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= The Wears Daughter. 2

his cult, wore a dark beard trimmed
in the style immortaized by the genius
of Van Dyke, a fact which made him
look considerably older than he really
was. '--'. -..-
A mass of thick black hair accentu-
ated the pallor of his clearly cut face
a face cold, reserved and dignifed, and
one }whichareveaIed to the close ,observ-
ser mueni of it's possessor's life story.
1t showed that its owner had seen
times Of trouble, times when the very
heart seemed to be knocked out of the
man-times when his only companion
was gloomy despair; but the shape Of
the mouth revealed the man who by
sheer force of character had risen supe-
rior to the trials which fate had i'm
posed on him.
AS he sat. there, consoled by the
soothing charms of the Goddess Mic
otine, his thoughts were of a decidedly
pleasant nature. He had achieved sue
cess-achieved when young
And yet, look of intense and pas
sionate longing occasionally crept
across his face. Did past memories
trouble him, or did he vainly endeavor
TO look into the future? He sat and
smoked for some time, and then his
eye rested on the table by his side, on
which lay an envelope addressed to
him. He took it UP and in a lstless
fashion and laZily scrutiniZed it. He
saw that it had been written by a fe-
male hand and had not been through
the post, and he therefore concluded
that it had been left by a caller. He
broke it open and read the following
epistle:
Dear Sir: Please pardon the liberty I take
in writing to you. l have just witnessed the
{ great success of your play. You have now
made your name and will be much sought
after. VIII you grant me the privilege Of
interviewing you? l am endeavoring to set
my foot upon the first rung of the literary
| ladder, but far have not met with sue
! cess. I am not connected with any paper,
| but feel confident that the report of an in
terview with you would be accepted 1 shall
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) Forgotten American Empire. )
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Few persons Of today are probably
aware that up among the Georgia
mountains a daring French adventurer
once founded an empire with a capital
city, an emperor a court, grand Of
ficers Of state, an army and thousands
of subjects; that the imperial design
of the founder only came to grief
through an accident that checked the
further growth Of a power, which de-
veloped, might have changed the des-
TIMES Of the continent The story of
this purely American sovereignty,
which died a-borning is peculiarly in
tefesting and romantic.
In 1876 the French had settlements
at Mobile, New Orleans. and a few
scattered points along the Gulf coast
and a short distance up the navigable
rivers in what is now Alabama, Flor
ida Louisiana and Mississippi. Simil-
arly, the English had their posts and
settlements on the coasts of the Caro-
llnas and Georgia. The colonies of
both nations were few in number.
weak, scattered and feeble. The vast
country of the interior between these
rivals was inhabited by a number Of
powerful and warlike Indian tribes.
Principal among these were the Chero-
KEGS. the Creeks, the Choctaws and the
Chickasaws. In 1900 the Cherokees
alone possessed sixty-four inhabited
towns. Later. in It'll. the single Choc-
taw tribe mustered nearly 5000 war
riors In 1777 the town population Of
the Creeks was $1,000.
These tribes were far in advance
Of the wild Indians who lived In tenn
pcrary wigwams and depended on the
chase for subsistence. Their towns
were collections Of well-built log
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ly, hOspitable and had the commercial
spirit strongly developed. At all times
they We're quick TO perceive and adopt
the methods and appliances of the
white men where they promised con-
venience or benefit.
Although very similar in customs.
these Indian tribes had no cohesion
and no common impulse. They were
frequently at war with each other.
Very bloody and destructive were these
wars Also Could these nations be
united into a single nation, be given a
common respected government. nation
al character and feeling. be somewhat
instructed in the arts and sciences of
more advanced civilizations. which
their peculiar receptivity rendered pos
sible, their numbers and bravery would
make them irresistible. They could
overwhelm either the English on the
Fast or the French to the Southwest.
Combined with either they would ruin
the other. The brain Of one man con-
ceived this idea Of consolidation and
for the benefit Of his beloved France.
he went to work with untiring patience
and undaunted courage to carry it out.
Traders exnlorers and adventures
from the English and French colonies
were continually coming among the
Indians. Eng1iShman and Frenchmau
alike strove to obtain Influence and
intrigued with the tribes with a view
tC evpel the other
This was the condition Of affairs
when the King of France sent one
Monsieur Pribus-hs first name has
been lost-an officer in his maiesty's
army and a man OF great sagacity. to
proceed through South Carolina to give
an account Of that colorv and thence
to journey to the ChernkAas and Sc
duce them from the British to the
French interests
Without molestafion Pribus went
through South Carolina and arrived
among the Indians. He professed to he
charmed with his new acquaintance
that though possessing all the quail
fications of an accomplished gentle
man, having passed his life amid the
rehnen1ents Of the most polished ra-
tion in Europe. he exchanged his
cloths for the Indian dress. gave
sway all he brought with him save
his writing materials and weapons
made friends with the warriors and
became a member Of the tribe. He
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call tomorrow in order to learn your decision.
Yours, very truly, Annie Raleigh.
Hardings read this conmunica tion
with much interest, but never looked
at the signature. He put the letter on
one side, pressed down the tobacco in
his pipe and between the whiffs NUT
tered:
Poor girl, no success-well. surely
in the hour of my trIumph-I can do
some one a good turn-cai tomorrow
umph, perSeVering tOO-Weu, Well-I
hate to be bored-and by a woman too
however, l think I'll see her-I WON
der who she is?" and he took up the
letter again. ~
Annie Raleigh he cried. Good
heavens! surely tits not-no it cannot
be-she is married long ago, and veg
etating somewhere in the country long
ere this, but what a curious eoinci-
dence.'' s* -. g :
Il The name seemed to have brought
a flood of "reminiscences, and with
dreamy eyes he cOnjured up a scene of
many years back when he was the
happy lover of a young girl of Is. His
mind ranrbled for some time among
those days of long ago, and at length
he rose and opened a cabinet standing
on his dressing table. He rooted out
a bundle of old letters. and from
among them took a slightly faded
photograph. It was a picture of a
young lady attired in a pure white
dress. 1t was a dainty little figure.
slim and neat, with pair of laughing
eyes, surmounted by mass of beauti-
full hair.
He held it in his hand for some time,
and gaZed on it as though spellbUund.
At length his lips parted, and in a
voice of agony he groaned:
"Oh. Annie, Annie, why were you not
true? Oh, heaven, how / loved you,
loved you with love which was my
very existence. l thought-fool that
I Was-you loved me too. but no, no,
no, you did not. / was simply a toy
a toy to be played With-and when
tired Of thrown TuthlessIy aside. All,
well, l was foolish to be entangled by
a pretty face, and yet-noI was not.
A man loves but once in his life, and
truly l loved then. 1t was destiny,
destiny, and shaped to a curious end.
But surely it is time l had got over
that feeling, and yet. Annie, my blood
rises at this cold picture of you. and l
love with the same intensity as of
yore Those were indeed happy days
days when / lived in a FOOLS para
disc" He laid the photograph down
and pondered. Il wonder where she is
now-does she ever think of me-dOes
she feel any pangs of regret? Possibly
she thinks me dead, perhaps it would
be better if I were so. She would not
recognize me now ana he carelessly
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germs, for the worlds good, and not
for the f1ippant passing of an hour!
THE Confessions of a Cruel Mis-
tress" is extremely good, and quite
enough to prove that C. E. Raimond
can use his natural powers of Obser-
walton to good and artistic effect if
he will
THE Fatal Gift Of Beauty and Other
Stories" by c. E. Ra:mond. Herbert S.
Stone Co. Chicago. &25. For sale by the
st. Paul Book and Stationery company
Captain Cores Courtship." by T.
Jenkins Harris, is a seafaring story that
IS atheT less interesting than the same
number of adventures with storms pi-
rates and gunb0ats should be. The yes
sci on which NJF. Gore is mate is board
ed during G2{m by over a hundred
English convicts who having overpow-
cred the force on their transport ship,
have left her To Burn, while they seek
disguise in sthe Yankee merchant
man. Mr. GoSa ia save, if possible,
the niece of the captain, pretends to
join with the pirates, and finally runs
the ship, flying the BLACK Roger"
right into the embrace of a British
gunboati Such is the story. The writ
er has little conception Of construction,
and there is MACH in the tale that does
not come to Anything, and so takes
from the interest of the book
C'Captain Gore'a Courtship," by T. Jenkins
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Cyril Hardinge entered his West end
chambers about 1 a. m. in a very self
satisfied frame of mind. Previous to
that evening fortune had treated him
In none too generous a fashion, but
now the tickle goddess, seemingly re-
pentant, had made amends by placing
fame and fortune well within his grasp.
His three-act up-to-date society. play,
had been received by London audi
elaoe in astyle never anticipated by the
author and when, in response to the
repeated calls of the enthusiastic the
alter goers, he stepped before the cur
tain and bowed his acknowledgements,
he felt that the hour Of triumph had
arrived 90 -s..--
sAH recollections of his previous fail
ures faded from his memory, and his
life seemed to date only from that mo-
ment. Being possessed of a moderate
income, he had never felt the. pinch
of being hard up, and had met his nu-
merous reVerses with commendable
fortitude. But now all the world was
at his feet; his name was made. his
future productions would be eagerly
sought after and, consequently, the
glow of pride which suffused his whole
frame was pardonable. After the play
he had received the congratulations Of
number of men whose names were
foremost in the literary world; men not
actuated by any feelings of petty jeal-
ousy, but men who resolutely encour-
aged any promising aspirant to i'm
mortal fame.
On entering the room he turned up
the lights and. not feeling any inclina-
ton to retire, he casually took down
a large tobacco jar from the mantel-
piece and proceeded to load an old
brfer. Throwing himself into an easy
chair he lit his pipe, and, with extend
ed limbs, puffed clouds of pale blue
smoke toward the ceiling. He was a
young fellow Of about thirty and, not
affecting the mannerism Of others of
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turned to me. Twelve months later my faith
er died and gradually | was forced to adopt
some means of obtaining a living and al
ways having taste for literature l have
tried to make my way in the literary world
Poor Fred, his petulance and my pride ruined
two lives, am afraid. But, Mr.. Hardinge''
she said, raising her sweet blue eyes now
suffused with tears, Il have remained faith
full to my lovers memory
For heavens sake, Annie, look at me-"
cried Hardinge, springfng to his feet and
selling her hand: do you not recognize
me? Do you not know my voce?"
Startled and surprised, the lady rose, and
prompted by a sudden impulse, gazed into
his eyes. She paled, drew back. and then
in voice Of mingled agony and delight,
cried: l-s% - :Et =stf ~ + a- 1r-
1T is-are my eyes deceiving mer-no It
cannot be-Fred Cover is dead-and yet-oh
merciful heaven-it isl'- and in a fit Of pas
ssionate tears she threw herself upon his
breast. ~.
Hardinge-lor rather Cover pressed her
closer to him, and in sweet, low voice
consoled her, begging her forgiveness for ali
he had done. i1.4&
MY life, my love, my all. Fate strangely
parted us. Fate has strangely united U.s.
You are mine now forever
Forever" was the almost inaudible re-
ply, as she raised her glistening eyes to his.
-Tit-Bits. - r#Ft
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On Our Book Table,

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Ornament" by Franz Sales Meyer. $3.50. E.E
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"A Bachelors Bridal" by Mrs. Loyett Cam
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G. P. Putnam's Sons, New York: ''In the
Crucible," by Grace DEMO Litchheld. Paper.
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American Book Company, New York: "our
Little Book for Little Folks" 30 cents THE
Story Of the Chosen People" by H. A. Guer-
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Peter Collier, Publisher, New York: DIR.
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From the St. Paul Book and Stationery:
Company
Harpers & Bros New York: Bound in
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''In the Cd Herrick House." by Ellen Doug
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81. "A Previous Engagement" by w. D.
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okees was no business of the English
ever subscribing himself as the secre-
tary OF state to the new empire This
seemed to fOrebode so much of danger
that the colOniSts followed up the let
ters by sending a commissioner Col
Fox, to demand Pribus from the In
dams as an enemy to public peace.
UnmoleSted the commissioner made
his way to the capital of the empire
He was escorted to the great council
square. There was Pribus surrounded
by all the digaItaries Of the nation
Col. Fox was a brave man, for he
walked straight up to the Frenchman
Informed him he was under arrest and
In short grafton he detailed the rea-
sons thereof to the Indians Before
he had finished a warrior arose AMI
interrupted him, babe him at once 10
desist and go his own way, because
the man whom he was seeking to en-
slave was the hest beloved of the ma
ton. one Of their own people, whose
heart was honest and who never lied
History has 1t that Fox desiSted then
and there. Then the secretary made
speech in the Cherokee dialect which
was translated to the impotent com
missioner as it was delivered The
secretary said that he had come among
able manner; that he had grown tC
love them even as brother; that see
ing their poverty and insecurity and to
preserve their liberty he had consoli-
dated their power and intended to fur
Their seek their advancement; that he
also intended in pursuance Of this pur-
pose to open a waterway to New Or
leans; that the distance proved his mo-
tive good and he intended to return
with a number Of skilled artisans who
would teach the Indians how to make
their own guns and powder how to
improve their appliances for living and
to develop the raw material with which
the land abounded. He concluded by
saying that the tyrannical purpose Of
the English was plainly leveied at ths.
Cherokees, because before he had come
among them he was never accused OF
having done any i'll against the Brit
ish, hence his offending must be the
things he had done for his red brothers
and his crime Of loving the Chero-
KEGS
The secretary's position was impreg-
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BOOKS Of THE HOUR
A NEW BOOK ABOUT BIRDS BY
DIR. CHARLES CONRAD
ABBOTT.
TWO BOOKS BY MARIA l. POOL.
THE REVIVAL OF RARE OLD
VOLUME ON Carlo
NANCY.
'WO BOOKS BY MARIA l. POOL.
sTHE FATAL GIFT OF BEAUTY"
The Story of Extinct Civilization
A Primer of American Literal
ture-A Book of Adventure.

Tin Buncombe County is an amusing
sketch of North Carolina mountain life
thrown into book form by Maria Louise
Pool. Why we should call it an JANUS
ing SKETCH" when everything about it
is either sordfd or pathetic, is a little
difficult to tell, unless, perhaps, 1t is
the effect Of the sunshine on the noun
tains and the authors manner Of see
ing things. Miss Pool has a keen sense
of humor, but very little Of proportion,
and allows the former to run away
with her She has enough material in
this book to make a very good short
story of half it's present length, and
condensation would surely improve its
quality. Nevertheless some Of the sim
pie incidents and sketches are charm
ing in their sympathy and perception.
The figure of "Ristus'' is pathetic in
the extreme; clothed only in an old
army overcoat and draggled sunbon-
nett, living in poverty amid the moral
and physical squalor of the poor white
trash" his beautiful head and uncon-
sciously high ideals produce a contrast
in light and shade that is the most
striking thing in the book. His suffer-
ing is of the sensitive kind, and when
he is finally clothed as other boys, he
touches the pathos Of his past life when
he says, Folks as had always had
trousies didn't know Eawthin' what he d
ben through er not havin um.'
csIn Buncombe County," by Maria Louise
Pool. Herbert S. Stone & Co. New York.
$1.25. For sale by the St. Paul Book and
Stationery company
BOSS and Other Dogs" is the name
of another little volume by Miss Pool.
The important persons in these short
sketches are all dogs, and only a very
few intelligent and we'll behaved hu-
mans are allowed, by the appreciative
author, to associate with them. Of
course there is an occasional villain
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to relieve the monotony, but yon need
never look for him in dogs clothingI
In truth Miss Pool is a lover of dogs,
and she has sketched the lives of her
canine friends in a way to appeal to
the many who share this taste. Dog
stories are always sad-indeed, there
are tragic possibilities in every dogs
eyeS-and Miss Pools are not excep-
lions to the rule; so there is almost
too much pathos in the combined
stories to crush between the covers OF
one book. This is a natural failing,
but nevertheless a failing; every story
is good in itself, but would be more
artistic were it the only one Of it's kind
in the book.
C'Boss and Other Dogs" by Maria Louise
Pool. Stone & Kimbal New York. $1.25.
For sale by the ST. Paul Book and Stationery
company
1t would be impossible for Dr.
Charles Conrad Abbott to write other
than clearly and entertainingly of a
subject which he understands so thor
oughly and loves so well as his feather
ed neighbors. II love all birds, whether
they are commonplace or rare. stupid
or entertaining, gentle or vicious, large
or small" Rarely is a statement made
in an Introduction to a book SO con-
sistently confirmed by the book itself
as this first sentence by DR.. Abbott in
Having so much sympathy with his
subject, the writer manages to arouse
a corresponding enthusiasm in the
minds Of his readers, and it hardly
needs the spirited and truthful Illus
trations by William Everett Crane to
bring us into the very presence of the
feathered folk. To the bird lover DR..
Abbott's books are always a welcome
feast, and to the bird neglector they
may well be a revelation and judg
ment.
c'Bird-land Echoes" by Charles Conrad
Philadelphia. 81. For sale by the st. Paul
Book and Stationery company
In quaint. archaic style is published
by Harper & Brothers 1.-THE Square
Of Sevens." There is something mystic
and weird about this strange little
volume-so mystic and weird that the
very covers subtlt suggest the
presence Of necromancy and the black
art.
In the early part Of the eighteenth
century fortune-telling with cards was
as popular as a means Of entertain
ment with modish society as any
method Of character reading or future
solving is with the same class today,
and 1.-THE Square of Sevens and the
Parallelogram" is reprinted from a very
curious little volume Of that period. a
book even then so rare that Horace
Walpole lOnged to get a hold of the
queer old womans fortune telling
book by Bob Antrobus" The art OF
cartomancy, as here given, has very
authoritative air, and the solemn faith
in it's mysteries and quaint phrases and
sly observations makes it very anus
ing apart from it's value as occult wis
DOM The introduction by F. Irenaeus
Stevenson IS of many pages and by
no means the least interesting ones in
the book. This 'new forth-setting Of
an old mystery is we'll done in every
way. and the publishers are to be con-
graduated upon the art with which
they have resurrected this book of
the past.
C''The Square of Sevens, an Authoritative
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J. Wait practically sets forth the relations
existing today between the railways and the
merchants and shippers.
The competition announced by the Century
company ought to sharpen the wits of a good
many persons who find the winter evenings
hang heavily on their hands. The $50 ques-
tons for the answers to which money prizes
Of $1,000 are offered, call for information on
subjects with which most OF US are less ia
miliar than we imagine ourselves to be- The
contest seems to be ingeniously arranged
and if 1t is followed by other competitions
OF the same sort there will be general rat
Ting of the dry bones which lie useless and
forgotten in the corners OF ones mind
The Macmillan company having caught the
attention of 1.-The Jolly Sailor Man. and
all who love the sea, by publishing ION Many
Seas, the best sea story published for many
year past, or, we fear to come, chooses this
favorable moment to issue a book Of short
stories entitled 1.-The Port of Missing Ships
and Other Stories of the Sea-
In 1893 The Studio was founded in London
by Mr.. Charles Holme, it's present editor Ow-
ing to the unique success and far-reaching
influence of this magazine during the past
TOUR years, 1t Is thought that the time has
arrived for issuing an American edition. For
this the title Of The International Studio has
been chosen, and it will be issued simultan-
eously with the London edition. from the
othce of Mr.. John Lane, 140 Fifth avenue"
such Is the very modest announcement
the publishers Of The International Studio
nave sent out. The Studio has been one of
the few really successful English art papers,
and we congratulate the art lovers of Amer
lea upon having this magazine thus brought
within easy reach.
Harper's Weekly for March contains an
Important review of the administration of
President Cleveland by the editor, Henry
Leomis Nelson The double-page Illustration
Of w. T. Peters gives a bird s-eye view
of Washington 1t appeared on the &C.
casion of the inauguration Of President-elect
Mckinley.
In 'The Well-Beloved," soon to be pub
hshed by the Harpers, Thomas Hardy is re-
ported to have turned from the problem novel
to his earlier method and to have produced an
idyllie love story.
Charles Reade once gave a recipe for writ
Ing novels to young novelist now well
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known. 1t ran thus: make 'em laugh.
make 'em cry; make 'em wait From
Chronicle and Comment" in The Bookman,
There is nothing that Richard Harding
gorgeous pageant, and "The Banderium Of
Hungary which leads the March Scribner's
Is one Of the brightest exhibitions of his
pictorial ability. In Mr.. Davis Soldiers of
Fortune" the love story shows an unexpected
diversion Of affection into a new channel,
and the great political revolution is shoulder
ing, ready for the nuthurst