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W* THK LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., MARCH 17, 1898. ybo GOOD TO 511 TRUE. Oh, many a vision I’vo chrrishod. To brighten the clsys of my life, Of a home iiinid rosc*s embowered. Of some ono to greet me u-t wife. But to have such a home as you offer, To have such a lover as you, With a heart so devoted and tender, Seems almost too good to be true. I remember the times in my girlhood I felt it my pride and my joy To have your attendance at parties. For you were the favorite boy. And though there were handsomer maid ens. And others much richer than 1, There was noue of the group so heart broken, When you left without saying goodby. I heard of you then in the city. And knew you were makin,; a name. Each day by the efforts of genius Securing a permanent tame, And 1 fancied you must have forgotten The poor little girl you once knew, And to have you come back us a sui,or Seems almost too good to be true. I hoped to have cards to your wedding, To the church and reception beside. Where I might with tearful emotion Congratulate you—no, the bride, But to stand by your side at the altar To be solemnly married to you— It seems, when I think it all over, As if ’twere too good to be true. —Josephine Pollard in New York Ledger. AN AWKWARD FIX. “Do you think two girls onght to be born so exactly alike?” said Charlie Dacre, ruefully twisting up a cigarette. The other man laughed. “Are you talking of those two Den nison girls? They’re not exactly alike. ” “It’s all very well fer you, but I haven’t your long eight, and I declare to you if I gcg either of them at a little distance or in a had light I can’t tell which is which. I am going to a party tonight given by the respected parents of my Dennison, and I positively dread it.” “Perhaps tliey play tricks on you,” said Ballantyue. “One of them is rather skittish. ” Charlie got himself up that night with extraordinary care, and as he was a good looking fellow he presented a rather striking appearance as he entered Mrs. Dennison’s drawing rooms. He had teen detained, so that most of the guests had arrived when ho came, and his inamorata was nowhere to be seen. But shortly after he had paid his re spects to the host and hostess the daugh ter of the house, prettily dressed in white and blue, came up. Dacre begged for a dance—two dances. “I’m so sorry,” said she, “but I’vo nothing vacant till the lancers. You’re a little late, Mr. Dacre, you see,” with a slight accent of reproach as she gave him her card. Charlie apologized in the humblest terms, and the girl be stowed a smile on him as she was led away. Dacre went to seek her in good time t his lancers. She sat on an ottoman ti distant part of the room, where the wping folds of a curtain formed a ide from the glare of the lights. The blue and white of her filmy gown stood out against the dark background. Dacre hastened across the room to her. “Miss Dennison—my dance,” he said eagerly. “May I?” She turned her pretty face and arched her eyebrows in surprise. “Yes,” said Charlie, “the lancers— you promised—oh, I beg your pardon. You're your cousin—I mean, the other Miss Deunison—and, of course, I haven’t seen you before. ” Then, -.ecovering from his confusion before the young lady could speak, he added; “I hope I'm not too late to get a dance, Miss Dennison?” Having secured this, he sought the other Isabel. “Why in the Ihud’s name do they dress alike?” he muttered in nervous fear of another mistake. Ho might bo continually coming across the one ho didn’t want, like a recurring decimal. Several times ho bore down on a fair girl in blue and white, but turned away, deciding that be had only come on an Isabel in ui;other place. The lancers had begun. It was in full swing before he came suddenly on a sofa where sat the Isabel. “Miss Dennison,” he stammered, “I’m so sorry”— “Pray don’t apologize,” said she coldly. “I aseure you the delay is not of the slightest moment. ” “Indeed, it was quite unintentional,” said the unfortunate Charlie in despair. “I hav^Aeca looking for you”— “1 ffino been sitting hero the last ten minutes, and you passed me just now.” “I saw a blue and white dress,” ac knowledged Charlie, “but some people came between it and me. Won’t you forgive me and dance this? It isn’t too late.” “I think my mother wants me,’’ said •Isabel, rising with dignity. “May I take you to her?” “No, thank you.” • Charlie only got pardoned when everybody was going. He was nnd with himself, but could not bring himself to acknowledge the teal reason of his ap parent neglect. He was sensitive about these constant mistakes. They went on happening, of courae, the one Isabel laughing at him, which he dreaded, the other turning haughty and offended. He offered some flowers to a Dennison girl one day and she said demurely, “Are you sure they were meant for me?” “Whom else could they he meant for?” said Charlie sentimentally. “My cousin, perhaps—she’s over there,” said the girl merrily. Dacre flushed in unutterable confusion and took back the flowers, scarcely know ing what he did. And when he turned away ho met the scornful eyt^i of a girl who must be the Isabel he wanted be cause the girl ke had left wasn’t she. It was quite impossible to present the flowers, and he made a crestfallen es- cafrirsa soon as be could. “Hang it, I’ll end all this!” he said angrily one day. "But I shall have to be careful, if I am happily sucoeesfui. that I marry the right girl. It would be awfully awkward if 1 didn't.” His opportunity scented thrown into his hands, for ho was invited to spend a week at a country bouse where the Isabel was also going with her mother. Ho sat next her at dinner, and to fcis great delight saw no cthi tr Isabel. “We shall Ihj a larger party tomor row,” said the young lady. “My cocs- iua are coming. ” “The—the Dennisons?” Charlie al most gasped. “Not all of them—only Irabel and Lucy. ” This was comforting. And both Isa bels had such an odious habit of dress ing in the same colors! Why didn’t they wear aillereut colored ribbons, like i’rench twins? He got along fairly well, with great care ami caution. One evening he saw Isabel Dennison entering the library. He knew it was his one because she had on a gray dress, whereas her cousin had worn a green one during the day. It was too dark to see her features. He followed her into the room. “The nicest time ter a chat,” he said, and she made a movement as if to leave ihe room, flitting toward a far ther door. “Yes. but I’m afraid I can’t stay,’’ she said. “I only came to fetch some thing I left here.” “Well—but don’t go—stay a min ute,” said Dacre entreatingly. He bad no doubt at all about his accuracy as to identity. He r desire to escape from bin: was a fauru proof, let alone others, for it was precisely the desire she had shown in the lust few days, and which he took as a favorable sign. * ‘Miss Den nison—Isabel—am I mistaken in think ing—in hoping—you know—you surely must know that I Jove you!” The girl had stood still for a second, while Charlie rushed on with bis decla ration, but she intemipted him hastily: “indeed, Air. Dacre, I’m iifraid’*— “Don't say that,” saifl Cliprlie, go ing nearer. "AH those weeks in town— i down here, when we have Ltcp thrown so much together—I surely have* not mis understood?'’ A stilled sound cqme from the dim figure before him, whether laugh or what be could not tcl^.but Jic suddyuly started back, and in go doiyg came face to face w ith another Isabel in a gray dress. if the earth had opened and swallow ed him, Charlie would have been thankful. This was the crowning disas ter. Neither Isabel stirred. Which, in heaven’s name, was which? To whom had ho proposed? How should he ever know ho had got the right Isabel? Ho recognized after the first wild movement that he must save the situa tion. Ho approached the newcomer, who eyed him disdainfully. “Miss Dennison—Isabel,” be began. “Which Miss Dennison do you intend to cddress, Mr. Dacre?” she demanded stiffly. “ilow the deuce should I know? It is nearly dark, and you both evade me. ” “You had better pursue your eouver- euticn with the lady you seem to recog nize best, and I will retire.” Tho ether Isabel sprang forward. “Don’t be a goose, cousin,” said she, half laughing, "and you, Air. Dacre, wait a minute. You know very well, Isabel, it’s all a mistake, and I’d have interrupted Mr. Ducro before only he was so impetuous 1 had no time. He didn’t mean me at all”— “Mr. Dacre doesn’t seem to know whom be means,” said the offended Is abel. “I know very well when I can sec them,” murmured Charlie, nearly crashed. “litre goes for a light.” But when a blaze of light illumined the room only one Isabel remained. Dacre took her hand. SCIENCE OF CRAPS. LIKEWISE THE LINGO OF THE POP ULAR SOUTHERN GAME. Xow Yon Know “Whmfn Goins On” Whan Yon See a Lot of Fellows Grouped on the Sidewalk —The Darky’s Favorito Method of Gauihlius- “Come seven-eleven!” “Fade you!” “Cut bis throat, seven!” “Jimmy Hicks, take my gal to Mem- phii it” ho one*, quite said. sure?” she asked “Yea are t!* “Are ycu archly. “Ah, that’s frcc-1! Of coarse I am. What will you say to me, Isabel—for give mo and”— “Love you,” whispered Isabel. “I hope it’s the right one,” said Bal- lantyne when the marriage ceremony was over, “hut upon my word he was almost taking the bridesmaid’s hand in stead of tho bride’s.”—London Star. How He Itecame u Cynic. Soui3 lovable traits of character in Prosper Merimee, the famous French novelist, who has left to posterity the reputation of a misanthrope and a cynic, are revealed in the* pages of Augustus Filou’s “Merimee and liis Friends.” M. Filon tells us bow this celebrated author devoted 1U0 louis of his salary as senator toward pensioning an old prefect of Louis Philippe who had been ruined by the revolution of 1M4S, and how lor 20 years he assisted and pro tected a humble sculptor in whom he bad become interested. U. Filon relates an incident of Meri- mce’s childhood that shows how sus ceptible his nature was to strong im pressions, and how responsible older people, and particularly parents, are for tho development of certain traits in children. When the future novelist was 5 years of age, he was once punished by his mother for some naughtiness of w hich he was guilty. Mme. Merimee, who was an artist, and who was at the time engaged at her easel, put the culpni cut of the room and closed the doer upon him. The little Prosper, already penitent, anxiously besought forgiveness through ! the closed door, expressing great con- ' tritiou and promising good behavior, I but the door remained inexorably shut. I Fiuajly, after much effort, he opened it l and drugged himself upon Ids knees to- , ward bis mother. His piteous supplica tions and his pathetic uttitnue so amused Mme. Merimee that she bcgu:> to laugh. Instantly rising from his lowly pos tnro he exclaimed indignantly, “Since you mock mu I will never usk pardon again.” He kept his word. Thus w^- •own tho need of a certain cynical phil ©sophy that tainted bu after life. Big Dick is mine!” “Come, Little Joe!” These expressions are a part of the vocabulary which accompanies any well arranged sitting of the southern darky’s great game of craps. Throughout the entire south the game is now probably played, although it has been in existence culy about 20 years. But just how r the name origi nated is not known. It is used in only one part of the game, on the very first throw, when the thrower is said to ‘’crap out. ” The rules under which the remarka ble game is played are interesting. From ono of the king crap players of Atlanta I have been initiated into the mysteries of the game, and I have giv en all the rules here as faithfully as if I was transcribing the new rules in whist. Any number of persons can shoot craps. I say shoot advisedly, for no crap player ever uses the word play. The game is played with two dice. The first player places them in the hollow of his right baud (unless he is left hand ed), and, shaking them about a bit, throws them upon the floor or the ground, generally the ground. Before he throws he states how much he is throwing for, usually a nickel. Some one among the other players cries out: “I fade you I” That means the thrower’s money is covered. There then can be as many side bets as the other players wish to make. If on the first throw the player makes 7 or 11, he wins. If he throws 2, i) or 12 on the first throw, he loses, or craps out. If he throws 4, 5, 6, 8, 1) or 10, that is called his point, and he throws again until be either makes his point once more or makes 7. If he makes his point before be makes 7, he wins, but if 7 conies first he loses. The thrower can hold the dice as long as he continues to win, but when he loses he surrenders them to the next player. Any person in the game has the right to pick up the dice quickly when a play er makes the first throw. He does this to see that no loaded dice have been smuggled into the game. Tho usual way of doing this is for a player to reach out as tho dice fall and say: “My dice.” He examines them, blows on them and, tossing them back to tho thrower, says: “Your dice; shoot.” If this is attempted at any other stage of the game except on the first throw, a legitimate show down of white handled razors is in order. The person who of fers to cover the thrower’s money is called the “fader.” Most of the betting in the game is done by those who am standing around. Nearly all the points on the dice are named. Four is called “little Joe,” 5 is called “Phoebe” or “fever,” <>is known as “Jimmy Hicks,” 9 is “Liz” and 10 is “big Dick,” sometimes also culled "big Tom.” When a game has bet a arranged, those who have the cash sit or stand around, and the first thrower tosses up his coin and gets ready to shoot. Ho blows upen the dice, makes an exclama tion that sounds like a deep, aspirated “h!” throws tho dice upon the ground and as they fall snaps his lingers sharp ly. This may seen; like some special trimmings, but tho maneuvers are as much a part of the game as putting up tho money. When he has been faded, tho outside betting begins, the thrower acting slowly to give time for all the gamblers to get their money up. The inan who bets with the thrower is said to “like him.” As tho game progresses you can hear the thrower as he first tosses the dice exclaim, “Come seven-eleven!” If he fails either to win or crap oat, he will then cry as he tries to make his point: “Come to see me, Little Joe,” or Big Dick or Liz, or whatever his point is. The man who has faded him or who is betting against him on the outside will say: “Cut him off, seven!” "Cut his throat, seven!” “Come under him, sev en!” W r heu Liz—that is nine—is first thrown, the player always exclaims, “Liz is the gal for me. “ The words which accompany Jimmy Hicks, a throw of six, are, “Big Six, take my gal to Memphis.” A smooth place on the ground is al ways preferable to the floor of a room. A table is entirely out of the question. Many times a gang of negro gamblers will play on the sidewalk npder tho glare of an electric light, and boys are stationed in the middle cf each block to keep a watch for the approach of a po liceman and to give a signal if one is seen® omiug. The game is played by tho old and the young, in the country and in the cities, by railroad hands and deckhands on tho river steamboats. Negroes in the large cities know scarcely any other tiurt of gambling. The steamboat hands play night and day, and theft have been known to return after a long trip with every cent of their earnings gone into the pockets of the lucky players. Here in Atlanta there are all-sorts of crap shooters, including the big gam blers and the small boys, who will shoot for anything of value, often the clothes on their backs. Hardly a week passes without some place, usually an alley, being raided and a lot of the “crap shooters” arrested. Bet the gambling cannot be broken up.—Atlanta Consti tution. EVEN'NO. Boft a cloud li yon bloc rldiro—the mere Seems firm as solid crystal, breathless, clear. And motionless, und to the gazer's eye. Deeper than ocean, in the immensity Of its vague mountains and unreal sky I But, from the process in that still retreat. Turn to minuter changes at our feet; Observe how dewy twilight has withdrawn The crowd of daisies from the shaven lawu, And has rostorei to view its tender green. That, while the mn rode high, was lost be neath their dazzliti;? sheen. An emblem this >f what the sober hour Can do for mind/ disposed to feel i:s power! Thus oft, when we in vain have wished away The pretty pleasures of the garish day, Meek eve shuts up the whole usurping host (Unbashful dwarfs each glittering at his post). And leaves the disineombered rfpirit free To reassume a staid simplicity. Tis well. Br.t what arc helps of time nnd place When wisdom stands in need of nature's grace. Why do good thoughts, invoked or not, dt> seencl, Like angels from their bowers, our Virtues to befriend; If yet tomorrow, unbelieved, may say, “I come to open cut, for fresh display, The elastic vanities of yesterday r" —Wordsworth's "Evening Voluntaries.” DECLINED THE JAM. SEASONS WHY M’WILLIAMS DECIDED TO FOREGO THE DAINTY. THE CAFES OF VIENNA. HUMORS OF HERALDRY. Pitfalls For the Unwary Dabblers In the Ancient Science. To most ordinary folk the language of heraldry is as uninteresting and as meaningless as the jargon of astrology and of alchemy. Griffins and harpies, lions, eagles, unicorns, dolphins and other possible and impossible birds, beasts and fishes, whether rampant or sejant or concbant or stataut, convey absolutely no meaning to any one un versed in the mysteries of heraldic lere. Such a one is apt to scoff, like the Earl of Chesterfield, at the whole science und practice of heraldry us a foolish busi ness. When a herald on a visitation tour called on Lord Chesterfield and had stated the object of his visit, his lord- ship said peremptorily and none too civilly, “Begone, you foolish fellow; you don’t understand your own foolish business.” This saying has been credit ed to that past master of sharp and cut ting sarcasms Lord Westbury, but Hor ace Walpole tells the original story. Harry Hotspur, according to Shakes peare, was of much tho same mind as his lordship of Chesterfield. He talked with contempt of A dragon ami a ilnlt-sa Csb, A clip winged griffin and n molten raven, A couching lion and a rampant cat, And Huck a deal of akimblu akambie stuff As puts mo from my luith. It is so easy for the unskilled dabbler to go astray. A year or two ago a reve nue officer, giving evidence in one of the law courts, described a heraldic de vice on some chairs as “a rampant lion standing on its bind legs.” Thereupon a daily newspaper poured contempt upon the official evidence and declared that a lion rampant, whether “gar- daut,” “regardant” or “passant,” rest ed his body on only one leg, but “se jant” he rested on two. Next some cue wrote to the learned weekly known as Tho Antiquary’s Newspaper, holding this dictum up toscoru. “Imagine,” be cried, ”u lion ‘rampant sejant’ on two legs.” Lastly came another correspond ent of the same paper, who roundly de clared that the daily journalist was cor rect, and that the miserable lion “se jant” did find accommodation on both legs. What outsider dure have hn opin ion on so momentous a subject when learned doctors disagreed? Heraldry, however, whether it be now getting out It V.'az the Special Feature of a Banquet Got Up to Entertain Hi* Gucatu, but He Could Sec tbo Uitcben From a Window of Ilia Itoonn. When a man has enthusiastically planned a hunting trip iu the Rockies, inviting friends from Louden anti Paris, and a slight mishap at the beginning threatens to spoil everything, ho may be excused for adopting desperate meas ures. That was the position of McWil liams from New York. A mountain freshet had delayed his- party at a half way house among the foothills of tho Rockies. Lord So-and-so, considering himself a great hunter of the grizzly, seemed to think the elements bad con spired against bis own august person age. The German count fumed and fussed. The Frenchman, by asking questions that took all edge from tho German’s stories of prowess in the chase, increased the general irritation. Mutterings about “colonial savagery” came from the British member cf par liament. The Indian guides hung about iu disconsolate groups, while tho valets bore the brunt of all ill bumor. Unex pectedly taxed, the little half way house was in an uproar of confusion finding room and food for tho unusual number of geests. McWilliams was net accountable for tho irresponsible moun tain stream, but he began to feel very uneasy about the outcome of his plans. When the other men chafed at tho de lay and grumbled over tbo accommoda tion and talked of turning back, be was in desperation. He appealed to tbo French Canadian and the half breed wife who kept tbo house. "See here, Joe!” And McWilliams displayed a roll cf bills. “You’reto lay such a spread for the next few days as hungry men never before set eyes on.” “Oui, monsieur!” grunted the fron tiersman, promising a feast that very night which was to include fresh salmon and prairie chicken and venison, with a rare French Canadian jam made only on the occasion of a birth or a marriage. This promise the Frenchman confirmed with a stout English oath and a kick at the Newfoundland pup. , Greatly relieved, McWilliams told his friends of tbo banquet iu prepara tion, mentioning especially the jam. The announcement caused a perceptible clearing of glum expressions, and Mac withdrew to have a smoko over the di lemma. A savory smell that verified Joe’s pledges steamed up to his room overlooking the back kitchen, and by and by tbo Frenchman and his dusky spouse carried out a huge iron pot be tween them. From tbe spicy odor rising McWilliams concluded tho pot must coufaiu the promised jam, aud, if the smell were any index, very good jam 1 too. It stood in the yard cooling, and I when tbe clumsy pup wabbled near Mac gave a hiss that sent the dog floun dering off. Tbe dinner bell rang, end tbe sponsor for the party heard the others hurrying I to the long, uuplastercd hall that did dnty as dining room. Knocking tho ashes from his pipe, ho was about to I join those below when a doleful chorus * of repentant howls sounded from the , , , ,. , , , back yard. After tho manner of its kind of date or not, has played a useful par j tl)at waa beut on instigating tbe in personal and family as la nat oua ccntfutg of the forbiddeu pot . Having history, and is still studied with delight BhaJubled aud B u itfed d0Bcr and closer, by many umateuu as well as by pro- tho Nfewfonud i and finally got his fore- paws on the edge and leaned over. Then 1 a long neck stretched down farther aud ■ farther toward the jam, till the wag- l ging end of that dog’s anatomy was 1 overbalanced, aud with a Hull splash he tumbled iu bodily. The squaw was ou as well as fessed antiquaries aud lovers of tbe days that are gone. It is not proposed here to toneb further upon the serious side of heraldry. It will bo more interesting possibly to glance at seme of its more amusing aspects. Tbe zoology aud ornitholcgy of her aldry are richly mediaeval iu flavor. Coats of arms abound with monsters more or less of a hybrid character, whose existence was once firmly believ ed in, bnt which have long been rele gated to the region of myth. There is the “gryphon” who figures appropriate; ly enough in “Alice in Wonderland, tbe scene in a second. If it had not been so serious, McWilliams would have laughed, but the mishap was now no laughing mutter to him. The wpmau grabbed tho squirming intruder by the scruff of tbe neck. Dripping with pre serves, the bowling animal was lifted out aud held aloof. The dangling legs pawed the air, but the squaw relentless- aud nuder tbe name of “griffin or j j be j d ou und carc f u iiy scraped every ; “griffon” is one of the commonest of j prL , dous JJiorsd ()f trickling jam down heraldic beasts. It was usually repre sented us part eagle aud part lion aud is really a very Formidable looking mon ster. Onr forefathers seem to have be lieved iu its actual existence. An an cient herald wrote of tbe griffin, “I think they are of great hngeness, for I have u claw of one of tiieir paws which should show t^em to bo as big as two lions.” One would like to have seen that wonderful and unique claw. Then there is tbe harpy, taken from the Greek mythology and represented heraldically as a vulture with the head und breast of a woman. Other fabulous adornments of coats of arms are the basilisk, the unicorn, tbe wyveru and dragons innumerable. Tho wyvern was of the dragon tribe, bat stood ou two legs and feet borrow ed from tho eagle. Our ancestors may have bad their doubts about tbe existence of tbe wyveru, bnt iu^tbe unicorn aud the basilisk they bad full belief. Onr older writers have frequent allusions to both, especially to tbe basilisk, which was supposed to bo able to kill even by a look or by its breath.—Fireside. A Japineae Fable. The following fable from tbe Jap anese is u neat hit at woman’s capacity for overdoing pretty much everything that she undertakes: Once upon a time a man discovered the j|pntaiuof youth. Thunks to its magic, ^returned young, strong aud hearty k tbe laud from which but a short ..vne before he bud departed an old aud feeble man. Tbe first person be met after bis retcru was au old woman, aud he told her about tbe fountain. The woman know u good thing when she beard it, aud she at once set off to seek rejuvenation upon her own account; Tbe next day when tbe man again repaired to tbe fountain be fonud by ita side a few days’ old bubo. It wus tbe womuu. She bad ow done it. precious the soaked fur into tbe pot. Then, with an expletive that was neither Cree nor French, she plumped that pup on the strong instep of her moccasiucd foot and hoisted him high through parabolic space to u remote corner of tbe yard. “Don’t ycu dare serve”— reared Mc Williams, but the tquaw bad darted back to the kitchen. Now, us a man of honor, what was tbo proper course for McWilliams? Each discontented sportsman had been consol ed by the thought of that treat. Tbo mere prospect cf tho banquet had allay ed irritation. They were heaping curses enough on the food and accommodation of the half way house without this ad ditional mishap becoming known. What should he do? He hesitated, und iu hes itating, like many, before him, wus lost, for as ho was going down stairs with the purpose to do an indefinite something tho jam was being served. The squaw hud been in too great a hur ry to place tbe delicacy before tho guests, aud every man of the crowd al ready had a lavish belping ( and was rel ishing the dainty along with venison. “By Jove, McWilliams,” exclaimed Lord So-and-so, “late to a feast with jam like this?” “Bon!” pronounced tbe Frenchman between mouthfuls. '^Tres bou.” "Gut!” echoed the German, for once (agreeing with his adversary. Truly, thought the host, harmony is restored. "Here’s to Joseph’s health for the treat aud to success for the trip,” said tbe British M. P., raising his glass. “Amen!” responded McWilliams fer vently. “There’s nothing like that jam under tbe sun, bnt I’m afraid it's a lit tle too rich for me.” “Zay,” afterward inquired one valet of Lord So-and-so's man, “Meestcr Veelam not take no zham?” “Thoseblawsted Yankees,” answered blue buttons, “don't knot? a good thing when they see it. ”—New York Sum The Part They Play In tii* Ufa of the Gay Anstrlan Capital. , Cafes are for the Viennese a second home, aud they all have two kinds of clients—th« “stnmmgacste” cr habi tues, and the “lanfaude,” or transients. Tilt* habitues, commonly railed “wirt- nanslrctler” (eefe brother-), have tables reserved for them, an 1 vroe betr’.e the man who ventures to take possession of this sacred property. There arc many Viennese who iu tbe past 80 or 40 years have sat at the same table in the same corner day after day, drinking the same brew of beer or brand of wine aud smoking the same sort of tobacco in tho same old pipes. A stammgaest general ly spends from three to four hours every day at bis cafe, the natural result being a great loss of time and money. But the Vietfuese are notm’-erly. The maxim they follow is found in the German proverb which seems to have been writ ten on purpose for them, “Lebeu und leben lasseu” (“Live aud let live”). Besides these cafes there are a num ber of “restaurant cellars” in Vienna, similar to the cellars of Leipsic, Ham burg aud Bremen, where people go to drink wine aud partake of delicateseen, pates, oysters, caviar, smoked fish, Westphalian sausages and other eata bles of the same general sort. There aro certain cellars, like the old Felsenkel- ler, which aie arranged like grottoes. The Felecukellur bus been visited by many European celebrities, and ou ita walls aro scratched the autographs of Victor Hugo, Meyerbeer, Wagner, Brahms, Alexandre Dumas, father and son, und many others. The most picturesque of these cellars is the Esterhazy keller, open every day from 11 a. m. until 1:80 tbo following morning. In this subLrruucau resort there aro no tables, chairs cr gaslights. A few old benches against tho walls and some wretched caudles are tho only furnishings. Tho demimonde, petit monde and the quart de moude frequent this cellar to a great extent. A perfe-ct babel of languages prevail—German, Polish, Czech, Russian, French, Hun garian, Slavonian, Italian, Servian, Bulgarian, Roumanian and Greek may all be heard spoken iu the space of a few minutes, giving u splendid idea of Vienna’s cosmopolitan nature and a striking proof that the imperial capital of tbo Hapsburgs is not a German city, but a town which is neither European nor oriental, aud possessing a cachet cf its ov.u, which partakes both cf tbo east aud the west Notwithstanding tho Bohemian aspect cf this Esterhazy hel ler and tho poor quality of tbe food provided the two kinds of wine served aro worthy of a royal table. Excellent wine is to bo found at all Vienna cafes, much cf which is na tive. Austria and Hungary together grow some 15 different wines. Emperor Charles IV transplanted iu 134h vim a from Burgundy to Melnik and Czer- uosek. In lower Austria vineyards are found 9,000 feet above tbe sea level. Tbe wines of Gumpoldskircheu, Vceslau aud Klosterueubourg can vie with Bur gundy and certain Rhine wines. In southern Tyrol, in Styria, Cariu- thia, Moravia, Illyria, Dalmatia, Hun gary and Croatia first class wine is made aud forms in the Slav provinces tbe habitual drink of rich and poor alike. The consequence is that the Slav races of Austria are far more energetic and of finer physique than tbe German Aus trians, who become bloated by excessivo beer drinking. It is not easy to find good food at tho Vienna cafes and restaurants, however. Tho Viennese manner of cooking is as international as are tbe Viennese them selves. The best is found iu tbe hotels, all of which have three different classes of restaurants—one underground for tho “petits employes” aud coachmen, ouo on tbe ground floor for the Vienneso upper and middle classes aud finally ono on tbe first floor for foreigners. For 50 cents of American money a Viennese gets a portion cf meat, a vegetable und a sweet dish, which is certainly not cheap when compared with other conti nental capitals. Thu usual time for din ner is from 1 to 8 p. m., aud supper i» taken at any time between 7 aud 11. As the theaters are over by 10, supper is taken afterward. At that time of night every cafe iu Vienna is crowded. A Viennese who has gone to the theater with his wife and children would frac ture all conventions if he did not tuktr his family to sup at a cafe.—Chicago Inter Ocean. How Royalty Danced In Dalle*. Many of tho members of the Euglr 1* royal family are Infown to take a keeu interest in the drama, some of then* even delighting to take part in tbe the atrical performances. As far as is known, however, they have never in dulged iu bullet dancing on their own account. It was different, however, iu tbe days of Henry VIII, for that jovial monarch of the many wives actually- encouraged bis daughter, tho Princess Mary, to appear before* the court as tbe principal dancer in several ballets aud pantomimes. When the princess first appeared in one cf these ballets, she wore a black crape mask iu tbe charac ter of au Ethiopian princess, but she soon became emboldened aud freely took her part as a dancer in the court balls and pageants. Princess Mary appeared before tba French embassadors at Greenwich pal ace in tbe spring of 1527 with fiva of her ladies in waiting, disguised iu Ic«- lalrdic dresses, and tbo contemporary chronicles inform us that, with six lords in the costume of .the same country, sne “danced lustily about tbo hall.” At another banquet uud masque, before tho same embassadors, the Princess Mai/ issued from u cave with her seven'wom en all appareled after the Roman fash ion in rich cloth of gold aud cnnism tinsel. Their hair was wrapped in caol» cf gold, with bonnets of csimsou velvet, set full o? pearls aud precious stouoa. Mary uud her ladies then danced a bal let with eight lords.—New York Trig one.