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The conclusion is irresistible that bran has not been sufficiently appreciated as food for stock in past times, and that Dr. Graham was right when he recommended unbolted flour as the best for bread-making. Graham flour is especially adapted for children, as it fur- nishes the material for making bones and developing teeth. Some objection is made to the use of bran by farmers, as it hasa laxative tendency. This is due to the mechanical, not chemical, influences, the coarse particles,when fed alone. often irritating the intestines es- pecially at the first feedings, if given in a large quantity. This may be obviated by feeding bran gradually at first, and in con- nection with hay. A slightly laxative con- dition of the bowels is far healthier than constipation ; and if children are troubled with the latter,Graham bread is just What they need. One great recommendation of bran as feed for stock is that it makes the manure pile so rich. A large proportion of the inorganic matter (ash) in bran is composed of the vari- ous phosphates. just what mi st old soils need, those salts having been carried off in the milk and sold. We have seen wonderful changes produced on old farms by liberal feeding of cows with wheat bran. The pas- tures in ’8. few years have renewed their age. Rye-bran is not quite so rich in ash as wheat, but it makes an excellent food for producing milk, as it contains over 12 per cent. of proton compounds. just the thing for cheese- making. and over2 per cent. of fats. In- deed, dairy farmers generally give the prefer- ence to rye bran, and one reason is that it is finer and does not induce such a laxative condition. â€"Journahstic amenities in England are easily overstepped. The Labouchere-Lawson feud is an illustrative instance. And now Mr. Labouchere has fallen foul of another friend and brother. The distinguished editor of London Truth used to be more than an ally of the editor of the London World. But, then, recently Mr. Edmund Yates of the latter journal took into his head to issue an evening journal entitled the Cuckoo, on the model of Truthâ€"but along way behind the original in specimens of gossipâ€"â€"and there- upon Mr. Labouchero indulges in a little bit of his mind thus : ” The journalistic Cuckoo seems to be running very much in the same lines as the bird of that name. The bird coolly takes possession of some other bird’s nest, and makes use of it for its own pur- poses. The journalistic Cuckoo adopts as its own the paragraphs appearing in other papers. Nature has not blessed the bird with suflicient intellect to enable it to make a nest. I now see how appropriately the name Cuckoo was viven to the new attempt at evening journalism.” The late Alexander Hyde,a well known agricultural writer. had a. high opinion of the feeding quality of bran. Experience of stock- feedera has confirmed the opinion long held by men of science that. in some essential elements of food it is much richer even than lhe pure kernel that it inc‘luses. Mr. Hyde says : â€"- Secretary Windom was a tailor in his earlier days. Ho learned the business of J. D. Burk, of Waterford, Ohio, and partly sup‘ ported himself in the Maltiusburg (Ohio) Academy by making fine coats for the village tailors. We have known an instance when an em- orous old gentleman from an out-station presented himself three successive times at these soirees in the hope of obtaining a. wife to cheer the sslitude of his up country residence. but all in vein; the young ladies unanimously rejected him with the highest disdain, wondering “how sueh an ugly old fellow could have the impudence to think of swife?" But'e very different reception is given to the dashing young sergeant or smart-looking conductor ; their attentions are never repulsed, and the announcement of the “ chosen intendeds,” as Miss Squeers would say, is anticipated with the utmost impa- tience by many an anxious young heart. The wedding speedily follows, the bride's modest “trousseau” being provided from the funds of the establishment, and every girl in the school cheerfully contributing her aid in the manufacture of the dresses. â€"During the six years between 1870 and 1876 there were 63,442 persons exxled to Siberia. by the Government of the late Czar. (Life in Bombay,) When a man in a dment rank of life wishes to marry. and can prove that he possesses the means of maintaining a wife, it is custom- ary for him to apply to the mistress of the Byculla School. state his wishes and qualifi- cations, and inquire into the number and character of the marriageable girls. An investigation immediately follows as to eligibility ; and. if all promises satisfactorily. he is forthwith invited to drink tea with the schoolmistress upon an appointed even- ing. to give him an opportunity of making his selection. The elder girls are then informed of his intended visit and its purport; and those who desire to enter the matrimonial lists come forward and signify their wish to join the party. Fre- quently four or five competitors make their appearance on these occasions in the mistress' room. The gentleman, while doing his best to make himself universally agreeable, yet contrives, in the course of the evening. to mark his preference for one particular lady. Should these symptoms of budding sfleclion be favorably received, he tenders his proposals in due form on the following morning. But it often occurs that the selected lady does not participate in the inamorato’s sudden flame, in which case she is at perfect liberty to de- cline the honor of his alliance. and reserves ; herself for the next tea-party exhibition. A writer in a fashion paper says: “Girls do you want to know how to freshen up your old cashme re dresns preparatory to making them over? If so, I will tell you how. I first carefully ripped every seam and picked out all the threads, shook and brushed out the dust from pleating and ruiiling and each sep arate piece of the dress. Then to one pailfiil of warm water (say eight or ten quarts) I added two ounces of aqua ammonia and suffi- cient bluing to make the water of a very dark blue. Should your dress be rusty you will need all the more bluing. Then take your basket of pieces and carry it out to your clothes-line, also your pail or small tub of water prepared as above. Take each piece separately, immerse thoroughly in. the water, but do not wring it on any account, as it would have creases which it would be almost impossible to press out. Hold for a. moment over the tub to drip, thrn pin on the line. being very cartful to place the goods with the right side toward the line. so that the pins will press the wrong side. as sometimes an imprint is made which is hard to remove it made upon the right side. Go on thus till all the pieces have been thorough- ly immersed (or ” soused up and down,” as Bridget says). Then have a good tire with warm irons ready, and as soon as the pieces are partially dry, still somewhat damp, iron them in the following,’ manner : Take your ironing board and told it thick woolen blanket so as to have six or eight thicknesses over your board ; then take a dark woolen shawl and pinned it over the folds of the blanket tightly around the board, to keep all in place. Never on any account use c Mon sheets, as every wrinkle and crease shows, and leaves a glossy mark on your cashmere. Now, if your pieces are of the right I ampness (and it is better that they be too damp than too dry) and pressed very carefully on the wrong side, you will be surprised to see how nice and fresh they will look. An experienced dressmsker told me this method of restoring old cashmere, and said it was far letter than to have the goods redyed. I was so well pleased-with my dress when it was finished that I did not get anew one, as I had intended. I bought a. quantity of trimming velvet of good quality to use with it, for vest, collar, cufls and revers. and with a rearranging ol rufiies, etc., nearly every one thought 1 had a new dress. THE FEEDING VALUE OF BRAN. HOW TO GET A WIFE IN INDIA. RENOVATING OLD DRESSES At the end of the table, opposite her own seat, was a vacant. chair, and her frown deepened when‘ ghe gpw it. “‘Where is Miss Gaston ?" she demanded of the servant. Before the man had time to reply, the door opened, and a. girl "came in hurriedly, with a somewhat; frightened air._ “ We have a dinner hour,” announced her ladyship, “ and I do not disregard it." “ I am very sorry,” faltered the culprit. “ That. is enough, Lucia.” interrupted Lady Theobald ; and Lucia dropped her eyes and began to eat her soup with nervous haste. In fact, she was glad to escape so easily. She was a. very pretty creature with brown eyes, a. soft. white skin, and a slight figure With a reed-like grace. A great quantity of brown hair was twisted into an ugly coxl on the top of her delicate little head, and she wore an ugly muslin gown of Miss Chickie’s make. “I have been walking in Slowbridge, grundmamma,” she said, “and I met. Mr. Burmistone, who told me that Miss Bas- sett has a visitorâ€"a young lady from America.” " Mr. Burmistone ‘1” she said. “ Did I understand you to say that you stopped on the roadside to converse with Mr. Burmi- stone ?" For a. moment: Miss Phipps appeared to be meditating. Perhaps she was a trifle discom- fited, but she recovered herself after a brief pause, and returned to the charge. “ Well,” she remarked. “ perhaps it is a. Wigwam. Who cares if it is? And at any rate, whatever it is, I haven’t. the slightest doubt that she lives in one." This comparatively tame version was, how- ever, entirely discarded when the diamonds iand silver mines begun to figure more largely in the reportsl Certainly. pretty, over‘dressed, ewelcd bedecked Octavia gave Slowbridge abundant cause for excitement. Aftzer leaving her.Lady Theobnll drove home to Oldclough Hall, rather out of humor. She had been rather out of humor for some time, having never quite recovered from her anger at the daring of that cheerful builder of mills. Mr. John Burmistone. Mr. Burmistone had been one innovation, and Octavia. Bassett was another. She had not been able to manage Mr. Burmistone, and she was not at all sure that she had managed Octavia Bassett. She entered the dining room with an ominous frown on her forehead. “ I beg paeron, grandmamma dear,” she said, going to her seat quickly. “ I did not know you had come home." For some time the meal progressed in dead silence, but at length Lucia ventured to raise her eyes. Lady Theobald laid her knife and fork down deliberately. Lucie colored up to her delicate eyebrows and above them. “ Iwas trying to reach a flower growing on the bank,” she said, “ and he was so kind as to stop to get it for me. I did not know he was hear at, first. And then he inquired how you wereâ€"and told me he had just heard about the young lady." “ Naturally I” remarked her ladyship, sar- donicnlly. “ Itis asI anticipated it would The very boarding-school (Miss Pilcher’s select seminary for young ladies, “ com- bining the comforts of a home,” as the circular said, “ with all the advantages of genteel education”) was on fire with it. highly colored versions of the stories told being circulated from the “ first class" down- ward, even taking the form of an Indian princess, tattooed blue, and with difficulty restrained from indulging in war whoopsâ€" which last feature so alarmed little Miss Big- bee, aged seven, that she retired in fear and trembling, and shed tears under the bed- clothes ; her terror and anguish being much increased by the stirring recitals oi soalping stories by pretty Miss Phipps, of thg first classâ€"a young person who possessed a vivid imagination, and delighted in romances of a tragic tum. “ He doesn’t know much about it, if he calls a Wigwam a. wampum,” interposed Miss Smith with still greater pertness. “ I have a. brother who knows better than that, if I am only in the third class.” “ I have not the slightest doubt.” said Miss Phipps, “ that when she is at home she lives in s wampum.” “ What is wampum ‘2” inquired one of her admiring audience. “ A tent,” replied Miss Phipps. with some impatience. “ I should think any goose would know what. It is a kind of tent; hung with scalps andâ€"and â€" moccasins, and-â€" lariatsâ€"and things of that sort." “ I don’t. belieQe that is the right name for it," put in Miss Smith, who was a part member of the third class. “ Ah l” commented Miss Phipps, “ ‘hat was Miss Smith who spoke, ”of course. We may always expect information from Miss Smith. I trust that. I fiiay he allowed to say that I think I have a. brother " In this manner Slowbride received the shock which shook it to its foundations, and it was a shock from which it did not recover for some time. Before ten o’clock the next morning, everybody knew of the arrival of Martin Bassett’s daughter. \Vith us ! Immmmel, make us meet Thy heavenly board to sit beside. Thine are the garments; deck us now For the glad supper of Thy bride. Where do the tempests cease to roll? Where do the trees immortal bear 2’ Where does the cross become the crown ‘2 “ Where‘s the guest chamber ‘2” There, oh! there! Courage, dem- commdes, though we take Our feast, [LS Israelites of 010, In haste, with garments girt, yet soon This desert sand shall turn to gold. Surely we should not faint, who henr Fur down the years those words so true1 “ Beloved, in my Father's house, I‘ll drillii new Wine again with you.“ Sweet are the drops from Culvury's cross, Sweet are the children’s crumbs mm lull But is there no eternal lodge ‘.’ Guest chambers feasting, one and {LIL 0131‘ feet are WQM'y, and we mint; . 0 Darkness and (1:34an our spirifi Ehills Yet ’mid the darkness and the damp, Glimmer the everlasting hills. “ Where’s the guest chamber ‘2" Many a, roof Rising t4 heaven with glittering spire‘ Procmims that in those sacred walls Still burns the sacramental tire “ Where‘s the guest chamber ‘2” Mxmy a room Where ems are closing on earth’s din, And faithful watchers weep, unm “ Two shall pass out; Where one went in" “ An upper room,” unmarked by fame, \Vur has not spared its sacred walls ; Yet glories ’rouud that chamber Shine, \Vhlch never yet; graced banquet halls. He, who knew every heart that yearned To keep the feast, {LS eve grew dim, Remuined, mmskedâ€"there were but twelveâ€" And one a traitorâ€"supper} with him. “ Where's the guest chamber?" Was no floor “’ith tessalated pavement given ? The sparkling founts, the flowers bright, Prepared to feast the, King of Heaven ‘2 Did not the proud and mighty men Cruve the lone stranger for a. guest; To eat the passover with Him, To lean at supper on His breast? "The Mnstex saith, Where is the guest chamber-1" " VOL. XXIII. A PAIR BARBARIAN. By Francis Hodgson Burnett THE GUEST CHAMBER CHAPTER V LUCIA HARRIET ANNIE “Lucia," she said, “ this is Francis Barold, who is your cousin.” Captain Barold shook hands feebly. “ I have been trying to find out whether it is third or fourth,” he said. “ It is third,” said my lady. Lucia had never seen her display such curdiality to anybody. But Captain Francis Barold did not seem much impressed by it. It struck Lucia that he would not be likely to be impressed by anything. He seated himself near her grandmother‘s chair, and proceeded to explain his presence on the spot, without exhibiting much interest even in his own relation of facts, “ I promised the Rathburns that I would spend a. week at their place ; and Slowbridge was on the way. so it occurred to me I would; drop off in passing. The Rathburua's place, Broadpaks, is about ten miles further on; not far, you see.” Lucia. gave him a pretty, frightened look. as if she felt that». after such an audacious confession. something very serious must happen; but nothing serious happened at all. Singularly enough, it was Lady Theo- bald herself who looked ill at ease, and as though she had not been prepared for such a contingency. Just as they had seated themselves, and Lady Theobald was on the point of drawing toward her the little basket, containing the gray woolen mittens she made a duty‘of employing herself by knitting each evening. Dobeon, the couchmah. in his character of footmen,threw open the doommd announced a visitor. “ Captain Barold.” Lady Theobald dropped her gray mitten. the sttel needles falling upon the. table with a clink. She rose to her feet at nnce, and met half way the young man who had en- tered. “ My dear Francis,” she remarked, “ I am exceedingly glad to see you at last,” with a slighiemphgnig uppp ghe ‘fiat Last]: l1 Thu-inks." said Captain Burold, rather lauguidly. " Ypu’re Yery gogd, I’m 5:111:83: " Then,” said Lady Theobald, ” I am to understand 1511M; your visit is accidental." Captain Barold was not embarrassed. He did not attempt to avoid her lady- ship‘s rather stern eye, as he made his cool reply 7"Well, yes,” he said. “ I beg pardon, but it is accidental, rather." During the whole of the evening, in fact, it was always Lady Theobald who was placed at a. disadvantage, Lucia discovered. She could hardly realize the fact at first; but Then' he glanced (it? Lucia, and Ladv Theobald addressed her. “ 1f Miss Gaston marries," she repeated. “ Does it seem likely that Miss Gaston will not marry ?” This settled the matter finally. Lucia was to be married when Lady Theobald thought fit. So far, however, she had not thought fit â€" indeed, there had been nobody for Lucia to marryâ€"nobody whom her grandmother would have allowed her to marry, at least. There were very few young gentlemen in Slowbridge. and the very few were scarcely eligible according to Lady Theobald's standard andâ€"- if such a thing should be mentionedâ€"to Lucia’s, if she had known she had one, which she certainly did not. When dinner was over, Lady Theobald rose, and proceeded to the drawing room, Lucia following in her wake. From her very babyhood, Lucia had disliked the drawing room, which was an imposing apartment of great length and height, containing much massive furniture, upholstered in faded blue satin. All the girl’s evenings. since her fifth year, had been spent sitting opposite her grandmother, in one of the straightest of the blue chairs; all the most scathing r proofs she had received had been administered to her at such times. She had a secret theory, indeed, that all unpleasant things occurred in the drawing room, after dinner. Lady wTheobald turned upon her, slowly and majggticqliy. A subject of much conversation in private circles had been Lucia/s future. It had been discussed in whispers since her seven- teenth year, but no one had seemed to approach any solution of the difficulty. Upon the subject of her plans for her granddaughter Lady Theobald had preserved stern silence Once, and once only. she had allowed herself to be betrayed into the expression of a semi. ment connected with the matter. “ If Miss Lucia marriesâ€"” a. matron of regkless ploolivitigs had remarked. “Licia >1's neither a Theobald nor a Bar- old,” she had been heard to say once, and she had eaiQit with much rigor. i To this assault there seemed to be no reply to make. Lady Theobald had her grand- daughter under excellent control. Under her rigorous rule, the girlâ€"whose mother had died at her birthâ€"had been brought up. At nineteen she was simple, sensitive, shy” She had been permitted to have no compan- ions, and the greatest sxeitements of her life had been the Slowbridge tea parties. 0f the late Sir Gilbert Theobald, the less said the better. He had spent very little of his married life at Oldolough Hall, and upon his death, the widow had found herself possessed of a substantial, gloomy mansion, an exalted position in Slowbridge society, and a small marriage settlement, upon which she might make all the eflorts she chose to sustain her state. So Lucia wore her dresses a much longer time than any other Slowbridge young lady ; she was obliged to mend her little gloves again and again ; and her hats were retrimmed so often that even Slowbridge thought them old fashioned. But she was too simple and sweet natured to be much troubled, and indeed thought very little about the matter. She was only troubled when Lady Theobald scolded her. which was by no means infrequently. Perhaps the straits to which, at timez, her Iadyship was put to maintain her dignity embittered her somewhat. “ I should scarcely have expected, ’ replied her ladyship. " that a. granddaughter of mine would have spent. five minutes conversing on the public road with the proprietor of Slow- bridge Mills.” “ Oh, giraudmamma I” exclaimed Lucia.the tears rising in her eyes; “ it was not half an hour." “Ishould scarcely have expected.” she observed, “that a. granddaughter of mine Would have spent; half an hour conversing on the public road with the proprietor of Slowbridge Mills." Lady Theobald dismissed this paltry ex cuse with one remarkâ€"a. remark made in the (Seep tones refened to once before. “ We did notâ€"â€"" said Lucia, guiltily ; u it did not. take many minutes. Iâ€"I do not think that made me late." V “ May I ask,” inquired Lady Theobald, “ how long a time this generous expresâ€" sion of his semiments occupied? Was this the reason of your forgetting the dinner- hour 7" bu. We shall find Mr. Butmiatone at our elbows upon all occasions. And -he will not allow himself to be eaaliy driven away. He is as determined as people of his class usually are.” “ Oh, grandmamma 1“ protested Lucia, with innocent r. “I really do not think heisâ€"like t at; all. Icuuld not help thinking he was very gentlemanly and kind. He is so much interested in your school, and so anxious that it should pros- per.” CHAPTER VI. ACCID ENTAL‘ RICHMOND HILL, THURSDAY, APRIL 21. 1881. fiobson led him to a. stately chamber at the top of the staircase, and left him there. The Captain chose the largest and must luxu- rious chair, sat down in it, and lighteda cigar at his leisure. “ Confoundedly stupid hole I” he said. with a refined vigor one would scarcely have expected from an individual of his birth and breeding. " I shall leave tomorrow, of course. What was my mother thinking of? Stupid business from first to last.” “ As your friends expect you. of course we cannot overrule them,” she said. “ We will, however, hope to see something of you during your stay at Broadoaks. It will be very easy for you to run down and give us a few hours now and then.” “ Thanks 2” said Captain Barold. He was decently civ11,if not enthusiastic, during the few remaining hours of his stay He sauntered through the grounds with Lucie, who took charge of him in obedience to her grandmother‘s wish. He did not find her particularly troublesome when she was away " It IS half past ten. You may wish us good-night, Lucia.” Lucia obeyed, as if she had baen half past ten herself, instead of nearly twenty; and Barold was not long in following her ex ample. “ 1 SHOULD LIKE To sum mom: or snow- BRIDGE.” When he announced at breakfast his in- tention of taking his departure on the midday train, Lucia. wondered again what would has: pen, and again, to her relief, Lady Theobald was astonishingly lenient. “ What an old fool she is l” was his polite inWard comment. and he resolved at once to make his visit as brief as possible and not to be induced to run down again, during his stay at Broadoaks. He did not even take the trouble to appear to enjoy his evening. From his earliest infancy, he had always found it easier to please himself than to please other people. In fact, the world had devoted itself to endeavoring to please him. and win hisâ€"toleration, we may say, instead of admiration, since it could not hope for the latter. At home he had been adored raptur-. ously by a large circle of affectionate male and female relatives; at school, his tutors had been singularly indulgent of his faults and admiring of his talents; even among his fellow pupils he had been a sort of auto- crat. Why not, indeed, with such birthrights and such prospects? When he had entered society, he had met with more amiable treat- ment from affectionate mothers. from inno- cent dsughters, from cordial paternal parents, who voted mm an exceedingly fine fellow. Why should he bore himself by taking the trouble to seem pleased by a. stupid evening with an old grenadier in petticoats, and a badly dressed country girl ? Lficin was very élaa when, in answer to a timidly appealing glance, Lady Theobald said : “ Ah ?” interrogatively. “ I hope you have not found it dull.” “ No.” smiling a, little. “ Nola very. You see, I have known nothing gayer.” ” There is society enough of a harmless kind here,” spoke up Lady Theobald, vir- tuously. “ I do 110‘ approve of a. round. of guyelies for young people ; it unfits them for the duties of life,” But Captain Barold was not as favorably impressed by these remarks as might have been Epticipatefi. , When Captain Barold had enfié‘fed his distinguished relative’s drawing room. he had not regarded his cousin with a very great deal of interest. He had seen too many beauties in his thirty years to be greatly moved by the sight of one ; and here was on‘y a. girl who had soft eyes, and looked young for her age, and who wore an ugly muslin gown, that most girls could not have carried off at all. “ If Lucia. makes a. mai‘riage which pleases her great uncle, old Mr. Dugald Binnie, of Glasgow, she will be a. very fortunate girl. He has intimated, in his eccentric fashion, that his immense fortune will either be hers or will be spent in building charitable asylums of various kinds. He is a. remark- able and. singular man.” ' ' “ You have spent the greater part of your life in Slowbridge ?" he condescended to say, in Lilercoursq‘o‘f gm? evening. , “ I have lixi‘ed here always.’ Lucia an. swered. " I have never been away more than a, week at a time." Forafew moments Lady Theobald did not respond ; but. afterward, in the course of the conversation which followed, she made an observation which was, of course purely incidental. “ Girls are not trained as they. were 'in my young days. or even in yours,” said Lady Theobald. “ They are allowed too much liberty. Lucia has been brought up immea diately under my own eye.” “ Irfeel 511M. Mia forzlfnate,” remarked Mrs. Barold, quite incidentally, “that Francis need noimakg a point of maqeyt” “ What a. charming wife Lucia. would make for a man to whom gentleness and a yielding disposition were necessary l We do not find such girls in society nowadays, my dear Lady Theobald. It is very difficult of late years to find a girl who is not spoken of as ‘fast,’ and who is not disposed to take the rains in her OW'I hands. Our young men are flattered and courted until they become a. little dict».- torial, and our girls are spoiled at home. And the result is a great deal of domestic unhappi- ness afterwardfland even a great deal of scandal, which is dreadful to contemplate. I cannot help feeling the greatest anxiety in secret concerning Francis. Young men so seldom constder these matters until it is too late.” She did not, say anything at all about Lucia ; above all, she did not mention that a year ago she herself had spem two or three days at Sluwbridge, and had been charmed beyond measure by the girl’s innecent fresh- ness, and that she had said, rather absently, to Lady Theobald : “ Well,” he had remarked, “ that is rather deuced cool, isn't it ? We have people enough on our hands without cultivating Slowbridge, you know.” His mother sighed. faintly. “ It is true we have a great many people to consider, but I wish you would do it. my dear.” As he conversed with her grandmother Lucia wondered at him privately. It seemed to her innocent mind that he had been every- where, and seen everything and everybody, without caring for or enjoying his privileges The truth wasthat he had seen and experi- enced a. great deal too much. As an'only child, the heir to a large property. and heir prospective to one of the oldest titles in the country, he had exhausted lite early. He sawin Lady Theobald, not the imposing head and social front of Slowbridge social life, the power who rewarded with approval and punished with. a. frown, but a tiresome, pre- temious old woman, Whom his mother had asked him, for some feminine reason, to Visit. ' “She feels she has aclaim upon ua.Francis,” she kfldfaid‘, appealingly. Captain Barold was a striking looking man upon the whole. He was large, gracefullv builmmd fair, his eyes were gray, and notice- able for the coldness of their expression! his features regular and aquiline, his movements leisurely. before an hour hadpassed, its truth was forged upon her. CHAMER VII. And really there was nothing at all for her ledyship to do but preserve a lofty silence. She had scarcely recovered herself when they reached the station, and it was necessary to say farewell as complacently as possible. “ We will hope to see you again before Mr. Francis Barold dropped his eyeglass dexterously, and at once lapsed into his nor- mal condition â€"which was a condition by no means favorable to argument. "‘ We will hope i0 see _you Aagain before many days,” she said, with dignity if not Wixk Warmth. “ 1‘hanksâ€"yes,”he said, at last. “ Ger. tainly. It is easy to come down, and I should 11kg 3,0 seq more» of_Slgwbridge. “ If Belinda Bassett is a wise woman,” she remarked, “ she will take my advice and get rid of this young lady as soon as possible. It appears to me,” she continued, with exalted piety, “ that every well-trained English girl has reason to thank her Maker that she was born in a civilized land.” “ To my hind,” answered my lady, “ it is the worst possible thing which could have happened." Mr. Francis Barold was silent for a. second. and a slightly reflective expression flitted across his face. When the train had pufi‘ed in and out of the station, and Dobson was driving down High street again. her ladyship’s feelings rather got the better of her. “ Perhaps.” suggested Lucia, softly, “ Miss Octavia. Bassett has had no one to train her at allâ€"and it may be thatâ€"that she even feels it deeply." " Ah !” said Mr. Barold, putting his single eyeglass into his eye, and scanning it after the manner of experts. “ I did not think you had anything of that sort here. Who put;y it “ Pfetty go Barcld. “ (:‘ro‘ sort o_f filing}? “ Think so ?” he Bald, slowly. “ Pity, isn’t itâ€"under the circumstances ‘2” v" I‘he man’s name.” replied Lady Theobald, aevergly, “ is Burmiscone." In fact. it seemed thatmotwithstanding his usual good fortune, Captain Barold was doomed this morning to make remarks of a nature objectionable to his revered relation. On their way they passed Mr. Burmistone’s mill, which was at work in all its vigor with 9. whir and buzz of machinery and a slight odor of oil in its surrounding atmosphere. “ She did not confide in me at: all,” said Barold. “ Therein lay her attraction. One cannot submit to to being ‘ confided in ’ by a. strange young woman, however charming. This young lady’s remarks were flavored sole- ly with an adorably cool candor. She evident~ ly did not desire to appeal to any emotion whatever.” And. as he leaned back in his seat, he still ooked at the picturesque figure which they had passed,a.s if he would not have been sorry to see it turn its head toward him. “ She dohi not feel it at all.” she announc- ed. " She is an impertinntâ€"minx 11” [TO BE CONTINUED] “ It is scarcely customary for English young women to confide in their masculine traveling companions to such an extent,” re- marked my lady, gravely. “ It struck me as being a very unique and interesting manner,” said Captain Barold. “ It is chiefly noticeable for a sang froid which might be regarded as mther enviable. She was good enough to tell me all about her papa. and the silver mines, and I réally found the conversation entertaining.” “ She looks like an actress,” she said. “ If the trees were painted canvas and the roses artificial, one would have some patience with her. That kind of thing is scarcely what we expect in Slowbridge." Then she turned to Barold. " I had the pleasure of meeting her yester- day. not long after she arrived.” she said. “ She had diamonds in her ears as big as peas, and rings to match. Her manner is just what one might expect from a young wo- man brought up among gold diggers and silver-miners.” Miss Octavia. certainly was amazingly so this morning. She was standing by a rose bush again, and was dressed in a cashmere morn- ing-robe of the finest texture and the faintest pink ; it had a Watteau plait down the back, ajabot of lace down the front, and the close, high frills of lace around the throat which seemed to be a weakness with her. Her hair was dressegi high upen_ her head, and mmnmfi 'hér'"fifitle ears and as much of her slim, white neck as the frills did not conceal. “ Oh, grandmamma l" exclaimed Lucia, Who had turned. to look, “ how very pretty she is I” But Lady Theobald did not share Lucia's enthusiasm. “ I traveled with her from Framwich to Stamford.’ ’ he said. “ I suppose we should have reached Slowbridge together. but that I dropped off at Stamford to get a newspaper, and the train left me behind.” , For the moment he was almost aroused to a display of interest. A faint smile lighted his face, and his cola, handsome eyes slightly brightened. Lady Theobald sat bolt upright. “ That is MissBassett’s niece, from Amer- fia," she said. “ Do I understand you know er f'" Captain Barold turned to confront her, evi- dently annoyed at having allowed a surprise to get the better of him. All expression died out of his face. It was during this drive that a very curious incident occurredâ€"an incident to which. perhaps, this story owes its existence, since, if it had not taken place, there might, very possibly, have been no events of a stirring nature to chronicle. Just as Dobnon drove rather slowly up the part of High street dis tinguished by the presence of u'iss Belinda Bassett’s house, Captain Barold suddenly ap- peared to be attracted by some figures he dis- covered in the garden appertaining to that modest structure. " By Jove l" he exclaimedjn an undertone, “ there in Miss Octavia." In obedience t5 her ladyship’s orders the venerable landau was brought to the door, and the two ladies drove to the station with him. " Lucia. never goes from home alone," said Lady Theobald ; “ but I should certainly be obliged to call upon your mother for her good offices, in the case of Rpendmg a season in London. I am too old a woman to alter my mode of life altogether.” “I hope we shall have the pleasure of seeing you in London, for a season, before very long," he said. ” My mother will have great pleasure in taking charge of you, if Lady Theobald cannot be induced to leave Slowbrxdge.” Buf, when on the point of taking his de- parture, he went so far as to make a very gracious remark to her. “ She does not expect a. fellow to exerthim- self, a: all events,” was his inward com- ment, and he did not exert himself. from her ladyship’s side. When she came out to him in her simple cotton gown and straw hat. it occurred to him that she was much prettier than he had thought her at first. For economical reasons she had made the little morningdress herself. \"ithout the slightest regard for the designs of Miss Chickie and, as it was not trimmed at all, and had only a. black velvet ribbon at the waist, there was nothing to pl’ace her charming figure at a disadvantage. It could not be said that her shyness and simplicity delighted Captain Barold ; but, at least, they did not displease him, and this was really as much as could be expected. (PM good idea, isn’t it 7” remarked Good for the place, and all that little ears arid as “ It am my solid opinyon,” answered the President, “ dat it am time fur our race to hang up an immortal names. I spec dar am about half a million George Washingtons, Thomas Jefferson an’ Henry Clays doin’ white washin' an’ barbarin’ in dis kentry, an’ you can't strike a hotel whar’ de dinin’ room won’t pan out at least two Abe Lincolns and one Gineral Scott. Wen I see a policeman trottin’ Gineral Grant Jones or Benjamin Franklin Hooper down to de cooler fur steal- ;n’ hens or piekin’ clothes ofi de llne, it con- vinces me dat his mudder got sick in her anxiety to hunt him up a name. If I had a. lettle black baby an’ didn’t want to call him Jim, or John, or Mose, or Pete, I’d name him Nebakaneezer an’ done wid it, an’ the bigger name he had, de less I’d ’speet of him.” The Committee on Astronomy reported that they had made a thorough investigation of the planets without being able to discover that any of them had any influence on either the good or bad weather. Just at present Jupiter stems a little “ off,” probably from being up late so many successive nights this winter, but a short rest would give him back‘ all his nerve Mars was putting in some big licks just now for the benefit of his consti- tuents, and Saturn had picked up two seconds on a. half-mile track since the 1st of March. The committee leaned to the opinion that the club had bi tter defer any action affecting the planetary system for at least another four weeks, and added that whilst the story of astronomy had its interesting features, the man who knew how to mix chicory and beans with coffee failed not to acquire honors and and amass ducats. The Secretary announced a letter from Michigan City. from a colored woman, asking she advice of the club as to naming her baby George Washington Smith. Giveadam Jones then arose and presented the following : “ I has received,” said the President, as he held up a. manuscript, “ a petition from 221 cull’d folkses of dis State prayin’ dis club to use its influence wid de Legislachur to restore capital punishment. I shall gladly sign de paper, an’ I hope it may receive de signatures of all (le members of de club. When one man kills anoder in cold clood de bes’ use we kin make of de murderer am to break his neck an‘ kury him. Life must he held sacred at every cost, an’ men who take it mus’be made an example of. De bes’ example am to drop dem off a gallows. I not only go in fur cap- ital punishment. but I want to see a. law makin it a. panel offense fur any clergyman to scan” on de gallus ’longside of a. cold blooded murderer an’ tell him he’s gwine straight to Heaben by do short out. It am de basest sort of slander on de Supreme Ruler to believe dst men who have chopped up a. hull family wid de ax am gwine tojump from de scaffoldinto de paradise created fur those who libe a, life- time of goodness.” “Elder Toots, you am a. good mm on a. plain job of whltewashin’, but when you tackle literature you am purty snrtin to git upsot. Onless you desire to Withdraw dat resolushun nn’ substitute one wotin money to buy Adam a spring obercoat you’d better sot down." The Elder fell back In a lump and adjusted his spectacles for anothel wrestle with the old scrap book. HE 501‘. Elder Toots here arose and begged leave to inquire whether the club had taken any action towards relieving the eufierers by the Chicago fire. If no, he wanted to move that the sum of 3100 be voted from the treasury for that purpose. For about a minute Paradise Hall was so silent that the ticking of the clock sounded like a boy pounding on an empty bar- rel. Then the President asked : “ vahat Chicago fire? " “ Why. sah, moas’ of de hull city has bin burnt up.” “ Whar’ did you git dat news? ” “ Right heab, Bah,” was the reply as the Elder held up a scrap book in which was pasted a newspaper account of the big con- flagration of ten years ago. There was a general laugh and a wild uproar when the old man’s mistake was realized, and after the excitement had subsided the President said : Sir Isaac Walpole temporarily laid aside all other worldly cares and handed the bean box around with a. grace that Won him applause from every corner. The following candidates were found to be pure as the driven snow : Pinchback Marsh, J. Lively Smith, Bombo Jones, Enterprise Brown, Considerate Davis, Elder Horn. Colonel Dubar, Commissary White. Major Rainbow Dunn, and Proviso Hastings. ” I am proud of dis importunity to address you, and as an honorary member of de club fur de last two y’ars I have been deeply inter- ested in all your plans an’ purceedins. De oder night on a freight train between Rich- mond and Washington I got to finking ober what progress de cull’d race of dis kentry had made in the last fifteen y’ars, an' I jumped from flat to de progress of de world. What did we have in dis world 100 y’ars ago w. rth libin fur? Dar wusn‘t a grindstun, cider mill, hassradish gm tor. bootjack or street kyer to be found, an’ sich a thing as a lemonade wid a straw in it was not eben dreamed of. I tell you dis world am jumpin’ ’long right smart’ We has got about all dat any wcrld wants,an‘ ; yit de wheels of genius, science an’ art are ‘not gwine to stop. Fifty y’ars ago we all believed in ghosts. To-day we believe in big bridges, long tunnels, immense ingines and fast trains. Twenty y’ars ago (19 howlin’ of a dog at midnight would make ahull naybur- hood shiber wid fear of dEath. Let a dog open his yawp to-night an' adozen men would riz from dell beds to pelt him ofi de block wid taters an’ clubs an’ boot-jacks. Ten y’ars ago when a man entered a barber shop he foun’ no one dar’ but de barber. Today he finds a boy to black his butes an’ brush his coat an’ talk pollyticks an’ sing him outin a quarter of a dollar. Fifteen y’ars ago a man who etole a hoes an‘ got away wid it was counted sharp. Nowadays we doan' flatter de pusson who can't cooper half de cash in a bank vault. Progress am on de jump. an’ de cull’d man am pushin’ clus up to de leadin‘ hoes. He’s gwme to git second money. an' doan’ you forgit it. I simply say to you. keep yer eyes wide open; doan’ let your feet grow ‘ at de expense of yer head ; pay cash down as fur as ye kin; git up airly in de mornin’, an' i dean' leave de woodshed doah open when ye ‘ go to bed. You can't obertake de white man in dis race of progress, but you kin keep so clue to him dat he won’t have no time to stop an’ look around. Wid dose few remarks, frown ofi widouta-palpable efl‘ort. an‘intended to execute your harmonious feelings, I re- turn my thanks and will expectorate to my oh’at.’ g Teefy As soon as the meetin‘g opened Bro. Gardner observed that the Hon. Standforth Jessup, A. B., had arrived in the city from Montgomery, Aim, for the purpose of visiting the club, and that he was now in the ante room. The Be- ceptior} committee at once escorted him in. and having received a. general introduction he said : Resolved,vDat ebery labJrin’ man qught to WHOLE NO. 1,186.â€"-N0, 46‘ THE LIME-KILN CLUB. THE IMMOBTAL G. W‘ SHALL WE HANG? BOYCOTTING. NOT ANY. ELECTION- â€"-Americans are of apr ctical nature. When an Illinois farmer Who had got rich was visit- ing Switzerland, they dilated to him of the beauty of the surrounding scenery. “ Yes,” he replied, “ as scenery it’s very good. But it strikes me the Lord has wasted a. lot of space on scenery that might have been made level and good farming land.” They Wanted to lynch him. HAVE you heard of the wonderful cures effected and benefits derived from the use of Edison’s Electric Absorbent Belt? If not, call on your druggist for pamphlet with testi- monials. They are as food to the hungry, as water to the growing plant, and as sunlight to nature. They cure nervousness and all diseases arising from a bad state of the stomach and liver. â€"â€"The enthusiastic fellow who drew young Kalloch through the streets of San Fran- cisco after his acquittal of the murder of De Young, now propose to give the jury a benefit concert, admission fifty cents. This is because the jurors received no pay and were cut off from business for a week. -â€"Flocks of Wild geese have been observed flying north. But then, onlya goose would fly north at this season. When March opened and bee keepers be- gan to examine their stock they found, in some instances. as many as 30 or 40 per cent. of stock alive, and began to imagine that they would yet have bees enough to make a fair spring opening, but the last cold spell which lasted throughout March has destroyed all hope. Some have lost every skip, and others. with a beginning of forty or fifty have come down as low as two or three. One gentleman in the township . fSaltfleet carefully prepared and put up into winter quarters 86 good healthy skips, and at present not more than two show signs of life. Some keepers imagined at first that it might have been caused by improper care, but when all were found to be alike. and those who were more experienced had lost as heavily as others. the true cause was inquired into. Bee keepers in Binbrook and vicinity who have a number of improved hives, and a large quantity of comb, which would soon become useless if not occupied constantly, are taking into consideration the advisability of importing a quantity of stock from the south, where they are plentiful and cheap. 0n the line of the New London Northern railroad, about three-quarters of a mile above the West side depot, over the Yantic river, is a long iron bridge. When a train is crossing the bridge the only place of refuge for foot passengers is a stringer, on the end of the ties. and running the entire length of the bridge. This stringer is but ten inches Wide, and a person standing on it runs the risk of being knocked into the river below if a train is passing, he having to stand at an angle to avoid being struck. On Friday, March 18, Mrs. Mary Tarbox, a resident on Yantic street. at the falls, having occasion to call on her sister, who lives on the West side, decided to walk down the railroad, thereby saving about half a mile in distance. Afraid to cross the railroad bridge alone, she persuaded her brother, Frank S. Long, to accompany her, Frank is only 14 years of age. Before enter- ing the bridge they looked up the track, but neither saw nor heard any approaching train. They had hardly reached the center of the bridge when they were startled by the sharp shriek of the locomotive of Conductor Down- er’s train just comlng upon the bridge. Mrs. Tarbox was struck with terror, and. being slightly lame, missed her footlng, falling pro- strate across the track. Frank, springing on to the stringer, seized the unconscious woman around the waist, and with a superhuman effort dragged her from under the wheels of the locomotive, the train dashing by at the rate of forty miles an hour. As the last car passed he pushed her back on the track and grasped the rails for support. Had he lost his balance he would have fallen into the swiftly running Yantic, and in all probability been carried over the falls. The heroic act was witnessed by a score of people from the streets above. Engineer Leach says it was the most remarkable act of presence of mind he ever witnessed. Mrs. Tarbox, in falling, struck her face with such violence on the ties that one of her teeth was forced clear through her lip. FURTHER DESTRUCTION OF BEES A BOY'S MARVELOUS PRESENCE OF MIND. London Truth. The late Emperor of Russia was not only one of the handsomest men' in his dominions, but one of the best, anl his manners were always most courteous to all who were brought in contact with him. It is more than twenty , years since I saw him. He then used fre- l quently to call and take tea at the English Embassy. He was always under the impres- sion that his intentions were not known he- forehand. But even then precautions were taken to insure his safety, and his coachmen, unknown to him, informed the Embassy of the contemplated visit some hours before it took place. He then had a worn, sad air, as though the Empire, if not life, were a trouble to him. His honest desire was that all under his rule should be happy. His own idea of happiness seemed to be to play at cards for small stakes with his cronies, and occasional- ly to kill a. bear. Any one more utterly unfitted to reign as an autocrat never dxd reign as one. He was very steadfast in his fiiendships, and unfortunately h.s friends were a very greedy and corrupt set. They were perpetually getting into debt, and he was perpetually paying their debts. In one case, having handed over a great sum of money to a friend to free him irom his credi- tors, be found that none of them had been paid On this he simply gave the same sum to a third person and re quested him to setile with the creditors. I remember heina once at a ball given by the Empress to the Em~ piror on his birthday. I was playing at ecarte when the Emperor who was wander- ing about came behind me to watch the game. My adversary and I were both at four, and it was my deal. “ New,” said the Emperor, “ let us see whether you can turn up the king.” I dealt. and then holding up the “ turn-up card,”said, “ yourorders, sire, have been obeyed.’ A dozen times afterward the Emperorasked me how Imanaged it. and he never Would believe that it was a mere hiz- ard, and that I had taken the chance of the card being a king. Why e Busbian con- spirators should have kille this kind and well meaning man is really difficult to under- stand. His son and successor is a man of far s ether stufl, as. I suspect, they will soon discover to their cost. l have more wages dam any employer kin pay and “ Resolved, Dal; as soon as we kin force all employers to combine agin us, oblige all cap- italists to denounce us, shut up do factories, drive investors away an’ force therich to bank their money instead of putting it into manu- factures, we shall have heaps 01 money, nuf- fin’ to do. an’ lots 0’ time to air out sto’ clothes: and “ Resolved an’ doan’ you forgit it I” The resolutions were read a second time and laid on the table,and as the meeting adjourned Samuel Shin was heard saying that he was in favor of a W to compel every, rich men to have his whole premises whitewashed twelve times per yeahâ€"Detroit Free Press. THE LATE CZAR---HOW HE TREATED HIS FRIENDS. ' “Resolved, Dat while we have nufi‘in’ to advertise anyhow, we won’t advertise in a. paper which opposes strikes; while we have no cash to buy wid, we will still agree not to buy of any merchant opposed to strikes ; al- though we borrow our neighbor’s newspaper we will still resolve not to buy any newspa: per not in harmony wid our sentiments ; and Resolved, Dab if he doan’ git em he mus’ strike ; and Resolved. Dab any pusson opposin’ said strike shall be boycotted ; and Norwich, Conu., News.