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So the next day, at eleven o'clock, he tune into the schoolroom with Mrs.R1yner, who wore her usual air of being drawn into this against what will she had, and we all four crossed the gardm to the stablea, and went up through the harness room to the big room over the coach-house, which look- ed even more comfortable than I had ex- After two hours’ iivork, M r. Rayner called us to look at his sketch, which represented a very lovely girl with dark gray eyes a. little larger than mine. a red-lipped mouth a little smaller, teeth a little whiter, and a. complexion a little creamier in the white parts and a llttle rosier in the red ; and the lirown hair coiled on the top was just a lit- tle gleesier and smoother than mine ever was. It was just a little like me, all the 921w: ; and I was rather hurt when Mrs. Rayner tummoned spirit enough to any that he had flattered me, although I knew it quite well. But Mr. Rayner said gravely that it was impossible for a pOrtrait to flat- ter a handecme woman, and M rs. Rayner raised her thin shoulders in a slight shrug, and turned to leave the room. Huidee rose to follow her, but paused on the threshold to give a last {tn-Tl gaze at the lion and look round for me. : For the floor was polished, and there were two heautilul rugs, a handsome tiger skin, and a. still handsomer lion skin with the head attached. which Haidee crept up to, drew upon her lap, and nursed all the time we were there. At one end of the room was a partition, and behind this partition I guessed that Mr. Rayner slept. There was a bright fire burning in the tiled fire-place, and there were soft easy-chains, rather worn by constant use, huh very comfortable, and .there were pictures on the walls, and there was a dark carved oak cabinet full of curious and beautiful things, and a writing- te‘ble ; and lastly there were the easel and a great confusion of portfolios and half finish- "Very well, but from no other. They re- ?“ind me of the Inquisition. They look like Jesuits.” r1" ed sketches and studies. Altogether the room contrasted very favorably with the mouldv looking drawing room. I’erh’aps Mrs. Rayner thought so as she sat down, with one eagar look round the room. as if she had never seen it before; and then, without any remark, she took out; her knit- ting and worked silently, while I posed again as I had done on the previous day. with my head on one side, and my hands, “Most women begin like that,” said he dri‘bf. mMr. Rayner had placéd them; clasp-ad under my chin, whlle he painted and talked. “Oh, you li‘ttle bigot I Those black fig- ures are just what the hot, rather glaring Spanish scenes want, to relieve the mono~ tony of bright colors and sunshine, You must tolerate them from a picturesque point of View.” “And where is the harm in looking like a Jesuit ‘3 I have a partiality for Jesuits my- self.” "011, not really ?" “Really. Why not ‘3" "They are such sneaking, cowardly crea- tures, always working by xndirect, under- hand meanstand lenvmg their poor tools to bear the storm they themselves have ex- cited. " "But the poor tools are fit for nothing else. It is the daring, clever brain of the Jesuit that weaves the plot; in is on him the chief responsibility lies; and that his part of the work has its dangers is proved by the persecutions and martyrdom that many of his order have suffered. You can- not conquer everything in this world by ihe fists alone ; every clever man who has ever made his wayâ€"'got on,’ as the phrase isâ€"is 8, pomutial Jeeuijfi’» Mn'Rayner' looked a]; me with a. half smile. “You are an excellent model, you. sit so still. It is a pleasure to paint you for that audflfor other reasons,” said he slowly and deliberately, as, without looking up, he went on putting finishing touches to the head. “\Vlmt shall I give you as a. reward for remaining so long without blinking or yawning as all professional models do 9" 1 ru, i “You like those sketches I took in Spain, Miss Christie 2” “Yeaâ€"only there are too many nasty black» priests~ _p1f9w_}ihug‘a_bouj_in thgrp.’: "‘VVell, then, I like the poor fellows who don’t get on, and who have only their fists, beget}: said I, fieqisiyely. 0? course I felt rather indignant, as every girl does, at being classed with “most wot men ;" no I said no more, but only nursed up my lips ; and I saw in the white face of Mrs. Rayner. who had been listening intent- ly to this dialogue, a. faint look of amaze- ment at my presumptiop. _ _ 4 “Nothing, Mr. Rayner: 1 like having it done. It flutters one's vanity to sit to be painted : and flattery is always reward enough for a woman, they my,” said I, laughing and {allowirg Haidee to the door. .A,‘.,A__L:_‘ 0350 . “I shall find somethlng more substantial than that,” said Mr. Rayner, in aJow voice. as if half to himself, looking up with a very kind smile as I left the room. That afternoon Haidee had just run out of the schoolroom at the conclusion of her lessons, when Mr. Rayner came in. He held in his hand an old and shabby little "iv- “The poor painer has not; forgotten his promise, if he dares to call it a. promise," he said, with mock humility. “Now see what ycu have earned by fitting still.” , L, LL- ~:.‘.lAm “-4 Ann-".11 JV". “an. -___.,V, He drew me to the window and opened the case, keeping his eyes fixed upon my face as he did so. The case was lined with OM and worn red velvet, and had evidently not been made for the ornament it contain- ed. This was a large pendant in the form of a. heart, which was a blaze of, what seem- ed to me the most magnificent diamonds I had ever seen. The sight of them inspired me not with pleasure, but terror. I drew a long breath of surprise afind sdmigmtion. “It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." said I at last, not quite able to take in yat the fact that it was meant for me, and hoping agz‘ainss. hope that it was not. "A ___J_ a" -_:J L.- :.. n In" uv. “b "ofâ€"":1 . . “ on hke dlamonds ?" Bald be, m a low voice. - 7- . . .u. . n wr‘l'i‘lmy are lovelyâ€"the most beautiful of jag-mu, I think," said 1, with a break in my IN GOLDEN BMDS. IYm’ould ya! like to have your hair and CHAPTER X.â€"(CONTINUED.) neck and arms covered with "diamonds, like a. duchesa at Court I” 'he asked, still very quietly, but so that‘ I did nor know whether he was speaking seriously 0; not. I looked up and laughed with rather an (fi'ort. ‘ “1? Oh, no! I shouldn’t care for diar monds myself ; I should look absurd in them. Diamonds are for great ladies, not for gavel-nausea.” "fievernesseé become great ladies some- times, don’t they ‘2" said he, returning to his usual! l_igh_t tonef ... . ..n .‘v. m files} of th(m don‘t,” said I in the same manner. "Well, without being a great lady, agov- "Well, without being a great lady, agov- erness_may we_ar an‘ogpamont she has hirly finiég, if it has been fairly earned,” said I, trying to keep up a, little tone of talk, though mytheagt was beating fast_. A . u... “And an you can accept this pretty little thing as the reward of your services to a. grateful painter and a souvenir of our pleasant. morning 8.11 together in the stu- dio." Altogether the beautiful ornament that I had admired so much, but certainly not cov- etod, had brought me more annoyance than pleasure. It procured me one more little trial thatvery evening. \Vhen I got up- stairs, I sat down in the arm-chair, which had its back to the door, took the case out of my pocket, and looked at the ornament. It certainly was very splendid, and I thought as I looked atit and made it flaeh in the setting sun that, if this were paste and worth only fifteen shillings, it was a, great waste‘of money to buy real diamonds,which cost so much more and looked so much bet- ter. And, as l was holding it up to the light and feeling at last a thrill of pleasure in its pOSsesaion, I heard a voice behind me sayâ€"â€" I‘r .-I earnfd, niay qhe {lot ? "0h, nowoh, noâ€" I can't indeed !” said I, earnestly. pushing from me gently the case he was trying to Put into my hand. “Don’t be cfl'endedâ€"don t be angry with me, Mr. Riyner; but the very thought of possessing anything so valuable would be a. burden to me night and day." Mr. Rayner burst into a long laugh. “Oh. you simple little creature! I did not think a Lwndon lady would be so un- sophisticated as to mistake very ordinary paste for diamonds,” said he, with much en- joyment. “This pendant, the enormous val- ue of which frightens you so much, is worth about fifteen shillings. It wasn't even worth having a case made for it ; see, I had to put it into an old case which once con- tained a brooch. No, no. my dear child, you need not be alarmed at the mere money value of the thing, which is very little. It has a value in my eyes, but for a. difl‘erent reason. Lock here." "I ha've with the greatest difficulty pre- vailed upon this proud Miss Christie of ours to accept as a reward of her services as a model a twopennyvhalfpenny trinket, which she a'nnsb told me was not fit to wear.” “Oh, Mr. Rayner 1" He was putting such a. different color upon my reluctance, as if I had not thought it good enough. And there is a great deal of difl'ennce between fifteen shillings and two- pense-helfpenny. I saw Sarah, who was in the rocxn, look at me very sharply, as if she thought governesses had no business to west trinkets at all; and Mrs. Rayner did not look pleased. ‘ ‘ .... ....u- u “But I can fiever wear such a. thing as this, if it is only what you call paste," I ob- jected. “Wear it under your dress, and then the blaze of it will dazzle nobody," said Mr. Rayner, bendmg over me and laughing kind- ly 3‘11; {my reluctance. "1'80 that's the twopenny-halfpenny trink- et. is it '2" ' He turned it over, and I saw on the back a. monogram, and the date 1792, “What are the letters of the monogram 2” I readâ€"“R. G. D." “.‘G. D. R ,’ ” corrected heâ€"“Gerva-s D. Raynerâ€"my own initials and those of my father and grandfather before me. That this belonged to my grandmother nuke sits only value. But I have plenty of relics of her ; my wife has jewels enough at thebank which she never wears ; so you are robbing nobody and pleasing one old friendâ€"I may call myself an old friend already, may I not? â€"very much by accepting this. In full fam- ily conclove at tea, you shall hear me an. nounce the presentation. and then you will be satisfied, won’t you, you modest little girl Y" 87 I took it with most ungracioua feel- ings, which I tried to hide, and thanked ht'm as well as I could. True to his promise M.r._Rayner said to his wife 31‘: tga-time-- Of course it was Sarah. She had come up to bring me some water, and I had plenty in the jug. Her ironical tone and the hard little smearing laugh with which she finished her speech were too much for my temper. I shut up the case, and said coldiyzâ€" r ‘VOEIéouxse M}. Rayner won-1d not give anyone a thing which really cost; only two- pqugdmlfpenny." r I,,‘,A, 7 . . “No. muss not for such aerwces as I D yours.’ And she said it in such a nasty tone that, when she had left the room, I threw the case down upon the table and burst: into tears. W hen I had dried my tears and sat down in my favorite arm-chair to consider my grievances against Sarah, I wondered what had made her take such a strong dislike to me as she seemed to feel. It was true that her manners were not very pleasant or ami- able to anybody ; but there was a maliqnity in the way she looked at me, and a spiteful coldness in her tone if she only asked me if I would have any more coals, as if she thought it was a great deal more than 1 de- served to have a. fire at all. But she had never been so rude and harsh before as she was on this night, and I began to think that the reason for all her unkindness was her annoyance at the great consideration shown to me, for I was, after all, onlya new-comer, while she, who had been in the family for years, was left in her room on the upper storey and was not asked to sit for her por- trait. It seemed a very silly feeling in a woman so old and sensible as Sarah was supposed to be, and who was certainly very well off for a servant, to show such a. mean jealousy of a governess, who is always sup- posed to be a lady. even in those cases when everybody knows that she is not one. That is only fair, as her work is generally so much harder and so much more unpleasant than that of a servant. Then I thought of CH A PTER XI. T! the experiences of the other governesses I had known, and I came k) the conclusion that Sarah must have lived in families where the governess was snubbed- and neghacted as some of my friends had been by their pu- pils' gatents, and so she thought it a. shame that should be so much better treated than most of my s‘iaterhoodu ‘ u n ,p ,pL,,, “She ishnly a crum led rose-leaf after all,” I thought to myse f. "I am getting spoilt, and it is as well that there is some one to let‘ me know that I am no more de- serving than other people-.311” more for- tunate. I suppose I ought to be thankful for S nah l” tor 5 iran 1" - Then I thought of what Mr. Rayner had l said about wearing the dazzling heart under my dress; and it was really so beautiful, and I was so grateful to him for his kind- nessâ€"for it was not his fault that the gift had already brought down so much discom- fort upon meâ€"that I should have liked to do so ; but two reasons prevented me. The one was that if I had fastened it round my neck by a bit of ribbon and it had accidently been seen by some oneâ€"Mrs. Rayner, for instance; not to mention Sarahâ€"I should have felt rather guilty and uncomfortable, as if I had done something to be ash 1med of, that wanted excuses and explanations ; and that feeling is, I think, a pretty sure sign that one is doing what is not quite right. The other reason was that I already wore a souvenir round my neck under my dress, fastened toa watchguard ; it was a little case that I had made out of the back of an old purse, and it contained the bit of paper with Mr.“ Reade’s apology which I had pulled off the rose that evening when I had found the basket of flowers in my “nest.” N ow, if I went on stringing round my neck all the letters and gifts that I received I should some day have as many trnphies round my person as a wild Indian-only I should not take the pride in displaying them that he he did. So I decided to lock up my pretty sparkling heart in my desk, and be content with the less showy pendant I already wore. Sarah had seen it, of course â€"at least she had seen the cover, one even- ing when I had a cold, and she had brought me a cup of errowroot, by Mr. Rayner's orders, while I was undressing. I had sean, by the eager way in which she had fixed her great black eyes upon it, that she was dying to know What it contained, and I was mis- chievously glad that she could not. ‘ Mr. Riyger had given me the pendent on a. Saturday. The next day, when service was over, and we were standing about in the churchyard as usual, before Mr. and M rs. Rayner’s departure gave Haidee and me the signal to go home, Mr. Laurence Reade left his party and stood looklng at the gravestones, until the gradual moving on of the stream of people who were slowly coming out of the porch brought: us past him. Then, as Mr. and Mrs. Rayner stop-- per:1 to speak to some person, Mr. Reade sat â€" And [stepped on the grass, and Haidee knelt d and slowly spelt it out aloud. Mr. Rea e kept his eyes find on the in- ecriptionas be bent over one side of the tombstone, while I looked at it from the other Lbut what he said wasâ€"- “It seems such a. long time since Tues- day.” ' Tuesday was the day on which he had bought the marbles. I could not laugh over a. tombstone before all those people ; so I said gravelyâ€"- “It is just five days.” “Yes, but they have been such long days,’ said he, in a low voice. ~W‘V‘NTOVI; really)” I answered. "The days are getting shqrter n‘ow." . - “Haidee, I'll give you a. penny if you can read that epitaph”â€"pointing to one in worn old English characters. “Miss Caristie. I believe it is as much as you can do; it is more than I can." “Don’t $011 know how long a day seems when you want to see aâ€"a. person, and you can‘t ‘I But perhaps you see the persons you like best to see every city Y” a ,L, s, Wilmaâ€"675673;: my motfier 13-65%), and she is a Iqqg way off,_" said gravely. , n n -, 1, â€" â€""‘â€"A°h,"§gs,v of course 1“ But 1wasn‘t think- ing 9f qne’s family.” J . .- ,pu,,,,,,LL,, "a'i’iegfléprsryou {fire thinking of the pretty girliwho_v§'er9 in your pew last'S upday ?” n In 11 nu “Tne finchesâ€"Etherl and Katie? Oh, no, I wasn't X I see quite enough of them. They're coming again, too, to the school- treat Don't see why they can‘t be con- tented with their own tea-fights. No;I was thinking of somebody quite difl'crent. Can’t you guess who ?” , 1",; ,Ln,‘ He was looking at me now, and not at the inscription at all. And in the pause which followed his words I distinctly heard Mr. Rayner’a bright voice s‘aying archly~ I did not hear her answer; but it was given in a displeased tone; and a minute afterwards she called her son sharply and said that they were waiting for him. But they all stayed in the churchyard for some minutes after that, and then I noticed that Mr. Rayner was still talking to Mrs. Reade, and. that she seemed very much pleased and interested by what he was saying. I just heard her mention “the Bramleys” end “our branch” in her answers ; so I guessed! that they were what Mr. Rayner called "np the genealogical tree” together. ‘1Laufencé seems to héveua gran}. admira- tion for our pretty Miss Cnristie ; doesn't he. Mrs. Reade ? ’ This was to be a busy week in the parish. The school-treat, wnich had been put ofl" this year, first on account of sickness in the village and then because of the wet weather. was now fixed to take place on Saturday; and the following day was to be harvest fes- tival. This was not a very great occasion with us, being signalrzed only by a. special sermon, t‘he harvest thanksgiving hymnsâ€"â€" which would be rather inappropriate this year, as the farmers ware grumbling more than usual at the damage done by the late heavy rainsâ€"and bunches of corn, which those same “thankful people" rather grudg- ed we, in the church windows and round the pulpit. The Misses Reade had undertaken most of the decoration of the church, as the Vicar's wife had enouwh to do in pre. paring for the school-feast and accompany- ing‘sele. .. r... or. u a, We’i‘lâ€"Jgriext day Haidee and I took a longer walk than usual; and, when we returned, Jane met me with a. mysterious air in the hall. “0h, Miss Christie, young Mr. Reade called while you was out and asked to see you. He said he had a message for you. And, when I said you was out and offered to give it you, he said he had better write it, as it was important. So he wrote a note for you ; and please it wasn’t my fault, but Sarah got hold of it, and she took it to Mr. Rayner I told her it was directed to you; but she wouldn’t take no notice.” I went up stairs very much annoyed at this fresh indignity offered me by that hate- ful Sarah, and hurt and sorry beside, for I was longing to know what the note said. As soon as I got into the dining room, how- ever, Mr. Rayner came up to me smiling, andgnt it'intp my hands. ‘ “Here is a billez down which has been left for you, Miss Christie. Now, whom do you expggt One f;on_1?”_ z‘From nobody, Mr. Rayner,” said I blush- ingJ‘gry much. fibisvwas not. a story, because I knew the letter could not be at all the sort of com- munication be implied, but would contain, probably, some formal message from Mrs. Maitland. . I opened it at once to show that I did not think it of any consequence. In only saidâ€"- “Daar Miss Christie,â€"-My sisters find there is so much to be done for the church that thev are afraid they won’t be able to do it all. Would you be so very kind as to undertake part? If you would not mind, I will ride over with the work to-morrow after luncheon, about a. quarter-past two. “Yours sincerelv, "LAURENCE READE." I think I was a. little disappointed in the note; but it was all the better, as 1 could repeat in quite a careless way what it said ; and then, just as I was wondering whether I should tear it up to show that I did not care, I saw that there was something writ- ten on the inside leaf, and I put it back into the (nvelope as if I did not notice what I was doing, and slippod‘into my_pocl§et. Dinner was long that day ; when it was over, I went into the schoolroom and drew out my letter again. The words on the inâ€" aide leaf wereâ€" “Why were you so unkind on Sunday ‘2" I had no way of sending back an answer ; I could only wait till next day at a quarter past two. But I think I could have sung through tfe lessons like the heroine of an opera that afternoon. I had not thought it necessary to mention to Mr. aner the time at which M r. Reade had said he should bring the work ; at a quarter past two we were always in the drawing-room all together. But the next; day,the day of all others when it was impor- tant that I should stay and hear the explan- atians about the work I had to do, Mrs. Rayner asked me, directly after dinner, it I would mind writing some letters for her, to 20 b y that afternoon’s post. I should have. sat down to write them in the drawing-room but Mrs. Rayner saidâ€" . "'“Y'ou' 8'de like to be undisturbed, I know. Shall I send your coffee to your room or to the sch‘oolroom ?“ 5 “Oh, miss, I’ve brought you a parcel, and I have made Ssrsh so wild !” and she laugh- ed delightedly. "I answered the bell and there was Mr. Reade on his horse with this; and he said, Take it to the schoolroom, please ; it’s for Miss (Jaristie ;' and then he got off, and I showed him into the drawing- room. And I saw you wasn’t in there, not yet in the achoolroom. So, when I got into the hall. thinks I, ‘I’ll be beforehand with old Sally this time I" when out she comes, and save, “Give that to me. I’ll give it to Miss Christie.’ 'Never mind.’ says I. half way up the stairsâ€"‘don’t you trouble.’ And she made a. grab at me, but I was too quick for her, and up I ran, and here it is, miss.” 7 7 I said; i'Td my room, if you please," and went up stairs trying to swallow the lump in _my thrqu. .. ..-vn.-....u- lt’was silly of me ; but I liked that half hour in the drawingroom after dinner, and reading the papers over my coffee, and Mr. Rayner‘s amusing comments on the new:â€" it was guch a. pleasant rest. .1... .- I had got though one stupid letterâ€"they were not at all importantâ€"when there was a knock at the door, and J ane came in, gig- glinq and excited. 1. 1,1 7 And Ishe slafiped tlie parcel down upon the tablg trigmphnnfly. W“Thank ylou, Line,” I said quietly. “ It; is only some work for the church from Miss Rande.” Jane’s face fell a little; and then, as if struck by a fresh thought, she glggled again. I cut; the string and opened the parcel to prnve the truth of my words, and showed her the red flannel and the wheatâ€"ears. which were to be sown on in letters to form a text. But in the middle was another note, and a. box wrapped up in paper, both direct ed, to “ Miss Christie ;” and at sight of these little J ane'a delight grow irrepxesaible agtiu. a“ I knew it 1" she began, but stopped herself and said, “ I beg your pardon, miss," ang lei} phe rpom v.ery_demur§ly. But I heard anothe} burst of inerriment as she ran down stairs. Then I opened the note ; It only saidâ€" “Dear Miss Christie,â€"-I take the liberty of sending you a few late roses from a tree in a sheltered corner where the rain cannot spoil them. I hope they won’t smell of cigars; I could not find. a. better box. I will call to fetch the text, if you will let me know when I_can see you._ Au enterprising Uhinamsn has recently opened a. restaurant in Paris. and is now endeavor-lug to educate the Western palate to appreciate the subtile excellence of rot- ten eggs sud bird’s nest soup. In order to prepare the former luxuries in their full perfection fresh ducK’s eggs are covered with a. mixture of cinders, chalk, lye, soda, powdered liquorice root and oil, and are then left for several months. until their yolk becomes first green and finally black. The dsrker;the yolk the greater the deli- cacy. The bird’s nest from which the far- famed soup is made are built by a. species of swallow that abounds on the coasts of Java. Ceylon and Borneo, and practically consist of a. gelatinous substance obtained from marine plants. The nests are boiled either in chicken broth, or in milk of al- monds ; and the result very much resembles vermicelli sou , save that it is far more costly. The hinesa restaurateur also of- fers his customers smoked sharks' {insI dried cuttle-fish, and salted rats; but whether he will make a living by the sale of such toothsome daintiea as these to the Far- isisns is more than doubtful. “Yours sin'gerely. (To BE CONTINUED). More Luxury. “LAUPZENCE READE.” How a. Nutritious blot Can Be Enjoyed - at Trifllng Cost. A contributor. to the London Times 'vrites : Allow me to bring under the notice of your readers some experiments 1 have just concluded, to solve the difficulty of leading our poor in London and elsewhere. The cry is that food is so dear the poor can scarcely live. This cry is true if they want to live on' luxuries, but if they will live on wholesome but plain and healthy fare they can do so for very little. A little overa month ago I determined to give up all ex- pensive articles of food and live almost as cheaply as pasaible. Havxn left off flesh foods for nearly two years, an lecturing fre. quently on the question of food, I knew what to select. Looking over my food ac- counts, I fonni milk, butter, eggs and cheese, with tea and coffee, were fairly ex- pensive articles and none of them necessary, so 1 gave their) up for a time to see results. On Oct. 19 lbegun my experiment; my we‘ght was then 9 stone 8 ounces. I con- tinued this pure vegetarian diet fora month, when my weight was 9 stone three pounds and 12 ounces, or a. gain of 42‘; pounds. My friends said I looked well; I felt well. and did my usual work the same as ever. I walked from ten to fifteen miles daily, seed in; patients or taking exercise. Here is an account of my dietary, which cost me little more than sixpence a day, and I could easily live for less without luxuries. Break- fast consisted of a basin of porridge, made from a mixture of oatmeal and wheatmeal, _which I found more palatable thaneither singly. This I usually eat with bread to in- sure thorough insalivation. Then came bread fried in refined cotton seed oil, or 5 id vegetable haggis. For drink I had a. cup of cocoa or iruit syrup, with warm water and sugar. The cocoa. used was an ordinary one with plenty of starch in it. which makes a thick drink, and no milk is thus required. Dinner consisted of a. thick vegetable soup and bread, potato pie, savory pie, vegetarian pie, vegetable stew, stewed rice and tomatoes, etc. For a second course I had bread plum pudding, stewed rice and fruit, baked sage, tapioca. and apples, stewed prunes, figs, raisins and bread. Tea meal consisted of bread and jim, stewed fruit, or some green stuff, as watercress, celery, tomatoes, etc. I had only three meals a day, and frequently, when very busy. I had only two, and a cup of cocci. and a. biscuit fer supper. ' I always use the wholemeal bread, as it is a,laxative and contains a good deal of nitrogen, which is thrown away with the bran. The cotton , seed oil is a cheap and good cooking oil, and. ‘is impossible to detect. This diet is con- itinued fora month, and now I only take l the animal products when out, not having l them at my table.» A Now compare this diet to one of' flesh or a mixed one. The latest 9. alysis shows flesh to contain from 70 to 7 per cent. of water, the dry residue being very rich in nitrogen, and it contains a little carbon- aceous or fatty matter. Hence, to live on meat alone, as much as eight pounds a day is necessary. Then there are to be consider. ed the diseases of animals, which are com- municable to man if that flesh be not thor- oughly cooked all through; and, as very Iew of our animals live a perfectly natural life, most of them are more or less diseased, especially the fat ones. The excess of ni- trogen taken into the system in eating flesh meat has to be got rid of by the liver, kid- neys, and lungs; hence these organs are overtaxed, and much disease is the conse- quence. in fact, were it not for the flesh iood we doctors would have very little to do. Man living in towns can not afford to eat much flesh, because he does not get sufiiflent exercise and oxygen to»burn up the excess of nitrogen. If he does eat this flesh, and if he eat much, then he must suffer from many complaints, such as indi- gestion, bilious attacks, congested liver, hemorrhoids, tgastric catarrh, and other gartric troubles. If the habit be continued in, gall stones or urinary calculi may follow, or rheumatism and gout. Then the kidneys become diseased and more work is thrown on the heart, which becomes also diseased ; the end is death by one of the lingering dis- eases, which shows a diseased organ some- where. Even epilepsy and many nervous diseases are aggravated by flesh. Cancer is on the increase, and from some observations I have made it may be indirectly traced to flesh. Consumption has only a remote con- nection with flesh, it being due chiefly to want of fresh air. Vegetable food is cheap, contains an abundant supply of nutriment at first cost, and our system are so formed as to use it with least expenditure of vital force. We use no cruelty in obtaining our food, and can easily see if it be wholesome or in a rotten state. By means of our diet much disease is pre- vented, and won most chronic cases of pre- sent disease can be alleviated by it. If we want a cheap dietary we have the following foods to choose from: \Vheat, oats, barley, maize, rice, saga, tapioca, semolina, hominy, peas, beans, lentils, etc., are all concentrat- ed foods, very richin nuii‘iment. Potatoes, pan-snipe, carrots, turnips, onions, cabbage, sprouts, etc.. give the variety, bulk and flavor; to these may be added the sweet herbs for making savory dishes. Apples, peels, currents, gooseberries, plums, straw- berries, rasps, blackberries, and other fruits, With melons, peaches, grapes, etc., are higher priced but wholesome fruits. The dried fruits. as dates, figs, applerinza, our- rants, raisins, etc , are cheap and good. To these may be added tinned goods. Thus one can see the immense variety of tasty things we have, and theso to suit all purses. \Ve can add. to these milk, butter, oheeso, eggs, and honey; which are got without killing animals. Bat if we take animal food, then fish is least injurious then beef and mutton, while veal, pork, game, etc., are very indigestible and ought to be avoid.- ed. Stanley has disooveaed a river in Central Africa, called Kissmeionga. It can not be very far from Lake Nz/ummyum. Congldembla discussion has been held of late in certain social circles as to the finest private residence m Ne Iv York City. The house of \Villiam K. Vanderbilt, on Fifth Aveime, is probably the moat elaborate residence in America. The tramp prefers summer scents to fwin- tor quarters. T. R. ALLISON, L,R,C.P., etc. 84 Claremont Square N. CHEAP LIVING. “40>09