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until it was thrust in her face. and so was easily deceived by what seemed to be good. She certainly suspected no evil in Everard, and was anxious to hear the story. which he would have told her had it not been for an interruption in the shape of Lawyer Rus- sell, who came suddenly into the office, bringing with him a stranger who wished to consult with both the 01d lawyer and the young. That, of course, broke up the conference, and Rosamond was compelled to retire, think- ing more of the hot kiss which she could still i feel upon her forehead, and the words “my 3 darling,” as Everard had said it to her. If, ' indeed, she was his darling, then nothing should separate them from each other. She did not care for his past misdeeds,â€"or for Joe Fleming. That was in the past. She believed in Everard as he was now, and loved him, too. She acknowledged that to herself, and her face burned with blushes as she did so. And, looking back over the past, she could not remember a time when she did not love or rather worship him, as the one hero in the world worthy of her worship. And now ?â€"Rossie could not give expression to what she felt now, or analyze the great happiness dawning upon her, with the belief that as she loved Everard Forrest, so was she loved in return. She was very beautiful with this new light shining over her face, and very beautiful, without it. It was now two years since she went unabashed to Everard and asked to be his wife. Then she was fifteen and a- half, and a mere child, so far as knowledge of the world was concerned, and in some re- spects she was a child still, though sl e was seventeen and had budded into a most lovely type of womanhood. Her features were not as regular as Bee’s, nor her complexion as soft and waxen ; but it was very fresh and bright and clear, and there was something in- expressibly sweet and attractive in her face and the expression of her eyes, while her rippling hair was bound in masses about her well-shaped head, adding somewhat to her apparent height and giving her a more womanly appearance than when she wore it loosely on her neck. If Rossie thought hei- self pretty, it was never apparent in her manner. Indeed, she never seemed to think of herself at all. though, as the day of which I am writing drew to a close, she did spend more time than usual at her toilet, and when it was finished felt tolerably satisfied with the image reflected by her mirror, and was sure that Everard would be suited, too. He would come that night, of course. There was noth- ing else for him to do after the events of the morning But Everard did not come, and about noon of the next day she received a few lines from him saying that a business matter, of which Lawyer Russell and the stranger with him were the harbingers, would take him for a week or more to southern Indiana. He had not time to say goodby in person, but he would write to her from Dighton, and he hoped to find her well on his return. That was all. Not an allusion to the con- fession he was going to make,â€"not a siizn that he had held her for a. moment in hierarms and kissed her passionately, while he called her his darling. He was going away on bus- iness and would write to her. Nothing could be briefer or more Informal7 though he called her his dear Rossie. And Rossie, whose faith was not easily shaken, felt that she was dear to him even though he disap- pointed her. She would hold to that While he was absent, and though her face was not quite as bright and joyous as the night before, there was upon it an expression of happiness and content which made watchful Mrs. Mark- ham think that, as she expressed it to her- self, “something had happened.” SOMETHING D 0E S HAPPEN. It had rained all day in Dresdenâ€"a steady, persistent rain, which kept the guests of the Hotel Victoria indoors, and made them so tired and uncomfortable, and restless, that by night every shadow of reserve was swept away, and they were ready to talk to any one who would answer them in their own tongue. Conspicuous among the guests assembled in the parlor was Miss Flemingâ€"“Miss J oseph- ine Fleming, Boston, U. S. A,” she was re- gistered, and she passed for one of those Bostonians who, whether deservedly er notI get the reputation abroad of being very ex- clusive, and proud, and unanproachable. Just now this character suited Josephine, for she found that she was more talked about when she was re- served and dignified than when she was for- ward and flippant; so, though they had been at the Victoria some weeks, she had made but few acquaintances. and these among the English and most aristocratic of the Ameri- cans. And Josephine had never been so beautiful as she was now. And she had the satisfaction of knowing that she was always the most attractive woman in every company, and the one most sought after. Of her poverty she made no secret, and did not try to conceal the fact that she was Mrs. Arnold’s companion. But she had seen better days, of course, before papa died and left his affairs so involved that they lost everything, and mam- ma was compelled to take a few boarders to eke out their income. This was her story, which took well when told by herself, with sweet pathos in her voice and a drooping of her long lashes over her lovely blue eyes. Every one of her acquaint- ances of any account in America had been stepping-stones in Europe, where she met people who knew the Gerards, and John Hay- den, and Miss Belknap, who was her very heaviest card, and one she played most fre- quently, and with the best success. The New Yorkers all knew Beatrice, and were inclined to be very gracious to her friend. Occasionally she had come across some graduate from Amherst, whom she had met before, but never till the rainy day with which this chapter opens had she seen any one from the vicinity of Rothsay, or who knew her husband per- sonally. She was in the habit of looking over the list of arrivals, and had seen the names of “Mr. and Mrs. Philip Evarts, Cincinnati, U. S. A.,” and had readily singled out the new comers at table d‘hote, divining at once that the lady was a bride; but no words had passed between them until the evening of the rainy day ; then Josephine entered the parlor faultlessly gotten up, and looking very sweet and lovely in her dark blue silk and velvet jacket, with her golden hair caught up with an ivory comb. Nothing could be prettier than she was, and Phil Evarts, who, as Ever- ard had said, was just the man to be attracted by such a woman as Josephine, and whose wife was sick with a headache in her room, managed to get near the beauty, who took a seat apart from the others, and met his ad- vance with a swift glance of her dreamy eyes, which made his heart beat faster than a. man’s heart ought to beat when his wife is upstairs with a headache. “Excuée me, sir: but do you has been a mail since lunch 7" “I don’t,” he replied, “but I will enquire. I am just going to the office. What. name shall I ask for 7" -â€"-“The Temple of Glory of Russia” is the name of the building which it is proposed to erect in St. Petersburg, on Vasilievsky Is- land, just opposite the Winter Palace. The form of the building will be similar to that of the crown of Viadimir Monomaeh, a. brave prince of the eleventh century, and the inter- nal arrangements are to represent the history Russia. â€"The Bishop of Kamtchatka having vis- ited Saghalien, the new Russian penal settle- ment. reports that there are many escapes in stolen boats to the mainland ; that the ofliciels and overseers are not free from dan- ger, a. doctor. who pronounced as well a con- vict pretending to be too ill to work, having been murdered. The chaplain has not for two years been to where the convicts are at work in the coal mines, but from fear remains at Korsekofl. It was her busines- to speak said; very modesply»: [CONTINUED FROM FIRST PAGE]. CHAPTER XXVII. [To BE courmusnj know if there first, and she Three Children Drowned in Newfound-i landâ€"Their Father Rescued with great Difficulty-The Mother 9. Hopeless Maniac. ST. J OHN, N. F., May 17.â€"The quiet little hamlet of Brooklyn, in Bonavista Bay, was, on the 29th ult., the scene of a very sad ac- cident. In such a quiet and humble village, the abode of a small rustic population, such a melancholy incident as I am about to un- fold carries dismay and panic over every threshold. Brooklyn is one of four or five comfortable settlements of recent date, situ- ated on one of the many fords that break and indent the coast line of the northwest arm of . Bonavista Bay. Hither many families of I fishermen have retired from the eastern . coast of Newfoundland to endeavor to im- i prove their circumstances by combining the pursuit of agriculture with that of the deep I sea fishery. The village is situated on an arm of the bay, and looks over againsta cosy rural hamlet called Bloomfield. Brook- lyn had no schoolhouse, and the children of the peasants are accustomed to cross the dividing arm over to Bloomfield to the gen- eral school ; in the winter and early spring time on the ice, because affording a shorter mode of travel, and in the summer season by means of a ferryboat ; but when the water was rough and the wind gusty the longer route around the arm was adopted. As the spring advanced the ice afforded a more and more insecure road for the village school children. In this un- certain and treacherous condition of the ice Samuel Pye left his home in Brooklyn with his three children, one boy and two girls, the eldest of whom was named Teresa. When he had entered upon the ice he placed the three children on the sledgeâ€"a vehicle which is locally called a “catamaran”â€"and pushed off from the shore in the direction of Bloom- field. When they had proceeded about two hundred yards on their journey Teresa a fine young girl of thirteen years of age, as if urged by the secret consciousness of impend- . ing death, jumped off the sledge and pro- posed to her father that she would walk and thus lighten his burden for him. She fol- lowed behind her father for about one hun- dred yards more, when suddenly the ice gave way with a crash and the sledge, with the two children and their father,was precipitated into the water. Teresa, who was now within half a dozen yards of the yawning gap in the ice bridge, rushed to the rescue of her father, sister and brother, but fell into the embraces of death. When her eyes first took in the dreadful accident that had overtaken her dear ones she uttered a piercing shriek. and HH TO THE RESCUE. The young girl’s frantic cry was heard by a man named Lethbridge, the solitary specta- tor from the shore of the melancholy occur- rence. The substance of his account of the accident, as witnessed by himself is the fol- lowing : When his attention was drawn by Teresa’s agonizing shriek to the scene amid the ice he at once hastened to the spot. Mean- while she had rushed to the very edge of the crumbling ice and stood with her hands out- stretched towad her father, when suddenly the slender crust gave way and she sank and rose no more. By the time Lethbridge had reached the scene of death the two younger children had disappeared and were never seen after. Their fate was no doubt precipitated by the current flowing beneath the ice that bore them away when they had once sunk under the ice crust. Lethbridge, by means of a small piece of rope he happened to have with him at the time, and by an effort of great daring, succeeded in dragging Samuel Pye in an apparently lifeless condition out of the benumbing water and landing him safely on the ice, from which he was conveyed home by some of his neighboring friends, who were now collecting from all sides to the scene. Several of the men with various appliances sought to recover the bodies of the three fated children, but all efforts proved unavailing. Neither of the two younger children nor the young heroine Teresa was seen any more. The remorseless wave had closed over them and had consigned their tender young bodies to a chilly and nameless tomb. As soon as the dismal intelligence of the complete wreck of all her earthly hopes had reached the poor mother she swooned away into what was thought by her neighbors to be an endless sleep. Reason could no longer maintain its empire, so that when the afflicted Rachel awoke from her slumber the darkness of lunacy had shut out the vision forever from her eyes. The children are gone, the mother lives in no world of realities, and the husband is too likely, ere this, to have followed the vanished faces of his little ones. (crews-vâ€"pâ€"r r-“mI: lm~4 walnuts-1451' The Montreal Star of Thursday publishes avery good portrait of his Royal Highness Prince Leopold, now one. visit to Canada, accompanymg it with the following interest- ing sketch: This, it says, is the first visit of his Royal Highness to this country, and we have no doubt Canadians will vie with each other in doing honor to the youngest son of our be- loved Queen. Prince Leopold George Duncan Albert, K. G., K. T., Duke of Saxony, Prince of Coburg and Gotha, was born April 7th, 1853 and is therefore just beyond h1s twenty- seVenth year. Owing to feeble health, he has led acomparatively retired lifeâ€"a life, how- ever, which is admirably suited to his tastes and feelings, which are much in common with those of his lamented father, whom it is said he resembles in various ways. He is said to possess the same studious disposition, the same love for music, art. liturature and scholarship, the same thoughtful earnest- ness, and the same skill in a certain form of oratory and eloquence, which so distinguished the late Prince Consort. Edu- cated at first under the tuition of Canon Duckworth, and later on at Christ church, Oxford, where he graduated with high honors and the B. A. degree. the young Prince next turned his attention to the study of English literature, the age and works of Shakespeare occupying his ch1ef attention. He proved himself an apt scholar and soon acquired an accurate knowledge of the text of the works of the great bard. The natural bent of his mind led him to the study of the metaphysi- cal and abstract sciences, in which branches he made rapid advancement. He has also greatly distinguished himself by his taste and skill in music, his wonderful tact, his zealous concern for the welfare of mankind. and by his efforts to advance the cause of popular education and intellectual cultureâ€"in all of which departments he has followed the foot- steps oi his illustrious father. He is extremely popular amongst the British people,~ gaining the affection of the nation, however. by no very great social display, from which his sober, timid nattire naturally shrinks, but by reason of the role which he has adopted, of the philanthropist, the man of learning, and the encourager of all that is beautiful in art and in song. From time to time specimens of the oratory which has fallen from the lips of the young Prince. have appeared in our columns. Our readers are, therefore, weli acquainted with the distinguishing character- istics of those scholarly addresses and speeches which have made the name of Prince Leopold famous among eloquent speakers. As we said before, we trust that the visit of his Royal Highness will be a pleasant one, and that when he returns to the Mother- land, he may take with him many happy memories of hisy sojourn among Ca- inadians. â€"â€"Simultaneously, in the Audubon (Iowa) County Clerk’s Office. one man applied for a copy of a decree of divorce from his former wife, and another man for a. license to marry her. The former wished the latter joy, but sarcasm was detected in his tone. â€"â€"Russian students are now forbidden to marry, and those who violate this rule are to be expelled from the university. â€"A Brocklyn paper is of opinion that a. kind word “will always go further than a flat-iron or a potato-masher." A TERRIBLE ACCIDENT- PRINCE LEUPOLD. An acceptable book will be that of “Bal- lads and Lyrics,” a, book about to issued in New York. It is to contain the choicest poems in English language, beginning with “ Chevy Chase.” Some letters from David Garrick, the great English actor, have been unearthed in Lon- don. They were addressed to Frank Hay- man, the scene artist of Drury Lane Theatre. Here is one dated from Cheltenham, Aug. 13th, 1746. It is a curiosity'in its way : “I came to this place last Thursday, & a damn’d dull Place it is, notwithstanding] we have Balls twice a week, assemblies every night, & the facetious Mr. Foote to Crown the whole. He is full of spirits, abounds in Pleasantly, plays at Whist for five pounds a Rubber, wears laced Frocks with dirty shirts, and to the eternal mortifieation of the Beaux Esprits he has renounced the stage for ever, & so, as Bayes sayes (farewell to Genius, humour and all that for damn him if he plays any more. I have drank the waters and they agree very well with me, but I have unfortunately got a Boil under the waistband of my Breeches that greatly discomposes me, & perhaps my want of Relish for the pleas- ures of Uheltenham may be chiefly owing to that ; you shall know when you see me. ” It appears to be settled at last that Mr. Chambers was the author of the ”Vestiges of Creation,” a. remarkable work which has been attributed to many writers. Mr. Page oldly affirms through the Caledonian Mercury that he holds proof of Mr. Chambers being the writer of the book. The “Rhymes and Recollections” of Wil- liam Thorn. a. Handloom Weaver, have re- cently appeared. His poetry took a. strong hold upon his countrymen, and he was greatly admired as a poet. Here is one of his best in the native dialect. It is entitled “Autumn Winds :” ‘ Oh, ye waesome ;winds, hoo your mourning grieves, Hoo your sighing an’ moaning fear me i As we toss an’ tenr the trembling leaves That ye cherished when he was near me. I ve kent ye woo themâ€"I’ve heard ye woo, As seftly as woman’s lane signing; When ye slyly kissed the cozie dew Free their faulded bosoms lying. Now nightly thwart the naked plain, Ye are whining the saucy snaw in , Ye’ve changed the dew to the pelting rain, Till your poor droukit leaves are fa’iu. Hae ye fausely strayed ’mang misty groves, Wi’ ice-wreathed maidens to marrow ‘2 0h, they’ve come un’ slain your bonnie Summer loves, An’ driven ye daft wi’ sorrow 1 But my love is true, ye winds that blaw, And your fuuseness maunns. fear me ; His kind heart will never flit nor fa’, Nor own anither dearie, There ’3 ae green branch on you blighted tree, An’ the lave a’ darkly dwiniug ; There’s ae bricht e’e looks love to me, Like the wierd licht o'er me shining. Yet oh,ye winds, hoo your wailing grieves H00 your sighing an’ moaning fear me I As ye toss and tear the downie gray leaves That waur green, green. when he was near me. Mr. Stedman, himself a, poet of renown wrote an able and exhaustive paper for the May issue of Scribner’s Magazine, on the genius and character of Allan Edgar Poe, author of “The Raven.” He has certainly concealed nothing, while he does ample jusâ€" tice to the merits of the wayward poet. What the American people, or at any rate a large proportion of them, have seen in ex- President Grant to induce them to desire him as Chief Magistrate for a third term, it would be difficult to say. That he was successful as a warrior there cannot be any denial; but he has no ability for statesmanship, and the greatest quality he exhibited during his two terms of office was money getting. It is ex- traordinary that the Americans care nothing for men of first rate ability when they have to choose a. president. Such men as Webster, Calhoun, Clay and other prominent states- men stood no chance in the struggle. Gen. Grant has had a hard time since the mention of his name in connection with the next Presidency, and his opponents havei done their best to belittle him. Judge Black, in the latest issue of the North American Review has a scathing article in which he says :â€""’General Grant’s own history and character as a civilian make it certain that those who support him are enemies of free and honest government.These third-termers are not mad men. They have tried Grant, and they know what he is good for. Those acts of deadly hostility to the Constitution which distinguish the period of his Administration they expect him to re- peat.’l‘hose atrocious corruptions which made it the golden age of the public plunderer they look for again. I affirm that they intend this, not because they have said so in words, but because, being sane men, they can intend nothing else.” He goes further than this, and charges him with takingtt 100,000 from the Treasury in defiance of the Constitution, and declares that “from the beginning to end of his adminstation he was treacherous to the most sacred trust that human hands could hold. " A grandson of the poet Drake, Mr. Charla De Kay, is the latest addition to the list 0 American poets. He has just published a volume with the title of “Hesperus and Other Poems.” Our own Canadian poet, Mr. Charles Sangster, has a book with the same title. His first venture is not likely to raise him to the pinnacle of fame. As it seems to be fashionable now to claim all the greatness that is possible for the so- called men of free thought, the independent thinkers, it is not surprising,theref0re, that Mr. Underwood. in his estimate of Mr. Ralph Waldo Emerson, as given in a lengthy paper written for the North American Review, should regard his idol as the most original writer since the days of Lord Bacon. It is true that he is a man of great ability ; but in what his particular genius consists we do not see. His style is peculiar, but not more so than that of other living writers. He began literary work at an early age, and of may be added that he had little to guide him in form ing his style, for he had to write only for his own people. It is creditable to Mr. Emerson, and an honor to Boston. that he first saw the light in the city of Notions seventy~three years ago. Matters in New England were rather primitive in those days, and the Republic was young ; but Mr. Emer- son was no laggard. Having received a suitâ€" able education he missed his vocation by taking to the pulpit, which he soon left in order to turn philosopher. Adhering to this he has become famous, and the Sage of Con- cord is unquestionably the most noted liter- ary man in America today. His doctrine and belief may possibly be comprised in this extract from one of his lectures : “I see the spectacle of morning from the hill-top over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel might share The long slender bars of cloud float like fishes in the sea of crimson light. From the earth, as a shore, 1 look out into that silent sea. I seem to partake its rapid transformations the active enchantments reach my dust, and I dilate and conspire with the morning wind. How does nature defy us with a few cheap elements 1 Give me health and a day, and I will make the pomp of emperors ridiculous. The dawn of Assyria : the sunset and moon- rise are my Paphos and unimaginable real ms of iaerie ; broad noon shall be my England of the senses and the understanding ; the night shall be my Germany of mystic philos- ophy and dreams.” WHAT are you thinking about? Money ls trash compared with good health. Edison’s Electric Absorbent Belt, large size, costs only two dollars; small size one dollar and fifty cents. Sold by all druggists. As a poet Emerson will never hold high rank. He could revel Wildly enough, in the realms of fancy without invoking the muse ; he has, nevertheless, attempted to scale the heights of Panassus, and has produced poetry which some profess to admire. From h1s “Good- bye,” this extract may suffice to show that he is at least smooth in his versiflca- tion : “ Good-bye 10 flattery’a face ; To grandeur with his wise grimace ; To upstart wealth’s averted eye ; To supple office. law and high ; To crowded balls, to court and street ; To frozen hearts and hastening feet ; To those Who go, and those who come ; Good-bye, proud world. I’m going home." "UR SPECIAL HOLIJNIN. The I Weary Wondering-i ol :1 \Vrelched Moll-er in Fenn-ylvnnin. (From the Pittsburg Telegraph.) In the summer of 1874, some time in , August, Mary Julia Kelly, then residing in. Titusville, Crawford County, Pa., sent her six year old daughter, Mary Ann. to a gro- cery store, not a hundred yards from her home, for a. pound of sugar. From the moment the child then looked into her mother’s face to hear the direction of what she was to do, that mother has not gazed into her child’s face. Ten minutes elapsed,but no Mary returned ; five minutes more, and the mother, impatient, went herself to the stone, but her child was not there. The man in the store knew little Mary. “Where is Mary l” inquired the mother of the shop- keeper. “I don’t knowâ€"she has not been here this morning.” “Why, I sent her only twenty minutes or more ego," nervously said the mother. “That may be,” said the man, but she did not come.” Then began the weary search. The neighbors were all inquiied ofâ€" houses were visited near byâ€" people were in- terrorogated, but no one had seen or heard of Mary. The shades of night gathered around Mrs. Kelly’s home before she returned from her weary afternoon’s search for her lost child. It was a. sad night in the widow’s little family circle, for there were three older children pre- sent. No one sleptâ€"all wept and prayed for little Mary. Early the next morning Mrs. Kelly was again out in search of her little one â€"and thus day after day, week after week, month after month and year after year Mrs. Kelly has Wandered through Crawford, War- ren, Mercer and Erie Counties, inquiring, watching. searching for her chlld. But each night only closed in gloom, and the hopes that rose in the sad mother’s heart at the ris- ing of each sun sank again and were lost in the darkness which surrounded her as its brightness was shaded from the world Mrs. Kelly has friends in Columbia, Lancaster County, where she has been spending a few months to rest from her weary search, and to try to find consolation for her sad heart. But the mother cannot rest. She was in Harris- burg on Saturday With letters appealing for aid to help to get her story before the public, while she passes on to Titusville, Whither she is going to resume search for her child. She is convinced that her little one is concealed somewhere in that region, and is resolved never to give up her search. A comfortable home has been spent in this effort, and the sad mother is resolved to sacrifice her life be’ fore she yields in her energy to find her child. May Heaven help her in her efforts and crown them with success. â€"â€"There is a notable difference between the weather just now and at the corresponding period last year. â€"-It does not follow that the clown at a circus is intemperate, just because he goes out between the yaks. â€"Peruvi‘a;fi"money is worth two cents on the dollar, if delivered in parcels handy for stopping 3p stqve-pipe holfeg. _ -â€"-Somebody has discovered that cats can’t live at a. greater elevation than 13,000 feet, therefore back sheds should be built 13,500 feet high. IT‘LA' T)L!L.J.J.~L:,. A'sunua.;|’n AR nnnnnnn â€"Birds sing their best songs about five o’clock in the morning. And men who don’t go to bed as early as that have lots of fun. â€"A smart; family can conceal its poverty from the neighbors very well, but it is given dead away the minute a burglar gets into the house. â€"Thef Philadelphia Chronicle observes that prize fighting is no longer a brutal sport; it is simply an excursion to thé lakes and retum. :AnVEfiglish lifm sold 8,000 fire-proof safes 111 Turkey before it was ascertained that the filling was only saw-dust. â€"A poor tramp went into a. shoe store to beg something in their line, and all that the proprietor gave him was a. shoe lift. â€"The nobby young men of Cleveland fish with gloves on and give a. boy ten cents a time to bait their hook and spit. on the worm. â€"'J.‘he best thing that Courtney and Riley can do is to tie up. American oaramen are at a discount. They are long-Windedâ€"before the race takes place. --A bolt of lightning killed eleven hogs in Virginia and never even shocked three men who were near by playing cards for the own- nership of a blind mule. â€"The man who wouldn’t rather have a broken finger than haveatooth drawn is some old duffer who never ate candy not cracked nuts in his teeth. â€"They say “ ’tis darkest; just before the dawn,” but the man who gets up at midnight to hunt for a. lone match on the corner of the wash-stand can’t see how it could be any darker. â€"It is said that no English clergyman is above forgetting to return a. borrowed unl- brella. When it comes down to umbrellas we are all poor, weak sinners. -â€"â€"New-York pays more for tobacco than bread, says an astonished exchange. But what of it ? Does not almost everybody pay more forlagm’ries than-necessities? â€"A woman was all ready to drown her- self in the Ohio River when she heard of a neighborhood scandal‘ and she went back home and gained five pounds of flesh in a week. â€"A tbucfi of natureâ€"Paterfamilias asks his daughter, apropos of an aspirant for her hand: “By the way, is be well educated ?" “ Well educated? I should say aoâ€"at times l” â€"It is said that nothing hardens a man against sentiment quicker than to come across mud-scows named after the heroines of his poetry and the knights of his prose. â€"An Indiana girl jumped the rope until the bones of her legs began to decay and she had to have them amputated, but don’t let this stop any girl from doing likewise. -â€"YVh_en_lghe )ittle pyattling baby is an hungered, Just after he awikens fOBm h‘é mm ; Why should he'look around, and call for mamma When the little fellow really wants his pap ? â€"Three women attacked a pollceman at Portland, Me., being armed with broom- sticks, and he was so hard pressed that he had to jump into the river to save his life. â€"A North Carolina doctor said he could cure rheumatism in two days, and he tried to by keeping the patient in hot water. Death stepped in, and the doctor stepped for the WoodsA -â€"Miss Emily Faithful imagines that she has done some little good 111 the world by liv- ing single but she admits that if it were to do over again, she’d say “ yes” to some good fellow. â€"New Haven Register :â€"â€"“One glass of plain soda water costs one tenth of a. cent, first price. Now we can understand why it is that a. druggist’s clerk can use the most exâ€" pensive kind of hair oil and wear a very small cane.” ~Chicago Inter-Ocean : Clarence Davis got five years in the penitentiary and. $1,000 fine for having three Wives. Cannon, M.C., has four wives, gets two years in Congress and â€"The phrase “bad form" has grown so threadbare in England that it is set down as “ a. detestable vulgarity that marks the character of those who use it.” That is, it is ‘( rot-7’ -â€"-The Boston Transcript reasons thusly : “ Blossoms produce apples, apples give us cider and cider produces blossoms. Thus one of nature’s most. beautiful compensa. tions.” â€"They charge fifteen cents for a drink of buttermilk at Key West, but as a sort of offset they fling the customer four dozen oranges find tell him to send a dray after his bananas. â€"Boston philosophy says : “ If there were not so many bad men there would not be so many bad women.” If there were no people in the world the mosquitoes would have no- body to bite. HUNTING HER LOST il‘lllhl) COMIC BUDGET- 35.000 :1 year. Have We a privileged class in this country? â€"The New Orleans Picayune wants every rule to work both ways. It says: “There is no instance known of a man sentenced to im- prisonment for life having his sentence com- muted to hanging.” â€"“ No, I never mince matters,” cried the landlady, taming her head. “For heaven’s sake. marm,” beseechingly asked the timid boarder. while his forkful of hash trembled like Mahomet’s coffiniu midvair, "for heaven’s sake, what do you mince?” â€"The Oil City Derrick solves the great mystery : So the only conclusion arrived at 13 that nobody slit ’em, But they fell in Whittaker’s mouth as he slept, And he bit ’em. â€"The New Orleans Democrat can remem- ber the time when $50,000 changed hands in that city over a fight between a dog and a coon, and when every honorable and dge in the State was there to see it. â€"If prize fighters really wanted t9 fight it would be easy enough to find a place where they would not beinterrupted. Forinstance. they could meet in the store of a merchant who does not believe in advertising. wâ€"Kate Ficlds asks: “ Can a man get along without chin?" And a, Western journal re- plies: “ Well, judging from the announce- ments under the head of ‘married’ in the neWSpapers it would seem that a large ma- jority of him couldn’t." â€"Sucb carryings on asthis from Tennessee are sometimes reported: “ A drunkard fled to the woods while. wild with delirium tre- mens. dug a. grave and was found in it dead. His wife was rendered frantic by the sight and prayed that she might die, too. when she was struck by lightning and killed.” â€"â€"Men frequently earn as high as ten (i01- lars per week by their brains. while some have been known to gather in $6,000 for an hour’s w01k with their arms, and others $25,00010r six days‘ Work with their legs. Everything considered, legs pay best.â€"â€"-New York Advertiser. â€"The Hartford Courant gives a list of par- ties who have been reported as killed by light- ning this season, and adds as a. noticeable thing about the list ” that none of the acci- dents occurred in cities or in the presence of telegraph wires and accumulations of metal. These seem to act as safeguards." -â€"-The “ South Sea. cuddle " is the latest European step in the German waltz. This is dreadful 1 Are our sisters and our cousins and our aunts to be exposed to this terrible cuddle ‘2 When our great- grandmothers danced a. minuet, our grandmothers “ Si1 Roger de Caverley,” and our mothers a harm- less schottische there was no cuddling. Cudâ€" dling must be abolished; we are ruined by South Sea cheap cuddling. â€"When John Thompson, of Middlebury, Vt, returned to his filthy hovel after a proâ€" longed spree, his eight dogs, almost; starved, attacked him. It became necessary to kill all the dogs before he could be rescued, and then he was torn from head to foot. â€"â€"Now the puzzle of fifteen is trying the patience and ingenuity of the Russians. lI‘he St. Petersburg manufactory of educational objects has turned out the puzzle in large quantities, with the notion that it may serve to develop the virtue of patience in children â€"â€"â€"The following, from Hake’s address to a dancing girl, is considered very pretty by the London critics : Ngye dai'e iqterprej’, all herliw'nbs} express, That clad in lfiusic thus divinely Ifigve -, Thosa arms would all embrace, those lips caress The heaven descending dove ; More th :n the thought dare dream of they con- fess, Because their art is love. â€"â€"Bufialo Express: The rotund Rev. Mrs. Van Cott is suffering from heart disease, and her physicians declare that if she speaks in public she is liable to die at any moment. Nevertheless, she has begun aseries of revival meetings in New York, declaring that she cannot afford to be sick as long as “ Bob” Ingersoll’s health is so shockingly and alarm- ingly good. ” Three cousins would like to receive the cartes de visite of and correspond with three gentle- men,with the object of an early marriage, in good circumstances. May is twentyâ€"four, fair and good looking; Floy is twenty-one, tall, fair, with azure eyes and golden hair; JulQet. is twenty, lurk, ten let and awe. All are good housekeepers and accomplished. â€"Hete is a chance for several bachelors. The following card is published in aWinnipeg paper, where girls are supposed to be scarce : ‘- MIss MARY BROUGE TON, ” Winnipeg." â€"A lightning stroke went clear through :1 Clark county, Ky.. school house, killed a grey- hound asleep under the floor, but left the 25 children unharmed. DEDICATION TO TRELAWNEY, ”THE FRIEND 0F BYRON, SHELLY AND OF GREECE." . n sea mew on a sea king’s wrist alighting, As the north sea Wind caught and strained and curled The raven-figured flag that led men fighting From field to green field of the water world, Might find such brief high favor at his hand For Wings imbrued with brine, with foam im-. pearled, As these my songs require at vours on land, That durst not save for love's free sake require Being lightly born hetween the foam and sand, But retired by hope and memory and desire Of liVes that were midlife that is to be, Evei‘i such as filled his heavenliet song with re, Whose very voice, that sang to set men free, Was in your ears as ever in ours his lyre, Once, era the flame receiveu him from the sea. '_â€"F7'om Swinburne's new volume â€"Messrs. H. & T. McKillip, of the Brant House, intend having a passage dredged through the bar leading to their delightful pleasure resort, so that steamers may convey passengers from the city thither. This will no doubt have the effect of materially increas- ing their patronage. 0 sweet and bitter, and end true i I love you still and only you. Betrayed forsaken, is it strange That love is love and cannot change ? 0 vain regret l the days depart ; And day by day the faithful heart, That loves you still, is full of pain For day s that will not come again. 0 fond and fickle, false and [air ! Do you recall the days that were, And think of these Without IL thrill 0f pain for one who loves you still ‘2 0 last and first I the songs of love Are full of faith on lips above : And, having loved you, is it strange I love you still and cannot change ‘2 â€"“ Notes and Queries ” records the fact that the following inscription has lately been placed in the south cloister of Westminster Abbey : THE wonder of the age. Disease cured not by imagination but by clectricity and absorp- tion. See pamphlet with testimonials regard- ing Edison’s Belts. Wesley 1725 1726 1727 1731 Infant Children of Samuel Wesley Brother of John Wesley." â€"According to the Detroit Free Press the following com binatiun melody was sung in Windsor on Monday : In the mo-oo-orning, in theâ€" When Britain first, at Heaven’s command. In the bright light. Send her victorious happy andâ€"- In the morning by the bright light. We won’t go home tillâ€" Britannia. rules the wan-wawes. Britain never, never never shall Go home till daylight doth appear. In the mo- 0- ~01ning, in the morning by theâ€"- God save the Queen. USE common sense and get one of Edison’s Electric Belts for liver and kidney complaints, indigestion, costlveness and all diseases aris- ing from an improper action of the digestive organs. Thousands have been benefitted by them. Call on your druggist for a. pamphlet with testimonials. QUXT that penurious habit and go and get one of Edison’s Belts. They are worth ten Limes what they cost for liver and kidney complaints, indigestion, castiveness and general debility. See pamphlet at your drug- gist’s. “ Address all to ' Nuttyâ€"Susanna. Ursulaâ€"Samuel FINAL FAITH. The Many Sides lo [he Sale 0! 'l hemâ€" llow ‘--cnlpers” PU Their Remunera- live Tlalll‘ A few days since a. Detroit Free Press re- porter was sitting in a railroad ticket office when a man entered who evidently had not been long in the glorious climate of the United States. His dress indicated as much and his speech iodlcated more. “Teekit to Minopios,” he said. : “To where ?” asked the ticket agent. After much questioning it was ascertained that the man wanted to go to Minneapolis,Ks. “How much,” he then asked. “It. will cost you $24.50.” “I gife you $20. ’ The ticket agent shook his head, and at once our embryo Ameiican citizen started to- wards the door, bag in hand. “Hold on; where are you going ?” “I can get teekit 620. ” “You’ re foolish to think so. I can sell as low as any man.’ “I gife you $21. " The agent shook his head. “I gife you 3522.” Another shake. “I gife you twenty-two dollars and half.” Shake. “I gife you $23.” This was said with some vehemence and in a. decided way, as though the bidder had leached the limit. l Shake. , “I gife you,”he said alters pause, “twenty- three dollars and half.” “Huh 5’" “Where are you going? What place? What State ?” Again shake. The contest was becoming interesting. “I gife you $24.” Shake. The whole manner of the man changed. Assuming a look that was meant to unhend , the resolution of the ticket agent if anything could, he said in a. tone that would have melted any heart but that of a railroad man, at the same time throwing his head a. little to one side : “You trow me off a quarter ?” No,the agent wouldn’t do that even, and in less than five minutes he had the man’s $24.50, and the latter had the ticket and was gone. In the meantime his train had also gone, and coming back to the ticket office he was ready to sell out. “How did you know how to take him ‘2” “We can tellâ€"experience is what teaches.” “What is the ideal ticket buyer ‘2” “The man who comes in says : ‘How much is a ticket to San Francisco'?’ and at once lays down the money without a word." ”You don’t have many of them ?" “Well, yes, a good many. Others ask the fare and then start for the door. Before they can get away I tell them that we sell as low as the lowest, and to come here before going away. Some times they do and again they don’t. Occasionally they come back and say they can get a ticket for so much. I tell them I know better. Of course they have been to a ‘scalper’s’ and I tell them so, and say that they can’t be sure of getting a good ticket any- where except in the regular office. But if it is a business man who travels constantly I can’t tell him anything about tickets : he will look as sharply at what he buys at a. ‘scalper’s’ as a conductor does at tickets he has handed to him. He can’t be fooled by a ‘fixed’ ticket. Not all are so well up, however.” “What’s a fixed ticket?” “You see, when a scalper pays, say $12 for a ticket, it represents just that much to him, and he is bound to get it backâ€"some way. If it is a limited ticket with an L punch in it he will watch his chance to tear from a ticket of the same color a small corner. This he cuts to exactly fit the L hole, works it up a little with paste, punches an L hole over another date, and so makes it good for a few days longer.” “That‘s getting it down pretty fine.” “Fine? I should say !” “What if the conductor suspects a ticket?” “Then it makes all the diiference in the world, whether the man who has it is well dressed or seedy. If the latter, he is likely to be put- otf the train. But if he looks like a man who would make a legal fight if he was put off, and his ticket was found good, the conductor never touches himâ€"you can depend on that.” “How do ‘scalpers’ get hold of ticketsâ€"good ones ‘2” “0, a few of them who are reliable are sup- plied by us with tickets and we pay them a. commission. There are degrees of goodness ELLd. mscality even among ‘scalpers.’ Then, too. they deal in passes as well as in tickets. A man will, by cheek or otherwise. get a pass over the Michigan Central to Chicago, and in less than fifteen minutes afterwards he offer. ing it to ‘scalpers’ for two or three dollars. Of course if a regular ticket agent gets sight of it, he reports the fact to the Michigan Cen- tral office, and conductors will take it up and collect fare. “It is really wonderful how these ‘scalpers’ work to get around us. They are among the shrewdest men in the citv. thoroughly posted and up to every possible dodge. A while ago when there was no commission paid to agents on tickets from Detroit to Toledo, the ‘scalpâ€" ers’ put up a little game to this effect : One in Detroit would sell a ticket from Detroit to Buffalo by way of Slocum Junction for $4 ; also, a ticket from Slocum Junction to Toledo and return for $2. The man would go on his Buffalo ticket as far as Slocum Junction and from there to Toledo on the Toledo ticket Now in Toledo a ticket to Buffalo was worth $6.50, and the traveler would sell it and the return ticket to Slocum Junction for $5.50 to a ‘scalper’ who disnosed of it at a little less than the regular‘fare and thus cleared some- thing. The first ‘scalper’ made his commis‘ sion on the Buffalo ticket, while the traveler having made a total outlay of $7, and received 35.50 back. had reached Toledo, his objective point for $1.50, or thirty-five cents less than the regular fare. It was a. small deal all around, but there was and is a heavy travel from here to Toledo and every little helps.” Attempted Blurder ol E. S. Card, of anen- ovln, by n Deposilmn SYRACUSE, N. Y., May 26.â€"~The banking house of E. 8. Card & 00., of Gazeuovie, suspended on Jan. 26. The firm was com- posed of E. S. Card, of anenovia, and B. F. Card, his biothei, a commission merchant doing business in the City of New York. The firm resumed business on March 23. After running about one month, the firm again suspended and made a general assignment to W. A. Crandall. of Cazenovia. The cause of the second suspension of the bank was want of confidence in its ability to transact busi- ness which was felt in the community. The liabilities were about $60,000. A creditor of the bank, Harvey Reed, of Erieville, m- tvmpted, yesterday, to murder Mr. Card by shooting him with a. pistol. Reed entered the office of the Assignee of the bank. where Card was engaged in examining some as» counts, and, without a word of warning, de- liberately fired a pistol shot at Card. The bullet passed into Card‘s clothing and clear through it to his skin, making a slight abrasion of the skin. D. W. Cameron. an attorney, "Seldom. At any rate, there isn’t much now. I have seen tickets sold to a. man, tak- ing him into a State he had no idea of going to. he was an immigrant, and too ignorant of our language and country to know by his ticket where he was going. By the way,w1mt are you on to-day ? I always like to hear you reporters tell how you get news. What have you on the string?" “0. I shall write up all this matter to-day." “What matter ‘2” “Why, this you have been telling me,ab0ut ‘scalpers’ and tickets.” “What I” “You don’t mean to say that you didn’t realize that you have been reeling off an arti- cle for publication." “You aren’t going to print What I’ve been saying.” “Something very like that." “Well, if you must, no names, remember, and be sure to leave out that incident; about â€"--, that's personal, you know.” CRAZED BY A BANIK’IH FAILURE “Of course, among the regdlar ticket agents there i's never anything out; 9f the‘ way ?” 'l‘lCIKE'l'S I seized Reed and held him untilan officer was summoned, when he was anested, and con- fined in the village lockup. He was taken to errisville this forenoon, where the Grand Jury of Madison ("cunt-y is in session. e "7., , Reed was undoubtedly insane on the sub- ject of his loses in Card’s bank. He had a deposit of $360 in the institution when it fai‘ed. When Mr. Card failed he became very much exci‘ed, and declared that he had lost all he had in the wurld. He has been diinking very much of late, and was very much excited. Two weeks ago he asked the ass‘gnee when he was going to get his money. The assignee replied that he would get it as soon as he could Sirttle up matters. Yester- day morning Reed is said to have borrowed the pistol with which the shooting was done from his brother in Erieville, telling him that he wanted to use it to kid rats with. He took the morning train for Cazenovia yester- day morning, and went to 1he Linklaen House. While standing on the steps of the ihotel he saw Mr. Gard go into Mr. Cameron’s ollice, and followed him in about five minutes. 'I he lO‘JOlVCl‘ was of small size. with five barrels. rIhree were loaded when it was taken from Reed after the shooting. Reed de- clared that he intended to kill Card, who had robbed him of all the money he had in the world. Reed was ViSlth by a reporter last evening. He was still confined in the lockup, and complained of Feve'o pains in his head. He is a man of stout build, about 55 years of age. When first arrested he declared that he was sorry he had not killed Card. When asked by the reportir why he had shot at (lard, Reed reâ€" plied, “He robbed me, and I ought to kill him.” The reporter asked him how much money Card robbed him of. “He stole $60 from me yesterday on the street,” said Reed. “Oh, my head l I wish you would get a doctor to come and bleed me.” When asked if he drank anything 10-day, Reed replied, “ch, Sir ; I drank some b. er, and I drank a pint of alcohol last night to stop the awful pains in my head.” Reed was evidently laboring under intense nervous excitement. He has an ordinarily good reputation as a steady and quiet man.‘| It is believed that his losses by the failure of Cards bank have unsettled his mind, and thathe imagined that Card had robbed him of his money. There are others who think that Reed is simply feigning insanity. They assert that he was very cool and deliberate before and after he shot at Card. The neighborhood of Elizabeth City. N. 0., is in a state of great excitement over the re cent elopement and marriage of a gushing young couple, Jonathan Ivy and Florence Seymark. The young lady’s parents did not approve of young lvy’s advances and forbade him their house. The lovers, however, men- aged to meet clandestinely, and had made up their minds to an elopcment, which was to have occurred one night. Old man Seymark, by some means or other, got wind of the pro- posed escapadc and went gunning that day ‘i‘or Jonathan. Coming up with the gay young lover he blazed away at him, shooting him in the shoulder and inflicting a painful but not dangerous wound. Florence was over- whelmed with grief by her father’s hasty con- duct, but her passion for her wounded lover was intensified a thousand fold. She sent him a letter telling him she would fly with him that night if he would come for her. So that night young Ivy put in an appearance with a. close carriage about one o’clock. Miss Florence was in a terrible dilemma, for her cruel parents, to insure against any escapade, had not only locked the girl into her room, but had also taken away almost all her cloth- ing. But she was not to be baffled. She made a rope out of the sheets of her bed and let herself down to the ground, with no other garment but a night dress. She told the coachman to ”look the other way." and after her lover had helped her into the carriage and covered her with the carriage robes, she made him sit on the box with the coachmen. They drove to thehouse of a friend. Where Florence was attired in proper garments, and then proceeded to the house of a sympathiz- ing preacher, where the lovers were speedily united in wedlock. Our Parisian contemporary the Figaro has lately told a terrible story of a headsman’s revenge. Fourteen years ago the murderer Avinain was condemned to death. When, on the morning of his execution, “Monsieur de Paris” entered his cell for the purpose of making his usual preparttions for conveying him to the scaffold. the culprit received him with an outburst of abuse, couched in the foulest imaginable language, to which the “executioner of high works” listened impas- sively, apparently paying no attention to the torrent of insults andimprecations that flowed f1om Avinaiin’ s lips Arrived upon the scaf- fold however, he bound his “patient” to the plank, and then delibemlely lowered the death-dealing knife to within a few inches of the murderer’s neck, examined its edemmised it again to its usual hight, and finally loosened the catch with the customaiy 1esult. As the remains of the decapitated assazsin were being; removed from the scaffold one of the officials piesent obseived to the executioner that he had not performed his task as quickly as usual. “No,” replied the latter, with an in- describable smile, “I let him wait a little.” Experience had taught the practised heads- man how dire is the agony of the last few moments preceding the dreadful passage from life to death ; so, mindful of the wrong in- flicted upon him by the doomed man’s insults, he avenged the outrage with hideous com- pleteness by “letting him wait a little.” An Insane Woman Drowns Home." in a Barrel of Lye. A special despatch from Eaton, Ohio, says: The citizens of New Hope, a small town west of here, on the C. It. & U. Railroad, were all excited yesterday ovcra suicide that took place in their midst on the night before, Mrs. Nancy Painter, the wife of Philip Painter, a resident of that town, being; the viciim. She had been of unsound mind for several years. and about two years ago attempted suicide by cutting her throat. She was closely guarded after that until July 5th, 1879, when she was ad- judged insane, and was taken to the asylum at Dayton, Ohio. She remained thete until about two months ago, when she was returned home and considered much improved in health, and her actions since her return have not been of a nature that gave any particular uneasiness to her husband and friends. (5}? last Saturday evening she and her husband and two children retired to bed early. The husband and children were soon sleeping soundly, little dreaming of the horrible scene that. awaited them on wakening. About mid- night Mr. Painter awoke and found his wife absent;he immediately got up and went to look for her, but she was not to be found in the house. He went out in the yard and in going around the house he found his wife leaning over a barrel of strong lye water that was sitting by the side of the house. Her head and shoulders were hid from View, they being completely covered by the strong fluiil‘é He gave the alarm and the neighbors we a aroused and came in. The Coroner, Dr. A. Stephens, was sent for, and her body was re- moved to the house. The siuht was frightful to look upon. The flesh on her face and neck was cooked to the bone, her eyes were eaten out and her countenance so completely disfig- ured that it did not resemble a human being. As soon as an inquest could be held the body was buried, as no one could look upon it. The evidence at the inquest established the facts about as above stated. She was forty six xears old and highly connected, and was re- spected by all, and her taking such a cruel and painful manner of ending her life is commented on by all. â€"Thc Czar of Russia is afraid of European civilization, and the Sultan of Turkey is afraid of that of Russia. Lately the Turkish Ilovernnwnt has absolutely forbidden the importation into Turkey of any journals pub- lished in Russia. in the Armenian language. AN EXECUI‘IONE IVS BE VENGE. ELOPING EN DESIIABILLE. BIIOL‘KING: HUI