Morning journal and courier., 1894-04-07


 life had come to an end. and knowing how hopeless it was to doctor shattered nerves and a worn-out constitution, she took up the broken threads of her saddened existence and sought in some neglected corner of Europe the rest and quiet that nature 80 peremp- torily demanded.
 One October day, three years later, the lists of steamship arrivals contained the name of the broken-hearted creature who had once been the social favorite. In memory of hap pier days, some friends made haste to call upon her. Among them was her cousin, who had young physician's belief that his skill in medicine would cure her. Upon entering the drawing-room, he was greeted by the most brilliantly beautiful woman that he had seen for years. He gazed in dumb surprise. Could this be his cousin-this radiant crea- ture, with rounded form, elastic step, sparkling eyes, and above all, complexion more charming than she had ever possessed bcfore7 It was impossible; and yet she was laughing merrily.
 tiff it be indeed you," he said, one sign will not fail me-" He looked at her search ingly.
 "Your sign has failed" she said; "my freckles are all gone.''
 Beauty spots of the past-all gone. Then you are indeed stranger. My call is in vain. I came here to cure an invalid"
 1T am truly stranger, for I am new throughout-in mind and body. I have almost been born again."
 You must have discovered the spring of eternal youth.''
 "I have. Listen well, and I will tell you the secret. You may remember what a wan and broken-down creature I was when I said goodbye on the steamer three years ago. was on my way to Europe, in the hope of bcnefiting what little health I had left. could not hope to regain it. My doctor dis couragcd that. At his last visit hc scowled at me, talked at mo, pounded the floor with his cane, beratcd my relatives, my bringing up, the state of society which permitted such things to come to pass and had now left another victim at deaths door. No moro late hours for me, no more dancing, no more tight iacing, no more indigestible food, no excite ment-no nothing. What physical wreck in appearance was you know. Young in both years and disposition, fond of society the traditions of my family, as we'll as my own tastes, leading me to be the gayest of the gay-I had found myself prematurely old and broken-down in health. Well, change of scene and air " ould do me some good, and, if abstain from all that makes life pleasant and interesting, might hope to continue to live, more dead than alive, for a good many years. did not quite sec tho gain in that. But, to go on with the story: On the steamer I fell in with some aoquaintances who were going to place called Carlsbad. They asked me to go with them, and, as one place was as good as another to me, went. We reached Carlsbad at the beginning of the regular sea- son, which is the 1st of May, and I stayed through the entire season, until the 1st of October. It seemed to be the custom there to drink the mineral waters, and more be- cause it was the custom than from any ideas that the waters would do me any good, I began taking the waters myself For lack of something better to do, I equipped myself each day with an earthenware mug, and