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“No,” she answered, simgly. as she put Lcr hand on his arm. An so they went 1;an to the_ par}ors. _. 1 1.1 HIS SACRIFICE : Once, twice, down the long room. and then Louie had forgotten that it was only a waltz. A dreamy, delicious languor stole over her ; it was no effort to dance as she was doing; her little feet seemed to move (f them- selves ; while the meltingly sweet music filled the room, now faint and low, now clear and ringing. And Roy, too, had yield- ed to the almost intoxicating pleasure of the momentâ€"the mysterious charm of this last waltz. Unconsciously he clasped closer the dainty, yielding figure in his arms, bending his handsome head until his lips almost touched the soft, wavy hair, and his heart was basting wildly, just ashers was beating too, for within them both was risinga. strong passion deep and true. .1 N. “ Breczex of the Night,’ ” murmured Roy -â€"“it is my favorite vxlse, and I was so sorry when they played it before that I could not dance it with you, Miss Anthon. Are you too tired to try it now?” Nature had made Roy Glenmore noble and true ; the man who had been like a. father to him had brought out and cultivated all the noble qualities with which nature had endowed him. Until he met Louie An~ than love for any woman had never come in- to his heart. It had always seemed to him that love, to be pure and lasting, must be the outgrowth of a long and intimate friendship, the result of a close companionship ; he had never believed in what was termed love at first sight 3 consequently he could scarcely understand the love which, without any pre- lude of friendship, had suddenly awakened in his heart. Yet he knew it was pure and true ; knew that, although it might increase as time Went on, it could never grow any less. Sinkingdown upon a, divan cavered with violet velvet, Louie laid her head against the cushions which formed its back. The flash had all faded out of her face, leaving it very pale ; she clasped her small hands together. wondering why they were tremb‘ ling so. ‘ -r ~ u 1.1 The last sweet note died away ; without one word Roy placed Louie’s hand upon his arm and led her back to the little room, where a few moments before they had been standing. Only a waltz, and yet that waltz had shown Roy Gienmore his own heart; ; he knew that. he loved this girl, whose face from the first had held a charm for him such as no woman’s face had ever: held before. if was not one of the brightest and hap< piest, it was the brightest, happiest evening she had ever spent, and a faint ho e stirred in Roy’s breast that he had helpe to make it the bright, happy evening it had been to her. - #51717,Vi7nnocent, ignorant little Louie, she did not know that; love is born out of a sea of emotions 1 The soft mellow light of an antique metal lamp suspended by silver chains from the ceiling. fell over her ;the dark rich velvet of the cushions brought out in strong relief the lovely fiee with its framework of burn- ished hair ; the brown eyes were all the sweeter for the faint shade of physical weariness in them. \Vith something very like a. sigh Roy seated himself beside her. She had been his partner ina dance, had talked with him, had smiled up into his face; her handhad rested upon his arm, her head had almost touched his breast as they waltzed together ; for a few hours they had been like old friends, and yet it might be long before they met again. It had been only a German to herâ€"ah ! what had it been to him? “YES, so very n'mch ; it was the pleasant- est German I ever attendedâ€"the brightest, hagpiest evening Ikexfler s‘peptfi’ “Have you enjoyed the evening, Miss Anthon ‘2” he asked, mechanically. She raised he head, a. sudden brightness coming into her eyes: “So it was to me,”‘ he said; “and but for you, Miss Annthon, it would not have been so.” A faint rose-flush swept her face. “I, Mr. Glenmore ‘2” “You,” he murmured, that tender smile of his curving his lips as he looked into the uplifted face. “lVith the exception of one or two, all those I met here to-night were strangers to me, consequently I did not ex- pect to have a very enjoyable time; but you have been so kind tome, you have made It seem as though we were not mere ac- qtmintanees, but l'giends.” “ch,” sheauswexcg‘l folding her small hands m hex la ), in a little childish way that was natural to her. “I shall be very glad to‘ man you 101 my friend, Mr. Glen- ;1 ore." ‘ “And Why should we not befriends, Mr. Glenmore. 9” said Louie, impulsively. “I do not think it IS necessary for two people to know each other for just so long a, time before formal acquaintanceship can be drop- ped and friendship taken up. For my pmt, I can always iell when I first met a person whether orlnot I could make that person my friend. ” "l‘hank you,” he said earnestly. “From this time forward I am your friendâ€"1L3 long as my life lasts.” b She looked up at; him, not understanding the grave earnestness in his voice. A sense (.f gladiiess was upon her that this man, who seemed so Llill'erent frcm all the men she had ever metâ€"â€"this man, with the deep, thoughiful eyes. and firm yet tender mouth â€"â€"had promised to be her fiiznd, not for season, nor for a, few years, but as long as his life should last. And he would be such : true. strong, firm fiiendâ€"one to whom She could go for advice, if it need lyeâ€"upon Whose \Vul‘d she could depend. Friendship â€"h::r thoughts went; no farther than that. To have Roy Glenmorc for her- friend" ”was “as happiness gnough. A And yet; though it was only fricndship that had just been declared between them, her eyes dropped as they met his, and rather nervously she to-Ik up the pretty fun which Fay upon her lap. “And will you let me be your triend ‘2” said Roy, wistfully. “Then it isa. bond between usâ€"wc are to be friends always,” she said, \ch a little quiver of gladness In her voice. For Love of IIeI'. CHAPZI'ER XXXL â€" (CONTXXL’EDJ “I must go,” she sail )‘0gl‘etf1flly. “it is too bad, is it not, Mr. (heumure, that pleas- ant evenings seem so very much shorter than unpleasant ones! I hope I shall see you vegy soon.” It was only a, dainty little fan, so frail that he could have crushed it in his hand : yet, Roy Glenmore, walking homewarJ long after midnight, felt all the happier for hav- ing that ivory and satin trifle in his pocket. The evening was gone, the German already belonged to the past, Louie’s words and smiles had become only sweet memories ; but the little fan with the faint perfume of violets clinging to it, was an actual reality, and a sort of mute assurance, too, that Louie Antlion was an actual reality as well. 7‘1 will héve it fixed for you,” mid Roy. quietly; then, after a. slight; pause, “may I bringit to you myself, Miss Ant on?” “Certainly, Mr. Glenxmre.” He took down her address ; for a few mo- ments they sat talking about nothing in par- ticular, merely an interchange of thought and opinion upon different sul:jects; then Louie gathered up her favors which lay be- side heron the divzm. “I think it is a pretty one,” said Louie, f1 ankly. “My friend, Miss Brentw<’od,and I both got one exactly alike when we were in Paris last sumxm r, and we wondered which one would be the first; broken ; mine passed through two receptions unhurt; to- night’s German was too much for it,” laugh- ing gs she spoke. ' Roy took the broken fan to Tiffany’s and had it mended ; then, a, few evenings alter the night of Mrs. Van Alstyne’s German, he carried it back to its owner. It happened that Louie was alone that evening. Muriel having gone out with Arundel to attend a reception at the Union League. of which club Arnndel was a member, and althoug 11 Roy went with the intention of making a. short call, it did not require much persua- sion on Louie’s part to induee him to linger over the half hour, which is ahout the time enerally allotted to a first and formal call. till, although the tall clock in the hall chimed out the hour twice while he was there, it seemed a very short call indeed to Roy G'enmore, and the two hours he spent that evening in the exquisite little reception- room seemed to him about twenty instead of sixty minutes long. "It is too bad," he said, “it is aflbéautiful fan.” That was the beginnim.y of it. For the benefit of the young lady who was visiting her, Mrs. Van Alstyne â€"never so much in her element as when she was entertaining young peopleâ€"gave a series of entertain- ments. Sociables and Germans, some of them informal and impromptu little affairs, but none the less enjoyable because of that. She was indefatigable in getting up theatre parties and flower parties, musicales and private theatricals, the young people of her acquaintance were enthusiastic in her praise, and declared fervently, that there was never such a. charming hostess. She was innocent- ly responsible for a. great mny of the en- gagements which were announced the fol< lowing spring, for many fair girls met their fates in the shape of their future lords, in her handsome parlors, and more than one young man came to the conclusion that the partner she had selected for him in a Ger- man would do admirably u ell for a. partner in the longer and more varied dance of life. The choice colleciton of flowers and rare plants in her conservatory were themutelisteners of many declarations of love, and silver lamps in her olive and gold boudoir shed their soft light over many fair heads that drooped un- der the ardent eagerness that looked out of masculine eyes. Under this hospitable roof Roy and Louie meteach other again and again, and Mrs. Van Alstyne smiled to herself when she came upon them talking; together in the music-room, or looking over her brie-a‘brac in the pretty room she had set apart for her collection of curios and pric:less old china. It had not taken her very long to discover Roy’s secretâ€"the secret he hardly dared to whisper even to himself. and she hoped with all her heart that Louie would come to think of him as she knew he thought of her. Taking; it; from her, Roy examiud it. One of the exquisitely carved ivory slicks had been snapped in two; probably some one of her partners, fanninghcr with it, had handled the delicate szou carciexsly. “\Vhy, it is broken I" she murmmed with some surpr1_se. Mrs. Van Alstyne had more depth and strength in her nature than people gave her credit for 3 under the smiling face and light careless manner a true woman’s heirt was beating a keen, unerring sense of the fitness of things. She had no idea. how affairs stood between Louie and Percy Evringharn. She supposed as that young gentleman had rather suddenly taken his departure, Louie hadrefused him, or at least given him to understand that they never could be any- thing more than friends, conseqznntly she saw nothing wrong in thus throwing Roy and Louie together._ “For if ever two people were suited to e119}! otlfr, thgy are,”_sh§ said to herself. ' As a general thing we dislike the person ‘who reminds us of our sins {:1 a1 short-com- ings. Wedislike the minister who tears away with relentless hands the rags of self- palliextion and self-conceit; which we have wrapped about us and hold up before our own eyes, so that we are forced to see our own nakedness ; we dislike the author who apealm unhesitatingiy of the vices and con- t-rmptihle meanness current among us, for in some one of his works we are sure to find a shoothat fits us as though it heal been made for us ; we dislike the friend who tells us plainly that we are doing the things we. ought not to do, and leaving undone the thin w which we ought to (lo. More than. any one (£50 In: had over 1213‘ did Roy Ulcnmore remind Arum’ul Anihou of his own {0‘11 sin and black (liahonm‘, and: for that reason he disliked lmn. Ho coull The second time Roy called upon Louie ho was introduced to her father and mother, and though Muriel could find. no fault with either his face or his mannerâ€"tho one being as pertect and high bred in its way as was the otherâ€"she could no: help wishing that she knew who the Glenmores were; as for Arundel he took the most unaccountahle and unreasonable dislike to the young man, a dislike which increased in strength the more he saw of him, until he almost hated the sight of tho manly face, with its c‘e 1r eyes and firm_ mohth. CHAPTER XXXII. The week went by. Of course Roy called upon Louie, but she saw him oftener at Mrs. Van Alstyne’s or at the house of some mutual friend than she did at her own home. Every meeting increased the trust and confidence she had. in him, life seemed very bright and fair to her since that night he had promised to be her friend as long as he lived. She had thought to speak to him of Percy Evringham, to tell him how she felt about the matter. to ask his advice and be guided by what he should say ; but the time had gone on and she had not spoken, a. good opportunity to speak had never sea-med to present itself. not bear to meet the true, honest eyes which seemed to look right through him, he could not bear the sound of his clear voice which more than once in his hearing had framed in words thoughts and opinions which showed how thoroughly the young man despised ialsity and deceit. Thenâ€"it was very strange tooâ€"hut there was a. vague intangi- ble something about Roy which reminded Arundel of the brother he had wronged so terriblyâ€"Russel, whom he had left to die alone on the plains of Mexico; not in ap- pearance or manners was he like him, but sometimes the tones of his voice made Aruudel grow faint and sick for a moment, they were so much like the tone of another V0106. Percy had not been able to come on since he went home to Baltimore ; his grandfather ~stntely old Howard Evringham-â€"was in very feeble health; he might go 011' very suddenly, his physician sai , and he could not bear to have Percy leave him for even a. few days. Though he loved his grandfather dearly, it was a. heavy cross to Percy to re- main patiently in Baltimore, when he was longing to get back to Louie Anthon; still, there was no help for it, and he tried to console himself writing to her, and there was not mueh consolation in that either, as, before he left her, Louie had made him prom- ise that he would not mention love in his letters. "ForI want to decide wholly uninflu- enced by any one, even you,” she had said in her frank, truthful way. She received his letters, read them,‘ and answered them, and spent a great deal of her time thinking abeut him. and. tbe an- swer she should give him when he came back to her. Conscientiously and religious- ly Louie was trying to decide whether she loved Percy well enough to be his wife, and she found it a. very hard matter to decide ; so hard, that at last; she gave it up, saying to herself : One afternoon late in February she was sitting alone in her pretty room reading, or rather trying to get up some degree of in- terest in anovel which; though it was one of the latest publications, and had met with the general approval of the public, seemed to her very stupid and uninteresting. To be perfectly candid, it was really not so much the book’s fault as it was Louie’s that she found it so unentertaining. Another day, perhaps, she might have thought it exceedingly bright and interesting ; but the afternoon was dull, and gloomy, and gray, and Louie, who loved blue skies and golden sunshine, was keenly alive to the very de- pressing and dispiriting influence in the at- mosphere._ Had it not been for these thoughts of Percy, which filled her mind and clouded, of so to speak,her mental vision,Louie would have long ere this discoveved the. true nature her feelings for Roy Glenmore. But, although she was totally unconscious of it, she was trying very hard to make herself believe two things ;first, that her friendship for Percy Evringham was love ; second, that her love for Roy Glenmore was friendship. She had almost succeeded, too, when she made a discovery. “I will wait until I see him again, then my own heaxt will tell me whether I love him.” “i wonder why anybody wants to write such books,” she said to herself, and laying it down she took up a. bonbonm'erc Roy Glenmore had brought her the evening pre- vious,and fell to eating chocolate bonbons in a. rather dreary manner. “I think I will go and see Aline this afternoon,” she thought ; “I have not seen her for two days ;” and she Was just about to rise from her chair and change her pretty housedress of pale blue silk and cashmere for a. street costume, when there was a. knock at the door, and a. servant came to the room with a. letter which she said the postman had just brought._ She quite forg -t then she had thought of going to see Aline Brentwood. She sat there thinking deeply and earnestly, while the room grew darker and gioomier as the day drew near its close. If Louie thought â€"â€"-and she honestly did thinkâ€"that she was holding communion with her own heart, she was very much mistaken. She would not allow in to say one word for itself; she stifled its voice with remembranees of Percy, pity for Percy, thoughts of Percy. How kind and tender Percy had always been. Ever since that day when she hail first seen him in the woods of Sehaflhausven, he had always done everything he could do for her; and he loved her, she was quite sure of that wpoor Percy ; and if she should tell him when he came that she could not be his wife, how sorry he would be, What a terrible d' appointment it would be to him, and not Oife glance at the envelope, with its post- mark,Baltimore, and its superscription in a very familiar handwriting, told Louie her letter was from Percy. It was a. short let- ter, little more than anote ; a few lines evi- dently hurriedly written, telling her that she need not be surprised to see him some day that week, as his grandfather was ver much better, andwas quite willing he should leave him for a few days. Louie read it very slowly, then leaned bach in her chair, a perp‘cxed worried look settling upon her face. ‘Porcy was comingâ€" and when he came he would expect, and she must give him her answer; she could not put it; off any longer, vet xt seemed just as hard to decide now whether it should be yes or no, as it had done that snowy De- cember day W1 on he had askedher to be his wife. “If I was as sum that _I loved him 5: I am that I like him, it would be all right,” she said to herself, wearily. “Perhaps it is not in me to love any man, for it seems to me that it; is pleasanter to have u, man £01 a. friend than for a. lover All, I w ish that Percy “as willing to be my friend, just such a friend as Roy Glenmm e. Anu then L3 lie paused 1a.ther abruptly, vaguely cou- suious that Percy could not bec such a11i3ml as BO} 11 as - Roy’s nick eyes noticed the look half sorrowfu about her mouth,the unusual pallor of her face when she entered the parlor, and there was more tenderness in his voice than he was himself aware of as he greeted her. “I have brought you that piece of music we were talking about last evening,” he said, as he seated himself near her. She murmured her thanks asr she took the roll of music, thinking how kind and tllgughyful he was. She had just arrived at this conclusion when there was another tsp at; the door,a.nd again the servant girl came into the room ; this time, not with a letter, but with the in- formation that Mr. Glenmore was in the paglorgmd would like to see her. Roy knew every expression of the face that was so dear to him ; the look upon it now told him as plainly as words could have done that something was troubling her, so he talked brightly and merrily about dif- ferent things until the little sorrowful look disappeared from about the sweet mouth, the soft brown eyes grew happy again. Then she went to the piano and tried the song he had brought her, playing the acâ€" companment while he sang it, and by the time the song was finished, she had almost forgotten the worrying thoughts about Per?!- only to him, but her father and mot-her as well. They would all think her heart-less and cruel ; Percy would go awayâ€"his hand- some face sad and sorrowful, his heart filled with bitterness ; it might be years before life would seem bright to him again. And at this juncture, Louie sighed heavily and said to herself, slowly : _ Percy. ” “Sing me that little German song~the one I like so much,” she said, suddenly, rising from the piano-stool ; and obedient to her request, Roy sat down, and playing his own accompaniment, sang the song she had asked forâ€"a quaint, old air, sweet yet mel- ancholy, set to some passionate words of Heine’s, while Louie. standing beside him, ifaning against the piano, listened dream- 1 y. “Sing it for me,” pleaded Louie, "I love songs that everybody does not know. What is the name of it, Mr. Glenmore ?” He raised his eyes to hers. “Thy Face,” he said simply, yet those two quietly spoken words set Louie’s heart to beating fast and loud, MmeLtm her as though he had said, Your face, Loule Anthon. He played over the soft, sweet prelude, then began, and Louie standing still beside him leaning against the piano, clasped her small hands tightly, the color setting in two bright scarlet; spots upon her checks as she listened : “Thy face is always near me, ’l‘hu’ thou art :3 ar away; It is a. beacon bright and fair To cheer me on my way. It is a star to guide me, Thro’ this busy world of pain : A beacon bright to rest with me, Until we meet. again. “Thy face, ah, me, ’tis always near, "He never from my sight; It haunts me thro’ each long, long day, And fllls my dreams at night. Andyet it_is 0. source of joy. . He did not tell her that since he had known her she was always in his thoughts when he sang that song, and for that; reason itseemed so sweet to him and so sacred too that he never sang itâ€"though it had always been a favorite with him~except when he was alone. “It is a little songI picked up in London; in is not published, 1 believe, on this side of the water, I have never heard it sung or spoken of here ; it, is a simple little thing, still it is_very sweet.” Roy did not know one note from theother on the piano, but was passionately fond of music, and played so beautifully and cor- rectly by ear that people could scarcely be- lieve him when he told them he had never taken a. music lesson, and did not know a. sharp from a flat ; his voiceâ€"~13. clear tenorâ€" was exquisite; had it been properly culti- vated he might have rivaled some of the noted male singers of the day. “"v. _ A “What is that ‘2” askéd Ellie, as he play- ed ovex'a. few bars of a very sweet melody. “The air is lovely, yet it: is not an all fa.- milxar to me.” loy’s face flushed a little as he answered her : It ié iny hééi‘i’é "“r'eé.£iw’€all‘th; And only would lose it, For the vision’s own dear self.” It is not possible for more passionate ten- derness to be thrown into a. song than Roy unconsciously threw into his ; his very heart spoke through the words, the great, deep love he bore this girl found a voice in the song. He knew when he had finished it that he had betrayed himself ;he knew that he told Louie he loved her just as plainly as though he had said in so many words, “1 love you: Ifouie A_n_thon.’_’ __ ' Ha‘f despairinglyflmlf hepefully,he turned his face toward her, and their eyes met. There was no need for words, he had spoken his love through his Song, and the love that was in her heartâ€"the love she had tried to make herself believe was only friendship-â€" the love which would last as long as her lile lastedâ€"spoke through her eyes. She knew now that he loved herâ€" she knew now that she loved him. “Roy 1” ProhuhTy 11:: 011.111 111% 133101 he? in his arms t1: and “thaw, mi 11:): the rustle of sidwn draperies reached t’wm both at that moment, and L mic drew h-J 1f away from him just (2.3 her mother came into 'Lhe room. Loy took his; departure soon after, and when he had gone Louie went; up stairs to her room, and without lightmg the gas, sat down to think over what had transpired. Though the knowledge that Roy loved haX‘ brought with :1" joy and gladness such as she had never known before, still her face grew very sorrowiul when she thought of Percy. A detp, intense happiness swept ovorher, making her face radiant, her eyes wondrous in their loveliness ; and that which read Roy in thase lovelit eyes tilled with the happi- ness deep as her ownâ€"(L happiness with which w: s mingle-L} a. yr cat, glad thankful- ness. Bending; Ans } ' ['le yr "3011 his lips to the little 1mm! u h J. 11w hue :1 srow- flake tip-3:1 the puliflmd rosewood of +the piano. ‘Ju think IV Will'tell him ‘Yes’â€"poor poor Percy,” she said toll-arse”, “nut tell him ‘no’now.” (T0 In; CONTINUED.) What a Veteran Miner from the Far West Says of the Prospectsâ€"The Deeper the Soundings the Greater the Wealth. Mr. W. D. MacGregor, mining engineer. has sent in his report on the Keewatin Co’s mine, and there is nothing contained in the report, though encouraging as it is, that was not anticipated by the company. After giving an elaborate dissertation on the geo- logical formation of the Keewatin district, the report deals with the development, thus far prosecuted, It states ; “ The shafts â€"-models of themselvesâ€"have been sunk following the dip of the vein at an angle of 75° , and give a good showing of quartz. The surface gives us a hard white, some- what silicious quartz, in vein of about five inches in width, with perfectly defined walks, to which it clings tenaciously, bear- ing deposits of iron pyrites, with arsenical iron faintly present, a trace of melibdium, almost 1 oz. of gold to the ton, (specimen assayed about2 oz. of quartz) and a trace of silver. “As we descend the shaft, the amount of mineral contained in the foot and hanging wall will attract the attention of the inex- perienced visitor, and the expert will be looking for traces of the ‘casing.’ About twenty-five feet down these are plainly to be seen, and the classification of the vein is such that there is no room to doubt thatit is a. true fissure one. “At the bottom of the shaft, I find the vein has widened to 18 inches, measuring from a perfectly formed hanging wall to the best defined foot wall I have ever ex- amined. The quarts has changed slightly in general appearance, being now of a bluer tinge, having dark “shades” running through it, with the iron pyrites massed together neerthe casings. These changes indicate a. richer gold deposxt, and the assay furnace is confirmatory of this, as I havehad two specimensâ€"one of casing and one cf quartz â€"â€"assa.yed, with_the following results : A “ With your many advantages of easy transportation, comparatively cheap labor and fuel, water at hand, rich ore and plenty of it, wealthy directors of well known Integri- ty, and an abie, shrewed manager, it is both easy and safe to predict that your stock at par is a paying investment, and that in the near future it will be difficult to obtain it; atgny priqe.” Remarkable Richness of the lice- watin Mine. “ A trace of copper, now present, makes it more certain that a. large and rich feeder will soon be found to enter the vein and in all probability it will be reciprocal with, if not united with, the second vein mentioned in the first part of tliis report. Byville above Rpm-Min, MacGrcgor, one of the oldest, most experienced and well know miners of the far west, has pine: d the Keewatin mine on the same plane a; all the great finds of the United States. llis re. port has been written within the last three weeks, and nothing in it was no: ant cipated by the company. \Vhen it is considered that Professors Chapman, Pike, Walls and Hamilton had all reported their assays as from $105 to 5110 gold per ton,2000 pounds, it can be easily realized that the outside stratas of quartz could pan out $67 per ton, and if specimen cabinet pieces were picked from the dump $1000 per ton would not cov- er the assay. Mr. MacGregor goes on to say that twenty-five feet from the surface “ the classification of the vein is such that there is no room to doubt that it is a true fissure one, and as the formation of a true fissure vein is clear the width of the mineral deposrt increases as depth is attained, it necessarily follows that the value of the mine is also increased. The decomposition of quartz spoken of in the professor’s report has become more and more apparent the further developements progress, and this in itself is a sort of satisfaction to the superin- tendent. who finds the cost of mining much reduced and a great aid to the treasurer’s account. The American papers are begin- ning to see the advantages attending the de- velopement of the Keewatin district, and we clip the following from New York I'm-f, Field and Farm of Feb. 16: “ Not only has coal in abundance been discovered along the Saskatchewan, but the undoubted richness of the gold fields on and around Lake of the “foods is building up a mining town at Rat Portage, 139 miles from here, which bids fair to equal Leadville. From my ob- servations, and the testimony of mining ex- perts both from the States and Canada, the quartz mining in bat section should attract attention and capital from the financial cen- tres of the new and old world. I can only briefly refer to this point in speaking of the richness of Manitoba; so will mention a few of the companies now in active operation and producing gold-bearing ore assaying from $50 to $500 per ton. The “ Kcewaiin,” of Hay island‘, under the management of M. \V. Meaglxer, Whom you will remember as a New York counsellor and journalist. The “ Winnipeg Consolidated” under charge of John R. Brown, well known in New York mining circles a< an (’xpert and pr :.ctical miner. “ The Lake of the “Venus ” and " Hay Island.” incorporated by Winnipeg and New York capitalists, and tho “ Ar- gyle.” These companies are working with best results. The directors, I learn, are men of prominence in finance and busi less, and no wild-cat schom s have deVeloped thus far. Here tire stuck in the above mines is ob- taining a strong foothold,an:l numerous other companies will doubtless be incorporated in the spring.” “Quartz, gold 4 oz. 2; or, say, $82.50 per 2,009 poundsn “Carving, gold, 3 oz. 7; 0}, say; $67 per 2,009 pounds.‘ “The veiti will, without doubt, be found much wider and richer as a greater depth shall be attained, and the quartz much more decomposed. Probably the iron pyrites will be ‘oxidized’ or rusted out by the ac- tion of the water, and this ore, though still refractory. will be much easier worked. and here I must say that the company W111 de- serve {great credit if they erect the first complete mill as they now intend, and I can assure them that the custom work for their furnaces and retort will more than pay them as all the Lake of the \Vood ore is partially refractory. VVfieu papers like the above do not hesi- tate to endorse who Lake of the “foods or Keewatin Llisrict; af.er sending their own men to the spot, surely investors‘cannot but: help feeling sacure in their purchases. GOLD FOR THE TAKING.