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Evening sentinel, Friday, April 1, 1898 · page 7

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’ "'t‘tnlefitlth‘sirtolflflinttlodtsvl
3’ “wealth Manama-ad. wan
‘ linfianlnst the faded and discolored

outputs—so he '9‘? fond oi saying—a
elasticity -M shrewdllsss he

W resorting during the
We and blimrds of February. and
rinse m at. germs and
wias parties. which hardly gave hint
.V tins enough to get out or his evening
. Wiles sad intabis tugboat and snow-
'. to pursue investigatl as to
' WW" touche" mystery i China-
: with. or murder down by the docks.
mhdlarminacaaeof
_ and a temporary sojourn
‘Orieans for recuperation.
minim was the editor of his pa-
‘altl itF was his demand for a
'h of Creole life" which had sr-
Dwane's critlelnn and ire. _
' t does he want?" lastly ones-
tinned 8am Ware.
Sara had got through broadest and
was mad with the month; paper

8 ; hatwobn thsdtlsslaes and the window,

through which was visible it iullview

ct theswup oi the river around the lion

distant city from a tangled mass of

’ shillvilla lining its what'vi. and far-
ther down the long hull of I handout”
French man-oi-wttr. L’lphlgenie. such.
ored amidstream.

WWaalsi Hominid tells me tossed
hint at once a sketch or some highly
spiced story about the psopfe who llv»
ed here a century or so ago. i sup-
pose, like other folks. their lilllltll do
tableau posrfolllulllsvauennlotlg'

, since forgotten." concluded the repor—
ter.

“Why not something modern?“ nus!»
led Ware. ”There’s lots that can be
written on the setttalitie‘a of this old
place by a clever fellow. without deIV'
log into the musty past. Why not he
whatyou newspaper people term ‘np-
to d! I!

“Hold up! Now atop!" hastily inter-
posed Hartley. "1 am still auflclently
on the sit-ll list to have my nerves eas'
ily set on edge. It you use that vil-
lainous phrase. Sam. I not not sure but
what l'll sling a book at you.

“The 'up-Io-date' woman is such an
awful catastrophe thatrthe term has
grown to be aggressive and abomina-
ble as she is herself."

”She's a wretched substitute and no
mistake." acquiesced Batu Ware with
laay amusement. :

”Sketch!" contiued Hartley, revert-
ing to his grievance. "Pin a reporter.
icanwritenpwhatlcanseeorferret
out in pretty decent English. I flutter
myself. But when it comes to romance.
to a tale with a beginning and an end,
why. l'nl not in it.”

”What's the trouble?" naked Wore
sympathetically. “Ideas missing?"

"lost generally. yes." conceded
llartley. "ideas and a plot and imagi-
nation to worlt up the proper catas-
trophe. and a knowledge of feminine
ldioayoeracloa and of that curious. one-
side way which belong to their sex. of
drawing unexpected deductions, and of
mnddlirlg intentions and people. and
consequently oi getting things in a fine
mess. To be a good writer of fiction.
you must be familiar with oil thosc
points."

‘ ”There's nothing specially hnrd
about that iorausn who hssbeeu
berstehlng on papsr as long as you
hire.” declared Ware. drawing the
window curtain aside more willely,so
as to toe the curve of the river and the
lights and shadows on the opposite
there.

”if all you want for a nrst~rlasa
newspaper sketch is ideas. 1 can tell
you, my dear fellow. where to get a
whole collection of 'ctawsuntches of
romance anti mementoes of all ltlulll
of queer incidents.“

”Where in the world may that he?"
asked Hartley with an aroused inter—
est. "If i could stumble across some-

' thing of the hind. why i don't say but
_ what l'tl try my hands on some late
a la Cable. The more higth colored

fantastic the better it would please
old liualf

“(let your hat and come along.

than.” said Batu Ware. geting up lei»
' x ml. M ii. ashes from

his Wham. “l'll talte you to a
flop or two on Chartres and Royal
lirasta where the very atmosphere it
with Was of the past.

You errata shat your ayes and stretch ms.

on your hand and you would take hold
it! same M".”:Df large. shoal

assailantaonisats at thti narrow
.vmmW’MtlbaMRdW
, alWWflmflIr.

' indication. collection of mm

.il svatt f'sit ht grantie catapsgne on it»

mammtarsofrsnhsau-
taro-subs: may the

Oil consolsand ballot. chillouler. and

called ismllltly’ a ”Boltlleur tla tour"
stood candelabra in silver. antique
blouses. crystals and vases. and here
and thersan saonisits original and
slam mung hr sown I‘tutleh or
Spanish master. and among than all.
scattered in artiatle profnuon. dainty
sons and feminine belongings. jewels
whiehadoraedafsirhosnmsonlem
run in. tabs 0‘ beauty. held In It»
der hands which were turned to dust
when the century was young.

"Well!” said Hartley. sitar a long
pause. They had basil slowly saunter.
in around; slid Woodie to a small
inlaid and richly gilded piece of fur-
niture whose caretully Iocltod glass
doors revealed some daunting mosaic
mounted on copper. whose inimitable
perfudtion. and the construction of the
casket which held them. showed their
ssistsaes la'hayb bogus in the Globe
Canto period.

"That's the most perfectly artistic
workmanship l‘ever saw." said linrt~
laminating» intently lit the medal~

“an sea the red dams and the are!
stocks irou Cupid’s torch. how it
anus and hosts maid. Why. they
must he worth. a thousand dollars.
Whore thsdetlcs did'tlley come front?"

“10 lea‘eattlne delta mllle." corrected
Pierre Donuts atllly. ”come from?
Ionalanr lai Marquis de frontlgnsn’s
granddaughter.” ‘

"C'etait tln oilcler sous liorluparte.

site." significantly explained the pres~
-nt swast-

"It sea a mpaait- by Jacob e. Turns-
tl " he added.

“How the devil did you get it. " tlilet'r
ted Hartley. asionbhed

Pierre Dunols shrugged his should»
era with a faint smile.

His was it ltlndly lace and there was
a melancholy oxplhsslun pervading it.

"Apnea tout." he said. after a pause.
“there one no mystery. She was most
glad to sell them tomc, his grantL
daughter, for there was no one to
look after her and her little one"

“Whose‘ miniature is that " asked
Duane. looking closely through his
glasses at a small miniature on ivory-—
4 fair face of a lovely young woman,
lying on the velvet shelf alongside oi
'l‘tlrrstl's wonderful mosaic.

”(Tout one.” salt! Dnnols. “Ah. elle
mil blen bells dans la leunease."

“Dead?" asked Ware.

"Non pas. Her daluhter. a beauti-
ful young girl. just like her."

"The devil." said Hartley. who was
still gazing at her delicately tinted.
oval face. great. dreaming. brown
tyres. and perfect lines of the slender
throat. as they swept down to should»
era enveloped in a litany lace.

A small figure in btaelt. a thick veil
thallowing her features. had come with
light. imitating footsteps into the
lhop.

Pierre Dunois‘s back was turned and
-.he others were too absorbed to notice
her. ‘

"Beautiful. The sweetest face 1
war saw." said llartlry. mustngly.

She seemed to stumble slightly. for
tho caught hold of the hack of the ca-
lhedral chair. and all news. issuing
wearlly against the rich carvings
shirh rose in a point behind her.

"How much would you take for it?"
tsltrd Hartley.

A sound lllte a quick. suppressed soil
~atlght their attention and made them
It”)

"’I'iens! c 'tst yous. ltadatnc d' Army?
to no trons saves pas In." said Donnie.
routing quickly forward.

In her hand. small and delicate and
thrivelcll. lay a small bus. but she tliti
lot more. ’

"Monsieur Pierre. est—ce-nllo honnc
'aalaau out let!" asked a clear young
voice in a sweet tour. through which
lirrced a shade of anxiety.

Turning at the sound Hartley gave
i start of utter astonishment.

Garwood in a trila tiarh walking suit.
without a hai..hsr face anxious and
tIlllliluti. stood 5” within the door
way. a gloom of sun lrihiag on her
raving hair, the brsathing may»
if the miniature lying behind the glass
lf the console.

"liy iore."uald III Ware. tinder his

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limit.

climates.
'“ltyonwillallowuswswiilcoo-

thatihigaold “"1””sz as»

udsrttuhoaortotahsyrad'm >
home." said tiartley. while Ware went
miscarriage.

mahoat want-e. while chsIlag
mllwitbsredhaodainhara. battle-
not! lntoflohdtl.
"lists“ fairs. Ila-'aells. it is taut.”
“Ah; is vie' la vie!" she nurtured
Matti-sly. u. Isl-ins nor serum:
they took her to the canine.
Hartley's words were of hope and

"Jaatsiswduorsliowathsstrastlnor

With a. proudloolt on young girl;-

 

encouragement to Mane. as they bore
her tight form tllroluh the vaulted?
may. the old Spanish court?
yard. up the broad stairway. laying her.
diacouchinsdllnroolnofnoblep .
portions. in which were still retail-ll .
and relicst'll'thslosggonetisrsors2
splendid prosperity

"Allow the total! to inquire how she
is this evening." Hartley ‘sattl, giving;
his cart! and address.

Riene look'cd at him low and with
hsaituncy.

“You can 4th the, bliss. mono.
lly aaceanlr night for his country in:
the ltevol on. and there is nothing i“
would lih better than to fight some of
your battles for you bet. me of

One hand held that of her
mother. the other she gave silently to
Hartley with a faint. sweet smile. al-
that: her brown eyes were dim.

”She came to sell this," said Dunols,
opening the small box.

in it lay a real ring of great booty.
Theeoatofartaswasamalltdarmhob
ding a broken spear. and the motto
was translated: “We lose not the
light.”

"Ware. that. is thc most beautiful
and fascinating face i ever saw." said
Hartley. as they wallletl slowly down
the old street. toward the river.

“Salli Ware laughed.

”At any rate you've got some mater-
ial tohitohashetehofoidCrsolellfe
on for your new." he' remarked.
lighting a cigar.

"What do you take me for. man?”
lndignantly queried Hartley. "Do you
think i’d drag that exquisite and pro
thetic tale into print and amuse the
public with that. lovely child and that
poor. fadlu life? Their grand strug-
gle and awful -—-—"

Duane stopped suddenly. and they
walked on in silence. 8am Ware
t all out as’ they turned toward the
lot ing river and the outlined rigging
of the French man-of-war against the
deep blue oi the shy. and his thoughts
were complex.

”i not going to stay here all spring."
sold Hartley. with decision. a warm
light shiuglng in his eyes.

"How about you editor?
Ware.

"0h. he be hanged." declared iiart-
toy.

The water lapeti against the edge of
the wharf where they stood facing the
sweep of the river. and the noise and
rumble of the city was behind that.

”'A madness moat discreet! " nutri-
od 8am Warn—New Orleans Times
Democrat.

asked

Owcn um went forth from inil yew
lrrllay in his stocking feet. Because
the short! wouldn't give him a new
pair of shoes. be cast his old pair into
ll corner and went out without any.

Owen Rice hails from Norwallt. lie
dosen't line here lunch of the time. His
face is more familiar at the county Jail
than any other prisoner's. tits isil
record is a long one. ills time was up
Wednesday and he wanted a new pair
of shots to calibrate the occasion.
sheriff llawley sow that those he had
on were not much worn. except that
one of thorn was broken at the side.
He didn’t thinlr the count! “(It to
pay for new ones until those were worn
out. He olered Owen a pair of rubbers
to protect his lost from the wet.

litre scorned rubbers. Nothing but
new shoes would satisfy him. When
he found it useless to demand them he
because insolent. Then he ran from
the tail Mine in his stocking feet and
west into a house across the street.
whA'h was the last seen of him by the

Much of the horsehair used in this
country comes front far away Siberia
and is tnltcll from button and by the
Cossacks after the animals have out-

um their usefulness Home not

do» in Russia. aid after having seen
better days their mains and tails are

the only things left of a commercial
value. Very often these hirsute ap-

_ pendsgca nre‘tahen from sound ’ahl-

Intel: and the boasts Mt to their fate.
Here the npholsterer uses the hair tor
stulhllg chair links and other articles
of furniture. and the material from
ltussln brings the best prim because
the hair is the longest. and consequent-
ly the best. -—l’hilstiriphla Record.

Moving Ahead!

MW
Our New Goods Are How
in Stock.

We have paid special attention
to the new rotors and have a
largo variety of designs in Roll.
ilrseu. mile and "ultra.

You an mllaliy "JV“l'il to
call and use than.

Pailliers’ supplies,
“to“, Git ,

Painting. mwhanglog
and decorating.

E. E. Gar-ham,
ll mulls-l.

THE STAR RANGE

We also have a nulls-
oer of bargains-til hot
air furnaces.

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Our lines selling at '

$14

ln‘ Both Lilies and GentS’ Shoes

Anna?

Our Gents’ Enamel, Russet and Borg Golf Shoes.

at

$3.48

M. H GLOVER’S,

Washington Street.
south Not-walk.

KL. Kruger s

SendinthRthru and Chalk
Store in the Min Cities.

Mitt are cortl'tu\\n incited to inspect our

Spring Stock 0“

Skirts anoma'ts’ts.

\Dt hunt. the \argosi assortment in the clip.
Got dresses are s\\ taunt- moot.

R. Yxr’ttgtr.

South Kuwait. Conn.

Do inI want

a Tin Pail?

it Cents
12 Cents
20 Cents
25 Cents

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These are not cheap goods. but are such on would
usually cost you fifty per cent. more than we ask for

made of one and till) cross polished tin,

with wood handles and knobs on the lids.

NASH & VAN SCOY,

Corner North Main and West Sis.

DAI LY

Freight Line

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NORWALK. SOUTH NORWALK
AND NEW YORK.

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22. “And, hoitollli.sou-taut.~ t " '

cause” onto! thosatnoooaataalil Q
in- saying. Hasemarcy onus,

thou SoodDavld. hty W.

onst would with adult " It il‘

trial Ithot faith shines test.

in Him. although thlswas

outer that the workout (toil may "
manifold (John Ll. ll; at, 4). that's;
know the only place the Scott , 3
well on the plain of Dora was in

23. “But He answered Mobil '
And His disoiplesoatueandhaaom
saying. send her away, for at,

" He knew the ease
howtodealwlth it. Sllrnopla
unit delay is not unkind. use
thstllernnyho gracious: .-
they that wait for Him aloha
an. ill). lie saw ht strum
under Bisstlulce. ltwaaa ’
her that He did not" no
sway. Thedlactpleswerw] :
telllllh. and wanted gum!“
«selves They hail not leans-ti to drum
thm and forget sell. Harem!

24 ‘ Burl-lo wsweud antlnlll.
not sent but unsothe M
houseof Israel. " 8030M ‘ .
the twelve (chapter 3, 0). lie might '
haveaddod. But thoybaye M
theretorchsvelootnstoyon."bot it
not neon-vary. Be a! but

ltrongtuuler all this. and how it
all Rim! Did He outlay: "Other
host- which am not of $.33. u
also] must bring and i m I
voice. and there shall he one foflfi‘na
shepherd! ' (John 3, lb. )

"l‘hen cunts she and worsh
Hint. saying, (lord help me. ” or
heart rejoiced in tllecliugtngot lshelp-
h-astlne. Bolon’tl to help ht. lain» *
berated to, hutitwashotqslllofllhc.
Though the need is not personally“
but the daughter' s. see how her crysttli is,

Lord help me" When we by faith ill
Christ receive Him. and are supra!
Ills word that now we an
donut. instilled. and that
shall be like Hitutfiph. t. s, ;

l; lJohtl ill. 3}. to not all
that we may one by one take
of others and bring t‘lotu to

26 'But lie answered and “It.”
not meet to take the children 'IN
out it tndoga" ills woulslouhhafl
even unkind. but "God is lovq’MflHa
wna"tlotl manifest in the flash."th
is nought but lore ly'in all thisjuw'a’nl‘l'as
not judgc int n is the a
must trust Him and wait patiently,
we shall one tiny see that Hebaa not”
without cause all that lie has done (fish.
aim} ‘i-t

And she said. Truth. lava. Isl

the «logo cut of thecrulnhs whlohfall {slim
lr toaster ll table." rlhc balm
tlll us Lord and lion 01'0" III! M‘

as blaster ll“ Him It'll!) ll
llll downs ammo! WI
trust Him. she will clingmltha
Ruth to Naomi. slut use lttat tstvili.
lllte ltltsha to ltlllall. Nothing.”
hsraway. ribs has oomofor M
andshewill have it—ii only a“.
shall be her blaster. lie is savory”
and she so poor and needy.

on, "Then Jesus answersdaadd‘w
toher.0wtanan.glaatlstityfallh.
onto that! even as thou wilt. A”.
daughter was toads whole from that vary

. no she triumphed, bar faith
Him gave her her heart' s deal".
intithtltudott. ltlotlht not
took that journey in order
there is s limo that is always
keeps us waiting. it is becau-
ing to us aswllia mother-at
rlatn- ' hllne hour is not yetoonls.
solotltilnes salted "Coo our faith
blessing to otht-rar ' Let this case am.
forwt-havanorefsrencatotho "

m .l

faith. Ilslnltl ."Grtntt is thy
thstlatlghtor was made whole.

so. And Jesus dcpartetl from that“,
and came nigh uutotho sea of Rallies,“
wont up into a mountain and mm
there lie took the long journey to ID.
refreshtal by must faith and totlow -
for tile hidden one. We read of
clan that Ho tilt] “that that. no“ ,
Philip. one of the seven. along so‘
bring joy to the Ethiopian. «manic
mm from let-seen tolnatruot moi-laud,
millet M ii» "lbw . “
the ship in the storm to
There is nothing too wonderful hr
and He is always “this some JW’M
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llim. having with than than M W
lame. blind. dumb. malnlui. and.

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