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SISTER ROSE. FRENCH REVOLUTION INTERNATIONAL CHAPTER IV. HE land-steward started—this time with genuine astonishment, "For me!" he exclaimed. "M a d e m o i s e lie Rose has troubled herself to keep a cup of coffee hot for me!" The old servant stared; Tru- daino stopped and Eooictl "back. "What is there so very sal-prising," he asked, "in such an ordinary act of politeness on my sister's part?" "Excuse .me, Monsieur Tniilnlne," answered Lomaquc: " 3«tMed such an existence as mine—you azv> not a friendless old man—you have a. settled position in the world, and are tsKA to be treated with consideration. i'am not. This is the first occasion in PRESS -ASSOCIATION. i Any more symptoms of a general revolt?" Loraaque turned to another part of the paper, "Bad, very bad prospects for the restoration of tranqullity," he said. "Necker, the people's minister, is dismissed. Placards against popular gatherings are posted all over Paris. The Swiss Guards have been ordered to tho Champs Elysoes, with four pieces of artillery. No more is yet known, but the worst Is dreaded. The breach between the aristocracy and the people is widening fatally almost, hour by hour." "Bah!" cried Madame Danville. "The People, indeed! Lot those four pieces of artillery bo properly loaded, let the Swiss Guards do their duty, and we have not | shall hear no more of the People!" my life on which I find myself an ob, Sect for the attention of a young lady, «uad it takes mo by surprise. I repeat Jay excuses—pray let us go In." Trudxinc made no reply to this curious explanation. He wondered at it a Ut.tl*. however, and ho wondered still • Z3or<\ when entering the drawing- i room, lie saw Lomaquc walk straight • op to his sister, and—apparently not noticing that Danville was sitting at tbe harpsichord and singing at the time —addressed her confusedly and earn- 1 «st3y with a set speech of thanks for his tool cup of coffee. Rose looked per- jrlfexed. and half inclined to laugh, as •site listened to him. Madame Danville, Trho sat by her side, frnwncd and rap- tho land-stov/ard contemptuously an. the arm with her fan. "Be so good as to keep silent until my son has done singing," she said. ij*';.' l-crnaqiie made a low bow, and retiring tto a table in a corner, took up a. newspaper lying on It. If Madame Danville i seen .the expression that came over K'hen he turned away from her, proud, as she was. nor aristocratic com- posnre raight possibly have been a little raffled. Ihvnville had finished his song, had <jalttcd the harpsichord, and was talk- ins in whispers to his bride; Madame BcnviHc was adding a word to the con. TOrsatlon every now and then; Trudaine was seated apart at the far end of the room, thoughtfully reading a letter wJjicli he had taken from his pocket— when an exclamation from Lomaque, •mho was still engaged with the newspaper, caused all the other occupants ' the apartment to suspend their em- "i advise you not to bo sure of that." said her son, carelessly, "there are rather too many people in Paris for the Swiss Guards to shoot conveniently. Don't hoki your head too aristocratlcnl ly high, mother, till we'are quite cer tain which way the wind really docs blow. Who knows if I may not have to bow jusc as low one of these days to King Mob, as ever you curtesied in your youth to King Louis the Fifteenth!" He laughed complacently as he ended, and opened his snuff-box. His mother rose from her chair, her face crimson with indignation, "I won't hear you talk so—it shocks, it horrifies me!" siie exclaimed with vehement gesticulation. "No, no! I decline to hear another word. I decline to sit by patiently, while my son, whom her arms round his bbc',:, and whispered to him, "Oh, Louis, Louis! how I wish. I could teach you to see Charles with j my eyes!" He felt her tears on his cheek as she spoke, and tried to reassure her, "You shall teach me, Rose—you shall indeed. Come, come! we must keep up our spirits, or how are you to look your best to-morrow?" He unclasped her arms, and led her gently to a chair. At the same moment, there was a knock at the door, and Rose's maid appeared, anxious to consult her mistress on some of the preparations for the wedding ceremony. No interruption could have been more welcome just at that time. It obliged Rose to think of present trifles, and it gave her brother an excuse for retiring to his study. He sat down by his desk, doubting and heavy-hearted, and placed the letter from the Academy of Sciences open before him. Passing over all the complimentary expressions which it contained, hia eye rested only on these lines at the end: "During the first three years of your professorship, you will be required to reside in or near Paris nine months out of the year, for the purpose of delivering lectures and superintending experiments from time to time in the laboratories." Tlie letter in which these "AUNTY" WHITES ONE. THE REAL LABOR FALLS UPON HER MISTRESS. Amannonili Tries to Un Truthful — But the Clork and tho M«nita^ei to the Grund«luusrh£or Am Coufu»lnff — Kadi wltli a Sigh. UNTY crossed the floor with her j heavy, plantation tread and set the clock down on the mantel, says a writer in the Chicago Daily Xevvs. It had, in its day, kept company with old oreole mahogany and carried itself 'in lordly fashion among its peers, tut now 'for many years, on account or eyme obscure derangement, it had been leans ter etay with her father. You see, they didn't get erlong—" "Who, Aunty? Your granddaughter ?.nd her mother?" "Bless yer heart, no! I means her lather an 1 mother, a.u' they separated an' 'he's got another wife an 1 she's got another husban'." "Oh, well. I have written 'My dear granddaughter,' Now, what next?" " 'I was mighty glad ter hear from you all an' uhat you was well an' doin' well.' "She give one when she orter give twelve an' she give twelve when she orter give one," said Annly, tnterrupt- ir.£ her [Ironing recitative. she won't think hard c' me. Tell her I'm comin' ter eee her in a week on two an' to be sure an' look out for me." "Now, Aunty, you know I can't spare you in a -week or two." "Co'se I does, a.n' I ain't But she kin be loDuIn' out. a-gwinc. I wish," added the kind sou!, regretfully, "that I could send her some fruit. But how can I? I don't know anybody gwino there." "W'hy; Aumy, there's always lots of fruit in the city market and you can srnd her a dime or two bits any time in a letter and she can buy some." "Law sakes! So I kin. Huccomes It Tho scribe looked up in bewilder- you al'ays thinks of everything? That head o' yours is plum full all tho time," said Aunty, admiringly, "Is that all, Aunty?" "Oh, tell -her ter be sure ter ax hei father ter pray fer me." "Aunty, I wouldn't. He seems to be a bad fellow." "But you see, honey, I don't want inent. Aunty's eyes were fixed dis- tressfiilly on the clock. "Didn't you hear her strike?" "No. Never niind the clock now, Aunty." "He said she were all right," murmured Aunty, sadly. "We will consult 'him again if she |:' |j.i jjloj-ments and look up. ft— "Whnt is it?" asked Danville, irn- • jjaticntly. "Shall I be interrupting if I explain?" • Inquired Lomaque, getting very weak in Che oyes again, as he deferentially addressed himself to Madame Dauvilin. "You liave already interrupted us," said the old lady, sharply; "so you may . now just as well explain." '"It is a passage from the Scientific 1 Intelligence, which has given mo great delight, and which will bo joyful news foe everyone here." Saying this /?-;. aCjomaque looked significantly at Tru^ *3iuiic. and then read from the newspn- ;' per these lines: I,'' "Academy of Sciences, Paris.—The '3'V-vacant sub-professorship of chemistry ;;.. Jzas been offered, wo are rejoiced to : v . liear, 'to a gentleman whose modesty ;, tas Mtherto prevented his scientific I-, -aaafits from becoming sufficiently prom,;'. Inent in tho world. To the members of ;-'''the academy he has been long since '*.: fcno-n.'n as the originator of some of the j'most remarkable improvements in J.lcBcmlstry which have been made of late %jt shears—improvements, the credit of p;:" -which he has, with rare, and we were |; ••almost about to add. culpable modera- '-'-"'-- allowed others to profit by with !•;>, impunity. No man in any profession is |V aaoorc thoroughly entitled to have a po- ••o!.' trust and distinction con- on htm by tho state than thegen- tfejnan to -whom wo refer—M. Louis I love, jests at the most sacred principles, and sneers at tho memory of an anointed king. This is my reward, is it, for having yielded and having come here, against all the laws of etiquette, the night before the marriage? I comply no longer; I resume my own will and ;uy own way. I order you, my son, to accompany me back to Houen. We are the bridegroom's party.. and we have no business overnight at tho house of the bride. You meet no more till you meet at the church. Justin, my coach! Lomaque, pick up my hood. Monsieur Trudaine, thanks for your hospitality; I shall hope to return it with interest the first time you arc in our neighborhood. Mademoiselle, put on your best looks to-mcrrov,' along with yor.r wedding finery; remember that my son's bride must do honor to my son's taste. Justin, my coach— drone, vagabond, Idiot, where is my _ | lines occurred offered him such a position as'In his modest self-distrust he had never dreamed of before; the lines themselves contained tho promise of •such vast facilities for carrying on hig favorite experiments as he could novel- hope to command in his own little study, with his o\vn limited means; and yot. there he now sal, doubting whether he should accept or reject tho tempting honors and advantages tbat were offered to him—doubting for his sister's sake! "Xir.e mouths of the year in Paris," he said to hhnsck', sadly, "and P.ooe is to pass her married life at Lyons. Oh! if I could clear my heart 01' iu dread on her account—if I could free my mind | of its forebodings for her future—how retired to humble society. "Tiho clock doctor, he say she all right, now, an' jest as raagnficus as she ever were; only you'll jest have tor wind her up, please, ma'am," said Aunty. The mistress cheerfully arose and essayed the novel task. Tho key turned in its place with infinite difficulty, as it it dragged after It Iho whole weight of the uuwillin is not, but now we must write Che let- him ter be mad at me, 'cause mcbby ter if you want it to go in the next I then he won't let her come an' see me* mail." "I does want it ter go powerful bad." "Well, then, what next?" " 'I am well and doing well a.t present, but I have- had mighty pore health this wiiner. Be a good girl an' don't fergl.t your pore ole gran'mot her.' It her father don't lot 'her come up here | 'fore long I'm gwine down there." The scribe caught her breath and years and there was a strange groan- I drew Jier pen through a line and a half, "What you do that fer?" complained Aunty. "Never mind. Goon." "You -worries me so, scratchin' out the writin', I done forgot. Oh! 'Won't you please let my gran'daughter come ing and creaking within and a convulsive shudder of the whole machinery and framework. But it began to tick and the hands began to move. Aunty surveyed it with awe and delight. "She goes tribulatin' along as peart HIGHER THAN EIFFEL. "My mother looks handsome when she is in a passion, does she not, Rose?" said Danville, quietly putting up his snuff-box as the old lady sailed out of the room. "Why, you seemed quite frightened, love," he added, taking her hand with his easy, graceful air; "frightened, let me assure you, without the least cause. My mother has but that one prejudice, and that one weak point, Rose. You will find her a very dove for gentleness, as long r.s you do not wound her pride of caste. Come, come! on this night, of all others, you must not send me away with such a face as that." He bent down and whispered to her a bridegroom's compliments, which brought the blood back to her cheek in an instant.* "Ah! how she loves him—how dearly she loves him," thought her brother, watching her from his solitary corner of the room, and seeing tho smile that gladly I would answer thia letter by accepting the trust it offers me!" He paused for a few minutes and reflected. The thoughts that were in him marked their ominous course in the growing paleness of his cheek, in the dimness that stole over his eyes. "If this cleaving distrust from which 1 cannot free myself should be in very truth the mute prophecy of evil to come—to come, I know not when—if it be so (which God forbid), how soon she may want a friend, a protector near at hand, a ready refuge in the time of her trouble. Where shall she then find protection or refuge? With that passionate woman? With her husband's kindred and friends?" i : He shuddered as the thought crossed his mind, and opening a blank sheet of paper, dipped his pen in the Ink. "Be all to her, Louis, that I have been," he murmured to himself, repeating his mother's last words, and beginning the letter whiic he uttered them. It was soon completed. It expressed, in the most respectful terms, his gratitude for the offer made to him, and his inability to accept it, in consequence of do- i mestic circumstances which it was needless to explain. The letter was directed, sea.led; It only remained for him to place it in the post-bag lying near at hand. At this last decisive act he hesitated. He had told Lomaquo, and lie had firmly believed himself, that he I had conquered all ambitions for his sister's sake. He knew now. for the first time, that he had only lulled them to rest—he knew that the letter from Paris iiad aroused them. His answer was written, his hand was on the. post- | bag, and at that moment the whole struggle had to be risked over again- risked when he was most unfit for it! brightened her blushing face -when Ho was not a man under an y ordinary Danville kissed her hand at parting. circumstances to procrastinate, but he procrastinated now. "Night brings counsel: I will wait till to-morrow," he said to himself, and put tho letter of refusal in his pocket, and hastily quitted the laboratory. ITO 111! COXTI.VL'Bn.l CHAPTER V. 0 M A. Q U E, had remained perturbably during the break of the lady's anger; maque, whose servant eyes who Im- cool out- old Loob- had watched sarcastic- M>t Hl« IMntcli. Joseph H. Choate seldom meets a successful antagonist in repartee, but he met bis match while trying a case in the surrogate's court not long ago. An I don't reckon he aims ter let her come, nohow. He took her away ter keep her, but .he nce-dn't have gone at i« that reverent way." "What name shall I write on the outside?" "Rev. Jim Brown." "But, Aunty, it's for your grand- da ^hter." "He gets the letters an' he'll know who it's fer. And now there's another one an' it's to the Rev. Jim Brown. An' then if you ain't anything partickler to do, I'd like ter have you write ter my daughter out on Tickfaw, please, ma'am." Two hours later the amanuensis lai<l down her pen with a long sigh ol re- .Before Lomaque could look up from whlrfi 'h;s news produced. Rose had jjpincd .her brother's side, and was klss- '• fi»E'h5nrin a flutter of delight. :'- "Dear'Louis,".she cried, clapping her f|< Binds, ''"let me be the first to con- xntulate you! How proud and glad I mt You accept the professorship, of '^•course?" TrndJiine, who had hastily and con- jfc Itasisflly put liis letter back in his pocket fee moment Lomaque began to read. at a loss for an answer. He his Histcr's hand rather absently, said: "I have not made up my mind; don't me why. Rose—at least not now, Snot just now'." An expression of pcr- ijlrtexltyand distress camt- over his face, !j«H.lie Rently.motioned her to resume chair. , is a sub-professor of chemistry |k««rppose'd'to-ha"id a rank of a gentle«?" .askef! Madame Danville, wlth- tho /slightest appearance of any p';«pocial 'interest in Lomaquc's news. !'••;• ™OJf course not," replied her son, !/irHh a sarcastic laugh; "he is expected ; L *»work and make himself useful. What <euUeman docs thill?" ."Cirarles!" exclaimed the old lady, ; with anger. ".Bah!" cried Danville, turning his on her, "enough of chemistry; i, now you have begun reading newspaper, try If you. can't find .hing interesting to read about, the last accounts from Paris? Trudaine and his sister, was the last to take leave. After he had bowed to Rose, with a certain gentleness in his manner, which contrasted strangely with his wrinkled, haggard face, he held out his hand to her brother. "I did not take your hand when we sat together on the bench," he said, "may I take it now?" Trudaine met his advance courteous- 1 ly, but In silence. "You may alter your opinion of mo one of these days." Adding those words in a whisper, Monsieur Lomaque bowed once more to the bride and went out. For a few minutes after the door had closed, the brother and sister kept silence. "Our last night together at home!" that was the thought which now filled the heart of each. Rose was the first to speak. Hesitating a little, as she approached her brother, she said to him anxiously: "I am sorry for what happened with Madame Danville, Louis. Does it make you think the worse of Charles?" "I can make allowance for Madame Danville's anger," returned Trudalno, evasively, "because she spoke from honest conviction." "Honest!" echoed Rose, sadly; "honest?—ah, Louis! I know you are thinking disparagingly of Charles' convictions when you speak so of his moth- ally the effect of ,, the scene between ° U1 worail " , was bclng ""Cloned about mother and son on llow f «"•*«« "«t»tor *** looked when a certain incident had occctlrred. "Now, how can I remember? He's been dead two years," she replied, testily. "Is your memory so poor that you can't remember two years back?" continued Choato. The old woman was silent, and Choate asked: "Did he look anything- ! like me?" the same sort ' of. a vacant look!" snapped the witness. The questioning was suspended. From an eyrie altitude of 1,150 feet Thcss arches will support the first land- Chicago proposes to look down on the ing, which will have 90,000 square feet rest of the world. A tower which sur- of flooring, where 22,000 persons cai Seems to me he did have i passes In height the Eiffel structure of be accommodated at one time. Ther Tlin Oriffln.il of Mr. C»«™nl)on. Many years ago Frederick W. Myers in an article on George Eliot, told us how once, when he called upon that "cat woman and George Lewes, he Found the couple vastly amused over the fancied discovery by a friend that the portrait of the pedantic, capricious and jealous Mr. Caeaubon had been drawn from Lewes. "But whom did you draw it from? asked Mr. Myers. ; Mrs. Lewes pointed solemnly to her own breast and said: "From myself." This old story is brought to mind by a paragraph in Mrs. Annie Field's "buys with Mrs.. Stowe," in the current Atlantic Monthly, from -which it appears that Mrs. S.towe was th? 0^2^ who identified Lewes with CasauEbu. In the summer of 1S69 Mrs. Field called upon George Eliot at her home in St. John's Wood, in London. The novelist expressed the great love and admiration which she felt for her American contemporary. "Many letters had passed between Mrs. Stowe and herself and she confided to us her amusement at a fancy Mrs. Stowe had .aken that Casaubon in 'Middlemarch' jewes. Mrs. Stowe took it so entirely ewes. Mrs. Stowe took is so entirely !or granted in her letters that it was impossible to dispossess her mind of .he illusion. Evidently it was the source of much harmless amusemenf at St. John's Wood." Bad Xovnr ll««rd ot Him Before. "A new slang phrase is picked up and worn out in a day in the great cities of this country," sa.id a commercial traveler, "but sometimes years elapse before they are ever heard in rural districts. I -was sidetracked in a small mining camp in southern Ore- gen a few days ago and was playing frcezeout with some of the natives. In the course of events I got three tens and made a small bet.. A big, rcd-shirted hoosier opposite raised me. I. raised him back, and he came back at me with another raise. " 'Well, I'll have to call you,' I said. My name is mud.' "He raised up from his chair, seized my hand in his big paw and shaking it enthusiastically, said in all seriousness: 'Glad to know you. Mr. Mud. My name is Jenkins.'"— Saa Francisco rest. • Of the 229,370 alien steerage passen- I gers who arrived at. the port of New. York last year, 42,942 above 14 years of age could not read and write. About 149,500 of the steerage arrivals were over 14 years of age, and only 29,287 of these brought with them $30 and over, No less than 182,000 of the whole num- i ber of steerage immigrants had some point in the north Atlantic states for n destination, while only 2,451 wers'bound for the south central states. Paris is projected by the citizens of the Windy City, and already land on which to build has been secured and actual •work begun. This cloud disturbing structure is the outcome of a patriotic desire by Chicagoans to fly the Ameri- js a distance of 225 feet from the ground to this first landing. Afte passing the first landing there is no other landing until one is another 225 feet up in the air.' There, at a heigh o; 450 feet, there is to be a platform can flag higher than any other banner 150 feet square. This second platform in the world. The structure is to be is about as high as the top of the Great known as the City Tower, and as an at- Pyramid of Egypt, or the Washington traction it will outrival anything ever monument. Six hundred and seventy- before undertaken, except the World's five feet above the ground is the third Noxt? 326 feet square, and it will occupy an entire city block. At the base, from the four corner supports, each of which la 50 feet square, will rise arches 200 feet across and the same in height. Chicago Dispatch. iu Chiea-*">. At an elevation of 1,000 feet abovOv'.hn earth is the fourth landing, and from these stairs lead up to the very top of the tower.—From the us ever she did. How nachal it does Chief Sabatis, the Indian who guided i BOUDti! " Trudaine smiled and shook his head; but she took.no notice of the gesture of denial—only stood looking earnest- ly/and'wistfully into his face. Her e-yovbegatt. to fill; sii'e-suddenly. threw Benedict Arnold through the wilderness of Maine, Is buried at the ancient quaker churchyard at Vassalboro, In that state; and a movement has been started for the erection of a monument over his grave. Sabatis was one of the |.strongest friends of the white raca among-all the New England Indians. Every-life-has unfinished towers in it that were 1 begun .to opp.oae G6d:—Ram'g 'Horn; "Whore did you get such a fine old relic, Aunty?" asked the mistress, noting its points. "My ole mistr's give her to me arter the surrender. They was all broke up nnd the ole plantation was sold and they /went to N' Orleans ter live. An' r.bw, honey, I'se ready fer do letter if ?ou is." "Yes, Aunty. Who is the letter for?" "M'/ granddaughter. Her mother give .ter. tor me an' I lot her go to N' Or- up an' see me, if it's only fer a day?' That's fer her father," said Aunty. The writer pauced. "If I'd listen at her Aunt Lulu I shouldn't never have let her go with him. Tell her I'm a-comin' down ter see her. He beats her with his crutch and don't give her nothin'. 'Don't think hard o' me "cause I didn't send you anything Christmas. I was away from home two months water-bound.'" The mistress laid down her pen. "Oh, Aunty, what a story!" "It's' Jeat ter satisfy her, honey, so NEWSY TRIFLES. The fruit season for Georgia growers ias been one of the most successful ver known. Sixteen out of the eighteen assembly istricts of San Francisco have woman uffrage clubs. The cost of a London four-wheeled cab is from $350 to ?400, that of a hansom about $350. In Russia the principals in a duel partake of breakfast together before going out to fight. A flowering plant during its life is fiid to abstract from the soil 200 times its own weight in. water. It is proposed to celebrate the 400th anniversary of Qe discovery of Natal by an exhibition next year. English radicals are asking for the appointment of public defenders to oppose the public prosecutors. A forty-four-year-old chancery case has just been decided in England, and there was a little money left for the contestants. The piles of old London bridge, driven 800 years before, -were found to be in good condition when the new bridge was erected. The city attorney of Helena, Mont, warns the council that the indebtedness is over the limit and futire contracts will^e- illegal. A New Orleans man who rides home on a street car is met every evening by a pet cat, which waits for him at his usual place of alighting. In Albania the men wear petticoat* nd the women trousers. The women do all the work and the husband* ftt- end to nothing in particular.

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