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Miss .'l3-.hby was a stoutly built Eng
lish woman about thir—ty —f1ve years 01
age, and she was accustomed to take
an early walk round Regent‘s Paris
every morning, between six and seven,
when ,the weather permitted; She
called it her “constitutional.”
She was a . daily gov ruess, and
worked for a meager salary on which
she supported her aged mother.
This was the time when ladies wore
' side curls such as those which so 1111-
becomingly decorate portraits of the
late Mrs. Browning.
Miss Tabby was by no means a
beauty; he1'face was too broad, 1191
mouth too wide, her lips, too thin and
the upper one too long; but ,her teeth
were 'white and strong and regular.
Her eyes were the sweetest in the
world, and such merry ones they were
too!
Miss Tabby were false curls. She
had some real ones, but they were
very scanty, and to supplement them
she wore on each side of her face three
dark brown ringlets that dangled from
a little side comb, so she had only to
stick the comb into her hair and there
they were me"
As I have mentioned, Miss Tabby
was a great walker. It was three miles
around Regent’s Park, and she did it
in an hour. She walked with a long
stride and a springy gait, and with a
ceitain heave of her plump shoulders
that was quite perceptible through the
Paisley $11an which formed the inva-
riable wrap in the walking costume of
that period1
One lovely morning, when the park
had put on its brightest dress of ver-
dant green to greet the advent of the
London season, when the hawthorn,
lilac and chestnut trees were out in
bloom, delighting the senses with their
beauty and fragrance, Miss Tabby
commenced her walk precisely at
seven o’clock.
This morning she stepped jauntily
along, holding up her dicss over her
hooped skirt quite unaware that there
was a tall military gentleman not very
far behind her.
“Fine walker,” said the gentleman,
looking critically at the lady in ad-
vance of him. “She must have been
drilled at some time in her life by a
sergeant. I believe she could keep
step with me, and I never yet found a
woman who could do that; but then, to
be sure, an old bachelor like myself
does not often walk with ladies. 'What
a sensible woman she must be to weal
those stout boots' ’
Just then the lady in front dropped
something; it was' a little blacky-
brown thing, 'all wiggles. The gentle-
man stopped, looked intently at it,
poked it with his umbrella, but could
make nothing of it. He finally stooped,
picked up the strange object gingerly
with his first finger and thumb, and
holding it at arm’s length, gazed at it
for some time.
“Looks like hair,” said he aloud, fox
being a lonely old fellow he was accus-
tomed to talk to himself. Diving has-
tily into'his pocket, he brought out his
spectacles, set them on his nose, and
studied the mysterious article minute-
ly. “By Jove, it’s curls!” he cried, and
hastened after the lady.
Miss Tabby was startled when he
overtook her, and taking off his hat
with a grand military bow presented
her with the ringlets. She dropped
her dress, raised both hands to her
face, felt on. one side an abundance of
hairund on the other a vacuum, and
with a little embarrassed laugh put
out her hands for the curls. After in-
serting them in their place an inspira-
tion seized her, for this London-bred
old maid was as guileless as a little
child, so gazing up innocently into the
01d gentleman’s face, she said naive-
1y.—
‘ Will you be my looking —glass, sir,
and tell me if they are on straight?"
"Really, ma'am, I cannot tell. I am
——ahcm——not accustomed to such
things."
"Ah. well,” said the lady, who had
by this time recovered her self-posses-
sion, ‘fiit does, not greatly matter. I
suppose they will pass in a crowd. But
A11 - just fancy what I should have suffered
.if I had gone through Cumden'To-wn
with three stout curls on one side of
my face and two hnlf'starved ones on
the other! All the street boys would
have been guying me.” And she shook
her ringlets at him and smiled.
The general was a sedate man with
a. very small sense of humor; but when
Miss Tabby drew this picture of her-
self he remembered how funny she
looked when he first overtook her, and
he laughed until the tears stood in his
eyes. Wiping them away with a great
white silk pocket handkerchief, he
said, —
“Do you know you have made me
laugh for the file time f01 ten years?"
“Have 1?” she returned, with a
twinkle in her sweet brown eyes. “My
friends tell me I have a faculty that
way. But I beg your pardon, sir; I
really did not mean to do it, and I
thank you very much for my lost
curls." ’
“The lard
the general.
Miss Tabby waited for him to con-
tinue his walk, but he said,—
“As we seem to be out for a consti-
11 has done me good,” said
'tution-al, have you any objection to our
walking together?”
Miss Tabby, with all her sweetness,
had a great deal of firmness of charac-
ter—what is called backbone; there-
fore at this question her long upper lip
closed tightly'down upon her thin un-
der one and the smile faded from her
face; she considered for a. moment,
then answered very gravely,—
“As I am no longer yOung, and you
appear to be a respectable elderly gen-
tleman, I suppose we can safely walk
together round the park." '
They began their conversation by
talking of the weather. People in Eng—
- eral.
land always do this. They advance
from the weather to town topics, an ‘ '
finally becoming confidential, talked a
themselves. Miss Tabby was rathe
aghast when she found she was wall
111;: with a man whose name was wrli‘
ten in the history of the British E11:
pire; but she comforted herself by re
fleeting that he was but a man, afte
all, and so went on as if nothing ha;
happened
“ Aheml” coughed the general. “Wil
vou accept the shelter of my um
bz'ella?’
The matter— of— fact lady replied the
she w ould be glad to do so.
“Ahem! Will you _._be-offended if -
suggest that by taking ‘my arm yo?
will receive more benefit from it.”
Miss Tabby at once took his arm.
They walked on until they arrived a _
the ugly little street in which she lived
Her home was a few doors from the
of the Italian conspirator, Mazzini. I
was hailing desperately when the:
reached the doo-r,.therefore Miss Tab
by felt herself compelled to ask he
new friend to take shelter in th
house. She devout-1y hoped he WOUli
refuse, but he accepted the invitatim
with the most cheerful alacrity, am
followed her into the diminutive parlo
where her mother sat at the breakfas
table awaiting her.
Mrs. Tabby was the fac-simile of he.
daughter, allowing for the differenc.
in years. A
“Mother, let me introduce to y01
General Banning who has come t1
take shelter from the storm.”
The general bowed over Mrs. Tab
by’s hand in his best Sir Charle:
Grandison style.
“You will excuse us,” said Miss Tab
by, “if we pioceed with breakfast, a:
I am due at Hyde Park Corner at tel
o’clock.”
“Certainly," said the general seating
himself without fufllthel delay at the
table.
\Iiss Tabby seen rose, and donning
her waterproof said,—
“I must commend you to the tende1
mercies of my mother, general, as l
have a long walk before me.”
' “You do not mean that you are going
to walk all that distance?” he asked.
“I shall take an omnibus part of the
way.”
The general rose from his seat, drew
himself up to his full height—Mis:
Tabby thought his head would toucl
the ceiling—and said in his best mili
tary mn-nne1',— ‘
“I desire, Miss Tabby, that you re
main here until I fetch a cab.”
It was not long before he became .5
frequent visitor in Camden Town, and
by-and—by he ventured to take the
ladies for a stroll in the Botanical anc
Zoological Gardens.
He never escorted them to Kensing
ton Gardens; he was afraid of meeting
some of his rich relations, who might
make inquiries concerning the ladies
that he did not care to answer. He had
quite a considerable fortune, and al-
though his brothers did not care fox
him, they had a ‘great affection for his
money. and they kept their eyes be
him for that reason. But as for any
attention they ever showed him, it
never went farther than an invitation
to a grand party now and then.
‘Things went on this way until the
end of September when the fashion
ables had left town and Regent's Park
looked very deserted, wet and dreary.
It was raining as usual, one Saturday
morning, as the general and Miss
Tabby were proceeding arm in arm
under one umbrella. After quite a
long silence the general said,—
“Do you remember Miss Tabby, the
remark I made about your walking
when first we met?”
“Oh, yes! You said I was the best
’walkcr, for a lady, you ever saw.”
“And did I not say anything else?"
“You said I was the only lady whc
could keep'step with you.”
“Well, don‘t you think, as we walk
so well together, we might as well
keep step for the rest of our lives?”
Miss Tabby hesitated and blushed.
She had not blushed for years until
that spring morning a few months ago,
when the general presented her with
the lost curls, and ever since then she
had been troubled in this particular.
Usually when she answered the gen-
eral she raised her eyes to his face;
she had to raise them a long way, as
his height was considerable; but to.
day she looked down at his boots and
remarked unconsciously to herself that
he had his goloshes on, while she had
forgotten hers
“Well. Miss Tabby, I am waiting fox
my answer,” said the general.
'Now he had on an Inverness cloak;
it had a very large cape which hid the
plump hand that rested on his a1m;he
therefore thought he might safely give"
it a little p1essu1'e.
“Well genern'il ” said Miss Tabby,
“do you think your relatives would ap-
prove of me?"
- “Bother my relatives!” said the gen-
“I am not going to marry to
please them, but myself.”
The lady finally gave her consent,
and so it came to pass that a few
weeks afterward they were married in
the little church at Highgate by its un-
pretending minister; and the general's’
brother, the rich Indian merchant, and
his family were ‘greatly' astonished
when they received a very large enve-
lope containing a smaller and more 01'-
nate one, from which they drew two
cards tied together by a little silver
cord.
On the smaller ones were engraved
the words, “General Banning, V. 0..
Hanover Terrace, Regent's Park.”
And on the larger one, “Mrs. Banning,
Hanover Terrace, Regent’s Park."
Great was their consternation, and
many were the disagreeable remarks
passed upon the couple by those rich
and selfish people; but they never
knew how much happiness was signi-
fied by the little silver cord that tied
the cards together.
MRS.
.1.le B.) nown.
A SUPPLY BOAT.
MAKES A. Rodi-13 OF CALLS Tc
TH,E DIFFERENT LIGHTHOUSES.
All the Year the Arnieria is Busy in [luck
Sam’s Service, Carrying Oil, Etc., to 80!
Stations on the Coast—A1350 Sees to De-
stroying Unused Articles. '
The United States owns one vesse
that has no counterpart" in America:
waters. She is the Armeria, the
light-house supply ship. All the yeai
she is busy carrying oil to 850 light
houses on our coast, and not only oil ,
but towels, wicks, brushes, soap
brooms, cutlery, stationery—all thi
things that the government supplie:
t0 light-houses and their keepers, say:
a contributor to the Chicago Inter
Ocean. And, by the way, right hen
is a good place to tell about the dis
tressing extravagance Uncle Sam dis
plays about all his “second-hand” pos
sessions; perhaps it is unavoidable
but 'it is painful to a thrifty hear
nevertheless.
Whenever new things are given 1‘01
old to his servants, the old are de
stroyed remorselessly; tinware ‘tha'
only needs a. little tinkering, lamps
lacking a new burner, brushes the:
are good for work but not for the par
ticular work required, furniture thal
is being displaced by something bet'
tor—«all these things are taken mm)
by the Armeria, and far out to sea.
where it is certain that no currem
will ever carry them back to be of use
to anybody, and they are dropped
overboard. The same ' plan of de-
struction of displaced articles is pur-
sued in all government departments
only when, say, a signal service ofii-
cer is allowed a new desk, the old one
is not sent to sea, but is backed intt
kindling wood on land. I am- not sure
that the kindling wood can be used
for anything but a useless bonfire, £01
the idea in all this destruction is to re-
move any temptation to get new
things in order to make something of]
the old.
The Armerin is a big, white steam-
er, with yellow funnel and uniformed
officers, so that you can' tell from afai
that she is algovernment vessel, but
she does not belong to the navy; she
is one of a great fleet controlled by
the Treasury Department and dc-
voted to services that have nothing tc
do with war. There are about 150
light stations on the Pacific coast and
about 265 on the great lakes. Oil is
purchased in the west for the, lake
stations, but all the rest are supplied
from the government depot on Staten
Island; the oil for the Pacific coast is
sent around the Horn in sailing ves-
sels, and the Armeria carries all they
need to all the rest of. the United
States light-houses. She visits each
once a year, coming back to Staten Is-
land three times between the diner-
ent annual cruises to get new supplies
and to be overhauled and repainted.
Capt. Wright is the shipmaster, and
he has commanded -a light-house sup-
ply ship for 25 years, and he is the
only man living who could pilot a
ship into every harbor of the Atlantic
and Gulf coasts of the United States.
He can give you the exact location of
every lighthouse, lightship, buoy and
beacon on this side of our country,
from Maine to Texas.
. Naturally, light-houses are genefal-
ly in difficult and dangerous waters,
' and the best of-seamanship is none too
good for the Armeria. The light of
Jupiter inlet down in Florida is the
hardest of all to supply, for the
freight boat must he landed on an
open beach, where there is always a
heavy surf; it is frequently over-
turned, but in one way or another not
only the Jupiter light is kept burning,
but at this same point are landed the
supplies for 26 post lights along the
Indian River.
His Sacrifice.
“Darling,” he said, locking down
tenderly into the eyes of his bride, “I
have often heard you say that there is
no true love without self-sacrifice. You
have. taught me this great truth, and
now I an: going to prove my love by
giving up something flat has been
very den 1' to me for years. You know
hazv fond I ‘am of smoking. Well,
dearest, I 51:11 going tonbandou the
practice. ev on though it be like tear-
ing out 111y—111y’—’
At this point his emotion apparently
0v crcgme him, and he looked down at
the sweet face, expecting to see there
appreciation of his noble resolve, but
he saw only a look of blank disappoint-
ment.
“What is the matter? Are you not
glad thatl am following your teach-
ing?" he asked.
“It's not that,” she answered, almost
sobbing. “Never mind what it is,” and
she rushed from the room.
The self-sacrificing hero smiled. He
needed no explanation. He had
learned from his wife’s dearest friend
that she had set her heart on buying
him a half-dozen boxes of cigars cov-
ered with lovely silver paper wrap-
pers, with pictures in the middle.
And that is what gave birth to his
noble resolution—New York World.
Price ofa Postage Stamp.
“An American friend ,tells us,” says
a foreign paper, “that he saw the fol-
lowing written up on a postofiice away
back in the States:—‘T_he price of a 2-
ceut stamp is’ 2 cents; licked and
stuck, 3 cents, Any further informa-
tion can be obtained from the post- '
mastér.’ ”—Chicago Record.
- The Accepted Time.
Eva Coy—“What is the marriage-
able age?”
Miss Thirtysmith—“Anywhere be-
tween the seminary and the ceme-
tery.”—Puck.
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effect that women fear mice, mice fear
men, and men fear women.”
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FENCE OF ELK HORNS.
J. I”. Haynes Has Three Huhdrcd Enclos-
ing His Studio in Yellowstone ,Park.
More than three hundred elks have
unwillingly contributed their magnifi-
cent antlers to beautify the enclosure
around the studio of F. Jay Haynes. at
Mammoth Hot Springs, in Yellowstone
Park. It is believed to be the only
fence made of elk horns iii the world.
Mr. Haynes, with three of his men,
collected and carefully selected these
trophies. They all have twelve points,
and many have the royal fourteen.
Fro-m twenty to twenty-five thousand
elks Winter in Yellowstone Park, and
the greater per centage of these are
males. About April 1 is shedding time,
and it is easy enough to gather the
shed horns, if one but ascertains the
whereabouts of the animals at that
time. Their usual habitat is amid the
deep snows of the mountains, but an
unusually heavy snowfall or a late
spring often brings them to lower alti-
tudes.
It is most interesting to note the
habits of these fine creatures at this
shedding period. When the first born
drops the animal immediately starts
in search of the nearest tree or rock
to rid himself of the burden of the re-
maining one. The weight of each
branch is from fifteen to thirty pounds.
Although thus eager to get rid of his
antlers, the elk after losing .them be-
comes for a time a. recluse, shunning
the company of his kind as much as
possible.
111 a month's time the new horns bc~
gin to appear, and after the expiration
of two months they have attained their
full size and are covered with a
growth of fur. Great is the caution of
the animal at this time, as the least
bruise causes the horn to flow, the re.
sult being the curiously deformed
horns so often, seen. As' the new horns
mature the elk rubs off the fur from
their surface, and by September they
are hard and glossy.
The price of the shed horns is from
seven dollars and fifty cents to ten
dollars a pair. No one is allowed to re-
move these speclmens from the Park,
as it is a national reservation, unless
permission is granted by the superin-
tendent. Mr. Hayes obtained a per-
mission for the collection used for his
fence, with the proviso that they are
to be kept within the Park. Although
there are now three hundred horn-s in
this unique fence, as many more will
have to be added to complete it around
the enclosure—New York Herald.
Disease Lurks In Dyed Fur.
The latest medical discovery re-
veals the fact thatalmost all furry'jre
propagators of disease, because ofthe
dyes with which they are stained, and
that the wearer of a fur cape or cellar
, 01' any piece of fur that touches her
skin is subjecting herself to perils that
she does-not dream of. The soft, beau-
tifully shaded fur conceals poisons
that, are always injurious, sometimes
even deadly in their efiects. In dyeing
seal, the chief chemicals are sulphate
of copper. copper dust and antimony.
Sables are dyed with arsenic, orpi-
meut. sulphate of copper and sulphate
of iron. Alaska marten is colored by
vcrdigris, sulphate of iron and log-
wood.
One instance of hese effects is {if-
fordcd by the case of a New York
woman whose physicians traced}:> se-
vere case of erysipel-as to a new serf-
skin coat, which she had worn but :1
few times. The friction of the fur
produced a lesion in the skin of the
neck which afforded entrance for the
poisonous dyes in the fur, and, because
of the condition brought about by these
poisons, for the entrance of the ery-
slpelas bacilli. The eruption charac-
teristic of the disease covered the en-
tire neck and ear, or the portion ex-
posed to the action of the fur dyes.
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Correctly Informed.
“Yassir,” ”said R-astus “do shore was
some shootin’ at de club las’ night, Mr.
Munro. You has not been at all disin-
formed.
shot seven an’ eleben nine times in pro-
cession. Pete Johnson shot out de
lights, and I shot ober de fence."—l11—
diananolis Journal. '
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Mistah Washington Bates he
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MERKLE’S PETRlFlED FOOT.
A Strange Case, but 'Vuuched for as a
'l'ruthful Tale.
A hunting party from this place, but
recently returned from an expedition.
northwest of'here, tell of the marve-
lous discovery up in the mountain re-
gions of what seems to be one of the
greatest living wonders. The find is
nothing more or less than a man, liv-
ing and apparently in good health, yet
having one foot completely petrified.
The tale is :1 pretty stiff one, and
would not be credited were it not
vouched for by gentlemen of well—
known veracity and honor, who furth-
ermore have and are ready to exhibit
the little toe from the petrified foot,
which Was broken off shortly before
their visit, and which the owner was
kind enough to give them as a souve-
air.
The man with the petrified foot is an
ex-cowboy, Bill Merkle by name,.who --
has lived in the mountains nearly twen—I
ty—five years. Up to twenty years ago -
Merkle lived the most active of out-
door lives, but about that time, in try-
ing to get out of the way of a stam-
peding drove, he was thrown from his ,
horse right in the track of the cattle,
the herd sweeping on resistlessly over
his prostrate body. When picked up by
his companions a few moments later
not a bruise was discovered anywhere
upon his body, but both bones of the
left leg appeared to be broken just be-
low the knec. No physician was called
in. \Ierkle‘ s fliends me rely using the
simple means in their power to set
splint and bandage the broken limb ‘
According to Merkle’s account, in an
incredibly short time the bones sewed
to be knitting together, but pretty soon
it became evident that the texture and
color of the flesh below the fracture
were undergoing a change. In the
course of a month it was deemed ad-
visable to remove the band-age, when
it was discovered that while the me.
tu-re had indeed reunited the leg below
had already begun to show unmistak-
able evidence of hardening. Since then
slowly the process has continued till
now the entire limb below the break
is a complete petrlflcatlon.——Correspon-
dent Philadelphia Times. .
wlT AND HUM'oR.’
Mrs. Watts—Isn‘t it a good deal of
annoyance to get your meals at such
irregulai hours. .
Hungry J 1ggins—The irregular hours
ain’t so bad as the irrggular days.—
' Indianapolis Journal. ,
Doctor (to Irish patient): “Do you
sleep with your mouth open?” .
Irish Patient: “Shure, Oi don't .
know, doctor. Oi’ve never seen myself
whin Ol’ve been asleep, but Oi'll
have a. look to-nlghtl"—Tid-Bits.
Gwendolyn—In case of a war be-
tween France and England, which
side would you be on?
Cholly—Aw—I really believe , I
should prefer to be 011 this side.—
Brobklyn Life. ‘
Teachep—Iou know, Johnny. if you
cut an apple in two each part is called
a. half
J chnny—Not if my brother Dick cuts
it. The part I git aint never more’n
about a quarter of it, ma 'am—Chicago
ll‘rlbune.
Pat—I tell you the ould frinds are
always the best, after all, and I can
‘ prove it.
Dennis- —How?
Pat—Where’ll you find a new frlnd
that has shtood by you as long as the
ould ones have?—Cleveland Leader.
Jagson: “I tried to pay the New
Woman a. compliment last night in my
speech, but it didn't seem to be an
preclated.”
Bagson: “What did you say?”
Jagson: “I said that the New
Woman would leave large footprints
on the sands of time."—-'I‘ld-Bits.
Cyclist: “I always get nervous
when I see a woman crossing the
street ahead of me.”
Second Cyclist: “So do I. ~They
have so many pins in their clot‘ less,
that if a fellow collides with th 1m he
is almost sure to puncture a tyic.":— - ~
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