to England. That's a curious chap, anyhow, I supgrowled the leading oarsman. pose Robespierre knows his own business, but I should say weve helped some pretty cunning fugitives to get away from France in line shape. Its none of our lookout, anyhow," responded the fellow at the oar, but they had a grand look, all three of them, and thats a fact. And the boat was turned again toward the shore. On the English deck stood Emile, grasping the hand of either companion, and repeating fervently while the tears poured down hls cheek: Heaven be praised for the mercy vouchsafed us. My children, we are saved! Lady Felir.a hid her drenched face In her hands. Jules wrung that of Emile, and answered falteringly: And after Heaven, we owe oar deliverance to you. And after me, to Robespierre, little though he intended it," replied Emile. The sympathizing captain inquired their history. It was given, though somewhat guardedly. The group of interested passengers warmly tendered their congratulations and sympathy. We hear similar recitals every day," observed the gentlemanly commander; in fact, it is our business, lyiug off here to receive fugitives. I fear we I have shall be molested presently. Is been warned a French to be sent hilb'u. vou remain? askHow lonj; ed Emile, loo tlxIous once more. Only a few hours longer. I have waited a week for an Illustrious passenger. Much I fear he is discovered and thrown Into prison, if not already guillotined. Perhaps I shall be able to give you information. I prepared a fresh list at Robespierres dictation but a few days ago," returned Emile. The captain whispered a name In hiB ear. Emile sighed deeply. Alas! your errand is fruitless. The revered and noble bishop has gone to his long home. He was brutally murdered In La Vendee, almost a month No -- wblte-w!nge- man-of-w- ar ago. Then we will Bet forth for England at once. The Carrier Pigeon must spread her wings and fly to a happier shore. We have other fugitives on board, and you may all be naturally enough anxious to leave these scenes. Ho, my hearties, up anchor and shake out the sails! Just as they were pusnlng into the cabin, Felicle came hastily to Emile's side. Emile, dear Emile, I am certain I see an old, familiar face in that crowd. It Is strange enough why he should be here, yet, If that be not Jeannot Lnzim, I hava lost my momory. He looked eagerly and questlonlngly into cur faces. I am certain It is Jeannot! He y; bric-a-br- ac CHRONIC RHEUMATISM. Jn'knm, Mleh. The subject of this sketch is fifty-siyears of sge, aud uctivdy engaged iu farming. fVnin the Induxlrhil fl'eira, x Wheu seventeen ynw cM lie bnrt his ihoulder and a few years al ter, commenced to have rheumaihj a!iu in it. On taking a light cold or the tenet strain, hometimes without any apparent rouse whatever, the trouble would tart and he would suffer the inoat excruciating pains. He suffered for over thirty yean, and tbe last decade has suffered so much that be was unable to do any work. To this tbe frequent occurrences of dlzsya spells were helpless inadded, making him almost valid. In All Sort of H 'eather. 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The shortness of life is bound np with its fulness. It Is to him who Is most active, alwaya thinking, feeling, working, caring for people and fur things, that life seems short. Strip a life empty and It will seem long enough. Phillips Brooks. Ber-gun- dy and suffering wild eyes with frantic joy and amaze- ment, peered into the startled face of Felicle. "My child, my Felicle oh, God of mercy, I thank thee! And prone at the girls feet, sank the shivering, trembling figure. Had the grave opened before her eyes, and yielded up Its dead, Felicle cculd not have been more startled. "Mother, mother, gasped she; can It be possible, am I awake? Emile, Jules, tell me that I do not dream. Emile stood at the threshold like a statue frozen suddenly to the spot; he could not articulate a single word. Jules likewise was overwhelmed with NOVEL STALLS FOR BAZAARS. Six Original Ideas for a Charity or Clmreh Affair. Persons who contemplate giving a bazaar will find a few pointers in the following account of a Christmas char- ity bazaar given in. an eastern city recently. The principal stall represented an Adirondack log cabin decorated with rifles and fishing rods, skins and furs. The girls who presided over this wild domain wore picturesque green and brown shooting costumes, with soft felt hats, high leather boots and the rest of the becoming paraphernalia. The oddest of all the stalls was a postofilce managed by smart French gendarmes and postillions In red, blue and gray cosbewilderment tumes. This was a most useful instiBut Jeannot had read the whole, and where tution, he parcels were kept for of hand cried, each, seizing the or sent to their hoinen purchasers atcutly: for a consideration. An international No, no, it Is no dream; you are both tall waa arranged as a ship or barge, mother and daughter both saved saved when you believed each other pennons of all countries hanging from dead. Rejoice and be happy. And we the mast and rigging, the American shall be In England soon. Oh, praise flag being consipcuous, of course. Here all the saints for this beautiful ending the assistants wore heraldic costumes simulating gold or silver armor, draped to that bloody night." with flags of different countries and In were Mother and daughter sobbing each others arms, and not an eye was having wreaths of oak leaves, laurels and national flowers" lilies, daisies, dry in the cabin, as the strangers sigoldenrod, shamrocks, thistles, roses, scene. lently retreated from the sacred etc. in their hair. In the flower stall I have child! Oh, my child, my was dressed to represent a had so little hope in escape the world each girl flower. the oriental booth a throng At has seemed such a dreary blank, and veiled richly-cla- d of and hourls sold such is such now there joy!" light, embroideries, Turkrugs, copperwork, countess. the whispered sweetmeats ish and other eastern "I cannot understand It! We believed treasures, while a troop of pretty, you dead; such anguish as the thought fairhaired girls, dressed as peasants gave us; Emile and I both were so cerof scarlet poppies In and with wreaths tain of your death. How could It have sold Russian furs, enamtheir hair, we were deceived? happened, that eled metal and books by Tolstoi, Sienk-lewiEmile? Then It waa he who saved and other Russian and Polish you? The Holland stall was in authors. He Is here. Emile, where are you?" of girls dressed to suggest delft charge cried Felicle. china and wearing the curious Dutch Emile came forward slowly; he took peasant caps. They dispensed nil the hand of the countess, raised it kinds of gingerbreads, sweets pnd to said: his and lips, reverentially eatables. The Japanese stall was full I cannot speak. I am overwhelmed of slender brunettes In bright-tinte- d with gratitude at this providential klmonoB, and at an Italian stall with meeting this blessed discovery and peasant saleswomen cheese end wine, it Is totally Inexplicable still. and plaster caBts strange mixfruit Tell ua how you escaped, my mother, ture were sold. my piecious, precious one; restored as it seem 8 from the very jaws of death; The Old Lady Was railing. tell us how it happened. maiden aunt of a San Francisco The must answer Jeannot your Inquiries, official has gradually cultivated a fondto me it la all a blank." sensationalism until a love ness for Jeannot smiled with pardonable of reading horrible descriptions in the pride. newspapers and marbid imagining!) in (TO BS COXTIXOBO.I books has gained a complete ascendency over her. 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