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For some time Toronto has enjoyed an immunity from swindlers of any kind, but the lull was only that before the tempest, It has come with a rush, and $15,000 has gone in the hands or a few sharp swindlere. The banks were made the victims of the " deal,” and have lost very heavily on it. Those which suffered are the agencies of the Federal, Quebec and Bank of Com- merce. Two escaped out of the general loss, and these. the Banks of British North America. and Montreal, only byadeeper knowledge by the tellers than the swindlors bargained for. About ten days ago a. man representing himself as Walter Gardner. an American cattle dealer, who intended to _make Toronto the location of his business, came into the Bank of British North America. and presented a draft on the London 'hranoh for $600, He had a properly drawn out draft, and although the manager could not doubt its genuineness he had a suspicion that all was not right. So impressed was he With this belief that he gave orders for no deposits to be taken from the new oneâ€" tomer till further orders from him. Ho reoeivtd confirmation of the genuinencss of the signature in a few days, and Gard. ner drew his money. This was all the transaction he had with the institution,‘ which loses nothing. He next turned his attention to the Bank of Montreal’s branch here, and presented to Mr. Crawford, the accountant, a draft purporting to be from the head oflice on New York for $35,500. He asl’ed for the money, and said that the bank had his signature for- warded from Montreal to identify him, Mr. Crawford asked him why, if he was coming to Toronto, he brought a draft on New York. He also noticed that the signature sent from Montreal for identifi‘ cation of the payee of a draft on London for $2,100 was forwarded in case he wanted to cash the London draft in Toronto. Taking this into consideration Mr. Craw- ford became doubtful, and examined the draft more closely. It had a nasty appear- ance, and looked as if it had been dried with a bad blotter. As Mr. Crawford had worked with Mr. Clayton he knew his signau tureond could not recognize this as it at all. He decided to withhold payment in the absence of the manager, and so settled the attempt at swindling. A telegram from Montreal said that an order for a draft received in the interim was a forgery. The Federal Bank was next victimized, and in opening an account Gardner depos- ited a draft issued by the Quebec Bank at Three Rivers, on London, for $5,700. He drew $4,000, leaving the remainder to his credit. The draft has since been found to be false. In doing the same kind turn for the Bank of Commerce he deposited a bogus draft drawn by the Quebec Bank at Three Rivers. It was payable to himsolf at sight. The gentlemen with whom the swindler had dealings describe him as a man of medium height, wearing dark clothes. silk hat, lower part of the face clean shaved, with a slight moustache. He was of a very respectable appearance, had a shrewd look, and cunning looking eyes. He told all that he was dealing in horses, and paid $2,500 for one pair in Lon- donâ€"Mail. The Toronto banks concerned in the swindle by the man Gardner will suffer to the extent of $16,000, which hosbeen pretty evenly divided amongst the three. A young man named Dem), who was a. clerk in the employ of the Bwindlerfi, says he got the situation through an advertisement, and worked in their Oflicr‘ on 28 Front Btmct east. A large toward has been offered for the detection of the sooundrelo. There oeeme to have been an accomplice in the person of a. man named Conrad Wilkinson. Gardner is about 35 years of age, 53; feet in height, dark complexion, slimly built, dark side Whiskers and moustache, and drew-es in black clothes and oplug hat. Wilkinson is about 21 years of age, 5:} feet in height, slim, and of fair complexion, with a clean shaven face. It is thought that; both men have left Toronto, and yesterday deiorip- tions of them were telegraphed all over the Dominion. Discovery 01 the Remains 01 an old Sl.‘ Causal-Ines Resident. A last (Friday) night’s St. Catharines despatch says: For several days past the residents in the vicinity of the store latel oEcupied by E. (20. Gurney; on St. Pan 5 rest, have been considerably exercised over a very disagreeable stench which pro: veiled in the neighborhood, and many were the conjectures as to its origin. This morning it became more and more apparent, and Mr. A. Grobb, in company with Messrs. G. Lynd, J. Haynes and J. H. Wood, de- cided on instituting a search to discover its whereabouts. On entering the premises over the store they were almost stifled by the stench, and on bursting open the door of one of the rooms a most horrible sight met their gaze. On shed in one corner lay an almost unrecognizable corpse, presenting a terrible and sickening sight. On examination the remains proved to be those of Mr. Nathan Pawling, an old and well , known citizen of St. Catharines, who must have died some eight or ten days ago, and has since lain in the position in which he was found. The deceased was an unmarried man and occu- pied rooms by himself in the block. The authorities were notified and took charge of the body. The deceased has a brother, Mr. Wm. Pawling, trunk-maker, Ontario street. As he was frequently absent from the city engaged in peddling sewing machines and other articles. his non-appearance was not likely to attract attention. He was more- over somewhat of a recluse and had no in- timate associates. At one time he was a schoolmaster. He was confined in Toronto Asylum for the Insane for a time. His death was undoubtedly from natural causes. In the clothing of the deceased was found 325 in money and a gold watch and chain, and in the drawers of a bureau a considerable quantity of jewellery and other articles. The personal effects were taken in charge by the coroner, Dr. Good- man, who deemed an inquest unnecessary and gave instructions for the interment of the remains. 'l‘u‘riblc EInIo ofAflnirs at Cape Colrny - j Enilm'p, Suiciilg: mu] Hmnllpox. ‘ A New York despstch says : H. 13. Joseph, a. passenger by the bsrque Lee from Cape Town, gives a shocking account of the failures in the diamond mines of Cape Colony, incidental to which were ten suisides of leading men caused by commer- cial depression. rthe most terrible stories of starvation some from the copper region, especially from the neighborhood of the great Monamsouland mines. Among the persons who committed suicide was Her- msnd Willgoroot, who blew out his brains. Most of the colonists are returning to Europe. The smallpox epidemic last year in the colony greatly damaged its business interests, and the supplementing of this by lack of rain and by the diamond smash had caused numerous business failures, and Europeans arriving at Cape Town find few safe investments for the money they bring. It will take the colony years to regain what it has lost in recent months. A Number 01 Toronto Banks “Lenin ” lor llt‘nvv Amollutsâ€"Ounvilliug Ihc Tellers. â€"J:13b the loveliest spectacle iu_ the world is a. dude’s eyeglass. â€"Good fellow, the butcher. He often gives us a. good steer. Mental pleasures never cloy; unlike those of the body they are Increased by repetition, approved by reflection, and strengthened by enjoyment. A GIGANTIG SWINDLE. A GHASTLY FIND. THE DIAUIOND I'llNES. What the (lolllnawood People [lad Io lint. A Collirggwood despatch says: Aboutfiwo weeks ago a. veluableetee: helongi 110,315 James Irwin,a. farmer livi'ng‘neax avenue, became bloated to M1 enormous size, and appeared to suffer such agony that it was killed. Ou cutting it open it; was found that tho caul, or “ apron fat,” and the kid- ney sueb were putrified and the carcass gave out a. most eickeuing smell. It was at) lll‘b‘t decided to boil it down to tallow, but; after several days guCollirggwood butcher visited the {arm and offered 30 buy the hindquartere for 05. ’Mr.‘ If‘wgm’e hired men accepted the offer, and although Mr. Irwin himself said he would not undertake to sell the meat. for food for $1,000, the butcher brought it to Collingwood, and it is alleged Hold it; to his customers. No action hams been taken by the authorities, and the Enterprise, which unearthed the matter, is very severe m insicritiqi _ "(a on the police end the Mayhr, whom it 68. is the Finding of u Daughter, Long Lost, in an Asylum. A Montreal despatch says: In the year 1867 u. man named Albert Turner was employed in the Grand Trunk Railway offices hero, and at that time had living in the city a. Wife and three children. Two of the latter were boys and the other a girl of only 2 years of age. At the close of that year Turner‘s wife died. His father took charge of the children, and Turner emigrat- ed to the then rich gold fields of California. Turner’s father kept the children for some years, but when the girl was 8 years of age she was entrusted to the care of a Mrs. Bousquet, of Craig street, who was an aunt of the girl. After a short time she was sent to the Providence Convent and the aunt seemed to have lost all interest in the child. After the child had been in the convent a year she was considered not only to be of very weak intellect. but to have a tendency to insanity, and‘ was. accordingly sent [to the care of the nuns at Longue Points Asylum. In 1873, Aficrt’; Turner returned to Montreal from Gall? fornia and went in search of his ohlldren and found all but the girl. Mrs. Bousquet was dead and no one seemed to know what had become of the little waif. A month or soago Turner heard incidentally that a Mrs. Grouix, an old woman living on St. Urbain street, ha]. been very Intimate with Mrs. Bousquet, and in consequence he sought her acquaintance. She, however, would give Mr. Turner no satisfaction, and he in despair. and of course only too anxious to get knowledge of where his long lost daughter was, told the mots of the ease to deputy high constable Contant, who worked very hard to find out whether or not the missing girl was in the land of the living. At length, after weeks of the most laborious Work, the discovery was made that she was living at the Longue Pomte Asylum. Hither Mr. Contant and Mr. Turner went, and from unmistakable proofs the latter discovered his long lost daughter. This only occurer yesterday, and the father was overjoyed to‘find her a most lovely girl of 18. She had‘neverfiieen' insane. but had received the most "‘cfi‘efifl' education from the nuns. 023.1: of Collingwood. The first stone for the American pier of the new Canada Southern bridge at Niagara. Fells has been successfully lowered to its pines. The foundation is about 250 feet below the top of the false work, and a large number of ofiioiels of the ‘road, civil engineers and others were present to witness the event. In order to give the false work and derrick a fair test, the stone, which weighed one and a. quarter tone, was allowed to demand at lightning speed to the distance of about 40 feet and then suddenly stopped by the brake above, the experiment being successful. The stone was then gradually lowered until the bottom was reached. Another stone was immediately lowered and the strain on the work was terrific. When finished the stone work will be 202140 feet in each pit and 60 feet high. There are some stones to be lowered which weigh four tens apiece, and the den- ger is great, though no disaster is expected. The derrick is managed by a steam engine, tracks are laid on top of the false work, and a. single stone is lowered about 30 feet from the top of the bank to a car ; the car is then pushed to the front“ and the stone lowered to the bottom. “ There is a supposition,” said Mr. Bright, “ Ishould have supposed it was necessary to have gone to Bedlam to discover any man who could have enter- tained it. there is a supposition that with 35,000,000 persons in Great Britain and Ireland. of whom 8,000,000 are grown then, we could not defend a. hole' in the earth not more then about twenty feet wide." Mr. Bright also ridiculed the idea. of “ a. great military authority,” that France would send over boats and seize this end of the tunnel, and then at its leisure trans- port its army through the tunnel. He advised his hearers never to take the Opinion of high military, authorities exaspt in cases of actual war, and he believed that if we had had a civilian of cspzzcity in the harbor of Alexandria. on the 11th of July lust. there would have been no bombardment, no burning of Alexan- dria, no slaughter of 3,000 or 4,000 lives, and the calamity would have followed that there would have been nobodyiennobled and no pensions given. 1 His own impres- sion was that the Channel tunnel, if it were made, would be of enormous value to this country, as it would be of great value to all Europe ; but far greater value to this thuniuny other-country, except, perhaps, France. In conclusion, he said that he had left his colleagues because he believed it to be his duty. Duty made it necessary he should leave an official position with dignity and emolument connected with it* but dignity and emolument, and all that office could give, were valueless unless accompanied by the heliet that "they Awere held in consistence with One’e duty in the honest endeavor to serve the people who had givtn him and shown him so much of their trust.â€"St. Janze's‘ Gazetlc'; ” Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulnesa, altogether past calculation is Its powers of endurance. Efforts, to be permanently useful, must be uniformly joyousâ€"a spirit all sunshine, graceful from Vyeryigladuess, beautiful bgcause bnght.lc'drlylé. ‘ SolituaeisipanaEui ma t5 "Lgeflg‘us" and imagination. The higher fawn-ties necessarily dwindle in a. perpetual bustle. " No,” said Fogg to an acquaintance of bibuloua temperamentâ€"“ no, I don’t think you would ever eucseed as a. musician.” ” Why not? " asked his friend. " Because,” replied Fogg, “ you could never get past the first bar.” VOL. The New Niagara Bridge. A HONL‘NTIO S'I'GRY. IIISEASE D MEAT. XXV . ,ag'ppoee that is more my home than any- ?there else, although I have travelled all theway from Denver to New Orleans. I have always been an unlucky devil, and the only thing that has kept me from suicide long ago was the lingering fear that there might be a hereafter. 1 have arrived at the conclusion, however, that thereia not anything ' worse than what I hhve gone through, and I’ll chence the future state. But I‘ll not preach. Two years ago I met a. young lady, it don’t matter where, nor what her name wee. She was pretty. _I wee, as usual, a fool. I had the education of a gentleman, but not the .meene to live up to my desireg. I had run through con- siderable money, and had not the industry to make a livelihdod at my calling. Well, of course, “ 1 maid;th HEAD ANl) mns'm LOVE with this‘girl. She liked me, I think. but she had sense, and she never let her Benti~ ment run away with"her prospects. I drank some, and gambled some, and was as wild as a young fellow usually is. Though I generally were good clothes, my pocket- book was usually very flat. Well, when parents saw that day visrtefito the daughter were growing frequent,“ they immediately interfered. ‘Xoa know my child has been tenderly raised]; ehid her father, ' and she cannot marry a men who cannot properly éu‘pport her. I like you, but yen seehow‘it 'is’. A‘ mau"'eheuld not marry unlese‘he can properly support his wife.’ " The mother was‘ just as stern, and the daughter: was vpermmded to fell in with their plans. I have laughed many a time at a fellow who was $001 “enough to kill himself for a. girL But, that was before «Lwee in love myself. L eee it all new. But love stories have been told so often that there is little intereet in them. The girl‘jJt-ed rho. Thelust timoI Sew her she cried a. little, and even let me put ’my 51mm around her waist. gshé leved me,‘ehe eeid, hut her. parents whhledj‘hef‘ to ‘rfierry a. middle-‘_ aged gentleman, find she could not dike-hey. If she had told the truth 'B'hé' would have said that she loved the middle-aged gentle- man’e'filqrriage' and‘ pair and his bank account better than she did me, and much batterthsm she did' him. 'I begged and gpleaded, and get the same answer all the time. You know what I did then. I went to A Mug: Give;- Reasons tor Taking Ilia ‘ 5 (Mn: Liseâ€"Disappointed inigtho Girl ch Lovedâ€"Not Believing in a Future State He Escapes Prcncnt Misty). The other day, at Delhi, Iowa, :1 young man who gave the name of Rufus H. Eaton shot himself through the head. On the body was found a letter, Without date or signature, in which he said he was 9. Baltimoreun. Nothing can be learned of such a. person, but the name may have hem; an assumed one. The Istter'was as follows: “ I am going to take my own life, having made up my, mind to do so more than a.wa ago. Although Ido not think that anybody oares a pin about my reasons,‘ yet it W111 give me some satisfaction to state them, and any- body who fiuds this paper need not read it if he does not wish to‘do so. I am 27 years of age, a. ‘lawyer by profession, but not very much so far as practice is con- cerned.“ I was born ‘in Baltimore,- gnd I I became a nuisance, it I had not been before. One day I was talking over mat- ters 'with a friend of mine named Jim Anderson,who always had more money and sense than I had. I told Jim Iwas going to kill myself. He laughed and sneered. ‘ I’ll tell you what I’ll do,’ I daid. ‘ I’ll insure my life for $15,000 in different companies and make the policies over to you. You pay me $2,500 a year for two years; let me have a little hurrah for that time, and when it’s over I‘ll agree to kill myself and you willmget the money. In that way you make $10,000 andI have some fun.’ Jim laughed,but I insisted, and finally we drew up an agree- ment, to that effect. I got out policies in the different life insurance com- panies. He holds them and the agreement. He paid me $200 a month during the last fifteen months, although I don’t believe that he ever thought of holding me to the agreement. But he Was of a speculative turn of mind anyhow, and although he hardly believed I would kill myself, he knew that if I had the money I would soon drink myself to death, and he was WILLING TO TAKE THE CHANCES. The time is not up yet, but I guess I’ll let him make the extra money. He’ll be sur- priaed and nct'ént all sorry. Nobody else cares, for the git] I mentioned has Bince married the bank account, the carriage and the middle aged gennlemau. This is no case of temporary insanity. I have as much Sense as anybody. I made a. con- traat, and I‘m carrying it out. Bury me wherever you like. There is $35 in my vest pocket, and that will pay expenses and my blll so far.” Fans and paresole will not be foremost, as it looks now, in the line of devices for bewitehery. You have seen the trick of the old-fashioned actress, and it. is some- times practised by the young ones of the period, in producing a letter on the stage. She neVer takes it from a pocket, but al- ways from her bosom. That. is peculiarly seductive, she calculates. How the buldiee must envy the ineppreciative miesive! Well, hendkerchiefe are being used by fash- ionable New York girls on the same allur- ing principle. 'The dainty batiete article, trimmed with fine lace, instead of being consigned to epoeket, isthruet‘half way into the bosom, a. button of we boéice being left open for the purpose. Thence it ie ceca- eionally drawn out, warm, scented and eenbimentalized, to be employed with tre- mendous effect ‘in flirtalion.â€"From Clem Bclle's letter. M ' rI‘he chance of being killed by a cyclone is so absurdly slight that It cannot be cul- oulated. There are a thousand chames of dying by the quiet and in‘audible attack of the sewer gas in our own houses to one chance of falling before the crush of the tornado; and yet the average newspaper reader is a. thousand times more worried about the tornado than he is about the sewer Li to-dsy. Henge he is just a mill'ou times out of the way in his calcuv 1ations.â€"-Ha rtford Couram. L The church which Eugenie intends building at Finmborough, Eng, in man)on of her son, will cost $350,000. The coffins oi Nupoleofi III. and- the Prince Imperial will be placed in this church. “ B’lieve I’ll try to mend some of my bad habits," said James in a. fit of penitence. “I wouldn’t, dear,” replied his superior fraction, sweetly, “your bad habits urns certainly in an ezgcelllentstvite of‘reéairfl The Lnlesl llandkerchiet Nonsense. A SUICIDE’S LETTER. DRINKING HARDER THAN EVER. é wlones nmi Sewn Gnu. RICHMOND HILL THURSDAY, JULY 12, 1883. She kept her word to the latter, by going immediatelyA to thq parlor, and nearly fibrowihg *i’vhe‘th inté ilbonvulsions ; and thereupon there,qu mother igfimiffliilg‘fli pretty headmund a. continuance of the v11} laingqa plot}. ” Bub Mrs. Berry’s boarders 'were not Sympathetic. They laughed heartlessly, and a. number of the abused young ladies gathered in the-parlor shat very night, and with their pretty heads close together laid the foundation of a. villainous plot, which, it well'cMriefi‘Ofifi‘wss to seriously disturb the peace of mind-lot Miss Sarah Willett. Of oouzsawhe-was jealous, the mean old maidâ€"but‘they’d “fix msttsrs." ' She had paeeed the parlor a few evenings before and had seen her at the piano, with Mr. Dickson leaning over her, listening to her music as it entranced, and she had felt like doing'somsthing desperate ever since. She had heard him say that he was passion- ately fond of music, and as 'ehe ‘could neither .play not sing, ‘ she naturally felt like choking ever'y one who could. ‘ “In ism. diagrgce to your house, Mrs. Berry,” she saidpmeetjng thutlady on the stairs ;. “ and for: my part I shall leave unless there‘ is different work. 1!; grates upon my sdnsitive nature, and makes me feel as though I should faint whenever I see it.” .- Nellie Dobaofi, the beIIe'of the party, was Migga Willfatb‘s espegial horror. A Mrs. Berry pified her case, and perhaps for that very reason and the hope of gain. ing the sympathy. of Mr. Dickson and other parties, detailed Miss Willeth’a sufieringg wogl for woyd. 4‘ It: shall be attended to, Miss Willett. I was Just beginning to think myself that the youngpeeple weregetting a. Little careless. 1’1! quak tofihgm.” " For me 7” “ For me ?” was the in- quiry, 8.5 Mrsfi Berry entered, holding ‘8. letter in her hand. Miss‘Willett arose in her stately manner and received the missive, and, to show the impulsive young girls how devoid she was of impatience and curiosity. sat) down with- out looking at it, and ate her dinner as though nothing had happened, and took an unleoaopably long time in so doing. These Ending; came up‘more especially at the times when Mr. Dickson, an old bachelor'in the wholesale tea. business, rfiisedrhis. eyes and looked smilingly at t em. ‘fWesgk;minded, pimple, foolish. dis gracgful, ‘b9163 brgnol; creatures?” she graceful, ‘led, branch creatures ?" she W0uld"sa.y. “ how do they ever expect to settle in life after ~suoh efiorts to attract the attention of the opposite sex? 0f women, woman,.when will you ever learn the'way in w ioh God designed you to walk? Mrs. arty, It makes my heart bleed to see such earl-Slings on. The bold taged tlgngs.” " That‘s-the posiiman, I know I" called halt a dozen voices, and every eye turne toward the door. r “ No, it is not for ou, Miss Nellie, not 391;, Miss Rosé; i ‘.ia for Miss Sarah Willett.” But there is an end to all things, and to Miss Willett’s dinner as well. and at length she walked out in her usual dignified man- ner, until she reached the upper hall. After that we are not positive as to her progress, but Biddy. the chamber girl, declared that something must have happened, for the “ ould’meid ran as though the ould teller hImself was either her." *‘ Ting-:a-ling, tinga-ling,” want the door- bell 31119 flaygs they all sag 8.}: the lag;th Mme Willett: If I dared I would call you Sarahbutae yet; you have given no, signs to me that might warrant. such familiarity. and. so I can only say Miss \Villett. Although I am a plain. not to be considered, miserable sort: of awretch, I‘ have daredâ€"yes, had the audacity to raise my eyes to you, and hope you will find a. place in your woman‘s heart for pity, if not for love. I cannot Bib day after day, seeing your lovely face before me. and hearing your voice without feeling for you an adoration almost akin to worship. Miss Willett, most conaiderate and compassion- ate of beings I hear me, I beseech you, and lend me a pitying ear. Smile upon me, and give me a few words or encouragement, and thus save me from distraction: Yours in anxiety and love. GERALD DICKSON. She loved to momlize, and she knew haw. She fairly hated the men, and totally despised women. It made her frantic to see tho young ladies come in to supper with bright dresses, curls, crimps, rats, rolls and the thousand little things which make up a woman’s toilet: and when from the opposite side the "gentlemen threw ad- miring glances she cOuId have annihilated the party, and looked upon the wreck With- ouEp. pang o_f_ regret.- V . Among her many excellenoies, Miss Wil- lem; possessed-‘8." tongue which had the faculty of running without cesaation from morning until night. In her room she opened her letter, and read : There is no \name so odious to young girls as “ old maid," and there is no class so thorofinghly despised. Sarah Willett was an old maid. She had, in all proba- bility, been disappointed in her youth, hence be: cognomenâ€"“ A disappointed old maid.” ’ ' Gerald] Ah, what a, name! and Miss Willett, the strong-minded, never-to-be- fooled Miss Wlllett, actually folded her thin hands over the white. paper and smiled! “ Smile upon me; give me a. few words of egcoggggegept." ‘ “ I will! This very afternoon shall the unhappy creaturevteceive relief. How much good we can do in this world if we' are only willing. I’oor Gerald l " He seemed remarkably ‘o'll'y, under the circumstances, and disposeg of an alarming amount of cold meat and biscuit; hut this fact Miss Willett imputed i0 his good com- mon sense and desire to keep up appear- ances. Perhaps that afternoon was the longest that she ever spent, but; supper-hour came and she was at the table betimes. Soon he came in and {sat dowh oppoaipe, As he arose and passed her chair aha lightly t9pahed higargu. “ I will see you in the parlor, Mt. Dick- son, as soon as I qomplete my supper.” The gentleman bowed politely. “ I shall be mcst happy.” Five minutes later ehe was there‘ and beside} the attentive, Mr. Dickson. “» Mr. Dicksonâ€"~Gerald,” she begun. “ It; has always been my desire to benefit my fellow creatures, and if I can in any way add to your happiness I shall only be too happyo”. ‘ The gentleman’s eyes opened perceptibly.. “I am sure, Miss Willetb, I am very gratefui, but: at predefit I am very com- fortably situated.” - “ I thought that you were very unhappy." “ Unhappy! What do you mean ‘21" _ “Your letter gertaifily con'yeye'd that ide,a..” she replieé; " ‘~ ‘ .u... d a"itly Ie'kt'erm What letter W 1 "Didn’t you. mite m a letter? .D Vidn’t Miss “mien. The boys agreed, and stood along the bar. Every one turned to Spillit and regarded him with interest. - '” " “Mr. Bartender," said Spillit, “ give me a. glass of water." “ What, water i” the boys exclaimed. “ Yes, water. It‘s a new drink to me, I admit, and I expect it’s a scarce article with all of you. Lemme tell you how I came to take it: Several days ago as e passel of us went fishing, and we took a fine chance of whiskey along, an’ had a. beep of fun. Long toward evenin’ I got powerful drunk, en’ crawled under & tree un‘ Went to eleep. The boys drunk up all the whiskey an‘ came back to town. They thought it a. geod joke ’oauee they’d left me out that drunk an’ told ,it around town with a mighty hlueter. My son got a. hold of the report an’ told it at home. Well, I laid under that tree all night an’ when I woke in the mornin’, thur sot my wife right thar by me. She didn’t say aword when I woke up, but she sorter turned her head aWay. I got up an’ looked at her. She still didn’t edy 'nothiu’, but I could see that she was ohokm’. . u I wish I had euthiu ter drink,’ e'I. " Then the tuck a. cup what she fotch with her and went down to whar a spring blled up and dipped up a. oupiul an’ fetch it to me. Jet-1 as she was handin' it ter me, she leaned over tor hide her eyes 511' I seed a. tear drop in the water. I tuck the cup en‘ drunk the water an’ the teenan’ raisin’ my hands I vowed that I would never hatter drink my Wife’s tears agin; that I had been drinkin’ them for the last twanty years, an‘ that I was goin‘ to etopr You boys: know who it was that left me drunk. You was all in the gang. Give me another glass of water, Mr. Bartender.’{mâ€"A'rlcansaw .JLTwueUa'. : 7 , .L 3’. ’ The young woman said her lover was coming on the midnight train and she was going with him to the next station tobe married. Whereupon the old lady said she had much experience in the ,“ marrying business," and would give the young lady some advice, and hero is what she said: “ Well, child, never marry a railroader, for he is liable to get killed at any time. Besides, he has such a nice chance to flirt. Never marry a military man, for he‘s liable to go to war and get shot. Besides, his gorgeous clothes attract the attention of the women. Never marry a hotel-keeper. My first husband was a hotel-keeper, and fell through the elevator opening and broke his skull. It riles me when I think of that man.; Never marry a travelling man, for he’s always away from hum. Nobody knows what these men are up to when they are away from bum. Never marry astearn- boater. My second husband wasa steamboat captain, and got blowed in 4,000,000 pieces 1 I always get terribly ,mad when I think of that man. Never marry adry goods man. Dyes in cloths is so injurious. They never live half their days. Never marry a grocer. My third husband was a grocer, and he was killed by a molasses barrel fallin' on him. When I think of him I’m completely disgusted. Never marry a carpenter. My fourth husband was a’ carpenter, and fell off a scaffold and was smashed to a jelly. May he sleep in peace 1 Never marry a machinist. My' fifth husband was a machinist. I’ll never forget the day he was brought home on a board. »I didn’t recognize him. A belt had come ed a pulley and hit him plum in the face, and spread his nose all over his countenance. I promised him on his dyin’ bed that I’d never marry another machinist.” Just then the train rolled. in, and the old lady asked : “_ Child, 'what business is your lover in ‘P” “Insurance business.” “ Qh, .meroy’ ! You don’t mean to marry him. My sixth husband was an insuranceâ€"â€"â€"” ‘ But the‘young lady had gone to meet her lover. “fie want’s to run us; in on caster oil and brandy,” said the judge. who would willingly lmve taken tho oil to, get the brandy. u N6, I’m Square," replied Spillit. u Take mzéripk and I’m_with you}: “ “The idea,”on9 of them replied, “ that you should prescribe conditions, is laugh- able. Perhaps you want to force one of your abominable mixtures on us. You are the chief of the mixed drinkers, and I won’t agree to your conditions.” > “Boys, I won’t drink lessen you take What I do,” said 01d Josh Spillit, in reply to on invitation. He was a. toper of long standing and abundant capacity, and the boys looked at him in astonishment. From behind tha durtains which shaded the bay Window came an audible fitter, which finally 'Bwolled into a. roar, and M135 Willett fled. Not an hour after she was directing a] hackmau at the door, and from that day to this has nover'been seen by any of Mrs. Berry‘s boarders. “No, madam, I never wasâ€"I may sayâ€" gmlty of doing such a thing,” said he, after looking it over. “You have been sold, madam! I am already engaged, and if nothing serious occurs, 1 shall, in all probabiliby, be married in a. few weeks; to Miss Nellie Dobaon,” On the coast near Berneget Inlet lives Caleb or' " Dad " l’erfisr, who is well known to gunners and fishermen on the buy. About seventeen years ago a vessel went ashore'neer the inlet and from it es- caped half a. dozen eats. One peculiarity of these cats was the feet that they had no tails. Mr. Parker secured a eouple of these no-teiled mousers. and notwithstanding that he has since given many oats away. he now has twenty-two, only three of which rejoice in a. caudal appendage. Every one of these estimate a name. and every one of them will, _ when his or her name is called, spring to respond, the others remaining silent. They perform many tricks, and know. their owner says, as much as folks, and could do everything but talk. One of them is 1 years oldI and the ages of the others very rem that down to a. few monthsâ€"Cummercihl Advertiser. you write this ‘2“ taking the letter from her poclfgt. “ James 1" “ Yes, pa.” ," There were seven California. pears in that eupboard. Si; of them are good. Do 'you know any- thing about iii?" “ I never took one of them.” ““ sure ‘2” “ Certain. pa. Wish I may die H4” “ You Wicked. bad boy ; how often haw I told you novel: to use such an expression? Here oomes ma, ; let us see if she knows anything about i6." -Mamma. saysqahe saw James take at least five of them.. V“ You. little rascal I How dare you tell me you never took one, and here is only this little one with the grub-eaten aide left ?” f‘ 011, a, don’t hit me. I said I didn’t take on x of themâ€"andâ€"‘and-and that’s” the“ One _I didn’t take.” Pa. relented, Twenw-T wo‘ 'l‘nillcss Tabbks. The Pear Juiues Did Not Tillie. Mmrlmoulnl Advice. Drunk a Ten r. WHOLENO. 1,805 NO. 18. When the wholesale liquor house of Beecher,.1ves & 00. failed .some time ago, because of the deadlock in bonded whiskey. great sympathy was especially felt for Mr. Ives, who, past the middle age, after p. long and actiye’ and- honorable business career, found himself wrecked, as his every asset was availahle. And heron. little story can tell its ‘own affecting details. Some years ago Mr. Ives founded a little home on the Sound neer Rye, N.Y. Humble and unpxetentioue at the start, it has been developed and beautified with years and prosperity, until it is one of the most charming as well as heapitable homes in the neighborhood. Those who are for- tunate in possessing the acquaintance of Mr. and'Mrs. Ives (nee one of the Englishes of New Haven) know how worthily they adorned such a home of peace, plenty and contentment. It was suggested in the hey- day of prosperity to Mr. Ives that he should deed his homestead to his wife. “William John Warner will regain his hen.th in the name of the Lord, God Father, God Son, and God Holy Ghost, Amen. f ‘l f I. N. ‘I' N. I. 'l (inter- preted Jesus of Nazareth, Nazarene Jesus.) Beelzebub and all. the bad spirim, I forbid you my bedstead, in the name of God, my house, and also my yard; I forbid you, in the name of the Holy Trinity. my blood and flesh, my body and soul. I forbid you as meny times as we have nail-holes in my house, as many times as drops in the water, as many times as leaves on the trees, as many times as stars in the heavens, until the last day of judgment arrive, and Mary the mother of God, gives birth to her second son. In the name of God Father, God Son, and God Holy Ghost. Amen. Thou arch fiend thou hast taken hold of our William John. Get thee hence. Let the worms go out of your body, and your marrow and bones are again. I beseech you, for the sake of the five wounds of Jesus Christ, get out this very hour.” “ No,” said he, ” it will go to her if she survives me, and in the event of my failure in business I propose that my creditors. shall get all the liquidation of their claims. I am careful and conservative in business, and prospemus beyond my ekpeutations, and failure is not likely now.” A ' “No,” said Mr. Ives, “I am not sorry I did not put the property in my wife’s name then and thus save it, for I want every- thing I have to go be my creditors. My children can take care of themselves, while I can always provide for my Wife and my- self.” Well, the other day the little home was sold by order of the creditorsâ€"and bought in by them and presented to the good wife who had home the sacrifice without a murmur, glad to make it in her husband’s behalf, and whose heroism was thus so nobly rewarded.â€"New York Journal. new a Babe Fell a Victim lo Super-Ml- llon and Fraud. Considerable talk is indulged in by the public in relation to the death of a. child in the vicinity of the Cincinnati mills. The child, it was reported, had been found dead in bed Wednesday morning. The name of the parents of the child are A. G. and Maggie Viewer, and the dead child, Willie J. W'arner, was nearly four months old. The inquest developed the fact that the child had never been healthy and had been subject to fits. In this connec- tion some curious developments were presented. A German "doctor" named Bartenberg had called and had told the parents that the mother had been cursed and the curse had descended to the child ; hence the fits. This doctor had worked on the superstitious fears of these people and 1 induced them to pay him $7.50 for a " cute.” He put something in a. jug, kept it in the stove oven 9 days, and. after wiring the cork in the jug, sunk it in the riVer. He also wrote two pages of note paper full, folded it in a three-cornered shape. repre- senting. as he said, the Trinity, sewed‘it in a threeecornered bagl and, attaching strings to it, tied_the same around the child’s neck, where it was keptruntil it died. His magic “cure” was written in German, and th followed is a. literal translation 2 ' ‘ When the failure engulfed the old house in ruin like aship in at, maelstrom. the little ivy~embowered home at Eye, with its tree- covered lawn and hedges. was included in Mt. Ivee‘ assets. It was a. terrible blow to the old gentleman, and the old man was reproached with not having followed years ago the friendly advice to put his property in his wife’s name, and thus save it from the creditors. Sandringham is indeed the home of the Prince and Princess of Wales. Every step taken by the visitor shows him this both within and without. It is the receptacle 0! objects most highly prized by their owners ; some rich in value, others trifling; from golden caskets and paintings of price, to pretty toys and knioknacks, but all asso- ciated with some pleasant memories. There are pictures of the Danish home of the Princessâ€"4hr: home of her early days be- fore we had taken her to ourselves as “ our own Alexandra from over the sea ;" por- traits of her Royal parents, of Copenhagen. in close proximity to others depicting the home life here and in Scotland. As you step from the vestibule into the saloon. a nobly proportioned room with high roof of open oak workI these and many other objects meet the eye. The whole aspect of the house speaks of home. The reception-rooms are made to live in; the “morning-room ofthe Prince and Princess is a. model of blended mascu- line and feminine tastes. Books and china; wonderfully clever drawings of Highland sport; family photographs, big game tro- phies, are mingled together. In whatever room you go there are books. The library has ', no monopoly in this respect. The " Serapis room” (so called from its being filled with belongings of the Indian troop ship) is full of them-and the Equerries‘ room is lined with bookshelves. The dining- room is panelled with pictures of Spanish life, the giftof King Alphonso; the billiard- _room is hung with Leeoh‘s well-known pio- tures. The Prince of Wales is a great col- lector of the portraits of his friends. Most oj them ‘are of the " Vanity Fair” type, but the likenesses are undeniable. The house in‘ the park occupied by the gentlemen-in- waiting, and soon about to become the tens- porary residence of Prince Albert Victor 0! Wales. is full of them; nearly every room is a gallery of well-known faces; " Let us pursue the subject a little fa:- ther,” sail the medical students at the bedside of a. dying patient. So the next night they went and stole the body from the cemetery. There is nothing noble: in man than courage ; and the cab; way to be courage- ous is to be clean-handed and hearted, to be able 140' respect ourselves and tune our record. . A NIAGICIAN’S MEDICINE. A'n 0M Merchant’s ll‘onon. M Teefy A Royal Home. The Arts by Which the Fair Sex Would Conceal Ilse Marks of Time. It is a question whether beauty, like goodness, must not necessarily be genuine in order to be admirable. We despise the hypocrite ; we laugh at the artificially lovely. Yet there ie-a large class which is so desirous of :admiration that, in its pur- suit, any conceit is considered justifiable. The climax of'this theory is reached when the old lady of 85, the aged patroness of many charlatans, is held up to admiration becauseâ€"at a little distance-she would pass for 30. Proudly her “ makersup ” point out how this effect is produced ; her hair is false, her skin is enamelledâ€"besides being “ tightened ” to prevent wrinklesâ€"- her eyelashes are stained, her figure is “ made." She is false all over. Now, is this admirable ? Would not a little honest old age and ugliness be more agreeable ‘I Be this as it may, it is not very important. When a lady has reached the mature age of 85, her appearance troubles no one very much, except her grandchildren. But when it comes to the lady whom you love, or might love if you were quite certain that she was genuine, the case is different. It is bad to know that your dear Angela must sleep in corsets, or she never, never could attain to the fashionable waist; it is sad to think of the inevitable results on her poor little feet of those Louis Quinze heels, which make her pretty boots look so bewitching. But such sins as these, such triflings with the human frame divine, are things too common to complain of. When Angela’s hair slowly, but surely, ‘ changes its color, that, too, must be borne in silence, even if the new shade is nothing like so becoming as its predecessor. But when you begin to fancy Angela‘s nose is growing Grecianâ€"when at last you are positive that a change has taken placeâ€" then it is not guess that Angela, in the sweet hours of sleep, wears a nose machine! The picture is not pretty or pleasant, how much worse must it appear to the sufierer ‘I Figure to yourself what it must feel like to take your beauty-sleep with a pair of pin- cers on your nose. That pretty old- iashioned expression has now taken a new and dreadful meaning. Any one who desires to‘possess the “ Mrs. Langtry nose” has but to sleep in torment for a week or two and the great result is obtained. If the figure of the would-be beauty is not as lovely as she wishes, “ the anatomical corset-maker ” will supply her with a noc- turnal squeezing apparatus which will “ fine her down" by degrees. If her stature is too low for beauty, she may remedy this by wearing what is mildly called an “ ap- pliance ;" in the days of the Inquisition it would probably have been classed as an instrument 'of torture. This appliance squeezes and stretches all the lower part of the body and its work is said not to interfere with one’s beauty-sleep; It is not,as a rule, positively ugly women who make themv selves sufier in these various ways; it is the woman who just falls short of being a beauty. Some blemish stands in her way; like a heroine, she resolves to remove it. She is unconscious of how great a step the first is. Once having weakened her moral sense on the subject of artificiality, she is ready to be the victim of the quacks and charlatans who live on the proceeds of pig- ments and powders and instruments of torture. Perhaps her first folly is nothing greater than the use of some bloom of roses to improve her complexion. This is no great sin, though pale checks are better in front of the footlights that any rbuge. But when she gets this she becomes ac uainted with a dozen other little articles. by not have suarays in her hair ? Why not tighten the skin under her eyes to prevent those crew‘s feet from coming which show so at the end of the season ? Why not yield to the subtle suggestion of the "anomalies," and improve the skin a littleâ€"just a very littleâ€"so as to be only just perceptible? Why not color her eyebrows and lashes just enough to make them more effective ‘2 These temptations are so inviting and apparently so innocent that they are sure of success with the unhappy woman who looks in her glass and sees a doubtful beauty. Then, when she makes her various small experi- ments, she finds herself embarked upon a most fascinating occupation. What more delightful than to build up an admirable appearance ‘2 Then, too, she finds that she has taken steps that can not be retraced. Once enamelled, always enamelled. The professed beauty on only afford to be yellow, “ gray, and unourled ” in secret. She finds herself precipitated on the down- ward path. It is just as well, having once begun to attend to the matter, to perfect her beaut . Why not make use of the marvels 0 modern inventivenessâ€"remodel her ears, her nose and her finger-tips? It is difficult to say why she should not carry her theory out to the full. Only, it is im. possible to disguise the fact that beauty does not only lie in the shape of the nose or the color of the cheeks. The myste- rious charm of expression has more to do with it than all the details of the toilet put together. As one instinctively dietrusts the man who affects a virtue though he has it not, so one but doubt- fully admires the woman who pro- fesses to be a beauty though she is none. The best of hypocrites, however greatsn, actor he may he, must always carry about him something of Uriah Heep, and the most admirably “ made-up " beauty has a consciousness of manner, an artifidiali‘ty of expression, which tells the tale of deceit, even if her art should be sufficient to make- concealment perfect. In the end she will regret that she did not keep to our grand-- mothers’ cosmeticsâ€"Mayday dew and: June rain-water. She would have had fewer stares of admiration from theknights‘ of the pavement, but she would have been: better liked and better loved. .Her ena- ‘mellers call their work upon her face! “ art,” but Richardson hath it that “ arti- fice " is the word to use “ where deception is intended." Undoubtedly deception is the aim in this work of skill, though it may not always be attained; and there are few men who would not like the woman they admire to be even truer of face than of tongue. A living Venus de Medicis would not keep many admirers if her beauty of limb were obtained, or maintained, by “ appliances.” There is a strong desire in the human heart to have the “ real thing," and the men who avowedly have a taste for fine women will obstinater prefer to have them grown rather than produced piecemeal by the enameller, artificer, nose- machine maker and company. ' The case against Mr. Strong, who drew the $7,500 prize in the London lottery, is the subject of e demurrer filed at Osgoode Hall by the plaintiff to the defence. The parts demurred to are three: let, the de« fence that Strong was only a. trustee for T. H.Brunton : 2116, that the $7,500 has been paid over to the Huron & Erie Loan & Savings 00., who have given value for it, and are without notice of the way in which it was obtained; 8rdg that the defendant not having been oonvmted of any offence, an action for the forfeiture of the prize money will not lie. These pleas Mr. Fen: ton demure to as bad defences in law. The demurrer will not be argued tlll after v'eosv tion. All kidney and urinary complaints, especially Bright's Disease, Diabetes and Liver troubles. Hop Bitters will surely and lastineg cure. Cases exactly like your ow have been cured by 1xgour own neighborhood, an you pan find xelibâ€" Ie Igoot athome of what Hop Bxhters ban and can 0. A new paper in New York is called the Lamb. The proprietors will probably have hard work to keep the wolf from the door Tfi'qre is no polian like politeness; and a. good manner is the best thing in the world in; get a 3006 mm: or tosupply the want RIANI‘FACTURED BEAUTY. The London Lottery Cale. Fem- Nor.