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Yes till I e.m ninety, till I am cold in death, Ishall be able to Byrne:101w Ae with, every lover and every loved oue upon earth : for now I know whae love means, I know that it means everything. It means the color of the sky, and the brightness of the elm; it means the perfume of &were and the freshnees of morning ; e it means the baltny noontide; and it means the restful coolness of green waving boughs; it means lamp -light at eventide in oozy, gracious drawing.rooms ; it means blind - man's holiday beside the morning -room tire 1 It means all them ; for all these have double beauty, and charm, and comfort, aud sweetness since Gilbert and I were engaged. What will Cyril think, down at the bot- tom of this round globe, when he hems that Gilbert and I are to be married on the first day of the new yew: ? What can he think, except that I am the lightest and most trumpery young woman he ever had the misfortune to count among hi a acquain- tance? I meant to write everything in this diary. If was to be my novel, the romance of my life, with all its bright colors and all its dark shadows, It was to be a book to whose pages I could go back when I am middle- aged and wheu I am old, and live again all the happiest hours of my youth, and awaken echoes of old voices and vivid smiles, and every thought, feeling, and fancy of the passing hour. The wheels of the chariot roll on swiftly when one is happy. One should try at least to put a break upon memory ; and for that there is only one way—pee and ink. Yes, I meant the story of my life to be complete ; and. yet I am going to leave one little blank. A little blank, did I say—a blank whioh represents the crisis of my exiatence, the turning point between dull patience and nonsummate I can not write the mood and manner of my engagement- that eudden passage from liberty to bondage, when he took me in his arms, in the arbor, where we were once so miserable, and called me " wife." Wife 1 As if we were married already? Absurd, no doubt, to the inditferent reader, but the word thrilled my heart I can not write of his kisses, or reckon them as if they were pounds, ehillings, and pence in the housekeeper's book. I can not write all the sweet foolishness of his talk, the undeserved prmeee, the intoxicating flatteries, which he protested were not flatteries. Of those ridiculous moments I can keep no record. Perhaps if I had been let in at the gate of paradise for half an teem I should not be able to describe the heavenly genden when I came out again. It is the same with time:leaf hourin the arbor. He talked, and 1 listenea; ..,and we were engaged. That is my only recdel. On the same evening, however, we had n very serious conversation on the terrace after dinner. Mother was in her favorite seat by the drawing -room window. Uncle .Ambrose was pacing the room. We could see them both in the lammeight as we walk- ed slowly up and down. The evening was wonderfully warm and balmy for the end of September, and the great full moon was risiug behind Lamford church -lower; this being the third moon we have worn out since we left London. We talked of eho moon a little, and he quoted Sbelley, whom he knows as well as if he had competed for one of Mrs. Craw - shay's prizes; 'and then I ventured to ask him a question which had been burning my tongue over sinoe we were engaged, just four hours and a half. It is wonderful what those four hours had done for me. felt as muoh at my ease with him as it we had 'mei/ engagee for three weeks; and I began to understand the cool audacity of girls who send their fiances on messages and make light of them in company, and the free-o.ud easy manners of the motherly girls who mend their eveeethearts' gloves, and mold them for spilling things on their waistcoats, and put diachylon plaster on their wounds. " Will you be Angry if I ask you a question ?" I asked. "1 should be angry if you wished to ask me anything and didn't," said he. Being your slave, what ehould I do—'" "Please don't," I cried. "Cyril quoted that sonnet once, and I was quite rude to him about it. I ehouldn't like you to quote anything second-hand. Yet it is a lovely sonnet, isn't it ?" I added, apologeeically, for the Hue sounded eveeet from him. " Cyril was not in touch with my ideas about Shakespeare." He laughed and answered with a most unnecessary kiss. "You really wouldn't mind?" I asked. "From those lips all words are dear." "Were you ever in love with anybody before you began to care for me ?" "1 loved a woman who was unworthy of my love, Daisy. I passed through the scathing fire of a wasted passion---" "You loved her as well as you loved me?" I asked, feeling just as if I had dropped from a paradise in yonder moon down to a hard, oruel earth. AIL my gladness perished in one gasping sigh, I felt euro that he had oared more for her than for me. "I'm afraid I must plead guilty to hav- ing loved her very dearly while my love laeted, Daisy ; but the oure was a clean cure. There was not so mueli as a sear left from the old wound by the time I met you M Paris; and from that hour I was yours and yours only." "And if I ha& not broken with Cyril, what would you have done "Dragged on my roaming, desultory life, and suffered the dull agony of an. empty heart." "Were you really 'unhappy in Scotland,in spite of grouse and salmon ?" "In spite of as fine a stag as ever stalked, which this hand slew the day before I casually heard that Arden had sailed in the big new steamer for Colombo." "And would you not have found aome new divinity before Christmas 2" It was delightful to have him there and to be able to catechise hint yet I could not help being savagely jeadoits of that un- known love, the number two in bit oalens dar. I could not but feel that it wag nice of him to tell me the teeth, even at the risk of offending me for life. 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IN CANADA, France is the only European country that has fewer able.boclied men to.clay thah it hb,a thirty yews ago, 1' T2R T I VI harmonized with her bright beauty, I was / among many worehipers, arid I happened to be the most eligible of her adorere, from a matrimonial point of view, and eie she was gracious to me, and so I was her slave—" "Did she jilb you?" I Baked, for there Wee a bitterness in his tone which mimed me the dear oreature had treated lathe abomina,bly. 1 I could have hugged her for it j "Well, it waslaardly a. oatle of jilting. If I were to write my story I should cell the book "Dimwit and Disillusion. I was fortunate enough to find her out—before marriage instead ot afterward. My inno- cent little Daisy clan hardly guess what a world of misery that discovery saved me." "I don't want to guess," I said; "bet there is one thing 1 ehould like to know, Gilbert." I blushed in the moonlight, and trembled at my own audacity as 1 pronounced his Christian name. I had my arm through his, and found myself giving hie arin a gentle squeeze now and then, just to make sure that he was real and that all the eostasy of this hour WAS not a moonlit dream. "Aele as many questions as you like, fair Fatima. There is no blue chamber in my memory of. which you may not open the door." "It does not 'pain you to speak of that wicked person 2" " Not a whit. No more than it would pain me to talk of Cleopatra." Mother's voice calling from the opeu twitirkdow put an end to our co.nfidential All this happened nearly a month ago, though I couldn't bring myself to write about it before to -day ; and perhapsI should not be writing now if Gilbert had not been obliged to go to London to see his solicitor—our first parting—leaving me to get through the day somehow without him. The grounds look so dreary, the shrub- beries seem so empty --and oh 1 what ages to eight o'clock dinner, when be will be back. CHAPTER XXVL DAISY aDIARY IN SORROW. When I terote the last line in this book, I think I nn'st have been the happiest girl in the world e There was hardly a olond upon myd sky—yea, one cloud, the fact that the man whom I thought my friend and benefactor win out of health and un- happy. Yet in spite of that one cloud I was utterly happy, selfishly absorbed in my new happiness. To -day I take up my pen in fear and trembling. A dark and terrible cloud has closed over my life. I thank God that cloud does not rest on my lover's head. He stands out in the sunshine, and all my thoughts of him are full of thankfulness and delight; but I can no longer be the selfish, self-absorbed creature 3. was when I wrote those last foolish pages, giving myself up to this dumb confidant as I could do to no living being. I millet think of others now This dark discovery forces my tla-ughte into other groovee. I must remember that I am my mother's daughter, as well as Gilbert's affianced wife. Oh, it is all so sad, so awful, such a cruel revolatice,,„ eegingthe .rehele eller of life, stripping off the mask from alacettnet was once honored and beloved, opening well of baseness and iniquity in the flowery garden -world where I was so happy 1 To me it was as startling and audden and blighting to come face to face with that great wickedness as it would have been to Eve in Eden if the ground had opened at her feet and showed her a charnel -house there in then fair world Where she had never heard of death. Sometimes, for a few moments, I doubt, and ask myself if I am not deluded, if that hideous suspicion which grew in an hour into absolute conviction might not after all be groundless; and then I go over the facts slowly, in cold blood, one by one,carefully putting them together again, like pieces in a puzzle, and there the the awful fent ap- pears in unmistakeable certainty. Oh, father, father, how that trusting, open nature, that generous heart of ynurs was cheated 1 How coldly, deliberately, and heartlessly your life was plotted away by the man who sat at your table, and. smiled beside your hearth, and was to you almost as a brother 1 It was your own familiar friend who planned your murder. I must go neat to the moment when tbia hideous secret revealed itself. It was natural that as Gilbert's fiancee I should tell him everything that had happened to me in all my life; and, indeed, I fear that I must have bored him aadly since we were engaged by prattling to him about every detail of my insignificant exietence --my lessons, my boat, my play -fellows and friends. I don't believe I have steered him a single doll, certainly not a favorite doll, nor a single nursery anecdote, nor a single family joke. He bas been told everything. Two days ago he came into the drawing. room just as it was growing dusk. He had been to London again, and we had had another parting, and I had felt very mopy all the afternoon, more especially as mother had gone off on her weekly round, to hear her weekly tale of woes and ill. names. I did not expect to see Gilbert until dinner -time ; and oh, how my foolish heart thrilled with delight when I heard his step in the hall just after the clock struok five 1 It is not very often that I have the privilege of making tea for Gilbert, and on this occasion, I am sorry to say, I made it so strong that it was hardly drinkable. I saw he made a wry face at every sip -- though he declared it WAS quite the nicest tea he had every tasted—and even chivalry did not enable him to empty his cup. How gay we were ae we sat and talked and laughed in the growing dusk, with our feet on the marble curb, crooning over the fire like John Anderson and hi old wife I How proud I felt of my lover, and how blissful in the endurance that he was all my own, that I had left no corner of his heart unexplored, no secret hidden from my pry- ing eyes I told him how., when I first went to London, I was haunted by the ghastly vision of my father's murderer, and how a morbid longing to me the room where that dark deed was done took poseeesion of my niind, and would not be driven away. I told him how I creptout of the house in the summer twilight, and deacribed every step in that dismal pilgrimage till I came to Church Street on my way home. And then I told him of that intolerable Frenchmen's insolence, and of the good oreaturo in the hansom, to whom tshould so like to leave legany when I tun old enough to make a, will, ie I only know his honorable name. "I know my onernynname Well enough," said I, "for, as the cab was drilling off with mo, hie /deeds called out to hint '12"ola, Duvordiez' "Dtiverdieel" cried Gilbere, darting se Oho had been shot. "Great God in limos eul Why, tliet A the name of the man I believe to be your tether's merclerer 1" In the next inetant he seemed to regret having epoken, but I would not let him take back hie weal, I made him tell me all he know or thought or suspeoted e,but my father's eruct (teeth ;and stage by stage I got the whole story out of him. It vitae glow work for he was sorely disinclined to tell me anything. "Now that I know something I must know all," I said, when he refused to an. s we my questions ; and so, little by little, I heard the whole story, My mother bad asked him to help her in teaming out a girl whom my father admired and had half a mind to marry before he had ever seen 'nether's face. She appealed to Gilbert, counting on his knowledge of Parisian life, and he had succeeded beyond hie hopes up to it certain stage ; but just as he had put his hand, as it were, upon the brother of this French woman, whom he believed to be the so-called watehonaker in Denmark Street,the man left Pari, leaving no olew to his destination. "1 could do no more than leave the case in the hands of the Parisian police, who have a strong motive for finding your father's murderer, if he is above ground," said Gilbert. "01 course my reasons for believing this to be the man are in a measure conjectural, but the cirournstau tial evidence is strong, The man who murdered your father was a man who knew the story of your father's youthful love affair, and was able to use the French milliner's name as a decoy. hie known that Morel was in Loudon with other Coalman ista at the time of the murder; it is known that he was heard of at Madrid soon after the murder, and that he was then flush of money. For my own satisfaction, I have convincing proofs that this Daverdier is the man Claude Morel, but it is not such proof as could be produced in it court of justice. The evidence that convinced me was the evidence of a WOMAD'El face." And then he told me how he had me Morel's sister, and had taxed her with her identity with the girl whom my father once loved, Her emotion at the sound of my father's name was pitiable ; her agitatiou when he accused her brother of the murder was terrible. After that in- terview he ha,d no doubt as to the guilt of the man now known as Leon Duverdier. "The one missing 4ink in the chain of evidence is the means by which the know- ledge of your father's movemente on that Intel day was transmitted to the murderer. Hs must have had an informant, if not an accomplice,either in the immediate vicinity of this house, or in the lawyer's office, where the hour and the nature of his ap- pointment may have been known to the clerks." A deadly chill crept through iny veins as he said them words. I was glad of the growing darkness which hid my face from him. I was glad that I had deferred the lighting of the lamps, so a.s to prolong our blincleman's holiday. I eat silent, motion- less, paralyzed by the horrible suspicion which filled my mind. Some one at Larnford must bave given the information that enabled the murderer to plan his orime. Who could that [tome one be unleaseit were the fa.miliar friend, the confidant of every enterprise and every idea ite my father and mother? My mother has told me in &newer to my questions that no servant in the house knew where my father was going or what he was going to do that day. The conversation at dinner on the previoua evening had not touched on nire-beisiness /Art of the transaction. My fathers- had been Mil of the landscape- gareendtes plans, and the talk had been wholly of *he terraces aud the arboretum, of leveling and planting, and layiamon water for fountains and greenhouses. All that was known in the household on that evening or on the following morning was that my father was goiug to London, and W9.8 to return before dinner. Yet some one had furnished such precise information that rny father's murderer was able to meet him midway between the bank and the lawyer's office. Who wae that accomplice, or worse than accomplice, of the murderer —since the idea of murder might never have entered Claude Morel's mind if some one, knowing my father's affairs, had not told him how large it sum of money might be gained by that crime? Who could that sweet &seamen, that worse than murderer, be but the man whose footsteps were now dogged by the shedder of blood ?—who, but that man wiles° Moe bore in every line the marks of an extinguieh- able remorse, the me.n .whorn I hate seen shrinking away with horromstriken coun- tenance from the room where nay father used to eit, and where his guilty conscience may have conjured up the shadow of the dead? His friend,hie generous,confidingefriend 1 Oh, GO& what a depth of iniquity 1 To have deliberately planned that cruel mur- der, to have plotted the crime which a vul- gar assasrin was to execute, to have waited and watched for the opportunity, perhaps to have tempted and persuaded the meanie, against some remnant of better feeling, some instinctive shrinking from bloodshed, some scruple of conscience ! And to have been with us, day by day, after that devil- iah act, our friend, our consoler ; till at last, trading on a woman's gratitude for fancied benefits, he put forward his claim to the wife of his victim, and possessed him- self of the object of his wicked love 1 Possessed hiinself 1 yes, thank God, I know that my mother never loved him, that she gave her life up to him as if in pay. mut of a debt, saerincing herself to reward the fidelity of a. life-long friendship. God keep her froxn the horror of knowing what I. know ! My long silence made Gilbert uneasy about me, and he was full of tender !sym- pathy, thinking that our conversation about my father bad renewed an old grief. Mother came in while he was consoling me, 'and the lamps were brought, and I had to put on a cheerful countenance somehow for her dear. sake ; and by and by I had to sit down to dinner with that Judas,and still to play the hypocrite. I could hear the sound of my own voice as I talked, and it had such a false tone that it jarred upon my ear. Oh, the horror of that hour in the draw- ing -room, when mother asked me to play some of those quaint old variations she and I are so fond of, and esthen I sat before the piano and played like a machine, while Ambrese Arden walked up and down, with soft cat -like step, and now and again paus- ed and stood behind me for a few inmutate and (moo even laid his hand upon my shuddering shoulder. My whole being wee one sense of horror and revulsion, I could scarcely breathe while he was mg near me; yet I went on playing emnehow, al- ways like a machine. Poor Mozart 1 You are not in your usual form to. night, Daisy," said Gilbert, who pretends to think a great deal of my pleying. And then he oame over to me, and bent down to look into my eyes, and naked to Inc ever so sweetly, anti his deer presence exercised the deinon, and teat guilty Wretch walked slowly away, and Went on with, his reetleas prowling, to acid fro, to and Ire, like a epirie In hell—the hell of guilty memoriee and gnawing thoughts, the hell of the traitor and murderer, that, hell withiu the seui of MAU WWII made Judas hurl back itie fatal thirty pieces upon his temptera, and mush out Into the field and destroy hitneelf, Where their worm dieth not and their fire is not quenched. That is the hell whieh Ambrose Arden has ruele for himself. I went on playing while Gilbert went back to the other eud ef the room where be had been sitting with mother, endetialleng. ed her to a game of °her's, I was alone in the shadowy corner by the piano, and as f played I watched that tall, elim figure,with the bent shoulders, moving slowly to aud fro with a gliding motion. Since this awful truth has revealed itself, I aeem to see Ambrose Arden in it near light --as if I bad been blindfolded before and had made for myself an image of the man, and colored it with my owu colors. The face and fig re I watched to -night .are new and strange, and the algae of a guiltv consoienee,the indicetione of a entity and 'double nature mem to me now ao strongly impressed upon every look and movement of the nuol that I tell myself I must have been blind all this time, or I could not have missed his secret It is there, written upon his brow, the very brand that seared the forehead of the first murderer, Cain. What a relief it was to be alone at last 1 yes, even a relief to bid good -night to Gil- bert and mothemand to look the door of my owe roonnand to eit down by the fire,face to face with the grim and hideous truth. I wanted to think out my horrible idea, to arrange all the facts which seem to constitute such damning evidence against my step-father,to try if I could not acquit him, 00,9.6 anyrate, write "not proven" against his crime. Alas, no 1 After long hours of thought, after a long winter night wibhout one in- terval at bleeeed sleep, my reason still con demne him. In my mother's second husband, M the frierd and teaeher of all my early years, the man to whom I owed so much— i» him whom laat of all men I should have suspected, I still eee the murderer of my fether. I recalled Duverdier's appearance in Grosvenor Square, his persistence in seeing my step -father, his look of baffled fury as he left the house. I recalled his appear- ance in this place. Would any man with- out credentials of a guilty nature dare so to hatint a man in ray atep-father's posi- tion ? Yet this mere fact of the man's persecu tion would not influence me to believe in my step -father's guilt. The evidence ihat is to my mind conclusive is the evidence of Cyril's appearance and Cyril'a conduct upon the day when he played am listener to a conversation beeween his father and Duverdier. I saw those three figures in the lane: Ambrose Arden and Duverdier side by tide, Duverdier talk- ing engrily, vehemently, though in a lowered voice, and that other figure follow- ing steelthily, listening with bent brow atm pallid face. Was it like my frank and manly Cyril to play the spy upon hie father's move- ments, to creep at his father's heels and liatento a confidential conversetion ? What could be nun* unlike his nharaoter, as I have known it? Nothing but the most stringent cirounestances would have forced him to such a contemptible p3sition. And within two or three hours of that scene in the lane he came in me, changed and aged as if by a mortal malady,and told me thee all was over between us. I re- member almost every word of our coever- sation, his protest that the motive of his renunciation was one which I could never know, his reicitution to go to the uttermost end oi the earth, to begin, a new life, to cut himself adrift from all old asepciationm And this determination' this abandonmeet of the whole scheme ofhis existence, had been resolved upon since he left tbe rectory in high spirits the most light-hearted of men. What but some awful revelation could so quickly change tne whole color of his life ? This is the evidence that weighs most heavily with me ; and next to this is the evidence of my step -father's decay, the gradual deepening of the gloom that had darkened over him in the midst of the happieat and fairest surroundings. No, I have no doubt now as to the brain which plotted the murd'er, or the hand which sent the information to the murderer on the eve, or on the morning, of the fatal day. And my mother is this mans wife, and must never know his guilt, lest the horror of it should drive her mad. When I think of her abiding love for my fatherm.nd think how she gave herself to this Judas, not caring for him, I am almost mad myself. Oh, what a cheat and trickster, what a prince of villains he has been, to play so patient a part. to sow the wicked seed at the drat chance fate gave him, and then to wait seven years for the harvest 8 Had he asked my mother to be his wife within a year or two of the murder, her eyes might havmbeen opened,ehe might have suspected that he had some pert in her hueband's death. But after seven years of tranquil. aelf-abnegatiug friendship, after winding himself into our hearts by every artifice of an acoomplished hypocrite,it seemed almost a natural inevitable development that he should change from friend to lover, and that his oonstancy in friendship should claim its reward. No, the dear mobiles must never know this hideous secret, if any power of self - repression .on my part can keep it from her. And so I have day after day to sit at the table with the man who planned my father's death, and I have to repress all signs of repulsion, and to seem all that I was once to him, at least in my mother's presence. Happily for me lie spends the greeter part of his existence in the solitude of the cottage over the way ; happily for all of us that existence is not likely to be a long one. Our Le.mford doctor, who wetit up to Loudon with mother and her husbend to assist at the visit to the physician, told Gilbert in confidence that these is organic disease of the heart, and that Ambrose Arden is not likely to live to old age. (00 BR CONT/Stren.) Without Labor. 'Mr. Spriggs was complaining because so muoh °tort was required in succeeding, even so poorly as he did. Well, exclaimed Mrs. Spriggs, did you ever get anything without working hard for it 2 Yoe, 1 have, ho said, discontentedly'. Oh, I guess not, insisted Mrs. S. But I know I have. . What was it, ra like to Ithow ? A bad cold, my deter, and Mr, Spriggs took heart again and smiled. Children Cry for Pitcher' Castoritg eyt seteense. ,steteseene , NM\ neene'V /7/1,k,ks's seetenetneese for Ward, and Children, oCasterialssowelladaptedtochildrenthat frecommend lbw; superiorto anyprescription blown to me." IL Ahcaxis, M. D., 111 00, OxtordSteltrookeen, N. Y. " The use of 'Ca/stories is so unieeesal and Its merits so well known that it memo a work of supererogation to endorse it. Few arethe littelltgent families who do not keep Castoria within easy moil." °Amos Maarrvw, D.D., New York City. Late Paster Bloomingdale Reformed Church. estatoria cures Collo, Constipate:ea Sour Stomach, Meridiem Eructation, Ellis 'Worms, gives sleep, and proaSet01 gestdon, Without injurious medication. For earefal years 1 have recomratinden T000' Castorat,' and shall always continue 60 do so as it boa invariably produced beneficial remits." wywiNr.r.ansans. M. D., "The Winthrop," 1256h Street and 701 Ave, New York Citn. Tois Ciseramt Costeene, 17 Efunteese STITOm; Nzw Timg. RHEUMATISM NEURALGIA ,MUSCULAR STIFFNESS. RtijI RD @c) PAIN IN SIDE Et Log BACK VIM TIEEN"D.81". MENTHOL PLASTER Ala MOM, M0011 TOOK SICK WHAT WOULD 4, DO? JUST SPEND HIS FOUR QUARTERS FOR A BOTTLE OF BURDOCK BLOOD BITTERS AS ALL SENSIBLE PEOPLE DO; BECAUSE IT CURES DYSPEPSIA, GONSTIPATION, BILIOUSNESS, BAD BLOOD,. AND ALL DISEASES OF THE STOMACH, LIVER, KIDNEYS AND BOWELS. For that Bad Cough of yours sa ..Cfl:J4,,gf . :'41p ntt..1,1,1at.cdt, HIGHLY RECOM MENDED 'e ` • ,,As a Preventive and Cure of all Throat and Lung Diseases.--.: MARVELOUS MiASUBINO TOOLS, Expansion Caused by the Heat or the nand ?Kay Now be Recorded. An illustration of the marvelous accuracy characterizing tool or instruments of meas- urement now emploped as compared with those of former tiMes is given by a writer O the Machinist, namely, that, whereas, formerly .001 inch marked on a drawing would have been objected to on the ground that it was difficult or impossible to work so closely to measures as that at the present time .0005 inch is measured in every fine workshop, and dimensions Aiven in hund- redths or even thousandths of am inch frequently appear on drawings withou objection on the part of the workmen. The instruments of measurement are now made with such a degree of retiued accuracy that even the warmth of the hand may expand a rod twelve inches long so that the amount of expansion can be measured. It has thus become important in fine measurements to be careful that the temperature of the piece to be measured or gauged should have the same temperature as that of the instrument by which its site is determined. By first handling a rod of the length named and measuring it, particularly if the rod be of brass or copper, and then, after allowing the rod to cool, handling the gauge until the letter expands, it is found that a dis- orepanoy of from 0.007 inch to 0.01 inch may be sometimes made apparent, due entirely to differences of temperature. THE ARMENIANS. Tunics Endeavoring to Deatroy Traces of the IteceriConirages 10 Armenian lages. A despatch from London says:—The Telegraph has a two -column despatch from O reporter who was sent by it to investi- gate the Amenian outrages. It is dated Moosh, january 23, and was sent by the Russian telegraph line from Ears. The despatch records the attempte on the part of the Turks to destroy the proofs of out. rages, and espeoially to obliterete the tell- tale pit dug behind the residence of the village chief of Djellyegoozats, in Which hundreds of mutilated bodies were piled, heads, arms, hands, lege, and trunks mingling in one festering mass. Bareels of petroleum that were originally intended to bo used in burning villagets were poured into the pit, and set on fire. The Ames failed to consume the mess, and a hill stream was then danunitd, and diverted from its eoureet but even thes failed t� wash away the horrible evidence. Xew the remains are being removed piecemeal. It is stated there were over 210,000 ay. ales of all `kinds at the London Crystel Pulato ahow, A PRINCE'S FAST. prilotlyeitx of Schwartzenberg's Radar. aneeLitig Iltrother Aloya a Well -Known ficapcgrace and .0.111ItrnPt- A del:match from Peen- keys great ex- citement prevails at Pestb, eareiallY in military circles as well as in the-Itintd!_st society, with regard to a wager made by ---- Prince Felix Schwartzenburg, serving as lieutenant in a cavalry regiment stationed there and who, three weeks ago, undertook to go entirely without food for a fortnight, and if he felt well then, to prolong his fast to thirty days, the odds being quadruplt d in the latter case. The Prince is now about to conclude his thirty days' fast, apparently feeling none the worse, and atteuding to his arduous regimental duties as usual. He has lost 27 pounds in weight since the beginning of his fast. It is likely then, besides winning his wager, he will recede some reward from the military authorities, who regard this test of endure mace as of equal importance to that of the long.distance ride two years ago. The elder brother of Prince Felix, AIoys, created a considerable sensation two years ago by leaving his regiment without leave and going off to Italy with a well-known danseuse. A warrant was issued for Ms arrest as a deserter, but was subsequently withdrawn in consequence of the Emperor's personal intervention. Peince Aloy a subse- quently met finanoial disaster on the turf end was compelled to see go under the hammer his magnificent racing stud, the eale of which attracted sportsmen from all over Europe. A New Disinfectant. German papers give the details of manu- facture for producing the new disinfectant known as formalin, now teeming into con- siderable use in thateountry. It is a forty per cent. solution of the gaslike composi- tion oalled formaldehyde, and the tesults from the oxidation of wood alcohol. It is said to be a perfectly harness disinfectant for preventing and deetroying bacilli and removing obnoxious odors without tweeting any Odor 'whatever in return, while it has poisonous properties that forbin its being taken internally, oven in weak solutio— one tablespoonful to it quart of water being pronounced sufficient for inost purposes. The fluidity of the composition is an advantage, ite penetrable peoperties being thus greatly increased, Its fumes are only hurtful when inhaled in considerable quantities. It sateretes animal Osseo very rapidly and prevents their dcesay, and when sprayed ifi disinfects and purifies the atmosphere. It is laimed, in fact, to be of petudiarly efficient services M the dielnfeetion of hotels, bohool recumeetebles, ilteaghter houtom end other places liable to eentenaimetion.