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Cheyiots, Lammermoors. Eildous or Kylo
Hills are ever in sight. Wherever one turns,
1T seems that there must be heard through
the scIeech of the pibroch:
March march, Ettrick and Teviotdale,
Why, my lads. dinBa ye march forward in order q?
March! marchi Eskdale and Liddesdae,
Al! the blue bonnets are over the bOrderi
Here at Codstream you can look over
upon Flodden Field. where James ~
brought his army and himself to slaugh-
ter. They passed its ford, as have scores
of Scottish and English armies before and
since. IL was Monks headquarters be-
fore he marched to London TO restore
Charles II, and it was in this lovely old
town upon the Tweed in which he raised
the regiment, existing to this day, and
known the world over as the famous
Coldstream Guards. A wonderful old pri-
DRY for Cistercan nuns once existed here,
but all that is left is tons of human bones.
for the Scottish heroes of Flodden were
borne back here for burial. The dream
full ola place once enjoyed nearly as high
repute as Gretna Green for the CELEBRITY
with which Scotch marriages. were per-
formed by the "priests" of Hymen. all the
runaway couples of Northwestern England
securing safety and consummaton here, the
ford of the Tweed once being crossed.
copyright, 1891 EDGAR L. wAKEMAN.
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THE NILE.

Through the great cleft EI-Ahiad bursts his way,
The laughing waters fecked with bubbles play,
Their dancing silver Ger the surface breaks
The sunlight through the water green. down shakef
With smiling face 1t takes its cheerful way
The Afric's God, to whom he bends to pray.
Its waters from pollution safe he ends
And In thanksgiving low his head he bends.
oh, son of Oceanus, Illus great
We pray to thee to shape thy children's fatei
Save from the desert Flood our burning soil
With waters COOL and aid the farmers toll
The 'Gift of Nile," beneath Diana's ray
Shows fairer far than in the light OF day,
When fall her silver beams DER all the earth,
And night unto her children. stars, gives birth.
The ripping waters softly glide along
Between the banks, with low and mournful song
AS If fair Isis for Osiris slain,
In dolefu cadence inurnured forth her PAIN
With pale, sweet lotus crown upon her head,
She bends in grief above her lover dead.
The silent Horus standing by her side,
Finger oil lip, watches the flowing tide
That swiftly bears away upon its breast
The moon-kissed buds, in oceans heart to rest;
Where rocking on the pillows foamy swell
They breathe sweet memories from each ivory DELL
And rising. falling on the oceans flake
Bring happy dreams TO hearts that ne'er will wake
The nights soft robes. with many jewels decked,
Are drawn aside, the East with is fecked,
The startled fawn fees from the rivers brink,
Where she, beneath the moonlight stopped drink.
The mornings dawn is clear, and bright and glad,
With verdure green the banks are thickly clad.
Memnon sautes the rising SUMS broad light,
And melancholy with the moon taxes fight
The glistening waters DER their golden sands
Flow gladly on, TO cool the parched lands.
And be the conqueror OF the desert vast,
Glorious alike. in future time, or past.
Allah Almighty hear our thankful cry,
We praise thy work, as az thy feet we lie.
Tho dangers menace us on every side
wetrust In thee, and ILLUS deifed.
Son fTdnctscO, Jug 1891 POLLY SToCKwRLL-
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WHEN HOPE HAS FLED.

The day has passed, am With II, hope
That shed on life pure a ray;
Night creeps apace and brings despair,
To drive all brighter things away.
sit in silence here alone
And wonder with a weary pain,
II should rise and light the lamps.
Or fold my hands to rest again.
And musing thus wonder too
(SiDce hope departed with the day),
II should light the lamps OF life
Or in Deaths shadow hide Away.
An, none could chide me in Deaths darn.
And pity cheap should not near.
IT'S sweet to sleep-when hope has fed
Forgetting al the world holds dear.
Forgetting broken promises,
And those dear foes the world calls frlendit
Forgetting pity, scorn, deceit;
Each effort that in failure ends
Forget these things? Aye; but perchance
restless and uneasy life
Brings restless sleep. 'Twere horrible
To die and dream again each strife.
Darkness grows fearful. will have
The fainter, richer. lamp-light glow
That sOftens all the rugged lines
And hides defects that sun rays show.
And Death is awful. Oh, for Life
So full! OF sparkle that regret
For dear, lost hopes is crowded out
And pain made easy to forget.
Therefore. farewell, my sterner life;
leave your frown for smile and Jest.
You promised me both strength and hope;
Eve found you but a cheat at best
Farewell old friends that smile and lie;
Pve pierced your masked affection through.
Friends OF day are kinder far,
IN vuu - Iasa frua
Farewell deep peace thought TO find
In life's more calm, sequestered main;
And welcome shallow, restless mrth
That PUSHES needless, over pain.
MILE +. NELSON.
IN Francisco, July, 1891.
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Ing sovereign and the head of the illustrious
house of Grimaldi, will expire on April 10th
next The present ruler, Prince Albert,
will not renew it. He is rich, in virtue of
his marriage couple of years ago with the
Ducbesse de Richeieu, daughter of the
famous Partisan banker, Heine. He can
therefore afford to disregard his share of the
profits of the gaming tables, even If it does
amount to 100000 francs year 5000. Coo,
as is generally stated.
Under the management of Blanc the rock
of SpelugeS became the estate of Monte
Carlo; the gambling pavilion developed into
the Cercle des strangers. An army of Ital-
ian galley slaves transported millions Of
cubic feet of soil from the plain to the
craggy heights. Gardens, the most beauti-
full in the world, were laid out The Casino
was finished and adorned as if it we're the
palace of king. Blanc, while he under
took Herculean tasks for the adornment of
the place, had a strong business sense of the
value of advertising. Every possible device
was used. The press of every civilized
country was worked for all 1t was worth,
and touts of every social grade talked up
the place in hotels and clubs and railway
stations. Blanc had. besides, large follow
ing from HombourF. He spent 100000
francs (S3,OQ0,o00l before he realized une sou
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She also manifested her continuous inter
est in dramatic matters by critical books
and essays on the subject of the drama. 1t
is she who is credited with the savage on
slaught on Ada Renau which appeared last
year in the pages of Blackwood.
There are two ladies before the public who
narrowly missed being lost to the stage
through matrimOny. One is PHYLLIS BrOugh-
ton, who brought suit against Lord Lurgan
for breach of promise of marriage-and won
il, too. The other and more favored one is
Miss FOrteScue. whose similar suit against
Lord GarmOyle is still fresh in the memory
of all play-goers. Size was only a general
utility actress when Gsrmoyle met her-earn-
ing some G3 week, and very glad to get
that. But though sha had no great theatre
cal talents, she was pretty enough and win
some enough to ensnare the affections
of the juvenile peer. Owing to family
pressure he broke the engagement Then
Miss Fortescue brought her suit. And then
she became famous. When the case was
compromised by the payment OF el0,500 she
was raised to the very pinnacle of glory.
Praises of her beauty and her virtues were
sung by all the journals. Her salary leaped
up to keep pace with her increasing not0ri-
ETY.. She made the tour OF the United States,
and was received with the delight which an
unsophisticated democracy would naturally
bestOw on one who narrowly, and with
singular heroism, ESCAPED becoming a men,
Der Of the British peerage. But latterly her
fame has declined. In fact she has reacted
to her own true level, that Of fourth-rate
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Of profit, but from the day he took hold of
the enterprise it was "succtSS," and be-
fore he died he was in receipt, it is said, of
net income exceeding S3,000.000 year.
l will not attempt to describe the Casino
of Monte Carlo and its surroundings. 1t is
a hackneyed theme. Among the pictures i
send you is one of the exterior of the build
ing. which will give some idea of its size
and beauty; another shows the Sale de
Jeu, or great Hall of the Games. Besides
this great principal apartment, the heart of
the whole. there is theater. surprising in
beauty, think. any house in PARIS. Daily
performances are given here, and all visit
ors may enter gratis. There are. besides,
free daily concerts in the gardens. There
is splendid ballroom. The dressing
rooms. restaurants, offices of administration
and apartments of the officials and attend
ants make up good-szed town. There is
no royal palace in Europe which surpasses
this temple of sin in magnificence of ac-
commodation and decoration or in liberality
of maintenance.
Imagine all this splendor, the gardens. the
palace, the pavilion, beneath-the matchless
blue Of the Mediterranean sky. in the clear
and balmy atmosphere Of the Riviera, with
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A MEAN TRICK
That Was Played by a French Comedian
to Annoy Clerk.

That Was Played by a French Comedian
to Annoy Clerk.
1t is related of certain French comedian
that he would rather indulge in an molten
sive practical joke than keep ia tn with his
manager. Numerous instances of his
breach of the one and adherence to the other
are eXtant.
An incident in the latter lire that he con-
fessed ito himself was that on a certain
occasion he entered a prominent hardware
store when nobody was in attendance but a
young clerk. This individual on his en-
trance treated him with that distant and
flippant condescenson which, although it
exists there. is, perhaps, less character
istc of the Partisan counter-jumper than
his kind elsewhere.
The actor took in the youths mental pro-
portions at glance and said:
IL would like, if you please, a nice copy
of Hugo's complete works"
eve don't sell books here. This amt no
bonk-sbOp. You're in a hard ware-store."
"Oh, WELL I'm not very particular" con-
tinued the player, pretending with an ex-
cellent imitation of nature that he was very
deaf. 1t doesn't matter whether bound in
calf or morocco"
"But this is no book-storep' shrieked the
attendant, getting red in the face.
just 81, just So" went on the come
dian. Pack it up in your incest shape.
But would like to write my name in ii"
The young man gasred and fell back
against the counter Then with a voice
that made the very nails in the floor rattle,
he yelled.
This-ain't- no-BooK-STOREw
"Oh, very well, then Pll walt, Of course"
and the actor quietly took chair.
The clerk choked another effort to either
burst blood vessel or make some impress
sion on the others tympanum, but at that
moment tile proprietor entered.
'For heavens sake, Mr. Chysel," he cried,
exctedly, rushing toward him, "hurry un.
There's a crazy man in here, and can't
make him understand me"
Mr.. Chysel approached the comedian
and inquired. blandy:
Can do anything for YOU, sir?"
Certainly you can. l want file. /
want flea common five-inch rat-tail file,
If you please. You have them?"
Certainly"
The side look OF whitening scorn the pro-
prietor gave the clerk was such that for
months afterward he dreamed he was so
small that deaf customers were continually
lifting him up and dropping him through
the eyes of needes.-Philadelphi Times.
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The old And THE
new MONTE CARLO.
ThG Gamblers to Be Expelled From
Monaco.
Andorra, the Quaint Little Republic, Offers
Them Safe Asylum-scandal of Ruined
Lives Millions Lost and Won.
Special to THE SUNDAY CALL

PARIS, June 80, 1911 suppose the ap-
preaching downfall of the world-famed
gambling casino of Monte Carlo is not un-
known in America. The news has made a
sensation in the fast circle of every Euro
pean capital. 1t is true Monte Carlo must
go, but the gambling establishment will
simply change its locale. In the quaint
little republic of Andorra. nesting among
the highest and widest reaches of the Pyr-
enees, it has found home, and there a
new Cercle des Strangers, new casino
Will begin new history of shame, of law
less pleasure born of mad excitement, of
fabulous profits garnered from the wreck Of
lives and the ruin of fortunes.
1t was in 1860 that Francois Blanc first ap-
peared In Monaco. The agreement which
he then made with Charles Ill, the reign
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Adelna Patti was for a time the Mar
chiOness of Caux. But she cheerfully re-
nounced her dignities to marry Signor Nico-
lini aud return once more to the operate
stage, of which she is the chief ornament.
Paulina Lucca. however. has never walked
the boards since she became Baroness Wal
burg, and Stella Hohenfels, companion
of Frau Walter on the stage of the Burg
Theater. did not initiate the example of the
latter when she married the Baron Berger.
Victorins Bale, too, is lost to the stage
She is the Duchess of Fras, wealthy aud
honored. Is she half so great or half so
happy as when she was plain Victorne
Bale?
The stage, indeed, has to deplore many
almost irreparabie losses brought by act
resses marrying titles. Notable among these
alliances is Helen Faucit, now Lady Mar
tin. LII 1887, ut the age of 10, she made her
debut at the Covent Garden Theater in Lon
don, In the role OF Juliet. At once she took
the town by storm. For eleven years she
was the reigning favorite in London, in the
provinces, even in Paris. She was the great
Shakespearean actress of the day. But in
1851, at the age of q, when she was yet too
young to reach the highest possibilities of
her genius, she married Sir Theodore Mar
tin and retired from the stage She is still
alive, a constant and enthusiastic attendant
at the theaters.
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Andorre, ne ne,c Monte CARO-

the limpid waters washing all about the foot
OF the rocks and then stretching far away
toward Africa, all dotted with feiuccas,
slopes and luggers. am inclined to think it
may be the most beautiful spot on the face
OF the globe. 1t is pity it is also the
wickedest. Enormous sums have been won
from time to time. Twenty thousand dol
lars In a night 100000 francs) has often been
rolled up, and l have heard of $4,000 being
cleared in season by lucky player,
though / would not like to vouch for the
truth of the story. This may be said with
absolute certainty: Very little money has
bean permanently taken away.
Monte Carlo has a private graveyard and
the cemeteries of Nice and other neighbour
ing towns are full of the nameless graves of
suicides young Engli>hmen with ugly
round holes in their temples and Russian
Princesses with features wrung with the
par0xysm of strychnlne. Such cases hap
pen every day, but nobody minds them.
Tho police sand over the bloody spot by the
roadside and hurry the corpse TO the dead
house. 1t is secretly buried at midnight
and there is no scandal"
Francois Blanc, who died in 1878, left a
fortune OF 6ooOooOo francs. His widow
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degrade her in the eyes of those potentates
and powers who would rejoice at her degra-
dalton?
Well, even on the stage she will find la
dies who ale a part of the alistOcracy.
There is the Hon. Mrs. WELLESLEY, for ex-
ample. On the stage. which she still adorns,
she is known as Kate Vaughan, famous,
among other things, as the dancer who first
introduced to delighted public the mys-
teries of the skirt dance, who first recog-
nized the subtle witchery that lies in black
stockings, in black gloves, in black futed
gowns and in dazzling white petticoats.
She has married into a family which Is
not exalted merely by tituIar nobility,
though that, too. 1t has, but by the greatest
and noblest of patriotic services Her hus-
band, the Hon. Colonel Frederick WELLESLEY,
is the granddaughter of the Duke of yelling
ton. He fell in love with her when he
was already married. He forsook his wife
for her. He took the charming little dancer
to Vienna with him. where he was mill
tary attache.
And there he fell from grace. He was
riding one day with Miss Vaughan, when
the Empress of Austria whirled by in her
carriage. The Colonel politely lifted his
hat as she passed. All Vienna was at once
In an uproar. All English society was
shaken to its center. There is hardly a
crime in the calendar that could not be par
doned in member Of the highest circles
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FROM THE Stage
TO THE NOBILITY.
Actresses Who Have Won Their Way to
Distinction.
The Few Who Have Profted by Their Eleva-
ton to Retire, and Others Worse
Of Than Before Marriage.

The cable has already informed US that
the naughty arstocracy of England has had
a new and unwelcome accession to its lofty
ranks. Belle Billion, the high kicker. Belle
Billion, the concert-hall singer, is now the
Countess of Clancarty, the Baroness Kilcon-
mel and the Marchioness of Huesden. 1t
was bad enough when she was merely Lady
Dunlo. the wife of the heir apparent to all
these dignities. But as Lady DunlO she
might be snuboed and belittled as Count
ess of Clancarty she can do the snubbing
herself, and if report does her no injustice
she is quite able to rise to the occasion, says
the New York Recorder.
Yet the new Countess will find among
her new peers many who were her equals
also in the past, many who have been raised
to their present giddy height from like
lowly antecedents.
Look at the Marchioness of Aylesbury.
she who rejoces in the alternative titles Of
Viscountess Savernake and Countess of
Cardigan, Countess Bruce and Baroness
Brudenell.
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LOVING ARTISTICALLY.
One of Edmund Russell's Lectures on Art
Decoration Bears Fruit.

One of Edmund RusselPs Lectures on Art
Decoration Bears Fruit.
Chicago not an art center! We have one
man that even loves artistically. A batch
elor two months ago, he is now-but that's
the story.
On North Side avenue he built fine
house, which he furnished handsomely.
There was the cage, but no bird. He pro-
ceeded to select bird.
A Michigan-avenue brunette seemed to
meet all requirements. but before proposing
marriage he invited the brunette and his
mother TO visit his new, unoccupied house.
The rich furniture made the brunette's eyes
sparkle. Then tears filled them, for she at
once perceived that a mysterious GOODNESS
had suddenly come over him.
At home that night his mother said: 1.-THE
brunette would be charming wife for you,
Ed"
he said nothing, his countenance sad,
even piteous.
His wooing of the brunette ceased, sur
prising her, his mother and the gossips.
He. too. seemed crushed inconsOlable.
He rallied, however, and paid attentions
to a North Side beauty, blonde with
$40, 600 in bank. Look out for Il wedding
there" said the neighbors.
Then came call at the new house. Ten
der became the eyes Of the blonde, behold
ing the elegant furniture. But he turned
sadly away, saying to the blonde and his
mother, Come, let's GO"
A lovely wife, that" said his mother
next day.
He sighed, said nothing. Thus ended the
second courtship. The blonde, broken
hearted, was sent to Europe to forget him.
He sought a wife elsewhere. This time
tho girl and her mother, instead Of his,
called with him at the new house.
So happy was he that night that his
mother heard him sing in his sleep She
was astonished. for she knew not of Court
ship No. 8.
Next morning he said: mother, dear.
come with me to see my future wife," ten
DERBY kissing her brow.
They went to plain little house In the
suburbs. The bride-elect was introduced.
The dear old mother, surprised, ast0nished,
amazed. could scarcely speak. He noticed
this, and the interview was brief.
Going home neither spoke once. But,
home reached. they made up for lost time.
She was not angry. She was grieved, hu-
inflated.
ED, you might have married the hand
some brunette"
True, mother"
You might have had the lovely blonde"
True, mother"
And you will marry that girl with horrid,
horrid freckles!"
True, mother; but didn't you attend Ed
mund Russell's lectures, and didn't he say
that the woman's complexion should match
the furniture, and isn't the furniture in nv
house polka dot?"-Chcago Herald.
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cast a backward and wistful glance at the
days when she used to play Gretchen and
other ingenue roles as Mile Loisinger?
In Continental Europe the stage Is filed
with grandees. Frau Walter is one of the
most famous of Austrian tragedennes
She is still rapturously applauded by fire.
quenters of the Vienna Burg Theater. OFF
the stage she is known as the Countess
OSullivan, the wife of one of the many
titled aristocrats of Irish descent who are
to be found in European capitals. When
she married, the entire court united in Pc
tition that she should not forsake the scene
OF her triumphs, the arena in which she had
given pleasure to so many thousands.
And here in America we have a live
countess on our stage in the person of Mod
jeska. Her marriage to Count BosZenta
made her a member OF the aristocracy.
Once or twice she has attempted to retire
from the stage, but her old love reawakens
at once. She is never happy save when she
is giving happiness to others by her splen-
did success as player.
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THE KINGS CONVERSION.

Once In the days OF old,
In the days OF crime and dearth,
Edwin OF Kent was ruler bold,
The bravest man on earth.
He was good, but he worshIped idols,
TIL the chaplain came one day
To the hail of his grand old castle
To sing, and preach, and pray.
"Man's liz" he said, lis like bird,
Which on winters day,
When all is still and colo without
Comes circling on its way.
1t views the rushlight and the fire,
A moment stays and sings,
Then darting from the heat and light
He lends the darkness wings.
Where twas before, aud where it went
No man on earth doth know.
IT'S thus with life. A moment hero
It fiickers in the sun,
And then the soul is called to God,
The mortal race is run
What twas before there's no man knows
Its future none can see.
Oh, King. my faith can tell you all,
pray you follow me-"
The King and council listened then
To what the chaplain said.
And when the aged noble ceased
The King bent low his head,
And followed him where'er he led,
Fen to the temple fair.
And when the nave he there had gained,
He raised his hands in air
And shouted so that all might hear:
"To-day my soul gave
Unto the Father, God OF all,
Hes mighty still to save"
From that day forth Northumberland
With one glad voice did raise
Unto the Father, God OF all,
An anthem glad of praise.
RUTH WARD KAHx
Leadrftte. Colo. July. 1891.