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The Exeter Times, 1888-12-20, Page 64‘Did n't Know was • Loade ' erfay do for a stupid b4's excuse ; but *neat can be said for lie parent who etuse his child laugnishing daily and fails to recognize , the want of -a tonio and loocia,puriter? Formerly, a. course of 43/tters, or sulphur and molasses, was the U1e. hi well-rep,ulated families ; but new 411,inteUiext householdkeep Ayer's OgeheaParilla, which is at once pleasant Itirtine taste, and the inost searching and effective blood medicine ever diScOv erect: Nathan S. Cleveland, 27 E. Canton st., Toston, writes " My daughter, now 21 'wears old, was in perfeot health matil vear ago Whan. elle began ta complain of headache, dizziness, 4adigestion, and loss oe appetite. 1else- egluded that all her complamts originated ,Onaeppure blood, and induced her to take 4440'8 Sarsaparilla. This medicine soon wises's:ed her blood -making organs to theoeelhe action, and in due time, reestabs eisked "her former health. 1 find Ayer's Sarsaparilla a most valuable remedy for tem lassitude and debility incident to caring time." . J. Owtright, Brooklyn Power Co., dierookiynr N. Ye says: "As a Spring 13tiedicine, I find a splendid substitute .for the old-time compounds it Ayer's -Sarsaparilla, with a few doses of Ayer' Tells. After their use, I feel fresher and tronger to go through the summer." Ayer's Sarsaparilla, •• PREPAREB pr. 4. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Mass. .-Tekil CI six bottles, $e. Worth *4a bottle. 411HE EXETEll TIMES. le publisned every Thursday m orn ng, a t th TIMES STEAM PRINTING HOUSE --fain-street, nearly opposite Fitton's Jewelery 'Store, Exeter, Onti.rby John White Son, Pro- prietors. BATBa OF ADVEBTESING : First insertion, per line .... ........ .........10 cents. Each subsequeatinsertioxi per iine Scents. that she remembered, there had been stook To Insure insertion, advertisements should ings filled with all sorts of delightful things. he sent in not later than Wednesday morning Tbere had been the usual nierry strife to see -- whieb shouldbe first with Christmas greeting, oureena PRINTING DEPARTMENT is one -I the largest and best equipped in the County then such a happy time at breakfast. f Enron , All tvork entrusted to us will receiv There was one thing about; Christmas in er romp a en ion. Decisions Regarding News- papers. YOUNCF FOLKS. A Telephone Menake, Ah 1 Rem%) the little round naive ray papa talks into To tell the toile! clown town what he wants to have them do, , goimrto try mysele--new let me get a thair, And then 1,11 stand oil tiptoe go 1 cria reach up there " (that's' what they all say) -,you dear old Smite Clause, g,eing to have a ittle talk with you. because 1 want to tellyoti 4111 about a tittle girl I know, Who "wet had a Oletistame hi her life—she told am eo • I hardly could believe it, but ehe says resllY true, l'm sure you're always very kind, but Pra surprised All 4,0u, net you should have forgotten such a little one 1 but still, You have, perhaps already all the ettckings you cen fill. But could you go to her house instead et coming. here? For Mealtea sari that Christmas is the time of all the year For ohildren to remember poor little girls and boys Who never harm their stockings up for pieture-hcohs and toys. "1 want you please, to carry her a doll with shiny curie. And etyieespt)loas—t shut and open—that's the hind for M- aud a muff to warm her Augers, and a miming little ring, , And a book with pretty verses—how she'll brugb, the little thing r. And give her Iota of goodies, too, became she's poor, you see, . And ought to have more sugar -plums than you could bring to me, Now tell it on your fingers, and remember, as you go— JUBt pack her little stocking to the very, very toe. et "That'e all—only, Santa Ohms, 1 just would like to Say, 11 you shouldhave fulcra presents than you need on. Christmas day, • • - And could leave output a few as you pass the chimney 11., -why Of eon e_ewoulti be ve lad indeed Oood.bye 1 Eiood.bye l" HOW MAXY BPENT ONE CHRISTMAS. BY MAROS ETALIRWOOD. It was a queer way to spend Christman, and a queer place for that matter. Man had hardly done talking about it before another Christmaa came around. The day had begun very muck like others Any person whotakesa paperregnlarlyfrom -he,poet-oftloe, whether directed in his name or another's. or whether he,has subserilaed or not es responsible for payment. 2 It apemen orders his paper discontinued be must pay all eareare or the publisher may sontinue to sendit until the payment is made. Massy's home that was a little singular, it al- ways kept getting better a,nd better, and tlie evenitg,waa the beet of all. Sometimes, you know, little folks begin to get tieed, and after Tommy baseeten a stook - 'engin" of nuts and candy be thinks that Willie had more than he did, or Ilia presents don't suit him and • he goes to bed feeling r,hat-ehristmas is a myth. The secret of it all was in the beginning. wad then collect the whoa amount, whether Mamma Monroe had them begin right. -the paper is taken from the office or net. For one thing they must eat to candy before •S In suits for subseriptions,the suit may be =muted in the place where the paper is pub. breakfast—but this won't do, I Must go back to my. atm y. Mazy expected this day to be a little bet- ter than an ordinary Christmas; for there was to be compeny to limner, and some of her best friends would be there with their papas and marateas, and the whole house was in a delightful state of bustle about lOo'clook, Exeter Butane/. Shop. when Mrs. Monroe called Mary and gave her a basket to carry to old Mrs. Brown. "You may step and ask Dolly to go with you," She ishe knew how glad the poor old lady would be, and she Butcher & Cienera,1 Dealer wid. Mary was pleased, for laoeva edf.ell)th.o.tr_herr . aise mamma's 8'4:Maim "Whoa, aithough the eubecriber may reside -hundreas of Miles away. A The courts have decided that refusing to take newspapers or pmiodieals from the post- • office, or removing and leaving them =called or is prima facie evidence of intentional frond 11.• DAVIS, eOnstomeessupplied TUESDAYS. THURS- DAYS Ann SATUBDAYS at their residence -ORDERS LEFT AT THE SHOP will/ ER CEWE PROMPT ATTENTION. -PENNYROYAL WAFERS. Prescription Of aphysicien who bashed a life lone,.experience In treating female diseases. Is used monthly With perfect success by over 10,0001adies. Pleasant, sate, effectual. Ladle., ask your drug- gist for Pennyroyal Wafers and take no eubstitute, or inclose poste age for sealed particulars. Sold by an druggist% el per box. .Address SELSEURtliell. =IOW, CO.. Dwyer; Mei -ter Sold in Exeter by J. W. Browning, : Lutz, and all drugmhts. BELL" ORGANS e Unapproached for Tone and Quality CATALOGUES FREE, BELL &CO, - Guelph ht. 5 The Great English Prescription. • A successful Medicine used over 30 years in thousands of cases. Cures Sperntatorrhea, Nertious • Weakness, Entishions, Impotency and all diseases canned by abuse, lassoes) indfsceetittn, or oyer -exertion. Ramie 'Six packages Guaranteedto Cure when all others Fail. Ask your Druggist for The Greet Erglails Premerlption, take no substitute. One package • 41. Six $5, by maiL Write for Pamphlet. Address 'Eureka chemical co., Detroit; pitch. For sale by J., W. Zroevnitg, C. Lutz, . Exeter, and aildruggists. •wanVIY lige MI& vllytt aad a sore throat atiti could not go; Maxy trudged on veithout her and alloyed 'every step of her long walk through the fall- ing snow. The only blot upon her happiness was Dolly's sore throat. Her first little tap at Mrs. Brown's door brought no allover, so she knocked lonleri then again; bid all was still. "She's gone tot -he neighbor's," thought Maxy; "Pa go in and leave the ballet and get warm, any- way,' if the—door's unlocked," and in she walked. She looked around carefully. Mrs. Brown m ' might te asleep on the lounge but no, the house was quite deserted, butthe fire still shone red through the mucks in the stove, and May sat down to WarM her feet. Preget:raythe gate latch. elicked. "She's's:amine' geld, Maxyasideepiog from the window. " Oh my 1 it's a trampl" Arid it wee; one of the dirtiest sad meat forlornt at that, and Maxy, like many wearer little gill, was terribly afraid of anything that looked like a tramp. "Maybe he'll come righein," she thought, "like I did. What shall I do T' There was hut a minute to think. Malty girls:wed quickly around and spied a closet door atatidieg ajar. "I'll slip in here and take the baeket with me, for he mustn't find that." . A minute more and Mary, safely hidden in the closet, heard a erica at the front door, then a sin:Abe step passed around al:haute. Then came a knock at the back domeand after a pause the ebuffling Edep came back, the gate clicked again and all was still. • The little girl gave a sigh of relief, for her prison was dark and close, and besides She was beginning to feel in a hurry to go home; but, alas, the door would not open. In vain she pushed ; in vain she turned the little knob. The door had looked itself r Mazy wanted to ory then, bull she tried hard to be brave. "Maybe Mrs-. Brawit will be back soon and I can make her hear me," she "Won't elie be soared ?" It was dark in the little closet; there wasrik, nothing to do but thiand Maxy thought about the folks at home. What were they doing now? Had she.been gone so long as it seemed? And were they wondering why she did not come? Whadif Mrs, Brown had • gone sotnewhere to spend the day.? At this one or two tears fell down. anwriacmgroximazetstmasimmatMastrmassatutati ADVERTISERS an learn the ekaot cost of any proposed line of advertising in. American! papers by a.ddre,ssing' Geo. P. ROvv'ell Co., d NeWSPAPer AdVrtitifing Rtareata, 40 Spruce St., Neve 'York, Send lOatte for 100-14retoe Parrpohlo "I know whet lel do,, I'll ask` the Lord to help rneget out," and down she went on her knees ht the dark and offered -her prayer, with so °mull faith that she felt comforted at wee. footprints, and ltioXY had the haeltet Witb, her ne the eloset, so that there Wasii 5 traoe ef her presence to befound, Mr, Monroe wont home quite perplexed, hut half hoping to find his little girl there before) him. 1310 no Mazy was there. Quite a little company had gethered by this time, for it was nearly 2 o'clock, the hour for the din - per. Mamma Monroe add hopefully "She must have gone somewhere else. She must have gone to ldre. Brown's while she was out, and she hat token the basket to some ene else," hut the looked pale and her oyes were anzione, • , Duffle was oryinst in a little heap in a sofa corner, and Katie kept her company. The ladies gathered around here. Monroe fuli of empathy, emits one trying to think of something hopeful to say. , At last Papa Monroe said he would go to Mrs. Smith's quite at the other end of town, Bed see if Maxy had taken her basket there. Ders. Smith had sometimes worked for Mrs Monroe and Maxy knew she was poor and needed help, she might possibly have thought of her, fiuding Mrs. Brown absent, A whole long boor dragged by, for he stop - pea to ask questione of, everyone who seem- ed at all likely to have seen the child, be fore Papa Monroe came back. Everybody bed been twang to cheer up everybody else, but it did went Ho Amiga that the should be gone so long, that it was hard work to find anything hopeful to say, . " She couldn't lose her Way," said Mamma Monroe, , "She knows every street in town." " Here comes papa, alone," said Katie, with her face against the window, and with that she began crYi4g again' Papa came in, the picture of despair. Mamma grew whitd and she hadn't a word to say. Suddenly there wait some one stamping off enow in the hall, and a gay little voice cried: " Mamma, am I late for dinilek 1" Then there was a great rush, you may be sure. Everybody laughed and cried and kissed Maxy, and she told her story as well as she could, andalter a while theChristmas dinner was eaten. Only think, mamma," said Maxy, "1 spent 'most all any Christmas in that closet, and soared you 'most to death, just because I was afraid of that tramp, and be didn't come ID after all." "We ail make mistakes, little daugh- ter," said her mother tenderly, "but you are safe and your Christmas isn't quite gone yet." Youth. Ah 1 through the moonlight of autumnal years How sweet the back -look of our first youth world! Freshlier and earlier the spring burst then: The wild brook warbled to a sweeter time, Through Summer shows that screened from brighter suns; The berry gllttered and the brown nut fell Riper and riper in the Autumn woods; And winter drifting on more glorious car Shed purer snows or shot intenser frosts! The young were merrier when our life was young:• Dropped mellower wisdom from the tongue a of age, ' And love,and friendship were immortalthings ; From fairer lips diviner music flowed; The song was wined, ana the poet too, Not art, but inspiration, was his song. ROBERT BUCHAN arrigge Wasn't a Failure. oties, now dot you YRS mar e.471-rle‘lb'in-13\ xnege vos a- failure ?" " I should snicker all offer :mein ace, Isaac, dot Loould 1 Do you see dot suits uf clothes dot I ha f on? Vell, I haf tirteen more better as dot, und day all come mit mein vife. Dey vos left by her first husband, und dey fits me like hair on your head. No, sir : dot marriage vas a piptic' rif you fallin mit de widow uf a dude."—[Peolt's er Expensive Building Material. "Sow• is your papa getting along ?" disked Mrs. "Yeast ofthe Crimsonbeak bey, the other day, When she was waiting for his mother,to make her appearance . in the parlor. , • - "Oh, bully 1 • He's going to build a house." "Going to build a house 1 How do you know that ?" • Well, I heard mamma say he beings a brick home in his hat every night." He Didn't Know. Schooltrnistress—Come here, Charlie, and let me hear you recite your lesson. Why, what is -the matter? What are you crying for ? Charlie—Sonne of the big boys made me kiss a little girl out in the school ° yard— beo-hoo Why, that is outrageous I Why did yeti not conle right in to use? ' I—I-edidn't know that you would let inc kiss you. She Got a Seat. • She was a little crow' eyed woman, and she had stood up in a street car and , clung to a strap till she was tired. • Suddenly she spoke: • , "Thank you, sir. Since you kindly offer me a seat I will take it." Sixmen looked up. Each one of the eix thought she was staring at himself, and she took her choice of the six seats instantly placed on her disposal. Wonderful - is the power of the human eye when it'happens to be a little askew. It Might be Worse. The Amite,says an exohan.ge, have a cue. tom of thankibg God that it Is no worse. If he loseti an eye,he thanks Grd that it Was not both eyes; if he los:we hand, he thatilts Grod it watt not both Wilde; if he breaks hie leg, he thanks God it was not hie neck, Dr. Johnson ueed to say that a habit of looking at the lrest side cif every event is It was Warm in her small pason, and by- better 'then a thounand pounds a year, anchby, leaning against a pile of comforts, When pe,,etelea iibroxy was on ere, di God Maxy fell asleep. be prisised,t' he exclaimed, " thee 15 18 hot 'Meanwhile they were gettir g anxious the dwelling of eomdpoor man 1" about her at home, Katie had bc.a.r looking This is the true spirit 'of submission; one out at the door or window every fele min of the most beautiful traits that oatt pos. utes for ballet hoar, and how merrena had Isms, the heart Will not every reader re• begert t*tart "ow strange it e. Abe .4oesn't aolve to see the sunny side of the werld ? If softie." The minuteg passed on end b• Ylaxy so, you have partly won the battle of life at came, AS lase Papa Monroe could /war it the oineet. o lonfete, statied out to late, her; At Iho lie's home he fotind that the gone alontiandburriedonwonderingwheres, humid window pane, heat the poker rut. it • he said to himself, " and she is me 1. faitia- loose. • ea ful little alieg, atieway," At te, tiotern church fair a device for st tih fottild 'Mee, Brecht at home. Otirl a he getting en a testinionial to the pastor bore w assured itlin that Maxy had tot teen there. I the foIlewing legend :—" Drop a dollar in The snow had quite 'careered the little the Aloe and Bee Inc astor senile " When you want US' take out a broken RCITIBY, ohudi4h. Diploma opoo ookl, juotly enePekh that he would rather bear many a Gerinau legend with a terrific same than the true 'story of any old tet of QtlaalbeTS in Liecoln's ,; and the same thing -might he Paid with orally good reason of more than one anelent maim house within easy reach of Lend= itself. I can well remember how, years ago, a quiet old Kentish couutry house started into sudden and terrible prominence as the scene of a tragedy ghastly enough to draw thither from the capital hundreds, if not thousands, of pilgrim whom no erdluary attraction could have dragged so far trona their congenial smoke and dirt, • For many generetions the history of th fatal house had been as uneventful es that of the rooks which built their nests in the trees around it. Succestive dynattiee of hard riding, hard drinking country geetle- men flouriehed mad faded, each exactlylike his predecessor, It was only among a few of the very oldest "smockfrooks" in the ad- jacent) village, that there still lingered a vague tredition—told now and then by a Christmas fireside with many a knowing shake of the head—respeoting a. fearful, tragedy that had taken place "up at the great house" in the days of old Queen Bess, more than 3Q0 years before. It was whis- pered that the then lord of the manor betrayed by his wife and hie most intimate friend, bad taken a dreadful revenge nport the guilty pair, the exact nature of whieP seemed to be ae completely a mystery to the tellers of the story as to every one else, At length the existing proprietor—a hearty, jovial country Squire, -who liked nothing better that to fill his house with guests -8 found even hie opaoious accommoclations too amall to keep pace with hie boundless hos- pitality, apt' decided upon adding a rem, or perhaps two, to hie house, Accordingly a London,. architect watt tmm. moned to survey the premises. and direct the proposed additions. The expert came, and after going over the house and making eundry measurements, said to his patron, with an air ete mingled surprise and amuse- ment : "It seems to we, sir, that you are giving yourself a good deal of unneceesary trouble, for you are probably not aware that there is a room in your house which ie still unoocupied." " Impossible," cried Squire. "I've lived in Shia house, man and boy, over 50 years, and neither I nor my father before me ever knew of any rooms in thie house except those that are in use every day. ' the quiet, old-fashioned Eligh-street 0! Put- • "Foy all 'that," replied the architect, eon- ney a crowd of sallow, keen -eyed. Jaded- fidently, "I'm positive that I cannot be wrong. According to the measurements that I have just taken there is a (attain epee within the walls which ie still unao. counted for. In faot, I feel so sure of what I say that if you will allow me to go over thelouse once niOre I am willing to 'stake my professional reputation that point out the very spot where the miring room is to be found." • - . . The air of perfect conviction with which the man spokes staggered the Squire, while his wife, delighted at the idea of such a romance in her own house, declared that she was absolutely dying to see the " Blue - beard's Chamber." The guests with whom the house was overflowing as tonal unani- mously agreed that the mysterious room ' ought to be unearthed forthwith ; and when Thou gayest me thy greatest gift, the expert started on his second round he When on that distant morn, headed .a procession coinprising the whole Thou' dicIst the gates of glory lift, population of the house. Many of the And Christ my Lord was borne younger men, little dreaming- what they were about to ..see, cracked boyish jests about buried treasures and, imprisoned ghosts; and there was a gene* buzz of ex- citement when the ' architect, tapping the wall just above the great staircase, ataionne- ed that behind it lay the long -lost chamber. A few ,bloeve from the pickaxes of two sturdy laborers laid, bare r when door derive& with even, waa speedily hulas in. Through the OP, crept a damp stifling, sickening odor, at which the gay re - velem shivered and drew back as if from the chill breath of the graye. There Was a momentary pause, and then. the biggest of the workman thrust himself through the my- sterious doorway with a ,defiant oath, only te come staggering back the next) mordent with his bold, bluff visage as pale as death. Then the Squire himself, with a look of very unwonted gravity upon his jovial face, forced the rusty deer wide bpen. Within lay a small oak -paneled chatther, richly furnished in the etyle of the sixteenth century, but the dust lay thick on the carv- ed chairs, the costly, hangings were *led .and mildewed, the silver plates and goblets on the table looked dim and tarnished. In the two further corners of this living temb lay two huraan ekeletons, (seemingly thew of a man and • a woman,' whose distorted attitudestold but too plainly in what feare fulagonies they must have died. The smoking flax, the brokeit reed, Thy mercy will. not acorn; A worthlesi gift; that yet can plead "My Lord to-dayRwasanerbannorityrenaxn; One of Tete Messy setiraises Engulfed by Blighty London. xan. remember during the Carlist war of 1874 in the north of Spain a Guipuzcoan peasant, being asked by a correspondent vrhether any one had been killed Iran recent skirmishit replied epigramatically. Ni hombre, muger, eolamente nu ours," Ineither nian nor woman, only a parish priest) In the wine way Putney may be defined as neither town nor country, only it suburb. Not many years ago it was an independent vil- lage on the Themes, with e very distinct individuality of its own end ne swan sen4e of its impertamie, but it le now virtually annexed by that mighty capital which, like a kind of geographical Bismarck,. keeps swallowing one by one all the Smaller com- munities within reach. Judging only by the green hedgerows, the trim garden .patelies and fielda behind them, the °aro:team white Batumi sweeping with meaeurecl stroke oyer the breed shielng river, the gray Church tower looking down upon them from amid its clusteribg elm% the tilt -cov- ered wagons plodding along the high road, the wide etreteh of grew common, where the orioketers are pilling, or the great army of etately tree e on the ferther shore, throsrgh which the Bishop of Lonclon's palace half reveale its dull red walls, one might imagine one's self miles away from any town, in the very heart of the countey. But the perma. /anent shower of soot that " droppeth se the gentle rain from heaven upon the .place beneath "—fieceseitating WaShiag of hande frequent and vigorotta enough to have Betio- fied a Pharisee—as well as the white OliMi• buses that come rumbling across Putney Bridge with the fatal word " Bank " con- epionously painted on their sides, are a - sufficient reminder how few miles lie be- tween us and the great city which an Amar - loan tourist defined as "just like New York • bigger and uglier and the oysters not soloed." These, however, are not the only charac- teristic features of tbie boundary line be- tween the lend of plows and the land of paving stones. On the spot where the two distnote meet the two opposing tribes that inhabit them meet likewise. Every train that comes up the river bank on Saturday afternoon or Sunday morning disgorge into looking men and women, who seem to carry about with them even in thie Place ca re- pose that air of eternal unmet 'which %lone of the meet marked and terrible . feature of London. These are clerks and shopmen from the city, rometuanialters from Regent street, bartenders heti the Strand, obvious- ly enjoying their brief holiday to the utmost but as obviously enjoying it " against time," and taking their pleasure in the saihe rush- ing, bustling way in which they do their business'. Of historical memories Putney has fewer than many of the neighboring • suburbs, but it is not without interesting associa- tions of its own. One such al least it pas- times which would doubtless outvie all the glories of Westminster Abbey in the eyes of enthusiasts like those who made a special pilgrimage to Farnborough in order to be- hold the hallowed spot where Sayers and Heenan battered eaoh other's faces out of all sem:blame of humanity 25 years ego. Between Putney and Mortlake lies the fa- mous "University course," on which the picked oarsmen of Oxford and Cambridge fighb it out every year for the. sepremaoy of the river, and a walk of two miles ren stream brings one to the very spot where, in 1829, the Cambridge crew struggled manfully on till 'their boat phtually settle ,,beiteatee Attlee lidedeleetotrze tear 'gee% "to' its visitors other aseociatioUe of more -ancient date and not inferior interest, even ,.when coupled with the one 'great disadvantage that nobody can bet upon them. Half way up the High; street, in strange contrast to the trim nice dern Atop fronts and , plate -glass windows on either aide of it, appears,an antique man- sion of dark rod briekwork, ovarthe spacious front of whieh the clinging ivy has trailed itself so thickly that in many, places the masonry is completely hidden, and , the small lozenge -paned casements; of the upper story look out from a frame of living green. High upon the ridge of the steep red -tiled roof stand half tacit:inn of thew tail, gaunt, brick chimney stacks beloved by all our great-grandfathers, forming a striking foil to the fresh. green leaves of the noble trees behind them, while, an old-fashioned sun dial stares out from between the two -upper windows of the side wall overhanging the ourtywd, which is separated from the trate by a heavy wooden gate, on whose weather -stained • ,posts appear the words, airfax House. ' There, indeed, is history, and history of he highest class. Does not the very name f nudes carry one back more than 200 ears to the time when the free spirit of England was battling for -life and death against "the right divine of Kings to gov- rn wrong!" As the shadowy twilight deep. De around the quaint old mansion, it needs kW, stretch, of Macy to picture to one's self n the recast' of one'of its ivied windows two men heated at a table covered with papers, ne Of whom—a tall, fine-looking ,men, in ID prime of life, wlaose dress ie corapro- Ise between the stern simplioity of the Pa- itan and the fantastic splendor of the Cava - ler, lookship nervously ever and anon, as if nding something net *wholly to his liking ither In the contents of the papers or in the ords of his companion. It ie Lord Fairfax rave, handsorue, elegant, accomplished, iteking nothing save that ruthless concentra. iott of purpese'Which is the main strength f the stout, plaiitly.dressed, coersedestured an opposite him, who has already acquired °MO reputation under the title of Gen. Oli- er Cromwell. e These, however, are not the only relics of hie kind which Putney has to show. that n the other side of the strilet trim my pres- nt qtuirters stands Winchester House, hich'would be a perfect) tretteure to Miss redden or Wilkie Collins, not merely from a outward aspect,but also from what ie ontains. The "therm begtne from the 'very ntrance hall itself, in which a tall, tam igii-baoked, uncompromising chair, which • ight have seated Clarissa Harlowe's father tide scolding that unfortunate young omen 150 years ago, faces a quaint old utch carving in oak, representing a pia), idaLlooking Cavalier riding gallantly upon very corpulent home over the lagged let - erg of one of those delightful itteoriptiond birth only two or three people oan dempher t end which each of those two or three eciphers in a totally different way. The brary is crowded with parchinendhound °lies of the sixteenth and ;seventeenth ethnics, which, as the innocent old country =Osman said of the man who won prenent d to hint as e Bar onet of James l.'s creation, look remarkably well for their age.' And tie with one room so with alt thereat, trine, hicely adjusted, l'lexible, spring elastic, he doan'know What he's about' tern and stately figares iu faintly-glimnier- incontrovertible wire.woven, and harmonious "Still tonly, ettlitellyt 1 13u5 really, Mra, g armor or towering Louis XIV. wigs look beetle le a good thing. Ito poarers of endur- Mieeeury 'd better doable de steeply of wally cloven upon you from the shadowy ance are woudetful. The more you sit down blitleelhie.)) allggestedi anXietudy4 eighborheed are not all groundless and about (surly doge and °hewing gum. upon it the more popular it seennt to grow. "Pathor Biz lea tellable fond of mince." Unhappily the ghostly traditions of thie Suppoae you let the bustle alone and talk --(Rebecca Harding Davie, in the Christ - BM Scribner's:. be, "Slieworddhtirry &Wee to-clayoi all ()eye " alowly along the Old putty and gotten it 5 Don't Wa , 'Until your hair hecomee drr, thin, Ana gray before giving the at59Ition needed to preserve its beauty and vitality, Keep on your toilet -table a bottle of Ayer's Hair Vigor—the only dressing you require for the hair--aud use a little, daily, to preserve the natural color and prevent baldness. • Thomas Munday, Sharon Grove, Ky., Writes " SeYeral inontliS ago Illy hair conimenced falling out, and in a few weeks my head was almost bald. 1 tried Many remedies, but they did. no good. I hnally bought a bottle of eseyer's Hair Vigor, and, alter wing 'duly a part of the contents, my head was covered with a heavy growth eof hair. I recent- , mend yoin. preparation ists the best hair - restorer in the World."-' " Myhair was faded ahd dry," writes Mabel C. gardF, of Delavan, Ill.; "but after using a bottle of Ayer's Hair Viger it became blackand glossy." " Ayer's Hair Vigor, sole by Druggists and, Perfumers, Pimples and Blotches, t4O disfiguring to the face, forehead, and neck, .may be entirely removed by the Use of Ayer's Sarsaparilla, the best and eafiest Alterative aiid Blood -Purifier adoes discovered'. pr.°J. Ayei' .Co".;• Lowell, Mass. , Sold by Druggists; V; bottles for 0. Send 10 ce ate postage and we will send ydre free a royal, valuable saniple box of goods that will put yon in the way of making moro money at once, than anything else in America. Bothsexes of all ages can live at home and work in spare thaae, or all the. eime. Capital notrequirud. We will start you. Immense pay Bale tor thoce who etart at once. Smnsoji & Co ,POrtianii Maine • • My Christmas Gift. Lord, still thou givest gine to me ; Thy mem like the dew, From day to day me glad eyes see, Forever fresh and new. - Thou givist me loss, and joy, and pan, tly peace, my griefs are thine. The need that is my greater gain, • Grief lost in love divine. Thy face is hid behind the cloud ' That darkens all my days; I know without that veiling shroud I gould not bear thy gaze. Thou gilest me lessons everarIour ; Thou giv'st me faith to trust The gracious hidings of thy power ; To 'mow thee true and just. What shall I on thine altar le.y, From out my want and woe?' What offerings on this happy day Within thy temple stow? I, the poor beggar at thy door, To thee what can I bring? Tbe want of all thinge is my store ; Shall 1..thy7praieee Ang Shall I go wandering up and down, A bedesman of the Lord, And show hie cross, beconii my crown, A witness to thy word? My speech the sons of men dischren, • My words refuse to herr; Thy message from my lips in wain, They will not love nor fear. 4 contrite mil, a breaking heart, The life I strive to live A fight to grasp the better part, Are all that I can give. A poor and blemiehed 'sacrifice, That Israel Would not own, How can I bring before thhie eyes, Or cast beneath thy throne? • Look thou upon thy spotless Lerah, Who came my sins to bear, .The feeblest of big fold' I am Yet thou wilt find. me there. Putting Down Bribery. It is satisfactory to find Republidaus and Democrats uniting in a demannfor stringent laws against bribery at Presidential elec- tions. Of course such laws muse be passed by the State Legislatures. A Republican paper of Louis says that there were be. tween fourteen and tvrenty thous& ad "float- eta"—we in Caned& call them loose fish—in Indiana alone, every one of them seeking money. It was a ten dollar apiece campaign ha that State, and many got twenty dollar's for their voter!. The plaus for raising funds in precincts ' varied according tr.: the local bosses. In one place the chairman called together secretly the half-dozen men who would in all probability be applicentsfor the post•office, in the event of the perty's suc- cess. He proposed to •them. an arrange- ment which was carried out in this way: .Earsh of the de put up $50, making a fund- of $300 for .that Next they drew lots to see who should have.the poet - office. Then the lucky man gave each the five hisnote for $50, payable after he re. ceived the appointineut as postmaster. All preeent 'pledged themselyee to abide by the agreetnent, Med in this way that partieutar preoinct Wag provided fora Indiana was coreupted because, having d been a pivotal State; it had been corrupted in previous elections. • Slaves of Fashion. Mrs. Anna J. Millar, when the deliverad laer terrifie anatherne against bustles in She Detroit) Women's Coneention characterized them tte optical horrore and wretched hurries; Christmas in the North Carolina Mourh " • tains. Sevier Station knew nothing of the high. significance which modern thought attache to the great festival of the Christian Year. It was the day, however, on which Colonel Royall sent, before breakfaet, a• bumper of beaming egg -nog to every white man and woman in the chain.' Every negro who asked for it had "a warrnin ' " of whiskey, at the Colonel's expense. !twee the day, too, on which Squire Barr ,gave his annual tremeejous dinner of turkey and chicken pie, at which the six families' oe the village all sate down together. Mre, Misses:cry Barr, also made a practice of gendirig dishes of roast) pork and hominy, or !poestun stewed h in ride and' molaseee, or serene sech 'delicacy, to every negro cabin. :There was a gen eral interchange of gift; ; brier -wood pipes., or pinchbeck scarf -pins, or cakes Of sea, in the ehape of dog's heads, all of which elegant trifles had been purchased from tra- velling peddlers,,months before, and stored away , for the great occasion, Nobody was fongotteu, Item the Squire to the least pick - enemy in the quarters, ' ' • There was a vague idea throughout Pie clarin' that the day vvas one in whiektd isa friendly' ancl to give old grudgeethe go-byr the Lord wee reipposecla for some reason, to be neater at heed on that dey than usual, tkough not So near as to make anybody an- oorrifertable. and declared that women would travel the , Father Ruggles, the jelly old Methodist world over to find skilled surgeobs, had na. ' itinerant, was' tip in the mountains, and' ture ere disfigured her. Anna forgot that hadsen word he Nom eeesierg ems% for hie women were not born in theatte &newt') or chh'Etoli a.'-1 ntra bioashe on ihe meal, thank r French. hoots, and that all of their everyday Heaver, 1„ mid mrc mishoury with a devout Ware and adornment in the invention of ne- cessity and taste, bad taste, maybe, but still 'sigh. e stIti' ira hurt:led' with the novo to find wonien's taste. T e depree of a dozen Wee the Ccdonel. men's coogresses an all the ridicule that the " It'll be a. big occasion," he said, tritlin- newspapers ail,n ind to won't shrink the bus- tle or lower the bonnets end boot heels till Phantly. (4 Vather Ruggles Illie equal to a the erred pretty creatures find something turkey himself, I depend on you foh makm equally eytlieLt, and get tired. of them. A de coffee, Colonel. Sam's that Iggeited neve P