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SIR HUGH’S LOVES. “‘Nay,’ he said, quietly, ‘1 am Only speaking for your good. You are young, Crystal, but you must be conscious, indeed your manner told me so last night that you have grace, beauty, and talents, triple gifts that the world adores. You Will be its idol. Make your own election, then, my child, for you are now a woman. I will never seek to influence you, I m '1 only ahumble priest. What has such it one to do with a ball-room queen; the world’s ways have never been my ways, for from my youth I have determined that “ for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.m “His calm steadfast voice awed me; every word seemed to rebuke my vanity and presumption. Ah,I saw it all now. Baby was disappointed with my choice; he had hopedâ€"he had hoped otherwise. J -l A.... mallz'lnw uu .uau uuyvu “w “my. ” We had reached the end of our welkby this time. Before us was the poor cottage where Lettie \Vhite was dying. I took my hand from Ruby’s arm and set down on the little stone bench by the beehivcs. Ruby seemed to linger a. moment, as though he expected me to speak to him, but I remained silent and he turned away with a quick sigh and went into the house. Soon after I heard his voice through the upper window, where the white curtains were flapping in the breeze, and Lettie’s weak tones answering him. “Before me was a field of crimson clover; some brown bees were busily at work in it. There were scarlet poppies too gleaming in the hedge down below; the waves were lapping on the sands with n. soft splash and ripple ; beyond was the sea. vast and crystalline, merged in misty blue. Did I hear it with a dull whirring of repetition, or was it the voice of my own conscience; ‘ For me {L113 my house, we will serve the Lord .’ 1 “ When we reached the house he went up to his room. The evening came. I got out our German booksâ€"Baby and I were studying together’and presently he joined , 1, A J 2,...»AL u All up. In any “VA”. “Raby came out presently, and we walked home, still silent. The dignity of his ofice was upon him; his lips were moving, perhaps in petition for the dying girl .n .. ‘ 1 n 1 ,,A_AL- "flu-.4- “v. pug-4‘, -ub -VO ...... me. In his absence of mind he had forgot- ten all about the ball, as I knew he would, and we were both absorbed in Sehiller’s magnificent Wallenstein when Margaret entered, looking What Hugh Redmond called his ‘ Marguerite of Marguerites,’ his pearl among women. “ Ruby started and looked perplexed. “ ‘ What, is it so late? You are dressed, Margaret, and this careless child has not commenced her toilet. Pray help her Maggie, she will be dreadfully late.’ “ Margaret gave me a wistful smile. “ ‘The carriage is here already,’ slte answered, quietly, ‘and Mrs. Montague is waiting. Crystal is not going to the ball, Raby.’ “ ‘Not going? ’ He turned and looked at me, our eyes met, and then he under- stood. “ ‘Does not Margaret look lovely,’ I asked in assumed carelessness, when the hall door closed, and he came back to the room. “ For answer he took me in his arms. “ ‘Not half so fair as my Esther,’ he said tenderly, ‘though she is not wearing her regal dress. ‘I thank God,’ and here his voice grew low and solemn. ‘ I thank God, Crystal, that my darling has chosen the better part that shall not be taken away from her.’ GO BACK TO BABY. 0 calm grand eyes, extinguished in in storm, Blown out like lights o'er melancholy seas, Though shriekcd for by the shipwrecked. 0 my dark 1 My cloudâ€"to go before me every day, While I go over towards the Wilderness, I would that you could see me bare to the soul. Elizabeth Barrett Browning. “Things went on very happily for a long time after this. The church at Sandy- cliffe was finished; Ruby gave up his curacy, and read himself in; and then came the day when Margaret and I heard him preach. . . 1‘ . 1 u “ Shall I ever forget that dayâ€"it we. Eastertideâ€"and all that belonged to it? the last unclouded Sunday that was everto rise on me; thetiny flower-decked church already crowded with worshippers, the memorial window that Ruby and Margaret had put in, sacred to the memory of their father, with its glorious colors reflected on the pavement in stains of ruby and violet; and lastly, the grave beautiful face of the young vicar as he looked round upon his little flock for the first time, his eyes resting for a moment as though in silent benediction on the Vicarage seat. ..-.. <. .- “Were I to tell you What I thought of that sermon, you might think my praise partial, but there were many there, Hugh Redmond among them, who commented afterwards on the eloquence and vivid power of the preacher. Hugh Redmond had accompanied us to church, for he and Margaret had been engaged some months, and they were always together. He declared that that sermon had made a deep 1mpres- eion on him. “I knew her Well; she was a childless widow who had lately come to live at Sandyclifie in a. pretty cottage about half a mile from the Grange, and with whom Margaret had become very intimateâ€"a fair gentle-looking woman who had gonethrough much trouble, and who Wished to devote her life to good works; and as I looked at her now, my own eyes misty with sym- pathy, did I ever imagine that the time was fast approaching when I should wrong her with the bitterest hatred, and even seek to lift my hand against her. “Many were affected what day by Ruby’s deep searching eloquence, but none more so than a lady who sat alone under the pulpit, and who drew down her crepe veil that no one might see her tears . I111 “ Ahd yet yJu were one of God’s dear saints, Mona. l “The service over, we lingered for a moment in tho shady churchyard, Hugh and Margaret and 1, until Ruby should join us. He came out atlast, a. little pale and tired-looking. Margaret met him, her eyes shining like stars. “ ‘Oh, Raby,’ she faltered, ‘God has given me my heart’a desire.’ He smiled, but his hand went out to the irl standing silently behind him. “ ‘ What does my child say?’ he whis- pered, when the others had gone on a little; but I had no answer ready, he was so good, so far above me. ‘Vith a sudden impulse I lifted the kind hand to my lips as though he were a king. “ Ruby was very zealous in his profession. There was little to do in Sandycliffe, but he offered himself as coadjutor to the vicar of Pierrepoint, and as there was a. large poor population there, he and Margaret, and Mrs. Grey, found plenty of scope for their energies. “ Mrs. Grey had no ties, she was rich and lonely, and she sought relief from her sick heart in ministering to the needs of others. Her health was delicate, and the air of Sandycliffe suited her~she had taken a fancy to the place; and the pretty cottage she had rented was more to her taste than her house at South Kensington. “ Margaret and she were always together, their natures were congenial to each other, and a warm friendship grew up between them; Baby was also much interested in the young Widow. I heard him say more than once that she was a rare creature, and so humble in her own estimation that one would never have guessed how cultivated and accomplished she really was; ‘her man- ners are so perfectly gentle,’ he went on, ‘ no wonder Margaret is glad to have found such a. friend.’ “ I began to think she was Ruby’s friend too, for nothing seemed to be done in Sandycliffe without Mrs. Greyâ€"â€"-‘ our Mrs, he Said, quietlyiy ‘I am only CHAPTER XXV. Grey,’ as Raby called her. Searcely a. day passed Without seeing her at the Grsng, and very often, as I knew, Ruby called at the cottage. “When I was with him their converse- tion was always about Pierrepoint, about the worknien’s club Ilsby had started and the mothers’ meeting that was Mrs. Grey’s hobby; she was certainly, in spite of her weak health, a. most active creature; Ruby always seemed to defer to her opinion. He told Margaret that Mrs. Grey was one of the most clear-headed women he had ever met, that her large-minded Views were always surprising him. I used to listen in silence to all this. I liked Mrs. Grey, but I began to be jealous of her influence; I thought Baby was too much guided by her judgmentâ€"perhaps he was fascinated by her sweet looks. 1- w um a n uvv vvvvvv “ ‘ Small beginnings make large endings.’ ‘Behold how great amatter alittlefirekind- “ leth.’ Even in a small country place like Sandycliffe there are busy and mischievous tongues. Presently a whisper reached my ears that fanned the smouldering embers of discontent within to a scorching flame. “ Baby was a young unmarried man, and Mrs. Grey was young and attractive, what if people declared that her heart was buried in her husband’sgrave, and that she would never marry again; they knew young widows always said those sort of things. Perhaps the vicar would induce her to change her mind some day. It would be such an excellent match, they went on; they were evidently cut out for each other, both so good; and then she was rich, it would be such a fortunate thing for Mr. Ferrers, especially when his sister left him; and then looking at me, they supposed I should go to Redmond Hall with my cousin when she married. People used to talk like this to us both. Margaret used to laugh as thOugh she were amused at the notion, and she seemed to expect me to laugh too; then she got a little indignant, and contradicted the report gravely. Nothing of the kind could ever happen, she saidâ€"she wished ‘ those busybodies would leave Baby and Mona alone ; Mona was her friend not his. But somehow I did not believe her. Fern, you look at me reproachfully, you think I ought to have been wiser; but how could I know; I was Raby’s adopted child, his pet, but Mrs. Grey was more his equal in age and she was very pretty. IIer fair delicate style of beauty, and her extreme softness and gentleness might be dangerously attractive to a man like Baby, and I fearedâ€"J distrusted her. “ Alas! in a little time I learnt to look upon her as my deadliest rival; to hear her name on his lips would send a jealous thrill through me. 11L . uh .. . “They were always together, at least it seemed so to me ; but perhaps I was wrong. By and by I dropped all pretence of parish Work; it did not suit me, I said. Baby seemed grieved, but he was trueto his word and did not try to influence me. Perhaps he thought I was restless and was pining for excitement and gaiety. Alas ! he little knew I would wander miles away, that I might not encounter them coming up the village street together, or witness the frank cordial smile with which they parted. Mona’s look, her touch, her soft vibrating voice set every nerve on edge. I was pin- ing with a. disease for which I knew no name and no remedy. and which was prey- ing on my health and spirits. “ And worst of all, I was completely misunderstood. When in the uneqqu struggle my appetite failed and sleep forsook mo, and a sort of a. fever kept me restless and irritable, and still no physical illness was at the root, they misconstrued the symptoms and attributed my depression to another cause. I saw in their looks that they distrusted me; they thought my old enemy was coming back, and redoubled their gentleness and care. Then Ruby would speak tenderly to me, till every word sounded like a caress; and Margaret would follow me from place to place like some guardian spirit, as though she did not wish to lose sight of me. But they never guessed the causeâ€"how could they? for as the weeks went on, a. cold forbidding haughtiness hid their child’s suffering heart from them. I would die, I said to myself recklessly, before they should guess my secret. “Ruby’s face grew sad and then some- what stern. I knew the old doubts were harmssing him; he feared their quiet life was irksome to my youth, that I was fret- ting in secret for the gaieties and triumphs I had renounced. ” One day we three were sitting atlunclx- eon together; I was playing with the food on my plate to prevent them noticing my want of appetite, as though I could ever evade Ruby’s eyes, and longing to escape from the room, for I felt morethan usually miserable. “ Ruby was Watching me, I could see, though his conversation was directed to Margaret. She had been talking about; the new schools that Mrs. Grey proposed build- ing at Pierrepoint. “ ‘ She wants to sell her house at South Kensington,’ she said ; ‘she never means to live there again. It is agreat pity, I tell her, for it is such a comfortable house and so beautifuliy furnished. But she will have it that shefeels happier in her cottage; how good she is, Raby.’ “ ‘Yes, indeed, hers is almost a. perfect character,’ he replied; ‘she is so strong and yet so_woma_nly,_sg very, very _gent_1e.: “Something in Raby’s'words touched too sensative a chord, and after a vain attempt to control myself, I suddenly burst into hysterical tears, and left the room. They thought it was my strange temper, but I was only miserable that the enemy â€" my Philistine-was upon me, when he was only lurking in ambush for the time when my weakness would render me an easy prey; “ Let me go on quickly, for the remem- brance of that day overpowers me.They never came near me. Baby always treated me him- self at such times, and sometimes he would not allow Margaret to come to me; it was so now, and yet her dear face and sympathy might have saved me. I sobbed myself quiet and then I lay on the couch in the morning-room, feeling strangely ill. I was faint and sick. I had eaten nothing, and I wanted food and wine, and to be hushed and comforted like a child; and no one came near me. Of course not ! they thought it was a. fit of the old passion. No doubt Baby was in the village talking it over with Mona. “It grew towards eveningâ€"4:001 quiet evening, but there was no quiet in my heart. I was burning with inward fever. “I had had little sleep the night before, something odd and tumultuous seemed rising in my brain; a. gleam of fair hair was blinding me. He loves fair women,I thought, and he calls me his dark eyed Esther. Oh, Baby, I hate her! You shall never marry her! You shall never call her your darling! I felt as though I should kill her first; for, indeed, I was nearly wild with passion, they had left me too long alone. “Presently the door opened, and Ba. came in. He looked very grave, I though as he sat down beside me. His quiet glance recalled me to myself. " ‘Crystal,’ he said, gently, ‘ have you been ill again, my dear?’ They always called the paroxysms ‘illness’ now, but the word displeased me. “ ‘ Where is Margaret ?’ I asked, sullenly. ‘I cannot talk to you, Baby. I am weak, and you do not understand. If I am ill, as you say, you should not keep Margaret from me. “ ‘ She is at the schools,’ he returned, soothingly, ‘I left her with Mrs. Grey“ they will be here directly; but, Crystal, my darling, before they come in I want to have a. little talk with you. You are better now, are you not? I want to tell you what I have decided to do for my child’s welfare. I am going to send her away! ’ “ Iusprang up with unvexclamation of dismay, but he put me back firmly and quietly on the couch as though I were a child, and went on wich his_ speeqh. Uuuu, uuu wouu u“ "A... u... “Lug.-.” “ ‘ Crystal,’ he said, rather sternly, ‘I claim obedlence as your guardian; I claim it legally and morally.’ Never had he spoken so severely before. ‘I am doing what costs me a great sacrifice. I am going to send you away from us for a little 1 while for your own good; for your ownl peace and happiness. Alas I I see plainly now, how we have failed to secure either.’ I tried to speak, but I could not. I crushed my hands together as though they were a Vice, as I listened. “ ‘Heaven knows.’ he continued, sadly, ‘how I have tried to do my duty by you, and how Margaret has tried too; how we have loved you, prayed and cared for you, never thinking of ourselves, but only of you. What have we done that you should hide your unhappiness from us ? Why did you not come to me and tell me frankly, and liken. bravo girl, that the sacrifice I asked was too great for you to yield; that your youth and temperament demanded a diffel'entlife to mine; that the quiet and monotony were killing you; would any- thing have been too hard for your brother’s love vau. “ I shivered at the word. Oh, Baby, whyâ€"why aid you utter it? who were, who never could be a brother of mine. He had never used that word before; it bore a. terrible meaning to me now. [1 x 1 .M.A.v.~ “nun--. .. _... fl, “ ‘I have spoken to Dr. Connor,’ he went on more quickly. ‘and his opinion coincides with mine; and so I have arranged it; all with Mrs. Grey; surely a. kinder or a sweeter soul never breathed, not even our own Margaret. You are to go abroad under her care for six months; Dr, Connor advises it. Yes, it will be hard for us, but never fear, my darling, the time Will soon pass.’ ,,,3 The Toledo “Stroller” Takes u. Shy at Two Handy Expressions. of all the shortening and clipping that goes on in daily conversation, what so meaningless as this exclamation-â€" “ Thanks”? If one has done you a. favor, why not say “I thank you?” not “ I thank ye,” but “ I thank you,” plainly, clearly and distinctly. T110 exclamation ” Thanks,” jerked out of some unfathom- able depths, savors of too much haste to be polite, and best be omitted. 1 . 7.7771A “ Thanks” is only equalled, in my judg- ment, in straight down wrongness in the idiocy that responds to the polite “ I thank you,” or “ Very much obliged,” for a favor rendered or a kindness performed, with " Not at all.” I have, I think, written of this before, but it will bear repetition, and lean see no reason why, if you pick up a lady’s kerehief, tender her your seat in a car, or save a friend from a dangerous fall on that result of a fool's carelessness,a banana peel, and are rewarded with that exactly proper remark, “ I thank you,” I say, I can see no good and valid reason why it would not be equally proper and ltrue to say “You’re a liar,” as to respond with “ Not at all.” Honest now, can you ?â€"”Stroller” in Toledo Journal. A bequest of Richard Doyery, of Farm- cots, England, dated 1659, had in View the payment of 8 shillings annually to the church of Claverly, Shropshire, for the payment of a. person to keep the people awake. On the 17th of April, 1725, John Budge bequeathed to the parish of Trysull, in Shropshire, 20 shillings a year, that a poor man might be employed to go about the church during the summer and keep the people awake. n.- V. 1 l L At Acton church, in Cheshire, about thirty years ago one of the church wardens used to go round in the church during service with a huge wand in his hand, and if any of the congregation were asleep they were instantly awakened by a tap on the head. At Dun church, in Warwickshire, a per- son bearing a stout wand, shaped like a hay-fork at the end, stepped stealthin up and down the aisles, and whenever he saw an individual asleep he touched him so effectually that the spell was brokenfithis being sometimes done by fitting the fork to the nape of the neck. A more playful method is said to have been used in another church, where the beadle went round the edifice during service carrying [L long staff, at one end of which was a. fox’s brush and at the other a knob. With the former he gently tickled the faces of the female sleepers, while on the head of the male offenders he bestowed with the knob 11 smart rap. I don’t pity anybody who leaves the world, not even a fair young girl in her prime; Ipity those remaining. On her journey, if it pleases God to send her, depend on it there’s no cause for grief, that’s but an earthly condition. Out of our stormy life, and brought nearer the Divine light and warmth, there must be a serene climate. Can’t you fancy sailing into the calm? Would you care about going on the voyage, but for the dear souls left on the other shore 7 But we shan’t be parted from them, no doubt, though they are from us, Add a little more intel- ligence to that which we possess even as we are, and why shouldn’t we be with our friends though even so far off. * * * Why presently,thebody removed, shouldn’t we personally be anywhere at willmproper- ties of creation, like the electric something (spark is it?) that thrills all round the globe simultaneously? and if round the globe why not Ueberall? and the body being removed or elsewhere disposed of and developed, sorrow and its opposite, crime and the reverse, ease and disease, desire and dislike, etc., go along with the bodyâ€"a lucid intelligence remains, a per- ception ubiquitousâ€"From the Thackeray Letters in Scribncr’sfor October. In the United States Court at Boston, a. flecision was rendered yesterday morning sustaining the demurrer of the Bell Tele- phone Company against the Government auit and the case was dismissed. A Dakotau farmer laid upon the nearest editor’s table a vegetable that weighed five pounds ten ounces. After all the agri. cultural sharps of the village had tried to tell What it was, the guesses ranging from a. rutabaga to a pumpkin, the farmer told them it was a. radish, and proved it to them after the manner of proving a. pudding. It is an erroneous idea of romantic minds that early youth is the season of deep and passionate emotion. Physicians and the wise men of the Catholic Church, however, know that the emotions of women in our American climate are most fully developed between the ages of 25 and 35. The Church guards during that time with especial care all those destined to a life of celibacy, knowing full well that they are more sus- ceptible to temptation than at an earlier and morerqndeveloped age. _ It would seem, then, from a purely scientific standpoint that an attachment formed after 25 would be far more intense and more enduring than one formed in the unripe period of immature youth. 1 Physically our American Women do not fully develop until the age of 25. Given a healthful mode of life, employment for the mind, and sufficient out-door exercise, and they are far more attractive at that age than at 18. Happy is the men who wins the heart of such a. women, with her ripened beauty, her developed emotions and her wise appreciation of the really worthy things of life. In a. letter to the Sunday II cmld on the marriage question, Ella. Wheeler Wilcox makes the following gage rfamarks _:. When the Congregation Node. Thackeray‘s Views of Death. IIIT ’EDI AGA] N. 1Vhen to be Married. (To be continued.) A Boston \Voman Who Compelled a Caller to Take a Bath. One of the Providence Journal’s Boston skp§c11e§_i§ aplgenggd : Mrs. Y. is a brilliant Boston woman of abundant executive ability, shrewd wit and delightful hospitality. The exigencies of her husband‘s business led to the keep- ing up of an establishment in the west, where Mrs. Y. passes some months of the year, and where she entertains a great many people. , One day there was brought to Mrs. Y. the 'card of an English gentle- man, accompanied by a letter of introduc- tion from friends of the Y.’s abroad. The hostess went down stairs and greeted the guest cordially. ” We are so accustomed to travellers here," she said, “that we know just what to do with them. We ex- pect everybody to arrive travel-stained and exhausted, and we let everybody take a bath the first thing. I spoke to the servant before I came down, and every- thing is all ready.” “But,” stammered the stranger, “I cannot think of putting you to so much trouble. I ” “ Oh, I know just how you feel,” interrupted Mrs. Y.;” “a bath is the only thing that re- stores me to my normal condition when , I’ve been travelling; and you have come‘ right through from Boston.” The guest demurred, but Mrs. Y. was too executive and too truly hospitable to allow his scruples to prevent the carrying out of her kindly intent. The Englishman was shown upstairs to the bath-room, where it is to be presumed he combined with the progress of his toilet reflections upon the originality and practicality of American hespitality. In due time the guest de- scendcd again to the parlor, where Mrs. Y. awaited him. “I hope you found every- thing to your mind,” she said. “Oh, yes,” he replied, “I have had a delightful bath, and nowI must bid you good afternoon, as I have to catch a train.” “ What ’2” cried the hostess aghast ; “ you are not going ‘2” “ Unfortunately I must ; I only stopped over a train to call on you.” “ Mercy l” she exclaimed in dismay ; “ I thought you had come to remain. You certainly cannot go away when I haven’t Seen you at all I” “I really must,” was the rep] , “ but I assure you I have had a most re reshing bath, and I shall always remember with sincere pleasure your unique hospitality.” The story was too good to keep, and Mrs. Y. told it at her own expense, greatly to the entertainment of her friends, who declared that this fashion of entertaining callers was one which deserved to be widely introduced, as it would solve many a perplexing question of the proper method of disposing of guests who were not easy to amuse. “Say;i said a woman wearinga faded yellow dress, as she came out of a. Western Dakota. house which stood near the road, as we drove up, “ you didn’t see no young ’uns down the road, I reckon?” “ No." “ Couple 0’ mine missin’ again, guess,” and she surveyed at good sized flock who were playing around the house. “ Or,hold on, I guess there ain’t, either.” She began singling them out with her finger, saying : “ One, two, threeâ€"stand still, you brats, till I count you lâ€"four, fiveâ€"come back here, Ophelia, till yer countedâ€"six, seven, eight, an’ two at school makes ten, an’ the baby is ’leven, an’ two out’n the field is thirteen. All right, stranger, they’re all here. I ’lowed two or three 0’ ‘em had lit out, but the census is correct! ” “ Youhave a large family, madame.” “ Lawks, family till you can’t rest! An” say, do you know what’s a fact, gen’l’men, when the fust one, Sheridanâ€"he’s out’n the field shuckin’ corn nowâ€"when he was a baby what d’ye think me en’ the old men used to do to him?” “ Give it up." “Used to wake him up to see him laugh! Yes, sir ; regular thing every time he went to sleep 1 Sometimes one big fool of us on’ sometimes the other would sneak up an’ chuck him under the chin nn’ say a ‘ Wake ut, 00 tootsy wootsy, and’ laugh oo cunnin’ ’ittle laugh forjoopeph 1’” “Didn’t never wake up any of the other twelve?” “Wellmot hardly, strangerâ€"we know a. powerful sight mor’n we did. Here, Washington, quit hurtin’ yer little sister or I'll give you a. switchin’ you’ll remembcr till yer 100 years old 1”â€" Chicago Tribune. A Detroit despatch says: The Marriage License Law went into effect yesterday and caused a lot of trouble to ministers and con- tracting parties. A number of weddings had been set in the Catholic churches at 8 o’clock yesterday morning, and the County Clerk’s oflice did not open till 9 o’clock. The licenses for these marriages had to be made out before breakfast. Towards noon 9. Canadian couple came to the clerk’s office and called for a. license, having made the journey here from an interior Cana- dian point on purpose to escape the mar- riage law of the Dominion. They were terribly disappointed at learning that they could not obtain a license, the law provid- ing that licenses must be issued in the county where one of the parties resides. The would-be groom called attention to the fact that nothing was said about foreigners and suggested that the provision quoted re- ferred only to residents of Michigan. The clerk was in doubt and refused the license, but telegraphed a statement of the case to the Attorney-General for his opinion, which has not been received. The Canadians must go back home disconsolate. The law is believed to be a good thing, as it will pre- vent many runaway and hasty marriages and will also furnish reliable data for vital statistics. At Newport, R. 1., yesterday,the Supreme Court gmnteda divorce to Mrs. Henry A. Hulbert, jun‘, of New York. This settles an interesting case of fashionable New York society parties. “Your children all turned out Well, I reckon? ” said a. man addressing an old friend he had not seen for many years. “ Wall, yes, all but Bill, pore feller.” “ Drunk licker, I reckon.” “ Oh, no, never drunk no licker, but han’t amounted to nothin’. Bill wuz de- ceived and it ruint him.” “ Love affair? ” “ Yes, an’ a mighty bad one.” “ She married some other foller, eh? ” “ Oh, no, she married him. She wuz a widder, an’ let out that she was well off, but she wan’t. W’y, she wan’t able to get Bill a. decent suit 0’ clothes the week airter they wuz married. Yes, the pore fellow has lost confidence."â€"Arkansaw Traveller. SAD RESI‘LT.â€"” Capital articles those of yours on Commercial Union, Mr. Young,” said our young man to the hon. gentleman from Galt. ” But why do you look so ashamed ? You ought to be proud of your work.” “ Proud] Perhaps you haven’t noticed that I’m being praised by the Toronto World,” was all he said.â€"-Gn‘p. Not long ago a very nicely dressed woman, accompanied by a. gentlemanly looking man, walked into one of the banks and asked for a certificate of deposit. The book was passed out to her for her signa- ture. She hesitated a moment, glanced nervously at her escort, then boldly grasped the pen and put her face very close to the paper. When the teller took the bookback he saw plainly enough that the girl had simply made some very minute up and down scratches. He looked at her, saw her confusion and decided to be lenient with her. As if unable to read the signature clearly he inquired the name. It was given promptly. Then it was slyly written in the teller’s own bold letters, the certificate filled out and delivered. The escort never suspected the difficulty and the girl de- parted happyâ€"Chicago Herald. The Moneyed Girl Who Couldn’t Write. They Had Got Used to Babies. UNIQUE HOSPITALITY. Better Get Married at Home. Unlucky Bill. Some of the Tunes Suspiciously Like Secular Airs. Says the “Casual Observer” of the New York Graphic: A musician who is not much in the habit of taking that kind of exercise went to church on Sunday and, desiring to experience as much novelty as possible, he did not go to any beautifully appointed aesthetic Episcopal service, nor did he feed his spiritual nature on the dramatic embodiment of the Christian religion given by the Roman Catholic Church. No, he wanted to do the thing up brown now that he was in it, and for that end he felt it to be necessary to install himself in the more or less uncomfortable pew of one of the most protesting of Pro- testant sects. Now, what he found most curious in his unfamiliar experience was the familiarity of considerable portions of it. One of the opening hymns was, “ 0 could I speak the matchless worth,” and he was struck all of a heap to hear this sung to the mangled remains of a duet in Mozart’s opera, "Die Zauber- fiote,” wherein Pomimt and the bird catcher, Papagcno extol “The manly heart with love o'erflowing,” posing together before the footlights. It was not such a shock, but it was still a surprise when later he heard “ Thou Art, 0 God, the Life and Light” sung to “Consolation,” one of Mendelssohn’s “ Songs Without Words.” If there is anything that definitely dis- proves the Wagnerian theory of the special, intrinsic significance of music in itself and , altogether independent of association, it is this habit of hymn-book makers of put- ting sacred words to all sorts of secular music. Whether or not there is signifi- cance in the music itselfâ€"and as even the hymn-book makers have not yet turned “ Captain Jinks ” to account, there is still a little ground for the belief that there isâ€" there is a great deal of significance in it by association, and musical associations are very strong, and it is pretty hard on people of retentive ears to find their most sacred moods broken in upon by tones that have hitherto lightened altogether different hours. “The Lord is my Shepherd” is often sung to a slightly disguised version of that popular air, “Scenes that are Brightest.” in Wallace’s opera of “Mari- tana.” The air, “Nearer, My God, to Thee,” has now become so associated with the hymn that the shock would probably be with most of us to find it reunited with its original. mate, “ 0ft in the Stilly Night.” The only explanation of the possibility of this state of things is that the people who go to church don’t, as a class, hear any musm anywhere else. The sewing girls of Germany, according to a report which has been sent to the Department of State, have a hard time. Their wages are barely sufficient for subsistence and lodging, leaving all neces- sary incidental expenses, including cloth- ing, to be provided either by a girl’s family or through independent efforts of her own. In the larger cities this condition leads to frightful suffering or degrading immorality and ruin. Their employers are endeavor- ing to compel them to purchase their thread and other supplies at employers’ prices, and the well-to-do girls who want a little extra money for luxuries or fineries compete with the lower classes and do the work at even lower rates than those generally paid. In short, only those girls have a passable existence who have suffi- cient support in their family ties. The self-dependent girl who lives by herself generally falls an easy prey to designing men and ends in private or public im- morality and prostitution.â€"â€"Washington Post. A drummer had a spite at a hotel in Palestine, Texas, and resolved on a terrible revenge. So when he went to Galveston he “bagged” a lot of the cockroaches for which the island city is celebrated. Bring- ing a. lot of the largest, commonly called by native Gelvestonian': “diggerloogers,” the drummer took them to the hotel and turned them loose in the halls and corri- dors. In about two weeks the hotel was swarming with them and they got in the soups, preserves, jams, molasses, in the milkâ€"everywhereâ€"and worked hard all day and sat up at night to help that drum- mer get even. They have filled the hotel and gone to work on the private homes, and now Palestine is accursed with them.â€" Chicago News. William Milan, a merchant of St. Joseph. Mo., has gone toAustralia tomarrya young lady whom he has never seen, but with whom the engagement was brought about by correspondence. The young lady is a. handsome heiress, and Milan is also rich. Mrs. Foshay (to prospective nursery maid)#~“ You are fond of children, of course?” P. N. M.â€"“ Fond of ’em ‘2 I should say I was, nm’am. If Ihadn’t been I wouldn’t a nursed my sister’s nine young ones that was down with scarlet fever till every blessed one of them died, mafiam, and buried the last of ’em aweek comeFriday." Editorâ€"“ I am aware ofthat,Mr. Great- head ; but you know too much. I would suggest that you devote one hour each day to forgetting something.”â€"Puck. Seventy-two years ago Robert Tirrell, of Rhode Island, then a, soldier in the British army, deserted and came to America. The old man, who is 98 years old, has just received a. pardon from the granddaughter of the king he deserted, and is going back to the old country to die among his kins- folk; Teacher~Yes, my children, always re- member there is no human love equal to a. mother’s love. Little Girlâ€"Women»; love their child- rens better than their husbands, don’t they? “ Very often.” “ Yes, indeed. When we gets the hic- coughs mamma gets sorry and tries to cure ’em, but when papa. gets the hiccoughs she gets mad.” Editor (to young assistant)â€"“Mr.Great- head, I want to map out a line of journal- ist_i_c study for you 1” Young ' Assist-ant (dubiously)â€"“ I am pretty well up to newspaper stuff, as it is, sir.” Teacherâ€"William, what is the Golden Text to-day? Williamâ€"Dunno. Teacherâ€"It is “ Watch andâ€"” what else ? Williamâ€"Dunno. Teacherâ€"Think again. What did your papa do just before breakfast this morning? ‘ Williain (with animation)â€"Kis§ed mamma. ! How’d you know ? 01d lady (to grocer’sboy)â€"Don’t you know boy, that it is very rude to whistle when degling 94 IaQy ? _ ” Ah, I see,” exclaimed his temporary hostess, “ that accounts for your not wash- ing your hands. You don’t dare to do it; for fear you’ll drown yourself"’â€"â€"â€"Bost0n Tran- script. Boyâ€"That’s what the boss told me to (10, mum. 01d ladyâ€"Told you to whistle? Boyâ€"Yes’m, He said if we ever sold you anything, we’d have to whistle for the money. “Oh, no, ma’am,’f pleaded the tramp, “ you may think my life all sunshine, but: it ain't. Wherever I go I am beset with dangers. In short, ma’am, I carry my life in my hands? The Sewing Girls of Germany. The Drummer's Revenge. SACRED DIUSIC. At the Sunday School. Some Excuse for Him. \Vlly He Wlxistled‘ A 1\Iothe1"s Love. A Line ofStmly. Or the Empress Eugenie, a Paris cor- respondent writes : “ She was lately at Amsterdam, whither she went to consult a. noted Dutch physician respecting the rheumatism, from which she is a constant sufferer. An Americen lady who saw her there tells me she has grown very stout and infirm, and has lost every vestige of her once dazzling beauty. She is subject to attacks of insomnia, during which she will sit the whole night through before the portrait of the Prince Imperial, and these attacks usually terminate in fits of weeping and acute hysteria.” CHEVREUL, the French savant, has just celebrated his 101st birthday. When asked the secret of his longevity, he replied : “There is no secret ; there can be no rule of life; What is good for one 1mm may no be good for another. We must study What is best for us individually. For example, my parents lived to be more than 90 years old, and they drank wine ; from my child- hood wine has been disagreeable to me. Like Locke and Newton, I have never cared for any beverage but water, and yet I am President of the Wine Society of Anjou.” FRANCIS JOSEPH, Emperor of Austria and King of Hungary, has more royul titles than any other European sovereign. He is King of seven countries or provinces, Grand Prince of one, Prince or Margruvc of several others, and Archduke, Grand Duke and Duke of half a. dozen more. He is considered the richest monarch of Europe, with the possible exception of Queen Victoria. Beside his personal revenues, which are enormous, the Em- peror manages on various pretexts to extract about $2,000,000 21. year from the public treasury. Altogether Francis Joseph is What is commonly known as “ Well fixed.” THE British Medical Journal gives thefol- lowing interesting particulars of theheight, weight and dimensions of Thomas Longley, of Dover, who is said to be the heaviest British subject in the world. Mr. Longley, who is a respectable and intelligent publi- can, is 40 years of age, being born (of parents not above the normal size) in 1848. Asababy he was not considered large. His present weight is 40 stone ; height, 6 feet 1} inch; measurement of the waist, 80 inches; size of leg, 25 inches. He finds considerable difficulty in walking, and does not trust himself in a carriage, for fear of breaking the springs. He is said to be very temperate both in eating and drink- ing, and has never suffered from any ill- health of a. serious nature. A bill providing for sanitary reforms will the Quebec Provincial and submiited to th session. The Dominion Government has been invited to send a. representative to the Interprovincial Congress to be held next month in the city of Quebec, but will most probably decline. * At yesterday’s meeting of the Montreal boodle investigation committee, counsel for the complainant attempted to put a number of fishing questions on the gas contract charge to witnesses, but they were ruled out by the committee. Nothing important was elicited, and unless something (iefinite is proved at the next meeting the charge in its present form will fall through. The Pittsburg, Pm, Grand Opera. House gives an opera glass with every seat. The glasses are chained to the chairs, the chairs are riveted to the floor, the floor is nailed to the beams, the beams are let into the foundation, and the foundation is sunk into the earth, but one of these fine nights some fellow will dig the whole establishment out and carry it off, rather than let go of his glass. Some boys were playing in an alley off Congress street the other day when n woman came out of her back gate and said : “ Boys, I want you to go away from here with your noise. My husband is very ill.” Nikita, Maurice Strakosch’s latest dis- covered star, about whom he told that wonderful Indian story, and for whom he prophesied a. future more brilliant and glorious than that of Patti, has appeared in London at the promenade concerts given at Her Majesty’s under 001. Mapleson’s man- agement. So far the success of this young lady has been of a mther doubtful nature, if we accept the verdict of some of the lead- ing London papers. “ Yes‘m.” replied theleader of the crowd. “ Is your husband’s life insured ‘2” “ No, sir.” “ Oh, then, you dpn’t want him to die, of course. Come, boys, let’s go.” She wasa widow, and perhaps a little sensitive on that account. When she answered a. summons the other day she found a. good-looking ministerial chap standing at the door. Nyeâ€"The top of my head grew faster than the munâ€"Texas Siflings. Hundreds who have experiencedthe won- derful power of Nerviline in subduing pain have testified that it is the most: potent remedy in existence. Nerviline is equally efficacious as an internal or an external remedy, Polson’sNerviline curesflatulence, chills, spasms, cholera, cramps, headache, sea-sickness, summer complaint, etc., etc., Nerviline is sold by all druggists and country dealers. Only 25 cents a bottle. Try it. Somewhat Indefinite. Old Friendâ€"Well, good-bye, my boy. I say, why don’t you come up to dinner with me some time ? My Boyâ€"Why, I will ;of course will be glad to. When shall Icome? “ Oh, come upâ€"erâ€"some time. Well, so long.”â€"Tc.ras Siftings. “ G063 day,” he began ', “ I represent a. loan assocmtion”â€"â€"~ He hasn’t thought itBub yet'to his entire satisfaction. It is perhaps not generally known that if a child is taught to swim at a very early age it learns much more easily than when it is older. Instinct teachesitexactly what to do. The children of the South Sea islanders almost live in the water from their early infancy and are quite as much at home there as they are on landâ€"London Telegraph. Barberâ€"You are very bald, Mr. Nye. Nyeâ€"That’s so. Barberâ€"What was the cause of your baldness ? Two Important Questions for Girls. Here is a. postscript to a girl’s letter : “ When you write next answer me in confi- dence two questions : Can you lace your boots with your corsets on ? And can you put on your bonnet with your bodice on ? I want to know. M.”-â€"-London Truth. Happiness. The foundation of all happiness is health. A man with a perfect digestion may be a millionaire, may be the husband of an angel and the father of half a dozen cherubs, and yet be miserable if he be troubled with dyspepsia, or any of the dis- orders arising from imperfect digestion or a sluggish liver. Dr Pierce‘s Pleasant Purgative Pellets arethe safest and surest remedy for these morbid conditions. Being purely vegetable, they are perfect harmless. “ So do I,” she responded shortly, “ and I mean to stay alope 5 good day, gig.” CURRENT TOPICS. Bill Nye in the Barber’s Chair. Thoughtful Little Fresh News Notes. The Widow’s Mite. I’olson’s Nerviline, Learning to Swim. or several important ill be prepared by a1 Board of Health the Legislature next Boys. Ladies suffering from any of the weak- nesses or ailments peculiar to their sex, and who will use Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Pre- scriptions according to directions, will ex- perience a genuine revelation in the benefit they will receive. It is a. positive cure for the most complicated and obstinatecases of lcucorrhcn, excessive flowing, painful men- struation, unnatural suppressions, pr0< lapsus, or falling of the womb, weak back, “ female weakness,” anteversion, retroVC‘l' fiion, bearing-down sensations, chronic n- gestion, inflammation and ulceration of the womb, inflammation, pain and tenderness in ovaries, accompanied with “internal heat.” Hifalutin.â€"â€"Young Reporterâ€"“ The storm-king hurled his torn and tumbling torrents over the ruins of the broken and dismembeer edifice.” 01d Editorâ€"“What’s that ? What do you mean, young fellow ‘2” Young Reporterâ€"“ Iâ€"e-erâ€"the flood washed away Patrick McDougal’s old soap factory.” Thousands of cures follow the use of Dr. Sage’s Catarrh Remedy. 50 cents. ANew York despntch says: Preston, candidate of the Union Labor party for Secretary of State, has resigned to allow John Swinton's name to be put at the 1103.6 of that ticket. This makes {our parties already in the field. TheRepublieans have 001. Fred. Grant. The Democrats will nominate to-morrow. Henry George represents United Labor and John Swinton Union Labor. The fall election promises to be lively. “Then let the moon usurp the rule of day, And winking tapers show the sun his way For what my senses can perceive, I need no revelation to believe.” Jacob Sharp is to be sent to Sing Sing on Friday and James A. Richmond, one of Sharp‘s colleagues, is to be placed on trial. A run was prempitated upon a. saving bank in Binghumton, N. Y., on Monday last by a, “ practical joke,” and it took the efforts of some of the solidest men in the city to stop it. Col. Blunton Duncan, of Kentucky, in an article in the Toledo Blade, proves to hit? own satisfaction that the second coming of Christ will occur A. D. 1913-14. A French countryman was asked why he was so bitter against one of his neigh~ bors. “ Because he is a boot. He comes toour house half a. dozen times a. day, and â€"would you believe it ?-â€"he has never asked once to see our pig 1” Surveyors who are sub-dividing the town- ships near Lake Temiscaming, preparatory to their being opened for settlement, report very favorably on the quality of the land‘ THE GDQK’S BEST F‘FEEENE: WhenI say cure I do not mean merely to stop them for n time and then have them return again. I mean a radical cure. I have nmde the disease niFiTs,EI’1LEI'SY or FALL 1N0 SICKNESSA life-long study, 1 Warrant my remedy £0 cure the Worst cases. 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Only a, few of the above-named symptoms are likely to be present 111 any one case. Thousands of cases annually, without manifesting half of the above sym toms. re- sult in consumption. and end in t e grave. N0 disease is so common, more deceptiye and danger011s,_or less‘nndel'stgpd hy phys1eluns. Ily its (1. sootl fl, and healing prop ies. Dr. Sagc’s Caturrh Romed cures the worst cases of Catarrll, “ col in the head,” Coryza, and Catnrrhal Headache. Sold by drugglsts everywhere; 50 cents. “Untold Agony from Catarrh.” Prof. W. HAUSNER, the famous mosmerist, of Ithaca, N. Y., \vm‘tes: “ Some ten years ago I sutfored untold agony from chronic nasal catarrli. My family physicmn gave me up as incurable, and said I must die. My case was such a bad one, that every day, toward sun- set, my voice would become so hoarse I could barely speak above awlxisper. In the mornin my coughng and clearing of my throat woul almost strangle me. By the use of Dr. Sage’s Cntm‘rh Remedy, in three months, I was 9. well man, and the cure has been permanent." “Constantly Banking and Spitting.” I have in positive remedy for the abovedueaae ; by its use thousands of cases 9f the worst kind and of long standing have been cured. Indeed, so strong Nu" faith in I!- etflmcy, that I will send TWO BOTTLES 1v. ‘7'. together with I VALUABLE TREATISE on this duet! ‘0 any Iufl‘erer. Give expresz and P. 0. addreu. DR. T. A. SLOUUM,_ Branch Ofiiéé; 37T6ޤ3$tq Toronto IGURE FITS! THOMAS J. BUSHING, Esq” 2902 Pine Street, St. Louis, $10., writes: “I was a. great sufferer from eatarrh for three years. At. times I could hardly breathe, and was constant} ' hawking and spitting, and for the last eigit months could not breathe through the nostrils. I thought nothing,r could be done for me. Luck- 11y. l was advised to try Dr. Sage‘s Catarrh Remedy. and I am now a. well man. I believe it to be the only sure remedy for caturrh now manufactured, and one has only to give it a fair trial to experience astounding results and a permanent cure.” Three Bottles Cure Catarrln. ELI ROBBINS. Bunyan P. 0.. Columbia Co.. Pa., says: “My daughter had eatarrh when she was five years old very badly. I saw Dr. Sage’s Catarrh Remedy advertised, and pro- cured a bottle for her, and soon saw that itl helped her; a third bottle effected a permaâ€" ~' nen-t cure. She is now eighteen years old and) sound and hearty.” SWEEEWTN. SYDIPTOMS 0F CATARBH.â€"D' E . we 9 ma ungmal Eeeammm “vaavnua LIVER ke\\e‘t% PILLS. DCNL.41 87. is otI‘ered by the manufactur- ore of Dr. Sagc’s Catarrh Renwdy, for a. case of Chronic Nasal Catarrh which they cannot cure. $500Eflfl The firiginai