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ways curtailed the appellation of 1 poor husband wait much older --is
Madam to the English form,
But Mrs. Dennis would not hoar
of stopping in bed a minute longer
than was neoceary. 'No -no,
Zollo, I've •hall more than enough of
hod,' she oriod-'got my bath ready
and I will get up at once -1 am dy'
ing to got up.'
3bo felt better and alu set asham-
ed of her fears, now that the day•
light bad come. She went luta the
dining room, where her breakfast
was served and looked over her
paper and at one or two weekly
journals which had come that morn
ing with quite a keen interest.
There were one or two reforonoos to
the tragedy which had taken place
in The Plats, S. W., which brought
the blood into her shooks and nor•
vonsnese of fear back to hor heart
for a moment, but as she res 1 on,
all that peened away again and she
felt as if sho had boon an utter fool
to have been so frightened in the
long, dark watches of the night,
which, thank God, was poet.
And yet she was dreadfully dull
-for the first time in her life she
seemed to have no aim in existence.
She tried to read, but when she had
looked over the papers she found
that she could not fix her attention
on the page. She began to sow at
a piece of beautiful and artistic em-
broidery which had given her groat
pleasure during many an hour that
Jack Trevor bad spout with her ;
hat now she seemed to have no
patience to work the gay silken
threads in and out, and at last she
throw it down and walked to the
window where she stood restlessly
tapping hor fingers on the pane and
wishing that she could take a jour -
that it, ell ? Well, well, 111110 one,
it will pais by in time, 0:.d than
you will marry to ploase your.
self ---
'Oh ! no•--no-don't speak of it,'
Et bol oriod tremhliug and looking
round fearfully.
'No -no -we will not speak of it.
But tor the present you aro lonely
and dull an l nervous. But you
aro not left alone in your house
surely ?'
'Yes ---unite alone except for Zello
and Judge,' unsevered Ethel mourn•
fully.
'And the good mother ?' euquired
Maclaine.
'Went away yesterday,' returned
Ethel forlornly. 'My mother is not
of much use when anything unusual
and dreadful happens ; ehe only
thought it was all very diegraeoful
and mostly my fault.'
'Ah ! that is the British matron
all over,' murmured the Polish
woman drily. 'And the friend who
used to be hero so muoh, the plena•
ant young man who is now a lord
with the frank eyes and the gay
laugh -where is he ?'
'IIo is away too,' said. Ethel, the
clouds falling over her face again.
'You see he has just come into a
very largo property, and he must
attend to all the business connected
with it.'
'But that is not all,' said Madame
simply. •
Ethel flushed crimson instantly -
'Oh I Madame, he -he is different
-something has altered him. I
don't kuow what it is, but he was
so different when he was only Jack
Trevor. I ata so unhappy, so udi•
happy -I feel as if I had not one
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nay to New Zealand or the moon or I friend iu the world except yourself
anywhere far enough away from her and why should I expect you to be
small world in London. my friend?'
Then she suddenly bethought her Birt I am your [}lend,' said the
self of the pleasant little Polish other solemnly,
woman uptake, and no sooner
For I suppose the blue•bottico do
leave blood, as to flatten ono out
against the wall is to make a red
dish sumer on the paper and on
whatever weapon you choose to use
or happen to And handy with which
to slay the enemy. And then pith
er your wife Domes and says that
you aro an untidy creature who bei
no business to have slot of silly,
foolish fancies, or else she looks at
you a week afterwards with big ro.
proachful oyes and intimates that
we shall have to have such and scab
a curtain or window blind or soine•
thing sent to the wash this week
they've got so messed with flies and
things. I've noticed the women in-
variably say 'messed' when they
want to express some damage or
other which has not been an actual
acaidont, but has really been done
on purpose. Well, I dare say it is
very aggravating to the wives ; but
in my case I see no remedy for the
evil except by the total extinction of
the blue bottles, which I am afraid
is not a very likely eveut. So until
the happy day comes when blue•
bottles no longer annoy me I fear
that my poor Nell will have to go
on enduring the dreadful evidences
of slaughter in every room of the
domicile, into whioh my avocations
or her pleasure take me. For to
tell the truth I cannot stand a blas•
bottle anyhow. I don't like mice
and we haven't any bluebottles, but
seriously a couple of rats in a room
where I was trying to tell a story,
would not, if they would keep toler-
ably quiet and amuso themselves
without expecting me to play with
them, succeed in making work so
utterly impossible as one bluebottle
is able to do.
I often think of Mariana during
the bluebottle time.
'The blue -fly buzzed upon the pane.'
And I wonder if Mariana loathed
the intolerable sound aa I do 2 If
so, poor soul, what a lively time she
must have had of it. I should hope
though that she got sufficient energy
to kill that blue fly. I always do it
as a duty -because everyone that
comes to a bad end, stops one branch
at least of the family from spread-
ing any further. The night before
last I wandered about my bedroom
in the scantiest of attire-luokily
the night wai warm -trying to en-
compass the earthly destruction of
the biggest fly I had ever sen. He
made more noise and showed more
tactical ingenuity than any living
oreature which has ever come under
my notice before. But I got the
best of hili at laet-you see, a blue•
bottle gets tired in tune -cud then
I followed him up from point to
point of the nice white ceiling and
pinned him in the end by means of
a pocket -handkerchief tied round the
(To be continued.)
thought of her than she ran out of
the room calling, 'Judge -Judge.'
CHAP ha LXVII.
'Yoe, mum,' he answered, ap• •
peering hastily at the door of the j No LIGHT.
cupboard which he called his pan- i 'Women always speak the truth, but not
try the whole truth—'
'Go up to Madame Wolouski'e- I wonder how it is possible for a
and give her my compliments and peace loving man like myself to sit
ask her if she will come dowu and Yown on a lovely June morning, as
lunch with ms 2 Say that I'm quite this is, with the hay -makers turning
alone.' over the three days' cut grass just
'Yes, Mum,' he replied. over the hedge and railing which
She went book to rho window divides my garden from the meadow
again and stood there looking out which lies between the house and
over the street. She fancied that a the high road, and write a story of
the doubts whioh filled and made
miserable the Shearts of a man and
woman, while one's own heart is
filled to overflowing, not with the
pride of life nor the lust of the eyes
nor even the desire of this world,
but the actual lust of btood, of blood.
shed ?
good many of the people ivUo passe
looked up onriously, ace if some signs
of the terrible tragedy which for a
few hours had been the talk of the
town, would be apparent in some
difference about the walls or the
windows of 'The Flats.'
'My mother was quite right,' she
said -'I shall never be able to stay
here -the very walls seem full of
sounds. Well, ace soon as the in-
quest is settled, I shall have to gu
away -but not to the Cliffe-uot on
any account to the Cliffs.'
Then Judge came bank with his
message -'Madame Wollunsky sends
her compliments ttnd will come
down in a quarter of an hour,
Mum.'
'Vory good. Theta order luucheon
for two, Judge, please,' she said
quite brightly.
15o by the time Mo]atne Wolenvldi
was shown it, she was in the mood
to run and meet her, to cry with
the enthusiasm of one just relieved
from some unpleasaut situation -
'Oh I I'm so glad to see yon -I
thought you were never coming to
see me any more.'
'My poor little one, why ?' asked
Madame, and then tools her iu hor
arms and kissed her tenderly. '1
have thought so much about you
these last few days, eo muoli and so
often '
'That was loud of you,' Ethel
answered -'hut until yesterday even•
lug, I did not lcuow %that you had
ever scut to ask after me. Then .I
Judge told me how good you had
been, how often you had sent. But
tell laic, why dirt yon not come iu to 1
see me when he asked you ? I
should have been so glad to see
you.'
Madame Wolonsldi drew her on
ilio soffit and sat there holding her
by both bands. 'Would you, my
dear little one 2 But how was I to
know that 2 You see I ani not Etig• 1
lieb, and in my cottatry we do not i
receive anyone at those times.'
'Neither do we,' Ethel explained
--'but I do not Dail you 1107000-
aE least you aro different, you live
under the same roof -you aro so
kind, and ---I should aero beau glad 1
to sec you, that is all,'
'Thant} you, myobild, thank you,'
'Madame cried. 'Aud you tell pie
how is it with yourself, my poor
little one ?'
'I am very lonely -and -and it
was a dreadful thing to happen,
you know, Madame --a dreadful
thing --but-'
'Beet yon are not. overwhelmed
with grief, is that i4, oh? All 1 yes
-yes-1 understand. It was a
marriage of eenveniehoe and the
t•liKI$IM,tS CUSTOMS.
The custom of piecing under the
mistleto we get from a Scandinavian
myth. Loki, an evil spirit, hated
Balder, the Appcllu of uortbotu
mythology, and sought to kill him.
But Friga, Balder'e mother, had
sworn by "everything that springs
from fire, air, earth, or water," not
to harm the celestial favorite. Phe
mistletoe not coming in this cute-
gory, Loki made an arrow of it and
gave it to the blind god Ueda to
test, The god of darkness shot the
arrow and Balder was slain. But
the little onus oR rho eve of St.
Nicholas' day, which was December
Oth, Iu southern Italy this is still
ono of the great festivals of the year,
And far more pre eminently the
children's day there than Christmas.
It is may to see bow tliia festival,
falling so near to that of the Nati-
vity, became In most instances t0 be
combined with it. Santa Claus is
only St. Nioholaa in Holland speech.
The }taint, who in Italy, the home
of his birth, was a man of tall and
imposing presence, became in the
Dutch legend short legged and pot.
bei0
Iliod anal the uecoseities of tl
as all the gods and goddesses prayed climate supplied 1118 garments of
PHOTOS.
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done in a 8rebrlaes manner.
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for the restoration of their darling, fur. Hanging np the stockings was MONET 'I'O LOAN.
Odin brought him back to life again. a Netherland =stow also, and as
The mistletoe was then given to lire this was generally suspended by the
goddess of love to keep, and every- huge open fireplace, the story that A
one passing under it received a iciss, the saint made his entrance through
to above that it was lbs emblem of its cavernous mouth followed very
love and not death. naturally. The addition of tbo
It may interest these who value sleigh and the reindeer wee also
all things the more for their antiqui- 1 nceeesary to explain satiefaotorily
ty to know that long before Christi.
to the children how the saint could
atilthetNorsemene be/ found its e h re theeainto the nh tags tilend or r short spaceathe s of the of lowlands
singlen ght.
under Canute turned their dragon• I Krish Kringle is often spoken of as
headed prows toward the chalk cliff German Santa Oisus, but Ebis
of Albion's Islo-seal wart youth of
119160 n error. Krish Kringle is a cer•
Scandinavia claimed hp tributes rnptton of Christ Iilndlein, or of the
of fair-haired maidens "under the
mistletoe bough" at Odiu's feast,
Cbrist•ohild, and is derived from a
wholly different legend, which de -
and found the sport quite es agree• scribes the Saviour in the guise of a
able as do the youths of the present child bringing gifts to the little ones
day, in Scandinavia or elsewhere. on the anniversary of his birth as a
Our Christmas -tree we get from human infant. This legend the
Germany. Perhaps the poetic idea Poetic Germans allied with their
of making spruce and fir bear fruit Cbristmas•tree, and have always
out of kind and season to brighten
the dullness of wintry hours may be.
taken from a legend of the times of
Thor and Odin, but it more prob-
able has its origin in mediaeval pag-
eantry. We have taken it from
Germany, and that but, recently,for
sixty years ago it was a cuetom un-
known in England. S. T. Coleridge,
in describing a visit to Germany in
1826, gives a graphic account of the
tihrietmas tree custom, as one of
which be had never before heard,
and peculiar to the German people.
It came to America with the Ger-
man eettlers of Pennsylvania, who
kept up the custom decades before
the descendants of the Puritans
adopted It.
The custom of gift -giving comes
to us from a legend of media:vat
Italy. St. Nicholas, a bishop of
the church in the fourth century,
inherited a large fortune, all of which
he gave away in charity, dowering
portionless maidens and aiding poor
children. A legend, which tells
how the good bishop restored to life
three children that bad been mur-
dered, caused slim to be regarded as
the patron saint of children, and it
soon came to bo the custom for the
elder members of the family to give
little gifts of toys or sweetmeats to
preferred it to the old fat Santa
Claus of Holland, with his Christ-
mas stocking and his reindeer.
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