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“ Not a bit of it,” I reply stoutly; “he probably does not like being kept waiting: men never do. He is wondertully punctual himself, and of course I ought to have been back ages ago. I wish now I had never come. Can’t you be a little quicker ?" with an impatient movement of my toe. “ It don’t take the boys hours to get of each skate." “ You are in a. desperate hurry now.” “ I am in a desperate hurry, and I hate vexing Marmaduke. There, hold it tightly, “ I meanâ€"of oourie I dorn7tr knowâ€"but I fancied Carringhon was angry with you for coming here withâ€"that iiiâ€"solute." His hesitation and ntammering are both affected and untrue. "I am afraid I have got you intoa scrape,” says Mark, in alow tone, as he bends over my left foot, and with slow fingers drawn out the leathgr syrups. _ A u '14, 34 -. “ How do you mean ‘2" I ask, haughtily, beling passionate anger in my heart towards him at the moment, regarding him as the cause of all my t_niaery. _ “ I shallbe delighted.” says Mark. courte- ously, going down on his knees before me. As he bows his head I barely catch a cer- tain gleam in his eyes that is neither laugh' ter nor triumph, yet is a curious mingling of both. I feel ready to cry with vexation. “ You will follow me as soon as you can,” says ’Duke, and to my amazement, walks steagily away. _ “ True. But the boys are never in the way when wanted. Gore. I’m sure you will not mind nutasuening Mrs. Carringhon’s skstea, Just for once,"‘in a quger voice. “7 u u. “ I Want a boy .60 faESEfiâ€"my akat'es,” I say. submissively, shocked at the lateness of the hour; it wants but ten minutes to ten. “ Don’t you think you have had enough of it now ‘2" says 'Duke, calmly-too eslmly â€"still with that strange expression in his eyes, though perfectly polite. He does not look at me, and the hand I still hold in desperation is limp within my grasp, and takes no heed of the gentle. beseeching pressure I bestow upon it every quarter of a minute. “ It is getting rather late”â€" glanoing at his watch; “ I fear I must ask you to return at once, as the traps are ordered round; and it will not do for Mrs. Osrrington to keep her guests waiting.” u 'r _n_,A , u, He says this as though the only earthly objection that could be raised to my com- ing out at this hour with him alone, is the fear of my catching cold. 7 “ See what; it is to be of a. dissipated turn, Csrrington. In default of more con- genial sport I could not resist the pleasures 0! sh obscure rink. I fear It was foolish of me, though, to put into Mrs. Cartington’s L__.I . LIA,_4,.I, 1- head; thaugh freally thinirizliévzreâ€"Erziigé druughtzn anywhere, it is such a lovely nig_ht.” By this timeâ€"before ‘Duke can replyâ€"- it indeed, he would deign to notice me. which I begin to doubfiâ€"Sir Mark is re- turned. and is now addressing my husband with the utmost bonhomie. Sir Mark, propelled by the push I have given him in paru‘ng, skates on some little distance from us, giving me time to gasp, "Oh. ’Duke, don’t be angry. I liked it so much to-day, and you and we would not start before ten ; so I knew I had plenty of time. You arenotsngry. are you 7" Sir Mark, unaware of his presence, con- tinues to issue instructions and guide my wavering footsteps, until we are within a few feet of my husband. Loosing my hands uhen from his grasp, I precipitate myself upon Marmaduke and cling to him for the support he coolly allows me to take. me at least, nev-râ€"an Weizpreasion that strikes terror to my hgayq as I gaze. Can aquarter of an hour have passed away? I am chatting geyly, and clinging to my cavalier, in a fashion innocent, indeed, but rather pronounced, when, look- ing up, I encounter Marmaduke’s eyes fixed upon me 1mm the doorway. There is in them an expression strange, and, to __ -A u,,,. Inside, the laughing, moving crowd somewhat distracts me from my gloomy apprehensions. The bright glare of the lamps, the music of the band, which is playing its liveliest air, render me less fearful of consequences. Sir Mark gets me a pair of skates ; he holds out his hand ; I move forward ; the crush is not so great as I had imaginedâ€"the musnc cheers me. After all, what harm have I done? I stumble; a merry laugh forces itself from my lips ; all is forgotten save the interest of this new pastime. As I have said, the rink adjoins the hotel, and a very few minutes brings us once more within its shelter. During those few minutes my usual tslkstiveness deserts me ; I am silent as the grave. Sir Mark, too, makes no att_empt_st conversation. (Translated from an old German song by Baroness Swift.) Author of "Molly Bawuf. "The Baby." “Airy Fairy Lilian." etc.. etc. Sir Mark, bending his head, says. smoothly : “ You should remember how tired Marmaduke must be of this kind of thing. He has seen so much of it. It was good enough of him, I think, to drive here to-dey at all. No doubt he shudders at the thought of visiting a country rink twice in six or seVen hours. Will you allow me to be your escort here to-mghh ? I! it proves unbearable we need only stay a few minutes. I am sure Marmaduke would in renlity wish you to be gretifiedâ€"â€"” He hesitates, and regards ms quietly. I am by no means as sure as he is of Mar- maduke's amiability; but at this instant I care for nothing but the opportunity of showing my husband how little I regard his likes or dislikes. “I daresay you are right,” I return calmly. “0! course it is just the sort of amusement a man would find dull, once the novelty was worn away. It is self- denying of you to ofler your services. Yes, I think I will come here to-night for a few minutes, if only to see how the scene look_s_by lamplight.f’ Now for the first time looking out into the darkening night. I understand what tear means. My heart sinks. What wild and foolish thing am I about to do? Obsti- naoy and the shame of confessing myself unnerved alone prevents me from turning back again, and it is with a beating, cowardly pulse, though an undaunted exte- rior, that I cross the threshold with my companion. "Mich giye} than by daylight. That you can imagine.” replies be, evenly, his eyes bent upon the‘grtzund. 1",.~ LAfi Once having pledged myself to go, I feel no inclination to break my word. All through dinner mutinous thoughts sup- pogt me in my determination. Having led my guests back into the reception-room, I pass into the adjoining apartment unnoticed, and, hurriedly putting on my hat and jacket, slip out into the hall, where I find-Sir Mark awaiting me. “0h. life is naught with glee I My babbling wavelets gs.in flow 'Twixt fertile meads, 'nemh sunlight’s glow, Where alder trees and willows grow, Upon the verdant lea." A p93 dptrjspyi. auq {mu-15 to‘me! A FEW Hip? by: and cm? “2 me, A}??? 91:»: ps2. andfihirp? to. my. " 0h, life is fraught wfih gleel I bill and can sing day and night, On boughs which wave ’neath zephyra light, Where blossoms peep forth, red and white, Upon the verdant lea." A P319015.3.‘id.°‘. by, 'and lisps .to me, “ 01:, life is fraught with glee! All through the sunny summer hours Sweet honey call I from the flow’ra, Upon the verdant lea." “ Gh, life is fraught with glee! This Easter Day, so bright and warm, The babbling brook, and bees' gay swarm, The twiwriug birds. we armâ€"in-arm Dnnoe on the verdant lea.” PHYLLIS. Upon the Vex-dam Lea. B! THE D‘DOBIBE. lia it is a. matter of indifference to me whether you drive home with Mark Gore or any othor man. Do not give yourself any annoyance. under a mistaken impres- “ Do not let me stand in the way of your amusements. Of course when I chose to marry a. childâ€"and a child without aspark of Infection for meâ€"I must learn not to uvil at oonsaquenoes._ Undgratand, Phyl- I am nehrly in teafii by this time, and cannot find words to argue or deny the hotâ€" ric_l_ ilnputgtjqn of cpquguyy. r» “ Marmaduke, what are you saying? or wlgat are yo_u qccueing my '1’” r r " I do not mean it. I am not thinking of anything but you.” He laughs unpleasantly. “Did Harriet tell you to make that sweet little speech ?” " No." in a low tone. “ Do you imagine you are pleasing me by making this request ?” he exclaims. angrily, glancing down at me as I stand staring at him, my head barely reaching his shoulder. Reproaoh and entreaty are in my uplifted eyes, but they do not soften him. " Do you think you are offering me compensation? Pray do not for a moment believe I am either hurt or annoyed by your behavior of this evening. Why should I ? You are i not the only woman in the world who has ‘ suddenly developed a talent for flirta- tions.” “If is rather late to think of saving appgaganoes, if you mean that." I “ But I 50 not 'wiah it. I fivéh'ld rather drive home with any one than Sir Mark Gore. 0h. Marmaduke, please let me go witll you." “ Yoxi oamé' 'here wit}; Why not return with him 7 It seems to me far bet- he; {91' Aal'l parties yop phquld go so." 7‘Mnrmiduke," I whisper, nervously; “Marmaduke, may I dnve home with you ‘2” “ With me! For what ?” His tone is stern and uncompromising. My new-found ooutager evaporates. ;‘ Because Iâ€"I waitrtbLVQéE§~zhuohf I answer, feebly._muoh gippiljted. “ Good child,” interposea she. calmly, as an antidote to my excitement. “ Now, go and make peace with your husband. See, there he is. Marmaduke, Phyllis is too cold in this so“ ; get her something warm to_put roundher shoulders.” Mechanically Iobey the faint push she gives me, and follow ’Duke into the dimly- lighted hall. He strides on in from, and takes nah the slightest notice of my falter- ing footsteps. _ “I wish Ihsd never seen this odious rink," I whisper, passionately. "I will never go to one again. I wish I had never laid eyes on Mark Gore. I hate him. I “ I believe nothing but what is altogether good of you, be sure of that.” she answers, heartily. " But I dread your causing yourself any pain through thoughtless- neae. Remember ‘how easily things go wrong,’ and how difficult it it is sometimes to set them right again. Andâ€"Marma- duke loves you,” r “ No, no,” anxiously retaining the hand she halt withdraws ; " I am glad, as it was on your mind. you spoke. But you cannot thinkâ€"you cannot believe ” I am too deeply agitated to continue. “ I dare any not; though I don't know what he said, and do not wish to know. There are always faults on both sides. And now, Phyllis, as we are on the subject, let me say one word. You know I am fond of youâ€"that I think you the dearest little eister-in-law in the world. Therefore you will hear me patiently. Have nothing more to say to Mark Gore. He is very â€"â€"uniortunnte in his~friendshipe. I do not wish to say anything against him, but no good ever came of being too intimate with him. Are you offended with me? Have I gone too for, Phyllis ‘2" “ He should not have 'Bpoke); to m-e as he did." " Oh, that is nonsense I of course he will speak to you. You have committed a little folly, that is all. I can quxte understand it. Probably under like circumstances, and at your age, I would have been guilty of the same. But it was foolish, nevertheless." “ We must run for it,” I say, indiffer- ently, “ and I can never do that to my own satisfaction when holding on to any one. I detest jogging." " Why don’t you say at once you detest me ?" exolaims Mark, roughly, and sum- marily disposes of a. small boy who is unhappy enough to be in ms path at the moment. and I will pull my foot out. Now, try and be a_little quicken: about this one.” “ I assure you I am doing my Vbest,” sul- kily. “I don’t want to keep you here, in your present mood, longer than I can help:”_ “'I should think not.” say I, with a die aggeeuple _la.ugh. _As the sham; comes ofi he fiings it aside with a. savage gesture, and rising, offers me his syn, which I decline. “ What have I done ?” I ask, rousing myself. “ I only wanted to see the rink again, and ’Duke would not take me. He was unkind in his manner, and vexed me. Sir Mark offered to take charge of me. I believe I wanted no show ’Duke I could go in spite of him, but 1 never thought ofâ€"of anything else; and now 'Duke is so angry he will not eYen speak to me." “ I will if you like," return I, equably; and in silence as complete as when we set out. to return to the hotel. “ Don’t look so horrified, child,” she says. “Ju.mes' voice, from continual dia- use, has degenerated into a. growl, I own, but it need not reduce you to inaensibility. He is awkward, but he means well, as they any in the British drama. Come‘Lâ€"with a faint preeaureâ€"" try to look more cheerful, or people will begin to wonder and imagine all sorts of unlikely things. You have made a mistake ; but; then a mistake is not a. crime.” When we arrive, every one is busy get- ting on his or her outdoor things. My sealskin jacket and velvet hat already adorn my person, so no convenient busi- ness of that kind comes to my aid to help me to carry ofi the confusion and secret fear that: are consuming me. _L__J I stand somewhat apart from the rest, looking strangely like a culprit. Even Bebe, who is a. sure partisan is so standing before a distant mirror, adjusting the most eoquettish of head genre, as to be unable to see me up, while ycuug Thornton ehettere to her admiringly upon one side, and Lord Ohandos glowers at her from the other. Presently some one approaches, and to my astonishment Sir James Handoock, with an unusual amount of energy in his eyes and manner, takes up a position near me, and aoopally volunteersa remark. Bari-i611, coming up at this Juncture hastens to assist me o‘u_b_ of my dilemma. Thus dismissed, James, ever obedient. deparns, casting a. kindly glance at me as he goes. Harriet lays her hand lightly on my “ Remember I am old enough to be your father,” he begins, abruptly, “and don’t be angry with me. I feel that I must speak. I don’t want to see you made unhappy. I want you to out the whole thing. Flirtatione, however innocent, were never meant for tender-hearted little girls lik_e you.” I am so utterly taken aback, so altogether surprised, that I even forget to blush, and can do nothing but: stand staring at him in silent bewilderment. Sir James to deliver a. leoburel Sir James to take upon him the part of mentor! it is more than my brain can grasp at a moment’s notice. Surely I have been guilty of something horrible, unpardonable, to shake him out of his moi- tur_nity: “ Has he been scolding you ‘2” she asks briskly, with her quick, ready smile. “James, I won’t have Phyllis frightened be death by a. stern old moralish like you. Go and geu things together; and if you meet a. comfortable motherly grey shawl, remember it is mine.” arm . “ No Ila/rm? No harm in timing so out- rageously as to bring down upon you the censure of all your guests? No harm in makmg yourself the subject of light gossip? Do you know that ever since last night, when you chose to disgrace both yoursel and me by your conduct, I have felt halt maddened. Angry. The word does not _“ 0h, v’Duke, do not be too hard'to me. I did not mean to make you so very angry. I did not think there was any harm in what â€"I did.” “VAre ybu? I am glad of that. In my opiniqn ygu‘coulfl not pa tooABonfy." “ No," I my: in a whisfier. “ I came to ask you to forgive rueâ€"to tell you I am very-sorry fgr i} all.” 7 Once again my eyes Seek the carpet. All my affected nonohalance deserts me. I feel frightened. Never before has his voice sounded so harsh when addressed to me. I put my hands behind me, and grasp nerv- ously the torrent of hair that flows down my back. For the second time it occurs to me how abominably young I must be looking. Somehow the word “Doll” writes itself before my lowered eyes. “ Did you nlmrly break-down the 300} tior come and tell me that, ?" asked he, without a {estige of a. smile. “ You might be going to a. reception. yen} hair is so beautifully dressed,” 1 any, with a weak attempt eta Faile_ry_ and cpmgosure. He has divested himself of his coat and waistcoat, and has evidently been brushing his hair, as it is smooth to the last degree and has abouh it ageneml air of beiugready to enter a. ball-room at a. moment’s notice. Here I make a dive under the arm he had placed against one mde or the door as a. prudent barricade, and gain the dressing- room. Having so far succeeded, I pause to glance timidly at him. “ Won’t; you 12m me In '1’”? séffr" I want to speak to you ; I have something to tell yoE-H After a. momenfi or two I can hear him 0011]ng slowly to the door. In another instant he has unlocked it, and is standing in the doorway in an attitude that is plainly meant". to bar my further approach. " I want to gel; in," I return as meekly as one can, when one’s tone is raised to the highest pitch. “ You cannot now; I am busy." ” But I must. ’Duke, do open the door. I have something of the utmost importance to gay to you." “_ What {10 you want '2” demands my bus- band, in a. voice that sends my heart into my glue slippers. V “ Dukeâ€"Marmaduke l” I cry once more, impatiently. “ Marmaduke, Marmaduke!” I cry, but obtain no answer. That he is within is beyond all doubt, as every now and than through the thlck ouken ‘édoor I can hear a. sound or two. Again I exercise my lungs, again I batter at the door. Looking at myself again with a critical eye, I am again dissatisfied. I may appear older, I certainly do not present so pleasing a. tout ensmnble ; so, with much viciuos heete, I once more draw out the hair-pins and let my straight brown hair hung accord- ing to its fancy. Being now at last convinced I am to be seen at my best, I proceed to act: upon the thought that; has caused all this unwonted vanity. I go soft-1y to Murma- duke's dressing-room door, armed with my brush and begin to butter at: itprentyloudly. The thought is disbaaneful. Hastin put- ting up my hands, I wind my hair round and round my head until I have reduced it to its every day decorous fashion ; only to find that; rolls and smoothness do not accord yvell with a neglz‘gc costume. My hair is streaming down my back, far below my waist; I elm/looking well, but youngâ€"very young; indeed, I am painfully conscious that. now my high-heeled shoes are lying under my chair, I might easily be mistaken for a child of fourteen. Ah! he was very fond of me, than, I raggllqot! with a Sign. sion that you may be gratifying me. Take yam; ghoice‘ o_t angspfh.” ' ” I have taken it,” I say, dolefully. “ but the one I want won’t take me. Marma- duke, how unkind you are I Do you then, refuse to drive me home?" Mechanically I slip into my blue slippers. and, rising, go to the glass. Yet, what I see pleases me ; I certainly do look nice in my dressing-gown. No other st) 16 of gur- ment, no matter how bewnehing or elabo- rate, suite me half as well. This particular gown at which I am now gazing profoundly ie of white cashmere, lined and wedded, and trimmed profusely with pale blue. There is a. deer little frill round the neck that ailment makes me love myself. It is a. gift of Marmaduke'e. Walking one day in Paris, during our honeymoon, it had attracted our attention in u. shop-window, and he had insisted on my going into the shop then and there and making myself the owner of it. Surely when he sees me now he will remember the circumstance, and it will soften him. “ If you insist on sifiting beside me you can do so,” he yields, ungracioualy. “ You will find it stupid, as I am in no mood for conversation, and have no desire for your oomp_any.”_ ” Nevertheless I will force it upon you," I cry, with some faint spark of pride and indignation. “Though you hate me, I will return with no one b_ut you.” And so it is settled: and soon we are driving side by side under the br1lliant dapoing spars. _ It is a. long, long drive_muoh longer, it seems to me, in the chill night than in the glare of dayâ€"and not one word does my companion speak. Once, when the moon rushes out with a. White gleam from behind the soudding clouds, I take courage to look at him ; but he is biting his moustache, and wants upon his brow a. heavy frown that completely freezes on my lips the few silly words I would have uttered. I must and Will compel him to make friends with me. How can I face a. long sleepless night such as I know will be mine if I go to bed unparduned? I will make one more effort, and this time I will not be unsuccessful. A3 I have not; now, and never have had,a particle of pride in my composition, it takes me very little hbiuk- ing to decide on this course. I am sitting before my fire as I develop this idea, boauning my bare toes in a. rather purposelens manner, perpumtoty to jump- mg Into bed. Unlike most people, I can endure any amount of heat to the soles of my feet. Once, 1700, his hand lies bare upon his knee; I venture toplaoe my fingers timidly upon it, but he shakes them off, under a. plain pretence of adjusting the reins ; and thus. twice repulsed, I have no heart to make a. further advance. In silence we reach our home, in silence he helps me down, and with the aorriest pain as my heart: it has ever yet known I go upstairs and shut myself into my room. 1m _ _A.L .. ._ Martha, under a. mistaken impression thatI am what she is pleased to term “ poorly,” pours out some eauAde-Cologne and proceeds to bathe my forehead with Vigorous concern; and such is the forlorn- ness of my state that I cannot bring myself to bid her begone. When she has put me through various stages of undressing, has left me ready for bed, and insisted on hearing me say I am immensely better, she departs, to my infinite relief. I turn dismully in my chair, and begin to wonder what I am no do next. Every minute my arlme appears more hideous ; I feel more positive he wiil never forgive me. Strangely enough, as my own misdemea- nors grow in size and importance, his de- crease until at lengm they sink into utter insignifiuauce. The remembrance of that pink note alone mukles, and perhaps even thin; oonld be gnplnined; The hours slit; by. ’Duke’s foot; is to be hegrd slowly pacing his own floor. So. in dead silence,we make our journey, listening, absently, to the chatter of those behind and the sound of the horses‘ feet as they bravely cover the ground. â€"Sinoe 1845 Arctic explorations have cost the lives of 180 men. The Council of the Six Nations, having adopted a. minute of sympathy with the Queen upon the death of the Duke of Albany, the Earl of Derby, Secretary of State for the Colonies, in reply, “ is com- msnded by the Queen to cause the Six Nations Indians to be Informed that Her Majesty is very greatful for the expression I of sympathy in her loss." Aremarkable book was sold for £980 in London lately. It is a'MS. of 257 folio leaves of vellum, written In the fifteenth century, and is a chronicle of the early history of Normandy. Nothing can exceed the minute delicacy of the miniatures with which it has been embellished, from the first of them. which represents the arrival of Duke Rollo at Rouen, to the last, which represents the siege of Ghalus, where Richard Coeur de Leon received his death wound from an arrow~shot by Bertrand de ‘ Gourdon. The series includes the death of Edward the Confessor and the corona. ‘ tion of Herold, the landing of William the Conquerer, the battle of; Hastings, the carrying of Harold’s body to Waltham Abbey, the funeral of William and the coronation of Rufus by Archbishop Lan- francâ€"all executed in the highest style of Burgundian art. and with the minutest attention to every detail of architecture, costume and armor. _-_. .uv ....b..°-.. .u uuvll ruLnulll- uluuucu. as usual, are fickle, now fzworing some boats with all the trolling heart can wish, and, again, wholly disdaining the most tempting bait. Some of the most noted base fishermen in the country have arrived during the past two or three days. As yet Mr. Robert Barker, of New York. has taken the only genuine prize. a. bass weigh- ing about thirty pounde.â€"â€"â€"New York Com. mercial Advertiser. A school of about twenty whales, accord- ing to a Block Island letter, has been sporting about that island for some days past. Sometimes the great creatures come into the bay by the breakwater, but keep most of the time a mile or two to the east. They attract no little attention. Indeed, with the exception of a few weeks in 1882, such a sight has not been witnessed here for years. Swordfiah and mackerel are unusually plenty in the vicinity, also; and, as a. consequence, scores 0‘! amateur fisher- men are engaged in their pursuit. Bluefish. “ Oh .I When I saw it with my own eyes, and only yesterday, tool How can you deny it? In the morning she pretended she had a. headache, and I went up to ask her how she was, and there on the table was a. pink note, with three of the pages closely written over, and while I stayed she folded it into a. cooked hat; and when I came home in the evening I went into your roomâ€"this roomâ€"tor some eau-de- Cologne, and it was lying there on the table under my nose,” I wind up with pas- sionate vulgarity. “ Write me letters!” repeats ’Duke in utter bewilderment. “ Yes; long, long letters. I saw it." " Blanche never in her life wrote me a long letter, or any other letter that Ioan recollect.” “ What do yo mean ?" interrupts he, haughtlly. “ That sounds very well; but it, when you accused me of flirting with Mark Gore, I had drawn myself up, and naked, in an injured tone, ‘what you meant,’ you would very soon have told me I know only too well. Have I not noticed you with Blanche? Do you ever leave her side? Whispering in corridorsâ€"lingering in conservatoriesâ€" letting her write you letters 1 Oh, I know everything!" cry I, absolutely sobbing with longhpent-up rage and grief. express what I feel. A hundred times during these past few hours I have with thg gtgnogp difl‘iuglby ge‘straingd myselfz’i ” How dare you speak to me like that? By what right do you use such language? You who every hour of the day make your- self conspicuous with that horrible cousin of yours? Do you suppose, then. that I have no eyes? that I oanuottathom motives, and actions, andâ€"â€"-” “ Pshaw 1 how blind you must think people I Do you suppose they will not comment freely on your going to that low place with Gore, at 9 o‘clock at night, alone. I own my belief in their dulness or good- nature is not as comfortable a one as yours. Blanch Going, at all events, spoke to me openly about it." I instantly take fire. “ No doubt,” I cry, with passion. “ Lady Blanche Going has her own reasons for wishing to degrade me in my husband’s sight. She is a wicked woman I Were I do half what she has done, and is capable of doing. I would be ashamed to look you in the lace. I hate her I If you believe what she says, rather than what I say, of course there is little use in my speaking further in myown defence.” " I don‘t see that I have done anything so very terrible ; I have not behaved worse than-than others I could name. I don’t believe anybody noticed me,” I reply. mieefably, and most untruthtully. " I' believe only what I see," returns my husband, significantly; “ and thatâ€"I regret to any of you, Phyllisâ€"is more than I can think of with calmness.” “ If there are, I don’t know them, and certainly do not wish to discuss them. The misdemeanors of the world do not concern me; it is with you alone I have to deal. Ever since Gore entered .the house you have shown an open and most undignified desire for his society. I bore it all in silence, neither thwarting you nor exhibiting my displeasure in any way ; but when I see you ousting aside common prudence, and mukv ing yourself a. subject for scandalous remarks, I think it is high time for me to interfere, and assert my authority. Were you severe] years younger than you are, you are still quite old enough to know right from wrong; and for the future"â€"â€"here he stops short close beside me, and, with his blue eyes flashing, goes on. “for the future I insist on your conducting yourself as my wife should.” When a man is without his coat and waistcoat, and thinks himself ill-used, he generally looks more than his actual height. Marmaduke, standing before me with uplifted hand to enforce his remarks, and with a very white face, certainly appears uncomfortably tall. He is towering over poor little me, in my heelleas shoes and white gown. and for a moment it occurs to me that I ought to feel frightened; the next instant anger has overpowered me, and raised me to his level. “ Because I was unfortunately under the impression I could ask any man with safety into my wife’s house,” says he. loftily; and the quotation in which Caesar’s wife is brought to bear comes to my mind; I am almost tempted to mention it for purposes of provocation, but refrain. In truth, I am really unhappy, and at my wits end, by this. Surely I cannot have so altogether forgotten myself as he seems to imagine. He turns from me as he speaks,a.nd begins to pace excitedly up and down the room, a frown born of much anger upon his forehead. " To think that you should have chosen that fellow, who has hardly a. shred of char- aoggr left: _m_a your friend.” It would b5 imfwssible to put on paper the amount of scorn he thrown into the last word. “ He is no friend of mine," I say. aullenly, beating my foot petulsutly against the ground. “ I always understood he was a. particular ftworite of yours. It you con- sider him such a disreputable creature, why did you invite him to your house ?” 7 “There ai'e worse people hei}: hhggiflrk Gal-gt” _I remark, still sullen. The Quiet-n and the six Nations. A School of Sportive Whales. A Remarkable Book. (To be continued.) The humbleet of us have longings, effec. tione. eorrowe, pleasures, and like to be treated as though we filled a. place in the world. We want to feel that those upon whom we lavish thought are not unmindful of our welfare. Genius hasn’t time for such commonplaces. It is too engrossed in the evolution of a. sublime idea. to dwell upon the individual head or heart ache. I’m persuaded that this is the reason why very clever men and women marry these who are considered their interiors. They known by introspection the egotiem of brains, and seek an uneelfishness which will minister to their comfort. Intellectual companionship may be found in books or society, but that thoughtfulness and care upon which the happiness of daily life de- It, in the domain of art, we wish to come to a fair judgment of the yet undeveloped possibilities of woman, it will be instructive to go back to the remote past and contem- plate her actual achievements during the centuries in which she had the most feeble chance, by reason of an almost uniVersal infidelity concerning her capabilities in any other functions than those of maternity and housewifery. In gathering up the scraps of history which help to illustrate my theme, it became a part of my duty, some years ago, to count, one by one, the names of all the artists of all ages mentioned in the four volumes of Muller’s ” Kunstler- Lexicon,” and I found the grand total to be twelve thousand nine hundred and thirty-eight, of which two hundred and forty-three were the names of women. Of ‘ this small fractionâ€"less than one-fiftiethâ€" only the most insignificant minority re- ceived any extended biographical notice, chiefly, no doubt, by reason of the fact that the large majority of women artists, through all the centuries, has represented only the most subordinate department of art, such as flower-painting, etching, em- broidery, and the Illuminating of manu- scripts.â€"J. Leonard Corning, in The Man- hattan for August. Knlc‘Fleld on Ilse Selfisimess of Genius The taper, the stick of wax and the daintin engraved seal are now requisites ot the fashionable writing table. To seal a letter with nicety, take plenty of time. When the letter is ready, ad the taper lighted, lay the seal on the table at your right hand. Then hold the wax above the flame of the candle and apply it to the envelope with a circular motion ; moisten the seal and hold the envelope to the flame a moment to soften the wax ; stamp squarely with the seal, leaving a clear, perfect impression. It requires practice to do even so small a thing as this appears to be with neatness and dispatch. It is said that an English apprentice ‘is not allowed to take a proof impression of a seal until he has worked at the business for two years. As soon as the custom is again universally adopted of using the sealing-wax method on letters, the post-office authorities willlprobablyphut down on the whole business. as it largely increases the trouble of handling letters and adds tons to the weight of postal matter. Care should be taken in using the taper. It will be remembered that the lovely and 1 lamented wife of the poet Longfellow burned herself to death in her husband's library while sealingaletter. This had much to do with the custom going out of fashion here. The old fashion of stamping melted seal. ing wax on the envelope has come in again, a fashion that, in America at least, has been obsolete for nearly half a century. At all the stationery counters boxes which contain several sticks of sealing wax in popular colors are shown with a handsome silver or gold bronze seal upon which may be engraved the initial letter or the family crest. as ordered. Small talkmg parrots are the favorite pet birds of young ladies this season, and the cute dealers are teaching them to my “ Kiss me. darling I“ in a commercial way, what: insures a rapid sale for them. The natural complexion will be worn next season. As the out-of-town people come home they will be anxious to assure their friends by a fine tan color that they have been to the seashore. Ladies‘retioules or hangtbegs are going out of style, or will be carried only by busi- ness women. They offer too many temp- tations to the snatch-thieves to appropriate them. Besides, fashionable idleness has decreed that they look too much like the vendors of soap or corn-salve. The ladies who possess the handsome new Japanese retioule with birds and butterflies of color on ins enamelled sides can make wall pockets of them. In the economy of nature nothing is lost. Twenty years ago there were but 12 women doctors in the Unified States, now there are over 800. A Zenana library has been established at Calcutta, and is said to be largely resorted to by the ladies for whose benefit it: is estsblished. Hosiery has abandoned its carnival of color, and also its sombre black hues, and the tinted Balbriggan shocking has now the supre‘macy in fashion, o_r a pure white. Mrs. Mark Hopkins, formerly of Califor- nia, is building a. stone dwelling house at: Great Barrington, Maxim. which will cost $1,000,000. Women are commonly employed as painters and paperbangers in West Corn- wall, England, learning the trade from each other,without serving a. regular apprentice- ship. A lady appeared at Lord’s cricket ground on July 11th in what may be fairly termed an evening costume. She wore a black lace dress, a yellow sttin cuirass bodice, bro- caded with black. out lowâ€"very lowâ€"and fitted into the neck with black lace. Her tight-fitting black lace sleeves reached down to her elbows, being joined by black gloves. A mass of fluffy yellow hair, out short, was nearly hidden beneath a huge black hat. The lady was not slender. She created a furor wherever she went. The Prevalent Toy. The prevalent toy of the Long Branch girls isa scent bottle. It is an inch thick, and from six to eight inches long. The material is glass, elaborately out, and some- times trimmed with gold or silver. It gives its possessor something to do with her hands, and in that way serves the purpose of a cane or crush hat in the grip of a dandy. She carries it with her at the din- ner table, in the surl bath, in the ball room, and I‘ve no reason to suppose that she doesn't take it to bed with her. She flirts with it as with a fan; she smffs daintily at its unscrewed top. to give an impression of extreme sensibility and fragility. She poses with it like the fairy queen of a bur- lesque with a wand ; and she could, on on- casion, use it as a club to brain him who would do her harm. Although I think it is more man-subduing in the hands of the frivolous belle than in a cane or one hold by the stalwart Georgia wonder, and a great deal more magnetic. Fashion 'l‘luts nnd Illnls. Pure white handkerchieis are again on regle. They are plain, with homestitohed border for morning wear, but elaborately embroxdered for dress. Some of these handkerchiefs cost $18 apiece. The plaiuest are 32. A ragged edge, stimulated by em- broidery, is considered a desirable style. Budget of Facts and Fancies. M adame, at sound of Gabriel’s trump, Would give no vulgar start nor jump, Bun slowly rise with tranquil grace, Lay all her pinion plumes in place, Make them secure with safetypins, Account to Heaven for her sins, And take the paradisic road, A charming angel & la. mode. â€"Edith Lapham in the Century. FOR THE LADIES. Women as Arllfils. A PORTRAIT. Brownâ€"~Ah, Fogg! Quite a stranger How do you like your new residence? Fine landscape, I suppose? Foggâ€"No, there’s no landscape to speak of; bun there’s two fire ‘scapes. There are many rules given to keep lem- ous fresh, says one who knows. They keep very nicely in cold water, ohaugiag the water two or three times a week. We lately saw it stated that it kept in butter- milk they will remain for months perfectly fresh, as if just plucked from the tree. We cannot vouch for this, but it one has free use of buttermilk it is well worth trying. There is an attraction about gathering anything found in a wild state which is diflicult to account for, and the peculiar excitement is felt not only by the berry- picker, but by the angler, the hunter and the gold seeker; even a beautiful wild flower unexpectedly discovered in a soli- tary place will stir the mind with an excitement which no garden product will produce. 'l‘o procure wild fruit from the storehouse of Nature is to experience a new pleasure which possesses a charm because the riches cost nothing, possession comes unexpectedly, there is an uncertainty about the quality which excites the prosâ€" pector and swells his imagination. Our party had been indulging in agreeable conversationâ€"the ladies slightly alarmed lest there should be snakes in the wayâ€" but the sight of acres of land covered by bushes bending to the ground with the weight of rich purple clusters of beautiful and delicious berries, made talking unin- teresting and unprofitable and snakes harmless and of no consequence. The baskets were soon filled to ovurflowing. and so pleased were the adventurers with their success that a second, a third and even a fourth visit was made to the berry bushes, each time new and important discoveries were made, and notwithstanding all the berries which have been removed there are still thousands of gallons left for the birds. The buffalo berry being new to most of the persons of the company the fruit was tried in different ways, and found good in all its varieties. It is excellent preserved, excel- lent in pics, excellent as it comes off the bushes. but in a pudding it proved, like Shakspeare’s quart of ale, “ a dish fit for a king,” and was pronounced by all who ta: tied as the best food they had ever eaten. Without doubt the buffalo berry bush would repay cultivation. It is one of the hardiest shrubs known, it is highly ornamental when in flower, and more so when laden with its purple fruit; it is a beautiful bush at any time, and would grow luxuriantly even on the open prairie if a number of trees were planted together.â€"â€"Pilot1llozmd Signal. This is pro-eminently a northwestern fruit, although the bush is sometimes found in the eastern l’rovinces on islands in lakes, points of land, or other expOPed places near water. The fruit is seldom tasted by the inhabitants of the Country ; the little there is of it is usually devoured by birds as soon as itbegius to ripen. In the Northwest the quantity of these berries produced is amazing. The buffalo berry was formerly extensively used in the manufacture of the best quality of perni- can, being first dried and then mixed with the meat. which received a peculiar and delicious flavor from the fruit. In the Tiger Hill country there are many places where these berries are this season produced in the greatest profusion. The other day the writer joined a party who ‘were about to visit Nature’s garden in search of. good things. For some distance the way led through what had once been a forest of small oaks. The fire had at one time destroyed many of the young trees, and now only a few remained, giving the place the appearance of a park. The ground was covered with a dense growth of herbage which seemed almost one mass of bloom; tiger lilies, roses and morning- glories united with the bright purple flow- ers of the wild peas and the vetch until there was a perfect wilderness of blossoms of every shade of color, all bright, beautiful and fragrant, while many singing birds scattered music in the fresh air of the fine morning. Passing through this natural flower garden we soon entered the valley of a stream where there were some fine trees and immense num bers of cur-rant bushes and plum trees bearings large quantity of green fruit] These bashes are found at intervals all‘ along the Cypress as the stream passes through the hills. On approaching a fringe of bushes which occupied the upper portion of the valley we found the bufialo berriesin abundance. Many of the smaller trees were bent down with the load of fruit which they carried ; much of it was still unripe, but further on where the ground was more elevated the bushes were shorter, more scattered and a little less shaded. Here the berries were quite tips, of a dark purple color and of delicious sweetness and fine flavor. pends, can only proceed from human be- ings possessed of hearts. As there are exceptions to all rules, BO are thtre great hearts allied to great heads. Such crea- tions are the glory of the univerbe, and to be honored without stint. The Bed Adrianople Iur [Jule Girls. A small blouse for a little girl is of red Adrianople. It is shirred around the neck and waist, and below the shirring on the waist is a deep flounce of handsome white lace or embroidery. The sleeves are short, with long 1001s of narrow red ribbon falling from the top of the shoulders. In the back are loops of rather wide red ribbonâ€"New York Commercial Advertiser. New Paris Dresses. Countess Potocka’s dress at a recent ball given in Paris perfectly suited her dark style of beauty and was a triumph of mil- linery, almost every shade of gold being employed. The skirt of dead gold taille was enveloped in a network of gold colored tulle embroidered with amber silk and em- bossed with very thin strips of Cordova leather. The bodice and train were of gold colored stamped velvet, and an enormous wreath of tea roses, starting from the left shoulder. descended very low down on the right side of the skirt. The Countess were two tea roses in her hair. The rival beauty on this occasion was the Comtesse de Beau- fort, nee Princesse Melanie de Ligne, who is tall and very fair. She wore a white watered silk dress, the skirt being entirely veiled with white tulle, looped in all direc- tions with bunches of. white hyacinths. Simllar bunches hemmed the edge of the round skirt, as well as the bodice, which was draped with tulle. Braces sprang from the tablier and Were tied on the shoulders in a new and indescribable fashion called " a la Psyché." A pretty, modest-looking dress for one of those gray days so frequent in the sum- mer is of gray nun’a veiling, so far as the skirt and pout are concerned, while the bodice is of thin taffeta black silk, with tiny white stripes, ogening on a. gray waist- coat. A gray bloude fiohu passes under the banquet-1 of the bodice in front and is knotted behind. thus forming on the sides tiuylmce paniers. The high crowned gray straw hat is trimmed with black and white birds. Here iea. sweet ball dress. The short nkirhis made entirely of fluffy pluibe of white tulle,euelosed in from by an ample tulle veil, embroidered with white and silver thietles. An ivory poult-deuoie second eklrfi, very short; indeed, forms tiny paniers, and is bordered by a. wreath of smell roses with velvet foiluge of a. brown tint. 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