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Evening gazette, Monday, March 9, 1896 · page 2

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’ Washington, D. C.

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THE SANDS OF TIME.

When the leaves are whispering damp and
dead
To the plash of the falling rain,
When the swallows have twittered good- by
and fled
Till summer-time comes again,
Shall I think as I shut the old year out
Of what is to come in the new,
Or leaves the future in shadow and doubt
To dream of the past with you?

Do you remember an April day,
The sun on the springing corn,
And the trees a-tint with the promise of
May, . .
Dc. you hear the far-off horn?
Last summer’s leaves crackled under our
feet,
Or wind-tossed round us flew—
And now ’tis only in memory sweet

That I tread through the woods with you.

Do you remember the hot July?
All nature gasped for breath,
While the faithless wind had forgotten to
sigh,
And flower-birth led by the little gate,
W'e stood in the shade by the little gate,
Together dea1, I and you,
And we heard the black bird call to his
mate
When the roses cried for the dew.

Do you remember a favorite horse,
A soft, warm nose in yourhand?
The silence that came as a matter of
course,
Or the speech that never was planned?
Do you remember—'tis months ago—
Or forget that you ever knew?
Dear, if I know as I think I know,
I know I am one with you.

' Do you remember the clear, cold night,

The night that our farewell sped?
You stood out dark ’gainst a streaming
light,
“ Take care of yourself!" you said.
All 0v er.‘ And yet though summer be
do wn
Its glories all lost to View,
I can never be heart- sick and never alone
When I travel the past with you.
—B. M. Danby, in Chambers’ Journal.

A SUCCESSFUL OPERATION.

 

 

Nurse IVinchester.
im-

John Steyne.

Scene: John Steyne’s bedroom,
mediately after the doctor’s visit.

Steyne—Nurse, what did the doctor
say?

Nurse—He feels very hopeful the
operation will prove successful, and
your sight saved—provided you con-
tinue to wear the bandage patiently. '

Steyne—lle said that in here. Out-
side, when you shut the door, he said
you looked ill.

Nurse (simulates a laugh) —-You’re
been eavesdropping. I haven’t much
color, naturally.

Stcyne—Still, you look ill.
ing me so wearisome?

Nurse—No; you are very considerate
—for a patient. But you must not
worry about me. Remember the doc-
tor’s Words: “Preserve atranquil mind.
The more patient you are the sooner

311 will see.”

Steyne (reflectively)—I think I have
been patient—-more patient than you
guess, nurse. I have longed so fervent-

Is nurs-

,]y to see—just one glance, as fleeting as

you please, provided it took in the right
object. (A' silence.) Nurse, how long
do I sleep in the daytime, as a rule?

Nurse—Pour or five hours.

Steyne—-I don’t. It’s pretense. I am
day-dreaming. I am wondering, among
other things, what your features are
like.

Nurse (begins to dust a mirror with
a lace handkerchief)——You are inquisi-
ti\ e.

Stey ne—It’ s not mere 1nqu1s1t1veness
I once knew a lady whose v oice so great-
ly resembled yours that I am eager to
know if your features bear liken‘ess too.

Nurse—In a few days your bandages
‘will be removed, and then— (Stops ab-
i'uptly.)

Ste yne—Why do you pause? I think
your conscience- is troubled, nurse.
What answer did you make the doctor
just now? That you have already

- written to the hospital to be relieved

of your dutieshere on the plea of fail-
ing health, and that you expect to be
relieved to-morrow. I heard.

Nurse—I can send you my photo-
graph. That will assuage your curios-
itv.

Steyne—It is my mind that requires
reliel' now.
an called Ethel Hampton?

Nurse (shaking out her lace hand-
kerc 1ief)—Yes.

Steyne (jumps excitedly to his feet)
——You did?

Nurse (severely)—I decline to pursue
the topic. You are exciting yourself
most detrimentally.

Steyne—-You leave me to consume
with inward fire.

Nurse—I decline to be an accessory
to your optical suicide.

Steync-—You cannot stay my thoughts.
I knew Ethel Hampton nine years ago.
I was almost engaged to marry her.
I suppose she is‘married now. (A Si-
lence.) You won’t reply? Well, it’s a
relief to talk about it. So you knew
her? Queer coincidence. My curiosity
to look upon you has increased a hun-
dredfold. Your voices are so similar,
too—«only hers was mischievous and
yours—is rather tearful.

Nurse—We lived together.‘ People
unconsciously imitate one another.

Steyn'e—For the same reason you
may have other characteristics in com-
mon.

Nurse (undecidedly)—Possibly.

Steyne—And did you admire her?

Nurse—I did—once.

Steyne—So did I—once—before I dis-
covered her duplicity—her hypocrisy.

Nurse (startled)—Before what?

Steyne (bitterly)-—She jilted me.

Nuise (confused)—I——she never told
me that, though she confessed most
things to me.

Stey nel—It is nevertheless a fact. I
had arranged to take her to the Queen’s
theater on a certain night. At the last
minute she sent me a telegram: “Sorry,
Too ill to go to theater. Don’t call.”

Nurse (amazed)~—You are mistaken!
She. couldn’t have sent that.

Shayne—Mistaken! Hardly. I have
the telegram still.

Nurse—With whose name attached?

Stey nc—Hampton—hers.

' Nurse—But she went to the theater
that night.

Steyne~'—So did I. I saw her in a box
-——looking anything but ill—with that

cad Brodham. Perhaps you didn’t-

know him.

 

 

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Nurse (agitated) ... Yes, he called
for her at the last minute.

Steyne—Prearranged.

Nurse—l. assure you it was not. (Em—
phatically) _And she did not send that
telegram, Why should she have added
“Don’t call?” You never did call—to
my knowledge.

_Steyne——By her request. Living in
rdoms with only a young companion—L
I suppose you were the compa ion,
nu1 se—she studiously rejected ale
visitors—except Brcklham. He called
frequently.

Nmse—He was privileged, being her
cousin. (After a little pause) But
you could have written.

_ Ste yne—After her telegram, and see-
ing her at the theater with Brodham!
Oh, no. I considered the explanation
due from her. I gave her'two days.

Nurse—Then you sent her a packet—-
minus explanation or accusation.

Steyne———And received, “per return,”
a packet from her, wit-h similar omis-
sions. That ended it. I went to the
Cape to forget.

Nurse(t rying to conceal her eager-
ness)—-And you were successful?

Steyne—Unfortunately, no. A love
scandal crept. into :1 Johannesburg pa,-
per telling of a woman who had driven
some poor devil of a man to suicide. In

, a roundabout way I learned that the.

woman was Ethel Hampton.

N urse—Ah! You did not hear that
the poor devil of a man was Fred Brod-
ham?

Stcyne—Good Lord! I beg your par-
don, nurse. Is that a fact?

Nurse—Yes. But you are exciting
_I ourself, and—

Steyne—It’s_,,_vof no use; the inward
fire’s a raging" furnace now. Tell me
this: Is Ethel Hampton married?

Nurse—One minute. Did you“, that
night you went to the Queen’s, send
Ethel Hampton a telegram in these
words: “Sorry. Too ill to go to the-
ater. Don‘t call. John Stcyne.”

Stey ne (surprised)—I did not send
that telegram, organy other.

Nurse—She received it.

Steyne—I swear most solemnly that
I didn’t send it. There’s circumstan-
tial evidence in my favor on the face

of 'it. The wording of the two tele-
grams is identical. One person sent
both.

Nurse—Later on that evening Fred
Brodham called and said your telegram
was a rotten excuse, for he had just
seen you, looking as fit as ever. And
having a. box for the Queen’s he per-
suaded her to accompany him.

Steyne (enlightened) ——Good heaven!
That’s how it was. (A pause) And
Fred Brodham shot himself.

Nurse—For which people blamed
her—because she was lucky enough
to scent his cunning.

Steyne (with renewed excitement-)—
Nurse “inchester—is Ethel Hampton
married yet?

Nurse—No.

Steyne—Thank God!
her for me?

Nurse—You will see her the day the
doctor removes your bandages if———if
the matron does not send a substitute
for me to-morrow.

Stcyne—She will be here if the
matron—? Then my day-dreaming
was not all madness. Ethel! (Puts
up his hands to tear away his ban-
dages).

Nurse (seizes his wrists) — John!
Don’t touch them! Don’t—for'my
sake—Black and IVhite.

MISTAKEN IDENTITY.
There Was a Vast Difference in the Two
Cases.

The other day at Montezuma, while
two citizens were conversing at the de-
pot, a negro approached and addressed
one of them as follows:

“Kurnel, I h'ar yo’ wants to git a man
out on do plantashun.”

“Yes, I'ivant a man out there,” re-
plied the colonel, as he looked the negro

Can you find

over. “Seems to me I’ve seen you be-
fore!”

“ leckon not, sah. I’ze new roun’
here”

“But l’m'sure I’ve seen you some-
where. Let’s see. I was over at Perry
the other day.”

“Yes, sah, yo’ was ober to Perry.”

“And while there I called at the jail.”

“Yes, sah, yo‘ called at de jail. Dey
has got a. powerful nice jail obcr to
Perry.’

“And while at the jail I saw a colored _

man who was serving a sentence for
stealing a hog.”

' “N o doubt of it,‘kurnel. Yes, yo’ dun
saw a cull’d pusson right in dat jail at
Perry.”

“And you are the man,” said the
colonel as he laid his hand on the ne-
gro‘s shoulder. _ »

“J es’ so, kurnel—jes’ so. I'was right
in dat jail at Perry, an’ I dun ’members
of seein' yo’ pass along. Curious what
a mem’ 1 y some white folks has in deir
heads!”

“But _, on don’t suppose I want a man
who has been in jail for stealing, do
you ?" exclaimed the colonel.

“No, sah—no, sah. Of co’se yo‘ don’t.
Dat’s what I’ze here to displain about.
Yo’ got it all wrong ’ bout dat- hog.
kurnel. De pusson who dun stole de
hog was asleep when yo’ called. I
wasn’t in (lat jail for stealin’ no hog.
I’ze no such-man as dat.”

“Then what were you in for?”

“Why, dey said dem two bags er cot-
ton seed meal dcy found in my cart was
tooken from de depo’. ”

“Oh, I see. Well, What’s the differ-
ence ‘3” _

“What’s the difierence? Heaps 0’
difference, sah. On-de one hand, I’ze
loadin’ up a bar’l 0’ salt arter dark, an’
dem bags jus’ tumbled into my cart
while my back wuz turned. 011 de odder
band, a pusson goes out by daylight
and runs a hog aroun’ de woods for ober
two hours before he cotches a hind leg.
’Scuse me, kurnel, I did reckon I’d like
to work on yo’ plantashun, but if yo’
am de sort 0’ man’who can’t see de dif-
ference between a pusson restin’ in jail
to obleege de jury an’ bein’ sent to jail
fur stealin’ a hog, I couldn’t trust my
reputashum in yo hands. Good mawn-

in’, kurnel, good mawnin’!”-—Atlanta
Constitution.

 

,, SOME PET INAMES.

Wives Inaptly Bestow Them Upon Their
. Husbands. -

The little god of love betrays even
dignified people into the most ingeni-
ously incongruous terms of endear-
ment sometimes. And'this‘in defiance
of the fact that the real love words of
every language we the most musically
beautiful combinations of sounds pos-
sible.

So sweetly melodious are our own
“darling,” “dearest,” “sweetheart,”
that one is fa-in to pity him or her who
has never heard them tenderly uttered
v ith a.specia1 application. While the
French “mon ami," “cherie,” “mu
mignonne,” etc., are spoken music, and
even the German “meine geliebste”
might glorify that strong language
“Honey,” “dcaiie, ” “sweet” are still
on the right side of the ridiculous. Even
“pet” is admissible, though it once oc-

curred to me that to address aswarthy;

six- foot, 250- -pound Cuban at a publ'.r
dinner as “petite” might be just on thr
bordeli land.

_ But- where the divine passion is real-
ly dominant, all these expressions are
'quite too commonplace.

I know a well-built, well-groomed
man of the world, with astrong, mascu-
line face, a splendid, athletic figure.
Standing six feet three inches in his
stockings, and stately and dignified in
his bearing. His enraptured wife finds
no word so expressive of her appfeciu.
tion of his charms as “Kitten.” She,
by the way, is Juno, and he, not to be
outdone in malters of the heart, also
calls her “Kitten.” So it is Kitten and
Kitten, until I am sure they have for-
gotten that the English language pose
sesses proper nouns, in Igencral usage
in polite society.

Then there is a fat man with pudgx
face and protruding figure. Nothing
seems to satisfy the soul of his doting
wife but Birdie. Birdie he is, Birdie
he must be though all the world would
blush for it.

Then I cannot forget one of my deai
friends whose husband, 20 years 1101

senior, is a hard-headed business man,

who is .said sometimes to wander
into “ways that- are dark, and tricks
that are vain." Happily, I do not know
just what she calls him during these
periods. But I do know that during
his temporary lapses into virtue 511-:
is a most devoted, loving wife, and that
when her passion for him is at moder-
ate height she contents herself with
“mall tweetness,” and “cunning
singie,” but when it rises to 'flood tide.
she cast-s upon him the most loving
and languishing glances and calls him
“Crow.”

Another tall, gaunt, raw—boned, ill-
favored friend is also worthy of passing
mention. His hair is carrot-colored
and scra I=g1,3 his neck so thin that it
resembles nothing so much as a snarl
of strings, vhile his hands, feet and
anatomy generally call up visions of
Ichabod Crane. His affectionate spouse
could find no name f01 him that so
pleased her fancy as “Puddin.” Sm.
scolded him as “Puddin.” and loved him

 

 

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as “Puddin.” A-s “Puddin” he was
cowed, driven and bullied, and as “Pud-
coaxed, wheedled and
caressed. '

There is a well-known editor of one
of this country’s great papers, :1 man of
stalwart frame, keen countenasnce, bril-
liant intellect. To his wife he is “Itty
one,” and she to him is “Preshy” (pre«
cious).

It is surprising that a. delicate, rev
fined, high- -bred woman could best ex-
press' her ardor for her husband in the
words “Snooks” and “Shoppy,” yet
I haveknown such to be the case; and
it would seem as though a dignilcrl
professor might object to being called
“Hubby,” but 1 have seen him respond
to it with a smile so wide that the
Cheshire cat wasn’t in it.

'One prominent literary man rarely
addresses his tiny young wife as any-
thing but “Kid," which is not inap—
propriate if someWhatunmusical. But
it is usually the very little man with the
enormous wife whose ebulitions (ff/sen-
iimental tenderness can only find ex—
pression in calling her “Baby.”

_These are by no means the vagaries
of youth and inexperience. I was once
traveling in one of the western states,
when a groom of about 70 came aboard
with a blushing bride of perhaps 65.
They soon became oblivious, and this
conversation was heard:

IIe——Whose ittle Lammie?

She—Bot of us. .

. And perhaps all are familiar with the
overheard conversation between the
Concord school of philosophy professor
and the Vassar graduate: ‘ .

V. G.—Dar1ing? '

Ph. D.—Yes, darling.

V. G.—Nothing—only darling.

Truly is not the god of love the god
of humor as well?—--Detroit> Free Press.

 

A Bit of Unneeded Advice.

It would be a good-idea for mothers
in-law to let their daughters-in-law
alone where domestic matters are con-
cerned, unless their advice is asked.
This sounds harsh, but it is meant to
be sensible. Thc husband’s mother, as
a rule, is too fussy about her son. Of
course, it is difficult for her to realize
that another woman and a comparative.
stranger, can know as much about “my
boy” as his mother does, but it’s very
often true. '

So that cheery and wide-awake moth-
cr-in-law who comes in smiling, makes
no suggestions, offers no criticisms,
thinks everything splendid—or says she
does—and isn’t full of tiresome rem-

iniscences of “how she used to do," is I

likely to be the power behind the throne

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THE FAMILY BATHROOM.

An Indispensable Adjunct to 5' Well-
Ordered Household.

It‘ is one of the most surprising things

in the world why peOple who have the
ordinary comforts of life should build
houses without bathrooms.
‘ The farmer needs the bath .much
more than his city neighbor, and could
have it at a small cost. A bathtub is
not expensive, and with a good force-
pump and a barrel or two as head
water, can be arranged without the
aid of skilled labor. If the house is
already built and there is no room for
the bathtub, it might be put into the
kitchen, or even into the family living
room. A heavy curtain or a. strong
screen could conceal it, and, when not
in use, a cover could be closed down
over it, and it would be quite out of
the way. But a little ingenuity and
work will fix it in fine running order in
any ordinary dwelling.

There are many houses where there
is a range, with hot and cold water,
but no bathtub. This is an omission
that should not be tolerated. A small
tank, with force-pump and drainage,
can be supplied for a very little money,
and if the house is not warm enough
to keep this without freezing, it is
t1me some measures Were taken to in-
sure anti—freezing conditions.

A well-equipped bath-room,
closet, can be arranged in any dwell-
ing where there is even a tolerable
supply of water. The kitchen sink
can drain through the pipes, the water
from the weekly wash will clear them
out, and if there is proper ventilation
and a suitable outlet there will be noth-
ing unsanitary in the outfit.

Of course, the more water the better,
but as every house is, or should be.
supplied with a never- failing well, the
muscle expended in pumping is very
well used in this direction. By all
means have the health, comfort and
safety of the family provided for by
proper and sanitary bathroom and
closet arrangements—N. Y. Ledger.

 

A POINTER...

V

Is your plate glass or .safe insured?

If not, call on nieand

I will write you a. policy in the Mutual Plate Glass and Sale Insur.

In Case of Fire

You should be insured. A policy in the Reliance 01 Philadelphia;

ance Company. Glass will break and burglars use dynamite.

Phoenix ,of Hartford; Scotland Union of Scotland; New Hampshire of

Manchester; Rochester German of Rochester; United States and Pacific

of New Yprk; Seourity of New Hampshire. or Granite State 01 Ports-

mouth will protect you against the fire fiend.

-' w. E11. Errnonon,

Real Estate and General Insurance,

‘Ams NEGOTIATED AND INVESTMENTS MADE.

'————-CORRESPONDENCE Sou CITED

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