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 ff^R-^y^^ ii Dolly, Isn't Christmas Jolly A cert^ain young ladj-. Who lives in Aicad.\ Thinks her simple Polly A duck of a Liolly; And in an arm-chair. With a minute to spare. Fast chatters away to her Though what s-he can say to her By way of invention Is past comprehension Now kissinff, now scolding her, Now warmly enfolding her. A sly little hird One day overheard Missy's gOFsiping tattle. And thus ran the pralile My sweet darling Dolly 1 Now is it not jolly That Christmas is near, With its berries and holly. And best of Rood cheer i I am astiy delighted. Mamma has invited Young ladies a few To meet me and you Well may you stare. Miss, At thought of such blips. Each brings a fine Dolly. Hut none like my Polly Yes. you shall be drest Aa fine as the best Nay, liner for know- Let me whisper it soâ€" I am sure you can bear. Though dumb you appear. You're like my dog Tray, VV ho knows all I say For that he shows clear By pricking his ear And beaiiiiK his tail On the Iloor like a tiail But he is too shy, I suppose, torepiy Yet what symnatiiy lies In his liquid brown eyts I His frame all a-shiver And a low whining quiver Betraying his rapture As I hold him in capture. I wish you irould speak, If only a squeak, Just as Pussy-cat goes When you step on her toes. Now, dearest of dears. Keep open your ears, And let your eyes glisten To show me you listen. I've a toilette, the rarest. To suit you, my fairest A pink satin dress, From Paris express Then dainty eilk socks. With finely worked clocks And shoesâ€" O such beauties 1â€" To put on your tootles Rare pearls to bedeck Y'our lily-white neck A scarf o'er your shoulders, To charm all beholders And a pair of kid gloves, .Such dear little loves. Tight-fitting as skin The fair hands within. O won't you look fine And all else outshine With envy they'll stan-. Their eyes open wide. As you sit on a chair Krect by my side. Dressed out as a tjiiecn Or State days is seen. O, darlingest Dolly Now iftn'l Christmas .ioUy ' I\ GOLDKA BOND)^. ciiai'T]':k III.â€" fcoMixcED.) " )li, Mrs. Rayner is i ever anything I At least â€" I mean," said J, annoyed at having spoken without thinkiL^;, " she is so reserv- ed that " "That you like Mr. Rayner best 'â€"" Ob, yes " Ho drew himself up rather coldly. " So do ir.cst lariit^s, I believe." " ine can't help liking a per.son who talks and laughs, and is brij^ht and kind, better than one who never speaks, and glides about like a ghost, and looks coldly at you if you speak to her," I burst out, apo'ogetically at tirst, but warming into vehemence towards the close of my speech. " Perhaps siie lueans to be kind," said he gently. " I'hen she ought to make her meaning plainer. She can't think it is kind to fix her eyes upon me as if I were something not human, if I laugh, to give me hpr hand so coldly and unresponsively that it .eems like a dead hand in mine, and at other times to take no more notice of me than if I were not there. Besides, she knows that it is the first time I have ever left home, and she must see sometimes that I am not happy." Mr. Reade suddenly stooped towards me, and then straightened himself aga'u just as suddenly, withcut any remark but he clear- ed his throat. I remembeed that I had no right to make th s conftâ- s=i'^u to a compara- tive stranger, and I added ejuickly â€" 'â-  I ougiit r.o: to talk as it I were i'1-treat- cd. I am not at all. l! slie would cn'y cot be quite so cold " '• Perhaps her own trouble are very heavy and hard to bear." "Un, no, they are not 1" I replied confi- dently. " At least, fche has a kind husband and a pretty heme, and everythiLg she can wish tor. And I think it is very selfish of her to give herself up to breeding over the memory cf her dead child, instead of tryiag t'j please her living hu band." "Her dead cl'.ildV " Yes. She had a bjy v,ho died some years ago, and she has usver got over it. That is why she is so reserved, ' " Oh ilow long ago did this boy die " asked he, in cuiicusly incredulous tones " About five years ago, 1 think Mr, R vy- ner said." "Oh, then it was Mr. Rvyner who told you?"â€"" Yes." "And Mrs, Rayner has never got over it?" "No. It seems dilScult to believe, doesn't it, that a brilliant woman who wrote books and was much admired should fade like that into a kind of shadow I wonder she doesn't write more books to divert her thoughts from brooding over the past." "Oh, she wrote books Did she tell you so herself " "Noâ€" Mr. lUyner." "Oh! Dd Mr. Rayuer tell you any more " The irony in his tone was now so unmis- takeable that I hesitated and looked up at him inquiringly. " I am sure he must have told you that he is a very ill-used man and a very long- suffering husband, and asked you to pity him. Didn't he. Miss Christie Ah, I see he did " he cried. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks but I was indignant at having to submit to this catechism. " Mr Rayner never aeks impertinent ques- tions," I said severely. The young man drew back, muttered " I beg your pardon," and, turning to watch the rain, began to hum EomettuBg without any time to cover his discomfiture. I was sorry directly but my dignity forbade nay calling him back to retract the snub. Yet 1 wa« dying to know the reason of his violent prejudice against Mr. Rayner. To my relief, in a few minutes he came back to me cf hia own accord. " Miss Cristie," he began nervously, 1 am afraid I have offended you. Won't you forgive me for being carried a little too far by my interest in a lady who herself confess- ed that she is away from her friends for the first time and not â€" very happy " I could not resist such an appeal as that I looked up smiling, with tears in my eyes, "Oh, I am not at all offended! Bat 1 should like to know what reason you have for thinking so ill, as you seem to do, of Mr. Eay^r." " Perhaps I am wrong. I really have no proof that he is anything but what he wishes every one to think himâ€" a light-hearted ac, complifihed man, of idle life and pleasant temper. It is not hip fault that, with all his cleverness, his ease cf manner is not quite the ease ot a gentleman." I was scarcely experienced enough to have found that out tor myself. I considered for a moment, and then said rather timidlyâ€" "Won't you tell me anything more? You can if you will, I thick, and, alone in the world as I am, I want all the knowledge I can get cf the people I live among, to guide me in my conduct." He seemed to debate with him'^elf for a moment then he sat down besid»; me on the Other shaft of the cart, and said very ear- nestly â€" "Seriously, then, Miss Christie, I would advise you to leave the Alders as soon as you possible can, even before you have got another engagement. You are in the midst of more dangers than you possibly know of, more probably than I know of myself, more certainly than I can warn you against." His voice was very low as he finished, and, while we both sat silent, he with his eyes intently fixed on my face, mine staring out fearfully at the sky, a dark figure sudoenly appeared before us, blocking out the light. It was Mr. R'tyner. Mr. Reade and I start- ed guiltily. Tne new-comer had approached SO quietly that we had not heard him had he heard ua CHAPTEi: IT, In spite of the rain and mud. Mr. Riyner was in the brightest of humours and his first words disprlled my fear that he might have overheard the warning Mr. Rsade bad just given me cot to stay at the Alders. He caught sight of me first as became under the roof of the dark s'^ed. " At last. Miss Cliristie it was a happy thought of mine to look for you here. But how in the world did you discover this place of re'uge " Then, turning, he saw my com- panion. 'Hallo, Laurence: Ah, this ex- plains the mystery 'ou have b;en play- ing knight-errant, I see, and I am tcK) late in the field but I shall c .rry ell' the lady, after all. My wife noticed that you st irted with- out your ulster, Miss Christie, and, as soou £s service was o^'er, she sent me eft' with it to meet you." He helped me on with it, and then I stood between them, silent and rather shy at re- ceiving so much unaccustomed attenticii, until the rain began to fall Iqss heavily, and w^ seized the opportunity to estiape. When we got in sight of the park, Mr. Reade wanted to take a short cut through it to the house but Mr. Rayner pointed out that there was no object to be gained by catch- ing a bad cold wading through the long wet grass, so we all went together as far as the park gates, when Mr. Reaele left us. "2s ice young fellow, that," said Mr. Riy- ner, as soon as the other was out of earshot. " Just the kind of open frank lad I should have liked to have for a son in a few years' time. Handsome too, and good-natured. There's not a girl in all the countryside who hasn't a smile and a blu^.li for Laur- ence." I did not think t'nis so great a recommen- daticn ss it seemed to Mr. Rayner, but I caid nothirg and he went on â€" "He is worth all the rest of his family piit 'ogether. Father â€" self-important, nar- row-minded old simpleton mother â€" ill- dressed, vegetable, kept alive by a sense of her own dignity as thepsnniless daughter of an earl sisters â€" plain stuck-up nouentities younger brother â€" dunce at Eton. But they haven't been able to spoil l^iurence. He may have a few cf their prejudices, but he has none of their narrow-minded pig head- edne?s. Y'ou don't understand the rustic mind yet. Miss Christie. I assure you there are plenty of people in this p:iri3h who have ccndemced me toeternal punishment because I am fond of racing cni, worse then all, play the violin." " Do you play the violin? Oh, I am so fend of it " " Are yon P^or child, you had better not acknowledge the taste as long as you remain in this benighted spot they class it with the black art. I believe I am popular- ly supposed to have bewitched the Alders with my playing. .Sjme of the rustics think that the reeds round the pond play all by themselves about midnight, if they are ac- cidentally touched." " Oh, Mr. Rayner, aien'c you rather hard upon the rustics " 1 said, laughing, "Not a bit, as you will find out soon enough. However, if you are not afraid of being bewitched too, you shall hear my violin some evening, and give me your opin- ion ct it." We were within the garden gates by this time, and, as we walked down the path, I saw a woman's figure among the trees on our right. The storm had left the evening sky so dark and she was so well hidden that, if I bad not been very sharp sighted, I should not have noticed her. As it was, I could not recognise her, and could only guess that it was Mrs. Rayner. The idea of those great wierd eyes being upon me, watching me, just as they had been on the evening of my arrival, made me uncomfort- able. I was glad Mr. Rayner did not look that way, but went en quietly chatting till we reached the house. He left me in the hall, and went straight iato the study, while I, before going up-atairs to take off my bon- net, went into our little schoolroom to put my church-aervice awiy. The French win- dow had not been closed, and I walked up to it to see whether the rain bad come in. The eky was still heavy with rain- clouds, so that it was quite dark indoors, and, while 1 could plainly see the woman I had noticed among the trees forcing her way through the wet branches, stepping over the fiower-beds on to the lawn, anl making her way to the front of the house, she could not see me. When she came near enough for me -o ais- tinguish her figure. I f aw that it was .not Mre. Rayner, but Sarah the hoosemaid. I stood, without acknowledging it to myself, rather in awe of this woman she wasjo taU and so thin, and had snch big eager eyes and such a curiously constrained manner. ne wa» only a few steps from the window where I stood completely hidden by the curtain, when Mr. Rayner passed quickly and caught her arm from behind. She did not turn or cry out, but only stopped short with a -sort of gasp. " What were you doing in the shrubbery just now, Sarah?" he asked quietly. "If you want to take fresh air in the garden, you must keep to the lawn and the paths. By forcing your way through the trees and walking over the beds you do damage to the flowersâ€" and to yourself. If you cannot re member these simple rules, j ou will hive to look out for another situation." She turned round sharply. " Another situation M** ' " Yes, you. Though I should bs sorry to part with such an old servaut, yet one may keep a servant too long." " Old I wasn't always old ' she broke out passionately. "Therefore you were not always in receipt of such good wages as you get now. Now go in a:id get tea" ready. And take care the toast is not burnt again." I could see that she glared at him with her great black eyes like a tigress at bay, but she did not dare to answer again, but slunk away cowed into the house. I am not surprised, for the tone of cold command with which he spoke those last insignificant words inspired me with a sudden sense of fear of him, with a feeling that I was face to face with an irresistible will, such as I should have thought it impossible for light- hearted Mr. Rayner to inspire. Tl:e whole scene had puzzled me a little. What did Sirah the housemaid want to stand like a spy in the shrubbery for How bad Mr. Rayner seen and recognised her without seeming even to look in that direc- tion Was there any deeper meaning under the words that had passed between them There was suppressed passion in the wo- man's manner which could hardly have been stirred by her master's orders to keep to the garden paths and not to bum the toast and there was a hard decision in Mr. Rayner's which I had never noticed before, even when he was seriously displeased. I waited be- hind the curtain by the window until long after he had gone back tov/ards the study, feeling guiltily that his sharp eyes must find me out, innocently as I had played the spy. If he were to speak to me in the tone that he had used to Sarah, I felt that I should run awsy or burst into tears, or do some- thing else equally foolish and unbecaming iu an instructress of youth. Bat no one molested me. When I crept away from the window and went softly up stairs to my room, there was no one about, and no sound to be heard ia the house save a faint clatter of tea thing's in the servants' hall At tva- time Mr. Rayner was as bright as usua' and laughingly decl-irjd that they should never trust me to go to church by mystlf again. That night I pondered Mr. R3ade's warn- ing to me to leave the Alders but I soon decided that the suggestion was quite im- practical. For, putting aside the lact that 1 had no stronger grounds than other poople's prejudice an 1 suspicion for thinking it imprudent to stay, and that 1 could see no sign of the danjers Mr. Reale had hint- ed at so vaguely, what reason could I offer either to my employers or to my mother for wishing to go This sort of d.ttiJence at inventing excuses is a strong barrier to action in young people. And, if I had over- come this difhdence sufficiently to offer a plausible motive for leaving the Alders, where was I to go? ^ly father was dead my mother, who had been left with very little to live upon, hal been glad, at the time when it was agreed that 1 should begin to earn my own living, to accept an offer to superintend the house- hold of a brother cf hers who had cot long lost his wife. My uncle would, I ktew, give me a home while I looked out for another situation but I understood now how few people seemed to want the services of " a young lady, aged eighteen, who preferred children under twelve." And what a bad recommendation it would be to have left my first situation within a month I And what could I say I did it for If I said, Because the house was damp, psople would think I was too particular. And, if I said I was afraid my pupil's mother was mad, they would want some better rea- son than the fact that she talked very little and moved very softly for believing me. And, if I said I had been told the place was dangerous, and bo thought I had better go, they would think I was mad myself. And, besides these objections to my leaving, was thsre not, to a young mind, an unacknow- ledged attraction in the faint air of mystery that hung about the place, which would have made the ordinary British middle-class household seem rather uninteresting after it? S3 I decided to pay no attention to vague warnings, but to stay where I was certainly, on the whole, well-ofiF. The next morning, as I put on a dainty china-blue cotton frock that I had never worn before, I could not help noticing how much better I was looking than when 1 lived in London. Instead of being pale, I had now a pink color in my cheeks, and my eyes seemed to look larger and brighter than they used to do. After a minute's pleased contemplation of my altered appearance, I turned from the glass in shame. What would my mother say if she could see how vain her daughter was growing Without another look even to see whether I had put in mv brooch straight, I went down-stairs. Mr. Rayner was already m the dining-room, but no one else was there yet. He put down his newspaper and smiled at me. " Come into the garden for a few minutes until the rest of the family assembles." said he and I followed him through the French 'window on to the lawn. The morning sun left this side of the house in shade. Tie birds were twittering in the ivy and stirring the heavy leaves as they flew out frightened at the noi^e ot the open- ing window the dew was sparkling on the grass, and the scent of the flowers was deli- cionsly sweet. "Looks pretty, doesn't it?" said Mr Rayner. ' ' Pretty. It looks and smells like Para- dise I mean " I atopped and ^laah. ed, afraid that he would think the speech '^B^he only laoghed v«ry pleasantly. I was smelUng a rose whCe I tried to recover the staid demeanour I coltivated as most suitable to my profession. When I raised my ^es, he was looking at me and stiU laughing. .,' "You are fond of roses " Yea, very, Mr. Rayner." I might own so much without any deroga- tion from my dignity. " But don't yon think it was very silly cf Beauty to choose only a rose, when her father asked what he should bring her I have always thought that ostentation of humility spoilt an otherwise amiable char- acter.' I laughed. "Poor gill, think how hard her punish- ment was I don't think, if J had married the prince, I could ever have foraotten that he had been a beast, and I should have al- ways been in fear of his changing back " The true story is, you know, that he al- ways remained a beast, but he gave her so many diamonds and beautiful things that she overlooked his uglinesa. Like that the story happens every day." I only shook my head gently I could not contradict Mr. Rayner, but 1 would not believe him. "Kow, if you were Beauty, what would you ask papa to bring you ' I laughed shyly. "A prince?" I blushed and shook my head. "No, not yet," I said, smiling rather mis- chievously. "A ring, a bracelst, a brooch "â€"" Oh, no " ' "A Murray't Grammar, a pair of globe3, a back-board " " No, Mr. Rayner. I should say a rose like Beauty â€" a beautiful Marshal Niel rose. I couldn't think of anything lovelier than that." " That is a large pale yellow rose, isn't it I cau't get it to grow here. What a pity we are not in a fairy-tale. Miss Cristie, and then the soil wouldn't matter I We would have ^tlarshal Niel roses growing up to the chimney-pots." We had sauntered back to the dining- room window, and there, staring out upon us in a strange fixed way, was Mrs. Rayner. She continued to look at us, and especially at me, as if fascinated, until we were close to the window, when she turned with a start and whom we entered the room the intent expression had faded from her lustre- less eyes, and she was her usual lifeless self aga'n. At dinner-time Mr. Rayner did not ap- pear 1 was too shy to ask Mrs. Rayner the reason, and I could ouly guess, when tea- time came and again there was no pla^e laid for him, fiat he had gone away somewhere I was sure of it when he had not reappeared the next morning, an ' ihea I became con- scious of a slow but su:-" change, a kind of gradual lightening, in M i .--. Rayner's manner. She did not become talkative or animated like any other woman but it was as if a statue of stone bad become a statue of flesh, feeling the life in its own veit.s and grown conscious of the life around it. Thij change brought one strange symptom she had grown nervous. Instead of wearing always an unrufflad stolidity, she started at any unexpected sounel, and a faint tinge of color would mount to her white face at the opening of a distant door or at a step in the passage. Tins change must certainly, I thought, be due to her husband's departure but it was hard to tell whether his absence made her glad or sorry, or whether any such vivid feeling as gladness or grief cans id the alteratien in her manner. Oa the second day of Mr. Rajner's absence Sarah came to the school-room, say in j; that a gentleman wished to speak to me. In the drawing-room I found Mr. Laurence Reade. " I have come on business with Mr. Ray- ner but, as they told mu he was out, I ventured to trouble you with a cammission for him, Miss Cristie.' "1 don't know anything about business, especially Mr. Rayner's," I begaa doubtfully. "PdrhapsMrs. Rayner â€" •" "Oh, I couldn't trouble her with sush a small matter I kaow she is an iuva'.id. I: is only that twj of the village boys want to open an a'icount with the penny bank. Sj I offered to brug the money." Ha leit in his pockets and produced one penny. "I muit have lost the other," he said gravely, " Can you give ma change for a threepetny-piece " I left him and returned with two half- pennies. He had forgotten the names of the boys, and it was some timebefoie he remem- bered them. Then I made a formal note of their names and of the amounts, and Jklr. Pweade examined it, and made me write it out again in a more businessdike manner. Then he put the date, and wrote one of the names again, because I had misspalt it, and then smoothed the paper with the blotting- paper and folded it, making, I thought, an unnecessarily long performauce of the whole matter. "It seems a great deal of fuss to make about twopence, doasn't it?" I asked inno- cently. And Mr. Reade, who was bending over the writing-table, suddenly began to laugh, then checked himself and said â€" " One cannot be too particular, even about trifles, where other people's money is con- cerned. And I said, "Oh, no! I see," with an uncomfortable feeling that he was making fun of my ignorance of business-matters. He talked a httle about Sunday, and hoped 1 had not caught cold and then he went away. And 1 found, by the amount of hem- ming Haidee had got through when I went back to the schoolroom, that he had stayed quite a long time. Nothing happened after that until Situr- day, which was the day on which I general- ly wrote to my mother. After tea, I took my desk up-stairs to my own room it was pleManter there than in the schoolroom I liked the view of the marsh between the trees, and the sighing of the wind among the popUrs. I had not written many lines be- lore another sound overpowered the nwtle ot the leairesâ€" the faint tones of a violin. At brat I could distinguish only a few notes of the melody, then there was a pause and a a^^w**!^ opening window; after that, Sshubert's beaotitul " Aofenthalt " nog out S^«^ H^*' °°"« **«"• I luMl not thoaght, whett he aaid be played the TioKn, that he could play like that t better. When the hst long'.ii'"" Wr the •• Aufenthalt" had died!w ""t" of my half-finished letter hastily " "'""ip and slipped down sta « with it 'i"' "'sk had begun again. Tris t;,,,' â-  "^misic "Standchen," I stole Uw' »« fe'e hall, meaning to finish mv Uh ' « schoolroom, where, with the ,1 '" ^1»« could hear the violin quite well il '"' I passed the drawing-ronm door Mr p ' ** withcut pausing in his playing' cr;;.i ,??"•' in " 1 was startled by this for it "^e no noise but I put my dnsk /. ^^^ hall table and went in. Mrs P °° "« Haidee were there, the former ^iT^l ^^ some shawl, brought by her hti^b „! '*^- chair beside her, and my puoil hm ' "" » wax-doll. which fihp «'==PTot loif'^^^'g a and wax-doll which she ^sT'^ri^S a big the child never cared for tier drll Rayner, looking handsomer than evp'r " burnt, with his che.tnut hair in ,i; '"'â-  smiled at m. and said, withauu Vet' muf-ic â€" ^i't"Q? the "1 have not forgotten you, Tr.rp souvenir of yor.r dear Loudon for v.'n ' nodded towar.ls a rou^-ii wooden b\\.f," down. '•"laaileL I opened it without nv.:ch (jr=i n â-  was from Cjvent (larden, an I ia V u â-  " among ferns aud mo^s rxn.l c itt(.-i ^n,] l"^° a dozen heavy beautiiul Mirsha' â- -• elm I sat playingwith them m an^i-J^^'j pleasure, intoxicated w.t.i music an 1 flo 4! until Mr. Raync^r put away h^« vi.lj, and 1 rose to say good-i.ight. "Lucky B.'auty'" he sai.J, ]vi-/,,iE2 ,, he opened the door for me. "â- ]',; rf. f,' beast for you to sacrifije yonnbli v, ,^T turn for the roses." ' ' I laughed back and kit the ro.tn and putting my desk under my fl 5weri, wont *o' wards the staircass. Sirah was' standin' near the foot of it, wearing a vcivfirbiddinu expression. " " So you're bewitched too " shes^: ' wi-r a short laugh, and turned sharply t..'vards the servanth' hall. And I wondered what s-ie me.iat, wd why Mr. and Mrs. Riyner kept m 'their service such a very rude aad Uisvjreeible person. (to be continued.) A Simple Test. People who seek healthy sites lor baild- ing themselves homes are of.en victims to their sense of sight or to that of others. In many cases the sense of smell is infcror, and the eyes are left to supply the detjciency. A building site may be charoii l: to tae vision, and made additionally attra^jtive by being in or proximate to '-a g03tl nei.!h'Dor- hood," a-i the phrase ruus, acJ t!.c- fimiiy houie purchased or builded may po.^ieas all the appliances of 3?iiit:/;itio:i kr;f,v,-i to es perts ia building and i.laiu in.' u I '.et l- a maniion of death. i.';e s.!;j' UAav Ia â- â- , mauner which surp!i.-,c.s p':: brings \y:)n to the s irvr. r.r.5. ill au upper di-jtiij*. ..f .\cv.- Y..';-; family (.f a well known c'er;_-yi;',i i most decimated by diplithy.-'j. a^ 1 far as exiurnal 3ppi?ara';c s uerj c the house was diyand inviting, ;.u 1 est of all, ia a neit^hborhoo 1 ue'.i i^ densely populattd by ati c;'elleir. citizens. 'J";ic premises uUil-r«Mit gatiou by plumbers and were pr.' free from atl tiint of SLWor gis. dread carnival of d-'ath carried di' the hearts of the h a is of the fiiuiy. anl the house \\ a-i al^aadone," S mi!;;' .iistan- ces have, and will always, aljOici uuti! some simple test for llu deteotiou •! i.nUr- ial odors in I iDtlueucr^ are nnCu. Tne simplest of all is to plaee pieces tf fres' meat en the propose! site, properly pi-.t)teot- ed from theft, and in twe'.vj hoiir^ tine it can ba decided whether o;- mt tiis -I'ace it unh?althy or the reverse. If the f.- ffl at rapidly purlrifies, avoid the locality :is yoa would a pligue spor. 'ill architj;U -hcalJ be students of hygieuo :-y wi-li a; o; ti.e art of couceiv.ug pi lus lor vf ts^s ir, v ,;â-  i !•â- â- â-  man life i- to be saved or saoni..el,- â- â- liOchc'tiT i'tihii and A(lr-it:S'^r. i.i an... n:i-sii;: i' ' iht; Wis i'.- â- ti! N, i;.ve-:!- "louaeed Yet tht 1 ;v iato Valuable to Tea Drinkers. It is well known that the green teiaUccti the nervei much more tht'.u the bliok tei. which is b:;lieved to ari^e fi'o:n the diltercnt mode of prepa. atiou. For mukiiiii g: e- n t« the leaves aie put over t;ie tire aul ia:::ill dried directly they are pickeii, ujt witii black tea the leaves are put into i bisfie- and exposed to the ir.liaence ot the a'mjs- phere for tA-entv or thi.ty hjnrs. a-mng which time a tight fermentatic.i take= place, aiii the color of the l-af chws«lrom a grteu to a brown or chocolaite ha-- (tns is easily seen l)y the intusuu of the dnca leai of black aad green t^M t!ie leif after mu- sionwill show the ditferent colors i.am^a they are then put over the fir^^ml tiir-^beu. In this country about •-^â- â- '.OOO 000 pou"" are delivered yearly, of which about 4J,UW, 000 are exported, but the proP"^, " J^^^^ about 207.003,000 of black and ,OlW,l^)0 o' green. Oolong and d apan. ^^ h.le m A^er ica the black tea ""portea is about -v^- 900, the green tea (including "^^^Ji uncolored Japan tea. wtiich p..se3S6= nearly uncoiorea Japan LCii, Y..ii^"r *„ -,s • the same properties as grefcn)araouutto. ,^ 000,000. Would not this excessive use^^. green account for ths cpmion o the can doctors as to 1h3 effect of tei ou nervous system I doubt very °"^J^^e pound of black tea, boiled down '" ^hesam^ way as the young hyson mentioned, poison either rabbits or cats f """'.ion of dose. There is no doubt the ier^^^ of the leaves ef black tea reduces tne ai ^^^ the active principle "tiieine W'^- i in green. jgr the Another thing in P'-epi""';, f ^ndan Uble. boiling water is put on "^7 u.q ol. infusion made which is at once pi- ^^^ ^^ But who would ever think of tw'"^.^„j the drink By so doing you extract ._^^ ^^^^ stalk and woody fibre oVill pleasure is decoction that no oue would n"-* ' ^^ouW taking, and from which woody P^r^^^^,., be most likely extracaied the P^'"gyropeiD ities mentioned. Ia tea-drinkiug ^,^j,cely CDuntries. as Germany, R-'X're8^ the «re..t any green is used, and doutieB ^^^^^^y increase in the consumptioa la oUcK arises from the abnost "ii".«"^; ":„£ with it tea, greenbeingonly usedinm.^ I ^^, to impart a flavor, aad while oi j^ .j,- the oonsumptien of black tea n ^^^^^j^. creased, that of green h*8 fmain ^^^^ ary, which clearly sliow«,.*i'*Lt from tba' this conntry is entirely ^^^'^^^^^ in th"' of Amerioa. 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