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Not daring to hesitate, Guy opened the door, and went out into the hall,where two ladiesâ€"Lady Capel and her (laughterâ€" came forward eagerly as he appeared, but whom he passed without recognition. They uttered a simultaneous exclamation of dis- tress, and. hurried into the library, and. while one mm to Shirley and caught her in her arms. the other turneqtto nga}_d._ “ Guy, you will not go without me ‘2” she said piteously. “ You will not leave me here? Ah ”â€"with a cry that rang through the roomâ€"“ I forgotâ€"I forgot I” “ Guy,” she said faintly.Y " have you for- gotten how to love me? Are you angry? Havg I vex_ed you ?’_’ At the door Guy paused, with trembling hanaa for the handle, not daring to look at Shirley, and feeling that he could have faced death more easily than those wonder- ing, shining eyes. “ Dear, do you forget ‘2” he asked piti- fully, as he made his way toward the door, moving like a. man suddenly stricken with blindness, Shirley following with the same wistful, puzzled look, which made Oswald watch her with a nameless fear. For a minute no one moved or spoke; then Shirley crept to Guy’s side and raised her fingers to his hands as they were clasped before his face. At the touch, light as it was, a shiver ran through the strong frame, and he uncovered his face and stood erect. I‘I will go,” he said hoarsely. “ It is betterâ€"o1 will. No, my darlingâ€"~how can I take you with me ‘2 You are his Wife, re- member." She had clasped her hands round his arm ; but at the worcls, so heart-rending in their bitter anguish, so hopeless in their misery, the little clinging fingers fell away, and she drew baok_with a. puzzled look. At the broken walling words Guy turned to her, and, as his eyes rested upon her, all the anger died out of them, and s yearning heart-broken tenderness replaced it. He looked at her for a. moment, the girl he loved so wildly, and who had been stolen from him by so base a theft, the girl who was another man‘s wife; then he turned away and covered his face with his hands, and there was breathless silence in the room, during which. had its occupsnts been less absorbed, they might have heard the sound of rapidly approaching wheels. She clung to Guy in a paroxysm of tar ror at the thought, the only clear one now in her bewildered brain. “I am not his wifeâ€"it is impossible! No, no, Guy, do not leave me to himâ€"take me awayâ€"take me away 1 ” ‘ Guy Stuart stood silent, his hands clinched, his head bent, his breathing loud and fast. To let go his vengeance was harder than to part with his own life. To forgive the man who had so terribly wronged him was beyond his strength. The very sight of the livid changed face lying against Oswald’s shoulder goaded him to madness. While her life should last she must suffer through that man I Could any vengeance be too great ? Would any cost be counted if he could be made to suffer in his turn? He liftefl his eyes and turned them full upon his betrayer, and under the hate and bitterness of that look Sir Hugh, brave as he was, felt the color leave his face. A bitter or of anguish and despair rang through he room. She hid her face on his breast, trembling convulsively in every limb, while Guy bowed his head over here in an agony as great as her own, his strong frame trem- bling with the suppressed rage and fury which burned in his heart when he thought of the miseryheiore her. m‘r‘ Shirley, dear, Guy will come away. Be child; you will only make yourself “VHOe willnot hear meâ€"-he never loved merlr 9h! G1_1yâ€"0h,f_}uyl” “ Guy”â€"lifting her head and meeting his sorrowful eyesâ€"“ forgive me l I forgot ! I won’t pain you, dear, any more. My head seems so strange and confused that I do not know what I am saying. Why did I come? I walked allthe way,you lmow.()swald helped meâ€"he was very good ; but he could not help its being so cold. you know. And when I fell he said, ‘ lome back-woome home.’ But I knewthut I mustoome. that if I did not something dreadfulâ€"»~” Again the trembling seized her, and her voice died away on the parched lips. but her eyes still looked upward to his. “ Ah, I remember ! Guy, you will not-there is Something 1 have to ask youflyou will come away from hereflyou will notâ€"oh, Guy “eâ€" she slid down from his arms and sunk at his feet, holding out her little, eager, supplicuting handsâ€"" oh. Guy, if you ever loved meal can see the danger in your face, andâ€"and â€"it terrifles me! Oh, Guy, come awayâ€"- corne away 2” “ You are talking madly,” interrupted Oswald. “ What vengeance can you take that will not fall most heavily upon her? Ah. surely she has suffered enough! Will you add to her misery ? It would be kinder to tear her limb from limb than let her suffer this 2 And yo_u say you love her 2” W‘V‘No, no, I will kneel here! Oswald, lueifi me to plead. Do you not seeâ€"do you not 535â€"” Captain Fairbolme had come to her side, lifting her gentle hands and speaking soothiugly. He saw that the girl’s mind was almost unhinged with misery, and the fever-light in her eyes terrified him, “Do you not see ‘2" she repeated, piteously. “ He will kill him ! Oswald, make him go ; he has suffered so much that his misery hasâ€"” 1.. w. (~4- T7 1 “This scene must end,” said Sir Hugh, advancing. “Major Stuart, if you have any pity for this poor child, who is evi- dently so terribly upset by all the excite- ment she has undergone that she is not conscious of what she is saying, you will leave us. I am at your service whenever you like to call upon me. You can leave my wife to my carinow."‘ “ Go, Guy, for Heaven’s sake, and end this scene I It is killing Shirley.” Oswald said entreatingly, for his cousin’s condition was alarming him greatly ; the fever of her mind was struggling against her physical exhaustion, and she clung to him, panting and breathless, in her agony‘of” terror. “ To leave her thus I" cried Guy bitterly. “ How can I? Fairholme, put yourself in my place. To leave her to that dastard, who has so cruelly betrayed us both! Why did you let her come i? I claim a man’s right to vengeance. Even his life would not be a. sufficientâ€"” come away 2” She was clinging to him as she knelt at his feet in a very delirium of terror, her hands upmised, her hair sweeping the ground. Bending, Guy strove to raise her, but she resisted. ill.” T611 1110. thou that watchest o'er Lintherers of golden honey Through the sapphire clays and sum; . Days that now \m sec 110 mom, Where have fled those toilm‘s bnma \Vith refulgent brmda of umber :7 Learflesa are the vines that clzuuhel' Where they revel held of yore. L‘ilched the mch ambrosia melted in the honeysuckle bells ; Dmiued the nectar from the cells 0f the zenith-looking lily ', While the winds through wan and cii' Hours around us rage and roar. They have robbed the year of swoetm Leaving us its asheu core ; Have thoyfiollowed thee with fleetnss Holding still their wealth in store 7 In cur vigions We beholdâ€" Vi‘ihila the stinging storm-shafts 'mu'rl: (Yet the buried beds of myrtlev All thy honey’b liquid gold. Drained from asphodels of old W here Arcadian fountains spurtlo ruel, cruel, thus to flaunt us hrough the chill of wintry night ! Cruel, cruel, thus to haunt us With sweet visions of delight l Come. we pray thee, come and bring Back thy_troopma¢z'1d sky-fields suun ' ; fl. ., a, A, Story of Woman’s Faithfumessx figggfitfl‘fih‘ifiâ€"tfih‘é year s7 fresh 110116" From the chalice 01' the spring X SHIRLEY ROSS : “ Come, Gentle Spring.“ 111524: I” Capelupaid hurriedly. “He needs you Guy' winced. The mention of her name prgbed the open wound and gave him keen pnm_._ “ It will not hurt you to tell me, 1nd, not will it; hurt me to hear. Nothing can hurt me now, you know, because I am so near the border of that land where all dark places will be made light and all rough places smooth. Tell me, ladwwhy is not Shirley with youji’ Oswald obeyed without a word; and, with a. glance at her daughter, who was crying passionately, with her arms round Shirley, whose eyes were dry and wild and vacant, and who paid no heed to Ruby’s tears and caresses, her ladyship addressed Sir Hughâ€" ” Néthingl Ah, lad, I can believe my old eyes still!” he answered, smiling fainfly. “ D9 not pe nf‘rftiii t9t¢ll_p1_e,Guy.f "I 'have been troubled; but it is'ove}," Guy said steadily. “ Do not think of it, sir. Let us speak of something else.” “You have had some great trouble since I saw you, lad,” went on the tender sympathizing voice~and Guy’s fingers closed over the cold hand in his with a. convulsive pressure. “ Tell it me, Guy.” ” It its-nothing. You need not be broil“- bled for me, Uncle Jasper,” Guy said huskiilyz » “You must pardon this intrusion, Sir Hugh: but'my daughter was in such dis- tress about Shirley~â€"Bhe feared she was ill, andâ€"â€"-â€"-” "‘ No apology is needed,” Sir Hugh said, an expression of intense relief on his coun- tenance as he went forward. “No words can express my rfl‘atitude for your kind Hess, Lady Cape], I fear indeed that this has been too much for Shirley, and I will glaaly leave her in your care. I will send my housekeeper to you.” IAI Guy’s head sunk upon his breast; he could not speak falsely to his uncle now, and yet how could he pain him bythe story he had to tell? “ I have not been suffering,” Sir Jasper said gently. “ Sit down, Ind; you must be wegry.” _ Glfy obeyed at once, throwing himself into an arm~chair by the bed, and trying to screen his face from the keen eyes which were reading all its pain and all its unrest. “You are alone; my boy ?” “ Yes, Uncle Jasper.” “Guy, my dear lad, what is that pain upon your fags ‘2” He left the‘room, and, as he crossed the hall, Shirley’s shrill laughter followed him, and he heard her voice asking Ruby, in a. puzzled tone, why she was crying, what was fihe sorry about, any] to see how happy she was, and to listenâ€" Then came that shrill, dreadful laughter again. ' The old man’s fingers touched his nephew‘s and stopped the nervous restless speech, and Guy, who had risen, resumed his old position, kneeling beside the bed. “ Uncle Jasper "â€"Guy’s voice, eager, tender, and unsteady, broke the silence firstâ€"“ you expected me, did you not ‘2" ” Not you only, dear lad,” said the old man, Whose eyes, dim as they were, saw the terrible change in the face of the man Whom he loved so tenderly. ” You are glad to see me, sir?" “ When am I not glad, Guy?” “And you areâ€"not worse, I hope? You have not been suffering much? Where is Dickson ‘2 I should like to ask him~â€"” eon? “ Inahout half an hour, sir,“ said the attendant’s grave respectful voice ; and Sir Jasper Stuart moved- uneasily on his pil- lows. 1t wan nohard to wait when time was :10 short with him now. It might be measured by hours, even by glinutus. . ‘ Two minutes more passed, and then on the stairs Without sounded a footstep, and into Sir Jasper‘s dying eyes came a gleam of intense eagerness. The door of his room opened quietly, and a tall man entered, crossed the room with rapid step, and knelt down by the bedside. Sir Jasâ€" per’s eyes met his in eager love ; then they went beyond him to seek the other form he so much wished to see, and came back, wistful and questioning, to rest on his nephew’s faca. In the great bedchambcr of the stately London House the fire glowed brightly, and the‘lamp burned with a soft subdued lustre which did not distress the dim eyes of the invalid who lay there, half raised upon his pillows, with yearning impatience upon his face, a face over which the shadow of death was creeping slowly but surély. “‘She is very- lovely,” he fimrmurea to himself ; “ and she looks true. I am glad my_boy will be s_0_ happy.” _ 'The'minutes slippeHABy, the hail ceased, and the moaning of the wind seemed to lease}: Suddenly Dickson ro_se._ “ The carriage-has returned, Sir J asper,” he said quietly. ” Ah, ihat i's well 1 The time seems to go so slowly when one waits.” But even that shadow and that yearning could not quite dim the light of expectation and hope which shone so brightly over the aged countenance, one which even now showed some of the great beauty which had been Sir Jesper's portion. The features, slmrpenefl though they were, were regular and shapely, the masses of white hair were thrown back from his forehead, and the gray eyes. dim and fast growing eightlese now, had been the counterpart of Guy’s. And the face, which in his youth had been so grand, wee grand still with the endur- anml which was upon it, with ite hrnw all patience and its lips all pain. There wuss. pause then, during which the old man’s dim eyes were fixed upon a. sketch which lay before him, a. sketch of Shirley Ross in her fur cap and jacket, which Guy had drawn one day and had given to his uncle, who had smiled at his eloqgganydescrippion‘of Shirley’s beauty. For nearly the whole of his long life, Sir Jasper Stuart had been an invalid, para- lyzed nndcrippled from his manhood, and nobly he had borne his sufl'ering, nobly conquered the rebellious thoughts which were so apt to rise. Until the accident by which he had been laid low, his strength had been even greater than the average. and he had enjoyed life with all the zest given by his superb manhood and his cloud- less fortune ; but suddenl and swiftly the burden of pain and an ering and weary inaction had been laid upon him, and he had taken it up as gallantly, with as brave a smile and as dauntless a front as any knight; of old. And now he was about to lay it down, and he was glad to be free of its pain and weariness at last; “ He will be a good master to you when I am gone. Dickson, and I hope you will serve him as faithfully as you have served me. It would have been pleasant," he added with a. faint smile. “ to see his young Wife flitting about the old rooms, brighten. ing them with the sunshine of her sweet presence; but it is not to be, and I am quite content.” “The cafriage' has just started, Jaspgr."_ Within all was bright and warm and noiseless, without in the London squarethe winter storm raged violently. The hail and sleet dashed against the Windows, the wind roared ceaselessly, and ever and again aflash of lightning gleamed through the darkness. Sir Jasper, leaning back, lis- tened to the swiftly falling hail and the moaning howling wind. “ Rig 8. bad night for them to come home,” he said presently, “But they won’t be thinking of the wind and hail. Has Owens gone yet, Dickson ‘3” “ She has not deceived you. lad '2” Isitnm time they were have, Dick ‘ CHAPTER-XX’. Sir His eyes were closed, but he opened them suddenly, and looked long and linger- ingly at the face of the man he loved so well. 5‘ Kim: me lad." ha whisnered. The sftfliriess Heepened, the gray shadow crept over the suffering face; death was coming £9131:ng “ Poor lad l” murmured the pale lips. “ You will be very lonely. I had so hoped!” “ You do not suffer ‘2” Guy asked bend- ing over him. Y‘No; all suffering is nearly over for me.” “ Thank you, lad; you have made me veg hapgy, Guy.” The door opened softly to admit Dickson, Who came to the bedside noiselessly, then retreated again at a sign from the dying man. He went out quietly, his eyes dim and his lips trembling; the shadow had grown very dark and heavy, that falling shadow of death, The hail had ceased and the sound of the wind was lowered and rain fell. “ Will you not promise me, lad?” “I promise, Uncle Jasper,” Guy said brokenly : and a light of joy, so bright, so vivid, that for a. moment it dispersed the gathering darkness, shone on the dying face. terly “ Shirley is worthy of the truestlove any man could give her,” Major Stuart said huskily. “ But, Uncle Jasper, Why need you be troubled? I must get over it as best I can, and I must try to forget the happy dreams I have dreamed lately.” “‘Forget them! Why?” “Becauseâ€"because they have stolen her from me." “ Stolen her from you, Guyl Who baa «lone tl]is,1ad ”” “One Who called himself my friend." " Your friend! Tell me all, Guy. I can hear any trouble better than this suspenszu and ignorance of what is grieving you.” “Then you are saved the cruelcst pangof all, Guy. There is no pain so hard to bear as that brought by the knowledge of the nnwoxthiness of one we love.” The room was very silent for a space : the light fell upon both faces from the light above them, Sir Jasper’s grave, earnest, pleading, Guy's softened truly, but full of bitter resentment still. It was bitter as death itself to give that promise. Hugh had been merciless to himâ€"why should he Show him mercy ? But, looking at the dying man who loved him, and who had borne a long life of pain so uncomplainingly â€"who, when revenge lay between his fingers, in the hollow of his hand, had laid it asideâ€"he saw to what nobility a man can attain, he saw how much greater even than revenge was the conquest which had made him king over himself. _ “ Guy, you will forgive me. Ah, it is hard, I know I But do not think that he will not suffer ; he will regret his baseness bitterly. How can he be happy if he loves her and sees her misery? Lad, do you remember "â€"the dying face was serene once more as the dying eyes lingered on Guy’s softened faceâ€"“the play we read together so long ago, and which you liked so well? Ah, Guy, ‘how would you be, if He which is the top of judgment should but judge you as you are ‘2’ Forgive him, lad. Promise me you will never seek to harm himâ€"promiseâ€"promise, Guy.” And, simply, am} with as little bitter- ness as he could, Guy told him all. The old man listened in silenca, only the feeble pressure of his thin fingers over Guy’s strong ones showing what he felt, and once or twice a. sudden gleam of anger flashing into his dim eyes. Wrong, insult, injury to himself he could have borne, but injury to Guy cut him deeper far. -1 He sunk buck exhausted ; he had spoken with unusual passion and earnestness, and the feeble frame was not equal to such emotion. Guy bent over him, lifting him in his strong arms and supporting him ten~ derly timing the paroxysm of pain which followed. As he laid him down again, the dfiring eyes met his with a. living light in t em. “ Yes,” Sir Jasper went on, in his grave, pained, weary voice, “ but for him, I should have been as other men, Guyâ€"strong and healthy, able to enjoy life and see good days. He took from me the woman I loved ; he deprived me forever of health and strength, of the dear and close ties of marriage. What woman, even had she loved me, could I have asked to share my life ‘3 Had I no cause for vengeance, Guy ? And yet, when it was in my reach, when, years after, it was in my power to avenge myself fully, to strike every joy he pos- sessed from his hand, even as he had taken them from mine, to shiver to the dust the honors and successes he had won, I refrained. Ah, Guy, dear lad, there is a nobler justice than the justice of revenge! What mercy dare we look for if we grant none ? Lying here, ‘ with the light from the Windows of my Father’s mansion shin- ing upon my homeward path,’ I can look bac_k thankfully to the past, whereasw” “ My poor boy, my poor boy i” he said, as Guy’s head sunk upon his hands in uncontrollable emotion. “It was a cruel deed.” ~ “ Cruel. Could any vengeance be too great for that dastard‘n crime '3” Guy said passionately. ” Tell me, Uncle Jusper~~ you who can judge dispassionatelyw would it be more than justice if I laid him dead at my feet ? If a man attacks you in a fair fight, you can meet him and defend yourself : but a vile traitor who stabs you in the dark, who takes your hand in friena- ship, meaning to betray you basely, who takes from the one precious thing which gladdens your lifeâ€"what punishment»- greet Heaven, what punishment could be severe enough for him ? If I slew him, I should be too merciful,” he said between his teeth ; then, meeting the sorrowful dim eyes, he mmie a. strong effort to regain his self-control. “ Forgive me, dear Uane Jasper 1" he saidJmnding toward him. “ I was wrong to startle you tlmswvery wrong.” “ You were wrongwwry wrong,” his uncle answered quietlyw“ but not because you startled me. Guy, have You forgotten the words, ‘ Vengeance is: Mine; T will repay’ J” “ Uncle Jasper !” LOW and broken and pained were the words now; the madness was dying out of his heart ; the greatness of his grief was not lessened, but it was calmed by the words, so solemnly tender, so deeply sad, which he had heard. 5‘ I was a younger man than you, (Any, when I loved even as you loved, and thought that I was loved in return. But Iwas wrong. She pretended to love me, and one day I found out my mistake. It is a. long story; but I need not give you its details now, Guy. The man who won her from me was my friend, and it was to him I owed the accident which made me what you have known meâ€"a helpless cripple.” A?) exclamation of pain and horror broke from Major Stuart’s lips: :‘ BnL much perli‘ly, such treachery !" amid the young man. panting; with the might of his passion for vengeance, which he strove in vain to conceal. “ No murder could have been so vile. A murderer kills the body, but he has killed my soul.” “ I know how you loved her, Guy ; for once I loved even as you do, and I know how you both suffer,” Bir Jasper said brokenly. “ Every step of this weary road over which you are walking I have trodden, every pang you have suffered I have known â€"every pang, but intensified a hundred- fold, because, while you can honor Shirley still, I found my idol was nothing but clay." “ Hugh, for Heaven’s: salEo. Be silent, Gurylf _ Guy’s bronzed £9.00 paled to the hue of death at the entreaty and pain in tho feeble voice, his lips trembled, and the flash of madness died out of his eyes. “ Forgive me, Uncle Ja'sper ; but, ah, if you knew how I loved her, and how she is suffering.” _ ‘f She? No, poor child!” Guy said bib- Kiss me lad," he whispered. Yesterday afternoon Mrs. B. L. Wood, a prominent lady of the east end of Pitts- burg, was knocked down by two men and robbed of a diamond ring and a wallet con- taining a small sum of money. The as- sault was made on one of the most pro- minent thoroughfares and was witnessed bya number of persons. After securing their plunder the highwaymen started down the street, pursued by several men. The robbers turned on their pursuers and fired several shots, which caused them to give up the chase. Mrs. Wood was not seriously injured. Thisis the fourth time within as many months that defenceless women have been assaulted and robbed in that portion of the city in broad day- light. A band of “ White Caps " made a raid on Friday night in the country back of New Albany, Ind. They visited the house of Mrs. Jones. a widow woman, and whipped soundly her three boys because they would not werk, but left their mother to support the family. Then they visited William Wright, whom they warned to leave the State, and a lawyer from Leaven- worth who had been paying attentions to Mrs. Jones’ daughter. They threatened the latter with tar and feathers unless he left for home within half an hour. He left at once. Guy bent down and touched with his own the bearded lips which had claimed the promise from him. A smile crept into the dying eyes and, reaching the mouth, lingâ€" ered there, Along-drawn sigh rose from the lips, the Weary limbs straightened themselves for their last rest, and, as the storm died in the distance and the wind lulled, the long life of pain was over, and Sir Jasper Stuart was at rest. At rest, with a smile upon his serene faceâ€"at rest, having obtained a promise which was of greater worth than even he had guessea : and the man Whom he loved, and who was left alone in the wide world, longed with a bitter hopeless longing to leave the torture of life and rest there by his aide. “ Facts, my son,” said Old Hyson, “ are dry, hard and harsh things.” “ Don't know about that,” said the young man, softly, “ my engagement to Miss Ethel is a fact, and she’s the tenderest. softest, sweet- est, roundest, deintiest littleâ€"â€"â€"” “ Shut up l” roared the old man, slamming the ledger shut with a bang that upset the ink. “ Get out of the office. You make me sir'; l Bah I” And you would have thought it had been 2,000 years since Old Hyson had said about the same thing to his father, but it was not. It was only about 20 years ago. ~â€"From Burdctte. ' When I smell cloves on a man’s breath my first thought is, “ That man. is a fool.” He thinks he is concealing the smell of whiskey or some other vile smell, and he is only advertising it. There is another reason also why he is a fool. The oil of cloves, which is expressed from them by chewing them, is an active solvent of the enamel of the teeth. Any one who chews cloves will soon notice that it makes their teeth tender. That means that their enamel is disappearing, and the next step is a mouthful of decayed teeth, which all the odors of Araby the blast can never sweeten. When will people learn that the sweetest and rarest smell of all is no smell at all? .1 n im ur industry Among the Annâ€" mese Natives. TraVHliers going from Hong Kong to Bangkok or Singapore by steamer pass along the coast of Anam and near a group of islands that are at once picturesque and curious, says the San Francisco Chronicle. Swallows7 nests are a source oi riches to the region. Their value is said to have been discovered some hundreds of years ago during the reign of. Gia Long, who promised a liberal reward to any one who would discover a new and profitable article of export within this realm. The nests discovered on the island of Nam Ngai were presented to the sovereign, who, faithful to his promise, offered a patent of nobility to the finder. This was respectfully de- clined, and instead a monopoly of the harvest was accepted by the discoverer for himself and his descendants. The privi- leged family was to pay yearly 80 pounds of the nests to the emperor as royalty. On the other hand they were to be exempt from personal taxes, from military service and from contributions of personal labor, such as are common in oriental countries. They formed a family league of 40 or 50 men, elected two of their number as lead- ers, under the title of. gnan and dot, and founded a village convenient for their c0111. merce, which still exists under the name of Yen Xaâ€"J‘ Village of the Swallows’ Nests.” The nests are the product of a salivary se- cretion of the birds. As to, their mercan- tile value they are divided into three dis- tinct categories. The most valuable are those into which there enters a certain proportion of blood. These are called yen hnyet. Singularly enough, they can only be produced by the birds which are affected with a malady resembling consumption and which is attended by copious hem- orrhage. Nests of this kind are in great demand. They are rare and gathered only in the spring. Local tradition says that these birds die of exhaustion or of the con- sumption in its advanced stages, before the end of the second winter. Scientists being scarce among the Anamese, and the French colonists not having yet had sufficient time for observation, it is not known whether this disease is peculiar only to a part of the birds, or whether the salivary secretion that causes the malady causes the death of all of them after a year or two of existence. The smallness of the quantity of these nests annually gatheredâ€"which is only three or four poundsâ€"would seem to indicate that the disease is only partial and peculiar to those possessed of the weakest lungs. All the other nests (yan 59.0) are classed as second quality. Nothing but the saliva of the birds enters into their construction. They are gathered in the spring, summer and autumn. The spring harvest is the most valuable because it includes the two qualities. Two nests of the first quality Weigh one ounce, and are worth at the place of production five Mexican dollars at current value in Anam. Those of the second quality are worth little more than half as much. Nearly all the nests are sold to the Chinese living in the cities of Anam and Ton uin, or sent to Chinese ports. Only the Chinese and some mandarins of the court of Hue, who prefer the Chinese cuisine, can afford the luxury. They are eaten by the Chinese cooked with flesh or with sugar, having been first cleaned of all extraneous c'-ubstances bya liberal appli- cation of hot water. When cooked with fowl or game, fruit of the water-lily is added. Chinese physicians prescribe them as a sovereign remedy for diseases of the lungs, asthma, disordered digestion and most other maladies. There was an athlete named Strochan, Who had plenty of siner and brachan, And he‘d knock a. man down, With an indignant frown, If he failed to pronounce his name Strawn And then a. young butcher nmnod Bolvoir Wont and murdered a 11mm with a clevoir, Because the man couldn’t, 01' possibly wouldn‘t, Pronounce his name properly Hoover. Another Whose last name was Knollys Tried vainly to vote at tho pollys ; But no ballot he cast Because till the last The clerk couldn't pronounce Knollys Noles‘ A young Britisher whose name was Wemyss Went cmzy at last, so it semyss, Because people would not Understand that they ought To call him, not Weemis, but \Veems. Still. They are Stubborn Things. The Evil of Chewing Cloves. “H.113 IBHBDR' NEW ' (‘I'n he; mutinnad.) Struck the Wrong Man. Temperance advocate (looking up signers {0.x the pledge)â€"â€"Brother, may I ask you to 3019:â€" V 016 gentleman (who doesn’t like to drink alone)â€"No, no. You join me first ~it's my callâ€"and then I’ll join you in another. .Wife (composedly)â€"Well, suppose Ihave. Don’t you think we women have as much right to talk over our affairs as you men have to talk over yourg ‘I H.â€"Yes; but-goodness gracious, four hours ! lW.â€"Well, we were talking of forming a. c ub. Hrvâ€"A clubl What kind of a club? W.â€"An anti-gossip club. Husband (irritably)â€"You have been talking with your neighbor across the fence juggrfpur hours. A Case of Spontaneous Combustion. The Victoria Colonist mentions apeculiar case of spontaneous combustion whichhap- pened recently in that city. A merchant named Gordon was in his office one night when a flame broke 'out in another part of the premises. He rushed over to the place and found that an ordinary vulcanized rubber ring which had been brought up from the cellar during the day and placed on an empty cracker box, had taken fire. It was quite alone, and the only tenable theory of the combustion was that it was spontaneous. Old Mother Hubbard, or somebody else recently went to a cupboard in'the royal palace at Madrid and found the future King of Spain. Little Alphonso had been left in charge of his sisters, who deserted him after a time. The royal baby thereupon crawled into a cupboard, the door of which was afterwards closed by some one who did not know that the child wasinside. Nurses, grooms, butlers, pages, seullions, soldiers, relatives, back-stair potentates and front- hall flunkies, grandees, dons and door- keepers, searched the palace for His Majesty. At last he was found, and the throbbing nerves of a great people were stilled by a sensation of joy. Ber Wonderful Claims and Lawyer M mum's Marvellous Faith Therein. Mme. Diss Debar and her wonderful control over Luther G. Marsh, 9. well- known metropolitan lawyer, are the talk of New York just now. â€" Among the portraits shown the reporters at Lawyer Marsh’s house is one of Demos- thenes, looking as if he had been cut all night with the boys ; Socrates, with the hemlock agony on his face, and Aspasia, with an eye and mouth drawn as if Pericles had just got in late from the Areopagus and gone to bed with muddy boots on. Pythagorus looks sick. The large painting of Appius Claudius convinces the spectator that Virginia had a narrow escape indeed, but a fortunate one, when she was killed ; and the portrait of Plato, done by Apellos at the special request of Mme. Diss Debar, is enough to make a reader of the Phaedo feel sick. And the infatuated lawyer, who is just as cute in a case as he ever was, swears that they were painted before his eyes by the spirits of great artists 1 'It flow apfiears thth Mme. Dias Debut was really born in Kentucky, and her maiden name was Ann O’Delia. Salomon. Mme. Di'ss char has occasionally come to the front in the big city for a number of years. There will doubtless be more develop- ments in the case. Her first appearance in New York, so far as the writer of this article knows, was in 1870, when, as Dr. Ferdinand Seeger says, she appeared at the Hahnemann Hospital, where she claimed to be suffering from a hemorrhage. It was found that she onlyr had a bleeding tooth, and she was dis- charged, though not till she had set fire to a mattrass, knifed one or two of the doc- tors and performed sundry other curious feats. Lawyer Luther G. Marsh, 9. member of the New York Park Board, believes her claims implicitly, and has given her his handsome house in Madison avenue, where she is now staying, with Dies Debar and Mr. Marsh. She has produced, “ by the aid of spirits,“ a large number of paintings of people, both famous and common. and Mr. Marsh has them displayed all over his house. He is so completely convinced that her alleged powers are genuine that he recently asked the New York editors to go to his house and investigate. They sent reporters, to his grief, andJ Mme. Diss Bebar’s disgust, who actually treated the whole matterin a sceptical spirit. Be- sides the paintings the madame has furnished Mr. Marsh she has procured let- ters to him from divers great persons of other ages, all of whom tell him that the Diss Debar is no fraud and advise him to put implicit confidence in her. A Among the medical students 91m met at the Hahnemann Hospital was a young Frenchman named Massant. She was for a time an inmate of an insane asylum, and afterward married Massant. Some four years ago Mme. Diss Debar, then a large and richly dressed woman, sporting an enormous diamond cluster at the fastening of her collar, appeared at the bar of the Jefferson Market Police Court and asked Justice Kilbreth for a warrant for Mrs. Florence G. Mayo, landlady of the Imperial Hotel, No. 3 East Fourteenth street. “ I am Editha Diss Debar,” she said, “ and live in the house with this Woman, and she is acting strangely. She hasaboy. and, I believe, she intends to kill him.” The warrant was issued, and next morning the landlady was brought in and told this curious story : “ Thatwoman came to my house in great poverty, and I fed and dressed her. Why, 5110 has on a pair of my stockings right now. Her first husband, she said, was a. nobleman, and her 9-year-old girl has a string of titles a yard long. IIer second husband was an artist. In a little while she had such power over everything about the house that we all got afraid of her. Chairs and tables tipped over and moved about at her will. There were rappinga all over the house; lights appeared suddenly in the dark rooms and went out when any one moved toward them. ()nrx time she ordered 3. china dish, and it flew across the room, struck the wall with such force as to dent it and fell to the floor without breaking.” The madame is very fat; and claims to be the daughter of Lola Montez and King Ludwig. She also claims to be possessed of various supernatural gifts, and says she lived under a. mountain in Thibet with the adepts for a. longtime. These marveln scared the boarders away, and Mrs. Mayo proposed that Mrs. Dies Debar advertise as a clairvoyant, and a notice was put in the papers invitingpeople to call and consult the noted “ Mme. Cag- liostro from Persia." The business paid fairly well,but the “ gifted seeress" refused to divide. By this time, says Mrs. Mayo, she was so completely under the control of the strange woman that she could do noth- ing against “Cagliostro’s” will. Then this mildY pleasant spoken and apparently sensible lady went on to testify to most astonishing things she had witnessed and begged to be released ; so the court dis- solved the connection and the gifted woman went her way. Her next appearance was to secure the arrest of a servant girl for mutilqting a very valuable old painting. The picture proved to be actually worth $20. She had given Mrs. Mayo as security for board an oil painting which she said she selected from the gallery of her father, King Ludwig, and that it was worth 33,000. Mrs. Mayo succeeded in sellingit for $30. Upon his death she marriedvher present husband. Diss Debar. She had two chil- dre_r} by eaph of her twq husbtgndsat A King in a Cupboard. MME. DISS DEBAR. A New Club. J onsonâ€"Tomson isn’t in his right mind, is he ? Bensonâ€"Yea. Jonson â€"Why, he’s a. crank. Bensonâ€"Well, that’s his right mind. Montgomery, Alm, is supplied with the best of pure water by artesian wells. Of practical importance would be a bottle of the only sure-pop corn cureâ€"Putnam’s Painless CornExtmctorâ€"which can be had at any drug store. A continuation ofthe honeymoon and the removal of coma both assured by its use. Beware of imitations. First Dameâ€"How is your husband’s business prospering? Second Dameâ€"He doesn’t; like me to ask him questions about his affairs, but I know he’s getting awfully rich. “Think so?” “Yes, indeed. He’s got so now that he West’s one suit of clothes all the year ’round.”â€"~Dctroit Free Press Your Friend Committed Suicide. You never suspected it, none of his friends dreamed of it, he did not know it himself, but it is exactly what he did, nevertheless. Do you remember his sallow complexion 7 Do you recollect how he used to complain of headaches and constipation ? “ I’m getting quite bilious,” he said to you one day, “ but I guess it’ll pass off. I haven’t done anything for it, because I don’t believe in ‘ dosing.’ " Soon after you heard of his death. It was very sudden, and every one was greatly surprised. If he had taken Dr l’ierce’s Pleasant Purgative Pellets he would be alive and well to-day. Don’t follow his example. The “ Pellets ” are easy to take, mild in their action, and always sure. Two philosophers sat in a Brooklyn bridge car recently. Said one: “The waste of steam in a city like this is some- thing inconceivable. 11". I had in dollars the earning power of all the steam that escapes and otherwise {goes to waste in and around New York city every day I would soon be one of the richest men in the world. Why, from these cars windows you can see hundreds of pipes through which steam is constantly escaping, to say nothing of the boilers on the rivers and bay. The total number of steam boilers in the city is nearly 7,000. The volume of one pound of steam is about twenty-six cubic feet. A cubic inch of water makes about a cubic foot of dry steam. Only a small fraction of the latent heat of steam can be made available in performing work. About seven- tenths of the latent heat are lost through the existence of natural conditions over which man probably never expect to gain control. Two-tenths are lost through imâ€" perfections of mechanism, and about one- tenth is all that can be utilized, even in the ‘ best engines. So, you see, the daily waste is greater than the actual daily consump- tion.” Invantor oftlm Maple Leaf Lance-tooth Cross' cut saw. (RALT, Ont, Ja11.27, 1881â€"]"01‘ about five years previous to two years ago lust()ctober.1 was troubled with kidney and liver trouble, uud finally 1 was confined to my bed and suffered the most excruciating pain, and for two weeks‘ time I did not know whether 1 was dead or alive. My physicians said i had enlargement of the liver, though they gave me only temporary relief. Hearing of the wonderful cures of “ Warner’s Safe Cure ” I began its use, and after I had taken two bottles I noticed a. change for the better. The pains disappeared and my whole system seemed to fool the benefit of the remedy. l have continued taking “ \«Vm‘nor‘s Safe Cure ” and no other medicine since. 1 consider the remedy a. great boon, audjf 1 ever feel out ofrsortsr A Matter of Vital Importance. The following unsolicited opinions from your friends and neighbors, men and women, whom you know and respect, ought to carry conviction to any doubtful mind. These words of gratitude are from those who have been afllicted, but are now well, and the persons giving them are naturally solicitous that others, troubled as were they, may know the means of cure. There is no reason why you should be longer ill from kidney, liver or stomach troubles. You can be cured as well as others. Do not longer delay treatment, but today obtain that which will restore you to permanent health and strength: “ Warner's Sim) Cure fixes me all right. I ngh twenty pounds heavier now than ever before. 296 MncNulv street Nortll,HAl\1’TLTON, Cam, Nov. 2, 185(;.~l have been Riiiiei'ing for over twenty years: from a pain in tholmr-k and onasitlo of ihe head and indigestion. 1 could eat scarcely mun thing, and everything I am disagreed with me. I Was attended by physicians who examined me and stated that I had enlargement of the liver, and that it was impossible to cure mo. They also stated that 1 was suffering from heart disease, inflammation of the bladder, kidney disease. bronchitis and catarrrh, and that it was impossible for me to live. ’l‘hey attended me for three weeks without making any improve- ment i Amy condition. I commenced taking u \v N r‘,.l_ . .H, “ \Varner‘s Safe Cure " and ‘ 1"s Safe Pills,” acting strictly up to directions as to diet, and took thirty-5i}; bottles, and have had the best ofhealth ever since. My reguler weight used to be 180 lbs. When I comumuced “ Warner’s Safe Cum" 1 only weighed 140 lbs. Inow weigh 2101bs. SuzCA'l'nAmxlts,01m, Jam. 24th, mamâ€"About six years ago I was ll grout sufferer from kidney (11593130, and was in misery 0.11 the while. I hardly had strength enough to walk straight and was ashamed to go on the street. The wine across my back were alumst unbem’n hle. and l wasnuablo in llnd rcliof, even 1011]- porm'ily. | lvt‘gaa] Llw use of " Warner‘s Safe U111"c."nu(l insidn mi one week I found relief, and after mkng eight l_)oLLlc:;1 was completely cured. 'l‘nnoxvro, (18 Division‘streetJSept.17,1881! Three years ago last: August my daughter was; taken ill with Bright's alseusn of the kidneys. The best, medical skill in the city was tasked to the utmost, but tonopm‘pose. She was racked with convulsions for fol‘tyreight hours}. Our doctor did his: barn, and went away saying the (3:130 \\ an llOIJGIFEL. After she came out 01' the convulsions, she was very Weak and all her huil‘ fell out. The doctor had left us about a month when I concluded to try “ \Varuer’s Safe Cure," and after having taken six bottles, along with several bottles of " Warner’s Sate l‘ills,”l;saw a. decided change for the better in her condition. After taking twentyfilve bottles thew was {[0011]- plete cure. My daughter has now a. splendid head of hnir and “'01,”,le morn than sltn nvm‘ did (,‘n,\'r1mi\r,(nit.. March 6, 1888.â€"~Iu 1884 I was completely run down. I suffered most severe pains in my back and kidneys, so severe that at times I would almost be prostrated. A loss of ambition, a great desire to urinate, Without the ability of (10mg so, coming from me as it were in drops. The urine was 01' a. peculiar color and contained considerable foreign matter. Ibeeume satisfied that my kidneys were in a. congested state ani that) I was running down rapidly. Finally I concluded to try “ \Vurner’s Sate Cure," and in flirty-eight hours after I had taken the remedy l voided urine that was as black as ink, containing quantities of mucus, pu< and gravel. I continued, and in was not many hours before my urine was of a. natural strmv color, although it contained considerable sediment. The DEUIB in my kidneys subsided as [ centinued the use of the remedy, and it was but. a siren time before 1 was compcher relieved. My urine was gonna] and I can truthfully say that I was cure . Manager for Amm ivuu Express hefm'n ONTARIO TO THE FRONT! His Normal Condition. A Wedding Present Too Solid for Show. \Vaste Si emu. THE COOK’S BEST FRIENB N93 BAKING POWER Mun. scrotulous numors from the system. “Favorite Prescri non ” is the only medicine for women. sold y druggists, u nae;- a positive guayaxfiee, from the manu- facturers. that It yvlli glve satlsfaction in every case or money W1“ b3: refunded J'lghis guaran. 4m- nu ‘nnnn “w:“+n __ .u._ L, cum Ux'muuuy wm uu rerunuea. This guara tee been ' nnr‘ flfhfnnwpfigflaon the bow A“; an. __ 4â€".M.»_-~â€" w -w v-‘uuaV “nu r “Favorite Prescription,” W], in connection with the use or Dr. Golden Medical Discovery, and small doses of Dr. Pierce's. Pur apive Pena Liver Pills). cures L1v9r. V xdney and diseases. .Then' combmed use also blood taunts. and abolishes canoe" scglofulous 31me53 from the system. “ Favorite Pi-escfiption ” is a posi. tive cure for the most complicated and ob- stinate cases of leucorrheu, excessive flowing. painful menstruation. unnatural suppressions. Prolapsus, or falling of the womb. Weak bao‘k, ‘ female weakness,’ anteversxon. rctroversion. bearing-down sensations chronic congestion. inflammation and ulceraiion of the womb, in: (lamination. pain and tenderness in ovaries. accompanied wjtli “ inteignnl heat." As a regulator and promoter of tuna! tional action. at that critical eriod of change from girlhood to womanhoo . “Favorite Preâ€" scription " is a perfectly safe remedial a ‘eut. and can produce only good results. is ' a c unlly efficacious and valuable in its 633065 Winen taken for those disorders and dev‘mfg‘} ments incident to that later and mos* critical pqgigd, knoyn a_s_“ The thgge offlj‘fau Dr. Pierce’s Fav orito Prescription is a legitimate medicine, carefully compounded by an ex erienced and skillful physician. and adapte to woman's delicate organization. It is purely vegetable in its composition and JJEI'feCtl harmless in its effects in any can ition 0 the system. For morning sickness. or nausea. from whatever cause arising, weak stomach. indigestion. dys- pepsia and kindred symptoms. its use. in small do‘ses, will prove ve y bqneflciul. _ <n__.-_.:‘,l n_. _,.NA.,, . . _ _. w w”-.. w, “mm. m... .wwmmc wum. As a so thing and strengthening nervine, “Favorite Prescri tion" is une- qualed and is invaluable in u aying and sub- duing nervous excitability, irritability, ex- haustion, prostration. hysteria. spasms and other distressing. nervous symptoms com- monly attendant upon functional and organic disease of we womb. It induces refreshing sleep and relieves mental anxiety and de- spgndegQY. , Hints About; Spring lIodés from Trust- .worthy Sources. . Light reseda. for the lower akiitg, with bodice and drapery, or else polofiaise of dark olive green, is a favorite combination for spring cloth suits. “ ' Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription is the outgrowth. or result, of the greater“ vnluuble experience; Thousands of testaij nials, received from patients and from 'physi. 0mm: who have tested It in the H10”, aggm- rated and obstinate cases which bud bamed their skill. prove it to be the 9y, wonderful remedy ever devised for the re 91 and cure of suffering women. It 18 not recommended as a “cure-all,” but as 4 most Perfect Specific for woman’s peculiar allments. As a powerful inviioratlng tonic, it imparts strengtl‘l to t 9 whole system. and to the womb and its appendages in particular. For pyerworked, ‘ worn-out," “run-down,” debilitated teachers. milliners. dressmakers, seamstresses, "shop-girls." house. keepers, nursing mothers. and feeble women generally, Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription is the greatest earthly boon, being unequaled 833,11 appetiziggyordial and restorative tqnie. Gowns of suede and pale gray' cloth, trimmed with gold cord and net work laid over white moire, are being sent out by the leading houses for spring wear. The popularity of yoke waists is still manifest, and one of the new very popular styles shows a. closely-fitted lining with pointh yoke. Itin called the “French blouse,” andwill be used for tennis and yachting. A pretty and novel idea that is utilized at weddings is the wearing by the brides- maids" of boas made of flowers. They will be made of violets, forgetanemots, button cups, pinks, daisieu or any small flower which h&rmonizes with the costume. Some of the new fans have as many as nineteen ribs; those studded with silver are novel and the designs, with a row of ribbon down each rib ending in a. bow, are extremely pretty. Some of the gauze fans have a row of pansios painted along the top, which is scalloped out in the shape of the_ flower petals: The great tragedien,‘1“orrest, had a. secret; which everybody ought to learn and profit by. Said ho, “ I owe all my success to the [not that everything l have undertaken l have done thoroughly. 1 never neglect trifles.” That’s the pointâ€"don’t neglect trifles. Don’t neglect that hacking cough, those night-sweats, that feeble and capri- cious appetite, and the other symptoms‘ trifling in themselves, but; awful in their significance. They herald the approach of consumption. You are in danger, but you can be saved. Dr. Pierces Medical Dis- covery will restore you to health and vigor, as it has thousands of others. For all scrofuloue diseases, and consumption is one of them, it i‘l a sovereign remedy. A pretty model of a. school girl’s hat is in blue straw: with the flat brim faced with blue velvet and its halthigh crown sur- mounted by a. full soft crown of white silk, on which rests a bunch of bluettes, while loops of ribbon catch up the back of the brim and extend high on the white crown. A scarlet straw has a. ‘crown of red velvet. The treatment of many thousands of caseeu of those chronic weaknesses and distressing: nihnents peculiar to females. at the .Invalids" Hotel and Surgical Institute. Butmlo, N. Y... has afforded a. vast experience in nicely ada tâ€" ing and thoroughly testing remedies for t a Clue of woman’s xggculianmalgdies. Albert (who attended the funeral of a lady with his mother)â€"â€"Mam, was she drowned? Motherâ€"No, my dear. Why? ‘ Albertâ€"What did they give her that pretty anchor for, then? We accidentally overheard the following dialogue on tlge street ypstgrday. smithLHow Gail I ? You kgow I am a martyr to catarrh. A Universal Language. Unprejudiced people who have heard a: mother talk confidently to her only baby do not; SOB any need in this World for vola» puk. World's Dispensary Medical Association, 683 Main St. BUFFALO. N. Y. J.â€"Do as I did. I had the disease in its: worst form but I am well now. S.â€"What did you do for it ? J.â€"«I used Dr. Sage’s Cutarrh Remedy; It cured me and it will cure you. S.â€"I’ve heard of it, and by Jove I’ll try :1. Jofiesâ€"«Smith, whyhon’t 310:1 stop that. disgugting kuwking 33151 {flitting ? J.â€"IJO so. You’ll find it at all the drug: stores in town. Edwin Forrest’s Secret. DONL. 1788. FASHION NOTES. !, s Hm ()nestion. .1v9r. {Haney and BE (16? nblnea use also removes abolishes caqceprous and fmm a.“ _â€"- 7 ‘ uuu uu"ange_ 3 3195*“ critical 31" are." Q” When taken t Dr. Pieroe’s small laxative Pengtumttle