The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-02-17

influences and cheerful compani'nship; but
he had long beer an orphan, and he had
neither brother nor sister. Ho was not alb
solutcly wealthy, but he had more money
than he wanted, and there were few things
/ which could have been Of more use to him
than the spur of poverty.
II is easy in the hot days Of youth for the
! mind To persuade itself to anything. Ire
garthen persuaded himself that he was done
! with the world for good and all, that it
should occupy him no more, and that he
would live for his studies and no other
earthly thing. His studies began to lead
him in direction which it was somewhat
odd that q young gentleman Of the nine
/ teanth century should take. Some ancestor
of his had collected all the works of that
crowd Of imposters, quacks self-deceivers,
| enthusiasts, and martyrs to science who
| have written on the transmutation Of met
ais. the divining-rod, the elixir vitae. the
powers and properties Of the stars, and so
| forth--al the works, that is to say, that he
1 could in one short lifetime lay hands on
/ Tregarthen began to grope among the dark
sayings of these gentry, at first with an
! amused interest and then with singular
/ growth of doubt. There might be some
| thing in the doctrine of transmutation after
all
| When man begins even to doubt on a
question like that he is pretty far gone ON
road which has led oftcner than not to mere
madness. Tregarthen saw the danger, but
| the study drew him, and absorbed him more
and more, until he began to find in it u
compensation for all things If man
could find the philosophers stonel Let any
man his sane and sober senses surrender
himself to the fancy for a moment, and
where are the glories Of the cave into which
tho magician dropped Aladdin, or the valley
into which the roc carried Sinbadi They
are no more than billiard-ball in COMPARE
son with Saturn. But be touched with
doubt as to the bare possibility Of its actual
discovery, and the poor mind is daLzled,
staggered, oyerawed by the magnilicence of
itsown fancics. Trcgarthen began to dream
these dreams.
He lived almost alone through the wild
winter and the clustering spring. Early
summer found him more and more ready b
surrender himself to the intoxication of this
singular madness. Perhaps it needs that q
certain strain Of greatness shall lie in
particular way. The compact small crca-
turc whose faculties are all of q size is as
safe rs the compact great creature whose
powers are equally well-Lalanced.
Happily for most of us, the world ia too
much with Us to allow us TO develop to COM
plete fullncss Of ecccntricity. TranSplanted
10 Jupiter, tn, human race might find ell
bowroom enough TO grow into huge asy-
lum Of crazy humoriSts; bat our crowded
civilization acts upon US rs close shelter acts
on the trees in plantation-the outer lines
grow little twisted, perhaps, but in the
middle Of the wood the stems are straight
and uniform. Ticgarthcn, in his island
castle of the Cornish coast, was still little
sheltered. By-and-by a shelter he had not
hoped for began to grow about him.
The clustering spring had passed, and
here was IA lovely day in mid-June, with Il
sky Of sapphire, a sen of sapphr r. and pearl,
and a breeze Of warm spice and balm Ire
garthen wandered, smoking and los: in idle
meditation, to the cliffs on the right side
of the sea gate, and there cast himself full
length on the warm mi entcl harbage
The splendorot the day was nothing to him
just then; and though his bodily eyes took
cognizanco Of one of the finest reaches Of
rock bound coast England can show, he had
no conscious pleasure in it. lie pulled his
soft hat over his eyes and surrendered him
self to his pipe and his dreams. Everything
was wonderfully still. He could hear the
plash Of the waves on the rocks below,
though he gave no heed TO It, and the in
ulcate murmurs Of many insects mingled
drowsily with the voice Of the sea, as though
they were Of equal volume with it. Ire
garthen's dreams, under these conditions,
grew more and more dreamy; his fancies.
like the sounds about him, became dim and
confused. Anything was welcome TO the
domination of his mind at such moment,
and certain idle rhythm in the fall and
rise of the waters down below did well
enough to think about.
He was certainly not quite wide awake,
and he was just as certainly not quite asleep
when vision dawncd upon him Two or
three Wiley painted trees futtered on a
ragged canvass and libelcd the forest of
Arden. A dowdy female and a melancholy
male in a fools coxcomb walked before the
painted CLOTH and libecd Celia and Touch
stone, Then suddenly came into sight q
radiant creature, and voice spoke in tones
which blended resignation and fatigue with
something almost jesting--" Oh Jupiter,
how weary are my spirjts!" This voice
was so near and clear that it awoke him
and brought him bolt-upriglt, sitting in tho
bracken. There was sound of laughter
and voices on the little strip of sand below,
and moving to the edge of the cliff, he looked
over.
In fine summer weather it was q common
thing for people to row across from the
mainland and picnic on the island. Tire
garthen's forbears had permitted this, and
Tregarthen himself had never felt an obiec-
ton to it until now. 1t may be allowed
that at the same moment at which he found
himself interrupted, his studies wero not of
the most exigent sort, yet his first thought
was that the presence Of these intrudcIs
and their like would be inimical to study.
Then he regretted the loss Of his dream,
and blamed the intruders for breaking it
though the dream itself had awakened him.
His half slumber had lasted for S.
short space Of time that the pipe
he held between his finger and thumb
still sent up streak of faint blue
smoke. He stuck il betwenn his lire