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My con- nection with the adventure was a very trivial one. for I was badly frighten- ed. and really would have been able to do anything but for the help of the fire ants." “That’s all nonsense. Paqnita." con- tradicted her husband, good-naturedly. “But the colonel shall judge for him~ {self what measure of credit is your“ 'due. I am only sorry that the men- etaer who might have been my: death has not yet passed the customs aeth-n oritiee Youshall seehim as scones hicazhen? as can be imagined; . She la‘tighed. Her face flush she said: ed. and “I told you before dinner that but for Paquita's bravery I would not be here toâ€"day. \Vith her permission I will tell you why.” ‘ ' The professor glanced down into her upturned face, gently patted her hair. and said: When I lighted aeigar and leaned back in my chair, Mrs. Rodman drew an ottoman up to her husband. and seated herself at his knee insuch a posi- tion that she could look up into his face. and at the same time give her guest counteous attention. ~ "Here are some fine native cigars, colonel,” said the professor. “Paquita d033, not_op_jeAct tgo smpking." She was very young â€" not more than eighteen. I should judge - and it looked to me like a genuine love- match. Be and I did not linger long, there- fore, after the table was cleared, but joined Mrs. Badman in the drawing- room. I am rather an abstemious man in the matter of Wines, being somewhat of a sufferer from gout, and the pro- fessor is a total abstainer. my weak spot. and a good meal, well served. always puts me in the best of humor. I murmured my pleasure at thus be- ing complimentewd and we were chat- ting together when a servant announc- ed dinner. It was a splendid meal â€" the Me- tropole is noted for its cuisine â€" and I did it_ample justice, for the table is “I am delighted to meet you, 001- onel," she said. with the most charm- ing accent imaginable. “ We have talked about you so much -â€" so very muchâ€"that it really seems like meet- ing an old friend." __ _-_.. nvuvh .LGJ JUL. Instantl} her f’ao‘; lighted up, and she came toward me with outstretch- ed hands. â€"C 'v JV- “V77. Instantly I scented a romantic? story, and was about to put a lead-} in; question when the door opened and; one of the most entrancing visions of; female loveliness that my eyes had: ever beheld stepped into the room. i “Paquita,” said the professor, when; she halted just over the threshold, ai trifle embarrassed at sight of a} stranger, “let me present my oldest: and dearest friend, Colonel Taylor.” I 'f_ L, _LI when the cab I had engaged set me ;down at the door of the Metropole. 5 Our greeting was lot the most cordial 'character. and, in a hasty glance about the room, I noticed abundant evi- dence of the presence of one of the fairer sex. “I'm sure you'll like her, for she’s thef most sensible little woman I ever? met. But for her bravery, I wouldé not be here talking to you: now.” - i fixing g1 s_ingle man. I I IBoked gt'my barely time to dre with all speed, “'ratch, found I had as. and hurried home My friend Pram? James Badman, um. She realized that she had disturbed {a nest of fire ants, and knowing the pugnacions character of these pestifar. ous insects. aha determined to make .them her all: in resomng the profes- ear. .Wlth this idea. she bent forward and struck the snake a sharp blow with the tree limb she had picked up. With an angry hiss. the serpent dut- ed toward her. dragging the body at its victim. who had relapsed into uno‘ She had to be careful lest a blow in- tended for the snake should strike the professor. and in moving about for a point of vantage. her foot was plunged to the ankle in a mound of soft earth. Almost instantly her lower limbs be- gan to smart and sting, as though red- hot needles were being thrust into the Pale and trembling. and wringing her bleeding hands despairingly, she looked about for some weapon to give the monster combat. Hidden among the undergrowth was a tree limb of generous size. Seizing this, she crept cautiously toward the serpent. which, with blazing eyes, was tightening its coils and ‘hissing loudly. She realizé'd his awful peril, and knew that unless he was instantly reâ€" leased his life would soon be crushed out. His face was turned toward her. and she saw with horror that it was purple, and that the imprisoned man’s eyes were starting from their sockets. The big reptile was wound about the scientist’s body like acable and was fast crushing him to gloath. And presently, parting. the vines, she saw her father's ggest struggling in the coils of a gigantlc serpent. 'fiwflm of the serpent further “Help! 1191â€"" was the faint cry that she heard. “Professor, where are you?” she shouted, and pushed her way through the dense tangle of creeping vines, not minding the wounds inflicted by the sharpthorns. A At first she heard nothing. but preâ€" sently there came to her ears a faint, muffled cry for help and the sound of crashmg brancbqs. A wall of thorny undergrowth con- fronted her, but, undismayed, she Push- ed her way through the brambles call- ing the professor by name. No anéwe-r came back to her. and, halting, she listened for some sound that might guide hgr to‘hfim. Sh< laughingly complied with the request, and hurried down the jungle path in. the direction taken by the scientist. O 3 One day, with the heaters were busy :exploring the thicket, the professor’s attention was attracted to a new and :particularly lively species of lizards. He was nowhere in sight, and the girl walked briskly, coming at last to the end of _the path. .Hatless, and without firearms of any sort, the scientist dashed after the liz- ard, and the planter, fearing that the unprotected nature of his friend's head and violent exertion might pro- duce sunstroke, callea to Paquita to follow the profemr and take him a Se-izing a small hand-net, he rushed toward the bright-hued fellow, but it nimbly escaped him, darting down one of the numerous paths that had been cleaned through the jungle. They had selected as their base of operations a. little, cleared spot in the midst of the jungle, Where a gaudy tent was erected, and hammocks were swung between the great trees that walled in the oasis. vvs. For this purpose he made several trips into the jungle. generally being accompanied by the planter and his daughter, and assisted in his search by a small army of servants who vainly beat the bush in a search for the colos- sal boa. The glowing description he gave of the gneat serpent fired the professor's scientific ardor. and be determined to effect the capture of the monster. buulu not nave been more hospitabl§ 'reoeived and entertained than wasProâ€" fessor Rodman by Planter Gano. The planter was Bornething of a scien- tist himself, and told his guest many Fstories concerning the habits of the countless horde of reptiles that swarm- ed through that tropical country. He had a great deal to say about a particularly large and ferocious boa constrictor which infested a deep jungle in the rear of his plantation. , “I've seen him twice," he said. “andl he’s the biggest snake I ever dreamed 01. Once I wounded him, but he es- caped, He's a wily old beggar, and all our efforts to trap him have been so I far unsuccessful." It was the owner of the estate. Abâ€"l salon: Gano, who had emigrated to this 1 wild country. He had married. in Urbana the gaughter of a wealthy Venezuelan aged by his only daughter, his wife having died abou previous. A king visiting a brother monarch could not have been more hospitably received and entertained than wasPro..; fessor Rodman bv Plum... (1...... I Tihe bees are very attentive to the flowers till their honey is done, then they fly over. them. Perhaps the flowers feel grateful to the bees; they are great fools it they do. l which, as a woman, fence her securely fround. [the goddess Grundy has a : temple so high up on the banks that, to her worshippers, the river called [Life looks like a stagnant mill pond. One day the ambitious woman wanders away from the temple of Grundy, and finds the mill pond a raging torrent lwit‘h Whirlpools of envy and an un- fdertow of censure. Nothing daunted ls’he pushes her tiny bark from the gslhore, and sometimes she is carried ‘over the falls, at the head of which stands the rock Success. Do you sup- pose if Napoleon had been born a wo- iman that he would have been content ,to give tea parties and talk small scandal? No, he would have risen; but instead of a: man great and kingly, with all his sins, he would have left one of those names which stain the leaf of every historyâ€"the name of a woman who feels within herself a pow- er; but being denied the right to exâ€" ercise it openly, she rules in the dark, covertly and by stealth, through the men whose passions she feeds on, and by whom she climbs. They tell us we are not forced to use our youth and beauty; that we are free agents! Yes, andacatsetafloahinapondisfree tosixin thetubtillitdiesthere; neither is the drowning men forced to clutch at the proverbial straw. It is a glorious Liberty! The plain girl, the womanwhoisoldand ugly endpoor; [cob In vain for men’s chivalroue at» forgive in a woman, and the woman Who is no longer young must be fasci- nating. have expert knowledge or an experience of exceptional value to stand a chance with heryoung com- petiiors. Once or twice, perhaps, in a generation, there is born a woman with a. surplus fund of nervous energy such a desire for that “will ’0 the wisp” called fame, such a horror of dying and being buried with scarcely a name upon ‘her gravestone, that she forgets all the conventionalities, in Lrom of the mirror and admire our nice whxte 5km and look mto our great deep eyes. The curse begms to work and is only finished when we don our shroud. - -- __-..--..g- ;of the world and its Shams before she can combat them. A rounded chin with a pretty dimple is a very small part of her anatomy, yet it is worth more to a woman than all the wisdom of Solomon. And a pair of beautiful eyes, with a knowledge of how to use them, are worth more to her than a knowledge of all the ologies. As chil- dren we are shaped to this end. We are told that we cannot go into the1 sun to play, because our faces will be- come sunburned, and our nice white dress will be soiled. So, with our cheek pressed wistfully against the window pane, we for a. short time watch the little boys at their happy play, then go and thread a string of bright beads for our neck. We stand In some far-away time When the perfect-ability of the human. race Shall be an acoomplfihed fact, then, perhaps, to be born a woman will not be to be born branded. We all, men and women alike enter the world little plastic beings, with so much na- tural force, perhaps, but for the rest -blank; the world tells us what we are to be, shapes us by the ends it sets befOl‘G us. To man it says, Work; to woman lit says, Seem. To the man it says:-You have a strong arm and; great knowledge; labor and you shall gailn all that the human heart desires. To the woman it says:‘ Strength shall not help you, nor labor; knowledge, of a certain kind, may, perhaps. You shall gain what men gain, but by other means. The question of “Beauty vs. Fascination” is periodically agitated. The definitions of fascination are many and various; but one that more near- ly covers the whole ground of a fas- cinating woman’s charm is “tact.” A truly tactful woman is seldom very young, for she must have a knowledge of his servants to the spot. They Gal'- ried my brave rescuer and myself to the little tent. and we were brought back to consciousness. Except the bites of the ants. which were very painful, and a few scratches. Paquita had suffered no damage. I was less fortunate. the terrible hugging I had received had so bruised my body that for several weeks I was confined to imyzl bed. Paquita was my nurse: .an â€"-~-" ’ “She fell in love with you." interâ€" posed Mrs. Rodman, "and is to-day the happiest woman in the world." The following week I had an Oppor- tunity of viewing the big boa. It was! certainly an ugly-looking monster. I could not help shuddering when I thought of my friend being crushed to death by the great serpent’s muscular constrictions. gan to relax its coilé about Professor “It so happened," said the profes- sor, in conclusion. “that several of the bush heaters heard her cry and rush- to the spot. While two or three of in'1_9'_'ité flesh. disturbed and enraged the a IlEhey bezel} to swarm over FACT AND BEAUTY. w -â€" - --- uu ”REV“ viewing the big boa. It was an ugly-looking monster. I thelp shuddering when I f my friend. being crushed to LL- ., 1899. that the snake had 3 meet. Stung to ants, the monster be. In: over its scaly ir fiery mandibles the ants. and she sighed in conclusibn: ‘ w more of regret. “ And after all that, and knowing as she must that it -is gospel truth,” said the other woman, “ do you. know what that girl would do if she got the chance to _1_n_a_rry that fellow 2" ring to something or other, the Lord only knows what, that it must come {around all right, but! a more unsatis- factory way out of a difficulty could not be chosen, as thousands of unhappy marriages bore daily testimony. 1! men and women in love were reasoning beings, I said, life, at least married life, would be a far different existence, but since they are. inot, nothing can be done to ameliorate their? condition ex- cept to let them choose their own way, marry as suits their infatuation, and let the end come as it may. No man‘s or woman’s love has ever been won, I told her, and whatever has been giv- en under that name could have been withheld by the donor for a lifetime, and he or she. would have never been one whit unhappier or felt a pang _.-A A. _____ L " “Something about. hearts, or love, or men, I ll venture anything,’ said the younger woman with her. " Of course ° it is talways that, but in this instance it was a little different. She wanted to know what to do to win the love of a young man who does not care for her, but whom she loves ‘ very deeply,’ she said.’ “ And what did you tell her i” “I told her there was but one an‘ swer to that most pathetlc of all ques- tions a woman can ask; a short and simple answer; the same yesterday, to- day and forever, yet one which seems impossible to be learned ’by those fool- ish hearts who think that love is some- thing which may be acquired by effort, I told her in all sincerity that the mans love could not be won by any- thing and everything she could do, and that he was as powerless to give it to her as she was to win it. Then I branched out a little and told her if she was rich or had rank and breed~ ing she might get! him as a purchas- able commodity, fOr human kind has never quite ascended to a point beyond that, but that his love would not go with his person and his legal binding. That goes where it listeth, I said, or as with some, whose sense of honor is of the very highest, ”it remains and withers. I told her it seemed to be enough to some men and women to marry the object 0L their love, trust- “A young lady just: coming out of her teens made me ther’confidante the other day and asked me a question that I hope she will grasp the answer of,” remarked a woman of sixty who has been twice married and is now a widow. vâ€"'-- V I (By storms of love o’ertook, Fearful of shoalsâ€"with beating heart. Calls on the faithful Cook, Commands, thus given he acorns delay . TAJnd crowds each swelling sail, And onward steers to Hymen's Bay, To shelter from the gale. But, much retarded by the wind, He calls the chaplain-'8 a‘id, And quickly leaves the storm behind, The destined port is made. Let those who sail life’s brook, Ne’er shrink, nor be dismayed' But, like the Mariner and Cook, Call in the chaplain's aid.” Such" flattering tributes as the fore- going were doubtless received by the brides and grooms of that. time, if not with actual pleasure, at least with tortitude; but fancy the feelings of a young couple of toâ€"day who found their marriage notice accompanied by the mildest of the effusions quot- ed. ___ 'v ---w “HALIVV Weed. :A gold Finch late in search of seeds Explored a rural bower; And. found amidst luxuriant Weed: A modest little flower." A (Marlner unt_01_ds the chart, - . â€"â€"‘v-â€"â€"°~ vv- brow, lln' this dark, dismal gulf; For the Wolf has caught the Miller now, The Miller stole the Wolf." ”'Mr. Alvah Finch to Miss Harriet n night,’ And Millers take our grain, And when these two their unite, Where is our safety then? ,___- v..- wan-wt! VJ fra doe (For her tbvvdvéélii 3.103;: w“ And so the heart she gave to Wood .Was hardened to a stone." The widow saw it was not good I'D-.. L _â€"- Stone. “Mr. Henry M. Locke to Miss Cath- erine Storms. What daring feats the ardent youth performs, Who bares his bosom to moieties: Storms; And like the fabled heathen god who chain'd; And: in a cave the roving winds re- strain'd, So ‘Henry bids the very name to cease, Secured; by Locke, the Storms now smile in peace." ‘ In; a 'select magazine, in the column devoted to the manage notices, and headed "Hymeneal," appear the tolv l1035:1113: as to occasion great surprise. But marriage verses have so completely gone out of fashion. that, when one runs across them in old magazines or papers. of 75 to 80 years ago, he can- nob‘ refrain from a hearty laugh both at: the absurdity of the verse and the oddity of the custom that permitted xts_ use, Obituary verses, while nowadays re- garded by most peOple as superfluous, if nothing worse, are not so uncommon “’HAT SHE \VOULD D0. . Thomas Lexnoine to Mrs. Susan r, I d0.’_’_ad_m_itted the em. 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