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" The enttne mart In the liesteltep:"
When 1 was as little boy, Meg Doge,
Awe spoke of the theatre a.$ "" alOwY'
Vile Jim, 040 ehet 1 wout 0 see,,
IXOther's brother it wee eeele ate;
(1Sie uttele, t emeree, though he eeemetete
Only a, boy --1. loved bite se),
And ale, hOW plearant he tuede it ell
And the dilute, be leuew that I. .81101114 kl4 —
The stege, the "drop," mud the frescoed wall;
The eaidatel flash oe the liehtet and oh,
The evillest u with its melody,
and the lilt and jiliela 3611d j
Of " Vee Little Mae M the
Thishop,"
or Imola slimed me "The Leader " there
Wilei Ms pale, Week forelipad and long bee&
Lair ;
ShOwed tne the " Seemad," and "'Celle," awl
"Besea
Aad tee • le elate peutfue and poielug his face
At the dttle end a elie beim he blew
Silver buliblee and muse) througLi;
And he eolu,d me ileums of Welt eacb in turn,
Cleae Oa down to tile leet aud best,
The liv .ly little mete never at refits
Who Indeti away at the oad of the string,
Thas's "Tho Little elan in the
Thashope,
Baltieg a dram like a ratt:e of hail
Clieltiug 8 (*.Luba or etigteuet;
Chirping a ie. titer or seytding a wail
Through a piocelo that thrills me yet ;
Beeleig ef riotous bells,
And ti, s logles ot triangles—
Wraugled end teueleil iuhkeixis of sound
Till it seem d thee my very soul went round,
As I leeuetd, in 4 breethle.se joy, towards,my
Radiant ueele, imapped his eye
And said, with PCeourtliest wa,ve of his hand :
"Why, dint little inester of an the bend
• The Little klan in the
Tinshop.'''
Ard I've heard Verdi, Um Wonderful,
And Paaiui a gfl Ole Bull,
Mozart, Haw el and Meudelssohn,
And fair Barepa, whose matchless tone
Carl, ber nnieter, with magic bow,
Blent with the augels, and held her so
Traimed till the rapturoue luanito—
And l've heard arias, feint and low,
From umuy an op, ratia light
Glitemeriug ou iny swimming sight
Dimmer and dimmer, until, at last,
I still sit, holding my ruses fast
For " The Little Man in the
Tinshop,"
Oh! nay Little Man, joy to yon—
And yours—awl theirs—your lifetime through
Though I've heard melodies, boy and man,
Since first '• the slow' of my life began.
Never yet have I lieteued tj
Sa,dder, tuadder or gladder glees
Than your inharinunied harmonies,
Fur yours is the music that appeals
To all the fervor a boy's heart feels—
All his glories, his wittiest cheers,
rMs bravest hopes, and his brightest tears;
And so with his first bouquet he kneels
To "The Little Man in the
Tinshop."
—Janzes Whiteiimb Riley.
The Spirit Rosebud.
Baby is dead—speak low, step light;
How teanquil is her rest!
Her tiny hauds were placed lost night
Upon her waxen breast.
And when tniurn broke calm and bri
he ght,
And deep was our despair,
We gazed upon her fece so white,
Ana raw 8 rw,ec smile there.
The mourning mother sobbed aloud
As she her darling scanned;
And while each head in sorrow bowed,
Sbe fixed witniu its hand
A tiny rosebud, fresh and sweet
Which roued its perfume shed.
'Thi,,this," she moaned. 'ss emblem meet
For my dear, precious dead!"
Next day, while sorrowing neighbors stood
Holding sweet flowers of spring,
The tiny rosebud, red as blood,
bho,,ted signs of opening,
And ere the fu ieral rites were through,
Each mourner in the room
Thrilied with astonishmenteo view
The bud buret in full bloom.
The clergyman, with trembling.voice
And deep emotion, said:
"Reeeice, my sorrowing friends, rejoice I
r The beby is not deo.ds
God in his loving tenderness,
This token sweet hes given,
That she who budded in distress
Is blooming now in heaven!"
—New York 'Weekly,
Bachelor and Benedict.
Once I Was a bachelor
Full of airs and graces,
Scanning with my quizzing glass
All the pretty faces.
Thinking all the glances east
Out from silken lashes,
-Glances soft, and sweet, and shy,
Due to my moustaches.
Tripping daintily along
Iu my patent leathers,
Walkiug daily down Broadway
In all sorts of weathers.
.e..Tow I am a Benedict, .
Cutting no mere dashes;
Money goes for dresses rich,
Velvet cloaks and sashes—
Goes for counterpanes and quilts,
Kettles, pots and ladles,
Crockery -ware aud cooking -stoves,
Itockiug-chairs and cradles.
No more midnight suppers now,
No more gay wirousai ;
Latch -key hung up on 8 nail
eluce my late espousal.
The Bo4ton Minister's Bad Break.
The minister's brow was sad, .
The minieter's heart was sore,
Thegirls of his church were mad,
The young widows even more.
Because he'd chosen to wed,
In some distant town out West,
A maiden not Boston bred—
'Twas very bad taste at best.
And his friends fell off apace,
For no woman can able°
That minister's fall from grace
Who marries a stranger bride.
But be squared things .with them see
And wasn't disturbed a fig,
By getting a Western cell
At a salary twice al big.
Will the Queen Abdicate 7'
The Journal publishes the following
under London date: 11 is now said on the
highest official authority, as well as being a
matter of common gossip in Parliament
and at the °labs, that the Qaeen is seri-
ously considering the etep of abdicating the
British throne. The reoent reception of
the Prince of Wales by the German Em-
peror has bed a great effeot on the aged
Qaeen, WhO iS 310W convinced that her oon
ought to have a chance to play the leading
role in Enelnewl during the rest of her life,
which is certeta to be short The Queen's
bodily infirmityls increasing toad she is so
rapidly ranning to flesh that massage is
necessary to assist her breathing. One
strong obj• ction tbe Queen has to ebdioat.
ing is the contingency of being called
ex-Qneen. She wishes to assnme the title
of Queen Reaent for the reet of her life.
A speoial bitl will be introduced into Par•
liarnent when she is williog to resign the
actual throne, and the Prince of Wales will
be crowned King of Englaed and Emperor
Of India.
lir/Ong Girls to Marry.
The tendeney of soma foolish married
women to pursue& yourig women to regard
anerriage PIA chi,uCnd ef life le thus
dealt with by i he Patebeing Chronicle -Vele.
graph : Atte, rate with an:intelligence above
She grade of mu idiot ought to know that
bad mi i� abou the moat unfortunate
thine which (wand befell any vvoman, and
that it would be infinitely better to remain
angle then recklessly merry just for the
slake of marring. No people ought to
know thie better then those who ere already
Merried, and yet the women who sternest
miserableiuu 1,1Tat relation endeavor to
goad prudent t oung women into precipitate
aegegentente. AL self-respecting nutiden
will not nridttly osoupy ber mind with
ttonglite of martiege, end she will do well
et the ontset o her eereer to obsetve Wen
With diserintittatton, and riot be betrayed
IMO impttidence by the foolitth theater of
Older' women. She 10 the best enetodian Of
her cein happieem
ADOPTED BY THE DEAN
A STORY OP TWO COUNTRIES,
OTIAPTEL1 IX.
The jouruey wee a sad one. Now that
the partiee had really oome, Kspetance
longed to stay, and Gaeperd, though his
resolve was qatte inarnoveble, felt as if he
were leaving bis heart in Peris. Vet; tet),
all their fellow -passengers were sad elnd
despoedine, and the merder of Clement
Thomas termed the staple of conversetiene
whioh did hot teed to raise Gesperd's
spirite.
Every one seemed relieved when they
arrived at Calais ; this bnittle at the station
the hurried searoli for luggage, and going
on board the steamer, all served to divert
their thoughts, It was not till they had
fairly etarted, that Esperenoe realized.that
they had actually lett France, and then a
strange, dreary feeling of honaeleesness
orept over her,
and she gazed at the reced-
ing shore thtough a mist of teats. ;But in
a minute or two Gaspard, glancing d6wii,
saw laer trouble, put his arm round her
proteotingly, and wlaispered, 1( Cott age,
dear 1 we are doing what oar father wiehed.
I do not doubt for a moment that it is best.
You will try to bear it ? "
And Esperanoe, lookieg up with eves full
of love and trust, mid, h I will bear any-
thing—everytbing, with you "—uncon-
sciously repeating the words with whiolt
she had answered her father when they
were leaving the °bateau,"
The landing at Dover was inexpreasibly
dreary.la was dark, and cold, and windy.
All the French maseengers were in a fever
of good-tempered anxiety about their lug-
gage, and the few English passengers made
matters worse by their cool colleotedness,
and seemed persistently to stand in every
one's way.
Esperanoe was hurried along, she knew
not whither—nor oared, so long as she had
hold of Gaspard s arm—and eventually
found herself safely in a railway carriage;
being soanned from head to foot -by sundry
pairs of English eyes. She, herself, took a
rapid survey of her fellow -travelers,
wondered why they were so quiet; hoped
Shat in the course of their staring they
wonld notice Gaspard's honorable soar,
and, after an aeitmated discussion with her
brother, as to the comparative merits of
French and English railway eocomodation,
settled herself comfortably and went , to
sleep, her heading resting on Gaspard's'
shoulder.
She awoke just before they remelted
Viotoria Station, feeling dreadfully tired
and hungry. The English travelers had by
this time thawed a little, aud two or three.
of the gentlemen were talking together,
Esperanoe deoided that English was
certainly the harshest and moat wearisome
of languages.
Then came the araive.1 at the station, the
crowded platiorm, the pushing and strug-
gling toward the luggage van, finally a civil
porter, a springless cab, a drive to the
cheapest hotel in the neightiordhood, des.
pairing .attempts at Euglish speaking, and
a bight's rest.
Esperance awoke the next morning much
refreshed, and ready to enjoy the sense of
novelty and adventuee. Fortunately, the
day was fide, ahd their firet impressions of
London was favorable. The morning was
an enjoyable one. They wandered e.bont
in Hyde Perk, walked elong the Thames
Embankment, and visited Westminster
Abbey. It was not till the afternopn that
Gaspard turned his thoughts to the
neoessary search for cheap lodgings, and
began to make inquiries as to the most
inexpensive querter of London.
He was recommended to try Pentortville
or Islington; and, leaving Esperance to
rest e.t the hotel, he went out to try his
fortune: It was certainly lodging -hunting
under difficulties, for his English was sadly
defioient, and though between each failure
he studied a book of dialogues in which one
page was devoted to 'the hire of apart.
ments," he wee sure to be utterly puzzled
by some ill -pronounced word or unknown
idiom. " Sixpence hextra for kitchen fire,"
rapidly spoken, was quite unintelligible to
him, and even the different coinage was
bewildering.
The afternoon was closing in, and still he
had met with no suitable rooms; he began
to think that Esperanoe would be alarmed
his long absence, when his eye caught an
advertisement of " Famished Apartments"
in the window of a baker's ahop, He
entered without much hope of success.' The
shop. was small but clean. & stoat, good-
tempered woman steod beeind the counter,
and perched in front of her, between the
fresh loaves of breu,d and the scales, was a
large, Bleak, tabby cat, which tittered at
Gaspard in a patronizing way with its
great green eyes.
He made his "dialogue book" inquiry,
and was relieved to find that the woman
spoke distinctly.
" Sitting -room end two bedrooms, sir?
Yes ; I think we could supply yon; step
this way and see them, if you please. Come,
Bismarck 1"
Gaspard started ; then as a spring from
the counter and a loud purr followed, he
laughed, and asked' That is your cat ? "
" Yesesin 'tis a queer name, to be sure,
bat my husband is a rare politicians, he is,
and so he went for to call she oat Biemark,
after one ot them Germans."
"15 is well -named. I observe already, a
likeness," said Gaspard, smiling.
By this time they had teethed the second
floor, and the landlady, lighted the gas,
began to do the honors of her apartments,
while Bismarck stalked about inc dignified
way, purring and rubbing himself against
Gaspard's legs. The terms were moderate,
the landlady looked honest and kind, Esper-
mace Would be delighted with the oat, and
though the rooms were small and 111-
urnished, they seemed to be clean ; on the
whhle, Gaspard was pleased, and after due
consideretion, he decided to take them.
Eve/ince was delighted to hear of his'
success, and eager to settle in it at once.
The landlady, had promised to have every-
thing in readiness for them that evening, so
after dinner they drove from the hotel to
their new home, Esperance in high spirits,
Gaspard a little depressed. Involuntarily
his thoughts had turned to the cld chateau
at Dtfabillon, and, perhome, Bs he watlihed
Esperance pearling in between the bread
baskets, the counter, and the loavee.
She, herself, was qiiite nhooncered—suoh
things did not hurt her pride ; the rooms
Were quiet and cornfoetahle—for the refit
she did not care. She did not attempt to
nnpaok that eveoing, but devoted all her
energies to cheering Gaspard, until gradu-
ally hie brow cleared, and under the corn•
bined influenoe of a fire, some well -made
coffees, and Eepereateeda merry °Stetter, he
boon to think that, after all, life in Pent •
motile might be very pleiteant.
The next day he lost to tittle id searching
for work, He was not very hopeftil, it is
true, but he had made up his mind to do
all in hie power, and to leave no Aerie
unturned. But tidy after day ho returned
dieeppointed and weary, triable to meet
With any empleyneent.
Rki eteedity knowledge of Englieh watt a
great hhaddrence, and finding this otit, he
get to Work really to etudy the language,
Eriperninee, tee, spoilt game Of her lolig
hot= ha the 'seine Way, and by the end Of
April Was able, with the help of the
diotionary, to read mos ot the Eitglish
with Metall the Landlady oohld supply her.
These were not of the otoet interestiog
bind, 4' Fox's Book of Martyrs," " The
Pilgrim'a Progress," " Ps Fairchild
VaMilV," end a few dilepicleted nut/ahem of
the e Youths' Megazinee being among the
most lively, Still they kept her exnployed,
and the very citi4intneas of the old.
feshioned eayings end doings, was amusing.
But a earl time was earning, for as the
weeks passed by, mad et111 Gaepard °Quid
find uo work; their eneall stone of money
was • gradually melting away. Gaspard
'grew iserimasly uneasy at the proleeged
eilenoe of the Lemerciers ; he weeexpect.
ing a dtvidead to 'be forwarded tdihim, but
eseltheugh he had written to tisk the reason
of, the delay, no answer had ooMe.
At length, One , morning early in May, a
letter arrived in DI, Lemeroier's wellsknowe
floarielly.hanedwriting. It ran 88 foltows
" MeeDnia Da Dlentanota—I regret ext
ceedingly that you should have been inoon-
venienced by my tardiness in writing, but I
heve been 13q much occupied* eeelting the
'Welfare'of our country, and in lending my
feeble assistance to the establishment of
.the Commune, that I am aura you will
pardon me. Regarding the dividend which
you should have redeived qe, now, it gives
me much pain to .011 you, that the --
Company haa'entirely fsild. Of course in
Ode tinte of general agitation, it is what we
must expect. I fear this will prove a
serious and deplorable loss to YOU at the
present t but I trust I am wrong in fearing
Shat the ohief part of our .capital , was
invested in it. Relieve me on that point as
soon as possible, and ehink well vsbether it
would not be beat to 'return to France,
where there is every prospect 01 11 needy
establishment of true liberty, equality and
fraternity. Make my friendly greetings to
your sister, and believe me,—Yours, etc.,
Letreemen."
Gespard turned pale as he read, and
Esperanoe, seeing that something watt
wrong asked anxiously :
n' Is Monsieur Lemeroier in trouble?
What has happened 7—tell me."
Gaspard put his arm round her protect-
ingly as he replied : "Monsieur Lemeroier
is well himself, cherie, bat he has written
to tell me some bad news. We have lost
same money, and it will leave U3 very poor
—terribly poor."
The troubles seemed to be never-ending.
Esperanoe did .not speak, but a weary,
care -worn look came over her face, and
Gaspard cooed hear a little quivering, hale,
stifled sigh. Somehow that anent endur-
ance oat him to the heart. He turned
away abruptly, and leaned with his elbows
on the mantle -piece, fighting hard with his
emotion. • t
Esperanoe reproached herself with
selfishness then, and began to take her
usual role of comforter. ,
" Darling; do not Ile so miserable," she
said, stroking back the overhanging hair
from.his forehead. " It will not be so bad
as' we think, perhaps l you will hear of
some work, or something will happen
before long. After all we still have ench
01:tern4tid besides that, we have not lost
everything." .
" But it is imposiible —utterly impossible
,—thatwe cane live on what is left," said
Gaspard. " If weliyed on breed end teeter
it wotild not last, us,..both'eor a Year—and
what is teecome then?
Esperanoe asked how much they really
had left, and he named a startlingly ,small
sunaso email that, with all her eiourage
anchtdopefalnesseshe was for a moment half
paislyzed by the terrible realization. A
heavy sigh from Gaspard roused her.
" It is very bad,•cherie 1" she said, in as
bright a voice as she could command; "but
we will be very ,ecenomioal, we will eat
oatmeal, and I shall see to the bouilli my-
self, and I dare gay the landlady will lotus
have the very old bread at a reduction. We
shall fancy ourselves back in the siege 1"
Gaspard smiled, andfor her Bike Ceti to
speak more cheerfully; but he knew too
well that not even the most rigid eoonomy
could keep them from want.
CHAPTER X.
The long days dragged wearily on, while
gradually Esperanoe faded and drooped,
till she was the mere". shadow of
her former self. She was not strong
enough now to share in Gaspard's long
wanderings, and while he was out, trying
in vain to find employment of any kind,
she was left alone in the dreary lodgings,
to bear, as patiently as she could, the
weary, aching fatigue of weakness, and the
hunger which was now such a painful
reality. It was hard, too, to be in the
midst of plenty, and yet to want. Some-
times, when the fragrant steam rose from
the bake -house below, the oraving,1 or food
grew almost unbearable. Nor conld she
control herself much in her weakness, her
long crying fits beaarne more aud more
frequent; only, when Gaspard came in,
ditimpointed and exhausted after his long,
fruitless expedition, she always managed to
be bright and cheerful.
He was grateful for leer love and patience,
but he could not be deceived. The long
privations of the siege had tried her
severely, and he felt sure that elle could
not bear these added hardships for any
length of time. And yet when, one even-
ing on his return', he found the room
strangely quiet, and was met with no
cheerful greeting, he was terribled startled.
Espere,nee was stretched on the hard,
•horse -hair sofa, cold and motionless, while
'Bismarck, with little troubled "mews,"
crept about uneasily, and tried to attract
her notice.
For one awf al minute Gaspard thought
despair he bent over her; touched her ioy
lips, and her still neryeless bends, and
listened in agony for the faintest sign of
brAeattl'ilaientgthe wee re
elle was really dead. With a great cry of
assured; she began to
Fhow indinatione of returning conscious•
nesse and in a few minutes was ,sble to look
up with a little smile. , He dvotild not let
her talk till he had made her some coffee,
and, revived by this, she voltinteered her
own explanation.
"1 was tired, and lay down a little, and
it got very dark, and cold waves °eine over
me." '
Gaspard did not answer for a few min-
utes, he 'sat watching her sadly, while
Bismarck nestled up to her, purring win-
tentedly, and rnbbing his soft head up and
down under her almest ehadowy hand. • It
was the contrast between the sleek, well-
fed eat, and her own vrorri.out, fragile form
which etrack him go painfully.
•
He began to pasts tip and down the room;
thiriking ,deeply, and evidently eohooling
himself to undertake something very die,
tasteful. Esperanoe watohed him with me
much anxiety as she had steength to feel
just then; his face Wag dark "with on-
flioting emotions. She spoke at last.
"Yea are not wotrying about me, Gael -
pard ? Do not walk up and down like
that, all alone; I want yea te tell me what
is troubling yon—what yon are thinking
about."
He crossed the room then, and bent
down to kiwi het, hie reeolution made.
"1 am thinking, cherie," he said.
gravely, " that thie etette of thinge den
net go On any longer, Or yen will be ill."
Helena/10 cortid net deny it; and Gas-
pard Oeiatintted
" I only gee ono thing td be done, arid
that ie ebout the lain thing in the world
sheeld wieli to do,"
4' You oo not wean to ge heok to PAtrie 7,,
asked Eeperance enxtously,
" No, 144(3641 that would be toeless, and
besidee, Ode father did not Wish tie to be
there. No, Esperanoe, 1 w,as thinkiug of
somethiug far herder—we must aste our
luieleshpfs)ue14‘E
001liztaptirith
eon,tooe4rt
h:1puega.
Hup with
suddee energy, her pale cheek ilushing
crinason.
"Ask for help—that is to say, money
A DeMabillon turn 'into ea hegear 1 It is
impossible you mean it; GatsPard !"
" A week or two ago, clterie, 1 ehould
hews soofted at the very idea; as you do
eow but when I see you gradually grow-
ing thinner and weaker, as you know well
you have done lately—then, darling, love
conquers even pride.'
Esperance was touched, bat not owl-
vi4ue'd"
"To ask help of the very man who in.
stilted leer father ! It ia too hard I Gas.
pard, I would rather starve than take his
money."
"But I cannot let you starve, dear,"
replied Gaspard, quietly; "we must hope
the dean will have the delicacy not to
relieve, us, by actual money. Perhape he
may be able to find me some eniployment,
or he miglat offer to send you to school. At
any rate I shall write to him."
Esperance saw that he was quite deter-
nainecl, and atterdpted no more arguments.
She went early so bed, and then Gaspard
took paper and pen, and sat down to his
hard task. elt was long before he was
sufficiently cabal to write; his whole being
receiled from such a painful
He shrunk from the idea of being under, an
obligation to suoh a complete etranger'.
More than onoe he was on the point of
giving is up altogether, but each time the
thought of Eepersnoe checked him—for her
sake he must do it.
He found himself so muoh fettered by hie
scanty knowledge ,of English, that after
due consideration he began another letter in
his own tongue; this was much more sem-
oessful, and though every stroke of the pen -
was a sore effort to him, he was not
altogether dissatisfied witleit on reading it
over. Eimeranoe should read it the next
morning before he took it to the post, and
if she approved it should go.
What kind of a reoraption awaited it, be
wondered.
The warm summer sunshine was flood-
ing a sombre room in the Riloheater
Deanery, one morning toward the and of
May. In apite of the heavily mullioned
window a and the uncompromising crimson
rep curtains, which did their best to ob-
struct the light', the sunbeams forced an en.
tran ce, an d played exultingly round the book -
lined walls, and about the silvery head of
an old gentleman who was poring over an
astronomical chart outspread on the tablet -
He was a finedooking old man, tall and
wall -made, and thouge his forehead was
wrinkled with "age and much study, there
was a keenneses in his deep-set gray eyes
vshioh would seem to have belonged to a
trench younger man. He was evidently
quite bgrossed with his chart, for some
one without knocked repeatedly at his
door before he answered.
The•abstracted "Come in," had scarcely
been uttered, when the door •opened with
some impatience, and a toll; commanding-
lookieg lady entered, with a packet of
letters in her hand.
"Good morning, father. I have brotight
you your betters; there are not many, you
will get through'thene before breakfast.' '
The dean looked up with a sigh. t,
"That terrible institution the post 1
it has become a curse • inatead of a
blessing. Rowland Hill little • thought
what he was about when he
introduced the penny postage.
The former Deans of Rilohester were spired
all these tiresome applications and begging
letters, and without any increase of stipend
I am annoyed three times a day. It is a
great trial, Cornelia 1"
Cornelia smiled sarcastically.
"Great, indeed, my dear father; bat to-
day's burden is light—see 1 and she adroitly
spread the letters over the chart, while
the dean sighed once more.
"Here is one from Canon Barnwell, and
one from Sir Henry Worthington, and the
report of that orphanage yon were inquir-
ing ttbortnand one in aforeign•looking hand,
which might, I think, be from the French
astronomer you correspond with."
Astronomy was Dean Collinson's great
hobby; his eyes kindled as he took the
envelope from his daughter and opened ib
es ger ly,
"Oen it be from Monsieur Grignon ?
No, but it is in French—what is the signa-
ture? Grigeon never makes those
flourishes; read me the name Cornelia."
" Gaspard de Mabillon," read Cornelia,
with a slight elevation of her eyebrows,
but no comment.
"De Mabillon," exclaimed the dean,
frowning. e Anty's husband, I sup-
pose. What on earth does he write about?
Read me the letter, my dear; I never could
endure a Frenchman's handwriting." ,
" This must be from Moneienr de Mehl'.
bon's son," sttirl Cornelia, glancing down
the sheet. " Well, you shall hear it," and
with sufficient fluency, but bad pronuncia-
tion, she read Gaspard's letter.
The dean seemed to be etruggling with
conflictina emotions; he did not speak
when his daughter ceased reading. s
"Well, father," ehe asked, inquiringly.
" They are Amy' s children," he said, as
if arguing with himself, " bat then they
are De Mabillons. This fellow who writes
is a thorough De Mabillon ; I could have
told it in a moment." •
" But it iEl'a noble letter; yen mueit allow,
father; so proud and yet tio courteous, the
favor spoken of eb nicelY; though one cen'
see it was an effort, and then that allusion
to his mother in such perfect team 1"
The dean was decidedlyeinfltieneed by
daughter's words; his brow relaxed ali
se he asked, " Then how am'1 to help
them?"
Cornelis, thought for a minute.
"Could you get the boy some situation ?
That is evidenly wlaat he hopes for."
" Difdcult, very ; particularly at this
time," sighed the dean." Possibly Sir
Henry might help hina to something, ,but I
could not think of troubling him nowhdur.
ing the session; besides, 1 hatedaskieg fav -
"So heti this poor couein of ours, aPpar.
ently," said Cornelia, glancing again
through Gaspard's letter, her rather severe
face softened by pity.
"I meld rather help the little girl in some
way," said the dean; "she will be more
like her mother ; thio fellow, who writee, is
so terribly Freneh. Yes, decidedly, tlae
little girl must be relieved; he epeales of
her as soffering still teem the effects of the
AsShedean warmed Ma his mined, Cor-
nelia's interest visibly detained.
You would not sencl her to wheel,
surely?" she asked, a little, impatiently.
"ISo, not to a school ; Ido not approve
el sehool for girls. No, We will diet het
home here, She is my own eleteled child,
and ehe Isbell be Welcome, tholigh, remenas
her, Ceraelia, I meet ebrongly disapproved
Of year aunt Ainy's rearriege; most
str(6'11A-gialYci"yea Were qUite riglate as Wheats '
Imo pecteed,"retslied 00reelio, oenensAledlY•
" children are bearing tee pettaltYsof
her Willditteest Shall eon write todieY ?"
" Yee, 1 ettppose it Must he to -day,"
sighed tke (leen, Theee letters cost me a
great deal trenbleh end waste my tient
sadly; but I supe it had better be writ:
tee today. ou will telt Christebel and
Bertha, but save me any further dismission
upon the sjabject,"
Cornelia promieed that his Males should
be attendee to and left the room • where
•
upon the deem hastily readjusted his spec.
taulesetossed aside the unwelcome letteee,
and was soondeeply engroesed in, his
astrononaieel labors.
Cornelia did nets' judge. it prudent to tell
her eieters of the proposed change in their
family till the letter was written and
posted; She was not quite sere how they'
w Mild take their father's moat unpremedi-
tated plan. She herself was not wholly
&Attila with it, but she would have scorned
any attempt to turn him front his purpose,
and, with her toast stern senee of duty,
resolved to make the best of 11 50 Christa.
bel and Bertha.
Christabel Mortlake, the dean's second
daughter, had retailed to her father's
house as a widow scene years before.
She was, insome sensee, the head of the
boast); and all the actual housekeeping fell
to' her share; but Cornelia, who was both
cleher and strong-minded, was the real
realer, and was fully 00h soious of her power.
pertha was many years younger—a, silent,
atitithetie girl, differing in every way from
hur elder biBtere.
As, Cornelia had expeated her surprising
announcement was not very well received,
13erths, indeed, made little comment on
it, simply looking bored," but Mrs.
Moetla,ke was not so easily satiefied.
" A child to live in the house, a French
girl, too!, What can my father be thinking
of ? It will be insufferable. She wilt
teach my poor littletBella to tell lies; you
• know how untruthful French people are! "
n' I think Bella has learned that accom-
plishment sheeny," said Cornelia, who
wets by no means blind to her nieoe'm fail -
Besides, as to that, our cousin is
no :mere ohild, and will not be mu& thrown
with Bella. She is sixteen, I believe."
" What is her name ? " asked Bertha,
without looking ap from her book.
" Her brother speaks of her as Esper-
anoe," said Cornelia ; " but I should think
very probably, she may have some second
name—Amy, very likely, after her mother
—and then we can call her by that."
"And, pray, what room is she to have?
You know we cannot do without any of the
guest chambers."
Cornelia was peed by this pradiel
difficulty; she stood for a momeret in
thought.
• " We must fit up the large attio over the
nursery; there Ls no other room available, I
see, uuless we could spare the bachelor's
zoom ? "
t
" No, indeed," said Mrs. Mortlalte,
decidely ; "it is constantly needed. The
house is sure to be fall in the auteimn, and
I mean to ask young Magnay, the artist, to
spend a week here; I meat. helve Bella's
potrait done before she loses her first teeth."
Cornelia smiled sarcastically.
" VerY well ; then we must see about the
attio. I, think that ie more in your line
than in mine; perhape you would give the
necessary direetions." And, taking up a
Hebrew Bible, a manuscript book, and a
reed, Cornelia left the room.
Mrs. Mortlake began to braid a tea -cozy
for a bazaar (she called it charity work ")
while inwardly she was thinking very un-
charitably of the _De Mebillone, and mur-
mtning that it really vras very unfair that
an old enan like her father should take each
a strange ,whien into his head, and injure
the prospects of his grandchild by unneoes.
sary kindness to unknown relations.
(To be Continued).
The Worid's Chief Armies.
China has a regular army of 300,000 men
and a war footing of 1,000,000.
. Brazil has a regular army of 304, a
war footing of 32,000, and the annual cost
of the army is $8,690,000.
Spain has a regular army of 90,000 men.
a war footing of 450,000, and the annual
coat of the army is $24,802,030.
Japan has a regular army of 36,777 men,
a war footing of 51,721, and the annual
cost of the army is $8,151,000:
Ramie has a regular army of 974,771, a
war footing of 2,733,305, and the annual
cost of the army is $137,812,202.
Turkey has a regular army of 350,000
men, a war footing of 610,200, and the an-
nual cost of the army is $19,642,090.
Italy has a regular army of 730,592 men,
a war footing of 1,718,933, end the annual
cost of the army is $42,947,263.
France has a regular army of 502,764
men, a war footing of 3,753,164, and the
aroma cost of the army ie $114,279,761.
Germany has a regular army of 445,402
men, a war footing of 1,492,104, and the
annual cost of the army is $98,330,429.
Great Britain has a regular army of
131,686 men, a war footing of 577,906, and
the annual cost of the army is $74,901,500.
India (British) has a regular army of
189,597 men, a war footing of 308,000, and
the annual cost of the army is $84,481,195.
Austria•Hangary has a regular army of
289,190 men, a war footing of 1,125,838,
and the annual cost of the army is $53,-
386;915.
The 'United States has a regular army
of 25,745 men, a war footing ot 3,165,000,
arid the annual cost of the army is $40,-
466,460.--,Tournal of Education.
Groping in the bark.
She (over an ice)—Do you care for Ibsen
at ell?
' ,Efe (who has never heard of blea)—
Ye-es ; I rather think I do.
She • Yet you speak as if you did not
speoially admire him.
He (to gain time) -0h, really, you know,
Shot is haedly fair--
She—At least you will grant he is
" A Doll's House," for instance,
is quite unlike anything else of the sort.
He (not knowing evhether it's a book,
picture or musical composition)—Original,
pc:therm •' but (pulling his mortatache) don't
you tbinit it'e—er—rather fatilby, too ?
She—Why, no ; I thought the plot strong
and interesting.
He (relieved at last to have caught on)—
Oh, yes ; interesting without doubt, but
(loftily) I'm rather tired, areal you know,
of children's 'stories eines the Fauntleroy
craze.—X,ife.
'
On the Fair, Bine Sea.
"Why) do captains of ships oatry tele
soopes," eheasked.
"To eee the pleasure there is in an
ocean voyage, 1 suppose," he managedto
may, end then tucked oven to the lilttlweAsi.
No reat,tet how firmly fixed a man's
opinion serials own geed looks may be it
sort of unsettles him for a moment to have
people say his new baby is the' Very picture
of him.
Perinetylvania is to have toe athor days
thie year, April llth and 25th. The ketlegOle
ie that the State ie slo large that the condi.
dons W011ici MA be eqtictify faVoettlalo to MI
loom/Aide (many One clatel
, NO MOND AO1If3EKBEFINO.
The Oftterer Slowly But So.rely gewlanting,
the 0001x,
MEALS B001101TI AlatilltIR, BY WAG(tOfill.
Flat Ufa LIM li„:r“.....„Poved °he rmautie" far
line Howse hconemte,aliy.
Trent the New York Worhat
People don't keep house anymore—they
live in the stuck.%) ilat or iu swell avenue.
They may have QUe or five servants, and
have their washing Bent out mad their meals
sena in,
Th vaielieds °Lam ochaet:nrer neirde Lor
at nigbt She
faintly dines out. The days of heavy
breakfaste are passed. Instead of Sirloin
steak, fried •potatoes and wheat cakee, the
intelligent riser has a dish of hominy, a
couple of bolted eggs or a blue*, a roll, a
oup of coffee anci aattucer of water melees
or stewed fruit for a linieh. Thie meal
, can be procured from the janitor for 30
ciente, and e.t 3. o'clock the caterer's wagon
stopstat the door with baked potatoes and
meat pie, or bouillon aud chops, with a
B els Et a comport of f ruit ambrosial, ,
°herniate and tarts, The meal cornea in et
refrigerator basket, zinc-lieed, and oon-
tains a epirit lamp not any larger than a
claret glass, provided with a rest Of OfallO
1Theated.whiehthe ke
ettl. of bouillon or chocolate
By prearrangements, joints, r,oasts and
enema rnaj, be hed at a neighboring hotel
and delivered at any hour desired.
There are perhape thirty caterers within.
a mile of Madieou ;Square who make a busi-
nese of supplying private dining tables.
For the regular customer a gas oven ia pro-
videci and left in the family kitchen. The
meal goes to the house in a caterer's basket
and is pat into the oven. By the time the
tables is spread it is as warm and tempting
as though it had been p&pared in the
house. The family has 'the privilege d
selecting from the buS ot fare' ha a general
way, bus it is the pride of the caterer to
aend those dishes that, are least perisha-
ble or the savor of which is not impaired by
delay in serving. Fricassee, fish and (mo-
quettes are readily transferred from Union .
taquere to Central Park; a fillet earl • gdita
mile and be toothsome, and a roast frond
Harlem to Tarrytown, but no coak wilt,
guarantee to send a steak a block away'
trocn the broiler and have it tiokle the
palate of the guest. Delicate things like
omelets are mape ovaa spirit bleep.
At Sherry's, ,Pheard'is, Maillara's Del:
monioo's and kindred restaurants hula:
theists of special dishes, simile as puddings,
roasts, game, loaf °eke, salads, creams;
soups and entreee are sent out to private
homes every day in the week. This pro-
cess relieves the mistress of marketing,
saves her hoase from "cooking smells "
and insures her table it' choice dish. Itt
sinall families of -three and four it is
fouled cheaper to have all the vegetable,
.eoup and meat (mums prepared in this
way, the dining.room meld getting the
seated, bread' and 'butter, fenit and coffee
et home. • '
%vas told the other day by a lady who
keeps two servants that she has .all her
dinners sent from a neighboring hater
kiwi:ten, by which preemie she is able to •
save one-third of the ordinary expenses
account for groceries and batehers sap.
plies. Enough remains from the meal for
the next day's lancheon, and for breakfaat
the baker leaves fresh rolls at the door
every morning and coffee, eggs, bleeps and
rias are prepared in the kitchen. The
rock of economy in ttlis particular hoase ia
eager, to which the inmatee have a poeitive
aversion.
While the continued maltiplication of
the big apartment houses in New York
has led to an inorease in the number of
caterers, it has also improved the Nullities
for keeping house economically. With the
washing sent oat, it ia not diffioult to get
one eervant to do the dusting, sweeping
and waiting on tho door. At night this
maid -of -all -work goes home. She is
allowed 20 cents a meal, and either eats
with the janitor's family or goes out to a
restaurant. In this way ehe is spared the
temptation of boarding her relatives and
surfeiting herself. People who live this
way clo not stint themselves, and, as a rale,
enough remains from the caterer's meal
for the sustenance of a not too hearty
honeemaid. Something of a banquet is
made of the Saaday dinner, to which
friends are invited. The sapply comes to
She door in a heated waggon, filled with
tin ovens, in which the several trays are
carried. Bottles of coffee, soap, sauce
and stews stand in hot water ; ineteried
for the salad, as well as the bread
and pastry, are doneam itt paraffiee, and
the moulds of jelly, cranberry and cream
come in a refrigerator. J2heie utensils are
placed on the kitchen elevator, sons up to
the flat and served as soon as opened by
the colored waiter, who oomes from the
catering establishment expressly trained for
just this sort of work. The regular family
servant waits on table, acting under direct -
tion of the skilful negro.
Though it seems to be a cumbersome
ptocess, the details have been so improved
and the mechanical arredigements so per -
footed thet ono can live in Harlem and
actually dine' on tlae product of the St.
Donis, the Union Square or the Hoffman
House kitchen,' with entire comfort e.nd
satisfaotion, aud aS very reasonable ex-
pense.
• The kitchen queen is not the jewel she
. used to be, nor are there so many lords of
creation going about marrying woks as
heretofore. In brief, the kitchen problem
has been reduced to a 'science, and a femily
can live in a suite of fair rooms and thee, like
Luoidles on the expense attending • a,
kitchen:under the management of one dish -
cracker and lier assistant.
Horace Grestey's Penmanship.
Here is what Greeley wrote:
Omen See,—I tun overworked and growing old
Ishall be sixty text February ard. Oa the whole
it seems,I must decline to lecture henceforth
except in thig ioa mediete vicieily,111 do a.`;alt
I cannot promise to vieie I1tioL on that errand
--certeinly not now. YoutS, TIOIEA011 STEM/LIM
el, B. Castle, Sandwieh, 111.
And here is how the lecture committee
teselit:
SANDIVIM X11,, may 12.
Horace Greeley, Now York Tribune
Dean Sense -Your eccepeance to lecture before
our association nese winter eamo to hand this
moruing. Your ponmrsuship not being the
pleinest, it took seine time to translate it ; but
we sueceeded, and would say your time, "third
of ifebruaty," awl terms, "sixty dollars," 'are
perfectly sietietactory. AS you suave!), We may
be able to got ,yoa other engagements 5055im10ediate vtoinity. 31 so, we will advise you.
Yount reepectf ally, M, 13 CASTTAil.
Tho total number of lettere and tele-
grams received by Willitittt E. Gladden° On
his 80111 birthday was 3,000.
James G. Blaine haa aged yeey mu&
this winter, nit; dOneeetio aftliotione have
ortished hie proud heat and done more to
furrow hid clieekes and whiten his heir thatt
yeare Of political disappointment. The
highest political honote ao loeger peggeso
the attraction that they did when ho Wad
Sarreanclect by an unbroken fen:illy dir