.,.russnat. ‘
' ‘ois‘oaws‘ eases.
_ humanism alone the her '
y.- inks white upon the shelving It
, sea mews illtted white as they
a 0n Calais nude!
‘30! Calais sands must man with man
“Wash honor clean in blood today:
pa new not trons water was
‘ new white the flashing rapier- play.
i. .’ rim and lungs! The tray
{or awhile. then mournlnl stands
The victor; lite ebbs fast away
On Calais sandal
'03 Dollie lands a little space
; 2 2.; Of silence. than the plush and spray,
= illustration-«rum thou-n
: To his the pertained looks astray.
{lb touch those lips that ne'er sold ”Nay,"
rind-ll! with the helpless hands
Till the deep sea in silence lay
0n Calais sandal
' . Between the lilac and the may
She waits her love from alien lands.
‘ filer love is colder than the clay
0n Calais sends!
~Andrew Lang.
HALF PAST FOUR.
“* a June afternoon in the year 1645 the
. - thall 0! Fans plaoewas occupied
,« “ "hopes-sons. Thewindowswerecare-
fully shuttered, and only a small crack
' was left open to admit light. The door
molased. 0n the table were spread
clouds, and a gentleman in the dress of
a Cavalier was hastily partaking of re-
!r'eshments. His companion, a young
Woman of prepossessing appearance,
ministered deftly to his wants, laying
, her finger on her lips when he attempt-
ed to
“Bush!” she said softly. “Eat, Mas-
ter Quivil, while thou canst. Who
knows what may happen next? My
brother Toby watches, and he may bring
us news of pursuit at any moment.
“Eat!“
He ate and drank, therefore, at her
command. But when he had satisfied
his hunger Master Quivilrose and stood
before her with longing words trembling
on his lips He was young—not more,
certainly, than live and twenty—and
handsome, with a winning smile and
bright eyes. She was perhaps three
years his junior and as beautiful asa
morn in May. There were indeed some
that sighed that there was no court
where Mistress Anne Fans might have
displayed her charms and won the heart
of some great noble by her beauty and
her grace But there was no court now,
and the king was in sorrow, and Mis-
ms Anne’s mechlin loco was sold, arid
her mother's jcwcls pawned, and she
herself had donned a sad colored robe,
and her countenance was carcworn.
Nevertheless the fugitive from Nascby
thought she was the most exquisite sight
he had ever seen, and his cycs dwelt
tenderly upon her taco.
“How can I thank thee enough?” he
began. “I came here fricndlcss, and thou
hast succorcd me. I found thee alone—-
thy father dead, thy elder brother far
away, nobody to defend thco but a lad
of 15 and a dotard servant. And yet
thou hast received mo, fed me, enter-
tained mo ' ‘-——-
“Hush!" she interrupted. “Thou
lightest in a good cause, and I would
die for such. I did it for the king.”
”For the king only?" he said
"I did it for the king, " she repented,
blushing. “But do not tarry, Master
Quivil. I pray thou go, for Icannot con~
coal thee here. Even our lumber rooms
are bare, and not a mouse could shelter
there in safety. ”'
“I will, Iwill!" he cried. "But first,
0 Mistress Annc, should I not wait till
Inndown? I cannot fly in (Ipt'll day.
The little more than 4 by the clock. ”
She followed his gaze totliuclock's
face. 1
“Mistress, I will depart at sundown.
Until then my flight would command
an easy capture. Harbor me for those
few hours, swcct mistress, and I will be
gone. Thou knowcst not what these few
hours are to me. But hast thou forgot-
ten our childish days? Hast thou forgot-
ten when We played together? I was but
alad and thou a little maid, and yet,
mistress, I called thou swcclllcni‘l. Dost
thou recall?"
Shodid recall, and her pnlo check was
flushed with a bright pink spot as he
spoke. But she did not reply.
"I gave thoo once a rose,” he said.
“Dost rcmomlmr? ”l‘wns Juno, so long
ago that it seems like a dream. We
walked together in the rose garden. I
mind me we had escaped from Henry
Dowdeswoll and left him sulking. And
I plucked a mac and said: "l‘ako it,
Nan. Take it as a pledge from the uni-
formed boy that tho gallant man shall
return to woo thee. ’ And thou tookost
it, sweetheart. with a tear glistening in
thy pretty eyes, and thou (lidst promise
to dry its petals and lold them among
thy ralment. and keep them till I came
back to prove my gallantry and to win
thee. Alas, Nan, I have come back. But
my gallantry is unmoved. for the dayls
lost, and I have fled. and how can I
hope that thou wilt smile upon me
now?”
He caught her hand and kissed it.
"All, Master Quivil"-—--
“Wilt not call me Jack, love? Doa’r
heart, I cents to thee scarred and luclb
Isle. I dare not offer than my empty
hand, But send me not away comfort-
“Doar Jack,” she murmured, blush-
ing, “thou hast ever been in my heart."
He caught her to him.
"And if happier days should stuns.
j” Nut, sweet Nan. when my hands hold
a trimphant maid, and when the king
when proudly [to flee, andwhe:
WW set our omen
Hotelier than before. say. Nan, wilt
moo take my happy hand and sailor me
unusual. to that on ht court, which
Mum brighten adorn as a die-
wanders: the crown?" .
“Oh, Jack. thou spanked: too kind
H
[V ”I; , K
. “3 mistress. 1 am thy humble
serves? ryonaaauamnuis
ill
, .
outside for a nutrient obscured the one
ray of, light which streamed through the
shutter that had been left aiar. The girl
started violently and withdrew from
her lover‘s embrace.
' ‘What was that?‘ ' she whispered fetu-
fully.
“Nothing, my queen," he said row
euriugly. .
“Nay, nay, Jack. Some one paused."
" ‘Twas old Diggon, mayhap, or thy
brother Toby.” '
“No, no," she said in terror. “Dig-
gon is in the field, and Toby watches the
road. This is some one who has alight-
ed at the postom gate, and who comes
through the garden."
“Then it is some one who knows the
house well, dear love—a friend, belike. ”
"Nay. There is no one. Young Mas-
ter Dowdeswell alone hath come hither,
over and again. But he is a traitor and
hath come here spying the land. And,
Jack, if he should come again he comes
as thy enemy. Was he at Naseby?”
“He was, Nan. I saw the prick cared
me. n
“It may be be. Oh, Jack, Jacki"
In another moment the sound was
heard of a handle being turned, and
then the heavy trend of one who crossed
the outer vestibule and drew near to the
door of the great hall. Anne clasped her
lover’s arm.
”My own love, thou must escape,”
she sobbcd. “Through the window? No,
no! He will have placed a watch. In
the gallery? Alas, no shelter there!"
She looked around wildly. The foot-
steps drew yet nearer. Suddenly her
eyes lighted on the clock's face.
“The clock!" she cried in astifled
voice. _
Throwing open the case and holding
aside the pendulum, she motioned to
Quivil to get within. He obeyed her in-
stantly and without a word. She closed
the case upon him, and as she turned
away the door of the apartment opened,
andaloud and stem voice demanded
admittance.
Before she had time either for wel-
come or denial the speaker entered. He
was a tall and soldierly man, wanting
yet several years of {lo—a man whose
countenance had acquired the sour ex-
pression cultivated by the Roundheads,
but who was not naturally ill favored.
He looked suspiciously round the room
as he came in and finally dolled his
beaver to the lady.
“Good day, Mistress Anne, " he said.
"Good day, Master Dowdoswcll," she
returned.
“I come upon busincss, " be our
nounced. “I have a scorch warrmit to
runsnt‘k thy house. I sock tho body of
Master .lnlm Qnivil. He is supposed to
be in hiding hero or lion-abouts, and
Ill—-
Ho plum-d, but she did not spook.
"I cum" this way, " ho went on after
a mnmcnt. “I thought, madam, it
might be more agreeable that a friend
should scorch thy house than astron-
gcx‘. ' '
“ "l‘wns kindly done, Mash-r Dowdw-
well. "
“Nay, madam. Duty is rarely kind,
and I have strictly fulfilled my duty
and have cut oil every nw-nuc of vscnpc
from this house by entering mysl-lf
through the Ill istcrn gntc whilc directing
my men to follow the public path. 1 am
not kind. lint I have been mindml to
make tho scorch as little painful to thcc
as possible. ls the traitor John Quivil
hidden lit-re?” ho doinnmlod.
“There is no traitor hero, " returned
Anno quickly.
Dowdosvvcll smiled grimly.
“Mistress Annv, thou knowcst what I
mean." he said. “Thine is n willful
misnpprclnvision. I ask again, Both the
traitor John Quivil lio ln-roconm-alcdl'”
“I mnccnl no traitors, Muslcr Dowdos-
Well. "
"But dost thou conceal tho body of
John Quivil?”
For a moment sho could not nnswcr,
and Dowdrswvll smiled again. "I per-
coivo that thou hast latcly colon," he
said, then glnncing at tin-climb: “llnll'
past -ll 'Tis mnrvclous strnngotlmt than
shouldst dine or sup at such an hour. "
“The tlmcs are strange, Master
Dowduswi-ll, and We do strange things
in strnngo limos. "
“Aye, mistress, (Wt'll to the harbor-
ing of traitors. Who, I desire thco tcll
inc, who both broken broad in this
place? lint nay. 'Answvr me not. Cover
not thy malignancy with inlschmd.
Thou bust. a traitor hero, and Iwill drag
him forth."
The", striding to tho door, he shout-
ed to his nndvrlings, who had just
reached tln- front cntrnncoof tho house.
Bidding tin-m scorch tho mansion and
tho outlmusvs, ho ocnlctl himself at the
tnblo, laying a pair of pistols upon it.
Anne still stood in (mm of the great
clock, whose hands pointed to 4:30.
“Wilt thou not be scaled, mistress?"
askml llowdcswoll presently in a gen-
tlcr tone.
“I do not. sit with the king's onc-
mics, " she replied.
“Ali, mistress, reproach mo not," he
protested. “'I‘imo was when Henry
DowdcsWr-ll could win it smile from
fair Mistress Amm Func. "
"That, sir, was when Muster l‘Icnry
Dowdcswcll's heart beat true. ”
“It lmth bent over tmc. Mistress
Anne, and never truer than now. Didst
supmso that Henry Dowdcnswcll‘s heart
could beat for any but Mistress Anne
Fons?” ,
“Master Dowdeswell l"
"Listen, Mistress Anne. Dost forgot
all the days of youth—mil the games
that we twain played together; all our
intercourse, swcct, and bitter by turns;
all the jealousics and rivalries between
thy humble servant and Jack Quivil?
1 horror liked the lad. But I ice-bore to
out! one upon whom my mien-ms smiled.
Thoudidst not often smile upon me,
Mistress Anne. Yet there were times
when thou call'det mo Henry, and when
thy band would clasp mine as we
crossed the rotten bridge rctaruinghnm
dreads timid wheatthnaflilnh cam;
W ’ I bong: con
m at yellow plum "
"Arc. immensity :«m u
“Charleenstusrt, «lady. was then ..
“Tut, tut, sirl His majestycan do
no wrong. "
”Mistress, we will not argue that.
Speak not we of the king. Speak we
only of ourselves. Mistress Anne, case
than wart little Nan to me.”
”Hush, Muster Dowdeswelll
not hear thee. " .
“Because I serve notthe king, mad-
an)?"
"Aye, and because"-—-——
“Not because thou lovcst another?
day not that l” -
“I must say it, Master Dowdeswell. ”
He looked at her gravely.
"Mistress, is it all forgot?” he said
ehidingly. "I twined many a rosy gar-
land ior thee in the days of my careless-
ness and my profligflcy. and thou
frown‘dst not always then. Wilt not
smile now, when, in my new habit of
grace, I, an elect soul, ask thy favor?"
“But I cannot love twain. "
"And then lovest—whom?”
“Master Dowdeswell, what is that to
thee?" .
Then there was silence for a space,
and presently the trampling 0! men’s
feet sounded in the vestibule. Dowdes-
well rose and Went to the door.
”We have searched, captain, but we
have discovered none,” said a harsh
voice. “Only in the stable nwornont
nag reposeth, and there be blood upon
his flanks and a slight wound, and me-
thinks he hath been in the battle, and
in tho holster was this kerohicf ombroid~
cred with the letters J. Q.”
“Good,” returned Dowdeswell.
“Avvait me without. " _
Then be shut the door and came back
to his farmer position, fronting Anne,
and with the clock that still pointed to
half past 4 behind her.
“Mistress Anne Fans, " he began sen-
tcntiously, “I like thee well, and I
would Iain make thee my wife and
gradually draw thee to higher delights
and school thy mind to right thinking.
To my sorrow, thou dislikcst mo, and I
withdraw. But ere I quit thee I con-
jure thee to tell mo—as thou fearost
God and as thou lovest virtue and de-
sirest the rewards of heaven—dost thou
conceal hero in some secret chamber or
in some hidden vault the person of the
rebel whom I seek?”
“N0, " said Anne.
"As thou drendcst the fires of hell,
mistress, I conjure thee to speak the
truth. "
"I do speak the truth, sir.“
“Without quibbllng, mistress, I bid
thco inform mo if one he hid hero in
some secret chamber whom 1 account a
rcbt‘l. ’ ’
“There is no St‘t’Tt-l- chamber, Muster
Dowdoswc ll. ’ '
"Mislrrss Annmis John Quivil lawn?“
“Mnstcr llowdcsw‘cll, thou has!
sought throughout the house. and thou
hast not found liim,and I tell tlicc thcrc
is no secret chamber hero. ”
“Then to whom appertaineth tho
wouricd nag in the outer stable?” l
”How can l say? Our stable door
hath no ki-y, and he who will may place
his least there. "
“Mistress, Ivor the Lord and speak
the truth! To whom :lppvrllllllc-lll the
kol'chief embroidered .l. Q?"
“Muster Dowdcswvll, thou lmrricst
toconclnsions. May llu man own the
initials J. Q. Sill‘l: hilt-'5" ..
“Parley not with inc, madam. I love
thco, Mistress Anne, but my conscience
Condemns inc even while I bunnly Words
with tin-v. Tell mu, list 1 drug iln-n to
loan-
' tln- scat of justice, whore lildi-sttliou
John Qliit‘ili’"
Sluswns almost at ln 1' win.‘ o ml. llut
tho lxclll llrm.
“llnw knowrsl llmn llmt Mzbtcr
Quivil was at tho ill {and livid of
Noel-by?" slio nslu-(l.
“How know 1: Because. I saw him,
madam—saw him in tho rml‘ company
of the man (‘lmrlvs Stuart. whom thou
calla-st king. Isnw him, and I know
that ins tlml in this direction. Mudnm,
tho evidence of his prom-mm lu-rv is cir-
cumstnntiul. Ilvl‘u are his wmriod
stood and his kvrcliiol'. Yield him up. ”
”\Vt'rv it in my powvr, Muster Ila lll‘llt'rl-
well, ilvvcr wunld l yield him up!
Tho king’s loynl servants an. my lrnc
friends, and I deliwr no faithful friend
to a for. "
“lh-cunso thou invest him, mistress?"
"Not so. lim-nusu I low lln- king."
liowdcswcll gave n short laugh.
" "Fist :3 woman's wile,“ he said.
“The traitor is ln-rc, madam. Thou
host as good as admitted his presence.
I must away with tin-o tutlw sent of
judgment. "
lint he did not order lm- to prepare
herself to dwpnrl. llostmxl looking at
her with blazing cyva.
“Vain and trifling wonmnl" in» burst
forth at length. “Thinkest thou to dis-
scniblo with me? 'l'hinkest thou to Ill“
(rt-ivo the Lord's clot-t? Know that I
sue thy wickml endeavor; that l [wrccivu
thy bold purpose, and that I despise thy
shallow deceit. The man John Quivil
is bore. Madam, ho is here, mul l for-
bid thcc to conceal him lnngvr. Ac-
qonlnt me when» he isl"
“Muster Dowduswvll, thou midst but
u that thou luvodst me." said Anne.
‘ f thou hast ever luvml me, ask no
more, but depart in were. "
"I said l lovcd thee!" he cried im-
pctuously. ”Yes, and I do love thccl
Even as Jacob lovml Rachel, love I
tlm-l Ewn as the hurt dmircth the
water brooks, even so I denim tliml My
solodesirc in life is to content tin-e,
and if nocdinl I would shed my blood
for thee. Dear Nan, wilt not return my
love and come into my arms, (lullltliiillllfl
thy grout fault of today and telling me
where John Quivll lies hid?"
"No, Master Dowdmell,” Bald
Anne, with dignity. "Take me away
and burners me in the vilest dungeon,
but for my IO’VO'H sake I will Meal
naught."
“But wilt not love me, Nan?"
“Knit i, . .
He was deeply mortified. The per-
spiration stood rpm his brow, and his
lid him. 3 W
»v&m It.
the clock lace above her head. home-
thing in its aspect snack him strangely.
“‘Halr past 4!" he exclaimed “Half
past 4! Is it always half past 4 here,
mistress?"
"The clock hath stop
she.
"Strange that it should stop even as I
entered the chamber," said he. "Let
me set it going for thee. "
"Nay, ” she said quickly. “Why not
it going for naught, since thou art go-
fig’to take me to jail! Let the clock
2
“That would be indeed an unkind
measure,” said he. “Even if thoube
taken hence, should not the members of
thy household know the time?”
“I have no servants. " said she.
“None, madam? Beware. Dost thou
dwell alone—absolutely solitary?”
“My brother Toby is here," she ad-
mitted, “but he never looks at the clock,
and our old servant is half blind and
cannot read the time. "
“Nevertheless I will set the clock,”
said Dowdcswoll.
And, putting her aside, he flung the
clock case wide.
“By St. George!” ho exclaimed.
Quivil stepped forth, his plumod hat
in hand.
“Good day, Muster Dowdcswell, ” he
said complacently. “We are ill mot. ”
“I arrest thou, traitor, " said Dowdcs-
Well. “Sergeant Fairchild”-——-—
He was about to raise his voice to
call upon his subordinates to outer and
seize Quivil, but quick as thought Anne
circumvented him. Snatching one of his
pistols from the table, she darted up the
flight of steps into the gallery, and
leaning over the r’ling she cried to
Dowdeswoll to stay his movements.
"Hold l" she cried impcmtivcly. “See
here, Master Dowdoswolll I have thy
pistol. It is loaded. I hold it to my
heart. Raise thy voice but one syllable
-touch Muster Quivil by but one finger
-—und I fink—I iirc, hark yo, and I am
dead! And thou lovcst me, Mister
Dowdcswcll; thou lovest mcl Nay,
stand where thou urtl Stir but an inch,
and I die. Smthc pistol is at my bosom!
Listen! Make up thy mind to depart
in peace and leave Jack Quivil unharm-
ed whilcl count 10. Forif when I come
to 10 thou be still here I fire, and I die
—-tl1y little Nun, whom thou lovcst,
(lit-s!”
She began to count, loaning over tln-
balustrude. with tho pistol pressed
against bcr brcnst and her finger on tho
trigger and lnvr l yes fixed upon tho two
mcn. Thu-y dnml not stir. The ib-tcr-
Ininntinn in brr cycs lnxlul them spcll-
bound.
"Um," all“ lit-gun.
“5b p, Nun. stop!" cnln-ntwl invil.
“1M mu go with him! 1 nu'o naught.
S'u'}, «bur low. stop counting and take
that plum} {rum thy bronst. "
"‘ pruci'mlvd
.. mm
slowly.
". \v,” ~ll\'
I .1... i - ‘ '_“""
‘ .\Il ‘r. :.-\:‘.nv. lcnnnot llotlic thing
Ir.“ hill. Kim. uh! for tho lovo of Hull,
ml; that (It :.ull_v instrument from thy
IJl‘L'i.:~l, " implorcd lhlwduswcll.
“Four, ’Hllc \vcnl on. "I“l'vo-- six' '—
"Nnn, thou art killing me. Icnrc not
11 jut for imprismnncnt or dcnth. "
“Sc\'t‘ll"~—-
“Nun, my littlc Nan, think that man
who lows mws duty too. How mercy
on mo and (‘ulllt‘ down. "
“Eight"-——-
"Nam, Ht‘rl'l soul, furbmlr!”
“Nan, in (lod‘s noun; curse!"
"Nine"-—-
'fl’or lovc‘ssnkv!" (‘ricd Quivil,point-
ing his pistol at his own breast.
“For (‘1 nnscivncc l" cxclaimcd Dowdcs—
Wcll. seizing his ntln-r pistol which still
In)" upon llw mbli- :uul thrusting it
against his hand.
Bimnllnnmmly llll‘ twu men fired.
”You!”
It Was a lllt'i‘llillllt'ill cry. Anne drop-
ped tho pistol from her lmndnml rosin-d
down tln- stops. and as she rcnvlu-d the
bottom llomlvnvl-ll‘s ll‘nuln-l‘d hurried
into the room. lint lllci'uvnlicrnml(lu-
Ruumlln-ml \le : lunl luvml Mistress Anne
so Well lily (It (bl, :nul nlmvo lln'm stood
thusilcnt ('louk pointing to -l::lo.-—-Ar-
gosy.
Building II Home In Bermuda.
Ally lllilll who climlscs nmyscx'npo tln'
thin mntingol‘ t‘ilrill oil’ from his pro-
posvd building silo and proceed tolny
up tho Walls of his habitation with the
blocks snwidoul in the pnwossot’ ox-
cm‘nling his collar. Thus when iln- cob
lnr is dug the boost! may lm ready for
rooting. and if i-nongh rooting material
llllrl not nln-ndy bm-n nccnnmlnti-d in the
course of the l'Xl‘llVllIlliH it can easily
be had by digging the collar n trillo
(lm-pcr, for the roofs in llvrnmdn arc in-
vnrinbly made out of thin slabs of this
some whitncurnl rock. it has tho ad-
vantage of being so suit that one may
cut it with an ordinary hundsnw ll)
hours a day for six months or a you:
without milling the saw. it may be
snwodlnto slabs 2 or :5 inches thick and
in inches or 2 fort square without par-
ticular danger of brcnking tlnl slabs, It
looks sons-what like it Very soil, chalky
variety of marble. Though so workable
when ilrst quarried, it burdens upon or-
posnrc. Moisture pornumtca it easily,
bowuvvr, and it is desirable that a build
ing should be covvm‘l with a thin oont~
ing of portlnnd m-nu'nt or a mixture of
common plaster with «uncut. The (20(th
ing in then treated with a heavy white-
wash made of limo bnnml from the
some over ready mural rock. The roofs
and chimneys as well as the walls are
kept constantly whitewashml and are
almolutcly as white as the driwn snow.
ultoviow of Reviews.
Crushed.
His eyes met here for an instant in a
glance of intense and agonlzed appeal.
A moment later he staggered to his feet.
"Crushed!" ho moaned. lie was ter~
rlhly pale. ”Crushed!” with {clearing
footsteps he moved away.
whecoald dorm totell the pelican
“Crushed!" ‘
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