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it would have been a touching and pathetic sight to any one who could have seen itâ€"the girl, frail and pale herself, with nocolor in her sweet face, save in the vivid red of her lips, bending with such tender protection and fostering love over the frail pale mother, who needed all her care and love, and who was totally unfit for the journey she had undertaken. Would she ever reach her destination? Would the spirit, which was so brave and high, support the weak body until she had per- formed the task she had appointed for her- aelt ‘2 Looking down at the still face, with eyes sharpened by love and pain, Shirley thought that it was very likely, terribly With swift deft hands and the self- possession of an experienced nurse, Shirley applied restoratives, and presently Mrs. Ross was able to open her eyes and thank her smilingly; she was betterashe was much better. And then Shirley sat down once more beside her, supporting her in her arms and resting the weary head upon her shoulder; and the train sped on through the chill gray October day, drawing nearer the sea momentarily, the sea which lay between them and England. Mrs. Ross remained with closed eyes, her face resting against Shirley’s shoulder, and looking deathly pale in the gray light against the dark brown sealskin of her daughter’s coat; but her breathing was more even, and Shirley hoped that she slept. _ _ _ _ _ She strove to smile into the loving anxious face; but the beautiful eyes were dim, and the fnintness seemed to shut out the lovely startled face bending over her so tenderly, as she lay back almost breathless against the cushions._ "It is nothing," she returned faintly. “I am a. little tired, alittle faint. Don’t be frightened, Shirley. Seeâ€"J am better now." “VMother darling, what is it? You are faintâ€"let me give you something,” she said hurriedly; but Mrs. Ross’ gentle hand detained her. As she spoke, the young girl left her mother’s side for a moment and moved to the other end of the carriage, where some supplementary rugs and shawls were strap- ped together. The straps were easy enough to unfasten, but somehow Shirley was a long time over the task, perhaps because her little fingers were so unsteady, and because her eyes were so full of great unshed tears, which she would not let fall. When she returned to her mother, the tears had been resolutely forced back, and there was a brave little smile on the sweet red lips. Mrs. Ross tried to smile also, struggling against the feeling of faintness which was stealing over her, and which made the closed carriage, into which no draught penetrated, seem so chilly. But her daughter’s quick eyes saw the increas- ing pallor of her face, and she bent over her in grievous alarm. “'Never mind; there is no one to see you but me.” _ ” But I 9.111 like a mfimmy already, little daughter,” said Mrs. Ross, with a faint laugh. “ It always seems to grow colder travel- ling, I think, dear,” answered Shirley, in her brave cheerful voice, although the ques- tion s‘ruck her painfully, “ especially as ohe gets nearer the sea. Let me get the plaid, darling, and wrap it round you.” The gray October day wore onâ€"â€"the clock at the last station they had passed had pointed to the half hour after two. Mrs. Rosa raised herself slightly, and opened her heavy eyes. “Has'it grown much colder, Shirley,” she said, in her low faint tones, “ or is it my imagination 7” “I am afraid you are very tired, darling,” the girl said, in a pitiful tender voice; and the invalid answered wearilyâ€" “‘Yes, very tiredâ€"very, very tired.” They were the only occupants of a first. class railway compartment in the tidal train from Paris to Boulogne on agray October afternoon in the year of grace 187â€"-, and both were weary and sad. There was something besides fatigue and sadness on the elder woman’s face, as she lay back half resting on her daughter’s strongyoung arm, half upon the cushions which had been piled one upon another to give her support. Such alovely face it was! Years of sorrow and privation and months of suffering had not been able to rob it of its beauty ; it was beautiful, and would be beautiful to the last. Delicately regular features, large lustrous eyes. and soft dark hair without a silver thread among its glossy braids, made up a (out ensemble of rare loveliness, even beside the fair young face near her. Mrs. Ross was still in the prime of her woman- hoodâ€"she wanted yet three years of forty ; but she was dying, and she knew it well~â€"- ay, and Shirley, although she tried to blind herself, knew it alsoâ€"dying, and at a period when to many life is at its best and brightest, when the stormy troubles of youth are over, and calm settled sunshine has succeededâ€"at a time 0 life when many a. happy mother sees er children growmg up around her, able to appreciate her care and love, and to repay them by their ownâ€"when many years’bf health and happiness may be anticipatedâ€"dying, yes, and gladâ€"oh, so glad to lay down the burden of life ! v It was not pleasant weather for travel- ing; the sky was gray and forbidding, and 9. chill wind blew against the carriage windows, bringing with it occasionally a. swift sharp shower of rain, which made Mrs. Ross shiver. Shirley drew her mother’s wraps more closely around her, and pulled the blind over the window to keep out the draught, while the tender pity on her young face deepened as she watched the invalid resting with closed eyes and faintly drawn breath upon the cushions. “What station was that, Shirley ?" “That was Amiens, dear; we are quite halflvqy there_ ngw.’: A Story of Woman’s Faithfulness. 0* Hal? way to Boulogne, perhaps, but our jouryey will n91; 911d there.” SHIRLEY ROSS : Only from day to day We hglfi 0qu Way, Un certainâ€"«Sven Though hope and gay desire Touch with their fire Only from day to day We grgpe om: Way And still from day to day Alongjllq way ‘ uh’i‘ffi‘dufigih HHrrying hours But still our castles fair Lift to the air "Beckon'us ever, To follow, follow, follow. O'er 11111an hollowl 'I‘he buglgs'play gpmptinges, tyiumphant, gay, Then ” sweet, oh, sweet the way; We smilipg any, _ VA‘fid tfmfipets sound From out those glistening towers And rainbow showers r V rfiniiif’oi‘rwudrd press With swift, impatlent feet And hearts that beat Yet still beyond, the gay Sweetjugbs plat)". w ' Thé’truhpéfia blow Howe’er We flying haste, Or lagging Waste: Still far and far away, Till comes the Slay 'We gain tha} peth In Damien ; then, blind No mgre, we find, _ EILth fresh endeavor From Day to Day. Their glistening towers With fresh endeavor. Bedew the ground; With eagerness Péfchance, What we do see]; y'hevhoura that go; CHAPTER I. ” I think it is,” answered her mother, smiling. “It prevents thought, and it “ Is it €vise for you to 'talk, dear ?” Shirley, whispered fondly, bending down to th_e {ivy/get 9:119 fgce. “ When we are in Scotland 1 I wonder if I shall ever see Scotland again?" the elder woman said faintly. “ My aim countrie ! How I loved it 1 How I love it even now, although it was so cruel to me»â€" so cruel 1” she repeated drearily, with a terrible anguish in her dark eyes. “ You will tell land, mother ?” choking back a, throat. “ Do you think it is merely the fatigue of travelling, Shirley ‘2” Was the feeble answer, given with a. sorrowful smile. which went to her daughter’s heart. “ I hope it is ; because I have so many things to tell you, dear, before I go.“ “ Don’t, mother darling l” the girl said pitifully. “ .You feel tired and languid now, because you have been traveling ; but when you have had a. rest you will feel better anti more cheerful.” “ It was cruel to let you come with me alone,” Mrs. Ross sighed faintly. “Poor little girl, what a. terrible journey for you I” “ Yesâ€"I have not forgotten;but, Shirley, I am so cold and faint and tired,” said the invalid wearily, as she sunk back upon the cushions, gasping for breath ; and Shirley hastened to pour out some of the restore.- tive which the doctor in Paris had given her, and held it to the pale parched lips. watching anxioust for a. shade of color, which stole into them as the restorative took effect. “ Oh, Jack, Shirleyâ€"I cannot die until I have seen Jack,” she said, with sudden eagerness, as she raised her head frsm the girl’s shoulder. “ Heaven would not be BO cruel ; I must see Jack.” likely, that her mother would not live to reach Scotland, that she would (lie before her eyes rested once more upon her native land. “ Of course, mother darling I Don’t you remember ‘2 Jack is to meet us at Charing Cross when we arrive.” “ Pleasant thoughts of home and Jack, I hope, darling ‘2" Shirley said tremu- Iously, for she had read the look in the beautiful eyes, and guessed its meaning. They had left Paris at midday, having rested there for one week, which had seemed like months to the impatient woman, Who felt that her days were num- bered, and who wanted to leave her child in safety ere she passed away. The kindly old French physician, who had at length consented to their undertaking thejourney, had only done so because he saw that the fever of unrest which burned in Mrs. Ross’ veins was consuming what little strength she had, and his science told him that, even it the journey accelerated her end, it would only hasten what must be rapid and certain, no matter what care, or repose, or skill could do. Paler and paler grew the beautiful still face, darker and darker the shadows under the long-lashed eyes, heavier and heavier the weight on Shirley’s shoulder. Once or twice the invalid m0ved slightly, but she did not speak ; and fora time Shirley hoped that she was sleeping; then, as the train sped on, the white lids were slowly lifted, and her dark eyesâ€"lovely eyes still, and the counterpart of Shirley’sâ€"went straight to her daughter’s face, with a look of unutterable anguish and pity in their depths. “ You have been asleep, dear ?” Shirley tenderly. " No,” came from the faint pale “ But I have been thinking, Shirley.” Thus it happened that, though Shirley was going home to England, it was a strange lend to herâ€"although she was far too absorded in her care of her mother now to give that a. thought ; besides, Jack was to meet them at Charing Cross, and it would be so good to see him againâ€"deer Jack, with his Sunshiny blue eyes and curly yellow locks, who had always a jest and a. merry word ready ! Shirleythought that the sight of him would be the best cordial her mother could have ; she loved Jack so dearly, she was so fond of her “ dear boy.” Very sad were Shirley’s thoughts, as! she sat holding her mother in her arms, and the train sped on through the grey unin- teresting country ; very heavy was the young heart which beat close to Mrs. Ross’ pale cheek as it lay on her daughter‘s breast. Shirley had tasted the cup of sorrow many a time during her short life: but now it seemed to her as if she were draining it to the dregs. But, although her mother‘s death would leave her lonely and forlorn, would leave her and her brother dependent on the charity of their relatives, whom she had never seen, and who had treated them with but scant kindness hitherto, Shirley was too unselfish to wish to keep her. She knew that shelonged,with a great unspeak- ablelonging, to be at rest, and that she was wearyâ€"011, so weary lâ€"of her life. For Marian Ross had known suffering such as falls to the lot of few. Three years before she had lost her father ; and then Mrs Ross had obtained, through the interest of her brother. Sir Gilbert Fairholme, a situation for her son, who was two years his sister’s senior, in the 0011nting~house of a wealthy English merchant ; and there Jack Ross had spent two long years, seeing his mother and sister only during the fortnight’s holiday which he was allowed, and which he spent with them at the little German town where Mrs. Ross had settled for economy’s Bake, for her own income was but small. and it would die with her. It was not want of means. Roland Ross had been an artist, and hehad earned more than sufficient money to support them in their simple unpretentious mode of living. They had had every comfort. every luxury even, in the old foreign towns in which they had lived, and the life had been a pleasant and picturesque one. Shirley and her brother had had first-rate professors and every educational advantage, and they had never been denied any reasonable enjoyment; but, although they had had many foreign friends in their wanderings, they had never settled in any place where therehad been many English residents. They had seemed to avoid their own countryvpeopleâ€"Atnd Shirley was not sorry; for, if English people at home were like English people abroad, she could very well dispense with any further knowledge of them. Asa rule, such specimens of her country-people as Shirley saw at hotels and railway~stations were noisy, ill-bred, and badly dressed; and this girl, English though she was, had never passed an hour on English soil during all her seventeen years of life. As she sat watching her mother’s face with loving pitiful eyes, Shirley Ross was thinking that she could never remember it without the look of suffering and resigna- tion which it were now. Even during her father‘s lifetimeâ€"although husband and wife had loved each other with a great love â€"when the beautiful face had brightened visibly when he entered the room suddenly. in repose it had always been grave and sorrowful ; there had been no frequent smile on the sweet lips, no brightness in the lustrous eyes, no gay music in the low sweet voice. It seemed to Shirley that her mother could never have been happy, even when she loved her husband and lived in perfect harmony with him. - And yet what could have been the cause of her sorrow? Looking ,back into the time which preceded her father’s death, Shirley could think of nothing to bring that troubled look to the beautiful eyes, that droop to the sweet lips. They had loved eachiotherâ€"ahY how deeply and truly! Never in the ideal of books could husband and wife have been dearer to each other than these two ; but the shadow had always been there, and Shirley even in her childhood had felt it, dim and impalpable. m2; when we are in Sect- Shirley said cheerfully, sob which rose in her lips said ' It is said that early in the war a woman from Virginia appealed to Mr. Lincoln 0.) return her slaves to her on the ground :13 t she was a Christian and had always treated them with great kindness. and that he re- l plied : “ I have a poor idea of religion that gets one’s bread out of the sweat of another man's brow.” The train glided into the Boulogne sta- tion and set down some of its passengers there. There were a cheerful sound of voices,a bright glimmer of lights, and quick footsteps hurrying by; then the train left the station again, and went slowly along the quay to the boat, the masts of the ships in the docks and harbor rising grim and ghostlike in the gray autumnal twilight, the lights glimmering feebly through a haze of fog and mist. “ Really. Shirley. The sea air, you know l” Mrs. Ross replied, smiling a. little. “Will you collect the wraps, dear ‘I And don’t you think you had better give me a dose of that nice mixture of Doctor Le- jeune’s before we get out ‘7” “ There is not time for anything now,” Shirley said cheerfully. “ These lights mean Boulogne station, dear. We stop here for a few minutes, you know, to set down any travellers for Boulogne; then this nice good-natured train takes us right down to the boat. Do you really feel stronger, mother? ” “1 dare say not, Shirley. Darling "â€" and Mrs. Ross‘ eyes went wistfully to her daughter’s faceâ€"“ will you listen now ? ” I feel much stronger. Let me tell you what I have to tell.” “ Do you. dear ?” her mother said with a. faint smile, remembering how often she had fancied that she could smell the heather and wild thyme of the Scotch moors when the sea and land lay between her and them. “ It is wet, but there is not much wind,” Shirley continued. “ We shall not have it roug_h,‘ dear.” “ We shall soon be there new, mother,” Shirley said cheerfully. “ It seems absurd to say so, shut up in this carriage, but I think I can smell the sea already.” does not tire me much. Your uncle’s letters are quite safe, Shirley? “ Quite safe, dear." “ And you will take grea. care of them, Shirley ‘2 I think he will be good to you, my c_hild.” A The train sped on. The gray October twilight would soon spread over the face of the earth; in the stations through which they passed lights were beginning to glim- mer, while the trees on the road side now stood up grim and ghost-like. There was a. lamp in the carriage, and Shirley closed the blinds to shut out the gloomy landscape, which looked so dreary under the falling rain and lowering sky. “He writes very kindly, mother," Shirley faltered; “and Aunt Geraldine, he says, sends her love. Did you know her, mother?" “ Yes, dear,” Mrs. Ross answered, the pain deepening about her lips and in her dark eyes; “ I knew her a. little, years ago, before she was married.” ” Is she nice, mother “I” “ She was very beautiful then, Shirley,” said her mother wistfully, with a far-away look in her eyes and a. quiver of the lipsâ€" " very beautiful.” “ Yes, yes, mother, I promise,” the girl said earnestly; and once more she drew her mother’s head upon her shoulder and supported her tenderly in her arms. “ Noâ€"I must go on. Shirley, I insist”â€"~ and in her eagerness the dying woman lifted herself up and stood resting her hand upon her daughter’s shoulderâ€"“ Iinsist on going on. You hear me? I will not stayâ€"J will not rest anywhere until I reach London. Shirley, you promise? ” she added, as she sunk back again exhausted. “ Were you married first, mother, or Uncle Gilbert ?” Shirley asked innocently, encouraging her mother's wish to talk and unconscious of the pain herquestions might glve. 7' “Iâ€"I_ was married first,” her mother answered. “ Then Cousin Gracie is about my age, made ?” Shirley asked. “No, your cousin is a. year older than Jack," said Mrs. Ross steadily; but the efiort to speak without showingher daughter the emotion it caused her made her slight frame tremble; and Shirley took alarm. “You are cold still, darling,” she said‘ tenderly drawing her wraps round her, when her hand came in contact with her mother’s, and she felt the burning heat of the slender attenuated fingers. “ Indeed you must not talk, mother,” she added hurriedly. “ Let me make you more comâ€" fortable.” “ But', mother. it will tire you !” the girl opposed. “ And you need all your strength now. Let us wait.” ' “ Dear, I dare not wait,” Mrs. Ross said tremulogalxi “_ There may nqt by time.” “ Mother”â€"there was no mistaking the heart-broken anguish in the girl’s voice â€"- “ mother, not nowâ€"I can not hear itâ€"not now. We will rest at Boulogne.” ” Motherâ€"oh, mother 1” Shirley said, trying to stifle the great choking Bobs which rose in her throat ;and Mrs. Rosa drew her closer and rested her own Wan cheek on the girl's scft chestnut hair. “ Shirleyâ€"my darling 1” her mother whispered tenderly. “ Noâ€"â€"do not move, childie. Let me hold your head upon my brenat‘a. little while. It does not tire me. It makes me think of the day when you were a happy little baby, with big eyes and such rings of curly hair, Shirley I” ” Yesidear,” tHe girl Isaid firinly enough, although even her lips whitened in the effort to retain her calmness. “ Can you be very brave. dear, and let me tgll you npw what I have to tell ‘2” Trembling now in every limb,and almost entirely unnerved, Shirley sunk upon her knees by her mother’s side, half support. ing her ; and Mrs. Ross put both her feeble arms around the girl's head and drew it dose to her breast. “ I am quite comfortable, Shirley, and resting nicely. What a. careful little nurse you _a.re 1’1 “It is very nice, dear,” the invalid answered gratefully, guessing that Shirley had suggested the change of posture so that her own face might be hidden. For a short distance they went on thus; Shirley’s hazel eyes, blinded with tears, looked steadily out of the window, seeing nothing of the country through which she was passing, only picturing to herself the pale still face at which she dared not look, while her mother lay with closed eyes thinking of the past and wondering dimly if life, which had been so cruel to her, would be equally cruel to her children, especially the fair young daughter who possessed, even as she had possessed, the “fatal dower of beauty.” Presently Shirley was aroused by a. quick gasping sob from her mother. “ Lift me up, lift me up 1” she said faintly. “I cannot breathe.” Shirley obeyed instantly. Startled as she was at the terrible change which had passed over her mother, she did not lose her presence of mind. She dropped the window to let the chill wind blow upon the pale pinched face, and forced some of the cordial through the white lips. For a moment she thought that this must be death, and became ill and faint herself at the thought of her mother’s condition and the impossibility of obtaining assistance; but in a few minutes the death-like pallor vanished. and the invalid’s breathing be came more regular. “It is notHing,” she said feebly, and tried to smile into the startled anxious face bending over her. “lam better, Shirley?“ . ” But, if you were to lie down, mother, and place your head here upon my lap, you would be more at rest. Thereâ€"is not that better ?" (To be con tinned.) “Georgey, behave yourself!” said the little girl, severely, to her younger brother, who was throwing snowballs at people on the street, yelling like a. young Indian, squaring off at imaginary foes, and other- wise conduoting himself in a boisterous manner; ” Behave yourself] Folks will think you’re a. member of the Board of Trade l”â€"Chicago Tribum. Miss Skeenâ€"“ Where did you graduate from, Mr. Gill ?" Mr. Gill~“ From the School of Pharmacy.” Miss Skeen (with surprise)â€""Is it possible ? What a. strange choice for a. young man brought up in the city! But, if I remember rightly, your randfather was a farmer, too.” “ Holy Father,â€"Her Majesty the Queen. my Most Gracious Sovereign, having been pleased to select me as Her Majesty’s special Envoy to express to your Holiness, in a public and formal manner, her sense of the courtesy shown by the mission of Monsignor Ruflo Scilla to convey your Holiness’ con- gratulations on the fiftieth anniversary of her reign. I have the honor to present to your Holiness Her Majesty’s letter accredit- ing me for that purpose. Her Majesty has commanded me to say that, in confiding to me this high mission, she has been moved not only by a desire to acknowledge this proof of your Holiness’s good-will to- wards her, but also to give expression to her feeling of deep respect for the elevated character and Christian wisdom which you ‘ have displayed in your high position. The temperate sagacity with which your Holiness has corrected errors and assuaged difl'erences from which much evil might otherwise have arisen inspires Her Majesty with the earnest hope that life and- health may long be granted to you, and that your beneficent action may be long continued. In conclusion, I beg leave to be permitted to express to your Holiness how very sensible I am of the honor which has been conferred upon me by my gracious Sovereign in selecting me for this high mission and in making me the interpreter of Her Majesty‘s sentiments on this occasion.” Their Savagery Equals That of Any Known Communityâ€"Terrible Punishment. Although a great portion of the Tshi- speaking peoples have for two centuries been under our rule we know compara‘ tively little about themâ€"a fact which is, no doubt, attributable to the deadly climate and impenetrable forests in which they live. Maj. Ellis tells us much con- cerning these peoples which will be found interesting ; but he has gone so completely into the grosser customs of native life that his book is more suited to the anthropolo- gist than the general reader. The low condition which they occupy in the intel- lectual scale is, we are told, probably owing to the enervating influences of the climate, which renders any great amount of mental labor out of the question, and to the readi- ness with which the necessaries of life can be produced. That the climate is un- healthy even to them there can be no doubt, as it is the cause of diseases unknown else- where. The following is the address of the Duke of Norfolk, the head of the Queen’s Special Mission to the Pope, His Holiness’ reply to which has been published : “Lion?” I insult the proud beast of the jungle and desert when I call John L. Sulâ€" livan “ London’s Latest Lion.” I appeal to the women of America. to put down such degrading shows as Sullivanand his tribe are reviving this season. How can it be done? Well, let every woman refuse to speak to every man of her acquaintance who indorses these revolting “sports” or attends their public exhibition. Let her brand as a “coward” a man who presumes to call such sports courageous. Soon the prize-fighter would find his occupation gone. Let such men as Sullivan be hissed off the public streets and treated as out- laws, wild beasts or highway footpads. And as for the women of England, let them implore their gracious Queen to administer a public reprimand to her son, who has so far forgotten his princely training as to speak to professional prize-fighters save in terms of withering scorn. I am sure she is ashamed of her eldest son in this last ex- ploit. IndeedY I almost hope she does not know of it. Their religion is not allied with any moral ideas, sin being limited to insults offered to or neglect of the gods; murder, theft, etc., are merely offenses against the person, and in which the gods take no interest. The deities may be divided into four classes, vim: 1. General, those worshipped by a whole tribe or several tribes. 2. Local, those worshipped by the inhabitants of cer- tain towns or districts. 3. Family. 4. The tutelary deities of individuals. The priest- hood forms a large and powerful class, without whose aid nobody can hold any in- tercourse with deities of the first, second or third class, large sums being frequently paid for their services ; they have to take care, however, to make their communica- tions ambiguous, as in case of their predic- tions being falsified they are not infre- quently put to death. Pugilism in the prize-ring is illegal in England, and has been for many years, hence the brutes have to go on the conti- nent to train for their contests. Spanish bull-fights and prize-fights are regarded by refined people as barbaric amusements. Yet thisj creature Sullivan is feted as though worthy some great honor. His laureis are blood and bruises. A noble showing, is it not ? War is bad enough in all conscience ; at least, though, it is in a measure scientific. Norman Proctor, an exâ€"prizefighter here in London, has sug- gested that when nations should quarrel the better way than to train armies to kill would be send two prize-fighters, one from each country, to fight it out, the victorious one to settle the issue. At least this method would rid the earth of these disgusting objects one at a time. Annie Wakeham, writing to the Phila- delphia Record from London, Eng, about prize-lighten; Sullivan‘ nddg: The ceremonies at birth, marriage and death are, we think, rather too fully gone into. The criminal laws appear to be extremely severe, and the following ridicu- lously trivial offences are punishable by death: Whistling in Coomassie, sufiering an egg to be broken in the town, looking at the king‘s wives, or not hiding when the king’s eunuchs cell to announce their approach, and picking up gold that has been dropped in the market place. From this it will be seen that every-day life in Coomassie must have its drawbacks.â€"Lon- don Field. In chapter 11 it is stated that the prac- tices of sacrificing human beings at funerals does not arise from the bloodthirstiness of the people,but rather from affection for the dead. This may be true, but the frightful cruelty shown in their executions seem to contradict this theory. We quote the fol- lowing as an example : “ On June 5th a murderer,with his hands bound behind him, a knife through his cheeks and two forks piercing his back, was dragged past our rooms. Commencing at midday, the punishment increased in in- tensity till 8 o’clock, when the poor wretch was gsshed all over, his arms out off, and himself compelled to dance for the amuse- ment of the king before being taken to the place of execution. If he could not or would not dance lighted torches were applied to his wounds. To escape this excessive torture he made the greatest efforts to move, until the drum was beaten and the head out off.” Strange to say, in spite of the frightful punishment, murder is more frequent in Ashanti than in_ the British protgctorate: PEOPLES ON THE GOLD COAST. The Queen’s Message to the Pope. A Barbarlc Amusement. A Pointed Rebuke. Dunley (at the supper table)â€"“ Yes, I have spent most of th'e‘day at thedentist‘s.” Mrs. Hendricks (the landlady)â€"“Are you having your teeth filled, Mr. Dumley ?” Dumley struggling with a. steak)â€"“ Yes, mafam; lled and harpened.”-â€"New York Reporterâ€"How many criminal cases have you for the next assizes ? Deputy Sheriffâ€"N one. ReportermThat‘s good. Deputy Sheriffâ€"Well, not so very good. “ I declare,” exclaimed Mrs. Fogg, as she vainly endeavored to dissect the turkey, “if you aren’t the poorest man to do marketing. This turkey’s old as Methu- selah.” “Possibly,” said Fogg, unabashed, “ but my dear, it is a. female bird and courtesy to the sex prevented me from inquiringabout her sge.”â€"â€"Manchester Union. An Adventure With Panthers. It is an old saying, “ what strange things a person sees when he hasn’t got a gun,” says the Columbian. This was exactly what Constable Carty said the day before yester- day when he met a couple of panthers. Mr. Carty was driving along the road leadâ€" ing from Clover Valley in the Serpentine Flats, and while passing through some timber was surprised to see two large beasts walk quietly out of the bushes and stop on the middle of the path. The panthers, for such they turned out to be, were only twenty paces ahead of the horse, and as the constable did not have a gun, he was puzzled for a moment as to the best course to adopt towards them. After a moment’s thought he decided to keep right ahead, :and if the panthers molested him in any ‘ way he would arrest them for obstructing the highway. The scheme proved success- ful, and although the beasts cast a longing eye at the nice fat horse, they saw it would be useless to make any attempt to devour it while the constable was on the ground. The panthers were both very large and appeared to be in good condition ; they have been seen in the neighborhood several times of late and it is probable they will soon fall victims to their own temerity. When Back Drivers Made $50 a Day an Theatre Boxes Were $1,200. 001. Mike Brannigan, the celebrated guide and hackman of El Paso, Tex., is on a. visit to this city. Mr. Brannigan said yestggday : “ I have come back to San Francisco for the purpose of seeing some of my old friends of the Argonaut days of 1849, that is, as many of them as are alive. I can tell you some interesting things about early times in this city. I owned and drove the first hack that ever rumbled over the streets of San Francisco. In 1851 Igot $50 a night to drive Catherine Hayes, the famous singer, and her mother,between the Razette House and Tom Maguire’s Theatre, which was then situated on Washington street, between Montgomery and Kearney. I also got the same sum from severalothers at the time for the same trip. Those were good old days, and I as well, I sup- pose, as very many others, would wish to see them back again. I saw $1,200 paid for a box in Maguire’s theatre on the open- ing night of Catherine Hayes’ season. A Limerick butcher at Sacramento paid $1,300 for a box when she went to the capi- tal city to sing. Dollars in those days were lmore plentiful than nickles are now. When the mail steamers would arrive I have seen a gambler give a man an ounce of dust (that is $16) for his place in the long line of anxious people waiting their turn outside the old post office, which was then at the corner of Brenham place and Clay street. Then you would have to pay $12 a dozen for articles to be laundered, and men used to throw soiled underclothing away and ‘buy new articles rather than pay for washing. “ The winter styles of suicide for 1888," said Coroner Hertz, “ will differ but little from that of last year. Hempen ties still continue in favor for neckwear, and throats will be cut a trifle deeper as spring apâ€" proaches. This latter fashion, however, is far from popular, and is affected only by the outre, such persons, for instance, as try to make a sensation by the use of ‘ rough on rats.‘ These things, I need scarcely say, are not counted good formâ€"in fact, are vulgar. The most fashionable modes are those of legitimate poisoning and by shooting. If you want to be in style, dear boy, just stick to those two fashions. They are affected by the elite, and you cannot go wrong in following them. There is nothing like a good reliable revolver for this sort of thing. By referring to my annual report. just handed in, you will find that exactly 33 per cent. of the suicides for the fiscal year adopted this mode of departing for the other shore. True, an equal number tried the poison route,but there are poisons and poisons. There are poisons that allow a man to slip quietly out in a gentlemanly way that excites the admiration of every man on the jury.and again there are others which cause a man to hufile off his coil in a way that is decidedly bazarre, not to say fussy. I am sorry to see the growling ten- dency to use ‘ rough on rats ’ and paris green. These can never find devotees in the best circles, and you can safely set down those addicted to them as decidedly ‘ loud.’ If you go in for poisons, try lauda- num, or morphine, or pure strychnine.”â€" Chicago Times. “ I remember when Lotta Crabtree first appeared in this city. She used to play a banjo and dance jigs at Gilbert’s Melodeon at the corner of Kearny and Clay streets, and got $6 a week. I think that was in 1854 or 1855. She went to Virginia. City in 1860, and made a hit. Twenty dollar gold pieces were showered on the stage for her benefit. My charges then as a hack- driver were $50 a day and all expenses paid. I would like to see that state of things again, and we would have less com- plaints about capitalists and the like. Everybody was a capitalist in the old days, and if only a few of the wealthiest exist nowIdon‘t know why they ought to be blamed. We all had a chance to become millionaires, and if we did not, it cannot be helped, and there is no use repining.â€" San Francisco Examiner. How a Syracuse Bridegroom was Forced to Settle with the Sexton. A novelty in law suits has been adjudi- cated in Syracuse as a sequel to a fashion- able wedding. The parties to the suit were a church sexton and a physician who was a bridegroom not a great while ago. On the 23rd of September, Dr. Amos W. Jennings was married by Rev. Dr. George B. Spalding in the First Presbyterian Church and the elegant and stately edifice was elaborately decorated for the occasion with flowers. In order that the ceremony might pass ofl' smoothly and impressively, there were two rehearsals before the actual ceremony. The groom and bride~elect, and bridesmaids. the groom’s best men and the ushers all turned out to these full dress evening rehearsals for which the great church was heated and lighted by Sexton Henry A. Tompkins. The wedding ceremony was witnessed by a large throng. and the affair was a fashionable success. Sexton Tompkins himself thought it wa a pretty nice wedding, and worth a fat fee. He waited for his fee for a month, and then began dunning the bridegroom. The sec- ond letter brought the reply that Dr. Jen- nings would pay when he “ got good and ready.” The sexton then referred the matter to a lawyer, and a lawyer to a justice of the peace. There was no defence, and the sexton got judgment for $40. FLUSH TIMES IN “FRISCO.” Winter Styles in Suicide. An Ofrfees-iul View, Excess of Politeness. BE GOT HIS FEE. Strong Evidence, A Baltimore bookkeeper has committed suicide and left his accounts all straight. It is regarded IE certain thathe was insane.â€" Mamheater Univ/L. " To tell the truth, miss, I ain’t very grateful. When I think of the fact that my legs are both cut 05 fit the knees and then think of the present I got, I can‘t rake up much gratitude,’ “ What was your present '2" .“A pair of roller akatee;"â€"Nebmska State Joitrnal. Chirimble yBung ladyâ€"But riggrdon’t nppsin- to ye yery grapeful for it. The Poor Man’s Grievance. Beggarâ€"Oh, yes, the charitable associa- tioggaye p33 a presen}: fpr Christmas. A startling and important discovery was made when, after long and patient experi- ments, the combination of Nerviline was reached. A grand victory, indeed, for the suffering have an ever-ready, prompt, effi- cient and cheap remedy at ban 1. Do you know that for 10 oents you can buy a trial bottle of Polson’s Nerviline and test its great power over pain of every description ‘2 Polson’s Nerviline cures chills, pain in the stomach, side and back, rheumatismâ€"in fact, all pain. Sold by druggiata and coun- try dealers. Cardinal Manning has astonished his friends by announcing himself a convert to the teachings of Anarchy. “ Every man," he says, “ has a. right to life and a. right to the food necessary to sustain life. Necessity has no law and a. starving man has a. natural right to his neighbor’s bread." The Difficulty of Rooting Up Prejudices Learned at the Mother‘s Knee. One bright June morning. some years ago, a. party of travelling men were gazing out upon one of the most charming land- scapes in t‘ e Susquehanna valley. In the paroy was an English gentleman, whose prejudices were stirred by the lands.- tory tone of the conversation. He grew restless and exclaimed: Be wise in time. Check the little cough, cure the little chill, dispel the little pain, ere the little ailment becomes the strong, unconquemble giant of disease. Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery, taken in time, is a remedy for these ills. “ This may seem to you rawther a pretty scene, but if you want to see really beauti- ful scenery you must go to England, where the air is softer, the grass greener and the flowers more fragrant than here.” A little cough startedâ€"’twas only light ; A little chill shivered the hours of night; A little pain came and began to grow, Then 1commmptzion laid all his brave strength ow. As he finished, one of the part ancestors were of good old revo Yankee stock, turned to him, I more candor than politeness, said A little seed lay in the carter’s path ; A little shoot bowed in the strong wmd's wrath; A little shrub grew, by its roots held fast ; Than a stout true braved all the winter‘s blast. “ My friend, in childhood, at my mother’s knee, 1 was taught three things 1 First, to revere the great Creator ; second, to love the stars and stripes; and third, to hate a Britisher. This is one of the many occasions when I fully realize the beneficial influences of early training.” Among the obstacles What obstruct a. man’s upward progress in thls world are the prejudices which, planted in thechamc- tar-forming period of early youth, he finds have become firmly‘ fixed in his maturer nature. ' The sacred writings of the Chinese are called “ Five Kings.” A work of only four kings is sacred enough for a. gleat many people in this countryâ€"though a man often Wishes he had five kings when the other fellow holds four (teemâ€"Norris- town Herald. WIVtWiérdiffioult to r031: them out. Men may battle as they will; they can seldom en- tirely overcome_their early_impressiqns. _ Do you doubt it? Wand your way to the sanctuary some Snbbath morning. and behold! Universal and Methodist clergy- men occupying the same pulpit! said Mrs. Smith to her sister. Mrs. Davis, as the sound of a child’s shrieks came across the garden from a neighbor’s house. “ What kind of a woman have you for a neighbor ? Does she abuse her children ?” " No, indeed,” replied Mrs. Davis. “ She is one of the most tender mothers in ex- istence. But you see, she believes in the old-fashioned styles of doctoring. When a child needs physio, she fills a spoon with some nauseous dose, lays the little victim flat on her lap, holds his nose till he is forced to open his mouth for breath, when down goes the dreadful mess. Then come the yells.” “ No wonder," said Mrs. Smith, “ Why doesn't she use Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Purgative Pellets? They are effective without being harsh, and are as easy to take as sugar plums. I always give them to my children.” “ And so do I," said Mrs. Davis. Tfie progressive man Biscavers that he must leave his prejudices behind, it he wo_gld ‘ikeep step” in_the ranks: The barr-iers -in the way of the truth- seeker have been broken. Do you doubt it ? See, as may now fre- quently be seen. physicians of different schools joining in consultation over their patients. See eminent members of the medical profession, like Dr. Rabson, of London, and Dr. Gunn, of the medical college, of New York, publicly recommend- ing a proprietary medicine, like Warner’s safe cure, the only sure specific for kidney disorders and the many diseases caused by such disorders, and their views attested by hundreds of regular practitioners of various schools. Note the feet, too, that the leading clergyman, like Rev. Dr. Rankin, ex-Chsp- lsin of the U.S. Senate, and Rev. Dr. Kend- rick, of the Rochester University, one of the international revisers of theNew Tests.- ment, and thousands less well known, publicly recommend this remedy, because it not only cures kidney diseases, but the many common-named diseases caused directly by them. What is known in English history as the “short-lived ” administration, was the ministry which William Poultenay,Earl of Bath, undertook to form Feb. 10th, 1746, and whose term of office closed in two days. _ England obtained formal possession of Gibraltar by the treaty of Utrecht, April 11th, 1713. The great fortress had been taken from the Spaniards by the English nine years before, and held in spite of re- peated attempts at recapture. When medical men and ministers unite in such a. course, who can doubt that intolerance has ceased to rule in the learned professions at least ? Deeds in England were formerly written in Latin or French ; the earliest known in- stance in English is the indenture between the Abbot of Whitby and Robert Bustard, dated at York in 1343. The first see. fight on record was that be- tween the Corinthians and the inhabitants of _CoArcyra.,A664 Before the middle of the seventeenth century tea. was not used in England, and was entirely unknown to the Greeks and Romans. The first public school for the blind was established at Paris, by Valentine Hang, in 1784. Paisley handkerchiefs were first made in 1743. AN ENGLISHMAN INSULTED ! “ Just Hear that Child Scream !” An English Sensation. A Startling Discovery. Chronological Curios. Four Satisfy Them. The Little Seed. the party, whose old revolutionary to him, and, with l hava a positive remedy for the abovadlaense ; by “I ma thousands of macs ofme worst klnd an ‘ oflong It-ndln. luvs been cured. Indeed, so strong WV faith In It. emcacy, that I w“! send TWO BOTTLES k. "‘ “gather with I VALUABLE TREATISE on thin Iflle.f ‘0 In) Inflerer. Give 3111‘ 1m! P. :T A: 'sileUM" T" Branch 0533; 37 YongeSt. I'm-to EDNSUMFTIDN. THE 00mm: REQT KINEMF D U N N’S BAKING POWDER When] any cure I do not mean merely to amp them for. time and then have them return again. 1 menu : ndlcn) eureA [have made the disease ofF‘l'l‘S, EPILEPSY or DALI, ING SICKNESS: life-long study. I warrwt my remcdy lo cure the want canes. Becnusa others huvg felled in no reason {or not now recelvlng a euro. Send It once for I treatise and I Free Bottle of my Infnllible remedy. Gin Express And Post 01110.. It cost. you nothing for 3 mu, Ed I willcurelou. Adar-g" DB. H. G. BOOT, Why a Young Lady Made Three Round Trips in the Street Car. I heard a yarn yesterday that may or may not be true. If not, no harm in its relation; if it be true, however, will the heroine of my tale please forgive me? I do not know her name or Iwould apologize in advance. A sprightly lass, 18 perhaps. stood on the corner of Fifth and Wabash waiting for a University avenue car. Her face wore a pained expression, and there was an uncertainty, a sort of hesitancy in her movements as she advanced to the car that stopped at her hail. As she lifted her skirt and stepped on the rear platform, the cause of her uneasiness became apparent to a group of interested onlookers. About her ankle, almost hiding her boot, a silken ‘ stocking hung, and to it was attached a fragment of stocking support. She made her way to a seat, gracefully hoisted the foot so she could sit upon it, and waited patiently until the car should be emptied so that she could arrange her hesiery. But the passengers were obdurate and refused to leave the car. The end of the line was reached, but before the car was emptied two gentlemen entered to make the down trip. The lady paid her fare again and resigned herself to her fate. Believe it or not as you please, but my informant says that she made three round trips before the desired opportunity came, and then she was so lame from sitting in such a posture for so long a time that she ,had to ride a dozen blocks beyond her destination before she got the ” sleep ” out of her foot. The poor girl told her sister. and she told my sister, and my sister told me. Isn’t that straight enough to be correct information ? â€"â€"St. Paul Pioneer-Press. For 115. Cash furnished on satisfactory gumran‘ Address 0. S. PAGE, Hyde Park, Vermont, U fiififibfihfihfi, ‘3"7'Yhi1‘kfi'sutfiui‘firnntu. AND TRADERS GENERALLY, We want; a. GOOD MAN in your locality to pick IMGUHE FITS! The cleansing, antiseptic and healing qualities of Dr. Sage’s Cntarrh Remedy are unequalled. The Minnesota Railroad Commissioners have not yet got to that part of the sleeping car trouble by which a man travelling rents a lower berth only to be expected to give it up to a lady. Gander-legged gentlemen who have delicacy about displaying their limbs in mounting to the upper perch are still hoping for some sweeping reform.â€" Louisville Courierâ€"Journal. which is Serofula ol'the Lungs, is arrested and cured by this remedy. if mka in the earlier stages of the disease. From its mar- velous power over this terribly fatal disease. when first offering this new world-fumed rem- edy to the public. Dr. Pierce though-t seriously of calling it his “CONSUMPTION CURE," but abandoned that name as too restrictive for a medicine which, from its wonderful com- bination of tonic, or strengthening, alterntive‘ or blood-cleansing. anti-bilious, pectoral, and nutritive properties, is unequaled. not only as a remedv for Consumption. but for all Chronic Diseases of the Sold by Druggists, at $1.00, or Six Bottle; for 5.00. Send ten cents in stamps for Dr. Pierce'a book on Consumption. Address, ' Thoroughly cleanse it b using Dr. Plerce’a Golden DIedical D scovery, and good digestion, a fair skin, buoyant spir‘*s, vital strength and bodily health will be established. Liven Blood, andALungs- For Weak Lungs. Spitting of Blood. Short- ness of Breath, Chronic N {15:11 Catm‘rh, Bron- chitis, Asthma, Severe Coughs. and kindred atf‘ec‘t‘iqns, is ar'n lemcjegt remedyzfl “White Swe lugs." G01 re, 0r Tuck Neck, and Enlarged Glands. Send ten cents in stamps for a large Treatise, with colored plates. on Skin Diseases, or the same amount for a Treatise on Scrofulous Afl‘ections. from a mmmou Blntch. or Eru tion. to the worst Sorofulu. Salt-rheum, “ ever-sores.” Snalv or Rough Skin. in short. all disoases caused by bad blood are conquered by this powerful. purifying, and invigorating inedi- cine. Great Eating Ulcers rapidly heal under its benign influence. Especially has it maul- festet-l its potency in curing Tenor. Eczvmn. Erysipelas. Boils, Carbunclcs. Sore Eyes. Scrof- ulous Sores S‘L'lld Sqel’lings, Hipâ€"j'g‘i'nyDi‘spnuu. u "n .l “FOR THE BLOOD IS THE LIFE." Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Dil- covery acts powerfully upon the Liver, and through that great blood-purifying organ. cleapges @163 system _Of all blood-mints and im- purities, from whatever camse arisin . t is equally efficacious in acting upon I: e id- neys. and other excretory organs, cleansing. strengthening, and healing their diseases. As an appetizing, restorative tonic. it promotes digestion and nutrition, thereby building up both flesh and strength. In malarial districts. this wonderful medicine has gained great celebric ' in curing Fever and Ague, Chills and Fe_ver,_\nmb Agile: anq kindred qigeusiest r toms. No matter what stage it; has reached. Dr. Pierce’s Golden 1'10 ical Discovery will subdue it. if taken according to direc- tions for a reasonable length of time. If not cured, corn “cations multiply and Consump- tion of the ungs, Skin Diseases, Heart Disease. Rheumatism, Kidney Disease, or other grave maladies are quite liable to set in and. sooner ox‘JateL jnducq a. fattgljcrmination. Dr, 'i’iéEEéi’EfiiiEiatâ€"iiim covery names 43,; Hgmons, if you have all, or any considerable number of these symptoms, you are suflerin from that most; common of American 111 milesâ€"â€" Bilious Dyspepsia, or Torpid Liver. associated with Dyspepsia. 0r Indigestion. The more complicated your disease has become. the greater the number and diversity of symp- toms. No matter what stagp it; has reached. n“ n.__.,_-Nn.\‘1_u 1.; ._. Do you feel dull. languid, lowâ€"s irlted. life- less. and indoscribably misei'able. 0th physi- cally and mentally: experience a sense of fullness or bloating after eating, or of “gone- ness.” or emptiness of stomach in the mum- ing. tongue coated, bitter or bad taste in mouth, irregular appetite, dizziness, frequent headaches, blurred eyesight, “ floating specks" before the eyes. nervous prostration or ex- haustion. irritability of temper. hot flushes. alternating with chill‘fl sensations. sharp biting, transient pains ere and there. cola feet, drowsiness after meals, wakefulness, or disturbed and nnrefreshing sleep. constant. indescribable feeling of dread. or of impend- ing“ calainity P World’s Dispensary Medical Association, 663 Main St. BUFFALO, N. Y. Merchants, Butchers, HER TERRIBLE PRE DICAMENT. CONSUMP'lfgpN, .‘L :. enunc--1.. Aau‘.» 1 __‘ Sleeping Car Gymnastics. CALFSKINS HAT DONL. 31‘s AILS YQUA?