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A crack in the vase and the roses n11 scattered, A gnarl in the knitting, a hunt for the ball; The ink-bottle shattered, the carpet; bespmtemd‘ Dirt pies in the hull. The fruit on the table by tiny tenth bitten; Wee prints of wet fingers on window and (1001'; Poor grundmamma‘s cap, as a. frock for the kitten. Dragged down on the floor. Soft gnrglefl of laughter; a Sunshiny glancing, AB somebody fine in and out like {L bird ; Strange accidents chanciug Wherever the dnnc~ mg Small footsteps are hem‘iL “ Comp, Ethel, my baby, your grave iug, Stand here at my side. Do you know the wen sprite Who into some eve}: new mischief is drifting A Emile like a sunbeam, so coy and caressingâ€" She smiles in my face like the witch that she is. No need of more guessing “My trouble, my blessing; ' Come, give me a kiss!" A BLACK LIE . Having placed the poor girl in Prisoilla’s mouherly hands, I fetched the beat doctor I could think of, and effprts were at; once made to restore consciousness. It: was long before any sign of returning anima- tion showed itself, but, at last, she awoke. Need I say what a. supreme moment that was to me? I need not give details of that return to life. After all,lit was but ahalf return, and brought fresh terrors in its train. When morning dawned it; found Pauline raving with what I prayed was but the delirium of fever. The doctor toldfime her state was a most critical one. There was hope for her life, but no certainty of saving it. It was during those days of anxiety that I learned how much I loved my unhappy girl. How grateful I should be if she were given back to me, even as I had always known her. “That manâ€"I shall not for obvious reasons tell you his nameâ€"was Pauline’s lover. Translate ‘lover’ into Italianâ€"into what: the word drudo signifies in that Her Wild ievered words out me to the beam. Sometimes in English, sometimes in soft Italian, she called on some one; spoke words of deep love and sorrow; gave vent to the expressions of fond endear- ment. These were succeeded by cries of grief, and it seemed as 1f shudders oI fear passed over_ her. -. . u n He shrugged his shoulders. “Why should I, to an eye-witness? To others I will deny it fast enough. Besides, as you are interested in the matter, there is no occasion to do so.” “ I am interestedl" "Certainly; as you married my sister. Now my fine fellow! my gay bridegroom! my dear brotherJn-lawl I W1“ tell you why I killed that men, and what I meant by_niy wortlsfio you a§_Geneva."‘ His air of bitter. callous mockery, as he spoke these words, made me dread what was to come. My hands were tingling to throw him from the room. ‘ For me there was no word; no look of recognition. I, who would have ngen Worlds to been: my name spoken once, during her delirium, with an expression of love. was but: a. stranger at her bedside. Whom was it she called for and lamented? Who was the man she and I had seen slain? I soon learnedâ€"audit my informant spoke the truth, be had, in so doing. dealt me a. blow from which I should never rally. “ You are a. great aahor, Mr. Vaughan," he said, With a coolness and cynicism which appalled me. “ You deceived even me, and I am very suspicious.”_ It was Macmri who struck it. He called on me the day aiber Pauline and Ihad waited that house. 1 would not see him then. My plans were not formed. For the time I could think of nothing save my wife's danger. But; two days afterward, when he again called, I gave orders for him to be admitted. 1 shuddered as I took the hand I dared not yet refuse him, although In my own mind I was certain that; a. murderer’s fingers were clasped round my own. Per- haps the very fingers which had once closed on my throat. Yet, wmh all I knew, I doubted whether I could bring him to justice. But he knew me. He dropped my arm and gnamped Pig foo_t_7‘in_ fur_y_. fioiiihémiug till night Unless Pauline reovered, the evidence I could bring would be of no weight. Even the victim’s name was unknown to me. Before the accusation would lie. his remains must be found and identified. It was hope- less to think of punishing the murderer, now that more than three years had elapsed since the crime. Besidesâ€"was he Pauline’s brother? Brother or not, I would unmask him. I would show him that the crime was no longer a. secret ; that an outsider knew every detail. I would tell him this in the hope that his future would be haunted with the dread ofajust vengeance over- tahing h1m_. He attempted no evasion. He sprang to his feet with features eonvulsed with rage. He seized my arm. For a. moment I thought he meant to attack me, but found he only wanted to scan my face attentively. I did not shrink from his inspection. I hardly thought he would recognize me ; so great a. change does blindneas make in a lace. “ Foola‘x Idiots 1" he Biased. “Why di(_1_they got let me do the work thoroqglgly '2" He fialked once or twice up and down the room, and then WIth regained com- poaule stood in from of_me.‘ Whichever the fallow feltâ€"fear or rage â€"the expression of his face was that of blank astonishment. Not, I knew, the sur- prinue of innocence, but of wonder that; the crime should be known. For amoment his jaw dropped and he gaped at me in silence. “ On the 20th of August. 186-â€", at No. - Horace street, you stabbed here, to the heart, a young man who was sitting at the table. Dr. Generi was in the room at the time, also another man with a. scar on his face.” Then he recovered. “ Are you mad, Mrl Vaughan ?” he cried. “ You 110 nah even deny the crime, you .illaiu ?” Presently he changed the subject. “ I scarcely like to trouble you at such a time, but I should be glad to know it you are willing to join me, as I suggested, 'in a. memorial to Victor Emmanuel ?” ‘“ I am not. There are several things I mggt have gxplqinqd firAati” He bowad politely; but: I saw hls lips close tightly for a moment. “ I am quite at your service,” he said. "Very well. Before all I must be satis- fied that you are my w1fe’s brother.” “ T1134; la easily done. Had poor Ceneri been wish us he would have vouched for it." ” But he told me very differently.” " Ah, he had his reasons. No matter, I can bring plenty of other persons.” ” Then, again." I said, looking him full in the face and speaking very slowly, ” I must know why you murdered a. man three years ago in a house in Horace street.” I knew the name of the street to which Pauline had led me. I had noticed it as we drove from it a. few nights ago, and the reason of my drunken gulde's mistake was apparent. It was Horace street. My con- ductor had Jumbled up Walpole and Ho:- ace in his drink-muddled brain. On what a. slight thread the whole course of Elife hgngs l_ Maenri had heard of Peuline’s illness and delirium. He was as tenderly soliciti- ous in his inquiries as a. brother should be. My replies were cold and brief. Brother or not he was answerable for everything. He mis'ed hi5 hick dark eyebrows and tried to smile. PAU l‘roubim My Blessing. CHAPTER IX, ‘LIN E. â€"The Nursery. eyes uplift languagewthen you will understand my meaning. We, on our mother’s side, have noble blood in our veinsâ€"blcod which brooks no insult. He was Pauline’s. your wife’s lover, I say again. He had no wxsh to marry her, and so Generi and I killed himâ€"killed him in Londonâ€"even in her presence. As I told you once before, Mr. Vaughan, it; is well to marry a. woman who cannot recall the past}; I made no reply. So hideous a. state- ment called for no comment. I simply rose and walked toward him. He saw my purpose written in my face. “Not here," he said hastily, and moving away from me; “ what good can it do hereâ€"a vulgar soul- fle between two gentlemen? No; on the Continentaâ€"any where. meet me, and I will show you how I hate you.” ,,,,:I __:n_:_ l He spoke well, the self-possessed‘villain! Wham good could it do? An unseemly struggle, in which I could scarcely hope to kill him; and Pauline the while perhaps upon the points of deathl .4" __..I A..._.....J I u -__ .,_, uGo,"1 cried, " murderer and coward! Every word you have ever spoken to me has been a. lie, and because you hate me, you have to-day told me the greatest lie 01 all. Go; save yourself from the gallows by flight.” . u . ,I!,!A___ L_:.-.__.L mHe gave me a. look of malicious triumph and left me. The air 0! the room seemed pug?! nov'v that he no longe}: breathed it. ,,I_ _--.... -nJ u’flJ-efiwl' WERE; Pagline‘s room, and sitting by her had heard her parched lips ever and ever cal}ing_in Engligh or‘Italian on some one she loved. Heard them beaeeching and warning. and knew that her wild words were addressed to the man whom Maeari averted he had slain because he wasjhe lover of his sisterâ€"my wife! The villain liedl I knew he lied. Over and over again I told myself it was a black, slanderous lieâ€"that Pauline was as pure as an angel. But, as I strove to comfort myself with these assertions, I knew that, lie as it was, until I could prove it such, it would rankle in my heart; would be ever with me; would grow until I mistook it for truth ; would give me not a moment’s rest or peace, until it made me curse the day when Kenyon led me inside that old church to see “ the fairest sight of all." How could I prove the untruth‘? 'There were but two other persons in the world who knew Pauiine’s historyâ€"Generi and old Teresa. Teresa had disappeared and Censri was in the Siberian mines or some other living grave. Even asI though. of the old Italian woman, Maoari’s slander began to throw forth its first poisonous shoots. Her mysterious words, “not for love or marriage,” might hear another meaning, a dishonorable meaning. And other circumstances would come to me. Ceneri’s haste to get his niece marriedâ€"- his wish to get rid of her. Thoughts of this sort would steal into my mind until they half maddened me. Yes, I would do it! Mad as the scheme seemed, I would go to Siberia, and if money, perseverance, favor, or craft could bring me face to face with Ceneri, I would wring the truth, the whole truth from his lipe ! How could I prove it? How could I ask Pauline? Or, asking her, how could I expect her to answer? Even if she did, would bar word satisfy me? Oh thatI could see Ceneril Villain he might be, butI felt he was not such a, double-dyed villain as Msesrl. Thinking thus, I formed a. desperate resolve. Men are urged to do strange and desperate things when life is at stakeâ€"- with me it was more than life. It was the honor, the happinessâ€"everything, of two Pegvle 1. “ We are strangersâ€"she knows me not," I cried. “ Lab me prove that this lie is a lie, or let us be strapgpra _iorever1" Then Meoeri’e bleak lie came out from its lurkmg place and seized me as it were by the throatâ€"clung to me, wrestled with rueâ€"cried, “I am true! Push me away. I am still true. The lips of a villain spoke to me, but for once he spoke the truth. It not for this, why the crime? Men do not lightly commit murder." Even then, when the moment I had prayed and longed for had comeâ€"when sense, full senee,wes given back to my poor loveâ€"I was invaded, conquered and crushed to the ground by the (cal lie which might be truth. I could bear to sit with Pauline no longer. I went out into the open our and wondered about aimlessly, until two Ideas occurred to me. One was that I would go to the greatest authority on brain diseases, and consult him as to Pauline’e hope of recovery â€"â€"the other that I would go to Horses street and examine, by daylight, the house from top to bottom. I went first to the doctor’s. To him I told everthing, saving, of course. Macan’s black lie. I could see no other way to explain the case without confiding fully. I most certainly succeededin arous- ing his interest. He had already seen Pauline and knew exactly the etate in which she has been. I think he believed, as many others will, all I told him except that one strange occurrence. Even this he did not scoff at, accustomed as he was to Wild fancies and freaks of imagination. He attributed it to this cause ; which was but natural-and now what comfort or hope could he give me? “ As I told you before, Mr. Vaughan.” he said, “ such a thing as losing the recollec- tion of the past for a long while and then picking up the and of the thread where it fell is not altogether unprecedented. I willeome and see your wife; but as the case now stands it seems to me it is an attack of brain fever, and as yet no special- ist is needed. When that fever leaves her I should like to know, that I may see her. It will, I expect, leave her sane, but she will begin life again from the hour that her mind was first unhinged. You, her hue- band, may even be asa stranger to her. The case. I say again, is not unprece- dented. but the circumstances which sur- round it are.” It was as the doctor had predicted. I might have been a. total stranger to those beautiful eyes as they opened, gazed at me, and then reolosed themselves wesrily. I went from the room with tears running down my cheeks, and at my heart a. feeling of mingled joy and sorrow, hope and fear, which words will not express. I gave my name and address and took the keys. I spent the remainder of the afternoon in searching every nook and cranny in the house. but no discovery rewarded my labor. There was, I believe, no place in which the body of aviotim could have been hidâ€"there was no garden in which it might have been buried. I took back the keys and said the house did not suit me. Then I returned home, and brooded on my grief, while Maeari’s lie ate and ate its way to my heart. ' I left the doctor and walked to the agent’s in whose hand the house in Horace street was placed. I obtained the keys and made some inquiries. I found at the time of the murder the house had been let furnished for a few weeks to an Italian gentleman whose name was forgotten. He had paid the rent in advance, so no inquiries had been made about him. The house had been vacant for a long time. There was nothing against. it except that the owner would only let it at a certain rent, which most people appeared to consider to_o high. And day by day it went on working and gnawing, oorroding and wan-ping, until I was told that the crisis was over; that Pauline was out of danger; that she was herself again. Which self? The self I had only known, or the Belt before that fatal night? With a. beating heart 1 drew near to her bedside. Weak. exhausted, without strength to move or speak she opened her eyes and looked at me. It was a, look of wonder, of non~ recognition, but it was the look of restored reason. She new me not- IN SEARCH OF THE mum. Across Europewhalf way acrosaAsiaâ€" CHAPTER X. for the sake of an hour’s interview with in Russian political prisoner I It was a wild scheme, but I was determined to carry it out. It my plan was a med one, I would, atleast, insure a chance of its success by putting all the method I could in my pre- parations. I would not rush wildly to my journey’s end and find it rendered fruitless by the stupidity or suspicion of some one vested with brief authority. No; I must go armed with credentials which no one would dare to dispute. Money, one of the most important of all, 1 had plenty of, end was ready to use freely; but there were others which were indispensable; my first step would be to obtain these. I could go quietly and systematically to work, for it would be days before I could venture to leave Pauline. Only when all chance of danger was at an end could I begin my journey. So during those days whilst the poor girl was gradually, but very, very slowly. regaining hthength, I looked up what friends I possessed among the great people of the land, until I found one whose posi- tion was such that he could ask a favor of a far greater man than himself, and, more- over, expect that it should be granted without delay. He did this for my sake with such efficacy that I received aletter of introduction to the English ambassador at St. Petersburg. and also a copy of a letter which had been forwarded him con- taining instructions in my behalf. Each of the letters bore an autograph which would insure every assistance being given to me. With these and the addition of a letter of credit for a large amount on a St. Petersburg bank, I was ready to start. But before I left, Peuline’e safety and wellvbeing during these months of absence must be considered. The difficulties this presented almost made me, abandon. or, at least, postpone, the execution of my plan. Yet I knew it must _be carried out to the very letter, or Meeeri‘e lie would ever stand between my wife and myself. Better I should go at once, while we were strangers ; better,if Ceneri by word or silence con- firmed the shameful tale, that we should never meet again ! Ah 1 that 1 cannot say. I only know him as a doctor named Ceneriâ€"an Italianâ€"an apostle of treedomâ€"pahriohâ€"-eonspirator. I was not foolish enough to imagine he had been tried and sentenced under the name I St. Petersburg at lastl The letter I bear, and the letter already received on my account, insure me a gracious reception from Her Majesty‘s noble representative in the Russian capital. My request is listened to attentively; not scouted as ridiculous. I am told it is unprecedented, but the words impossible to be granted are not used. There are difficulties, great difliculties, in the way, but, as my business is purely of a domestic nature, with no political tendency, and as the letters bear the magic autograph of a per- son whom the noble lord is eager to oblige, I am not told that the obstacles are insu- perable. I must wait patiently for days, it may be weeks, but I can be sure that everything will be done that can be done. There is, at present, or so the newspapers say, little friction between the twa Grov- ernments. Sometimes this is shown by requests more simple than mine being reiused. Still, we shall seeâ€"â€" Meanwhilefwho is the prisoner, and where is he? Pauline would be left in good hands. Priscilla. would do my bidding faithfully and fully. The old woman was by this time quite aware that her charge had awakened to both memory and new forget- fulness. She knew the reason that for days and days I had not eyen entered the room. She knew that I considered Pauline, in her present state, no more my wife than when I first met her in Turin. She knew that some mystery was attached to our relations with each other, and that I was bound upon 8. long journey to clear this up. She was content with this knowledge or sought to obtain no more than I chose to give her. My instructions were minute. As soon as she was well enough Pauline was to be taken to the seaside. Everything was to be done for her comfort and according to her wishes. If she grew‘ curious she was to be told that some near relation, who was now journeying abroad. had placed her in Prisoilla’s hands, where she was to stay until his return. But, unless the recollec- tion of the past few months came to her, she was to be told nothing as to her true position as my wife. Indeed, I doubted now it she was legally my wifeâ€"whether, if she wished, she might not annul the marriage by stating that at the time it took place she was not in her right mind. When I returned from my expeditionâ€"if things were right. as I told myself they must be, all would have to be begun again from the beginning: The next day I was hundreds of miles away, and my mind was in a sterner frame. It when I reached, if ever I did reach Ceneri, I found that Maoari had not liedâ€" found that I had been fooled, oajoled. made a tool of, I should, at least, have the grim consolation of revenge. I should be able to gloat upon the misery of the man who had deceived me and used me for his own purposes. I should see him dragging out his wretched life in chains and degradation. I should see him a slave, beaten and ill- treated. If this was the only reward I should reap it would repay me for my long journey. Perhaps, considering all that had passed and my present anxiety and dread. this unohristian state of mind was not unnatural to an ordinary son of Adam. I had ascertained that, since the depar- ture of the fever, Pauline had said nothing about the terrible deed she had witnessed three years ago. I feared that when her health was re-established her first wish would be to make some stir in the matter. It was hard to see what she could possibly do. Macari, I learned, had left England the day after I had accused him of the crime; Ceneri was out of reach. I hoped that Pauline might be induced to remain quiet until my return; and I instructed Priscilla, that in the event of her recurring to the subject of a great crime committed by persons she knew, to inform her that all was being done to bring the guilty to their deserts. I trusted she would, with her usual docility. rest contented with this scarcely correct assertion. Priscilla. was to write to naeâ€"to St. Petersburg, Moscow, and other places I must stop at, going and returning. I left directed envelopes with her, and would send from St. Petersburg instructions as to the dates when the various letters should be posted. And then all I could think of was done. All except one thing. To-morrow morn- ing I must start. My passport is duly signed; my trunks are packedâ€"everything ready. Once, once for a. moment, I must see her before I sleep to-nightâ€"eee her it may be for the last time. She was sleep- ing soundlyâ€"Priscilla. told me so. Once more I must look upon that beautiful face that I may carry its exact image with me for thousand of miles! I crept upstairs and entered her room. I stood by the bedside and gazed with eyes full of tears on my wifeâ€"yet not my wife. I felt like a criminal. a deeecrator, so little right, I knew, I had to be in that room. Her pale pure face lay on the pillowâ€"the fairest face in all the world to me. Her bosom rose and tell with her soft regular breathing. Fair and white as an angel she looked. and I swore, as I gazed on her, that no word of man should make me doubt her innocence. Yet 1 would go to Siberia. I would have given worlds for the right to lay my lips on here! to have been able to wake her with a kiss, and see those long, dark lashes rise, and her eyes beam with love for me. Even as it was I could not refrain from kissing her gently on the tem- ple, just where the soft thick hair began to grow. She stirred in her sleep, her eyelids quivered, and like one detected at the com- mencement of a crime, I fled. knew him by. I supposed this to be a. false one. Lordâ€"was certain that no one of that name has been sentenced within the last few months. That mattered littie. Permission accorded. with the data. I had given, the man would at once be identified by the police. Now, good-morningâ€"as soon as possible I should hear from the embeaey. “And one word of cautlon, Mr. Vaughan," said his lordship. “You are not in Eng- lang. Remember that: a. hasty word, even a look ; a casual remark to any stranger you sit next at dinner, may utterly defeat your ends. The system of government here is different from ours.” I thanked him for his advice, although I needed no warning. The truth is that: an Engllshman in Russia has an even exagge- rated dread of spies and the consequences of a loose lcongue. More of us are looked upon with suspicion from our tacitumity than from our garrulity. I was not: likely to err on the lanter point. I went back to my hotel, and for the next few days whiled away the tlme as best I could. Not that, under ordinary circum- stances, I should have found much difficulty in so doing. St. Petersburg was one of the places I had always wished to visit. Its sights were new and strange to me ; its customs worth studying; but I took little interest in anything I saw. I was longing to be away in pursuit of Ceneri. I was not foolish enough to pester the ambassador and mke myself a. nuisance. Believmg he would do all he could, I waited patiently and in silence until I received a. letter asking me to call at the embassy. Lord ~â€" :eceived me kindly. “Ibis all settled,” he said. “ You will go to Siberia armed with authority which the most ignorant jailer or soldier will recognize. 0f~roourse, I have pledged my honor that in no way will you conuive at the oonvioh‘s‘égqapeâ€"that your business is purely private.” I learned from the suave, obliging Rus- sian chief of police, that a few weeks after I had seen him in Geneva, Generl had been arrested in St. Petersburg. A deeply laid plot, involvmg the assassin- ation of the Czar and several members of the Government, had been revealed through the treachery of a confederate. The police, fully cognizant of everything, had waited until the pear was nearly ripe, and then struck with dire results to the plotters. Scarcely one of the principals escaped, and Ceneri, one of the most deeply implicated, was shown scant mercy. He certainly had few claims on their consideration. He was no Russian groaning under oppression and despotic government. Although he called himself Italian, he was, in truth, cosmo- politan. One of those restless spirits who wish to overturn all forms of government, save that of republican. He had plotted and schemedâ€"even fought like a manâ€"for Italian freedom. He had been one of Gari- baldi’s most trusted workmen ; but had turned fiercely against his master when he found Italy was to be a kingdom, not the ideal republic of his dreams. Latterly he had directed his attention to Russia, and the plot he was engaged in having been ' Ieipbaaed my thanks. and asked for instruubions. “ First of all,” he said," my instructions are to take you to the palace. The Ozer desires to see the eccentric Englishman whowmhea to make such a. journey in order to ask a. few questions,” I would right willingly have declmed the honor, but as there was no chance of escap- ing from it, nerved myself to meet the aunocrah as well as I could. The embaaea- dor’s carriage was at the door, and in a. few minutes we were driven to the Impe- rial Palace. I retain a confused recollection of gigan- tic sentries, glittering officers, grave-look- ing ushers and other officials ; noble stair- cases and halls, paintings, statues, tapestry and gildmg ; then following my cououotor, I entered a. large apartment, at one end of which stood a. tall, noble-looking man in military attire ; and I realized that I was in the presence of him whose nod could sway millions and millions of his fellow creaturesâ€"the Emperor of all the Russias â€"the White Czar Alexander II. The sov- ereign whose rule stretches from the high~ est civilization of Europe to the lowest barbarism of Asia. There is no need to make it public. There are many men in Europe who believe in the disinterested character and noble aims of the unfortunate convict; men who mourn him as a. martyr. Perhaps in the cause of liberty he was single-hearted and noble-minded. Why should I distress his followers by revealing any dark secrets of his private life? Let him, be so for as I am concerned, Dr. Oeneri to the end. Two years ago when the news of his cruel death reached England. I thought of him as I saw him that: dayâ€"4n the prime of life, tall, commanding and graciousâ€"a. man it: dow one good to look at. Whether â€"if the Whole truth of his great ancestor Catherine the Seooud's frailtiee were knownâ€"the blood of a. peasant or a king ran in his veins, he looked every inch a. ruler of men, a splendid despot. To me he was particularly kind and condescending. Hie manner set. me as much as my ease as in is possible fora. man to be in such august company. Lord â€"â€" presented me by name, and after aproper reverence I waited the Czer’s commands. He smiled at my explanation. " You English are good to your wives. Very Well, Mr. Vaughan, it shall be as you wish. The Minister of the Interior will provide you with the fullest passports and authori- ties. Bon voyage.’_‘ Iwas most civilly treated. Indeed, for courtesy commend me to the Russian official when you are properly and power- fully accredited. Ceneri was at once iden- tified, and his right name and secret history given to me. I recognized the name at once. He looked at me for a. second from his towering height. Then he spoke to me in French, fluently and without much foreign accent : “ I am told you wish to go to Siberia. ‘2" “ Wlth your majesty‘s gracious per- mission." “ To see a. political prisoner. Is that so ?" I replied in the affirmative; “ It is a. long journey for sueh a. purpose." “ My business is of the most vital importance, your majesty.” “ Private importance, I uuaerstand from Lord â€"-â€"-" Thus dismissed, I bowed myself out, praying mentally that no red-bapiam or bureaucracy might delay the transmission of the promised dogumenta. » In three days I received them. The passport authorized me to travel to the end of the Czar’s Asiatic dominions if I thought fit. and was worded in such a. way that it obviated the necessity of obtaining a. fresh passport whenever a fresh government district was to be traversed. It was not until I found the trouble, annoyance and delay I was saved by this magic strip of paper. that I fully realized how much favor had been shown me. Those few words of writing, unintelligible to me, were a. magic spell, the potency of which none dered to resist. But now, armed with power to travel, the question was where must I go? To ascertain this, I was taken to one of the heads of the police. To him I explained my case. I described Ceneri. gave him what I supposed was about the date of his crime and trial, and begged for information as to the heel: means to adopt: to find him in the place of his banishment._ He spoke in a. quick, stern way which showed that. he admitted of no preverioa- tion. I hastened to assure him of the purely private nature of my desired inter- view wiuh the criminal. “ Is he a dear friend of yours ‘2” ‘ “ Rather an enemy, your majesty; but my happiness and my wxfe's happiness are at stake.” betrayed, his career, in 8.11 human probaâ€" bility, was ended. After lying' many months in the fortress of Sm. Peter and Ba. Paul, he was tried and condemned to twenty years’ hard labor in Siberia. Some months ago he had been deapatohed to his destina- tion, and, my informant added, was con: aidered to have been dealt with most. lexiently. Where was he now? That could not be said for certain. He might be at the Kara gold washings, at the Ustkutek salt works, at Troitek, at Nertachinsk. All convicts were first sent to Tobolsk, which wees. kind of general - rendezvous; thence they were drafted off, at the pleasure of the Governor-General. to various places and various occupations. ’l‘lu- lion-01‘s and Ghnntly Attractions of an Anatomical Museum. One of the most ghastly sights'in Munich is to be witnessed in the Anatomical museum, on Schiller atmsse; It consists of the heads of persons who have been guillotined in Bavaria. for a good many years back. I dropped into the museum yesterday and paid for my prurient curiosity by the loss of my appetite for the rest of the day. The museum contains a good many attrac- tions, but these heads are the great drawing-card. Nothing is said about them in the guide-books. and so the average tourist goes and comes without the slightest suspicion that so remarkable a spectacle is to be seen for a very small fee. The heads. in question are just inside of the door, to the right as you enter. They are inelosed in rows of glass jars filled with alcohol. There are seven in a single row which are made more conspicuous than the rest, for the reason, I suppose, that they are souvenirs of criminals who attempted some extraordinarily audacious thing, and there- ‘ fore became specially celebrated. The eyes were all closed, and the faces expres~ BIDDIBtS. I looked in vain for any that bespoke still, by facial distortion, the agony of dread which must have impzred the victim as he approached the instrument of his death. Not a few wore mustaches, but none beards;from which I infer that it is customary to shave the chin before execu» tion. The eyes of over half the heads had been out out. Aflcr Ihc Rebellion 0‘ 1641. It is an instructive lesson in national j history, says the “British Quarterly Reâ€" view,” to mark the terrible retribution that followed the insurrection of 1641. It led to nine bloody and distracted years, in which the country was devastated from end to end, and its population reduced by more than one-third. Cromwell came as the messenger of doom in 1649. The Drogheda and Wexford massacres, the execution of the 1.641 murderers in due course of law, the confiscation of the land ct three provmces. and the transplantation of all the Catholics of Ireland to the bleak bogs and mountains of Connaught, tell their own impressive story. Most of the native landlords were swept away to make room for a new Protestant proprietary, who have since securely held their ground for two centurirs. Before the rebellion the Irish possessed two-thirds of the land; in ten years they held only one-third. The native races sank down into poverty and insignifi- cance. Twice again they made a desperate effort to shake off the dominion of England ~once at the revolution, and again in the ‘ rebellion of 1798, when they were warmly supported by Protestant allies; but the only effect of the first struggle was the penal laws. and the effect of the second was the long delay of Catholic emancipa- tion. But, worse than all, the events of 1641 still act With a living force upon the political relations of Irishman, and are the true explanation of the deep and apparently incurable animosity which animates alike the Nationalists and the Orangemen of the country. A 1 " ~ > ' An examination of the places where the neck had been severed revealed skilful work on the part of the machine, as a. rule. Some were as neatly cut as an apple that you halve to divide with a. friend. One heed had evidently belonged to a, men with a. short neck, as the amputation had taken place so close to the chin as to almost pare off its under surface. A few necks were very ragged where the knife had struck, as though the machine had bungled â€"â€"necessi- taming more than one Ltrcke. The heads of prisoners executed in Bavaria. are thus publicly preserved, for the warning of th as who are disposed to be similarly lawless and the bodies are turned over to the medical stu- dents for dissection. The anatomical collection contained msny other remarkable attractions. There were shelves loaded down with skulls and dried heads. The various organs of the body were preserved accord- ing to several methods, some specimens being preserved in alcohol, others dried, pickled,etc. The odor was by no means savory, or else my imagination is too vivid. There were glass tanks filled with alcohol containing nearly full-length sections of the body, sewed and split so as to illustrate the functions of all the myriad organs. There were dried bodies intact, hung up as skeletons are usually hung. There were also all sorts of malformations and mou- strosities presented in bottles and glass retorts. The assortment of infants with an extra number of heads, arms or legs was especially comprehensive. A series of glass jars contained heads of individuals who had evidently met with violent acci- dental deaths, as their cracked skulls or mashed conntenances implied, To the veteran it is far different. He knows too well that every battle reduces the average chance of his escape, yet so habituated does he become to rattling fusi- lades and desperate charges, he scarcely heeds the danger surrounding him. The shriek of the shells over his head, the buzz of the bullets past his ear, arenow familiar sounds, and, trusting to the chances of war, the infantryman fires rapidly with his musket or the artilleryman calmly rams home another charge of grape and canister as his battery opens at close range on an advancing body of the enemy. All men are naturally afraid of death, but the trained and experienced soldier learns to keep down that fear, and nonohalantly do whatever is required of himâ€"George F. Williams. In fact, the place was such a. repository of horrors that I hurried from it Witha. feeling that I had been following some invisible Maphistopheles into the infernal regions by special permit.-â€"Cor. Kansas City Journal. The question has been often asked : “ How do soldiers feel when in bottle ‘2 " and it is one difficult to answer. A long experience amongs veterans in the ranks leads the writer to believe that the emotion experienced in going under fire is much the same with all men. To the raw recruit the crash of small arms and the roar of cannon were simply appalling; he felt that he was going forward to certain death. With pale cheeks and clenched teeth he held his place, determined to do his duty as best he might. If very much excited he loaded his musket, and, forgetting to put on the necessary percussion cap, Went through the motion of firing, only to ram :1 fresh cartridge on the top or the first one, when, for the first time using a. cap, he was incontinently knocked down by the tremendous recoil 'of his gun, and believed he was badly wounded. Instances are known Where mnekets have been found on battle-fields containing six or seven cartridges. Finally, the green soldier dis- covers that he is not hurt, and that every- body does not get killed in an engagement, so he regains confidence and passes success- fully through his baptism of fire. flow it Feels Io be in a “mule. m) v.01? BE ADS. (To be continued.) A Man Lien in the snow all Night and Almost Dies. Early yesterday morning head turnkey McKay, oi the Provincial Jail, on making [113 regular tour of inspection around the jail premises. found a. man named Alex- ander Moore, who lives in 9. shanty udjoming the Bay Horse Hotel, Portage avenue, lying in the snow and unable to move. .He left the man in charge ofa. turnkey, and then procured a. rig and had him removed to his shanty. Moore’s pants were torn at the knees, and one 011 his‘ legs was badly frozen. Half ot‘ his under lip' had been entirely out or bitten OE, and he was in a. very pitiable condition. On inspecting his tracks, Mr. McKay found gtlmt the unfortunete mam must have wandered from the vicinity of Russell’s spice mills, and crawling on his hands and knees reached the apot where he was discovered. He wee taken to the hospital. l~Wimzipeg paper. ' ' ‘ ’ Concerning Sienlsk his. “ The season is just opening." said a dealer in furs to a Buffalo reporter. “ It promises to be a Very busy one. ‘Sealekins will take the lead in fur goods just as they have for years. Do you know, when seal- skin saoques Were first introduced they were looked upon with great disfavor. The first sealekin eacque ever made was. I believe, placed on exhibition in the store of A. T. Stewart in New York city in 1862. It was made very, munh like our present silk circulars. The richly dressed ladies who looked at the new garment made all sorts of oommqpts on its appearance. One said it was too heavy ; another that it was clumsy, and one lady declared it looked like faded calico. To-day they are all running wild to possess a garment made out of that sort of faded calico.” ‘ Cali and other towns in Southern C)lom- his. report that the severest shock of earthquake experienced for three years was felt on Thursday mght. The church at San Pedro at Cali wsa""wrecked, and another church and several houses suffered severely. Other towns. escaped without serious injury. lle Preters Ihe Lnllics. Before leaving the. Garnet House, Chet- ham, where he stopped durmg hm recent shooting trip westward, the Governor- Geneml remarked to Mr. and Mrs. Perrin, who are now managing this hotel, that for fihe first time since coming to Cwnuda he had been attended at table by young lady walkers instead of men, and he was de- cidedly pleased with the change. " Where do the majority of the sealekins used some from? " “ From Alaska. The, hunters, many of whom are employed by companies, pack the skins in oasksrabout sixty to each one, putting in plenty of salt to keep them. They are sent to San Francisco, thence via. New York to London, where they are eured and ‘dyed. I understand from a. magazine article I was reading a. short time ago, that during the first week in September there were 1,477 cusks ol'. seelskins received in New York. This makes in all about 88,220 skins. quite a. number for one week. The London people possess a. secret method of dyeing that their American brethren have not yet and probably never will learn, that is, it the English deulers can help it." " * " Pile tumors, rupture and fistulas, radically cured by improved methods. Book two letter stamps. World’s Dispensary Medical Assoclution, Buffhlo, According to the London Truth a. mem- ber of the aristocratic family of Cavendish has opened atea. shop an Eustbouma, in Kent, and is receiving a full share of public support from the inhabitants and visitors, who have hemmed so much by the judiâ€" c‘ous entexptise of his relative, the lord of the soil. even if you have chronic nasal catarrh in its worst stages, for although this amount of reward has for many years been ofi‘ered by the proprietors of Dr. Sage's Catarrh Remedy, for'any ease of oatarrh they can not cure, yet notwithstanding that thousands use the Remedy they are seldom called upon tolpay the reward, and when they have‘been so called upon they have universally found that the failure to cure was wholly due to some overlooked compli» cation, usually easily removed by a slight modification of the treatment. Theretore. it this should meet the eye of anybody who has made faithful trial of this great and world-famed Remedy without reoeivmg a. perfect and permanent cure therefrom, that person will do well to either call upon or write to the proprietors, the World‘s Dis- pensary Medioal Association, of Buffalo, N. 1. giving all the particulars and symp- toms in the case. By ‘return mail they W111 get good advice, tree of all costs. Owen Brown, the only survivor of the Harper‘s Ferry episode of 1859, lives in the J any Cooke island mansion “ Gibraltar,” Put-imBay Islandp Owen is now 55 years of age. ' aspecialty. Send twolettet stamps for a. large treatise givmg selbnreatment. Address World’s Dispensary Medical Aaaocianion, Buffado, N. Y. You Can’t Make $500 by Reading This, â€"The old custom requiring sales- women in dry and fancy goods stores to stand all day long without rest or relief is being superseded by more humane rules in many of our leading business houses. Lydia E. Pinkhsm’s Vegetable Compound is highly praised by those who have not yet been freed from the old necessity for constant standing, and is a. genuine bless- ing in every such case, as well as to the tired-out housekeeper who must be on her feet all day. ' William Taylor, Bishop to Africa, says his parishioners have only two suitsâ€"dirt: and paint. The Bishop probably thinks being " clothed 1n sunshine ” too thin. Lord Byron is'sa'dd to have written the luau names 01 Don Juan on the backs of old play bills and read them therefrom to the Countess Guiouioli. How varied the range of association upon the human mind. Memory is ever fond of preserving pictures of event *, but the char- acter of such events must be different to meet the peculiarities of the individual. The pleasant recollections of one would fail to find a. place in the memory of another, but to our mind the halcyon days are those that follow the use of Putnam’s Painless Corn Extractor. the some safe and painless corn cure, for it promptly relieves the misery by removing the aching oorns. Try Putnam’s Painless Corn Extractor, and see that no substitute is pelmed off as genuine. Thisis always the case when Poleon’s NERVILINE is applied to any kind of pain ; it is sure no disappear as if by magic. Snronger, more penetramng and qumket in acfilon than any ouher remedy in the world. Buy a bottle of Nerviline 60-day, and try its wonderful power of relieving pain of every description. Pain cannot shay where it is used. It is just the thing to have in a. house to meet; a sudden aunack of illness. Only 25 came a. bottle.‘ Sample bottles only 10 cents, at any drug store. Mrs. Cagley, the wife of an English Life Guardsman, is said to be the coming Lon- don beauty. She was a. Miss Campbelland the daughoer of a music dealer. Throat and Lung Diseases NEARLY FROZEN A: it by LVlagic. Halcyon Day. mTake all the Blood purifiers. -Take all the Rheumatic remedies, â€"-â€"Take all the Dyspepsia and indigestion cures, â€"Take all the Ague, Fever and buious specifics. â€"Take all the Brain and Nerve toroe revivers, â€"Ta.ke all the Great health restorers. â€"In short, take all the beat qualities of these, and the â€"best â€"Qualities of all the best medicines in the world, and you will find that -â€"Hop â€"Bmm have the beat curative qualities and powers of all â€"c¢mccntmte.$fi’ â€"â€"In them, and that they will cure when any or qll of these, singly or â€"combined mi}? [inf mum-u in! CIIRRESPMBEWE BUSINESS SCHWLa 451 Main 815., Bufialo, N. Y. Young Man an Women thoroughly prepared for business, at home. Book-keeping, Business Forms, Penman ship. Arithmetic and Shorthand taught by mail. Sand for circulars. Lâ€"Fail. A thoroughv 'trial will give posi- tive proof of this. Five years ago I broke down with kin neg and liyer 09mplaiuy and rheumatism Since then I have been unable to be about at all. My liver became hard like wood ; my limbs were pufied up and filled with water. Terminiizfit’ifléiaf Hifiiiéii E’y’éa All the best physicians agreed that noth- ing could care me. I resolved to try Hop Bitters; I have used seven bottles ; the hardness has all gone from my liver, the swelling from my limbs, and it: has worked a miracle in my case; otherwise I would have been now In my grave. J. W. MOREY Buffalo, Ooh. 13h, 1881. l r U S. m, Lecturer on the Eye, Ear and Throat Trinity Medical College, Toronto. Oculistin Aurist to the Toronto General Hospital, n Clinical Assistant: Royal London 0 hbhnlmi Hospital, Moorefleld's and Centre Londo ghroay and up}; lagspitel. __817 Church Street Poverty and Sufleriug. “ I was dragged down with debt, poverty and suffering for years, caused by a sick {agnin and lag-go pillggor dootoring. " I was completely discouraged, until one year ago, by the advice of my pastor, commenced using Hop Bitters, and in one month we were all well, and none of us have been sink a. day since ; and I want 110 any to all poor men. you can keep your families well a year with Hop Bitters for less than one doctor’s visit will cost. I know ib."â€"A WORKINGMAN. 'HE VOLTALIO BELT 00., of Marshall. Mich. offer to send their celebrated Enae'mo-Vonnmc BELT and other ELECTRIC APPLIANCES on tria for thirty days, to man (young or old) afflicted with nervous debility, loss of vitality and man. hood, and all kindred troubles. Also for rhea Matism, neuralgia, paralysis and man other diseases. Complete restoration to healt , vigo and manhood uaranteed. No risk is incurred as thirty days rial is allowed. Write them once for illustrated pamphlet free. SNone genuine without a. bunch of green Hops on the white label. Shun all the vile, poisonous stuff with "Hop" or Hops" in their name James A. Buck, a. Canadian, sends out an address to the “ thirsty of knowledge," as he calls them, saying that he is willing to go to any city in the United States or Great Britain to teach the true origin of our race, the true cause of human depravity, and true salvation, it his expenses are paid. Compared with other English counties Devonshire and Somersetshire have sul- fered very little from the agricultural de- pression, the farming‘beiug dairy and root crops chiefly. Judge Blanford, of Georgia, regards ageoulation as worse than poker. He says he cannot see how any man could fool away months waiting to see stocks go up or down when he might fill a. flush and rake in a. jack pot: in thirty seconds. -â€"Take all the Kidney and Liver V 7 Medicines, remodv to cure the wu- failed is no reason for n once for :1 tr Mun '\‘remedy. Give Expxtm‘ xmthins'R for u mm, uml A ddmns Dr 1:. 3 IT WILL cum: ENTIRELY THE WORST FORM or F:- MALE COMPLAINTS. ALL OVAmAN TROUBLEs, In. FLAMMATION AND ULIIEIMTIDN. FALLING AND 131% PLACEMENTS, AND THE (‘UNSEQUENT SPINAL WEAK-I NESS, AND Is PARTICULARLY ADAPTED To Tn CHANGE 017' LIFE. * . * * il‘ * t J * IT WILL DIésnLvn AND EXPEL TUMORS FROM TH]! UTERI'S IN AN EARLY STAGE (IN DEVELOPMENT. THI‘ TENDEch To (‘ANI‘DINII % JIUMOIIH THEREIS CHECKED vmn’ SPEEDILY BY ITS IT. * * * iv * * IT IImIovIzs FAINTNI-Iss, FLATULENCY, DESTBDYI' ALL ('RAYING Fm: m MULANTS, AND RELIEVEB WEAK-j mass 012' 'I‘HE STImAr-II. 1T (‘URES BLOATING, IIEADJ Acme, NImmus I’IuwmATION, GENERAL DEBILITY,‘ DEPRESSION ANI) INDIGES’I‘IUN. * * * * .‘ * 'I‘IIAT FEELING or BEARING DOWN, (YAUEING PAIH, VVEIGIIT AND BACKAFHE, IS ALWAYS PERMANENTLY cums» BY ITS USE. * * * * * if * O! * IT WILL AT ALL TIMES AND UNDER ALL cmcml-l STANCES ACT IN IIAInIONI‘ WITH THE LAws THAT GOVERN THE FEMALE SYSTEM. * * * * . * WITH PURPOSE Is SOLELY FOR THE LEGITIHATI HEALING (m IIINIcAsI: AND Tux-I RELIEF 01?- PAIWD TIIAT IT DOES A IIII I 1' < LAIMs TO Do, THOUSAan or LADIES CAN ULAIHA’ TICS'I‘IFX. 'Ela * * I, i ' FL? 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Sold by all druguists. Sent by mail, postage paid, in form of Pills or Lozenges on revvipt 01' prion ad above. 1111 Pinkham’s “Guide to Health” will be mailvd tree to In; Lady sending stamp. Letters confidentially answemdg * N0 family should be without LYDIA E. I‘INKHAM’I LIVER PILLS. They cure Constipatiun. Ililiousness and Torpidity of the Liver. 25 cents per box. * , “ t B. G. S. RYERSON, L. R. (LP. (1'; Jam nnmnn EYE, EAR AND THROAT. ( VOUNG MEN Xâ€"BEAD THIS. A Great Problem. I). t; N. h. 47 54‘ Hardened Liver. PLACE no secure a. Enamel Eduoacxun or B enoerinn $0 manshl at 6 all [An B, BINDER 00!": G k; i’éml St. New York n yinâ€"510p them 7m: un, I mean aradlfi or FITS. EPILEPSQ’ may. Iwarrantmv :mumce others have \ '1 v a cure. Sendnfi of my infallible It costs you