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To•Da7.
Prom early light to late at night, '
chatter, chatter, chatter,
It things are sad or things &robed,
Dearme, what does it matter ?
The livelong day to me is gay,
And I keep &Walla laughing ;
The world at best is ouch a jest, ,
'Tilt only fit for chafing.
Along the brim of life te skim,
Not in its depths be sinking,
'With jest and smile time to _beguile,
Not tre one's pelf with thinking.
To teach and do, and to and fro,
To gossip, talk and tattle.
To hear the news, and to amuse
One's world withendless prattle:
Thiele my lite : I hate all strife.
With none I dm a snarler
I like to joke with pleasant folk
In any pleasant parlor.
And when the day has slipt away,
Ere I blow out rev candle,
I sit awhile, and muse and smile,
O'er that last bit of scandal.
•••••••••••
Wo-L1lorror.
I will not think the last farewell we hear
Is more than brief" good-bye 's that attend
saith
Turning toward home, thet to our home lies
near;'
will not think aoharehly of kind death.
will not think the last looks of dear eyes •
Fade With the light that fades of our dim air,
But what the apparent glories of the skies
Weighslown their lids withbeams toobrIght to
bear.
Our dead liave left us for no dark, strange lands,
Unwelcogied there, and Vial no friends to
met;'
But hands of angels hold thetrienabling bin
And hands of angels guide the faltering feet.
I will not think the rout gropes dumb and bl
A brief space Caro' our world, death -doom
. from birth ;
I will not think that Love shall neverid14.
A fairer heaven then he made of earth.
A BIRTHDAY. ' •
Your birthday, dear -a year ago
The world with Maytide joy wasglgd;
I heard you whisper, as you stood 0
In the' green shadow of the wood. •
'Can any heart to -day be sad?"
A year ago I brought you flowers;
- Long sprays of hawthorn, pink and white:
But now those flowers are dry and dead,,
And you may pass with noiselestrtread
O'er fieldevith fairer blossoms bright.
AT year ago I wished you joy, '
That all things good the year might bring;
But ere the time rolled round again,.
Caine grit the angsl herald
, And then a summons from the King.
A year ago t a year ago „_
I clasped Your handia and Mese:1'1'0er bievr;
Now you have journeyed far away,
Beyond our earthly night and day—
The angels keep your birthday now..
A CARDINAL DIX)Will.
Darting flame among the Anita,
Marvellous new -cower;
In thy glowing petals beats
The very pulse of summer. •
Other blossoms held their, hues
In a dainty fashion;
Thou art color's very self
At its height of passion.
Things are seldom what they seem;
Skim milk masquerades as cream';
Lard and soap we sat for cheese,
Butter is but axle grease.
Dealer (in whisper) "Very true,
So you do.'
-New York Graphic.
PHYLLIS.
BY THE MICHERS.
•
Author of "Molly Bawn,', "The Baby," " Airy
Fairy Lilian," eta., eta.
"You will let me put my name down for.
another before you go ?" asks Sir Mark
hurriedly, following us a few steps. .
I hand him my card. "Keep it for me,"
I say, "until after the dance. You can
then return it."
"May I have the next after this 2" very
eagerly.
I glanceat him over my shoulder. "Yes
--if ram disengaged, and you care for it," •
I make answer, forgetful of my ohmmeter.
as hostess, of the world's tongue, of evert, -
thing but the sweet gayety of thepresent,
!bur. . • t_
The night wears on. Already it is one
hour past midnight. Sfr Mark again is my
partner.
Up to this the evening has fully answered.
- my fondest.expeotations." I have danced
incessantly. I hate been utterlY; thought -
toady happy. Now a slight contraction
&boat the soles of my feet warns me I
begin to experience fatigue.
Sir Mark leads me towards a 0011Berva-
tory, dimly lit and exqinsitely arranged, at
the door Of which I stand to bestow.,e,
ward glance upon the ball -room. •J
At a considerable distance I can discern
Bebe standing beside Lord Chandos. It is
without _doubt 'an interval in 'their dance,
but they are not talking. Miss Beatoun's
head is slightly inclined from her compan-
ion, audit is evident -to me she has mounted
an exceedingly high horse. Nevertheleve,
to see her With him t alf gratifies me; as
it is surely a step in the right direOticill.
Dora is waltzing with' " Hoary," and I
can Bee Sir. George glOwering' upon them
from a remote cornet. Dora seas hint also;
and instantly smiles tenderly into' her
dragoon's .light -blue eyes. This • too looks
promising. My spirit's go up another
degree, and I indulge in a low, pleased
laugh.
" Still revelling in bliss, Mrs. Carring-
ton ?" Sir Mark's voice recalls me. No
flaw as yet 2"
"Not one. Of course not. What a
ridioulous question I I told you nothing
'Mould interfere with 'my enjoymentthis
evening. Yet, stay" -with a denture and
dejected shake of the head; "every now
and then I ant troubled with a faint regret."
" And it -is--"
"That 'all this must some time come to
an end. There, is not that a haunting
thought?" '
I laugh, so lees he.
"I shall have plenty of it in the spring,"
I continue, presently. "'Duke says I shall
go to Lthelon then."
" And no bee the keen sense of pleasure
you now Possess.. ,What a mistake I Take
my advice,end don't go, through a London
season."
" Whit stupid 'Advil:ie. Indeed I shall,
and enjoy it tote` I am onlylonging for the
time to come round. / shall be dreaming
of it from now until then."
11 Yott ard bent on rushing wildly- to your
ate," 'layette, thailing. Well, do Ho, and
rue it later on. Wheh you come to look On
dancing, not as a gotidthing in ilea% but
merely ail a means to an end, renteliber I
warned you."
"I Will remember siothing," I say oni-
ony, "except that I am at this moment
without Ohre in the world, Ooze, let oil
go in," .•
-Sir Mark heeitatee.
"Shall We finish the deface first?"
"No," I ani looking longingly into the
cool gram light of the conservatory beyond
me. 'See 110V/ delicious it is in there.
Let us find a seat."
BO ha haaltedeetillti thetighnwllling to
inOVII in the
desired direction.
" Peons a pity to ion this mule," he
seys, Afterward' we could rest."
tura my eyes inisobievouely upon him.
"Who is keen about dancing now ?" I
Ilk, gayly. 00Not L For my part, I pine
for a sofa. As you will have it, I confess I
am just a little wee bit geed."
We walk on through the outer nest of
flowers into the ernaller one beyond, which
is if. anything Mealier lit, calmer, more
Nattily perfumed.
Some tall shrubs are dispersed here and
there; behind them cozy seats are hidden;.
ithadowis of a dirket shade envelope them.
AS with purposeless steps I piss by a
rather larger one of these I suddenly find
myself face to face with Lady Blanche
Going end-hterinedulte.
Now there no earthly reason why they
should nob le 'here alone together buil-
deeds est other couple's, tired 'andwam
from dancing, have probably done the
same; yet, as. my eyes fall upon them, e
strange feeling -that is paetly anger, Partly
pain, troubles me. All my gay, wild spirits
sink and disappear. I know my face bat
loot its vivacity and expresses only 'surprise
and ohagrin. ,
As my glom teatime rnore directly upon
'Duke, I pee he tools looking unlike himself.
There Is a dark, almost fierce expression in
his eyes;, his line are compressed. A
slight movement of the thin nostrils as
he draws his breath tells me he is evidently
summing some -strong emotion.
Her ladyship, exquisitely lovely in deep
creameolored silk, with something scarlet
in her, dark hair, is nestling among the
ushions of the lounge, and dose
no '44to tatgaiterself at we approach.
are a ellegree larger, more languid
al; her complexion, always geed,
tin .this soft light. Her fan is in
band's hands. .
s impossible for me, without heing
y of positive rudeness, to turn and
e them without a word. I stand, theen-
silent, a pale, slight ohild, next to her,
her supercilious beauty -with little
e woman about me evert my trailing
vet and golden ring, and glittering,
gleaming jewels. •
a -Are you having s good time,. Mrs. Car-
rington?" asks Lady Blanche, sweetly. ,
"Vary, thank you," with extreme cold -
120/111. "I had no Mem I could enjoy any-
thing so much."
"You look happy," with increased amia.
bility and a soft, Indulgent' smile, such as
one would use toward an excitable child.
"I oppose yonwill find pleasure in dime-
ing?" •
crimson
del
or ey
than us
Is pert
my
fore
In
of
"Yee.•'• I insliaVe I have a good - tasty
yowls Y.e6 tartan before I must, for deothey'e
sake, declare myself tired of it."
"-Until you are an old married Woman
like me ?" "Yes," With much complacency.
" YoUtirefortonate in your partner. All
the•wortO'ittilinowleges Sir Mark to be above
praise -m the dancing line. Even I" -
with a sudden and to tee utterly inexplicit,
ble pone at the' gentleman in question -
"can remember how desirable he used to
Dead silence, and a slight bow onthe part
of Sir Mark. •
"Indeed ?" say I, turning a smile of •
exaggerated friendliness upon him. " Then
consider how. doubly good it is of him to
waste so much of ,,his time'upon a mere
noviee like me." ,
hardly know what prompts the] speech.
-Perhaps's, faint remembrance of how at
culvert times, when conversing with 'Mark
Otte, I have looked across the rooms or
'gardens, or wherever we might chance to
he, and seen a• glance that was almost
betted fall on me from her ladyehipai eyes.
laity, however my spiteful little speech has
no greater effect than,tt cause Mama
-
_duke's fingers, to dosewith vicious force
around the painted satin toy he holds.
o
shall I find 7011 a 17anner for go !Main.
der el this wilts?"
"Are you in snob a hurry to be gene?"
"No;certainly not" seating himself
beside
Silents&
"I really wish, Mestoadulte," I hued out,
petulantly, "you would say what has
aggrieved you, instead of sitting there
frowning and glowering at one and making
people feel enoomforteble. If you wank to
'mold me, do So. I dare Bay I 'bell our -
vivo it."
This Piece of impertinence rouses no
wrath in the porton addressed, and draws
no reply.- •
"Well, what is 2" I go on. I have
been quits happy all the evening -until
now, Every one else had been civil to me.
If you must be disagreeable, be iso at once.
What have I done ?"
"I have accused you of nothing, Phyllis,"
"No" -in an agitated tone-" I wish you
would. I might then 'know why you are
looking so cross."
"Of course. I am quite aware you can be
supremely happy without me, There was
'no necessity for you to hint at 010 so
broadly."
"And you cannot without me, I nuppose
You appeared very comfortable in the eon-
servatory some time ago."
Why does he not speak?'Why will he
net even suffer his gaze 'to' meet mine? I
feel angry and reckless. He is sitting a
little forward; with his head slightly bent'
and a determined expression upon his face.
Is he anxious, for my departure? Have I
disturbed his interesting tete-a-tete I'"
I
I will show him now little power he has,
over me for either joy or know.
I turn away, and with a backward min-
im nod at Lady Blitnehe,
11TAke.oare you don't suffeefor sitting
there. There are so litany draughts 'in a
'conservatory. We eyed consider the open
air eider." .
'A nd with that, though it was by no meane
my original intention, I go out through the
glass door into the silent starlight night,
and twee manage to laugh gayly before we
are beyond earshot '
As we tonal] the gravel, however, I face
Sir Mark, and,"foolighWunmindful of how
my words may impress him; cry fiercely,
"Did you bring me there on purpose 2" •
"Where I" he asks, with such wideaston-
ishment as instantly brings me to my
'antes.. I feel overpowered with shame,
and try to turn it off, clumsily enough.
14 IntruLady -Blanche's presence, I say,
heftily. .0 You know that woman always
pub' me out."
'" Was it not yourself who insisted on
going there ?" Sir Mark reminds me,
gravely.
"True," I reply,and then I laugh a
little, and, taking higher ground, continue,
"You are horrified at my ill temper, are
you not? And indeed I have behaved die-
graoefully. After all, don't know why I
'should feel bitterly -towards her; it is a
mere unfounded prejudice on my , part.
You think me wretchedly pettish?"
"I do not, indeed," very, quietly. "Of
course I can fully understand how utterly
impossible it would be for you and Blanche
Going to have a single idea in common." '
, " She is so clever, you mean," with a
small frown.
"She is such au intriguanie, I mean,"
replies my abropanion quite coolly.
" Letstui
tgo n, it is cola," I say, with a
quick, iihivier. So we go round by the hall
door, and soon again sfind ourselves in the
ballroom. As we ' enter I deterroinately
put from me all thought of 'Duke's dark,
patsionate facie. I will be happy. "I will
wrench from thellying hours all they have
aVorth taking. Why should I care, who
'never really loved, whether' or not he
finds contentment in another woman's
society. •
I ani tired and somewhat dispirited. The
rooms are growingthinuer. A voice at my
Bide testicles, re6 Mart end turn.
"It not engaged, will you give me this 2"
asks 'Duke, cetemonionely.
"4 Certainly, if you wish it. But are you
so badly off for a partner? To dance with
one's wife must be -to say the least of it -
He makes no reply, but places his mitts
*mune my waist in eileeoe. It is a waltz.
• "Do you know this is the first time I
over danced with you ?" I say, etruek
myself by the oadnees Of the idea.
"1 know." And in another monWt we
are keeping time to One of the drelliinitht
atm of Stratisii, No, not even Meth Gera
Is a better &neer than Marinadulte.
•
" Dial," with a qui return of the angry
expression he then had worn. "My face
belied me then. could hardly feel oona-
fortable when I saw you laying yourself
opal to the illoiatured comments of the
entire room."
"What do,you mean, Marreeduke
"You know what I mean. Is it the cor•
root thing to dance the whole evening with
one man?"
"What men?"
"Gore, of course. Every one remarked
it. I wish you would try to be a little more
dignified, and remember how censorious is
the world in which we are living."
"Do you want me to understand 'that
you think I was flirting with Sir Nark
Gore 7" I' am literelly trembling with
.indignation. .
"No, I merely wish you to see how fool-
ishly you have noted."
"Was it with stub base insinuations
against your wife Lady Blanche amused
you to -night? Do you thing it was becom-
ing conduct on your part to listen to mob
lies being uttered without rebuke ?"
Ilex° risen and, with folded hands and
white lips, am looking down upon him.
" Phyllis I How can you -suppose that I
Would Heath calmly to any one who could
speak evil of you i"
• " I can reodily supped° anything after
whakyou have said. Is' it not worse of
you to think evil of me? Flirting I ,You
beyond all people are in a position to acquit
me of that. I had plenty, of Opportunities;
did I ever dirt with you?"
"You did not, indeed. I tell you I don't
for a moment suspect You of 'such a thing;
only--"
'Here, looking up, we both became. aware
of Sir Mark's approach. He is vitillsome
dietanee from us. _ •
"Are you engaged to him for this, Phyl-
lis 2" asks my husband, in a low, hurried
When we have taken just one here hi=
round the room, 'Duke Mops short and
leade me on to a balcony that by time
thence is vacant.
" There! I won't infliat myself upon you
any hanger," he esys, quietly. "You dance
very well. After all prattlers° has nothing
to do With it, Will yOu alt down?.Or
e Don't dance it, then," imploringly.
"Say you will not, if only to oblige me."
"Why? What excuse mit I offer? You
ask me to be rude to him, and yet give no
reason why I should be so."
"You intend dancing with into, then ?"
sternly.
"Certainly," in a freezing tone,
"Very good. Do so." And, turning on
his heel, he walks quietly and slowly away.
"I fear I have displaced a better man,"
says Sir Mark, lightly, an he joins me.
"Will you forgive me? I could not resist
reminding you of your promise of this."
"I fear I must undo that promise," I
return gayly, "'I am really tatigabd. To
dame with me now, would be no advantage
to any' one." ' •
"Am tothank Carrington for this did-
appointment?.Was he ,tearful of being
over -tired ?" He is courteous as ever, yet
it seems to me the very faintest suspicion
Ota sneer comes to hie lips-eo faint that a
moment later / doubt it has ever, been.
"NQ," I return, calmly, "You Ove him
credit for too much thoughtfulness. So far
from dreaming of fatigue, he even asked
me just now to dance with him -was hot.
thasself 'denying of him ?-but I,only took
one fonall. turn. You forget I am not yet
in proper training. halal had very little
practice in my time." ^ "r
"Lot me get you an ice. '. No ? Some
champagne, then'? Iced water, 2".
" •
"Nothing thank you.
" At least let ma stay and taikto you."
"I shall be -glad Of that. Yott toyer met
any one with such a rootedObjeation to her
own society as I have," I answer, laughing:
Then the strain heaths ; the smile dies
off my lips. , How ardently do I -long to be
alone!, Why does not this man get up and
leave me? At all events, Marmaduke wtll
see I have repented of my ill -temper, and
am not dancing. • •
As I sit moodily staring through the win-
dow at the gay, scene within it so happens
the Duke of Millington, with one or two
Other men, passes slowly by. ,
"Our cousin of 'Millington," says Sir
Mark, with an amused air -he is a second
cousin of his Grow -h has expressed himself,
enraptured with his lfostese." •
I raise my eyebrows and betray Borne
Slight surprise.
" t think you must mistake. When
speaking to him, in the earlier part of the
evening, he gave me to understand -
politely, it is true, but none the less plainly
-that he considered me a very medioore
Bort of person." • -
"In that ease I fear we must believe his
lordship to be an arch old hypocrite, as he
told me he thought your manner and expres-
sion above all praise."
"Well, I think him a very stupid old
gentleman," I reply, ungraciously.
SirMark turns his eyes upon me thought.
fully.
"Have you. found that rift aft&
all, Mos.Carrington ?" asks he gravely.
1'
Yes --I suppose so," with impatience.
Really the man grows _very 'tiresome. "I
must have been mad to hope we wretched,
mortals could have Ave whole hours of
unbroken happiness." •
"True:
meat bine longer at hand US hap rile to for.
get. One by one they return art01
It he Would only °erne up from that
horrid ernoldntrOOm and be good•netttred
ones MON and, make friends ,With me!'I
think I could forgive and beget elistrlling
and look upon the remembrance of t
with much delight and satisfaction,
My slight jealousy of iBlenehe Geing has
disappeared, and weighs not at all in the
scale with my other miseries, Indeed, I
have almost forgotten the incident in which
she figured.
Hark! a distant doer binge. Now Purely
be is coming. Will he enter my room first,
I wonder, to speak ito me as he always
does? Or will he at onto shut himself
morosely into hie dressing -room
Steps upon the eteirs, steps along the
corridor. A laugla.
"Good -night" from Sir Mark Gore.
"'Gadd -night," heartily returned Mama.
duke. Baia! bow needlessly I have wor-
ried myself I He is not angry at all. If
'he can jest and talk so easily' with the
cause ot all our dispute, he tort:duly
entertain no bitter. thoughts towards me.
I hear Marmaduke cross the inside room
and approach' mine. I feel confident be is
coming to "make it up" with me. I turn
my chair se as to face the door and be
ready to meet him half -way in the recon-
ciliation; though -lest he may think me
trio eager -I find it my duty to let a gently
aggrieved shadow fall upoirmy face. -
The door opens and he comes in, walks
deliberately tci • my dressing;table, lighten,
candle, and then, without -so math as a
glance at the fire -plain,' where I sit, pre -
pates to return to his room.. • • ,
0, Mernmeltilter I cry, in dieting, spring -
g te my feet. ,
_He stops and regards me coldly. •
eDee you want me? Can I do anything
for you 2"
" 'Duke I how can you be so unkind, so
-unforgiving, so-so creel tome?" I exclaim,
going a little nearer, a suspicion of tears in,
my voice, large visible drops in my eyes.
"Are you going away without saying one
word to me?"
,
"What have I to say? You have left
ma nothing. When last we 'spoke I asked
you do a very simple thing to please me,
and you refuted."
"J knot . But afterwards I was sorry.
I -you must have seen -I did not mean to
vex you."
"I saw nothing.. The knowledge Of what
I was to see in defiance of my entreaty was
not reassuring. I left the ball -room then
and did not return to it again. I waffled
there was no necessity'.why I should do so ;
they were all going."
"Then you do not know -I did not dance
with Sir Mark -after all?" I ask, eagerly,
term the bare tips of my fingers uponlite
arm. '
" No !" laying down the candle, while
his color grows a shade deeper. "id you
refuse him, then?"
" Yes ; I said I was too tired; I said
Every, white =tat have its black% •
And every swede its some." .
"Another quotation 7" superciliously.
I am not in an amiable mood. You stem
to have them ready for all emergencies.
How closely you must attend le' your
poetical studies! How fond of thein you'
must bet"
"I am. Does that surprise you? Do
you find it diffioulty in assoelating me with
polite verse?" '
Be has his elbows ea his hut; his fingers
catetiestditheavybleek mustache. Bo is
regarding me With the profotindestinterest.
"I really never thought about il," I
return, wearily, with a rather petulant
motement of the head. •
0 that this hateful ball was at an end!
The lest guest has departed. Woof the
heusehold have gene up to Our rooms. Now
that it is all over feel attangely inolined
to sit down and over,,
a good cry. Iii the
solitude of my oWn room Marmaduke's
words and giantism come back to me,
making me miserable, now that excite.
Miles faintly,
"Ton erg leetailet, GOO, on thed Own,
efon," ,ocintintieli this weltasentaiug hat
blundering young row "!Ott realahlber
"Dbitinotly-quite as if it happenee yes.
terdaYc' 'replies Sir 'Mark, with 5, istudied
Indifference little suited to the emphatic
words, Howe some of this hos cake,
Thornton? Yon are eating nothing."
" Thanks ; I don't know but I will,"
mays Chips, totally unabashed. "You
could hardly give 1321i anything I like so
well as hot cake for breakfast."
"Yoe will melees point of rentembering
that, ['trust, Miss. Carrington," says Sir
Mark, gravely.
" Phyllis, yoti would look such a geed
Desdetiona,,' says Bebe, who is now fairly
stinted. "lam sure she must have been
very young to let herself be beguiled into a
marriage with that horrid Othello."
"And who would'represent the Moor?"
"Sir Mark, I supple t be leaks more
like it than any one else.'
"You flatter me, Wes Beatonn," mur-
mum Sir Mark, with a alight bow.
"Oh, I only mean yen are darker than
any of the others, except jamas, and I am
sure he never could look euffialently fero-
cious " answers Bebee, laughing -
'you think I can la
"You will have to. When we have black.'
ened you a little, and bent your eyebrows
Into a murderous scowl, and mole you look
throughly odious, you will 4o vote well."
"How one does enjoy the prospect of
tableaux. I rather think I shall rival Sal-
vini by the time I am out of' your hands."
"I hope not. I can't bear Stavin'," says
Harriet mildly.
"That is going rather far, Harry, 'Why
don't you say you can't bear his figure?'
We mightbelieve that,"
(To be continued
"Oh I Phyllis! darling -darling I" cries
'Duke, catching me in his arms before I
can finish my confession,, and straining me
to his heart.
"So you see you need not have been so
very cold to me," I whisper from this safe
retreat, feeling much relieved. .It is posi-
tive torture to me to quarrel with any one.
"Forgive me, my own. It is our first
disagreement; it than be our last. What
a miserable hour and a hid! I might have
spared myself had I but known I" .
But 'Duke, you said I behaved foolishly
allAilteeveevrmind what
what
"But I meat know who put it into your
head. Was it Blanche Going?"
"She said something about it, certainly.
It was a mere careless remark she made,
but it etruokrne. I don't believethe knew
she said it." .
"I guessed 'rightly, then. That woman
hater me. She was trying to make minable!
betweenyou 'and I." -,-
A, Oh,ne, darling. Do not misjudge her.
I am convinced she has 110 hidden Meaning
in what she said. It was only. %passing
word, and probably I took it up wrongly.
She has no thought for you but kindness."
"Then I don't like her, kindness, and I
will not have you listening to her remarks
about me. She never says anything with-
out a meaning. You do not think I was
tiding, 'Duke 2"
" My darling, of course not., No.; but I
love you so dearly it is positive agony to
imagine any one might, by chance, misinter-
pret your conduct." •
"And you will never be cross to me
again ?"
Never."
"And yoti ate deeply grieved youbehaved
so Infamously to me 2"
"I am indeed." •
'1 And'I looked lovely all the evening ?"
"I never beheld anything half so lovely."
"And I dance very nicely, ?"
"Beautifully. • Quite like a fairy."
Whereupon we both laugh merrily, and
anger and resentment are forgotten.
• • • mime ann.*
Ware all more or lase late for breakfast
next morning, Mr. -Thornton being the'only
one who exhibits much symptom of life.
"I do think a ball in a country -house the
most using' -up thing I know," he says, help-
ing himself generously to cold game -pie.,
'It is tido° the fun of a town affair, but 't
knocks one up -no doubt of it -makes a
fellow, feel se seedy and. languid, and ruins
the appetite." .
a I think you will do uncommonly well if
yon, finish what .you have there.? remarks
/air Mark, languidly.
Thornton roars; no does Billy. • •
"You have me there," says Chips. ",I
ought to have knowia better than to intreduce
that subject. My appetite is my weak
point." • •
" Your strong pointt suppOk it Mean,'
-V60-.Crez.t4t7-,r
puts in Sir Mark, faintly amused.
"I think the worse thing about a country
tall is this," says Bebe; "one feels so
lonely, so purposeless, when Ills over. In
town one will probably be going to another
next evening; here One can do nothing but
regret peat glories. I wish it were all going
to happedover again tonight," „ ,
"So do I," says Thornton, casting a sen-
timental glance at the speaker. • "I would
go over every hour of it again gladly -old
maide and all -for the sake of the few
minutes of real happin'esia enjoyed. There
are 4011e people one could dance with
forever.t!
Lord Chandos, reusing his head, bestows
a haughty stare upon the youthful ()hips,
whilst is quite thrown away, as that gay
young Don is steriuk in turn, with all his
might, an4 with the liVelleet admiration, at
MG Bestow].
Given VP to Die* •
A tenger that amounte to pain, a weari-
ness that shutii out the blue skies and
makes the fragrant'summer air hard -to-
breathe ; a eloVroonsciousneis in ell the
limbs of weakness and inertia; a longing
for skies that are bider, a thirst for airs
that are fresher -these are the sensations
that come to those whose sun is going
down at noon -who in the' full promise of
a long life come suddenly to the edge of the
ehorelese sea.
It is not all pain. The ',light that never
was on sea or land" foreshadow!' thween-
lines of that other country. There is rest,
sweet rest beyond. No more weariness
and disappointment; no more care. , No
bearing' the heavy burden, no misunder-
standings, no broken faith; these come to
all who go on living in this world -they
.are the heritage of mortality.
We haVe cheerful wards and a Godspeed
for the friend whet:Smola a journey here,'a
journey that maybe full of diasister•- but
for the pilgrim that goes" higher wejlaitve
only tears. Going to the palace of the
King! going to be the guests of angels, but
ohl how reluctant we are to Bay no good-
bye or farewell, but adieu
Oh fond, oh fool, and blind,
To God I give with team
But when's man like grace would_fitul
• My soul putri by her fears.
There is one going out of the family this
lovely summer time -one we have loved
and cherished, . The doctor has said
gravely, "There is no Wipe,' and 'ceased
to come. There is nothing to do but to
wail. The dear one who is going on the
long journey, is the least disturbed. 'There
is no making ready. The 'frail sufferer
lies in the hammock or site in the reclining
chair,' and with closed eyes drifts on to
that silent, shoreless sea. Of whet do ' the
dying think How dins it seem to with-
draw from the busy, bustling world, and be
no more a part of it 2 -to feel the life
trembling on the pole lips; to know that
He heti given HIS angels charge concerning
thee':' •
L were told that I should die to -morrow,
That the next sun which sinks would bear me
past all fear and sorrow
For one;
" Coale you?" asks that fascinating per-
son sinneeently. "Now I could not; it
Least I think I Worild like te bit &tan now
and then. But; Phyllis, dear, seriously, I
Wish we Were going tin do something but of
°cannon this evening."
I' Try obarades or tableaux," suggests
'Duke brilliantly.
"The very thing 1, will have them
ie the library, where the foldingdoore will
dome in oetsiteliy,"
You used to be a great men at tableaux,
Carrington," says Sir George; "and I
shall never forget Seeing Lady Blanche
once as Guinevere." .
Her ladyship raiseher white lib and
TI1111111E Filt Ofirt.
ae Dee teat. Itiveluse the deaker
tate We ,cvaI.t� the Ittedeta
"To look at that CdOthaltdri," said the
dealer, "you'd saireele believe that the
matiufaciturer oould woke and sell twelve
of 'sin for a cent, and have a profit of MOM
than 50 per cent. at that, would you ?"
N°.;Ythng
;rePiliedahttlietreePloothrteesrni, I don't
know 44
," Well," said the dealer, "they whittle
'em out at the rate et eighty a minute, A.
beech or Maple log, a foot in diameter and
tea feet long, will whittle up into twelve
thousand clothespin!. Thai leg won't cost
more than 02. The clothespins they out
oat of it will be worth $96,40. It will take
them two hours and a half to run that log
into clotheepies, whith is whittling out
4,800 an hour. At ten hours a day they get
carotalayeweithili, 9W11:rltehgsrlil h60av. e
`rowijan, thae4812:
her forlhese pins has only ma 08 or so. If
that was all the expense, e man with a
clothespin factory might' snap his fingers at
the Standard 011 Company or Grant at 'Nerd
profits. But then those logs must be 'sawed
up by foto different kinds of saws. One
separates the log into lengths of sixteen
Inches; another saws tbege into boar&
othurtseet-bgitiabrotarardesofintaInch
on stripo tthhiorkes;cianotheruarters
of an inch square, These strips areeaught
on a wbeelthat hurries them to a gauge!
saws which chop them into Q10130411%
lengths. These lengths- are carried by &
milt -moving belt to a eneehine that seizes
thorn, setts theta in a lathe thst giveeithitra
theirishape in the twinkling of in eye, and
throWthem to ad ' attendant, who feeds
them to a saw 'that niovea backward and
forward as if it were Madder than a snake.
This saw chews out -the -4M that the wastra
woman shoves down over the clothes on the
line, and the clothespin is ready, all but
kiln-deying and polishing.
de;,hsame e lrteeacastings ar
r iss dooansteininareeVAletiliegl.llin
,theAll
-these-processes 008t- money, and when the
manufacturer comes to' put up his'goods
for sale he finds out that his profit on the
48,000 pins, his day's work, is only about.
0193. We pay the manufacturer a cent a
dozen, or a trifle more than 08 a thousand.
We are compelled in these close times, to
sell them for 4 cents a citizen, or 032 it thou-
"Tnaa.o"u-eNhewcoYsto:okisSiaw:r, to M.
emery Itte'ag.r.ts
-„,-
To the Editor of the Detroit Free Press;
All the light fought -all the abort journey
through, should I do?
These dear ones who are leaving us, fad.
tag day by day in this lovely summer
weather, are the evangele of love .to is
-us to the heighte otunselfishness. It is our
privilege to minister to them, to soften
every step as it nears the end, to stand with
mute thanksgiving in the. light of the
coming splendor, and behold the chariot of
Israel an4 the horsemen thereof. •
It is a perpetual summer there. But here
Sadly may we remember rivers clear,
And harebells quivering on the meadow floor.
Par brighter bells and bluer, •
Far tenderer hearts and truer, '
People that happy land -Vie 'the lend of Ever-
. more.
Given up to die'l This is the fiat of doom
whispered in sorrovelul accents to heart-
broken friends. Why not "given up to
live," called before the noon' of life to enter
'upon the rest and reward 2
If we could push ajar die gateirerlIfb"—
And atand within and all God's worlsinge See,
We could interpret ell this doubt and strife,
"And for each mystery find a key,
But not today. Then be content, poor heart;,
God's plans like lilies, pure and white, unfold,
We must not tear the eloae•shut leaves,aparr,
Time will retest the calyxes of geld. .
-•
What isbouid She Cali Rine
What ought a wife to call her husband
in speaking to, a third person Should she
say, .•' My 'husband," or should she use the
surname without any prefix, "as Mrs.
Cultic, used to talk of " Carlyle," or
should she adopt another, plan of that
lady% and speak, as it were of "Mn, a"
Perhaps it is a matter of were,
in
England, but in France a woman's usage in
the matter is taken" so a test of breeding.
In the provinces, it seems, wives speak of
their husbands as." monsieur," as if their
a :;olea fro. (111:1114-"pe.rhil; Wthere; .8 think rt Otis°
$yle expresses an indifference Indicative of
" bon ton ;" "my husband," ,they imagine,
would be vulgar. With the polite world of
Paris, on the contrary, " Outdated " is
accepted as the proper phrase,' subject to
two exceptions. A very affectionate wife
may speak of her husband by his Chrietisn
name, while after a certain age any other
style except the surname, with the prefix
"monsieur," is held to he tidioulous and a
sigh of " provinoialism."---Pait Mail Oasette.
•es.
Deposits in the Post -Offices Savings Bank
at Ottawa for May' show an increase ef '
over a million dollars as compared with
May, 1888.
Capt. Gilroy, of the galvatiOn Army at
Kingeton, has cashiered all the sergeants in
the station, stating that the appointnients
illiquid be made at headquarters. ,
The teterworke Company, Brantford,
has decided to institute a system for sup,
plying the city with pure drinking water,
providing they can obtain the help of the
Council in the matter.
Work en the Canada Pacific Railway is
In such a forward state of aohapletion that
the atithorities entioipate giving the teem.
berg of Parliament an Aiken trip over the
Rookies at the end of next session,
Mr, Hinshaw, agent of the Union Bank
of Quebec at Three Rivers, has been
discovered to be short in his Gash owing to
Irregularities and looses in Stook gebbling,
rarhgeerount involved is said to he nob very
The Nei; York Observer of July 4th,
1878, contained a letter from John Bartlett,
of Cambridge, Mess., in which he said that
the above line 'Was contained in a song
composed for and sung by 'Mr. Augustus
Brabant ; that the words and Musics were
by George Linley, who died in 1865, and
that it was set to music' and published by
Cramer, Beale & Co., of London, stout
1848.
While the Examiner of July 2011, 1878,•
has it that "it has at length been discov-
ered, to be the first line of a song by a late
English composer, George Linley, whp died
In 1865." .
Again another authority states thatthe
"authorship has-been largely accredited to •
Mr. Churchyard Mason, and • goes on to
declare his belief that it originated with
Buthven Jenkins, and occurs in a poem
which was first published in the "Greenwich
"Magazine.for mariners in 1701 or 1702
commencing thug:
Sweetheart, good-bye the fluttering sail
Is spread to waft me far from thee,
And soon before the fav'xing gale
S.
upon the Sea.
relloh8gleskiiudtitliet and
, These eyes shall miss thee many a year,
" But unforgotten every chartia-,
Though lost to eight, to memory dear.
And I may 'here remark that the song,
composed and sung by Braham, and pub-
lished by Cramer,, does not contain these ,
The Sunday Times, of July 15th, 1877,
asserts that the line in dispute is the line
of some verses by Ruthven Jenkins, which
were printed in the "Greenwich Maga-
zine " for mariners, published in 1780, and
thus concluding:
And still shall recollection trace
In fancy's mirror, ever near,
Each smile, each tear, that form that face,
Though lost to sight, to meniory dear. ,
And finally the authorship of the line
has been attributed to Sir Walter Raleigh,
and 'tie said to be found in a book of old
ballads, in the poseeimion of Ste George
rpresume that the' popular impression
that it large reward has been offered, for
the discovery, of the author of this vexed
quotation has given rise to so much interest
being taken in it.
• ROBERT. K. I.. Tneecioote
Saffron Walden, Essex, England.
Applying the Protective Principle.
",The last time I saw you you we're farm-
ing. How Mime yOU to go into the manu-
facturing business?"
"Why. the tariff is so high ,,that all the
farmers in our section of the country were
becoming bankrupt, andI' had to get out or
go to the poorhouse."
"But they say overproduction has made
even manufacturing unprofitable." •
"That istrue of a great many industries,
but wci applied the protective principle to
our. business and now 'we're making
money."
" What do you mean_ by applying the
protective ,prinoiple?",
"We reduced the wages of our workmen
25 per centik-.Brooklyn Eagle.
There have been eight desertions in three
weeks from the troopot cavalry stationed
atDPraliiltLaLnedIrlys, Quo.
oneofthe propeletors of tho
Beauport Lthiatio Asylum, and father, of
the Federal member for rilontmagny, died
at Quebec yesterday. Be was the oldest
medical pregtitioner in Quebec, and
specially noted for his skill in surgery.
"The extensive cooper -shop and store-
house for barrels of Z. & Ji Kidd, salt
pianuteeturere, of Dublin, Out., war
totally destroyed by Are yesterday after
noon. But for the direction of the win
the whole village would have been destroyed
Ha the water _eupply was inadequate.
• Between Prescott and Brookville, on No
5 fast express 'train going east yesterday. .
niewaingattro confidence men went through
aRrethilinain for 050: On the arrival of
the trate SA Prescott the men skipped off
and give the Frenchman. the slip. He
applied to the conductor, who could not
find the men. County Constable A, S.
Gerald' was protoptly on hand and fiaid,
"Come with me; describe yourothen, and
I will get them in less than ten ittimites." •
'He captured the principal man, and foetid
the money and papers on him. Ile in now in
custody awaiting examination.
A large picnic was held in a grove north
of Elmvale yeeterday. Stirring speeches
In. favor of the Scott Act were made by
Bee. E. Beinvottla Collingwood, who spoke
of the principles et the Act generally, and
gave Many important testimonies to its
beneficial reaulte where adopted. Rev. J. '
Macintosh, of Yarmouth, N. S., spoke of
the contest in that county, and the favor •
in which temperance principles were
i
generally held n the Maritime Provinces.'
Rev, Mr. Ambly also Volsci, Thie section
will poll a large majority for the Scott Aot