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at 1. Put the bacon on, Jemima; see the eggs are nicely done I I‘ll beldown in twenty minutes-»â€"or,if possible, in ass ; I shall not belong. Jemima,’ when I once begin to dress. She i! gepeLtpe brisk J emima ; she is gone, and The Voice or the filuggard. Rave on brought my boots, Jemima ? Leave cm at. my chamber door. Does the wnter boil. Jemima. ? Place it also on the floor. Eight 0‘c_lock alr‘eaq‘y, is it i’ How’s the ~1â€" 'weiifibiâ€"pretty tits ‘2 E ht $8 tolerably early ; I can get away by nine. St! 1 I feral a little sleepy. though I came to bed ‘7 ’ ' mule think: How tpe pluggqrd yearns to capture yet another forty winks. ' Since the hard is human onlyâ€"not an early village cockâ€" Why nhould he salute the morning at the hour of 8 o'clock. Stiflod be the v‘oi_o»e of Duty ; Prudence,‘ prythue, cause to chide, While I turn me softly, gently, roundjlupon my other side. Sleep, rggumg thy downy empire; reaseert thy ‘ hibié 'r'e'ig'n 1' ' ’ Horpheuluwhy desert. s._ fellow? Bring those oxfipies here again 1 What 3 n e matter now. Jemima ? Nine o’clock! It cannot be ! Hut prgppireq ‘the‘ eggs, the bacon and the N V Ifiatfitinal tea. ‘2 Take sway the jug, Jemima. Go, replenish it anon ' Since the éherm of its caloric must be very nearly gone. She has left me. Let me linger till she reappears Egan: Let my {an}; thoughtsmeander in a free and easy vexn. After sleep’s profounder soxace, naught refreshes like the doze. Should I. gumble off, no matter ; she will‘ wake me, I suppose. Bless me, is it you, Jemima ‘2 Mercy on usfwhat aknock I Can it beâ€"I can’t believe itâ€"actually 10 o'clock ‘2 I will out of bed and shave me. Fetch me warmer water up ! Let the tea. be strong, Jemima. I anal] only want a. cup 2 Stop 3 minute ! I remember some appointment by the wafi ’Twould have rought me mints of mon ey ; ‘ ’twas for 10 o’clock today. Let me drown my disappointment, slumber, in thy seventh heaven. You may go away, J emima. Come and call me at 11! â€"L sods Mew ur'y. Ceneri'was leaning back in his chair with I. kind of dreamy look on his face, smoking Ilowly and placidly, taking, as it were, everything he could out of the luxury of a good cigar. I asked him to drink some more wine. He shook his head, then turned 3nd looked at me. “ You dld ma wrongâ€"you know it. What right had you to let me marry 9. woman whose sense: were flint-ranged? It was and to both." “ Mr. Vaughan,” he said ; “ yes, it is Mr. Vaughan. But who and what am I? Where are we? 13 it London, Geneva, or elsewhere? Shall I wake and find I have drelmed of what I have suffered ?" “ She had a. lover, for Muoeri professed to love her, and swore she should be his wife. But I can most certainly say she never returned his love." “ Nor loved any one else ?” “ Not to my knowledge. But your man- ner. your words are strange. Why do you “k? I may have wronged you, Mr. Vaughan, but save for the one thing. her mind. Pauline was fit to be your wife." Holt stern and spoke sternly. Ceneri unified in his chair uneasily. It I had wished revenge it was hem Gazing on this The easiest part of my task was over. Macexi’e assumed relationship to Pauline wee dis sed of. Now, it Generi would tell me. must learn who was the victim of that crime committed years ago, and what wee the reason tor the foul deed. I must learn that Meosri’a explanation was an utter falsehood, prompted by malice, or else my journey would have benefited me nothing. In it any wonder that my lips trembled as I endeavored to approach the subject ? "New. Dr. Generi," I ssid, “I have a finestion of weightier import to ask. Bed saline a. lover before I married her ?” He rsissd his eyebrows. “ Surely you have not come here to ask that questionâ€" to have a fit 0! jeelouey cured ‘2” “ No.” I said;- “ you-will hear my mean- ing l_g_ter_ on_. Meanwhile ggswezj met” “ I am afraid it is no dream. We are in Siberia." “ And you are not come to hear me good news? You are not one of newâ€"a friend gying at the peril of your life to set me u?" " Sure ! yes. I was sure when the man in the cell next to mine rapped it on the wall. He had means of knowing." “ I don’t understand you.” " Prisoners can sometimes talk to each other by tape on the wall which divides their cells. The man next me was one of as. Long before he went raving mad from the months of solitary confinement. he rap ed out, over and over again, ‘ Betrayed by acari.’ I believed him. He was too true a man to make the accusation without proof. But until now I could not see the obtain of the treason." I shook my head. “ I would do all I could to make your lot easier, but I come with I selfish motive to ask you some quea- tionq whioh you Elana pan answer.” “ Ask them. You have given me an hour’s relief from misery; I am grateful." " You will answer truly 7” t “ Why not? I have nothing to fear, nothing to gain, nothing to hope. False- hood is forced on people by circumstances ; o mo_n in _my state has no need of it.” " The firét question I have to ask isâ€" who and what Is that man Maoari ‘2" Oeueri sprang ho his feet. The name of Moon-i seemed to bring him back to the world. He looked no longer a. decrepit man. His voice was fierce and stem. “ A traitor! a traitor !” he cried. “ But for him I should have succeeded and escaped. If he were only standing in your pluoe ! Wee-k as I am, I could find strength enough to cling on to his throat till the vile brggbh you out of h_ie_acoureed body 1” “ That I sliould join him in a. memoriil to the Italian Government, asking for a return 0! some portion of the fortune you ngnn.”__ _ _ ‘ _ -Oeneri laughed a. bitter laugh. " All grows clear," he said. “He betrayed a plot which might have changed a govern- ment [or the sake of gettmg me out) of the wey. Coward! Why not have killed me Ind only me? Why have made others Inflor- with me? Anthony March! My God I that men is a villain l" “ You are sure that Maoari betrayed youz‘" He walked up and down the rooni, clinch- ing |_nd unqlipohing his hangs. “ Try and be calm, 1):. Generi,” Isaid. " I have nothing to do with his plots and litieel trensone. Who is he? What is is parentage ? Is Maoeri his name “I” The only name I ever knew him by. His father was a renegade Italian who sent his son to live in England for fear his pre- cious blood should be spilt in freeing his country. I found him a. young man and mode him one of us. His perfect knowledge 0! your tongue was of great service ; and he fought like a man. Why did he turn :goito; now? Why do you ask these ques~ Ions " " Pauline’a brother 1” stammerod Ceneri. “ Her brother 1 She has 1101.8.” A sickly look crept over his features as he I keâ€"n look the meaning of which I soul not read. "He may! he is Anthony March, her brother." " Anthony March!" gasped Generi. " There is no such person. What did he wmfhigolgjeoy?" _ht_a cqnjainned feverishly: “ He bu been to me and asserts that he is Pauline’a brother." Oeneri'e face, as he heard this intelli- gence. wu enough to banish lie number one from my mind. My heart leaped as I guessed that number two would be dis- poeed of as easily. But there was a. terrible revolution to be made when I came to ask about that. PAULINE. wretched, ragged, broken-down men. and knowing when awaited him when he left me, would have filled the measure desired by the most vengeful heart. I wanted no revenge on the man. His manner told me he spoke the truth when he denied that Pauline had ever been in love. As, when last I gazed on her fair face, I knew it would, Macari’s black lie had been scouted. Pauline was innocent as an angel. But I must know who was the mem whose death had for a. while deprived her of reaaon. Omeri was glancing at me nervously. Dld he guess whathed to ask him? “Tell me,” I said, “ the name of the young men murdered by Mucari in London, in the presence of Pauline; tell me why he was killed ?” His face grew when. He seemed to collapseâ€"to sink back into his chau- a. help- less heap, winhout the power of speech or movement, without the power of turning his gee from my face. “ Tell me,” I repeated. “ Stay, I will recall the scene to you, and you will know I am Well informed. Here is the table; here is Macari standing over the man he has atabbbed; here are you, and behind you is another man with a. son: on his cheek. In the back room, at the piano, is Pauline. She is singing, but her song stops as the murdered man falls dead. Do I describe the scene truly ‘2’: I had spoken excitedly. 1 had used gestures and words. Generi’s ear’s had drunk in every syllable; his eyes had fol- lowed every gesture. As I pointed to the supposed position of Pauline. he had looked there with a quick, startled glance, as if expecting to see her enter the door. He made no attempt to deny the accuracy of my representation. I waited for him to recover. He was looking ghastly. His bran/ah came in spas- modic gasps. For a moment: I feared he was about to die than and there. I poured out a glass of wine ; he took it in his trem- bling hgnd apd gulped it; gown. Then he found his voice. " Why do you come here to ask me? Pauline could have told you. She must be well, or you could not have learned this.” “ She has told me nothing." “ You are wrong. She must have told you. No one else saw the crimeâ€"the mur- der; for a. murder it was.” v “ Ef‘ell me his “wine ‘3” I repeated. ” Tell me Wham he had to do with Pauline ‘2" CHAPTER XIII. A TERRIBLE CONFESEION. Generi having made this astounding announcement, threw his wasted arms across the rough table and laid his head upon them with a gesture of despair. I sat like one stupified, repeating mechanically, “ Pauline's brotherâ€"Anthony March I" Every vestige of the black lie was swept away from my mind; but the crime in which Ceneri had been concerned assumed more fearful proportions. It was more dreadful than I had suspected. The victim a near blood relationâ€"his own sister’s child! Nothing, I felt, could be urged to excuse or palliate the crime. Even had he not ordered and planned it, he had been present; had assisted in hiding all traces of it; had been, until recently, on terms of lriendship with the man who had struck the blow. I could scarcely control the loathing and contemptl felt for the abject wretch before me. My burning indignation would scarcely allow me to ask him, in intelligible speech, the “ There was another present beside the actors I have named.” Ceneri started and looked at me. ” Yes, there was another; there by an accident. A man who could hear bub not see. A man whose life I pleaded to: as for my own." “ I thank you for having saved it." “ You thank me. Why should you thank me ?” “ That young manâ€"â€"the boy struck down by Macari's dagger was Pauline’s brother â€"my sister's childâ€" Anthony March !” Oeneri, on the other hand, grew calmer as he grasped the purport of my question. Bad as the than might be, even stained with innocent) blood, I could have clasped him in my arms as I read in his wonderâ€" ing eyes the baselessness of the foul acou- sahion. ~ I almost shouted the last wordsâ€"«my calmness vanished as I thought of the villain who had, with a. mocking smile, coupled Pauline’s name with shame. “ If you saved any one’a life it was mine. I was that man.” “ You that man 1” He looked at me more attentivelyâ€"“ Yea ; now the features come back to me. I always wondered that: your face seemed so familiar. Yea. I can under- standâ€"I am a doctorâ€"your eyes were operated upon ?" ” Yesâ€"moat successfully.” “ You can see well nowâ€"but then 1 I could not be miataken, you were blindâ€"- you saw nothing.” “I saw nothing, huh I heard everything.” “ And now Pauline has told you what hap- pened ?” “ Pauline has not spoken.” Generi rose, and in great agitation walked up and down the room, his chains rattling as he moved. “ I kenew it,” he muttered, in Italian, “ I knew itâ€"suoh a crime cannot be hidden.” “He vowed to me that the young man was killed by your instructionsâ€"that he wasâ€"oh God, how can I repeat itIâ€"the lover of Pauline,who having dishonored her, refused to repair his fault. The truth! Tell me the truth I” ” You can only speak the truth. Listen. I taxed the murderer, your aooomplioe,with the crime. Like you he could not deny it, but he jusbified it." ".Howâ€"tiell me ?” panted Oeneri. For a. moment I paused. I fixed my eyes upon him to catch every change of feature â€"â€"to read the truth in more than words. Then he turned to me. “Tell me how you have learned this? Teresa. would die before she spoke. Pen-off is deadâ€"died, as I told you, raving mads” _ " Spare me,” he said, " I know it all. Thousands of times I have seen it or have dreamed itâ€"it will never leave me. But why come to me? Pauline, you any, is recovering her eeneeewshe would have told you all." “I would not ask her until I saw you. She is herself again, but I am a stranger to herâ€"and unless your answer is the one I hope for, we shall never meet again." ‘7 If anything I can do to Vitoneâ€"" he bega_x_1, eagerly._ From his last words I presumed that Petroff was the third man I had seen. and also the fellow-prisoner who had denounced Macari. “ Was it Masaiâ€"that double-dyed traitor? Noâ€"he was the murdererâ€"such an avowal would defeat his ends. Tell me how you k_n_ow It; was clear that Ceneri was not such a. hardened ruffisn as Maceri. He, at least, had a. conscience. Moreover, as he appeared to be superstitious, he would perhaps believe me when I told him how my accu- rate knowledge had been obtained. " I will tell you,” I said, " provided you pledge your honor to give me the full history of that fearful crime and answer my questiong fqlly and truthfully.” 'Hé smiled bifiterly. “ You forget my position, Mr. Vaughan, when you speak of ’hgno_r.’ __Y_et; I promisejou p.11 yon} ask? So I told him, as shortly and simply as I could, all that had occurred; all I had seen. He ahuddered as I again described he ter- rible vision. “Believe you I" he cried excitedly. “ I would believe anything connected with that nightâ€"it has never left; my thoughtsâ€"Mr. Vaughan, the truth has come to me in my captivity. I am not; condemned to this life for a. polltical crime. My sentence is God’s indirect; vengeance tor the deed you witnessed.” “I- would tell you, but I suspect you would not believe me.” object of the cruel deed. But for once and all I must) have averyuhing made clear to I was spared the necessity of asking the question I was trying to force to my lips. The convict raised his head and looked at me with miseyable eyes. “ You shrink from-me. No wonder. Yet I amjlpt so gpilgy as you think.” “ Tell me Emfiist; ihe excuses may come afterwar'd, if anything can be urged in excuse of the crime." I spoke as I feltâ€"sternly and contemptu- oualyi. " None can be urged for the murderer. For me. God knows I would willingly have let that bright boy live. He forsook and torggghhis country, but that I forgave." “vHis country !' his father's oofiuhry was Englgpd l" “His mother‘s was Italy,” replied Ceneri, almost fiercely. “ He had our blood in his veins. His mother was 8. true Italian. She would have given fortune, lifeâ€"3y even honor._for Italy." “ Noâ€"mamer. Tell me thé whole terrible tangy.” He told me. In justice to a penitent man, I do not use his own words in re-tell- ing it. Without his accent and stress they would sound cold and unemotional. Crim- inal he had been, but not so utterly black as my fancy had painted him. His great fault was that in the cause of liberty any weapons were allowable, any crimes were pardonable. We Englishmen, whose idea of tyranny and oppression is being debarred from the exercise of the franchise, can neither understand nor sympathize with a man of his type. We may call the Govern- ment righteous or corrupt as we are Whigs or Tories, and one side happens to be in or out ; but, at least. we are ruled by our countrymen, elected by some of us for that purpose. Let us be for years and years at the mercy of a foreigner. and we may understand what patriotism in Censri’s sense means. As soon as the youth should reach man’l estate, Oenen’ had resolved to make a clean breast of his defamationâ€"40 tell He had kept, I said, a few thousand pounds. The boy and the girl were grow- ing up, and their uncle thought that even his patriotism permitted him to keep back enough to complete their education and start them in life. Pauline was promising to be so beautiful that he troubled little about her future. A rich husband would set everything right to her. But Anthony â€"who was becoming a wild, headstrong fellowâ€"was another aflair. He and his sister were the children of respectable middlewlass peopleâ€"not noble. as Maoari asserted. He had been given a liberal education, and adopted the profes- sion of a doctor. His sister, from whom Pauline inherited her great beauty, lived the life of an ordinary Italian girlâ€"a duller life, perhaps, than any of them led. as, following her brother’s example, she refused to share in gayeties whilst the white-coated foe ruled the land. No doubt she would have been faithful to her mourning for her country had not love come upon the scene. An Englishman named March saw the fair Italian girl, won her.heart. wedded her and carried her away in triumph to his native land. Generi never quite forgave his sister for her desertion and defection ; but the prospects opened before her by the marriage were so great that he made but little oppo- sition to it. March was a very rich man. He was the only son of an only son, which fact accounts for Pauline having, so far as Ceneri knew, no near relatives on her father’s side. For several years the young husband and his beautiful dark-eyed wife lived in great happiness. Two children, a son and a daughter, were born to them. When the son was twelve and the daughter ten years old the father died. The widow, who had made few close friends in England, and only loved the country for her hus- band’s sake, flew back to her native land. She was cordially welcomed by her old friends. She was considered fabulously wealthy. Her husband, in the first flush of his passion, had made a will bequeathing everything he possessed to her absolutely. Although children had since some, so per- fectly did he trust her that no change had been made as to the disposition of his pro- perty. So, with such a fortune at her command, Mrs. March was honored and courted by all. Titles and honors were afterward offered him for his great though secret service. It makes me think better of the man that he refused all reward. His conscience may have told him he had not robbed himself. Any way, he remained plain Dr. Oeneri, and broke with his old leaders and friends when he found that Italy was to be a king- dom, and‘nqt a regublie: Except a. few thousand pounds, he ruth- leeely realized and sacrificed the whole of the children’s inheritance. He poured their thousands and thousands into the hands held out for them. The large sum was epent where it was most wanted, and Ceneti averted that be freed Italy by the opportune aid. Perhaps he didâ€"who can tell? Why should he hesitate? Had his sister lived she would have given all the fortune she possessed as freely as she would have given her life 1 Were not her children halt Italians? Liberty laughed at such a small thing as breach of trust. Then the longed-for moment came! The great blow was struok. Ceneri, who had kept himself out of little abortive plots, felt that now or never he must do all he could for his country. He hailed the coming man. He knew that Garibaldi was to be the savior of his oppressed land. The first rash step had been taken and led to success. The time and the men were at hand. Recruits were flocking by thousands to the scene of war, but the cry was "money, money, money!” Money for arms and ammunitionâ€"money for stores, food and clothingâ€"money tor bribesâ€"money for everything! Those who furnished the sinews of war would be the reel liberstors of their country I > What she would have done had she been called upon it is impossible to say; but there is little doubt but her fortune and her children’s fortune would have been freely spent in the good cause. As it was she died long before the pear was ripe, and when she died, such was her faith in her brother, everything was left in his hands as sole trustee for her children. In her last moments the thought of her husband’s decided English proolivities made her exact a promise that both the boy and the girl should be given an English eduealion. Then she closed her eyes, and the orphans were left entirely to the trustee‘s mercy. He obeyed her spoken commands to the letter. Anthony and Pauline were sent to English schools; but having no friends in their father’s native land, or all old friends having been lost sight of during her mother’s widowhood, the holidays were spent in Italy. They grew up almost as much Italian as English. Ceneri husbanded, invested and managed their fortune with care and in a business-like way. I have no doubt so far as it went, his honesty was unigapeaehable. She had. until she met her future hus- band. loved her brother above every one in the world. She had echoed his patriotism, sympathized with him in his schemes, and listened to the wild plots he was always planning. He was some years older than she was, and upon her return to Italy she found him, outwardly, nothing more than a quiet, hard-working. ill-paid doctor. She marvelled at the change from the head- strong visionary. daring young man she had left. It was not until he was certain her heart had not forsaken her coun- try that Ceneri allowed her to see that under his prosaic exterior lurked one o! the subtlest and ablest minds of all those engaged in working out the liberation of Italy. Then all his old sway came back. She admired, almost worshipped him. She, too, was ready to make any sacrifice when time should come. him how the money had been spentâ€"~to beg his forgiveness, and. if necessary. bear the penalty of his fraudulent act. But so long as any money remained he delayed doing so. The young man, it evincing no sympathy with his uncle’s regeneration schemes and pursuit of. liberty, fully believed in his integrity. Feeling assured that when he came of age he would succeed to a splendid inheritance, swelled by accu- mulated savings, he threw away money in a. thousand and one extravagant ways, till Generi soon saw that the end of the reserve fund was drawing nesr. So long as he had money in hand to meet Anthony’s demands, be postponed the evil day of confession. The idea, which Masai-i had tried to work out with my aid, of appeal- ing to the Italian Government for a return of some of the amounts expended. suggested itself to him ; but to carry this out it would be necessary to let his nephew know what had taken placeâ€"the appeal must be made in his name. As the inevitable exposure drew near he dreaded it more and more. He had etudled Anthony’s character, and felt sure that when he knew the truth his one wish would be to take revenge on the fraudulent true- tee. Ceneri could see nothing before him but a Well-deserved term of penal servitude. If the English law failed to touch him, that of his own country might be brought against him. It seems to me that unlil this time he had committed no crime from which he could not absolve himself on the grounds of patriotism; but now the desire to save himself from punishment grew upon him, and be determined to avoid the conse- quences of 1115 acts. He assured me with the solemnity of a. dying man that no thought at the dreadful means which affected this was in his mind. He had revolved many plans and finally settled on one which, although diflieult to execute and very hazardous, seemed to give the best promise of success. Hie intention was, with the assistance of his friends and subordinates,to carry Anthony abroad and deposit him for some months in a lunatic asylum. The confinement was only to be temporary; yet, although He had never felt any great aflection for the two children. No doubt they had latterly appeared in the light of wronged innocents who would one day demand a reckoning with him. They were in dispo- sition too much like their father for him to be greatly drawn toward them. He despised Anthony for his gay. frivolous lifeâ€"a life without plans or ambitionâ€"and contrasted it with his own. He honestly believed he was doing good work in the world; that his plots and conspiracies quickened the steps of universal liberty. In his dark, secret circle he was a figure of considerable importance. If he were ruined and imprisoned he would be missed. Had he not the right to weigh his own high pur- poses againet the butterfly existence of his nephew ? Whether he would be amenable to the Italian or English law he did not know, but he felt certain that Anthony would at once take steps to insure his arrest and detention. The letter, if only temporary, would ruin the scheme upon which he was now engaged. At any cost; Anthony Much must be eilenoed for a time. The moment which Caneri had so long dreadedâ€"so long postponedâ€"had came; only now, the confession, instead of being as he intended». voluntary one. would be wrlmg from him. It may have been the retort made by Macari, as he departed in a whirlwind of rage, that opened Anthony’s eyes as to the jeopardy in which his fortune was placed. Any way he wrote at once to his uncle, insisting upon an immediate settlement. In the event of any delay he would consult a solicitor. and if necessary take criminal proceedings against the trusteet So he reasoned and persuaded himself that, for the sake of mankind, he might do alnnoey anything t9 save hlmeelf. He called on Anthony and made his request. Anthony, who seems to have Deena proud, arrogant, and not avety pleasant young man, simply laughed at: his imperhinenoe and bade him begone. Poor boy, be little knew what that laugh would cost bun ! Anthony March was now twenty-two. Trusting his uncle; careless and easy- going ; so long as his wants had been supl plied he had accepted, until now, the excuse made for deferring the settlement of his affairs. Whether his suspicions had at last been awakened or not cannot be said; but recently he had taken another tone, and was insisting that his fortune should be at once placed in his hands. Ceneri, whose schemes called him for a time to England, pacified him by assuring him that he would, during his stay in London, explain eyerything. Macari still persecuted the girl without success. At last, almost desperate, he formed the wild plan of trying to enlist her brother on his side. His ides. was that Pauline‘s love for Anthony would induce her to yield to any wish he expressed. He was no particular friend of the young man’s,but, hsvmg once rendered hims. Signal service, felt himself entitled to ask a. favor at his hands. Knowing that both brother and sister were penniless he had less hesitation in so doing. Ceneri, for the sake of receiving his many political friends at what hours of day or night he chose, took a furnished house for a short term. Pauline’s disgust was great when she found that one of her first visit- ors was Maeari. His presence was so indispeneable to Cenori that he took up his abode with them in Horace street. As old Teresa, the doctor’s servant, accompanied the party and waited upon them, the change togauline was a very slight one. The explanatiofi must indeed be given now, as Anthony's laet drains had reduced the remnant of his father’s weelbh almost togothiug. Now. as to Macari'e part in the affair, he had been for years a. useful and trusted agent of Ceneri’s ; but most probably with- out the letter’e lofty and unselfish aims. He appears to have followed conspiracy as a. trade by which money might be made. The fact. which seems beyond a doubt. that he fought bravely and distinguished himself on the battlefield, may be accounted for by the natural ferocity of the man’s nature, which bade him fight for the sake of fighting. Pauline remained at school until she was nearly eighteen; then she spent two years with her uncle in Italy. It was a dull life for the girl, and she sighed audibly for England. Although meeting him seldom, she was passionately attached to her brother, and was greatly delighted when Generi told her that business would take him tor a while to London, and that she might accompany him. She was growing tired of Macari’s pertinaeity, and, more- over, longed to see her brother again. Generi gave him no encouragement. He did not wish to offend him, and seeing that the girl was proof against his blandish- ment, let things alone, hoping that Meeeri would grow weary of urging those requests which were always met by refusals. He believed that he was not seeking Pauline for the sake of the money which should have been hers. Msesri knew what large sums Oeneri had poured into the patriot’s treasury, and, no doubt, guessed whenoe they came. Being mixed up in all his plots he was often at Ceneri’s house, wherever tor the time being it might be. and on many ocea- sions sew Pauline. He fell in love with her'when she was but a young girl, and tried everything he knew to win her heart. To her he was soft and kind. She had no reason to mistrust him, but she utterly refused to give him the love he asked for. The pursuit went on at intervals for years â€"the man, to give him his due, was con- stancy itself. Again and again Pauline assured him of the hoplessness of his suit, but alter each rebuff he returned to the attack. Oeneri did not confess to it, I have little doubt but the young man would have been asked to buy his freedom by a promise to forgive the misappropriation of the trust money. And now as to carrying this precious plan into execution. Macari, vowrng vengeance for the words of insult, was ready to aid in every way. Petroff, the man with the scarred face, was the doctor’s, body and soul. Teresa, the old servant, would have committed any crime at her master’s command. The necessary papers could be obtained or forged. Let the conspirators get Anthony to visit them at the house in Horace street and he should leave it only as a lunatic in charge of his doctor and his keepers. It was a vile, treacherous scheme, the success of which was very doubtful, necessitating, as it must, carryingthe Victim to Italy. How this was to be done, Ccneri did not exactly explainâ€"perhaps he had not quite worked out the details of the plot â€"psrhaps the boy was to be druggedâ€"per- haps be counted upon his frantic state when he discovered the true position of affairs to give color to the statement that he was of unsound mind. - "‘ Whil, by thunder I” shouted Jonep, jumping to his feet. ‘ I would give $25 if she were a. man for jusb ten minutes.”â€" New York Star. “ She said you weren’t very prompt in payigg you; debys." A photograph of lightning has been made in New Orleans. This has been a great season for the dude. To him lite is ordinarily a blank and the world a delusion. But according to all accounts he has been an important factor in the Presidential problem. Assured of that early in the campaign he has conscien- tiously tried to make himself worthy of the occasion. The ordinary opinion of the dude has been that he was of no account except 3 as a tailor’s dummy. But the spirit of the campaign was too much even for his mechanical personality. It would have animated the Cardiff giant it that heavy individual had not been broken up for building purposes or otherwise disposed of. The dude’s capers as a politician have betn extremely entertaining it not entirely har- monious with his character. His wooden self-possession had stood the test of the promenade, the matinee and the reception. He had schooled himself to contemplate with absolute indifference every attractive or exciting feature of social life. Apparently sated with and weary of the life he had hardly begun he walked abroad among his fellow-creatures as expressionless as a telegraph pole, with arms akimbo, his cane sticking out like a sore thumb of phenomenal length, his head propped up by an all-round collar from two to six inches high, his legs, encased in eel- skin trousers, feebly wobbling and his centre of gravity carefully secured by the careful middle parting of his hair, arebuke and a wonder to the rest of mankind who found something still left to interest them I in society and the world. ‘7 You women are very foolish to quarrel over trifles." said Mr. Jones. “ Mrs. Smith is a very pleasant; person, a. little talkative, perhaps, but one the whole a. very esti. mablewoman. You shouldn't attach any importance to what she says. What was the trouble ?” “ I shall never call on Mrs. Smith again," said Mrs. Jones. “ I never want t3 see her my _more.” It will occasion you surprise to learn that many ladies make a practice of using the razor. Nevertheless it is a literal fact, as many brothers and husbands can testify. Why should it be considered unwomanly to use a razor, especially to shave down troublesome come. The only reason against the practice is because a new and a brighter era has dawned upon the sufi‘erers from corns. for Putnam’s Painless Corn Extractor, by its prompt, certain and pain» less action, has done away with the neces- sity of resorting to the dangerous practice of using the razor. Try Putnam’s and be satisfied that it is the best and surest com cure. Beware of imitations. But when the political cyclone struck our dude his dudeship went all to pieces. As a dude he became a complete wreck He fancied that his invisible legs were made to bear up the destinies of this coun- try, and for weeks he has been staggering under a load which existed only in his imagination. but which has seemed as real to him as his tailor’s and shoemaker’s bills. He has actually been known to drop his cane and carry a torch, and to exclaim - “ I say, aw, hurrah, you know, forâ€"what’s his nameâ€"our fellah, Jones 7” On election night he was completely demoralized. He had actually carried his own ballot to the polls and lifted it into the window,and in the evening the intellectual effort required to comprehend the drift of things, to under- stand why some men were splitting their throats and others looking as solemn as a funeral director at a first-class funeral was just appalling. He felt that in some way the result had turned upon his exertions, and wasn’t quite sure he had lived up to his duty and privileges. The village of Underwood, County of Huron, and vicinity was thrown into a state of great excitement recently by the news that a child, three months old, had been found in a pig pen belonging to John McLean, on the 4th con. of Bruce. It appears thata heartless woman, by the name of Bonnet, of the 2nd eon. of Bruce, had quarrelled with her husband, and not for thefirst time, and that she brutally revenged him by casting the child where. if it had been left a few moments longer, the chances are that it would have been devoured by a hog that was just about seizing the poor child when Mrs. McLean luckily came to the rescue. The case was put in the hands of a magistrate, and although the father was found and claimed the child, the wretched mother is still unheard of. G. Blaine said he had not bought $30,000 worth of stock in the Little Rock & Fort Smith Railroad he told. not a professional lie, but a personal lie. (Loud cheers.) When he declared that he did not own $25,000 worth of land in the Booking Val~ ley he told a lie that could stand and walk alone, and so in the Fort Scott affair, and the $300,000. Blaine is a brilliant liar, and if ever there is a competition in lying he will carry off the prize. (Cheersand laugh- ter.) In fact, he is a constitutional, edu- cated and national liar.” And then in dealing with Mr. Joy, a prominent railway man whom Beecher declares is lying to save Blaine’s reputation, be (Beecher) said: “The advantage which is expected from your denial can last but a day or two, but the lie will endure forever ; it will abide with you, follow you home, dwell in your memory, be present in your old age, stand by your coffin and meet you in God’s judg- mentday! May He who found a way to forgive lying Peter forgive you and have mercy on your soul in that awiul day l” And now the poor dude is all gone. His powers collapsed a week ago and the sub- sequent proceedings have failed to interest him. He is again seeking consolation and excitement in his collar, his one, his eel- elxin trgwsers. his parted wegch chain? and his I Herald. Henry Ward Beecher has been stumping in the Presidential campaxgn for Cleveland, and he struck right out from the shoulder. Here is aspeuimen: “Let us talk about lying," said Mr. Beecher. “When James Changed Ills Mind About llm‘. A Vigorous Political Slumper. English pâ€"ronunoiation.-â€"Rochester The Dude, In Politics. Ladies who Shave! (To be continued.) flearlless Wr lch. Thrown Aside "is Double and Bcnrl‘ Strong Testimony to the Truth. 1 (London Advertiser ) ‘ Skepticism ie a deplorable thing, especi- ally when it leaVes the mind on a stormy sea without an anchor or hope of haven. It does not probably prevml any more in these days than it md in the past. but we hear more at it because of the publicity glven by the secular press. Some minds are so constituted that they cannot accept anything without proof, and yet they do not necessarLy demand that the proof shall have the stamp of highest authorxty. They recognize merit for itself, and accept it gladly, knowmg that eventually it must gam general recognition. The legal and mediCal professio. a a. l well as xhe eooleel. e- tlcal are slow to adopt? what may confllct with then‘ notlons of self-interest and right. New ideas are almost always dieturbxng. but eventually they become assimilated and argwarmly commended. The New York canals will be closed on Dec. m, unless navigation is stopped sooner by ice. The ease of the Rev. George Waterman, a. talented clergyman of Berwyn Lodge. Broudstone, Winborne, Bug, suggests these observations. He got into a desperate con- dition, which thoroughly unfitted him for ministerial work. His mind, sympathlzmg With hie body, became very much depressed, As the mind is, so the thoughts are. He finally put himself under the care of the best London speeieliete. For several years he pursued the ever fleeting phantom, but atleugth they told h 111 hi case was beyond amendment. Still more thoroughly de- pressed, he grew skeptical to a. degree and believed himself doomed. A waster paper, in describing an accident recently. (says, with considerable candor: “ Dr. was called, and under his prompt) and skilful treatmenv, the young man died on Wednesday night.” THE designer of the first Confederate battle-flagwaaOJlonel Walton, of Louisi- ana, who presented it to General Beauregard, who in turn submitted it to General Joe Johnston, who caused it to be adopted by the Confederate army. It was a Greek cross of blue on a red field, with white stars on the blue buns. At the bat- tle of Bull Run the Stars and Bars were found to be too much like the Stars and ‘ Strip as, and caused greet oonlumon among the nostileforcee. It was for this reason that General Johnston took measures to have a new battle-flag. Providentially, however, he had his attention drawn to a widely~reputed means of restoration in cases like his own. He reluctantly began its use. Every few weeks he had chemical analyses made, and finding constant improvement, he eagerly persevered, and when twenty-six bottles had been used, the analyst reported: “ No trace of either albumen or sugar by the severest tests.” In other words, he exclaimed With rapture, “I was cured." He had Bright’s disease of the kidneys. That was in 1882, and from the day he put aside his skepticism at the use of an unauthorized remedy until today he has bean strong and well in body and mind, and contrary to the boasts of his medical friends has had no relapse. It is only fair to remark, though it may be unusual for papers editorially to do so, that Warner’s sate cure is the remedy which saved Mr. Waterman’s life, to which he hears willing testimony. 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