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“V‘Hey I is that you Patsegv Butt ! Tell me, Pat-4w, my child, how's your poor, sick pa. toflmv 5’” Christmas comes but once A year. But when It comes it brings good cheer. And when the rush of Christmas Eve busi- ness was over, the shutters barred, and the quiet of night had descended upon the little snow-hound village, the evergreen was re- moved from the window to the back parlor and made more gorgeous than ever with red, white, and blue tapers, cornucopiss, and a. veritable St. Nicholas, with reindeer and pack "That’s it; !" exclaimed Mina Hanford, as the shop-door shut with a. slam “That‘s jest it I I m an old maid. and ought to be used to Iivin’ alnne, dear knows I but Christ- mad’ seems to stir un ‘5“ the soula‘rde faehn‘a in my nature, and I’d a’most be willin’ to give the trade, th‘ m piste-glass windows bev 19ft. me. to heva leetle critter to cuddle up, and make just such ’a Christmaa’ for, as Cy and I usm‘l tn huv‘ when we were young. stern, 1“ Li»: mm read farmynoubu, ‘1 om Tuck ker, why ain’t you ababy ? ' to which pussy onlv res-,ondeti by a blink of his groan eyes, and p ‘rv'pd harder than ever. “Tinkle-tinkle !" rang the shop-bell, and twn PyFâ€"‘fi ampuer on a level with the count- er, nu m'=untad by a shock of shaggy hair, and a shrill vuiun piped, “Please, M-sa Han- fori, ma. sent me over for a. three-cent loaf, an! wants tn knnw if you win trust her a few day's lnhgi‘r.” The little countrv store was veW mixed in ma cnntc-nta, and kept; by!»3 and (2:;er as well am toys and worstedn. W “VPry bad ! Ma.‘ aha”: ben up with him 511 Light, and ’most cr‘ed her eyes out ‘ “Poor ‘ittle critters 1” mutfie‘ ed Miss Han. ford. under Whose rather stiff exterior beat the klnr‘est heart in the world “There, ynu take this seed cake over to your ma, with mv compliments,” and M the tiny girl opened her mouth to express her thanks. she puppet} in a sugar plum, an‘l laughed heart- ily at the amazed face that nodded good bye, and d‘m «peered across the read. “That’s purtv !" said Miss Haniord. It makes me think (f the Christmas sheaf we used to hang out for the birds. They were no kith nnr kin. and if to birds. why not to Bette? Yes. I‘ll do it l” and the happy thought fairly irradiated the rugged face, even as the gleam of sunlight that just then shr'ne through a. rift in the clouds made the tinwel ornaments in the window sparkle ani glitter iike a hundred Christmas candles. The new idea was more fully developed that evening over Miss Hanford’s solitary cup of tea. and plate of hot buttered toast in the wee parlor back of the shop. while Tom Tucker sat by, like his namesake, “singing for his supper ” and keeping up a duet with the kettle that bummed and spluttered on the stove, and to the good woman their song seemed to be, “Then ynu won't hev lunch of a Christmas in yrwr house, tn-mormw '3" “N4 ; ma. says, Santa Claus sent Ward fie cmMn'c mm”: thin year ;” and a big Bob chokrd the. child‘s utterance. L “I feel ‘most as if I was makin’ It for one of my own," said Miss Henford, as she sur- veyed the result of her labor: and tied on her nighteap ; and there was a happy glow at her heart as she said her prayers and went to bed. that lasted into the Christmas dawn and all throughout the service In the old, grey. vine-covered church, although few had wished he); the season's greetings and no gift graced her lonely morning board. “It’s mighty curious. how queer things are arra-ngnd in this world l" solfloquized Miss Honford : “Nut that 3 want to question the ways of vaidenae ; but there in Mrs. Baht, with four youngsters, and not so much as a peppermintdrop to put in their stockings ; Mya here am T, with 3. 101; of knick-knacks gittin’ stale on my hands (thanks to them plate glass windowr,) and pinin‘ to make a Christmas‘ for somebody, and not a klth nor kin belongin' to me, that I han 01, for If brother Cy. had aben in the flesh, he’d 8. turned up like a bad pen "y, long before this, surely I It’s a mystery, and 11 ) mistake I” The overland express from the Pacific Coast, comes steaming and thundering along over a wide. snowy expanse of fist country, and draws up with e snort at a desolate lit- tle wooden station, standing almost alone in the middle of a great prairie. Eager pse- sengers crowd to doors and windows, glad of anything to break the monotony of their long journey, and the sight that meets their eyes is novel enough to keep them there. A At that moment her eye fell upon a card lying on the top of a pile of pasteboard sou venira, and took it up. In represmted a. Jaiy and child feeding a (lock 01 retina, and below was printed, “At Christmas, open widn thy heart "' “Any sort cf ChrirtmLs makea a fat pocket- book for ynu. I suppose,” laughs M s. Pul- si"e\r.â€" "Not this year Tue new shnp with plata glass windows, up the street, haa out into my trade sadly ; but, thank the Lord, Tom Tucker and I don’t med much," stud Miss Hanford patted a big black and white cat duzlug on nue vn/i‘ 05’ th: 041mm. ‘ ‘16 la Hort o’ lounaome, thuugh, livin’ all alum, ’apvciall v abnuc Cmiacmaa Sometimes I git dveadful blue, all down in the mouth.” â€"“Nn wmnder, poor thing !’ r‘jakm. Mrs. Pulsifer, sympathetically "You ought in have mv thr-‘e yuung Iogues; you’d never have time to be dull, than. Bum, good-byv; I mustn’t chatter anwther minutu; all the oddmeuts for the Etuokinga are t; I be bought yet Miss Hnnford'a little village shop looked unusudlv faster just; bnfore Christmas, with its strings of chem, but bright!y painted tin tows, its gay cards, n.an wonderful rl‘spluy of .vuvhted work, to say no hing of the ever- green bash that adarned the wintluw. burg with a variety of timel 01112117184“ that; gins- tered like silver and gold whenever the sun struck them. Tu-day, howrv r, no flntur lng suube nu dmwes that way. fur old Sol haw 33-! fi 11 his flu}- bsxxezth s, hazvy gray Vail, and a nick snwrvifl falling quietly but: aim-4i y. as Though it mannt hardness, and Miss danfo-“d'a t ca is almost; as glumny as the skv overhear 5, while she m «chug crewPls. and anle ta ‘ eedlea fur gvrelty Mrs Puluifm‘, the Doumr's wife. â€"â€" "It wifl be a white Chriutmas after all,” mya that cherry little woman, whll Athe materials to complute hm- hus‘wanvi'a elinper saga, are being tied up‘ “when, they do My, is bad for the doctoru " “Yw-; ‘A green’Um’istmas muRVS a fat churchyardf and 2:0 mistake,” highs Miss Hanford. A CBRflSTMAS STORY. NUGGET. BY AGNES CARR SAGE “Thev are all my popp'iea : Poppy Sam, Puppy Jack, Puppy Kl’, and Poppy Pater; but big Pop Cy. is my real true one; and oh ! 1mm knew What thvy will do with- out their Nugget !" And the bonny little face grew very gobisr at the thought. “No. She went to Heaven three years ago, when the partridge berries were ripe, 3111 Pop Kit says, it's a. nicer place than in en Redskin Canon.” “and lel have lived with these rough men ever since 2" “They are not rough ‘Z" cried the child, flashing up in an instant; “they are Nug- get‘s dear, darling Popp'es, and I love them. and shall go back to cook for the ‘mess,’ just as so: 1i as I learn to read and Write, nnd keep house like a lady ;" and she burst into a wild fit of weeping, and was only pacified by many gentle words and s. sight of the little ourtained berth in the sleeping car, which she was to occupy during her trip. The pain of parting over, however, Nug- get became as happy as & huh, and the pet and plaything of all on the train Her little red gown fluttered up and down the narrow aisle, like s me bright tropicel bird ; her golden head peered into every crack and corner, and her quaint speeches were a. con- stant fund of amusement, while her brown ey es openzd in surprise at all the new things she was constantly seeing and hearing, for she was as simple and ignorant, as well as fresh and sweet. as s. prairie flower trans- planted from Western wilds. The great; cities they passed through were a perpetual wonder, and she was never weary of gazing out of the window,! until, just :as they left Chicago, a he svy snow-storm set in, so thick and dense as to shut out all the scene. "What; it: your name, little dear ‘2" asked sweet faced Mrs Earnsworth, drawing the little strangzr to a. seat beside her.â€"- “Nug- get !” â€"â€"-- “Nugget! But that is not a. name; have you no ocher ?” “Prize Nugget of Gold Ore Czsmp ! That's all. The men gave it to me, muse they say, I’m worth my weight in gold. Never had any luck at the minus till I came there. Sometimes they call me ‘Nug,’ for short.” “What is yo'ur fabhex cuffed; for I sup- poge.__ona 01 the_ae men is your father?" "‘But he won't know where to find me!” cried Nugget, in alarm ; “he will never thing? of looking fo_r mg in a. anqw-ba‘njx"â€"r “No, she won’t; for she don’t know it herself Idon’t b’lieva she knows there’s such slittle gal as me in the world. Pop said she didn’t.” "Well, that’s strange; but, never mind, Nugget will be as merry as she can, even it we are snow-bound. I’m going out now, to explore, and may be I’ll see a. snow-bird, to send a. message to Santa Claus by.” And the cheery old fellow tramped off, lesvinghis little friend somewhat comforted. But Nugget wee ununually quiet all day, although she helped to bunch the “greens,” and when she had hidden her friends good- night, and was tucked away in her berth- Iobbed herself to sleep, overcome with dll, appointment and homelickneu. "We should be in New York to-n‘ght,” said the conductor, “but it looks very much as though we should spend our Christmas on the road.” - “To-night is Christmas Eve, sure enough!” said Mr. Grundy, a jolly-faced old bachelor, and then looked down to see a dismayed lit- tle fa :e peering up into his. “Well, Nug- get, what is it ‘2" “Isn’t that the night Santa Claus comes ‘3” “I believe it is 1 It’s lucky he didn’t travel by this train.” A “Sure enougE ; but I guess Aunt: Hannah will tell him you are coming, and have the stqoking filled.” . He came back an hour later, with his arms full of pine, laurel, and holly. and the ladies amused themselves in decorating the parlor cars, hanging wreaths in the windows. and festooning garlands along the sides, until it was trgnsformed into a perfect green bower. “Thatfa my aunt ! And I am her Christ;- mas present from Pop. Poppy Sam says I nan get share in time for Santa Claus to fill my stocking.” “Have yoti 'no mother '2" aEkmd Mrs, Farygworfih, I: was very strange, whirling along through this White m Est, and gradually the train mov d slower and slower, the engine seeming to have to work [to way through deep drifts, until on rising one morning, the passengers found themselvea at rest, and were informed they had come to a stand-still in the dead country, and couldgo no further until the snow-plows which had be-m tele- graphed for, should come to dig them out. "0h ! oh ! oh !” came a chorus of (heap poinjed yojcep. m _ r The passengers are deer-1y interested and crowd round, to inquire the history of the new-comer. "She is not exactly a. passenger," any: the gentlemanly oflioial, “as she is sent by express ; but I can’t put her in the exâ€" press car. Tnere is her label ;" and he pointed to a card tacked on the sleeve of the little fur 003.17, and addressed to “Thq luck of the camp will g':- with "her, I’m afraid," groans another ; and then the “engine blows film signal for departure. and amid gobs and handwhnkes the child is lift- ed to the platfo- m and waves farewell. while we groun of men shout, “Giva the little ’un a semi-wfiâ€"Hurrah ! for the Nugget of Gold Ora Camp 1" and loud chcers awaken the echoes as $529 condurz’tnr enters the Pullman our, leading the wee girl by the hand, _ “And give har the very heat of everyâ€" thing," puts in another, while hé draws a a‘eeve actuss his eyes ; “no'33hin’, I reckon, is: too good for our Nugget. ” group of miners in rough attire, with bronz- ed he s and unkempt bearda, are clustered about a. little girl of some eight or nine years. clad in a costume strange to the patted darlings of fashion, but Warm and comfort- able for 1.th bitter winter weather. A gown of coarse scarle‘. Hannah-such as men's shirts are formed of. and n rudely fauhi ned fur coat and cap, made by loving but unskill- ful fiugara Nothing, however, can mar the winsome beauty of the little maid, WhOBO eves are dewy with tears, as she clings round the neck of one oi the mr‘n, and holds up her lips, to he kissed by all the otflera. “You will look after my little gal, and take her safe,” says the tall man who holds her, with a break in his voice, to the con duc'nr, as he presses a generous fee into his hand. “ Miss Hannah Hanford, Hollywell, The manufacture of mild steel by the Bessemer recess has, it is said, been so greatly re need in cost in England that steel ships of the same class have come to be offer- ed at precisely the same price as iron. This possibility, idle remarked, arisesllargely from the fact that a steel ship of a given strength can be made of much lighter weight than one of iron. “It is enough for me to see you so happy at my little party,” the hostess opened her mouth to any , when she was imerrupted by a tremendous kn cking at the front door and hurried off In aflurry, to open it. m u . , -r-_ _-. There stood a very 12.;g'e man and a very small g‘rl, looking like the big bear and the little hear of the old fairy story, wrapped in their fur coats. “Here, Miss danford, I've brought you a. jally Christmas-box this time), and no mis- take,” said the big bear ; "express charges all pgld.” “Bless us, and save us 1" cried Miss Han- ford, fee'iog for her spec‘acles; but the man had disappeared and the little bear was clinging to her skirts and atlmmering out, “ Yuur Aunt Hannah, I know, and please. I'm Nugget, fr .111 Gold Ore Camp. Pop says, I’m to live with you, and go to school; and here is a paper to tell you all about it." How the tongues ran! Haw Tommy Butt beat hit; big drum, and Mat moved his tin. trumpet! How Hefty hid behind the 80‘s., to read her new fairy buck, and how I’Ltsy carressed a coveted doil, wirh may cheeks, with wild delight ! While Chri- stmas chesr and chn rity reign-v (1 over all. “It in a shame !" exclaimed Mat, as he 365 d vwn his mug. claimed at the hat drop; “Every one has a. present, except Miss Hun- ford; it isn't fall‘ !" It wasa perfect evening to all, except Tom Tucker, who considered his none out of joint, and sang in vain for his upper, until Hattie took compassion on him and gave: him half a doughnut. The cozy parlor behind Miss Hanford's shop was envision of comfort and homely cheer on that Christmas night, with the crimson curtains drawn, and a glorious fire crackling merrily on the hearth. As the well-washed faces of the four lvttle Bstts reflected all the, brightness as they gatherâ€" ed around the sfimple Christmas tree twink- ling with tiny lights, and 'made their months into round 0 s, with delight. Miss Hanfnrd hustled about l'ke n. motherly old- hen, passing doughnuts, filling; mugs of sweet cider, an distributing the little gifts of which she had robbed the store, to glad- den 1he occasion. Three minutes later, Miss Hanford was reading a. letter from her long-lust brother Cy., in which he begged her to care for his motherlesa girl, 0 ying and laughing over Nugget, while she warmed the child’s hands at the fire, and feeling that she was no long- er all alone in the world. “Now I know Why I wanted so to make a. Chris:maa tree,” she thought, as the grace- ful little figure danced around the ever- green, exalaiming with delight, “itia ever so much prettier than the trees in Redskin canon, and I meet. haye grown in Heeven, And then the quaint little child drew from beneath her scarlet gown an old blue woolen 500k that was fastened about her waist. It was filled with rich gold dust and ore, a. gif; from “Cy Hanford to his dear sister Hann \h.” So Mina Hanford had her Christmas pre- sent after all, and said it would more than make up for all she had lost by the new store, while visions of plate-glass window in her own little shop, danced through her LA-) “Nugget said, she was “so glad she had come in time for 3 little bit of Christmas, and the lovely tree,” and when at midnight Miss Hanford bent ovu- the golden head, nestled in the centre of her big feather pil- low, she wu sure no one in Hollywell had had so sweet 3 Christmas-box as her pre- cious lxttle Nugget from Gold Ore Cunp. I am Vaure," while the Euartétte of VB‘AEE; aat_by_ in_surprised silence. head. The Victor’s Crown S hould adorn tha brow of the inventor of the great corn cure, Putnam’s Painless Corn Ex- tractor. It work: quickly, never makes a. sore spot, and in 'nat the thing you wmt. See that you get utnam’nPainieu born Ex- tractor, {he lire, Info and pslnleu cure for There is no occasion for a. man with a. cold in his head to be idle. He’s up to his sneeze in business. So this railroad Cristmas was not so bad. after all; for the travelers gathered togethzr in the pine decked. parlor out, where many games and sweet carols made the hours fly. Nugget; was the guy eat of the guy, the blue snood binding her soft yellow hair; and. hugging her first real doll closely in her arms, never realized that she was an express package, unxil Hullywell was reached just after dark. More sad good-byes had then to be said, and she was i ned over to the tender care of an express- men, with a oowred wagon and pair of prancing horses. “Ho. came: 12h» good Santa Cmus came, after 311 I" cried Nugget in wildest glea; “and I am sure, the wow birds sent ~him awIâ€"good news-â€"the conductor told them that thfl track had been clenred ’and that they would be cfi‘in tan minuies. Christmas dawned in a flood of sunshine, and the occupants of the second sleeper on the eastwm‘d-bound 12min were awakened at an early hour by glad shoutshom sectoin 7, where Nugget was sitting up in her bad, in veatigating the treasures hiddenin her Szmta Claus stocking, and “Merry Christmas 1” resonnied from ba hind the curtains on a1] sides The 0' 11‘1uufior, who was a Yankee, and handy with the knife, carved some funny little animals out of wood, and ayoung lady contributed a pretty hluu halr-rihbo 3, While to crnwn all, Mm Farms-Fioth made her way to the baggage car, and managed to open har trunk, and bring out a beautiful wax-(101] that she wan carrying to her own niece. “I can buy Effia another, in New York.” she said, and faatmed the doll to the top (f the B'Otking. “See, isn’t that pathetic K" I: was Mrs. Farnsworth who spoke, pointing to a little red stocking pinned to the curtain of the child a bed, which she had hung there in the faint hope that the Snowbirds might till 85. N‘cholas of her whereabox‘ts “Can't we fill it with something?" asked Mr. Gruniy. "111 drop a. bright silver-dol- ler in the toe." And he suited the action to the word. “They gave me acme rosy apples and a few nuts over at yonder farm-house toâ€"day,” Enid Fred Howell, and they ratt‘ed in after the silver. A correspondent of this paper, noting these facts, and anxious to s<~e how boots and shoes were turned out in this wholesale fashion, visited one of the large factories of the ci’y. The establishment in questionâ€" long known totho trade of Canada as J. & T. Bellâ€"happened to be the oldest in Canada. To give an idea of the vitrlity of some of these Montreal firms, it may be mention- ed that this firm has been in continuous ex- istence since 1824. It was founded by the late Alexander Bell, whose brother Joshua had started in the boot and shoe line in 1819. Joshua and Thomas. sons of Alex. Bell, continued in the steps of their father, each on his own account. It is not ofth that brothers, having embarked on their own ac count, join hands in business again, but these two separate firms were amalgamated in 1845.and the result is, the firm ofJ. (is 1‘. Bell stands to this day as one of the leading boot and shoe establishments in Canada engaged on the finer class of goods. The factory and warercoms comprise seven flats, the-estabâ€" lishment turning out several thousand pairs per week. A fine corliss engine occupies the basement, and the first floor is taken up with machines for cutting and shaping the soles of boots. A complete sole is cut out at each stroke of the machine, and another machine presses the sole into the shape of the foot. There are other machines for splitting thesoleand formaking it of uniform thickness ;and again another machine cuts a groove in the c w’ge of the sole so that the sewing can afterwards he done. On another flit the uppers are cut and passed in to an- other department to be sewn together. The sewing is done by m'whinery, of course, and this firm were the first to introduce shoe machinery of any kind into Canada, having as early as 1845 imported a Singer machine from New York to sew uppers with. From this time dates the adoption of machinery in the boot and shoe trade of Canada. Dzn- nis Barron, a mrn who has been in the em- ploy of the firm for 43 years, mentioned the introduction of the machine as a great cur- iosity in the shop, adding that the circum- stance was emphasized in his memory by re- ceiving in the same case a Bible as a present from Mr. Bell. Judging from this incident, and the fact that many of the other employ- ees have been with the firm for periods of 20 and 25 yearsâ€"several girls having come as children and left only on the occasion of their marriageâ€"there must have been a great deal of good will existing between the rm and itsemployees. Speaking of machin- ery, the change that has taken place in this respect in the boot and shoe trade is wonder- f nl. Almost everything that was done by hand thirtyyears ago is now performed by ma- chines, except the lasting process, and even this is now largely done by machinery on some of the lower grades of boots in the S .ates. Although thirty years comprehends the era of machinery in this line the most important improvements have been eflected within the last fifteen years. Making the button holes for button boots, for instance, was done by hand till within a few years ago. This once tedious process is now done on a peculiar machine, which will but- ton-hole 60 pairs of boots, or a total of 1200 button holes a day. Another com» paratively new machine will stitch and trim the edges of uppers at one operation, and does its work in the most exact man- ner. Still another machine does the “ skiv- ing" or beveling of the edge of an upper, and here again the machine work is an improve- ment on the hand process, being done quick- ly and evenly, whereas by hand it required a certain “ knack" which many otherwise excellent workmen could not attain. There is one curious machine which turns an edge During the past ten years the leather busineae has been developing as one of our great national industries ; and it is probeble that in a few more years Ceneda will have acquired no mean reputation abroad as a manufac'urer of leather, and leather goods. These industries have developed greatly in the province of Quebec, owing partly to the cheepneas of labor and its facilities for tan- ning the raw leather. 0th of 60 tunneriee for tanning sole leather, about two thirds are in the province of Qlebec Montreal alone has 25 canneries,end out of $10 000,000 worth of leather made annually in Canada, Montreal dealers and manufactu rera take over $5,000,000. There are some 35 boot and shoe factories in the city, a. leuther-board works, five factories for making trunks, valiaee, aatehela, etch, and the total hende employ- ed over 5,000, besides those to whom work is given out to do at their homes. These boot and shoe establishments produce 15,- 000 pairs every day or $5,500 000 worth a year ; about (six per cent. of which are new sent to foreign countries. The Boot and Shoe Trade of Montreal- With perfect nonchalance he nailed the boards back again into place, while the “ smart" man pensively 5mm :ered down the street. muttering to him‘aelf: “ What a foolyl was to guess at the dono- mination." “ You said ghhl/ dollar, ‘1 belie've. ITEm oan_'t_be yours then, par} it ?”7 The stranger smm came back with an axe, and unyier the dittcflona of ihe “smart” mun, who Seemed willing to let the other do all thewurk, the boards were Lakeu up. The man with the axe wiped fiche perspira- tinn fr: In his brow, and reaching dawn through the opening seiz ‘d the money and brought: up, not a half-dollar, but: a dollar, whic}! he coolly pm: in his pocket, sayi, g : ” \Vhy, you see I was v- alkfng along hem, and I hempwnad to takv out: an handful of ionse Chung», and at Silver half Collzir alip- pxad through my fingers, and rolled down through this crack.” “ I see. Why don’t yO‘l get it out ‘2” “ Haven't anything 1: : p‘y up xhe boards with, and I can’t reach 1?. with my one. Tell you what I’ll do. If you’ll go Low” to this house over them and bone .v an axe, or a. hammer, 01' 80H. thing, I'll 5% here and watch the phase, mad at) shares when we get the half-dollar.” " All right I" And the eecctnd man went for the implameut, While the “ smart" man 59.3011 the. aidewflk, and smiled to himue-f. Dishonesty often cheats itseif. It in the tendency of trickery to stumble over Its own tzick; and humbug naturally falls victim to It: own shallowness- A: a. man, who pride» Hume“ on being “smart,” was walking in the suburbs of Boston & ahnrt tima ago, l-e e‘mncmi to luck through the cracks in the wooden aidewalk, and saw the gleam of a Biker coin Seeing smother man app~ O‘ch ing he got down on his knees uni began to putr anxioualy through the crack The «stranger came up, and fleeing the man in a humble, though not devout. posture, natur- ally asked “ what was up," mza'mag what was dawn. Sharp. In the race between unchecked imagina- tion and sic ntific achievement the former sa'ldom wins by much more th m a now. The submarine boat of Jules Vergue’s story, direct, d by the mysterious Crptain Name, sinkingq ship and sailing backwards and forwards through her rigging “ like needle through a piece of s‘il-cloth, ’ has not ceas- ed to impress our imagination, and yet here is Mr. Nordenfeldt, with thirty nine officers representing every European Power, anx- iously watching the performance of a. vessel in which he fairly puts the novelist’s ima- gination to shame. From the accounts which sre published it seems that every objection has been met and overcome with wonderful ingenuity: if the engines which are sinking the boat break down, she returns at once to the surface ; she cannot sink too far, for an automatic arrangement loses the throttle- valve at any given depth ; she has been driven sixteen miles at three knots an hour Without returning to the surface, and she can run 150 miles without recoalmg. Most importsnt of all, a. pendulum, working of course sutomxticslly, keeps two bow rud- ders in such respective positions than an “ even keel” is absolutely assured. This last is the main point. What every one who steps inside will ask is, Will she turn over? Even the extraordinary moral and physical influence of such a boat in modern warhre will hardly receive due attention untiithiselementary matter is s atiled. Other doubts as to her conduct, for instance in a maels rem or if hustled by a whole, are of on importance compared to the possibility of standing on one’s head in the stoke-hole in ten fathoms of water. Rutland paper-e tell the story of a. farmer in that neighboreood, a widower and well to do, who not long ago wrote to a. woman near by whom he had never seen, describ- ing his circumstances. He told her that if he did not hear from her to the contrary within two weeks he would call with a flin- iater and marry her. No letter came, and he carried out 1113 threat at the appointed time. ~ is abeautiful present to give any lady. But there i-= a little book published inpam- phlet form, with no pretensions to literary mexit, that would be as appropriate, and might be the means of swing u life. It is called D: R, V. Pierce’s treatiae on disem- es of women, for Whom peculiar trouble: the “Favorite Prescription” is especially designed. Mia-profusely illustrated with Wood-cuts and colored plates, and wlll be sent to any addrem for ten cents in stam , by the VVorld’n Dispensary Medical 8- sooiatlon, Bufl‘slo, N. Y. Never stop at the church door to ask about the music. In choir within. An Inventor’s Advice. GeorgeS‘evenson when advising young men how to get on would finish bygsaying, “ Do as I have doneâ€"persevere.” For fifteen years he ploddud and worked before giving the finishing touches to his locomo- tive. In as many days those persevering in the use of Dr. Pierce’s “Golden Medical Discovery,” have experienced great relief and found themselves on the high rosd to health. Liver complaints, impure blood, chronic lung diseases and many others yield to its healing influences never to return. All druggi ts. Paradoxicalâ€"A man generally refuses to vote the straight ticket when he wants to avoid a crooked one. “ Plenty of room at the top,” remarked a dealer as he opened an Ipple barrel and found It only halt~ full. If you are bilioua, take Dr. Pierca’a “ Pleasant Purgative Pallets," the original “ Little L ver Pills.” Of all druggists. of leather in upon itself, and with the help of cement, will make a sort of hem complete in one operation. Another triumph of skill lnthis class of work is the machine which will sew in the sole of a boot in less than half a minute, and others are the heel trimmers, scourers and burnishers. The last named machine consists of a. steel burnisher heated from within by a jet of gas, and moving round the heel, pressing hard to the heel as it moves back and forth and giving a perfect polish to it as it travels by an nntlma‘io motion over every part of the heel 0: e of these sets of burnisbcrs will do 7 cases, : r i420 pairs of boots 3 day. i‘here are also [buffing-machines which by means of sand- paper-ed. cylin iers impart a finished and vel- 1 vety feel and appearance to the soles of the l boots; and army o..her cantrivances which are an improvement on manual lab xr in point of speed and n rfection of Work, com: prising in all some 30 or 40 different kinds of machines, 0):] being asked as to the effects oi the small pox epidemic on the bu iness, Messrs J 'l‘ Hagar and J Ah“, Stephens, the managing partners of the l firm, said that as fir as their 0 am trade was concerned they had had a very satisfactory season; and niw hed samples prepared tor ‘ their travelers to start out for the coml: g season, with every prospect of a good trade. They had a wider range of goods than fore, having gone into men’s at well as ladies,boote and shoes, which had been their sole specialty for someseesuns pest. While they worked only on the better class of goods and employ)"- therefore the better class of workmen, they had taken extra. pre- cautions against smallpox, even though it was the opinion of some medical men that contagion could not be carried in boots and shoes owing to the disinfecting nature of the chemicals used in preparing the leather. They had withdrawn all Work such as bind- ing, etc.. formerly done by work people out- side, and had everything done on their own premises, and they had not only had all their employees vaccin ted, but had caused aninsp-ction of their promises to be made by an independent physician, and have had subsequent weekly visits to the factory made by a doctor who sees that none of the employees or their families are suffering from the disease. Hence with all these pre- cautions, ot which their customers hwe been aware. they have not suffered in business. Happily, also the disease has of late great- ly ebsted, end this, together with the pre- cautions taken by M lexntreal merchants generally, will restore general confidence in trade. Your correspondent was pleased to learn thst it is the intention of two or three of the principel boot and shoe manufac- turers here to send samples of their products to the Colonial and Indian Exhibition to he held in London next year. They will certainly do Canada credit. Longfellow‘s Birthday Book A Wonderful Ship.