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P ' V '" ' ' " DBS MMMJ& AMONl. IQWJ" ' : hundred. If you'll pay for them, 're as thick as sprats here and They there in places. He gave me a soul' look, and turned it off to a laugh almost as sour. ..you sailor fellows like to have tmtf joke. Look here, liow, I lend money and am fond of a bargain, You're a bold, strong man. Get sohie .. ( ] icm pearls ahd feathers, or anything foreign and curious, and bring thero home to me, and I'll pay you handsomely for them." "I tell you I've enough else to do. They don't come In my way." And 1 turned and opened the gate, for there was something in the man made me dislike him—something that seemed to say. "I'd buy your blood if 1 could make money out of it." "Think it over," said he, detaining me. \11 right: I'll think It over. And that's all 1 will do," said I '.o myself. "There's money In It. I tell you— she was speaking, for whcii t gave out my lusty, ,"Yo, heave, ho!" she started to her feet, crying. "And hero he is!" and before wo knew where we were, we Were.kissing and crying over each other. When she recovered herself a little, she turned to the child, and said, as she wiped her eyes: "This Is my son—my Amos!' The little maid nodded, and stared at me solemnly. 1 drew her to me, and she stood at my side with her hand in mine; a pretty little fairy she was, with her blu e e ycs and fair face and light auburn hair which hung in wavy curls to her shoulders. Her name was Mabel. She was the child of a neighbor, and between her and my mother quite a fond friendship had been struck up. The old mother lived all alone, and I was glad to think that she had obtained such a pretty little companion to spend an hour with now and again. "I shall call you mother's fairy," said I. smoothing her hair. money. You're not rich enough to turn your nose up at that. We'll talk about it again. I see you're in a hurry now. Good evening, Mr. Dcccroft." He held out his hand. "Good evening, Mr. " "Druce," said he; "that's my name." His hand lay in mine like u parcel ot bones. I dropped it quickly, anil spit into my palm and rubbed it on my trousers. He looked at me angrily, and I saw in his face, which hnd grown white and livid at my action, the likeness to that white and livid face which formed part of my childish rcmem- lirance. The face of the other man, too, the man who had been wronged, with the blood trickling clown it, came before me again. "What is the meaning of this?" he asked. "This," I answered, hotly; "that I want no more of your words or your company. 1 know you, Mr. Druce, and what stuff you're made of." I am aware that it was most tin- reasonable in me to speak to him in this way. If his father had done a wrong, what kind of justice was it to make the son accountable for it? But tho name and all that belonged to it were destestuble to me, and what was in me was bound to come out. He seemed as though he were about to speak passionately in reply, but he altered his mind, with a shrug of his shoulders. He walked away, and I was glad to be rid of him. Her eyes sparkled, any?" "Fairies, my dear? "Have you seen No. But I've seen what's almost as good." We soon became friends, and I did not quarrel with the little maid because she was inclined to place a higher value upon me than such a common fellow as I deserved. It was not her fault; she looked at me through my mother's spectacles, which the old woman had placed on her eycs. It did neither of us any great harm. She, child-like, was very curious about the shells, regarding them as the most precious possessions; and I told her a great deal about them, and about tho coasts on which they were gathered, •never -suspecting until now that I had so much to tell v/orth listening to. I would pause sometimes, doubtful whether it was worth listening to, but she invariably wound me up again by crying, softly and eagerly, "Go on; go on!" and on 1 would go, as well pleased as she was herself. At sea again, I thought much of her and ot her fairy ways, which were a new and delightful experience in my tier hand was lying lightly on my for these words Interchanged between us as 1 talked with her to the end of our street. "You forget," she said, "that the shells you gave me have voices,'and that when you put them to your ears and close your eyes, you can see and hear things.". "Ah, that's like my little Mabel, like my little maid that 1 have always loved. Look at me, Mabel, am 1 chnnged?" "Not a bit. 1 should have known you anyhere.- Am I?" She put the question laughingly, and with the prettiest lltth toss of her beautiful head. I gazed at her in fullest ndmlration. "It's well I met you here instead of in foreign lands; for then I should have wondered, 'Can this be the little Mabel I left behind me? 1 t should have tloubted until you spoke to hie, For your voice is not altered," "Nor my heart," she said, softly, A sweet and sudden joy stirred within me at these simple words. Iti tho endeavor to set down my feelings here, 1 ain not sure that I shall succeed in making myself understood, especially when I remember that Mabel was a girl of seventeen, and I a man of foity. I had never given much thought to women; I had been satisfied with my old mother's love, and for the last ten years with the love of a child. They were enough for my thoughts to turn to during my voyages, and they formed, as It might be, a star which shone brightly for me during the darkest night and through the fiercest storm. But now that I came home, and, without forewarning or thought of it, found In the place of the child a woman, with all a woman's soul shining out of her eyes, and proclaiming Itself—at least to my fancy- in every graceful action of her beautiful form—now it was different, and It opened new channels for my thoughts to wander in. Why, when I caressed the child Mabel, and played with her fingers, I had no other idea but that we two were good friends, and would forever remain so, she always a child, and I always a rough man. Now the pressure of her soft fingers remained upon my hand for hours, the light of her beautiful eyes was ever before me, the sound of her sweet voice lingered in my ears like the faint music of a harp which needs but the whisper of a summer's breeze to awaken its sweetest melody. How often during my next two voyages these new impressions came upon mo I cannot say. (TO MB CON'TIXUBIl. I All 8ttl£ ii-J-il. OllAi . AfltS O8EVS ifS I'f-ofMSof *•!*«• H MUM. bfeftpttc Wind* rtftd CuHfcftts Ffrof. liarnntd Sferer Control of the Machine That ita* Solved i'foblfem of Aerial Kltlfcatlon. S actual flight of 16 real air ship, lull I vented, constructed /|1 and propelled by Prof. Arthur Wallace Barnard of Nashville. Teiiti,, Is the'topic of the day. The successful voyage in midair taken a few days ago by the daring young aeronaut has developed Into a bigger sensation than even the directors of the Centennial exposition hnd expected. Prof. Barnard, who la the physical director of the Y. M. C. A. of Nashville, took his flight from the grounds of the Exposition. He alighted in a grove twelve miles away, breaking a spar of his ship in the process, but while in the air circled round and round, and declares that he demonstrated beyond a doubt that his machine is a success—that under normal conditions its progress can be regulated and controlled by its operator. The air ship is now in a house on the Exposition grounds. It is carefully guarded, and nobody is allowed to go near it except Prof. Barnard, and ho is repairing tho damage done when he alighted, preparatory to a second and more ambitious flight, probably next Monday if conditions are favorable The investor experienced no little trouble in getting the ship ready for tla trip. After the machine had boen taken out of the house, which stands on a little hill west of the 13xpo«ltioi grounds, into the open air, the bnllnoi connected with it was charged with hydrogen gas. When this work ha< been finished Prof. Barnard seated him self on the bicycle part of the ship placed his feet on the pedals and hi hands on tho bars and informed th attendants that he was ready to Uik bis departure. Those in charge of th ropes let them out a little at a lime, am CHAPTER III, ELL, then,, I followed the sea, as it was my fate and my pleasure to do; and the usual experiences of a sailor's life were mine. What portion of my pay I could afford to a-llow my mother was not quite sufficient for her wants. She eked it out by earning some small sum herself—never mind ia what way; sufficient that it was in an honest way. 1 Jack ashore, in the person of Amos Beecroft, was a home-bird, bflieve me. It was one of my great pleasures when I returned home i'rom a voyage to walk from the docks to'the .little house of shells in Brixton, and to peep through the window at my mother, bustling about, making preparation for me, or, all the preparation being made, and there being nothing else for to do, to see her sitting in her chair, pretending to work, while all the while lior heart was in her ears, as she listened for my step, I never told her the exact day I Avas coming, and indeed I never knew, for the elements bnfllo man's judgment, but what I menu is, if I had' known, I should not have told her. It pleased me to give her a surprise. Therefore, if, as 1 i 'turned the corner of the street, 1 saw her standing at the little cottage door, ; ;or by the little garden gate, with her ' liaml to her eyes looking out for me, 1 1 would dodge about, and wait till she was inside. When all was safe, I would ,walk gently to the house, and would look up above the little low window to see that there wasn't a shell missing in "Beacroft, Mariner," and would creep to the window a'nd peep through. Then 1 would softly turn the handle of the door, and cry out in my heartiest tone, "Yo, heave, ho!" as was ray father's custom before ,me when he returned home; and the next moment, or the same moment, or the moment before— for | never knew exactly how it came nbout—her arms would be round my «eck, and she would be crying over me, while I, with something in my «)"es, too, that made them dim, would and pat her shoulder to soothe d calm the good old soul. When I was ft man full grown, hav- g passed thvpugli thirty changes of seaspns, | came homo—from 'Jtndia ti^e-rancl, peeping tUl'QUgU the rough life. On my return, I found her as before in my mother's cottage, and I made a kind of castle with the shells, with, windows and turrets in it, and a place inside for candles; and if 1 had not already won her heart, I won it on the presentation of this toy. But a child's heart is not hard to win. So the years went by, and I reached the age of forty. I had been on my longest voyage, and had gone through some dangers unnecesasry to relate, and it was with more than ordinary satisfaction that I walked with a light step to the cottage of Beecroft, Mai:iner. My heart glowed as I drew near to the old familiar spot, noting little signs by the Way which, insignificant though they might bo, were to me endearing . landmarks. Nothing was changed! not even my old mother, who pressed mn once more to her faithful heart, with tears and words of joy. "And Mabel?" I asked. "My little maid!" My motherlooked with a smile across my shoulder, and I turned and saw her. But it seemed to me that I was gazing on a fairy vision in a cloud, and for a moment or two I was spell-bound, Was this fair and beautiful creature HE BOUGHT FIVERS. Say 'hey satf. Prof. Bernard* titrn the ma- hifte In various directions, as he had old the people who were f»reson£ tv-hen e left the grounds he Would do. Thero ,•83 a good wind from the east at this ittie, hut the navigator of the ship eemed to be able to do what he pleased vlth the machine. As stated by I*rof. Barnard, the ship attained a great lelght and sailed on until U was laud- id at a point twelve miles from town. Jttring almost the entire journey Prof. Barnard was busy propelling the ma- ihlile. Stopping while ift a calm to are* ertain how the ship would work without his aldj he found that it was about o drift into a current, and ho Was jbliged to resume propelling iri order .0 get out of it, The ship has an alt •hamber shaped like a cigar and 46 feet oiig by 18 feet in diameter, It is made of silk and cotton and filled with hy- trogen gas, This chamber is confined n a network of small rope.which holds the metallic framework and aeroplanes .tnderneath, The seat is made on the order of a bicycle frame, and from this he operator controls the wlnga or aeroplanes, on either side. The two propellers, or screws, extend in front of the operator, acting on the principle of an auger. In guiding the air ship the operator moves the screw from right to left in the direction he v.'inhes to go and ascends or descends by 1'als- ing or lowering the side wings. Prof. Barnard does not claim all the credit lor his invention,, as he Is using, by permission, several features employed by other experimenters In aeronautics. The aeroplanes are frames of u light wood and covered with a cotton fabric. The other frame work is of metal and the parts were made In Nashville, New York and Connecticut and shipped to Nashville, where they were put together by Prof. Barnard. The greater part of the air ship he made himself without any assistance and during his spare time. Prof. Barnard drew the plans ot the present ship about ten years ago, and they have- been changed only in a few respects, the alterations oelng in the supports and rilcchanism. Prof. A. W. Barnard was born In Massachusetts in 1805. He attended the common schools then the military academy at. Albany, N. Y. He has a good record as an amateur athlete. His first formal engagement in Y. M. C. A. work was at'Tonawanda, N. Y., as physical director. For two years he was physical director and general sec- BASE BAtfc BDSSffif . ANBOOtNCMI f HE BIAMONtJ* fcftll ^ hlskeri—Dlrttnortrt Uiint*< .. fln Is authority fOf the statement that trtett tihder tht-i- hew rule a teaitt can get atdiig jtlst as eat,ily with Htt outfielder as a leatt» or, In dlecufting tlie rule whlcli re- qttli'es a captain to secure the permis* , sioh of the umpire to leave his position to question a decision, he said: "A hasty consideration of that Mile would seem to debar an outfielder from, the position of captain, but It Is not so hard as It looks, Take my positloh for instance. Center field covers the space from second base out and there is nothing to.prevent me from walking In as far as the base without rfcftllv leaving my position. By asking the pitcher to get out of the box I can easily attract the attention of the urn; pire for the purpose of questioning a decision, J3ven then I can compel tha umpire to come to me." The Brooklyn captain has found another flaw. Says he: "Rule 47 may lead to complications this year. I find that It says that 'no base runner shall score a run to count In a game unless the base runner preceding him in the batting list (providing there has been such a base run- ne.r who has not been put out In that Inning) shall have first touched home base without being first put out." Now, supposing a man was on first and- I should make a home run hit. and after we had both scored, it was discovered that the preceding runner had not touched second base. .Would my i*un count, providing there was only ona man out at the time?" NEW MAJOR GENERAL. the Mabel 1 had left behiml? Was this lovely vision my little maid? Yes, it was she, and no vision that would vanish at a good ntb of the eyes. She came toward me with smiles and outstretched hands. I took them ami held them in mine, anil we stooil gazing at each other, I in wonder, she with smiles upon her face, Hitherto I had always kissed her, and she had Ijissed me, but either my wonder, or the new light in which she appeared to me now, caused mo to hold back. And after the first moment or two, the opportunity was gone. 1 can't tell you how badly 1 felt over It. Something sweet seemed to have gone out of my life, leaving behind an aching feeling in my breast. She did not appear to feel as I folt, for she was full o£ eager words, while mine came slowly and awkwardly. Perhaps, to all but myself the change was natural, meeting now, as we did, as man and woman; hut to me it was an unexpected and uncomfortable experience. Mabel could not stay with us long, having home duties to attend to. "I saw you coming down the street, she said, "and threw on my hat and ran after you to shake hands with was good of you, Mabel," Itut. It Took Him :l (iuoil "Willie to So. "Dearie," said Mrs. Loveydovey, looking up from the woman's page, says the New 1 York Joiirntd, "I have just read an account of a man who gave up smoking 2u-cent cigars and was able, in consequence, to buy his wife the handsomest sealskin to be had. It was t'rightfuly interesting." Was it?" inquired Mr. Loveydovey lazily, opening one eye. "In what way was it, interesting''." "Oh (petulantly) don't, bo so stupid! It was interesting because she—er— got the sealskin." "Was it?" inquired Mr. Loveydovey. And he closed the eye again, "Dearie!" ejaculated Mrs. Lovey- dovey blithely, "if you gave up smoking them you could buy me a sealskin." "I'm afraid not, my dear." "Oh, nonsense. How many do you smoke a. day?" '•Sometimes one, sometimes two, sometimes three, sometimes ' four. It depends." "Four a day," said Mrs. Loveydovey conclusively. "Think of that. That is $1 a day. Why, in less than a year you would have saved over $300. That would buy me a beauty. Now, dearie, 1 want you to start in right away and " "The fact is/ my dear," interrupted Mr. Loveydovey, opening both his eyes this time, "I " "You can't argue it out with me, Mr, L." "Perhaps not. ilow They Would Look with It has been many years since a be- whlskered ball player has been .seen Jn'a game of base ball in the national league. Last season Tom Parrott reported in St. Louis with a crop of spinach, but had the wind disturbers amputated before' ho played. In order to show how prominent ball players would look with more hirsute adornment;•',to their faces the Cincinnati Times Star the other day printed likenesses of the members of the Cincinnati team with a few "hairy" additions by the artist. The changes these additions have wrought in the players are remarkable, and make all of them look like famous or at least like well known men. Captain Bwing, for instance, looks like "Oom Paul," president of the Transvaal Republicj.McPhee looks like Gen. But as I was going to say, the only time I ever smoke 25- cont cigars is " " He bit off the end of a choice per- you," "That said 1. fecto as lie spoke, given to me," -when they are Brigadier-General Zenas R. Bliss, who has been promoted by President McKinley to a major-generalship, is one of the most popular officers of the army. He has been a soldier from his veriest boyhood. He entered West teers of the same state. He served with that regiment until the close of the war. He was recommended for n brigadier-generalship, hut the promotion was refused because he had been present at Colonel Reeve's surrender, Point academy in 1850 and came out of Of course no one held him responsible it four years later a second lieutenant, for that action on account of his lowly lils first assignment was with the Six- position in the command. He saw ser- leeut'h Infantry. He saw some'aimy vice in Kentucky and Tennessee. Ha post life in Texas, and in 1801 joined the command of Colonel Reeve near San Antonio. His first year in the war was spent as a prisoner. Colonel Reeve's men wpre overcome by a superior force of rebels. Released in 1862, he was made a colonel of the Tenth Rhode Island Volunteers and later a colonel of the Seventh Volun- was brevetted for gallant and roeritor- ous conduct at the battle of the Wilderness. Since the close of the war he hat! been advanced regularly. No officer in the army is more .familiar With the southeastern frontier than he. His last command as colonel was that of the Twenty-fourth infantry. Good!" she exclaimed, "Soe what a time you have been away—so long- so long! I have been looking every day for your return." "And if I had never come back, Mabel?" The first answer (the gave roe was a reproachful lopk, Then she saUl; "There are some things we slwUU not •peak °» e ' A sailor look* U in the taw very ten, Mabel, ana srW tQ tUws maje - SUNDAY ( BAD HABITS. To replace our three regular meals at morning, noon and night, by late rising and abstinence, followed by gluttony on Sunday, is declared ,to be a "vicious system" The gastric secretions, according to a medical authority, Unow nothing ot a seventh day of vest. They are prepared for the usual weekday breakfast hour, but no food cornea to them and they are consequently absorbed. Later in the day the process is repeated, and then insult is added to the stomach's Injury by loading it unusually full of food, when the secretion is no longer there in sufficient quantity to digest it. The regular Sunday afternoon discomfort follows, with a dlsln- clinatipu for the evening meal, and— all the horrors of "Blue Monday," The dyspeptic is advised by nls phy- sioian to take his nwls at absolutely vegular intervals, and frequently fol- the ship rose slowly to a height of fifty or sixty feet. There appeared to be something wrong, as the ship swayed first to one side and then to rotary for the Auburn, N. Y,, assocla- tion, He went to Pawtucket, R. I,, In 1S91, and later to Nashville, Tenn, AH Iiivolnutury X-Huy (juilivn, In- a recent discussion on improve*. rnents in the X-ray apparatus, one oi the speakers mentioned that he possessed a fluorescent sere.nn measuring feet. It is intended to show the PIBTZ LOOKS LIKE PEPFER. ' Shattuc before he shaved; Dwyer like Mark Hanna, Pelt/, an imitation of Sen-< ator Peffer, Miller a ringer for Ezra Kendall, Breitenstein like Pat Beilly, Bhret a copy of Prof. Hermann, Schriver, Andre Nougaret's double; Ritchey, a shadow of Lieut, Diehl, Charlie Irwln a picture of Lord Dull" dreary, Rhinos Hke "Kid" Baldwin or a Bowery barkeeper, Eddie Burke a, typical Irish Turk, Holllday a rosem- blance of I, G, Rawn, general superintendent of the B, & 0, S. W,' Vaughan, a counterfeit of Mr. Peebles of the Peebles grocery company, Hoy a. Herr Most or a Mormon with eleyen wives: Daumann a copy of James Herno. in the beautiful play "Shore Acres." With fa«es like these the^ ball players would lose prestige wlt-tt the ladies, and there is little prospect that the local fans ever will see any of the players on the diamond in the "fiv* costumes" shown. A. W, J3ARNARP. and appeared as }f U wpuld rewn to ' full length of the figure all at oiu view, and on an occasion when thu apparatus was- being inspected by n large number of persons it w%is the means of creating an embarrassment almost beyond the power of words to describe. A lacly having incautiously passed in the line of the rays was displayed on tho gcreen, and as dresa materials art< very transparent to the rays her costume, of course, flid m>* count for rnncu in the picture. President" Byrne of the Brooklyn club nas gone to Aslieville, N, C., for Jil» •health, the grip having run him dpwu. considerably, •', George Miller says he never saw so mxich rowdy ball playJng in his. J}te| a<j has been seen this season Ift the,' Western league. New York writers are accusing; " Joyce of being shy o» scrap* numerous uses besides piness these days. As well accuse Jae.fc 0'cpn.nor of praying fc?r the players <# rival tea-msl * ' I The verdict of eyery tejwi tfet played against Taway Pond's - ean|?ed St, kovUs team ii tnjt }t is fa, pey T^i^-W*^ Mwi^^^^^m mns.JR?' '- ,'/^Aiif '";v~5 rf'fftY rM 4 .itf'&M^^siNffi

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