maiinton"; Bieath came fast and loud, but he :13! no}; speak. “ i will not 1" he cried, ï¬ercely. “ I am going to do for otherwise. It is no good your threatening me. I was a. boy and you " Sarah, you are a devil 1" Clinton burst forth. A great rage possessed him. He was oonvulsed with passion. Inwardly Mrs. Cambridge was terriï¬ed, but she showed no symptom cg herfear. â€"_v..-_ _- _d 7‘ " Times are changed.†she said, slightly uttering her tone. " It used to be, Deer Sally! Pretty Sally ! Kiss me, sweet Sally ! Now it is. ypu ar_e a devil. Sarah 12’ “ You do me an injustice, Oliver." said Mrs. Cambridge. “1 am not a. devil. I am only a. mother, and I will not have lit- tle Oliver wronged. Will you acknowledge him and me ‘2†V 7 > _ 13‘ ‘_'J - “ No, you will not,†said Mrs. Cambridge. with a sneer. “ There are no ways and means to circumvent a mother. I don’t care to be your wifeâ€"not I I No. you des- picable animal! I would rather be Sally Cambridge than ever so ï¬ne a lady with a rat like you at my heels. And I don‘t care about the little girls either 1 Madge and Kitty Cambridge would get on just as well as Miss Margaret and Miss Katherine Clinton. But I won’t have my boy defrauded I no, not it I died for it l†Clinton gave utterance to a terrible oath. But Mrs. Cambridge was not diseompoeed. She was not unused to profane language. In her early life, as an actress on a. fourth- rete stage, she had mixed with men whose education superoeded their culture, and whose reï¬nement was acquired and not inherent. " Swear away 1" she mid, tauntingly. “ It 3129.1 do you goodz†. u.. "1' ‘H L,,,,,L ‘77 i gm}: 1 choose? said Clinton, dog- gedly: “ Thug-9‘ arq ways and means." -1n- n ,2:., The taste of the crispy brown crust ever lingers ; That golden-hum! butter yet melts on my ton no; I still fee the crumbs stick fast to mv ï¬ngers, As out 111 the garden I feasted and, swung. And then at the table with sister and brother, 11:9.th armed with a. slice a foul: long at the east, That seemed so much sweeter when buttered by motherâ€" No king ever knew the delight of the feast. 0h, bz'ead that is home-made. delicious, nutri- mus; Vile {stuff from the baker’s has taken your p ace; Well whitened with alum, puffed up and sus- picious; I eat it, and hate it and share its disgrace. “ It is late, but you must not get home." cried she. seizing his arm. "I require half an hour of your attention. Look me in the face, Oliver Clinton, and tell me what you were doing with Miss Du Lye this afternoon." He made no reply. “ People say you mean to marry her," she went on. “ My servant Mary has heard it said, andold John too. Yes. you may stare, but there are other deatvmutes 1n Delys- fordbesidesJohn, and every one can talk on their ï¬ngers.†“ You hag I" muttered Clinton. “ No, I am not a hag.†she returned, oomposedly. “ I am a handsome woman still, and I am still young, though I do happen to be a few years older than you. Oh no, I am not a bag I" “ What do you want ?" asked Clinton. " They say you are going to marry Miss Du Lye,†said she, “ and I want to remind you~sinoe you want remindingâ€"that you can’t do any. 811°}? thine†making, In still in my memory. never forgot ; How often I’ve waited for Saturday‘s baking: To get the crust slice and eat it while hot I †Into some lives some rain must fall, Over all lands the storm must beat ; But when the rain and storm are o’er The after sunshine is twice as sweet. Through every strait we have found a road, In every grief we have found a song ; We have had to bear, and had to wait. But somehow or other, We get along. " For thirty years we have loved each other, stood by each other, whatever betel ; 81x boys have called us ‘ father ' and ‘ mother,’ And all of them living and doing well. We owe no man a penny, my dear, We're both of us loving, and well and strong ; Good man, I wish you would smoke again, And think how well we’ve got along." as filled his pipe with a pleasant laugh ; He kissed his wife with a tender pride ; He said, “ I'll do as you tell me, love, : I'll just count up on the other side." She lett him then with his better thought, And lifted her work with a low, sweet song ~ A song that followed me many a yearâ€" “ Somehow or other, we get along I" Don‘t offer me cake full of sugar and spices, And citron and raisins; but, oh, how I yearn For brewd than is home-made, in generous slices, Withh sweat, golden butter, just out of the c um. That btqqd of my childhood, of mother's own The Mystery 01 the Veiled Pieture. Why did Melicent love Clinton 7 Looking out upon the moonlit landscape, after all the town had retired to rest, and when scarcely a light twinkled, even in the upper windows of the orderly houses, Meli- cent asked herself this question, and failed toflnd a satisfactory answer. But, in sooth how could she expect one ? Has not the problem of the eccentricity of woman’s fondness been unexplained since the world began 7 Why did the goddess love the mortal Endimyon? Why did Juliet love that tearful man Romeo? Why did Doro- thea love Ladislaw ? Why did Hester Prynne love the vacillating and cowardly Dimmesdale? Why did Henrietta Went- worth love the craven-hearted Monmouth? It is impossible to assign a reason. But noble women have ever been found to cher- ish the weaklings of the‘earth. Perhaps it is the virile part in the feminine character that creates this peculiarity. Woman. as well as man, loyes to protect. Clinton, walking homeward aoross the ï¬elds, was thinking of the some thing, though his thoughts followed a different groove. If he had dared, he would have asked Melioent to come with him to a. distant land, where none knew their story, and where they might live at peace. But he had not dared. In her unsuspecting, innocent presence he could not have breathed so unholy a proposition. Think- ing thus intently, and with his eyes ï¬xed upon the ground, he did not see, until its shadow touched his foot,& tall ï¬gure which stood in his way. When he became aware of it he started violently. It was Mrs. Camliridge. “ Good-evening 1" she said mookingly. “Did you think to escape me? Didn’t you know my patience was untiring? I have been waiting for you since seven, and I should have waited if you had not come till midnight." “ Good-Evening,†said Clinton, coldly, and attempting to pass her. “It is late, and} {nqst go}; home.†" Good wife, I’ve just been thinking a. bit, Nothin has done very well, this year ; Money is ound to be hard to getâ€" Evetything’s sure to be very dear, How the cattle are going to be fed, How we‘ve tried to keep the boys at school, In a kind of debt and credit sum I can't make balance by my rule." She turned her around from the baking hoard, And she faced him with a cheerful laugh ; “ Why, husband dear, one would think That the good, rich wheat was on] chaff. And what if the wheat was only cha , As long as we both are well and strong ; I'm not a woman to worry a bitâ€" Bomehow or other, we’ve got along. Her face still bright With a. pleasant smile, As broken snatches of happy song Strengthened ï¬ï¬r hurt and h‘a’nd the while. The good man sub in the chime nook. ‘ His little clay ipe within his lips, “ And. all he’d m e, and all he had lost, Ready and clear upon his ï¬nger-tips. T129 890d wta‘zuetlesl “2911* 93° 1mm Somehow or Other We Get Along. MELICENT: A NOVELâ€"B! Fun MADOO. Home-Made Bread. CHAPTER VIII. POETRY He began to write. and indited a. few words. Then he changed his mind, tore up the soiled sheet, and threw it from him. He did this many times. Soon the floor was strewed with fragments of paper. But he could not satisfy himself, and still the mocking crowd of speechless ï¬ends kept up their graeeless and ill-natured merriment around him. Twenty times he wrote, “ Dear friend, before I enter Charon’s inhospitable boat I must speak to you once more, if only by letter.†Twenty times he dashed down, “My love, my Melieent, farewell." Twenty times he began, “My dear Miss Du Lysâ€"This letter is merely to apologize for my insolence, and to bid you good-bye." But nothing suflicsd him, and the mouthing crowd about him gam- bolled and leaped among the scattered papers, and twisted them into ropes, and folded them into shrouds, and elbowed one mother, and gesticulated at the human fool who sat gazing at them in his fevered "Oh, Meliceut! Melicent!†he moaned. Regret clung bitterly about his heart. He was sore laden, and the presences around him jeered with impious delight. Then hevmoun’ted the stairs, and banged the door of the one spacious apartment that the little shooting-box contained, and which Clinton. like his predecessor, was accustomed to use both as bedchamber and sitting-room. Here he threw himself into a chair by the writing-table, and, leaning his head upon his folded arms, remained for a long time profoundly silent. He rose at last, for something seemed to impel him to move. Strange forms seemed hovering round him. The place was full of shapes. The dimmest corners of the room seemed toghelter them. To his excited imagina- tion weird little goblins peered at him from every angle. Every oranny in the walls seemed to harbor a grinning manakin. ‘The air was loud with voiceless hootings; the place was alive with pointing ï¬ngers. The uncouth crew seemed to prance and caper in a hideous delight ; their elï¬sh sides seemed to shake with a savage mirth. They appeared glad to have been resusci- tated out of the oobwebs of past ages to gibe and stare at a man who was disgraced in his own sight. “ Aha!" they seemed to sh riek, without utteranceâ€"" ‘You owl l you idiotl you gaping imbecile! You are caught in such a humiliation as no man can endure and live I" And then they seemed to yell with infernal spite, and to burst into peals of dreadful laughter. “ I did not suppose it, but I believe you are eepeble of anything, Will you acknow- ledge me and your son ?†“ I will not,†he repeated. “ Then I ehull take my own course. Good-night.†She began to move away, but Clinton laid his hand on her mm, “ What are you going to do ?†he said. “ The ï¬rst thing tomorrow 1 shall go to Mr. Du Lye and tell him the Whole story." “ Mt. Du Lye is away from home." “ That is a. trifle. I shall go then to Mr. Philland the Lawyer, or to Mr. Fremeine, who is a magistrate. At all events, it W111 be known before nightfall that Sir Oliver Clinton is a married man.†“ They won’t believe you.†" But they will investigate and I have proofs." , “ Why have you chosen this moment to harass me,†asked he. “ Nothing, you blackguatd!†she cried, in exceedmg contempt. “ I am your wife, and nothing'but 3our acknowledgment of meLwilLI accept.†The justneas of the epithet she used stung him to the quick. His face was livid with ungovernabie fury. Seiziug the woman’s shoulder, he shook her vehemently. He was ahoked With rage, and his encum- tioas were scarcely coherent. After a. moment, Mrs. Cn.mbridge wrested herself from his grasp, and again confronted him. “ I will not move till you promiae to acknowledge me and little Oliver,†she perslated. "He is you: own son, remem- ber l†“ I will 11013." “I agree not to annoy you afterwards. Acknowledge me in the taxes of the world, and I will go my ways. Let me puma one day and night at Balm-out, and than I will leave you forever." “ I will not.†“ Oliver, you are a. fool! You can‘t marry Miss Du Lys 1†Mrs. Cambridge slunk away abashed. She was in the right. and he was in the wrong, but at that moment it seemed as it he were a righteous judge and she a. culprit. Almost sobbing, she sped back to the Look house. She had triumphed, but her tri- umph set uneasily upon her. She had loved Clinton once, and now she had made him miserable. Should she not write him a note on the morrow, telling him that she would forego her rights, and remain in seclusion yet a. little longer, if only he would quit Belmont, and see Miss Du Lys no more? But she did not write it. Instead, she went with shaded candle to look at her sleeping boy. CHAPTER IX. Clinton rushed home in a. tumult of angry and excited feelmgs, and gave his orders curtly as he threw his hat and stick upon the table. -“ Call me at six, Jennings ; I shall bathe as usual,†he said. “ I don’t. want anything meg-9 tic-Fight.†’ “ What {Nill‘you take to go quietly away and never Interfere with me again ‘3" asked Clinton. a “Wretched woman!" cried the young mam. “ Ia lb not enough that you have ruined my life? Away! away! before 'I strike you to the ground l†“ And dui you suppase I was going to lead her to the altar to-morrow ?†he asked. †"Nolno," she murmured, passionately. “ I loved your father once, but I shall love you always, my darling I†- “ You fool 1†she said, soomfully. “ There was no jugglery as you call it. Do you think I didn't take care of that? Do you 5111ka I gmrried you to be got rid of when? you wage tired ‘2 No, no, my friend, I took care fliers were no illegali‘bies. Our quiet; lltztle marriage is as sacred and sure as Her Mnjesty‘a own.†“ You are a worse man than even I took you for !" she said. “ But I ought not. to be surprised that the person who will not owuiis on should lay hanglspnï¬is wife.†“ Why ?†she repeated. “Why? Ask your conscienceâ€"4f you have one lets. You should have avoided Miss Du Lyas if you wanted to keep me quien." “ This, Oliver. If you have the heart to deceive an innocent lady, I am woman enough still to my I will be no party to it. Ihave bided my time, and now I speak partly for'Miss Du Lys’ sake us well as my boy’s.†“ W111 you come to breakfast to mor- row ?" she Bald, still following him. “ I do not think so.†“ Do, Oliver, do I†v ,“;I do-not think you would wish to see me to-mdrrow, Sarahâ€"mt breakfast time. Leave me, I desire you." ‘ “ Like this. Oliver?†“ Woman. I command you to go I" he said, stopping short and speaking with great severity. tricked menthere was some juggleryu somgfoul glayfundl mean‘ go prove “ Woman! 7mm ‘nave you to do with MissADru 1972} ‘1†Thais was a. dead silence. The rushing of the weir alone broke thu silence. At last; Olingm spoke. “ You ï¬eed not trouble yourself,†he said, harshly. “ I will acknowledge you to-mor- row." “Do you mean it; ?" she said. amxioualy. “ I do.†. “ Thank you! Oh, thank you!†He turned from her wit-bout a. word, and strode away. But she ran after him and touched his arm. The wronged and indig- nant woman was softened. “ Oliver, I have vexed you," she said. “ But it was not for myself, and the child is ygqr own s_oz_1_.†aIknow it,†he replied. “Leave me alone.†When B: as moved into an apartment house, Fogg remarked to Mrs. B., “ Quite appropriate, Mrs. Bass; sweet to the suites. you know." Fenderson, who was present, thought it was a. pretty nice little compli- ment; so when he saw Bass next day he thought he would try it. “ I hear you have moved into a. family hotel,†he began; “quite appropriate. flat to the flats, you know.†And Fenderaon still wonders why Bass should get mad over a. remark that had made Mrs. B. smile so sweetlyâ€"Boston Transcript. He resumed- his iaen with a stern ‘ï¬etermination 7, 7 . Seven o’clock. A man passing through the ï¬elds saw something in the river which claimed his attention. He started and turned pale. Then he rushed from the spot shouting for aid. “‘Allelulajl" sang the remote echo, taig§1y._ Th'e [ark continued his song, but the Eggter hym}: )gad gamed. “ Onl on I" cried his grandmother’s voice. " Oul on 1 01' we shall miss the Easter hymn 1†Then Clinton burst into the hymn again. “ ‘Now above the sky he‘s King,’ †he sang, triumphantly, ecstatiomlly. “ Camel come I" thundered the weir. “ On I on I†urged his grandmother’s voice. " Onl onl lest we miss the Easter hymn I††' Alleluia.‘ †he sang in reply. Then he plunged into the black, terrible pool. He was a. good swimmer. But he did not rise again to the guinea. When Clinton rose he stood for a moment lookmg thoughtfully into the still waters. The lark above still enrolled gayly. The sky was oloudlees, the hay-scent sweet ; men’s voices still enlivened the air. But a. contorted, hideous face floated on the water and grimmaeed at him, and the weir called to him tumultuouely. “ Come! come 1†1t raved. " Yes,†returned Clinton. “ Be sure it goe_s_ by ghe early mail." Clinton strode forward, and before he was aware he found himself singlng the Easter hymn in a. loud voice, and as he sang his goblin foes seemed to vanish. He had reached the deep dark pool above the Weir, and there he sat. down upon the grass, and busied himself with the laces of his boots. But he was not unfastening them. Was he inextricably lacing one boot, to the other ‘2 “ Thanking you' for the politeness you have ever shown me in all matters of busi- ness, “ That is done,†he said drawmg a long breath. “ I will go to bed.†He began to think of Mrs. Cam- bridge and her childrenâ€" he chil dren. How he hated them alll Was it possible that he had ever loved that woman 7 He remembered the night when he had seen her ï¬rst. An acquaintance had conducted him to the disreputable little theatre where she played, and had bidden him admire that devilish pretty girl, Sally Cambridge. He remembered how she had presently appeared in boy’s clothes, and how she had oapered and sung, and made eyes, and how the audience had vociferoust applauded her, and how he had clapped and stamped and eucored from his conspicuous position in the stage-box. And he remembered how, at the end of the play, he had gone behind the scenes, and how he had been introduced to the devrlish pretty girl, and how they had supped to- gether, and how she had entertained him with her lively chatter and her arch repartees. Again his eyelids fell for an instant, and he groaned. He saw himself, like a poor, little moth, hovering round a ï¬erce and unhallowed light, hurrying to that theatre night after night, and night after night applauding the Cambridge, and night after night being fascinated by her witticiems and drolleries over the supper for which he always paid. And then he knew himself to be madly in love with her, and he heard himself wildly beseech- ing her love in return ; and ï¬nally he saw himself wedding her at St. Jude's Church, in the City, with much exultation and exceeding joy. For a while he knew him. self to have been happy. He had been intoxxeated with a strange delirium. His ï¬ner sensibilities had slept, untilâ€"~untilâ€" He could not bear the thought. He pressed his hands upon his eyes, he strove to stop his ears. For the trickey goblins around him seemed to be bellowing triumphantly that he had played and lost, and to be chuckling with malevolent glee over his dis- may and mortiï¬oation. He raised his voice now, and sung the long unheard verse, and as he sang the foul and sneering phantoms fell away, and seemed to dissolve into nothingness. Font o‘clock. Clinton was asleep. Six o’clock. Jennings was standing gravely by his master's disordered bed, acquainting him with the hour, and prof- fermg his assistance at the toilet. Clinton awoke with a start, and a full and instant recollection of the Vlsions of the night. He wondered whether he had awaked with the song of triumph on his lips. He scanned the servant's countenance. but it was imper- tutbably discreet. He dismissed the man pleasantly, and Jennings, as he quitted the room, espied the letter on the writing-table, and inquired if he should send it to the post. " Theh he rose', equlpped himself for his lugging swim,_a.nq Went gut. misery. Growing, Clinton gave up the attempt to compose a. letter, and began pacing up and down the long room. " Me- licent! Melloentl†he uttered ever and 8.11931 in his degp ygony. “ MY DEAR Sm"â€"-he wrote, in a. ï¬rm and legible hand~“I beg to apprise you that the woman now living at the Lock Cottage on the Belmont estate, and calling herself Mrs. Cambridgeï¬s my wife. and that her child is my .son and heir. I married her on the 13th of May, ten years ago, two days after my coming of age, at St Jude’s Church, in the City. “ I remain, yours sincerely. > “ OLIVER CLINTON.†He perused this epistle twice, then folded it neatly, enclosed it in an envelope. ana directed it: to the head of a. ï¬rm of solicitors in London. With a convulsive effort he conjured up the remembrance of the grand mother who had brought him up. He had thought her so venerable, he had thought life must seem so tediously long to her ; and now he knew that she had been barely sixty when she died. He recollected saying to her one day when he was alittle boy, “ Grannie, you are as old as any one can be. are you not ?†And he recolleoted how she had smiled and. kissed him and replied, “ When you are as old as I am, dear boy, you will know.†And now he would never be as old and he would never know I And the unholy shapes encircling him assumed more repulsive attitudes and performed more repellent gestures than ever, and the noise of their ungodly mirth sounded like the cannon on a thousand battle-ï¬elds. He turned impatiently to another thought. He remembered going to church with 1115 grandmother on a day when she had hast- ened him forward and hidden him be quick lest they should not be in time for the opening hymn. It had been Easter-day, and he had strained every nerve to run; but before they reached the lych-gate a gush of melody had been borne to them across the graves, and jubilant voices had sung aloudâ€" He had panted to join the heavenly anthem, and he had run with all his might, and slipped into his square pew, and gazed at the choir singing so exquisitely in the gallery. A kindly hand had deï¬ed his for- gotten hat for him and had put a. book before him, and he too had opened his lips and sungâ€" Now above the sky He’s King Alleluia! Jesus Christ is risen to-day; Alleluial (To be continued.) Suites and Flats. As you pronounce your text you see the timekeeper take out his watch, look at it carefully and close it with a snap that says : †Grol †clear to the pulpit. You know that he has you down to a second. and that he keeps a faithful record of the length of every sermon you preach, usually adding ï¬ve or ten minutes to the record, " to allow for a diï¬erence in watches.†D Al’lrng the sermon he refers to that watch every few minutes or oftener. Ard wL-eu you Law. been preaching, say, twenty ï¬ve». sumu : the timekeeper looks at his watch and we r: r. Can he believe his eyes ? He look“ at :1...- watch; then he gazes at you. Then 11‘ looks around at the clock on the gA-iie be assured that his watch hasn't stopped ever since last Sunday. Thu . makes a movement to close the Watch all-l return it to his pocket, but the. H his mind, looks at it again. smiles a despairing smile, and holds his hand up a little so that his neighbor can see what time it is. Then, with a long, ï¬xed look at you, he clicks his watch shut and slowly returns it to his pocket with the expression of a man whom) amazement has struck him dumb, and who cannot actually believe the evidence of his own senses. If the timekeeper cannot ruin the closing ï¬ve minutes of your sermon you are proof against annoyance. THE BQUEAKER. He comes in late. His pew is the furthest from the door. His boots are vocal monsters that are never worn save on the Sabbath Day to keep it noisy. Down the long aisle he walks, squee-squaw, ; squee-squaw. When he reaches his pew there are strangers in it. He is the soul of hospitality, and he wouldn’t disturb one of them for $1,000. Back he goes to a seat under the gallery, squee-squaw, squee- squaw. Then he remembers that he has a notice for you to read, and back he squeaks to the pulpit, hands you the wrong notice, and solemnly squawks back to the pulpit, delivers the proper notice, and calmly squawks back to his distant seat, he alone solemn, while all others are inclined to smile. The squeaker is such a good man you can’t bear to scold him. He is awfully good. And the gooder he is the worse he squeaksâ€"R. J. Burdens in Cincinnati Enquirer. v -â€"â€"The chord of sympathy is often best expressed by a. cord of wood. â€"None but the most inhuman would think of pulling down the blind. Aphilosopher who had borrowed some money to pay for hls night’s lodging at a. hotel. woke up in the night and saw a per- son climbing through the window. With admirable nonohalanee he said to the in- truder, “Look here, my friend, you’ll get into debt if you rob me ; for you won‘t ï¬nd anything but unreoeipted tailor’s bills in my pockets.†â€"An acrobat named Charles Wax-ton met his death yesterday at Milwaukee while practising a double aomaraaulb. Sleeper. Lounger,.Fidget, Watcher, Time Keeper, Squeaker. "As you preach the Word, my dear young brother, cast your eyes around upon the congregation and you will observe these people, as follows, to wit, namely, viz: THE SLEEPER. He will be there. leaneth his chin upon a cane, so that when the moment of deep and profound slumber cometh upon him, his chin slippeth ofl and with the hang of his head upon the pew in front of him he is awaked. Howbeit, the bang upon his wife‘s head no man own bear. Or, the elumberer may sit bolt up- right and nod in time to his deep and regular breathing. Only when you cast your eyes upon him, the watchful Wife of. his bosom stabs him with her elbow, and he glareth upon the. congregation as who? should say : “ He that sayeth I slept, the same is a liar and a villain and a horse ‘ thief,f’ Or, if he be so that he leaneth his head back until the lid thereof falleth down between his shoulders. and he playeth fan- tastic tunes with his noee, insomuch‘ that the boys in the gallery make merry over the ‘ same, then is it hazardous to awaken this slumberer right suddenly, because dreameth of divers things, and sayeth to the tithing man who shaketh him up, “ Hey? hil ha! yes, yes, all right! I‘m up." And thus is the congregation much scandalized. But if he foldeth his handker- chief over the back of the boweth his head devoutly upon the same, even in that moment when the text is nounced. then will that sleeper trouble no one, but will slumber sweetly on until the time of the benediction, and he will awaken refreshed and smiling,and he will extol the sermon and magnify the preacher. He is the old-timer from Sleepy Hollow. THE LOUNGER. He falls into the pew and slides easily into the most comfortable corner. He shakes himself down into a comfortable attitude. His legs extend under the pew in front and meet his hips at the crookedest of obtuse angles. He crooks his pliant elbow into the arm of the pew, and drops the side of his face into the fearful hollow ' of his hand, by means of which he pushes his cheek up into his eye. His shoulders are nearly on a level with his head. Every time you look at him you expect to see him slide out of sight. And although you are a good man, sometimes you Wish he would, ‘ and never come up again. THE smear. Peradventure he I he pew in front, and v pro. : vu' tun-luv... )fI-Inllvuv “Lou uqu. put: ul~U 3 most interestinghook can be made dull. I : found that the children, while able to give : an scuurate list of the exports of Norway, ; gcould not recall the picture of a £101er g They knew that the latitude of Paris was ‘ 49 degrees, but when asked " What is 1 latitude?" they were either dumb or m- I olined to the following views: “Latitude , means lines running straight up.†? “Latitude means zones in climate.†“ Lati- , tude is measured by multiplying the length by the breath.†Again, together With cor-"f 1 rent lists of imports, I received the follow- . iiig deï¬nitions of customs duties : “ Customs are ways, duties are things that we have to do, and we ought to do them †(from a girl). “ Customai's’ duties are to go in the places and buy what they want, , not stopping about, but go out when they» : are done†(from aboy).eâ€"l’u.1l Mall Gazette. *t“ “ Necessity is the mother of inven- tion.†DlSO'LEeS of the liver. kidney and bowels brought forth that sovereign remedy Kidney- Wbl‘t, which is nature's normal curative for all .- those dire complaints. In either liquid or dry form it is a. perfect remedy for those terrible diseases that cause so many deaths. l Milk is sold at 6 [cents per quart at , Portage la Prairie. léi’A pint of the finest ink for families or I, schools can be made from a tenâ€"cent package of : Diamond Dye. Try them. a, Virtue itselfoffends when coupled with l forbidding manners.â€"Bishop Middlzton. Dr.Beuson’s Skin Cure consists of internal and exti rnal treatment at same time, and it makes the skin white, soft and smooth. It contains no poisonous drugs. d l, at druggists. râ€"â€".â€"A _ ‘ The best stimulant for the hareâ€"A grey- , hound ‘ | -â€"-.-.‘â€"â€"â€" "I am truly thankful that I (’ll/W 718811 Dr. Ben- son’s Celery and Chamomile PENN, for they cared 1 my periodical headache." Mrs. J. R. Paddison, Point Caswell, NC. 50 cts. at druggists. .....___ â€"People who had much at stakeâ€" . Martyrs. ..« lunar-r!- ol the Bladder Slinying irritation, inflami’nulinu, all Kidney and Urinary Complaints, cured by -“ buohu- paibn." $1. â€"-No lady can fan herself without giving herself airs. _. fl 7‘,“ ._ {1 OUT AND RHeUM'ATISM ARE Eccsmcmes or HEABERS AND DOERS. Whether you look for him or not, you know where he is. He pushes the hassock away with a long, resonant groan of its own. Then he sits bolt upright, hooks his shoulder-blades over the back of the pew and hangs on. He is going to sit still this Sunday if it kills him. But the pew is too high, so he settles down a little. Then he putsahymn book between his back and the pew. Then he leans forward and lets it fall with a crash. Then he folds his arms; he half turns and lays one arm along the back of the pew. Suddenly he slides down and braces both knees against the back of the pew in front. Ah, that’s comfort. It lasts ninety seconds, when he abruptly straightens up, elevates both arms and hooks his elbows over the back of his pew. That isn’t what he wants; his legs are tired ; he reaches for the hasscck with both feet, upsets it, and in a frantic effort to stay it kicks against the pew. Covered with burning embarrassment he pulls out his watch twice or thrice without once looking at it. He folds his arms across his breast, then he crosses them behind his back ; he thrusts his hands into his pockets, he drops a Bible on the floor and puts his feet into his hat, and at times you look to see him go all to pieces, but he doesn’t. He stays together and comes back next Sunday, every limb and joint of him. THE WATCHER, His neck is ï¬tted on a. globe socket and turns clear around. He sees everything that goes-on. The man who comes in late does not escape him, and it is vain for the tenor to think he got that little note to the alto conveyed between the leaves of the hymn book unobserved. The watcher saw it. He sees the hole in the quarter that Elder Skinner dropped in the plate. He sees that Deacon Slowbcy has but one cuff. If the door swings he looks around ; it the window moves noiselessly he looks up. He sees the stranger in his neighbor‘s pew, and he sees Brother Badman sitting away back under the gallery, furtively taking a chew of the inhibited ï¬ne-cut. All things that nobody wants him to see the watcher sees. He sees so much he has no time to listen. PEOPLE IN CHURCH. THE TIMEKEEPEB. I have been examining some board schools in geography, and fancy that 9. few of the children’s answers may have a. general inturesï¬. Their excellent text-book deals little with statistics, and much winh ‘ climate, history and nadinuaLmï¬ï¬uerb; in also contaiutsome iiimpla anti iï¬ï¬‚aregtibg ubreryatiuugé/abgut frg‘e undo "“But $1.9 The nature of the bite of the leach has been examined by M. Cerlet. He detached the animal from the bhflNlâ€"Jd skin of the rabbit at difl'erent stages. Suppose asceti- ï¬er, with three testbed and equidistant bladea withdrawing fri-m one another While they press into the skin, and opera.- ting several times successively in the same place; this gives a pretty exact idea of the mechanism. Is three times the man he was betore he began using “ \Vells’ Health Renewer " $1. Druggxuts. Y" ung Men suturing from early indiscretions lack brain and nerve force. Magnetic Medicine advertised in another column, supplies this wgmlnt and thus cures when all other preparations in . Discovrred at 1:. at, aremedy that i- sure safe and painless. PUTNAM’S PAINLEBS CORN Ex- TRACTOR never fails never causes pain nor even the slightest discomlort. Buy Putnam's Conn Ex motor, and beware of the many cheap, dun- geruun. and flesh-eating substitutes in the market. See that it is made by Roman & 00., Klngston. The man who never excites envy never excites admiration. *J “ Necessity is the mother of inven- tion.†Diseruses of the liver. kidney and bowels brought forth that; sovereign remedy Kidney- W‘ort, which is nature's normal curative for all those dire complaints. In either liquid or dry form it is a. perfect remedy for those terriqu diseases that cause so many deaths. Early and provident fear is the mother of safetyâ€"Burke. Dr.Bensau’a Skin Cure consists of internal and mm rnal treatment at same time, and it makes the skin white, soft: and smooih. It. contains no poisonous drugs. I$ Y, at druggists. When you visit or leave New You: city, save baggage expressuge and carrizzge hire, and stop at the GRAND UNION HOTEL, opposite Grand Central Depot. Elegant rooms, ï¬tted un at a cost of one million dollars, reduced to $1 and upwards per day. European plan. Elevator Restaurant elipplied W‘fll the best. Horse cars stages and elevated railroads to all depots Families can live better for less money at the "and Union Hotel than at any other ï¬rst-class ’91 n the city. "I am h'uly thankful that I NWT 71.9811 Dr. Ben- son’s Celery and Chamomile PENN, for thay cured my periodical headache." Mrs. J. R. Puddisuu, Point; Caswell, NJ}. 50 cts. at druggists. r A good name for an engineer‘s wifeâ€" Luciudv. (loose cinder). Dr. R. V. PIERCE, Buflalo, N.Y.: Dear Sir,â€"â€"‘ My family has used your “ Favorite Prescri - lion,†and it has done all that is claimed font It is the best of all preparations for female com- pluiuta. I recommend it to all my customers. â€"0mithologists declare than; a. Hparrow will eat Lwamy pounds of whemt a year. dyspeptic or constipated should address, with two stamps and history of case for pamphlet, VVOBLD’S DISPENSARY MEDICAL Assocm’mom Buï¬alo, N.Y. *Itisimpossible for a woman to suï¬er from weakness after taking Lydia, E. l’mkham'a Vegetable Compound. for all scrofulous and virulent blood-poison5,is speciï¬c. By druggists. A medicine that destroys the germ or causa of Bright's Disease, Diabetes, Kidney and Liver Complaints, and has power to root them (mm of the system, is above all price. Such a. medicine is Hop Biuers, and piisitivo proof of this mm be found by one trial. or by asking your neighbors, who have been cured. by it. r U inflammations of the joints and muscles from blood poisoning by uric acid, the brick dust (Irmasit found in the urine; of (lySL-eptics, uu error of nutrition from a failure of conversion of the nurogenized or tissue food into healthy blood. There is no speciï¬c cure. tho aim being no secure digestion and assimilation, and arrest the formation of the blood poison. \VHEELEHE PHOSPHATES AND CAhlSAYA being the beat remedy we have for stomach troubles, it is at once evident; why in has proved of so great value in these diseases. â€"Very warm friends prove often to be only summer friends. ~Thi(ves are alrmys willing to “ make a stand †in any business. -de habits are iike hormts ; if you keep away from them they \vun'bharm you. â€"â€"No kind of a. season ever affects the crop of accordeon players. â€"No library is complete without itâ€" The feather duster. v-.." v. «nunâ€"u of the 1378.113? forms 791“, this terrible (‘i 3518‘ have been quickly relieved, and in. short time} PERFECTLY CURE!)- I’RICE, $1. LIQUID 0R. DRY, SOLD BY DILY( 1&- Dry can ha sent by mail. WELLS, RICHARDSON 8: Co. 3111"! Flieq, roaches, ants, bed-bugs, ram, mice, rophers,chipmunks,cleared out by“1iough on mtg.†15c. It cleahTiés'tYhe sysbém 317th; Ecncrpoisou‘ that causes the dreadful suffermg which only the victims of Rheumatism can realize. _..-__-.. In'nln ‘ As it is for 8.11 the {min-ï¬ll diseases of the _l.(I_DNEYS!LIVER AND BOWELS. G. S. WATERMAN, Druggist, Baltimore, Md. :TB-H-EflrM-AJ-E-SM- Liver, Kidney and I! righi’a “intense. ()(‘IRNHI (JOHNS! CORN" ‘hildrtn's Answers “ Golden flvdirnl Diucovl‘l'y THQU_SAND_S pééï¬s‘éi’é Grows a bcnrd on (he smonthusc face in 20 du) s or money rel‘undod. Fever fails. Sent on receipt arson Mumps or silvcr; 3 packages for $1. 130an onhcnp imimï¬ons; none other genuine. Send forciv'cular. Address, T. W. SAXE.boX 22,Warsaw,1ud. U. S. A. 0r. LaF/EUS’ FRENCH MOUSTAC'HE V/GO/x’ Thul llunbnnd offline Flies and Bug», “ Brut of All." The Bxlious, I In porlual. FOR . ._. 7 / cure nine cases out of ten. delay amoment. information that Wilx ave man Prevention is better than cure. I. S. JO.‘ $5 to $20 5:13? FOR THE ' ' " RIMES, [EVER A130 ERIï¬SBY DR§*?%S T‘lll'y‘ BEST BLOOD PU“ IFIER. _ There is only one we x by which any disease calf be cu-ed, and that is by removing the causeâ€" wheteVr-r it may be. The great medical authmy‘ itiea of the day declare that nearly every diaease» is caused by deranged kiduex e orliver. To restm‘e thee therefore is the only way b\ which been]; 05m be secured. Here is Where “’nrm'r’n Snic- l ‘III'I‘ has achieved its great reputation. It acts direthy upon the kidneys e135} ‘livei: grid by plac- K them in a healthy condition drives \iiwme and pain tram thp system. For ullliidney,Liver and Urinary troï¬bles, fog the distressmg dis- order’ ofï¬f’women, for Malaria. and physiqu troub as generally, this grunt. remedy has no equal. tonne, of impnn‘wrs, imitation! and cogco ' h pa.ng t9 b9 jlilsl‘gs good: " M- “.7... ._., h for \Vm'LQFQ Hal? "in , or m e ‘68 as been-n l‘uru. For sale by all dealers. Toronto. Ont; Rochester. N. Y.; London Eng plop Bitters are Illc Puree: and Bus! Blue-rs Ever lVlade. They are compounded from Hops, Malt. Buchu, Mandrake and Dandelionâ€"the oldest best and most valuable medicines in the world and contain all the host and moat. curative properties of all oiher reumzlies, being the greatest Blood Puriï¬er, Liver Regulub ;r and Life and Health Restoring agent. on earth, No dis- ease or ill health can possibly long exist Whore these Bitters are used, so varied and perfect; are thL' ‘ operations. WBoth the Compound and Blood Purim? are pre- pared at 233 and 27;) \Vestcm Avenue, Lynn, 15 Price of either, 31. Six bottles for 335. Thu Compound is sent bymail in the form of pills, or of 10m zxges, on receipt ofprice,$1per box for either. M ' ' freely answers all letters of inquiry. I stamp. Send for pamphlet. Man‘iz‘on if: afarLYDIA E. Pmmum’e '1 {was viou. Biliousuess and Torpxddy u They give new life and vigor to the aged and inï¬rm. To all Whose empxoymants cause irrezzu- laxity 0f the bowels or urinary org-ans, or who require an Appetizer, Tonic and mild Stimulant, Hun Hitters are invaluable, being highly euro.- in. e, tonic and stimulating, without intoxicat- No matter what your feelings or symptoms are, what the disease or ailment. is. use Hop Bitters. Dwn’t wait. until you are sick, but. if you only feel bad or miserable, use Hop Bitters at ouc~~. It may have your life. Hundreds have been saved by so doing. $50 will be paid for a case they will not curqor help. 1307 not suffer or 1&6 your friends suffer, but use my} urge t}th £0 us 9p Biqters. Remembcr, Hop Bitters is no vim, drugged, drunken noatrum, bun the Purcsv and Best Medicine ever made; the “ Invalid’s Friend and Hope,†and no person or family should bu with- out them. Try the Bitters tu-duv. wllT graduate. u ves lgc' (Ffâ€"hailm s n ofn 1,55 Blood, at the same tune will gu'c tone and xtrcnprtlx to the system. As marvellous in results as the Cumpound. WPloasant to the taste, efï¬cacious and Immediate in its effect. It is a great help in pregnancy, and re» lieves pain during Labor and at regular periods. PIHSIHMNS I‘SE IT AND PRESCRIBE IT FREEL)’. mFon ALL WEAmSSES of the generative organs of either sex, it is second to no remedy that has ever been before the public; and for 1111 disc es of the KIDNEYS if; is the Greatest Remedy in the World. KEIRKIBNEY COMPLAINTS of Either Sex Find Great Relief in Its Use. _!.YDL\ E. PINKIIKEXTS BLQOD PCRIFIER A Sure Cure for all FEMALE WEAIL NESSES, Including Lcucorrhaaa, Ir- regular nml Painful Illenstrualiou, Inflammation and Ulccrution of the Womb, Flooding, PRO- LAPSUS UTERI, &c. LYDIAE.7EEMKHAM’$ Johnson’s Al .odyne Linimont (for Internal avd External Use) Will instantaneously relieve these ter- . p . ,» r r , ' ribla diseases, and Will positively cure nine cases out of ten. Informumon that Wih save man lives sent free by mail. Don’t delay amoment. Prevention is better than cure. I. S. JO iN-SON & 00., BOSTON, MASS. H, ‘ . V r mflABLEjOMFO‘ï¬ND. H. H. \VAEENE &' iffl... Hnlupleï¬ wurtl’. at ROMP: mm! Me Circular and Oonaultation Free. GENUINE BORMAN'S ELECTRIC} BELT§ HIS SEVEN-BEADED MON- 8 PER is more en.» ily overcome by the use Endorsed by the FRENCH AOADE MY 017 MEDICINE FOR INFLAMMATION OF THE URINARY ORGANS caused by Indiscretion or Exposure. Hotel Dieu Hospital, Paris, Treetment. Positive Cure in one to three days. Local Treatment onlv required. No nauseous doses of Cubebs or Copuiba. INFALEIBLE, HYGIENIO. CURA’I‘IVE, PREVENTIVE Price $1.50, including Bulb Syringe. Sold by Druggists, or sent free by mail. securely sealed on receipt of rice. Descriptive Treatise free Application MERICAN AGENTS "66†MEDI CINE (0. Windsor, Ont. Sold by all Druggists ' IT Is'A ‘éï¬ha'cuna ...-... .. -uu- “£4†A... u u,.. VAULâ€"l Luna. l for the preservatlou of all kinds of fruits and vegetables. Manufactured by S. E. &J. M Sprout. Hamilton, Canada. Sand for circular. Those subject in 11.1mm (mused by Indigestion «w ! ix Hurprised hx‘w rapid} w m. 3 corrects the secretium mu; 1': Usuallya. O-cent mmpu‘ mun/,1 vnluo. We get many luau, pleasant results fr 2:: r pejgments palwlpg $66 DEAR Snipâ€"Having Burchqu four bottles of Rheunmtiue. Vt gives 1m- nmch ple-mmre to inform you that it ham been of great beneï¬t to my wife, who has been a. é-ufl'erer from rheumatism torthe pan eight years. A‘e‘tw mynelf, it has made my genvml hemlth :m'wh better. ~, .. V ’ Yours truly, ‘ r A, n . -m'ht“~ . From I" I'ntlison, Manufacturer and Wholemnh- Dvallvr h} Biscuiyls, Coulee- , 16 iii fandlï¬gï¬m‘. I‘nvinounmnwest, lllunillou. The likemnatine Mannfaeturing 00. S’l" (Lix'l‘HARINES, ONT. [gym-p: Inn. pm’wnnwx't . . E '31 €35 ,5 y, WILMEN'S ELEGTRO CE‘ENTIW TKIJSS A. NORMAN†4 Queen attest east, Toronto‘ Than any other remedy, and it cannot posmbly du any injury. RHEUMATINE is not a sovereiggn remcd- for “all the ills that flesh is heir to," utfor EU. liALgiIA, gig‘IATICé, RHEUMA'J‘ISM. and N. SUTHEELANu ‘HE WILLIAMS EVAPORATOR mplaints ofï¬héJn-éatrfc' ngthre: Ear. {mag mm, yeuggm mi nLo, AA, _ _. n..-†n..- : {SOLD BY-ALL DRUGGISTS; ma: «AME - AFTER X § 3 Scott-i6 App1ianccg_a:ra§:ent on 30 Days’ Trial. ow BE 011mm IN SIX MONTHS BY ' THE USE OF ‘59 . E: a week 111 your own town. Terms and a outï¬t free. 8. HALLE'F'TS C"., Pnrtland,Me “finer Warranted to hold and be comfortab Circular free And all complaints of a Rheumatic nature. LIEU PT'II 13E ieé ï¬o one‘ï¬ow omit to buy‘ The fragrant If TEABERRY," and ttv “ Upon the Teeth ice cleansing powers, And gain a. Breath like scent; of flowers. u m cf}mmsm,\'xuo:§ and r‘ we discovery of t .' » .-. “Allan's. Gd. 4 QUEEN 81‘. EAST, TORONTO. " â€" p , HO are ami‘erï¬ng from Nnrwous Dmnxurr, Los’r YHALm, LACK OF NERVE Fem): Am) - \VA‘VI‘ING \VEAKNE w: and all those diseases dug: from Asvsns and " xi complete 1'0- 1)- (‘01)(1UARANTJ’ INDIGESTION. TEE GREAT GURE FOR mm 5m magmas; ‘. I} N. In ‘17. #3 ‘ 'w‘ 'E by H.“ You Whflitauk‘, Agents lxansiitwn. 21 «lm January 15th, 1883. nl‘ ‘b as: a,» .1“ @711 h {ili > W ms. ‘iril H l: innit: