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lish rustics before a hurdy-gurdy and white mice) As the two move slowly away down the cenat the strangers as they pass.
tral alley of the garden—every head turning to “We should have done better to advertise gaze after the trailing Indian silk, the marvelous and placard,” says Lady Pamela, when they find parasol, the fair“ unconscious" face of Vivianthemselves, by this time with an attendant crowd, a new possibility flashes across Jeanne's mind. in the straggling mountain-lane that leads up Miss Vivash is ambitious, disappointed, has newly from Badenweiler proper to the Kursaal. “The lost a wealthy lover-conditions, surely, under masses must be educated before they can appre- which a heart like hers might easily be caught ii. ciate the Æsthetic.—Janet, child, I don't know, the rebound. Why weave romances about Gerall things considered, that I would mind chang- man counts or German professors when the solid ing dresses with you for the remainder of the English acres, the position, the title of Sir Chrisday."
topher Marlowe may lie at Beauty's very door? Sir Christopher looks, gravely admiring, at Lady Pamela seems to guess her thoughts. Jeanne's plain cotton frock, at her broad-brimmed “A stranger might wonder, might he not, at peasant's hat.
the position in which our friends, yonder, stand “Miss Dempster's dress is idyllic,” he re- toward each other. I wonder at it myself, somemarks, with his little air of dilettante conviction. times. But you must know, my dear, we are “Gainsborough would have been glad of her, people with a past-Kit Marlowe, Vivian, and I. just as she stands, as a model.”
At your age, naturally, all verbs are conjugated “Washed-out prints, cobbler-made shoes, in the present tense, * J'aime, tu aimes, il aime.' coral necklace, and all,” interrupts Jeanne, quickly We have reached the passé indéfini—you see I fearful of ridicule. “I wonder, in Mr. Gains- have not quite forgotten my French grammarborough's absence, how many conquests my we have got to nous avons aimé." idyllic appearance will make at Badenweiler?" “Who is 'we'?” asks Jeanne with interest.
“ Herr Wolfgang is to be there,” observes “Not-Lady Pamela Lawless and Sir ChristoVivian laconically. “He asked leave to meet pher Marlowe ?” us with such pretty humility that I had not the “We show so many lingering symptoms of heart to say nay.
Of one conquest Jeanne is sentiment, do we not ?" replies Lady Pamelacertain."
Jeanne thinks with a somewhat heightened color. “Yes, of one conquest Fräulein Jeanne is “Everything about us so clearly denotes a pair certain,” repeats Sir Christopher, in a tone that of antiquated turtle-doves? No, child, no ! brings the color to the girl's cheeks.
"Je l'aime. Kit Marlowe is free to pay idle compliments, "• Tu l'adores. an he lists. There his liberty ends. The pre- « Il l'épouse.' cise length of tether that shall be accorded to “If Kit Marlowe and I were to conjugate the him for the remainder of the afternoon is speedily verb'aimer,' we should do so, depend upon it, measured out by Miss Vivash.
according to the most advanced spirit of an en“Gainsborough may have had his own crotch- lightened age." ety ideas," so she remarks, as they enter the As Lady Pamela speaks, they turn into one wicket-gate of the Kurgarten. “I have mine; of the narrow paths that lead up through coolest and I say that the coloring of our group does not emerald shade from the main avenue of the garharmonize. Our group, as a natural consequence, dens. Five or six minutes' brisk asçent brings must divide-do not all the painters declare that, them to the summit of the hill—the steepest, if I am not artistic, I am nothing? Who comes surely, of any Kurgarten in Germany—among with me? Will you, Sir Christopher?” (This in the ruins of the Schloss. Immediately below is a sweet little tone of coaxing entreaty. She is a sheer declivity, clothed in every varied green not generally sweet to Sir Christopher Marlowe.) of juniper, beech, and mountain-ash. Behind “Bygones shall, for once, be bygones, and we and to the left are the Black Forest highlands; will try, really and honestly, if we can not remain crest after crest succeeding each other in long, half an hour in each other's society without quar- soft stretches of wavy outline; a very sea of hill, reling."
blue, undulating, as old Ocean himself. To the Sir Christopher's afternoon, I repeat, is laid west is open plain, here purple, here golden, as out for him: pleasantly, surely. What better the clouds slowly succeed each other athwart the fate could a man desire, under summer sunshine, sinking sun. The chimneys and roofs of Mühlwith music playing, and soft winds blowing, than hausen glisten, like points of fire, in the middle to be Beauty's escort ?—what better fate-unless distance. In the foreground are a coffee-table, it chance that he and Beauty have gone through three or four painted chairs, and one of those the like kind of paradisiacal experiences already, gigantic revolving spyglasses, with varicolored and grown sick of them!
compartments, through which the German holiday-maker loves, in the intervals between Wag- the hunting season, too, when you would say the ner's music of the future, and the present con- human heart could brood over nothing longsumption of cakes and coffee, to gaze on nature. save a black frost! I have told you, have I not,
“ Awfully jolly machine !” exclaims Lady how Vivian and I first became allied? GrandPamela, turning the wheel briskly. Would the papa Vauxhall had disinterred her during his Pyramids, St. Peter's, the Venus of Milo, elicit autumn's yachting, in some little village, westany higher form of approval from her lips ? ward ho! He announced his discovery, as an “ Life seen under difficulties of every shade and astronomer might announce the finding of a new complexion. Rose-color! Ah, I knew the mean- planet, in the clubs, engaged a painter and a poet ing of rose-color, myself, at the age of fifteen, to give his trouvaille the hall-mark of fashion, and with Uncle Paget's stud still to the fore. and brought her and her mamma to stay with Green! Yes, and I have lived for two long years the Ladies Vauxhall in London. Mamma, as a in that atmosphere, grass-green as the monster first condition of success, we had to dismiss. It jealousy could make it. Yellow! Artificial sun- seems undutiful, you think, Jeanne; but what shine, champagne, gaslight ; pleasures high- should a Beauty Regnant do with a dowdy little rouged and spicily flavored ; life as it is, now- Devonshire parsoness dogging her steps ? Mamas it has been, rather, any time during the pastma, her honest head turned by her daughter's six seasons. And next, smoke-color! Rheu- budding greatness, we had to pack up and send matism, district-visiting, the odd trick, a father home, and Vivian and I, under grandpapa's auconfessor—the future. --Be thankful, little Jeanne, spices, set up our joint establishment. that you are only seventeen, further off by a •That establishment was of a most delusive dozen years than I from the smoke-colored de- and transitory nature," muses Lady Pamela partment; the mixed process of satiety and re- mournfully. “A nutshell of a house, abutting gret that men term ‘sobering down.'"
on the Park, certainly, but so small, cruel tongues She puts her hand under Jeanne's arm, and averred, that our maids had to lodge under the they continue their walk; emerging ere long upon kitchen table and our page in the coal-scuttle. the Frühlingsblume Plateau, a terrace immedi- A nutshell of a house, a miniature brougham, a ately above the Kursaal, thronged at this sunset family coachman (from the livery stables), and a hour with loungers, and where the symphony in couple of riding-horses, all paid for-perhaps I spots attracts nearly as much attention as Bee- ought to say all not paid for—by the month. thoven's Symphony in B flat (an epitome, say the For the yachting and hunting seasons we trusted Germans, of every phase of happy love !), which to the hospitality of our friends, and our childthe band, at the present moment, plays deli- like faith was rewarded—I don't say without occiously.
casional rebuffs; but these we were large-souled But Lady Pamela's thoughts and converse enough to overlook. Aspirant Beauties must still are grave. “Yes,” she goes on, leading her have no flesh and blood about them, as the man companion apart from the crowd, “we have got, who was pilloried said of tradesmen; no passions, all three of us, Herr Wolfgang will soon make no resentments! August saw us on board the an indifferent fourth, to the passé indéfini. Nous easiest-laced, most convivial yacht in Cowes. In avons aimé, poor little Kit Marlowe, I will say, September we were on the moors. Winter found to his credit, very honestly. You think it strange, us at Leamington. At Leamington poor little do you not, that we should all be as good com- Kit Marlowe came to grief.” rades as we are, and nothing more? Janet, I Lady Pamela stops short, a flush on her cheek, will whisper you a secret that is the secret of a light unwonted in her eyes. All the plainness half London as well. In days gone by, exactly of her face seems at this moment to be swept a twelvemonth ago next November, Sir Christo- away, as if by magic. pher Marlowe was over head and ears in love "Beauty, Jeanne," she resumes, presently, with Miss Vivash (or with the reputation of her “has its peculiar temptations (I wonder how ofBeauty-I have never been quite sure which), ten I have heard that phrase ?), with which no and she laughed at him.”
ugly woman can really sympathize. Beauty may There is no mistake about it this time. The lure on an honest man to the utmost, refuse, accolor does deepen on Lady Pamela's cheek; her cept, refuse him, all in half a week, and then lip trembles.
make a jest of him among his friends afterward. “ Laughed at him, relented, accepted an en- The world will shrug its shoulders over his fate. gagement-ring—we have it still, among our mu- Heartless? My dear fellow, who would credit a seum of trophies—and threw him over; all within professional Beauty with a heart? Coquetry, the space of six short November days. Ah! vanity, greed-qualities which in other women those miserable days—I never thought a man may be vices—are her virtues. Kit Marlowe could be so hard hit-just at the beginning of jilted ? Kit Marlowe must accustom himself to
his position, as his betters, not a few, have done And the words had a sneer in them. Sir Chrisbefore him.
topher has been loyal as a brother through “The old Duke of Beaujolais, I should tell good report and through evil-through evil, esyou, was in Leamington just then; padded, de- pecially." crepit, one foot in a slipper, the other in the “And is brotherly loyalty a state of feeling grave, needing a couple of servants to support sure to last ? ” asks little Jeanne. him to his wheel-chair, or lift him from his car- It will last in this case, child. Sir Christoriage. And a horrid whisper ran through the pher is not made of such poor stuff as to pin his length and breadth of Leamington society that heart upon his sleeve a second time. No; Kit his Grace might remarry. 'Twas a whisper only; Marlowe will remain a bachelor, and l-well, but it decided Kit Marlowe's fate. What chance there is some kind of cousinship between us to for a poor little country-gentleman, with his three start with, and I already am ‘nine-and-twenty, or four thousand a year, against the bewildering, and used up.' It will not take many more years pulse-stirring possibility of winning the Duke of before I shall be old and staid enough to keep Beaujolais's heart?"
house for him with propriety. . . . Did any civi“Sir Christopher took his punishment stout- lized people ever stare like these?" ly," Lady Pamela finishes. He did more. He Four white-capped Freiburg students have continued, as not one man out of fifty would stretched themselves across the path, and gravehave done, a friend of the woman who had jilted ly, as though they were conducting some scienhim. Half a dozen times since, when events tific research, are examining the symphony in have been taking a threatening enough turn for spots through four pairs of spectacles. us, Sir Christopher has worked them straight One would think they had never seen an again, and not in the Vauxhall fashion. From ugly woman queerly dressed in their lives befirst to last, Lord Vauxhall's patronage of Vivian fore,” says Lady Pamela calmly. Let us hope was—an advertisement of Lord Vauxhall's van- that the native mind will recover its equilibrium ity. “The town wanted a new beauty,' grand- before the ball begins. I mean to dance every papa used to say, with his big laugh, and dance throughout the programme, if the Teuton I invented one. I hope I am not to be made will only collect his scattered wits sufficiently to sponsor for all my Invention's future career.' invite me.”
(To be continued.)
THE MALAKANI; OR, SPIRITUAL CHRISTIANS IN
"HE Russian Government has invited the among the most pernicious sects, and as their
Malakani, a sect of milk-drinkers, to set- wealth might be supposed to arouse envy. What tle in the Kars district.” The sect to which this fixes the eyes of Europeans, as well as of Rusrecently issued telegram of Reuter's office* re- sians, upon them, is indeed the unqualified praise fers, having most of its adherents in certain vil- bestowed upon them by every one; and the lages of Eastern and Southern Russia, was in- sharp contrast universally acknowledged to exist troduced to the notice of the British public by between them and their surroundings. In order Mr. Wallace, who, in 1872, visited several of its to enable the reader to understand this, we must congregations, and held colloquies with the elders.begin by throwing a glance on the other peasants The Malakani's Presbyterian organization, their of the East Russian steppes. familiarity with the Bible, the eagerness, earnest- Those other peasants are in no respect much ness, and shrewdness displayed by them in con- above, and in some important points decidedly troversy, strongly reminded Mr. Wallace of his below, the neighboring Kirghiz nomads. Their Scotch home and elicited his lively sympathy. villages, very similar to the winter quarters of Nor are their own countrymen less favorably dis- well-to-do Kirghiz, are as gray and uniform as posed toward them—a fact all the more remark- nomad encampments. The low, lengthy huts, able, as the Russian law classes the Malakani with roofs of half-rotten thatch, are built of mud
mixed with chopped straw, and stand in vast ir* Dated St. Petersburg, January 21, 1879; see the regular yards, inclosed by crumbling walls of the "Times” and other newspapers of the 23d.
same material. Only a few two-storied wooden
houses belonging to corn-dealers and usurers The total result is that the increase of wealth
breeches, and horsemen in Kirghiz array, and cattle, three to five hundred on the largest holdwith Mongol features — differs most markedly ings, and the still more numerous sheep, are from the dilapidation and wild disorder custom- placed in the hands of Kirghiz herdsmen, who, ary in Russian farmyards. As regards the houses, having felt tents, horses, and some cattle of their the best of them, similar in shape to those of the own, encamp the whole year on the steppe, and, dealers in other parts of Alexandroff Gai, are living exactly like other Kirghiz, perform their wooden, brightly painted, two-storied, with an herdsmen's duties on horseback. Their pay is outside staircase leading to the gallery which quite sufficient for their small wants; and they, runs along the upper story; and over that story as well as the numerous farm-servants and laa garret with a small balcony-altogether a state- borers in the Malakani's employ, are faithful to ly-looking building. The second-rate houses, their masters because they are treated, not as one-storied and of weather-stained wood, and beasts of burden, but as fellow men. “We feed the still poorer huts of mud bricks, are remark- our work-people with beef,” said one of the able only by their neatness. The center of the largest Malakan farmers to me, “because what upper story in the best houses is formed by a tastes sweet to us also tastes sweet to them." large, hall-like room with broad benches along Such farming as that which I have just dethe walls and one or two tables. Here prayer- scribed is possible only in a very thinly inhabited meetings are held and guests are received. part, where land may be had from the crown at On either side of the hall is a good-sized room, a yearly rent of about twopence an acre. In inhabited, the one by the elder, the other by the the somewhat more westerly districts, life is not younger members of the family. On the ground- so easy; but there are other advantages of which floor are the kitchen and the store-rooms. The the Malakani avail themselves with much energy whole house is neat and orderly; and the poorer and skill. My host, in one of the villages which houses, though less attractive, are also pleasant shared in the murdering raid into the Kirghiz and homelike. The dress of the inhabitants is territory, devotes his attention to a variety of analogous to their abode; that is to say, it differs pursuits. Land in that neighborhood, which, from that of the other peasants only in neatness though sixty miles farther westward than Alexand substantiality, not in material or cut. All androff Gaï, is nearly sixty miles from the Volga, the clothes—with the exception of the elderly is proportionably dear (ten shillings an acre yearmen's cloth caftans, the baggy trousers of black ly rent for the best land), on account of the comcotton velvet or other thick cotton stuff, and the petition of the German colonies in the vicinity. sheepskin furs—are made of cotton prints or Yet my host, nothing daunted, extends his farmscarlet cottonades, and the men are girt with ing from year to year, and has now six hundred twisted woolen shawls. Yet, in spite of this at- acres under wheat, recouping himself by the high tire, and of the hair dressed and cut, and the quality of his produce, part of which he sells for beards worn just as other peasants have them, seed. He owns two four-mills. When cattle the fact that the Malakani are very different from are cheap he takes to slaughtering, and sells the their fellow villagers is apparent at the first sight hides, tallow, and meat. The village fair is of most of them, in the honest, beaming eyes, the leased to him, and he lets the permanent booths mild expression of the faces, and the frankness and the places for temporary stalls. His house, of the address, though that is somewhat sub- similar to the best houses in Alexandroff Gaï, is dued by a but too easily explicable shyness. used by him for receiving travelers, chiefly corn
The Malakani's prosperity is owing to their dealers, from the ports on the Volga, whom he intelligence, their frugality, to the confidence they attracts by assisting them in their purchases, and enjoy, to the unity within their families, and to by the fairness of his terms. Some Malakani their mutual assistance. In Alexandroff Gai, have large orchards systematically tended and where, notwithstanding the abundance of land, watered, and producing rich harvests of valuable there is much poverty among the other peasants, apples; some are carriers, some are tanners and every Malakan household is at least above need; dealers in leather, some are carpenters, some are and the twelve wealthiest Malakan families hold house-painters; some of the women make thick, together two hundred thousand acres of crown velvety rugs for which they themselves dye the land, the individual holdings varying between wool; and, whatever the Malakani undertake, three and forty thousand acres. Each of these every one likes to have intercourse with them, vast tracts is used principally for cattle- or sheep- convinced of the soundness of their labor and of breeding, and a small part for wheat-growing in their faithfulness in keeping their word—rare satthe above-described fashion; that is to say, every isfactions in Eastern Russia. My own business year some of the pasture is turned into fields, transactions with two of my Malakan hosts and each field, after having been cultivated for strongly reminded me of some of the best traits two years, is again turned into pasture. The of European life. I had furnished my room, in