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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times, 1886-9-9, Page 2WON AND LOST, CFIA 'TEI " This ie it ; this le therave m ut seeking, I know it wellg the little grave alwaye ea carefully tended, with ' fresh flowers laid on it, and the men blooming ever the oroae. Now, einoe the last month, there have been no fresh flowers. But the rose -leaves and magnolla•bloseome drop over it, and it le covered es ever. Aud the roses bloom en; they never die I" So the good woman who had charge of the little foreign+looking cemetery ran on, as Percival Danvers picked his way amenget tinsel crosses hung with wreaths of imntor- teltes, or deaerated with coloured figurer and flimsy gilt ornaments—tawdry and grotesque perhaps, but yet lovely with the expression of the tender rememberanoe and undying love of ample faithful hearts, There wail the grave he had conte so far to find, just within the fringe of cypress• trees, and shaded by a splendid magnolia - tree, whioh was dropping its large reee•tint- ed petals like aoft pitying tears over the mound. The name carved on the marble cress steed out as if to meet hie eye, as Mr. Danvers approached, " MARIE DELOBME DAN VERS," That was all, bat that was enough ; that was what he bad came to seek— and had found. He drew a deep sigh of relief as he stood beside it, and then he smiled with an exultant satisfaction that surprised hie guide. neat was net hew people generally looked who visited their dead. And menetear had been so anxious to find this one ; his faoe had been ao haggard and careworn that she had thought it was same dear friend he was seeking. " There to ne date," he said, presently. " When did ehe--die ?" " Ah, that I cannot tell 1 It is little more than one year since I name here; the )grave was already here then, A woman— .a bonne, I should say—came often, at firat to place the flowers and to water the rose 'tree. I never °peke to her; ahe name and went without a word to any ene, until the last time. Then she bade me water the 'dowers for her, and ahe gave me little fee— that was all. And ainoe these last months she oomee net, and I water the roses always. A sad -looking woman ahe was, grave with some great sorrow er 'caro, I should say. Many auoh come here to this place, mon- Blear," the guardian of the cemetery, net yet hardened by her task, concluded with a sigh. But menatenr was not ef that kind. There was ne sorrow in his look, there were no tears in his eyes. Hie haggard faoe had brighten- ed, and hie sternly -set lips relaxed, as with joy, not grief, is night of his dead ; and the fee which he laid in the woman's hand was es large that she turned it ever doubtfully in her palm as he bit her, Of what waa thin geld piece the price? There waa an in- stinct in the quick-witted Southern blood which warned ner of a motive In this uncal- led for -liberality; and the weman resolved that the, money should be spent enly en such needs as touched neither hearth nor home, " What if it should bring a curse on the little ones!" she said with a shudder, as she rubbed her hands together te °leaner them from that contact. "The thing is transparent enough," Per. nivel Danvers congratulated himself, as he left the cemetery behind him. "It is just as I Imagined. The woman—the old ear. vant—has traced me ent, either for revenge er fer what she hoped to gain, never dream- ing that I should Dome here to oeufennd her we lying story ; or perhaps reckoning that ehe lip would first pocket the wages wrung from my fear ef her revelatien. One step mere, and the thing is eet at rest tor ever; the snake to eeetohed that would sting me to the heart." There waa ne pity, ne remorse in hie soul, as he stood before the priest and demanded of him the legal proofs of death ef Marie Delerme Danvers. The priest was a young man, and had net long been appointed cure. He echoed the name with the indifference with which it had been already spoken ail he turned ever the pages of his register, ,What astin! What year v '' Mr. Danvers shrugged hie eheulders. " Four—five years age, I am net sure," he anewered. "" That is what I desire te ascertain." He watched the priest's forefinger as it travelled slowly dawn the page, and he knew, before it stepped, that the name was found, " Thie it it- " Marie Delorme Danvera, Died June 25th, 187—, Interred Jane 26th,' This is the entry ?" " Yee, Will you supply me with a copy duly certified t" The cure preoeeded te draw out the re- quired form, and Percival Danvers watched him as he wrote, a suppressed fire gleaming from beneath his dark eyebrows, His strong hand shook a little as he teak the document from the prieet—cheek with the eagerness of a hand which grasps a oeveted and hardly. won treasure. " Yen are perhaps the father ?" the cure asked, noting these signs 0f an agitation he had not enepeoted until new, "The father ?" Percival Danvers laughed aloud at the question ; he was tee content to be dis- pleased, " Pardon me, I thought it was possible, I am almost a stranger here, and the child's name is new to me.' " Child 1 What child ?" The cure's eyes opened wide, What a strange manner this man had, who trembled and laughed and asked such strange gnaw tione all at once " What ohild ?" " The child whose death is attested there," the fairy-tale, Perhaps it waw wafting for the touch of the prince to awaken it to We end love. Percival Danvers shook elf the fanciful thought impatiently as he trod the negleoted path and thruet alibis the oluetertng wide.. leaved fern, pungent•eoented myrtle, and runaon b:oaseming pomegranate, ,An. elderly woman answered his summons at the door. "Ibis, is the home of 14r. 7lelorme 7" be paid. " Are any of the family living here now !" " Mr. Delerme has been dead a long time, the weman anewered, "" There wap only his daughter left, She went away five yeare ago, Are you a friend of the family, sir t' " Yee—that ie, I knew Mr. Delorme, Can yen tell me where Mies Delerme went t' " Mies Delorme f Ah, that is a sad. atory 1 It must be many years ainoe you knew the family, air, or you would know, If you will please to enter, will tell you." " Ie rhe living ? That wan Percival Dan vera next question, and beads of pergola Mien steed en his pale forehead as he asked it. Bat the ean•bltnde were down alt round the coal, alluded apartment, and the woman was toe full of the tale ebe longed te tell to notice the pallor ef her visitor, " Ie she living 1" he repeated. " That is mere than I can tell. Sometimes I think ehe muet be dead, since even the grave in the cemetery has been unvisited for menthe, and that le the last thing she would neglect. But it has been a sorrowful life, and a lonely one, and ehe must have had little to grieve for. Dad yen know her, air, wheat you knew Mr. Delerme ?" " It hi a great many years ago, and she must heve bean quite a child then," he anewered evasively, " Yea, she was only a child when she met the man who married her and ruined her life," the weman said. "She was away from her father then, staying with her aunt, She was a sweet young girl, and as beauti- ful a one as you would wish to see ; and, young as she was, ehe had plenty of levers, Amongst them was an Engliehman, Madame Delerme, the aunt, did not like him, but the young lady did ; and—Cecile Laoroia, whe was her bonne, told it all to me—they met in secret, Then Mr. Delorme heard of the affair, and he called hie daughter home. The young man was summoned away at the same time by his father, a rich merchant in Termite, Mr. Delorme was net rioh ; hehad had great lessee, and hie daughter would have ne dowry. The young people were in despair at the separation, and the young man persuaded her to marry him privately, with only Cecile ae witness. She waa a Roman Catholic, the Eogliehman was a Preteatant ; he bribed a priest to make them ene. Then he went away te hie father, and ehe Dame home here. He was te get his father's consent, and to return to claim her ; and they parted, full of leve and hepe. But the bleeaing ef the Church waa not on that marriage ; hew could It be ! The bridegroom never barna baok ; he never even wrote, He was a villain 1 " Our poor flower faded and pined. Then the truth oame out. Mr. Delerme was furious, and he would have hunted the Eag• Nehmen to the end ef the earth ; but the priest put in hie word. It was no marriage that had been celebrated, he said ; the bridegroom was a heretic, and there could be no sacrament ef marriage between ene of the true Church and a heretic, So Mr. Delerme forbade her to oall herself by the English name, even when her child was barn, I think ehe would have broken her heart but for that sweet child. For her she lived en, and even Mr. Delorme grew soft andstender te the little thing. Then he died, the old man—they say hie death was hasten- ed by hie daughter's trenble—and she lived en here, with Cecile and the ohiid, " Perhaps the Englishman died. I have thought se sometimes. Surely he could not have been such a monster ail te have for- saken her all these years if he had lived 1 We may have called him hard names whioh he did net deserve, and have slandered the dead," She creased herself, and went on, " Then came the hardest trial of all ; the child died. S'ie was well and bright • one day, playing here ander the magnolia -trees, and the next day she was in heaven. It was a sunstroke, some said. Others said it was fever, It broke the mother's heart. She never looked up afterwards, and she could net live here, where the child's voice seemed always in the air. She went to live with Madame Delerme on an estate a few miles away, " Bat they sent the notice of the child's death to the English papers : so Cecile told me. It might reach the father's eye -who knew I And Cecile at least never believed that he was dead. Then, mere than a year age, Madame Delorme died. She left her little fortune to her niece, and Cecile came here. She always used to Dome and tend the child's grave In the cemetery, and she told me they were going away -she and her mistress, for a long timer en a long journey, Sometimes I think she has gene to seek her child's father, and that we shall never hear ef her again, as we have never heard of him. It is the land of forgetfulness there, ever the sea," Percival Danvers rose up, white and ghastly, and staggered out into the air. " It to nothing," he said to the weman, an she billowed him anxiously, "1 .. ave walk- ed toe far in the run, It will go off pre- sently," She went to fetch him water ; and he sat there in the flewer•hnng verandah with his world of ruins about his feet and a risen ghost beokening him with pale hand to his deem. " I did net mean to desert her 1" he cried aloud, striving to thrust beak the aocueing spirit. " It was my father 1 I dared net tell him. And then I hoard she was dead," Then Percival Danver's eyes fell for the "Yes ; he will live now. It la alw first time on the page he held in his hand, the worthless lives aro spared, ape ee and he read words whioh seemed to make the beautiful are taken away."lthe geed and his heart standstill, and whioh drove the Was the air full of ghoststill and had blessfrom his cheeks, the ghosts voices ? Perolval D "Marie Delorme Danvers, Aged 3 years." his eyes, A face was bendingAnvers open—' You are III!" the priest oried, seeing the one of the faces whioh over him— man's livid hue, had haunted his fev- ered dream se long, It was a hard stern moment, Mr Danvers oemmanded himself the next faoe, Call of vengeance and of hatred, , "' There is an error. bore," he said re- 44Cecile !" he said weakly, "Yes, itial," turning the paper to the cure ; " the age in " Thie is no host it is a wrongly stated,"$e bit his lip to steady flesh," he muttered,; as she rallied in the line he spoke, him and "It is se written In the " bald a onp to hie' line, "i What has ba en• book, the priest ed to me! Where am 1?" pp replied, referring to the record; "see for "Yon yourself, The ago is three years andme have eon very , You are here, months, three' in the home ©f I our wife,: Marie Delorme— .'hon a gl(mpse of the truth cam where surely I thought the righteous 'ud g •. and• maddened him a to him die,. of Heaven: had brought to " He threw the fee she added to herself, g you, down upon the table and rushed out into "Marie—Le she here" the hot blinding sunshine, walking with a " No ? id stn never N ,she is in heaven." rapid stein or heeding the burning heat ' The next ma nor-eeekin' the sh moat she was ecru. she had canoed before the date ofHla frantic walk spoken, fer a flash of joy lighted the pale 8 a low dwellin features up g, es , Cecile knew that not even she could half' hidden in a'rioh growth of troploal 1014 win pityor se ago, its enoiroling verandahs wreathed with he hatreated from for the woman crimson passion-flowere and slondld purple treated eo oniony. ma p p p '" Oh, that m hand blooms and long drooping sprays of Same• him back to , t. s should she x nursed life, ehe vigor 1"she ezolafined coloured blossom, all untrimmed and tin, to the housekeeper, trained In thele Wild luxuriance, But he lived and sew strong The house stood silent and deserted,g ng enough for the homeward earn like the castle of the Sleeping Beauty in to maks journey ho was to impatient "' ao gave; to the young bride; ; Coolie groaned, n and she --aha lies in her grave." Cecile, when did rho die t" Vengeance was within her grasp, Could she forage It f That eeluotant promiee to her dead mistress was forgotten in the whirl, wind of her wrath now, "She died the day she wrote y letter at St, Sebaetian's, That day her," And you left her there "No, I brought her herer her oblld—and yours," " That ie eneugb. Now leave me,' And she went ; for there wee no so dark and terrible In hie look th was frightened, It was the day before he was to England, He had not dared to ask vacation upon which his fate hung then, Now he drew from his pook the record of hie child's death and ap out before him. Ae he glared at it wi eyes, he seemed to see a demon pain that aolitary figure "3," and to h whispering something it had whiepe fore In the darkness of the night, w mind was at its weakest. Haw e would be to write another figure hater one 1 See, there was spade left f Who would know ? FIa thrust the hastily from him, He started up and ed te the farthest corner ef the room turned hie face to the wall. Bat the wall showed him a vieien of a ruined bankrupt in honour and happiness, a lag before the saern of the world whio eo lately smiled on him ; and ef a fair face, with horror and loathing written it, turned away from him for ever, the tempter whispered mere importun than ever. "" It is not a crime, It can no one, Who would know ?" In another moment it was wri " Marie Delerme Danvers, Aged 23," The next day he waa gone, and C Bent an impreoatten after him whioh the tender-hearted housekeeper shadde " May the cup he weald drink be da from hie lips 1 May vengeance dog hie steps, and justice seize him and drag down 1" the faithful servant said, with r hand and solemn. veioe, CHAPTER X. " Mies D iveton 1" Lady Keith was ea anxiously, "It mast have been Oyn Albinia, it meet have been Cynthia," Lady Saltmarsh said nothing, and George Vivian shrugged hie ehouldere. "All este are grey in the dark," he e quoting a French proverb, Lady Keith took up her knitting and down. There was an agitated finish en delioate cheek, and her Blender white he trembled ; Lady Saltmareh's shafts, e essayed in vain,,had taken effeot at last dt was afterneen—growing late by shadows, but early as yet by the of There were no lights In Lady Keith's m ing room, whioh opened en to the ter and looked ever toward the park ; and w out the gorgeous crimson and gold of autumnal glory had resolved themselves the sombre neutral gray of twilight, Sir George glanced outwards, and naw t persons presently mount the terrane st slowly, lingeringly, and pause at the t looking book at the ehrended giants in park below. Lady Keith saw them tee. " It is Cynthia," she repeated faintly. "Cynthia le In the music -ream," Le Saltmarsh said, pointing to the half•° door, whence Dame echoing round the r tones whioh all knew te be Cynthia's Then a white hand name flattering age the glass, and a gray -robed figure stole out of the shadows and eat down, just footman threw open the door, with a lf¢j lamp in hand;' and, in the illuminati Etith Doveten, all nnooneoieue, raised h beautiful glowing faoe—transformed in so myeterious way shoe they had seen It last and leaked at the three who were, eaoh their own fashion, sltting in jndgme upon her fn their hearts. There was on one thing whioh could cause such a tran formation in a woman's face, Sir Geor knew what it was and leaked grave ; La Saltmarsh knew what it was and look triumphant, Lady Keith guessed dim and her heart Bank, Mise Deveton waa the only ene who d not know—did not guess. What she d know was that the werld had grown brigh er, mere beautiful than her dreams ; that subtle philter, sweet as the nectar ef t gods, was running through her veins an thrilling her heart with an ineffable je Leonard Hope, coming in behind her, lee ed dazed, as If the sudden light blinded him " What are you all doing In there t" oa led Cynthia's voice from the next room "" Yon ase ail quiet, Mamma, le there n tea yet ?" With the last eentenoe she was with them and something—a "mind -wave" perhap or an electrio teuoh of quick sympathy warned her. Her proud head was held shade higher than usual, but her oheek wa pale, Sir George fancied, as she seated her self at the little table and filled the chin Dupe, and presently chatted pleasantly wit him, and cent pretty messages to Lad Vivian ; fer Slr George was going away b first train in the morning. " And, by Jove," he said terala,ae he r up-ataire two steps at a time to hie dreein roam, " I'm Berry 1 I'd give something t see the end of it, and it's a precious meg whiohever way it goee," The evening passed -with aemething-n one knew exaotly what—weighing the hours which were went to be se light•winged in that pleasant oirole. It was as if the al were heavy with the threatening of a tem- pest, Cynthia was calm and a little mere stately than usual ; all her duties as hostess were punotilionely performed te the little gathering of neighbours and friends whe filled her drawing -room, Leonard was rave and preoccupied, Sir. George silent g and watchful, and Lady .Keith's high bred cem- pesure was disturbed. She was restless and nervous, and a flush: burnt still en her oheek. Only Mee Doveten was radiantly happy and lovely, wrapped in a sort of dream, whioh rendered her deaf to the. mutterings of the °term, And there was somethings in her nnconsolone .innocent hap- pinese and in the sweetness of her beauty whioh told its own story and touched the hearts which should have been hardened towards her. '' We have been to blame, Poor child— how mild she know t Lady Keith, said; " We ought to shave told her ; it aught to have been understood; She is young and susceptible, and alone ; and Leonard has been very kind to her, I will tell her to• night."" So Lady Keith eat by the fire in the girl's room later the same evening—it was a motherly custom whioh oho had of bidding her good -night there -and told her what sheuid have been told before, "" So you see," she concluded " I am quite happy about dear Cynthia'~ future, In her circumstances and with her respenei- billties it would have been an anxious mat- ter to choose wisely; but dear Leonard is all and more than all we could desire. I could not have trusted her to a stranger, but he understands her , so thoroughly.- It can soarooly fail to be a fdrtanate and ha marriage," ppy (To B CoaninTIftf, ) on that ktibed She lies with • methin at rhe sail for her the until et• book read it th wild ting to ear it red be. hen hie airy it e that or it 1 paper watk- , and blank man, brink• h had sweet upon And ately harm tten, eoile made r. shed foot - him abed thin g Sir aid, sat her nde ften the ook, ern• r00e ith, the into wo eps the dy pen iah Inet in a B,, htd"d on; er me In nt ly go ed ly id id t - a he d 7. k- •1 e s, 9 e a h y y an 0 e 0 0 r YOUNG FOLKS. Bhymes of the inlay -i round, Nursery rhymes have eeoeived muoh et tendon et late as an expression of national life, and many eolleotions of them have been made, The quaint rhymes of the play. ground, some of whioh are very old, have rooeived lese attention, H. Carrington liol ton, of Trinity College, oontriibntee to the , Boston journal o/ Education the following specimens of -' coupling out" rhymes, col, looted' by him from children and by cow respondence. A favorite jingle le " Ortery, eery, lottery Ann, $iilieoa, tellleoe, Ntohotae, John; Queevy, ;quavy, Eng:fhh navy, 8tlrgelum, etangelum, buck." This rhyme is widely used, having been reported to me from Connecticut, Philadel• phia and Cincinnati, 11 le subject to many variations : "English navy "becomes "" Irleh Mary ;" some insert the word "berry " er the word "John" before "buck" In the bet line. " bakery " to " hickory," eto. New York City : " Ana, mens. mons, Mike, Baroelonp, bona, etrlko ; Ogre, ware, frow, frock, Hallioo, ballloo, we, wo, week," This alae ie eufjeot to °enntlees varia- tions : " i3aroelen:," becomes "tusoalena," eta, Oee form endo fn—Central New York— " Huddy, ork—"Ruddy, guddy, boo, out goes you," Ana, mane, dippery f)lok, Delia, Dolle, Dominick ; Hltoha, pitch,, domioltcha, Hon, pen, sum." In seine dietriota the third line is given as "Hcutoha, poutoha, domineatoha " and in ethers " Hltoha, potoha," etc. "Tush" may also become "rue" or "task,' Dela- ware, Rhode Island, oto, : " Haley, matey, tippets, fig, Taney, tangy, tomb, nig ; Goat, throat, country note, Tlney, Loney, nig." The flea two, ane Hatay caught ;; Coat go • es she." Sootland " Return, peatum, penny pie, Bablyonl, ettokum, stye." Bealdea rhymes of the character of the above,—i, e., consisting of gibberish, with disconnectedwords,—there are very many rhymes oenteining no uncouth words, but poeaeaeing, in general, a jingle easily res. ognizable: " One, two, three, tour, five, etx, seven, eight, Mary at the cottage gate, eating grapes o$ a plate. One, two, three, tour, five, six, seven eight,'" Thie is given also " plums " in plaoe of " grapes," and " garden gate " for " cot- tage gate." When " cottage deer" ends the second line, the counting elope at "four" to eattafy the rhyme. The collection is quite incomplete. What Western forty -year-old boy or girl does net recognize the following? " Intry, mintry, entry, corn, Apple -seed and appl. -thorn Wier, brier, limber, look, three geese la one Hook," one flew Boat, and one flaw weal,- And one flew over the cuckoo's nest. One, two, three, out goer he." Our " devil "centribntes the following :— " Oner-all, twos -all, alga all tan, Bobtail vinegar, tiokiem, tan, Harem, ecarem, popnlarem, Be, baw, book." - The Man Under the Apple -Tree. There was once at the University of Cam bridge, E agland, a student who, in afte years, gained a great name. A dteeaee break ing out in the college, drove him to hi father's home. One day he went Into the orchard and sat down to read under a tree. He raised his eye from hie book and saw an apple fall. That was, a common thing. Millions of people had seen apples fall. But this young man was set to thinking, Whet made -the apple fall ? Not the' wind ; it was a quiet day. Why, when the stem broke, did it not stay in the air ? This thoughtful young man did not stop thinking about the falling of the apple until he had disoevered the oause that made the apple fall ; and that the same cause keeps the moon and planets in their paths. Thin young man was Sir Ieaao Newton. Now,let ue see what a kind of boyhe was. Hie father was a yeoman or a farmer. Be was sent to school but " he was always full of the business he was barn fer." When other boys were at play, he would be after his own work, pall it what you like. He made water -wheels, models of mills andmachines, He made a water olook from, an old box, and fixed it to an index whioh moved as the sinking wood, floating on the water, fell. Bat hie father would not hear of young Iaaao doing such foolish thirge. He must farm. He was te learn about wheat and grass lands, and to feed and sell sheep. Se he was sent to the fields, and was usually found lying ander a tree reading when he should have been with the cattle and the laborers. When he was sent to market, he permitted an eld servant to cell the sheep, while he went into a hayloft to work out a mathema- tical problem. Hie father found that he could not make a farmer out of him, se he let him devote himself to study, and he be- came a great philoeopher. There was in England a breed of very small curly-haired dogs, called King Oharlea Spaniels, because they were great favorites of the king. New - ten owned one of them, whom heoalled Dia. mond. He was very fend of the little crea- ture, and was continually caressing it and stroking its glesey hair. One night he left hie library and in it this little black Diamond. The dog jumped upon the table, overturned the oandle, and set fire to papers upon whioh were figures that bad oust hit .master years ,ef, hard. work, They were all destroyed, se that when' New- ton to his room he' found, in place of the papers, nothing bat ashes. What should he do? Fall to beating and kicking the dog ? No, ; he was ' a great• smiled, Belt -governed: man; and ho simply said. " Ah, Diamond l Diamond l little thou knowest the misohief thou haat done," It Didn't Come sir. r e " W'y, how yer do, Nancy !" said old Hester, addressing old Sanderson °daughter, "Didn't yorgit married last Soddy night?' No; the woddln dat come off didn't take place," Whafo' didn't it, gal i" " Well, 'cage der warn't but thirteen present," Ail foolishness, You onghtenterMikein no sioh foolish 'sPiofon ezdat. Ioare ter goodness, ser makes me °rehamed' o' yer putting offer weddin' jse' bekase dor want Mat thirteen dar. W'y hit ser nen' out an' inguee do fo'teenf puaton to comet" "Well, daddy didgo Mit an' bo him conte." g g ter Well, w'y nit yer go'ahead -an' let him erlene I " Couldn't," "WlayI" "'Dane de fo'teenf man was odenr p aeon what had premised ter' many; nae, I toile yes, Aunt Cetiey, thirteen le bad Inok," ,LAT E DOMINION NM, Three million feetfo boards will be in the new C. P, R. elevator et Moutre The Mounted Pollee mit contract,' 315, paunch), has been let to Charles Shea r 3foapound, S w r Au aged Customs officer, Leon Sanson,. of Levis, died recently, leaving behind him a daily record of fifty years of hie life. B, St, Thomas biillardroom keeper has bean committed to gaol in default of pay - talent of a fine under the Scott Act, There le bad feeling between the whiten and the Half breeds and Indians at Prinoe Albert, resulting from the rebellion, Four Douglass pines which were recently out up in `British Columbia contained to- gether 20,580 feet, The largest was 55 in- ohes in diameter, During a'reoent storm in i,'ugwaeh, N. S,,. lightning struok the steeple of the old Epis- appal Churoh throwing it down and Nett Qre to the building, The municipality of Russell, Man,, °enatlering a proposal to grant $1,000 assist Dr, Barnardo in establishing en indu trial farm within its bound FA E M AND INFAMY, u Ned The Dinere&ce of Coadltlon "Which dive al, Rise to rile Two Words. 000 Fame le the auto ofll" the good t at time; adote of all Infamy Is the num of all the bad nate of all time, Fame confers the higheet honor, Infamy the doopeet disgrace. Fame le the reward of an, unselfish life, Infamy is the reward of a eelfiah life, It !s a bad error to miatake infamy for fame, Infamy Showa well for a time to the unin- ltieted, surpeeeing even fame, Everyright g work is fameward, Every wrong aot is In the line of infamy, family ,Inam insures aharFer lata than fame. Fame comes by benefitting our fellows, Infamy inj ares them. Fame's honore are pleasant. Infamy brings dlehonor and disgrace, ing Fame plants gardens. Fame expels in all labor, is Fame wins in arohltesture, to Fame le demooratio, a- Fame succeeds in war, suooeea In corn memo, exoltes to labor in ;wheel, oonatruotp great works, benefits the State and the peo- ple, promotes Christian civilization. RIM is the cum of the ocean of men's beet acts. Every right rot of the scholar, the state& men, the artisan, the engineer, the laborer, is a drop'fn the era of fame. Every act of our livea adds to the sea of fame or of Infamy. Infamy ie fame's enemy. Infamy le the ally of slew disease, andel• enoe, and ignorance. Infamy chooses the down -hill teeth. Infamy's great works are wrecks. Infamy slanders, Infamy suspects, Infamy seduces, Infamy is jealous. Infamy traduces faith, Infamy defies law. Infamy promotes disorder and disobedi- ence, Infamy is the enemy of discipline. Fame begins in the school to labor up- ward: Infamy flute ever downward. Fame's labour is rewarding and eatlefao- tory, Infamy's work le,'dieorganfzing:and bit. ter. Improved roses, luscious fruits, finest works of art, and unselfish Christian lives are the products of fame. Ruins, stolen fruits, lusts, intemperate and untimely pleasures are the work of In- famy, We choose for whioh we shall strive—the honors of fame, or the indolent, poisonous, bitter fruits of infamy. Laval University will ask for designs for its new buildings from all the architects in the Dominion, Prizes of $500 each will be given for the three beet deslgne, A Woodstook, N. B , physician took some virus from the arm of a child which he had vaccinated. The father of the ohiid sued tor the value of the vaooine matter and got a verdict for 83.50. Whisky pedlars visited Loon Lake, near Port Arthur, recently, and did a thriving trade. The result of their visit was that a pensioner drank himself to death and teat a fight arose in which a man was shot in the eye, It is rumored along the line of the Wel- land Canal that the water fir to be drawn eff the levels this winter, The Journal:says that this course will step many mannfaotor- lea and throw hundreds of people out of employment. Manitoba crep reports were recently pub- lished, The wheat yield is most eatiefao- tory. An average of 16 to 20 buehele le oemmenly reported, and eats vary from light to fair. Barley is net up to the aver- age, and root crepe are a eatiefaotery orop. On the whole the results are better than ex- pected, and the drenth has been lees injuri- ous than was feared. Rev. R, V. Rogers, a Kingston clergyman, died on Tuesday at the age of 81 years. He was a native of Brlatol, Eng , and was the eon of a commander iu the E:igliah navy who saw service at Bunker Hill. He has resided in Ktnesten, with a chert intermission, eine 1850. Two sona—Mr. R. V, Rogers, barrister, Kingeten, and Mr, H. M. Rogers, merchant, ef Rochester—and two unmarried daughters survive him. The wife of Rev. R. Campbell, of Mentreel, with her son and Mrs. Evans, was riding in a oaleohe near Fraser's Forks. The horse, whioh was attached to the vehfole, was being led by the bridle by a bay, while the pink. nlokere were descending a steep hill, when it anddenly became frightened and bolted off at a frlgatfui speed. Mrs. Campbell retain- ed all her presence of mind, and clasping her child to her breast she clung fast to her seat, The animal left the road at the foot of the hill and dashed through an open field, straight for the Fraser River, They were within a few reds of the precipice, whioh hems in the river, and had given them- selves up for lost when a bey wile was working in a field caught sight of, them. Throwing aside a rake with whioh he was working, he grasped a large fence rail, and holding it out at arm's length he ran before the horse and succeeded in making him turn away from the river, His act saved the lives of the e0onpanta of the carriage, A Family Problem, In the matter of marrying and giving in marriage I have struck an authentio as well as modern instance, whioh has rat - tied ed me s bail as "{ Punch, Y brothers, punch with care," oncegot away with the mental equilibrium of a confiding public.. Call it the marital labyrinth, Hymen's paradox, the " whab-am•I•anyhow 7" or anything else you please. It has sob my head going like a teeto- tam—you are welcome to it, hoping five minutes' attention will find you enjoy - Ing the same blessing. A father, son, and grandson married three sisters. That, looks simple enough, doesn't 117 It hasn't dawned on you yet 7 Well, see here : I. Amos, the father, married Abigail. 2. Benjamin, son of. Amos, married Betsy. 3. Charles, son of Benjamin, married Caroline. What then ? Amos Is brother to his son, Amos Is brother to his grandson. Amos is grandfather to his daughter. Amos is grandfather to his sister, Amos b father to his wife. Amos is father to his grandson. Amos le his own grandfather, his own son, and brother -111.1w to himself. Benjamin le brother to his father, Benj Amin le brother to hie son. Benjamin is brother to his mother. Benjamin is brother to his daughter, Ben) wmin le the son of his sister. Benjamin le the husband os his sister. Charles le brother to his father. Cbarlea is brother to his grandfather. Charles is brother to his mother. Charles is brother to his grandmother. Charles is grand nephew to his mother. Charles ie grand nephew to his wife.' Charles Is the grandchild of his aunt. Charles is married bo another aunt. Charles is the son of his aunt. Charles is the husband of his sister. There are several other things whioh 11 would strain my intellect to think of. Figure it out yourself, if you please. Go at . it thoroughly. comprehensively, and exhausbively. Don't give it u Bat remember, there Estill remains the relationship of the women to wrestle with. When you get that all settled toour satisfaction, I will simply add that each of these couples are blessed with several children. Now tackle that, and see where you will fetch np. Andet none of these people are idiots not on e is in a lunatic, asylum. Perhaps the seoreb of their immunity is that they don't bother their heads about their double -and twisted relationship at all. "Boodle" le net In the diotienary. The enterprising eervente of the public got it Ali, and there wash t any left for dictionary nae. Setae men are horn groat, but they can't stay there without brains• The Queen at Osborne. The regular congregation of Whipping - ham ohnrah for the most part omelets of the gaeen's peneionere and employes, writes an Isle of Wlgbt oorrespondent of The Phi• adeiphia Press. She paid for 'the entire coat of ite erection. It was ilei h d by the priuoe consort, to whose memory oantaine a beautiful mural monument, put up " b hie devoted and broken-hearted Viotoria, ' It le under the shadow of thle monument, eeoure from the vulgar gaze, that the queen's chair is placed, in view of the members of her own household seated in the chancel, but completely hidden from the curious mewed who throng the little church whenever there le a prospect of her majaaty attending ene of ate services. Vioteria never permits herself to forget her husband; but in her remembrance ef the dead ehe deer net negleot the living, Her nearest neighbor at Oebwrhee ie her youngest daughter, who has`a lo, d to her a little bit of a house, such has may be found by the dozen in suburban London, having a double front—i: e,, a door in the center, with a window each side, a grass lawn and flower -bed in front. The residence of the orown prlocees of Germany and of the prince of Wales are only divided db Y Y a wire fence stretched across the ground, and they are within easy reach of Osborne. There le alwaye someone at Osborne, the queen having plenty of grandchildren, and oense- quently the establishment, ie somewhat of a large one. Bat the stables are by no means extensive, most of the horses and carrlages being hired. In fact, the queen keeps only eight en the Leland. To look after these eight horses there ie such a number of upper servants that the poor stablemen get very badly paid. Three dollars a week and a bed is the return they eoeive for a day of twelve hours, They rise at 5 a, m, and knack off at p. m, with n hour for dinner, and in the absence of the ueen the occupants of her house take care here shall be no laok of work, Women ervants, butlers, lacqueya, waitere and nnkeys ride about in imitation of ladies nd gentlemen in waiting, who are much ore royal than the queen. One of the old we- an living in the Wnippingham almehonee as asked how she like her majesty. The old ady, an Irish woman, and not far off 103 ears old, said : " Sure, and her majesty le darlint; but the Lord preserve ne from he ladies in waitln'," There are nnmer• us inconsistenciesattracting attention in he management of the queen's estate. Baring reins have been loudly and widely ondemned'when used le Hyde Park to show ffa fine horse by keeping the head up and e neck alwaya arched, and yet the queen et only permits their employment, but mirages it, and even her cart horses in e field are eubj sated ' to the cruelty that ey may look their beet. Still her majesty a a tender heart. The land 'ehe sublets poor, overrun with rabbits, and giving o farmers a meager return. }int •Yna- sty will not allow a eines 44pus to be et, or a atook dove killed. What is the necgnenoe? In winter all. the loafers in yde are poachers.: They disregard the vera penalties, and walk about Osborne th broiler dogs, Sometimes they come into ntaot with the keepers, and last _February ey laid in, wait for one, and maltreated nidead. to auoh an extent that they left him r a q t e fl a m m w 1 y a t 0 t B 0 th n en th th ha to th eD h o0 se wi ao th hi for Many a poor but honest man now, wake's up feeling that before night seme'oellege may give him a degree. Griet 'knite two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can ; and common sufferings are far stronger Linke than com- mon joys, Patio/toe le a nieral morquito net, Polite., nese is like an air-oushien; there may be nothing solid in it, but it eases jolts won- derfully. A baokbitiu g woman exnlaimod, as she threw herself into a a ohair- at neighbor's One half the world down's knew how the other hall lives," : "That lent your fault," quietly responded the neighbor, The average earl rent yearly of the Bell tele- phone is placed at $100, The average omit of the Instrument is $3,25, and hence noth• ing but an early aeaignment can have the company from fetal finanoial ruin. 3