CRIMIXAli'S CONSCIENCE. sophistical arguments which assert, Dibbins! Now, as has been said, Mr. saw him on the street, used to say: modern acquaintance or two, and A LYKIC FROM THE GERMAN. that the deed was right. Then conscience 'Eecovi 1' uom ch' stato all Inferno' would not have spoken in this frivolous shuddered. He reviewed his own life says, 'Very well,' and goes off See, there is a man that was in hell strain had he known the ground with pardonable satisfaction. No Callous to all Sentiment* of KemoraeThe My heartmy thought revealing, to sleep again. Such a conscience has he was treading. He would have abhorred ah, yes he had been in hell in hell shame confronted him, no wilful act Murderer of the Novel a Creature Unknown Say, how can Love be known? no deterring influence, no veto "Love is two soulsone feeling the elephantine step with which to the Criminal Courts. enough, in long, severe sorrow and of wrong or cruelty arose to confuse power in the parliament of the Two heartsone pulse alone." he was crashing over, this exposed struggle as the like of him is pretty him. The wife of his choice, radiant Sew York Times. criminal's brain. It only exists for heart. sure to have been. Commedias that and tremulously conscious of his I asked my triend the District Attorney Then tell me how Love grew, heart? the purnose of approving what is done come out divine are not accomplished presence,was at his side. The chair in Was it his business to know how ''She comesand is in man." whether in his opinion criminals by its owner. A hardened criminal otherwise." which he sat, the rug on which the and where he stepped? How can Love leave the true heart? never acknowledges even to himself suffered remorse, and he tilted Mr. Dibbins' mind seized acutely Archdeacon stood, the very name of Mrs. Warrington rose with an intensely "She is not Lovethat can" that he has done anything which is upon word-pictures of this character. the florist who had supplied the bitter smile. bimself back in his chair, looked up at wrong. The world, to him, is the real And when is Love the purest? He appreciated them, he even believed flowers, all wore marks of the divine "But the beast had already turned the ceiling, folded his hands, contracted "Where Self no place can fill." criminal, and he is only a righteous that hii was one with them, for there is and rent her. The quota of fresh meat approval. In his heart he thanked Where her foundations BUT est? his brow, and said: avenger of the injuries heaped on him was not sufficiently great, ornot sufficiently an intellectual grasp upon such things God that he was reaping the harvest "When they are very still." by his fellow-citizens. "Remorse!" That means mental raw. I have to thank you with which the heart has nothing to of virtue and good works. "I have seen murderers who suffered agony because of the crime. Some When are Love's riches greatest? for an instructive morning. The divine dc. At the close of the lecture one lady remorse, but they were always men of "When her gifts freest prove." criminals do, others do not. Now, comedy reminds us that wickedness "How true," he remarked to Rachel, lingered. Mrs Dibbins did not retire, What language is Love's latest' previous respectability who had been when I speak of remorse I mean suffering is its own Nemesis. Was it not "that suffering is the school of our but seated herself on a hassock beside She h^th none. She is Love." led into crime through drunkenness or through penitence and sorrow perjurersthe false and unfaithful sweetest graces, the arena out of her husband. She was absorbed Herman Merivale. mistake. For instance, if a man deeming for the crime. That is what the novelists whom Dante saw frozen in their own which our greatest achievements, our in grave thoughts occasioned by the his wife unfaithful shoots her and mean when they speak tears? Frozenbecause of the cool devine comedies, if one may so speak, Archdeacon's words. Each commented ACLEEICALWOELDLIM. then finds out that his suspicions are of remorse. It is a punishment deliberateness of their crimes? Ah, invariably fcsue.'! He began another upon them, Mr. Dibbins at unfounded, he will suffer terribly, but that is as it should be?" only suffered by the comparatively passage: "Dante burns like a pure some length when presently the lady such cases are infrequent. innocent. Not by the "How strangely Mrs. Warrington star," when a signal passed silently who appeared well known, remarked The shutters of the rectory windows guilty. The weak man forced into talked!" exclaimed the rector, as their from the outer door to the butler, who upon the unreasonable warmth of the were wide open. This was very unlike crime by circumstances suffers the agonies guest left the house with the exit foi was languidly, and with but paitial morning, there was a fine sparkling A Doctor's Fright. of the damned, and the willfully the policy of the rector of St. Ann's, which she was celebrated. Wasn't hei approval, surveying a Titian over the light in her eyes, a tiny spot of red bad man delights in crime, and suffers Dr. Charles Harvey, Macon, Ga.,told manner very extraordinary?" fireplace. on either cheek. who invariably prayed to be delivered no compunctions whatever. Of course, a reporter of the St. Louis Globe-Democrat: Mrs. Dibbins turned up the toe ot "Person outside to see you, sir," The rector replied, with a smile and from the flies, dust and all disordeiliness. he has fear of detection fear of pun "When I was a young man I her slipper and examined it ciitically. said the critic, without removing his slight expansion of his frame, that But there had come a change had an experience that implanted a "I have sometimes thought Mr. War-1 ishment may be present in the crimi- eyes from the canvas. Mr. Dibbins upon the hearth of domestic happiness degree of care in me that has probably in the life of Rev. Arthur Dibbins, as nal's mind, but that isnot remorse rington is more attentive to Mrs. Cor shut the book with a snap. The ethereal it was always warm. been worth thousands of dollars "The man who suffers remorse is the telyou than to his wife," she said. aroma was threatened. The lady, Mrs. Warrington, who there ever must be in mutable things. in after life. I was clerk in a drugstore young married clerk who is distressed And suddenly, like the searching "I suppose it's that tiresome man, was notably drifting toward separation He had married wealth, and with at Grand Rapids, Mich., and my duties at home. He steals money from his flare of a meteor, a radiance shot over Springer, come to get me to bury his from her husband, bit her lip, wealth, bondage. It was the will of kept me there from 7 in the evening employer and conceals the" theft. He the rector's social observations of the wife," he observed. clasped and unclasped her fingers. Mrs Dibbins that the shutters would until about 2 in the morning. One intends to return that monev and past three years Spiinger was a gaunt, red-haired "And when the happiness is dissipat- night just at dark, a woman with a henceforth be open, and to this newstate man, with a cast in one eye. No object ed," she observed, "it becomes rather "Good heavens, Rachel'" he gasped sometimes does. Even then he suffer shawl over her head came in, and giving remorse. He keenly feels that he could have been better calculated too waim." dismay, "what brute^s we have of affairs the rector was reconciled me a prescription,toldmeto put it has betrayed a trust^ that he has been to jar upon a tourist who had just "Ah, Mrs. Warrington! How sarcastic been' But surely the friend she alluded by many tonpensations. up quick. I hurried it through and a thief. He sorrows because of lost come from inspecting the French and of you!" cried Rachel "and in to was not nerself?" His "shades" had been torn down she paid me and went out. About half self-respect. Another case is that of Italian schools. His gaze slanted the face of our honeymoon, which has "I think now maybe it was," was an hour later a well-known physician in a. frenzy, and were now usurped by the young man who, in a fit of drunken obliquely away from the rector to just begun! I am sure no advirsity, the verdict of the acuter penetration of the place came ru&hing in, and madness, kills a fellow-man. When ward an Angora cat on a rug, and he no poverty, no calamity of any kind "I'm very sorry we made such unfeel beautifully-fashioned screens of fine said: "Did you put up a prescription he becomes conscious of what he has communicated his errand with what can ever dissolve the fabric of our devotion." ing remarks." brass links, purchased in F^*ypt. for a woman a bit ago?" "Yes, done h.U mental agony is terrible, unless was pitiably like a hair liptwo infirmities "Sorry!" Mr.^ Dibbins condemned There was drapery from Persia, and sir," I said. "Did you do it in a it is so great as to benumb all his to which Mr. Dibbins was To Rachel there was but one honeymoon, himself unspairingly. "But the Warringtons hurry?" "Yes," I answered again, a revolving fan, like a slave in attendance senses. His nerves become totally peculiarly sensitive. and that, of course was "ours." have a great regard for de with a pang of fear. "Give me some shattered, and his imagination plunges It was as he had surmised. Mrs. cency. They will not separate," he Mrs. Warrington raised her delicate over Mr. Dibbin's brown head tartar emetic, quick!" he exclaimed him into a perfect hell of horrors. Springer was dead, and must have said. brows. "Have you had your domestic where he sat. Hortense, a French" "the man it is for is dying!" I got christian burial. The rector drew out "But not so with the willfujly bad happiness insured?" she inquired. "I don't know. Mrs. Warrington ~i 'woman, removed every particle of the drug mechanically, and he tore his notebook of Russian leather, and man. Not so with the professional has some passionate passions which "Our vows have insured it," answered dust before it had settled. His papers out, leaving me in an agony of doubt jotted down an item: criminal. His life is a happy one. are even stronger than her regard toi Mrs. Dibbins, solemnly. and fear perfectly indescribable. A were filed and docketed with a sys- His nature is so constituted that it "Man named Sprmger wants wife decency. I fancy justice is one ol "Ah! But vows are sometimes man poisoned through mistake, a finds its happiness in excitement. The buried. No. 9 Alanthus row. Bad them.." broken. Everybody does not keep A '-tem that he could only wonder and coroner's inquest, jail, trial, penitentiary, commission of a crime is fun for him. specimen. Sprinkle camphor on self vows. It is usually the man who does "Oh, but my dear, even justice must admire. He was clad in a jacket of a ruined reputation, my There is fun the planning of a robbery, before entering house." not." give way to decency sometimes," pro Imported stuff, an crossed his wife and children beggars, all parsed fun in its execution, fun in the "All right," he said curtly, pocketing Mrs. Dibbins looked at her guest in tested the rector. "It always does up in galloping defile before my hiding slippered feetalbeit eighthson a escape, fun in playing hide and seek his notebook. "I'll come. Tomorrow4 angry alarm. to a certain point, butperhaps it is brain. I thought of suicide or with the officers of the law, fun in o'clock." fender of extraor dinaryworkmanship. better sonot beyond." "Then it is the woman's fault," said flight I paced up and down the store boasting of the exploit to the other critica1 He waved his hand in a way that Mr. Dibbins gathered up his the rector with decision. Ah, yes' Heaven had sent compensations. and gnawed at my nails. A couple of members of the gang of thieves, fun would have been significant to a railroad notes with a sigh. "Miserable state "Certainly," echoed Mrs. Dibbins, hours elasped and the doctorI camgaspedn.ie He had married Miss Rachel even in the capture, fun in hearing magnate, or a literary man. of affairs! God grant we're mistaken' who felt herself to be blameless "you 9 again. "How is that man his counsel plead his case for him, fun Plympton with the full consent and But Mr. Springer lingered. He had It is intolerable to see a woman will nearly always find in such cases "Oh, he's dead," he replied indifferently. in watching the actions of the jury. been told that the rector was a very Mrs. Warrington's standing dragged that the woman has failed to make 'approval of her parentsfor, although My God' I felt my heart All through the trial the criminal is kind man. Professor Stoneblocker, in the mire of scandal and suffering.' her home attractive t her husband." himself penniless (his salary of four stand still. He walked back toward the focal point of attraction and he whose daughter Mr. Dibbins had tenderly Now the Dibbinses, who were well As the subject of these remarks, whe thousand a year counted as nothing the stove while I stood dazed by ?ains huge enjoyment from this fact. wept and prayed over throughout bred if they were anything, were not had ceased to make use of her bus the door. Presently he strolled up -from the Plympton standpoint), he a consumptive career, had said "Novelists have all gone wrong in aware, of course, that the lady with band's carriage, walked rapidly dowi and said believe9"pu"Yes, "You up thatthe prescripcol so and for the tenth or twelfth time -was master of a degree of popularity regard to criminals. I presume jome whom they were talking had failed in the street, she encountered a man who tion, I in his life Mr. Springer would have of them knew better, but they felt they this very particular. The wedding, was standing stockstill on the pave and clerical eminence which constituted sweat breaking out all over me. "Did liked to know what a kind man was. could hardly afford to antagonize the European tour, the prolonged ment. a fine stock in trade. the woman give you a $10 bill*" He did not know himself waht he public sentiment and the critics. One honeymoon mthe rectory had served It was the gaunt, uncomely form "Yes." "Well," he went on, "whenever He was a handsome man, past 40, wanted, but he hoped the parson of these days a novelist will arise to exclude everything so alien as Springer. Something in the blanched came back with the medicine or the with a dark, sallow complexion, good would know. He was conscious and paint criminals in their true conjugal infelicity from the horizon. lip and vacant eye arrested Mrs. War change either." The worjd suddenly eyes, and hair and mustache of a of a load of disaster and colors, and then society will be rington. She felt as if she, too, looked What all the parish knew and talked grew bright again. I began to breathe jouthful cut. His manner was nervous loss which had somehow accurrwlated outraged and the critics will denounce like that. of, Mr. Dibbins had not so much at my normal rate of respiration. I jt and self-conscious, yet saturated from his birth up, and now trie the writer. But when sober second as dreamed. He was always in his "You seem to be in trouble." she thought that doctor was the loveliest! with the aroma of culture which years mute sharer of the load was taken you9" thought comes and the novel is place for the Sunday and week-day said. "Can I do anything for human being I had ever looked upon. of uninterrupted prosperity exhale. from him. subiected to careful analysis, and when services, but the litany of woes and The vacant eye, now lighting, faintly But do you Wheenthis se hair watch-guardtnextita it has been widely discussed, men of I looked temptations that his people murmured He stood there in the doorway under For the Rev. Arthur Dibbins to fall wear9 turned down upon her. "I ought to I intelligence and experience will agree on those occasions betrayed nothing Mrs. Dibbins' light gaze, quite oblivious down or stumble up, was a horrid be goingon," hesaid. "My wife's dead day I found that in those two awful that the writer who has made his personal, nothing extraneous to of Brinkerhoff, who was scowling anomaly it produced, at once laughter hours my hair had turned white as the I've lost my wife." criminals 2 lory in their crimes is correct, the required confession. at him fit to efface him. He had and a shock. driven snow. The words had the cadence of an oft and that all others who have enlowed come with undefined hope that fortune The wedding festivities over, the bridal Mr. Warrington was no exception repeated strain. hardened ruffians with remorse had now done her worst for him, and couple had sailed for Europe. to the mass of businessmen (for whom ivere wrong. Mrs. Warrington took the horny fin that, being informed of this, the parson 'Tney were very ill on the voyage, but Mr. Dibbins had a secret contempt) Politics in Ne Mexico. gers in her fine suede gloves. "And 1 would apply some of the balm, of The average novel reader wil not beieve ^recovered their strength and. dignity whose uves were spent in the accumulation have lost my husband. I am your which, he had been told, parsons were this. Even the worst of their in cathedral aisles and galleries of art. of wealth, and to whom a wife The First Assistant Postmaster sister," she said. "You must let me do the sole manufacturers and proprietors. villains must suffer remorse, and so They Summered on the Alps, and appeared but an accidental appendage. General has received the following interesting something for you." This hope, however, was slowly with the average theater-goers. Public Wintered in the Riviera sailed up the letter from a citizen of New 4 "There ain't much to do," Springer turning to certain disappointment, sentiment demands remorse in all Nile and down the Rhine crossed the He had not perceived that the wife of Mexico, who signs himself "Justice of 7 answered. She's dead. I'm thankful when the parson waived all doubt by villains, and therefore they are made glaciers and penetrated jungles, the one of his florid vestrymen filled a more the Peace." The word "confidential" to you ma'am, and mebbe there's remarking: Remorseful even by men who know how products all of which were shipped important relation to Mr. Warrington. is written at the head of the letter, things wimmm can do better than men falsely they are drawing the characters to Liverpool in ponderous boxes and "Well, if you're hungry, go to the Scandal of this sort throve in a and out of considerations of humanity If you could make her gown laj mder their hands. It is strange how conveyed thence tor the transformation kitchen. My time is valuable. Brinkerhoff, vulgar air, from which Mr. Dibbins his name and residence will be kept straight" olind men are to this fact. I have of the rectory, which was being show this person out." took pains to be far removed. He a profound secret: "lean, lwill." neard more than a score say that a torn almost from its foundations. Brinkerhoff beckoned with his fat preferred that the atmosphere of the RESPECTED SIROld Dick Hanson is And Mrs. Warrington went to dc villain so depraved as Bill Syfces, finger, and preceded Springer, after the church should envelope him as completely They had had a delightful trip. But circulatin' a paper around town astf what the Rev. Arthur Dibbins was Dickens' burglar in 'Oliver Twist,' manner of an Earl in advance of a in his intercourse with the "were capable of enjoying those inner ing to be made postmaster at this powerless to acco uplish for there is lever was seen. Pshaw' I can pick up Commoner. world as it did in the chancel, and to secrets known only to the tourist who place and I have signed it, but I don't a brotherhood more exclusive than St the daily papers almost any day and Springer told him listlessly that he an almost undisturbed extent it did. jreads and imagines between the lines want it to Count, and when it Comes Botolph clubs or Union Leagues, the show a much worse man* than Bill might show him the door to the street, Such burrs of low life as caught on his of his Badeker. It had rained occasionally in pleas scrach my name off, as he is passport to which is sorrow. Sykes. What was Bill Sykes in comparison as he wasn't going to the kitchen. garments in passing were swiftly when they had wished to be no more fit for postmaster than I am with Charles Rugg, the Queens stripped off. out of doors, and they had experienced "Our kitchen ain't to be scorned," for minister of the holy gospel. Dick last remark was nttereed, ounty murderer, who strangled Miss the usualone might say, the correcttribulations said Brinkerhoff. "But it ain't a-suffering Dibbins7 Mrs. Senator Morton and Grant. is an awful ruff cussdrinks, swears, Maybee in the barn and then lay in which follow in the for your comp'ny, neither." therefore,, in the most gentle fightsand would belt hell out of me I met ex-United States Treasurei tvait for the mother to come out wake of cabmen and couriers. The Mr. Springer made haste to get over and candid of demi-tones. if he knew of this letter. Pleas burn John C. New as I was strolling along to find what delayed her daughter'' former had outraged them, and the the wide porch and into the street below, It was surprising that Mrs. Warrington this, and don't give me way, and has the avenue, writes a Washington cor Then lie strangled the motner and latter had thwarted their fondest dejsires. thinking of the stark form at should retort so warmly: no education, nor any manners, would [vent into the house to rob it. When respondent of The New York Herald home, and glad that Mary Ann was in "But if she had contrived to make whip any republican in town it he had the poor, old, blind father asked who He has been stopping at the Riggs. a world where human hurts and disappointments her home a heaven some men prefer fOa the whole, however, that intan*gible that office, and I bleave would steal "ie was Rugg beat him brutally and. heard a curious story told by one made no difference. hell." perfume of manner whieh is so U. S. poor in four years. He is a retch then coolly searched the house and of Gen. Grant's closest friends whe This was strong language for the quickly dissipated by gross forms of "I suppose we ain't the right sort of the first water, and everyone in this iook all the money and valuables he had it direct from the ex-president Dibbins drawing-room, but the echo adversity, had, in the person of Rev. for Parson Dibbins to put himself out town is fraid of him, and would put^ :ould find. Did he suffer remorse? Senator Morton called to see the pres of similar words which had barely Arthur Dibbins, suffered no loss. of the way for," hethought. "There's on more airs than a French studhorse* tfot much. He was around next day, ident one day, and being a cripple died away with the departure of the Seated in the breakfast-room of the too much flowers and iim-cracks on and drive every republicn out of this 3ne of the most composed men among Gen. Grant came down-stairs to see Archdeacon broke the fatal effect of it. rectorythe return voyage overhe the one side, and too much bad smells the searchers-tor the murderer. Howie town. I write strong because we have him. Finding that his visitor wa "I knew a woman once"Mrs. Warrington was enabled to live again in the objects and trouble on the other, betwixt us." must have laughed in his heart at a very refined community, and you leading up to the subject of patronage, drew u\i her cloak and fastened around him, the charmed existence He sighed at the uncompromising the confession of poor Taben, the don't want to give him that office unless Gen. Grant suggested that they go the clasp with cold fingers"who devoted of the past fourteen months. Rachel, truth of his reflections. lalf-witted man wno was frightened you want to dysorgani/, this community, round to the stable and see a new colt soul and body to make her in a Paris "creation," smiled "Well, it ain't to be expected." by detectives into saying that "he had tor he is a holy terrur, andf that had just been bought. Morton home an earthly paradise, but with from behind the urn like an aurora Meanwhile Mr. Dibbins had recovered lone the deed. Rugg enjoyed the next you may depend on it. We look to^ did not seem averse, and when hisser her ideas of paradise she associated sprung from the canvass. She had superintended his poise, and gone to the library ew months thoroughly and was never the Hon. postmaster general to save vant had lifted him into his coupe, he only pure and ennobling enjoyments. the execution of his favorite with his wife to examine anew Giotto's suspected. He would have got off us from a shedazerous doom. asked the president to take the place Those her husband hated from the dishesfor it must be confessed portraits of Dante. They sat in an 'Oott free if he had not gone into Yours respect'y, by his side. They reached the stable first. He had hated them before he jthat Arthur's palate as well has soul, embrasure, where the sun slanted over wholesale butchery as a trade. Remorse in due time. The new colt was trot married her, but she did not know it. "had undergone cultivation abroad Mrs. Dibbins' cheek, and lent such enchanting could never have fastened itself Justice of the Peace. ted out. His good points were all in Something in his courtship of a pure which were now steaming with gentle brightness to her hair that P-. S. on him, else how could he go on murlering Others will sine this, but are- dicated by the president, who was a woman stirred his chivalry. Bad invitation from Dresden receptacles Rev. Arthur seized her in his arms fraid. innocent people who had done fair judge of horseflesh. men seldom marry bad women. He 'before him. There were flowers in crystal with almost boyish fervor. aim no injury at all? fancied that he should continue to be vases on the cloth, and as he leisurely "What do you think I gave foi "In what great measure the Lord Lobbyists iu Petticoats. "The only thing wrong with Bill affected by it but the chase over, the sipped his chocolate, his left him?" he asked the senator. has blessed me!" heexclaimed. "This sykes is that Dickens has not made poor woman, the companion and critic /hand held open the leaves of an em^belished Washington Letter Xew Orleans Picayune, "About $300," replied Morton, who room, my darling," glancing up at the Not many days ago I sat one morning- aim hardened enough. His murder of of his secret thoughts, he hated volume. knew nothing about horses and cared tapestried walls, "shall be our refuge in nry favorite- niche in that little ais mistress because of her betrayal of both her and her works. Then he returned less. from the world's storms. Theunkindness The great Archdeacon was to perform white marble and' red velveted. hall at the gang with which he was connected to his evil habitshe was not of destiny shall matter very little "Wrong," said the president. I paid in the rectory drawing-room was a very ordinary affair. Any New the capitol that 1 have nicknamed the driven." to us, so long as our lives are spared $600." .that morning, the entertainment consisting fork burglar or thief woratd do the "Ladies' Lobby." It is always dark for mutual sacrifices, for mutual "Had she children?" Mr. Dibbins of his lecture upon Dante, for "I'd rather have the money," ex am thing and rejoice in it. His companions isa this lobby, even on th& sunshiniest joys." asked," an elect few. Mr. and Mrs. Dibbins claimed Morton. would consider Mm a weaklerved days, and the gas has always to be had been immersed for days in biographies "No." "Strange but that's exaetly what And Mr3. Dibbins, unchilled by fourteen tool if he did not. Die-kens makes lighted. It was 12 o'clock, and. the* and criticisms of the poet. "Ah, a pity. Children area great tie. months of married life with this the man said of whom I bought th she gang of thieves view Sykes with house had just been called to order. Some men cannot be happy without exemplary man, responded in murmurs The rector was familiar with every horse."' letestation because of his crime, while Groups of mess and women were standi them." of tenderness and satisfaction original line of Dante he followed him "How so?" 3ne of that gang, the boy, CharleyBates, ing around everywhere. A couple of for the pair were truly loving and contented. "And is it inconceivable that a man adoringly, however critically, through "I offered him my note for three is so excited andindignant that Mormon w.omen in respectable black should be deprived of any one thing {purgatory, paradise and hell. He had months," answered Gen. Grant, evi tie assaults Sykes on sight, and shouts silk gowns,, gold brooches andpendent that would please him?" cried Mrs. .a portrait of him in a prettily-elaboruted An hour later the great Archdeacon dently much pleased that he had in alarm out of the window. That is ear rings iad a member in one corner Warrington "It is often the woman frame, before which he poised his came and banished personal thoughts. worked off a favorite story in ne^i Jviong. Sykes' conscience would: entirely and were haranguing him ghbiy. Mrs. who feels the absence ot children most i slender figure and commented, for the Something in his presence was calculated shape on the senator from Indiana justify him in what he has done. Mary Hunt, the great temperance lobbyist, keenly yet she does not consider herself benefit ottris guests, upon the griefworn to eradicate selfishness and send But he suddenly stopped smiling an He might fear the lsgal consequences a,plump, amiable lady, also in at liberty on that account to resort face. He tsould extract mouth, the mind abroad. the latter retorted: "If you offered but that would be all. As for the-gang an ultra respectable silk gown, with to vice and unfaithfulness for brow and eyes, separately, and trace The wax lights shed a softened glow that to a horse-jockey I want you tc .hey would consider him a hero who pretty gray hair waving down either amusement. It fills me with disgust their expression to certain well-defined through the darkened rpoms. Flowers offer the vacant treasorership to Johr aad righteously executed a traitor. I pink cheek's rounded contour, Avas it is a relic of barbarism, this talk that phases of ..spiritual throes. He cursed banked against the walls expanded C. New of my state. presume Dickens knew this well because conferring with another member, a man must be pampered with pleasure, Florence, and apotheosized the wide odorously in the warmth. It was a The directness of the request stag he made a study of criminals ry notorious female lobbyist whom as a child with toys, or justified world "which had fostered such great strange scene to be summoned there gered the president and he replied: Dut he knew also that if he wrote the in extravagant wickedness. As if he heard tell one day has some 200 bills genius. that of the sinful soul, sinking instantly "I have already/about promised the ibsolute truth he would outrage the were a beastwhich he isthat raust to work through congress was pacing upon, the commission of itscrimeinto "There were many people," hesaid, place to Senator Conkling for a friend sentiments of nine-tenths of his readers. have its quota of fresh meat, or ii will thoughtfully up and down the a pa rement. the depts ot a vivid hell, while the "to whom Providence had ordained of ours in New York"naming tht turn and rend you!" She bad on a deep blue velvet surface phantom, the surviving body, that the world should be unkind. To name, though I do not recall it at thi* I said just now that Skyes' conscience dress trimmed with bands of yellow still went to and fro! Disembodied interfere with this intention was a "True, my dear Frances," answered moment"I can't disappoint him,yai would entirely justify him Yes, fox fur. She was artistically painted soulsthe figure was commonplace. dangerous matter, the loss, pet haps, Mr. Dibbins, amazed at the heat of know." i criminal of the very worst kind has. But disensouled bodieswho but only s. woman would have known it t of our greatest poets and painters.' this unusually cool woman. "Man is "And you can't put off an old joki Dante could have drawn the desolate conscience, but it is an opium eater, On the morping in question he turn*ed more or less a brute. I must simply was paintand her bountiiul hair was on,him as you have on ine was thi lines? the leaves of the volume before him be taken into account. I is the part vho drowsily half rouses itself, after pushed back from a handsome and bland rejoinder. with reviving interest. Now and then of a wise woman to supply the quota j, particularly flagrant crime and asks delicately moulded face. She looked Mr. Dibbins' thoughts ran back to At this the president laughed heart Immediately there right?1 iread a passage albud to his wife, as of fresh meat. I would advise your Was this like a star actress in hec play-robea the Borgias and the persecutors of ily and John C. New received the ap "The people of Verona, when the friend to do that." irises in the criminal's mind a, "host of watiug for the curtain to rise.. he inquisition. They even lit up a pointment a few dayslater. f?$J iiFCf^A 1-luAS la.f ^-uS% *&$- 51 miiftfflffiiflirrtr" n-jtt