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MARINE VILLA ANNEX Finest Location in Cape May.

A MATTER OF VANITY When I beard that Mnud Jeffrie* was encaged to Jack Meadow*. I took an early opportunity of congratulating them both, for they were both old friend* at luine and charming people— especially Hand. She was an artiat and painted very biliously in oil colon. She was in her atudio when I called. So I went up to it and found her enveloped in a linen apron covered with the variegated color* of her palette. She working at an onfinUbcd painting, and ao abwirbed in it that at first she di' not bear me enter. When (be did. ah

tnrneil quickly.

"No. it'* not Meadows. I'm aorry,

I aaid sympathetically,

“Oh. but I'm very glad to see yon,' ahe answefiRL "And t youaro just in time to help me. Do tell me what is wrong with this thing,” and the point-

ed to the canvas

"That is Meadow*' privilege, 1 . •aid. 1 offered her my good wishes and told her I was sure she w ould be happy. She blushed prettily and said, are very happy now." "But how have you satisfied yonr conscience:" I asked. "I understood you bad Vowed yonreelf to the service "Oh, hut I will never give np my work," she protested earnestly. "Jack knows that He wouldn't want me U I think it is so wrong not to nao one' gifts. Don't yonY” “Certainly, and I'm glad Jack sty that. He must be very proud of you.' She hesitated. "I'm afraid he is not I naturally very fond of art," she I hope he will soon learn to lore

w fully good about it,' lie is going to let m lit, and then we sha]

sketches for

"Ho is really a she .went on. "1 paint his porn,

hang it in our di; "That will be delightful, "Look, here are wmie it," aaid Mnud, drawing 01 els and charcoal drawings, think they are like him?"

I recognized Meadows in spite

varying expressions Maude had given him and said to at once. She was pleased, and just then Meadow* came

"1 am just admiring the studies for the great portrait. I saM genially. “Ah. yes, they are only rough sketch-

es. The thing itself w ill be quitediffercut, won't it, darling?" be said, with,

I imagined, a shade of nnxiety. "Mr. Haller thinks they are excellent likencssex. Jack.” she said happily. He looked at me sharply, but I bold-

ly repeated my opinion.

A fortnight or so passed before I saw nuything of Meadows or Maud, then I m. t Meadows. He look.*! worried, and when I asked him after Mis* Jeffries be said shortly, "I believe she is quite

well, thunks.''

"Ami how is Uie portrait going on?" going on at all at proaent."

He left me alone in l

Maud intend.

an i planed directly at t "You have bm-n looking at it?” sh< asked, mechanically taking np her palette and brushes. "Yea," I said, and sis, rewmid !, pert mu to say more. “It's a good-likeness, isn’t it? - remarked presently. . "It is too flattering," I answered ting down opposite it. tihe looked at me suspiciously, my face was full of innocence. "Jack doesn't think so," she said. "But he is ao absurdly vain," said L "Not more than other men, I supHer ba< k w as toward me and I could see her listlessly dabbing at tie, bad ground of the portrait. "Yet yon st ho is not satisfiid with that painting, I aaid. ■' What fault can lie find?" "Nothing chnmtc; bat no wants n

to alter it"

"However painful it may bo, you must keep your art pure. It is true that in the noble cause of realism you have accentuated his worse points”— "Ko, I haven't,” she said with

heat.

"I honor you for it. Very few girls would have had the courage to t portrait of a lover in so bold away, even to the suggestion of caricature.'' "But you said 1 had flattered him,' she cried. “Truth is the highest flattery," I an swercd souteutiously. "And if Meadow, be not high minded enough to see it you will not regret bis loss." "His loss? What do you moan?" shi exclaimed. ‘ 'I saw him just now. He does nol appreciate your noble self sacrifice. He aaid if you had really loved him you -would not have pointed out bis homeliness to the world. Ho soemid to feel it a good deal." “Homeliness! He is bcautifall' cried indignantly. "Hoally, my dear young lady, you can't say that with that almost speaking likeness in front of " painted to tho portrait With a sodden movement she smudged a brushful of paint over the faco on the canvas. "What areyou doing? Arc yon mad?' "Ko, not now." "But remember the fine technique.' For an instant she paused—but only for an instant Then she took some more paint and rubbed it violently ovei the portrait I saw Meadow s-looking round the door and beckoned him in. “Yonr portrait is done for," I said. She threw down beg palette. "Jack! uuk at it!” she cried, with a laugh that seemed to catch in her throat. There is now hanging in the Meadvs* dining room a portrait of the masr of the house. It is not at all a good | :l painting, but Jack gases at it with sat-1 ‘ isfaction. It is by his wife, and when ! " her friends suggest that she has flatter j ' ed her husband she smiles. I saw her looking at it rather! sadly and I asked her if she were regret j ting tho one she had destroyed. I’. rhap- : ' was an in.1 -ereot question. , i ' 1 She shook her head. "Ko, sometime-j I think I acted hastily, for it really was od," she said. "But surely this one is, on tho whole, bettor:" said L "Jack thinks so," she answered, and io sighed.—Westminster Budget.

nary smile PRESENTATION AT COURT.

much given to that “the pre- < ,rd chamberlain dlity of anyone

hose

will n, yearly

. a tirawingbear tiic close

ung more rigorous."

us is a farrago of th. purest fiction. >’• ** ,r DmdonTruth. Aaamatterof el. the hufl elmuhs-rlaiu takes no n-cautions” whatever, ami It is diffiIt to ra.in-civw bow this official could ssibly investigate th.. auteerdeuta at e hordes of nom-nlities w ho now go court, unless he were provided with a

ig herself excluded fro

> she is punished

r. if a lady o t invitation Hi

e lord chamberlain •r that her preson-

"A POT OF THE BEST CHAW."

ndia company,' written to Mr. Eaton, another

vered.

“How's t

? Is she dissatisfied with it." bo said, emphasiz-

ing thu pronoun.

“Surely you are pleased?” said L “lawk here. Bailer," he aaid. with a burst of confidence. "That wretched portrait is undermining my happiness. It's no more like me than that poster," and be pointed to a flaming placard. “I’m not a vain chap, you know, but I do bar tiring handed down to posterity looking like a criminal lunatic.” "But it can the as bad as that? Maud would never do you injustice," I said. Kot intentionally, but she swears to the good likrncjs, though I can't see how she can. JR"hen I suggested it was a bit unflattering, she said she must paint what ahe saw, and that ahe could not tamper with the truth of art. I jnst laughed and said, joking, that there -*n for a little more truth, and was hurt and said site had no t men could be ao vain.” you left it at that?" if you aaw the thing you wouldn't be enrprisgd." "I should like to see it,” I aaid. Come along then. Maud is out this afternoon, her sister told me will go to her studio, and you can give me your unbiased opinion.'' So we went together and climbed np to Maud's painting room. The portrait, •till wet, was oo the case! Meadows pointed to it in eloquent silence. I was ailant too It was ao painfully realistic that it Verged on oaricatnre. "Well,” said Meadows, “conld you live in the same house with it if it were

your portrait?' -

“One might get used to it in time," I

answered.

"Yet she is fond of yon," I aaid. "Surely if yon ask her to suppress it as

a personal favor"—

.. “She would only «ay it was my vanity. " he answered gloomily. "There is nothing to be done she must choose itween -mo and my portrait, nnless" “Unless what?" 1 asked as he paused. "Yon could persuade her. Tall her it ain't do her justice, either of us justice. Do. there's a good fellow. She has

no end of respect fur yon. ”

I conld not resist his appeal and

•- appears the follow ing

in his diary on the 25th : "I did send for a binn drink, of which I before." This is proof f the drink in England K-f-l it is recorded that ompnny pn-sentod the ouudi and two ouncea

COLORADO FISH HAVE LEGS.

during the day. Of the strangest appeari to be hi.-. Thi* is that tin- e-

luted a

A pretty story of how Henry M. Stany wooed and won Miss Dorothy TennauL thougli coming to us Irani private

i, hii« been made sufficiently pub-

lic to avert the charge of undue personality. Miss Tennam. it i- well known, was Uie original of Sir John Millais' famous picture, "Ye» or Ku?” It seems that Stanley had asked thu question,

and the reply was "No."_

The gnat explorer went to Africa again, ami after several years returned

to London, to find himself i .ed of man of the day. The thought of'Miss still uppermost in his n

resolved that his first visit should ho to her home. In his impatience for the morrow ho turned over the cards and note-s with which the table was strewn, and selecting one haphazard decided to while away tho time by attending a

tain reception.

The first pereen ho met there

Mias Tennant. They greeted each other formally, but later in tboevening Stanley retired to a small anteroom, to find that Mies Tennant had likewise sought solitude. A somewhat embarrassing sl-

ued. broken at last by the

woman saying, with the manner of

io "making conversation:"

“Do you find Loudon much changed,

r. Stanley? - '

"No,I haven't found London changed, and I've not changed either." returned the explorer, with hi* usual intrepid

ity. "Have you?”

^ Yo*. I've changed," answered Mias I

Tennant softly.

A few day* later Millais received a i

note from hia former aubject. beginning: |putting the pautrVs iwfe»tors _ -MT.Py s '» Juhs—The momentous qo™ death. House cat*, as time goes by, ai tut'decided. It is a Jarful J changing. Formerly they were aetii

by day and vigilant by night. The 1

loti

In the

ity of Mexico,

Is iqM-cies is most abundant, to earth again in Denver with tile .ii - s abnormally heavy rainfall., morning when Janitor Smith

opened the windows in order to air the office against the arrival of Mrs. Shut. , he beheld an object on the aill outside which caused him to spring back in horror. Squatted on the sill was a hideous, dirty-hued green and yellow reptile, about ten inches in length.

■"*- * ’ J ’ ‘ bulldog, an

loutii. wide

upen,i

il that topere-d ti

A fallacy entertained by n

* - mice is that h

The belief i>

re and leas troublcspme method

Wlwa She Uetened. •Liston I" he biased.

No,"the answered, and taming upon her heel brusquely slit left him there

drncy of improved civilization U make them sleepy by day and rovers

by night.

promised to do my best, “And sorely that is ahe coming up the stairs now,"

—id 1 aa we heard footstoja. “Yea. Well, apeak to her i

In London .is a sect whisk keens up the worship of the Greek divffiitie*.

she was a telephone girl by pro- 1 1<ec P in P * liv « all the rituals with which U and it was not her wont to lia- i lhv •"■“‘"ous Olympian hierarchy was anything duIcm she was sure it i o!,! " 0,lt ,0 ,H- okedand propitiatwas snouo of her bealuesa. _ Detroit ™, - tl " - “ un ' - ,im ' - Ul,;re “ “ rami I Journal. >■ select order in I'ari* which worship* the — | devil, erecting aiirine* to the arch eneJap (MinUr* Id KmUng. | my and altar* lit with his own fire. The Japanese pres-rru their potatoes 1 Tlle , ‘ : ' l ‘‘ nre *hteU of both societies in sugar, pickle their plums aud salt | ' 1 .' ow ,hat ,he 7 are bi » prosperouscon-

cheny blossoms to infuse as too. They [ a

*at candy and other sweets at the same , Jardin iir* i'i*ntr* ' time with their aoupa, fish and vegeU- | The Pari* Jardln des Plan tea owes iu

_*? “ iak .“ in ,bB ori lP n 10 “ florist who, in the time of

t blaa. The ^ said chewing of food the great.-

plimeut to thu boat?

w the com- Hen by IV.. grew all s..rto of native and

imiMirled plants, to a-ll flowx-rs aa model* to the manufacturers of embroid-

eries and laceo. A, .