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D 00 xe# ade $12 ell= D 43 b 60 D 00 ) 00 2 00 D 10 dy, ay ast els 10 ail at »} WY "Will you rlaâ€"v:â€"Jnme?" he asks, in the !n-w,'consI;ra'ined voice in which he has always addressed her. "The coun»" tes= has sent me to ask you."‘ "Pray excuse me{" says Jeaune; and, wilt‘s e \_ sudden an shoots thro Jeanne‘s _‘uun'zp hegart‘.!edlt] is lc‘l’:eq; jealouslyâ€"rather woun ove. With a sudden, swift smile, that sends the blood to Clarence‘s face, she n{" "May I change my mind? I would Hk.’ to go down to the beach toâ€"morrow if you will show me the way." Clarence inclines his kh”d, scarcely trusting himself to & % "At what time?" I;:-‘: asks under his moustache. "Is mine too COT‘]?” "Nine!" says Jeanne, and she moves away as Lady Lucellie, the song wds ended. amid a loud buzz of eager adâ€" miration, comes up to her. < "Is not the )'Iarq'.li.l goal-llt“"d' Lady Ferndale? So soon l‘“:: dhlfl"- Do you know the song?t It a grea favorite of mi.".“â€"ve:yg great favorite! We heard it when we were in Naplesâ€" did we not. Lord Ferndalet" Jeanne, hiding the Lninr of her senâ€" sitive lips behind her fan, smiles sereneâ€" {y. but the words have struck home to ier innermost soul. ) The song which he had fl to her in the old house. How often had he sung it with this blueâ€"eyed, goldenâ€"baired woâ€" man. and why did she flaunt it in his She is still asking the question when Vane comes up and leans over her chair. sings for [;.dy f song. A sudden Jeanne‘s young jealouslyâ€"rathe With a sudde the blood to Cla "May I changs to go down to you will show n Clarence incli trusting himself "At what tir moustache. "Is ‘"Nine!" says I\VA}' as L&d" ended. amid a th How it happens that she is alone with him here, Jeanne ‘coul(-l not _Oxplgin.“ _ The new moon has drawn her to the terrace, and she has drawn Clarence. "Rather hot, inside," he sa "Shall I get you a shawl, Lady rmxi.r” Jeanne shakes her head. "I never catch cold," she says. "No, I remember," he says; "you are used to the open air. Does your brother sail the Nancy Bell now? How lonely he must Jeanne‘s eyes _ grew tender. Ii Clarence had _ ransacked the wide world for a more engaging subâ€" jeet, he would not have found one. "He is not at home," she says, with a little sigh. "He is at Baden." t H @T "Baden, is he?" says Clarence. "I‘ve a brother there. I wonder whether he knows him? TPMH write to him and ask him to look your brother up; he might be of some ust, as H‘l i' Yre‘h ‘o th‘ Fresh From the'Pia‘ntatioh; You haven‘t been home, then?*" Clarâ€" e ventures, timidly. No," says Jeanne, quictly, thinking anne looks around gratefully. hank you, very muchk," she says; i, as if asking to herself: "Dear old . it secems so long since I saw himâ€" of Ceylon, all its Native Fragrance held capâ€" tive in Tightly Sealed Lead Packets comes nc LOVE AND A TITLE they enter the drawingâ€"room, there rofound silence, and every eye is 1 on them. Vane standing, almost ng against the piano, hears the of the dress, nns looks, too, just irence goes down on one knee to ‘p the flower which she has dropâ€" YWhas Ullon reason : stands upright as an arrow, aint flush of color on her face, udden light in her eyes. But : not called there by the fact eyes are turned on her and . but by the sight of Lady Luâ€" king up with halfâ€"closed eyes . as she plays for him the acâ€" nont to the song, which was the _ had heard him sing. He has _since her marriage, and yet he Lady Lucelle, and chooses this is not been home because she t face Aunt Jean‘s keen, loving cause she is afraid that those 1 read through her mask, and the secret of her unhappiness. has not been home, she says, is unconsciously as she adds, No wonder its flavor *r how Regis looks? How long ince I saw the seat" says Clarence, with eagerness, nts to a line of light which has ccome defined in the distance. s that?" asks Jeanne. ‘" he says, as pleased as if it ne does not hesr him; all her r the line of shimmering, silâ€" him i sound makes her start. It ace flushed. she asks, breathless with deâ€" lidl not know we were so ar," he says. "I‘m almost n‘t, or I should have lost the showing you. And I may MÂ¥ she does moreâ€"she turns ccognizes the song. back," sne says, in a very y 1 not?" 65 s not hear the question, al she says, "I need not 1 dare say some of them es, and is about to say icrity, as she would have 1d days, but suddenly reâ€" she is no longer Jeanne the Marchioness of Fernâ€" XL falls. â€". says, trying to speak ught you would like w morning, as soon as run down before & near way through uldn‘t find it alone. TEA IEREVRE MR O o ons a on mlldm{ and imploring that Hal turns to his fish, ard, perhaps, not unmindful and Hal, growing excited, strides from boulder to boulder, oblivious of time or place, whipâ€"whipping every spot, likely or unlikely. So rapt and oblivious is he of all but tis work that he makes his way around the curve into a spot where the bou!â€" ders grow less frequent, and the water decper. He is about to turn and reâ€" trace his steps, when he gets a rise, and is fighting skilfully with his fish, walkâ€"« ing along as he does so, when his foot catches in some light, diaphanous object. With an impatient exclamation, he stumâ€" bles upright, and takes his eyes from the water to cast them upon & sight which is so unexpected that he not only forgets his fish, but very nearly us manners also. For close at his feetâ€"indeed, they are utandinf upon her light dress â€"sits a young girl, so motionless as to ap;y Ar part and parcel of the bright grais ard wild flowers, and seems so ii<e a wild flower hersolf that it is little wonder Hal bas stumbled over her unwittinglvy. He is about to speak, when she holds up her hand. puts it to haqla'th- points to tne stream with a imâ€" §l‘(.»‘\;‘ly"i).|lvt"£teadi]y he worksâ€"his way. Two, three, four restless pieces of wet silver kick and flounder b‘eside the first; With that peculiar patience which beâ€" longs to the flyâ€"fisherman, and to him alone, Hal whips the stream, casting the dainty bait in shallows and depths, and wiping the gcrspimtion from his tanned face with his disengaged hand, never raising his eyes from the clear water as it rushes merrily by him. Every now and then, late as the seaâ€" son is, a trout leaps into the sunlight, like a picce of quicksilver, and presently Hal has ove lying snugly in the basket at his side. "Hem!" he says, taking a peep at it; "not so bad for Germany. Let‘s have another throw." _ _ * a tall race, or the other fact that Hal is particularly strong and healthy, Hal had grown excecdingly tall, and looks in the sunset almost a man. It is only when one hears him laughâ€"which he couldn‘t do now with all these trout about for the world!â€"that the fact of his extreme youthfuiness becomes patâ€" ent. Looking at him, one is reminded of two thingsâ€"that few countries can turn out a better sample of a young man than the English, and that this particular sample is a remarkably good one. Presently he finishes his pipe, krocks the ashes out upon his hand, and noiseâ€" lessly and slowly proceeds to put his rod together. Five minutes after he is whipâ€" ping the stream, and, as he turns his face, one may recognize an old friend; it is Hal. That boys should grow is one of nature‘s byâ€"laws; and â€" either owing to the fact that the Bertrams are With his hands in his pocket, his pipe in his mouth, and a cased fishingâ€"rod under his arm, he saunters along, watéhâ€" ing the stream and puffing away, as inâ€" dolently happy as the big kingfisher, which, perched on a rock, with its head on one side, eyes him curiously. Now, as a matter of stern fact, the human figure, as it appears in modsru civilized life, does not improve scenery. Even the pyramids can be made to look small and vulgar, if a score of modern tourists are seen serambling up their mathematicalix correet sides. On the right a rising line of mountain â€"â€"green, purple and crimson in the rays of the setting sun; on the left the fringe of pines, which stand as outposts of the deep, dark, shadowy wood. Above, a blue sky, flecked here and there with fleecy clouds; below, an undulatino valâ€" lieecy clouds; below, an undula valâ€" ley, broken by rocky â€" little t'irl;sgvines, through which runs a noisy, silvery stream. Altogether, as sweet and roâ€" mantic a bit of scenery as painter ever tried to depict or poet to describeâ€"and failed. So quiet is this secluded spot that one might fancy oneself in one of the valleys of Herefordshire; but this is not Englandâ€"it is Germany; the fringe of firs in the beginning of the Black Forest, and the tinkle of the vesper bell comes from the village of Forbach, which lies hidden by the valley‘s curve. It is Septemberâ€"in fact it is the week of the marquis‘ and marchioness‘ visit to Charlie Nugent‘s, and it is as hot here in Germanyâ€"hotter than in England. _ A sublime stillness reigned over the valley, broken only by the laughter of the stream as it throws itself playfully against the stones in its path, by the occasional call of a bird to its mate among the pines, by the vesper bell tinkling melodiously among the hills, and by the hum of the innumerable bees. All this sounds like noise; but it is by sounds like these that nature symbolizes silence. head, as if he had received . a-;l.:):: takes her refusal to the countess. “witg a slight incline of his handsome Suddenly, and yet slowly, a human figure emerges from the shadow of the forest, and comes into the red sunlight. is unequalled. CHAPTER Hal takes up his Kenknlfe, and, menâ€" lally confounding his trembling hand, makes the necessary incision. It is mereâ€" 1y a pin‘s scratch, but as he performs the "No," says Hal, slowly, "oaly just there where the barb is. Not much," but while he says it he feels as if he would rather cut his own leg off than touch that white arm with his knife. antly. _ e Ne â€" Bhe gave a little shudder. "I can‘t bear a knife," she says. "Will it make much « _ "Well, then, you must do it," she says, in her soft, musical English. "Wait while I shut my eyes." ____â€" _ _ _ "But I can‘t go home with a hook in my armâ€"like a fish," she says, laughâ€" ing. "You will have to pull it out, or put me in your basket." _ _ _ _ _ "No, not much," she says, smiling. "What a wicked little thing it is! Why don‘t you pull it out?" Hal shakes his head. "I can‘t get a hook out by pulling it â€"at least, I rever did. It would hurt you awfully. Confound the beastly thing." * _ Hal‘s face turns flameâ€"like. Put her in his basket. Ah, if he only could. _ __"Is there any way of getting it out?" she asks, naively. c norks "Only by cutting," says Hal, reluctâ€" And she laughs. But Hal utterly refuses to be merry; he knows how much easier it is to get a troutâ€"hook, small as it is, into the fleshy part of the arm, than it is to get it out; and he looks grave as a judge. Taking out his penknife, he cuts the line, then hesitatesâ€"he doesn‘t like to pull up the sleeve. C4% on s Guessing at what he wants, she pulls it up for him, and reveals a round, white arm, in which lies the small hook, which has already drawn a drop of red blood. Blushing, Hal takes the armâ€"how soft and warm and smooth it feels in his brown pawâ€"and feels the treacherous bit of steel. s _ "I‘mâ€"I‘m afraid it hurts you," he says. himself terribly afraid to touch it. "It‘s gone right through the sleeve of my dress and into my arm," she says, with a naive smile. "Now I can un@erâ€" stand. I‘m a very big fish you‘ve caught, am I not?" "And, with a troubled face, he drops the rod and taxes ho!ld of her arm. "Is it fixed so tight?" she says, quietâ€" ly. "Can I pull it out!" And she gives the line a little jerk, and utters a low exclamation of pain. "Stop!â€"stop!" says Hal, holding her band. "You mustn‘t pull it!" l "I came up to see you catch a fish," she says, with a little smile, "and see! I am caught mysolf." And she laughs, as she tries to free And she laughs, as she tr the line. "Stop! wait!" cries Hal, "Don‘t pull at itâ€"you‘ll fix By (George!" that he is watched, plays his vicâ€" tim with a?l.mfi‘o skill he knofl.’. and lands him, literally at her feet. With a~inuttered© apology ‘he: seerres the jumping, kicking prey, and puts him into the basket; then raises his hat, blushing likeâ€"like a boy. "I‘mâ€"I‘m very sorry," he says. "I ma I hven’flnrt you; very clumsy awfully stupid, hut I was looking at _ the fishâ€"â€"" He stops short for lack of words, and stares at her in his old way. â€"He turns quickly, and sees the girl standing a fow yards behind him, holding her hand to her arm, in which the hook has caucht. "Oh!" says Hal, with dismay. "Why, I had no idea you were so near." P As she takes it in her hand, Hal notices for the first time in his life how white and small it is And she, if the truth must be told, wonders as much at the brownness of his; from his hand to his face is no great distanceâ€"indeed, it is very near her own as they both bend over the flybookâ€"and she looks up, wondering again at the deetp tan which S:pends from ear to ear, forehead to in. Quite unconscious of sher gaze, Hal turns over the leaves of his bookâ€" dearer to him, alas! than any volume H:er printedâ€"and points out the various ies. ‘Luis seems so remarkably like " You may go now," that Hal jumps to his feet and catches up his basket with a boyish flush. "Yes," he says. "I‘ll go now." "But not far, please," she says, with a naivete which is irresistible. " L should like to see you catch another." "All right!" says Hal, immensely reâ€" lieved, and, adjusting his line, he goes a little distance and begirs again. The girl holds her hands around her knees, and watches him under her broad, tilted hat, watches him with the pleased interest of a child, and yet with a cerâ€" tain gravity which does not properly pertain to her years. Hal goes on step by step, and is almost on the way of forgetting his companion, when suddenly he hears a ery of pain, and feels his line cauzhtâ€"both at the same moment. SLeres at ner in his old way. ‘Hal is not a lady‘s man, and the efâ€" fect of beauty upon him is to make him .lllpoeehleuuuoysur,andappuent- y as stupid. And the face that looks up to him is beautiful enough to strike an older tongue dumb, and bring about a fit of gl);uu to a more mature nature than t "‘B. "I‘m afraid," he says, looking down at her dress, "that I‘ve tornm your frock. If it hadn‘t been for this ‘confounded trout I should have seen youâ€"andâ€"â€"" She looks up, striking him silent again. "It does not matterâ€"no, not in the !.lightlest,” §l§e says, in very good Engâ€" "Ah!" she says "is is interesting, this fishing. _ Will you not go and catch some more?" his basket. f " Five," he udzl. And she bends forward and peeps in curiously, extending a finger and touchâ€" inf one of the trout, with a little, musiâ€" ced Feugghs, io: o4 eci sds )o( ‘Op! Hal laughs. "Here are some opens his flybook. "What ‘Eretty fellows," she says; "and you caught them all? I watched you coming around the valley, and wondered what you were doing. Is that little fly what you caught them with?" Poy w "Yes," says Hal, and he places the fly in her hand, his shyness vanishing slowâ€" ly under the charm of her frankness. "What a little thing to catch so large lish, but with an accent that serves to intensify the music. "I am very glad you have caught your fish." "And I am yery sorry I ever hooked him," says Hal, "if I‘ve spoiled your dress. She laughs, and just touches her torn skirt, with a good natured contempt. _ "It matters notâ€"not in the slightest," she repeats. "How he did jump! Have you got any more of them?" _ fish!" m'down on his knees and opens e of a cut?" more!" he says, and in alarm. it firmer. The clearing of the assigned area will almost entirely involve the pullini down of the famous little Moliere theatre. In their main features the plans, which are the work of the French architect Bouvard, are modeled on the Parthenon, Athens. The estimated cost of the new tuilding is 40,000,000 francs. Panthcon for Brussels. In permanent commemoration of the seventyâ€"fifth anniversary of Belgian independerce King Leopold intends to beautify Brussels by erecting a panâ€" theon in bhonor of illustrious Relgians. It is to be set up close to the "Porte de Namur" and will be surrounded by an open square decorated with statues, etc. _ The troukles of the poor are seldom so intolerable as are the annoyances of the rich."" > >‘ s & How delightful would woman be were she all we expect; and how loathsome were she all we describe her to be!â€"The London Truth. â€" Hatred dies out in time; contempt, never. .. o ... 1. _ We are anxious to make a fortune chiefly to render ourselves less dependâ€" ent on Fortune. _ c * Youth is the fortune which the Fates give to all; it is often so encumbered, however, that there is little enjoyment to be had from it. i _ Never lay others under an obligation; it gencrally obliges them to detest you. We inherit respect, attain respect, command respect; we seldom earn it. "Do not make us think; make us talk," is the general demand of the time. _ There is the stupidity of intelligence; 1t is stupendous! _ _ _ * _ The appearance ‘of principle is more profitable tl‘u.m the pragtice. _ Strengthen as you may the artificial inequalities, when danger is present the real incequalities will rise to the surface. Spoil your wife, spoil your life. How happy would he be who should combine the advantage of wealth with the compensations of poverty! _ _A generation seldom makes its own events; it continues and completes the past and prepares the future. _ Courage is the quality the world adâ€" mires most, for it is the one of which it has the most need and has the least of. Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills cure indigesâ€" tion, because they make the rich, red blood that brings tone and strength to the stomach. Nearly all the common ailâ€" ments are due to bad blood, and when the bad blood is turned into good blood by Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills, the trowble disappears. That is why these pills cure anaemia, dizziness, heart palpitation, general debility, kidney trouble, rheuâ€" matism, sciatica, lumbago, and nervous troubles, such as ncurailgia, paralysis, and St. Vitus‘ dance. That is why they bring ease and comfort at all stages of womanhood and girlhood, and cure their secrot aliments when the blood supply becomes weak, scanty or irregular. But you must get the genuine pills. Substiâ€" tutes and imitations which some dealers offer never cure anything. When you buy the pills, see that the full name Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills for Pale People is printed on the wrapper around each box. Sold by all dealers or sent by mail at 50 cents a box, or six boxes for $2.50, by writing the Dr. Williams Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. A 4 . s "I suffered so much with indigestion that my life had become a burden," says Miss Nellie Archibaid, of Sheet Harbor, N. 8. "Every time I took even the lightâ€" est meal it caused me hours of agony. The trouble caused a choking sensation in the region of my heart, which seriâ€" ously alarmed me. My inability to proâ€" perly digest my food left me so weak and run down that I could not perform even the lightest housework, and I would tire out going up a few steps slowly. I sought medical aid, and tried seyâ€" eral medicines, but without getting the least benefit. My sister, who lived at a considerable distance, an£ who had been an invalid, wrote us about this time that she had been cured through using Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills, and this deâ€" cided me to give them a fair trial, pracâ€" tically as a last resort. In the course of a fow weeks there was a notable change in my condition, nad I began to relish my meals. From that time on I began to gain new strength, and by the time I had used seven boxes, all signs of the trouble had vanished and 1 was once more enjoying good health, and 1 have not since had any return of the trouble." _"Yes; look!" says Hal, and he holds out the fatal hook. She slowly opens her eyes, and lanâ€" guidly looks first at the hook, and then at her arm. Hal nods, and is about to vicio u-Ly pitch the hook into the stream, but, sudâ€" denly changing his mind, puts it into his pocket. "Does it hurt?" he asE*, anxiously. "No, not much," she says. "It isn‘t poisoned, is it?" _ _ _ * "It was all my fault," she says, most affably. "I ought not to have got behind L:n. I shall know better another time. sides, it might have been worse. It might have caught in my eye, you know!" Hal shudders palpably. "Don‘t mention such a thing!" he says, staring at her large dark eyes. "I shan‘t touch a rod for years without thinking of this beastly hook. I hope it won‘t â€"won‘t fester." eves?" "What a little thing to cause so much fuss; isn‘t that the right word?" ___ _ "No," says Hal, starting up at such an unsportsmanâ€"like idea. "Poisoned! No! If it doesn‘t hurt you now, it won‘t afterward." "Is it done?" she inquires, plainly showing that the operation has not caused her much pain, "May I open my Dr. Williams Pink Pills Cure the Worst Cases of Indigestion. "That is well," she says, pulling down her sleeve, but still rubbing her arm. "Then I needn‘t say anything about it. The senora would make so muchâ€"fussâ€" and compel me to ge about like a cripâ€" ple if I did," and she laughs. "Well, are you going to catch any more fish?" _ ~ "No," says Hal, with rather a rueful laugh; "I‘ve caught quite enough toâ€" day. I‘m very sorry." _ _ y A operation and sces the little jet of blood follow his knife, he Teols as if be had rin the blade into his hceart, and actually turns paleâ€"that is, as pale‘as his sunâ€" browred face will allow him. k AGONY AFTER EATING CONDENSED TRUTHS. (To be continued.) TORONTO ‘The opera season is always looked forward to and is well patronized. It _ usually lasts from four to six weeks, beginning either in December or ganuary, and other engagements are suspended on subscripâ€" tion nights at the opera. The women apâ€" pear in gorgeous costumes, adorned with superb jewels, and the glittering effect of the horseshoe with its three tiers of boxss, all occupied by darkâ€"eyed creoles, is a never to be forgotten sight. f _ Friday night is noche de moda, or the fashionable evening, at the Albisu Theatre, the lmmed of the n:‘:lodcm Spanish comic opera, and one o sees members smart set at these functions. of ‘‘he Besides the theatres, private balls and receptions, there are the various clubs to be considered as factors in the social life. The Havana Yacht Club, at Marianao, usvally gives a dance in February, and its affairs are always very select. During the summer it gives a series of â€" afternooun dances or matinees, and, as Marlanao is u favorite sumtmer resort, and the trip out Cubans are very fond of music. On reâ€" treta nights at tbhe Malecon it is almost impossible to find a vacatt chair after halfâ€"past eight. Society, however, does not mingle with tthe crowd seated around the band stand. t drives around and around the circle at the foot of the Prado wh‘le the selections are being played and takes a turn up as far as the Parque Central durâ€" inz the ten minutes intermission. Havana is at its apogee G@uring the carniâ€" val season, which not only includes the three days before Ash Wednesday, but the four following Sundays. There are balls, processions, the afternoon paseo along the Prado, when the coaches pass in triple line up and down each side of the broad bouleâ€" vard, some of the occupants in eostume, some in mask and ~domino and others in rich afternoon dress, all receiving and throwing showers of confetti and rolls of serpentina. _ m The Cuban day, socially, is short; the evening long. Coffee is served when you awake in the morning; breakfast is from cleven to twelve; dinner from seven to eight. In the interval between breakfast and Ginner, the women take their siestas, dress for their afternon drive, and visits or do a little shopping on Obispo street. As the dincer hour is late, no one calls in the evening before balfâ€"past nine, and on an evening at home gussts frequently come at ten. No one ever sees the rising of the curtain at the theatre. ‘The first act is played to an empty house, but during the following intermission, the boxes begin to fill up, and the second act sees noarly all of the audience in its seats. The regular afternoon paseo is well worth seeing. Cuban women have lately adopted the custom of paying calls in the afternoon, and usually they take a turn around the Prado before going home to dinner, consequently one often sees pretty women, beautifully attired, in handsome private equipages, driving along the Maleâ€" con between 5 and 7 o‘clock. The presence of so many foreign Miaisâ€" ters gives a diplomatic flavor to society, which is very pleasant. Our Minister, Mr. Herbert G. Squiers, who came to Cuba from China, where he was First Secretary of the Legation at Pekin, has his residence at Marianao. The Legation is at Prado, 13, altos, or the upper floor of a two storied house on the Prado, where all the businoss is transacted. Mr. Squiers‘ house was forâ€" merly the summer bome of a rich Cuban family. It is one story in height, with a patio i nthe centre and a magnificent garâ€" den at the rear. The sala extends across the front of the bhouse lgj opens on a wide plazza. _ It is beautifully furnished, and contains many objects of art picked up in foreign countries. Back of the sala is Mr. Squiers‘ library. The long corridor leading to the dining room has its tables and chairs, its pedestals, bricâ€"aâ€"brac and vases of flowers. The dining room opens on the garden, and is a very stately apartment. ‘The Minister and his wife, assisted . by three _ attractive daughters, entertain charminely. They have a weekly reception day, and usually give_a couple of dances during the season, invitations to which are eagerly sought after. Opposite the bouse is the tennis court, and on Saturday afterâ€" nomns friends of the family come out for a game of tennis or croquet and a cup of (New York Heraid.) Much has been written about the picturâ€" esqueness of Cuba‘s capital, its climate, Jts attractions as a winter resort, but little has been said 2bout its social life, and that is rather an important feature in a c!*ty of two bundred and fifty thousand inbhabâ€" itants. Tourists who come to Havana for a few days, unless they bring letters of inâ€" troduction, see nothing of the social life of the city, and many complain that the women here are ceither beautiful nor well dressed. But that is from lack of opporâ€" tunity for seeing at close range the memâ€" bers of Havana‘s best society. In New York would a foreigner be apt to meet the best people while climbing the Statue of Liberâ€" ty or in a basty visit to the City Hall, the Stock )Exchange or various amusement halls which strangers in town are wont to freâ€" quent? Then peither can the sightseer in Havana expect to run across the carefully guarded Cuban beauties in Ris pilgrimage through the old and interesting parts of the city. The most common mode of entertaining is the afternoon _ or evening day at home. These occur every week, twice a month or cnce a month. In the latter case, the evening reception usually means a dancs, for the Cuban is very fond of dancing and seizes with avidity upon each opportunity to indulge in the favorite pastime. The large salar, with their marble floors, ceilâ€" ings from fifteen to twenty feet in height, with full length windows opening upon litâ€" tle balconies or wide verandas, make exâ€" cellent ballrooms, and if it is understood that there will be no dancing at a certain house, the hosts will not lack for guests. Dinners are confined almost entirely to the diplomatic set, and dinner dances are unknown. _ Cards hold sway only at the men‘s clubs or in the American colory, and no description of the social life in Cuba of the present day would be comâ€" plete without a mention of the American colony. Its principal headquarters is in the Vedado, the pretty modern suburb by the sea, where the houses are mostly detached and set in quaint tropical gadâ€" Gens. It is casily reached by trolley from Havana, There ig a fine carriage road skirting the #€a from the Malecon to the Criz«cs, with the exception af a _ few blocks still uncompleted. In the Vedado the American _ infiuence is very stronr, Here you see women and girls alone visitâ€" ing at the weekly progressive euchres, bridge parties or at the tennis club. This club is quite an institution, its memberâ€" ship. including all the young men of social prominence, who generously offer the freeâ€" dom of the club to their women friends on Mondays and Fridays. This winter the elub went in for football, and the games were tremendously popular. R But if he comes with a letter of introducâ€" tion to some prominent family he will be entertained in so eharming a maoner that he will bave no cause for complaint about pretty women in a shorter space of time than hbe could see elsewhere. Cuba has been a republic for only three years; the yoke of Spain, always a galling one, was especially severe on women, but it is surâ€" prising to see _ how quickly the Cubans have responded to American influence and how much the educated Cuban woman copies her American sister. Under Spanâ€" ish rule women of position never went out malone, married women as little as single women; they were always accompanied by some member of the family or an old servant. Toâ€"day many women pay visits ard shop alore, and in a few years it will be a common sight to see Cuban women on the streets unaccompanied by the proâ€" verbial duenna. Girls go out in pairs, and as families are large and family affection strong, friendships between sisters are more frequent than with us. . Cuban woâ€" men bave fewer amusements than we have in large cities. There are no matinees to which they can go alone, no art exhbibiâ€" tions, no fairs, few concerts, no card parâ€" ties, and no women‘s clubs. b 4 _ _ Its Picturesque Functions and Amenities. ; o HHH YA Y Y YR HY EPP HHRHHRRHRHHF 44 tE 444444409049 99440000000900900404008044446 0400606464444 00N + Social Life of Cuba‘s Capital. $ To BVLIR UE en S RVDIR TY uo * e "The brim, up to this point, is flat. Now its curling commences. . That is where my queer forefinger comes in. The “shaping of a hat brim is purely a matâ€" ter of hand and éye An4 taste~ .The |brim, while being shaped, is heated high? i ly so as to give it pliability. NE J from Havana these Sunday ' pcosular. Friendâ€"Yes; she is evidently mad because myommvnhr-.mwcofi through the tunnel, or maybe she is because he didn‘t. "That is the way the different colors are gotten into the same piece, and the putting of the small pieces together is where the artist is needed. _ ‘The finest materials sometimes produce a cheap arâ€" ticle because the person who puts the bitm together had no artistic instinet."â€"Milâ€" waukee Sentinel. (Judy.) Passenger (train just emerging from tunâ€" mnei)â€"What _ a peculiarly sour expression thet yourg lady in the far corner has? . "Nevertheless, hat curling is pleasant, artistic work. Hat curlers have reputaâ€" tions, the same as artists. Their work is distinctive. An expert can tell it at a glance."â€"Philadelphis Bulletin. * "Great quantities of colored glass are made at Ottawa, I!I., and this is sold to the mills, that turn it into every conceivâ€" able shape and form, from the shades I was speaking of to the most artistic decorative windows you see in the big churches. Colored glass is not blown like the ordimg window pane and bottles, but is rolled out into huge sheets. It is are gotten into the same piece, and the pieecs are put together by a lead cemâ€" If you doubt the worth of "palaver" j-tg it and see how people warm up o eae m e n ic e n . "And, of course, working on this hot material, patting and prodding it, the forefinger thickens and the nail gets horny, ): s>) & #¢ it ent "The silk is next put on. This silk costs from $10 to $15 a yard. It looks like plush in the picce, The hatmaker euts it on the bias and moulds it round the stiff linen foundation. The strips must be very accurately cut, and great care is needed in their ironing and ceâ€" menting so as to give‘a perfect diagonal joint. Look at your silk hat‘s seam the next time you wear it. The joint‘s perâ€" fection will perhaps amaze you. _ . "Since the fad of having electric light shades made of colored glass has appearâ€" ed the manufacture of colored glass has taken a big jump," said C. N. Caspar. "Many of these shades are expensive, and the price asked for them seems entirely out of proportion to their decorative efâ€" fect. Yet thay are handsome, too, and make an excellent substituet for the imâ€" posing and elaborate lamps in use beâ€" ?:re the advent of electricity as the popalar HgBt. |_. ... 1. sol . a: 4 "The belief that cardboard forms # silk hat‘s foundation is an error. The bat is first built up of various thickâ€" nesses of linenâ€"layers of linen soaked in shellac that, by means si wooden moulds and hot irons weighing twenty pounds apicce are welded one on the other till a perfect shape, brim and all complete, is obtained. balls on Cbristmas Eve and on the Emâ€" peror‘s birthdayâ€"January 27. The club has a large list of associate members, which contains the names of most of the young Cuban men of prominence. _ _ __ _ £ The nail of his right forefinger was long, yellow, horny and the fingertip had so thickened and hardened that it seemed to be covered with pale leather. ~ The German Club entertains on the Gerâ€" man feast days, and gives jts principal balls on Cbristmas Eve and on the Emâ€" The Ateneo y Circulo de is Habana is the representative Cuban club, and goes in for lectures as well as entertainments. ‘These lectures, given by such men as Eaâ€" rique Jose Varona, Antonio Sanches de Bustamente, Dr. Gonzales de Lanuzsa and Linrcoln de Zayas, are well attended, but nntil the Anetneo gives its famous carnival has happened to :*‘r up t>e people ol China so much as the present agitition against the United States. This is comâ€" mercial demonstration made in view of the renewal of the treaty between these two countries regarding the entrance and residence of Chinese subjects in the United States. The present movement is one to boycott ulr American trade, all schools conducted by Americans, and all American employers in all the ports of China. It ranges from Singapore on the south to Tienâ€"Tsin on the north, and from Shanghai on the east coast to Ichang in the west, a thousand miles up the Shanghai River, It,is most viruâ€" lent at Canton and Shanghai, The powâ€" erful Chinese merchant guilds are pushâ€" ing the matter, and as they . have branches in every port city of China they wield condiderable power. Even the old Dowager, who probably had never spent a thought before on the difficulties of a Canton coolie entering the Golden Gate, has been led to exâ€" press her sympathy with her "illâ€"treatâ€" ed children." The student class who are much conâ€" cerned in the treaty, have taken up the movement eagerly and as a result one mission echool in Shanghai had to close its doors, and several other larger insiâ€" tutions were depleted of a large numâ€" ber of students because of this boyâ€" cott. Meetings are held to agitate or subject and placards are distributed or posted in conspicuous places.â€"Cheâ€"F3o correspondence of Leslie‘s Weekly. How and Why China Boycotts America, He was a silk hat maker, and it was from curling hat brims that his finger had changed so strangely. Describing the process of a silk hat‘s manuiacture, he said: The walts and twoâ€"step are the . most popular dances toâ€"day in Havana, varied by the national danzon, which appeals to foreigners as being odd, bizarre, with the weirdest kind of musical accompaniment. To see the danzon in all its natural abanâ€" don one must go to the public masked balls at the big theatres. ‘There it takes on all the color of an Oriental dance, with lt-l barbaric accompaniment of drum and guiro. The Cuban is proverbially courteous. He places his home and all it contains at your disposal. le *ir up tte peop! has happened to Increased Demand for Colored Glass. Shaping Silk Hat Brims, Difficult to Say. takes less than an bour, afternoon dances are very of st of m te vÂ¥s ve »ll Je on its rer off »ff Jn ied in nd arly tch his at 4)