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FRENCH REVOLUTION INTERNATIONAL CHAPTER I. ELL, Monsieur Guillaumc, what is tho news this even- "None that I know of, Monsieur Justin, except that Mademoiselle Rose la to be married tomorrow," "Much obliged, my respectable old PRE5S ASSOCIATION. scaled on it, watching the sunset, and by consequence turning their backs on Monsieur Justin. Near them stood two Jr; P:: friend, for so interesting and unex pected a reply to my question. Considering that I am the valet of Monsieur Danville, who plays the riistln- gulshed part of bridegroom in the little wedding comedy to which you refer, I think I may assure you without offense, that your news Is, so Cur as I am concerned, of the stalest possible kind. Take a pinch of snuff. Monsieur Guillaume, ami excuse me If I inform you that rny question referred to public news, and not to the private affairs of the two families whose household Interests we have the pleasure of promoting." "I don't understand v/lia: you mean by such a phrase ns promoting household interests, Monsieur Justia. I am the servant ot' Monsieur Louis Tru' <lalne, who lives here with his sister. Mademoiselle Hose. You are the servant of Monsieur Danville, whoso excellent mother has made up the match for him witli my young lady. As servants, both of us, the pleasantest news also looking coward tho river and the distant view. These five figures attracted the valet's attention, to the exclusion ot every other object around him. "Thore they are still," he said to himself discontentedly. "Madame Danville In the same place on tho seat; my master, the bridegroom, dutifully next to her; Mademoiselle Rose, the bride, knowledge- of thto world as to suppose that I could be.offended—" "Let Rose spoak," said the young man. He turned round petulantly, almost with the air of a spoilt child, to his mother, as he said those words. She had been looking fondly and proudly on him the moment before. Now her eyes wandered dlsconcertedly from his face; she hesitated an Instant with a sudden confusion which seemed quite foreign to her character, then whispered in his ear: "Am I to blame, Charles, for trying to make her worthy of you?" Her son took no notice of the question. He only reiterated sharply—"Let Rose speak." t \ "I really had nothing to say," faltered the young girl; growing more'and more confused. "Oh, but you had!" There was such an ungracious sharpness In his voice, such an outburst of OF MERGY. bashfully next to him; Monsieur Tru- petulance in his manner as he spoke, daine, the amateur apothecary brother, { that his mother gave him a warning affectionately next to her; and Monsieur Lomaque, our queer land-scewnrd. officially In waiting on the who!s party. There they all are indeed, incomprehensibly wasting their time still in looking at nothing! Yes," continued Monsieur Justin, lifting his eyes wearily, and staring hard, first up the river at Rouen, then down the river at thd setting sun; "yes, plague them, looking at nothing, absolutely and positively at nothing, all this while." Hero Monsieur Justin yawned again, and returning to the garden, sat himself In an arbor and resignedly went to sleep. If the valet had ventured near the five j persons whom he had been apostrophlz- touch on the arm, and whispered, "Hush."' Monsieur Lomaque, the land-steward, and Monsieur Trudalne, the brother, both glanced searchlngly at the bride, as the words passed the bridegroom's lips. She seemed to be frightened and astonished, rather than irritated or hurt. A curious smile puckered up Lomaque's lean face, as ho looked demurely down on the ground, and began drilling a fresh hole in the turf with the sharp point of his cane. Trudalne turned, aside quickly, and slgtiing, walked nway a few paces; then came back, and seemed about to speak, but Danville Interrupted him. "Pardon me, Rose," he aald; "I am ing from a distance, and if he had been | so j ea ious of even the appearance of MAUD CONNE IS A GENUINE IRISH HEROINE. What Sho In Doing; for tlio Grvnn I«I- nud Sho Lo-vva—C;iu«r of Jli-r Convnr- • lon to the Cause ot the Unruruni- atol. HE campaign now being waged in [England for a general amnesty of the men convicted in the dynamite conspiracy o£ ton years ago has again brought to the fore that paragon ot politicians, Miss Maud Gonne. In all Ireland there is none who stands closer to the Irish heart. And this in spRo of the fact that Maud Gonne is not nn Irishwoman in the true sense of the word. Her father, an Irish colonel, was, strictly speaking, an Orangeman, ond the young lady herself was brought up in the atmosphere of the "Castle." She was, indeed, the reigning b«anty of the viceregal court, and it would have been the easiest thing in the world for her to have adopted the nawowness HE WAS A KINDLY MAN LEAFLETS FROM THE HISTORY OF THE LATE BISHOP COXE. put .new flame and ardor Into the.na- 'tional cause. Miss Gonne has not confined her crusade to the three kingdoms. She haa addressed meetings in France and Belgium, and her last lecture tour on the continent was most successful. This Jeanne d'Arc of Irish politics is i Dl , chr ,,, tl , n n »iu<i« ii»v« Keen Re»<i described as rather above medium height, with a classic brow crowned with a wealth of wavy hair. She- has large, deep, lustrous eyes, a mobile face of rare beauty, a slender, supple body, a queenly carriage and admirable taste in dress. What wonder that she should be among the most sought after and the most welcome of women in the United Kingdom? Painters have delighted to trace her features upon canvas and , sculptors to immortalize he.- form in stone. One of these days, racj'be, this remarkable woman will come on a lecturing tour to thfs country — perhaps soon. She did plan one three years ago, bin it was postponed. In Millions of IIOmM—Their Tender Pa*ftlon — Me- Stoikil Il.t the Union lu tlio Lute Civil War. VASTNESS OF ST. PETER, foi' Convenient Tim Picture Ii Too Ills Sight. Tie building is so fair beyond any familiar proportions that at first sight all details are lost upon its broad front, saya the century. The 1 mind and judgment are dazed and staggered. The earth aftonld not be able to bear such and bitterness of the anti-Irian- coterie | weight upon its crush without cracking possessed of some little refinement of observation, he could hardly have failed to remark that the bride and bridegroom of the morrow, and their companions on either side, were all, in we can have nny concern with is news a R ,, catc| . or , ess de{frcCi undcr tnc in _ that is connected with tho happiness of ; n , lcllco 0( some sct:ret restraint, which our masters. I have nothing to do with ] aflectcd lheir conversation, their ges- pubhc affairs; and being one of the . urcSi aml cvcn the expression of their old school, I make it rny main object, in | ..^ Madamc D anvllle-a handsome, life to mind my own business. If our i r]cl]]v (il . essod old lac ]y. wlu , bright tcmelv domestic politics have no in- [ cyos ^ a nulck _ suspic | OUS manner- tores:-, for you. allow mo to express my i lookc( , (^nosediv and happily enough, regret, aud ' ' ' evening." co wish you. a very good ; ;is , Qng as her aUention was fixed on "Pardon me, my dear sir, I have not her son. But when she turned from him towards tho bride, a hardly-per- the sllgulesfriispecffor the old school, [ ccpt|blo une asiness passed over her or the least sympathy with people who | face _ an uneas j ne ss which only deepened to positive distrust and dlssat- only mind their own business. However. I accept your expressions of re... gret; I reciprocate your good evening; and I trust to find you improved in temper, dress, manners, and appearance the next time I have the honor of meeting ycu. Adieu, Monsieur Gulll- aume. and vivc la bagatelle!" These scraps of dialogue were Interchanged on a lovely summer evening In the year seventeen hundred and eighty- TU::P. before the back door of a small iffactioii whenever she looked towards Mademoiselle Trudaine's brother. In the same way her son, who was all smiles and happiness while he was speaking with his future wife, altered visibly in manner and look, exactly as his mother altered whenever the presence of Monsieur Trudalne specially impressed itself on his attention. Then, again. Lomaque, the land-steward— quiet, sharp, skinny Lomaque, with the housa which stood on the banks of the ; s ,, bm | ssive manner, and the red-rlm- o;3, about three miles westward o£| mcc) e ,- cs _ neve! . looked up at his mas- tl:e city of Rouen. Tho one speaker was ! lc;:n, old, cratibed, and slovenly; the other was plump, young, olly-man- nored, and dressed in "the mo^t gorgeous livery costume of the period. The last. days of genuine dandyism were then rapidly approaching all over the civil- izt>d world; and Mcufieur Justin was. in uis own way, dressed to perfection,! ns a living Illustration of tho expiring, glorias of his epoch I After tho old servant had left him.; lie occupied himseif for a few minutes j in contemplating. superciliously enough, the back view of the little house before which he stood. Judg- i v Jag^Jjj^ the 'windov/s, it did not contain ciore than six or eight rooms In " all. Instead of stables and outhouses, there was a conservatory attached to the Imiluing on one side, and a low, long room, built of wood gaily painted, on the. other. One of the windows of this room was left uncurtained, and through looking away again rather uneasily, and thoughtfully drilling holes in the grass his long sharp-pointed ca?ie. Even the bride herself, the pretty, innocent girl, with her childish shyness of manner, seemed to be affected like the others. Doubt, If not distress, overshadowed her face from time to time, and the hand which her. lover heir! trembled a little, and grew restless, when she accidentally caught her brother's eye. Strangely enough there was nothing to repel, but, on the contrary, everything to attract in the look and manner of the person whose mere presence seemed to exercise such curiously constraining influence over the wedding party. Louis Trudaine was a remarkably handsome man. His expression was singularly., kind j manner Irresistibly and - gentle; his winning in its frank, manly firmness and composure, His words, when he occasionally spoke, it could be snen, on a sort of dresser in•We.'bottles filled with strangcly-col- ^'^i'; s un ,, kc ly to give offensc as ored liquids, oddly-shaped utensils of I , Mh fm , ho onl opencd hlg „ brass and copper, one end of a large ' furnace, and other objects, which plain- j in courteous reply to questions direct........ , j ly addressed to him. Judging by a !a- Ijr proclaimed that the apartment was | ^ Ao{inMn0fa in tbe tones O f his used as a chemical laboratory. | vo , ce _ am , by tno som)wfu] tenderness nny want of attention towards you, that I was nearly allowing myself to be irritated about nothing." He kissed her hand very gracefully and tenderly ns he made his excuse; but there was a latent expression, in his eye which was at variance with the apparent spirit of his action. It was noticed by nobody but observant and submissive Monsieur Lomaque, who smiled to himself again, and drilled harder than ever at his hole In the grass. "I think Monsieur Trudalne was about to speak," said Madame Danville. "Perhaps he will have no objection to let us hear what he was going to say." "None, ntadame," replied Trudaine, politely. "I was about to take upon myself the blame of Rose's want of respect for believers in omens, by confessing that I have always encouraged 1 her to laugh at superstitions of every kind." "You a rldlculer of superstitions!" said Danville, turning quickly on him. "You who have built a laboratory; you who are an amateur professor of tho occult arts of chemistry, a seeker after the Elixir of Life. On my word of honor, yon astonish me!" There was an ironical politeness In his voice; look, and manner as he said this, which his mother and his land- steward, Monsieur Lomaque, evidently knew how to interpret. The first touched his arm again and whispered, "Be careful!" the second suddenly grew serious, and left off drilling his hole in the grass. Rose neither heard the warning of Madame Danville, nor noticed the alteration in Lomaque. She was looking round at her brother, and was waiting with a bright, affectionate smile to hear his answer. He nodded, ns if to reassure her, before he spoko again to Danville. "You have rather romantic ideas about experiments in chemistry," he said, quietly, "Mine have so little connection with what you call the occult arts, that all the world . might aee them, if all the world thought it worth while. The only Elixirs of Life that I know of are a quiet heart and a contented mind. Both those I found years and years ago, when Rose and I first came to live together in the house vender." of Dublin. But the effect of this latter i spirit upon this thoughtful and 1 gencr- i ous girl was to drive her headlong, teto the opposite camp. Her conversion to the Irish cause- was due to a dramatic incident •which, uhe witnessed the night after her return from a long sojourn as a schoolgirl in England. Near to the Gonno homestead 1 was the home of a Land Leaguer nonmD McGrath who had won wide fame- through his long struggle against being evicted from his farm, McGrath- was a sort of Land League hero, and in* the middle of hJs fight took sick of ai fever and died. Along with his homeless wife and children Maud Gonne saw him waked. From that time on the Land League- had no heartier supporter and a little- later no more lavish contributor than 1 this Orange girl. In 1S8G, when she was just twenty years old, her father died,. | leaving her a snug fortune and the-j mistress-ship of her own self. Heir- mother had died when she was a mere- and bending like an overloaded tabte. On each side the colonnades run curv- CONSPICUOUS flg- ure-has disappeared from the church and state in the recent death of Arthur Cleveland Coxe, ot New York. He waa the second bishop of the Protestant Episcopal diocese of "Western New York. Bishop- Coxe was born In England in May, ISIS, and was a son of the Rev. Samuel Hanson Coxe, D. D., a noted Presbyterian divine. He was graduated with, high honors by the university of the- city of New York at the age of twenty. He immediately entered upon a three- years' course of study at the General Theological Seminary, and at his ordination entered on a brief charge of St. Ana's, Morrlsania, In 1S42 he became rector of St. John's. Hartford, Conn. His brilliant rectorship of this parish- ectttinued twelve years, when be was. Ing out lijfce giant arms, always open to ! summoned to. the rectorship of Grac» receive the nations'that go- up thereto worsitlp. The dome broods-over ail; like a giant's head motionless in meditation. T&e vastness of the structure takes froH- of a man as he- issues from, the street by which he has come from. Saint Angelo. In the open 1 , space in the square and in the ellipse- between the colonnades and on the steps 200^000 men could 1 be drawn up in rank and file,, horse and foot and guns. Excepting it be on some special occasion there- art rarely more than 200 or 300 persons in. sight. The paved emptiness makes ens draw a breath of surprise, and human eyes seem too small to take in all the flatness betow. all the breadth' before an-d 1 air t&e h-eighth abo^e. Ta;k- cn- together; the picture Is too big for convenient eight. The impression- Itsell moves- unwleldly to the cramped) brain-.. A bttil'dling almost 500 feet high prod'ccces ai monstrous effect uponi slip of a girl. Immediately she threw li the nrairol Set d'own in words, a iierself into the work and rapidly ac 1 - i ; scription of it conreys no clear con- quired fame as a platform speaker. Inthe home rale campaign of four years ago sho was in the thick of the fray. She was everywhere, speaking in the morning, in the afternoon—perchance; ceptionr seen for tile first time, the 1 iin- pression pTotJa-ced 1 by it cannot be put into language. It is something Uke a shock toi the fn'tellfeence, perhaps, ani .not altogether a pleasant one. Carried MAY CO TWO MltES A MPNUTE. The speeding trucks invented land of running. The track wheels are William J. Holraan of Minneapolis, a. held in position by side bars, which cousin of Judge William S. Holman of hinge around the center middle wheel. Indiana, -were tried with remarkable The hinging renders the trucks flex- success the other day on the South Jtr- ible and provides for the engine a sort sey railroad. of endless track of moving wheels, "Think of our bride's brother amus-i ing himseif in such a place as that with cooking drugs in saucepans," muttered Monoieur Justin, peeping Into tho room. "I am the least particular man in the universe, but I must say 1 wish we were not going to be connected by marriage with an amateur apothecary. Pah! I can snioll the place through the T/Jndow." With .these words Monsieur Justin turned his gack' on the laboratory in disgust, and sauntered towards the cliffs overhanging the river. Leaving tho garden attached to the house, he ascended some gently-rising ground by a winding path. Arrived at the summit.tho whole view of the Seine, with Ha lovely green islands, its banks fringe.d with trees, its gliding boats, and little scattered waterside cottages, •. opened before him. Westward, where tho level country appeared beyond tho further bank ot the river, the land- scapo was all aglow with the crimson of the setting sun, Eastward, the long shadows and mellow intervening lights, the "red glory that quivered on the rippling water, tho steady ruby-fire glow-: ing on cottage windows that reflected i P. 0 . 0 ™..';.., 1 . tho'level sunlight, led tho eye onward nntl onward, along the windings of the Seine, until it rested upon the spires, towers, and .broadly-massed houses of Koucn. with the wooded hills rising be- ! which clouded his kind earnest eyes whenever they rested on his sister, his thoughts were certainly not of the happy or the hopeful kind. But ho Save them no direct expression; he intruded his secret sadness, whatever it might bs, on no one of his companions. Nevertheless, modest and seif- rcKtrained as ho was, there was evid.cn t- (I'O ItB CON'TIN'UBD.) CANNIBAL PLANTS. Sozno of tno ChaniL'tprJ^tlc* of • Thoite AnoiimltoH of rhn Vegetable Tilnnrdora. From the Cincinnati Enquirer: It has been proved time and again that the so-called "canlbal plants," of which tnc Venus flytrap is the type, are much more healthy when allowed their regu- These trucks are interchangeable and which are always smooth. It is said made up of five smooth or friction- that the vibrating motion commonly geared wheels placed under each driver, imparted to the locomotive in high •Three of 'them. rest on the track, while running is done away with by this de- the other two bear upon the former and each driver in turn rests upon tho two. The arrangement, the vice. Each truck wheel has a large and small diameter and works on the cog principle, but friction takes the inventor place of cogs. The larger rim rests v.p- thinks, affords natural pockets for all on the rail and the small rim extends wheels above those on the track and outwardly "over the tires. At its trial makes It an impossibility for any of this engine made a speed of 120 miles them to become displaced during any in one hour. church, Baltimore. In 1S63 he became rector of Calvary church. New York, only to be chosen, after two • years,, for the episcopate of Western New York. The- earliest years of his manhood lai'd 1 a; broad foundation for the eminence 1 which he afterward attained. It \vas- wliile- he was still a student in the Cencra 1 ) Theological Seminary, if we mistake not, that he published his "Christian Ballads." This volume was at once recognized as placing its author among the choicest of English religious, poets, and it has continued to br< a; household book in England as well' as- here. During his rectorship at Hactford he- pnblished "Atbanasion and 1 Other Poems," "Halloween and OOer Poems," "Saul and -Other Poemsi" and "^Impressions of Eng- lan-ij.." 1 TMa last volume was the result of a» extended and very important and fruitful Etaapean tour. .It shows a close study and a delicate appreciation, and it was exceedingly wel! received' in England. It was just at the close of his Hartford rectorship that Be published: his "Apology for the Eng- Bible*," and succeeded in securing the- suppression of the costly but very unseholarly revisions of the English translation which had been made by the American Bible Society. His nine years' rectorship of Grace church, Baltimore, brought into prom- i iiK-nce the intense patriotism which was a marked characteristic of the man. He- was diligent during the war in visiting the sick and wounded soldiers in hospitals and on the field, and in his parish he stood firmly for the Union cause, though a large part of his parish sympathized with the oppo- eiie side. It was a time that tried men's hearts and engendered iutensest bitterness even in families. Dr. Coxe, however, stood firmly by his convictions, and would not yield to any demand in behalf of the confederate cause. Yet he was as kind and as conciliatory as he was firm, and he won the hearty respect of those who differed most widely with him. In his episcopate, Bishop Coxe was a man of mark among his fellow bishops. His mind was very active and very resourceful. Pilled with a devoted love- for his church and his country, he watched all events with the eye of a churchman and of a patriot. In France he urged religious reform and ihe revivifiea-tion and independence ot the Galilean church. He corn- batted the exercise of papal influ- too, at night—and then consuming the rest of the night riding to the next meeting place. Of so generous a nature herself, she could not understand tho strange bitterness and hatred that ly some reproving or saddening inilu- | lar insect 1 food, than when, they are ence in his presence which affected the spirits of every one near him, and darkened the eve of the wedding to bride and bridegroom alike. If CHAPTER II. S the sun slowly sank in the heavens the conversation flagged more and more. After a • jor.d them far background. Lovely to look on at any time, the view was aljtios: supernaturally beautiful now un- dor the gorgeous evening llgtit that glowed upon It. All its attractions, however, were lost on the valet; he Blood yawning with his hands in his pockets, looking neither to the right nor to the loft, but staring straight before him at a little hollow, beyond which the ground sloped away smoothly to the lirlnli. of the cliff. A bench was placed here, and three persons—an old lady, a gentleman, and-a young girl—were silence, the bridegroom was the first to start a new subject, "Hose, love," he said, "that magnificent sunset Is marriage; it ises another lovely day to-iaorrow." . The bride laughed and blushed. "Do you really believe in omens, Charles?" she said. "My dear," Interposed the old lady, reared under netting or in any other manner which excludes them from their regular meat diet. The above is an oddity of itself, especially when wo consider the fact that there is a certain school of botanists which teaches cannibal plants make no use whatever of the insect prey captured by them, but it is nothing compared with the bold assertion made by Francis Darwin. That noted scientific gcntlem.-tn bravely before her son could answer, "If Charles t!ces believe in omens, it is nothing to laugh at. You will soon know better, when you are his wife, than .to confound him, even In the slightest things,. with the common herd of people. All his convictions are well founded — so well, that If I thought he really did believe in omeno, I should most assuredly make up my mind to believe in them" too." "I beg your pardon, madame," Br-f- began, tremulously, "I only meant- meets the "vegetarian botanists" with the assertion that all kinds and classes of plants, whether known as "meaters" or not, bear more and heavier fruits and seeds when fed on meat than those that are -not allowed a flesh diet. He grew a ' two lots, comprising various varieties of the different common plants. One lot was regularly fed (through their roots, of'course) with pure juices compressed from moat, the other with water and the various fertilizers. The final figures on this odd experiment proves that the plants which were fed pure meat juice bore 1C8 fruits of the different kinds, v.'hile tho unfed plants of the same number and original condition bore but twenty-four! Also that the pampered plants bore 240 seeds to every 100 borne by the plants that were not given a chance to gratify cannibalistic tastes. This is certainly a discovery worthy of much careful study and extensive experiment. " . :'.;.;, "My rlnar child,. have you .80' Halo | a load ot-liquor. A load-ot. trouble is not lightened by MAUD GONNE. isted between the English and Irish, and when, that' year, the union of hearts idea was sprung she became its ardent supporter. To unite the two races in a common bond of sympathy, to make them understand each other— this was her consuming idea. Of the amnesty campaign sho has proved tho very life and soul and has shown an exceptional grasp of details and executive ability in her conduct of It, while she has but just returned from the West of Ireland, where she has been initiating a movement to celebrate- the landing there of the French under Gen, Humbert. Her idea in the latter movement is, if possible, to. beyond the limits of a mere mistake, exaggeration becomes caricature, but wJiea- it is magnified beyond humanity's common measures it may acquire an element- approaching terror. The awe-striking giants of mythology were but magnified men. The first •sight of St. Peter's affects one as though, in. the everyday streets, walking among one's fellows, one should meet with a man forty feet high, Siivnnnah's Ronml Tovror. "Visitors to Savannah," said Henry B. Galloway of that city at the Rigge house recently, "exhibit great interest in a small, round tower that is easily discernible when approaching the city from the sea. It is of stone, moss- grown and ivy-covered. The residents of the neighborhood are fond .of telling thrilling stories of the part the fiirt played in Spanish and Indian warfare and they cay that it was built about the time St. Augustine was founded. "The truth of the matter is that the tower was erected by the United States government during the war of 1S12. It saw some little service during the 'late unpleasantness,' but did not figure in any groat action. The tower occupies a prominent position on a promontory. At present it is used as a reporting ana signal station, and frequently in tho su-mmer season parties of bathers and ishermen make it their headquarters when on expeditions from Tybee and other seashore resorts."—Washington Times. his vigorous protests against the coming of Moneignor Satolli as a papal- ablegate to America. One of his most important works was the establishment of the Christian literature society in New York City, This society haspub- lished a superb edition of'the "Ante- Nicene Fatbes," which was edited by Bishop Co.xe. Nowhere else have his Odd ArrHnceuinnt. Most of the railroad stations in Russia are about two miles from the towns -which they respectively serve. This is a precaution against flre, as many of the Russian, dwelling* are thatched with straw. THE LATE BISHOP. COXE. earnest carefulness and his great learning- been more signally exhibited. He himself looked upon his work "as tha magnum opus of his literary life. Several of Eis'nop Coxe's controversial .works have had a very wide circulation in many languages, notably his "Open Letter to Pope Pins IX," in reply to that pope's letter convening the Vatical council. Some farmers in Now South Wales •are tak'ing up tho cultivation of to-- bacco, and the government of the colony is considering the advisability 'of engaging an expert from the United States to give them instruction.