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BRANDON'S STORY.
BY NO.RA LAUGHER.
11‘,01:11eP1Ett --eVai Feeau-,Featteax,
"Man all ths world is young, WI,
And all the trees are green,
' And every MISS a swan, IDA,
And every has a queen ;
• Then hey for loot and horse, lad,
Aud round the world away,
Young blood Inuit have ite cour, (1,
IC And every dog his day,"
"I Clifford Fairfax, according to promise,
came down to •the homestead for a game of
cards within the evening of my arrival. Re
seemed to be a great favorite with everyone
at Irvineside except Malay, who avoided him
pointedly upon all occasions. I wondered
at Mies Irvine's dislike to him foe he
was a tall, handsome fellow, clever in
• his profeesion of a medical man, a most
entertaining companion having travelled
• innoli with his regiment and observed and
read much.
After we had played several game e of
• euolere and Mre. Irvine and the girls had
retired we eat around the dining.room fire
smoking and drinking eome fine bottled cid-
er while Fairfax related OS some anecdotes
of his life as a soldier in India.
"By. the by," said Jack refillinglis pipe,
"Do you ever feel anything now of the hurt
you got out there, Clifford ?"
"Yes, occasionally, but it is almost worn
off now. It was a near shaver for my life
though. Although it is nearly five years
ago I can recall it as well as if it happened
yesterday."
" What was it," 1 enquired "an accident
you met with in India?"
"Yes, merely a little scratch front a
er's toe nail, but I was pretty badly hurt at
the time."
"Help yourself to some more cider and
let tie hear it now. I don't think I ever
heard particulars of it," said Jack. "Ont
elephant hunting, were younot? acting rather
skittishly and not taking proper precautiove
I guess,"
You have about sumraed it up, Irvine.
I suppuse it would not have happened if
I had not been so exoited and headstrong,
Let me gee, where were we 1 Oh 1 I remem
*-
ber we were quartered at a small place call-
ed Silhet. You have heard me speak of
Skidmore—Mejor Skidmore, one of the best
fellows of the 91att Well, one morning very
early Skidmore and I were jest sitting down
to our cleita hagaree • or what, perhaps,
Uanadiana intght term a first breakfast. It
usually consisted of something sabatantial
enough to carry us along until twelve o'clock,
• .aa which hour after a bath we usually took
a big feed of several courses. We were jest
commencing our chota &vane of curried
eke when a inoonshee, who came to teach our
chaplain the language, rode excitedly into
Ramp with the news that he had seen a whole
'drove et elephants goinr into the nearest
,jungle.
•After wall° wing, or rather bolting our
etirry our horses were brought round and we
net off under the guidance of Ohowko, Skid-
more's young native servant.
Two natives on ponies carried our rifles
and hatches and two body servants of the
regiment rode behind us.
It was a lovely morning; but, by jove I
even then oppressivelyhot
About an hoar and a'hall's hard riding
brought us to the jungle, a stiffish looking
place, such immensely thick bushes and foli-
age that the sun's brilliant rays could scarce-
ly penetrate. We dismounted and peered
into it. It looked so dense and thorny, that
we began to think it looked next to imposed.
ble to get through it without being liter-
ally torn to pieces. The Major gave a long
whistle and looked rather rueful:
"Fairfax," said he, "the beggars have
Omen stiffish ground for •their ambush.
Do you think we had better tackle it?"
I was just ripe for any sport that morn-
ing. "Yee, tackle it by all • means, Major,"
I said, tearing down some big creepers that
somewhat obstructed my view.
The Major held a short consultation with
the two body servants and ordered them to
wait outside the jutigle.
Chowko and the two natives were care-
fully scrutinizing the trees and bushes.
Chowko, after taking his hatchet chopped
himself a path a short distance into the
jungle. Harrying back to us after a short
absence he informed the Major, " Dis where
de rogue elephant be."
We lay in wait for theta just upon the out-
skirts of the jungle, acoordingto the natives,
and Oaowko a advice, for over an hour. By
that time I got tboroughly impatient and
resolved to water the jungle. Skidmore
opposed it very strongly at first, as did
Chowko and the natives. The two latter
• began to show signs of fear, at which the
Major's Eaglish temper arose and he spoke
to Ohewko who understood him.
• "Tell the two cowardly black devils to
go back to the body servants and wait there
with them out side. on can also go tack
if you are afraid." •
'No no. Chesil° not 'fraid only for
• Sahile,'Chowko stay."
• Major Skidmore was just as anxious now
to get a shy at the brutes as I was. The
• two natives gladly ran back to the body
servants who remained outside taking care
of the horses.
• After R ShOft consultation with the faith-
ful Cho wko we prepared to enter the jungle.
We followed Chowko, partly crawling
• upon our hands and kneee, partly walking in
a crouching manner. It was a most danger.
ons experiment though, for we telt that at
any momenta tiger or leopard Might spring
upon us or one df the small deadly cobra
which abound there Might sting us. Bat we
grew more excited every mordent and, rieking
everything, on wepressed. The shrubs. grew
i
more and more ggantic, we could hardly
force our way through them they lacerated
our flesh so painfully. Mammoth ceeepers,
some of them thicker than my body climbed
up the enormous trunks of the trees, and
stretched out their long arme to each other
aoinewhat resembling the tall rigging of a
• ship. The branches of these huge creepers
we had continually to chop off with. our
hatchets. Chowko was indefatigable, he
was a strong muscular fellow, and by this
time thoroughly excited, yet with his aid wo
got on but slowly, The thorny pear etrees
and prickly brambles tote and pierced our
flesh so fearfully that the blood ran down
us illeM411 streearia.
"By Jove, thie is witty' said the Major
• receiving a severe wretch in one of his eyes
from a big braMblydoeking Arab, "but we
won't give up now, Fairfax, without bagging
soniething for our ttouble, eh ?`'
• On We went pereevering•for two weary
hours, but to our great chagrin and disap-
pointment CoUld Free no sign of elephants.
All atomic Chowko stopped, lifted up his
cleirk:forefliiger and listened.
"Hark() Sahib, Doctor. Chowko tinke
hear Bowfin."
Thie time Skidmore grasped hie rifle
tighter, for wo all three &area pecitilia.r ear -
r.r-r.r-r trumpeting kiwi of sound. Then a
few minutes after oame a thundering, wash-
ing as of is mighty army and a whole herd
of elephants ruahod past us. Oa they went
and on we sped with all otir might in the
path they bad foroed. Our hearts were
beating terrifically and the perspiration pour-
ed trqin os in etreame. Great Scott I Jack, the
heat and. excitement wail ecenething awful
then. Talk about your summer heat here
in Canada, you have no idea what that sum,
neer was like out there.
Well, the elephants rushed on with in-
oreaeed imeed and we niter them. Chowko
was first, the Major 010SO behind him and I
oatne last, forjust then I was alinoet done up
with running. All at ono to my right hand
through the bushee I saw two eye glaring
at me like living coals. I atoocl quite atilt
staring stupidly at them for a moment with a
fearful, sort of, fascination. ,It wits a trellien-
:hue tiger, who, with his formidable teeth
displayed, tore wildly at the brienchea with
his claws to get at me.. Luckily, however,
they resieted his efforts for a minute or two
and I raised my rifle and fired, teking care to
jump on one side under cover ef the smoke.
.But it was too late, The branches parted
and with a low, ugly growl he sprang at me,
making a terrific charge and laying meipro.
strata, tearing my clothes and fieeh in a terri-
ble manner. I shell never torget it, I quite
thought that my last moment was come and
I could see neither Major or Chowko. In
their excitement they had rushed on after
the herd of elephants, neither of them missing
me or hearing my shot. With almost super-
human strength curved my arm round to a
knife in my belt and plunged it into the
brute'e heamt just as tte teeth were benc5
extent? I aaked.
buried in my left thigh. Just then.I heer
" Yes 1 I rarely read anything else lately.
the faint report of another rifle, objects be. •
coming indiatinot swam bcfore my eyes and Confess now, Mr. Brandon, don't you think
me a little learned prig ?"
I fainted from loss of blood. . • "Indeed no," I said admiringly. "Bub
When I returned to onectousness I was I have never before met a woman—I mean
a young woman—pardon the term, with
raind•enough to understand him."
- "I don't know that I am egotistical
enough to imply that I do understand him,"
said Gladys.
"By all these notes and comments writ.
ten upon the margin I know that you do
thoroughly understand and follow him now
if you did not at first. Ab! if other wo-
men would read Shakespeare more they
would be better worth talking to, but, alas 1
they prefer the light wiehy.weehy trash,
most of them. You are an exception. I
am gladyou are an enthusiasb like myeelf.
i
Which s your favorite play 1"
"1 can hardly yell. 'Othello ' is a great
they carried me and its occupant proved favorite of mine, but 1 half think I like
himself most kind and hoepirable. UnderHamlet' best of the tragedies and ‘Xtich
my direction he cauterised my wound. I Ado About Nothing,' of the comedies. I love
had just strength enough to tell him what to to think of the ideal woman that he has
do and what liniment to send to camp for. portrayed, some perhaps that have only
I was ill there for three months. I shall al- lived in his own wondrous imagination, but
next time r find you singing or ohm rn Boa
bah my ears with—with gun -wadding
rether than offend you to terribly,
"Well," iseid Gladys, trying not to laugh
but failing igtaalluionele as She pictured me
heroically stuffing gun. wadding into my '
ears, "1 goesa I will have to forgive you,
but mind, air, it is upon t het one coadition.
F eget it at your peril." ewe,
"Bet you have not given me tee name of
your song ?" •
"1 really •do net know U. I found the
verses in a very old book I as reading one
"And what is the air r. i peraisted.
"Really, Mr. Brandon, you are just as
inquisitive as a Yankee. The air-- " and
here Gladys paused, gro sving shy and confused
again, "the air is merely a tune of my own
that I set it th. Mary says both the words
and the air are very foolish, so I never sing it
before anyone.,'
I mentally oneignecl Miss Irvine to Hall -
fax, for little Gladys' sweet voice could put
SOU1 and music into , the moat common -place
ballad ever written. A glorious picture ahe
made, looking shyly auto! theta true, brown
eyes. Her slender figure had that lithe sup-
plenessone rarely meets with amongst Celia.
diem women. Saab a form that one rarely
finds outside the gardens of the South, an
exquisithly shaped head, richly complexion,
ed, anall, dark, oval face, and, falling away
below her waiat over the pink morning dress,
a mass of long, curly dark hair which had
becomeunpinned in the exertion of placing
large volumes too high for leer remelt
Although Irvine and the snow birds were
awaiting me 1 lingered for the rest of the
morning talking to Gladys in the parlour.
Taking up a nicely bound but well worn
and well marked volume lying upon a small
table I glanced at the owner's name upon
the title page.
•"What, do you •study Shakespeare to tint
lying upon a green bank just outside the
jungle, supported by the Major's arm and
Oho orko's kind dark face bending over. me.
"Are you muoh hurt, Fairfax ?" anxious-
ly enquired Skidmore.
"No 1 I guess not," I replied, "but I be-
lieve the brute has ripped my thigh open."
As indeed it proved upon investigation. I
hardly know, how they got along. They
dared not attempt to take me all the way
back to the camp, but luckily Chowko
knew of an old Mahomedan Mogen — or
what locked very moll like one --at no very
great distance, which was used at that time
as a bungalow for a young English clergy-
man. To this moque, or whatever it was,
ways remember that strange bungalow.
Skidmore would have it that it had never
boon a mosque, but a suite of rooms inwhich.
the Zane= of some rieh Rajah performed
their toilette after bathing in the adjacent
tank. Well, be they what they might, they
were moat roomy paid cool with enormously,
thick walls and a great echo along the dom-
ed roof. • The young clergyman, Bernard
Kingsley—who by the way happens to be a
brother to Lieutenant Kingsley, now of our
regiment—was a capital good fellow; he and
his native servants nursed, me as tenderly as
a woman could have done: ,
I often .think of that day in the jungle.
After all we had some sport for Major Skid-
more and Chowko had shot two elephants
and I had stabbed quite the largest and
handsomest tiger we ever met with in In-
dia." '
"It was a near go, though," I said, pass-
ing Fairfax some tobacco.
Yea, you bet it was," mid Irvine.
Great Soot how I wish I had gone out
there with you, Clifford."
"1 am growing a regular rover," aitid
Fairfax, musingly, as he lit his pipe afresh.
A soldier's life is the life for me. • Egypt
will be our next oall, r euppose, for I clan see
we are going to have trouble there. We had
little enough to do in India. The old doc-
tor sadly wants me to sell out and settle
down in Fergus, now that 1 am at home,
but I could not stand that one narrow groove
of is country medical practitioner in Cenada.
Ib is eight years ago since I first took it into
my head to 'round the world away.' I
ab 11 never forget the dear old mother's
tear.. Dolly and Eaa's pleadings, the poor
old Ades anger a,t my leaving Canada, and
Shat first start away from Guelph station.
They have been my only drawbacks to the
life that has such charm for me."
CHAPTER 111, — L'Aritrous — MENTAL
A/MURAT/ON.
"A damask cheek and ivory arm
Shall ne'er my wishes win,
Give me an animated form
That speaks a mind within;
But, ah 5 where both th ir charms unite
. Row perfect is the view,
With every image of delight,
With graces ever new."
Strielling back again into the house cne
morning with my gun upon titer ehoulder, I
peard is sweet, olear voice singing in the
arler. I could see tha5 it was Gladys
erched upon a high stool arranging some
books upon their shelves. therefore I listen-
ed.
"Damon came a praising me,
• Vowing that he loved me too—
None like I so fair could be,
None like him could be so true.
I meant to chide, but spoke no sound
And tall my wheel went round and remind.
Damon, immewhat bolder grown
In his hand mine fondly placed,
• Pressed it gently in his own,
• Thou his arm went tound my waist.
Son, ,1,,w I smiled instead of frowned
And wed my Wheel went round and round,
Damon brought his faoe nigh mine,
• Tho' he knows I kbisee hate;
I would baulk his bate dolga
—
But the wreteh he did it straight,
And then again—and still 1 'mind
That still my wheel sent round and round
Conoleding the last verse Gladys turned
round to reach another book and caught
sight of me'blushing rosy red as she did so.
Oh 1 Mr. Brandon, how you atartied me,
I thought you were gone shooting With
Jack."
"Well, we did start out leteuding to go
bub Jack was called back to speak to one
of the hired then about something or „tiler,
and Am glad ef it, otherwiee 1 would have
missed that delightful little swag," bald I,
laying iny gun dow a in it corner of the
room,
"It was doweright inean of you to liaten
in that uaderhaud way behind the door."
yet having never livee will yet live for ever
as Shakespeare lives," Gla.dye replied, her
sweet face lit up with admiration.
"Yes I" odd I, thoroughly following her
enthusiasm, "Who indeed but Shakespeare
could describe female character as he has
done, for, holding the mirror up to Nature,
he has shown us women in all their virtues,
vices and weaknesses, yet never do they
lose the true charm of their womanliness and
never did he portray a woman a fool. Bat
one cannot read Shakespeare alone. Will
you let me read with you ?"
Gladys shook her head decisively. "But
read me something noW," said she.
Opening the book at haphazard I read
aloud the forest scene in As you Like Id!'
Then turning to 'Hamlet I commenced
where Ophelia steels upon him unawares,
while, weary of his unexeouted task
he argues against his better self the
expediencies of suicide. Then when Ophe-
lia suddenly appears before him he is Bur -
prised at first into being courteous and al-
most loving until he begins to snapeob that
she too is deceiving him, and then being al -
moot maddened by the fearful neceasity of
personating mediums he heaps upon that
• most deject and wretched lady who had
sucked the honey of his music vows" the
most bitter agony—that of a, lover's unjust
anger.
AS I finished reading I saw that Gladys'
eyes were dim with tears.
"This seems to me, "said she " the saddest
sone ,of any. Peor, poor Ophelia, neither
'Lear 'nor 'Romeo and Juliet 'have anything
so fearfully heartrending. "
• "What do you chink are the best traite
of a heroine, Mr. Brandon," she arked by
and bye.
"Affection and cheerfulness," I replied
quickly. Affection is ever a woman's nobi.
est and best charm for then she not only loves
bat sympathizes and pities. By that sweet
power of sympathy she .an draw all hearth
to hen especially when with it is combined
that most fascinating of powers, habitual
cheerfulness, which like a perpetual sunlight
gleams through the mind and influences the
whole body with its beautyand lustre,
lighting up the face with the truest of all
beauty, making the poasessor 14 fib compan-
ion—nay guardian angel, for man." .
" Shaireageareti characters are all true,
companionable women," said Gladys, return-
ing te her text without raising her ego.
"Yea 1" I replied "this reminds me of
the gallant reason I once heard given by a
celebrated physician, why woman as intend-
ed for the companion and friend of man
was taken from his rib in preference to any
other bone; She was not taken from his
head lest she should rule over him, nor
from hie feet lest he should trample upon
her, but she was taken from his aide that
he might shield and protect her, and from
near his heart that he might cherish and
love her."
Gladys' biatitiful brown eyed drooped as*
they met mine and her faae flashed under
my gaze as we rose to go to the dining
"oAni*
awe sat down to dinner I could not
avoid seeing a cold glance from the elder
sister ahd hearing the angry whisper,
"Gladys, it is perfectly disgraceful of you
to flirt so with that man. Ile May be a New
York adventurer for aught we know."
How bitterly then few unkindly white,
pered words butt me id the dark (tante
Months awaiting nip Mary Irvine • never
knerik
Oord Palau joined us in all our sports.
Returning home with him late me afternoon
after & hard day's reuniting, tve found Glade/El
and Miss Stone, who had been skating with
Dolly and Ene Fairfax. We, With them,
were easily persuaded to sit down to a coy
high tea of cold wild turkey and cranberry
sauce, baked bear's awe, buckwheat pan-
oakee and maple syrup. Doctor Fairfax
wee genie to see a patient at Salem, but Mre,
Fairfax's good natured, beaming face amiled
benignly upon tie from behind the capaeious
tee.urn. Jack's ro uish blue eyes took a
" Pub you will forgive me, Mita Gitedyit 2" milder view as he eoked down at pretty
" Forgive you ? No, that I WOret, You oity , Laura Stone Boated near him,
ing me and a midden feor came to me. What
if he loves her, too 1 The thought almost
maddened me, Fairfax beingin a better pos.
ition then myself, beside being a veet deal
better looking with his dark Swarthy COM-
plexion breezed by an Indian sun, merry
black eyes and gay devilaney-care teildierly
manner.
When Mrs. Feirfax requeeted Gladys to
sing r rose, preparing to turn over the pagee
for her, bat Clifford Fairfax was too qmok
forme, Selecting that quaint song, Barbera
Allen, from some music sheets lying • aria
the piano she sang it in her sweet uuf<er-
ing
voice. Then I heard her ask Fairfax to
sing. He had a good voice and played his
own accompaniment. • Looking up into
Gladya' eyes as she stood, by hie side he
"Moat I lertve thee? Oh 1 aend menet away,
So far away from thee and thy dear sight,
For with thee my full heart will ever stay,
I cannot, cannot bear to say good -night.
" 1, bid, farewell, yet etill I do not go;
• Bat near to thee I dare no longer stay,
For honor calla the hence to meet the foe
To -morrow in the battle's bloody fray.
twohave loved mid yet we two mustpart,
no' thou art here thy heart is still with MP,
And I, tho' far away from Where thou art
My soul, my ier y life remains with thee."
"The affected puppy, how dere. he 1" I
muttered to myself. • The words were his
own composition and they fellamon my ears
like a knell. I am afraid that I there and
then -consigned the military amateur-poeu to
the far realms of eternal frizzling. Gladys'
mignon face crimsoned under my angry
gaze as Clifford Fairfax, familiarly, drawing
her hand through his arm led her back to
her seat beside me on the ottoman.
They pressed me to sing but I was in no
singiiig, mood that evenitig. Sitting down to
the piano I dashed off noisy airs from "Chit-
perio e" then in answer to Dolly Fairfax to
play something else, I branched off into
"Mendelssohn's Songs Without Words,"
I know not why but they made
me think differently of Gladys—Oh my
darling, he cannot care for you as I do--.
Leaving the piano and finding myself un-
peroeived I slipped out through the heavily
nimeon curtained glass door on to the
piazza It wee bitterly cold but) the keen
north wind cooled my heated forehead and
allayed the tempest within my heart. 1 had
scarcely stood at the far end of the piazza a
moment, when two fur robed figures caine
up the steps from the garden. By the ray
ot light from oneeof the drawing rootn win -
(Iowa I saw they were Irvine and Mies Stone,
and J. could hear the latter weeping. Un-
fortunately I could not retreat without their
seeing me and so I was compelled to hear it
portion of their oonversittion. .Tack's broad
breast heaved with compassion as the poor
girl,' touched by his kindness, -sobbed out a
brief account of the cruel treatment she had
experienced from her step mother that
morning. Then Jack, folding her in his
sheltering arms, poured forth the story .of
his love and begged her to leave her unhap-
py home and become his wife at once ; and
Laura bent her pretty face upon hia heart
and smiled away her tears.
Never before did I realize so thoroughly
the great dramatist's assertion that it is a
bitter thing to look into happiness through
another man's eyes. e
Later on, whenIrvinaside was wrapped in
slumber and Jack and I eat smoking by the
parlor fire I told him how unwillingly I had
witneaseethe little love scene between him-
self and Miss Stone.
"Nevar mind, old ohappie, it MVOS me
the trouble of telling you. She is a dear
good Male girl, isn't she ? I only hope,
Brandon, that some day you and Gladys
will be as happy as we are."
"Gladys ---" I gasped. "Then you,
don't really think she cares for Fairfax;
J ack ?"
"For Clifford Faiths' ? Why, Brandon,
you are joking. Oh I see it all now 1" and
Irvine burstento a longandimmoderate fitof
laughter. "Why, Cliff was engaged to Mary
fornearly three years but they often quarrel-
led, and just before he sailed the second time
for India they had one big final quarrel
whioh evidently terminstedtheireligagement
Ism you hava observed ere this that Mary
has a devil of a temper—she is something
like that roan mare 'Niagara,' kicks over
the traces, eh? But she is a good girl at
heart, too much spunkiness is her only fault.
She and Clifford don't seem to have made
it up yet, but1 bet it won't be long first, he
is just as fond of her as he always was and
Mary's heart isn't quite cabbage hard. So
you thought he admired Gladys 1 He and
little Gladys were just pretending to flirt to
try pod bring Mary to her onsets. They were
acting upon my advice, but I guess you'll
spoil that now, Oliver. It is almost a pity
1. -told you."
"A pity? Why Irvine, I don't think I
could have spent one more day here at the
homestead thinking that Fairfax was in Jove
with Gladys, and that- his love was recipro•
cated. I am a jealone fool and it almost
&vie me wild to see him look at her as
though she were his property already. But
I can excuse him now. What a born idiot
I was, I cannot help laughing now. But do
you roily and truly think Gladys could hare
for me, Jack ?"
"Am 1 atire that little Gladys cares for
you you ask? Yea, Brandon, I ain just au
certain. as I am of being a true born Guelph
township ()median. Just as certahi as I
am of loving the sweetest and truest girl in
Ontario----."
"Bar one, Jack, bar one 1"
"Well, anything for peace, Oliver, replied
Jack, laughing at my happiness and whist;
ling Laura Darling' th himself after he
wished ine good -night.
(TO B CONTINVE,D.)
• The Book A,gent Was Pleased.
Miatrees—"Mary, I thought I told yeti to
show that book agent the door."
"So I did, nium."
"He returned to me in lesa than two min-
utes,• How do you explain id?
"Why, he said it was a very handsome
door, and when he built a house he'd 113V0
one juat like it. Then he went back to
t on."
• Depended On Market Priete
• "Mra, Squetzem," said one of the board-
ers the other morning at the breakfast
table, "the caatets on my bed squeak
tetribly. Can't I have 'em greased or tome -
thing ?"
"Yee, Sir," replied the landlady, of the
otice ot castor oil hain't ria."
As atterept was made to wreck a treat on
the Stratford and Goderich branoh of the
Grand Trunk on Satarday night.
Brase leave are out of date, being supers-
eded by those of repoume silver of Venetian
wrought Irma They frequently stand six
or eevert feet high.
LATE OABLE NEWS.
Some English Eleotions—The Toting Ger-
man Emperor's Speech— &Me 'White -
°lapel Speculations,
A number of Parliamentary elections are
owning on, the ultimate remit of whir& it
would be unsafe to predict. The most intereat
inn election is that of Holborn, in which
Lord Compten, a thorough Radical, and Rome
Ruler and future peer, will fight on the Glad-
stone side against a Mr. Bruce. • Tries won
the teat the lest time by 1,700 majority.
Tlae Speech of the young German Emperor,
the event of tbe week on the Continent, is in-
teresting as showing the supreme egotism of
the young man whom dance has made mas-
ter of the greatest army in the world. All
Europe is discussing the utterances Of the
young Kaiser and theorising as to their ox-
en meaning. Hie longing for peace was ex -
pretested in a tone indicating hie readiness to
whip the whole of creation if neoessary to
get it, and his subetitute of -the pronotin,I
all through in place of the customary We was
significant. His idea of the relative impor-
tance of things in this world was illustrated
pretty olesely in the wording of hia phrase
I and iny aliles and friends, with God's
help, titc. Those who on general principles
i
are nclined te doubt the sincerity of the oon.
oeited yoang ruler's peseeful utterances at-
tribute thaw latter tic ,.the imperfect condi-
tion of the Italian army. Bismarck does not
mean that the German forces shall be used
up in the beginning of a war, and has per -
baps impressed upon his ruler :the advisabi-
lity of at leo!, deleting things until Italy,
which is evidentlyto ba a oatapavvi shall get
into suoh a military condition as to make it
s us eel catspew. •-
The result of the late Presidential election
is unoomfortable for Minister Phelps in
more ways than one. The lease of hie home
is out a.nd he muat move at once. He can-
not of course take a new plaice for the short
time remaining to him, and contemplates
passing the remainder of Ms term in Lon-
don at the Hotel Viotoria.
- The French deputies ere busily engaged
In a mud -throwing oontest such as has not
before been witnessed in is really civilized
country, and the Boulangests are being laugh -
eclat for the publication of an imaginary
plot by which Floquet was to arrest fifty
of them, firat look them up in clean oells,
whioh the Boulangiste headed by their chief
vow:are even now speoially prepared, and
very likely shoot them or chop their heads
off afterward.
London still continues to wait for more
Whitechapel murders and to know ne thing
of the murderer. According to the best cal.
calations the murderer should be at work
very soon again or else skip a tortnight.
It is nob cheerful to have to calculate the
time when a man is likely to cut a woman
to pieces within a few blocks of numerous
similar crimes,
but that is what this big
town bas come to. One gentle idiot serious-
ly advertises for a millionatee to supply
£5,000 to be spent in employing 300 fallen
women to act as detectives and hunt down
the butchers or their sisters. The advertis-
er adds haughtily that if is millionaire won't
do it tho pennies of the people will. The
imaginary. description of the murderer as a
man carrying a black , bag has enraged the
largest manufacturer of those articles in
London. He declares that the tale of black
bags is ruined, because no one will wearthem
for fear of being arrested or molested by the
mob always ready to see the murderer's face
under the most innocent MSS'S hat. It is
now generally believed that' the man who
tried to out is Whitechapel woman's throat
on Wednesday morningwas only a base
imitator of the great criminal.
Doing as Romans
A friend weno to call on two charming
women from San Franchise stopping at the
Fifth Avenue Hotel. He found that they
would enjoy being taken out to dinner.
Had they aoy preterence as to which place
to dine, .he asked.. Oh, yea; and to his
astonishment they expressed a desire to go
to oertain table d'hote place that was a
little off color, very good eating, but rather
dubious in the Wilma matter of patronage.
They were asked if they would like claret
or chianti, and they said they preferred
champagne. At the Close of the meal they
had brandy burned in their coffee, and eaoh
lighted a cigarette. The city man, who
ware a stickler for all the proprieties, could
scarcely believe his senses at what he saw
them do. He kuew that every other man
in the restaurant, and everybody, too, must
consider; them "fast," to say the hot
"Do you always burn brandy in your
coffee aud smoke cigarettes and take °ham -
page in San Francisco ?" he ventured to
"Oh, mercy, no 1" the elder lady replied.
"Such a thing wonhtbe monstrous there;
but hero, where it is the proper thing, we
rather enjoy it. •Id was it little difficult
to fall into your naughty New York ways,
at first, but we are getting on eldwly."
"Great heavenel I should say you were,
the city man whispered under hie breath.
The Cheerfulness of Genits.
Men of truly great powers of mind have
generally been cheerful, social and indulgent
hife& thedency to sentimental whining or
fierce intolerance may be ranked among the.
surest symptons of little soula and inferior
intellects, In the whole list of our Imglish
poets we can only remember Shenstone and
Savage.—two certainly of the lowest—who
were querulous and discontented. Cowley,
indeed, used to call himself melancholy;
but he was not in earnest, and at anyrate
was full of conceits and affectations, and bait
nothing to make at proud of him. Shako.
peare, the greatest of them all, was evident-
ly of a free and joyous temperament ; and
SO was Chaucer, their common master. The
same disposition appears to have pre -domi-
nated in Fletcher, jontion, and their great
contemporaries. The gelling of Milton
partook somewhat of the austerity of the
party to which he belonged, and of the
ontroversiee in Whioh he was invcdv.
ed ; but even when fallen on evil
days tuid evil tongeet, his opirit neenni to
have retained ita eeteutty as ithdignity ; and
in his private life, se well as hie poetry, the
majesty of a high character is tempered with
greab sweetnesa, genial indulgences ansi
practical wisdoni, nteareis JEFFREY.
Two gentlemen had been fishing, with a
"leistet "--a sind of threteprongee spear—,
in one ot the gale:ton rivers in the teeth of.
Scotland, when one of them, having speared
a firth, apoetrophised it thus: "Ansi nem,
Mr. Wilton, whet think ye o'yersel ?" The
other gentleman, an inveterate puneter, re-
marked "1 suppose he will say, I'm bane
the better for your speer -in.'"
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AS YOU LIKE IT.
Joe
OMIT tiONE TO SOHOoL.
The baby has 4'000 to 19ohool; ah, nee 1
What will the ulothet do,
With never a call to button or pin,
Or tie a little shoe!
How oan she keep herself busy all day
With the little "hindering Shing" away
Another basket to fill with lunoh,
Another " good. by " to Fay, •
And the mother *ands at the dor to see
Her baby march away;
And turns with a sigh that is half relief,
And half a ecnnething akin to grief.
She thinka of it possible future morn,
When the children one by one,
Will go from theirhonae oat into thedvorld,
To battle with life alone, „.
And nob even the baby be 10ft to oheer
The deeolate home of that Ware year.
She pioke up garments here and there,
Thrown down in careless haste;
And tries to think how it would eon]
If nothing were displaced.
If the holm were always aa still a,a this,
How could she bear the lonelinese ?
It is peeeible in France to insure the life of
a child one day old.
Ice was artifically nnumfactured by the
use of chemical mixtures as early as 1788.
It is iutid that 70 000,000 codfish are cangth
annually off the Newfoundland coast
Mrs. Ilardet •Beecher Stowe has made
the most remarkable recovery her physioians
have ever witnessed. When she left Sag
Harbor it was believed that she could not
live to Deitch Hartford. Now, however, she
is better than she has been for some years
and is able to walk. ,
Horace Smith, of Philadelphia, is said to
possess the largest collection of newspaper
clippings in the world. He began when a
boy of 10 ancrhas been at it for SO years.
IK would take a furniture van to hold what
he has now, although he has eold thousitinds
and thousands of wipe.
When a father dies in Corea the sons
must dress themselves in a suit of sackcloth,
with a rope girdle about the waist. On the
head is worn on enormous hat, about the
size of is rain umbrella, and for turther pro-
tection aganiat obtrusion the mourner cu-
rie o a large fan before his face. He is not
expected to work, but at stated times he
has duties to perform at hie ancestor's
tomb.
The most plausible view among many
doctors wae that baldness wee especially
liable to follow the wearing of a tight-
fitting hat, the blood vessels being oon-
strioved and the scalp deprived of the
necessary supply of blood. But this view
has been controverted by is fact brought
to light about the Fames of India.
The Pathos are compelled -to keep
the head covered during thet Hay by a
hat ao tight as to crease the esealp and
possibly the skull, and at night they
wear, a skull cap; and yet not one of them
has been known to be bald. The Orientals
say that worry causes the hair to fall. and
it may be true in some cases. The general
state of health naturally- affects the scalp,
but the fact remains that no specieleause
eau be given for baldneoo.
• Sublimity in Aseoolation.
The howl of the wolf is little distinvuish-
ed from the howl of the dog either in its
tone or inits etrength ; but there is no com-
parison between their sublimity. There Rhea
few, if any, of these sounds so loud as tfle
most common of all sounds, the lowing of a
cow. Yet this la the, very reverse of sub-
limity. Imagine this sound, On the con-
trary, (=proem of fierceness or strength,
and there can be no doubt that it meld be-
come sublime. The hooting of the owl at
midnight, or amid ruins is strikingly sub-
lime; the same sound aenoon, or during the
day, is very far from being so. The soreara
of the eagle is simply disagreeable when the
bird is either tame or confined ; ib is sublime
only when it is heard amid rooks and deserts,
and when it hi expresive Sons of liberty and
independence andsavage majeeby. Theneigh-
ing of a war horse in the field of battle, or of
is young. untamed horse when at large among
neenntams, is powerfully sublime. The
same sound in a cart horse or a horse in the
stable is simply indifferent, if not disagree-
able. • No sound is more absolutely mean
than the grunting of swine. The same
sound in the wild boar—an animal remark-
able both for fierceness and strength—de sub-
lime. The low and feeble sounds of animals
which are generally considered the reverse
of sublime, are rendered so by association.
The hissing of a goose and the rattlo of it
ohild'a playthings are both contemptible
sounds; but when the hissing comes from
the month of a dangeious serpent, and the
noise of the rattle is that of the rattlesnake,
do not differ front others in intansity, they
are both highly sublime. —There ie certain-
ly no resemblance, as souncle, between the
•noise of thunder and the hissing of a serpent
—between the growling of of a tiger and
the exploteon of gunpowder—between the
soream of an eagle and the shouting of it
multitude; yet all of these are sublime.
ARCHIBALD ALISON
Saved by a Oat.
There are so many stories of dogs who
have saved human lives and so few anec-
dotes of pussy's helpfulness in times ot
emergency, that we gladly publith the story
of it cat's intelligent devotion; During the
Crimean War, it little cat followed a young
French soldier when he left hie native vil-
lage. The lad's heart clung to thia dumb
creature, and he gave her it seat on his knap-
molt by day on the march, and is corner of
his couch at night.
When the regimeht was first ordered into
action, he left her in (large of a Bich com-
rade. He had marched about a mile, when
he saw puss running behind him. He lifted
her up on her ueual seat, and soon Omen-
gagement began. )t,
Twice the &tidier fell, hut the cat dleing
fast hold. e
At last, a severe wound stretched him
bleeding on the field, No sooner did piney
oatoh sight of the blood, then she seated
herself upon his body, and began to lick his
wound in the most assiduous manner. Thus
he remained tor some hours, till the surgeon
• tarried the lad off to the tent for the wound-
ed, 'When he recovered consciousness, his.
first question was, "Shall I live ?"
44 Yea, my good fellow," was the surgeon's
antever, "thanks to your little cat. If she
but not used her tongue so intelligently, yOri
would have died from loos Of blood."
Contrary to all regulatione, rOSSy VMS al-
loWed to accompany the young Bobber to the
hoSpital, where she wee regaled with the
oholoetti moraelfit from his plate, and became
a very diati aguishecl charaetere—Ullustrated
Christ...a Weekly.
The High School Board of Glimode has
engaged G. D. Wilson, of Riclgetown, prin-
cipal, at a salary of $1,000, aod Alex McIn-
tyre, of Rodney, assistant, at a Salary of
11500,