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The G nun ninthcr (a, correspolnlcnt at Frankfort-on-the-Mnin writes) cnt-rusta her children alnnmt cum-51y to the nurse‘s arms. They spend the greater part of the time in the open air, t' 6 great place of resort being the “ l‘rmncnndv,” w‘iurc from c: 'ly morn- ing until evening may he 89(11 little chil- dren, ranging in age from thus; in "swed- dling clotl e; ” to L] 0 ‘e (If 6 and 7 years. They are encourngi (1 and made to walk mnv h earlier t" an American children, an I it is, perhaps, owing tvithis, that so many have cranked limbs; for in the shortsluwc ul time I have been in this 0' unlry l have men nn re bow-legged men and errokcd wmnen than I ever saw in America. The servants in charge are o'teutinio-s more int 1‘ utcd in the SOldlt‘l‘d passing by than in the‘ little nm S entrusted to tlze r car '. At an e =rly age they are placed in a. “ kindergarten ” sch 01, and later, if the child Slmlllil | c of the gazi- tlcr sex and (if u ell-t-o-dn parents, she is sent to a young ladi s' seminary. Here she is in- struct-ed not inly in her own Lungnng‘ hut in Fruwh, English, and perhaps lnill'fl'l ; music, drawing, and painting are not for- guttcn ; great pains nrc Ink; 1) to instruct her in English and French lite nturc, while mathematics or the sciences are noghcted or soon dropped. Between the ages of 15 and 13 she is expected 10 he cunlirnc‘l, and Of course, must, in some measure, pri p'u‘e her- self hy studying the catechism, and pur- chasing a new white dress for the occasion. At this time they also receive presents from parents .1111 friends ; the foimer gift being generally a watch ; this pelhnps i4 an incen- tive in ('ncnnrage them to be confirmed at an e: I‘ll(l‘ period than they otherwise would have been ; as oftentimes Illey never attcx‘d religious worship except (:11 special occasinns. During the season of confirmation it is cusin. mary to see young girls. ham-headed, array- ed in their white dresses, promenading the streets. As time passes on the young lady leaves ‘ school and enters society with her mother. It would be deemed lllllfl'OlM r for a young lady, or even two, to attend any entertain- ment or visit any llice of amusunent with- out being accompaniul by a parent (1‘ an elderly person, and as for travelling alone that is entirely out of the question. 1 hard- ly think they admire the independence of the American girls, especially those who undertake to cross the wide Atlantic with- out a caretaker. If a gentleman should think of choosing a German girl as a. help- mate through life, he does not mention the subject to her, but must go to the putir- familias or a married friend, and make them the mediators. If all is satisfactory, he makes her a present of a plain gold ring, and places ore of the same kind on his own finger. When all is arranged they pro- ceed to the mayor’s ofiice and inform him of the engagement, when it is registered and announced in the city papers. Printed no- tices are also sent to friends, and the happy couple appear arm in arm on the streets. After the engagement he can see the young lady alone and take her occasionally to the theatre or other place of amusemcnt, but before this joyful event he must also invite the mother or the aforesaid married friend. If Christians, the marriage takes place in the church, always on a. Sunday. I knew of one instance where the lady was 8. Chris- tian and the gentleman a Jew, where they were married no less than three tunes on the same day by different ceremonies, in order to have the knot legally tied, After mare riage BJCl‘l lives in a. great measure indepen- dent of the other. The wife manages to have a “ coffee Clutch " about every week, to which she invites all her lady friends; they 1» ing their needleuork, and, sitting around the tea-table from 4 until half-past 7 p. m. , indulge in a social cup of coffee and in social conversation. During this period the husband does not venture to put his head inside the door. He takes his tea at a late hour, and then adjourns to his favour- ite resort in term, where he is detained by the fascinations of billiards and beer until the “ wee small hours” warn him to return. He is really wedded to his billiards and beer, and when at last the other bier comes to convey one of them to the final resting glace, early in the morning may be seen a recession of empty carriages headed by a my servant guns earrying bouquets of White and green, and followed by the gen- tlemen friends and relatives, who always walk to the (emetery and' ride back; the ladies never attends funeral. ' Bo fin3 I hav‘e endeaivoured to give a. short sketch of “ Life in Frankfort,” which, as everywhere else, is only a “ vapour full of Woes," and a few steps carry us all hastily from the “ cmdle to the grave.” A Crazy lax-Sultan. Mourad V. is still confined to the Palace of Teeragan. H18 condition is somewhat im roved, but he nevertheless continues to so er fits of quiet insanity, which justify his removal {mm the throne. In his lucid moments he is perfectly conscious of his po- sition, and frequently exclaims, “ Heaven exalted me, and heaven has cast me down.” His relations with his brother Abdul-Hamid arp very gordial, and the sultan treats him With great kindness. Mouréd sometimes writes to Abdul-Hamid long letters full of affectionate counsels, and in which he speaks with enthusiasm of the progress to be made to regenerate the empire and give to the people all the welfare possible. The deep love for the nation which Mourad has preserved in his madness is worthy of. re- mark;but whit is not less curious is the popularity heeontinues to enjoy notwith- standing his disappeaiance from public life. It is true that the Mussulmaus look on a lunatip as asapred being; but that is not the only reason for the sympathy of the population toward a dethroned and suffering sovereign. Even before the fall at Abdul-Aziz Plinee Mourad was always the favourite of the people, while Prince Hamid was disregarded. The stories told of the blunders made by Oxford aad Cambridge undergraduates in the Scripture examination are almost in- credible. ' One of three, when asked who was the first king of Israel, was so lucky as to stumble upon the name of Saul. He saw that he had hit the mark, and wishing to show the examiners how intimate his knowledge of the Scriptures was, added confidentially: "Saul, also called Paul.” Another was asked to give the parable of the good Samaritan. He did so with toler- able agcuraey till he came to the plaice where the Samaritan says to the inn-keeper : “When Icome again I will repay thee." Here the unlucky examiuee added : “ This he said, kno“ ing that he should see his face no more 1" MR. CARLYLE, aided by his niece, Miss Mary Carlyle Aiken, has begun the autobio- ography which, according to popular belief, he was to make his last work. Miss Aiken has herself become, at least in manuscript, 8. retty extensive authoress. She would pro- gably have appeared before now as a writer of works of fiction nad not her uncle disap- proved of novels as not what he wished her to write. A HAMILTON woman has married a Mr. Calicoâ€"has wedded a. prints, as if it were, A Woman’s Life in Germany. VOL. XXI. NO. 21.~_NEW SERIES Some Scriptural Mistakes. 0““. The tiny was beginning to break ; a large grayish band stretched across the eastern horizon, and as it advanced towards the zenith, the stars of the night, veiling their modest brightness, extinguirhed themselves one after another. Soon, the hardly viéible sun shot up its lines of fire, and gave to the rock which crowns the peak of Rawsberg the appearance of a. mass of crude gold. The valleys were enveloped in a heavy mist which was coloured w1th opaline tints by the first rays of the sun. At intervals, the breeze that was springing up made this mist undulate in immense waves, and, at times separating them, permitted the black masses of the forest below to be seen. Meinherr Wilhelm and Ruubvogel An Adventure on the Planks of the RawsbergiThe Crown of Princess ElfrideVHow the Hunter Lost His Life, and Who His Young Companion Was. There were two hunters on the foot-pith which Winds up the flanks of Rawbergâ€"- both young, both clad in the livery ot St. Hubert. But it was only neceSsary to glance at them, to see that both had not been born in the same rank, and were not called to play the same role in life. Of medium height, the one who walked in ad- vance was gifted with the vigour and agility which distinguish the mountaineer, his foot and his leg had the suppleuesss and the cor- tainty of the foot of the chamois for bound- ing from rock to rock and making his way on the very verge of the precipice; l is coin- plexion, although blonds, like that of the greater part of the children of Germany, was bronzed by exposure to the air and the sun’s rays. The second personage was tall and slenderâ€"too tall and too slender to be vigorous ; his h til‘ hair and his youthful beard were light, and the paleness of his complexion showed that he had breathed the atmosphere of the salon: oftener than the bracing air of the mountains, as also the in- voluntary apprehension against which he struggled when the path was narrow and dangerously near the edge of the precipice, proved that he was more accustomed to tread the carpets of the palace than the roll- ing stones of Rawsbcrg. HUNTERS OF THE CHA- MOIS. From time to time the first of the two hunters turned around, in order to assure himself that the other was making his way without aooidont, \Vhen, by the frightened looks and the pearly drops of sweat on the brow of the latter. he saw that he was liable to be attacked with vertigo, he would go to his assistance, and, giving him his hand, enable him to get ovcl the dangerous places. However, as these manifestations of solicitude necess arin multiplied, a smile might have been seen on the lips of the leader, indicating a disdain for the weakness of his comrade and a sense of his own supe- riority. The ascent was becoming more and more «liflicult, and more and more perilous. All trace of any passage by men had disappear- ed. The experience of the first of the hun- ters was necessary to find a. way over the huge boulders which sometimes forced the two men to climb almgst pcrpenlicularly over them, and sometimes to leap from rock to rock over the great crevices which 3,;sz- mted them. After a half hour of these gymnastics, the young man’s forces were viibly exhausted, and he pauted for breath. In a. short, im- pelious tone of voice, indicating the habit of commanding, he ordered the hunter to halt: and putting down his carbine and disembalmssing himself of the hunting. bag that he wore slung over his shoul- der, he seated himself under a. projecting rock. ‘SO WANDL' IUH WIEDER DEN ALI TEN WEG. “ Zounds l Meiuherr Wilhelm,” cried the mountaineer, with a shade of ill-humour. “ Your legs are longer than they are strong, it seems. If we make a hall: every five hundred steps, the chamois will have left the pasture: ; and you are not exactly fitted to go in search of them after they have re- tired to take their siebta. Make haste, then, my boy, to catch your breath, and let us proceed.” ' l-le whom his companion called Meiuherr Wilhelm glanced with gurprise at the former, and exhibited an ill-suppressed irritation ; evidently he was not accustomed to be treat- ed with such familiarity. “We will start when I give you the or- der,” replied he; “and 1 will give you the order when I find myself sufficiently rested. You asked a. frederic (For to guide me in search of the Chamois; you have your money; the rest concerns only myself.” “Pardon,” replied the hunter, whose pliysiognomy had again taken its bantering expression, “but; it is precisely because I have received your money that I wish to earn it, in enabling you, I will not say to kill, but to discharge your carbine at the finest Chamois that ever bounded over the Rawsberg ; and if you do not carry his horns back to Berlin, I do not wish you to be able to accuse Stephm llaubvogel of your i11- luck. ” “‘7‘ Bah I” said \Vilhelm, uncorkiug his drinking bottle. “Perhaps they will bg complaisant enough to meet us half way." “ Do not count on that, Meinherr," ex-‘ claimed the hunter. “ If you were in search of the little silly hares on your sand plains, I would not discourage you ; but the game of these mountains is not sufficiently versed in the art of politeness to do that. The Chamois will the less decide to de- scend, as he does not suspect the honour that a. personage of your importance wishes to do him. For, Meinherr lelhelmx’l c_on-. tinupd,hein a. chatting manner, “ you belong to the army, do you not? I would be will- ing to wager that you do, and, further, that ‘ you serve in the cavalry.” “You have guessed right.” “ Oh! I knew it at once, by your light and eatsy walk. And you are an Ensign at and easy walk. And you are an 1 least ‘3” “ Better than that, Raubvogel." “I’Shuw 1 Ljegtenant, then ‘2” “ Be1ter still.” f‘ Captain ‘1" “ Go on.” “ Major ?" “ You have not reached it yet.” “But you am still too young to command a regiment,” replied the hunter, with an air of doubt. “ I had two of them under my command six years ago, when we had the glory of an- l‘hc rt'ccts are too narrow, lhcy shut mo in ’I he vury stones of them scare me E The houses fall on my ln-ad ! lily As fustus mv (cut can hour me ! So again I am pnciu: the wcll-lnwwn streets, Thc mad I to ofl have taken ; ] come to the house when: my darling dwelt} Ilmv blank iL looks and f()l‘:flkcll ! (Translated from the Paris Fi mm. L, HE HERALD. B'I' lll‘llh “Quick! quick! Meinherr Wilhelm,” cried the hunter tiiumphantly. “ As for mine, it is only necessary to pick him up, but yoursâ€"I have an idea that he will lead us a long chase.” “ By the three Kings ! I am sure I wound- ed him, badly,” replied the young man, panting with emofiionz “ Of course ! But let us hasten after him. To think that if llraven does not come to our aid, such a superb animal will serve for the supper-ofsomepeusantin the valley! Aniee piece of business that would be, Meinherr Wilhelm l" While speaking, the two hunters had di- rected their steps toward the spot where the body of the dead chamois lay. Raubvogel did not take the trouble to look at his Victim, but taking off his hunt- ing bag and vest, he threw them over the animal, in order to keep away the eagles, who otherwise would have attacked it while they were away ; then preceding his com- panion they made their way over the rocks in the direction in which the chamois had (led. The hunter walked along, bending over and examining the ground carefully for the blood-marks. “ You aimcd a little too high and too far in the rear, Meinherr,” said he, after an instant : “ you hit the animal just above the hind shoulder. See, the mark of the blood is at the edge of the print of the hoof. However,” he added, after taking several steps, “even if the bone is not broken, the wound is none the less grave. He bleeds profusely, and the blood is red and frothy ; here is another imprint of his foot, more bloody still. If his strength is'exhausted, we have some chance of find- ing him, and you may yet be able to 'boast of your good fortune, Meinherr Wilhelm. To get sight of :1 Chamois so easily, to hit him at the first shot and to carry him back with you, is an excellent day’s work for any hunter,’z nihilating the armies of the modern Attila, under the wails of Leipsic. But let us leave this subject,” added the young man, who had just taken a. draught from his bottle. "My rank in the army concerns you but little. Take a drink of this brandy which I brought back from the campaign, and let us continue on our way." Raubvogel took the flagon, and was about to raise it to his lips when a peculiar hissing whistle was heard in the distance. Drop- ping the bottle on the ground, and springing behind the rock which sheltered them, he exclaimcd in a. voice vibrating with agita- tion : The animals startid on again with the ra- pidity of an arrow, but were almost imme- diately stopped by a large ravine too wide to be leaped over. In an instant \Vilhelm aimed at the large leader, which had been pointed out to him by his companion, and fired. The chamois staggered for a se:ond under the shot, then turning to the left he bounded away, down the side of the moun- tain followed by the rest of the herd. liaubvogel, however, firing in his turn, brought down the last of the Chamois, which seemed to be killed instantaneâ€" ously, and lay stretched but inert on the stones. “Fall llJt on your face, Memhen‘ VVil- helm ; flat on your face ! Zounds ! You were born under a lucky star. There are the Chamois coming to us. Stretch yourself nut behind that stone, and keep as quiet as the l’larc when it hears the hunter approach- ing.’ He had not finished speaking when a herd of seven or eight Chamois emerged from a gorge several hundred yards distant, and then stopped. Frightened either by the at- tack of some larger animals, or by the ap- pearance of another huntsman, they had fled, leaping from rock to rock, and promised to pass within short range of our two com- panions. Crouching behind his shelter, Raubvogel had already carried his carbine to his shoulder, and was carefully adjusting it, according to the custom of people of his profession: “Aim at the large male who leads the flock, Mcinhcrr Wilhelm,” said he in a low tone; “ he is the general of the chamois. I will choose another in the rear.” The perspective that Raubvogel presentel to him animated Wilhelm very decidedly, His pale cheeks became tinged with a deep red, his eyes sp‘irkled, and at the same time his strength seemed increased ton-fold ; he clambered over the rough rocks, and made his way through the difficult passes with an ardour that the hunter was forced to temper. But .after they had travelled about a thou- sand yards, the latter began to show signs of impatience and of spite, which attracted the attention of the young man. “What is the matter, Master Rmb- Vngel 17" said he. “ Have you lost. trace of your Chamois? DO you fear that he has haclustrengbh enough left; to escape us after all T" “ When the chamois takes the trouble to mark in bloody letters the path he has ta.- ken, R ubvogel does nqt lose trace qf him. The animal you wounded has not five min- utes more to run ‘; he vaecillates on his legs like a man who has taken too much beer. Look at the imprint on this sand, and see how he struggled to maintain his equili- brium. But, in spite of all that, Meinherr \Vilholm, I begin to believe that we shall never have the pleasure of regaliug ourselves on his venison.” “ And why not, if you please ?” “Because he has gone straight to the Valley of Bode; because he has risked a leap over the Rosetta“)Â¥ and because, like all those that have attempted it before him, he is at this moment in the glulf. He will be eaten by the fishes of Lle water, insteatl of the eagles of the mountain; for n: he is none the less lost." “It will not be long before you have made its acquaintance, and then I will tell yog,”_replie31 the_ hu1_11:ef. _ “And what is the Rosstmp ‘2” demanded Wilhelm. In fact, after they had advanced about 100 yards, and turned round a hu 9 rock that had masked the horizon, they ound them- selves before an immense and seemingly bot- tomlcss gorge. It was over three miles long, and appeared like agigantie cleft made by some great convulsion in the first ages of the world. The eye which essayed to sound the depth of the abyss perceived only the blackish and wet StOIH s, from between which sp' ang out those reunite plants that vege- tute only in the orifices of deep and damp crevices of this kind. The bottom of this singular opening lost itself in the darkness ; and the roaring of the torrent below, which was invisible to the eye, added to the awful- ness of the scene. Although the young man was not in a contemplative mood, the view of this pas- sage produced on him a. decided impres- sion, and he remained absorbed in his reverie. Raubvogel, in the meantime, had knelt on a. stupendous flat stone, which extended over the gulf, and peered intently into its depth. After a moment he arose. y “\Vell, he has made the leap,’ said he, with a sigh of regret ; “and now if you wish to carry back your game, which it is the glory of the hunter to do, yvu will have to 5 after him yourself to the bottom of the ravine, for it. is a work which does not temp: me.” “ Bah I” replied the young man, smiling, A CONSERVATIVE JOURNAL. BRADFORD, ONTARIO, CANADA, OCTOBER 31, 1878. A long time before the town of Wolfen- buttcl was built, a King who ruled over the country had his castle where our village is (0-day situated. This King had a daughter named Elfride. As she was beautiful, and as her father commanded the plain as well as the mountain, suitors for her hand were not wanting ; but as she was as proud as she Was handsome, she refused them all, young, noble and valiant as they were. The King, who was beginning to grow old, understood the necessity of leaving the government in virile hands, and became impatient of her caprices. One day, deciding to end the de- lay, he accorded the hand of the Princess to the Burgrave Bodo, who had asked her in marriage, and swore by his sceptre that the union should be accomplislu d. Amon the nobles who had aspired to the hand 0 Elfride, there was not one for whom she experienced a greater antipathy. The Burgrave was no longer young, he had never been handsome, and he hgd the re- putation of being wicked and brutal. However, the King resisted the supp'iea- lions and the tears of his daughm, and in due time she became the wife of Budo. The evening of the marriage ceremony, toward the end of the feast, when the freely flowing wine began to thicken the speech and ob- scure the vision of those present, Elfride, who during the formalities of the occasion had remained quiet and thoughtful, fled from the hall, descended to the stables, leaped on the back of her favourite horse, which was in readiness for her, and urged him at the top of his speed toward the moun- tain. But the Burgrave, soberer than the rest of the guests, and somewhat suspi- cious, did not fail to notice the disappear- ance of her who was to belong to him from that night, and at once began to search after her. Agroom informed him of what had just taken place. He calleda number of his friends to his assistance, and, mounting their horses, they darted away after the futhive with the rapidity of lightning. El- fride, who had arrived at the part of the mountain where we are now, heard behind her the gallop of the black whirlwind of cavaliers, and saw the sparks which the iron on the horses’ hoofs caused to fly from the rocks. Tired of invoking since the morn- ing, God and the saints, desperate and al- most crazed, she addressel herself to the Prince of Dalkness : "‘ Satan, Satan, come to my aid,” she cried; “rather than belong to the Burgrave, I give myself to thee!” She had not finished speaking when a frightful commotion shook the mountain to its foundation; the Rawsberg seemed to separate intwo parts, and the great cleft which you see before you opened between the Princess and her pursuers. The latter stopped short! the Burgrave alone, intoxi- cated with love and with rage, burying his spurs in the sides of his courser, tried to leap over the abyss. The spii it of the ani- mal was so great that he raveatremen- dons bound, rwwhsd~this mm with his fore feet, making the marks you will see here ; but he fell back, and horse and rider were swallowed up in the gulf, which, since that time, has been called the Ross- trapp. " â€" “ Neither for two, nor for ten. I refused more from a. young Englishman, who wished to carry to Ins own country the crown of gold, which, many years ago, preceded our chamois in his fall.” “ \Vhat crown of gold?” demandnd \Vll- helm wi:h curiosity. ' “ I will add two frederics to the one I gave youfiyigxlv-n-nil1g." “ The story I promised you, and which I am gaing to relate, I will tell you,” said Raubvogcl, seating himself on the stone. “ And the Princess ?” demanded Wilhelm, who had listened with interest to the legend of the chamois hunter. “She was never seen afterward, either here or elsewhere, and it is supposed that the devil, who does not have such a wind- fall every day, did not delay in claiming the victim who gave herself to him. But a fe w days after, a. herdsman, who was drawn by curiosity to the edge of the crevice, per- ceived some distance down the crown that the Princess wore ; it was hanging on a pro- jecting stone. The King, who had been notified of the fact, at once repaired, with his Court, to the place; one of his ser- vants descended in the gulf by means of a rope, but the instant he reached out his hand to seize the crown it detached itself and rolled down to the torrent below. Since then it has been sought a number of timeJâ€"for there have not been lacking those, who have wished to possess it but in vam. ’ “Ican well believe that.” replied the young man, “for the crown must represent a. fortune.” “ Yes, and more than that, Meinherr Wilhelm ; all the old people of the country here will tell yqu that; it is written on high, that he who possesses that crown shall reign ochf Germany entire.” A silence of several seconds followed these last: words; they had proiuced on \Vilhclm a perceptible impression which he endeavoured to hide, but which the move- ment of his lips ant the expression of his eyes plainly revealed. He approached the precipice, and bending over its edge gaz ed for some time in its sombre depths ; then, tuming to the hunter, he said, in 3. vi- brating voice, “Raubvogel, I must have that crown.” The hunter became grave and thoughtful, and them answered : “No S_ no X All those who have attempt- ed to rescue it have met with misfortune; as well ask me to seize that cloud which floats above our heads.” “This morning,” replied \Vilhelm, “you did not think it possible to see the Chamois before attaining their pasture- fields, and yet you lodged a bullet in one of them not far from here. Try,” contin- ued he, in a strangely persuasive voice, “try, without fear, this. perilous descent, for not only will you run no risk, but you will succegdfi” “Ah ! it Seems that the elements figure among the squadrons you command, Mein- herr Wilhelm," said the hunter, returning to his bantering tendencies. His companivon did not appear to hear himtkmt confirmed ; “I must have that crown, Raqbvqgel.‘ Put it in my hands and you shall be rich 2 Place it on my head and you will have served the divme will." This last announcement astonished the hunter without moving his resolution ; he replied to it with a smile which expressed better than words his incredulity. After a moment’s pause he answered; “In my quality of gool Christian I would ask nothing better than to be agreeable to God, the master of us all; but inasmuch as He Himself has not declared to me His desire 'that I should break my neck, I shall continue to hesitate. Yet,” said he, slowly, “ perhaps we may come to an agree- ment. I love Eva, the daughter of Die- trich, the rich farmer; he has promised to give her to me when I shall be able to put down 500 frederics on the table. En- able me to present myself at the house of old Dietrich, and we will see. One could well risk his neck for such a prize as Eva.» “0h !” said the young man, whose eye- brows gathered when he heard the price the hunter placed on his services, “500 is almost too much; say 250 frederics, that is a. greater sum than any moutaineer has ever possesaed.” “ There is a cabin below here a short dis- tance,” he exclaimed. “‘1 will run and bring some people and some ropes. In a quarter of an hour I will be back, your Highness, and soon you shall hold in your hand the crown, twice blessed, to which I shall owe the joy at possessing Eva, the blonde. And may God protect the future sovereign of Germany !” This enthusiastic homage on the part of Raubvogel caused a gleam of satisfaction to pass over the face of the young Prince. When the hunter‘ had disappeared behind the rocks he walked up and down by the side of the Rosstrap, glancing sometimes at the yawning gulf beneath his feet, some- times at the clear blue sky of the horizon. What was passing in the mind of this young man for whom fortune reserved such a strange destiny, whom fate was going to place on the throne to which he had no right to pretend, and who, later, with no other merit than good sense unitod to a firmness almost bordering on obstinancy, was to be the Emperor of a united Germany, and the leader of her v1ctorious armies? He was too nprrowly religions to be without superstition ; and perhaps the idea of see- ing in his hand the crown, to the possessor of which the popular belief gave the gov- ernment of an immense country, divided at that moment among twenty different scep- tres, occupied a. prominent place in the vague and confused aspirations of Prince Wilhelm. “ You shall have your 500 frederics,” answered the young man, whose face became colound with deep red. The royal prestige is so great in old Ger- many that, in spite of the skepticism which he had till then afl‘ected, the mountaineer was profoundly and Visibly moved by the revelation of the rank of his companion. He raised himself quickly, and having respectfully uncovered, remained stand- ing, with his head bowed, before the Prince. “You have a right to claim the crown of Elfride, your Highness," said he, “ it is to you and your friends that it belongs. Under your incognito, I did not suspucb your real position. Pardon me for having spoken of recompense. I was ignorant of whom I was addressing. In only remains_now for you t- syeak to be obeyed.” The future William I., who was already imbued with certain ideas of predestination, was touched by the devotion and abnegation of his guide ; he hesitated a moment and seemed to waver in his determination ; but the ambition to possess the precious trea- sure outweighed the sentiment of humanity which reproached him for exposing the life of a fellow-man for the satisfaction of a. ca- Raubvogel soon returned, accompanied by fonr herdsmen of the neighbourhood, who brought a great quantity of rope. One end of it was tied around a. firm rock, the other was let down the precipice. The hunter as- sured himself that it touched the bottom ; then kneeling, he made a short prayer, and carrying only his ironed staff to’ protect him- self against the sharp stones to which he was exposed by the swaying of the rope, he resolutely descended into the abyss. “ Pshaw I” exclaimed Raubvogel, with a burst of laughter; “here is Meiuherr the General, who wishes, like a Jew, to cheapen the life of one of his fellows.” The hunter shamed, but he replied, in a tone of distrust which he took no pains to conceal : “ The word gives, also, when it falls from royal lips, Rallbvogel, and he who promises you your 500 frederics belongs to a. royal family.” “ You I" “ My name is Frederic Ludwig Wilhelm de Hohenzolleran, and I am the second son of your King, Wilhelm III.” ‘ .“ Make the descent,” said he at length, “ and I will give you 500 frcderics ;but if you bring me up the crown of Elfride, you shall receive 1,000 froderics.” This promise, which gave the lie to the reputation for parsimony which had already been attributed to Prince Wilhelm, electri- lied the Chamois hunter. Lying down and bending over the edge of the Rosstrapp, the assistants saw him go 'lown, and soon lost sight of him in the heavy mist which rose from the bottom of the gulf ; the movement of the ropes above, indicated that the descent continued, and that the courageous mountaineer had not reached his objective point. At length the rope became motionless, and the quarter of an hour which followed was full of anguish for the watchers. Raubvogel had arrived at the rushing waters below, and had still to explore the bed of the torrent, of the depth of which he was ignorant. All the faces were deathly pale, all the mouths re- mained mute. Prince \Vilhelm could no longer 'control his agitation, and moved about in a feverish anxiety, which was plainly to be seen in his changed and al- most haggard appearance._ “ The word promises, but it is the purse Whichâ€"” But now ashout of triumph Wen heard above the roaring of the torrent, and five loud hurrahs at once responded. The rope began to sway anew: The five men, their eyes fixed on the sombre curtain of mist which concealed the lower part of the abyss. for a time could distinguish nothing; but at the end of a few minutes they saw an indistinct form which became more and more defined;it was he whom but a. short time before they had believed lost, ltaubvogel, who was re- mounting with an astonishing vigour. More pale than ever, the forehead of the Prince was bathed in a. heavy sweat. The hunter continued to advance. He was not more than fifty feet from the sur- face, when the youngest of the herdsmen cried: “He has the crown! he has the crown of the Princess Elfride! See, my friends, it is on his arm, where it throws out as much fire as the midday sun !" Poor Raubvogel heard him. He had, indeed the crown. But in the intoxication of his triumph, forgetting to be prudent, he let go his hold with one hand, of the rope, in order to wave his trophy, and at the same time cried ” Hur- rah a” This enthusiasm was fatal to him. The spectators saw the other hand of the unfortunate man slip the length of the rope, then his form disappeared. They heard a ‘ long, loud cry of despair and of death, then the lull, heavy thud of the falling body, 1 which broke itself on the rocks below. Raubvogel, the brave chamois-hunter, was lost in the torrent of the gulf, with the treasure which he had attempted to wrest from it. Prince Wilhelm was deeply moved by the unhappy result of the adventure, and departed from the place in great sorrow. He had only caught a. glance of the crown of Princess Elfriile; but it did not prevent him from being hailed fifty-one years later, in the Palace of Louis XlV., at Versailles, Emperor of Germany. A COUPLE of drunken vavabonds got into the gutter, and after floun ering some time, one of them mumbled, “ Let’s get to another house ; this hotel leaks.” AN Irishman, just landed, was asked what party he belongetho. “ Party is it '2" said he ; “ I suppose you’ve got a governmunt ‘3 Thin I'm agin it.” The next day he sent in the balance, and last week the “instalment " was promptly forthcoming. Jim has a bootblack‘s kit, and has gone to work, and the old women who called him the “ wust boy ” now look after him and exclaim : “\Vell. now, but who’d a-thoug‘ut that boy had a soul in him 1” The Berner Tagcblatt ives an account of a. perilous adventure whici befel {two En lish tourists about two weeks since. Mrs. \ ain- wright, described as an English Edy; aZC~ companied by her brother-in-law, Mr. Wain- wright, attempted the ascent of the Piz Pa.- lur, a mountain of the Bernina group. They took with them two guides, brothersâ€"Hans Grass and Christian Grass. The climbers, who were corded together, after leaving the central peak took a. westerly direction to- ward another peak. Christian Grass went first, next to him followed Mr. Wainwright, then came Mrs. \Vainwright, and the rear was brought up by Hans. A thick fog came on. Christian, either confused by the semi- obscurity or not cxcrcis 11g suliieient caution, went too near an arete, (edge of snow,) when the snow suddenly gave way under his feet, and he fell down a. precipice, dragging with him in his fall the English lady and gentleman. But the rope was strong, and Hans Grass is a man both stout of heart and of gigantic strength. As he saw his brother disappear he drew himself instinctively backward, and, by sheer force of muscle and will, held the three lost ones suspended in the air. Never- theless, the position was a. sufficiently terri- ble. Strong as he was, he was not strong enough to drag from the ab ss two men and a womanâ€"to stir, to yiel an inch even, might be certain death to allâ€"and they were far beyond the reach of human aid, Nothing but prompt courage and ready wit could save them. He shouted to his bro- ther, dangling at the end of the rope, ice on both sides of him, snow above him. The brother answered ; he was alive, unhurt, and readv to help if means of help could be de- vised. Hans told him to cling to the icy slope, cut steps in it, and mount, and be quick about it, for he did not think 113 could hold on more than half an hour longer. ,Fortunately, Mr. Wainwright had kept his 3 axe. Ho handed it to Christian, and the guide set about cutting the steps as Hans as suggested. After many difficulties, and al- most superhuman exertions, he succeeded. He contrived to crawl up to the edge of the crevasse ; his brother gave him a hand ; then the two, uniting their strength, pulled up Mrs. Wainwright and her brother-in-iaw, ani all four, not seriously the worse for their frightful adventure, but devoutly thankful “\Vell, yer see, one night when that big Tom Skip laid fur me, and had me as goo as mashen, this ’ere woman rushed out and pulled him ofi" and slammed him agin the fence till his elbows echoed. Then agin, she let me play with the children, and axed me into dinner, and more‘n once she's took up fur me, and said the neighbours didn‘t give me a. fair Show.” ' ‘hey let him in to see her dead face, half expecting to see some ghastly trick on his part, and never dreamng that he would lean over and kiss the co‘d cheek, and that tears would come to his eyes. “ Where’s the childlenv?” he asked, as he turned from the coffin. “ Up-stairs, poor things.” " It 5 going to he tufl‘ on ’em, isn’t it?” u “ Â¥_cs ; they will see hard times, poor dar- ‘, There’s a leetle bit of a feller ’mong ’em what’s named Pete,” continued the “ wust boy ;” “what’ll it cost a week to pay his way ‘2" The women smiled at the idea, but seeing how earnest Jim was, one of the Women re- plied : “Oh, about fifty cents, I guess.” The boy went out without a word, and in the course of half an hour another lad hand- ed in a piece of wmpping paper in which was enclosed a. silver quarter. 0n the paper was scrawled the words (the work of three or four boys) : “I hoap’s she’s gon to hevvins, an 1711 taik car’ of little peter at fifty sent; a. weak. Hear‘s the fust ’stalment." “ GIM." All the old women for blocks up and down Sixth street called him “ the wust boy,” and Jim (lid much to win the title and keep it. He fought everything and everybody, ha- rassed cats and abused dogs, and several at- tempts have been made during the past year to get him settled in the Reform School. The “ wust boy " has made a new departure, and though it may not be lasting, as it is for the better, it will probably furnish opportu- nity for some other boy to step in and claim the unenviab'e title. lings; " I hain’t got no good clothes to go to the funeral, but I’d like to see the old lady’s face agiu afore she's covered up in the ground.” A lnothcrly old lady i 1 his neighbourhood had passed away. So far as the public knew he hated h r, as he seemed to hate all the rest, but the publrc didn’t know. If Jim had condesccndcd to explain, he would have said : “The wust boy” cared nothing for the sight of crape on the knob, and a funeral procession was as good as a. parade to him. Surprise was therefore manifested on every countenance when he softly knocked at the door the other week he said : forv their hair-breadfih esca. )e, gotudown from the mountain and returne to Pontiesina. At Genoa first appears that peculiar mode ‘ of dressing the hair among the . Women of the lower class which they{ call spazzaoreechie. As many as fifty-six; small silver swords six or eight inches long é are braided in the hair in such a way as to § form a fan-like shape around the back of? the head. It is done by a regular hairâ€" ' dresser of their class, who asks four Cents‘ for the service. Each of these spadine costs two francs, while the larger ones that finish ; the work of art cost from four to six francs I each. I asked one of these victims how! long the hair remained in order, and she re- I sponded “four days.” “But how dog you sleep ‘2” “0h! cosi,” she said, put-E ting her hand first under one check and then under the other. 0011 d any fashionablei lady do more than this? To those aspiring young men and young women who desire to make their way in the world, and become successful in business, a thorough business education is absolutely necessary. This education it is the aim and object of the business college to impart. It seeks to afford to its students such a train- ing and such culture as will enable them to direct and apply their energies in the most judicious and successful manner. We would, therefore, direct the attention of our readers to the advertisement in another column of the British American College which has been particularly successful with the pupils who have gone through its system of training. PARIS 11:1565,000 houses, London 460,000 more than Paris, Berlin, Vienna and New York combined Perilous Adventures in the Alps. Hairdressing a. la. Dagger. Business Education. “ The Wust Boy.” This anecdote is extracted almost verbally from the note-book of a clergyman who offi- ciated 011 the occasion, and is as follows: “ This morning I married a mariner named \Villiam Bâ€" to Sarah C , and I think I shall never forget it. The wedding party consisted of four persons, there being present besides the bride and bridegroom, an elderly mariner and his wife. A little confusion was occasioned at first, owing to the ancient mariner, in answer to my question,reprerent- ing to himself to be the ridegroom, but this was soon put right, and the real parties stood up before me. All went on as usual up to' the time when the woman had to say, ‘ I, Sarah , take thee, William ;’ when, upon my telling her to take his hand and re- peat after me, she exclaimed to my great amazement, ‘ I can‘t.’ ‘ Yes, you can,’ ob- served the bridegroom, ‘ No, I can’t say it,’ repeated she. ‘ Come,’ said I, preserving my gravity by an effort which surprised my- self, ‘ can you not say the words after me ‘2’ ‘ Oh, no !’ And now the female attendant mariner struck in in a sweet Irish brogue : ‘ Arrah ! can‘tye say it afther the jantleman, dear?’ with a stress on the jantleman which no italics can convey. No use at allâ€"either she couldn’t or she wouldn’t. The bride- groom apparently thought it was real inca- pacity, and that he ‘iad divined the true rea- son of her refusal, for he now suggested as a probable explanation. ‘ You see, sir, she can’t neither read or write; that‘s what it is.’ There seemed at this point some danger of the conversation becoming general, so that I was obliged to request silence, and that I might be allowed to conduct the ceremony in my own way ; for the elder mariner thought it time to put in an car, which he did by winking one eyeâ€"the other was outâ€"â€" and observing, with a jerk of his thumb to- ward the bride : ‘ Say it.’ However, say it she could not ; and, as she was trembling all over, I began to think that all might not be right ; so I made her sit down, and ques- tioned her and the whole partyas to whether there existed any impediment to the marri- age. - Having at length satisfied myself that there did not, and that it was a pure case of nervousness, I inquired for salts or a smell- ing bottle, but nothing of the kind was at handâ€"only a large nosegay of doubtful freshness, which the female friend officiously thrust under the bride’s veil, apparently under the impression that any smell would work a cure. Finding her by this time rather more composed, I thought I would try a little calm reasoning, and asked her whether she really meant to take William for her husband, and on her agreeing that she did, I further suggested that she might as well say so, and, moreover, that nobody but herself could say it, and that if she didn’t she never would have him at all. Yielding at last to these arguments, she ex- pressed her readiness to have another try, whereupon she stood up and managed to go through the necessary form of words, and the ceremony was completed. But my difficulties were not quite over. When we got into the vestry, the bridegroom signed his name in the register Without making any difficulty, but all the rest of the party stoutly maintained that they could not write. I had not much doubt that this was true with respect to the two females, but I strongly suspected that my friend, the an- cient mariner, with the one eye, could write if he chose. ‘Do you really mean to tell me,’ I said, ‘that you have never written your own name?’ ‘ Well, sir,’ he answered, ‘ I dfi‘tmean to say for what 7171mm wrote my nameâ€"'on a piece 0‘ paperâ€"but I shouldn’t like to weutur in that ’ere book" Could I do otherwise than excuse a man who showed such respect for my register? So I let them affix their marks, and the signing being completed, I observed to the bride that now she had said the solemn words she must mind and keep to what she had said, which the bridegroom capped by saying,’ quite gravely, not jocosely, ‘ Yes, you’ve put yourfoot into it.’ One last incident re- mains to be told : When they had one by one all filed out of the vestry, I observed the ancient mariner standin at the door, in a lingering way, with his egs rather wide apart, and one hand half stretched out to- ward me. Instantly divining his wish, I ad- vanced and shook hands with him, where- upon they all returned, one by one, and shook hands with me.” Our actors are not, as a class, church-go- ing people, and even the “little church around the corner,” though it be the chosen spot for histrionic funerals, is seldom visited by the profession except on such sad occa- sions. One reason why the theatrical pro- fession do not attend. Sabbath services is found in their exhausting labours on Satur- day, when a “ matinee” is generally added to their usual performances Many of them go through the week’s labour on a stimulous and are at its close utterly worn out. To this may be added their disinclination to hear solemn truths which generally marks all classes which minister to the lovers of pleasure. Such is the general description of the play-actor’s life. Having referred to i‘,‘ the little church around the corner," whence so many of this profession has been borne to the grave, the suggestion may be offered how few of this number reached even middle life! It may be said, indeed, that no other profession has in the same time been visited with the same mortality. Ac’ tors have a hard life, and are soon worn out. A few yer-rs ago Lydia Thompson’s troupe ‘ of blondes was a prominent feature in the 1 dramatic world, but most of the number are now in their graves. Many of the young performers now under engagement in the , theatres of the city are sinking in health and 3 the roll of the early dead may soon receive 1 some additional names. William Niblo lived ; to be ninety, but he was not a player or i even a manager, in the present acceptance - of the term. The old-fashioned stage life ‘ was not as destructive as the present. and f yet long life was even then a striking ex- ‘ ception. The only player that ever passed four-score was Maeready. Mrs. Siddons . reached 75, which was ten years more than her gifted brother, John 1’. Kemble. The senior Booth died at 55, while Cooke was but two years older at the time of his death. Kean died at 45 and his son (Charles) was ; not much older. Garrick lived to 63 and ’ left the record of a very exemplary life. :Turning to the American drama, Placide f reached three-score and ten, and Forrest .1 was not much older. Hackctt reached the unusual age of 75, while Charlotte ,Cushman was but little past 60. Such is l the best record of long life the drama can _- boast. Rou'nscuILD‘s grand coup after Waterloo mm the London Stock Exchange has been inlitated on a smaller yet considerable scale by Mr. Zarify, the well-known banker 0t Constantinople. The morning after the signature of the private Anglo-Turkish treaty for the cession of Cyprus he de- spatched one of his most trusted employees toCyprus with sealed orders. 011 Opening them, the agent found that. like Monte ‘Cristo, he had “unlimited credit” to buy up everything he could find worth buying. He spent $200,000 in purchasing all he could lay hands onâ€"â€"horses, cultivated land, shops, ‘cattle, etc. The people were {rightfully ;hard up, and ready money had a wondrous- lly persuasive effect. To-day this property: is worth over $1,500,000. WHOLE NO. 1061. A Troublesome Marriage. Actors and their Habits.