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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1893-11-2, Page 7Who Weenier) "Not that coat! Put it down, ad ; for none ha wornit ,SInce ib sheltered her shoulders, oh, ages' ago I And no onedian wear it—I tell you, l'yo sworn put ib down, sir, confound you! What Joking, sir ? No ! All right, lad---Notangry ; for how could you know O— A faded old blazer a thief wouldn't steal ; Your uncle's an ass—and a worse ass to flow it— But that coat's a ntemente of when life was real. You come here anci smoke, and you tell me your troubles- • How Mary is cruel or Ethel is chill- Well, once I was happy in blowing life's bubbles, I once was a fool, and -I wish 1 were still. Half -way up life's hill, with your twenty -ono summers, You gaze up at no going over the crest; And you think I was always old. All men are mums .A.nd I'vemerpiayod the lover along with the best. What? Toll you? No! Best not to rake up old ashes— We touch them and sometimes they burst into fire; Old memories glow, and the pain iiores and flashes, And tortures the soul with a hopeless desire. Idle talks of old dreams that have passed as Life's NIay did! A weed! Ab, that's better! What nonsense I spoke. Of a scarce lit flirtation that flickered and faded Then died -as my thought of it does now—in smoke, What 1 You're curious still? There, be oft to your tennis— Her name was—I've tried to remember, but can't. You'll find as you age that the memory of man is A treacherous thing—No, it wasn't your aunt! —London Judy. The Biasing Boy. Suspense is worse than bitter grief— The lad will coma no more ' Why should we longer watchand wait Turn the key in the door. prom weary days and lonely nights The light of hope has fled 1 say the ship is lost, good wile. . And our bairn is dead. Husband, the last words that I spoke, Just as he left the shore, Were " Come thou early, come thou late, Thou'it find an open door ; Open thy mother's heart and hand, Whatever else betide," And so I cannot turn the keg And my bairn outside. Seven years is naught to mother love, And seventy times the seven ; A mother is a mother still, On earth or in God's heaven. I'll watch for him, I'll pray for him -- Prayer as the world is wide— rid But, oh 1 I cannot turn the key And my bairn outside. Whca wia•is were toal, ',nrisni•v, lay white, And storm -clouds drifted black, I've hoard his step—for hearts can hear ; I know he s coming back. What if he came this very night, And he the house door mien, • And found that we had turned the leen And my bairn outside 1 Waiting for Wind. Small Bey (on river bank) -Do you knew "boat weather 2 Old Gentleman—I have studied meteor°. 'a a little. 11, I've been stendin' here 'moat a .hour, waltin' for the wind to blow hard, and ib don't blow a bit. Do you think it will soon ?" " I shouldn'twonder, my little man. The sky look's very streaky. Bab what do you meant of wind Y" " I want bo have a swim." "Ib does not require wind to goaawim- "No; but mamma won't let me go in. That's why I want wind." "I don't understand." " Don't? Guess it's a good while since you was a boy, ten's it?" " Yes, a good while." "And your mem'ry ten'b very good, I a'en se 2" "Perhaps nob. I certainly cannot recall any connection between wind and ewim- .ming." " W'y don't you nee ? If a wind oome along and blows my hat into the water, I ,oars go after ib, and mamma won't say a word. She paid a dollar an' a half for that ,hat." Forgot the Bride. A friend of mine, noted for kis forgetful and absent-minded ways, rather late In life became a bridegroom, and he and his newly - made wife started .on their honeymoon. Arrived at the railway station she took a seat in the waiting -room, while he went to look after the tickets and luggage. By the time this was done he had only four minutes to spare. " Where does the B— train Mart from?" he asked a porter. " That way, sir ; No. 4 platform." Making a rush for the place indicated, he fixed hien& comfortably in bhe corner of a smoking carriage, and took out his pipe. A few minutes after the train had started, however, when he wae searching in his daooket for fuaeee, he came morons two rail- way tickets. He looked ab them in amaze- ment for a moment or two, and then it flashed over him what he had done. "c Good heavens !" he gasped, " I have forgotten my wife 1" `` He left the brain at the first stopping lace, and fortunately there was another very noon to carry him bank. She said she thought hewas an awful long time looking after that luggage, and moolded him a little, but afterwards forgave him, when he teed her the brush. An saline naan'g Story.; fi skew' I find that some Americans dislike walk- ing. Yesterday I book a walk, It was about 25 miles. On the wee, a colored gentleman en a 'buokboard weed us. He drew up and courteously offered a lift. " Whab Y" he cried, " going to walk ? Oh, ,.gosh !"—I repeat that he racily did say " gosh "—•" Wal, I used to waik when I was a boy ; nob now. Won't you get up gentlemen ? By goal l" So he drove on. When we met the colonel. " What ?" he said, " going to walk all the way back ? Going to walk? Well, if I did that, I should be like the bey's father. Yon know, gentle men, perhaps, about the boys father ? Where's father, sonny ? F.aybher, jisb stepped round to then ::metery.' How long will he bo, sonny Y Well, 1 rookon he's genu to stay.' "—llealtee Besant, in London • Queen. Waited Brehm.' He—I don't want to marry for money, I want brains. She—Yee, I suppose you do if you don't want to marry for money. Poor Chaplain. Site—Yon say ainbiblon killed Chapple. Ho—Yehe ; *led to worth a oollah that was higher than any other felleh's oollah and It suffocated him. The moat desbrnotivo eplr'iamte thee has ever boon was the "blank death," whlah tap - Feared !n the 14th wintery, and is /said tef pave destroyed 70000 060 of e y , p ogle. ii WOMB COMereatailea Short Story Telling now Andrew Pooped the Question. How to propose, when to propose and where, and who should propose hag boon discussed frequently, but the feilawing, overheard in oleo of the village lanes of Mid- Lothian one Tuesday night an, Under a shady tree they at. He held her hand, she held his hat, may be of interest ab this time of the year, when, as well as in the spring, "a young man's fancy lightly turne to thoughts of love. "Dae ye ken, Joao, I want to tell ye something." "Say awa', then, ye've keopod me here since soeven o'clock, and ye've hardly spoken aboot onybhing but Davie Smith snow pair o' hereon." " Weei, dae ye ken, Jean, I think ye veld mak' a real gold wife." " Doo dao ye think that?" " Jisb because." " Imphm, that's a funny kind o' an an- swer Inc gie a body." Ah, bub Jean, I'm In said Moment. Ye wid mak' a gull wife ; an' dac ye no' think I wid mak' a weld man?" " I'm sure I ken smelling about it. I suppose ye wld dao weel enmesh."' " Is that a' ye can say, Jean 2" ' :" A' 1 What mair could I say ? Hoo div I ken what kind o' a man yell mak'?" " Tuts, Jean, woman, ye hen fine what I'm driving at. I want Inc bo married." " What tae 2" " What tan ! Wha could it be but your- aol? An', mind ye, I'll mak' ye a guid man. Dae ye no' think that ? Speak, woman, Jean, jisb speak ooh what ye think ; naebody'il hear ye. Dae ye no' has a rale wark wi' me ? I ken I like ye that woof I whiles think I could jiet hand ye in my airme, and never leo ye nob o' my oiohb again." " Oo' ay, ye a' say that." " But I'm in earnest, Jean, distil earnest. Speak, Jean ; as sure as death I'll mak' ye a guid man. Fll gee ye a' my pay, every fardin' o'b. I'll no' keep ony, bat plb a' my wages jest as I geb them into your hand, and ye can get something tae yersel if ye like." " I'm no wanbin' onything." " But, Jean, da.e ye no' think my plan a guid ane 2" " Oh 1 weeI enoaoh ; hub are ye euro ye widna fa' through ! It's. a fine promise aforehand, but aha 1 you men are no to lippin' till." " I'm jisb as sure as I hue a grip o' ye hand. Woman, ye ken =tithing about it If ye had haen the thoehbe that I've hue this gey while back ye wid ken hoe mock! I think aboot ye, Jean, dee ye no' ken this I've saved up as muokle as wid buy a table and chairs, and some odds and ends that we need, and we can get the bed after." " Bat, Andrew, we mann get the bed first. Who ever thooht o' gebtiu' murk and nae beds in the "mese." " That's no' what I mean, Jean, I mean to save op for them an' a'. Noe,, is It bargain ? ' " Ye're awfn' quick. Folk mann think aboob the like o' bhab." ns " Oh, Jean, woman, dikeep me in suspense this way. J1et say yea and be dune web. Wull yo be any wife ? Speak opt ; naebedy'll hear ye." Q° I dins like." " Oh, Jean, dee ye no like me?" cc yeeyeah, "Dae ye like me awfn' weal 1" " 'Tee." " Wull ye be my wife ? Come, Jean, bept free, woman ; epeak o, naebody'il hear ye. Gie a body some heartenin'. I'll make ye a guld man ; bo aura o' that. Wall ye be my wife ? " It Y—yea.,, "When 2" " Leah, Audrew, I'll hue Inc see what my wither says aboob it." " Wull yeamither be angry 2" " No, but I'll tell my wither, an' ahe'II tell my faither. Ye ken yell hue bee come tae the hoose and get that mottled." " Oh, Jean, I dlnna ken yer father ! I never spoke tae him a' my days." " Never mind ; if my mlther is pleased she'll mak' it a' richt." " An' when wall I ken 2" " I'll tell ye the morn." " Oh, Jean, ye've made me awfu' happy. Ye mioht gie's a kin without fechtin' for'b. Come on, woman, jisb wi' ger ain free wail. Moto, that's no a haul lang meads ane." r . n e 4 LOVAND GUILE enoughhi we l,you danced with her often ,w �tho; fete limb week, ,and the you�----- Charles Interrupted her, Drying: "If I spoke to her at all, ib was only bet:muse you: made me angry byyear civi- lity to thab great lout Francois,' " T don't know why you should call him a `lout I' I am ours he is very gentil to me always." " Well, don't let ua quarrel about him, Clementine, only tell me you .like mo well enough to give me leave to oak your feather's consent to our marriage, and there won't be a happier ora prouder man in all France. peak, dear Clementine. Yau know how mach I love you and know any father wishes for no daughbcrbat you." " Well, Ceartere I do like you very muoh, and perhaps after a time --a long time, you a know --wee might—get-1sysrried." " And I may telt spy father now, may I 1 not?" " Well, yea, 01110o you aro so pereistonb 1" a And so it was alt nettled, and there was d much rejoicing when en their arrival at the inn Charles told what had happened seed in made his requeat. " With. 11 my heart, mon garcon," said Garment! " I have long wish* d thie. A good, steady lad Iike you is just the hus- band for my girl. Your father and my- self have talked 1b over many a time. Bab, Saprletf, we began to think you would never make up your mind to apeak. Eh, Neighbor Dumont 1" " The boy has been my right hand and oemforb this many a year, said Dumont, " and new he twinge mm the daughter I desired, and their tittle children will cheer my old age. On the day he marries, neighbor, ho will become the owner of this Inca, and when I die ho will inherit all my savinge." " Oh, father 1" exclaimed Charles, tears ,atandhag in his dark eyes. " And I," acid . Germenll, "will give Clementine a dot of 12,000 franca, and at my death— Bab there, we are not going to die yet, my old friend. Wo meat not forgeb.that before we die we have to dance at the weddings of our grandchildren. Eh, old crony 2" And the two old men laughed, while Charles and Clementhae looked away. " We have many a hearty year before as, I trust." It was then arranged that lid. Grermenil and his daughter ®bona's come to Les Bona Amis the following Wadneaday, The con- tract) should then be signed and the wedding take place the next day. CHAPTER IX. melancholy as if you had home drawn in the oonsoripbton this, morning 1 What's the matter,143, Chariest" " Why, Pierre good Piens, nothing."' Why, , aid M. Dumont, It is quite natural the tad' ahouid feel a little' serioue et the thought of all the respond - Witty ho ie taking on himself." " Of, course, of nesse—only I thought " " It seems to me,"' said M. Dumont, in- terrupting him, " that you are chattering hero instead of seeing after what Lias to b dope." r'Gintbo true, patron. So I'll bo elf. Ib would never do nob to be ready when the company arrives." Ad aeon as Pierre had disappeared indoors M. Dumont peened hie aria affootionately through Charles', and they walked up and down the courtyard, the younRer man with gloomy, abstracted air, while' the elder watched him with an expression of kindly maiden. Coma, come, my bay, cheer up a ibtle. This will never do. Whab will tementine think if she finds you with rich a long face on the eve of your wedding ay ?" " My wedding day i' Bub will It bo' deed nay wedding day ? When M. Ger- moall learns this fatal secrete will he still be willing to give me his daughter ? Than fa bhp gneetlon I ask myeeif over and over, and I dread to think what the answer may ho." " My poor Charles 1 I would have kept this knowledge from you if it had been possi- bia. Bat it is nmoesaary that both you end Germinal ohouid know it." "I know, I know. It is not only nom - eery he should be told, but it la right and hoaeet. I would not so deceive him, even to become C;ementine'e husband." " Yon will be her husband, my boy, in spite of all. So cheer up. Germ/nil is too jamb and reasonable to punish wan for what is not your fault. He will only sea in yon the man his, daughter loves and the good, dutiful son of his old friend." 18 Indeed clearea ! Your name to me and honorable.If only "--- Yon must have more confidence in yourself, my lad. Where will Germenil find a more eligible eon -in-law or Duo he would like as well•? He knows you are no agcaspi:leur who will egaander Ciementine'e dot. And do I not give yen up the embargo --the most flourishing bucklers in all the country round 2 Summon up your courage and mane them with a cheerful face. Be- lieve me, my old friend is too anxious for his daughter's happiness to let this matter prevent your marriage." " Heaven grant it may be so," said Charles. As he spoke bhe sound of approaching wheels was heard, and M. Germcnilee Carrboro drove up to bhe gate. Charles ran forward to meeb It, followed by M. Dumont. He helped his finance° to deodand and stood Weide her while Pierre, Francois, Louie and the rest, who had ran out on the sound of .;the wheels, lifted down the numerous parcels whleh filled the oarrlole, and which, from the interest Clementine took in their safety, evideabiy contained her wedding finery. The parcels safely landed, the aorvants carried them into the house, and the young people rejoined their elders, who had walked toward the house, Germenil sayingY "ou did not expecb us so early, I dare !. say, mon ami, but Clementine was so imps- tfenb. I only wonder she did not inlet on starting ,in the middle of the night so as to arrive in geod time." " Wel!, wail,neighbor, we were mace young ourselves, and we know how much young folks have to say to one another on these occasions. " Do you know I think the little mare Cocotte was as impatient as his mistress to geb here ? She Dame along at suck a pane one would have thought she knew she was Doming to a,fete." By this the peace's had all been unloaded to Clementine's satisfaotioa, and she and Charles Dame forward. " Well," said Germenil, " now that im- portant burliness is dene, perhaps you would give a kies to your future father- indew Y" " With all my heart," said Clementine, throwing her arms round M. Dumont's neck and giving him a hearty Mee on each cheek. " And yea, Charles," added the farmer, "are you so bashful that you wale for per- mission to kiss your bride 2" Charles, who had,for a moment forgotten h't melancholy, started at these words, and his faeobecame agein overcast as he replied: " To bo Clemenbine'a husband, Ttd. Ger- menil, is what my heart moot longe for, and if I refrain from greeting her es may bride it be beoanse honor forbids my doing eo till you have heard what my father has to tell yotr. When you have listened to him, you wilt then be in a position to decide whether you still consider ma worthy of such happiness and honor." " What does the boy mean Y'' cried Gcr- menil amazed, while Clocrionttno, her blue eyes` full of dismay, ejaculated, " Ciel 1" " I will explain all," said M. Dumont. " Meanwhile you, Charles, can take Cle- mentine indoors and show her what we have been doing in her honor." "°That means," said Clementine, mak- ing a little moue, " thab I am not to hoar "--- " Never mind, my dear ; later you will know ell." " Well," cried M. Germenil es soon as they were Mono, " what is this mighty secret which weights Eo ou Cosies' mind and makes him pall no long a face 2" " He has reason to took sad, my friend," replied Damont. " What I am now ahead to reveal to you may rob him of all the hap- piness of his futtare life." " Peel/len 1 yon alarm me," andieimod plGefrain menil. " What is this myeteny Y Ex - 1" " Learn, then," said Demob in a voice of deep emoblsa, " what no living ereaburo know save ourselves, but what I can no longer conceal from you—learn, my friend, that Charas is not my son 1" "Charles—is—not—your-pen I" repeated Germenil, while intent° amazement took poosemhion of every feature. "My son in everything save in the tie of blood ; but that, alae 1 is wanting," " But—but," amid Garment', " I don't quite understand how"— " I wit" tell you the story from the begin- ning. That will be the best avid simplest way," said Dumont, interrupting him. Oa the morning of the appointed 'day every one wee on foot brave and early at s , Lea Bons Amin, everything inside and outside was put to apple-pie order, and s' by midday all was pretty well arranged. d The beat room was opened and aired, for there the contract was to be signed by • and.by. In the kitchen, where everything a shone all you could nee yourself reflected in . the very plates and dishes, the long table was spread for the diner circ contras, covered with a enowy cloth, which bore testimony 6o the good housewifery and indueiry of more than one geneeation, for in those good old times women spun the thread fer their own household linen, and the poorest Orlin the commune when she married brought with her a little store of good homespun linen, the fruits of her own industry. Already the signs of good `cheer to come pervaded the piece. From a simmering pot au jets there issued an odor more than erdi- narily rich and appetizing. The best cured and finest ham had disappeared from its hook and' now bubbled peacefully in the biggest eaucopen Les Bon Amts could far- nieh. The farmyard had been denuded of ite savories!) docks and plumpest ehtekens, which lay stuffed with chestnuts and flav- ored with the piquant enlon, ready f9r the spit, cad what a sonpe ala oibrenille, each as the ouieinere of Les Bans Amis was famed for making, to say nothing of the plata deux, the delicate fromego a la onion, the perfumed melons, the piles of green and purple figs, and such a salad 1 And then the.wiae. M. Damont was not the man to abinb the measure en such a day as this. There wag the good vin du pays— more than one fat straw -cased flask which had come across the mountains from Italy— and to crown the feast certain cobwebbed bottles of a special vintage, which had been laid down in view of ouch an occasion as bhis, and lead quietly reposed for many et long year in the fartheab corner of the cave. Oabaide the house all was bustle and ex- citement. A fresh bash 'Adorned the door, and the elgnbeard with Ma announcement that "ids 00 vend le Bon Vin" had been decorated wibh a green wreath ; the court- yard had been swept 0111 not a grain of dust appeared ; •the 1lbtio tehlea and the benohea undor the tilleals on the side facing the house had been scrubbed to epotlees white- ness, while Pierre, the+ old head waiter, who bad grown gray in the service of M. Dumont, bustled about superintending the proceeding's of hie subordinates who were carrying the wine oat of the cave, the en- branoe to which, as le ;Lanai in such places, Is ab the side of the house door. " Depeohez done rues enfants, nothing will over be ready 21 yen go on at this rate. Hurry now and get these things out of the way. .Where do you think people are to damn, by and by if the place is lumbered up likeithis 2" Turning sharp round en one of the waitere coming out of the (save with a basket of wine : " What are you doing there, Louis ? Hare, give mo that 1" " Please, sir, I'm doing nothing, sfr 1" " Nothing ! just ea, nothing, but that's nob what you aro here for. Here you, Francois 1 Louie, pub that plank there ; now put the barrel on it—so ; that will do. Carry those bottles into the kouso and then: go into the garden and got the bouquets ready. Hurry now; M. Gerinenil and Mlle. Clementine will be here before we know where we are." Just bhenM. Dnunonb,followod by (Mariam Dame out of the home. M. Dement wore hie usual sereno and benevolent expression, but the young mad'e face wad mad rend troubled. " Well, Pierre," mild M. Dumont, " how are, our proparetious getting ere ? You must bestir yourselves," " Don't be afrali, nob' bourgeois, I will answer for everything, though indeed If . I. were not here bo look aftisr these lazy fol- lawe the guests would come and find noth- ing ready." " Woll, wolf, Pierre, I rely on you and have given yen fell flowers. All I say le, don't apexes anything ; tet there be plenty of everything thin above all wine. Nobhinli like that to make the violins throw off a lively measure, and I want stalling here to -day bub love and !pleasure Eh, Charles, what do you say 2" " I'll be bound Ito agrees eel% that," said Pierre. ra,- ',Blit.. 7.. " Dear 1 dear t to think that yon worn a little baby in arms when I knew you first, and hero you are going to be married and havo babies ef your own to for old Piecre to pureed' Charlet! heated a deep sigh, a' Seperlobto 1 What a riagh ? And you just to out a b ba alta maul to'h r tethe gl I of your oarb--amid cinch e, foote i Why, yon look as Value of Autograph&. A recent sale has gauged pretty accurately the value of genuine anbographa. and there is no doubt that it was estimated ab a low figure. Even the signature of seinbsfetohed but little. 80. Vincent de Paal'a clear round hand brought £6. - His signature differs from the way we have become aocusbemed to write hut name, for he signs himself Vincent Depani. A letter of Pope Clement VIIt.reached the higher Emmet £9. One of Poul IIIc. (Alexander Farnese) was seld for 120.; one of Napoleon I. for LI 12s. The autographs of bhe kings of France went cheap, France -de I., £2 7s, 6d.; Louie XiV., £7 ; Louts XV., the dearest deal, over £9. Those of the queens, even Ann of Austria, Catherine and Mario de Medicle, ranged only from 133. to 26. Those of Charles I. of England were sold for £3 12s.; Qaeen Eliza- beth, £5 91; George II,, 8r.; ttreDauphin,of France. only eon of Louis X1V.,£14s,; Bas• eueb, £1 33.; Lebibia Bonaparte, the mother of Napoleon I., £1 6s. ; Mme. da Maintanon, £3 7s,; the Duke of Wellington, 7s 6d.; Bal- za°, £3 8s. There were many others, among which a ourioue letter of Stendaht's, the author of the Chartreuse de Parnas, dated Jan. 4, 1806, wan sold for £3 12s. A Perfect Polish. The perfect shoe pelieh has ab lash boon discovered, and jimt in time, too, for feminine patience with the prep trod polish, which °reeked bhe loather, was about ex. handed, This can be made at home and is as rldloulouely cheap as it is 'simple. Mia oosmolino and lamp blaok (fer a nickel you can get enough of the latter to last you five years) in equal parte and apply lightly with an old toothbrush or sole rag, then wipe the hoe off w1 bis another rag, and you have a polish which lasts for days, and not enly give0 the thee the appearance of newness hub actually preserves the loather. No ene who has used it ever goes back to the Enema featured polishes, which are disagreeobly shiny and aro ruinous to fine loather. rearm Made of Fish dcalea. Imibablon pearls are new made pretties than the genuine. The scallop of a 116016 fieh that swims the Mediterranean aro pulver- ized to dust, and the meet luminous portion of the powder navel, Thfe'sparkling dust is then spread on the Inner ourfaee of little glue spheres andyour peari is made. At first bhe metaled duet was spread over the outer surface of the ,"peerle," but it rubbed off. The pearls made by thin proems are really prettier than the proditob of the oyster, but then, they aren't pearls, you know. There are no streets in L mien that are not lighted by public lempa. Austro-Hungarian papers `w o printed in fifteen langaagee- More women than mon go is izd in S weden, Norway and Ireland. They seated themtelvca on Duo of the henchen under the "innes,endloaninghlahead on ono hand M. Dumont began his story, to the accompaniment of merry laughter and the sounds of cheerful voloos, wh"oh floated toward them from the open doors and win- dows of the althergo. " Yeti know already," he began, " the eirenrestanoos under which I lean my wife— MOW tieing 20 yeare ago—oo thorn le nee need to go over all that,. Shortly after her death 1 left the place, taking the child with me, and went to Grenoble, whore I had a relative with whom I intended to stay a short time and in whose oars I thought of leaving the little one instil lir wan a few menthe olcl and bobber able to boar the fatigue of te journey, as it was but ri fragilo tittle creature orcins to its Premature birth. I3nt., anebhee entreat, wait im store for arse, Very soon after my asalvedl' at Grenoble the child 'died, and I fo myself alone without either wife or son. left Grenoble on my way home. " Early en the meaning of the second day after I had, etartod I was going along a rather unfrequented road when I came to a wayside shrine. I had paused oppo- site ie fora moment to say a prayer, when I thought I heard a faint cry. Looking down I perceived a email bundle lying at the foot of the Merino. I alighted mrrem any horse cad examined lt, when what was my amazement to find it contained a now-pora Infant wrapped in a shawl such as the country women wear in these Perim "It looked around,hnt could find nob of anyone. ' The little creature seemed have !aeon abandoned there, madam I boo at it the thought Dame Into my mind t heaven had sent lb thea to replace bhe I had lest and fill the void in my heart. I eaid to myself that I would take the c and bring ib up as my own. You may sure no one put in a claim to it, so I sumed my homeward journey with my 11 charge, and from that day to this the sed has been buried 1n my own heart till I it to the boy himself lamb night." "But dict you make no Jaquiriee ae whops the mother Waal" asked gsrnisni " They told me that the mareohaue were swathing for a woman who escaped from them while under a gr charge. She was probably the mother the little waif ! Poor oreabure ! she don less•died of hunger and exposure?" . " Was there no mark of any kind on ohud'a clothes?' " It bad no °lathing. It was sine wrapped in the shawl, on the Cerner which was worked the name ' Marie Be moat.' " "It was a kind, act, my friend," s Germeni . " And one that God has repaid. me for hundredfold," replied Dumont. "No fat ever bad a better con -born to him than bey has been to me." Garment! got up and walked up and d a °ample of times in eilsnoe ; then approm ins Dumont he said ; " Is this relative, of yours in whose he your own child died still living 2" " No, no," was the answer, " dead b dozen years." " Ah !" said Germenll, drawing a to breath, " I see no reason why the marri should not take place." " I knew it f I knew ib 2 I knew ye good heart, neighbor, and felt sure of who your answer would be. Bab it is not eve one who weuld act as you are doing." " Well, mon ami, we will keep the sea between ourselves on account of the prej dices of others who don't think as we d haat in my eyes Charles will always bo t worthy soe of my old friend ; °o oome, 1 ua teik about thacoatraat." .As they turned toward the door, Clem time ran out, pulling Charles 'by the hen who looked anxiously toward hie father. " Well, lad," said Dement ; " anoth time you will have more confidence in ye old father." Charles turned as pale as death an stammered, " What—what does this moan Ie it possible, M Germeail, that you ant consent ?" " Qaite passel -de, my boy, and quite true, said Garment', clapping him affeetioaatm on the shoulder. ' And now tet me se you give your bride that kiss yen have s ungallantly kept her waiting for." Clementine animated with a good gree remarking, however, that she would litre know what they meant by all these impalefes. " Don't you trouble your little .hea about ft,' replied her father, but be labia fieri with the knowledge that in you father's opinion you will leave the best bus band in the Provinee." " Time le any opinion, too," raphe Clementine, whish speeoh emboldens Cbartes to take another kips. " Now," said M, Damont, " I am sur C.ementine la longing to don some of th finery in those boxes of hors ; so let no al go in and get reedy, for our gaesba fro oho village will soon be here, and there 1 some business to be done first which can corns you two young people." CHAPTER X. Jest as the piety had disappeared into the house a voice a as heard on the road out- side the gate trolling a merry air : Ouvriers. depechous, , Gagnons bion mitre argon ; Depechons, travitlons, Gagnon biers notre argent, atad`a couple of abraagers turned into the courtyard of Les Bouo Ando. It would nee have been easy be find a more dtereputeble, mot to say villainous lo'slsie/g, pair ahem there near arrlvale. • It wire not merely their wretchedly poor appeareacs, hat their ra,r�ged, travel stained germeicbe, but there wed tfndofinable eenm'thieg above them r,y whlee the mac - blew) eye at once distinguishes one of the erietinal plass from the mere mendicant. The first to eater was the eteger. He lounged in with a sort of devil-may-care swsggger, the lash words of his song still oda hie lige, while at the seem time he oast a rapid. glauee arr'rnud, the searching, somewhaux-lonet an'one gleoce of a man who 'mode to be uiwe,ys on his guard, whe looks to find danger lurking in every corner, the glance of a man at war with society. Ho won o tall *al al, of thin yob muscular frame, about 50 yearn of age, his dark hair thickly sprinkled with gr ay and in part) almost white. His brae was partly hidden by a back draodage which covered ono eye and added to t.ite a'raidy sioleter exproesion of his features, as wed as bringing into still gthreatereakin. oa proaoiece t:te cadaverous color of His features were aquiline, and no doubt he bad been handeonaa in hie yn'nth before dissipation and crirno and hardship had done their work, before hi, moat% had hardened into these ciu°1 litres or his eyes had learned that expression of cool, relent. lees ferocity which brought despair into the heart deny poor wretch who might chance to come between him and the object he had in view. In feat, he was the vary type of e. cool, remorseless, daring villain, though at the preaenb moment it salted him to =sumothe air of a light hearted vagabond. With all that there way a pertain sub- stratum of refinement abenb him, the last remnant of earlier associations, an easy in- solence of manner and an air of one accus- tomed to command which had lis effect on bhe simple viliageols among whom he found himself and overawed them in eplto of his broken shoes and torn coat. Ho was dressed in an old brown coat buttoned up tightly, round his neck was twisted e. red cravat, he wore roddiah panto- loona and a red striped waistcoat, remains of a pair of riding boobs, and carried on his Mad a high crowned white habmnoh dilapi- dated. He carried a stick which ho twirled on hie finger aa he advanced into the court. yard with an air of greatest inaonolan,e, clinging enotbeer oouptot race to ked hat one So hild be re- tide told to L EOM had ave of bt- the plly aofn- aid a her that awn oh - use his ng age ur b terret he eb en- d, or ur d 11 IP l7 e 9' e, to r •d r d e e 1 m e aawiasg, Ile ariaa mean, gcoundrell leaking Belle mea„ with brown hair Orap shore, and coarse, repulsive features, whom vice and orbmo were not fis any degree, however email, the re- sole of oiroumstanoes, bub were the Inevitable outcome of his nature and. instincts. He woo the consummate fruit of hereditary degradation. It wag ,naturall that he should waik behind his abronger wed more masterful companion, whom he seemed; to hold In ceneldersbio awn, and it seemed natural, too, that he should carry both their bundles, as he did. Ile wore a grey waleand an odd-looking pair of old Wellington bootie. Theleader, as he seemed to be, having; taken a seat et one of the tables under the Wields with an air as if the plane belonged to him, hie oompwuion followed him exarnpho with'a frightened air. " Well," said the tall one, " we are nen far Iron the frontier now. It won't tokens long to get over the Jere, and then mos - 'deuce leo gendo,rmes may go whistle." " I wish we were over, Remond," pard the other, " My blood rune acid every time l: sea a gendarme, and they have a way of looking at one thab Is not pleasant. I'sz cure I don't know what brought you tri, hero. We might have got ranch mora quickly over the frontier." " We might have got still more gnfoklya back to the Lyons prison if we hes tried to, cross just where they were on the lookout' for vis. Bah 1 Bertrand, you are enly ea white livered fellow after all." " Ob, I don't pretend to have your assure ones. Yea march along as if you had noth- ing in the world to be afraid ef." '' Can't yen understand, you fool, . that that aesuranco le our nese safeguard i g• wish you world cultivate it a little, for,witht. your canted cowardice, you'll got us natter, hole one of these days. Whab is there to free afraid of besides Y Thie bandage dioa Moos me completely, at.d haven't we our peeeporttc• quite en regle ?" " Thanks to any little aocompllahmeotn,' " Juan so. You're good for that cutch at any rate. But in the devil'e name fury and not look so frightened whenever any one speaks te you. We would have been stopped at the lamb paste if it had not been fee my' assurance,' ae you call it." " I'll not be easy bill we are over the, • frontier and in a place of safety. The eight of a gendarme, I salami', mehee my blood . run cold." "c. Courage, courage, and, above all,, audacity -that's the grand point. We will, coon be out of danger, and in the meantime well have sauce food and resp onrsetvem. 'Iola, here, somebody," he cried, knooking wlbli his abick on the table. Then taking off his hat he placed it on the: table beside him, and having wiped hie face with a ragged handkerchief` he crossed hie lege comfortably, and taking a knife from hies peckob pro- ceeded to trim his salla in a lefsterely way. His hands were characteristic', like everything else about hien. They were,. white and smooth, the hands of a mal, who, had never done manual labor, with long,. lithe fingers that seamed formed for oard eharping and yet were muscular enough te malts encs feel there would ba little chance' for the man whose throat wan clutched fa. ' their grip of steeL - " Tacna people don't hurry themselves,"' he observed presently. "Hold, there, are yen all asleep 1" Pierre appeared at the house door grum- bling to himself at being called to attend to abrangere eb such a time, but when he saw the pair who waited his appearance his die - gust was great and was new lessened by the air of easy candeacension with whichRsmont heekened him to approach and desired hien to bring some refreshments, (To be Continued.) La tendro Annette. S'en va setilette °!1 Sous oudretis a ,o le Ifo m des Bole. His companion, who followed closely bae hind him as he ehterod the oourtyard, Wee of gttito a different type and exon lees pro - The Director's fade Recant. Qaeation : What is your duty as a direc- tor? To give my Bare to a prospeotns. Is there any necessary formality before makicg this donation ? Yes ; I am to 84- s ept a certain number of qualifying shares in the company outeining the advantage of my directorial services. Need you pay fer these shares? With proper manipu!at"en, certainly not. What other advantages would you ammo by becoming a director? A gain= an at- tendance. Anything else ? A glens of sherry ant a sandwich. What are your dunes e,t a board meetings To choke hands with bhe aeceetery and to sign an attendance hook. What are your nominal duties? Have not the faintest idea. Would it be likely to include in your nominal du nee tine protection of the inter- este of the ehareholciere 1 Ae likely as net. Weald it be overstating the ease to say. that thousands and bhoasande of needy peso eons are ahsoiueeiy rained by the selfish In- attention of a company's dtreobis)n 2 Not alt c+ll—paseibly understating it. I suppose yeu never read a proepeotne to, which you put your I MMAO ? Never. Ner willingly wish bo ruin any one? Na. why should I? Youare guilty ref gross ',Ignorance and briatzal indifference? Quite r o. And, conaegaentry. know that, accordiing. to the view of tree judges, you are above the taw? That le mo. And may therefore do what you like without any danger to your own interests To be cure. And eonaegasnbly will do what you hest please, in iplte of aa,ything and anybody Why, certainly.--Pose/a. .i contented were. Mre. Pete Amsterdam, of Harlem, is ono of the meet pbtlenthropia laciieo en Man- hattan island. She is always heabiag ubt dune feed people in or/et. to comfort thein;, and it often bappeuts thea hoe kited etten- tione aro nos peepedt;i- apprictabed. Net long dace she visited an uaforbunat e woman who lived to a ditalpatod shanty aria the roeke near ISA street. Tee woman's head wee tied up a ad hoe eye urea i7"aoked' and she had one arra in a sling. "I hear," said Mrs. Pete .A.tintberdlagr, " that your brutal husband beats you, ant I have called to see if we can nob have him punished." " You are mtataken, madam ; my hug; bands never heats me. We have tivei bow gather 15 years, and he has never beaten. me yet,i" and the woman adjusted her ansa in the dung. "I am so glad to hear that I acs zah token," replied the female hilanbhro " No,".aoatlnuod. the. woman tartly, pubs. ting the bandage ever the eye, " he hash never sbraok and a blow yet. lie badkiokedr ma iu a dozen different planes 40 differoatr times ; he has taken mo by my two ogre and; bumped my head on the floor, or on the corner of the mantelpiece ; he has ponied- hob water down my back, pulled out any hair by the handful, and he has duck pins in me ; he fends bid dog in, my new Sundays bonnet, but he has never yet beat me, and. until he does I don't think I ought ter camplaln." The visitor then withdrew with Mying o, word. --Taxes Si/taiga. A 5,yoar alt! daughter realm ,(leotgst Walah, of Cobden, near Migration geton, tom: bathed to death while playing with firm. Saturday. Mee a;;