Loading...
The Exeter Advocate, 1891-11-26, Page 2f.S.,018111101.4110/ lstone rudding ha Irene. It you wells to make the pudding in whieh every este delights, QC six new -laid egto you most inke the yolks and whiles ; Boot three eeell up in a beset till May thorougly combine, And be sure you. doe Ui$1,letippartieularly tine. Teen take a pound Ot Well.stonod raisins and a pound et currants dried, A pound of pouedea sugar and, some ea,ndied nub ttenilbattat"wel ogothcyitlL P a owed of wheaten Aud let them stend to settle for a, quarter of art hour. Thou tie tee mixture in a Moth and put it in the pot, Some people like the water cold and some pre- fer it hot ; Aaa thouels I don't know which of tame two plans I ought to praise, . s I know ie ougbb to boil an !mimeos. eyed ponnd it weighs. ID, if I Were Queen of England, or what's better Pope of Rome, X would neve a Christmas pudding every day I dined at home: All the. world &mulct have a piece, and if any clui remain Mgt inorning for my breakfast I would have it Med again. MISS HELEN'S LOVERS. " Alt, Betsey, doset we often, you and 1, see a strong ship sail down the bee one morning," cried poor Miss Elizabeth, point. ing with a tragic gesture to the sea, 'and a a few hours later, alas, where is she 9. A wreck, a wreck ! Because we can't sue the sunken rook upon which she founder, does that save her? Oh, dear, dear, I am so anxious ! "11 you go on like this, ma'am, fitting Miss Helen into parables like the p trson, you will upset yourself, you will iutieed. The yoang lady will be here in a minuteand you'll be too ill to see her, through running down hill to meet misfortune. Ships sail past, a score a day, and come home, too, most -times, and overfill the public houses, more shame to their crew." These words "running down hill to raeet misfortune " suggested an action to the hearer by which she could lessen her fears. "Fetch my lace shawl and gaunlet gloves, Betsey," she commanded, with a sudden determination. "I will go down into Noelcombe and you shall accompany rae. I will see the omnibus conductor; he promised me to inquire for the poor girl at the station, he undertook to look after her, otherwise I should have gone to meet her znyself—as I ought to have done, as I ought to have done." "Ib would have been better, ma'am, than tying up them carnation blossoms as if Providence was mistaken in making them top-heavy.' . "1 wished Miss Helen to see the garden at its best," said the poor gardener sadly. " Young ladies don't look very particular at flowers, ma'am. 'Tisn't in a garden they take interest. Fine clothes, not line flowers, are their delight ; of young gentlemen, not carnations, they take notice" Presently the mistress and maid—the former, dispirited and drooping; the latter, erect and energetic—were to be seen hurry- ing down the steep, descending street into the village of Noelcombe together. Half an hour later a carrier's cart drew up outside the garden door of Carnation Cot- tage. The carrier, who had been walking beside his horse up the hill, addressed some one who was seated on a bench among a mountain of parcels and boxes beneath the arched awning. "This yur be the place, mum, if yer plaze to get out. It's a awkwerdish con- cern is a carrier's cart for a young lady to ride in, but it saved 'ee the worke how. somever ; and a long worke it be from up station down to Noelcumbe." ' "Yes, indeed, and I am so much obliged eo you," answered a gracious voice, most gratefully, and Helen, emerging from the Shadow of the awning, climbed down by aid of the shaft, upon the road. "Your cart is very comfortable, I am glad I missed the omnibus now ; I couldn't have seen the country half so well from it." "No, mum, I sim as how yu couldn't. 'Tabs% much to see, however. 'Twas a bit mf luck my meeting of 'ee a.ud thinking to ask 'ee if you'd have a lift." "So it was; thank you very muck indeed. I have brought you out of your way: too, I .arn afraid." "Lor' bless 'ee, mum, dorn't you speke of it. Poppet and me dorn't count an extra ;none or tu ; it's all in the day's job." But Helen would not allow him to pooh- pooh his civility ; she was most thaukful to him, and with reason. His ready West - ,country courtesy had not only saved her a walk of deadly length and dreariness, but had restored her self-assurance. She had not been compelled to resort to the weak revenge of the foolish; she had not cut off her nose to spite her face. after all. She had certainly been born under a /ucksr star. If a misfortune seemed to threaten her, a -lucky chance, intervening, H averted it. She was elate with self -con- NT gratulation when a sudden memory of her n moneyless and watchless condition struck , her, and, slightly sobered by the recollec- tion, she bade the carrier "good -night," and m entered her aunt's domain. ne The twilight had turned to dusk, and the to moon, "like a rick on fire," was rising la corer the sea before the elder Miss Mitford returned. Too agitated to speak, she leaned ee, en Betsey's stiffiy-crooked arm, with her eyes cast on the ground, a thousand fears overwhelmed her. The slugs, tempted se forth by the falling dew, might feast un- disturbed for once in their lives ; she was too preoccupied to remember them. Even Betney was perturbed; her rugged face was solemn, and she gave quite as high a jump, and gasped cjaite as fast and breathlessly as did her mistress when a girl's head was thrust through the open spare room window and a lively voice cried-- " Ole, here you are, at last ! I am un- packing, I will come down." And the next moment Helen herself came ' out of the porch door to meet them. "My dear, my dear, how you have fright- ened me 1 What happened ? Where have you been? There, take me indoors, Helen, I am trembling sadly, I should like to rest." "1 am so dreadfully sorry, Aunt Eliza- beth ; but really, upon my word, it was not my own fault," "Kiss me, my love ; now tint you are here, I mind nothing. Only that conductor increased my alarm. I know so little about girls ; they are mid nowadays, quite changed since my youth. Betsey didn't believe it, but then Beteey never believes anything, you know." Then Helen her aunt and Betsey hanging on her woe& and asking, Many questions, ga,vo a detailed account of the day's occur- rences. She omitted all mention of Mr. ,Jones' name, however, and slurred over the explanation's of how she lost the omnibus. "And you came here in the carrier's cart --ohoW extremely uncomfortable you must Iave been" " It was rather jolty down the hill's, Aunt Elizabeth." Aunt Elizabeth and she were having supper. Petty hovered about therm joining every now and then uninvited in the con. versation. dark variety, Helen, and particularly awe scented ; would your father care for 60 seedlings, do you think ?" " Ho would love them, auntie ; should I.': I am still thinking of the etude Helen ; he and Mr. Jones are so Ve unlike. It is extraordinary that such intelligent person as the conductor cou have beau so mistaken." "Hero Betsy made some remark abo Ananias in an impressive aeide " What mistake did the conductor peek auntie ? What did he say about me d' " Well, really, I can't quite retnemlae my loye. You see I was in the stahle-Ye at the Mermaid Hotel—such a confusin spot, for the horses were loose and so clo to Inc. Though they were quiet at t time and looking hot and exhausted, po things, it does not do to trust to appearan —I kept my eye on them." " But what was the mistake ?" Helen r peated. "Dear Helen is so determined Mrs. nlitford was in the habit of MTh' " she has such force of character." " Never mind, love, never mind. It w a mistake, so I will not repeat what mig be an annoyance to you. I make a point forgetting anything unpleasing. *Those kin of people do not mean any harm, not at all but they are nob diseerning." These remark wor not likely to arres Heleu's, cur °shy "1 should like to aesse what he said." Miss Mitford was of a plestic disposition though she formed her own opinions an preserved them, yet she was alwaya read to comply with the wirshes of her eompan ions. "Ho didn't say much, Helen." From behind thein came some indignan and isolated words, of which "Shameful —" Sir Adolphus, indeed"—" grinding th poor"—" an eld-clothes man"—" ought t know better"—" respected herself'—" no a word of truth"—were distinguishable. " Why did you go to see the oninibu conductor, auntie ?" "1 had asked him be leak out for you a the station. I had given him a shilling and he had promised to see after you. ,Whe you did not arrive, we went down to th Mermaid, whero the omnibus stops e to in quire for you. The conductor, doubtless to screen his own carelessness, had the ef frontery to tell me that you had started for Noelcombe in young Mr. Jones's dog -cart with that gentleman. Yes, my dear, he even said that Mr. Jone's velet told him not to wait, as his master was taking every care of you and would see you home I questioned him, for I could not believe it. The conductor was both wrong and foolish to invent so impossible a tale to screen his fault." While Miss Mitford was speaking Helen blushed, and her gray eyes sparkled, but with mischief, not malice. She did not execrate the inventor of the calumny, but she laughed and turned the subject. "Don't faint, Aunt Elizabeth, but I want some more lobster : I was never so tungry in my life." After supper the aunt and niece settled down for that underrated feminine delight, "long talk." Helen was good company: he had plenty to say, and when she listened she was a good listener. Her aunt had a hobby—our neighbor's obbies are apt to weary us, but Helen had uherited the family flower -love, so she was ympathetic with this horticultural enthu- ismer. She discussed the subject of seed - tugs and cuttings, of annuals and peren- leis, of bedding . and sowing, of grafting nil budding, without being palpably bored. Betsey belonged to that unhappy race of eople who were once described as those who bate bear -baiting not because ie gave ain to the bear, but because it gave leasure to the spectators," so she treated er mistress' delight in her garden as a eakneis to be first despised and then trenched. The pleasure -crushers of the orld are to be found La each flock- Never wning to, nor, perchance, realizing their nlucky tendency, they contrive to act as a drag upon their companion's happiness, light the blossom of his innocent amuse- ents, and play the miserable part of Wil- y iu a, world not overprolific of bliss at the est of times. Helen's unfeigned hiterest in and admira- on for every flower of the field or garden as delightful to Miss Mitford. "1 have not enjoyed an evening so much r years," she told the girl as they mounted he stairs on their way to bed; "it was ery good of you to come to me at last, ve, though I alll afraid you will find it ull with only an old woman for your corn - anion. You bring brightness with you, so hope you will be content here, though the fe 1 lead will seem monotonous and quiet, et- her from a hosnely, sensible women illt0 inc bluedering, timorous nonentity. By ti constrained expression of her daughter so faces, she knew when she had mede NOM egegiOAS nuistake, but how to rectify sue r, moon she realized that she was either to ey stupid or tee old to learn. an Dinner was over ---vat excellent dinner i Id had Immo such as leaves those who bay been. happy enough to discuss it in the be at of humors. If the wit was weak among th party as Newton, the laughter was strong, f e, and there .was plenty of it, and the neueic laughter is pleasant to hear in it world r, where it does not always overbound. rd A group of men and girls were gathere g round the plate, which, with an accosts se partiment of banjo, bones, and vigorou he voices, was degrading its mellifluous tone or by leading the popular strains of that curt ce ous tune d‘ Killaloo." Apart from the group at the piano, apoi e- the ledge of an open window, Helen's recon ," acquaintance, Mr..Albert Jones, wv.s seated g, tenting, with rather a listless and condo scending air, to his youngest sister CS Anastasia. ht Don't grumble, Bettie come and sing," of she was saying ; " or, if you won't 'sing, go d and smoke—do something. I saw Lady ; Lucy looking over here just now ; it's rather uncivil of you not to talk to her. t You have been so stupid all the evening; you bored her to death at dinner, I saw her yawning." ; " 'That polished horde, formed of two d mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored,'" he y quoted, with a comprehensive, glance first - at the musicians, and then round the room. "My dear An, I can't tune myself up to concert pitch in heat like this. Laxly Luoy t is all very well, but she is not invigorating ; " she is as mild as buttermilk." e sister looked et hitn rather anxiously, o and knitted her eyebrows. ti "She is perfectly charming, Beale ,• we are devoted to her and so is papa. They s have asked us all there on the 29th. Didn't she tell you? Hasn't she asked you ?" t "She said something about polo at their , place, and a golf or tennis week—I forgot n which, It made me hot to think of such e violent exercise, and I said so." , " Your are too spoiled, Beetle," said An- astasia, shrugging her shoulders. "you, - really are. You are getting disagreeable." At tha,tmoment thechorus of " Killaloo"— "We larn to sing it easy, that song the Mar- seillaisy Too long, vous long, the Continent, we learnt at Minaloo. rung out through the room. Pretty thing that !" growled the young man—" just like White Wings' or Lady Lucy. Sort of thing you never get sick of --grows on you—just suits a night like this.' _de pointed through the open window to where the moon traced its pathway across the dark, heaving sea—to where the black cliffs towered, standing on guard upon either side of the left chasm in which twinkled the lights of the village. Anastasia did not look at the view, but she looked keenly at her brother. "Did Troubadour win the Norchester stakes ?" she inquired with apparent irrele- vance. "Walk over," laconically. "Then what's the matter, Bertie ? When you are crusty something quite extraordin- ary must have happened." " Inn all right, my dear ; there is noth- ing earthly the znatter with me. I suppose a fellow needn't make a fool of himselt un- less it, is agreeable to him. Lady Lucy is everything that is correct, but she can't sing— Her voice was soft and low, A cooing kind of voice,you'know, Except when she began to sing, And then it was a fearful thing.' " " Lady Lucy sings beautifully," his sister said, rather stiffly. "Good -by, Beetle. You are such dull company, I'm off." She had nee gone more than two or three steps when he called her back. Anastasia returned—no one ever dreamed of disputing Mr. Jones' wishes; but she was impatient at his clemandis on her time. With half -a -dozen young men within hail, the best of brothers would seem a dull companion ; this grim, uncomplaisant brother was an unrnitigated bore. - " What do you want ?" "Well, I wanted to hear"—he spoke slowly; he was staring hard at his foot, as though its appeararice at the end of his trousers was an interesting novelty—" I wanted to hear how many people are com- ing to this ball; and who they .are, and what sort of entertainment it's likely to be. This was an engrossing and a sensible topic, into which Anastasia could enter.' Every one is coming," she answered, confidentially.. "We have been so lucky— hardly one refusaL All the right people in the house." She ran through a string of noble names glibly, and in rather a raised voice ; it is curious that such names should require emphasizing. "It ought to go off well. There are plenty of men, if they will only do their duty as well in tho ball -room as they are sure to do in the supper -room." Mr. Jones was still staring at his foot, his interest in which had developed into anxiety ; for he twisted it about and craned his neck to enable him to catch sight of the sole of his shoe. "Have you asked any of the other people ?" he inquired, indifferently. Whom do you mean ?" " Why, the — the — what• do -you -call them ?—the villagers. The parson and the doctor, and the lawyer and the old ladies, don't you knew?? The people one only sees in church." Miss Anastasia "Good gracious, no 1" d laughed. Then Bettie, still occupied with the for- mation of his foot, spoke more briskly than he had hitherto done. " It is ti great mistake to make enemies," he began, as though he was delivering lecture and was a little pressed for time ; "the greatest mistake in the world, Anas- tasia. We ought to ask everybody; we ought to make a point of asking everybody. There is no end of room in this house ; dozen more people won't cdowd us out, and if Pm to stand for this side of the county at the 'next election it 'won't do to risk unpopularity and that sort Of thing by want of civility. People like to be asked, - and it ought to be done. I feel very strongly about it myself -1 always have done' so. I shoulcl like to know why they shouldn't be asked, and come, too Surely there are plenty of old ladies in Noelcombe ? Peer old souls 4e-sh, ball would cheer them up a bit. You needn't laugh. I don't went thern to dance—I don't mean that—but the looking on and all the rest of it. I'm not chaffing, An; want some more invitations sent out." Anastasia looked perplexed, and spoke coldly—" Thanks for indulging me with your Maiden speech, Bertie—hot very elegant, but emphatic. So you will sup- port women's rights, and old women's eighth in particular? Most benevolent of you !" " I want those invitations sent out," her brother repeated. He did not often exert himself to express a wish, but Wheil he did so his family knew that,h h ' vetually be fulfilled. Then you had better speak to mother. he is always eager to gather in from the edges and highways. No doubt she will e charmed to send every tradesmart in the Wage a, earl" This Ittet, Whim of Bertie'a was pre. a poeterous, and the indulgence of it likely 10 peove a great trial to his relatio s' dhongh that magic word politica (veld e " eurprisee in himeelf") could be made h account for the presence of any Mc O curiosities at the party, yet their enterta rnent—an uncongenial task—would devol t upon the ladies of the house. e Anatitesio. was annoyed, and when s t Was displeased she had a knack of inaki e herself peculiarly disagreeable to h neighbors, but it was impolitic to queer with her brother, so she contented horse by turning down the corners of her snout shrugging her wide shoulders, and leavi d him to occupy his window -seat alone. He, however, did not remain where sl s heal left him, but, crossing the room, seete s himself by the side of Itis mother, wit - whom he conversed for some time. Lad Jones still possessed one joy which w t unquenched by the pornp of her riches—t1 t love of her son, her handsome, chersuin son, who treated her with a gentle tende ness and a courteous consideration such a had strangled the dawning shadow of a su picion that ho might he ashamed of her, an those supreme, manifest, but unsuccessfu efforts of hers to be commie ilfaut. The couversation between them, of whic the youn,g man monopolized the lion's share and to which his mother replied with "nod and becks and wreathed smiles," was o some length, and bore the following fruie During the ensuing afternoon, when Mi Mitford and her niece were seated in th cool, flower-scented drawingroom it Carnation cottage, the sound of a ring it the front gate tinkled through the ope window, and mingled so harmoniously wit the jubilant song of the canary that Mis Elizabeth—who was dozing in an arm -chair with her cap straying, as was its wont, ove her left column of curls, and her plump brown hands clasped on her rounded knee neither stirred nor %sighed. Helen, who was arrangihg some freshly cut roses in a basket as she hummed her favorite, "A man who would woo it fair meld," in subdued notes, saw a shadow cross the lawn; so, roses in hand, she rose and twitched the offending. cap into place in view of an emergency in the shape of visitors. She had resumed her song and her occupetion when Julia, awed by the stateliness of a powdered footman and ex- cited by the unwonted sight of a gentleman caller, opened the door timidly, and in hushed tones announced— "Lady Jones and Mr. Jones !" Then followed some ernbarassing moments, during which Miss Elizabeth woke up in a bewildered condition ; Lady Jonesnervously au& uniutelligibly endeavored to explain the object of her call, stared Helen out of coun- tenance and broke the foreleg of the dainty chair upon the edge of which she had placed herself on her entry. Strangely enough the usually oomposed Helen had momentarily lost her self-posses- sion, but soon regaining it, she found Lady Jones another and a firmer chair, helped her out with her disclosures, and sustained the conversation until her aunt filially emerged from the land of dreams. and became her placid and tranquil self. "Ib is so long since I had the pleasure of seeing you, Lady Jones, that for the first moment, I hardly knew you," she apolo- gized. " It seemed so stupid, but unfortu- nately I left my spectacles on the garden seat below the magnolia, and without them I DM nearly blind, I am indeed." "My eyes fail me too, Miss Mitford, but I'm sorry to say I 'don't wear spectacles, but these awkward pinch -noses which my girls prefer, though they fall from my nose as often as I place them there." "But I notice that your--ahem—your glasses are suspended from your neck by a chain, which is very convenient ; my 'specta- cles frequently get mislaid. It is impossi- ble," with a gentle sigh, "to attach specta- cles." Mr. Jones, to do him justice, was be- having with tact, he looked as though he was in the habit of paying afternoon calls with his mother, and appeared quite at home on the tiny chair in the corner, where he had retreated on his arrival, and from whence, for the first few moments, he watched the scene in silence. As soon as the elder ladies were fairly engaged in conversation, Helen turned and spoke to this unassertive guest; though she was conscious that his eye rested more per- sistently upon her than Was quite in acaordance with good manners, she no longer appeared to resent it. If be had approved her, soiled, weary, and travel - stained, as she had appeared the previous day, it was not,proba,ble that his admiration would lessen on the second sight of the girl, who, for some inexplicable reason had mended her manner as much as she had improved her appearance. Yesterday he had fancied her gauche, constrained, shy ; now she was gracious, self -Possessed and smiling, and although there was something in her ceremonious civility vehicle balked his endeavors to arrive at that easy, hail - fellow -well -met stage of intimacy, which he usually adopted with those fortunate girls to whom he took a liking, yet he was not inclined to quarrel with her demeanor; after all it was is change, and variety is re- freshing. He had come for the purpose of inviting her to the ball, and he saw no reason for concealing his purpose, so he immediately approached the subject. "My mother's brought you a card," he tsaaitdio,na.nd then urged her to accept the invi- Her smiling indifference to the whole question was rather astonishing to one whose desire, opinion or rernaok usually received the undivided attention of that honored lady to whom it was divulged. "Yon don't care for dancing ?" he hazarded. "Perhaps you don't go to balls?" was at a ball last week," she replied, "1 am very fond of dancing." "Perhaps you have had too much of it ? One gets sick of anything." She smiled at him without answering—a • to 08 ch to ial in - 50 he ng el er lf h, ng 15 li as re r- s - 1 s ss 0 01 jo ti fo lo 11 I know." "1 thought Noelcombe was raging with dissipation, auntie, ever since it had en- gulfed the great Sir Adolphus." "Well, my dear, I hear that Newton is always filled. with guests, and I believe that the Jones' entertainments are continual, but they do not invite me to partake in them. owever, my friends at the Priory, the ajoribanks, are bidden to the ball there erre week, and have already offered to take ou with their party." "1 shan't go, though," Helen said, with a ighty yawn ; "those sort of impossible ople don't amuse me. I suppose every- dy. who goes to their house goes either to ugh at them or for what they can get" Helen's tone was not dulcet ; Miss Mit- rd was surprised at it. "1 know very little about them, my dear. hey sit near me in church—such rows of events and such very smart young ladies; they titter tr, good deal, whioh is not seemly; but I hear that Lady Jones is extremely kind to the poor. Their mansion is very red and much decorated ; Sir Adolphus, people say, was his own architect. You can see the lights from the window of this room—over in that direction—a little farther to the left—below the clump of trees, love—you are looking at the wrong spot. Good night." CHAPTER V. "0 saw ye bonnie Lesley As she geed o'or the border'? She's gene, like Alexander, To spread her conquest farther." Bowes. Within the drawing -room belonging to that gorgeous mansion toward the lights of which Miss Mitford 'had drawn Helen's attention, it rollicking party of smart people were assembled. The more, large as it was, was yet well filled, for the owner thereof and his daughters were indifferent to such charms as may be found in an unadulterated home circle, and their idea of Mists was to fill their ileum with guests— guest's of distinction if possible—but guests at any rate, and at all hazards. Their brother, when he favored thern with his presence—which was fairly often, cot:larder- mg that his company as an eligible young man, a good shot, and a good-humored com- panion, was much sought—fell in with , their mood. Poor little Lady Jones' good. nature overruled her good IMMO ; her par- I tielity for her daughters converted their wishes into her law, so she, with the cour- age of a martyr, lived in it haraseing round e of dissipetion among people in the society of vvhoin elie felt neither ease tor comfort. s The constent strain of the endeavor to is Appear ot les thaii 1ic wee, and t e howl- " l'he carrier is is civil man ; he admired milflOvre're We much irt the "spriug—a edge of the failure of the attempt, 'spoiled e sill the pleasure f her riches, and tinned drive in hie cab all right." "1 pay a 'sebum's." " You could pay me, if you like." "I had no money." "1 would have put it down," he raid, " would have taken out the fare in dances." "You were testy kind," with /84 WAS^ oldevous twinkle in her eves, 14tO propose driving Me, but you eould. hardly expect ses totreseassupon your goodness by acauPting youroffer." " It was no case of trespassing," he re- turned, answering the twinkle with a laugh, "the cart was there and the empty mat ready for you. :Upon my word, I was miserable the whole evening at the thought of your walking home ; 1 couldn't forget it, hue it was your own fault." A very steady and expressive glance from his cornpanion disconcerted the speaker. "If it wasn't your own built 'don't know who was to blame," he added, with some defiance. " When I was half -way home I nearly turned back +o try sny luck again with you, but, remembering your face as I had last seen it, I thought it wiser not to try." Hari vou come you would have been too late to find Inc for 1 soon met with a—a— carriage in which I drove home." „Meened " Not really ? You don't mean it, I thought all the cabs and carts were well on their way back before you left the station." " You had forgotten the carrier's cart." He laughed, they wore sailing unplea,• santly near the wind, he must change the subject. n "So you came in the guise of a puce h what a fortunate career! I am glad yo a were spared the walk, though I am ineliue to think you deserved to suffer for refusin ✓ my escort," then, with a sudden, ha.pp thought, "You pass through pretty countr s on the way here, don't you?" "Exceedingly,' with a disappointing lac of enthusiasm. ts d "You do not know the Rivers Meet Val near here ?" " No, but I heard of it." "You must see it." . " Yos, should like to go there." a perfect bit of scenery. It bee, anything I ever saw in any country, and have done a tiresome bit of knocking abou in my life. The rivers come in contact in narrow valley between a brace of granit tors ; there is such a tumult over th meeting of the waters that you can hear th • splashing and the roar half a mile off. Bowlders from the cliff have rolled dow into the bed of the river, and the wate lashes at them all day long and sends u clouds of spray which keep the air cool eve oi the hottest summer morning. Tie Osinunda Regrdis grows eight feet high o the banks ; inland you get a view over th moor, and seaward you eau see right awe, beyond Mode Point." How beautifuL" " Indeed, it is beautiful !" Scenery was a stimulating and stirrin topic; Mr. Jones felt that hitherte he ha not fully appreciated the beauties of North Devon. "The morning after the ball we are going to drive up there for a blow," he continued "We are all going, a largish party, we shal take lunch and make a day of it. It's rather a difficult place to get at, the roads ate ex ecrable. You will come with us, won't you? You would love the Vale and my mother would be so pleased to have you." Helen's eyes had sunk to the roses en her kdressed Miss Elizabeth. He had hardly frankly, " If it depends on her iis easily vhiiten,,I,edaeit,a7vsshanettegsel "I will get the carrier's cart if that is the tated and he eagerly pressed to join their Rivers Meet picnic before it was gratefully accorded. Jenes, rising as she spoke preparatory to it. Dear me, I fancy you must have made a mistake for I do not think we are in - finished his petition for permission for Helen taking leave. " I hadn't heard a word of arranged," and, forthwith, he rose from his chair, quitted his nonplussed companion, and, turning his shoulder upon her, ad- dressed accession of dignity that the young man did not seem to remark. will make up my mind to bear the disop- poinernent." will be very kind of you; if you won't I " It must depend upon my aunt," with worse than misfortune. If you will come it " Whose picnic is it, Albert," asked Lady only conveyance you fancy, and if I mayn't drive you, at least I may walk at the horse's head and crack the whip occasionally." " 1 thought it depended on you," he said "MayI leave it open ?" "No,"he said, boldly, "that is just what you may not do. I hate uncertainty all right, Mother," he replied, candy. "The girls aregoing and all the people in the house. It is our own picnic, but its rather premature to talk of it, for the weather's so uncommonly unsettled down here in the West." When the visitors had gone the elder Miss Mitford waxed eloquent over their charms and. flooded her diecourse with their praises. "Such genial and friendly people, love; the young man so handsome and so easy. If poor Lady Jones is not quite what we are aocustomed to in polish, yet her deficiencies are concealed by good nature. People are sadly unkind about them. Jeelousy, Jove, is at the root of all unkindness. Between ourselves, Helen, I think that nice young man has taken a fancy to you. Yon have no idea bow he stared when you were bidding his mamma good-bye; it was alined uncivil ; but then he has such handsome eyes." " He is very self-satisfied and conceited," stadioin& the younger lady with cold. delibera- " Dear, dear, you astonish me, Helen. From you manner and general air I quite thought—Well, well, I really couldn't tell you what I did think—old maids are fanci- f 1 " "1 wonder if theyare as fanciful as young ones' " thonght the girl, tlipping her sweet face down in the basket of roses before her and'amiling rather grimly. ('l'o be, Liontclaued.) revoking smile because it was ambiguous. He thought those gray eyes of hers with hid, she looked straight into bis, were eryclear and cold, but wonderfully pretty; e thought she looked like it rose herself in er pink cotton gown and her hands fillecl with roma • he thought he should like to wn that coth of gold bud with which she yed half -absently while she talked He wished she would be less unapproachable ncl more responsive. "Perhaps," he began again, still search- ing for a cause for her refusal, "you don't care for a ball out of your oven neighbor- hood ? Do strangers bore you ?" "On the contrary -1 like change, and therefore a change of face." "Then, why," doggedly, "won't you come to list" "I am sorry," with that formal air of politeness that was artificial, he knew, and wh 80 itt AO th Jib wi wh ta to ich annoyed him, "that I am unable to Copt your kind invitation." I am most unlucky," he retunied, with mile, "300 will accept nothing of mine— t even a lift in my dog -cart." It wars the fleet time he had alluded tie eir prior acquaintance, and elm blushed a go when he did so, though elie answered th that calm savoir faire and telf-reliance jell seemed to place her at a great dis- me off and reversed theit former pteitiort, his disadvantage. " Yesterday you were a etre:tiger tee rem" , Overloaded. You've eaten too much turkey, And 50 you cannot work, chi your head feels very murky— There 1 I don't believe I eould add another line and make it rhyme if I had a dollar for doing it. A few cents, however, will cure me. To relieve stomach and bowels from the effects of overloading, it full dose of Da Pierce's Pleasant Purgative Pellets is the hest remedy. They operate gently, yet thoroughly, and without griping, nausea, or other unpleasant effects. In vJai,tonvenient to carry. • Geed heart's Sudden Change. Returreed tourist—Is Mr. Goodheart still pitying attention* to your daughter? " Indeed he MIA paying her any attere s' gT tioric aLtbeled ? Did he jilt her ?" "No. He married her." Lediee, if you are suffering from any of the ailments peculiar to your sex give Dr, Williams' rink Pills it trial. They will Meis ail you Sold by ali dealers. stemassessoomessummommasamossmanommeresiell erman S ru We have selected two or. Croup. three lines from letters freshly received from pa- rents who have given German Syrup to their children in the emergencies of Croup. You will credit these, because they come from good, sub- stantial people, happy in finding what so many families lack—a med- icine containing no evil drug, which mother can administer with con- fidence to the little ones in their most critical hours, safe and sure that it will carry them through. Wsuars, of Ildre.ite&W. Alma, Neb. I give it Baugh era' College, to my children when Harrodsburg, lay. I trembled with Croup have depended upon amd never saw any it in attacks of Croup preparation avt like with my little dough. L. It is simply mi. ter, and find it an in- saenlons. Valuable remedy. Fully one-half of our customers are mothers who use Boschee's Ger- man Syrup among their children. A medicine to be successfulwith the little folks must be a treatment for the sudden and terrible foes of child- hood, whooping cough, croup, diph- theria and the dangerous inflanuna- tions Of delicate throats and langs. ogr, A. soar REMAINS A SCOT. The Earl of Aherdven Cannot Deny hits Nationality. The Earl and Lady Aberdeen and party arrived in the city about 10 o'clock this morning, and were driven directly to the Auditorium HoteL A Press reporter sent up a card shortly after, and was shown into the presence of one of the staff, the Earl himself having retired. The reporter was informed that the partyha& reached here in excellent health andissere pleased with their trip. "America," said the gentleman, "18 always a source of pleasure to the British traveller." But the Earl himself could not be seen. A waiter, who had conveyed something good for the inner man to the noble guests returned bearing the card which the re- porter had sent up. On oue side was the reporter's name—the quaint old Scottish name of Jeati--on the other side were a few words scribbled by the Earl : "Will see you at Your name oame up like a sprig of heather." After all is "Scot is a Scot the world over." For the uninitiated be it added titat Jean means "sprig of heather. — Monday's Chicago Pt -as. "Who hath not own'd with rapteueremitten. frame The power of grace, the magic of a ;lamer Asks Campbell, the poet, in his " Pleasures of Hope." Pleasures of Hope, forsooth. Many and many a woman knows them no longer. They are in despair about their health. They are run-down, debilitated, suffering from what they know not. It may be dyspepsia; heart disease, liver or kidney disease; any or all of them. The sicknesses of women are cured by Dr. Pierce' s Favorite 'Prescription. That's where the magic of a name conies in. This improves digestionAs „re ' invigorates the system, mulches the blood, dispels aches and pains, produces refreshing sleep, dispels nervousness and melanebolere and builds up both the flesh and strength to those reduced below a healthy standard. If is a legitimate medicine, not a beverage. Contains no alcohol to inebriate; no sugar or syrup to sour in the stomach and canoe distress. It is as peculiar in its composition as it is marvelous in its remedial results. The Panorama a Scotch Invention. Towards the end of the last century', about 1785, a young Edinburgh painter, reamed Robert Baker, was thrown into prison by his creditors. His cell was under- ground, receiving the daylight from a hole in the ceiling. For a long time he failed to notice the manner in which the light struck the walls, when one day, receiving a letter, he lit eed t to read it against the light side of the wall. The effect appeared to him so novel and ex- traordinary that he resolved as soon as he was free to repeat it on large-sized pictures, the light being made to fall from above. The year following he took out a patent for an en - &rely new contrivance called by hien "La Nature a Coup dUil," and since called "panorama," for the purpose of displaying views of nature on a large scale. This, according to M. Germain Bapst, in a highly inteeesting monograph entitled " Historie des Panoramas," just issue& by the National Printing Press in France, settles the origin of the invention, although the honor was disputed by Provost in France and Breysig in Germany. M. Bapst, however, shows beyond doubt that Barker really discovered the principle of pano- ramic views. His first circular panorama, representing the British fleet at anchor off Portsmouth, was exhibited in Leicester square in 1792, the first on the continent appearing in Paris and Berlin 18 1800. Next year will therefore be the centenary - of panoramas. Iva the Restaurant. New York Herald: "Garcon rve waited here one mortal hour !" said Chappie. " That's so, an ; but just think o° Me. I've been waiting here for 10 years." Children almose invariably stiffer front catarrh at this season. Do not neglect it until perhaps consuinption is developed, but apply Nasal Balm at once. It never fails to cure. One of the largest irrigating canals in California will soon be in operation near Lodi, in San Joagein County. It will convert over 200 square miles into fruit farms. • Guest—I want e. good hearty dinner— nlenty of variety. What would you, advise? Waiter—Ceder consomme soup, hash and mince pie. They'll be sure to include everything. • An Albany special says Um best figurea obtainable to dato show eighteen Republi- cans and fourteen Democrats' in the) Senate, and 65 Deritoceats to 63 Eepublicans in the Assembly. Frefich electriciarts find that the hest accumulator plateo are made of an .alloy composed of 945 parts of lead, 92 parte of antimony, and 13 parts of mercury. The Pope's jubilee present to aged Arch- bishop Keswick, of St. 1 otus xIs a fine medallion of himself, painted on ivory atiti in a gold freme. "Doctor," slid Mrs. Worrit " is it retell • true that rnany people site buried alive , e eaid, demurely. ( —The King of Greece speaks a dozen " None ,rof thy patients ever are," replied " So ia a cabman o strenger, but yen langtlagd13.'