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MISS ITELETS LOVERS.
The brawling river drowned his last words,
which he had addressed moreto himself than
to her.
She clasped her hands tightly, and did as
he told her. Sho looked and listened she
forgot him, she forgot herself, her eyes grew
dim with wonder and with awe, her quick-
ened breath rose ancl fell sluerply,
Before the eternal beauty of those hills
and vales, before the overwhelming majesty
of God's creation, her puny "pante of
life " was annihilated. She turnecl to him
for sympathy as a child might turn.
And I shall go away and forget it ! "
she sighed and then added, slowly—
Oh, Memory shield me from the worlds poor
strife,
And. give these scenes thine everlastingl;fe.
She was astounding him by this deperture;
but he saicl again, in that faultier iermula
which, like one of Humpty Dumpty's words
did duty with him for a reflection—
" It's ripping I"
"It Makes me good," she said—" makes
me want to be good. Nothing else matters.
.AR the things we value are nothing—they
are ridiculous. I want only to be good."
He nodded. He knew, or guessed, what
she meant; but he was a genuine John
Bull, to whom gush is impossible. Only
upon a very great emergency was a glimpse
below his leveled surface to be obtained.
He kept his eyes on her glowing face in
lieu of those glorious waters. She caught
his glance, hesitated, blushed, and then
jumped to her feet.
"We ought to go," she said ; and as he
cid not dispute her assertion, she retraced
her steps, he following in her wake.
As a matter of course, but with com-
plete authority, Mr. Jones took Helen's
guidance into his hands. He helped her
into the cart, wrapped an light rug over her
knees, and negatived her ardent desire to
drive herself decidedly.
"Lean back," he said. " That seat is
pretty comfortable, and you must be tired."
"I'm not the least tired. I should like
to drive."
"Are you used to driving?"
"Yes."
She was accustomed to driving the Rec-
tor's rough gray pony, which lived in the
paddock, and was twenty years old.
"Then you shall take the reins presently.
She's fresh at starting, and I know her
way eae She will soon cool down. Do you
mind my smoking ?"
'Not if the wind won't blow it in my
face," she candidly replied. She did not
share the modern damsel's oft -asserted
passion for the fragrance of tobacco.
"The wind is the other way, andI'm hall
a foot above you," he urged with some natu-
ral anxiety.
"Then smoke, by all means."
He thrust his hand into his pocket.
" I haven't a light," be told her, "so I
Can't.
And he mounted to her side and they
started.
Feesigenild enjoyments equal that soothiiig
sense ofdrowsywell-being ia which a tired
frame revels as it is driven through the
balmy air of a warm summer evening, with
a fresh hcrse between the shafts that covers
the ground with a long, easy equal stride—.
traversing, too, such wild and wondrous
scenery as beggars description.
Helen's face still wore the reflection of
that softened intensity of feeling which it
had caught by the river side. The long
hours she had passed in the open air had
lulled the aggressive vivacity of her youth ;
the spirit of mischief no longer sharpeneal
her eyes • her dimples played faintly in
her soft cheeks. She was gentle, therefore
more womanly, and for that reason a thous-
and times more winning than before.
He and she were talking as though , they
had been friends from childhood. If that
cool, brotherly demeanor of his was assumed
for her deception, it was a clever and seduc-
tive mask.
How did you like Jack Peel ?" he was
asking her. "You and he spent the day
together pretty well, didn't you ?"
He sat next me on the drag. I liked
him—a little ; but he hates everybody, and
doesn't admire anything."
"1 suppose he admires Mrs. Peel?"
" Isn't she pretty? I didn't know she
was married—at least, not to him.'
"You mean she flirts? Oh yes, she
does."
"She is very pretty and amusing."
"She's a butterfly, but a man wants
more than color, down, beauty, to live
upon. Thai sort of thing is stunning but
you want sunshine to shove it off. A butterfly
isn't much to admire on a wet day. A good
deal of rain falls in Devon—and else-
where."
"On a wet day one can stay indoors."
Helen had a suspicion that she was a but-
terfly, ber high spirits were fatiguing.
"A butterfly indoors; think of the flut-
tering on tne window -pane."
"A butterfly can't help being a butter -
"No more than a chrysalis can help being
a chrysalis. Both are very nice in their
way, but I have no wish to own either the
one or the other. Don't argue with me,
please, I'm not up to it, but I know what
mean and I know what I like. I want a
wife far better than I am myself, some one
who would keep me up to the mark, some
one who would do what I told her and yet
some one whom I should only tell to go her
own way because I should know her way to
be wise and straight. I couldn't stand any
woman whom I had to look after', it would
knock the love clean out of me."
All this rather overwhelmed Helen, she
did not know how interesting this laity in
the clouds had lately become to Mr. Jones.
"So you would like to marry an angel,"
she remarked with a malicioue smile "poor
rimed !"
He laughed.
"Poor atigel," he repeated. glancing at
her. "How can an angel be poor, Madam?
The sense of her superiority would keep her
rich, and me humble. No angel, however
angelic, for Tins."
You are hard to please."
"On the contrary I am always pleased
but toyer satisfied."
" I think a man ought to „he very thank-
ful if he perseedes aoy woman, of any sort,
to be his wife," retorted Miss Mitford
yewning clehberately.
Her word e and her peva discoitcerted her
tompailion end for scene inieutes they drove
Min silence. As a tale, the honored girls
to whom he confided his eentirnehts concern-
eelvee by no comments, looking all they did
not tsay, for those eentimentsef his had, been
known to change repeatedly.
Minedehes had warned Helen that she
wciuld require a etettely nerve and strong
head if she Was to enjoy the view, and be
was eight, for the road oh which she found deserve
herself wes hewed i
out of the hillside. It Elis eneircling agin held her more closely
was a ledge cut ou the side of a mighty as he spoke, but during the pause winds
cliff which towered perpendicularly over- followed, Helen, drew away from him, coy -
head. oxi the left hand ancl on the right ering her face with her hands.
descended a sheer precipi 0, a thousand "Look here, don't give up like this," he
feet, into the sea. said, rather alarmed. "You have been so
The width of the road upon winch the plucky all the time." The compliment Was
dogcart was traversing was bread enough to undeserved, but she did not dislike it on
admit of two carriages driving elereast A that aceoune.
low wooden paling had been roughly extern- "1 can't help it—I can't indeed !"
porized on the extreme verge of the preen Her voice came thick and low, her hands
piece bat this every here and there had fell down from before her deathlY face ; she
crumbled away and disappeared, leaving no tried to smile, and then murmuring, " I
barrier, however frail, loetween the traverser don't feel very well," she fell back again
of that giddy pass and an appalling death. upon his shoulder. Sho had fainted.
For the first few minutes of the crossing On the summit of the hill whiclitheywere
Helen triecl to admire the view. mounting was a country inn ; thither Ber-
" How beautiful--" she murmured below tie, supporting the girl with a now aching
her breath, struggling for those steady arm, drove fast. Assisted by the host, lie
nerves with the possession of which aho lifted Helen from the cart and carried her
hacl been credited. "Oh, Mr. joees," into the house. In the inn -parlor stood
with a sudden collapse of cotirage, " please, that horse -hair sofa'oft described because
be careful !" the memory of its discomforts is not easily
At her words he reined in the horse. obliterated, peculier to wayside hostelries
" Don't you like it? Shall we turn back? and seaside lodgings ; upon it Mr. Jones
I can turn in a moment." laid his burden. He was almost as pale as
Turn 1 her head reeled at the thought. She • he kept his head, but he was horribly
" Oh, no ; go on, I like it. len not friglItenecl ; he fully believed her to be
afraid. Only you won't drive fast? You dead, and would not be reassured by the
will keep close to the side, won't you 9" landlady, who told hien that ". her Mary
" You are quite sure that you would not Kate felled away a score o' times lest sum -
rather go back? 1 can take you home the men"
other way, you know." They doused Helen's pretty head with
" No, no ; go on. I shall get used to it water and chafed. her white hands ; they
in a moment. It is only just at first— fanner her with a newspaper and burned
and those seagulls flying out below us make feathers and held salts under her nose.
me dizzy, and the sea, wriggling, and like Every suggestion which the landlady made
a wrinkled walnut, such a long, long way Bettie executed with feverish anxiety. But
below." when at length he poured teaspoonful after
" Don't look straight down; look right teaspoonful of cooking brandy between her
out across the bay. There are a dozen pale lips, it had at last the desired effect ,•
fishing -smacks sailing down, with those she coughed ouce or twice, turned her head
tawny sails set which you admire." on the crochet antimacassar, and slowly
"Oh, lovely," she said. "How long is opened her eyes.
this—this New Cut 9" CHAPTER IX.
He was walking the horse very slowly,
and the cart was hugging the cliff side. Helen soon sat up and declared herself
"A quarter of a mile," he answered. "11 quite well. She was astonished, but some -
we went more quickly, it would sooner be ewhat gratified, to discover that she had
over." ?fainted. ; her health had hitherto been un -
"Yes, but I would rather go slowly, if romantically robust—a little delicacy was
you don't mind." interesting and a novelty. Besides which,
"When we round that corner" (pointing during the interval of unconsciousness, the
to a distant curve of the cliff which con- agonizing agitation (which had thus culmin-
cealed any further sight of the road) " we axed) had subsided; save for some throb -
soon turn inland, and get into a lane with bing pulses in her temples, she felt just as
twenty feet of solid bank on either side." usual. Mr. Jones was as astonished as he
"We shall get there in ten minutes ?" was relieved by her rapid recovery, and
interroeeatively. presently left her, ostensibly to see to the
"About that. You are giddy," mare and to keep it look -out for Phil, for
anxiously. "I am so desperately sorry that whose nerves great concern was cer-
I brought you. You told me the other day tainly due. A minute later, Helen,
that you could stand •any height, or 1 who was looking out through the open
should not have thought of bringing you." window, saw him cross the road to a gate-
" I'm getting better; 1 didn't know I way, where he halted, and taking both a
should. mind. It is,very stupid of me. I'm cigar -case and a match -box from his pocket,
so sorry." proceeded to light a cigar, there was no
She was fighting bravely against her fear, dearth of matches in that box; he struck
despising her swimming head and the sick- several before he accomplished his object.
ening quivers of faintness that unstrung her Helen watched, her face alight with a smile.
muscles. To please her he had not smoked, and yet
"Will you get out and walk ?" he would not let her know that he sacrificed
This palliation of her misery was forbid- his pleasure to her comfort. How nice of
den by the thought that, to allow of her him!
descent from the cast, the horse would In a girl's vision a little circumstance
have to step nearer to the edge of the cliff, may be made to do duty for a great one: it
in which case she knew she should scream. grows or diminishes at her will.. Helen
She shook her head. chose that this virtue should grow, even as
"Shall I tell Phil to lead the mare ?" the gourd of Jonah.
He was much concerned, for she had Throughout their homeward drive his con.
grown very pale, and the smile she forced duct left nothing to be desired. He was
to her lips was piteously unreal. most tender of her shaken nerves—never
" Yes, I should like that," her voice before had the dogcart been driven so
shook. " Thank you." cautiously. Never before had the strong
But, as Phil alighted to obey this aston- and surefooted, me,re been walked upleill and
.41eingenelbr, iSellticidete sharp" Sound a,bove down alike to save any tisk to her 'wind in
their heads startled them. They looked the first, and any danger to her knees in the
up. Down the rugged face of the cliff, second, instance. Both horse and groom
hurled froxn crag to crag, whirling like a were a little impatient of these precautions
gigantic bird through the air, a gray, and anxious to get to their journey's end,
struggling mass was seen to descend until while their master grudged each flitting
it fell, with a dull, sickening thud—such a field as it passed, and reached Carnation
sound as haunts memory for a lifetime— Cottage before he had told Helen a tenth of
upon the road in front of the trembling the hundred things he had to tell her.
mare. She stopped, backed a pace or two, When the door in the cob wail surround -
plunging and rearing in terror; then, ing Carnation Cottage had closed, shutting
answering to the voice and hand of her mas. the graceful, blue -gowned figure from sight,
ter, she dashed forward. They passed that he heaved a stupendous sigh, for an eternity
grim and shapeless mass, lying motionless lay between him and the following morning
and blood -streaked on the road, insafety, but when he promised himself the pleasing duty
the wheel of the cart grated against the of presenting a little enameled watch, set
wooden paling that guarded the edge of with the initials H. M. in glittering brill -
precipice, and shivered it to splinters. iants, now reposing in his pocket, to its
Then, at a mad gallop, the mare raced on. delighted owner.
The air hissed past them ; the cart rocked Miss lelitford, with a watering pot in her
like a swing ; the cliffs seemed to rush out left hand and a spud, which she used, as old
to meet them ; startled seagulls whirled +men use an index finger, to emphasize her
around them ; below in the yawning deep words, in the right, hovered round her
the sea reeled. niece until bedtime. Again and again
Once Helen put out her hands and caught Helen had to retail the account of their
at the reins. With rough fury he bade her escape, though the horror of the time half
keep still, and she obeyed. returned as she painted it in words, and she
Round the perilous sweep of the cliff would gladly have turned her thoughts
they tore, whirling again, so near their elsewhere. Miss Mitford was sorry for
death that he set' his teeth, thinking the Helen, but she not unjustly singled out the
end had come. One fraction of an inch to sheep as the nucleus of her interst and sym-
the right and nothing would save them, but pathy. She wondered to whom it belonged,
again the frantic mare answered to his voice whether it was a valuable animal, why
and his grip of the reign. She swerved Providence had not bestowed upon it a
ever so little to the left and rushed safely greater penetration.
by—on, on, scudding like a cloud before "The wantof sagacity in sheep is remark -
the wind—on, on, until sky, sea, douche able, 'eve. Instead Of avoiding their
and cliffs mingled in one staggering pan- natural enemy, the dog, they approach him,
orama. though they possess no weapon of defense]
Helen sat motionless. Once, when the They continually walk over the edge of the
thought of her mother beset her, she had cliffs, following the gulls, I presume, dear,
clutched at the nems; otherwise she had not
moved, nor had she spoken. Through her
mind the memory of heroes who had faced
death without fear came and strengthened
her. Though no one should know it, she
would not quail or shudder; she would riot
be afraid ; she would die hard. She was one
of those "who do not mind death, but can
not bear pinching."
But when the danger was past, when the
blessed shelter of high banks rose on either
side, when the mare's gallop sank to a
canter, and from a canter to a trot, when
they were safe and the hideous sight of eea.
and cliff was left far behind, then came the
demon reaction to unnerve her.
"r wouldn't epen them,,just yet, You
Will he all righe in a minute."
"1 I should net really lia've touched the
reins, only put out my wale.),
" was a case a life or death. hedn't
time to be gentle. I'm awially sorry, I
It was a deep and fervent "Thank God!"
which broke from her companion, that
loosened the floodgates of her tears. Till
then he had not spoken, nor had be looked
at her; but when he turned and she heard
those words, saw the expression in his
dark eyes, which met hers, she burst out
into weeping.
She clung to his arm, she buried her face
against his shoulder, she trembled and
Wrung her hands. A long hill lay before
them. The mare's trot had subsided. into a
quiet walk. He put his arm round her,
comforting her as though she were a
frightened child.
Mete, there ; it's all right—you are
quite sefe. Don't cry. You shall never go
near the place again.'
She was SO unstrung and beside herself
that she sobbed her head out, as if it were
her father's shoulder against which ahe hid
her eyes ; she Was oblivious as to whets°
proteeting arm supported her, Or whose
hand patted her soothingly thoegh she
was a baby to be gaieted by such treat -
broiling sun he toiled up with a pot a !Melees the whole thine ! he who is right
orchids to that little earsviggy place. is nett exactly elegetent, he need payee little,
believe he has been there oh some excuse or and brevity is the soul of wit.
other every afternoon this week. Ile went Whoa site fowl that it wee impoesible to
to church twice on Sunday and walked 4vert a seem), Helen cast her eyes on the
back with her after the service, carrying grouud aud listened patiently. and silently
that ridiculous old aunt's spectacle case. I to what be told her. She sat in a low ern -I-
SMS, chair, face to the light. Mr. Flight tried to
"Good gracious, 'What am to do, Pat ? read his fate in her downcast face ; how it
lf Bertie means to marry her, who is to had altered—not a touch of the disdain he
prevent him ? Unfortunately, you can't dreaded, no mocking curve of lip, but a
lock up a marriageable young mau, and only steady, thoughtful brow, a woman's gentle -
let him loose when the right person is about. ness softening each line.
Let the poor fellow amuse himself ; he A woman, conscious of her weakness,
means to marry Lucy—Gussio says so. If sides, 1 think, almost without exception,
we interfere it would be fatal ; he won't with the weak. Her sympathies are for the
stand advice." unsuccessful ; her tenderness for the feeble
"1 wouldn't interfere with him, but who fails. Her love may go elsewhere, but
should like to give the girl a hint. She is her love is her fate, and with the direction
very proud. I am sure she would take , the of its flight she has little to do. Helen's
slightest hint at once." awakened heart a,ched for the speaker,
Anastasia paced on in silence. As long though it beat BO whit the faster for his
as she was allowed to remain neutral, she words. But to those who ask for love,
did not mind what happened; she had few compassion is no boon.
objects in life beyond the attainment of her When, with a faltering voice, Helen
own desires. She wanted her brother to declared that she could never, never, never
marry Lady Lucy, certainly—not for his be his wife, thet neither long years, nor his
happiness, but because a Lady Lucy for a devotion, nor his prospects, nor the wishes
sister-in-law was a solid advantage for of her parents, nor her poverty, nor his un -
herself. happiness could ever, by any possible chance,
I don't know that. I3ertie's a trenaen. alter one jot or tittle of her d.etermination,
dons catch. A cart -load of hints wouldn't it mattered very little to him whether she
put a sensible woman off twenty thousand a pitied or hated him. Though with her eyes
year." brimming with tears she gave hint both her
" shall tell her he is engaged to Lucy." hands, and. never drew them away when
" She will congratulate him, and you'll his grasp crushed her slight fingers ; though
catch it." she did not reprove him when he laid his
" I shan't—Bertie is never rude. If I lips on them ; yet passion -blinded as he
make a breach, they won't have time to was, he could not detect ally sign of re -
patch it up in these three days. Once get lenting from her ateitude.
him off without a fiasco, he will forget her, See who even under the suspicion of re -
and be thankful to me for keeping him out proof, had flared. into hot anger and retort,
of it." , now hung her head when his misery wrung
"Well, Pat, do what you think is right, forth some bitter reproaches from him, and
if you don't mind risking e row. Bertie murmured, humbly—
, mayn't jun p down your throat, but I've "1 know, I know ; I ant so sorry ; but I
seen him angry once or twice in my life. didn't believe—I didn't understand. For -
Interfering with a love affair is like inter-
fering in a dog fight—you don't get thanks
from either side; you'll be lucky if you
don't get bitten."
When the sisters met before dinner, and
Patricia was questioned about the success of
the stratagem she confessed herself baffled.
She was afraid Miss Mitford did not intend
to take any hint, and Patriciate invitation
she had refused.
"She would hardly, speak to me," that
young lady complained; "but I managed
to say how good it was of her to console
my brother. 'Don't over -console him, Miss
Mitford,' I said, or Lady Lucy Fremantle
won't quite like it, you know.' She's a
collected sort of girl. She looked at me as
if she had not heard what I said, then she
made some irrelevant remark about the
weather and. went off to play with a little
child whom she held by the hand. I can't
think what Bertie sees in her ; she is posi-
tively forbidding. But perhaps, for all her
calmness, she heard me right enough, and
if so, I did not toil over that awful shingle
for nothing. She is the sort of woman who
prefers dignity to common sense—the very
person who would fling a fortune into the
sea rather than cross a gutter to get it.
Meanwhile, up on the hill at Carnation
Cottage, poor MissMitforcl was overpowered
by the exuberance of Helen's mirth. She
had returned from the shore ita fantastic
and exultant spirits. She laughed and sung
and joked until Miss Mitford sat down ex-
hausted on the garden seat with the tears
of laughter rolling down her cheeks, and a
faint petition to the girl "to be quiet and
go away, for pity's sake I" breaking between
her gasps.
But Helen was gone out of earshot, and
haal entered the porch before her aunt had
finished her sentence or her laughter.
The wonderful vivacity of hers lasted
throughout the evening, and reappeared'
with her at breakfast next morning. If she
was not very hungry, she was so °talkative
that her want of appetite passed unnoticed.
Throughout the morning she he ped her
aunt to stick the verbenas and prick out
the seedling gloxinias. It was urine' work ;
by lunch-time Helen was looking °fagged,
and Miss Mitford was full of self -reproaches
when she saw that it was so.
"You shall rest this afternoon, my love.
You can lie on the sofa and read that
charming book by Miss Gwynne-Hughes.
You will be sure to sleep. I am going to
call at the Priory—I have ordered a fly for
the purpose—but you need not accompany
me, though, to be sure, I should have liked
your society."
" I will come," said Helen.
But by the time the fly had arrived she
had changed her mind. "She was certainly
a little tired ; she would take her aunt's
advice and rest.
The resting was of an odd kind; it drove
her again and again to the glass, before
which she arranged her air and prinked with
deliberation and anxiety. It sent her, into
the garden to gather more flowers to adorn
the drawing -room, which was already a
perfect flower garden itself ; it compe led
her to mount to her becnroom and hastily
don a certain pink cotton dress which she
had heard admired not many days pre-
viously. Again it drove her back to the
drawing -room, whither she wandered to
and fro until the tinkle of the gate bell,
reaching her listening ears, seemed to re-
mind her of her fatigue ; for she sank
down into an arm -chair, took up a
book, and was at once engrossed n
its perusal. She did not notice a shadow
pass the window, nor when the door was
and forgetting their lack of wings. As a I opened, did she immediately look up; but
term of opprobrium for the dull I should as Sarah announced.—" Mr. Flight, if you
prefer 'sheep' to 'ass' as less coarse and I please, miss," she started, the book fell to
more appropriate." I the floor, and in that full, clear voice, for
Helen refused the mutton chop and I the tones of which this poor unwelcomed
custard pudding proffered her but she made visitor had yearned to hear again, she ex -
great havoc with a dish of strawberries and claimed—
cream, and her spirits did not flag. She "Oh, it is you ?"
never discoveseed that she was overtired un- Though this greeting was not reassuring,
til she went to bed, and then she found that it had been wrung from Helen's astonish -
the events of the past day had impressed ment, and the next moment she had risen
themselves vividly and deeply upon her with outstretched friendly hand to meet
brain. , him. In a moment be saw that she had
Hitherto as soon as she had laid her nut- changed. Hope whispered that the change
brown head on the pillow, she had fallen was to his advantage. Her manner had
asleep ; but that night she could find no altered • the coquettish defiance, varied
comfort among thelavenderscentedpillows; with cold disdain, with which she had
she tossed and turned for hours. Her formerly met his advances had gone—a
thoughts would allow her no rest, they flew stereotyped politeness had usurped its place.
tumultuously back to that" New Cut" and
dragged her again a,nd again through every Born and bred in women is the art of
occurrence of that homeward drive. fence. Never did swallow swoop more
lightly, more swiftly, more restlessly after
Ten days after the Rivers 1VIeet picnic the his evening meal than Helen flew from
two Misses Jones might have been seen subject to subject. Ifer ease, her frank
pacing up and down the corridor at Newton friendliness, and her command. of topic,
Hall in grave and low-toued conversation. voice, and smile might have answered Mr.
The subject under discussion was of such Flight's question better than any word, if
importanee as to lower their high-pitched he would have been content to read those
voices and banish their eternal smiles. lucid signs, and thus 'sieved them both un-
Patricia's temper was ruffled, her forehead necessary pain.
was puckered, her eyes, blank and sombre At first the sound of her voice and the
as holes burned in a blanket, were dark with sight of her beauty was blies sufficient, halt
000M. She took the lead in the debate. soon he grew impatient of the chit-chat in
Anastasia listened; though her engagement which' he was ta,e ing a secondary part. He
to Major Mason—that gentleman by whose made several unsuccessful efforts to change
side she had been seated during the drive to the subject, and then, rememberig that
the picnic and the inan of her ehoice—had Dr. Abercrombie remelts that net woman
been that day announced and Fate had every can talk for more than twenty minutes
reason consequently to be gay, eshe, too, waa without cessation, he obstinately held his
profoundly ablemn. peace and waited for the inevitable pause.
" He ie so obstinate," the elder Miss eante—he seized his opportunity, and
hurled hie declaration into the interval.
It was the old, old story, What a re.
markably dull tiresome threadbare Old
tale it is when told by the Wrong person—
give Inc."
He found it difficult to credit that such
true, deep, absorbing love as Ile felt
could meet With no return—that it had
been born only to die : he felt
that he was hardly treated, and so he was.
But life is hard, and things ge wrong with
us more often than they go right ; into each
life the rain falls heavily, and if we do not
happen to see our neighbor drenched to the
skin, we may rest assured that he has not
escaped his share of ducking, although he
may be dry and trim enough when we
chance to meet him.
It was bad luck that induced Miss Mit-
ford's front gate bell so soft a tinkle that
the sound escaped Helen's sharp hearing;
it was bad luck which caused her to stand
in full sight of the open window when Mr.
Flight held both her hands in his and
stooped to kiss them ; it was
an unlucky impulse that made
her wrench away those hands
and dart guiltily a yard or two asunder
from the young man when the drawing -
room door was opened and " Mr. Jones"
was announced.
If the visitor felt surprise or annoyance
at the tableau presented to him, his manner
did not betray him. His self-possession
was admirable ; he even covered Helen's
confusion and Mr. Flight's awkward pre-
occupation by a flow of conversation, and
when the latter took his leave, and the
lady accompanied him, in answer to his
earnest petition, to the front gate, he con-
cealed a most rancorous irritability under a
suave smile.
tTo be co:mimeo,
"Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen,
And here's to the u-idow of forty 1"
They have each reached a period in life
when most females need assistance 'in tiding
them over the shoals which so 'often com-
pletely wreck their after lives. In pro-
ducing regularity and healthy action of the
female organs, Dr. Pierce's Favorite Pres-
cription stands without a peer. At a time
when nature gives them increased burdens,
so many young girls have their health for
life shattered. If you wish your daghter to
miss those periodical, agonizing backaches,
and dizzy headaches, languid and tired feel-
ings accompanied with rough, pimply skin
and 'dull, heavy eyes, get her a bottle of Dr.
Pierce's Favorite Prescription. If you have
rea,ched the later period of danger and
weakness, you will need a bottle too. See
wrapper on bottle for printed guarantee.
Satisfaction given in every case or money
returned.
A Good Word ,for the Stenogaohers.:
In the District Court yesterday Judge
Troup, in passing upon the question of the
reasonableness of the stenographer's charge
for services rendered in taking down and
trenscribing the evidence in a matter before
a referee, took occasion to say that in his
judgment 56 a day and ten cents a hundred
words for transcription was not unreason-
able. The court further observed that it
required more time and (inferentially) torains
to become a skilled stenographer thaento ac-
quire equal proficiency in the law; that
probably nine -tenths of the lawyers, if not
a larger proportion, never could excel as
court stenographers • that out of the several
hundred persons who have studied steno-
graphy in this city, not to exceed half a
dozen could ever attain to the dignity of a
court reporter. The couet expressed itself
in a manner to leave no doubt of its appreci-
ation of the skilled. laborer in the steno-
graphic field and places him (properly)
among the higher professions. From the
count; clerk it is ascertained that in
this county during the past two years the
fees paicl into the county treasury by the
district clerk on account of the two dollar
tax in each case exceeds by 5700 the amount
drawn out for the same period of time by
the official stenographer—an excellent show-
ing for the county.— Winfield, Kas., Courier.
The best of all ways
To lengthen our days,
Is to use Pierce's Purgative Pellets, Sir!
For nine -tenths of the diseaseseof the body
begin with constipation or the clogging up
of the sluice -ways, through which the im-
purities of the blood escape, so that they
are reabsorbed into the system. The Pur-
gative Pellets act gently but thoroughly
upon the stomach and liver, and are the
best laxative known. WithOut racking and
straining the organs, they open the bowels
and restore a natural, healthy digestion,
Unequaled in dyspepsia, constipation,
biliousness, piles, or any of the resulting
diseases.
Mau the Worse.
She—There l I wouldn't have said any-
thing half so mean as that.
He—As,what ?
She—That she painted.
New York Herald : He--Weinen are
always envioue of each other. Miss Fly.
away isn't half as big a fool as she is
painted.
'Why He JolneAll
Indianapolis Journal : WidatVire—Is it
true that leIudge has j oined the chu rch ? Yabs-
ley—It is. He did so on an election bet.
•,.
The majority of well-read phys-
icians now believe that Consump-
tion is a germ disease. In othes,
words, instead of being in the con-
stitution itself it is caused by innu-
merable small. creatures living in the
lungs having no business there and
eating them away as caterpillars dcli
the leaves of trees..
A Germ The phlegm that is
coughed up is those
parts of the lungs
which have been,
gnawed off and destroyed. Thess
little bacilli, as the germs are called„
are too small to be seeti. with the
naked eye, but they are very much
alive just the same, and enter the
body in our food, in the air we
breatbk, and through the pores of
the skin. Thence they get into the
blood and finally arrive at the lungs
where they fasten and increase with
frightful rapidity. Then German(
Syrup comes in, loosens them, kills
them, expells them, heals the places
they leave, and se nourish and
soothe that, in a short time consump-
tives become germ -proof and well. a
Disease.
TEA TABLE GOSSIP.
THE STREET CAA CONDUCTOR FAVORITE.
She's neither young nor pretty
And in speech she isn't witty, .
She isn't cultured in the things that beautify m
life,
But I have learned to love her.
Till there's naught I prize aliove her,
And she has promised, by and by, to be my
charming wife.,
I see her going gaily
To and,from her duties daily,
And while I know she's not so fair as other
women are.
She doesn't climb off backward
With a tumble rude and awkward.
I'll marry her because she knows just hourtn,
leave a, car.
—What greeter lots th tatatet of true
friend?
—Heavy overcoats are not amiss these
evenings.
—Ten per cent of the population of India,
are widows.
—The average size of an American farm
is 610 acres.
—There are over 9,000 brass bands in. the
Salvation Army.
—The Pope can speak English, German.
and French perfectly.
—Yesterday was the 319th anniversary of
the death of John Knox, the Scottish re-
former.
Why does the mother so sadlyWeep
As she bids her son farewell?
Because he plays on the college team
And his fate no power can tell.
—Moody and Sankey have come together
again in England. The announcement of se
meeting in London packed the hall on the
very same night. The opening prayer was
offered by Mr. J. E. K. Studd, the famous --
cricketer.
A SLFIGRRIDE.
She looked so sweet among the furs
I longed to press her to my heart;
But with one hand to rightly drive,
Alas I did not have the art.
I tried, and tried and tried again,
But when my arm stole round her waist
The skittish colt would leap aside
And make me draw it back in haste.
She chatted gayly all the while
And did not seem to sec me strive,
Until at last she pouting said—
" Give me the lines, and I will drtve.'
Kincaid St., Brockville, Ont., Jan. lithe
1889: " I was confined to my bed by a
severe attack of lumbago. A lady friend
of mine sent me a part of a bottle of St.
Jacobs Oil, which I applied. The effect was
simply magical. In a day I was able to go
about my household duties. have used it
with splendid success for neuralgic tooth-
ache. I would not be without it." Mess. 3.
RINGLAND. •
Lady itatuittou.
A most elaborate publication is about to
be made of the life and letters of Eames
Lady Hamilton, the frail bea,uty whom Lori
Nelson, on the eve of the battle of Trafal-
gar, left as a legacy " to his king and to his
country," with the entreaty that they
should give her an ample provision to
maintain her rank. in life. His dying re-
quest remained unheeded. Honors and re-
wards were showered upon his family, with.
whom throughout his life he had lived on
terms that were the reverse of cordial. An,
earldom was conferred upon his brother,
veith a revenue 'of $20,000a year; 850,005
was voted to each of his sisters,and 5500,000
was assigned by the Government for the
purchase of an estate to remain forever in.
the family. Lady Hamilton and her daugh-
ter, Horia,tia, who was the child of Nelson,
were ignored and passed over. Twenty
years after the battle of Trafalgar an un-
known woman, BUR. preserving the remains(
of extraordinary beauty, died at Calaie,
where, for several years, with reduced
means, she had sought an obscure asylum -
After her decease the landlord discovered
from her papers that the stranger who was
buried by the public charity in a pauper'
grave was no other than Lady Hamilton,
who had been in succession a servant girl,
a famousactress, the wile of an ambassador,
the favorite friend and companion of the
Queen of Naples, and the adored. arnie of
England's most famous admiral.
iVatehing the Irour-Glass.
As aemiser counts his gold, night and day.
Sof count the minutes told in the glass;
My,ejte is dim, my hair is thin and gray,
And I know I'm growing old as they pass.
When we approach "the sere and yellow
leaf" of our clays, we are prone to look
back regretfully. A clear conscience and.
sound healLh will lighten our gloomy re-
flections. Health is the greatest blessmg--
Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery the
greatest medicine. It arrests the progretee
of lung- and scrofulous diseases, and curet
consumption, or Lung -Scrofula, if taken in.
time. It is the king of liver invigorators
a,ncl blood -purifiers, and a powerful tonic;
building up the debilitated patient to per-,
eat health. Contains no alcohol.
The Policeman's Varied Lot.
Chester (Pa.) News : The police are not
kept busy chasing elude, bathers .off the
wharves these days, but they might chase
the profane swearers off the corners.
meat. , . , Jones was saying, "you ought to know The °Inn' of the widow seems to be en' If your little ones suffer with "snuffles"
"Vhat fell 2—What was it 2—It Wa8 what he is; if 1 Was to hint that we are veloped in a haze. The widow is neither Nasal Baia, wiii give theta relief, it is 4
killed." nervous', it would probably decide it at once born nor maid.
ce A sheep, poor brete ! Don't talk of it. and the wrong way, Just to show his Sn- There were 209,060 miles of railway ':errctaatinarerthir.e fS°Orladltb yf °al. VI sdoefre dealers. Try i nTtrhye' ihe a di.
tng the future Mts. jones hung uptee los Think of somethirig else," dependoece, he would do it. He is quite and the wrong person eontehow seems COO" ttacks and 1,797 railway corperetioes in + ,
, words as though they, were oracles e• but if " I can't "enshi;flaerisg=" I tiaren't °nen infatuated; he bangs alaout the beach or the sciotts of the fallue end bungles over. ICS re- the United Statee on June 30th last, steaord- —It tones 60,000 roree te, make ear otmee
hey were discieets they committed themmy eyes ; / arn frald 1ghould a s t• village hall the day. Yestercity in the cite, , emphasize thc Wrong points, ansi ing to statistics just eempleted. of attire et atoms.
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