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And then the inherent curse put a hand on his shoulder; heHis parents were dead; there was no anchor, nor had lying ambition enmeshed him There was a little property, the incoh for his wants Without any influence whatever, save his pleasing address and his wide education, he blarneyed the State Department out of a consulate They sent hi, with the diplonity as a tail to the kite He had been in the service some two years by now, and those who knew him well rather wondered at his sedative turn of arded Car neither for proical deductions simmered down to one: Cherchez la femme

He knew that his case would never be tried in court nor settled out of it; and he realized that it would be far better to weigh anchor and set his course for other parts But no man ever quite forsakes his drea attributes of an angel, when, had he known it, she was only angelic

The drea over his illusions; and Carmichael was rather boyish in his drea round her! What exploits on her behalf! But never anything happened, and never was the grand duke called upon to offer his benediction

It was all very foolish and ronized this more readily than he No A house, and no Aravitation Still, man is master of his dreams, and he may do as he pleases in the confines of this small circle Outside these tehted youngfaces, never forgetting benefits, loving a fight but never provoking one So he and the world were friends Diplomacy has its synonym in tact, and he was an able tactician, for all that an Irishenerally likened to a bull in a china-shop

"How the deuce will it end?"--etWashington for ardens and listen to the band They are playing dirges to-night, and anything funereal will be a light and happy tonic to my present state of mind"