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A RED CROSS KNIGHT.
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The crimSon glow of, sunlight falls
Along the monumental walls,
Where still in faded pomp are read
The name and virtues oiithe dead.
Yet from you effigy of knight ,
The graven name has vanished quite;
No words remain; but stories tell
That he who sleeps fought true and well;
In kindness swift, in ve eance slow~—
A constant friend. a co rteous foe;
Who partly fought for love of fight. ._
But chiefly for the love of right. i
To Holy Land he rode away:
Seek thou a holy land to-day. ,
With sword and battle axe he strove:
Seek thou the armory of love.
He won on earth a poor renown:
Win thou on earth Love’s fadeless crown.
-—Gentleman’s Magazme.
* NURSE AND PATIENT.
s...—
Dramatis personals—John Steyne,-
Nurse Winchester.
Scene-John Steyne’s bedroom, im-
mediately after the doctor’s visit. '
Steyne-Nurse, what did the doctor
say?
or tion will prove successful, and your
sig t saved—provided you continue to
wear the bandage patiently.
Steyne—He said that in here. Out-
side, when ypu shut the door, he said
you looked ill. , ,
Nurse (simulates a laugh)—-—You’ve
been eavesdropping. I haven’t much
color, naturally.
Steyne—Still you look ill. Is nursing
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 a tranquil mind.
The more patient you are the sooner
you will see.”
Steyne (reflectively)—I think I have
been patient—more patient than you
guess, nurse. I have longed so ferv-
ently to see—just one glance, as fleet-
ing 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—Four 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 very in-
quisitive.
,miSteyne—It’s not mere inquisitiveness.
Iane knew a lady whose voice so
grmatly resembled yours that I am eager
to know if your features bear likeness
too.
Nurse—In a few days your bandage
will be removed, and then— (Stops
abruptly.) _
Steyne—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 duties here on the pleaof failing
health," and that you expect to be re—
I heard. ‘
Nurse—I can send you my photo-
graph. That Will assuage your curi—
osity.
Steyne—It is my mind that requires
relief now. Did you ever know a wo
man called Ethel Hampton?
Nurse (shakes out her lace handker-
chief)—Yes.
Steyne (jumps excitedly to his feet)—
You did!
Nurse (severely)--—I decline to pursue
the topic. You are exciting yourself
most detrimental] y. .
Steyne—You leave me to consume
with inward fire.
Nurse—I decine to be an accessory
to your optical suicide.
Steyne—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 sil-
ence.) 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.
Steyne—For the same reason you may
have other characteristics in common.
Nurse (undecidedly)—Possibly.
Steyne—And did you admire her?
Nurse—I did once.
Steyne—And so did I—once—before
I discovered her duplicity—her hypoc-
risy. '
Nurse (startled)—Before what?
Steyne (bitterly)—She jilted me.
Nurse (confused)—I—she never told
me‘ that, though she confessed most
things to me.
Steyne—It is nevertheless a fact. I
had arranged to take her to the Queen’s
Theatre on a certain night. At the last
minute she sent me a telegram :-—"-‘ “Sorry.
Too ill to go to theatre. 'Don’t call.”
Nurse (amazed)—You are mistaken!
She couldn’t have said that.\
Steyne—Mistaken! Hardly. I have
the telegram still.
Nurse—With whose name attached?
Steyne-eHampton—her s.
Nurse—But she went to the theatre-
that night. ,- '
Steyne—So did I. I saw her there, in
a box, looking anything but ill, with
that cad Brodham. Perhaps you didn't
know him.
N urse (agitated)—Yes. He‘called for
her at the last minute.
Steyne—Prearranged.
Nurse—I assure you it was not. (Em-
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
rooms, with only a companion—I sup-
pose you were the companion, nurse—
she studiously‘rejected male visitors,
except Brodham. He called frequently.
Nurse-He was privileged, being her
cousin. (After a little pause) But you
could have written. .
Steyne—After her telegram, and see-
ing her at the theatre 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.
’.
Nurse—He feels very hopeful the op:
vW-W
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‘ was an unsuccessful miner, and it was
Steyne—And received, “per return,”
a packet from her, wit similar omis-
sions. That ended it. I went to the
Cape to forget. _
Nurse—(trying to conceal her eager-
ness)—And you were successful?
Steyne—Unfortunately, no. A love
scandal crept into a Johannesburg pa-
per, telling of a woman Who had driven
some poor devil of a man to suicide. In
a loundabout way I learned that the
woman was Ethel Hampton.
N ursc—-Ahl You did not hear that
the poor devil of a. man was Fred Brod-
ham.
Steyne—Good Lord! I beg your par-
don, nurse. Is that afaCt? '
N urso—Yes. But you are exciting
yourself, and—-
teyne—It’s of 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 than-
tre. Don’t call. John Steyne?”
Steyne—(surprised)—-I did not send
that telegram or any other.
Nurse—She received it.
Steyne—I swear most solemnly that I
did not send it. There’s circumstantial
evidence in my favor on the face of it.
The wording of the two telegrams 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 Winchester, is Ethel Hampton
married yet?
Nurse: N o. .
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 tomorrow. ' ,
Steyne: She will be here if the ma-
tron—then my day dreaming was not
all madness. Ethel! (Puts up his hands
to tear away his bandages.)
Can you find
don’t touch them!
---Black and White.
ANKLE DEEP IN SUGAR.
A Story of New Orleans When General ,1
Butler Was in Charge. 1
Gen. Hoard, of Wisconsin, speaking l
of the entry of the Union Army into.
New Orleans, said the other day:—“I
was one,of the most Surprised men in
the whole world. I had heard of fairy
lands in which the fivers ran wine and
the hills were" made of great lumps of
sugar, but I never conceivedpf a city
whose streets were knee-deep in sweet-
ness. , Yet this was just the case when
weentered New Orleans. I absolutely
waded ankle- deep in sugar, and that in
the streets along the river.
While the affair has become a matter
of history, I shall never forget the sight.
You see, the fact of the blockade of the
port had caused a vast quantity of the
products of the South, chiefly sugar and
cotton, to pile up in the city, and the
inability of its owners to ship the stuff
resulted in the warehouses being filled
to overflowing. When General Lovell
realized that he must give up the fight
and leave the city be determined to
render it impossible for the Union sol-
diers to make use of the accumulation
of stores. To this end he gave orders
for its destruction, and hundi'feds of
hogsheads of new sugar were broken
open and their contents cast into the
streets just like so much river sand.
It was a useless commodity for the
time being, and great masses of the
stuff were piled up where the destruc-
tion occurred. When we marched into
the section .of the city where the sugar
had been stored we literally waded in
sugar. I never saw such waste in all
my life in this respect, while along the
levee front were the evidence of the
burning of the cotton which had been
stored there waiting for an opportunity
for shipment to Europe.”
LOTTA’S Fl NANCE-S.
She Has a Clever Business Bead and Much
Real Estate.
A successful bachelor-maid is Lotta,
who has wooed a goodly fortune from
the fickle goddess. She is credited with
having $2,000,000, well invested in a
hotel in Boston nextto the Park Ave-
nue Theatre, which she also owns. In
New York she has a fine apartment
house, and she owns real estate all over
the country. She and her mother, Mrs.
Crabtree, make all of the investments
without the help of men. Her father
Don’t for my sake. I
from a log cabin on Rabbit Creek, 031.,
that the actress made her debut.
Money in Hunting Wolves in Montana.
Bills fo'r bounties on wolves and coy-
otes aggregating 858,000 have been pre~
sented to the Secretary of State of Mon-
tana, this fall, and the season is said to
be only just about opening. The Legis-
lature offered a bounty of $3 each on
the scalps of wolves and coyotes, and a
great many people are making lots of
money hunting the animals. Indeed.
wolf hunting has been adopted as a
steady business by many former cow-
boys.
Sympathy for the Volcano.
Speaker Reed‘s critics 'are solemnly
warning him that he is “sitting on a
volcano”; but if that is the case, people
who have had , casual encounters with
,Mr. Reed will sympathize with the vol-
cano.—Philadelphia Ledger.
. ‘ How Careless! ,
Uncle Backwoods—I see it says here
some New York banks have been doing
business for thirty years, and never
closed their doors. ~
' Mrs. Backwoods—Dear me, ,how' care-
less! I wonder anybody trusts ’em
‘or steer a nozzle.
ALWAYS AT FIRES.
The Queer Fad of a Young Brooklyn Mil-
lionaire. .
William H..Porter, otherwise “Billy”
Porter, a. young millionaire who is in
business’in this city and lives in Brook-
lyn, has developed a fad that promises
to make him, famous. Every, night,
rain or shine, snow or, hail, freeze or
them-Mr. Porter turns out o a bicycle
to every fire that is rung in in the city
across the Bridge. In "order that he
may be promptly on the scene he has
hada fire alarm rigged up in his bed-
room.
It is Mr. Porter’s boast that he always
beats the engine, except in the cases
where he has a. long distance to travel,
when the firemen of the local district
naturally get to the conflagrationahead
of him. But on even terms he says he
can beat the engine almost without an
effort. ' . .
This millionaire with a queer hobby
.has spent a small fortune in getting his
fire paraphernalia in perfect shape. In
his bedroom is a gong that connects
with Fire Headquarters. On this every
alarm is sounded, There is an auto-
matic connection by means of "which
the gas in Mr. Porter’s bedroom is turned
on and lighted at the first strike of the
gong. Simultaneously a gong is sounded
in the stable behind the house where
the bicycles are stored. Lamps are al-
ways kept lighted in the stable, and, the
place where the gong is attached, turns
out instantly to get everything in readi-
ness for his master.
Mr. Porter meanwhile ,has slipped
into a pair of trousers and a sweater,
and with a celerity that would do credit
to the most expert fireman, he is up and
away. The lower part of the house is
flooded with light by the same arrange-
ment that ignites the gas in his bed—
room. The stairways, the halls, the
dining-room and the ‘kitchen, through
which his path lies toward the stable,
u re all brilliantly lighted up, so that he
can run without any danger of bumping
into tables and chairs and being bowled
over. Usually in five seconds after the
first alarm has sounded Mr. Porter is
in the saddle and scorching toward the
fire.
Arrived at the fire, the bicyclist turns
fireman, helping to hold down a hose
The firemen all know
Nurse (seizing his wrists):' John. f
him, and they say he is a willing and
brave fire fighter.
Mr. Porter inherited from his father a
I large manufacturing business, whichhé
conducts. He is twenty-six years old.——
New York Journal.
ELI PERKINS AND BILL NYE.
Llow These Humorists Joked Each Other
in Laramie.
In a recent article Mellville D. Landor
published the following story of the
' late Bill Nye and himself:
7
On the occasion-of my visit to Lara-
mie Mr. Nye introduced me to my Lara-
mie audience. His introduction was like .
thlsz’ ' ‘
“Ladies and gentlemen: I am glad
that it has devolved upon me tonight
to announce that we are to have an in-
teresting lecture on lying by one of the
most distinguished—[There was a
pause, for Mr. Nye’s inflection indi-
cated that .he had finished,- and the au-
dience yelled with delight, so that it
was some time before the sentence was
concluded] lecturers from the East.”
Mr. Nye continued: “We have our
ordinary country liars in Laramie, but
Mr. Perkins comes from the metropolis.
Our every-day liars have a fine record.
We are proud of them. But the un-
cultured liars of the prairie cannot be
expected to cope with the gifted and
more polished prevaricators from the
cultured East. Ladies and gentlemen,
permit me to introduce to you Eliar
Perkins.” . -
“Ladies and gentlemen,” I said in
reply, “I feel justly flattered by your
Laramie humorist’s tribute to my ver-
acity, but truly I am not as great a liar
as Mr. Nye—” and then I seemed to
falter. The audience saw my dilemma
and applauded, and finally I couldn’t
finish the sentence for some moments,
but continuing I said: “I am not as big
a liar as Mr. Nye—would have you
think.”
She “’as Qualified. ,
A little girl was in the witness box
and, as usual, before she was allowed
to be sworn, she was examined by the
presiding J udge—Mr. Justice Manle—
as to her understanding the nature of
an oath and in her belief in a. future
state.
“Do you. know what an oath is, my
child?” asked the Judge.
“Yes, sir; I am obliged to .tell the
truth.” ' ‘
“And if you always tell the truth,
where u‘iil you go when you die?”
“Up to heaven, sir,”
“And what will become of you if you
tell lies?” I
“I shall go to the naughty place, sir.”
“Are you quite sure of that?”
"Yes, sir, quite sure.”
“Let her be sworn,” said Mauls; “it
is quite, clear she knows a great deal
more than 1 do.”—Pick-Me-Up.
None Too .Much Time.
"Perkins, why does Lent last forty
days?” ' .
“Because it takes most women that
long to decide what kind of Easter bon'
nets they want."-Chicsgo Record.
“Mammal: honest it wasn’t me that ct
up all that cake—it was Bobby.”
With their money—TEES.- _
“Well,'Dick. bring me the cathodal
kodak and I’ll see at once which one of
you is guilty.-—Chicago Record.
J olmny’s Judgment.
“Mamma. do you think Uncle Barney
will go to Heaven?”
“I hope. so Johnny. ‘ Why?”
“'Cause he won’t if the Lord knows
him as Well as I do.”—-Chicago Tribune.
Sure to Work. .
“Whatis a geod 'way to attract at:‘
tention?” '
“One of the ’ best ways I- know is to .
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coachman, who sleeps just above’the.
~ pends. Good blood means strong nerves,
’ blood means scrofula, dyspepsia, rheuma-
. .rJAPAN’S“ BUSY WORKERS.“
llow They 'Make Textiles, Matches,vMat-
- tins and Tooth Brushes. ‘
It is the opinion of! Mr. Robert P.
Porter, expressed in the North Amer-
ican Review, that when Japan is fully
equipped with the latest machinery
she will be “the most potent industrial
force in the markets of, the world.”
And, meanwhile, she is already mak-
ing enormous strides in her indus-
tries, and chiefly in those whose prod-
ucts find their way to the marts of
other lands. Old appliances and new
ones work side by side, the ancient
spinning wheel and the great factory.
Thus far the competition touches
only a few articles, notably textile
fabrics, floor matting, hempen and
jute rugs, umbrellas, matches,
brushes, porcelain and earthenware.
straw plaits and' braids, and so on.
But it is the suddenness of the chal-
lenge thrown down, in some cases,
that is Startling and suggestive; and
even where the exported articles are
comparatively unimportant, they are
at least staple.
The blue and white cotton rugs,
the attractive cotton crapes, and the
summer silks from Japan are well
known in our stores. So are the cheap
tooth brushes, regarding which Mr.
Porter says that an Osaka firm offered
him the whole output of its factories
for $1.50 (gold) per gross. Five dol-
lars in gold will purchase a gross of
hair brushes, and he obtained in Ja-
pan samples of nail brushes and shav-
ing brushes at prices equally .low.
The quality of these cheap goods is
poor, but for $8 gold'per gross Mr.
Porter found a very superior grade
of tooth brushes.
Last year Japan exported, mostly to
China, nearly $5,000,000 worth of
matches. “Their safety matches can
be bought for fourteen silver dollars,
or, say, $7.50 in gold, for 7,200 boxes.
Can Sweden compete at this price?
Can the United States?”
“I am informed that a large trade
in the manufacture of English cigars
is carried on, principally in the east
end of London. All the ends of cigars
and cigarettes, ‘dottels,’ and chewed
‘quids,’ are bought at so much per
pound from public houses and music
halls, besides those" picked up in the
street. These savory morsels are put
into a large bath, where a kind of
tobacco broth is made.
“In the early autumn, when the
chestnut leaves are beginning to turn
a golden color, parties are ‘organized,
who go to wherever they can get a
good supply of these leaves, which are
then put on long wires and immersed
.in this filth for either a long or short
time, according to the requirements
of a strong or mild cigar. These
leaves are then rolled into English ci-
gars.”
The above correspondent’s state-
ment tallies with an incident which
occurred some years ago, when a cer-
tain person was charged with illegally
manufacturing cigars. His defense
was that the cigars he manufactured
did not contain a particle of tobacco.
And what is more, he proved his case.
His cigars were made of brown pa-
per, embossed to look like leaves, and
steeped in tobacco juice.
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