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The after-glow of tbs sunset was abroad when Masha. went out again. to roam round the lake in: a, fashion of her own. A strange amber-andâ€"red re- flection illuminated one side of the sky and the mountain-peaks. intensified by gloomy fringes trailing along the iorizocn. , Delicate green tints over- a read the other; and in this fairer sfiyey field had blossemed the round white moon, brightening momentarily, and shining among the early stars like a. lin among chimes. Earth. and hea- head was set on her shoulders, the pose of her figure, and the movements of her white bars arms recalled the goddesses iin marble of the early Greeks. With 'her almost superhuman beauty, where had Macha. come fromâ€"to battle with the eJements for life, to grow sunâ€" t‘amned, weatherâ€"beaten, lean. and withered im‘ the struggle to force the potato out. of the rock and peat out of the reekung bog? What was she do- img' in this dreary urpper world of the barren Irish hijls; how could she be the granddaughter of the uniovely crone in the corner; and Why had generations of ignorance and hunger and rude toil produced her? It must he that Nature had created her for a, whip, makin her a_sort of image and expression 0 the Wild beauty of this picturesque wild- amass. from it. was startled by the appearaQOe at an exquisite face which shone on him for a, moment and vanished. The soliâ€" my rambler in so eerie a. spot was! at the moment in an umginative mood, and open to all influences of the ibeautiâ€" Em]. and supernattural, and almost be- lieved tlhatasprite of the mountain had crossed his path, and that she had a. fateth message for him in her eyes; but shaking himself into a. more ration- all frame of mind he went his way, with only a lingering look at the cabin. which seemed to retreat into the fast- nesses of the rock. Yet, in spite of common Sense. the wild beautiful eyes of the mountain girl pursued him, the message that may a mystery in their depths 'bewijtched him, and finally. as the sun shot forth long shafts of flame and lances of gold, setting fierin behind a. dusted- of blackening mounâ€" tainâ€"peaks, he turned upon his heel, and retraced this steps in the direction oi the enchanted hovel. Mocha. the owner of the beautiful few. had withdrawn it hastily into the interior of the cabin, scared at the un- wanted sight of a stranger, as lowâ€" land dwellers might be scared by a. ghost. The cabin was 90 poor that, only for tine red healrth and the warm smell of smdke, it“ might have been mistaken for as .h‘ed for cattle. The earthen flloor was uneven and full of holes; the roof, of heather and sticks. was blackened with smoke; the hearth- atone was broken. One crazy table. one chair, and two or three other! nonâ€"‘ descrlpt seats; a. kettle, a pot, a bat- tered tin-can, and a few mugs and platesâ€"these were the chief contents of the dwellings principal room. Lookâ€" 1mg around, one might 'well ask by what means life could be supported in this place. Patches of potatoes that strug- g-Ied for existence between hog and rock close 'by, and a. black cutting. that showed like an ugly wound on the face of_ a. distant level, and was the turf- gave the only answer to such inquiry. An old woman eat 5 in- ning Ln the corner of the cabin, can and smoke-dried, like a. mummy, her darkâ€"red garment, and the yellow hand- kerchief wound tur‘lmnwise round her head, making a. spot of smbdued color in the murky picture, The contents of a pot of potatoes had been turned out on the table; and Macho, who with p pecull'uar cry had summoned the fam- u‘ly tram their work at the bog! to din- ner, stood in the middile of the floor, .Wuth alight falling on her from the sky, across the mountain-peaks. through the smokedâ€"stained doorway. Her skirt of crimson wool, spun by the grandame m the corner. and. dyed with madder by Mocha. herself, was short enough to show her wthe feet. shining on the earthen floor. Over it she wore ashort brown bodice, and a. few yards of coarse ellow-whwte calico were wound about er shoulders, and had been about her head. but the drapery had fallen back in 9. sort of cowl behind her neck. No white lily or golden rose was ever so beautiful as the face of Mac‘ha, crowned w-rth Its honey~colloured hair. set with eyes dark and blue, with a look halt sweet, half troubled; a. rose-red mouth, tnnted to match flowers the girl had never seen. and creamy, satin~smooth. Idlinpled cheeks. _ The“ ay‘lm which her Uncongeniad as it appears to human life, there are a. few inhabitants of this world of silent gloom and barren beaut . Here and than the infrequent traveller will come upon am isolated cab- in built of rude atoms and roofed with like sod, hardly distmg‘ulshafhle from the heatherâ€"capped rock except for the curl of smoke that steals through a holeirom the hearthstone within. On a. summer morning an inquisitive exâ€" pllorer of walls lonesome world passed by 9116 of blame smoking hovols. and while 8‘3sz on it in dismay, almost expect- infl‘ to see a. gnome or monster issue There is a. lone upper world among flhe Connemara, hills seldom visited by any wayfaa‘er from the ordinary paths of life. Mountains form bulwarks around if; the gates lnto it are nar- row deflles between rwgged crags; the centres of its silent valleys are deep makes, cold and gray as steel. or black with the shadow ot the rainâ€"clouds. By the water's margin the dark sullen earth with its gorgeous clothing of pur- pde and embroideries of emerald green upheaves in curious knolls and bosses. or stretches away in windâ€"swept levels. 1111» peaks around t'ake fantastic shapes. and in twiligfh't the plane is like same region of Hades. wlhlere disembodied souls walk Ln shadow and muse upon the mysteries that death had unfold- ed to them. MACHA. mig‘hrt have fwrther opportunities of ing this girl, and yet he told bin that his admiration for her was {I 1y an abstract idea; that, after be seen her a. few times and studied exceptional beauty and character would go on his wafiy contented, re mg to have perceived that Nature be still so lovely and unspoiled in own secret fastmesses, beyond the of the world. [His rest was broken Masha. walking, with feet, in the rosy light ! inpf the Jake. ‘He wan V0106 agam, and feel t l Strange and unaccountable are the whims of men. Here was one with wealth and rank, accustomed to all that is cultivated, witty, and beautiful am- ong women, and yet having gone fancy- free tillel rather a later period of bach- elorhood, he had cli'mlbed a. savage mountain in an isolated corner of what he considered an unciviliized country, to fall in love with a wild girl with a wild name, who lived upon potatoes in a hovel under a, rodk! And' he did not feel ashamed of himself. Contrasts and inconsistencies had always possessed a fascination for lhim. Did not the spot- less white flower of the bog flourish there as purely as though it had not sprung out of the black slimy sub- stance that held its root? And Macha, with her shining bare feet and arms, and her face like a poet's dream, was all the more enchanting to his imagin- ation because she had sprumg with her spontaneous loveliness, out of the moun- tain, and had been nourished and per- fected between the wind and the sun, without help from ‘civilizaJtion' or a lesson from ‘art.’ - He was going back to the inn that he might have further opportunities of see- ing ihls girl, and yet he told himself that his admiration for her was mere- ly an abstract idea; that, after he had seen her a few times amd studied her The girl want in to her mothem and thga stranger returned through the Mtghbanimg moonflighlt down the rug- ged mountain, retracing the steps he had made in the morning. The inn day under the hmlls, and a. few miles below the willd region where Macha. had been born, in which she had grown to wo- manhood, eating the potatoes she had helped to produce. and watching the blessed spiirhts Lrooping up and down the skies. "Sometbimg will get you," said Ma.- cha's mother for the hundredth time. as the ghrl appeared for her supper; and she was not wrong, for Fate bad go_t hold of that vary night. _ "I see the blessed spuits trooping up and down the skies. Anybody cowld see them. Sometimes they come down upon the, hjflls; but. they change into thte clowds and run away when they came too near me. There is my mother calling me, and this swpper is ready." "By what name is she cafllimg you '9‘” "Macha is my name. If you wnll eat a. few potatoes I will] bring them out bouzou.” . V'f'I am not hrumgry, Madha, and I am gomg back to the ium. But if you offer mgsomq another flay I _wi.‘ll takp them}: “I do not much believe in wickedness myself," said Macha, “except, of course un the great dLhiaoul,” (devil). crossing WK. “But he will never hurt me. unless I do somean wrong?“ 7 “Whal do ybuis’eeivivfiem youuwaflk here in] the dawm ?" ‘V'I am not as good as I 0mgth to sand the mam tremullgusly, answering 321m look of simple mm amd approval m the girl's wonderful! eyes. "But I hope I am not allltogethser wicked? and the strangeness of his own humility esgaypegd has ‘ "Yes. and sometimes a bit at dawn. Mother says somthflng wicked will meet me. Bwt I have’anlly met you, amv§l_ you are not wigkedg’ said: “I aJlJmost thought you were a spur“; moving along tbs edge of the lake. \Vhy do you keep so close 'to the edge? I thought I saw you walking on the water." "I like to look in and see, what I can gaid the girl mysthqusly._ "And do you Elimys'walk haré in the evgyjmgs 2" > ‘ _ y "T119 water is dgsep." she said. "and there 18 many a. mung down there. Bgt you are a, 1i.ng man. for I saw‘ you In thg‘tmoamimg.” The person addressed felt a strange tibn‘idl as she spoke and put out her round gleaming arm and touczhsed his hand with her warm fingers. as if to assume herself that her own words were true, and that he was indeed a living "I thouth you wereâ€"him who lives down in the Lame." whispered lVlacha. "\Vho is he?” She Looked all roumd in the air, and her lovely face caught a thoumnd re- flections of flitting columns and. lights. Than aha signed with her hand to- wards the dark lake. , "I nearly drowde you," said the stranger. ga-zimg in wonder at her beawty, whmh seemed to have become almost unearthly, as the still warm g'flow tram one sixds irradiated her (ham, and the greenish Wight. from the other whitened her round cheek and bhg- drapery‘of her shoulder. “Ay. mother, I am coming," said Macha; hurt still she fingered, lookâ€" ing hard at a. piece of rock [that segmed to be taking the shape of "somethmg." The alouds are alive, and move, and chmmgaâ€"wnhy shoufld not the rocks ? Sud- denly a. living person seemed m emerge out of the rock, and come beside her; and, startled, she would have falleq "m- to the lake had not a. gtrong arm seLzed beg-an smuggg tiger_ unto safety. “Hwa Mo‘tfherl Ixmearly drowned you I" cried Masha. looking at the game traveller who had passed the cabm Ln tmgmoummg. , V "Macha, come im,"thled her mother. from the cabin]. "Something wfll get y 011'." Vein were pictured in the lakeâ€"the gemmed meadows and luridly illuminat- ed deserts on high, the blackenin hills. and the movimg shape of orange, town. and purple that caught and rent. the fringes of the slowly a, proadhin‘g mfiht. Masha. clasped her %wdfl over er head, and gazed round her half fearâ€" fullly, enjoymg and understanding the beauty. of ht all She had heard of a. shunmg city beyond the guild and: 511- ver gates of the sum and the moon; also of eau‘thfly cities, wonderful too, but not so beautJwaL that lay down below the mountains in the busy world of men. She meant to go to the one, rbut she dxd not care to visit the otlhers. Ear mouln- taim home, with its inhabitants. con- tained the desires of her heart. The old brown crucifix an the cabin-wall way: her passport to the fimal happy des‘uâ€" nation of all patient souls, whither she and all she loved would depart when the Master should send them a. mesâ€" sage to come: Nothimg natural or sup- ernatural (11151113.de or disgusted her. If.t.here were spirits in the rocks and faunas in the lake, the Almighty knew what they were doing there, and every- thllgg Yves all for the‘heet. ened in t1 you are a. liJviIng woman.” he I aJlJmost thought you were a moving along tbs edge of the \Vhy do you keep so close Ito the I thought I saw you Wain-mung on Izflg‘ht round the mar He wamted to hear I: v excite ,a\_vn to thh he men touch of her ‘Oken that ,t; and he :y he saw are white j01c- can ther's eyes, an i-llar cabin; the on her heart, arms and fell i1 arriving up 1:11 llying white on “As many have to Ilive Maybe he would bring yo‘ us. And you might be a3; the potato-seed, or a piece flannel to keep us warm The stranger reappeared next day, and for many days afterwards haunted the mountain. Masha had leave from her mother to accompany him in his search for the wild-flowers which, he explained to them, he wanted for scien- ‘tific purposes. The little sisters frisk- ‘ed about them and took their share in lthJe search dancing like young kids on gthe edge of pmcipices, with wild bright leyes and flying- looks. Potatoes boiled in the cabin were eaten on the heather, ;and the 10m summer days went past like the beads on a golden rosary, told brightly through the fingers. The man iwas brotherly and kind with the little Igirls and the elder women, but he reâ€" cognized a. gulf between them and Maâ€" cha. Their speech translated literally from the Irish, though poetic and musâ€" ical enough, was not delicately correct, as his ear imagined hers to be; their swift feet were not white, nor was their elothintg spotless. Masha, who bathed in the lake every morning, and hung out her yelllotw hair to dry in the first beams of the sun, and who wore her well-bleached draperies like a prinâ€" ’cess, could not keep young nor old from dyeing their skills and garments ‘in the hogâ€"holes. An instinctive pers- ional- delicacy had come to Mncha. with her exceptional beauty. At the end of la. fortnight the stranger told himself that this mountain flower was worthy of being transplanted into the brightâ€" est parterre ever otherished by man. |And what a. month ago would have ap- peared to him only madness seemed now the most sensible course he could pur‘ "You don't; Lk ing, mother. ‘H seeing your fat “I cannot send him away love him as well as you. I be ever come over the mou Ler it had been him that 1‘“ the lake!" The mother stood aghw Vipgin!” she cried; "and score of days since we saw Then, if yuu Thove him like daughter, you are bound to ' Youl must go-even Lo Engliu sea. " ‘ IMaohE’s weeping subsided a little; but on'ly to break out again as fiercely as before. “1 don't want to be well warmed and fed; I am as wellâ€"off as you and the grandmother and the girshes. He would take me out to England, over the searâ€"away. away to the other side of the worldl" And the girl subbed wildly an her mother’s shoulder. K “Send him off then, mushla, mach- ree. Why need you brealk your heart about what nobody is going to bid you do? Your mot-her before you never wore a fine gown; and we will be lulu)~ €11 tqget‘her ufs»we always werq.f’__ "Mother," cried the girl passionate- ly," “have I vexed you, have I angered you, that you would turn me from you; door 5’" "Turn you away, asthma machreel Maoha, are you mad? ’Wouldn‘t it be only to see you happy and well? I suppose the man has a. good farm and can pay «his rent. And you would be well warmed and fed, my Mamba, though yo‘u‘r gnol her's hearth wt)qu be blgmkflj “Mother!” she said, grasping her mo ther's atrm. ‘ "\\’.hat is on you, child?” "The sassenanh is asking me to go away with “him.” "Away with him 7” "He wants to give me a, satin gown and a. ring, and to take me to 1113 home." “\Vell, avourneen," with a long Si’g'h‘ “if he makes you a. true wife and is good to you, you wouLd be better with him than here." Macflm came into the cabin one eve_n- ing in the glowing, with a face of dxs~ ml; u Thrre was a hole in the roof above her head, a hole that would be thatched ovâ€" er with heather for the winter, but at present it was good to let in the air of heaven. Through it Macha could see a star shining in the sky, like a little island of splendor in an ocean of dark blue. and the rugged twigs of the brokâ€" en heather made a rough frame for the bit of gflory. The beauty of Machva's false lay quenched in darkness beneath, but her soul escaped through the openâ€" ing up to the kindred mystery of the star, carrying with. it the memory of the event of the evening. Her mind rested with placid wonder on the occur- enoe of her meeting with the strang- er. She had not fallen in love with him, as he with her, nor did the dream ‘him, as he with her, nor did she dream of such a, thing. Round about her lay her mother, her grandmother, her little sisters, sleeping soundly, with the love of Macha asleep in their hearts. She iloved them passionately, and had no 1thought or hope for herselrf apart from them. T owork with them hand and potatoes and turf to enable them to live foot, that they might all] have enowgh together, without more paln than they could endure, this was the one object of her existence. Vague splendors and delicious rest and {gy were, she knew awaiting them alll yond the gates of the sun The only thing to be desired was that they might not he parted meanwhile in their purgatory on the lonely mountain. As the night ere t on and the stars waxed brighter, 13 ha owned to hersellf that the 'living man’ might have been 'him who lives down in the lake’ after all. Pondering this doubt, she felll fast asleep. hand. It struck him as remarkabflle that she had shown no shyness of him, speaking to [him as natumllly as if he had been her brother; and he divined that this was so because she knew no- thing of ranks and classes. Only the supernatural had power to awe her,and she had felt safe and happy as $00!] as she had assured herseltf that he was a. Living mam. Aocustomed to the at- tentions of women, he would hwve felt less aJttrantion towards Maoha had she shown any desire for his return: The ailment», of all coquetry in her dellghted -1m. The if] thought of him, lyng on her straw ed in the dead of the night. Ma looke the know piteously then run ' what you are sayâ€" colLLd I live without we saw him like thu uund to be h to Emmi-and 1 hat is t( mother 1sly in her m: round the fan. ou. U, why (1111 nlqunItaim? Be_tâ€" ant hves down 1n ive, you m of the be ha 3 md ovc n motherLI 0, why dld H6 ) stronn‘ sorrow to see lnd us fi'tst Holm- 1' ti ‘OOd. un~ 1113‘ [owed to g this way is rises to at LIGHT BREAD In baking bread it is w it into a very lh'ot oven. fc heat kills the yeast plant t can wunnom ( Regent of u S ther. personal! offices to a. BI thrilling incidi arts in his Life with a Wild 1)! Sir Pertab Sin: severely wouu “The Sir Pertab Singh above-men- tioned is Maharajah Bertab Singh, K. C. S. 1., the regent of the Jodhpur State Rajputzina, and uncle of the ruler, who is a minor. He is a. man of the highâ€" estl caste and bluest blood in India, the gen-eulogy! of the family going back to before the Christian era. "Lieutenant Cadell was not aBritish official employed at Judhpur, he was not a personal friend of the Maharajah, but he Was a. brother soldier. Those who have lived in lndiu know how powerful mush have been Sir Pertab Singh's re- SUlUl’iOI‘lS when he broke through the laws of his caste in the action he took. Putting this aside, I do not think we can withhold our admiration from the Regent of a. State, who, with his broâ€" ther‘ personally aids in the last, sad offices to a British officer. There is a: thrilling incident related by Lord Robâ€" erts in his Life, of an encounter on foot with a wild boar and the author aml Sir Pertab Singh', where the latter was "That poor boy of the Central India Horse. Oadell, died here, Jodhpur, in the. house of enteric fever. These men here did what I suppose no other na- tives in India of their class would have done. when there was not any absolute necessity for it, and for almost a stranger, simply because he was a sol- dier. Sir Pertah Singh, his brother, and two other officers helped Mayne and I to put Cadell into his coffin and to carry the coffin down stairs to the carriage, and again at‘ the cemetery. You know what this Is for a. high-caste Hindu to do. \Ve had an escort of cavâ€" alry. Mayne read the service. The Resident and one or two more who belonged to this place were away in camg.‘ llis Brave and Noble Act, Broke Through the Laws of Ills Caste. Majorâ€"General Younghusband writes to the London Times: “May I hope that you will find space in your columns for the following extract of a. letter re- ceived by last mail from Captain Leslie Younghnsba‘nd, Inspecting Officer Im- perial Troops:â€" Few such quietthings in nature have so much of the sublime in them as the spectacle of apoor but honerable-mind~ ed youth, with discouragement ’all around him. but never-dying hope with- in his heart, for ing, as it were. the armor with whic he is destined to re~ sist and overcome the hydras of this world, and conquer for himself in due time a habitation ~among the sunny fialds of life.â€"â€"Carlyle. The mastery of self is the end of true living, and this mastery is shown, not in the negative attitude, by the things we do not do, but by that mental power that compels the mind to the positive attitudeâ€"the foxcing of the mind to do that ainst; which it rebels.â€"H‘a.m« ilton’ W. bie. « {As the shadow of cloud-masses ona plain so passes the lite of man. In the midst; of Life, Death surrounds us. The Palel Hunter pursues all that breathes â€"kings and. beggar. strong and Weak, are alike to him prey~F. W. Weber. {He is the best who wins the most splendid victories by the retrival of- mistakes. by beginning afresh. For-l get mistakes. Organize victory out of mistakes.â€"F. W. Robertson. Do not think of others’ faults; in every person who comes near you look for what. is good and strong; honon that, rejoice in it, and. as you can, try to imitate it.â€"John Ruskin. By the constitution of the human in- bellect error constantly tends to resolve itself into nothing, and to sink into oblivion; while truth. having areal ex-1 isbence, remains permanent and imp~ pregnable.â€"George Combe. ‘He only is advancing in life whose heart. is getting softer, whose blood warmer, whose brain quicker, whose spirit is entering into living peace. And the men who have this life in them are the true lords and kings of the earthâ€"- they and they only.â€"Ruskin. good things as she likes. “\Ve might even build a, house in the valley below.” At this the color began to return to Ma.- cha's cheeks; and the comfortable pro- mises sank deep into her mind. Little by little the struggle between the new love and the old was softened away; the will of the stranger prevail- ed, and the marriage tool; place in a. little rude mountain chapel, where Ma- ch; had been baptized, and where, traw- elling through haiL rain, and storm, she had knelzt every Sunday since she had been able to walk. At the church- doors the husband reiterated the pro- mise that he would bring her back; very soon she would return to the moun- tain. He alnnost tore his bride away, weeping and helmâ€"fainting, from the emâ€" braces of her people, from the clinging of their thin brown hands, and the kisses of their weather-beaten faces. And in spite of the promises he had just, repeated, he was glad to think that he had probably seen the last of this wild mountain tribe. . even bui-bd At this th cha's cheek mises sank The greatest, difficulties lie where we are not; looking for thanâ€"Goethe. Let! us dignity the lowliest duties by a noble nature. It takes agreater man to do acommon thing greatly than to do agreat thing greatlyâ€"F. .8. Meyer. One can and should ever speak quietâ€" ly; loud hysterical vehemence loaming and hissing, least of all beseems him that: is convinced and not only supâ€" poses but knowsâ€"Carlyle. had been doors the mise than“, soon she tain. He fuflly. "It is i1] ('0 love a stranger must part you from your own." "I swear to bring her back," said man eagerly. "She shall come w evelj {slug pfleasest and, bring as 11 ed, and the marriag lzittle rude mountain] cha had been baptize ellimg through haul. 'en build a, house in At this the color beg. )a's cheeks; and U11 ises sank deep into Little by little the Le new love and tha AN EAST INDIAN KNIGHT. ins when he D) );f his caste in L11 1:; this aside, I ithhoyld our ad): it of a State, w personally aids : to a. British of mg incident rela PEARLS OF TRUTH‘ (To Br, Continued.) ;; and the deep into little the 'e and tin ie er. BreEx o be very swung deg an is wron make stranger that own." r the great afore it has 5 the bread should only 'adually al- ll ' as many \Ve_ might said the arajah. ;se who ywerful :h's re- gh the to put > great ‘d in[111 1n man ti riding li'k It has been commented upon as some- what strange thalt in the year of masâ€" sacre in Armenia no man of that coun- try has risen to the stature of a. hero, gathered around him a. band of his countrymen, and, if nothing better, died fighting. There is much to account for the submissiveness of the Armenians and if their men have given no conspi- cuous evidence of valor. the Armen- ian women have afforded ample proof of heroism. On several occasions. when resistance was hopeless and when con- fronted by the alternative of Islam and worse or death, they have wel- comed the latter by throwing themâ€" selves from lofty rocks or into rivers. There have been and there are heroines among the Armenian women. Church cars are a. recent Russian! improvement. They are intended for the Siberian Railroad. The cars look! like ordinary firstâ€"class carriages. but: the windows are shaped like those of Byzantine churches. One-thud of the space shut off by the holy gates, is devoted to the priests, the rest is ion the congregation. One-third of the Duchesse de Mont- pensier’s estate goes to her grandson, the Infante Luis Fernando. The rest is divided between the Comtesse de Paris and Prince Antonio de Mont- pensier. The palace of Sant’ Elmo in Seville is bequeathed to the Archbishop of Seville to be made into a seminary; and $1,000 is given to the Pope. on condition that be will say mass for her soul. Daubigny’s "Banks of the Olse” was sold to an American for 68,000 francs at the reéent Vever sale in Paris. This is the highest price yet obtained for a. Daubigny at auction. Three Corots‘ sold for 32,000, 30,000, and 28.700 francs, and a. little Meissenier 6 1-4 by 41-2 inches brought 94,000 francs. A British Dr. Rainsford recently presented {himself at a. county ball at Chelmsford and delivered an address to the dancers on the wickedness of their ways. He said he could not un- derstand people enjoying themselves: when there was a. judgment to come. After he had withdrawn the dancing went on. Frau Bohme, alias Mother Sedan, tha German camp follower who distin« guished herself by giving birth to a. son on the battlefield While the fight 19H 131.1409 19 pagp seq 'uo Bugofi sum boy was christened in the trenches around Paris, Crown Prince Frederick: standing godfather. , Mam said for a dead man's soul are a. charity. and therefore no legacy duty need be paid on money left fan that purpose. according to a. recent de-- cision at the Irish Court of Appeal. It is the first time that the question; has come up in asuperior court in Ireland or hngland. Paris is gloating over the detention in quarantine at Bougival of a. little London steamer having on boardsomo cargo that came from Bombay, as it. brings out the fact that Paris is now, a. seaport, Bougival has been hitherto. famous chiefly for demi mondaine boat- ing parties and suppers. A prophet is not, without honor save in his own county. Tam Guildhall Li- brary in London has refused to accepfl a. bust of the late Joseph Whitaker whose "Almanac" is “one of the mosfi useful books ever deVLsed. Marseilles is worked up because the city authorities have ordered the street venders, and especially the fist» Wives, to employ the ordinary scales instead of the old-fashioned Roman bal- anpels they had uSed from time immatu- ona. . Fifty hhousami marks have been ap- propriated to the Russian budget to the development oif the practical use! of the Rontgen rays. Prof. Friedrich of Vienna announces that. he is able by the use of the rays to find out whether a person is dead or not. A hbrse car line to the Pyramids has been authorized at Cairo. Prince Ernst von Windisoh‘gratz. who was robbed by Corsiqm brigands a month or. two ago, d'led recently; of consumptlon at Ajaccxo. ‘ Fishing in the lakes of Killarney- seems to have been destroyed by the recent bog glide. Only seven salmon have been kllled slnce it happened. One of the potsherds, inscribed with the name of Themistocles,with whichl the Athenians voted for his ostracism in 471 B. C.. has been discovered at). Athens. Islington refuses to have a. public ll.- brary even when it can have one ton nothing. The parish has rejected by a. large majority an offer of $540,000 for sudh- a library. Mlle. Conedon. the Paris youyg wo~ man who is in communication with tha Angel Gabriel, has movegi into Belgium, where the Bishop of Liege has given her his benediction. v Old and New World Events of Interest Chron- lcled Brieflyâ€"Interesting Happening. 01 Recent Date. M. Levant intarms the Academia des Sciences that steel tqmpered in com- merical carbolic acid :3 much superior to that tempered in water. WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE. FOUR CORNERS OF THE GLOBE. ROUND IHE WHOlE WORN] MAMMA HAD NOT FORGOTTEN da-u; ARMENIAN HEROINES with 1t mamma ust plain se he mug the pr 1D ISO