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Where have they gone toâ€"the little girls, With natural manners and natural curls ? Who love their dollies and like their toys, And talk of something besides the boys? The few servants who ha've had the house in charge have been retained. and Little old women in plenty I find, Maturein manners and old in mind ; Little old flirts who talk of their “ beuux " And vie with each other in stylish clothes. Little old belles, who, at nine and ten Are sick of pleasure and tired of men, Weary of travel, of balls, of funâ€" And find no new thing under the sun. Afar off one can catch a. glimpse of the sea. From the parlor windows it is plainly visible; in the other rooms a. risxng hill, audin summer the foliage,interoept the view. In reality it is only amile and a half distant from the house, so that at night when the wind is high. the sullen roar of it) comes to the lietening ear. Hazelton is a very pretty, old-fashioned house, about half the size of Strangemore â€"with many straggling rooms well wain- Booted almost three parts up each wall. Some of the floors are of gleaming polished oak, some richly, heavily carpeted; it is a. picturesque old place, that at any other time, and under any other circumstances, would have filled the with admiration. Once in the beautiful long ago, Sqme denrlittle children 1 used to know ; Gu‘la who were mar: as lambs qt lay. And laughed and rol inked tha 11ve ong day. They thought not at all of tho “ ater ’ of their élothesjl The never mmgined the boys were " beaux "â€" “Ot or girls’ rothers” and "mates" were they ;" Splendid fellows to help them play, It is over, and he is gone, and I have iallen into a settled state of apathy and indifference to what is gonng on around me, that surely bears some resemblwoe to a melancholy madness. Where have they gone to ‘2 If you see One of them, anywhere, send her to me. I would give a medal of purest gold To one of those dear little girls of old. With an innocent heart and an open smile. Who lmp‘yp not the meaning of “ flirt ” or How can I write of it, how describe the anguish of those few minutes, in which a. whole year’s keenest torture was com- pressed? How paint word by word the mad but hopeless clinging, the lingering touch of hands that never more should join, the despair, the passion, of the final embrace? Hazelhon down by the sea, I have gained your shelter at last. Only yesterday, Marmaduke and I finished our miserable journey here, and took a long, a last farewell of each other. “ Try to look a. link: more cheerful, dar- ling." I whisper, eagerly; “ it will not: be for long; as in has to be gone through, let us be brave in the doing it.” She looks at me with a. relieved astonish- ment ; and truly the strength of will that bears me through this interminable evening amrgzes no one so pouch as myself. I rush int) the next roomâ€"my dressing- room is cff my boudoirâ€"and having bebhed my poor eyes and hastily brushed my hair and given myself a. general air of prosperity make for the dining-room. 0n the stairs we encounter mother, looking so pale and wan, and almost terrified, that I take my hand ofi Marmeduke’e arm and slip ifi round her waist. In will never do for her to present such a. woful countenance to the criuciem of servants. There is a. low apologetic knock at the door. Instantly I sent myself on the sofa. in as dignified an attitude as I can assume, considering my hair is all awry and my eyelids crimson. ’Duke lowers the lamp prudently, and falls back to the hearthrug, standing with his hands clasped ontelessly behind him, before he says, in a. clear, dis- tinct tone : “ Come in." "Dinner is served,” announces Tynan, softly, with the vaguest, discreetest of coughs. How is it that servants always know everything ? “ All righs,Tynon; Mrs. Harrison’s nerves shall not be upset this evening. We will go down now,” says 'Duke, with 9. smileâ€"- a. very impoverished specimen of its kind, I mush own, but mill a. mule. " I hope you will excuse my mentioning it, sir, has 1!: there is one nhing beyond another that raises Mrs. Cook‘s irritableness, and make her perverse towards the rest of the household, It is to hear the soup was allowed to grow cold." ' Tynon bows in a. shaky, dispirited way, and leaves the room. Outside in the dunk of the oonidor, I can see hlm put his hand to his eyes. But he is staunch, and even now compels himself to turn and say, with deference and winh a. praiawornhy show of ignorance of when the preceding conversa- tion may mean: “ Very good,” returns Marmaduke, in his ordinary voioe. " Lev Mrs. Vernon know.” Then. as though acting on a. second thoughtâ€"â€" " Tynon.” “ Yes. sir." ” It may be as well to let you know that Mrs. Carrington and I are leaving home next Week for some time.” Author of “Molly Bawn,‘ “The Baby," “Airy Fairv Lilian," etc , etc. “ Yes sir ; you may be sure there shall be no gossiping or whispering going on in this house.” “ I hope not.” Then, having noticed the quavering voice and depressed our of this old serviuor, who has known him from his youth up, he adds more gentiy, “ You may go now. I know I can trust you. I do not think I have any more directions to give you at present." ‘Duhu,wwury of lying: draws his hand across his forehead. “ You will please let the other servants know of our movements. Although my absence may be more pro- longed than I think, I shall wish them all to remain as they now are so that the house may be in readiness to receive us at any moment. But,” turning his gaze for the first time fully upon Tynon and speaking very sternly, “ I will have no whispering or gossiping about things that don’t oonoern them; mind that. I leave you in charge, Tynon, and I desire that all such conduct be punished with instant dismissal. You hear?” “ I am quite sure of that,” kindly. Then, with a. return to the rather forced and atilted manner that has distinguished hie foregoing speech, he goes on: ” It is alto- gether uncertain when we ehall be able to come back to Straugemore, as the buemeee of which I speak will necessitate my going abroad ; and as Mare. Catrington’s health will not allow her to accompany me, and as she has been ordered ehenge of air, she will go to Huzeltcn, which she has not seen, and await my return there. You quite understand, Tynon ?" “ Indeed, sir? yes. sir.” Tynon’s face is perfectly impassive, except at the extreme corners of the mouth ; these being slightly down-drawn indicate regret and some distress. “ We both feel much disappointed at being obliged to leave home at this particu- lar time, the Christmas season being so close at hand ; but the bualneBB that takes us is imporoant, and will admit of no delay. I shall leave behind me the usual sum of money for the poor, with an additional gilt Irom Mrs. Carrington, which I will trust you and Mrs. Benson" (she houekeeper) “ to see properly distributed.” " Perfectly, sir," replies the old butler, with his eyes on the ground. And as I watch him, 1 know how perfectly indeed he understands, not only what is being mud, butAalso what is apt being said. "Thaik -you', air; it shall be carefully attended to.” " style." Wantedâ€"A Lillie GM. PHYLLIS. BY THE DUCEEES. three more have been added. These have evidently made up their minds to receive me with open arms ; but as a. week pastas, and I show no signs of interest in them, or their work, or the gardens, or anything con~ nectad with my life. they are clearly puz- zled and disappointed. This I notice in a. dull, wondering feehion. Why can they not be as indifferent to me as I am to them ‘2 Now and again I receive a. letter from former friends. but these I discourage. From mother I hear regularly once a week. “Very good, mum; you shall ’a.ve it," she says, rapturously; and retires with flying colors, having beaten me ignomi- niouely. A ufonthâ€"two monthsâ€"go by, and still mÂ¥_aelf-im_posed_seclusion _ia unbrokenz “ Make meâ€"a meringue,” I murmur, in despair, seeing I shall have to give in, or else go through a list from the cookery book, and fortunately remembering how I once heard a clever housekeeper say there were few sweets so difficuln to bring, to per- fection. But the diflioulby, if there is any, onlxenohante my goddess of fine range. All the visitors that should 0511 do call ; it is not a. populous neighborhood, but as I decline seeing them, and do not return their visits. the would-be acquaintance drops. On Monday the Vicar. a slight, intellectual-looking man, rides up to the door. and, being refused admittance, leaves his card, and expresses his intention of coming again some day soon. Which mes- sage, being conveyed to me by the respect- able person who reigns here as butler. raises my ire, and induces me to give an order on the spot that never, on any preâ€" tence whatever, is any oneâ€"vicar or no vicarâ€"to be admitted to my presence. ' “Dear 11-16, mum 1 now do you ? Most of the quality loves it. Then what would you say? I’m a. first-class hand in the pastry line-â€"" But the word “ ice-pudding" calls up old memories; I remember my ancient weak- ness for that. particular confection. My brows contract; a. sharp pain fills my breast. “No. no] anything but ice-pudding,” I aathaatily ; “ Iâ€"hrate it]: "‘ In course, mum,” says cook. undaunted. She 1s a fine, fat, healthydooking woman, with large eyes. and slightly wheezy intona- tion, as though she were constantly trying to swallow some of her own good things that had inadvertently stuck in her throat. It seems to me that I ought to love this comfortable creature, who is so obstinater bent on flattering me against my w1ll. “ But whatever folks may say, a plum pud- ding for a delicate lady like you is oncom- mon ’eavy on the ’art and mind when bed- hour comes. It you would just say anyâ€" thing that would please youâ€"something light that I might try my hand onâ€"an ice- pudding, now ?”â€"this with as near an attempt at coaxing as respect will permit. Sunday comes, but I feel no inclination to clothe myself and go forth to confess my sins and pour out my griefa in the house of prayer. All days are alike to me, and I shrink with a. morbid horror from present- ing myself to the eyes of my fellows. In this quiet retreat I can bury myself, and nurse my wrongs, and brood over my aroulbles without interference from a. cruel war 6. I find some half-finished work among my things, and taking it to my favorite room, bend over it hour by hour; more often It falls unheeded on my lap, while I let memory wander backward, and ask myself, sadly, it such a‘being ever really lwed as wild, merry, careless Phyllis Yemen. ” Likely enough, mum, considering it is now only twelve o'clock; bus totalady like yourself, as eats no luncheon to speak of, you will for certain be starved by seven.” “Ithought a. Christmas dinner never vamied, cook. You can have the usual thing, I suppose.” “(Elieâ€"rng and i feel no wish for outdoor exercisei My color _Bloyvly feu‘iee. “ Yes, mum. A whole fortnight and one day, by five o’ulock this heavening, pre- cisely. I book the liberty of asking you to order dinner for this one night, thinking as you might put; a. name to something or other dainty phat you fancies.” “ Indeedi have 1-10 choice, cook, and I am not gtflal} hungryf" One morning, the woman who has taken Martha‘s place, and who finds much appa- rent delight in the binding and twisting of my hair into impossible fashions, takes courage to agdresa meâ€" " Christian da'y. is in l" I exolaim, curi~ ously. “Then I have been a whole fort- nighlin this placg." » “ What will you please to order for din- ner to-day, mum? ’ asks cook from the doorway. I have never yet given direc- tions for than meal, much to than worthy creature’s despair, whose heart and thoughbs are in her stew-pans. I glance up wiuh languid surprise. “Anything pou please.” I say; “you are always very mtlaiactory, I told you 1 would leave everything to you. Why do you aak me to-duy in particular '2” "Law, mum, sure it’s Christmas day, and I thought "153*"? 3.8 ’.9.W.â€"â€"'.' . " The gardens here, ma’sm, are so pretty. the prettiest for miles round.” " Are they? I must go and see them.” “ ‘Deed, m’m, and it would do you good. A smart walk now once in 9. way is better'n medicine, so I‘m told. And the grounds round here is rare and pretty to look at, though to be sure winter has a. dispiritin’ effect on everything." " It is cold,” I say. with a. shiver. “It is, m’m, surely”â€"le&ving the mighty edifice she is erecting on the top of my head to give the fire a. vigorous poke-“ but with your fut cloak and hat you won‘t feel it. Shall I bring them to you after break- fast, ma’am ?” But, as the evening draws on, this taint- asn glimmer of renewed hope dies, and I Link buck once more into my accustomed gloom. “Thank you,” I say, with a. gracious smile, born of my brisk and pleasant pro- menade; “ibis lovely. It is far premier in my eyes than the summer one, because so_unexpected.” V I pass on, leaving him, bowing and scraping and much gratified, in the middle of the path, with the unwanted smile shill upon my lips. “ I am proud to see you ma'am,” he says, with a. touch of interest in his tone. “ I am sorry 1 have nothing better worth offering you than these ’ere.” He tenders me the bouquet as he speaksâ€"n very mur- vel of a. bouquet. considering the time of year; â€""rr.l The walks, though scrupulously neat, are ungravelled, and here and there a dead leaf. crisp and dry, displays itself. The very trees. though berett of leaves. do not 1111mm: so foolish, so melancholy, in this truuland of theirs, as they alwayslook elsewhere. Ifeel some animation creeping in my blood; my step is more springy. Ah the garden game the father of all this sweet. ness steps up to me. He is a. rosy»cheeked. good-humored-looking man, a. brilliant contrast to the unspprosohable Cummins ; he presents me with a. small bouquet of winter flowers. “Haggis/wen; do,” reply I with 9. sigh of tegifigumiqn. _ ... .u 1 Much pleased wiob her success, the dam- sel retreats, and punctually to the moment, as I rise from my breakfast table, appears again, armed with cloak and gloves and but. Thus constrained, I sully forth, and make a. tour round the gardens that surround what: must. be for evermore my home. And very delicious old gardens they are, as old-fashioned 'as the house, and quite as picturesque. There is a. total want; of method, of precision, in theerrangement of them, that instinctively charms the eyes. I Wander from orchard into flower-garden and from flower-garden on again to orchard, without a. break of any sort; no games divide them; it ie all one pretty, happy medley. whether I answer her or not. Poor mother! She has begged and prayed for permission to visit me, to see how time is using me, whether I am well or ill ; but; all to no avail. I will not be dragged out of the gloomy solitude in which I have chosen to buy mygelf. " What abominable morbid tanoy ! It is horrible! exclaims Sir Mark. excitedly. “ You must; see a. doctor without delay; it you were well no such mournful ideas woulg ocuu_r p9 ygu.” “The truth. I am dying slowly, and I know it. I am glad of it. I have no energy, no hope, no wish for life. Do you wonder much? At times I have a strange fancy that I am already dead; and thenâ€"â€"” I break off dreamily._ From Dom, on her return from Rome, comes such a. kindly, tender letter as I had not believed it possible the chilly Dora. couid pen. It is wound up by a postscript from Sir George. as warm-hearted in tone as he is himself. It touches me, in a far- off, curious manner ; but I shrink from the invimtion to join them that it oontalna, and refuse it in such a way as muat prevent a repetition of it. “ So you think now; but as time goes on you mustâ€"yOu cannot fail to tire of it. > Is it natural to one so young to lock herself voluntarily away from people of her own age? Why, how old are you, child ‘2” “ Almost nineteen." “Almost nineteen l” cries he, with an unmirthful laugh, “and you may live for fifty years! Are you going to immure yourself within these same tour walls for fifty years.” “ I shall not live for fifty years.” “ But you msy; without excitement of any description, I see no reason why you should not live for a century." “ I shall not live for two years,” returned I, impressively. “Phyllis. what are you saying?” cries he, with a. shudder. Monotonous as is my existence, I hardly know how time flies. March winds rush by me, and I scarcely heed them. But for the hurtful racking cough they leave me as a. legacy, ere taking their final departure, I would not have known they had been among us. This cough grows and increases steadily, rendering more palid my already colorless cheeks, while the little flesh that still cleaves to my bones becomes less and less as the hours go on. It tears my slight frame With a. cruel force, and leaves me sleepless when all the rest of the world is wrappedjn slumber._ “I shall never face the world,” return I, quletly. “ Here is my convent; at least within its walls I find peace. I see no one, therefore head: no evil talk. I have no wish to be disturbed.” “ I tell you it is killing you,” he repeats, angrily. “ Better to face and endure the world’s talk at once, than linger here until body and_ soul part.” ' “Ibis a very quiet place. It suits me betth than aqyptpggcould.” On, the Weary days; the more than weary nights. when oblivion never comes to drown my thoughts, or, coming.ouly wraps me in dreams from which I wake, damply cold, or Bobbing with a. hOrror too deep for words I “I am neither glad nor sorry,” is my unmoved return; “I have forgotten to be emotional. Ibelieve my realfeeling just now 15 indifference. Considering how unlocked-tor is your presence here, it astonishes even myself that I can call up so little surprise. Curious. is it not ? You look thin, I think, and olderâ€"not so well as when last we met.” He grows a shade paler. “Do I?" Then, drawing a hard, quick breathâ€""And you, child, what have you been doing with yourself? Except for your eyes, it is hardly you I see. So white, so worn, so changed; this place is killing you.” There are times when I fight with Fete, with 8.11 than; has brought me to this p358; when I cry aloud and wring my hands and call on death to rescue me, in the privacy of my own room, from the misery that weighs me down and keeps me languishing in the dust. But these times are rare, and come to me bum seldomweu such weak moments as when a feeling of deadly sickness or overpowering regret gains mastery ox er " How 08.1me you speak of it I” he says, amazed. “ I speak as I feel," I repiy. There is rather an awkward pause. Now that he is here, the question naturally pre- sents itselfâ€"tor what reason has he come ? At. lengthâ€"â€" In very truth, my life is a sad oneâ€"a. mistake-9. blot; there is no proper place for me in the universe that seems so great. There is no happinea within me, no ayring of hope. I appear to myself a thing aplrh â€"innooent-, yet marked with a. disgraceful brand. Wm: an old writsrâ€"whom I now forgetâ€"I can truly say: “ WT]! you not say you are glad to see me ‘2” ventures Sit Mark, uneasily. "I suppose,” I go on. curiously, “that last warning you gave Marmaduke at the library door at homeâ€"at Snrangemore,” oorreotmg myself without; haste, “ had reference to~that woman? Am I right?" " Yea; I regret now having ever utterd it.” “Regrets are useless, and your words did no harm, Thinking of things since, I knew they must have meant an allusion to her.” “ For the world. 1 count it not an inn, but an hospital; and a place not to live, but to die in.” He flushes crimson, and a painedlook comgs into his eygs. “Ihardly thought to meet you here, Mrs. Corrington," he says, advancing slowly, and addressing ms in the low, hushed tone one aiogt! towards the biCk or dying. He appears agitated. I regard him with fixed coldness. “ You, who know all,” I say, with quiet emphasis, “ why do you on.“ me by that name? Call me Phyllis; that, at. least, still remains to me.” At last I awake to the fact that 1 am illâ€"dreadfully ill. There can be no doubt of it; and yet my malady has no name. I have lost all appetite; my strength has deserted me; great hollows have grown in my cheeks, above which my eyes gleam large and feverish. When I am down I feel no desirqpo rise again. Towards the middle of April I rally 9. little, and an intense craving for air is ever on me. Down by the sea I wander daily. getting as close to it as my strength will allow, the mile that separates me from it being new looked upon as a journey by my impoverished strength. Somewhat nearer to me than the shore is a. high, level plain of sand and earth and grass, that runs back inland from a. precipice that overlooks the ocean. On this I sit, and drawing sometimes up to the edge, peer over, and amuse myself counting the waves as they dash on the beach far, far below. We both stand still and gaze at each other. As far as I am concerned, time dies; I forget these weary months at Hazeltoh. I wink of our parting at Screnge- more. His eyes are reading, examining with undisguised pain, the changes in my face and form. At length he speaks. That plain forming part of the grounds belonging to Hazalton, passeesea the double charm of being easier of access than the strand. and of _beiug striobly prigate. It is the 17th of Aprilâ€"a. cold day, but fresh. with lmle sunshine anywhere. I am sauntering along my usual path to my sandy plain, nhoughtlese of anyshmg in the present, innocent of presenhimentu, when suddenly before me, as though mieen out ot the earth, stands Sir Mark Gore. How long is it since last I saw him ‘2â€" not months surely ?-it seems more like yesterday. Why do I feel no surprise, no emotion? Is the mind indeed within me dead? I am more puzzled by my own calmness at this moment than even by an event _so pnexpeqted as his presence here. "Mournfull"'I smile a little. “Yes. perhaps aoâ€"when I wake again to flnfl I am alive.” “Nonsense,” impatiently. “ Why have your people left you so much alone? It is shameful, unheard ol ! Phyllis. promise me Em will Beg a doctor if I send one.” A woman’s smile and a soda-fountain clerk's nod are more expressive for what they conceal than what they reveal. “Who shall minister to a mind dis- eased?" says I, ttzll smiling. “No, I will not see your doctor. My ailment has no name; I do not. suffer; quiet is my best; medicine.” We walk on 3.113316 way in silence. ” You do not ask after your friends,” saysrye, syrup‘t'ly. ,,,,I,fl‘n “LII LA" W... T At the same time that the hope that Greenland is not an ice-clad barren wild is shown to be groundless, reports come from Newfoundland that the resources of the interior of that island have been greatly underestimated. The coast fogs do not usually extend very far inland. The ther- mometer ranges from 7 to 83 degrees, it has fine grazing land, magnificent forests of valuable timber, and is rich in copper and other mineral products. 7‘ HM I Et‘iu any lain? Well, tell me. I should like to knowâ€"how is Marmaduke? and where?" N “ Do you not hear from him, than ?” turning to gaze s_usp§qio_qaly~§n my tags: “No; why ahofildl? We parted for- ever when he brought me here. 0b," with a. sudden, sharp uplifting of my voice â€"“how long ago it seems! what years, and years, and years! Tell me you- where is he ?” 1 Julia llus Trouble with One and is Given an Assorted Lot of Recipes to Choose From. Boston Globe: “Julia” writes, saying she has a new range in the kitchen that vexes her badly, because it won't draw, and asks what she can do with it. We wrote back and told her that, judging from the fact that it was in the kitchen, we inferred that it was a short range, and advised her to either go out of the business altogether or else put up a Creedmore range of1.000 or 1,500 yards. It she erected arange of this kind, we told her, and then advertised liberally and offered a lot of $100 medals, costing 20 cents a dozen, as prizes, and hired an assortment of ancient colonels and brigadier-generals to leaf around the premises in full uniform, we thought it would apt to draw and pay for the outlay, pro- vided she run it in connection with a firstolass bar-room. Then she wrote back and told us that her range had no target and that her husband was a policeman, who was all the ofiicer she needed, and informed us she referred to a new $60 cook-stove which she had just purchased. and which she could not induce to draw by any means. We board in a bean restaurant at the the south end our- selves, and are not troubled with balky cook-stoves. Before coming to Boston we drove a mule team, and whenever they threw up their heads and refused to draw we got some shavings and kindlingwood and built a fire under them. It worked to perfection every time. It is understood that cook-stoves have been made to draw by the same method. It would be a good plan to try this Scheme before swapping the stove away with the junk man for two tin dippers and a corn-popper. I " Abroad somewhere; we none of us know where. You think of him inces- santly ‘2” still with his eyes searching and reading my face ; " in is for him the color haslefu your cheeks, the light has died from your eyes? Is it the old life, or is it merely him you regret ‘2” “ I 'thiuk f regregnothing but my youth," retur_n I, wearily. ” Had you ne'ver at any time, any idea. of the tzubh ‘1" asks he, in a. low tone, pre- aeubjy. ” Never. How should 1? He kept it from me. fearing it: would cause me pain.” “ He deceived you grossly.” “ Yes but, as he thought. for my good. Where was the use of enlightening me? The story was told ; the woman was dead â€"or so he believed. He chose to hide it from me." “ Yes, be hid it from you." " Well, what of that ?" I cry impa- tiently ; “ it was a. mistake, I think, but a. kindly one. He was always thinking of my happiness. It was perhaps a worse shock to him than it; was to me. He had no faintest thought of her being alive until she stood before him.” He is silent. Something in his manner, in the very way he keeps his eyes bent reso- lutely upon the ground, chills me. Upon his face a curiously determined expression has gathered and grown. “ No faintest thoughts," Irepeat, sharply. watching him now as keenly as he watched me before ; ” of course he had not. He had heard of her death years before he had ever met me. Had he even doubted on the aubjecfi hie treachery would have been unequalled. But you cannot think that ; in is impossxble you can think in ; therefore any 8,9}? “ Yes. and for something more; to ask you to be my wife. Hush! let me speak. I know the answer you would make me. but I do not think you have fully weighed everything. Were you to endure this life you are now leading but for a season. for u. year, even for several years, I would any nothing; but until this women, this Car- lotta, dies. you can never be his wife. Remember that. And who ever knew any one to die quickly whose death was longed for? Look at ennuitante, for instance ; they live for ever ; therefore this isolation of yours will know [1) end.” I" am motionless, speechless, from rage and amazement. Still he is silentâ€"ominously so, as it seems to me. His eyes are shill downcsst; the evil determination in his face is stronger; his cane is digging deep furrows in the sandy loam. Hurriedly drawing a pin from some secret fold of my dreee, I press it deep into my arm, so deep that presently I feel a. warm elug‘ bitterly. " Have you come all the way down here to tell me what I know so well alregfly 7" “ Why don’t you speak,” cried I, fiercely; “ what do you mean by standing there silent, with that hateful expression upon your face? Do you mean no insinuate that there was ndoubn in his mind? Look at me, and answer truly. Do you believe Marma- duke knew that woman to be living when he married me ‘2” The excitement of the past; few minutes has been texrlble to my weakened frame; I feel a vague dizziness, a. coldness creeping over me. I am a. good half-mile from home ; should I faint, there will be nothing for is but for Sir Mark to carry me there, and to have that; man’s arms round me for so long a. time is more than I could endure. The bate thought of it; nerves me to aehion. I am half mad with suspense and fear. Placing boih my hands upon his arm, I put forth all my puny strength, and actually compel him, strong man as he is, to meet my gaze. For a. moment: he hesitatesâ€"a long mo- mentâ€"and then the right triumphs. Though in his own mind he is firmly con- vinced that can be but endue my mind with this doubt of Marmaduke’s integrity, in will subat mtmlly aid his own cause, amll, being a gent‘eman born and bred, he finds a. difficulty in bringing his lips to utter the miserable falsehood. “ Coward l” murmur I bitterly, taking myihauds from his qrm, and tu_rnlng _a.wa.y. “ No; I don’t believe he did know,” he answers, doggedly. “You are sure of thus?” I ask, feverishly. “ I would, give my oath of it,” he replies, with increased eullenness. Newtoundlaud Looking Up. BALKY COOK STOVEB. (To be continued.) Sous. successful explorations have been made in the central and western part of Asxs Minor by Ramsay, the Scotch traveller, and Dr. Sherretb, of the American school in Athens. They made an expedition with special reference to the ruins of the cities of ancient Phrygiu, Pisidia and Lyosonia, including the points to which interest is given by the travels of the Apostle Paul. They have brought back observations on the remains and posit-ion of more than ten Greek towns of which no other modern explorer has given any account. True glory consists in doing what de- aervesa. place in history, writing what deserves to be read, and in so living as to make the world happier and better for our living in it. ' “Mary 1’ I guesa I made a: mistake. That‘s the servant; girl’s name l" “ These Ltolen meetings are so lovely I Don’t you thmk so ‘2" More kissing. Then a voice from the house. “ Mary! Mary 1” “ I’m coming, ma’am.” There is a. rapturous parting. Then the young man as he steals off Boliloquizes: THE word “fudge " has a positive person- ality underlying it. Such is it, at least, if Disraeli’s account be authentic. He quotes from a. very old pamphlet entitled, “Re- marks Upon the N avy,” wherein the author says: “ There was in our time one ‘ Osp- tain Fudge,’ commander of a merchantmen, who, upon his return from his voyage, how ill fraught soever his ship was, always brought home his owners a. good crop of lies, so much that now, aboard ship, the sailors, when they hear a. great lie told, cry out: ‘You fudge it P The ship was the Black Eagle, the time that of Charles II.” “Speak in whispers, dearest; the old man is not in bed yet.” “ And do you love me 7” “Do I love you? I love you with a. strength that would knock Sullivan out in one round.” PROF. DOUGLASS, of the Michigan State University, produces amateur cyclones at will by suspending a. large copper plate by ailken cords. The plate 13 charge heavily with electricity, which hangs down like a. bag underneath, and is rendered visible by the use of arsenious acid gas, which gives it a. green color. The formation is a minia- ture cyclone as perfect as any started in clouds. It is funnel-shaped, and whirls around rapidly. Passing this plate over a. table, the cyclone snatches up copper cents, pith ball and other objects, and scatters them on all sides. It is dark. He steals up to the garden gate. “ My own sweet I" ” My dearest own 1’ Then the noise of kissing. _ " Children,” said the fond mother, push- ing them away, “run over yonder where the goat carriagas are and play until I send for you.” TEE Island of Mauritius is the home of witchcraft. The London Times asserts positively that young children are fre- quently tortured and killed for alleged magical purposes. One Picot was tried by the British authorities and condemned to death. He coolly told his Judges that they could not hang him. Nor did they. The house of the Chief Judge was instantly haunted by spirits, who threw stones. Night after night the missiles rattled about the slats. No watchers could discover the human hands of the flesh and blood allies. Finally, “ the Judge’s lady was nearly frightened to death,” says the Times, and the Judge himself pleaded for Pioot’s life with the Executive Council. “ I am completely broken up, Amelia,” he said, seizing her hand. “There is no telling what I might not any and do if it were not; for these children." Then he wants in. “Gimme!” he cries ; and he is not satisfied until the apple is gnawed beyond recognition. Then he feels better. The majority of boys do not grow up to be good citizens. THE \VIDow's. A New York widow was taking the fresh air in Central Perk with her two children, when she met a. former lover, with whom she entered Into conversutxon. To which a reliable meteorologist replies that, while these contentions are well founded, the temperature record is designed to show the temperature of the air. As different soils and different bodies on the same soil have different conductivities and radiate different amounts per square foot of the sun's heat, it follows that if ther- mometers were exposed to the free radia- tion from the soil or surrounding objects they would not register the actual air temperature. To give the air temperature the instrumert must be so protected from radiation that it will receive no heat from bodies warmer than the air and part with none of its own heat to bodies cooler than the air. On August 9th, 1881. during a western hot spell, [out thermometers in different parts of Spencer, Ind., registered 106° in the shade for five consecutive hours. But a thermometer simultaneously exposed there to the direct rays of the sun shining upon a metallic background registered 150 °, and upon the root of a woodshed registered 140 ° . The real temperature of the atmos- phere was not above 106°. For it has been shown that if a thermometer is tied to a string and swung round the head for some minutes its reading is almost the same whether it is swung in the sunshine or in the shade. Sn'aulgems. THE mac‘s. Boy howling. His mother gives him an apple. “Don’t want that old apple,” he cries. “Iam glad of it,” the mother replies, “for it is little sister’s and she’ll want it Whjn ah_e wakes up.” 'I‘nE German Military Gazette concedes that on the water Great Britain still holds first p‘ace with her armored fleet ; France the second ; Germany the third ; Italy the fourth ; Russia the fifth. and Austria. the sixth. But at the present moment France is building fourteen vessels of the most powerful model and eight armored vessels for coast defence. Therefore, in four years France will have thirty war vessels, twelve of which will be of the first~class, and Eng- land thirty-two, only one of which will he of the same strength as any one of the twelve French ships. Italy is now building five first-class war vessels; Russia three and three ironclad cruisers; Germany one ironclad cruiser and two gunboats ; Austria one war vessel, and Denmark one ironclad for coast defence. Consequently the mari- time pre-eminence of Great Britain is decidedly monaoed by France. England being obliged to employ a great portion 0! her fleet in the Mediterrrnean, and at diiTcrent distant points, it is fair to pre- sume thatin 1887 or 1888 France would be able to oppose a fleet of forty-two armored vessels against an English one of thirty at the most, including even the vessels for coast defences. Why are temperatures taken in the shade .9 To me it seems a roundabout way of getting at the truthâ€"an artificial mode of reaching natural re- sults. Grain does not. grow, fruit does not ripen, nor farmers work in the shade. The difference in temperature as compared with sunshine must be infinitesimal and inconstant, varying with the breadth and depth of the shade, as can be seen in a large building or tree. Those great movements in the variable belts or Windsâ€"the hot and cold waves of which you speak so oftenâ€"would surely be sooner generally understood if sunshine and ground temperature were taken instead of shade. A CAREFUL observer of the weather pro- babilxty reports asks : CURRENT TOPICS. THE 11mm) amL‘s The Empress Eugenie is at Carlsbad. The cholera. microbe was disoovered first by Dr. Pacini, an Italian, in 1854. N [5?wa genuine without a bunch of green Hope on the white label. Shun all the vile. oisâ€" onoua stufi with "Bop" or "Hops" int eir name. The King of Sweden’s firit son, the Duke of Sodermanland, was baptised amid great rejoicing ah Tuilgarn Cutie. People drawn out of shape from excruciating pangs of rheumatismfiuflammatory and chronic, or auflering from scrofula, Erysipcluml ” Saltrhenm, blood poisoning, dyspepsia, indi~ gestiou, and, in fuct,a.1moat all diseases frail " Nrsturu in hair to Havu been cured by Hop Bittera,proof of which can be found in every neighborhood in the known World. Zululand is desuribad as miserably dis- turbed. In is expaohed that the Boers and Usutus will shortly fall out; again. In old days the bondsmen “ spoiled the Egyptians"â€"nowaduys the Egyptians threaten to spoil the bondholders. The Queen of England’s last book will shortly be translated into old Norman- Freno’n {or the benefih of the Channel Islanders. I‘A'Patienta " Almuat dead or nearly dying” For yams, and given up byphysicianp, of Bright’s and other kidney diseases, liver complaints. severe coughs, called consump- tion, have been cured. Women gone nearly crazy! I! I! From agony of neuralgia, nervousness, wakefulness and various diseases peculiar to women. Dr. Samuel Kinne’ “ Moses and Gao- logy,” showing the harmony of the Bible and Science, has now reached its seventh edition. British and Foreign Jottings. The Governor of Alsaceâ€"Lorraine has been summoned to Berlin to confer with the Emperor upon important matters “con- necued with that Province. The Figaro considers it wise in time of epidemic not to wear & round-topped hat bearing resemblance to a. melon, for fear of attracting the attention of the cholera. 7 Hurnileas fér uhe‘most frail woman, weakest invalid or smallest child to use. CHAPTER II. veioped, which' is so varied in its ofiemtribuisrthit no disease or ill health can possibly exist; or re- Bisj its powey, an_d you it? i_5 “And they will tell you explicitly and emphatically ” “ Ruchu I l I” Ask the same physicians “What is the most reliable and surest cure for all liver diseases or dyspepsia, con- stipation. indigetion, biliousness, malaria, fever, ague, em,” and they will tell you: Mandrake ! or Dandelion! I ! 1" Hence, when those remedies are combined with others equally velqatbl‘e, 7 73171117 dohipohnded ihtd Hop Bitters, such awon- defful and mysterious curative power is do- ve oped, which is so varied in its operations that A historic tree of Liberty was destroyed lately at Strasburg by a. thunder storm. It: was a. ball poplar, planted in 1792 to commemorate the foundatEon of the French Republic. Punce Henry, second son of the Crown Prince and Princess of Germany, has fixated up a. studio near Pottsdam, where he spends most of his leisure time painting in 0115; while he may often be met in the neighborhood with a. small camera, photoâ€" graphing some picturesque spot. The attempt upon the life of Emperor William on the occasion of the inauguration of the " Gel-mania. ” statue, has now been proven against the prlsoner Rupeoh beyond all doubt. He has himself given a circum- stantial account of the fiendishplot, which his stricken conscience alone averted at the last minute. The French have now been in Madagas- car over a year, but are scarcely former advanced Lhan they were on the first day. The squadron has shelled several towns or villages on the seaboard occupied by the Hovas, and troops have landed and taken possession of Tumatave and Majunga, the two princlpal ports. But all this has not brought matters nearer a solution. “ What is the best and only remedy that can be relied on to cure all diseases of the kidneys and urinary organs ; such as Bright’s disease, diabates, retention, or inability to retain urine, and all the the dis- eases andrailmenrtjs peculiar to Women"â€" CHAPTER I. Ask any or all of the most eminent phy sioians: Ask the most eminent physician Of any school, what is the bést thing in the world for quieting and allaying all irri- tation of the nerves, and curing all forms of nervous complaints, giving natural, childlike, refreshing sleep always ? And they will tell you unhesitatingly “ Some form of Hops I I I " A statement drawn up for the French Ministry of the Interior shows that during the past year 1,308 wolves were destroyed in France, 32 being she wolves with young. 774 males or females, and 493 young wolves. The sums paid out as premiums amounted to 103,720 francs. The greatest number were killed in Lower Brittany. Dr. Holub, the African traveller, has sent lettars to Vienna stating that the expedition has been delayed by bad weather and the consequent indifferent state of the roads. D:.I:lolub, who com- plains of the exorbitant prices he is obliged to pay for provisions, has made some valuable additions to his mineralogical, botanical and zoological collections, and report: that all the members of the expedi- tion are well. A young girl, a servant with Mr. Lovell, at Avon Paper Works, Linlitbgow bridge, disappeared. On search being "made no trace of her could be found for a consider- able time. She was ultimately discovered, shortly before midnight. clinging to the turbine wheel in connection with the works, which a few minutes later would have been set in motion. To get there the girl had to walk up a tunnel from the tail race about 50 yards in length, and in which the water is always about four feet in depth. On being questioned she could give no satisfactory account of herself for the time she had been absent. nor any reason for her strange adventure, by which she had narrowly escaped from a shocking death. Pop corn is placarded in the Crystal Palace, London, “ as sold to the nobility.” The Lord Chancellor has appointed Dominick Lionel D'Arcy, 0t Melliord, Kil- kerriua, Justice of the Peace for the county of Gulway. Thomas MoCabe,ot Sutton, was found lying on the railway track, near Sutton Station, on the 70): Augubt, with his head completely severed from ube trunk. At a. meeting recently of the Smoke Abatement Commntso in the London Healtheries it Write demonstrated that 42 per cent. of the heat generated in the domestic grates of London passed chimneyv wise without being utilized in warming the rooms in which the grates burned soft 003'. Yet such is English prejudice that John Bull would not burn anthracite if mines of it were underneath all Surrey. For the first time in {our years there ii a growth of mushroams iu the fields around Mote. Recently Killashee House, the radiance of Major St. Leger Moore, master of the Kildare hounds, was destroyed by fire. Ireland is likely to come more into favor this year as a coursing ground. Mushrooms are sent from the liver Liffey to England at the rate of a ton per day. Mr. Michael Doyle, the well-known ya ebb builder, of Kingstown, died on the 8911 August. A Sleep-\Vnmcr’s Peculiar Free k. Vim] Queslions l ! I I Latest irom lrelnml. Repeats the ofbrepeated story that Put- nam's Painless Corn Extractor is the beef, least harmful, most certain and prompt or all preparations ever offered for the removal of cores. Kennedy & Callard, London, Ont" writes, " Nothing ever int10"u)ed has given the satisfaction that Putnam’s Pain- leee Corn Extractor has. We recommend it.” Beware of cheap or poisonous subeti tutee. Sold by druggiste and dealers in medicine everywhere. Poison & 00., pro- prietors. 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