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'fi“ .. v .,. .. -Q. _ ~ - o'w J'vâ€" _ uoaaeeissgggggeaaemg though the task was robbed of a. “ Where the g Apple : g Reddens.” 1%. ,2, $9" V‘s-"v v' vv’Wé‘v‘ “1% $ ' Her hair was windâ€"blown; her hat, turned dowu and shading her bri‘c’;ht face, was of white calico and be- longed properly to a young brother. I-Ier pink cotton dress had paid re- peated visits to the wash tub, and, to the critical eye, was nearing the period when yet another tubbing would be advisable. She would have said she was horribly untidyâ€"not fit to be seen; in fact, she said it. He considered, and rightly, that she was so exceptionally blessed as to look delicious in anything, and he very wisely put that also into words. “That's very prettin said," she laughed. _, “No â€" don’t go on. I am not such a hoyden but that . I know the correct and only answer. I only like"â€"â€"she molded her mouth, her distracting mouth, to pensiveâ€" nessâ€"“compliments "that might be true." “Mine all are, when addressed to you,” he hastened to declare. “Then they are more like bare statements of facts then compliâ€" ments, aren’t they?" she smiled up at him, “and not specially to your credit.” “Greatly to yours," he insisted, “since your charms leave no mar- gin for embellishment." “Oh, that is sweetly said!" she cried. “Don't please, say any more, for you cannot better that." ,,”But I can’t stand, mum," he ob- jectcd. “You can sit in silence, though.” “What do you mean?” “Last night, at dinner, at your lady-love’s side. I was watching youâ€"~being opposite and with no one but a brother to speak to my- self, I could not help it. And you neither of you spokeâ€"at any rate, you didn’t. So you see what you can do if you try.” “It was sheâ€"who had been try- ing," he said, in mournfulness. “Had she? Poor youâ€"she looks a little like that." She pulled her- self up with a pretty afiectation of alarm. “What am I saying? Oh, I beg your pardon! She looks as nice as can beâ€"she can be. It was you who looked put out.” "I had a reason to look it." "No doubtâ€"I mean she must have had some reason for letting-you look it.” ' “She could not help beingâ€"” “Poor thingâ€"so weak? I mean, bound to such a tyrant!” “I give her her own way in evâ€" erything.” She flashed round on him with her most provoking smile. ‘ “How horribly tame of you!" she said. “No wonder she has lost in- terest in herâ€"your looks!” "After ail," he said, “I didn't fol- low you out here to talk of her," “Well, then, suggest a topicâ€"I’m only waiting." While she still waited she looked up at the laden apple tree under whiCh they stood. She seemed to be selecting, with the eye of a conâ€" noisseur, .but it may have been the blue and white patches of cloudâ€" flecked sky seen through the branches which held her attention. I-Ie gazed at her. He had been so gazing ev- ery available moment during the brief week he had known her, and always with the same sense of pleaâ€" sure in the picture she made. It was true she was only the halfâ€"educated, untidy, pleasureâ€"loving daughter (the adjectives had been supplied for him) of the improvident, comfortaâ€" ble farmhouse where he and his mo- .ther and the girl he was engaged to were staying as paying guests, but he saw no reason in this why he should not admire her for the qualâ€" ities he did not need to have sup- plied for him. "I came out meaning to pickâ€" well, several, not hundreds quite of apples," said she, “and I can’t reach one.” “There is something I might do for you,” he said, seizing his op- portunity, or trying to seize it. For, try as he would, neither could he reach an apple. "I tell you whatâ€"that lowest branch there; it has four beauties on it. If you were toâ€"” She looked up at him, smiled, looked down again, pensively up at the coveted branch, with a sidelong glance like a flush at him, and then down once more. But she did not conclude her sentence. “if you would let mcâ€"if you’d only let me lift you up,” he said, sudâ€" denly inspired, "you could reach them yourself, couldn't you?" “Ah! That would do it, wouldn’t - it? And‘I want them so!" “Then I may." “Certainly not! I’d rather â€" go without the apples!" - “I am much stronger,” he said. “How if 1 seized you against your will?" “Why, I couldn’t help that, could I?" she asked. And the thing was done in less time than it takes. to tell. ' But she had only picked one apple, the nearest, when his lady-love’s voice came to them through the trees, calling him by name. And there was a sharp note in her voice (like the taste of an unripe apple) which told them what she saw. "if you put me down before I’ve picked the four I’ll never forgive you,“ said the lady of‘ the apples; 6!. he lxsld her till she had them all, full half of the delights he had an- ticipated. "Now, she said, when _she was on her feet again, "go quickly. Oh, poor you." ' “She'll cast me off," he said. “I shouldâ€"if I were she!" And then he turned in haste. “"But, if she does, come back to me!" she called after him. “Wellâ€"and what? Be quick!" "And I’ll give a. bite of an apâ€" ple-if there's any left!” she laugh- ed. ‘ The girl he was engaged to had seen it. all, she said, and forthwith renounced her right to that connec- tion, she seemed to have seen even more than all, considering what it amounted to, when she went over it in words. Low tastes and the soâ€" ciety of the ill-bred, she told him, would be his ruin. Then she tossed him over to ruin, declaring she would have none of him. "You are free," she said (by no means for the first time),. “and I know exactly how, you will use your freedom." “I hope you’ll have the opportunâ€" ity of using yours as well,” he said, stung into retort at last. “I might have known!" she cried. “Oh, what I have been saved! Evâ€" cry fresh faceâ€"" “So few faces are fresh," he said; and that was really unkind, for she had a sallow complexion. " “I am not going to argue it any more,” she declared, having talked the subject bare. “Go!” And he went. But he was a gen- tleman, and previous to going be had tried his best to soothe her an- noyance, even to frankly owning thatâ€"from her point of viewâ€" she had cause for it. He had tried to close his ears to the echoing Voice, his eyes to the laughing face, of the girl he had left under the apple trees. He did all he could to shut out the sweet, sudden vision of freedom, of release from a captivity which had always irked him. It was not his fault in the present that his past faults were accounted unparâ€" donable. He only went when he was certain that he was powerless to rerivet his ’chains. He was not a. poetical young man, but some verses the lady who had relinquished him wasmfond of quot- ing came to him as he wandered back to where the cause of the mis- chief (so he devoutly hoped) still awaited him. He waited, on his part, until he was quite certain that she was there, until he stood in front of her, and then he repeated a verse out loud: “Where the apple tree reddens never Pryâ€" - Lest we lose our Eden, Eve and I.” “So, she has sent‘youiadrift?” said the girl, seated under the apâ€" ple 'tree. “But Eve’s all right.” _He flung himself beside her. “ ‘Eve’s all right,’ ” he echoed. “God bless her! You haven't finishâ€" ed the apples?" ’ “Noâ€"you're just in time. Here’s a whole one left," and she passed it to him. “That's the prettiest side,” she said, pointing; “you may bite it thu-e.” “Really?” "It seems a ceremony befitting the occasion," she said. “There,” he said, as he handed the bitten apple back to her. “But I knew what was good for me the mo- ment I saw it, before I ate of the fruit." ' “You are keeping very'clos-e to the original," she said. “ ‘Eve is all right,’ ” he repeated. “Dear, I love you! Am I?” He bent towards her. They were so close under the shelter of the old apple tree that she could hear his heart beat; he could hear hers. Her cheeks were redder than the apples, and there was a strange new note in her voice. “Wait,” she said; “I thought 1 could deceive you, but I can’t. I saw her there before I let youâ€"seize me." He did not speak. "I know she does not love you; she almost said so. She said things about you to me she never could ht ve said if she truly loved you. I believe she loves someone else betâ€" ter. I must not tell you why I think it, but I do.” Still he did not speak. “I knewâ€"I felt sureâ€"that you did not properly love her.” . She waited a moment. “Can you forgive me?” she asked, .very softly. “If love prompted you?" “I suppose that was it,” she ad-' mitted. “Love and apples." .____.__+.______ THE SMALLEST LEGACY. An inhabitant of Borssell, in Zeaâ€" land, has inherited probably the smallest legacy on record, exccp , perhaps, the proverbial shilling. His son has died in the Dutch Indies, leaving behind him effects to the value of twentyâ€"seven cents, to which the father is heir. The mo- ney is payable at Middleburg, and the man will have to walk' ten Dutch leagues for it, losing also a day’s work. .-_.._.+'._....__. AN INCURABLE PLAGUE. It is rather curious to learn that after all the expensive attempts to suppress the rabbit. in Australia the plague is no nearer a cure than ever. The Premier’of New South Wales has received a, petition from pastoralists and others in the State urging that a committee should be appointed to consider remedies. They also suggest that a reward of $250,000 should be offered for a means of combating the pest, and a sum of $50,000 voted for practical experiments. ‘ 1 WM. [Hill’s min THE LATE BODYGUARD OF ~PRESIDENT ROOSEVELT His Life in the British Armyâ€"- Account of the Battle, of Abu Klea. After braving the perils of strenu- ous warfare in Africa, in a campaign which killed off about one-third of the army to which he belonged, Wil- liam Craig, tall, stalwart, and sol- dierly, met his death in an ordinary trolley crash, which also came near ending the life of the President of the United States. The late secret service man and presidential body- guard, whose remains were lately buried from his former home, had an interesting military record. Mr. Craig, who was a native of Glasgow served ten years in the Royal Horse Guards Blues, the crack Eng- lish‘ cavalry regiment, whose helâ€" mets, cuirasses, and high boots make a picturesque military feature of London life. As such he took part in 1885, in the determined but aborâ€" tive expedition to relieve the British force under Gen. “Chinese” Gordon, besieged in Khartoum by the forces of the Mahdi. Some time ago Mr. Craig gave to a newspaper man the following account of his experiences on that expedition : “In the movement that Was start-. ed for the relief of Gordon forty- eight were taken from everyficavalry regiment in the British army to help make up the relieving force, and I happened to be included in the quota from the Blues. We sailed from Portsmouth to Alexandria. At Assouan a, camel corps was formed and we started to cover the 600 miles that lay by the desert route between us and Khartoum. With us we had the Scotch Fusiliers and the Grenadier Guards and some native troops, making our entire force ABOUT 1,400 STRONG. “After long and weary marching through the desert we at length sighted the enemy. It was at the approach of night that we first saw their cavalry on the'hills. We formâ€" ed a zerebaâ€"that is, an inclosure of waggons, camels, anything at all to furnish a shelter or breastwork. All night they kept shooting at us from the hills on either side, but they did little damage. Next morning, Feb. 14, 188-5, we set out again. For part of the way our route lay through a ravine, where they har- assed us from ambush. Every time a bullet dropped a man in our ranks we had to halt to pick him up, and for two hours we didn't fire a. shot, so well were they concealed. It was at trying time. “At length we approached the wells of Abu cha, and now the enemy came bodily forth to head us off, determined that if we wanted water We should have to fight for it. We now had a good view of them. They are all tall men, the Soudanese. They wore loose or flowing white garments, sewn with Colored patches that proclaimed them soldiers of the Mahdi, and they were armed with spears and large two handed swords, also firearms, including some rifles. For safety's sake we advanced slowly in a. hollow square, four deep, a square of gray uniforms, dotted with oflicers in red. C01. Burnaby had charge of two sides of the square. In the centre were the camels and baggage. The camels were hard to manage. As we were backed, knocking the rear face of the square ‘ OUT OF POSITION. “Before the line could be reformed the Soudanese charged, coming on' in three lines, horsemen first, foot next, making a, rapid, desperate run to get at us. As they came on, our gatlings and rifles mowed. them down in hundreds, piling up their bodies in front of the square. Only three of their horsemen reached the square alive, and these swept away to the left angle of the square, where the Sixteenth Lancers were, and where Col. Burnaby, who had issued from the square, was trying to reform the part that was broken. A big mounted warrior, one of the three survivors of the charge, dropâ€"- ped his reins on his horse’s neck, grasped his great sword with both hands, and hewed at Burnaby, who was at the same time attacked by a spoarsman. The stroke of the sword brought the colonel from his saddle to the feet immediately and laid about him with his sword. A guards-man namâ€" ed ‘Mackintosh rushed out to give him a hand, but he was cut to pieces in an instant. A number of the Sou-(lanese actually burst into the square, fighting desperately, but our rear rank faced about and killed them all. We won the light, which lasted about half an hour. We killâ€" ed about 4,000 of the enemy. Such was the battle of Abu Klea. “The day after Abu Klea we marched towards the Nile, beating back the enemy; but in a skirmish Gen. Stewart was wounded in the groin. Lord Charles Beresford de- clining to take commandfit was given to Bascombe. We tried to storm a big village Called Metam- lneh, but failed. Some of Gordon’s boats came 'down the river from Khartoum and met us, but Gordon had promised the people there to remain with them, and remain he did. Beresford sent some armored boats .up ‘the river. We had to Wait at Metemmeh a, month, and during that time ' - ‘ - ’ - GORDON WAS-KILLED. "By this time, about the middle of March, we were within thirtyâ€"five x -:-,_..fi,..â€"-..,....-ru " inevng along they suddenly. ground, but he gained his ‘ miles of Khartoum and only about 500 strong. We had built a fort at Metemmeh, but decided we had best start back the way we had come. We heard that the Eighteenth Royal-Irish were starting across the desert to help us out. “The night before the return marCh I set out with Gen. SteWart and a, company of, about fifty men, on whom an operation had been perfor1ned,-diod on the way. On ac- count, of the heat his corpse begun almost immediately to deCompose, so we buried it at a, place called Jikâ€" doul Wells. Then we waited for. the main column, which had been again engaged by the enemy, and having lost ,all its camels, was returning on foot, and on foot' we trudged back 450 miles, right down Egypt. . ‘-‘I served out my full time in the army, which I left Oct. 11. into + A GIFT FROM CHARLES II. Benefiting by the Gratitude ‘of a. King 250 Years Ago. Because in September, 251 years ago, the Penderells of Boscobel in Staffordshire, England, saved the life of Charles Stuart, afterward Charles II., Thomas Walker, M. D., of St. John, N. B., gets £10 per annum. For he is a descendant of the Penderells. The story of. the King’s stay at Boscobel is thus told by the histor- ian, Hume: "To this man (Penderell) Charles intrusted himself. The man had digâ€" nity of sentiment much above his condition; and though death was deâ€" nounced against all who concealed the King, and a great reward prom- ised to all who should betray him, he professed and maintained unshakâ€" brothers, equally honorable with himself, and, having clothed the King in a garb like their own, put a bill into his hand, and pretended to employ themselves in cutting fag- gots. Some nights he lay upon straw in the house, and fed on such homely fare as it afforded: “For a better concealment he mounted upon an oak, where he sheltered himself among the leaves and branches for twenty-four hours. He saw several soldiers pass by. All of them were intent upon the search for the King, and some expressed in his hearing their earnest wishes of seizing him. “This tree was afterward denom- inated the Royal Oak, and for many years was regarded by the neighbor- hood with great veneration. “Charles was in the middle of his kingdom, and could neither stay in his retreat nor stir from it without the most imminent danger. Fears, hopes and party zeal, interested'mul- titudes to discover him, and even the smallest indiscretionof his friends might prove fatal. Having found Lord Wilmot, who was skulking in the neighborhood, they agreed to put themselves into the hands of Col. Bentley, a zealous Royalist, who lived at Bentley, not many miles distant. The King's feet were so hurt by walking about in heavy boots or countryman’s slices, which did not fit him, that he was obliged to mount on horse- back, and he traveled in this situaâ€" tion to Bentley, attended by the Penderells, who had been faithful to him.” After Charles became King, Farm- er Penderell was suitably remember- ed. One of the estates which Charles granted afterward was made chargeable with a perpetual payment of £1.00 to each of the other four brothers, and £50 to a sister, Elizâ€" abeth Penderell, who shared the fa- mily secret. ' Dr. Walker of St. John is a deâ€" scendant of Elizabeth Penderell. There were five ifamilies descended from her, and the £50 was divided, so that the representative of each branch gets £10 a year. A check for this amount, less a small commission, comes every spring to Dr. Walker from a soliciâ€" tor at Lichfield, England. His fa~ ther got it before him, and it :will descend to his son. » Once, when in England, the doc- tor sought to learn whose estate was still paying so old an account, but the solicitor was abroad. ____.__§____ THE EFFECT OF I’ERFUMES. French scientists have been makâ€" ing experiments in regard to the efâ€" fect of certain perfumes on the | en fidelity. - “He took the assistance of his four voice. Many of the mos-t successful teachers in singing have cautioned their pupils stringently against the use of perfumes or the proximity of odorous flowers. Some masters go so far as to forbid their pupils the se of any perfumes at all, and if one of them is detected wearing a bunch of violets the lesson is post- poned. The perfume of the violet has been found by the use of the laryngoscope to be particularly injurious. ‘ A LONG FENCE. Lengthy as some of the cattlel ranges of Texas are they will appear small when compared with the fence to.be built at the joint expense of the Canadian and American Govern~ ments. This will be on the boundary line between Montana and Canada, and will be built of galvanized wire for seven hundred miles. The neces-l 'Sity for this huge undertaking arises. in a peculiar way. Cattle from both countries stray across the boundary line, and are seized by Custom house oilicials on the ground that they have been smuggled. stealing away at night so the en- emy would not see us. The general, “v â€". SPIES IN BRITISH PRISUNS SOME REVELATIONS BY ONE OF THEM. __ One of the Wardens Was a Go-Be tween â€"- An Escape Nipped . in the Bud. There is something so ludicrous said an exâ€"prison spy, in the very thought of a man submitting to all indignities and miseries of a com vict’s life in order to earn a living that anyone may well be excused fox doubting his existence. And yet there are many men, of whom I was one for some years, who spend half their time as convictâ€"prisoners if order that they may be able to liw the other half, says a writer if London Tit-Bits. When, a good many years ago, 1 applied to the Prison Commissioner: for employment and was asked if 1 . would accept a temporary positiox on the Secret staff, I confess I (lit not even know such a, staff existed and when I was told that my duty Would consist in playing the spy i: a convict prison in the character of a prisoner, the prospect seemed s: unattractivelthat, although I wax almost starving, I felt tempted tc refuse the offer point-blank. But poverty is a. cruel taskmasterI and I accepted the appointment. and, in obedience to instructions, duly presented myself on the follow ing day at a well-known prisor where the Governor was clearly ex« pecting me. He told me that for some time he had had reason to sus- pect that one of the warders was act ing as a medium between one of the prisoners and his friends outside, and it would be my 'duty to discover the offending man. The method of doing this was left to myself; only . I must, of course, submit for a timi to 'pose as AN ORDINA RY CONVICT. I was then taken away to a roon where my hair was shorn, my mous tache removed, and I was attired ix convict garb. So complete was tin metamorphosis that I looked tin part of a convict to perfection. l was then led off to a cell, and whet the look was turned on me I realized that my prison life had really begun. Of course, there was not a soul in the place, with the exception of tin Governor, who even suspected that “No. 926,” was not as much a crim- inal and convict as any other wear- er of the broad arrow, and I had to submit to the same discipline, Work, and food as my fellows. Not only this, but in my efforts to sound the different warders I got into serious trouble, and was cauw tioned, reported, and punished until it seemed likely that I should quah ify as the most intractable of all the convicts. However, after much disheartening failure, I spotted my man at last. When I suggested vaguely that I had wealthy friends outside, he sternly ordered me to be silent and threatened to report me; but, I thought I detected a Sound of wavering, and when I casually proâ€" duced a. £5 note from my shoe and told him I had no use for it, he asked me straight out what I want- ed. After this it was easy enough to get him to forward a note to a corâ€"- tain address on the promise of anâ€" other “fiver,” and the trick was done. He Was caught with my note in his pocket, and confessed later that it was he who had conveyed the suspected messages for another conâ€" vict. I was very, pleased with my suc- cess, especially as other members of the secret staff had tried and failed, and I was not surprised when I was offered a rermanent place on the staff with a principal warder'r wages. MY NEXT EXPERIENCE was at Dartmoor, where there had been a number of attempted and con. certed escapes, which it was my duty to put an end to by reporting any further escapes that were being planned. Here again I was fortun- ute, for I had not been there a fort- night when one of the quarry gang, a notorious burglar who was serv- ing a life sentence, got into conver- sation with me and, after satisfying himself that I was “all right,” .told me of an ingenious plan he and a few others had made to escape undo: the shelter of the first fog or mist which so often envelops Dartmoor. I need not enter into the details of the plan; suffice it to say that it was very clever and offered an ex- cellent prospect, of success. Oi course, I affected to enter heartilg into the scheme, and equally, 0: course, I put the authorities in pos' session of every detail of the plot, with the result that it wascliectu- ally nipped in the bud. In another case I Was able to pre vent a murderous assault on a war der. But there is no need to de scribe my experiences and adven- tures further. I have, perhaps, told you sufficient to throw a little light on an _ almost unknown calling, ’which for downright unpleasantnesi it would be difficult to beat, and which I, for one, am glad to have left behind' me for ever. ._¢_..___ . GR EAT G AMBLERS. In Europe and the New World tin inost inveterate gamblers are the Spaniards and their descendants. 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