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3‘. The Male 0! the flesdemana. “ I wonder what of a brave woman ? The speaker lay in an attitude of careless case on the deck of a mer- chant ship lying at; anchor in an Australian port. He was very hand- some, and rather youngâ€"perhaps twenty or soâ€"with a boyish face, curly, golden hair, and a. lithe form, seen to advantage in his uniform. His blue eyes looked straight; at the face of his companion-31 darker, graver face, bearing the seal of thirty years on the broad brow and in the restless eyes. .1: “I wonder who she is,” said one gentleman to another as they walked leisurly up and down beneath the shelter of the shed. It was a ver* wet afternoon in October. The twilight; was CIOSing‘, and the lamps in the busy little station of Ripston threw a bright light on the wet platform and wetter umbrellas of the few passengers who were waiting for the train now dueâ€" among tnem a girl with a pale yet sweet face, and golden hair peeping from beneath a shabby, black bonnet. Sho was dressed in a timeâ€"worn waterâ€" proof cloak, and carried a roll of music in her hand. “ One who thinks no sacrifice too great for the sake of her duty or her honor.” " I thought you meant something in the Grace Darling line,” said the younger man, lifting his cap with its mate’s badge, and letting the wind play among his sunny curls. “You set so much store on that one virtue, Robert.” A passionate glow darted from the dark eyes of the elder man. “‘ I do,” he answered bitterly ; “ my life for ten years past has been an empty existence through the lack of that. one virtue in a woman.” ' Gilbert glanced at him. It was an eloquent look, in which pity, sym- papllx, and wonder were blended. nu n,‘ small portrait at the ‘other‘s' feet. Robert Alleyne picked it up, “That is my sister, Megâ€"Any eldest sister, Robert. I don’t exactly know Wheth- or she would come up to your stan- d rd of an ideal brave woman; but, ny thinking she is the dearest girl in the worldâ€"save one.” The sun went downâ€"the red died 1n the westâ€"but the dream 'of that night kept warm and bright in the heart of the dreamer. Gilbert’s face was turned away, the other looked. at the likeness-~31, first critically, t_hen eagerly. “ She looks true,” he mused. “ Am I a. fool for deeming all women false because one was untrueâ€"for letting that old disappointment make me what I amâ€"a hard reckless fellow, trying to kill time by cruising about in my uncle’s ships, and letting my wealth lie useless almost forgotten ? was it a happy fate that led this lad across my path ? \Vhew ! I am getting sentimental over a girl’s face ;” and somehow a thought too tremulously sweet for utterance rose up and beat against his heart for utterance. “ It must-be even yet so that some one would wait and. watch for me too.” 1 “ The mail is in,” he said presently; f; I had a lejster, Bohegt. 4869‘4119116 "1 can ' 'picture Vyoiu' home, Gilbert,” he gald mg length, musineg râ€"“a sunnyâ€"fronted rector , wheréih loving and tender memories of you are among the dearest pleasuresâ€" where every book you ever read, every song you ever sang, are held in reverence. I should like to know your people. If ever we go back to England do you think they would welcome me for your sake ?” “ It must be pleasant to have some one thinking of a fellow when he is “way ‘ in perils by sea” " murmured the elder 111an,wistfully. “It must be pleasant to look forward to a home and Woman’s loving welcome at the end of the peril.” Something in Gilbert’s throat kept him from replying. Tears in the eyes might be hiddenâ€"tears in the voice would shame his manhood. There was a long silencewso long that Gilbert Langston fell asleep with his head piIIOWed on his arm. The other sat still, with the miniature in his hand just where the sunset flash- ed on it, revealing a fair face, doubt- ing, unsatisfied eyes, full of u want that the coming years might or might not satisfy. “They would" welcome you for yom: own, plid fel‘low.” " GOOD-BYE.” the driver seid‘.’ As the coach wént ofi' in a. whirl . A .. [And the enachman bowed his handsome head] " Be good to yourself. my air}. “ Ah! many a. fond good-bye I’ve heird From many an'whing heart, ‘ . And many a. friendly farewell word W hen strangers come WW$;_-':'1 And Pvt: h‘aa’md mlhousand merry quip: And many a. senaelessmkes ' ‘ Ali'dmnny nfervcnt player from 1196‘ but all a-trembling spoke; And many a bit of good advice In smooth pgoverbinl phrage: ml many a. mahr-of llttlc pnce â€" For health and ha;.py days ; But musing how the human soul ,[Whate’enheFoms may mu] sml measures by us self -c0ntr01 its greatest EOJd or “1-- 0f benedictions I protest. ’Mid many a shining pearl I like the merry conchman’s hast-- " Ba good to yourself, my glrl.” “ Be Good to Yourselfl” We come at. the birth nfioy on earth, When the summer days tyre long. . When the mon} ll “hemi- m with mmh. And the eve ll olosegl with 55mg ; _ When the soft soqth mud, to klss mclmed Comes whxapermg thiou gh the grove. AgdAthe _wm:m rams_fali_ M3 Nature’scall‘ When the sky is blue and clouds are few. In the noontlde heat we bask. And drlnk till we nod the crystal dew When the stairs peep through night‘s mas From many a. bower at twilizh t’s hour We behold fond lovers meet. And on weddingâ€"day bestrew the way In our fragrance at their feet. When the summer goes. our revels close, For with autumn oometh care. And the garden path no nger glows With our colors rich (1 rare. O’er the cottage door we climb no more, With acheermz grace to bloom ; White. pink and reg, our petals we’d shed, When the shortening days bring gloom. “Sh‘eis governess to the children i?1£§§vi'xie"f$i E'iiiédQB'tS iévo. Song of the Roses. is your definition '3 mask tii’ééc‘ééf was the répl‘jr. -’ - ‘- “You know’her then ‘2" asked the firgfigpgaglgey cpriously. “No. ‘ I had a slight acquaintance with her fatherâ€"a very nice fellow. He diedlu the summerof some fever, caught while Visiting a. pom-person. 'He was Rector ol Chilingâ€"you know where that is ?â€"â€"three or four miles from here. Perhaps you know him ? Langston the name was.” ~ “ No, 1 do not think so.” “ I believe he died very poorâ€"left a large family almost unprovided for. This girl supports herself, and perâ€" haps does more ; but you know what woman’s earnings amount .to. Have a cigar? here comes the train at last, thank goodness 1” the two entered a first-class carriage, drew up the win- ‘ dew, and leaned back on the luxurious ‘eushions, while the object 'of their conversation crept into a thirdhlass carriage, and quietly‘took seat. 1 ‘7', V O I a: Yes, the story of the golden-haired girl vats told in those few careless sentences, forgotten almost as soon as uttered. The quiet, calm of the sweet face was unruflied by the discomfort. around her; her eyes were bent u on her lap as her busy thoughts gew away, far beyond the dingy and crowded carriage. " Fancy papE’s daughte'r _0n the stage ? But then fancy papa’s daugh- ter wearing fingerlessgglovcs and traveling liko‘ this.” A little smile curled the sober lips an instant. A whiff of smoke from her neighbors clay1)i1)e wafted in her face, and waved .about her head. She sat very still, while the rain beat against the windows, and only a driving mist of darknCSS could be seen without. The train came to a brief pause soon at a little wayside station called Chilling. The girl got out with a slight shiver, and, unfurl- ingher umbrella, prepared for a. long walk through mud and rain and dark- 7; .Ij‘mngpmbe-ftha? mama Le}: i‘éacé‘éi’” “was the réply. -’ '3‘ - A few days later came a letter with the Plymouth postmarkâ€"“only a few hasty words: .' ifMI DARLINGsâ€"We are fairly off. 11 088 Tho firelight flickered softly on the walls of a little room; the red car- pet and moreen curtains of which, despite their thread-bare shabbiness, gave an 'air of warmth and home- comfort to the apartment. On a sofa. lay ‘a lady in a widow’s cap. She looked very fragile; but the lines round the mouth and the shadow on the forehead told of the heart’s wea- riness more than the body’s sickness â€"â€"-Ve1'y weary it was sometimes. 1 “‘Till we meet again T” repeated the girl, trying to still horheart’s wild beating as she watched him away. “ My Father, give me strength till then.” By the fire sat a girl of perhaps eighteen summers, Her face was all brightness, her brown eyes were full of sunshineâ€"a very radiance of gladness. The full, red lips were made for smiling brightest, perhaps, when all around was darkness. There was a smile on them now, while her heart Went dancingover the waters to a. far country, in the wake oran- other heart that was gone before. A homeless orphan,,she had been given a home in this family ten years be- fore. The opening of the door broke her reverieLflA very ; bright smile greeted ’ i ' “VGuard it well, Meg; it is an unâ€" told secret yet” he said, solemnly. “ N 0w, good bye. Let me have (me smile to take across the sea. God keep us all-till we meet again I” U “Oh, mammal Kate? he is com-- ing homeâ€"nowâ€"Gilbert, I mean! He only received our let-tor about dear papa two months ago. He does not say much about, it, only a. few sad words. And, momma, he is bring» ing some one with himâ€"the friendof whom he wrote 'bcf01'c~â€"'Mr. Al- leynefi’ The tone was tender. He took her hands and‘looked down at her face. Meg’s lip quivered, but she lifted her eyes bravely. f“N0t too hard. You must not pity me; you, too, have to bear. Gilbert, 1 have known your secret long.” Gilbert’s leave was upâ€"the Des- demona was taut and ready for sea, bound for J are. Robert Alleyne had left his friend’s home about afort- night before. Meg, who had begged a holiday of her employers for the last day of her brother’s stay, walked to the Chilling station with him. In these last moments a secret trembled on her lips many times before it found utterance. “My darling, my heart bloods when I think of what. yournufiorings may be coming this winter. Meg, I would throw up my berth, and stay in England, ifI had a chance of carn- ing anything; but 1 have been to sea so long, What am I fit for but a sailor?” ' “ Do not think of it Gilbert; it would ruin your prospects, dear.” “ I will send hdmc ~my pay as soon as we get out thereâ€" everything Meg, you may depend upon it; but, meantime-â€"-” ~- “ Gilbert,”.came at’ last, half sadly, half shyly, “ 1 ought to tell you that Mr. Alleyne ” Meg came to a pahse. Gilbert looked at; her quick- 1y. “ Gilbe-rt; can you ask? 5 My earn- ings wiil be almost our only settled moans. How could I leave mamma and all the little ones ? And do you think I would bring such a. burden upon a generonsman’s bounty?” The pain found utterance in the passion- ate words and tone. The white lips quivol‘ed. “lVe shall get on somehow, Gil bert.” ‘ ~ “And, for yourself, my little Sis- ter; is this not hard to bear ‘3” v “ I think I can guess the 1'cst,Meg. Robert Alleync has asked you to be his wife,” he said. “And. I have refused,” she said, with an effort. ' There was at long pause. “Was that well, Meg? He is wealthy. of ,the Robert; Alleyne goes with us againâ€"‘1 for the sake of my company, he says. I am glad of this. Wish me ban voy- age. Mother, my thoughts are with you in all and through all. ‘ So he went, leaving behind him sad hem-ts, all the sadder for his goingâ€"hearts vhat looked forward, trembling, doubting, ,fearing to ask themselves when and in what misery ther'negtz meeting would be. Robert Alleyne leant on the bul- warks‘ of the Desdemona, looking with dark, dreamy eyes at the White Cliffs fading rapidly from sight as the ship sped on. .. “Only a inonth,” he thought, “ only'a month since I saw them loom up to welcome. us home again. And since then another life drama is over for Incâ€"over; and the curtain has fallen for good this time, I think. Yes,,she is brave and steadfast. She, by her deeds, has put to shame my shrinking, cowardly lifeâ€"my mean unbelief. I am punished; my very words rise up and condemn me. Only one thing I knowâ€"she is noble brave, and: and because of it my pas- sionate love and all hope of happiness on earth lie buried in the waves beâ€" neath mvfeel‘.” On the deck of a. homeward-bpund shipâ€"homeward‘bonnd in the Indian oceanâ€"a little group were gathered round a fair-faced man who Was read- ing, in clear and solemn accents, the burial service "over their captain. They lowered him into the waters that were gleaming in the sunâ€"the bright, dancing waters of the great ocean, that closed up again, after In his cabin lay another man, with the shadow of coming death -on his ibronzed brow, and lips parched with lfever. ‘ Over him bent; the one who had v~ read the, burial service, and clasped his hand. - “It is almost over, dear friend.” . A look of intense agony met the sick man’s upturned gaze. “ Be brave, old fellow,” _ he whis- pered. “ It was a skipper'yon buried just now, was it not ? 1 shall be next. Tell her I loved her to the last; her face has been in my dreams so often, latelyâ€"her name will be the last on my lips. She will think of me someâ€" times in the days to come." gaihelring one more to tho lnliltitude of her dead, and left no trace upon her sunlit bosom. “It is the last resource, mother.” “It is none the loss hard.” “Mother, it breaks my heart to see ypu fading'before our eyes day by day, for Want of prepay nourishment There was a moment’s hush. Then the gang-way was drawn 'up. The rough men, who, had no time for weeping, returned to their work, and the ship sped on, with her flag half- mast high, to the old countr ', whence one had. gene out who would never return. » Then he spoke in a voice tremu- lous for the first time. He had but to speak to be obeyed. They knelt around him on the wet deck, and many there who had long forgotten to pray answered “amen” to Gilbert’s thanksgiving. A few hours later, the Desdemona, stripped of her glory, and looking like the ghost of herself", rode in safe waters. ’l‘here was a long pause; then he resumed speaking, with difficulty. . “I trust you will get safely to England, Gilbert. The craft is in your handsâ€"the skipper goneâ€"the first'mate down with this pitiless fever. Please God, themen will be spared. You are a good seaman, Gil- bertâ€"you do not fear ‘2” “If I mi ht; save you, my friendâ€" Suddenly from the mast-head came a shoutâ€"clear, strong, joyousâ€"that rang through the gloom and rose above the sullen sound of the broker surges ; “Land ahead!” The words rolled through the dis- mantled ship, and after the hush of joy, too deep for words, came the answering shout from many throats. The crew left their labor and crowd ed around the 9‘ lad ” who had saved themâ€"whose brave words and ex- ample had borne them< up. They bared their heads to bless him, they pressed close to clasp his handâ€" hard, weather beaten men, to whom he was scarcely more than a boy. [Dy d“ It is very easy for me to go, Gilbert; I do not suffer. I am anxi- ous for you, 01' I would have perfect peace. They are waiting and wva-tch- ing for youâ€"410 one will miss me." The gale was coming up with fear- ful strength. “ Deep call unto deep.” Waves mountain high lashed each other with terrible wrath. Breasting the storm rode a ship, laboring more and more as the night advanced. Bronzed cheeks grew pale when the masts fell away and the rent :‘f‘l‘l came down upon the deck. One among the little crew walked amid them fearless where all was fearâ€"one who yet bore on his calm face the lingering light of his boy- hood’s'grace. he walked among them, bidding them work While there was hope, urging, encouraging Sh” rough men Whose hearts he held By the power of his brave and. Run! words. As the night wore 01’] there was a sudden alarm, and fearful words-werespoken by one with vsmte lips. They needed to do so. But for him they had never done it. So the night wore on, with the storm and tne darkness. Would the day ever dawn for them ? I “(came at’last, agroy streak, and then a lurid red in the oust. - The wind had sunk, the fury ofthc waves .had abbated, but the leak remained a dreadful reality. A very little longer andâ€"I ' “ The ship has sprung a leak !” “ All hands to the pumps} Boy keep a good heart, for the sake < those at home I” friend 1‘” GILBERT ” (L a” ficctqp’s H gang». Elegy an ‘ n *- dospdififiigiy}! . .; - v “7 I am but a burden to you, dar‘ ing," was the wisrtful answer: ‘ V‘It’jsffigChljisfim‘a‘s week. More than a had. elapsed 'since Gilbert left them, ayegjjpf such rintonse sufi'erâ€" ing that. even Kate's sunny sr’niles weléequenched; » ~ v-‘Th‘e' family» Were living in Ripstoh1 now, in a, dingy little house, one of many such. in .a narrow street. Gilberthad sent home his earnings for £119 outward trip. These, with Meg’s .slendm' ‘salary and a. *trifle Kate earned; “by taking- plain 1100le “'0er ,wp'rlef 'all the helpless : family had to. live upon. ‘ ' «Edit Worse than the struggle with povertyéworse than the siglmof‘t‘he four ygung'childron, now, indeed, al- most 's’hdeles'sfâ€"was the increasing weakness of the mother. _'1‘_hé two girlglooked on in speechless agony. o “ I wouldvgive my lifeâ€"do (ii? Slit- fer anything 1” - Meg had said one day, passionately. ' ‘ ' ' - “W6 everythingbut bog ~1rsup 3088. that will be .the next thing”; gte- had apgslwerefl sadly. "' if Gilbert [would only covme !” It was the cry of their hearts by day and night; 'but the months wore on, and he came il'ot. ' ‘ " “My dearest boy, they W111 tell you that something has happened," she murmured 3 but ho was headless of her words. * Meg had three weeks holiday at Christmastide. She hadrpbtajhed a little daily teaching in‘an'othei" fami- ly, for the time. It was snowing hard that afternoon, and she buttonâ€" ed on the old wotorâ€"proof‘ cloak. He broke from them to bend over the Egarfu} face on. the pillow. N “Kate and I télkod about it ‘mamma, and we think it is the only thing for us to} do (1)1“'Vâ€"” . “Or, my Children must want. bread,” said the .mother slowly. “ Let it be 30.” She turned her face ‘aWay. ' " - ' _ .. 1‘ “ Then I may go to Mr. Farncombe now, and tell him I' will accept the offer he repeated last week Of engag: iny: mé at his theatre?” Thén they told Kate the glad tid- ings, who caught up the baby boy to kiss _him and wept over him for J0)? V111 the midst of it all a swinging step sounded on the uncarpeted stairs, making the mirth suddenly cease. The door was burst openâ€"there was a glad cry of “ Gilbert 1” and he stood among them, a powdering of snow upon his shoulders, and his own bright smile answering the torrent 01 welcomes. ' Meg spoke (steadily, bringing out the wordedistinctly, and as willing to face them in all their stern reality. It was, inde_e‘c_l,Ԥh(a last resource. She went out in silence, not even pausing to speak to the children, whose voices she heard in an upper 1'00111. Yet, a‘S'she walked through the snow, a vague, indefinable feeling, that was not all pain,~ came to her. ’ ' ‘ Conciousncss at length returned, and with it the wondrous gladneSS that flooded into the sacred heart making it beat as it had not for many along day. ' ' ME Fprnéompe was delighted to engage his ehildren’s pretty goverâ€" ness as anovelty. He undertook to give her the necessary instructionsâ€"- they " would be trifling, he knew. The girl was elegant and well educat- ed, and he, offered‘her a weekly salary more than doubleher present 9116!. A terrified shriek rang through the house, bringing the children from their play, and Kate Who had just returned, hastened up stairs. “ Meg, whatâ€"what is it ?” Springing forward, she lifted the fragile form and laid, it 011 the sofa, sending Dora fora’c‘andle while she chafed the thin hands in her own tenderfashion. “Something is going to happen,” thgljghfi Meg. “The Wgckly paymént will be bet- ter to us than the quarterly,” she thought, has she walla-(1‘ away, trying to tell he‘self vhu was glad. “She LWi‘ll «aka a fortune with that face and. mice,” said the manag- er to himself,“ he closed the door aflethmz. ~11: 131111.110. need of per- suasion to th1'.k\he 'was glad. » ‘ “ Come,” she said, sharply, gasping. for breathâ€"“ come and open this I dare notâ€"I have waited for you Kte has gone out to buy bread Come, open it quick, quick 01‘ I shall die! It is just come.” ‘ It was quite dark when Meg got home. She" let herself in quietly. The children were still at play in the upper robm. Meg went to the door m“ the sitting room and turned the handle. A single gas jet from the {w showed her the figure of her 13033.17" standing before the hearth With something in her hand. The baby was crying on the rug, but she did 116‘ eeem to hear him. M cg spi'ang forward and took what she held forth. It was a large blue envelope, with a strange seal, and addressed to Mrs.‘ Langston, the Rectory, Chilling. “ Ma‘vmma‘, be Ealmâ€"sit down,” she urged. ‘ “ Open it,” uttered the white lips. . Meg bent forward to the flames and obeyed, her hands trembling. ’She read the missive in silenceeâ€"shve could not read it aloud while her heart throbbed madly, and the blood rush- ed swiftly through her veins, and her brain was hot; and dizzy. Mrs. Lang- ston sat cowering with her eyes covered. Meg’s hand fell on her shoulder. ‘ “‘Mother, can you bare me to tell you something?” _ She looked up. _ The girls voice was so strange. “ It is ours, mnmma, yoursâ€"the fortune ! Do you hear, mam mm? The suit is decided in' your favor. We are no longer beggars.” “Oh, God this is too much !" With a. sudden cry she fell forward and lay at her daughters feet. “ Yes,” shev whispered 1 can.” ‘ I think “ Mother, I bring you good news â€"-â€"I am captain of the plettiest little craft on the ocean; and better than that, my salary is redoubled. Dear ones, I can help you at last !” “ Oh, Gilberlt vwo have won the chancel-y withâ€"uncle Grant’s money is ours!” sobbed Men“. “And v Meg neetul not go on tho stagefiz said Kate. “And mamma can have nice things to make her well,” said Dora. Gilbert, kneeling bent his sun‘iy head in his _mother’s lap, as he had done often in the old dzys, and cover- ing his face, remained silent a. long time. _ What aChIristmas that was. What fires roared in the cramped chimne’ys of. the dingy .house. What savory feasts Kate’s dextrous hand prepared. And amid it all they did. not forget those poor ones to whose suffering no bright; ond'had' come. Many a cramâ€" med basket found its Way to {be sad heartsand desolate homes. All the brighter was that Christâ€" mas for the presence of Robert Al- leyne. ‘He'w’as an invalid still, and it would be many weeks before he reeevered from the effects of the ter» rille fever- whieh had brought him so near to death. What evenings they spent around the fire, 'while Gilbert roasted chesnuts on the nar- row inconvenient bars, frem whieh they kept falling into the coals, to the delight of the children. The natives of Salop are not dull. They put the money and the absences together, and they whispered the result to one another. .They felt sure Jones was a highwayman. After a while, Mr. Cecilâ€"vwe may as well drop the aliasâ€"ebecame the avowed suitor of Sarah Hoggins ,' but the predatory ‘ notion still clung to her mother’s mind, land; she sturdin set her face against the. connection. The father’s logic was simple, and ultimately prevailed :â€" “ Why he has plenty of money.” He showed his easy circumstances, indeed, by taking land and by buying a site on which he erected the largest house in the neighbourhood, now called Burloigh Villa. It stands amongst fields, facing the Wrekin, some miles distant from, that landmark. They 'mariied. A daughter was born to, them, and died. She was buried in the little church- yard, but her grave was not forgotten. How eagerly they listened when Mr. Alleyne told the story of how Gilbert had brought the ship and cargo safely homehimself, after the skipper‘died’, an‘d‘the first mate, like Mr, Alleyne; my sick; and ofihow his uncles, the owners, had presented Gilbert with the command of one of their finest ships, together with a ‘purse of'gold and a gold ehronomeâ€" ter, adding that the whole affair was published in the London newspaper. l Often was M1“. Alleync {begio‘gcd forthis story, and so often was Gilâ€" bert called upon to SllOW his chroâ€" nometer, that; he declared that he would hang it up over the mantle- piece for public inspection during a whole week, after which no one shouldever persuade him to exhibit it. How tremulously glad was Meg when, on Christmas Eve, as she stood upon the narrow door-step listening to the Christmas chimes, Robert Al- leyne came to her, and, asking her no questions and speaking no word drew her to his breast in a silence more eloquent than speech, and held her so while the snow fell in soft flakes before them ; then, taking her hand, led her to join the others. .“ My brave Megâ€"mine at last 1” Those were the only words she neard, although they were all laugh- ing and ‘ehatting while they kissed her, and ‘wished her so much happi- ness‘in her new life. And how shy was Kate when Gilbert whispered softly in her ear under covgréof the noise: ’ 3:” > About 1790 a wanderer who had lost his way asked a nignt’s shelter at the cottage of a small farmer and shop- keeper, in the village of Bolas, Slump- shire. Strangers were unusual there, and, from a suspicion of his bonaficles, hospitality was refused. The Wanderer pressed his demand, and prayed that he might stay till morning, even if ' they would give him no more than a chair in the stoneâ€"floored lower room. The boon was at last granted, and the next morning the family and their forced guest made acquaintance with one another. . Ini‘w'i .‘5arali,ywho, in the full bloom ct rustic beauty, chained the soi-disant Mr. J ones’s eyes, and, through his eyes, his heart. And now the adventure of an hour, connected with intricate roads and coming night, was destined to affect the wanderer’s future life. Now from that Village, from those fields where Sarah milked the cows, from that dairy where her white arms persuaded cream into butter, Mr. Jones could not stir. He had stated to inquirers that his pari ticular function was that of an under~ takerâ€"a vocation which might have darkly hinted to Sarah that he was ready to undertake every office, however unaccustomed, in which she played a part. The. presence of Mr. Jones in the village in a short time became a fixed idea, The inhabitants looked upon him with respectful fear. As weeks went on, he made occasional absences from Bolas, always short, and confined to two or three days ; and on his return he seemed to abound with money. “Darling may I rivo;,.rig» “other another daughter, Meg’gfisfihet" another son ‘3” ' ' Even-if he had not heard the slow reply, the glimpse he caught of the laughing, happy eyes would have been answer enough. With a deep and joyous light in their clear depths, his own eyes looked in M eg’s when ‘she came to say good night, and he Whispered softly : “ Meg, it is the silver lining." The stranger’s enjoyment of the so ciety 0f Papa. ‘and Mamma Hoggins \v-w enhanced by the pl‘ersenpg 0_f_ her News at length reached ML-Cecil, A Real momauce‘ then become Lord Burleigh, which in- duced him to travel to London. His wife accompanied him. Although he. had been at great pains to have his“ wife educated and taught accomplish- ments, tradition still describes her as ignorant of her rank : and, therefore, she felt surprised at the reception Whieh they met with at the great houses 'of nobles and commoners on the road ‘They arrived at Stamford. They drove up to the Burleigh House, and then was put the question whether Sarah would like to be mistress there. The denoucment followed. The son of Sarah Hoggins succeeded i1; 1804 to the title of Marquis of Exe- ter. He died in 1867, and the grand- son of Sarah Hoggins is now the owner of the Marquisute and of' fair Burleigh. Mn. PITT IN A FROLIC..â€"â€"G1‘ea-t men need to unbend and have a good frolic, as well as other people. .The younger, William Pitt, was noted fordignity of person ,and for power of overawing as sociates. But he could play as well as rule. One day he was ‘in a. high frolic with.Lady Hester Stanhoge, James Stanhope and \Villiam Napier. They were struggling to hold him down and blackcn his face with a burnt cork, ,when a servant announced that Lords ‘Castlereagh and Liverpool, two of his associates in the Cabinet: had called on business. He said, coolly, “Let them wait in the outer room,” and went on with the sport. But finding himself overmatched, he said, " Stop, this won’t do ; I could easily beat you all, but we must’nt keep these grandees waiting rm longer." His associates washed 1 his face, hid the basin behind the sofa, I and the grandees were ushered in. The manner of Mr. Pitt suddenly changed. His tall, ungainly, bOny figure seemed to grow up to the ceiling, his head was thrown back, his eyes were fixed im- movany in one position, as if gazing into the heavens, and totally regardless of the two bending figures before him. He was cold and haughty ; they hum- ble and suppliant. In a few minutes Mr. Pitt bowed them out, and then turning round with a hearty laugh, caught up a cushion 11nd commenced the battle again. SHOULD HAY E THEM. THEY ARE 1.\T USE on the G. W. R>\ Ontario Government Buildings. London. BeHeville. Osha- wa, "'owmanvme_ and many other places in Canada. ' Full particulars on application to FIRJJ ENGINE I EVERY TOWN, Village and Factory SODA CAKE.â€"~1 lb of flour, 7“; lb rais- ins, lb curl-ants, lb raw sugar, lb butter, the rind of a lemon grated ofi’ with lump sugar, one small nut- meg, and 2 oz candied peel. Rub all well together, have ready rather more than a gill of hot milk (not boiling), in which two small teaspoon- fuls of carbonate of soda have been disolved; add it to the ingredients, stir ‘all well together, and pour into well-buttered moulds. Bake slowly three hours. JOHNSON PATENT COMBINED Fire and Qgirden Pumps! PRICE FELLow’s COMPOUND Svuur OF HYPO- PHOSPHITES will 5 )eedily and certainly arrest the depressing in 11ences of disease upon the nerves and musoles. It restores the appetite and induces a disposition to take on healthy flesh. It causes the formation of living blood, strengthening the action of both. Heart and Lungs. It sustains the system under tryi1 1 iwumstmces.;..and cay’ses the healthy L ,‘ elopmelj‘tfiff‘elfl‘the 1613334155111 " .’ '5' 1-4!" f .exntenoe. w. AND UALISAYA as a Chemical Food for the Brain and Nervous System is founded 011 well established Physiological principles, as it supplies the waste of tissues constantly going on in the system as the result of ment- al and physical exertion. This waste is greater than the food furnishes in all cases of Indigestion with mal-assimilation, great mental anxiety or excitement, exhaustion of vitality by bad habits or excesses, blood poisoning from disease or impure air, and in Uonsuinptive, Caneerous and Scorfulous con- stitutions ; and unless the supply is main- tained in an easily assimilated form great nervous and physical prostration inevitably follow. Phosphates are purely physiological in their action improving nutrition by proâ€" moting the convertion of albumen into fibriue, and the formation of healthy blood. They are the motive power of the nervous system, being the origin of nerve force, and they canâ€" not injure, as their function is to build up and vitalize all the organs. S at $1. Produces no nausea. Children are fond of it Beware of Imitatinns. Sold Everywhere, in b ttles at 25 Cents each. 80,000 IN USE EVERY HOUSE & STORE AGENTS WANTED FIOR ERUF. FOWLER’S GREAT WORK :1 Manuood. Womanhood an. ithelr Mu- tual Inter-relaxions: Love, its Laws, 810. Circulars and Terms sent free. .VVrite for By Royal Letters Patent. (IOPLAND’S .JWEET CASTOR OIL u UVVe want an agent in every county. “ First come first served.” Sample free. One agent made $170 in 1] days. Address Hudson River \Vire 00., 76 King St. \Vesb, TOronto, Ont. them to LANOEFIELD 1330 THERS, 30:3 In IHE USE OF DR. WHEEL vs 00M. POUND ELEXIR 0F PHOSPHATES “I; U. NUN'N, General Agent, Dominion of Canada. V ry putt of SHOULD HAVE ON 01“ THE EXPENSES PAID DOLLARS per “’ BB K . Liberal 1) $9 00 the t AGENTS WANTED [Strength unnlterch CHEMICAL w. C. NUNN, Liberal Discount to the trade. AND the Dominion Hamilton, O'nt BELLEViLLE 13.3er N . GILLE$BLB as 09;, TEAS, . Sue-Ans, latex." ‘ THE APHLETON ' Family ' Ktiitting A , Macmne ! .E-IAMILTnQN 1 It is recommended and prescribed by the ‘ principal medical men in Ontario and sold by Druggists at 25 cts. Use it and' avoid the trouble and unpleas- a'ntnesg of forcing children to take nauseous medicines; - : ‘ ARCHDALE WILSON & 00., m“ n Chemists. Hamjltqp. THE ONLY MACHINE EVER, INVENT E0 THAT MEN'S ALL THErIBEQUIEE- MENTS 01" THE PUBLIC. . SEND FOR. CIRCULAR. Ladies Wabted In every town and village it; Canadavto act 85‘ agents. 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Send for circular of lands and card. ‘ s. 0. CASE, ‘ NORTH CAROLINA andflVIR- . r GINIA LANDS“ EMULSION: 5 TH E' PUREST ITALIAN CASTOR OIL in which both the Taste and Smell re thoroughlh disgui,ed. ‘ Children Actually Cry For It! CAXSTOR OIL Secon'd hand pianos from FIFTY DOLLARS and upward 8; Send for Circular; Price List, Terms, 820., before purghasing elsewhere t9 7 Which we Offer at lowex rates than any other house in the Dominion. ' Anglo American Hotel HAMILTON, ONT. THOMAS VEAZIE, (Late of the Veazie House, Geneva, N .Y.,) Proprietor. , This wellâ€"known hotel has been 'i‘efitted throughout in the most modern style of a first-class hotel. His table is furnished with all the delicacies of the season. The most convenient Sample Room in the city for com- mercial travellers. Omnibus leaves in time for all trains east or west. Dec 6. '- tf; KING STREET WEST,‘ 1?. w. BEARMANw, mommron. GENERAL STAGE ‘ or“ ICE,‘ fiv’ib‘fifiéfififim 85"“6675 A Large Assortment of Pianos AND FOR ORGANS, Mason Hamlin Organ 170;, Boston, . George A. a 00., Buflalo‘, wo keep stock Nov. 11 WHOLESALE IMPORTEBS, 42 YOU;Q’G- STREET, . TORONTO. . C(IIOW A LARGE STOCK OF ' G EMS’ Fuamsnmcs; GENERAL SMALL ans. and FANCY Goons, LAmEs’ Consmsy Ila-01’ SKIRTS, BUSTLES, A , Cmoxows, Swrrcmcs and Bum. Please call and examino'our stock. Letter or- ders promptly und.pa,refully filled. Shirts, Collars, Fronts. Gente’ .Tewele. Umbrellas sand Rugg THE OLDBST ESTABLISHED HOUSE IN ' g ' " CANADA. “7E ARE THE A_ND EXCLUSIVE Chicken-lug}; . sons, AMERICAN HOTEL TOTHE TRADE GRAY, RENNIE 5560., 53 King Street West, HAMILTON, oNT. Orders by mail carefully filled. March 26, 1872. PIANOS AND ORGANS. Aug. 25, ’72 DIRECT r IMPORTEBS Manufacture-s, Importers and Wholesale Dealers in WHOLESALE GROCEBS. CELEBRATE!) PIANOS : BY \VELL KNOWN MAKERS, Scarfs, Ties and Bows. Hosiery and Gloves. . ~ . 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