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Ity JeetiBlewett, Blenheim .Ont
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With angel Sower -laden
Every MO 'a. intra ihaiden
Beale e.wey from off my bosom
On a radiant sea of blies.
I aim see her drifting, driftingee
Hear thesnowy *Inge uplifting,
A.t}
hs woos hex into dreamle.nud
With a kin. _ „r
Budin hour. my pretty Sleeper,
Whispering' with thy tender keeper,
Listeuing to the word he brings thea
From a fairer world than this.
Ah, tiny heart he is beguiling,
da lie woos thee into dreamland
With a ides
Could
Coulld there come to weary mortals
Bush a, glimpse through golden portals,
• 'Would we not drift on forever'
Toward that far-off land of peace ?
Would wenot leave joys and Borrows.
Glad to -clays and ead to -morrows
rorthe Bounds of white wings lifting,
For an angel's tender kiss ?
there? What was lite and all the world to
him if he could not tarn to Mina the mo•
meat when hastood .need.. fe ,her?
ud h
was just as it bad been when the cload
first ootee between them. He, telt that he
wet left in darkness. Night 1
B19ddenly I reslized that the night, for
ine,;wits not, finished, after all; and, graep-
ing for the only straw that gave me hope, I
repeated my father's' eorde,,trying!„to make
them more et propheog than an injhnotion :
” Oat of the night, then---? "
CHAPTER XI.
TILE . PR,IM4MA. DONNA.
"•3'»15'"�'•".&Z",�i.,s r�,Ci;S°'",,':^.°�';;^�?,"„ H'^r' V, � vS•�:7 �9,i4 y
I returned ' to Florence ; basad cal
Florence 1 with her pleasures and peleoea
which stirred even the stern heart of Dante
to undying love ; lying in the green valley
between Fiesoli anddSenminiato. Flerenoe 1
The soul and throbbing heart ot Italy to
day ; tbe EI Lorado of oivilizetion before
the lengendary days of Romnlue. Florence
earn the triple thunderbolt of Jove upon
leaeleireisteenteeter
:borrowed by Greeoe and Rome 1 Florence,
with the Arno at her feet, named for the
great astrologer Arians of Etruria; with
Heronlee, holding an Aeyrian mace,
engraven upon the earliest: Fieeolien gems,
and'the lions ot Hercules still the emblems
of the city ; indorsing her wondrous claim
to foundation by Atlas, king of the loot
Atlantis, conqueror of the antedelnvian
world! Phoeeiii: of the fading Fiesoli 1 con
qqu�ered by the Romans, as a grand congaed,
three hundred years before the Nazarene
brought the glad tidings to.Galilee ; but so
tar beyond the Romana in all' the arta of
peaoeethet, though conquered in war, she
was yet the victor ; for the Romans studied
in her schools and eat et the feet of her
wise men, and, instead of Etrarie becoming
Roman, a century had scarcely passed when
all of Rome that had settled about Fiesoli
bad become in heal" and goal Etrnecan, to
remain Etruscan to this day 1 Florence 1
Victor still in heart and brain ; with her
long list of oitizene whose names. for ages,
have been enrolled throughout all Christen
dom; leaders in art, eoienoe, • literature,
philosophy and religion ; the pride of Angelo
end..Giovvni, the,tomb oftaelileo and ' the
monument of Dante, the joy -of Brandinili.
the'treaeure.hoaee, of Titian and Canova 1
Florence I named for . the_ prof (mien of
ilowere in the beautiful vmatey, yet bearing
snob a hietory of jealousy and civil conten-
tion that, in the midst of that vast and:
natural conservatory, two thousand years
of strife have been recorded end tbe lily of
Florence, blazoned on the shield of the Re.
public or held upon the red flag by Bents
r_Reparata, a beeubathed, from January
to December, in the blood of-Florentinee.1
Florence 1 The horror of horrors, the glee y
of glories; citadel of sin, temple of 'life'e
holiest ambitions : arena of bigotry, cradle
of reformation ; blood-stained battle ground
of Guelph and Ghibeline, cursed Bite of
many a martyrdom and sacred' eoil where
the devout canons of Santa Reparata and
the proud monks of Valombrosa head their
high carnivals, Florence, forever, under
the watchful °ye'°'of the guardian angel San-
minieto. Florence 1 Beautiful, horrible
Florence 1 Why did I go back to her ?-
onlyto live for six months an utterly use-
less and inanimate lite ; only to study with
my tutors, learning nothing ; only to paint
in my studio, accomplishing nothing. In-
deed, I should not have painted at all except
that my pictures brought me money, and I
had no more iritention of tonohing my
father's bank account, during his absence,
than if he had'been beside me. -
" Night " still stood upon the easel well,
upon one side of ,the etndio. I stubbornly
refused to Bell it, though I had no oomptn
ion for it and little hope of producing any.
In my most melancholy hours I would Bit
sullenly before it, making myself more
miserable, recalling my litter destitution of
power and ability to produce anything when
deprived of my tattler -my guide of Mina
-my inspiration. Long before I had pre-
pared the canvas for the companion piece,
but that was all. I had no design, no
thought even, se to what the " Morning.•
should be, for nothing more would come so
me till Mina and my father came. Thus I
grew daily more diaoonsolate and miserable.
At rare intervals there °awe a 'bright
oasis into my desert ; a letter from my
tether ; written as only one with hie
brilliana qualities mild Write; vivid word-.
piotures of foreign lands. Through hie
eyes, almost es though they were my own,
I new the natural marvels of America
where, iii universal independenoe, unre-
strainted through all 'gees, by the °urea of
men'a dominance, Nature fashioned eveiy-
thing according to the way ward freaks of
some wanton fancy whioh roan can never
fully understand, in the assertion of her
grand and exolusive prerogative to be in-
variably beautiful; forming there the
wonder peroration in the Creator's address
to Hie oreaturee. Then he led• me onward
across the broad Pacific), forever telling me
where he had been, but never so mnoh as
intimating where he was going. He did
not give a single opportunity to write to
him, and had he I• am sure that my letter
would have conveyed but a burden of
loneliness and misery, and equality sure
that it would have been sent to him by a
bearer and that bearer would have been
myself.
Beyond that one incentive I was not
conscious of a single prompting to any-
thing, throughout the Sia menthe, and the
shadow of the western bills came oreeping
toward my studio, in all the longnor of a
spring tavilight, only to find• me as ever
alone, making the most of 'my misery.
What to mo were the frienda I held among
the high -blood youths of Florence, whose
only vocation was tel awake the wanton
eohoes of the old days of the city of the
hille ? What to m�i was the club, the cafe,
the drive, the ball ? They were all repul-
sive when I no longer found my tether's
footsteps • leading there. Often had I accom-
panied him, and often met him by accident
where brilliant circles of eager devotees
knelt to the godn of revelry ; for he never
sought either to shun or restrain mo. He
had never endeavored to have nee nee him
as anything but what he was. A hypo,
oritiotl sacrifice et the altar of " example "
would have been impoeeible to him. With
him I penetrated the famed palace of
Florentine pleasure and dissipation,, and
with him I had, to some extent enjoyed
them ; but I very soon disoovered that
without him they bad lost their only
charm. Tho fanoination of escape from
restriotion wad utterly imoomprehensible
to me, for freedom thus deprived me of any
pleasure in being free.
he read everything, and in ten years hie
skillful hand had enooeeded in placing me
beyond the reach ot those temptations,
Which Ito often wreckthe youth '.too
suddenly turning from authority to become
his own criterion and mentor. Beyond
Shia, it did not lie in hie power to carry on
the, work. With subtle,hand he had ewept,
and garnished the chamber, bat it was I
and k alone :who could fill the room with
noble ambitions worthy of ouch an apart-
ment. la :lea aheorhino bigotry of. one
ides I utterly tailed, and stood that day, it
one might make ii problem of a ohmmeter,
-Fithrnee4tenanleetion toy be viotone and no
cantive to -be vttfteoble; warenye
dnoe but one result. and that nonenity. The
being, whose path had been eo easy to life's
very pinnacles, sat sullenly in his studio,
always utterly mieersble, always repeat-
ing se the dismal completitude ot life, love
and liberty : Notbiog I nothing 1 noth-
ing l"
By some delusive aooident, in the linger.
rummaging in the dant ,00rnere o
studio for some eketoh that ehonld put me
upon the. path to paint Beinething in the
morning, I suddenly cam upon the little.
embroidered puree which Leonora bad
thrown at my feet. I had neither Seen nor
thought of it-enoh was my inooueietenoy
-eine the day when I found it ands laid it
away there. It looked up at me reproaoh-
fully as I drew it from ire biding plane. It
had been deserted, neglected, alone in one
corner ot the studio, while I had been just
that in another oorner. It wee a bond of
fellowship between ue and I pressed the
little relic to my lips. Then, going nearer
to the west window, I sat down to hold it
in the sweet oompenionehip of misery.
Under the touch of this talisman those
three lost weeks ot strange, unrealized de.
light reeled bank upon me, iteneified, no
doubt, by the enohantment which dietanoe
lends the view. Leonora 1 I had thought
her only a model. That beautiful, won-
derfnl woman, with snob remarkable
powere and gaalitiee, had yielded me noth-
ing but the graceful outline upon the
mamas. Blind.I meet have been to let eo
mnoh more than she might' be pass me
" Had I been no lonely as I am now," I
said _to' myself, "I ehonld better heave ap-
preoieted her worth."
What servant ot Nemesis sent that
thought into my lonely heart, in the damp -
Jive hour of twilight, making it beat
against the frail barrier of an empty life,
with .ite suagebtion, caught from the re•
sarrected puree. It Dame in its subtle de-
lusion like' the whisper of the palm groves
in the sleep of • tits-eeile-f`�'orie-reeylon,
billowed on hie iron piok in the great
diamond fields of South 'America ; like
the silver moonlight breaking through
the clouds and garnishing with shadow's
life's ungainly ontlines ; like a ravishing
perfume ineiduonsly filling. all the air ; like
a touch of color traneforming an oppresive
scene, wan the first random. thought,
suggested by the wonder of that lonely
moment, if Leonora might not come bank
again. She could illumine that night as the
stare of the heavens. She could bewitch
its melanoboly as the subtle moonlight
bewitohes the ungainly things it shines
upon. The night might still be present,
but it would not be intensified by eolitude
and loneliness.
"Ich weise nicht. w•+esollesbedeuten.
Das ist so traurig bin;"
Beyond that, all was veiled in' impene-
trable'ishadow. The message was there for
me, but I was unable to reoeive it, and, just
• as of old, the only lesson whioh my inordi-
nate egotiein could evolve, reading the
riddle all amiss, wan gathered in the con-
daeion, which I, muttered with a shudder
"Ich glaube die Wellen verecbliugen
Am Endo Schiffer und^ Kahn;
Und das bat mit ihrem Bingen
Die Lorelei gethean. '
Breaking the spell with a straggle, I
to rned and walked rapidly back to St. Goer,
hardly daring.again to recall the day when
my father aided a,wear'y.little shadow to
drag its tired and frightened ee'f. away, and
yet tint' away from the Lorelei.
It was evening when I reveled Boppard,
brit it was easy to discover that there wro-
te* danger of being recognized, even by day-
` light. 'I met old enhootneatee grown to men
�' wand women, and men and women growing
old' b it ietecee'i f them ,'remembered_; me.
Unfortunately,,I wee ,satisfied with this
condition, end utterly failed to see the very
r •. doubtful compliment in being forgotten and
- ' llost;o,old aesooiettione, even though they
were,eimply the stupidly mod people of
elonibre old Boppard.
1 emiled•oontentedly to myself as I walked
' about the streets, all dismal and grey ; only
• -by a sort of instinct avoiding the narrow
way whinh led past Mina's home. I emiled
se Y t t a-,aurone-gird--another-of-tine
good people, end wondered what they had
ever.,thought, or if they had ever thought,
at all of the sudden disappearance of that
ragged little Italian boy, who,' even to him-
eelf, had seemed so incongruous upon those
German. pavements; only there by sut-
ierance ; only showed to be, at all, because
he was under the powerfal proteotion of
the angel, of Boppard, whom every one
loved. -
• ,In a ;moment of startled apprehension I
Wondered what Mine must have thought.
Ina vague way it had always seemed • to
lee that eomehow Mina must know. But
now, when I found so many, everywhere,
who did not know and, more than that, who
evidently did not care, I'shivered a little,
with chagrin, and asked myself if it were
possible, too, that Mina did not know, that
Mina did not-. What folly 1 01 course,
my mina cared 1
I left the street, for it was growing too
Suggestive, and, entering the corridor of the
principal' hotel of poor little Boppard, I
paused for a moment in a curious sentiment
of at o that rame ged lit t Carlo who over me n ed o
a rem -
sant of the ragged
haunt that door when the grim porter were
out of eight, to revel in glimpses of the gor-
geous corridor beyond. How dingy and
gloomy and mean shat corridor was, after
all; like life, so rich and bright when we
compare it with something poorer and
darker ; to dark when set against that
which is brighter. '
Upon the guest -list I wrote, in a large.
and. authoritative hand, "Anthony Wine.
throp." Then I laughed in. the face of the
Subservient proprietor,° who was dancing"
about me in frantic efforts' to make his
- humble inn endurable, and I wondered if
he would remember, if I called his attention
to the countless blows he had ' bestowed
about the ears of that name being, only a
few years before, when he had chanced to
find him loitering near the entrance of hie
,grand hotel.
Only of Mina I was efraid to epeak, • and
did not once pronounce her'name till I
whiepered it in the solitude of my own room'
I oven began to dread the coming of the
caorning, feeling euro that there would be
some rock, at the bend in/ the river, that
would wreck my hopes, the moment I came
too near beneath my singing Lorelei. The
impression was as real as life, though 'its
source wan only that phantaemagoriO epee -
tram, and when the morning name, I was
hardly even earprieed to find a -stranger
standing in Mina's, door.
- I asked the stranger, ycs, and I asked all
Boppard, then, for Mine ; but I could only
learn that, many years before -no one
;seemed to know how many-Mine;'n mother
had reoeived a large cum of money from
Some source, to be be' devoted to her
daughter'e education, and that the two had
gone away. Some said to one great . city,
some amid to another. But they all agreed
thatt somehow, somewhere, Mina had al-
ready become a great and celebrated lady ;
and that she ase now the pride and the
idol, jut as she had once been the little
angel, of Bopped, end that some day she
wetlnld surely oome bank o see them, when
the slumberous old town would awake, with
a great jubilee, to welcome her.
Oh, what a difference in theimage which
we two had left behind rte there. Poor,
dietorted little Carlo had not even commit-
ted a prime in Boppard by which he could'
be remembered. He was to mnoh absorbed
,jest now, however, over the lose of Mina, to
devote even a random thought to a self.
abnegating philosophy. He felt that Mine
• ' ,owed to him what it bad never occurred to
him that he owed to her in return, and
that in biding herself away from him" she
wes cruelly deserting him. It was anger
alone, however, that disturbed hin, for he
knew that it would not be forever; of course
.she would come beck to him; but what
right had oho to go away at till, when she
' know that to, Boppard he would come to
peek her ? Bo was wounded much es lie
bad been the day when she told him that
he o snktdo better. Angrily he looked upon
$io- gi i y walla- o:- Boppardn . What Wag
OM dull town io him, if Mins were not
ASS TO BALDNtiR8B.
the Hair nutter Responsible? -Bald
Women are Comparatively Unknown,
And They Never Heave Their. Halo Vote-
Food for $eileetlon.
" You'd better have your
So said the barber in the
and Cortland streeip.
" Why ?" be wee;aaked.
only a week ago."
" Yes: but I see it ie very
said the barber, " and I
eho
hair trimmed,
shop at Ohuroh
" I had it out
thin on '%p,".
think that it
uId be cut very frequently in order to
tateArITT7`r.na-17;r7T: TOT, ,; On the next atternoon-the barbern Stile
Park avenue hotel was making bis last ex-
cursion with a razor•over the same mane
taoe, says. the New York Sun. " Yon are
getting bald," said he. " Now, what, a
gigantic mystery it is --this eubjeot of the
hair. bald on are getting bald.
Neither of us would try to save a th
ROUE. SWEET HOIt(11.
John Howard Payne Ones Bang it Under
Adverse Ch cumstapoes.
1 When .the Qherokee Indians were ra-
woved,from theirbomes in Georgii` to theiitx.
possessions wee% of the Diissieeippi River,
John Howard Payne, author ot " Homo, E.
Sweet Home," was spending a few 'weeks
with his lite -long friend, John Rope, ohiet
of the Cherokees. Several prominent
Cherokees were in prison, and that portion
at Georgia in which the tribe w llo ed
was scoured by armed squads
Georgia militia.
'While Rose and Payne were seated before
n , t #t.. e1 vbt9h the had
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from his house, the door was suddenly
buret open and eight militi'smen entered..
Roes and Payne 'were arrested and taken
away on horeebaok. Rain was Calling, and
the joetney leeied all nignt. Toward mid-
night Payne's escort, to keep himself
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if that wool have kept rte a fall head awake, began to sang " Boma, t�iweet Home
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"I reckon not," eaid his escort, but it's
a good Bong so make a feller think oft •
home he's left behind him-" you know w
" Yee," said Payne. " Do y
wrote that song?"
" No ; ` do.y oa 7" the soldier answered.
+• Yea," said Payne, " I wrote it."
"" A lot yon did 1" returned the eoldier
osmotically. " Yea can tell that to some
tellers, but not to me. Look here, if you
made Haat song -and I don't know you
didn't -you can say every word of tit. Now
start in and reel is off, or I'l1 boanoe you
from your horse end lead yon instead of
him."
Payne answered the threat by repeating
the words of the song in a slow, enbdued
tone, and then snug it, making the old
woods ring with the en<Jody end the pathos
of the words.
A+ arts l est notes died away; the sailer
eaid kindly, "If ye didn't write it, ye can
sing it ; and graoione I believe you did
write it 1"
He , ddt d that the men who could write
such a song, and eing,it as Peyne head done.
oboaldn_t O. to prison it he could help Is.
When the party reached Milledgeville; .
the prisoners, mach to their surprise, were
discharged, atter a brief preliminary ex.---
amination
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amination ; and Rees elweye ineieted ,that
they had been saved from icsalt and im-
prieonment by the power of "Home, Sweet'
Home," as sung by Paine on that midnight
journey. -Youth's Companion.
Spring Assizes, 1891.
arse, -C. -J
dom will gave -any man a single hair o
head. For my part; the only know'.
e I have, atter being in the barber baai•
e 20 years, ie purely negative. I think
1 if you doe'$ have your hair out it will
fall out."
What 2 Never have it out 7"
Stop a minute. Did you ever see a
dbeaded woman 2 You never did.
11, each a thing as a baldheaded woman
eta, but they.are very rare. Now, why
women practically never bald, and why
men growing bald in greater numbers
ry year.? Yon naturally reply -or you
old it you had thought about it as mnoh
1 -that the reason lige in the bats
men wear. Their hate amount to note -
The average bonnet does not weigh
o• ounces. Their hate are open, and
re is more or lees ventilation ander 'and
ough them, whereas men's hats are
eve, boxes that enolose and weigh down
d stifle the hair." .
' I never thought ot that."
' Well, that amounts •to nothing," said
e barber. " It sounds important, but
Stever we. say in favor of women's hate
offeet.,.hy_ _the fent that they wear them
ice as many hours et s; iimej"ie men
artheire, Women often put a hat on
the morning and don't remove it till
nner ; they wear their bonnets in church,
the theatre, during their 'calls, every -
here and all the time. The important
ffnrenoe between the sexes is; after all,
at boys and men have their hair out
d girls and wornendon't. A little girl's
it is nursed atter she passes early
ildbood--Some_f&hers who are obliged
keep their �'familien in the hot oity.
stet that their babiee' hair Bhsll be out,
d the mothers yield in the • oases of the
rte with great reluctance, and after the
ttle girls are four or five years old the
omen. fight to have their hair unont
enoeforward, and such ie the rule with
oat girls.. Atter thinking it all over for
0 years I am of the opinion that hair-
atting produces baldness.
" See," continued the barber, " what
onderfnl heads of hair the 'Indiana have.
ow think it is ; how splendid are the
raids they wear down their becks. It is
o with all savages -all have plenty of
air and .none ever out it. The white
D:1 who live in wild countries or on our
order exemplify the, same thing. They
ear ,their hair down on their 'shoulders]
nd it is thick and luxuriant ; but it has
ot been out in all the time they have lived
he life of the rude people; around them.
My calm decision is that it yon want to
etabinah baldness yon 'must keep the eras-
ers away from your. head. No medoiine
will remedy baldness. To find a physio
hat will do eo is the surest road to a giant
ortnne, and men have been experimenting
or more than it century without, finding a
remedy."
The solitary watcher by the west
window went out into the twilight that was
fast fading into night. It was a beautiful
starry' .night. ; casting a halo about the
random prompting of the moment which
he was following and making him wonder
that he' had never thought of it before, but
so long been torturing himself ie eeolasion
without one friend in -hie retreat • to
whieper : " Solitude is sweet." No wonder
that his life had been gloomy, without a
responsive voice but that of a servant, a
tenor, a groveling oritio, an erratio pur.
cheaer. What joy to find some one to tarn
to whose words would not be garnished
with subservienoy.
Already -it seemed but a moment -I wes
passing through the Roman Gate and turn-
ing tip the hill. Leonora had told me 80
plainly where she lived that, though I had
never been there, I felt sure that I could
find the house. It was in the most aristo-
cratic) enbnrb of Florenc% but many it
home still clung to the hillside among the
villas of the wealthy.
Unconsciously bolding the little ; purse
still in my hand, with no foreboding or nn-
certainty this time, I hurried on through
the deepening shadows, searching them on
either side for something that ehonld meet
the pioture of Leonora'd home as I had
drawn it in my mind. The evening was
psrfeotly calm, and all I approaohed a
piotnresque villa, close upon the highway,
I listened to the low, sweet voice of some
one, sitting alone upon the balcony, singing
that quaintly pathetio song which had re-
cently been brought to Italy from the
Wert Indica : _:--
"Day in melting purple dying,
Blossoms all around mo sighing,
N'ragrance from the lilies straying,
Zephyrs with my ringlets playing,
Yb but we.ken my distress ;
I am tired of loneliness."
(To be Continued.
Brantford' ...'iveedr.y 20th March
Guelph Tuesd>a.y.•--•--•..•......17th March
Berlin Tuesday......... <.....e4h Marek
Stratford Tuesday Slat March
Sirocco) Monday.-- . .... . ...6th April
Cayuga ' Thursday ...... ... ...9th April
Welland......... Monday-- ...... 13th April
Hamilton Monday . 20th April
Roan, J.
Brookville.-- .,.....,.Monday 9th March
Cornwall ' Tuesday 17th March
Kingston Mondey 233rd March
Napanee Monday'
Picton Monday.- ... ......... 6tia April
Belleville Monday ........,.19th April.
Whitby. Monday...---..- ... 2 pril
Cobourg Monday ...... ..........h. May
FdLcoNBBiDOE,J.
Monday 9th March
16th March
Monday
__Monday 23rd Merely
Monday.....: ......... 30'th March
Moi. day 13th April
tiarn1a Monday 20th April
Chatham ,......Monday •..... 27th April
Sandwich Wednesday 6th may ..
Mao Maws, J.
Monday. ...» 9th March
Fashions for Men.
The creased trousers have bad their day.
The "lesser swells have jest begun to emu-
late this fashion as it goes out of favor with
the tip -toppers.
There. 4 cannot be any gneetion that
pajamas are the retiring garments of warm
'weather, and night robe' are the slumber
gowns of oolder temperature.
The white fall dress cravats have
finally felt the effect of the tendency to
bigness in neck wear. The latest ex•
ampler spread out to greater widths at the
ends. -
Asettredly the overgaitere should com-
port with or match the waistcoat, over-
coat, hat or some other portion of the
attire, otherwiee they are featured to a too
dominant degree. ,
New walking gloves are, of course, prefer-
able to those that show the ravages of long
service. But worn and even soiled walking
gloves are better than no gloves at all.
C. DI. B. A.
The Supreme Council and Grand Coun-
cil of Canada of the Catholic Mutual
Benevolent Asnoietion had a joint consul-
tation yesterday at the Rosnin 1 Houma on
bneineoa connected with, the moiety. The
Grand Conned of Canada was represented
by Grand Chancellor J. O'Connor •; Grand
President, Dr. MoOabe ; Grand Trustees,
Rev. Father Tiernan, Barlow, Molphy,
MoPhillipe, and Messrs. E. J. Rielly and
T. P.Tanaley; John O'Mara, Grand Legal
Adviser, and S. R. Browne, Grand Re.
corder. It is possible that several import.
ant amendmente to the by-lewe will be the
result of the session.
Useful for• Hoaelceefera.
Two gills, one cupful.
Two cupfuls, one pint.
Two wineglassfule, one gill.
'Four 'tablespoonfuls, one wineglass.
Two ealtepoonfule, one ooffeespoonfal.
Three teaspoonfuls, one tablespoonful.
Two' pepperepoonfnle make one ealt-
epoonfnl.
" What is the moaned thing out? " De
Nood wee asked- " A pretty girl in the
rain with gum boots on," ho replied with a
sigh.
Word cotnos from Los Angeles, Cal,,that
Woodstock...
St.Thomae,.,
Walkerton...
London
Goderidh
Barrio
Owen Sound Monday ..,,23rd March
Lindsay. Monday 30th March
Peterboro' ,..Monday 6th April
Porth Monday 13th. April
Pembroke...... Tuesday ,,. 21st April
L'Orignal Monday...... 27th April
Ottawa,..... Thursday 30th April
STREET, J.
The wide -bosomed, nngerniehed ebirt
front for Lull dress is the Barer indication
of metropolitan training. The embroidered
effects find favor in the smaller oities end
provinces.
The delicate shades in pearl of nndreeeed
kids, with a narrow cordembroidery npon
the back in self-oolor and with a single
large peer' button, ie the ultra fastidious
type for fall dress.
In trousers there will be a trifle more of
distinotivenese in patterns among , the
reguler lines. There are, however, some
big plaids in black and whites, with lines
of red or bine or yellow tracery permeating
the design thet will be mads up in trousers
to he worn with the mired snits. -Clothier
and Furnisher.
Toronto -Civil
Court Monday ...... _..-.... 9th March_
Toronto -Criminal
Court Monday 20th April
Milton Monday........... •..27th April
Brampton... ,Tuursday... 30th April
Sc. CatharinesMonday , 4h May
Orangeville Monday llth May
Chancery spring Wraiths, 1891.
Born, C.
Monday 9th March
Monday. ..,,:.» 23rd March
Weduesday - let April
Friday 10th April
Thursday ...18th April,
Monday 20th April
FERGUSON, J.
Wednesday 8th April
Wednesday 15th April
Monday 4th May
Friday 8th May r
Thursday 14th May
Monday let June
7nnrtnmvn,a
Simeoe
Hamilton
St. Catharines
Brantford
Guelph
Owen Sound
Woodstock
Barrie
Lindsay
Peterboro'
Stratford
Whitby
Toronto
'St Thomas
Walkerton
London
Goderich
Sarnia
Chatham
Sandwich
J.
Monday 16th Blank
Thursday 16th April
Wed uesday .22nd April e
Monday filth April
Monday Ilth May
Monday 18th May
Thursday 21st May
Monday 1st June
MEREDITH, J.
Cobourg Monday 9th March
Belleville Friday 13th March
Ottawa Thursday 19'.h March
Friday 24th April
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James' Life a Burden.
In the latter part of 1888 the rioh uncle
of James Babcock, of Ann Arbor, died,
leaving him 550,000 on condition that he
married inside of three years. Since then
James' life has been a burden. Hundreds
of young and old women sent him lettere
"and photogrephie, the lettere setting forth
their therms and the photographs
demonetrating them, while times of other
women celled in pereon. Young Babooek
has &telly surrendered to a sister of C. B..
gan,Wis., whom he will wed in a short time.
ir
" Do you ever follow the advisee of Pol.
onins-' neither a borrower or a lender
be 2' " " I follow it hall way. I never
My father lied read my Ieroperanient Reuben Irving, ormer y nn p g, nre- .
tho tame keen aeoulacy with twhioh boron:Mind ettioide titters. 13/4111 only n runott-the bank.
Brockville
Cornwall
Kingston
Letting a Man Mone.
That a huaband is at times silent and pre-
ecoupied does not, argue that he is indif-
ferent tb hie wife, 'wrists Mrs. Phineas T.
Barnum in the Ladies' Home Journal ; he
mese/ be depreased, and yet not feel that
captione and frettnl, yet feel no irritation
against his wife. I am not absolving men
from the obligation to be agreeable to
their woman -kind, nor extenneting I their
frequent infractions of the code of martial
amenities ; I am only enuring you, for
your own good, that these things are often
the outweird and vieible alien of an inward
and spiritual disacoordanbe which ybu have
not caused, and about which you would be
unwiee totgrieve. Learn tu wait, and by-
and-by you will find that 'Actinism; went
wrong that day ; or he sat in a draft, and
all his bones ached with an ineipient cold ;
or he had eaten an indigeetible meal (not
at home, of otinrse), end' WRO depressed he
knew not why. Wait ! wait ! and when you
have found out whet the matter was, you
will be thankfnl yott did not weary biro
with foolish goestions.
A Perverse Woman.
" What 1 You loved another 1 Bat you
eaid you'd marry me if your father dis-
owned putt "
." I know. Bat he a idn'tdinown met you
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