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:rivouâ€"I'EV7828r devotedly aid lovingly; WARREN." Which done he burned the second genuine letter in a aolemn “ I didn't meet your cousin himself,” he wrote With a very doubtful handâ€"it was herd to have even to refer to the subject at all to Elsie; “but I came across Mrs. Messinger one afternoon, strolling in the lane, With her pet purl, and looking very pretty in her light half mourning, though a trifle paler and thinner than I had yet known her. She attributes her paleness, however. to too much gaiety during the London season and to the late hours of our Bohemian society. I hope a few weeks at Whitestund will set her frilly up again and that when I have next sn oppor. cunity of meeting her, I may be able to send you a. good report of her health and h Lppiness. " How meagre, how vepid, how icjune, how conventional! Old Mrs. “’alpole of the Vicarage herself could not have worded it more bsldly or more flabbily. And this was the letter he had been burning to write : this the opportunity he had been so eegerly awaiting! What a note to send to his divine Elsie 1 He tore it up and wrote it again helfâ€"a-dczen times over, before he was finally satisfied to accept his disatbfaction as on immutable, inevitable, and unconqner- nble fact. And then, he compenseted him- self by writing out in full, for his own more subjective gratification, the tort of letter he would have liked to write her, if circum- stances permitted itâ€"a burning letter of fervid love, beginning, “ My own darling, darling Elsie,” and ending, with hearts and darts :and fears 3nd protestations, Winifred coughedâ€"s little dry cough. Women always take sympathetic remarks about their ill health in a disparaging sense to their personal appearance. “ A London season 1” she answered smiling; yet even her smile had as certain unwanted air of sad- ness about it. “ Too many of Mrs. Bouverie Barton’s literary evenings have unhinged me, I suppose. My small brains have been overstimulated.â€"You've not been up to the Hall yet to see us, Mr. Ralf. I saw the Mud Turtle come ploughing bravely in some three or four days ago, and I wondered you'd never looked up old friends.» For of course you know I owe you something: it was you who first brought dear Hugh to Whitestrsnd." ‘ How Warren ever got through the re- mainder of that slippery interview, gliding with difl'iculty over the thin ice, he hardly knew. He walked with \‘x'iuifred to the end of the lane, talking in Vague generalities of .politeness; and than, with some lame excuse of the stem, of the tide. he took a brusque and hasty leave of her. He felt lnmself guilty for talking to her at all, considering the terms on which he stood with her husband. Bus Elsie's will overrode everything. theu he wrote to Elsie, that letter he had looked forward to so long and eagerly, it; was with 3 heavy heart and on accusing conscience; for he fell: somehow. from the forced gaiety of Winifred's ostentatioust careless manner, that things were not going quite so smooth- ly as a wedding-bell at the Hell Already. That poor young wife was ill at ease. How~ ever, for Elsie’s sake, he would make the best of it. “’hy worry and trouble poor heartbroken Elsie more than absolutely needful with “’inifrcd's possible or actual misfortunes? " I hardly did know you.” he answer- ed with a forced smile. ' I’ve not been accustomed to see you .1 black before, Mrs. Massinger.â€"Am’ 0 say the truth, when I come to loc' at you you're paler and thinner than when I last met you.” CH API'ER XX Vin-REPORTING Pnoc BESS by accident or design, with Hugh Maesinaer. Fate seemed persistently to interpoee be. tween them. Once or twice, indeed, Wini- fred said with some Stht naperity to her husband. “Don'li you think, Hugh, if is were only for old acquaintance' sake, we ought to aek that creature Ralf some day to dinner ?” THE THREAD OF LIFE Bu: Hugh, who was yielding enouazh in certain matters, was as marble here: he could never consent to receive his enemy, of his own accord, beneath his own roofâ€"for Whitestrand. after all, was his own in reality. “ No," he growled out, looking up from his paper testily. “ I don’t. like the fellow. I've heard things about him that make me sorry I ever accepted his hospital- ity. If you happen to meet him, Winifred, prowling about the place and trying to intercept you, I forbid you to speak to 1m." “You forbid me, Hu 1) ‘3" " Yes"â€"coldlyâ€"â€"" I orbid you.” Winifred hit her lip, and was discreetly silent. No need to answer. Those two proud wills were beginning already to clash more ominously one against the other. “Very Well,” the young wife thought in silence to herself; “ if he means to mow me up, seraglio and zennna fashion, in my own rooms, ne should hire a guard and some Cireaseiun slaves, and present; me with a gas hmak to cover my face with." A day or two later, as she strolled on some errand into the placid village, she came suddenly upon Warren R-lr', in his rough jersey and sailor cap, hitnglng about the lane, sketchbook in hand, not; with- out some vogue expectation, as Hugh had mid. of accidentally intercepting liver. It; wasapainful duty, but Elsie had lcid it u on him ; and Elsie's will was law now. Naturally, he had never told Elsie about the meeting with Hugh at the Cheyne Row Club. If he had, she would never have im- posed so difficult, delicate, and dangerous a task upon him. But; she knew nothing; and so she had sent him on this painful errand. Winifred smiled a frank smile of recog- nition as she came up close to him. The painter pulled off his awkward cap awk- wardly and unakilfully. The words gave him an uncomfortable thrill; they seemed so ominous, so mu_ch true): than ihe t_h_o_u_g‘nt them. “ _ “ You were going to pass me by, Mr. Ralf,” she said, with & good-humoured nod. “ You won’t recognise me or have anything to do with me, perhaps, now I'm married and done for l” Warren Ralf spent muiy days that sum- mer at, Whinestrund. cxuising vaguely about the mouth of the Cnar, or wandering and sketching among the salbmaruh meadows; but he never happened to‘cgym face to face, SUNSHINE AND SHADE. OR, holocaust wich a. lighted fuaee, and out off ‘ that stilted formal nme to “Dam- Miss Challoner " with mmy regrets and deepen Idem: aspirations. And as soon as he had idropped it into the village letter-box, all 1 aglow with shame, the Mud Turtle was soon under way, with full canvas set, before a breathless air. on her voyage once more to Lawesboft. Edie noted his downcost look and supreas- ed sigh. “You goose !" she said afterwards. “ Pray, what did you expect? D) you think the girl’s bound to jump down your throat like a. ripe goosebarry! {sho‘s worth win- ning, she‘s worth waiting for. A woman who can love as Eisie has loved can't: be ex- pected to dance a. polka at ten minutes’ no- tice on the morral remains of her dead self. But then, a woman who can it. V: as Eisie has loved must love in the end a man Worth lov- ing.â€"I don't, say I vs a very high opinion of you in other ways, \Varron. As a. man of business, you’re simply nowhere ; you youldn’n have sold those three pictures 3n _ London, you know, last autumn if ‘xt hadn’t been for your amiable sis~ teX‘s persistent: touting; but as a. marrying man. I consider you‘reAl, eighteen carat, a. Perfect hundred-guine5 priza in the matri- monml market." Warren glanced into the depths of Elsie's dark eyes with an inquiring look. “ May it be Elsie i” he asked. all tremors. She looked back at him, frankly and open- ly. “ Yes, Wan-en, if you like," she said in a simple straightforward tone that dis- armed criticism. The answer. in fact, half displeased him. She granted it too easily, with too little reserve. He Would he ve pre- ferred it even if she had said “ No, ’ with a. trifle more coyuess, more maidenly timidity. The half is often better than the whole. She assented like one to whcm assent is a matter of slight importsucs. He had leave to call her Elsie in too brotherly a fashion. It mus clear the permission meant nothing to her. And to him in mighc have mesLt so much, so much ! He hit his lip, and an- swered shyly, “ Thank you.” “ It's a pity he can't séu his ' ictures bet- ter,” Elsie said one day com‘ lentiaxly to Edie. “ He does so deserve .:; they're rally lovely. Every dawaatch him, I find Before the end of the winter, Elsie and Warren found they had settled down into a quiet brotherly and sisterly relation, which to Elsie's mind left: nothing further to be de- sired; while to Wan-en it seen.;d about as bid fin} arrangement as the nature of things could easily have permitrud. Still, he had one little buttress left for his failing hopes: there was no denying that Elsie’s interests in his art, as art, increased daily. She le'c him give her lessons in water colours n‘ow, and she watched his on patient and delicate work with constant ad- miration, among the rocks and boys of the inexhaustible Riviera. During that second sunny winter at San Remo, in fact, they grew for the first time to know one another. War- ren‘s devotion told slowly, for no woman is wholly proof in some lost corner of her heart against a man's determined and persistent love. She could not love him in return, to be {sure : ',0 no ; impossible : all that was over long ago, for ever: an ingrain- ed sense of womanly consistency barred the way to love for the rest of the sgts. But she liked him immense- ly ; she saw his strong points ; She admired his earnestness, his goodness, his singleness of purpose, his worship of his art, and his hopeless and chivalrous attachment to herself into the bargain. its very hopeless- ness touched her profoundly. He could never expect her to return his love ; of that she was sure ; but he loved her for all that ; and she acknowledged it gratefully. in one word, she liked him as much as it is possiblefora Women to like a man she is not and cannot ever be in love with. “Is that right yet, Miss Challoner?’ ‘Varren asked one day, with a glance at his canvas, as he am; With Edie and Elsie on the deck of the Mud-Turtle. paimiug in a mass of hanging ruddy-brown seaweed, whose redness of tone Elsie thought he had somewhat needlessly (xaggemted. “ Why ‘ Miss Chulloner ?‘ ’ E lie asked ed with one of her sudden arch looks an her brother. “We're all in the family, now, you know, VVarten. Why not ‘ Elsie ?' She’s Elsie of course to all the rest of us." When he did return, with the southward title of invalide and swallows, Elsie had left the first poignancy of her grief a your behind her ; but “’nrren sow quite clearly still, with a. sinking heart, that she was true as ever to the Hugh that was not and that never had been. She received him kindly, like a friend and ahrother ; but her manner was none the less the cold fixed manner of a woman who had lived her life out to the bitter end‘ and whose heart has been broken once and for ever. When Warren saw her. his soul despaired. He felt: it was cruel even to hope. But Elie, most cheerful of optimists, laughed him to scorn. “ If I were a man,” she cried boldly, and then broke off. That favourite feminine aposiope- sis is the most cutting known form of criticism. Warren noted it, and half took heart, half desponded again more utterly than ever. But. Winifred never mentioned to Hugh that she had met and spoken to " that. creature Ralf,” with whom he had so stern- ly and authoritatively forbidden her to hold any sort of communication. This was had â€"-a beginning of evil. The first great breach was surely opening out by slow degrees be- tween them. A Week later. as the yaw] lay idle on her native mud in Yarmouth harbour, W'arren Ralf, calling at the post-affine for his ex- pected budget, received a. letter with a French stamp on it, and a. postmark beer- ing the magical words, “ St Martin de Lan- toxque, Alpea Maritimes,” which made his quick breath curls and go spasmodlcally. He tore in open with a beating heart. " Dear Mr. Ralf,” it said simplyâ€"~“ How very kind of you to take the trouble of going to \Vhibestrend and sending me so lull and careful an amount of deer Winifred. Thank you ever so much for all your good- ness. But you are always kind. I have learnt to expect it.â€"Yours very sincerely. ELSIE CHALLONEB.” That was all ; those few short words ; but Warren Rolf lived on that brief note night and morning, till the time came when he might return once more in his small craft to the South and to Elsie. self left; alone in the big wide world, with a husband who, as she was now beginning to suspect, had married her for the sake of her money onlv, while his heart W38 still fixed upon no one but Elsie. Poor lonely child : in waa a. dismal outlook for her. Her soul was sad. She couldn't bear to bxazen things out any longer in Londonâ€"to smile and smile and be inwardly miserable. She must come back now. she said plaintively, to her own piople in (last old Snfi‘olk. The moment was a specially trying one for \Vinifred. A month later, a little heir to the W'hitestrand estates was expected to to present himself on the theatre of exis- tence. When he actually arrived upon the stage of life, however, poor frail lil’cle waif, it was only just to be carried across it once, a speechless supernumerary, in a nurse’s arms, and to breathe his small soul out in a. single gasp before he had even learnt how to cry aloud like an English baby. This final misfortune, coming close on the heels of all the reel), broke down poor Winifred’e health terribly. A new chapter of life opened be- fore her. She ceased to be the sprightly, lively girl she had once been. She .feln‘her- T0-Hu'gh, this proposition was simply un~ endurable. He shrunk from Whitestrand with «deadly shrinking. Everything about the es- tate he had made his own was utterly distaste- ful uo'nimandfraughs with horrorkThehouse, That Sumo, Win'cr "lan a, sudden change in Hugh Msssingcr's ii imrcimi positim. He. found himself the actual and undouble possessor of tho manor of Whitestrsnd. Winter always tried Mrs. Meysoy. like the bulk of us nowadays, her Weak points were lungy. Of late, she had suffered each season more and more from bronchitis, and Hugh had done his disinterested bus: to her to go abroad to some warmer climate. His solicitude for her health, indeed, was truly filial, and not without reason. If she chose Madeira. or Algiers or Egypt, for ex- ample, she could at least be well out of her new son's way for six months of tile year ; and Hugh was beginning to realiz», as time went on, a. little too acutely that he had married the estate and manor of Whitestmnd with all its encumbrances, a mother-in lwv included ; while if, on the other hand, she preferred Nico or Cannes or Psu, or even Florence, or any other continental resort, may could at anyrate have an agreeable place to visit her in, if they were suddenly summoned away to her side by the telegra- phic calls of domestic piety. But Mrs Mey- sey, true metal to the core, wouldn't hear of wintering away from Sufl'olk. She clung to Whitestrand With East Anglican persist- ence. Where was one better off, indeed, than in one’s own house, with one's own people to attend and comfort one? If the March winds blew hard at the Hall, were there not deadly Mistrals at Mentone and gusts oi foggy Fohn at dreary Davos Plstz ? lf you gained in the dsily tale of registered sunshine at Hyeres or at Bordighera, did not a superabundsnce of olive oil diversify the steWs at the table-d’hote. and a fatal suspicion of Itslian garlic poison the frican‘ deans of the second breakfast? Mrs. Msysey, in her British mood, would stand by Suffolk bravely while she live; and if the hard gray weather killed her at last as it killed its one liternry apologist in our modern England, she would acquiesce in the decrees of Fate, and bo buried, like a. Bri- ton, by her husband‘s side in Whitestrand churchyard. Elizsbeth Meysegs of the elder stockâ€"in frilled mils and still starched hesd-dressesâ€"smiled dowu upon her resolution from their niched tomb in Whitestrand church every Sunday morning: never should it be said that this, their da- gcnersts latter day representative. ran away from the east winds of dear old England to bash in the sunlight at Mulags. or Sev'ille, among the descendants of the godless Arms- da. sailors. from whose wreckages and pillage those stout old squires had built up the tim- bers of that very Hall which she herself still worthin inhabitari. So Mrs. Meyaey stopped sturdin at home; and the east wind wreaked its vengeance upon her in its wonted fashion. Early in March, Winifred Was summoned by tele- gram from town : “Come as once. Much worse. Moy not live long. Bring Hugh wish you.” And three weeks later. another fresh grave rose eloquent: in \Vhitesnrnud churchyard; and the carved and painted ELinbetben Meyseye, smiling placidly as ever on the empty sent in the pew below, looked forward with confidence to the proxi- mafe addition of another white marble tablet with a black epitaph to the family collection in the Whiteetnnd chancel. with a knowing smile. “ And whal'a more, I mean to arrange it too. I mean ta put him in a. proper position for asking the nice good girl's consent» Next summer and autumn. I Shall conupirn with Mr. Ilat'mr- ley to boom him.” “ To what. ? ' Elsie asked, pltzz'ed. “ To boom hlm, my dear Bdouble o, m ~boom him. A mast; noble Verb, imp “bed, I believe, with the pickled pork and the tin‘ ned peaches direct from Chicngo. To boom means, according to my private dictionary, to force into sudden and almost explosive notorietyâ€"That‘s what. I'm going to do with Warren. I intend, by straightforward and unblushing advertisingâ€"in short by log- rollingâ€"w make him go down next season wizh the mnney-getting classes as a. real live pninter. Their gold shall pour itself into Warren'l packet. If he wasn't a genius, I should think in wrong; but an I know he is one, why bhouldn’; I boom him 1’" “ Why not, indeed 2" E!aie answered all uocouscious. “And then he might marry that; nice good girl of yours, ii he can get her to take him.” And indeed when Warren returned to England in the spring, to be boomed, it was with distinct: permission this time from Elsie to write to her as often 2nd as much as he wantedâ€"in a strictly fraternal and domestic manner. “ The nice good girl will have to take him," Edie replied with a. nod.â€"â€"“ When I put my foot down, I put: it down. And I‘ve out it down thus Warren shill succeed, financially, artistictly, and matrimuuially. So there's nothing max-e to be said abuuc It." CHAPTER XXVKI.â€"ART AT HOME When the British tore King Ja Ja from his little realm and sent him to Jamaica, where he is enjoying rum and sugar at the very source of chose supplies, he left behind him at Opobo 200 gross widows to mourn his untimely departure. His favourite wife and their two sons, Sum-day and Sunday. were permitted to khare his exile. but the British frowned upon his exprersed desire to take along the flower of his large family, which he wzs willing to guarantee should not exceed thirty of the ladies of his court. He felt his manifold bereavements so keenly, however, that his present custodians have been moved to pity so far as to consent to the exportation of his better half, Patience, and her little boy, and this young woman has sailed from Liverpool to join the old gentleman, in whom she has a small frac- tional interest. Meanwhile J a J a’s crown, It'is diflisult to canceive of the character of such a life, on the face of a crag, with the ocean surges beating in: below, and the open sky 3.31 around. What must be the thoughts and ideas of a. child, born and nurtured amidst such strange surroundings. a gorgeous bauble made of Dutch gold and glass diamonds, in out of commisuion, but the English hold out the hope that if he be- haves himself and loves his white enemies, J5 J3 may be permitted to wear it again. Thére are, it is stated, forty or fifty such cave houses, corresponding to the number of families, and to the platforms of summer. In some csses, the platform-house is at the mouth of the cave house, so than the shift from summer to winter quarters can be easin and speedily efl‘acted. The winter houses are even more remark- able. To escaps the Winter storms, the islanders have excavated caves in the shat- tered and seamed basaltâ€"in many cases caverns of considerable depth and 3‘22. During eight months of the year these cave dwellings constitute comfortable retreats from the inclement weather, and also serve as storehousea for the rude wealth of the family. .......l n... . The island is inhabited by a. tribal {ami'y of the Mahlemootu or Eskimos, about two hundred innumber, who gained asubsiscence by walrus-hunting,seal-huntingand whaling. They pursue the creatures in kyaks, or canoes. whichthey are very expertinlaunch- ing througn the surf, and. navigating in roggh water. The summer houses of the islanders are so many little platforms, attached to the face of the sea..clifl‘s, and composed of whale rib bones, or shoulder-blade bones, fastened by thongs of aincw to large pegs of bone driven into the interstices of the basalt. The platforms are guarded rround the outer side by a rail, and are large enough for the family to lodge upon. They thus serve 3.: once the purpose of a. habitation and a sen- try-box, for whr'ch the hunters may keep a lookout f0: Wulrus and seals. Fires are kindled on them, ard all the ordinary affairs of life are pursued ofwn at a heighc of a. hundred and fi’ty fed: above the ocean swells. which thunder on the rocks beneath. Not even a. bird, 3 bank swallow, or an eagle coull have a. more airy habitation. Like the eagle, the King's Islanders have plsced their eyrica on the cliffs, to serve as lookouts for their prey._ In pie-historic times, human beings often dwel: in pane, and caves of earth, as much for sa'ety from their numerous enemies as for shelter. Curve towns were even excavat- ed in the aideu of cliffs with what must: have been, considering the rude tools employed, an enormous expenditure of labor. The evidences of this custom are numerous in Asia Minor, in Italy, and in our own Souti‘r West Territories. Today the most; notable instance of envehousee, on this hemisphere, at least. is to be seen on what is ,termed King’s Island, to the south of Cape Prince of Wales in Bhering’s Sea, on the west comb of Alaska. This small island is an elevated tableland of basalt. Its shores consisc of nearly ver- tical cliffs, fronting the sea, and ranging in height from fifty to seven hundred 25325. The oddity of these singular habitation does not end here, however, since thesn platform houses are but the summer abodes of the hunters. Winifred, for her part, was not wholly averse, either, to the r( modell ng of White- strond. The house, she admituod, was old- feshioned, and dowdv. It; antiquity went back only to the “ burl period.” Afcer the apathetic lnndon drewing mom! of the Cheyne Row set, she confessed to her- self, grudginglyâ€"though not: to Hugh â€"â€"that the blue satin and WhiteyAgold paint of the dear old place seemed perhaps just a trifle dingy and antiquated. There were Liny cottages at Hampatead und Kensingtou (but: W'hiteetrand Hell could never reasonably expect to emulate. She didn't object to the alteretions, she said, so long 3.9 the original El szgthan front was 13ft scrupulously intact, and no incongruous me idling was allowed wizh the oaken Wains- cot and carved ceiling of the Jacobean vesti- bule. But where, she asked, with sound Sulfolk common-sense, was the money for all these improvements to come from? A season of falling rents, and encroaching sea, and shifting mods, and agricultural depres- sion, with Hesaian fly threatening the crops, and obscure bacteria fighting among them‘ selves for possesasion of the cattle, was surely not the best-chosen time in the world for a country gentleman to enlarge and complete and beautify his house in. the grounds, the usrilen, the riverâ€"shove all, that tragic, accusing poplarâ€"were so many perpetual reminders of his crime and his punishment. Vet he saw it wculd be useless to oppose Winifred's wish in such a matterâ€"the whole idea was so simple, so nature). A Squire ought to live on his own land, of course: he ought to O‘Cllpy the ancestral Hull where his predecessors have dwelt before him for generations. Had not he himself fulminuted in his time in the georgeoue periods of the Jfarm'ng Telephone against t‘ie crying sin and shame of absen' teeism? But if he went there. he could only go on three conditions. The Hell it- self must he remodelled, ledecoreted, and re- furnished throughout, till its own inlubit- ants would hardly recogn'za it: the grounds must be replanted in accordance with his own cultivated and refined taste ; and last of allâ€"though this he (i! not venture to Winifredâ€"by fuir menus or by foul, the Whitestrsnd poplarâ€"that hateful treeâ€" must be levelled to the soil, and its very place must know it no longer. For the first two cvndiri'ms he stipulated outright ; the third he looked up for the present quiet ly firthe secret recesses of his own bosom” Masha Cliff Dwellings" (TO BE CONTINUED.) King Ja Ja. New serges, camel's-hair goods, cashmeres, and vigognes are exhibited, with stripes, checks, plaids of large size, and odd border- "ngs in Persian and Japanese patterns. These are likely to be very popular, but while this is the case, it does not follow that either style will predominate over the other hand- some patterns in market, for there are many novel and attractive gowns made entirely of plain unpatterncd fabrics. A large number of the imported tailor costumes have a wrap to match, these grading from the long stylish English “ overall" of Queen’s tweed, with tnrbsn or Princess of Wales cap to corre- spond. to the diminutive pelerine fastened with a pretty silver clasp. While Prince Bismarck and his partisans eeek to discredib the published extracts from the late Emperor Frederick’s diary by de- claring them spocryphal, iz ii not a. little significant: than the Chancellor's newspaper organs are assailiug the memory of the deed Kaiser, and are vilifying himI both his character and intellect. One journal refers to him as a self-complscent idealist, rich in beautifully phrased generalities, but poor in the qualities of a practical statesman. If the published extracts from the diary are not genuine there can he no excuse for the attempt to belittle the statesmauabip of the late E nporor. The policy of the Chancellor's organs will be accepted generally thron gh- out Europe as an admission that the publish- ed diary is authentic. The result of the Quebec Debt Conversion Act is a. depreciation in the securities of the province on the London market. The scheme is so unfair that even Mr. G. W. Stephens feels it to his duty to condemn in. ’Ihe leader of the Opposirinn in New~ toundlaud is said to be a. warm friend 1f Confederation. But he took xhe notion that the Government tuvoured :.he scheme, and at once opposed it. As a former Government was delayed 0.1 the question the present Governmen was afraid, In view of the acti- tude of the Oppvmizion iemler, no press it. The delegates to Ozmwa were therefore lon to remain at home, and this put an end to the enterprise. Whatever the politicians may think personally about: Confederation, they find in desirable as pdibiuisns to oppose it. Thele is more sentiumnt to be aroused in antagoujz mg the step thun in advocating it. a A writer in the Evening Felegram. of St. John‘s, N. F., urges the lmpcrial Govern- ment; “to grant n; this dutiful, loyal and first born colony of the British men the privilege of supplying to all her Majesty’s navy and army in the United Kingdom 8. fish ration of twa pounds oF cozlfis'n per nun weekly.” This would call for :5 supply of 147,000 quintals of end a. year, and be a sav- ing (as compared with meat) of newly £154,- 000 sterling. The wrizer stance that: the French give their marines and soldiers such a ration, as well as giving the cod fishermen a. bounty, Experience did not teach Brown, of De- trmv, that marriage was is hilm‘c, and he was so convinced to the conzrary than: he lndd‘l‘it d thirty-three women within the short: period of five years, or, on the average, he took nix wives a year. Hls wives, however, held a. totally dimrentopmion, and fifteen of them appaured against mm an Datroit on Tuemhy, when he Was tried for bigamy, and their evidence consigdcd him to prison for life. Brown's Lou glean fundneas tor matri- mony m evidently non uppreciated by the authorities of justica. Whoa Senator M mgm told a New York Sun. reporter that U znwdlnni cannon “live in close proximity to u Gavernmenh like ours (or any camiderakle length of time without imbibing all the ufi'eouinu for our institution that we possess,” bu simply rhsplayed his. want of knowledge. I: were is one thing more than another ugou which Czsuadianx: are united i: is that uur Pulinmeutary in~ etiuutiom; are infinitely preferable to those of me Unified Szates. 'l‘ne Senator means w.el!, bus he doeau'u know â€"-[[‘)routo Em- pue. A Toronto journal, with an admiration for the ways of me United States, says in re- gard to the recent Chicng when: corner, that; Old Hutch"; " didguouia of the wheat situatxon was the correct one and conse- quently was successful " So, ton. was the " diagnosis ” of the Heathen Chimes cor- rect and successful when he hm a fifch ace up his sleeve. The gambling was of a simi- 151 character in the cm; ewes. It is satiulactory to observe the: the force of public opinion compelled the Bufimlo authorities to prosecute and punish the puni- liutic ruffirne who arranged the recent prize fight between two women. The sentences Were, however, is is so be regretted, very light, the maximum term of imprisonment: impoeed being six months and the minimum three mJnths. The women who competed in the fight wen allowed to go free. The sentence of fifteen years' imprison- ment passed upon the men who shot and killed Mrs. HOWes, in New Brunswick, will not be regarded as too severe. Although the unfortunth lady was now the parsnn for whom the shut: WM intended. were is no doub; that murder wu meant. France is now adopting a reactionary policy in regard to the reception of strangers, the Government. having issued a. decree im- posing regulations to discnuruga immigration, among the features oi whicn are domiciliary Vinita, declaration of a change of residence. police penalties for violation of rules, and the right of the Government to expel from the country. It will be seen by the cable despatches Lira: France's neighbours are con- Hiderably angry. Such a crime as that recordoi a: Gait, where poisoned candy was sent by mail to unsunpecziLg pemoud and being eiiren caused: the death 01 one child and fielluuz‘i injury to another, ought nu: to go nwieteutca. The offlnce id as cow4rdly ms fi’nxufih, but the victimizai persons nuish luva some auspi- cious. which by Clrthll i1.v.:>niwrinu would reveal the criniuml. [0 had; dawn the perpetrator and awmd wlzqnaro punish menb is a public duby on the p,“ , of tin: sufferers” friends. I: has been discovered that a New York pnhcemnu is an ex~thiei whoa: pox-5min adorns the roguea’ gallery. \Vinghnm has given bonuses to three manufacturing firms during the past week. One esrablisbmsnt received $10,000, and the other two $5,000 each. The bauuaing sys- cem hm received 3 fresh impetus in tin: west, and other towns are urged to follow the Winghnm exampie. The Emperor's Diary. PAS! L‘G NOTES. recordwl at Galt, ma sent by mail to :1 being much caused: ud senuns injury to u ImdeseLtta. The AB fi’natialu, but the thJ acme suspi- i:.v.::niu(rinu Woulfi. [0 llst dawn the rh quwo punish many