The Advocate, 1887-11-10, Page 631easttee for Measure.
4007 wore epeeking, of nePuthe, of sieelt &Pei
shaees,
Which vary from V011116' to ORO HBO 114,14PO'S ;
of mouths ghat are feeeiniee, clehrty and rosy,
ttefreshieg Baia eweet wee the uniretug-,aewed
posy,
of maseunee mouths, that heture's so good
To provide With a 'hirsute awning or hood,
whieh aorieeals from the feir ono a mouth super -
As hor drapery bideth the form that's diviug,
" I thiuk Mr. ellen" eaidepesephiue Banter,
"Though your mouth is less eiwietee than a
decaliter,
shadea prefusely-With hair ,on your hp—
It excels the docantor'sefor it (+etches the clop—
think, air. Slim—exouse ny remaras—
That men hide their Mouths, because, like a,
shark's,
They're se awfoly large they woula put you to
theme,
,Ot frighten the ladies, perhaps, with the same.'
"Ines ,Tosephine Banter," euoth Slim, with a sty
..and mischievous beam in Ina twinkling eye,
"There is in ail nature—hareem, at least,
A morbid desire, each moment inereaseel,
To unravel the secrete hidden from view ;
Aud I strongly suspect the same, miss, of you."
"Ir. Sten, I declare t Yea mon are provoldugi"
"BoW so ?" inquired Slim, with mirthfulness
choking,
' You \mule lain havante think thityourmouth
is as mall
As—n0 is for instance." "Ea, ha 1 Net at
all!"
The lady with arch naivete replied,
Though it challenged the Smile she endeavored
to hide.
Well, alisejesephine, siuce yeiewould banter
R10 SO, • ^
suggest that we settle the thing at a mow ;
Or by one sweet measure, Ascertain whether
Yours is the smaller by putting them together."
SIR illJ,GIPS LOVES.
" Yes, mother," M a'low voice, Uand I
suppose Ile hes told you the news."
"What hews, my pet ?"
° " That he and ,Misa Selby are engaged.
Oh yes, I new it directly I saw the letter.
It is good of him to tell us so soon. I
am glad; you must tell him we are gid,'
motile r."
" Will that be the truth, Fern 2" looking
at her doubtfully.
"One ought to be glad whenone's friends
are happy," was the unsteady answer. "If
he lovas her, of course he must want to
marry her. Crystal says she is very hand-
some and looks so nice. You must write
a very pretty letter to him, mother, and
say all sorts of kind things. And it is for
us td be glad that he has got his wish, for
I think he has not looked quite happy
lately." And Fern folded up her work in
her old business -like manner, and then
Went about the room jauttinglittle touches
here and there; and if she were a little
pale, the dusk soon hid it. Mrs. Trafford
had no fault to find with her daughter that
evening; nevertheless she didnot feel easy;
she thought girlish pride was bidding her
conceal she wound, and that in reality her
child was unhappy.
If any one had asked Fern what were her
feelings when she saw that letter in
her mother's hands she would have
answered most truly that the did not know.
When a long -dreaded trouble that one
knows to be inevitable at last reaches one,
the mind seems to collapse and become
utterly blank ; there is a painless void, into
which the mental vision refuses to look.
Presently—there is plenty of tirete ; life is
over long for suffering—we will sit down
for a little while j3y the side of the abyss
which has just swallowed up our dearest
hopes. a 4.`.0. •
Numbnets, which was in reality death in
life, blented Fern's feelings as she worked
and talked, and fulfilled her little duties.
When she went up to her room, and looked
at Crystal's empty bed, she thought the
Toone had never looked so desolate. She
undressed slowly, with long pauses, during
which she tried to find out what had hap-
pened to her; but, no real consciousness
came until she laid her head on the pillow
and tried to sleep, and 'then found her
thoughts active. And the darkness seemed
to take her into its black arms, and there
seemed no rest anywhere. They were all
over—those beautiful dreams that had glori-
fied her life. No bright -faced young prince
would ride out of the mist and carry her
away; there would be no more kind looks
full of deep wonderful meanings for her to
remember over her work; in the morning
she would not wake and say, "Perhaps he
will come to -day ;" no footstep woula make
r heart beat more quickly; that springy
trea Id never sound on the stairs ag
Be was go f her life, this friend o
hers, with his mer h, and his boyish
ways, and that pleasant s thy that was
always ready for her.
Vern had never imagined that sue
possibilities could wither up the swee
bloom of youthful promise; she had never
felt really mieerable exeept vvhen her father
died, and then she had been, only a child.
She wondered in a dreary, incredulous
way if this was all liferneant to bring her—
every day a little, teaching, a little work,
qui tinge with her mother, long
8 , • ta tba em to lead nowhere; iie
adows ; no rs ; no pretty things
e ept in the shop ridoWs ; weruld sh
st live over Mrs. Wa ' • s' when she was
. • woman
how empty and mea
she m
Are you eake still, my dar
• • ed, tossing restlessly
•
all seems,"
her hot
asked her mother,
tive sympathy had le. • er o her elan
door, and she had heard that impatie
little speech. " What iethematter,clearett;
you will tell your mother, will yen not ?"
i4 Oh, naother, why have you come ? I
'never Meant you to know. But here she
broke down, and deepen her mother's neck
oonvulsively. I am glad—I Will be glad
that he is happy '; but oh, mother, I want
him so—I want him so," And then Mrs.
Trafford knew that the Wound Vas deep—
very deep indeed.
CHAPTER XIX,
—every one but, one, and that wee ter
husband.
Had Sir Hugli'o indifference Imp* bin?
blind? for he pompletely ignored the idea
of any change in her. She was pale and
thin—very thin, they told him. Hugh said
he supposed it was only natural; and when
they opolte of her broken test and
failing appetitehe Boa that was natural
too.
They must take better ore of her, and
net let her do se mneh. That was his sole
remark and then, when she came into the
PEI001 a few minutes afterwards to bathe'
hi@ aching head, and read him to deem pr
to sit fanning the teasing thee from him Or
the hour together, Hugh never seemed to
notice the languid step, or the pale tired
face out of which the levels color had
faded.
His Wee Wifie was such dear,' quiet
little nurse, he said, and with that scant
meed of praise Fay was supposed to be
satisfied.
But she knew now that all hie gentle
looks and words were given her out of sheer
pity, or in colder leindnees, and shrank from
his caresses as n;pioh as she lied oncesought
thein; and often, as she spoke 'td him, the
shamed conscious color rose suddenly to
her fair face, arid broken breaths so
impeded ter utterance that her only gaiety
was in silence. Scarcely more than wohild
in year, yet Fay bore her martyrdom
nobly. Unloved, unhelped, she girded on
her heavy cross and earned it from day to
day with a resignation and courage ths,t
was truly womanly; and hiding all her
wrongs and her sorrows from him, only
strove with her meek young ways to win
him. yet.
But as time went on her love and
her suffering increased, and the
distance widened miserably between them.
Sometimes When: her trouble was very
heavy upon her—when lIngh had been
more than usually restlees, aha had spoken
irritablYi and'Alia!rplY31,•tn her—she would
breb,k- down ' utterly, and 'Tieiltle her face
against his in a moment's forgetfulness, and
cry softly.
Then Hugh would wonder at her, and
stroke her hair, and tell her that she had
grown nervous by staying at home so much;
and then he would lecture her a little in a
grand martial way about taking more care
of herself, until . she dried her eyes, and
asked him to forgive her for being so foolish;
and 80 the pent-up pain. that was within her
found no outlet at all.
," Oh, if he will not hive nie—if he will
not " try to love me, I mast die,"
cried the -poor child to herself; and
then she would creep away with a heart-
broken look on her face and sob herself to
sleep.
Ah, that was a bitter time to Fay; but
she bore it patiently, not knowing that
the days that were to follow should
he still more full of bitterness than this.
Sir Hugh was getting better now—
from the hour he had seen Margaret
there had been no relapse; but he was
struggling through his convalescence
with a restless impatience that was
very trying to all who came in contact
with him.
He was longing for more freedom and
change of air. He should never grow
strong until he, went away, he told Fay;
and then she understood that he meant to
leave her. But the,, knowledge gave her no
fresh Pain. Sift had Buffered so much that And the urgent letters that were sent "Yon must not excite yourself, my
even,he could not hurt her more, she did not reach Sir Hugh for a 'long lady," observed the nurse, anxiously; but
thought. She only said to him once in time, for he was wandering about she might as well have spoken to the wind,
her shy way, You will be at home in time, Switzerland; He had carelessly altered for Fay seemed to have forgotten her
Hugh; you will not leave me to go through his route and had forgotten to tell presence.
it all alone?" And he had promised faith- Fay aa. " Oh, Hugh, my darling husband!" she
fully that he would come back in plenty of But on his homeward route, which was exclaimed, as the door opened; and the
time. not until the six weeks were past, tender rose flush deepened in her cheeks as
And the next morning she found him he found a budget awaiting him at Inter- she stretched out her hand to him with her
dressed earlier than usual and standingby
the window of the library, and exclaimed at laolaen. old smile.
Hugh was deeply shocked when he Hugh stooped over the couch and kissed
the improvement; and Hugh, moving etill . heard of his wife's danger, and her, and then sat clown with rather
languidly, bade her see how well he could blamed himself for his selfishness in leav- a dissatisfied expression on his face; he
walk. " 1 have been three times round.the
room and once down the corridor," he said, ing her.
The trip had refreshed him, but the idea
with a smile at his own boasting. " 1°- of returning home was still irksome to him.
morrow I shall go out in the garden, and He had enjoyed his freedom from domestic
the next day I shall have a drive." ' restraint; and he planned a longer route
And a week after that, as they were that should end in the Pyramids, when
standing together on the terrace, looking Fay was strong and well again. It would
towards the lake and the waterliliee,Hugh, not matter then; but he was a brute, he
leaning on the coping, with a brighter look confessed, to have left her just at that time.
than usual on his wan facie, spoke cheerfully Then he added in self•extenuation that he
about the arrangements for the next day's was not quite himself.
and write lopg letters to me, end tell me
hew you are getting on?,'
Yes, Hugh," she replied, quietly ; and
then he put her down f rem hip artms, She
had taken the flower from his buttot-hole,
and stood fondling it long after he had
driveoff.
"Had yell pot ,better lie down, my lady ?lc
Mrs, Her seid to her a little while after-
wards, when elie found her still standing in
the middie of the room; and she teok bola
of her gently, for she did not like the look
in my lady's eyes at all; and then she
laid her down on the couch, and ,neVer lett
'her entil she had fallen asleep, like a child,
for very trouble.
And then she went down and spoke put
her mind. to Janet; andthesubsta,nee of her
'
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possess mm
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SWOP POt1 root, sloop sea rest,
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nest, on mother's broAst,
-e ether iI1 pone) to thee soon
Father will cane to his babe in the aept,
silver Bane alt uut•vt the west
outlier the silver moon :
Sleep thy little ono, Bleep, my pretty 000, pleop,
Ten/owe.
It was on a hot thundery July afternoon
that Sir Hugh entered Redmond Hall, weary
and heated and dusty, and thoroughly
ashamed of himself.
There aro SOMO MOO WhO hate to be
speech might he getheted from the oopoluct-
reminded of their own shortcomings—who
mg sentence. • . are leo proud and impatient to endure seif-
o And I am sorry to say it, janet, of any humiliation, and who would rather go
one to whom I am beholden for the bread I through fire and waterthan own themselves
eat, and whom I have known since he was in the wrong. Sir Hugh was one of these.
a baby; but in spite of his bonnie looks and , Despite his moral weakness, he was a Red
-
pleasant ways, Sir Hugh is terribly selfish; mend all over, and had a spice of the arro-
and I call it A sin and a shame for any man gance that had belonged to them in old
to leave a sweet young creature like that at feudal days, when they had ruled their
such a time. What oat he expect if she vassals most tyrannically. And especially
goes on fretting herself to death M this did he hate to be reminded by word or deed
way ?" • that his conduct had not been faultless;
Fay could not tell why she felt -so strangely his conscience made him uncomfortable
weak the hext day when she woke up, and enough, for he was really kind-hearted in
Mrs. Heron could not tell either. She did spite of his selfishness; Wit did not improve
not fret; she did not oven seem unhappy ; matters when Mrs. Heron met him in the
she was too tired for anything Of that Sort, hall, and:quite forgetting her usual stately
she said to herself ; but day after day she manners, suddenly buret out, while
lay alone in her little room with closed eyes her tearful eyes gave emphasis to her
and listless bends' while Nero lay at her words •
feet wondering why his little mistress was " Oh, Sir Hugh, I am grateful and thank -
so lazy, and whyshe wasted these lovely ful to see you again, for WO thought my
summer naornings indoors instead of ruu- lady would have died in her trouble; for,
ning race e with him and Pierre. ' bless her dear heart, she fretted herself
No, she was not ill, she assured them, cruelly when you left her, and ore's the
when Mrs. Heron and the faithful Janet pity 1'
came to look after her, and to coaxher with The housekeeper Jiad meariVilo reproach
all kinds of dainties; the was only BO tired, to her master, but Sir Fkgli's uneasy con -
and would they not talk to her, for she felt science took elan:mew Nese.,
as though she could never- sleep enough; "Thank yeenMrs. Heron," with icy
and would some one tell Sir Hugh so when politeness, " ram deeply indebted to you
they wrote to him, for he would get no long for reminding me of my shortcomings.
lettere from her now—she had tried to Ellerton, be good enough to tell Lady Red -
write, but her hand was too weak to hold mond's nurse that I am here, and that I
the pen. But for all that she would not wish to see my wife at °mei" and he
own she was ill; it was only the heat that passed on in a very bad humor indeed,
made her so lazy, she said again and again. leaving Mrs. Heron thoroughly crest.
No, they must only tell Sir Hugh that she fallen by her master's unexpected
was very tired.
"rc
But when a few more days had 'Elalsemrt011 was an old servant, and he
passed, .Mrs. Heron thought she had ventured to remonstratebefore carrying out
been tired long enough, and sent for Dr. this order.
Martin. " Will you not get rid of a little of the dust
He looked very grave when he saw her, of your journey, Sir Hugh, and have
and Fay smiled to herself, for she said, "The some refreshment before you go up to my
timeis very near now, and then he thinks lady?"
that I shall die." "You have my orders, Ellerton,"
But Margaret's reproachful speech came returnedhis master, curtly; and he ascended
back to her—" Would you wish to die with. the staircase with the frown still heavy on
out winning your husbend's love?" and to his f ace.
the edema of the good housekeeper she gild- 1 He did not like to feel ashamed of
denly became hysterical and begged her to himself, and this was his mode of show -
send for Sir Hugh. ing it.
But her piteous request was forgotten Fay lay on a condi in her bedroomlook-
for a time, for 'before night her life was in ins very lovely, in her white tea -gown
danger. trimmed with lace, with her brown hair
Hour after hour the desolate young hanging in long plaits, and a little rose -leaf
creature looked death it the face and found color tinting her cheeks. She was listening
him terrible, and called out in her agony with a beating heart for the well-known
that she was afraid to die unless Hugh footsteps; as they sounded at last in the
would hold her hand; and for many a long corridor and she heard his voice speaking to
day after that Fay did not see her baby Ellerton, she sat up, flushed and
boy, for the least excitement would kill her, trembling, and under the soft shawl some -
the doctor said, and her only chance was thing that lay hidden stirred uneasily asshe
nerfect ouiet. moved.
journey.
e was far from well, she told him,
nd she hoped Saville would
care of him ; and he must
r. Martin's prescriptions,
he said that night.
, when the servants
were tmanteaus on the
earriage, 80 into thoblueroom
to bid her good-bye, all Fay's courage for-
sook her, and she said, piteously, "Oh,
Hugh, are you really going to leave me?
Oh, Hugh, Hugh'!" And, as the sense of
her loneliness rushed over her, she clung to
ly*
him in a perfect angtusweeping. Sir
Hugh's brow grew dark; he hated scenes and
especially sueh scenes as these. In his weak-
ness he felt unable to cope with them, or to
understand them,
Fa " said, remonstrating with her,
ish," and Fay knew by
was; but she was
het young way
erness of death.
s he unloosened
nate grasp, and
" do you know
?" and then he
e was such a
that I should
t away, but yon
e. Now I gum-
like this, for if you dry so you
urF3elf ill; therefore, if you
e go quietly I cannot go
sa
take gr
Still folio
and that was a
t the next
the
A OLIMPBE OF TTIE DARE VALLEY':
Not alone utikindness
Betide a WOWOLII'S heart;
Oft through sithtler phnelegs
Wives aim Mothers
lrholigli.the cora of silvee
Never feel 8 strain;
Though the goklen language
Ceram bot whore yo dwell,
Yet reniaineth gomethiug
Whieb, with its oWn pain,
Beeelis the finer bosom
Whence true love doth Well,
thit4 1i&I itkiw 7:iettstizt.
Te be loved and love,
Yet should love's hive withee
Then to die were wen.
Pldlip Stanhope TVoratey,
41
0 •
• ver
is voice how vexe
past minding it now.
She was tasting the b
" My dear," he continue
et hands from their pass
d them firmly in hie,,
a silly child you ar
at his own words,
told you befot"
until I w
rale
never
evidentl
not leave
will make
will not let
at all."
"No, no,"
go angry With
bear it,"
" Well, will you
little Werriaii and n
am gone? " he Wen
1 iS only six weeks, y
have ptoteised to be
'1 Yee, yes, I
answered, "and 1 w'
williHugh; Only tell Me you Aro not angry
.
with mo before you go, and call inc your
Wee Wide as yon used when you firet
brought me home ;' and she held up het Wet
fece to him as though She were a &lid
wanting to be kiseed and forgiven,
" You foolish birdie," lie mild; laughing,
o y t
Every Mie noticed at the Itell that Lady 1 done yet, There, you will take °eke of
liedinotal was sadly altered in thoaa days yourself( My ovhi Wee Wide, will yeti net;
10
he golebed;' "don't be
e, Hugh, for I cannot
tortilla) Me to be a brave
t fret after me when I
On More gently. "It
u kilo*, Fay, and I
ack in time,'
otit you Will," she
be good—indeed I
but lie logged het Met f ndl th ft he hal
thought they had made a fuss to frighten
him and bring him home—she did not look
so very ill after all.
" I could not come to tneet you, love,"
she said, with a little clasp of his hand, and
she kissed it in her old way, ahd laid it against
her face. •
" My dear Fay," heremonstrated, and bit
his lip. "Nurse, you dah trust your patient
in my care. I will ring for you in a little
While." Then, as the doer closed behind
And one lovely Summer morning, when her, he said in a vexed tone, "Fay, why
Fey lay like a broken lily on her pillow, are you so childish? you know that Ithjeet
and looked languidly out upon the worli to demonstration before the servants, and
and life, they brgaight her baby to her and have told you so, and yet you never seem to
laid it in her weak arms; and Fay gazed remeather ; de try to be a little more digni7
wonderingly into a dimpled tiny face and fied, my dear, and wait till we are alone."
blue -grey eyes that seemed to her the And this to her who had come baelt
counterpart of Hugh's eyes; and then, as to him through "Tho _Valley of the
she 1 elt the sea breathing of the warm Shadow Of Death," bringing his boy With
nestling thing against her shoulder, and her I
saw the crumpled ho,ndon her breast, a new, Fay became very white, and drew her
stamp flood of happiness came into her hand away. "You do net seem to reizienthee
starved
hate very ill I have been," shefaltered, &Rd
"11.ngl'e:blriitla bey," she whispered, and then the baby's blind Wandering touches
tender look thi
shone n her eyes; and then over' her breast soothed her.
she added, "he will love me for my baby's Hugh grew a little reinerseful.
sake." " My dear, I eesitte you 1 heve not fez. -
And she was very happy in her belief. gotten it; I,was very grieved to hear it, and
As long as they would let her, she lay to know that yen should have been
oradliegher boy in her feeble arms and alone in your trouble ; but wag it my fault,
whispering to him about his father; and Pay? Did yen keep your lateinifie to
whint;Hbeenswiigdineath-neeoteirnotey swhheet would. lie wake me not to fret yourself when I was
happily trying to heat baby's soft breath, gone?"
in the bassinet beside het, andif he woke "1 kept My prattled," she replied,
ancl cried, the would ask the hurse to lay , oietly ; "the fretting and the Mischief
. Were done before, Wo Will not titlk about
he is With his my illnees; it ig trio bad even to think of it.
mother," She would say, with maternal Have you nothing else to say to
pride. "He is always so good With me ; me, Hugh? De you not wish to see our
indeed, I natter knew Stitch a geed baby," I boy ?"
which was not wonderful, considering her I Hugh darted, conseitaide-steickeithe
experience had been confined to dittharine'e had forgotten hie child altogether; andthen
baby at the lodge. And if the nurse hum- he laughed off his codes*,
oted her, Fay. would cover the little downy, " Oar boy 1 what an important'Wed
head with n°186104'4 kisses, and tell him Wide.Yee show hirn to me b Mee"
y ns.
not to cry, fer father was totaling Do you mean you have get him &laor that
home to 1OVe them ittid take este of thein shawl ?"
both.Yes; is Ile net good?" returned Fay,
you wilIlove me neW yes, I kitene you proudly; she hadfergotteil Huglial coldness,'
will, Hugh," she Would teurtnutgoftly wheti now, as the dtete 'back the flimsy covering
the baby was shuitheting peacefully in his , and showed him the tiny fair face within
blieeeete again, and nurse had begged Lady her Armin "There, is he not a beauty ?
Redmond not to think ttey mere bout 'Mired sett she hes never seen a finer baby
Motet Baby; but to go to sleep. And , bey for his size: He ia small noW, bet he
as She obediently 'closed her eyes, the ; will grow; he had 'shell keg feet and hands
happy there, Weida 'goal through her eye- ; that, she iissetee Me, he Will be it tall Men,
1id. Mrs. Hetoti eaye he ie tlibeeugh Redniond;
Peet innedent OIIIId whet- Ad :fie,d first Leek at his heir like ilosg silk, only IMO;
ditkeeVered that Thigh alit net leVe lice,her and he hag your forehead; dear, and your
despair lied nearly eoet hot her life; but no , eyes Oh, he will be just like bleb:thee, the
goemet Vas her baby brought to her than ; dittigl" •
1160 tendeed, for from the clothe a her t. lie?" tettirliecl Hugh, dithiotiely,
sanguine heart she believed that by her and ho tOR0110a him rather awkwardly—ho
bey'e help she should Win hie love; not had riever noticed A baby closely befere, and
knowing in her ignotenee thittIlligit might he was not roueli impressed with his wawa
possibly care nothing for the din thotigh isa appearatee; there was Such 15 rennedef Iuo
thought, and he featuree to be 0114
featutee, and he 'led %telt ioiosulpus,
hutten of a mouth. "Po yen really catt
jg 41113 habY.; 11'4Y ?"
.4Fjne 1 hou1d think so; the smallhesa
does not niatter a bit. You will bee bigmen
ecnte time, t:py beauty, for you are the very
image of your father,
Me be eentiiill944
Crude 011 In Wickman -lase
Crude oil has been applied an fuel by
Me80113, 4•'• L• Sword 4Su8on, Olevelenn,
their Bessemer event° brickworks, and+
with such exeellent results that they ilaYe
already contracted for a one-Itemdredth,
rrel tank to supply their works. l'he
arches in the molester kiln, containing some
20,000 bricks, are heated by twenty-four
butters. The oil flow is regulated by an
ordinary etop-cook, and at the point a
ignition is met by a steam blast, supplied.
by the boiler that furnishes power for the
brickmaleing machines. Simple pipe burn-
ers are used with good results, 'patella of
having to heat the brick seven daYa!kte with'
coal or wood, four days' burning with oil
makes a far better quality of material,
When the oil is ever so economically fed
there is a surplus of heat. Within fifty
minutes of starting the fires the weter-
smoke was started out of the brick. There
isn't a cold spot in the kiln, The arches
are evenly heated, and one man attends to
the tiring and regulating of the oil flow
where three stokers were formerly em-
ployed. The firm is about to start off
another mammoth kiln built on the Mor-
rison plata, and supplied with eight burners
in place of twenty-four, one burner heating
three arches. By an ingenious contrivance
the flame is directed agaihst a bridge wall,
when it is distributed with equal force into
the three arches.
Odd Things in Turkey.
In many villages the young men buy ce
Wife for IGO or $100, for which they get in.
debt, and in order to pay it they are obliged,
to leave home and go to Constantinople
and work from three to five years. Not
unfrequently they never get out of debt.
In Constantinople and Smyrna the case is,
quite different. There parents are gener-
ally obliged to give a house, a good round
sum of money, or set a young man up in
business in order to induce him to take
their daughter off their hands. We also -
meet with some very queer names in this
country. I will give you a few specimens,
with their translations into English : Mr.
Paniryermagin, Mr, Son -of -won't -eat -
cheese; Mr. Varyertnagin, Mr. Son -of -
won't -eat -what -there -is; Mr. Kooroobite
lukgian, Mr. Son-of-dry•fish•dealer ; Mr.
Geniehian, Mr. Sou -of -the -work -of -the -
devil; Mr. Luyabotmas, Mr. Son -of -won't.
sink -in -the -water; Mr. Koozookebobian,
Mr, Son -of -roast -lamb. It is very common
to call a man by the name of his traae, or
hat of his father, as John Son -of -a -mer-
chant, Samuel Son -of -a -teacher, Alexander
Son -of -a -slipper -maker. Miriam Papa -
zoloo means Mary Daughter -of -the -son -of -
a priest.—Lewiston (Me.) journal.
Tenpennyworth of Glory.
There is a Inovement in England for an
increase of the pension of John Divane, the
private soldier who won the Victoria Cross.
by leading the way to the capture of the
Cashmere Gate at the storming of Delhi.
He lost a leg on that occasion. "There
was," he says, "a hitch and then a call for
'Who'll Ettorm the battery 2' And the
bhoys said, Johnny, you go on and we'll
be afther ye.' And I said, • Come on,
bhoys, death or glory l' And we went on,
and presently I fell down, and when I came
to ineself I found iny leg gone, and I said:
'Never mind, John DiVane, my bhoy,here's.
a shilling a day for ye for life.' And when
I heard the list of pinsions read out and
, heard I'd only tinpince a day I eroid."'
Diveate did not get the " death" he chal-
lenged, but the tenpennyworth per day of
glory " which he did get does not seem
much of a reward for the man who started
the turning point of the capture of Delhi,
and therefore of the suppression of tha
mutiny. He is now 64 years old, and gets
a living by peddlizig fish in a donkey -cart
at Penzance.—Ex.
Among the Mexican Tellers.
"Here 1 bring you a piece of cloth fOr a
pear of pantaloons," says a customer.
The tailor measures it. It is not
enough."
The customer gathers up the cloth and
carries it to another tailor.
" Is there enough of this piece to make
me a pair of pantaloons?"
"Yes, sir; day after to -morrow I will
send them to you by my some'
The boy Comes with the pantaloons two
days later. The customer notes that the
youth is wearing a jacket made of the same
piece of cloth.
"Boy, how is this that the other tailor
said that there was not enough cloth for a
pair of pantaloons, and your father halt not
only macle'my pantaloons but also a jacket
for yini out of the piece? "
" Sir, the son of the other tailor is a
much bigger boy than I am."
A. Model Illisband •
kodel Husband (boastfully)—Yes, gen-
.
Canon, I've been married ten years; and
never spent a tight away from home ye :
Doubting Thomas—Large and interesting
family, eh ?"
"Only three of us."
Have one &lid, eh 7"
No, the other is my wife's Mother."
The Tailor's Suggestion.
" I see you're printing a good deal about
the corteot thing in fall styles,?' said a
tailor to an editor.
" Yes, sir,"
"Weil, While you're going M en that
tack simphse you print something about the
correct thing lb settlement �f bills."
The sixth auntmicataa ia n Shipping List
--...—_—
; .
wits issued yesterday by the Marine Depart-
ment. Among other valuable etatistios, it
shears that Canada is the fourth maritime
kitate in the world.
Dr, Bell, Who had been tip berth of the
Ottawa, deacribes tlie etiuntry beyond Inike
Temiscatningue asi the rollghest he has &vet
scan. This ie the territory defined by Mr'.
Mercier foe Qcfebee.
The deed body of R. Colliben, Secretary
of a ConsekVative Building 'Society et Hell,
has heel' f build iloatintt ifi the Ifulmbet,
Ilia books show defalceautita to the datount
of Z20,000,
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