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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times, 1892-6-16, Page 6tikfttiltiG Mn Drew wae the manager of IVIerstoke 13ank, vesaling over its offices in the Ilieeh Street of that small cathedral town. On the morning of the day on which this story " opened, he vves Itarrying over his breakfast In order to get away frora the repinings of a discontented wife, who was upbraiding • laim for being a man with " no ambition." We ought to take a higher position," said Mrs. Drew. "Let tie be conteated as sveare, my dear, I am happy in my own etatioa of life," an- swered he "You don't push." "Certainly not to be thrust back again." "But you must confess that we are passed over. Lady Compton did not invite us to her garden fete; yet the Fellers were there, and he's only a doctor, and as poor as a ohurch mouse" "He cured her bad leg, my dear." "If you .please, it was the servants he at- tended. One day, hearing she had rheuma- tics in her knee, he recommended camphor- ated oil, that's all he did." "At any rate she walks now quite as well as you, do, and declares that he cured her. You have little to complain of, Mertha. I am sure ',let very nice people invite us. We dined last week at the Sub -dean's in the pre- cints." "Bother the Stilat7eani He was only a tutor at Cambriel; le and married a governess —and there was tiobody of any consequence asked to meet us—only old lawyer Framp- ton, his deaf wife, and the new organist at the cathedral; while a few days afterwards they gave another dinner party with the Dean and Lady Charlotte and two K,C.B.a!" " In small parties, my dear, people should only be brought together of nearly the same social poaition," replied the bank manager, very sensibly. "I consider myself as much a lady as the Dean's wife—as good as any in the county, and better than most in the town," replied Mrs. Drew, reddening with anger. "No ; it's as I've always said, you don't make enough of yourself ; you've no ambition.1" Mr. Drew looked at his watch, bolted his toast, drank his remaining coffee, and hur- ried away. He stopped at the door, how- ever, to fire a parting shot. " It's not what we consider ourselves, Martha; it is what we are in other people's opinion." Then he fled. Mrs. Drew shed a few angry tears, and set herselt to noosidar» how she could alter the existieg state of things. It is a remarkable circumstance frequently occurring, that when people are happy and prosperoua without a serious care in the world, they invent a grievance; and. this silly woman was discontented because she oould not enter the societyto which neither her birth nor her education entitled her. A benevoler t purpose svould be a good way of getting in with them—a fancybazaar Lor a charity, if the Mayor would lend the town hall," she soliloquized. " When they know me, and what a superior lady -like person I really am, they would onitivate my acquaintance." This and similar thoughts occupied Mrs. Drew's vacant mind that morning for some time, when there was a ring at the house.bell, and a visitor was announced. Her fame grew black, and the frown on her brow reappeared as she heard the name. It was a visitor who seldom called more than once in six months, and eves not usher- ed into her drawing-room—a choice apart- ment overcrowded. with showy furniture -- but into e parlour opening from the hall. This visitor was an old inan, tall, thin, who had been handsome in earlier life, with well -cut features, a fair pale face, and light gray eyes. He was dressed in a drab - coloured suit of home -spun, and wore leath- er leggings, as is the fashion of country peo- ple. Ho was Isaac Twyford, the miller at Roby, a small village at some ten miles dis- tance. His face brightened into a smile when Mrs. Drew sailed into the room.; he advanced to meet her, putting out his hand, in which she condescendingly placed the tips ot her fingers. "Well, Martha," said be, "as usual you do not seem to be pleased at seeing me. Your worthy husband is always friendly; one would suppose that he was my relation, instead of you.' "What is it you expect, uncle? People cannot always go on in the same groove. I have been married sixteen years and mute stepped out of my early sphere. I'm sure I'm always civil to you, 'replied Mrs. Drew with a sigh. "You are pretty well so, perhaps, but there, seems no real warmth in you, for I am a lone man and you are a blood-relation— my aearesekins I have felt a void since— since" (here his voice faltered and grew husky) "since Elizabeth left her old father." "Don't mention her name in my pres- ence !" cried Mrs. Drew, holding up her hands in abhorrence. "She's not fit to be mentioned in a decent lady's house!" "Stay, Martha; nee so fast • Elizabeth was lawfully married to the rascal—please to remember that. She is as honest as your- self "—he said this fiercely—" she made a mistake in her choice—taking lacquer for gold; and in leaving her home.—Never mind ; we'll drop the subject. I've not come to talk about the poor girl; ray visitis for a different purpose, " ou have a purpose, then ?" said she lequisitively. The old man drew his chair nearer to her, saying confidentially; "I've just come from Mr. Frampton's ; I've been making a new will." "A new will 1" repeated his niece, open- ing her eyes. " What is that for ?" "You shell hear. It is twelve years since ray girl left me; she and her husband went to Australia that is certain. Some time after I heardthey had gone to Canada. Now all traces appear to be lost If Elizabeth returns in the course of the next ton years, she will inherit my properly; if not, as my next of kin—I have no relations, save very distant ones—it will according to law, re- vert to you." Mrs. Drew's face brightened up. "As your brother'es daughter, I suppose so," B71; ;""though `ten years seem a long while to wait." "1 have not felt well lately; and for some clays there has been an unaccpuntable weight on my spirits, as if something were , going to happen; • so I thought I would make a new will, leaving my forgiveness to my mistaken child, to whom, perhaps, I was too severe when I disinherited her; but I have taken care the rascal shall never claim a, penny of it r "It's all news. You must have some re- freshment—a hot chop, and a glass of /pod port, to hearten yen up," cried Mrs. Drew with sudden cordiality, ringing the bell for luncheon. The old miller did not refuse her offer: he had felt his loneliness of late; and though his niece nese not affectionate, yet he foun&:. apples o somfort in being with After hie itincheen, and talking of by- • gone days and old friends, which did him 'esee much good, he brightened up ; and parted '""•h he on more hien* terms than they had been for some years. He had other busiiaess to transact in the town, he said, and must get back home, for it looked as if it were, going to be a wet night. "Did you drive in, uncle?" asked she. "No he answered : "I rode over on Gray D'obbin. " I have put him up at the Crown," And so they parted, the old. man just touching her brow with his lips. "Delightful 1" cried Mrs. Drew to herself, when she was alone, rubbing her hands with satisfaction. "Everybody says he's rich. Really, he looks its if he were booked —very shaky. Seventy is not such a great age; but fretting for that minx Elizabeth has undermined him. Will she ever return, I wonder? That's the question. 1 thiuk she must be dead, or she would have both- ered him for money before this. That hus- band of hers reckoned to make money of his father-in-law. • Roughing it in the colonies would soon wear ber out. Fool that she was, to run away from a good home with a man who had nothing 1 Well, perhaps it may make it better for other people.' It is seen by the tenor of her thoughts that Mrs. Drew was an unfeeling, worldly woman. Mr.. Twyford had scarcely left the house an hour, when another ring at the door- bell announced a visitor. "A person wishes to see you for a few minutes, mum," said the maid -servant. "A. man or woman ?" asked her mistress. • "She's a fadedalike sort of lady," answer- ed. Sarah, "With a begging -letter, I'll be bound—or somebody worrying for a subscription," ex- claimed. the projector of the bazaar for charitable purposes. "I'll not see her. Tell her I am engaged." Presently Sarah returned. "She says, mum, as how she'd be very much obliged if you'd see her just for a minute." "When I say no, I mean it, replied Mrs. Drew shortly; then listening, she heard the visitor depart. Tea minutes afterward% her husband's voice sounded from the foot of the stairs in the hall ; he had been sought in the bank by the "faded lady," and brought her into his house through the private door of cornmeal - cation. "Martha, Martha, come down 1" he call- ed out; when she descended, wondering. "You little know who is in there," whis- pering, and motioning over his shoulder to- wards the parlour door. "118 civil to her." " Whoever is it ?" said Mrs. Drew, open- ing the door and entering the room. The faded ledy rose from the their on which she had been seated, with an air ot fatigue. Faded indeed—but still beautiful; though the face was white and wan, it re- tained its perfeet oval; the classical brow and charm of large lustrous eyes—too bright —for it was the brilliancy of consumption. Her figure was fragile and drooping; Tier attire all too thin and inappropriate to the season, damp with rain, and in the fashion of bygone years. " Elizabeth!" she cried, halting, struck with dismay. "Yes," replied the poor wreck, in a sigh- ing voice. I have come back came more ; and. have called to ask if yea will break the news of my return to my father. I fear going to him suddenly ; at his age the sur- prise might be too much for him. I must beg his forgiveness—before I die." I'll not mix myself up in anything of the kiad !" returned Mrs. Drew angrily. "It's all very fine saying you've come back to ask his forgiveness, now you are poor, as I conclude you are"—glancing at the worn shabby dress. "You should have thought of it when you were prosperous." I have never arospered." Martha, 1" said the bank manager re- proachfully. "Is my father well ?" "I shall .give you no information. I washed my hands of you years ago, when you ran away with an adventurer -," and she turned her Meek, as if to leave the room ; but Mr. Drew gave her a warning glance as she passed him, which caused her to re. main. The kind.hearted man could assert himself when thoroughly roused, and then his wife got the worst of it. He now seated himself beside Elizabeth. "Sour father is pretty well fora man of his years. He was with me in the bank an hour ago, and is most likely still in the town. Would you like me to try and find him my dear ?', he asked kindly. "Oh Mr. Drew, thank you, thank you 1" she cried, clasping her hands. "He always .puts up at the Crown. I shall ascertain Ins whereabouts there. You sit still here until I come back ;" and the good Man departed. Left alone with her cousin,_ Mrs. Drew dici not take a chair, but stood, staring at her with a hard expression. "Web!, you see what flyingin your father's face bas brought you to,', said she. "Thank good- ness, I was always dutiful to mine.—Have you any children?" " lhave had three," faltered Elizabeth. "They died in infancy. One lived. until four years old—my darling—she was so sensible. „I learned to believe in Heaven through the child ; she was an angel sent to me." The unfortunate Elizabeth cover- ed her face with her thin hands and wept silently. "Is your husband kind to you?" asked Mrs. Drew. "Constant disappointments have much tried him now. At first he was kind; but he thought my father ought to have for- given ree and. him ; then he became cross because I refused to write asking for assist- ance." "Where have you. been all these years." "]first we went to Brisbane. He could not obtain employment as a clerk or a teacher, and he was not trained for manuel labour; so we went to Canada, afterwards to the States; lastly to California, Nothing succeeded with him. My. health failed from the time I lost my little ones. Then he thought he might do better in England, after all ; and I longed to see my father once snore before I died—so we have come' "Well may you regret your conduct." "Yet some excuse might be made for me, a giddy, motherless girl, and my father too old to understand young people. His strict principles 1 miscalled severity.. Well, it is all gone and passed e now. trust to see his dear face once more—to hear him say he forgives me; then I will lay down my head and die. "1 really believe she is in a deep deline," thought the pitiless woman to herself ; then aloud "Where are you staying? " "We only arrived at Liveraool yesterday, and came on here at once. My husband is waiting for me in the town; 1 hope he will not meet ray father," said she nervously. "I'm glad I never was a beauty," said Mrs. Drew piously, "or tie/Maps even I might have been led astray by flattery—not but that.[ was nice -looking, and scrupulous in my conduct.. I. had many offers, and might have done hater than marrying Mr. Drew, only "No, no !" cried Elizebeth energetically; "that would be iinpoesible ; he us a good kind man." At this moment Mr. Drew returned, with a radiant face. "1 soon found your father, irly dear ,» he goad, "who waits to receive you 'with open arms at the Crown. He declined coming here. • You meet be guarded in what you say, remember. Your liusband'e name had beet not be mentioned. Him, he will never forgive.— CobonitetyL,,Ihave a fly waiting ; will take you t Elizabeth raised the bank manager's nand to her lips and kissed it. "She can'b live, with that hollow voice " soliloquized Mrs Drew when they left the room. "1 shall not have long to wait for the property." Elizabeth Ashworth, after an affecting and perfect reconciliation with her father, sought her husband ab the small railway inn at the outskirts of the town wheream a‘waited her return. He was furious when she related the results of the interview she had unexpectedly obtained, which were, that he would receive her back home and reinstate her as his heiress'on condition that she parted from her husband, whose treachery in beguiling a girl of eighteen from her father's roof he could never for- give. Ashworth, after upbraiding his wife in not having overcome the old man's preju- dice, rushed from the house. Poor Elizabeth was found lying on the floor in a fainting fit. Overcome by excite- ment and fatigue, she was carried to a bed- room, a doctor seat for, who pronounced her condition to be precarious through failure of the heart's action, Although re- ceiving every care and, attention, she never rallied, and by morning's dawn she had parsed away, being mercifully spared the knowledge of her father's tragic end. (TO BE 00,NTI.NITED.) VERY FAST TRAVELLING. The News or the Hanging or Deeming in Australia Outran the Sun. An interesting instance of the magic of the telegraph, an illustration of the way it can annihilate space, outrun the sun and. perform mystifying jugglery with old Time's hour glass and with the calender, and an object, lesson in every -day science,are afford- ed in connection with the execution of the sentence of Murderer Deeming in Australia on Monday. Deeming ems hanged at 10:01 A. M. and the news and details of the ex- ecution were read by the readers of the morning papers at the early breakfast table, and even before daybreak that day. If the execution had been on any other day the news would doubtless have been printed in special editions of the evening papers the day previous to that of the execution for the news of Deeming's death was reeeived in To route before 9 o'clock on. Sunday evening. apparently thirteen hours before he was hanged. The news was received in .A.Inerica first at Montreal. The telegraph beat the sun by almost a whole day. The message bad to travel the course traversed by the sun, too, and did not make the gain by cutting across lots or doubling be* and stealing a lap. With a cable under the Pacific the message might have doubled on the sen's track and gained a day in a ininute or so. Telegrams from Aus- tralia must take the western or sunward course, and make the full circular tour. The message left Melbourne, on the far side of Australia, very soon after 10 o'clock Monday mor Mg, travelled about 15,000 milea, was retransmitted thirteen times through as many different stations and dif- ferent lengths of cable reaching this conti- nent at 8.30 p. in. Sunday. The difference in time between Toronto and Melbourne is fourteen hours and forty minutes, so that when Deeming was on the gallows it was 7:20 Sunday evening in Toronto and the message travelled the 15,000 miles in the remarkably quick time of less than an hour and a half. This was the route, the message passiug from one cable and (me setof instructions to tusother at each station: From gelbourne across the Australian Continent by land line to Port Darwin, thence to Banjoewangie, in Java; to Singapore, to Madras, across India to Bombay, under the Indian Ocean to Aden, in Arabia, under the Red Sea to Suez, along the Suez Canal to Alexandria, under the Mediterranean to Malta, Malta to Marseilles, across France and under the Channel to London, thence to Ireland, under the Atlantic to Cape Canso, Nova Scotia, and then down the coast to New York and. other American cities. The time occupied by a cable message in reaching any distant point is taken up by the number of transmissions, the actual electrical trans. mission through any one cable being instan- taneous. Taking that into consideration, the news travelled remarkably fast. It might seem from the forgoing that by travelling around and around the earth one might have the same day and date for an indefinite period, proVided he kept pace with the sun. But the day must end some where, and end very abruptly, and the point where the old. day dies and the new one is born is out in the Pacific Ocean, about midway between San Francisco and Yoko- hama, and running due north and south. That line of demarcation in the calendar runs through Behring Sea, cuts across and among the 1?i1i Islands, and just scrapes the end of New Zealand, but, for convenience sake, and not to have it Sunday midday on one side of the street and Monday noon on the other in some islands of the Pacific, the line has been. crooked so that it dees not cut any Island. As the earth turns before the sun, midday at Sunday would advance around the world. until it struck that line, when it must perfsrce change or every day woula be Sunday. The change is really made at midnight. It may require a little thought to straighten out the subject, but it will come straight eventually. BELPASTAB SHE „ exist between Protestant and Roman _ Catholic, hence the determined opposition Extraordinary Growth or the Capital, or of the Protestant North to Home Rule. rroteatant Ireland Ulster men claim that the wealth and a largo proportion of the intelligence of Ire- BELnasr, May .—Perhaps there is no and is in the North, and if Home Rule is city in the 13ritish Isles that partakes more established fear that they will fare very of the elements which go to make American badly at the hands of the overwhelming cities famous for the rapidity of their growth Catholic majority. than Belfast, County Antrim, Ireland. In the United States such a city would be looked on as promising, but on the east side of the Atlantic such a phenomenon is look- ed on as little less than marvellous. The natives are proud. of their success and from statistics and other information which will be presented later on they have just reason, Further details as to the storm evhieh according to Eastern ideas, to be somewhat swept over Mauritius last month have just vain of the results. been received. Belfast indeed, the province included, The signals from the mountain observe - may be largely regarded as Scotch in birth tory on the day of the great storm were to (or by near descent), as well as in business the effect that no high winds were to instincts,religion, social qualifications, be expected. The wind was from the north - sports and pastimes, and even to some ex- west, and in Mauritius hurricanes seldom tent in dialect. In respect to thelast named, come from that direction. At about naon you will find. the forms of speech in many the light wind suddenly increased and the parts of the counties of Antrim and Down sky darkened as if by magic. • The people identical with those of Ayrshire, Lanark- in Port Louis heard a furious hissing and shire and adjoining shires in Scotland, the snapping of trees. A• moment later while the steady and methodical systeni the storm was upon the city, whirling ob- of doing business—slow bat eure—the rigid- jects from the streets, crushing or lifting ly narrow, puritanical ideas in religious ob- fragile buildings, and ripping off roofs of servances, the conservatively distantcliques the more substantial stractures. People in their social customs, and the mania for who were outdoorwere thrown to the golf, football, bowling and curling when ground or pinned against buildings by the they get a chance (for "18 hardly ever strength or the wind. Windows and doors freezes " here in Ireland), all pronounce the were pushed in and long rows of trees snap - inherent spirit of the canuy Scot." pod of and laid flat in the streets. The social problem in Belfast is not easily The storm raged umthated for an hour solved. As in most large manufacturing and a half, and then ceased as suddenly as cities, everywhere the merchants are self- it had come. The sun shone, and people made men for the mostpart ; but while they began to leave their hoeses and look over themselves may be proud of their success In the scene of ruin. They found the sea far life and at all times remember the friends up in the city; waves were beating against of their youth, to expect the offspring to do the walls of buildings formerly well back so is quite another thing. The result is from the shore, and struotares that had that the new generation does not like to be once stood a few feet from the 'looks were etther gone or were mere wrecks. The Post nffice, the Custom House, and the Oriental Hotel wore in the midst of the flood. On the roofs were dozens of persons who had been driven from the lower floors by the sweep of the water through the buildings. While preparing for the rescue the people of Port Louis, without a mo- ment's warning, found themselves envelop- ed In another storm, which burst upon them from the southwest with stunning force. The wind came at the rate of 121 miles an hour and showed a pressure of seventy-three pounds to the square foot. The second storm broke at 3 o'clock and lasted until 5. It out its way through the upper part of the city, leaving the other quarters untouched. The streets which felt the full force of the wind. were flattened as if struck by a giant hammer. St. George's grarmoupnad.rt was levelled. Houses and shops were piled together and then blown to the There was no time for the inhabitants to escape from the buildings or even to start for the cellars. A single deadly blast levelled La. Bourdournais street, and the groups of pedestrians were crushed in heaps under the debris. After two hours the hurricane stopped abruptly, and. people from the lower quar- ter hurried to the scene of death and. ruin to begin the work of rescue. The number of wounded was not estimated. Hardly a soul in the whole upper part of the city es- caped unimpaired. The total number of dead was was about 2,000. In the country the storm wrecked many Indian sugar houses and several villages. The loss of life outside of Port Louis is thought to have been about 500. THE MAURITIUS, HURRICANE. Farther Delalls Received or the /Lurid • Calainity that (lost 2,000 Taves, , suspected of belonging to anything but the upper suckle," and would resent any allusion to their graudfathers or grand- mothers. Moreover a social line of denier - cation is rigidly dream between wholesale and. retail in matters of society. For in- stance the wholesale whiskey manufacturer may meet socially some of the better -class consumers of liquors but certainly not the man who retails it. The same rule applies to the linen. manufacturer and the retail storekeeper, and so right along the line; in other words tile social distillations are numerous and so defined that to use a met- aphor we find -crystal reft-eing to associate with china. China on the other band re- fuses to recognize delft and poor earthen- ware is left out in the cold altogether. In a sentence the entire city cousins of cliques which move in a way not unlike the motion of the heavenly bodies, each having its little sun round which it revolves with per- petual motion. In the matter of amusements the people of Belfast are hard to move. Fancy in a city of close on 280,000 inhabitants, there is to be found ono theatre and a couple of music' halls, the former struggling for an existence, and the latter not too well patron- ized. The cause of this is to be found in the large church -going and prayer -meeting constituency of the Presbyterian, Method- ist, Baptist and other Protestant churches. Do not let it be understood for a moment that Irish Presbyterianism for instence is like anything of the type of the old Scot- tish Covenanter, only more so. You won't find the Irish Presbyterian with an organ in his church, not he! He may use it in the prayer meeting when he is praising his Maker with some of Moody and. Sankey's most soul -stirring hymns, or he may wink at its use in the Sabbath.schools, the nursery of the Church, where the children are sup- posed to get their training as future mem- bers of that body, but he cannot find lan- guage strong enough within the necessarily hunted vocabulary at his command against its use in whab he calls with emphasis the services of the sanctuary.' Long and bit- ter have been the discussions in the Church courts over this question of instrumental music, and its solution seems now as far off as it was fifteen years ago. As a mat- ter of curiosity a list of the places of wor- ship in the city and suburbs here given will speak for itself: Church of Ireland (Episcopal), 27 ; Presbyterian, 36; Method- ist, 29 , Roman Catholic, 8; various, 26 ; making a total of 126 places of worship in and. about the city. Notwithstanding mauy drawbacks, a want of culture, a conspicuous absence of love of art for its own sake being among the rest, Belfast has all those elements which go to make a city great and prosperous and no doubt in a generation or two the inhabitants will wake up to find that there is something else in life than money -making. However for the present this is the Alpha and Omega of their aims. The Belfast merchant is far- seeing and self-reliant, though slow to accept modern ideas until they have been thorough- ly tested elsewhere, and foreed upon him beyond refusal. Take electric lighting for instance. With the exception of its being in two or three large laces of business, it is Little Cabinet of Wonders. The floating island. in Sadawga Lake, near the town of Whittingham, Vt., is justly regarded as one of the greatest curi- osities in the Eastern States. It contains about 100 acres of fertile land, and is some times found in one quarter of the lake and then again in another. Scientists have estimated that every year a layer equal to fourteen feet of the entire surface of all oceans and other waters is taken up into the atmosphere in the shape of vapour, to fall as ramand again flow back into the seas. The speed of the fastest railway is but little more than one-half the velocity of the golden eagle's fight. That bird often makes 140 miles art hour. The largest greenback extant is a $10,000 bill, and only one such note has been print- ed by the Government. Of the $5000 bills, the nexb largest, there are seven. The Government authorities at Washing- ton are experimenting with a vegetable rar- ity called the "jumping bean." if placed on a smooth table it keeps constantly on the move, jumping about, turning over and performing all kinds of aorobatic trioks. • He (sighing)—"I wish you could find something about me to like. She (kindly) —"Well, there is one thing about you. I like very much." "1 amglad to hear you say so. What is it ?" " You make short calla.' gives an indication of the feelings which per cent. manufacture phosphorous rnatches Sensational Murder of a Ballet Girl. A murder of a most sensational character was diacovered at Warsaw on Friday night. A ballet girl named Josephine Gerlach was found at her lodgings in LTspolna Street with terrible wounds on her head and body, the injuries having evidently been inflicted by some heavy blunt instrtunent The poor girl's cries attracted attention, and a woman who was seen escaping from the house was pursued and arrested. She proved to be a lady of position named BeguslawieBrezickas and. in hcr pocket was found a heavy ham- mer with blood and hair clinging to it She also had a dagger, and in her pocket was a sum of four thousand roubles. Brezicka, who is 45 years old, is married and the mother of four children. It is alleged that she was on friendly terms with the ballet girl, and the police version is that robbery was the motive for the crime, but on the other hand there are certain circumstances ointing to jealously as being the factor which broughe about the outrage. Gerlach died from her injuries soon after being found. Home. Cherish the home with infinite tender- ness. You cannot love it too much, nor give it too much time and thought. Re- member, life has nothingbetter to offer you; it is the climax and crown of God's gifts. Make every day of life in it rich and sweet. not to be seen. Nevertheless the city lb will not last long. See to it that you fathers make a boast, and not without plant eoaseeds of bitter memory ; that there reason, that, so far as gas lighting is con- -be no neglect and no harshness to haunt you cerned, there is no better lighted city in the in after years. Your little ones will die and United Kingdom. The price of gas to the go hence with your words and spirit plant - consumer is 70 cents per thousand feet. Tho ed in their eternal nature. Sons and plant is owned by the city, and the coal* daughters will ao from you into the great used comes from England. and costs $1 50 world, to live as you have taught them, to per ton at the works. be strong or weak according to the spirit Time was when Belfast could boast of lit- you have engrafted upon them How will tle beyond its interest in the linen trade; you yearn for them, whether living or dead but now Lineuopolis, as it is called, can How sweet or how bitter will be the mem- point with pardonable pride to its shipbuild- ory of the days when they prattled about ing yards, and smile with contentment when you in the home from which they have gone the names of those record -breakers of the forever! So live with them and train them Atlantic are mentioned, namely, the Ten- now that when they are gone you and they tonic and Majestic. Nor are its energies can look back on the past with thankful- confired here alone. Its whiskey produc- ness and not regret. tion, its aerated water manufacturers and its tobacco factories are all matters of world- wide fame. A few statistics bore may serve to show the immense strides this city has made within fifty years. For instance, the population which in 1841 was 75,308 now extends to 273,000. In buildings alone the increase within five years Shows in 1886 1,314 new buildings valued at 164,000; in 1891, 1,817 new buildings valued at $135,- 000. The gross amount of customs duties paid at Belfast for the year 1843 was $1,664,- 000. For the year 1891 it reached the enor- mous sum of $11,137,000. The value of the exports to the United States for the year 1891 was $E,215,000, this being about 40 per cent. cif the output of the mills here. In matters of politics the question of Home Rule is one which is agitating the North of Ireland at present in view of the general election which is generally admitted to be not far off. In anticipation of its re- sults and in view of Mr. Gladstone's policy expressed or understood, there is a deep- seated conviction here that the long stand- ing feuds between Protestants and Roman Catholics, dating as far back as 1688, when the question of Protestant or Roman Oath°- he ascendancy was foughtend settled on the batiks of the Boyne, will render the solution of the question extremely hazardous, not to use a stronger term. The blood which has been shed in the city of Belfast alone since the great riots of 1861 Closed Her Mouth. In a breach of promise °me the counsel for the plaintiff asked the defendanb " Did you ever kiss the plaintiff ?" "Yes, many a time." "How often?" "I admit having kissed her every even- ing when I called to see her." Every evening ?" " Yes ; but I was compelled to do it." "Compelled—how's that ?" • "Why it was the only way to prevent her singing." A Lucky Boy. Small Boy—"Dickie Dartt is bhe luckiesb boy I know. He is always havirn sornethin' nice happen. He went. to the theater las' night." Little Sister—" You often go, too." Small Boy—" Yes, but there was a -fire in this theater, an' a awful 'tonic, au' lots of people got crushed, an' he was there an' saw the whole business," Little Sister—" Where is he now." Little Boy.—"In a hospertal." CIOAL BRING CONSUMED. it is Bohm Esed Ext?4vagantly-1/Yhen It Is All Cone, Then What ? I have heard that when, King Hudson, in the zenith of his fame was asked as to whet his railways were to do when all the coal was burned out, he replied that by that time we should have learned how to burn water. Those who are asked the same question now will often reply that they will use electricity, and doubtless think that they luxe thus disposed of the question. The fallacy 91 such answers is obvious. A so-called water gas "may, no doubt, be used for developing beat, but it is not the water which supplies the eargy. Trains may be run by. electricity, bit all that the eleotrioity does is to convey the energy front the point where ibis generated to the train which is in motion. Electricity is itself no more a source of power than is the rope with which a horse drags a boat along the canal. There is much more philosophy in the old saying: "Money makes the mare go," than in the optimistio doctrine we often hear spoken of with re- gard to the capacity of man .for dealing with nature. The fact is that a very large part of the boasted advance of a civilization is merely - the acquisition of an increased ca,pahility of squandering, for what are we doing every day but devising fresh appliances to exhaust with ever greeter rapidity the hoard of coal. There are just a certain itemiser of tons of coal lying in the earth, and when these are gone there can be no more forth- coming. There is re manufacture of coal in progress at the present time. The use- ful mineral Was the produot of a vety sins gulae period in the earth's history, the like of which has not again occureed in any noteworthy' degree in the geological ages which have since) run their course. Our steam engines are Methods of spend- ing this hoard; and what we often hear lauded as some triumph in human progress is merely the development of some fresh departure in a, frightful extravagance, We • would justly regard a man as guilty of ex- pending his substance wastefully if he could not perform a joureey without a coach and six and. half a dozen outriders, and yet we insist that the great steamers width take as across the Atlantio shall be run a.t speed which requires engines, let us say, of 12,000 horse power. If the number of passengers on such a vessel be set clown as 500, we have for each passenger the united force of twenty-four horses, day and night, throughout tho voyage. I expect our descendants will think that oar coal cellars have been emptied in a very wasteful manner, particularly when they re. fleet that if we had been content with a speed somewhat less thee at present dee mended, the necessary consumption of coalx would have been reduced in a far greater proportion than the mere alteration of peed would imply. There are in Russia 312 match =unions tortes, with an aggregate production of 139,704,000 matches. Of these works 77 • HE TOOK STEICHNINE. 40, rrett Horning: Aged 19, Departs This TIre, at Woodstock, Out. A Woodstock despatch says :—A ease of determined suicide happened hero shortly after 6 o'clock last evening. Fred Horning 19 years of age, eon of Robert Horning, took his own life at his home on Dundee street, last night. The young fella es was on the street between 5 and 6 o'clock. lIeyeturn. ed home, and in a few minutes beciaine vio- lently ill. A doctor was sent for,"unt on. his arrival could. do nothing for him, and. he died inside of three-quarters of an hour. The medical attendant found him inpainful convulsions, produced, in his opinion, by poison. This opinion was verified when, upon leaving the house, be found immediate- ly outside the window a paper labelled strychnine. The coroner deemed asaa inquest unnecessary,. pronouncing it a case of sue - ciao from poison. The victim of this rash not has been living a life of idleness for some time past, and those who know his record best took the sad news quite calmly. He has on different occasions figured in the police court and was up yesterday morning trpon a charge of refusing to pay livery hire. He has, it is said, threatened to take his life on several occasions. His father is a black- smith at R. Whitelaw's foundry. Dickens' Children. / venture to think that, suoh a child as David Copperfield le rare. The majority are made of more commonplace material. They would know better how to get on with Mr. and Miss 1VIurdstone. Vary few boys—nowadays at any rate—would, even at eight or nine years of age, be quite so easay imposed on by a waiter as to allow him to eat their dinner without uttering a word of protest. I am very doubtful, too, whether many boys would have been quite so loverlike to Little 'Emily and bases found such intense delight in Mr. Pegotty's wonderful house by the sea at Yarmouth. Still, ono feels that David is real and from first to last consistent with himself, which, by the way, is more than can be said. for all Dickens' characters—Ham Peg. otty, to wit who, when we are first intro- duced to him, is little more than a half witted, blundering lout, but becomes before the end of the story a really mangificent fellow. Every one will call to mind many other child characters in the writings of Dick- ens. No other male writer has givska us to many. In my judgment, none of his chil- dren can compare with those of certain female writers. Total Depravity. Teacher: "Do you know the difference between right and wrong ?" Boy "Naw." "If you were to take your brother's cake from him what would you do ?" "Eat it up." Spring in the City. City mamma—" Did you have a nice time in the park ?" City Boy—" Yes'm." "What did you do ?" "Oh, lots of things—run on th' walks, an made faces at th' pleeceman, an' dodged the horses, an' fired stones at the th'-grass 'signs, an' everything." Significaut. Wife (who is without a girl)—" Why, the atmosphere of this kitchen ifs Wee. What causes it ?" Husband (who has been trying to get breakfast)— "1 home just burnt my fingers." Then He Can Keep Her. He "Have you heard thAs news? Yes- terday morning Mary Dawana jumped into her father's carriage and eloaed with the coachman." She: "What's her friaber done about Hex it ?" "He has aelvertieed Send back the horses and all will be ferzfven."