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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.
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'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"
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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.
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