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The Exeter Times, 1887-7-27, Page 6, „ s s ,esese s s. • .7%1E1X3- Wis:IXT300 CHAPTER XIX.OREM groundless oecusations you have brought against Me,. Yon have made tbem ; Near one window Elt.Q04 a high Japanese peeve ehem." He turned to Imercee with a seen, With plate -glass panels. Isodore gesture whiph was alusQSt noble, ell the ac- ` ed barely time to conceel heraelf behind tor's iostinet aroused in him now. Theee sis, when Le Gautier entered. He seemed was one deeperate thane° for hina yet. mewii0 hurried, but otherwise cabal "You had best take :°are, tteoept you ough, a he walked into the room and at your word." verde Enid. Before 1 leave"—Then "1 wish th be taken at my word. I de - stopped suddenly. I. Intend yew: Proofs 1" , • Sir Geoffrey was standing a little way "And you shell have them !" Saying •eack frotu the group,. one hand behind his . these words, Luereee glided swiftly from back, the other pointmg with unsteady fore- finger to Linda Despard, while lie never moved his eyes from Le Gautier's face. A little flick of the noetrils, e quiver of the lip, and the Frenchman was himself again. But Sir Geoffrey never moved; he merely opened his lips, and snapped out one word, " Well ?" • "Is this a theatrical rehearsal?" Le Gau- tier asked at length. am waiting," the baronet returned, "for sorne expla,uation. To a man of your astuteness, I need not be explicit. This lady, monsieur, and you, I hear, are old acquaintances." " You talk in riddles, Sir Geoffrey," "You are anxious to gain time, I, on the other hand, do not wish to be too hard upon you. Let me explain. Miss Linda Despard—who has been in my house for sonie time, the result of an accident, the details of which you have probably heard— turns out to be an old friend of yours. She is dressed this moment, you perceive, in a character which had been rehearsed under your personal superintendence—the charac- ter of my late brother." But what can this possibly have to do with me ?" "A truce to this folly 1" Sir Geoffrey cried warmly. "1 have heard everything about the jugglery at Padclington—the mir- rors, Bela Pepper's Ghosts, and the whole miserable machinery by which I was de- luded." "Then you no longer believe ?" Le Gau- tier asked, fxing his glittering eyes upon ;the baronet's face. But the magnetic power was gone now ; • the glance was returned as sternly. Sir Geoffrey seemed a new man. "I do not be- - Rove," he replied. the room. • An awkward silence fell upon the group: Le Gautier was the first to speak. •There was a kind of moisture in his eye, and an air of resigned melancholy ou his face. "You have misjudged me," he said sorrovvfully. "Some day you will, be ashamed of this— Sir Geoffrey you. are the victim of a. design- ing woman, who seeks, for some reason, to traduce my fair fame. If I have a wife, let them bring me fece to face with her here." "You have your wish, Hector, for I am here !" Le Gautier hounded forward, like A man who lied received a mortal hurt, and gazed on the speaker .with glaring eyes. Valerie was standing before him, not without agi- tation herself. A low cry burst from his ips, and he drew his shaking hand clown his white, damp face. "What brings you here ?" he asked, hie voice sounding strangely to his own ears, as if it came from far awae . " Woman ! why do you come here now, to destroy me uttiarly 1? She shrank back—an eloquent gesture to the onlookers—a gesture seven years' free- dom from. thraldom bad not obliterated. "Von wished to see me. Lo 1 I am here 1 Turn round to your friends now, and deny that I am your lawful wife—deny again that you have ever seen me before, and put me to the proof.—Why do you not speak? Why do you not show a little of that man- hood you used to have? Strike me, as you have clone often in the times gone by—any- thing better than standing there, a poor, pitiful, detected swindler—a miserable hound indeed !" There was a dead silence now, only broken by Le Gautier's heavy breathing, and the rustle of his sleeve as he wiped the perspiration from his face. e'r "Then take the consequences --be a "There is the proof you demanded," ...,„ tit haunted, miserable man for the rest of your Luorece said at length. ' We are waiting days 1 You will not be warned. I have done for you to deny the witness of your eyes." all I can for you. If you like to believe the But still Le Gautier did not speak, stand - tale you have heard, I evil], not prevent you. t, ing there like some stone figure, his limbs I say again, take the consequences." almost powerless. He raised his head a mo - "On the contrary, my good sir, it is you ment, then lowered it again swiftly. He who will be the principal sufferer. I wish tried to articulate a few words, but his to make this interview as pleasant as pos- tongue refused its office. sible, and cannot do better than by making Sir Geoffrey laid his hand upon the bell. it brief. There was a little contract between "Have you nothing to say ?' he asked. , us, which you will consider at an end from t, e......e..__— Let me go ous—the place is ' this moment." choking me 1" , "And why ?" Le Gautier asked hotly. Sir eseoffrey rang the bell sharply. "Von have proved nothing against me at "Then this interview had better close. It present. This Linda Despard, whose tale has already been too long, and degrading— you have been listening to, is no friend of James, show Monsieur le Gautier out, if you mine." please.— I have the honour to wish you "Can you look her in the face and say good -morning ; and if we do meet again," that she is wrong ?" Sir Geoffrey interrupt- he added in a stern undertone', "remember, "You stand by a friend, Luigi !" Le ed. " Of course, you cannot deny the it is as strangers." Gautier said bitterly. "Do not think of truth of her words. Then why am I bound Le Gautier, without another word or look, me now. Every man must look to himself 1" to fulfil my contract with you ? ' left the room, Luerece following a moment "Sufficient of this," the 'President inter- " Because I have your word it shall be so. later, and leading Valerie away. Isodore rupted. " My , proofs are overpowering. You are charged with packing the cards, to On your word, and by the power I hold over stepped, out from her hiding -place, her face force the Brother Maxwell upon a danger. you, I claim my wife still." alternately scornful and tender. "And in good time, you shall have her, "We owe you a heavy debt of gratitude ous mission." Hector le Gautier." indeed 1" Sir Geoffrey exclaimed warily. "Enough 1" the prisoner exclaimed ; 1 ' The group assembled there looked sudden- "It is extremely good of you to take all this "confront me with my accuser 1" 1 Ly at Lucrece, as she spoke. She came for- trouble for mere strangers. Accept my most "You shall see her—Isodore !" As he raised his voice, a breathless hush ward now, facing the Frenchman, who eyed sincere thanks 1" . her with an undisguised sneer. "We are not quite strangers,".Isodore re- fell upon the assembly. Presently, a woman `'. "And what has the maid of Miss Charteris plied, turning to Euid. "Lucrece told you entered; for a moment she looked at the • to do with me ?" who she was; let me tell you who I am. I group, and then raising her veil, showed her -s, "Much," she answered quietly. " Do have never met you, though once I hoped to beautiful face. . you know who I am ?" do so. I am Genevieve Visci 1" "Marie 1" A deep, bitter cry, following '1 "A servant who has gotinto the drawing- "What ! Signor Visci's sister—the girl this word, burst from Le Gautier's lips, and -he fell forward upon the table, his head room by mistake. If I am wrong, please who—who"..___,. enlighten me." "Do not hesitate to say it. Yes, Isodore upon his hands. There was no esdape now, , Lucrece stepped forward, throwing her and Genevieve are one. Out of recollection he knew full well. , And the woman he head back, and placing one hand upon ,a, of old times, when yete were so'kind to my thought had loved him—the woman who table at her side. "1 will enlighten you. deal' brother,- I have not forgotten you, knew all his plans to the letter, was the ive years is a long time in a lifetime like knowing Le Gautier so well. Princess of the League, the most dangerous mine, but your memory will carry you back " Bat Lucrece, your sister, to come here member, Isodore herself 1 Salvarini looked to thVille Matto. Hector le Gautier, I as my maid. And Le Gautier—how did into her face for a moment, ii:nd then whis- m Lucrece Visci, sister of your friegd Carlo you know? - I am 1)11 at ems yet" '• pered one word—Genevieve; but she heard ism ' 1" It Is a long sad story, and some day it, and smiled at him,pleased thwt one man ; "And I am no wiser now." • when I know you better, I will tell you all, , should remember — hearsleehe little word -• "But I am," Enid exclaimed. " Father, but not, now. But one thing, please, re- which struck a womanly chord in her heart, ,ou remember Signor Visci, the artist who member, that come 'what Will, Le Gautier and was thankful. Then eh e onade him a 4 " seci to meet us at Rome ?" ' 'cannot harm, you now: , He may threaten, eign to be silent. .1. "Yes, my dear"—with a glance at Le but he is powerless. I have only to hold up Stunned by the crushing sforce, and sud- eutier—"'a fine specimen of an Italian :my handr--- . deness of the blow, Le Gander half lay entleman. The only unpleasant recolleo- "And Frederick—Mr. Maxwell?"• there, with his heed resting upon the table, ' ,on I have of him is, that he first introduc- "Do not be impatient. You will see'him no sound breeking theadolemn silence. The , me to Monsieur le Gautier." to -morrow ; for this evening I have need of president addreasedthe wretched man, ' The Frenchman's eyes flashed, and he him. You have not the slightest geounds asking him if he had anything to say. ' 1 ovecl as if to sPeak; but Lucrece continued for anxiety. Le Gautier will never harm He raised his head and looked dazedly , pidly : " You may not remember me 1 any one more." ' around, then down again: "I? No! ' 1 At you have not forgotten my sister, "How strangely, sternly, you spekk," have nothing to say. My doom is sealed 1" nevieve. Ah 1 I have moved you now! Enid replied. . • . e• . "Bind him!' s Charteris, you were in Rome when she Isodore smiled. le Do 1? , Well, you Rough hands were laid upon the doomed eppeared. Her false lover stands before heard what Lucrea. said, and I may have wretch, and fastened him in his chair secure - now 1" planned a little retaliation of my own. The ly, taking care to Make his bonds too tight el't is false 1" Le Gautier exclaimed. eastern eagle flies slowly, but his flight is for escape. Le Gautier did not resist; ,he rove that I—" . sure. Trustone, and fear not" I knew now that there was no escape in all the Itis true. Prove it? Look at your Enid was bewildered. But the time was 1 wide world for him. They left him thus, 'ace there !e Luerece cried, pointing to near when she was to understand. - trooping into an adjoining room' to go ,, A ror opposite him. "Look there, and With baffled fury and revenge raging in through the mockery of the trial which ut eit if you can 1" his heart, Le Gautier turned away in the the orders of the League demanded. li t rue or false I cannot waste words with! direction of his lodgings anywhere to got i When Le Gautier 1.00ked up, he was alone PAR preVin eer„yonilmose eineany warlihe'etosid etrieeesenene rendgite,g,s grater fellanee ati Nee Wenlen# daseppeere parted wear' t —44-40 800ed 1131gili eantl.ea itisd Le' Gentler haetily nitervelled, ” I humbly keg your pardon, I will fetols 4 1tnnle0A0i1Xe, fs'N balter einMefrIS t'?"1,0n; I an eettien'tet Ono4). „J ,litOteee tes'Inyeelfe an ewe yese*liPpeemlip19 tQjt. " No !"' thinidered. the Chief Ceimoiller with a glance he Le Gautier% face that made his }maxi beat thick and fast. " 4p4 es to sustice, you shall have it preeently,to the uttermoet sereple.—Gentlernene* there is a traitop present '," • With One aticerd they opraug to their feet, simpleton and alarm iu every eye. " Who ie it ?" they Pried. q` Death to the traitor !" "Look round among yourselees and. see if you can (Hawser him.—No ? Then he wears a good mask who has a herd consetenoe. —Stand up, traitor 1—ay, the most despi- cable ; stand up, and look us in the face 1 Who is the man wile has enjoyed, ,onr deep- est confidences—the man we halve to thank • Isodore for diacovering ?—Stand. up, I say! Rise, Heotor le Gautier !" The Frenchman knew his last hour had come; but he knew that suck a bold mecums - don as this could not be made without the most Convincing proof. Ent despite his failings, he was not the than to cower be- fore such a great danger. He braced his nervee till they were like steel; there was no particle of fear in his faoe as he turned at bay. • "1 had expected something like this," he said. "It is not 'likely that my promotion should •pass by without; bestirring some jealousy. I will say nothing about my long services, the years I have spent in the service of the League. My accusers- and your proof 1" A murmur of applause ran round the table at this senthnent. There was no ap- pearance of guilt here. "Isodore is your accuser—the proofs she holds. You are charged with conspiracy to overthrow the League, in conjunction with another person. Your companion is one Marie St. Jean." , Even with Ms iron nerves under control as they were, Le Gautier could not repress a start, which was not lost upon the Councillor. " Marie S. Jean," he continued, "re- ceived from you certain Papers the the pur- pose of handing them over to the The information contained therein is com- plete. Do you deny yeur handwriting ?" He threw a bundle of papers across the table to Le Gautier. As he read them, his white face beca,me corpse -like in its livid hue. But he was fighting for his life now, and summoned all his self -command to his aid, knowing full well that if he was con- demned, he would never leave that room alive. His calm air came back to him. "1 admit the handwriting—private mem- oranda Stolen from my apartments. I am still waiting for your proof. Besides, Marie St. Jean is a member of the League; she re- stored to me "Your insignia, which you had the tem- erity to stake upon the colour at Homburg.— Salvarini, I call upon you to say if this is not so ?" "1 would rather say nothing about this,' Salvarini said. Le Gautier saw how dis- tressed and agitated he was. "1 fear—I much fear you have too much proof without calling upon me." (To Ins ceterteInisn). ,l3ritain'aDependenCe, tike, Ona. In tilPse days it cannot be tee frequently itereted and reiterated that te the sea Eng- land and, the Eugliebee eesking race Ow.e eyeryththg: Whatever tu y mad of ]ing. land's deeaslence as a physical force among the other great Physissel foreee of Enrope, her unique destihy as the greet morel force of the world is becoming more end more ob- vious every day. The peoelier racial thee- iteteristies of bee, people„, her ,lenguege, , her literature, her tradition, are °blowing. the great tide ef homan life, 'se the mighty river beyond the peaks of Kaf coloured, according to the Mohammedan fancy,. the waters of the ocean "ea ,with the livsng blood of all gems." . • ' And what is the cause of this? The fever- ish attention . lately given to colonial matters on the :Continent and the talk of Imperial Federation in England 'thew what is the general opinion to the'oetise. A great racial struggle for life is imminent in Europe, outlets for the teeming popula- , tiens of the old world are Urgently deinand. ed, and practically there are no new coun- tries left to developee the new world of the West and in the new, world of the Sooth the whole of the lands in the temperate zonesihave been appropriated, and by whom? Mainly by the English. . That elite, is the cause of Eugland's preseritdomthance and of her ,stupendous future hes now beeome an SX10111'ou-The Contiuen But what is the cause of the cause? How has it come about that in the unfilled lands of the temperate zone—in North Amerieee in. Africa, i Aastealia --almost 'every square mile oflancliain the hands of English- men ? Among Englishmen we, of 'course, in- clude our brothers of the United States, with *hem we of this island share with pride our blood and traditions, and between whom and us the bonds of affectionate .sym- pathy are becoming closer and closer every year and every day. Is it true as English , chauvinists assume it to be, that in the , great racial struggle for life the Englishman , is specially organised. for success? Does the English race reaily exhibit any superiority j over the other European races? Are English -1 men and Americans more courageous than , Germans or more energetic? Are they more high-spirited than the French, or more deft, or more frugal? Are they more nobly en - slowed than the Italians with that dignified commou sense which is said to be the very ' salt of life? To answer these questions in the affirmative would, no doubt, be pleasant, but would it be justified by the facts ! Would any English employer.of labor, skill -1 ed or unskilled, answer them in the affirm- ative? No ; there is another cause • a cause wholly unrelated to race—for the prospects of the English race. That cause 'is the sea. From no peculiar merit of his own, but from the favouritism of fate or circumstances or chance, eit the English rade destined to hold the witeld in its hand The English- man's birthplace liaving heensthe only large and fruitful island of the old w,orld, he has become the child; of the sea: 1 That the high rpad 'Of the ocean should' lead him all over the wOrldevas simply ine- vitable. • Hence. England' destiny as the august incielesi. of empires ahould ive rise to no vainglory in any Englishman's breast; but rather -it should give rise to a feeling of modesty, almost of humiliation, before re- sponibilities so vast. It should cause us to ask ourselves, Are we really and fully worthy of this favouritism of the sea? Thanks to the "silver streak," which is worth an entire European army., the English race, instead exhaustingof f , theotherless lucky races have been obliged to do, in de. fending frontiers, has been enabled to give all its energies to strengthening its limbs at home and finding fresh fields in which to abroad.strengthen theni • 1 f late years that the fact has been ignored that England owes her very existenets to the sea —that without the sea she is nothing. This becomes clear at once if we, 'hire to the Popular literature and to the stage of fifty yeaes ago. At the time when the achieve- ments of Nelson were Still fresh in the Tap - sitar mind, the love of the navy was a na- tional passion—a passion whose expression would be laughed at now. Out of many in- stances that occur to us we will give one. In a volume called "Romance of Reel Life" appeered a story called "Subordination" in which was a dramatic situation of a. very temptingkind for managers and playwrights. A soldier having struck his superior O eer f or as:Saluting hie (the soldier's) wife, wai tried by Court-martial, and condemned to death. Admirably adapted as was Such a story for, the somewhat sentimental stage of that time Douglas Jerrold, who understood well the deep national passion for everything naval, saw that by turning the military into a na- vel hero the popular appeal of the story would be intensified 'a hundredfold. That:he was right on this supposition the annals of the stage of that time abundantly show. NOVmclays a nautical drama cannot be taken seriously at all. The very name suggests a Cockney • burlesque. Thus considered, a writer of good sea poetry would confer a service on the country should he revive in the breasts of Englishmen the old passion for the tradition's of the English navy. The finest marine lyric in this or any other lan- guage '• "Ye mariners Of England," was writte,ii,by a man who had no knowledge whatever of the sailor's calling, and there is no need why the "Sohos,? "Heave -hos" and Pull away, "boys," of the Ditclin school of marine poets should be revived. The lands - mats, if he have the true sea -feeling; need not shrink from entering the field. Sir Geoffrey, I hold you to your away from himself for a..!time, nothing left save for Isodore. "You are satisfied with osjiise_.-Euid,you shall keep your word." to him now bub to wreak his vengeance upon 1 your work now ?" kT e are not in the habit of bestowing Sir Geoffrey in the most diabolical way hie "Yes, lam satisfied now," Isodore echoed. tithes aughters of our house upon adventur- fiendish ingenuity could contrive—and Iso- "So you thought to play me off against ag es m Sir Geoffrey replied. "1 am sure your dore. By this time, Maxwell was no more; Enid Charteris poor fool! Hector le Gan - on al good sense and a little calm reflee- there was some grain of satisfaction in I tier, I an going to tax your memory. Do o ill show youthe folly of your demand.' that ; and he had Marie St. Jean to fall ; you remember one evening in the Mattio Ty father has spoken for me," Enid back upon. !woods when you abandoned a lonely trust- " I have nothing to add."• 1 Hu sat brooding in his rooms till nearly ing &I, the sister of your friend? Do you Gautier stepped across the room to nine—time to attend the meeting of the remember laughing at a vow of vengeance She rose to her feet in alarm. Luerece Leave, the last one he determined that 'five years ago? Justice is slow, but it is 'between the two, and grasping Bind should ever see his face. Had he known sure. Do you remember ?" • wrist, and laying her hand upon the how fatally truethis was, .he would have 1 "Yes. Is it possible that yeti can man's shoulder, heldhim back. "Are faced a thousand dangers rather than gone be ?"— ad that you ask this thing ?'.? the to Gray Inn Boad that night. It was ; 'Y es, it is possible, for I am Genevieve 1`•nearly ten when he lowered his gas, and , Visci 11 18 my turn now." And without d wherefore? How does it concern struck off across the side streets in the dire°. ' another word the left him, 1 tion of Holborn. • When he reached his des- Presently,a desere to live to k the place of noked him steadily in the face as she tination, he walked up -stairs, the only ea. -Ibis dull despair. ,In an',agony he tugged : "Then I must refresh your mem- rival as yet. Had he been less preoccupied, and turned, cutting his Wrists with the d raising her voice till it rang he' would not have failed to notice the glance keen rope till the blood ran down his hands. he lofty room, "because you have bestowed upon him by the custodian. He lie wind hear the low monotonous voices nth* staggered leack ; but he was; company came in. , late S hi the resscliselow's and only thet thin eady lingered about the room till one by one the from the adjounn room the hurrying foot- Ix y6 . of your little , ihey were not long in commencing bud- we. I be ee him elf au sof safety. Even the 8," he said mockingly. Ines& Le Gautier did not occupythe chair window, leading from the iron ,staircaite was at him! Lucrece eicolaamed, turn -Ion this oecarsion ; the proccedengs of the evens and the evening breeze fanned his others, and pointing at the de- ing were important and it Supreme Councils white despairing face. He struggled again ti with infinite scorn. " Look into or was present He greeted each man coldly. till hie heart nearly burst ',and -then Worn t Another tw n d e wok lus dejected, air, though 'he tewell, and tell me if I am wrong." erd is doubtless & good one; but ethingebetter than words, and ad. Deleted not think I chtee paltde4onspiracy which has against ? you have the o deal with in me for that, rntorlaP, fulfill a e COIripitet e , my power .?0 Stet yet ; en& Sir Geoffrey, 1 give 100, more chance. Refuse at your refuse," Sir Geofiker answered Pe your worst." ' your decision 1—And now as to To Le Gautier his manner wits Stern' to the eja,st degree. The reutine commenced, and /Jos conducted quietly for some time in the • briefest, dryeet fashion. Then the president for the eveftg rose, ited taking front his , pocket the gold moidore, commanded every ' one there to throw his upon the table. Pre; ; meetly, nine golden come glietered on the green liaise, " One ,short" the president said sternly. " Whose ?ft I They looked round, ch waiting for the other to speak. "It is mine," Le Gentler exclaimed, " I did not think it necessary," " YOu'Ins,ve tie right to' think ; it is not out, brokeintd tears. , '• • "Rector V' '• He tubed roeusa,,hardly,certetin','Whether it was et vdid6 „or a tOtteSr. ''Gratlif411'y ,out of the mista figere'enierged, ostidsiereephig stealthily acroes.the bare floor, .fitinie,46 his side, It Wie*Valeile.:e o eri,e , 'Se; Yea,' hevee:corne to gloatoesei- thy eniitery too,"..lieeeshieleerecl hoereely:s " I or, thaeuedled eieL em, I shall,do.'yott a mil - chief." ' • ." 1 For answer, she drew a knife‘ 'from her ,pocket, .conlmeneed, with tteiribling stingers, to sever his, bends. one the Sharp knife cut -through -them till at length • Sakirki betrTWO Girlre Whatever now ,IMSre been the original of the fabled' niermaides See-girl/0 the real mermaida ere certeinlyfound bathe SendWielt Wands. • Tbat streng man, much less a, Young wninalt? Oivn be so much at home in ! the water ste ee fight mid en/ the fiercest native of that element on ith own bottle - grouts& seems incredible, but Senator Fair, of Nevada, tells the followtng story as essperienee of hie ewn : , heppeeed upon my last visit to the Sandwich Islands, am a very expert swimmer, and nothing pleases me bettee thau a plunge iuto the Salt water, The tem- perature of the island e is 'delightful, and I could not resist the temptation to take a swim. , I prepared myself, andplunged in, After had been in the water for half an hour, I pushed out over and beyond one of the reefs which surrounded the Islands. All at once I realized that sotnething was going on on the shore. There was gusto a number of natives there, and they appeared to be greatly excited. Sudddenly two native girls swam out behind .me with long knives be- tween their teeth, I looked around, and to my horrow I saw a shark making for me with terrific speed. Aninstapt later the girls had dived, and the'thark had nearly stopped. he water aronsid him Was red with blood. The girls Came to the surface again, and again they dived and plunged their long knives into the prionster. • .At last he lay still on the top of the -water quite dead. The natives dragged ehim ahore and found that he was one of the largest of his species. Bist for the wonderful bravery of these gide I should not be here to -night to tell you this story. The Oolor Line. The negro question in all its aspects is. still one of the greet burning matters of the the hour. It will not be laid to rest except in one way and that way, let multitudes pro- test as they may, is by amalgamation, such amalgamation as to involve perfect equality not only before the law but in all ecclesi- astical and social affairs. Soled intercourse won't be forced. Every one will continue to choose his intimates as he pleases and no one will marry a colored person unless he has a mind to just as he need not marry his scullery girl 'in order to comply with the constitution. But the scandal of miscegen. ation is disappearing and the mingling of the two races, in churth fellowship, wiped. ally, is going on and no power on earth can stop it. Coloured churches there, of course, are and such will coutinue for a good while, to come. But such exclusiveness either on the one side or the other is found to be a mistake and is being remedied as quickly as , possible. The negro is net now looked upon as an intruder in many white Protestant churches and the mingling of all colours at ithe communion table will soon be universal. ;Why should it be otherwise? It would puzzle a conjurer to say why? All churches • are rather finding fault with their neighbors over the matter and it la to be hoped that they will manage more and more rapidly to pluck the beam out of their own eyes and to ban- ish the unchristian inconsistency of coloured pews and churches out of their own conduct. He Slew His Own Son. Fourteen years ago David Silver, who was then thrty years of age, disappeared from • his home,in Rumf rd, Me, His father, Dan- iel Silver, who said he supposed he had met with foul play, offered a reward for informa- tion, but no trace of the missing man could be found. His father died recently at the age of eighty and was bune 1 on May 20th at Rumford Centre. The mystery of David's disappearance is rived by Herbert Bixbee, who worked on Silver's farm at that time and who joined in the.search. At one time after David's disappearance having occasion to get some dressing under the barn, Bixbee removed some chaff and came upon some rocks and loose dirt, which roused his sus- picions. I He went to Mr. Silver and asked him if he ever had a well under the barn floor. :The old man trembled and seemed very much frightened, and finally made a con- fession to the effect that his son David, 'in one of the violent spells to which he was snbject, attempted to assault him with a pitchfork. He warded off the blows and struck his son over the head with a sled stake, killing him almost instantly. :Fea.,ing that the law would deal severely with him, he buried the body under the barn fioor, where it may be found to -day if ithas not been disturbed recently. Bixbee agreed not to mention the matter till the old man was dead and gone. and has kept his word. Bixbee by thus concealing the e'rime has made himself an accessory after the fact and is liable to punishment. Italy's .African Elephant. Eighteen months ago, when Italy's troops marched' into Massowah, Signor Depretis announced that the Government's sole pur- pose was to develop trade with East Africa and the Soudan, and that there was noneecl to take possession of territory outside of Massowah and its environs. At present King Humbert's soldiers are cooped up on the little peninsula on which Massowel stands, and its environs are overrun by hos- tile Abyssinians, who are committing depre- dations almost within gunshot of the little town. Last week the Italian Chamber of Deputies voted a war credit of $5,000,000 to enable Italy,. as the _Minister of War declar- ed, "to retain Measowah and to pursue the l hdi i tht f ! objectshe las always a n v ew— a, o developing trade and advancing civilize- . tion.' • We Don't Have to Go. • There was a shower at ehurch time and. some of the churches were almost empty. Not one in a dozen of those who stayed away would for a like cause have stayed away from their daily work. The conclusion is that a large part of our people consider what is commonly called divine service much .ess imperative than human service and attend just as it suits them. It is doubtless a misnomer to call it divine service, The days and hours of work are our time of ser - vice. We go to church to worship, to meet God and toet his blessin There are those fi who say they can do these things better at home: Those who say this ignore the half of religion in ignoring the fellowship of the church It is a poor sort of religion that just does what pleases it arid serves the Lord only so far ite the service agrees with Susi. dam clothes. Others say Sunday is given us as a day of rest and not as a day of work. Then let Fitch see,thet theyetake a sufficient share of their working time in which ro worship and draw nigh to God. He slimly has some claim on them and they surely need something from Him.-3Mositreal Wit. flees. , , txooloi or. Fred ; There's Jones 1 He's a eisiug lawyer, isn't he? Ned Yes, he goes a story higher up the hiss& every quarter day I , ..... , . ,. I• . I. I • . . . . 0 1 Italy has had a sorry experience in this sickly part of the Red Sea coast. Her little army of occupation, partly decimated by King John s savage fighters, has required continual reinforcements. The present sit- uation 'cannot long endure. Italy' must either move with energy to punish the fierce mountaineers who have,blocked every road to the interior and prohibited all commerce with the Italians under penalty of death, or she must retire defeated from Africa. fever and partly annihilated at Dogeh by • England's Uoronation • Ao perfervid. Scot, proad,in the belief that the anolf3TA prePl,iecy connected with the coronation steno being oer day and bOfore our eyes nk the persOns oi her Meat Gractous 'Mojesty the descend- ant of our ancient Scottish Kluge, and of the nianY eminent. $c4tanken and deeeend- ants of SeptSirleKk Who hold high offiee end be eule, pet enly In these kingdom's, bub, in the Oolensiee peed in India, permit me to draw per attention ta the statement you made in the Tithes of yesterday, that the sovereigns of England, feoni EdWard the Confessor , shimmer& lied been crosvned on that atone, and to thet ;wide by Mee of your contemporaries some days previously that the famous coronatiell °hair Was made by commend ef the Confessor to in- close the stone of Scone." Neither state. meat is correct. The stone was brought by Edward L from Scone " quhar " according to Blind. Harry, "Kingis was around Aught huadyr yor and mar," And Edward II. wonld appear to have been the first England monarch crowned on it. A passage in " Blind " Harry seems to show that Edward I. was crowned on the stone at Scone, but I think it refers to Balliol. It is as follovvs "For Ihon the Balyonne to Mrtnross then he send, And putt donne Mr ouir of this Kynrik, Then Ednuarde self was oallit roy full ryk. The croune he tuk apon that sammytie stane At Gadalos send with his sone Ira Spane, Quheu lber Soot fyrst ie till Wand come." The chair, according to Dean Stanley, was made by King Edward I. to contain the stoue, and was originally intended to be made of bronze, but was ultimately made of oak, Possibly the Mistakes may have arisen from the fact that the chair in which it is encased is semetimes called King Edward's chalk, and semetimes St. Edward's chair. Thus Startley tells us that King Edward's chair is expressly mentioned in the coronation of Mary, while in the office for the "Benediction and Coronation of Kings" given in Palmer's " Origines Liter - gime" I find "the King sitting down in St. Edward's chair ; the Archbishop reverently putteth the crown upon the King's head." The umbrella has figured more than once in war. It was recently used to protect the Sheriff at Bodyke from some boiling meal. Lord Kerr led his troops all through the Indian inutiny With an umbrella. Osman Pasha carried a large white umbrella into action at P evna. The forthcoming marriage of the young Emperor Kevangssi is Officially announced. The subject was first mentioned informally at the beginning of lastyear, and we are now told that the youthful ruler and—what is mote important—the Empress (until lately , Regent) have at last niade a Selection of the I lady whom they deem weethy th bo the 1 wife of the sovereign of the Middle Erepire. The thremoity is to be marked by unique festivites, the cost of which is computed tit £1,000, 0 . The last °daemon ef a Chmeee Emperor% inareiage WAS in Odtdber, 18'72, when Tungehe mearied the lade Alhuta." • Boys and Tobacco. There can be very little doubt about the fact that the use of tobacco by boys before they have arrived at the years of maturity is greatly injuring the constitutions of the people of this continent. Whatever may be said in favor of the moderate use of the weed by the full grown, there is such an agreement as to its effect upon the young that most of those whose opinion on the subject is of any value favor laws which would make it a punishable offence for those under age to use tobacco in any form. To- bacco smoking iucreases pulse rate, and stimulates unnaturally the salivary glands. Its effect in checking growth is unmistak- able and at any rate so far as the young are concerned it is doing quite as much harm as the use of intoxicating liquors. The cigars ette has been found even more harmful than other forms of using tobacco. Everyone can see tint the youthful users of this narcotic in any from are puny, nervous, white faced, unreliable things that will never become men. Besides the use of this weed and alcohol go hand in hand. Some of the United States have al- ready passed laws prohibiting the side of to- bacco to all under sixteen years of age. This is so far well and it would be something gained if there were such a law in Ontario. But the great thing is for all grown up per- sons to show the example. Precept and Prohibition are all very well, but example is much better. How can fathers find fault with their little sons smoking while they themselves so stink with tobacco that they can be smelt before they are seen? There are a good many rabid, ranting prohibition ists who are perfect slaves to the tobac pipe. Before such make another speech in their favorite line they had. better throw pipe and tobacco fob to the back of the fire. Not much hope from such tobacco soaked reformers, whether that word is spelled with a small r or a large one. Deathless. BY ELLA IVIIEELSR amodx. There lies in the centre of each man's heart A longing and love for the good and pure, And if but an atorn, or larger part, I tell you this shall endure, endure, After the body has gone to decay— lea, niter the world bas passed away. The longer I live and the more I see Of the struggle of souls toward heights above, The stronger this truth comes home to me, That the universe rests on the shoulders of Love— A Love so iiinitless, deep and broad That men have renamed it,and called it God. And nothing, that ever was born or evolved, Nothing created by light or force, But deep in its system there lies dissolved A. shining. drop from the great Love Source— A shining drop that shall live for aye Tho' kingdoms may perish and stars may die. Jubilee Jugs. The Prince of Wales originated the idea of the Jubliee jugs which to the number of 85,- 000 were distributed to the children in Hyde Park last week. His royal Highness wee much struck by the distribution of rough brown cups bearing the Imperial cipher in relief, with which the Czar commemorated the marriage of the Czarovitch ; and ttte productions of Messrs. Doulton, which cost nearly sixpence each,' are .great improve- ments on the original. The ground is of polished creammoloured earthenware, and the two portraits of the Queen (1827 and 1887) are artistically executed in neutral tints. Fogg seers paper car wheels are nothing, and asserts that he has seen paper journals on the cars, too. " One of our prominent barker mans lately got troubled mit a dightness of der chest," says Carl Pretzel, "Ho vas shtingy like der duce. Fiery nite times he put his trunk of sekuridies under his pillow, and he don't shleop a mouthful, but yoost lays awake to hear 'em draw interest oud." aene other evening Philip Spear left his five.year.old boy alone in the house for a little time. While the father was away a kerosene lamp, left on a stand, exploded. The little fellow, with remarkable presence of mind, seized the blazing 'Amp and threw it out Of the window. When the lamp struck the sidewalk it attracted the atten- tion of some men who ran upstairs and ex- tinquished the fire, whioh hadusne e stand. cloth and several newspapers lying upon Sonte of the bumning fluidspatter- cd over the boy, burning histo quite severely, What is to be clone to obviate the neces- sity of strike18 atilt the question, but the ; unanswered one, Whatever may be urged hi fa,vour of strikes, it canna be well ques- tioned that they are expensive and uncer. tain in their operatioes -and very dentoraliz. nig in their effects4 Arbitration does not seem to be. acceptable with either party, thotgli why it would be difficult to say. What an amount of nsieery and lose would be sieved if some reaeonablc way of econ- siling and labour would be discov- erecl ?