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are more of us. The rest get Ia N The len
minutes grace. As for me, still hold TO
some OF my amateur good habits, and |
come on the minute. Dear girl, tell he
about yourself. do. OH here they come
or at least one of them. Come here, Alfy"
Ally was engaged III climbing up over the
foOtlight gutter, and Ally. when he got his
feet together and came here " was tall.
Timber young fellow, smooth-shaven and
handsome-eyed.
through the front of the house?" criticized
EFeda, and stranger here to notice"
turning 10 Daisy she added, with pretty
touch of fOrmality: Miss Granite. NAV I
present Mr.. Alfred Commonwealth Par
lance?"
Marguerite bowed.
AXE off your hat TO the lady," Freda
continued, adding alphabetically to Marpue-
rite, He's member of the company. and
you viii have him to know some time or /
should not infict you now"
Mr.. Parlance, who had touched his hat
easily, and whose face had lighted into a
smile as only actor-folks faces do light, pro
tested with an attractive assumption of en-
barrassment Miss Granite, please don't let
Miss Sonaday prejudice you. am really
rather nice"
Isn't his name awful, though? p" depre
Gated Freda, perhaps to cover Marguerite's
CONFUSION. ALFRED Commonwealth Par
lance! Now you are started, Just amuse
MISS Granite awhile. l really need to run
over my part" and with this Freda stopped
Ior the part she had dropped Parlance
qeitly anticipated her, at which she patted
! ms mead while It was within reach, saying:
Dear boy! 1t does keep its manners.
though 1t Is an actor Thanks"
reople were gathering, the later ones in n
rush. freda brought over some of the men
introducing them with the same airy grace
sue had shown TO Parlance, thus relieving
DAISY, VINO mad been confused and alarmed
at reda's familiarity with the frst-comer.
Here he is!' was somebody's sudden ex
"A hush fell over the players as the star
actor entered, attended on one side by
Manager Dash. and on the other by n pale
red-haired and very slim girl. This girl
dropped back almost at once, called poodle
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EREDA SONADAY;
In the FoohIghts' Glare and Shadows.


which was friskiug at the stars heels, and
stood aside and alone. bowling timidly and
with feeting smile in recognition of salute
from some of the company.
The star, tall: thick set. notwithstanding
man, "gruomed " in a British way, and
bris;ling with affectation of English car
riage, strobe heavily TO table al the foot
lights, laid his stick across it, and, with
hands behind MIN. stood with his back to
the people and continued his talk to his
manager. His hands were thick and ner-
vous, his voice was of vibrant metallic
quality, and dictatorial in infection The
managers replies were inauoible, but
seemed made with an intent to so0ihe
The chatter of the people rose again softly
but was checked by swift, iii-tempered
glance from the master. This glance in
cluded Freda, who, having discovered a
chair, was taking it to the little red haired
girl. Observing this. Kildare called harshly
"a chair for Miss Elaine, one of you
gentlemeni herep'
There was a general guilty start on the
part of the men. Freda scowled and Miss
Elaine entreated in low, dsprecating
voice. Dom, Bob, dent. have one"
The star, who till now had apparently
forgotten all about the little woman, hustled
to her side, made great show of pulling up
her fur collar and in a gentle nndertone
inquired as to her comfort The company,
meanwhile. looked on with expressions of
stolid indifference or c0ntemOtuous salts
faction.
Here's Freda. Bob said Miss Elaine,
in a childish way to call attention TO Freda.
who stood back scowling fisrcely.
"Ah, my dear. how are you-how are you?
Ready for work" Kildare. the star, spoke
effuSively; adding, because Freda only
scowled harder, How do you think Bird is
looking? Better, ehP Her summer has
done her good"
Not well az all" Freda returned shortly,
land you know it."
She rammed her hands into her pockets
and Kildare's manner changed.
Just the same sulky temper, l see," he
observed threateningly. Let us hope your
nature will undergo some much-needed I'M
prorement this season."
Miss Elaine interrupted tearfuliy: "Don't
you two begin atOnce again-please, please
Bot the star had already turned on his
heel and regained his place at the table
Freda, with hasty never mind, Bird. y
went on: See that girl over there? It's
Marguerite Granite"
From the school? Isis she with us
this season."
"Yes."
Here Kildare broke in, rapping his stick
sharply across the table.
Come, come, come; let's get tn work,
ladies' and gentlemen, let's get to work.
Miss Elaine shrunk back. Every Que be-
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came attentive and began to fall into place,
but all eyes kept watchfully on Kildare.
The piece was a production from the last
season, and nearly all the actors having
been in the company the yenr fore were
were up in their parts and business. The
new people betrayed themselves a once by
stumbling and by carrying their parts. AS
the progress of the play discovered them
they were presented by Manager Dash to
the star in explanation of their SlOwneSs
Daisy observed that they were treated with
scant courtesy and tnst their mistakes were
taken by Kildare as unmistakable evidence
of idiocy or malice.
She waited in terror for her cue. which,
according to her manuscript, came some
where in the first act, but when or by whom
and grew frightened. She was awed. too,
by Freda, who seemed TO have forgotten
her. and who, after laugh outside,
bounded on the stage She acted in an IN
trammeled manner that seemed wonderful
to Daisy. 1t was not bit the way she had
done Lady Macbeth at school. Every one
acted" At the slightest evidence of slur-
ring lines or business, and often when no
such evidence seemed noticeable. Kildare
shouted harshly: I'VE will have every
thing done just as at night"
Whenever the stars angry orbit brought
him near to Miss Elaine she pleaded softly
bob. Bob, don't"
The rest Of the company looked stolidly
Indifferent, or secretly edited when finally
Kildare cried: go on" and nothing went
on.
"Well-weli-w he growled.
"What is it-what is iI?'
Its Meg's entrance" said Freda, vail
antly breaking the pause.
Well, where's Meg, then?'
At this the manager hastily buttohholed
him. The star said "oh" and "ah" and
glanced under his brows at Daisy, who rose
trembling. Mr.. Dash came toward her and
shook hands kindly, saying: Let me take
you to -" but Kildare had follow wed and
extended his hand.
Miss Granite. All, am glad to see you,
my dear"
81 have told MI. Kildare of you," said
Dash.
And l am sure we shall like each other u
went on the star.
chatted few seconds. Daisy feeling un-
comfortably involved in dscourtesy to the
other people. Presently he remembered
them. With sweeping gesture, and lifting
his voice, he said:
Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Granite,
who takes Miss Davis place. Have you
your part, Miss Granite? All, will you be
good enough to make your entranee-upper
left with-um-you have not yet met
and Daisy followed him to the little red
haired woman. "Miss Elaine" he said,
let me present"
Miss Elaine came forward hastily. 81
believe know Miss Granite" she said; 1--WE
were at school together" Then, shyly to
Daisy, I'VE enter left upper"
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When men first begin to become familiar
with the methods of measuring mechanj-
cal power, they often speculate on where
the breed of horses is to be found that can
Keep at work raising SO, 600 pounds one foot
per minute, OF the equivalent, which is
mo mur eo familiar to some mechanics, OF rails
ing $50 pounds 100 feet per minute. Since
80, 900 pounds raised one foot per minute is
called one-horse power, it Is natural that
people should think the engineers who es-
taDiished that unit of measurement based
IL on what horses could really do. But the
horse that can do this work does not ex-
ISL The horsepower unit was estab-
lished by James Watt about a century ago,
and the figures were fixed in a curious way.
Watt found that the average horse OF his
district could raise $1,000 pounds one loot
per minute. AT that time Watt was EN-,
ployed in the manufacture of engines, and
customers were so hard TO fnd that all
kinds OF artificial inducements were neces-
sary to induce power users to buy steam en-
gines. As a method of encouraging them
Watt offered to sell engines reckoning 49,
900 foot pounds to horse power AND thus
he was the means of giving false unit to
one of the most important measurements in
the world.-Rider and Driver.
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CHARMED BY A SONG.
The Thrilling Experience Of Woman in The
West.

An English woman visiting in Colorado
has written rather an exciting experience OF
her own with wild cattle in one of the lovely
mountain parks of the Western paradise.
She says that in her quest for sketch!ng
ground il was her fashion to start off on long
expeditions by herself, after having been
cnce assured that no Indians were within
thirty miles, that bears seldom came down
from the noun tains so early and rattle
snakes were fast disappearing But one
morning, walking down narrow part OF
the valley, she found her road disputed by
some fifty mountain cattle, which had come
down 10 Craze, aud were clearly puzzled at
her appearance. She says:
They formed in line, and for few min
utes we stared at each other. / had no
weapon more formidable than paint-brush,
and was forum ately too frightened to run
away. An inspiration came to me, and,
warily watching my enemies, l struck up a
stirring melody. The effect was delightful
Tho creatures listened attentively Cor few
minutes, and then one after another quietly
fell TO grazing, while walked through tn Q
midst of them, singing as l went.
A few days later was returning to supper,
when, about a mile from the ranch, L saw a
large number of cattle massed across the
way had to go. Remembering my late ex-
perience | marched on, nothing daunted,
and when within easy hearing struck up my
song.
AS before, the animals all faced about and
gazed at me, but alas instead of dispensing,
they came slowly toward me like a moving
wall. Louder and louder | sung, until,
looking beyond and around me, saw cattle
everywhere, all moving in my direction, up
the slope from the river, down the noun
tains on my right. cattle slowly but surely
closing me in.
They were not fierce in aspect, but still
they came nearer and nearer, a vast, noise
less audience.
dared not stop singing, as l saw clearly
my song was a charm, without which | was
but an ordinary human intruder, ana TO be
treated as such. On the other hand, it was
evident that the more sung the more the
herd gathered.
Closer and closer they came, until I could
feel their hot breath like cloud about me.
and then gentle poke in the back or
shoulder from their long horns.
For moment | despaired, then. with
some difficulty, from lack of space. opened
my paraSOl, Whirled it round and round be-
fore me, with all the strange shouts | could
invent, and charged straight at my foes.
To my grateful surprise the bewidered
animals gave way one by one, and fairly
made lane down which l rushed, brand
ishing my weapon. When free OF them
looked back to find them steadily staring
after me in dull amazement; but not one
moved step in pursuit of me.
Some weeks later, when | was telling the
story to Nebraska farmer, he informed
me that the danger had been extreme; only
week before he and some other mounted
men had barely rescued alive a newcomer
who had incautiouslv strayed into cattle
run. From the fact that they are invariably
driven by mounted men, the animals seem
to have lost their respect for humanity on
foot, and treat it with slight consideration
Chambers Journal.
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CHAPTER III,
LET ME HELP YOU.

LET ME HELP YOU.
A breakdown near Niagara. The train
was run off on side track and word sent
through the cars that no start would be
made for a couple of hours.
Lucky it's Sunday night" Kildare said,
shaking himself into his heavy coat
Come, Bird, We will take look at the
falls
The girls face was white.
Isn't it rather walk?" she asked,
family.
IF you are going to whine about it"
NO Bob
Kildare looked gloomily down on her
The contrast between the two was strik ing.
Possibly her frail, childish face appeae ed to
him from its very lack of color and beauty,
for he said. with change to gentleness
Likely 1t is far. You stay here and keep
quiet-there. I'm wrap you up" After tuck
aud, turning up his great collar, said.
'.Good-by, baby" and left His last infec-
ton was half careSsing. half mocking.
Bird lay still, where he had left her on the
couch in the little private saloon at the end
OF the parlor car. The place was packed
with travelling cases, rugs, shawls. big
open box of cut flowers lay on the seat OBJ
posite and filled the close air with heavy
perfume. small dog curled in basket on
the floor, and half-closed hamper showed
frssh f paper wrapped ra packages and
her LETT hand. thin white hand.
the nails manicured carefully. Each finger
was ringed. On the fourth finger were two
pearls and large turquoise. The veins
along the back OF the hand were almost as
blue. Bird traced them idly with finger
of her right hand, then began slowly turn
Ing the stones of her rings toward her palm.
AS the plain gold circles showed on her
fourth finger her eyes Swallowed. She
pulled off all the rings from her left hand
except one, and this one had its Jewel to-
ward the palm on her fourth finger.
She looked at her hand barred, save this
one band OF plain gold. and, while smile
touched her lips into new sadness. the tears
rolled down her cheeks. To check herself
she turned her palm that she might see the
stone the plain band held but at sight of
the pearl she began TO sob, and so, with the
back of her wrist against her hand clenched
she lay crying while the loose lot of scat
tered jewels CLEANED in the folds of the
rug.
Meanwhile Kildare walked briskly ND the
track. AS he neared the bridge spanning
the rapids he sprang down the bank to con-
tinue his tramp along the cliff. The sun
was cleaying through duh orange and red
clouds, low at the west, and a rudy glow
suhused everything, turning the high lights
OF the snow to pink, and giving the railing
along the cliff n bronze edge.
A little way down the rapids two girls
leaned over tile rail. Kildare looked AT
them cur!ously. One spoke, and her voice
reached him.
I'm getting the horrors, Daisy; I'll go
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Poor little Bird" he went on, "I think
great deal of her, and have tried to lake
her days brighter They will not be many
| shall always be the friend always have
been to her."
He shook his head as if he had retired IN
commune with his own tender heart
Through the introspective Inconsistencies
of his expression shone what To Daisy
seemed unmistakable sign of a feeling
which must be genuine since It so betrava5
itself while the man himself had forroiten
her presence. She dared not speak. bnt az
his lace cleared to recognition of herself she
felt all doubts melt away. Her confidence
In all things good sprung joyfully to her
heari, ana belief In his integrity became a
conviction. "
II shall always feel kindly to the little
GIRL" Kildare went on, "but I cannot
shackle my artist freedom with her in.
capacity. 1t is for you to stand by me,
AGAIN Dalsy's gentle heart turned toward
Bird. She remembered the dog-like look of
devotion with which those sad brown ewes
often followed Kildare. Her woman's sym.
patty was quick TO realize the pain another
woman might find in loving and again She
said, "But-but" and again kildare nnd
stood.
Il suppose So" he sighed, shaking his
head MS If to himself. mo one was ever
Kind to her but me. Yet, my Marguerite
hers is shallow nature. A pet loves the
hand that feeds it. 1 shah always be ali
must have help" ""N
"HelpP Daisy's breath came fast.
The help of strong, loyal woman's ma
ture nature like yours. TO Won / come.
We can stand side by side and work to.
gether." WI W
What do you want me to do?"
On his own account Kildare had desira
to laugh. As an artist he was filed win
admiration. He laid his hand over hers aS
II . lay on the railing, and his voice athriIl
WITH passion and earnestness, the voice he
used In the third act, he said, bending his
head that he might speak more softiv.
Daisy. have never before turned to a
woman W, as l turn to you now. Let your GEN
tie heart speak for me- een-
She moved back and lifted her earnsst
eyes 10 his. Then, With infinite pity and re-.
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Written for THE SUNDAY CALL
TO LAURA.

"a EAR not, dear one, that shall eer forget
AH.I thee;
Efss Time cannot dim the thought of one SO fair,
y II found friend upon the day met thee,
And friends like thee. alas. are but too rare
What shall wish thee in our parting hour?
Love is already thine-ths hearts own wealth.
oh, would pray for natures richest dover,
And ask that thou regain the gift of health.
May southern breeze bring to thy cheek the roses
Which faded in a colder harsher CLINE;
Soft be the pillow where thy mead reposes:
May happy thoughts beguile the passing time
Mid other scenes and fancies. fair and fleeing,
Let memory sometimes fondly on her dwell
Whose hand had scarcely clasped thine own in
greeting
Ere came the long, sad pressure OF farewell
What If these earthly bonds of ours be riven.
And we must part with all we hold most dear?
1t may be ours, within the sphere OF heaven,
To reunite the ties which bind US here.
San Francisco dug. 1881 LILLIAN PLUNKErT.
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gan to appear as II at deaths door. Then
Conway was boldly notified that his wife
was dying at Martins Hotel. He was
stunned at the news, shocked to find she was
so near, and in the panic of the moment did
as had been hoped-came directly to the h0-
TEL The sight of the apparently dying
woman brought back the years of long ago.
and when he had learned that the mother
knew the whereabo of her child, Conway
had her carefully removed to the village of
Lucan, where he was living with his sister.
Lucan is two miles from st. Josepb's Sem
mary. Still. under the care of the physi-
clan and joyful in the prospect of again tax
ing to her heart her long lost boy, Mrs. Con-
way improved as if By magic, and in two
DAYS time was taken to the seminary.
where, after a short wait the child was
brought to her.
Mammal" cried the child, as with sob
of joy and relief he rushed into the loving
arms that held him close. Captain Grammar
left the reunited child and mother.
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LINES FROM SORROWS BARD.

FRAGMENT.
Degenerate poesy, and canst thou find
Among the children OF these later days
No tunefui spirit OF the lofty MUD
Worthy to wear Millions living bays.
Is thy reign past-thy seraph-Sindled blaze
OF inspiration such seemed the fire on
The Delphian shrine extinguished? Canst thou
raise
Nosovereign master such as walked his Tyre on
Cloud-minging Alpine heights no soul enk in-
ding Byron =?
Alas FOR thee, CslliOpe and alasl
The faded glories OF the kindred ninel
The limpid tide of Hippocrene shall glass
No more their lovely features and their shrine
Rendered by song. If not by heaven, divine
Has famed its last and poured its lat est ray,
No more shall Tempe's zephyr, as they Irvine
The leaves of Daphne, bear their heavenly lay
Evn as their lovely Greece. they, too have passed
away O.
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SAN FRANCISCO,

Twilight has dropped a silv'ry veil
Over esrth's troubled breast,
Soft breezes, daughters OF the gale,
Alone disturb her rest.
They bring from DER the western sea
Perfumes so sweet and rare,
Scattering them taressingly
Upon her features fair.
'Twonld seem an angels unseen hand
BAD wrought on heavens nigh dome
Figures that change like the drifting sand,
Light as the oceans foam.
Among the lingering rose-tipped clouds
The star of evening shines
Radiantly through the mist that shr ouds
The far off mountain pines.
Slow fades the glory of the west,
Night walks upon the deep,
In starry robes OF azure dressed,
Her vlgils lone to keep.
Now, softly clear the bugle-call
Falls on the glistening bay.
Where lucid beams of moonlight fall
That with the bright waves play.
And, OF all the beautiful sights,
On which the mooabeams gaze,
None love they better than the heights
Which now so proudly raise
Their heads against the deep blue sky;
And stars cen long to wait,
As through the heavenly course they fly,
Above thy Golden Gate.
Fair city. In your flmy dress
OF mystic moonlight wound,
Hark! how the waves In tenderness
Your praises ever sound.
ltgUSt. 1891 J,T.H
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CHAPTER l.
CALLED AT TEN,

The theater was cold. A theater usually
is cold on Monday morning. During the time
between the going out of Saturday nights
fires aud the tardy heating of Monday,ihe
dampness creeps ont of the caverns under
the stage. and grim mist gathers from the
flies and settles dankly toward the place
where the foOtlights ought to be. There is
no cold like the shivery, ill-smelling cold OF
an unheated theater. 1t struck Marguerite
with discomfort directly she got past the
carefully guarded heat of the doOr-keeper's
little den. lie had gruffly challenged her
entrance, aud growled. Yes, it's the Ben
ton-square Theater. What's your busi-
ness?" He seemed suspicious. A stage
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INTEMPERANCE.

Foul fiend, begonel I Scorn thy tempting wile~
heed thee not-I know thy subtle art
There was time thy deep insidi Gus smile
Lured me to throw aside mans nobler part,
And made Gods work selfish senseiess thing.
A plague spot in the path of fellow man
Goaded to madness with the venom'd sting,
prey to anguish meath thy whitening ban,
But am once again myself, and now
My tribute age snail speak in truthful lays
OF thy deep pitfall ana how keen the blow,
When mem'ry reverts to bygone days.
Where are thy victims? Legion calls thy name--
The high. the honored-all have felt thy SPELL
What's the result ?-source OF all sin and shame
The murderer, suicide, too plainly tell.
Like to the deadly upas In the shade
OF Loneliness, thou touch with foetid breath
Things OF bright promise meath thy influence fade
The left by thee to an eternal death.
San Francisco august I9. 1891. c, L, w,
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YES OR nor

Come, heart, and talk with me. fair aad free.
And tell me truly, for this must be
A final test for veal or woe;
Oh. say do love hime Yes or no.
He stands and waits for my answer here.
whiie SIT trembling tween Joy aud fear,
Longing to answer. yet wavering SO.
Oh. heart, do love him? Yes or no
On this fair night that ought to be
The dearest one In my destiny,
fear for us b0th for do not know.
which shall answer him-yes or no.
"geSt' 1871 ISABEL WAYPoRT.
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)RNING CALL SAN FRANCISCO. SUNDA

from sweet solemn-eyed baby hood into the
charm nj later years. dragged around to Ca
sino roofs ard getting used to it-getting
used to it He spoke gravely:
Had | been here at the unfortunate time
of your daughters decision ] should have
endeayored to influence you against permit
ting it. As it is, may beg your authority
to render Miss Granite such protection as
she may be inclined to permit, should my
duties happen 70 take ms where her COM
pany may be playing"
''Oh, dear. yes; and mothers gratitude
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gret in her voice. and a pink flush rising
from throat to brow. she spoke: Forgive
me. you are so good-so kindl But-but-I
don't love yon. Indeed, indeed, l don't at ALL"
Kildare was almost moved. He gathers
her in bis arms and kissed her.
"Oh, please DON'T" she sobbed; ''please
don't! 1t is all so sudden. II will try
to love you, but II can't all at once"
How long must waltz" ha begged.
She laid her hand against his to push him
back, and spoke with new and very sweet
dignity: II cannot promise to be your life
till l am sure l love you well enough to
make it right"
To be continued nert Sunday.
iubf
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ga CoNTRAsT

baby screams in fright
At its shadow on the wall,
And TO soothe the tiny wight
Soft these words OF mother fall:
"Hush. my babe, on mothers breast,
Naught shall come TO thee but rest.n
A woman, wild in fright
At her life SO dark with sin,
But to soothe her heart so torn,
These gentle words OF Christ creep in.
daughter. Christ can pardon sin
In consrite heart OF MagdaIen.n
august, 1891 MAGGIE j. SMrru