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“And for Nelly‘s, too, sir. See how she stands and looks up into your face. waiting for you to ‘cide. just as if she understood all that I was axin of you, which of course she do.” “Not a doubt of it," assented the cupâ€" tain. At that moment the messengers who had been dispatched (01‘ shutters and mattresses returned with the articles. and set them down before Captain Pen- dleton. “Now, my men.” said the captain, “arrange one of the mattresses upon the shutter, and assist me to lay my wounded friend upon it." Ready hands obeyed this direction, and the faintly breathing body of Lyon Bomers was laid down in comparative Ready and the Berners ease. The same service was performed for poor young Munson, who was badly in- jured, and also quite unconscious. “Now, my men, this poor negro has reason to believe that. the body of his mistress may be found in the bottom of that vault; I want you, therefore, to go to work as fast as you can, and remove all the rubbish that has fallen into it, even down to the floor," was the next order given by the captain. And ‘the meh seized their picks and re- sumed their digging with renewed energy. “Joe. stay here by your master and this poor felow; and occasionally wet their lips with this brandy and water while I go and see to the Clearing,r out of the vault," said Captain Pendleton; and, leaving Joe in charge of the wounded men, he followed the workmen to the ruins to urge them to the greatest ex- pedition. adding as a reason for haste: “It is time that Mr. Bernors and Mun- 'son should be taken to my house. and placed in bed, to receive proper medical attention. But I cannot consent to leave this spot even to attend to them, until I find out. whether the body of Mrs. Bemers is really under the ruins." Thus exhorted. the men worked wilh tremendous energy, and soon dug away all the pile of rubbile and laid the depths of the vault open to the torch- light. But there was nothing to be seen but the damp and slimy walls and floor, and the llllle heaps of broken stones and fallen plaster in the corners. “Not there! Well, then. I didn't know whether I was a-hoping or a-fearing 10 find her there, or whether I‘m glad or sorry now at not finding: her there? said Joe. who in his excessive anxiety had at length deserted his post behind the wounded men, and hobbled up to 1he opened vault. “You should be glad‘ for now you have no evidence of her death; but, on the other hand. good reason to hope that she is somewhere alive and well," said Captain Pendleton. “That's so, too, Marslov Capping only see what a little slow-teller is l” “It was her master she scented. and she found him.” “Yes, but she tried to make me be- lieve as her mistess was down there also. And look how she sticks to the story! There she is down there, still running round and round. like she was crazy, and asnuffing at all the corners!" “Never mind Nelly. Joe. Come alone. now. We must take your master and the other poor fellow on to my house. It should have been done before this. I am sorry for this delay. which has been so fruitless,” said Captain Pendle- ton. as he led the way back to the‘spnt. where he had left the injured victims of the explosion. “Mm-slei- Capping,” said Joe. _as he hobbled utter Pendleton. “I have got two horses tied up there in the wood& of they haven't been frightened :tl the blow- ing up. and done broke loose: and I have got a wagon down by the road- side, if so be as you would like to con- vey my wounded 1nar<ler and the t’other gemplan that a way." “NO, Joe: the jolting of n wagon might be fatal to them in their nrruenl ermdi- tion. They must be carried can-chill): on shutters. But the wagon will he just the thing, to convey the doml bodies to Blnckville, where an inqm‘d lllllSl he held upon them." answered Hn' wuntnin. And he requested some of the men pre- sent to go in search of the horses. :nhl to harness them to the wagon for the required services to the «lead. \xhile other: he detained to help in wire of the wounded. When the shutters upon which Lynn When the shullors upon \\' Berncrs and Robert Muan each carefully lifted by the [our men, and the lilllc prouu about to start, Captain Penth to Joe, saying: “You must go with n‘ limb looked to, and also master, who will Heel near him when he come “Yes. sir, Marso Cap] l will go. But oh. my what will I have to tell ter. when he opens his a! me?" cried Joe, bursl infl {ull Nell, ‘Comc, come. no a I and do your duty n low your master,” lain {HE GRlMINM’S GUNHSSIUN CHAPTER IV.â€"(’Continued). . 511', I‘ll do it: but I must get5 [usL I couldn't lmue her. 0001‘.l OR, SY BIL BERNER’S VINDICATION man )ing 1M. ed carefully on will be jus! the dond bodies to qnm! mus! be m Hm vnplnin. of H19 men pre- which I.) on lay w he lmnds occasion be \\'i l h M into tears. Slop howl- h is now to slulnled the ’en nly mulnm, 3‘ Lord, 1' mars- d looks But Nelly \V C l‘ your 31k little dog, here to pine away and die in the vaults." sighed Joe, who then, litt- ing his voiee. cried, “Nellyl Nelly 1" At the sound of his voice the little ter- rier ran up from the vault, and leaped upon him. Joe stoopedand picked her up in his arms, and hugged her affectionately to his bosom, as he said: “You see, it’s no use stayin’ here, my poor little dog. Our mistess an’t no‘ wheres about here." Nelly was, however, of a different opinion, and she whined and struggled to be released; and when Joe held her faster, she growled and threatened him with her teeth. “Can‘t helpit, my little darling. Our misless an't nowhere round, and it an‘t no use your stayin’ here to grieve your- self to death among the ruins. You've got to go alongwith meâ€"Owtcht you little devil. you!" exclaimed Joe, sud- denly breaking off in his discourse. and dropping the dog; who, having found that all her efforts to release herself had been in vain, had made her little teeth meet in the fleshy part of the ne- gro’s hand. “Was there ever such a vicious little beast Y” cried Joe, as he hobbled away, sucking the blood from his wounded member. “Now she may stay there for me. I don’t care ef she do pine herself to death, agrawatin’ little brute 1" And so, grumbling and gi‘o'wling, he hobbled alter the little procession that was now well on its way through the thicket. Meanwhile little Nelly ran back into the vault, and recommenced her irra- tional investigations. The hour of the night were on. The men who had been sent in search of the horses, with great difiiculty found and caught them, and brought them back to the scene of the explosion. The dead bodies were bound upon their backs, and they were led through the thicket to the ,road, where the empty wagon was wait- .ing. As there were five bodies and but two horses, and as only one body could be bound upon one horse at a time, it was necessary to make three trips through the thicket, before they could all be got upon the wagon. So it was a work of time and trouble to remove all the dead from the scene of the catas- trophe. At length, however, the last body was bound upon the last horse and led away by the last man that left the spot _.. .n...‘ wish to have it. And here am 1. to serve as your lady's maid. And when you are dressed. there will be a dinner ready for you, of which Inlay say that the Governor of the State will not sit down to a better one lo-day." Sybil gave her hand in token of re-‘ conciliation. and then arose from her couch of leaves. \‘ery glad was she of the opportunity of washing and changâ€" ing her dress; for of all the petty priva- tions that were \mixed up with her great troubles. she felt most the want of fresh water and clean clothes. The girl waited on her kindly and skillfully. And Sybil would have been well pleased had she not, in taking up one of the fresh damask towels. saw on it the initials of her friend, Beatrix Pen- dleton. She held it up to the view of her hostess, and looked inquiringly. “Yes, to be sure! we wanted face towels, and they brought away a dozen or so of them from a house they recent- ly visited. But you cannot help it. I advise you to make the best of everyâ€" thing," said the girl, answering the look. Sybil said not a word in reply: but she thought within herself. “I am forced to consort with thieves. and to use their stolen goods; but I will profit by nothing which I shall not make good to the owner; and so as soon as I shall be freed, I will privately send Miss Pen- dleton a four-fold compensation.” And thus, having satisfied her con- science, Sybil took her hostess’ advice, and made “the best of everything." When she was thoroughly renovated by a complete change of clothing, every article of \rhirh she recognized as the property of Miss Pendlelon, her strange hostess conducted her into the spacious and beautiful cavern that has been at- rAnd of all the living crowd that had filled the churchyard and surrounded the ruin, none was left but the little Skye terrier. Nelly, who was still at work in the vault. What was she doing. She, had concentrated her attention and her energies upon one spot-a moderate-sized heap of densely-packed rubbish in one corner. She was scratch- ing away at this heap; she had already burrowed a hole of some depth: and still she scratched away, with all her might and main. until her strength failed; and then she sat down on her hind quarters and panted until she re- covered her breath; and then she re-. commenced and scratched away for dear life until something fell on the other side. and with a bark and bound of joy. she leaped through the aperture and ran snufl‘mg along the damp ground. Eureka! the little Skye terrier had dis- covered what human intelligence had failed to do! She had found the secret. subterranean passage. and now be sure she will find her mistress. lU llUl‘ JUCUI [ii of her strange 1101' memory all “You have s! the girl. “I h dozen limes at always found never even ch Late much though to 1101- 1101‘ alwuy never think Sybil “Always the same subjec stupid and tiresome. But I about your husband. He at lhe Haunted Chapel, wa constables to go away so resume his search for you.’ “Poor Lyon! But how (5 lhis "Moloch !' You have mentioned that name sex-oral limes. Who is Moloch 1’" "the lieutenant. of the band. Belial is me adjuianl. Satan is the captain, but, we seldom see him. He is a very fine gentleman. of the very first society. I have no doubt that you have met him often in the drawingâ€"rooms of wealth and fashion. “Good Heaven! girl. what story is this that you are telling me?" Ht M< u have slept long and well,” said' ill. “I have been in here half-a- limes at least to look at you, and 5 round you fast asleep. You even changed your posilion. I you must. feel much better." 001 very well. thank you. if onlv (I hear from my‘ husband,” replied rays the same subiecl! lhnl i: soon If hands Ill to light tom van then re candlesti wax can that they altar of shiveer in 1h 1'9frbhc. who has just CHAPTER V. I m mlr. somewh Jbilation.” kbiect! that is It I can tell you He is just. now waiting for [he so that he may vou." cqme in, told do you know ‘ “I shall be gralcl'ul butâ€"my husband 1“ “Oh, bother. there it, “Oh, bother. there it, is again I Always the same mew! If lhere's anylhing in the world makes me feel ilL it is a love- sick woman I" exclaimed the strange girl. But her short-lived anger quickly disappeared, and, holding out her tiny broad hand to her guest, she said: sick girl. disapr broad Sybil gave conciliation, couch of 10:]‘ the opporiun ing her dress (ions that hands and called in her pale attendant to light up the cavern. And the phanâ€" tom vanished for a few moments, and then returned with two tall silver candlesticks, supporting two such large wax candles that Sybil saw at a glance that they must have been stolen from the altar of a Catholic chapel. And she shiver-ed again at, perceiving that she was the guest or the worst of outlawsâ€" saereligious church-robbers! But soon her attention was attracted by the splen- dor of the scene around. when the stal- aciite walls of the cavern, lighted up by the great candles, emitted millions (f prismatic rays of every brilliant hue, as if they were incrusted with diamonds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, amethysts, topazes and carbuncles, all oft he purest. she thought within to consort wilh their stolen goods nothing which I s] the owner; and so freed, I will priv‘ dleton a four-fold )1 the owner; and so as soon as 1 mun m freed, I will privately send Miss Pen- dleton a four-fold compensation.” And thus, having saiisl‘md her con- science, Sybii took her hostess’ advice and made “lhe best of everything." When she was thoroughly renovated by a complete rhange of clothing, every article of \vhii-h she recognized as ihe property of Miss Pendiolon, her sirange hostess conducted her into the spacious and beautiful cavern that has been al- ready described. There was a large round table set in the middle of the floor, covered with a fine white damask- cloth, and furnished with a heterogeneous service of the richest silver plate, the most delicate Sevres china, and the coarsest earthenâ€" ware and rudesl cutlery. Around the table were seals as miscellaneous in quality as was the seryice; there were three-legde stools, stumpy logs of wood set. on end, one very large stone, and one elegant piano-chair. “We always eat our great meal of the day in lhis place. You would call it dinner; we call it supper, but it is all the same." said the girl. “Oh !" exclaimed Sybil, looking in disâ€" may at the many plates, “ohl have I got 10 meet all those horrid men ‘3" “Yes, my lady! You must meet these horrid men who have saved you! They do not often have the honor of a lady‘s company to supper, and they will not dispense with yours now,” replied the elfin hostess. surczislically. A shudder ran 1hmugh Sybil's frame; but she rallied all her strength to resist the creeping terror. “These thieves are men, after all.” ’she said to herself. “They are not beasts nor devils. as {heir companion calls them: they are human beings, why should I fear them '2” And she spoke very cheer-fully to her hostess, inquir- mg : soon the wi hands and ml] to light up the ions in?” “They drop in at any time in the even- ing. Some of them will be here soon, and then we will have supper.” The darkening of the cave now indi- cated that the sun was setting. And soon the wild hostess clapped her hands and called in her pale attendant in light 110 the cavern. And the phanâ€" the great prismatic if they w rubies, er fire “Whon do you oxpoctlyour compan- within herself, “I am forced wilh thieves. and lo use goods; but I will profit by :11 I shall not make good to and so as soon as I shall be 31'u1 for all thisâ€"but Yes, for I tell men of fashion 301' old Moloch, [5â€"8. rude, rug- here is Vulcan.” men ?" inquired g out her tiny ‘ she said: ash! There is I clean towels. Involuntarin Sybil shrank closer to her hostess, as they passed near her. But not one of them either did or said anything to alarm or oflend her. Each one. in his turn, grumy greeted her by nodding, as he pulled off his hat and threw it into a corner, and then seated himself at the table. himself at the table. The elfin girl clapped her hands. and when her attendant appeared. she orderâ€" ed that supper should be immediately brought in. Meantime Sybil furtivelv observed the four robbers. but one of them especially fascinated her gaze, with something of the terrible fascination that the boa constrictor is said to exercise upon the beautiful birds of the Brazilian forest. He was a great red-haired and red- bearded giant. whose large limbs and coarse features had well earned for him the nick-name of “Moloch;" and Moloch, Sybil instinctively knew this man to be. The other three were ordinary, hirsute, dirty rumans. upon whom she scarcely bestowed a glance. Her eyes continual- ly reverted to Moloch. from whom she could not long keep them. He was huge. ugly. brutal. ferocious; but he commanded attention. if only from the1 power that was within him. But what terrified Sybil the most was‘ this-â€"that her own fascinated eyes at length attracted hisfiand he looked at her’with a devouring gaze that made her eyelids fall and her very heart sink within her. The two womenâ€"the dark and shri- veled old Hecate. and the pale, cold Proserpineâ€"now brought in the supper. And as the elfin hostess had declared, a more luxurious meal did not grace the table of the State's Governor that day. There were green-turtle soup. rock fish, ham, wild turkey, and partridges, with every variety of vegetables and of con- diments. And there were pies, pud- dings, custards and pastries of every description. And jellies, jams, and fresh and preserved fruits, of every sort. And there were priceless wines, and fragrant coffee and tea. All these luxuries were placed at once upon the supper-table, or a side table, in full view of the company. view of the company. “We have no printed bill-ofâ€"fare." laughed Sybil’s strange host; “but the fare itself is before you!" “Let the lady be seated in the place u‘ honor,” gi‘oWled Moloch, glowering at Sybil wilh his dreadful eyes. “Which means the piano stool, I sup- pose," said the strange hostess, taking Sybil by the hand, and leading her to the seat in question. She suffered herself to be put into it; but fhe next inslant she was horrified by the insolcnee of Moloch, who de- liberately arose/from his seat and came around and placed himself beside her, and laid his great hand upon her shoul- “You are handsome." he said. “Do you know it? But of course you do. The swells have told you so a many limes.” “Now don’t put on airs. You're one of us. you know, and so we’ll ’l‘end you to the last drop of blood in our weins. Only don’t put on airs; but be kind to 1hem as are kind to you," growled the brute. “Don't touch me ing from him. “But take your hand awayâ€"please do. I cannot bear il l" cried Sybil, shrinking further off still. “Why, now. if you only knowed what this here hand have done in your sat-- “Why, now. if you only knowed what this here hand have done in your sat-- vice. you fondle on to it, instead 0’ flinging it off like it was a wasp.’ coaxed lhe ruman, stealing his arm around her neck. Bul Sybil. with a sudden and violent gesture, cast it off. and started to her feet. seizing the knife beside her as a weapon of defense. “Lord bless your prelty little soul. wliul’s the good of that? Why, when I was a lad. I always liked to lease the killons host that spit and scratched and fit {he most!- That only makes me like you better. Come now. sit down along- fit {he most!- That only makes me like you better. Come now, sit down along- side 0’ me, and let‘s be good friends," said the ruman, throwing his arms around Sybil, and forcing her into her seat. “Stop that, you devilish beast! Let the lady alone I” cried Sybil's nameless hostess. in a voice of authority. “Don’t be jealous. my darling." re- plied Moloch, tightening his grasp around Sybil's waist. around Sybil's waist. “Men! why don‘t you interfere? He is rude to the lady !" cried the girl, ap- pealing to thee thers. “We never meddle between other men and their sweethearts. Do we, mates ‘2" called out one. “No, no, no I" answered the others. “Oh, if Satan were here t” cried the girl. in despair. “Satan is here 1” responded a voice close by. And the robber captain stood among them as if he had risen from the earth. Moloch dropped Sybil, and cowered in the most abject manner. Sybil looked up, and turned cold from head to foot; for in the handsome, stately. graceful form of the brigand chief. she recognized the finished gen- tleman who, in the Character of “Death.” had danced with her at her own mask ball. andâ€"the probable mur- derer of Rosa Blondellet (To be continued). The Taxation Committee of the Ger- man Reichstag has accepted the ppm 1.osal for taxing picture post cards. This measure, it passed at the plenm‘v sitting of the Reichstag, will bring in 21 revenue of $2,500,000. It is computed that 500,000,000 picture post-cards are annually sent through the German post offices. ‘lact that ham Mm Brown: “How wquld you define TAXING PICTU RE POST Mrs. Jones : “I should say is the abilin to make your hus- cve he is having his own way." said Sybil. shrink- CA RDS you begin taking up the hay, which: work must, of course, be done in wee-t tlier suitable for hay making. The ted-t der should be used in this way tor the purpose of getting all the externalt moisture out of the hay. This is veryt necessary when it is to be baled. Two wagons and three men are usually sufficient to get the hay to the] baler. as it is best to do the work in the hay field. If it is not convenient to se- cure teams to haul the baled hay to market. the bales may be ricked up and _ The man who grows timothy produces it for the market, for it is not the best. “1mg for Stock, clover or mixed hay be-; mg preferred by the large majority of! careful feeders of all kinds of stock} writes Mr. W. W. Stevens.. If it. should be grown for home consumption. them the harvesting should begin about the; time the heads are in full bloom, as you; then have a nice green, sweet-smelling! hay without much dust or lint. But, when it is to go to market, allow it to, get quite ripe before the cutting beginsu, Engage ahead of the season a reliable: hay baler to do your work just when you need him, if you do not own a hater yourself. With satisfactory arrange- ment made for the baling of hay you can start the mower, getting a few acres cut down ahead of the teams. One man and team will be sufficient to operate the mower and tedder. The tedder should be started an hour or so beforet vnn hom’n tnkind nn the hay‘ “lhicnt 4» f ++++++++++++++++++++++ IIAIIVIZS'I’ING TUE TIMOTHY CROP ++++++++.+,+#}#t+.+_+}fl+f covered with some refuse hay or straw to protect lhem till time may be had to haul them to the ham or to market. It is best to sell and ship hay just as it is baled. It saves handling. which costs money, and I find no trouble in getting buyers for hay baled and shipped direct. from the meadow. Care must be taken not to bale up any damp hay. It in- jures your trade as well as reputation. ,1, ____-,_A “V”: knot uuu u, .,...v - jures your trade as well as reputation. This method is the cheapest and best when one comes to handling the tim- othy crop. Any sort of stacking, rick- ing or mowing away hay adds to its’ cost and thus reduces the farmer‘s pro- fits. If you can possibly engage a man to do your baling, just the day you need him, then put up your timothy in good, large hay cocks,. where it may stand some time without any serious damage. .When thus put up, the cocks can be readily dragged to the baler without forking the hay in the wagon. This method does not take much more labor than to haul it to baler direct from the swath. le nun:- If there is any considerable amount of hay to handle, a good loader is an indispensable piece of machinery in the hay field. It does the hardest part of, the work, and will put hay on the wa- gon faster than any two men will do the work under ordinary conditions. In this part of the country it is a very diffi- cult matter to secure extra help in hay time, and the average help is never as reliable as a machine that can be made to take the place of hand work. I had always heard that hay baled directly from the swath would sweat and mould. no matter how well cured it might be. but I know from recent exper- ience and observation that the very best of hay can be made as above noted, the only point is to observe carefully and see that their is no external moisture on the grass when it is baled. What is more pleasav‘. than a (ll‘iVl through the counh)‘ in June? Drive your workâ€"don't let it drive you Scrubs in any breed are on the ex pense account every time. About ihe Farm DESTROYING CANADA TIIISTLES FARM NOTES