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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron News-Record, 1892-11-02, Page 7Club Tars, FOR' 1893 V4144 A'RIZE WT. * IIER A4t , rlgg nt the hell'; 4:14tt' o.I'a:tl, craved, ,slim, young rglrle rolled breemlyy, lute dill *Ileitis a' n ., , draggi»g',•brgtyn foeedl ,old fir'iter behind ,illi the Uare1neeter *family Ind come:'te glom- x the leonioiusion, soar ate1y and collectively.,, l'l' a !Dore andine,,, said IIonor:i')a;. that,Bess tte ehpster' breathless And red ohceiced.. "And dress with the stxaight fall/aging fold',the we have,brought Thiele Zalnliol with ii* V nook and the knot of roses at the corsage "101 Nexa and me 1" put in Eudora, that looked Bo exactly like real buds and Crowding herself into the foreground. l'Ilew to ve% do you do, Casein 'liensonx tied Luoy ? Bess Watt very pretty, too.•-,oqe of tiniest We Went/ to the depot td Meet :him, gild • a warily complexioned !!?nodes, with reddish geed jc11 it Waal far he hadn't the tenet idea hazel eye,s, hair lighter% lip with chestnut which way to ga.' gleams mai pettily teeth, who reminded one "kgs was heading atraigbt for the Wee. A of ''Citian's studios and old Peter Paui hawkeli ferry," giggled honorA. 4 !.thio of Prerinlyms tfered ..by a Cana. =d1aa Paper. tis BE, Morning Ed. $6.00 Second " 4.00 Saturday " 1.50 EKILY GLOBE end+1893, Only Ona Dollar. OAN GET • UP A OLUB ANA RE A HANDSOME PRIZE. OrWrite osrly.1E1 OLOBE,Toronto. 0 e Huron Nevus -Record 41.50 a Yea -•41.5 in Advance, r $Wednesday. Nov. 211d, riff►;!. 'X THE LAND OF PL AGUES. IFTY THOUSAND OfIINEBE PERISH BY FLOODS ALONG THE YELLOW RIVER. Reports from Thina by the latest etoatnee describe another terrible disaster, caused by the btenking of -the' 'banks• of the Yellow River, which caused •great eufrsriug in a similar way a few years ego. Au - area 150 -miles long and 30 miles wide is covered, some places to the depth of 15 feet. Over 50,000 people have been drowned and fully 2,000,000 mote will starve unless the government furnishes thein with with food from now until spring Tha 1088 to projtorty is enormous but can not be estituated. AMERICAN CONSULS. The Montreal Star has a severe article on the subject of certain eon - sults, repesenting or rather mis'.rep - • resenting+ the United States. We must, however assert that the censure only applies to a few. So far as the .Goderich . consular ser- vice with Consular Chilton of that town and Mr. A. 0 Pattison hta vice in Clinton are co ncerned Bro. it Jonathan has•specially favored us. The office here bas been filled for years, and in a very marked degree, during the Harrison adminis— tration by g.;ntlemen of tact, courtesy and culture, who while . faithful to the interests of their own country, retain the respect and es- teem of all whom they are brought into contact with. The following is the article we refer to : The United States is very unfort- unate in its consular service. We regret to have to say this, because Montreal has been remarkably favor- ed both Republicans and Deiuocrats in the choice of American consuls - general. Uncle Sam is invariably erespresented here by a gentleman ;o7ho is alway treated by our people With the greatest cordiality and i..d'ourtesy. At our banquets the gen- 'gem= who represents the Pre- ° 'idents of the United States is con :Ceded precedence second only to that of the representative of the Queer!. The United States has had the good fortune to be represented here by men of taut, education, good sense and good breeding. There is not a case on record of aConsul-Gen - era! at Montileal making a fool of himself by calling our people dirty • pigs, or by coarsely insulting the Soy ereign. Elsewhere the United States Govermnent seems to think • anytbting good enough to represent. ,' It nominated as minister to China a man whom the Chinese govermnent flately refused to receive_ It im- posed upon Chili a minister whom the Chilians begged it to remove. • Its representative in Copenhagen is seriously embarrassed in the per• formance of its consular duties by the,fact that he is in gaol for forgery and swindling. It is represented in -Vancouver by an individual who shows his want of tact and sense by public( :. eitin•g the Queen --his want of breeding by publicly insult- Dig.a lady. It is represented in Three Rivers by one Nicholas Smith, Who would never have been herad of of outside of his own little sphere bad not the Trifluviane condescended to break his windows as acknowledg- , mont of the fact that he had grossly insulted them and in fact all the people of the province in an excep- t' natty stupid official letter. The r bed'etre of Nicholas' letter is not isa resid. o find. There ',cult tP d ential election campaign going on in the United States, and if Nicholas Could only haye managed to get him- self kicked by the Mayor of Three Rivers he would have risen at a ,' bound to the -dignity of a factor in the electoral fight. The immortal name of Nicholas Smith would have been blazon throughout the Ameri• can press with the proud distinction , added,g"'Kicked by a Canadian." We are glad the May or refrained from kicking Nicholas. Had he done so • We should have had half the Ameri•, can vice-consuls in Canada running . around begging with tears in their voices "please, somebody, kick me." ' As Mr. Smith only succeeded in get- ting his windows broker. his Govern. . latent should remove him as a failure. Rubens in hie happiest Moeda. "Oh, Bees 1" cried Hones, "do wear your Bair in a low coil at the nape of your neck, with just a few omitting little rtnge tamping." • `"Nonsense 1" said Eudora. "Do It. in a fluffy mass at the top of your head, with an amber dagger or o_ r pe of Roman pearls. The Greek kuct ie all out of date." "Will you hold your tongues, both of you ?" sharply demanded Bess, stamping her foot. "Oh, dear, how nervous I feel. Madeline, dear, if the first 'evening' we have ever given should prove a failure I—I shalt commit suicide." "It won't prove a failure," said Madeline, Uncle Zabdiela round moon face beamed all over, u expect I be pretty stuppid," maid he, "but I guess I should 'a' fetched 'round all right if these 'ere gide hadn't took poses - mon of me. Where's the bag o' hickory nuts, Honory ? Who's got the basket o' pound sweets, Eudory ? Here's the carpet sack and paper hex all right." He shook hands heartily with Mre. Ran. som and Lucy, "How be you, Phebe!" pursued he. "And little Lucy, too 1 Got to be a woman, hain't you. Livin' with the judge's folks, I suppose ? But where's Madeline and my little favorite, Bess 1" ' Lucy and her mother looked hesitatingly the eldest sister of all. at each other, but Honore. plunged into the Madeline herself was hopelessly plain. (location at once. The hair that in Bess' case was Titian gold ""I'll tell you, Miele Zabdiel," said she, was in hers dull orange rod. Her weak, pale "Nora and I aren't fools, nor yet children, eyes were red lidded and slightly crooked, ,lid Madeline and Bess have treated us her nose long and sharp. ihamefufy, and ao we are going to he re - But, nevertheless, Madeline was a genius venged by telling their secrete. They're in her could have s tided overthe. Old Judge a rough :spa never of nv, edni ta lot haye af grand people, and and h when creditors, privations and trials that beset hey got your letter they decided they him had it not been for her help. lidn't want you." "Don't fret, papa," said the pale -eyed "Hey Y' Dried Uncle Zabdiel. - diplomat. "That idea of yours of giving ',Ye," cried Eudora, taking up the up this very handsome house is all non- thread of the discourse, " the meati, un - sense. Who cares what the landlord says? thread things--after all that dear, . de. Let him wait for his rent. It won't hurt rightful summer at Blackford farm, that him if he never gets it. Let the trades• saved Bess' good-for-nothing life. they people rage ; they are simply a lot of ,aughed at your, cowhide boots and chin sharks. Here's Bese, a that -class beauty, whiskers and Madeline made believe to and if she has a fair chance she's euro to cough out loud just as you do eometimes make the family fortunes. But what can tue_e any of us do with a cheap flat and cold mut- ", Well, I declare," said Uncle Zabdiel, ton for dinner ? One must have opportuni- relieving his bronchial tubes by the same ties. Just let Bess and me alone and you identical cough and growing very red. shall see what we can do." "And so," again chimed in Honore, •'you Judge Barchester, always willing to leave were to be madeito believe that we lived at the problem oflife for some, one else to 14 Currant Court and kept out of the way solve, flung thehe pile of dunning letters into „ of the company. the fire, and, buttoning a costly fur trim - ed overcoat around his portly form, took "They needs t put themselves to all that refuge in the aristocratic halls of the club, trouble, said old Uncle Zabdiel, letting while Madeline, like a faded -eyed bird of his lead drop upon his two hands. '"11 prey, fluttered forth among the milliners, thodn't wanted me, why didn't they dressmakers and modesties for the benefit say 8o .' I want no one to peril their of Bess, the debutante. souls by telling falsehoods on my account." "Everything is arranged," said she com Both the girls flew at Uncle Zabdiel with posedly. •'I ordered the supper from Van - hugs and kisses. ease. I had to pay somethingon our back We love you, Uncle Zab!" said Dora ve- inclebtedness, but I took care it should be hemoitly. "We !laird it all, even after as little as possible. Steiner sends in the flowers. We've never ordered flowers there before, as the poor fools are anxious to secure our custom. Mr. Bapper, the funny man, is to recite, Mrs. Vivyan engaged him for me. And Miss Dale will sing a Scotch ballad, There are plenty of nicer people than Bapper and Monica Dale, but every one else wants to be paid in advance." 'Bess colored. "Oh, but we will pay them, Madeline. when we're table !" said she. "We don't mean to cheat them." . Madeline laughed. "Don't be silty, Bess!" she said. "Every- one Everyone in the world is more or less engaged in cheating everybody else." "But Madeline," burst in a shrill. small voice. Madeline Barchester uttered an exclama- way, and I've made a good bargain, so tion of annoyance. folks say. I guess I'm what any cousin "You here, Nora!" said she. Listening and J udge Barchester, would call a rich man, prying as usual. Leave the room at once— and I was coming up here to end my days and Dora too." with my relations and leave 'eat my money "But we want to see Bess' new gloves and after I was dead. But everything's differ - fan," pleaded the two tall schoolgirls. ent now. I'll hire a house here—Phebe "Well, you can't, then!" Ransom—here in New York—and you and Without any ceremony Madeline pushed Lucy shall be my housekeepers. 'And I'll Honors and Eudora from the room. adopt Nora and Dors fo.r�,,,..��in,x.,0 si ' ea, "Horrid little nuisances," said she. "Bit girls, I've no daughters z12i'd y6iz�s i t ee here's a letter, Bess, that I didn't show the plaee•to me.' you." ""Oh, dear Uncle Zabdiel !" ecstatically "Another tormenting creditor?" shrieked Dora and Nora with one accord. "Worse than that. It's from Uncle Zab- Bess Barchester's "at home" was a very diel Cooper, down at the Blackford farm, tame affair. The funny man did not come where you stayed that summer you had at all. Miss Dale had such a cold that her the whooping cough. Don't you remem- voice made no impression on the company. ber?" I The wrong people all came and the right "Bess' eyes softened. A precious dimple people stayed away. Altogether it scored came out at the corner of her mouth. as a failure, in spite of Madeline's heroic " What," she cried ; " dear old Uncle efforts Zab9" A , 1 1r 00, atd�d fins, Yale' t a alt 4.gc1 ate F ;1► � J,1 .}'A'i ,1'tl l • ijay (have'ki wo file item iefq,% eye 40 1;"' tat ilk ilg tixa J17sazes ,held' iii'. *peak freely to yo . }t, one he piVid sou¢;fetch me o tali, iLttOntk n l head to 111404:1A itiui: i city,;rh000at't!worn erong lt.0_tiro18.0soot kxilew ills landlatly tyollt a gatralot.4 old capatl py, While an imlldtiorlt• ids o of sw:0y 494no,. 1 fold' the! 1 un t •Ilatu.ruily wlok0d, in humanity awaitecii the verdict o44sl404ox my pleA wrie • ler ed immediately ; It 1vwa,a cog of phenomenal interest. Two Bmice him with softest w a and all your Mang fellows of good birth, eonpanidno'reaourees oY ocinatlon. c ,epi him _arid ainco Childhod, hall 8nti thetnselvea to earn thea drirl woman you will 'le, 'n and obtain fpine.ited fovtuney ox the' latter at least, in:all, their native Place 1 Albert Musgrave 08 :out "i succeeded Beyond inY wildest 'tepee, artist Norbert Wean as a dlOQtor, Their X need not weary you with details, fly love for each ether was brotherly ; yet love dint of coach%g and presents 1 induced the Proved Alit) gulf which separated them. old dame to 'let me do as I pleased. I l3oth had been fascinated with the charms" talked to her of 'Herbert tilt her hea 1 was of a sunny.haired, brei rht.eyedl laughing turned, Then I made her my confiebinte. picture of beauty. Hee admirers were I wanted to make her lodger a pair of legion, but her favors were fairly equally slippers without his knowledge. She bestowed between then' two, offered me o pair to • measure. No. I One corning folk were horrified"with the knee, he had a pair of goloshes somewhere. report of murder. Musgrave had been shot Could I steal them for a day or two? We in his studio. A revolver was found on the searched together. Buried in a corner of the table a few inehee from the dead body. The wardrobe I found a pair. I turned them bullet, which having passed through his up. There was a cut across the sole of the head had lodged in, the wall opposite, left foot, I trembled so violently __ I nearly fitted the chamber, and was pre. let them fall, I took them to D usgrave s Mealysimilar to the 'others the si h s vhivh t o house ; they fitted the prints, exactly. 1 revolver contained, Both revolver and have had the scrapings .of the sole of the cartridges were proved to have been bought footprint analyzed by the al►emiet,•whosays by Cadson within twenty-four home of the they are identical. Brune, He was known to have been at the ' I have traced 'the suit of e1'othes, add house at the time of the murder, as nearly can prove the purchaser and date of Aur- ae possible, All those things he fully ad- uhase. But one thing remains undone. I mittod. Only one fact he denied, but this swore I saw Herbert three minutes after the was the evidence that chiefly condemned murder close to the back of the house. As him. Herbert is dark and the outwit is light, he Edna Dysart, the charmer, through jeanmhave disguised himself, which proves ousy of whom he was supposed to have designust . A local hairdresser soya he Ieilt committed the murder, ewore to seeing the same man some wigs}. whiskers, etc., for him close to the house; indeed, she had private theatricals. Certainly no private spoken to him, but he strangely passed her, theatricals have taken place;. while he had refusing to speak. The general evidence them before and returned:: them after the Whist hint was 80 ovorwhelniing, there date of the murder, so they ware in his pea - could be no doubt of the issue. The prls- seseiou then. Concerning the deed itself, oner had condemned himself by his OW111 you know Herbert aw•orc hrIeft the revoly- edinisaions, yet he emphatically. asserted er with Musgrave an hour'before." itis innocence. The eventful day of the "You astound me, a girl lap you, with trial came. Counsel had labored for and such astuteness. It passes•nlyr comprehen• against. The judge had ,summed up the sion." points of the case; the jury retired to con- ••Don't you think I have• good grounds aider. The breathless hush of suspense for his arrest?" was , oppressive. The Angel of Death "Certainly. Who is he?"' seemed almost yisible. Presently a door " Mr. 5atley, the curate.' opened. Twelve men solemnly took their Mr. Carter • fairly leaped' from his chair seats, • with an irreverent expression of surprise. "Guilty, or not guilty?" It took him some little time to,subeide into "Guilty 1" his usual calm. A piercing shriek, awful from its burden Then ho sent for the inspector of police, of agony, rang through the court. Edua's putting all details into his possession. Two unconscious form was borne out. For the hours after the officer returned to Mr. first time the prisoner quailed. Through- out the trial he had behaved with almost face. callous coolness. Her voice unmanned ""It is all over, Mr. Carter."' him. Ifo buried his face in his hands, '"What, has be confessed?" groaning aloud and trembling violently. ""Yes, in words and action, D was going With an effort he regained his znanly up to Mr. Satley's house when•' saw him hearing. coming. He was in a great hurry, carrying Asked if he had any reason. to state why a portmanteau. This, with hie face, made sentence should not be passed, he drew him- me think be knew we were after him. Miss self up, and in a firm, clear voice said : Edna was very smart, but she should have "To -day my words are an empty sound; one consulted us before she took those goloshes. Madeline drove us out of the room. We day they will have great power, though Women are so impulsive. Well, 1 lisened at the register and we made up our they will come back from the cold depths of followed him. As I expected, he went to minds you shouldn't be—" the tomb. I am innocent. No man will the railway station. I touched him,. and "Deceived and put upon 1" Nora struck in. "And please don't be vexed with us because we are Madeline's and Bess' little sisters 1 It's quite true what Dora says. We do love you. We are tired of being scolded by the girls and snubbed by papa. Please, Uncle Zab, mayn't we go back to the farm with you and • be dairy girls es milkmaids or something of thpt kind. I'm awful fond of chickens, and Dora can weed the onions and shell corn. Please, Uncle Zab 1" Tho old man suddenly straightened him- self up and dashed the big drops from his eyelashes. "No, girls," said he ; "no ! That ain't my notion. I've sold the old farm to a rail "Very dear," observed Madeline, con- temptuously, "and very delightful? Jnat the person to make a sensation at your 'at horse,' under Mra. Fitzalan's eye and raked by the fire of Mrs. Aubrey Rockingham's lorgnette 1 With his cowhide boots and 'pepper and salt trousers, and his fringe of chin whiskers, and that chronic catarrh of Itis ! My dear Bess, if we allow that old nuisance to cross this threshold on Tuesday evening it amounts to. throwing up the game at once. He's written that he's com- ing on that evening." Bess grew pale. "Oh, Madeline, what are we to do ?" s Madeline laughed. "I've managed it," said she. "I've writ- ten back to him that•we've moved to 14 Currant court. I've told Cousin Lucy Ran- som to make the bested the situation. She can personei'te you if she chooses—she al- ways had a turn for private theatricals—or she can convince the dear old bungler that he has made some mistake. Anyhow he'll be safe'until Wednesday morning, and we are safe, too." "Madeline, what a contriver you are 1" said Bess. "But I do feel sorry for Uncle Zeit!" Madeline shrugged her shoulders. "It's a poor policy to feel sorry for any- one," she observed. "And what does an old lout like that know or care whether he's snubbed or not, Bess?" Besa's heart pricked her a little, but she was an apt pupil itt the cold philosophy of her elder sister, and the arrival at that moment of a box of marron ghees for the sapper table diverted her attention from the topic under discussion. At 14 Currant court, however, the Widow Ransom was furious. "Depend upon it, Lucy," said she to her daughter, who did plain sewing for a live- lihood, "this is one of Madeline Barches- ter's sly, underhand tricks, and I've noth- ing to do with it. You personate Bess Bar- chester, indeed ! You're about as much like her as a pumpkin is like a parsnip. If Bess is ashamed of her relations let her say so candidly." "But, 'nether," pleaded meek Lucy, "what can we do ? Madeline has got a good deal of work for me among her grand friends"— "All that don't make it your duty to tell a lie, nor to act it, neither, to suit her whims," said the old lady. "And they're to have a great party on Tuesday evening, you know." "Well, suppose they are ? Didn't Bess and Madeline and the two girls spend all the summer at Blackford farm three years ago ? Uncle Zabdiel didn't make any ex- cuse for getting rid of them then, did he? I declare they've no more hearts than so many slabs of granite." At this moment, however, there was a • "By the way, girls," said the, judge, as he opened the morning paper at the mor- row's late and insipid' breakfast, "you really must write for your old Uncle Cooper to come up here, and take some notice of him. It seems he has sold the old place for a stupendous, pi ao to some railroad com- pany, whichle going to build up, a monster hotel there, with, a lot of mineral springs or some such money making eontrivanee. Downes told me all about it at the club. They call the old man the 'Blackford mil- lioneire.' I don't think he has. many rela- tions but ourselves. See to it,, Madeline, will you ? You always were the family manager." • "Yes," said Madeline gloomily, "and I begin to think I've `managed'' all Oho life oat of it." Uncle Zabdiel, however, declined to he "taken some notice of," and great was the wrath of thejudge and his two eldest daughters when they discovered, the march that Dora and Nora had stolen on thein. "If your uncle wishes to adopt any one," fnmed Judge Barchester, "there's Made - lune has the family brains. and Bess the family beauty." "And Nora and ')era have all the heart and soul there is in the family," quietly ob- served Uncle Zabdiel,"se I calculate I won't Ater my arrangements." believe me. I speak for the future,beeelse advised him not to buy a ticket, as ( believe an Avenging Justice, an 11116 •ring he would waste his money. He turned and irresistible aim, will bring truth to paler than Hamlet's ghost. :fight. Then I wish you to remember my "" 'God help me ! I was. mad. It was words. Then Herbert Carlson, who now all for her,' he said, in a quivering voice. itanils with the curse of shame of a mur- Please do not handcuff mo, he implored. .Ierer on his head, will have the. halo of a Were well, Mr. Satley,' I replied. Just :nartyr." then the shriek of an express• whistle maxlc The sentence of death was- passed, t he me start. He dropped bis bag and clashed judge being scarcely audible amidst women's across the platform, I after him" Ile won +obs. One person alone seemed unaffected. -the race. I lost a prisoner. He jumped With the quiet demeanor of a hero, H.erbcrt'clean nn to the buffers, which hurled him folded his arms to receive his doom without' off like a football, over and over:. His body t quiver. To the last momentous words, "May the Lord have mercy on your soul," he responded with a tiros bat reverent 'Amen' sunshine of this narrative isseen in, two Mr. Carter, Herbert's solicitor, waw dis- ifiices which reflect the joy of love united turbed in his office by a young lady whom eo nearly destroyed by shame and. death he at first failed to recognize Edna. What t marvellous change ! Her haggard face, large eyes, looking larger front their sunken, sockets, the tierce, determined expression of her face, made the old lawyer betray his ysi', smiling. creature of a few clays age' Inie had aged years. He invited her to A. seat, then inquired the object of heir visit. "To free Herbert Caclson. He is innocent, We are coining, bear the ringibg.; of the murmuring and I have discovered the culprit." The echoes winging lawyer looked at her but did not speak. From the farm, and home, .and hamlets, from. the '`Perhaps you ,at me made Well, 1 have Palace and rho slum been not far From it, Whileyou men. have And the woe of hnmm� wailing.seens subdued'irathe Y prerailfng pitied him and wondered, lea -weak woman, 01 the joyous children's voio , , voices that were gave worked." is lying at the mortuary nese." it Every cloud has a silvers lining. The We Are Coming, We are coming, we are coining, franothe oity'a.Husy humming, From the otitce and the workshop, chained .and '.fet- tered, bought and sold ; surprise in spite of himself. Was this the Freedom from her heights is calling, voices rising, swelling, falling ; - - "Conte, enlist beneath our banner, let your names be all enrolled, Fight for liberty and manhood, flinging, out the flag of gold." 1)g1,Ne ,fRUAicroig' "t"`f"ls `•?°J''Vr, searching NeaflDow for Srauggle,r"W1ffifir, ° A wall-kuown Lewiston bueiaeas man has been in Montreal recently, and coming home, he rode in the car near -Near Dow of Portland. On approaching the States- the oar was boardedas usual, by the Custom House ofli• ter, and, as the official wont through the: Lewiston's man's baggage, the latter whis- pered in the officer's ear, • "I. know it's mean to tell on a man, but I haute to see anybody cheating the Government or any- one else." "That old gentleman," pointing to Gest: Dow, "has a valise full of Canadian liquor. You look for it." The official looked at the Lewiston man for an instant, said "Thank yon,!.' andtturn-. ed his attention to Gen. Dow, .whom•hw dad uott,1tnow. Then followed quite a circus. He palled Mr. Dow's luggage out and gave it a very thorough overhauling. Then he asked him if that was all the baggage he had. Then he looked it over again. Of course he didn't find any liquor,and he looked his surprise as he turned,back to the Lewiston• man, who was havinone: of the beat times of bis life, and! said, "What do you say he had liquor in. his satchel for 1" • . "Don't you know that old gentleman?"flail the Lewiston man, as he held on to his sides with laughter. "No, sir." ""You don't ? Honest, don't you ?" "1"1o, sir, I do not,'^said the Government )fficial. "Who is it ?" "That," said the Lewiston man, with a burst of laughter, "That (why it's too good) -that, sir, is Neal Dow, of Maine." This being a family paper, we are unable to register just what the official said. -- Lewiston Journal. hushed and dumb. ,.tart Mothers, slaters, wives andsweethearts. swell the " Have. Yen anyevidenoB• of your state- chorus, "Yes we come -l' "Ample. The murderer: has a foot two inches longer than Herbert. He wore a pair of gold goloshes with a cut across the left sole. Herbert never possessed such things. )n that night he wore a light suit; theether 'ellow wore a dark tweed: suit, with, a red thread, rather a peculiar kind of material, tighter in weight, and cheaper." "How in the name of.all that is. rational did you leer all this?" "Thereby hangs mar .tale. I believed Herbert to be innocent. Common sense told me crime always leaves a trace far those who have eyes to see. No one ever sought. They were satisfied with super- ficial appearances. Knowing the landlord, I obtained permission to see the house. 1 searched for hours without success.. I was yielding to despair, and wanderin`r • into the hack garden. Suddenly Fido caperedabout me with something in his mouth. It was n handkerchief. I took it. A glance male may heart atop—bloodstains. 1 examined that handkerchief as a forlorn digger would gold -dust. It was a woman's: It was marked `P.H., Nox 4.' I recognized it, and knew the owneir. I emelt it. What a peculiar scent. Lrenewed my search with vigor. It was evident the eviminal had escaped by the hack. Reviving hoped fired me. Inch by inch I scrutinized doors, walls, windows, anything and everything, . large and small. For three days I hunted unceasingly. M. Zola at Loonies. "My total discoveries were some threads It must he admitted fisc that there is a of cloth torn toff while squeezing through a gond deal more rationality about many ofsmail window, bloodstains on the sash the features of the Rouean chattels which ex. arising from a cut with a rusty cite the spacial ire of the good Protestantslnail in the wood, footprints on t.hc titan moat people imagine. The researches (ground beneath the window. The of psychologists, the phenomena of hypno- ground WAS soft enough to receive tism, the strange new science of psychome-Ian impression. Very close examination revealed a peculiar iroprint with a cut across. An inspiration dawned on me— goloshes 1 From theselinks how should I form a chain? First, the handkerchief. I went to Laycoek's, the chemist. He ran- sacked his shoji, but could. not find me a scent like it. I shot an arrow at a venture. 'You sold some to Miss Harvey, I think?' `Oh, yes ; I know now, I got that especial- ly for her. I am sorry I have none left.' "I reeled out of the shop. I was on the track. 'P. H.' were Priscilla Harvey's ini tials ; this was her handkerchief. I went straight to, her house. During my stay I by the cures which he saw wrought before feigned having lost my handkerchief. She the grotto,—Review of Reviews. lent me the exact counterpart of the one I had found save that it was marked 'No. 7.' I twitted her that I knew she was in the habit of lending her handkerchiefs to gen- tlemen. She laughed and blushed. I ban- tered her into confession. She had never lent but one. She told me to whom. I in- voluntarily jumped from my chair, but had enough self-control to recover myself, pre- tending I had assumed astonishment. "Now I had fairly run down my game. How should I get into his house ? Provi 111 try, are bringing to light the foundations upon which many much contested Catholic doctrines really rest. Peychometery gives t rational basis for the veneration of relics, end it is being discovered there is more to be said for prayers for the dead, pilgrim- ages, and many other elements of faith and practice which Protestants regard as most irrational. In proof of which we need go no farther than point to the fact that M. Zola is to make the miracles of Lourdes the subject of his next romance, and that the •rest realist, who has been on pilgrimage, has been profundly interested and moved We aro coming from all stations,, from.the• thronging of all nations, We have struck for God and; freedmen--atthelip•et acorn be curled ! But our chains we slaves are brealdng,and'we feel the thrill awaking In the anthem of thanksgiving. which, we sand across the world To our brothers in (h'eit weakness,• where our banner is,untm•led,. We are coming, we are eevising 1 Hear' the bugles, hear the illumining; • Hear the tread of marehmg,artnies, see• the golden banner waves } Alcohol we are dethroning,, but the, law, his fate bemoaning, Props with Tammany his. kingdom, dotted with dishonored gravis— Forges manacles to, fetter all. be tree, rejoicing slaves. Had Thought of It, Young Man (who thinks of marryingl— Father, I—er—presume you know—er— the Billie says it is not good for man to be tions? Rich Old Gentleman (a widower)—Yes, I've 'teen thinking of that. Besides, a boy like you ought to have a mother over him, :ev- ent-, as I told the Widow Dash only yes- terday. Atchison Musings, How a man hates to give away a fifteen cent cigar ! No woman who has children regards her life as quite a failure. A man can learn more in one day's trouble than he can in a year of joy. A man who allows his head to be turned by every compliment paid hint soon ltas it twisted off. A man will ease his conscience over the way he earns a dollar by resolving to spend it the right way. A wolf•makes a mistake in wearing sheep's clothing. He never deceives any ono, and _ the sheep skin never fits him. Every task you neglect when you: go away on a vacation meets you at the depot with all its friends and relatives when,you tents back. A little of the kindness that is shown sick people when it is known they are going to die if given them sooner would perhaps save them from dying.—Atchison Globe. And her sirens of temptations ill this boasted Christian nation,. Woo and Lure thein to enslave then%, pull then backward with. their might!, Oh, shave, dull hearts and sleeping ears, deaf to human weeping! But the soils that slumbered waken? and the wronged will win the light, Just as sure as Caad,is justice,• jest as sure as right is right. —Boston. Woman's Journal. The Great Size. of London. After all, however, the greatest peculiar. ity of London, that wbieh most distinguishes it from all other•townse is its overwhelming size. It contains many open spaces, parks, and even metropolitan commons, which a'rh • How to Propose. A party of ladies and gentlemen were laughing over tho supposed awkwardness attending a decmnration of love, when a gentleman remarked that if ever he offered himself he would, do it in a collected and business -like manner. "Tor instance," he continued, addressing a lady present, "Miss Smith, I have been two years looking for a wife. I am in receipt of £400 a year, which is on the increase. ()fall the ladies of my acquaint- ance, I admire you the most. I love you, and would gladly make you my wife. Will you marry me?" "You hatter nye by your preference," good-humouredly replied Miss 14. to the surprise of all present. "I refer you to my father." The guests were. astounded. The couple, were married shortly after. Tho Grand Vizier's Little Joke.. The Shah of Persia, probably for a. little diversion, sometime since ordered: iris grand vizier -to iselfe•e *_'Pt:'_4Iall the -block- heads that held a public office in• Persia. The vizier dict as commanded and; headed the list, which wee a long one, ;with the namo of the Sliah. That worth potentate was in an excellent humor and did+ not be- come angry at the vizier's audacity, but asked why his highest minister considered hien a block -head.. "Your majesty;" replied the vines, "I have put you on the list because, two days ago you intrusted! a large sum of- money to some doubtful individuals to buys horses in other countries. The horse dealers will never return." "But what if;'they do return,??" asked the Shah. "Then 'I Anil take my lists,. erase the namo of your majesty and substitute: for it the name of the stupid horse dealers.' Asking Too Misch. "Dearest,. dearest Angelina;, am, 1 yours?" "I don't know, Mr. de Mouses ran you keep me in suspenders?" and, she looked seemly at baro. "Yes, my' own.,' "But there are other things: 1 belong to ten societies for the improvemeset of the feminine mind. Can yoatkeep. house, Mr. de Mouse? "I will try, mine own."' "And cook as your mother used to do?" "I—I will learn," "And take Fido out ovary day to walk!" "Nos" said Mr. de Mouse in a firm, man- ly voice. I draw the line at Fido. I may bo weak and effeminate, but when it comes to drawing a feeble-minded poodle along the sidewalk by a string, I m not in it. Farewell, cruel, gu-r-r.1, you have made a man of mo," and Mr. de Mouse walked out and Angelina saw hint no more.—Detroit lftoe Press. 'est becoming parks in fact, but now virtu - illy no unbtult-on ground ; and beyond the London of the County Council and the Gen- ius, on many sides we are still in town. rhe borough of West Ham, in itself an enormous town, returning two members o Parliament, and under represented with its two, the borough of Croydon, she district of Chiswick, and many others, are indistinguishable from London, tlthough outside London. Without them London proper is so vast as to make .,he crossing of it on the outside of an omni - ms from Chiswick through Hammersmith, rndKensington, and Knightsbridge, e, and Piccadilly, the Strand, Fleet Street, Lud- ;ate Hill, Cheapside, Cornhill, Leadenhall ltreet, Aldgate, Whitechapel High Street, tnd the Mile End Road, or Commercial Road East, one of the greatest sights of the world ; especially when we remember :hat in London this is not a single line of Retort. A Kean length, but that London from north tosoutlt' is as wide as from east to west it is long, An Englishman possessing a keen wit was London is a labyrinth and a beehive, both at a brilliant assembly of the elite of on an enormous,seale ; and the manner in Vienna, where a distinguished lady of that which London contrives to feed itself, to city amused herself and friends by saying live and grow constitutes the chief wonder uncourteous things to annoy him. of the world.—Harper's Weekly. "By the way, she added, "how is it that you English speak French so imper- fectly ? We Austrians use it with the same freedom as if it were our native tongue." have paid for "Madame," retorted he, "I know not, (unless it be that the French army have not been twice to our capital to teach us, all they have been to yours." News to Him. Melton—Hello ! you must the last overcoat you had. Beaver—What makes you think so ? Melton—I see you have a new one. ,aS r a ....0 •' • -