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ransom: October Colors. sums D. cam. Apintheunaeenfiandthatbends Thsninbow’sarchoflpltcdmh '{hatfimtheflushofmomandblendn Thesunaet'sraphsrcstender, Its wealth of living lighthath brought. . ithsareeslinethat’saober, 'l'o ' witth 'thought wild woods of October. ‘ Thereploak rulesall the bolt, » Save where, an angry mission, The sumac rears Its red revolt And head's intense sedition ; Their beacons o'er the co leap, Butinthedalegrow uller,‘ And thence through all the forest deep Ruo’rife with frenzied color. All purple-plashed, the hawthorn sere Beneath the ehestnut’s glory, Droops, like a hurt vivandiere, To tell the battle's story. . The ruddy tide hath scarlet-stained The banners of the beeches, . While still the dark vines, stimy trained, Stretch o’er the rocky reaches. Where late, in green The peaceful Summer rested. Proud Autumn flaunts her cloth-of-gold, Starred, liveried, and crested. “'ith stately step she kee her tryst, All bright, though brie , her season ; Green favors now at knee or waist Were sheer artistic treason. Through all the land, October woods Their festal fires have lighted, The wide earth from her opiate moods To visions further-sighted. Back I winter back I nor from her wrest, The purples that enrobe her, The passionate hues that still invest The wild woods of October 1 STAINLESS. seclusion rolled, By the Author of " Sweet Dorothy Capel," “Let- tlce,“ kc. TOLD BY DEBORAH CAREY. “ Yes; but mine was a prudent anxiety. My dear father was dead. He had been dear to me, in spite of our estrangement. My mother was ill, aged. I must work can- tiously if I would prove my innocence and establish the guilt of the guilty. My father’s blood cried out to be avenged, and I must avenge it. I rented Ivy Cottage, came here, made friends with you, saw my child was all I desired, learned my mother was dying, believing that she was about to jam her hus- band and son. I did not disturb her belief. \Vhy should I tell her I was hvmg, and so harass her few remainin hours? I waited. Heaven knows, when looked upon my dau hter's sad face, that the waiting was into erablel J net as love was getting the upper hand of patience, I received a start- ling communication from my lawyers. They knew who I really was. It up ared. that some woman, named Marian Ty er, dying in America, craved to see Martin Napiue or his representative, for she had foully cheated him, and could not die till she had confessed her sin. I went to London, and from there to Baltimore, where I saw the woman who had taken the joy from my existence. " The story that had sent Cicely to an untimely grave was untrue. Marian Tyler was nei- ther my wife noi- Duncombe’s. Before she knew either of us she was married to a con- sin, married in her own sphere. She told me a ramblin story of his profligacy and un- kindness, an gave mo the certificate of her marriage, and also that of his death. He had died a few months previously, hmlll'lg, after years of absence, gone back to her. I return- ed to England with the proofs of J udith’s ls- gitimacy in my possession, an idea also oc- curring to me as to who had struck my fa- ther's death-blow." “Yes!” “ Sometimes, when pondering who had murdered him, I was inclined to thlnk it must have been a common thief for the pur- pose of robbery ; but one fact upset this 0 inion. My mother never saw my father a ‘vo after I left him : he was dead when she drove home. Yet she must have known that it was alleged that Judith was baser born,|or why should she have bequeathed Napino to Squire Ellerslic, failing me? She must not only have known my secret, but she must have told it to the S uire. Would he otherwise have hurried J u ith into mar- riage with Silas Thornton! \Vould he have left his property to him? Of course not. To what does all this tend! Listen. Whoever killed Sir Percival knew what passed be- tween us in our last interviewâ€"knew, and divul 0d it to my mother." W‘ l glances at Mr. Thorold, whose face is inscrutable ; and “'ill shakes his head slightly. “ The rain is less lioav ," Mr. Thorold says. " Miss Deborah, must see my dsu htcr's husband, and my daughter." IIesve the room quicklyâ€"not so quickly, however, but that I hear Will savâ€" ” The murderer? Who is he 2" Mr. Thorold shuts the door. When I open it, Will’s face is ghastly. n e Mr. Thorold rings the bell at Ellerslio, aha ly. A servant replies to the peel, Qnfi the butler. I wonder what is amiss for he looks worried, agitated. “'e are shown into the reocptiouoroom, and have not long to wait. Silas Thornton comes speedi- ly. He too looks unlike himself. Before we can a k, he criesâ€" “hou have come to tell me, Miss Carey, that she is at the Vicarage. Confound her, giving me this fright l" I stare at him in bewilderment, and re- spond with asporityâ€"for I do not like his toneâ€" "Who is at the Vicarage 2 What do you mean 2” :‘Why, m wife Judith, to be sure! It was a atupi trick ; but she is no better 3 than a baby. I declare I have felt positive- ly wretched. Women like Judith are not to be depended npo . Suicide seems to charm them; and, though no one would throw away life because of an angry word or two, I was really dreadingâ€"” He breaks 05' with an emph stic si h of re- lisf. I am holgeuly silent, and r. The- rold comes to e rescue. “ If you are thinking Mrs. Thornton is at the Vi , disabuse your mind of the no- tion. She is not there- Is she not here 3" " No. Not at the Vicarage! Then where is abs 2" Silas Thornton is unafi'ectedly alarmed. I sit down treman in every limb, and Mr. 'I‘Iaoreld is very . " Have you and your wife qusrelled 2" he "Yos,"1the other answerspnlraimlyh;l Late last nigh" t spoke to AIM in ' so dendedhsr. lhad’boon ' ‘ anfiid not know what I muyi â€" spol t- ically. “ I did not intec to hurt herofe‘eb i ghetlmust havsdonoso. Shehasleft is." “Left Hieraliel“ Mr. Thoroldre ta. "She must have stolen out be ore the homwaselosod. Aftorl hadspokento hsrlweottothecatd-rooin. I hadsoms friends. ldidnotseeher ‘. Isletin myoldroons. llermaida ems,“ our a‘qwillitheiutelli thather mistress was ' Her hadnctbeenalept . "Good Heaven I” Mr. Tborold ejaculates. Silas Thornton at Mr. Thorold. Whoiathisman, me shows mob cen- earn! tl Mr. Thorold thinks it welltostnoswbo is. He draws_a step nearer. and says deliberately. looking un- ‘ at the other‘s scared counts- “LookatmeweILSilas‘l'horntou. an knvwmswbsnyoamalad. lamMarua ellowtint. Heshiverslikeons unnerved. I'ot observing him, Mr. Thorold proceeds. "I smMartin Napine. Your wife is my daughter. What have you done with her 3" The .suthoritative demand stirs the young man s ire. " Your daughter 3" he says scornfully. “ Have you given her a parentage or which she can be d, that you claim her thus unlzlnshingly t" " I have 'ven her none of which she need “"3 mutiny be asham " “ “'hat? You think me ignorant. I would have you know that I am aware. though I was not when I wedded her, that she is illegitimate. I would have said something stronger, but for Miss Deborah's pruence. ' . “Ah I" I can see that Martin Napine is curbing his passion with difficulty. “ Have you uainted her with this i" I “ “'hat if I have 2 She, with her dainty sin and mincing graces, was too good for my friends. Why, she is not good enough?" He gets no farther, for Martin Napine throws him violently. " Scoundrel l" he cries. Mr. Brenton interposes blandly. " Pardon me. It is best to apply titles appropriately. If you are the man you pro~ fees to be, we apply a term of infamy to you. You may not know it, but there are war- rants out for your apprehension. You are accused of your father's death." Martin hapine looks into Mr. Brenton‘s eyes, and they shift and blink restlessly. “ You will send for the police?" Mr. Brenton says with a would-be careless air to Silas Thornton. “ No," he answers slowly. " I cannot do that. I have married his daughter." “ I see. I will relieve you of your em- barrassment. But you will not let him es- cape 2" Martin Napine stops Mr. Brenton. " It will not be well for you by-aud-by if the public recollect that you caused my ar~ rest,” he says gravely. “ I came here with this young lady to see my daughter. Since that is impossible, I shall take Miss Carey home; then I will announce in the pro er quarter who I am, sir"â€"-turning lo Si s, who is moodin biting his nails. “Will you permit me to see my daughter’s maid and the housekeeper?" “ They are summoned, but they have little to tell. Judith has lied, leaving neither word nor line. She had taken some linen and a quantity of her jewellery. Her maid saw her about eleven the previous evening. Judith told her that she did not require her services, and dismissed her without admit- tin her to the room. Her mistress did not loo ' as though she had been weeping, but seemed very weary. Going home with Martin Napinc, I tell of her visit to me. At lhe Vicarage gate we part. He holds my hand. “ Do not be distressed on my account." he says. “Justice has tarried; but she will be speedy now. Heaven bless you and my darling child! “'6 will find her. If I am perforce inactive, your brother and my lawyers will do my work. Judith is pure and good. Heaven will watch over her." I hurry in. Letty is in the parlour. I bury my head in her lap, and sub uncontrol- lably with bitter pain. Judith, my dear one, driven from her home by that course fellow she calls husband I Twenty-four hours later Napine is electri- fied. Mrs. Thornton has run away ; and Martin Napinc has come back. and has given himself up to the police. The village is thrilled with a rare excitement. Tongues wag fast, and the most sensational ieports are circulated. Every one is uneasy, unset- tled, amazed. I have cried till I can cry no longer, and am now red-eyed and quiet. “'ill is out. Dale I have not seen. I talk to Letty, and follow her up-stairs and down-stairs, into baby's chamber, the burden of my dirge be- ing that Judith might have come to me in her trouble. , \Vo are now in the study. Letty has her needle in her hand, and I am drumming on the window-pane impatiently. I wonder what is keeping Dan away. Suddenly I perceive a man's headâ€"only the postman. I run out to meet him, and he gives me a. let. tor for myself. I am familiar with the handwritin , and cry wildly-â€" “ From udith l From Judith I" Letty glances over my shoulder while I read. It is but a pencillcd scribble. “ My darling, good-bye. \thu I kissed you an hour or two ago, I did not think I was kissing you for the last time; but I was. I shall never see you again. I cannot live with my husband. To-ni ht he has told me that he hates me, that, ad be known I had no legal right to the name of Napine, I should never have been his. I know my unhappy father's secretâ€"â€"knew what killed my mother. on that the same knowledge would kill me! But, alas, it will not! Do not grieve about me. Heaven will protect me. I have money, and I shall find work. Your loving J norm." The sheet flies to the ground. ” I do not know where she is,” I say. “ No ; better not, just at present. I do not think she has acted quite wisely. Wives should condom: much are they desert their homes," Letty says, with n matrouly air. “But, poor thing, she has suffered terribly, and has acted on a very natural impulse l" “ Yes. Don’t be hard. She was right. I would leave any man if he ill-treated me. or told me he wished he was quit of me I" " Would you ‘3" " 0h, Dale, how you startled me !" He kisses mo fondly in spite of Lotty's smiles. She departs, shaking her head dc- murely. " Have you heard 2" I say. “ Yes. It is a sad affair, ma cherir. Will is with my father now." " Have they locked up Mr. Thoroldâ€"Mr. Martin Napine 2" u Ay- favour." “ Are not you 1’" " My dear, how can I be? Who is guilty if he is innocent? His tale is plausible; but you have not forgotten the testimony iven at the in nest? Martin Napiuc was admitted to his father. He was closeted with him a very long time. After a while, sounds as if altercation were heard ; then a noise as of a blow and a falling body. The servants were alarmed, but afraid to intrude knowing of the disscnsion between father and son. At last the butler, when the an- gry sounds bad subsided, plucked up cour- age. He tapped at the our and, getting no answer, entered, and found his master on the carpet dead. Martin Napine had dis- appeared I" "Mr. Martin must have left Na inc be- fore Sir Percival was murdered. y what train did he go? \Vhat time was it when the servant discovered what had been done 2" “ I can't say. All that will of course be thoroughlyeiuquired into. Martin Napino's case will in able hands. At the inquest to was absent, and that told terribly against an." "Try to believe in him, Dale." “1 will. Until a man is proved guilty, his guilt must not be taken for granted. His coming forward looks like innocence. If his story is true, it will not be dificult to understand why he kept dark. Here is Will !" Will advances with 'ng steps, and fling: himself into a chair eavily. I pass him Judith's letter. He reads, and, for a moment the shadow vanishes from his brow, only however to return directly. ‘ Heaven bless her !" he says. Regardless of Dale and myself he puts the paper to his lips, folds up the letter. and pockets it. I do not remoostrste. \l'ill says he will have his lunch. I wait on him assiduously. He eatsbut a few mouthfuls, and then pushes back his plate. "I have just seen Mr. Silas Thornton," he “I‘- .“ Yes !" Dale returns. “ He owned, on my questioning him, that bshndtanntod hiswifewith the supposed staieonher birth. Hei- something more thananordinarycur: Heislittls asham~ odolha ’ drivenJodith from the home thatiahors yright. lukedhim whohad told this atoryT-eowell preserved hithertoâ€"â€" Your brother is impressed in his ‘1 of Martin Napine." " Well 3" Will hreaksa crust refiectivsly, and then resumes. “MartinNapineisanxioustoknow from what source he gained this information. Whoever was cogninnt of the secret en- trusted by Martin-to Sir Percival saw Sir Percival later than he did." ” Good. What more 2" “ Only that the last comer was probably I cannot suppress my curiosity while they discuss ibilitiei. I touch Will im- ploringly, so he looks at me strangely. (ro sr cos-usurp.) ONLY A WOMAN’S HAIR. By the «owner or " a arrange mmuship." .tc. CHAPTER I.â€"(co.\'ruwxn.) I looked round more terrified and bewild- ered than ever; in fact I half expected to see some crouching form amongst the trees, to detect some figure hiding in ambush and ready to spring out upon me, and take my life as well as my sister‘s. But no, all was perfectly still and calm around me; the trem, if they covered any guilty secret, did not disclose it; no human shape met my anxious and searching gaze. Once more I bent over Rose's rostrate form to make sure that I was not eceiviu myself ; no, in very certainty the long golden lock was gone, and gone too was the hand which had thus completed its brutal deed. Half aloud, half to myself, I saidâ€" “The man who wrought this cruel work will not 0 unpunished. Some day, I feel persuaded, I shall find that missing tress of hair again, and, when I do, I shall find with it the murderer of my sister I" The words were on my lips, when a hand was laid suddenly upon my arm by some one behind me, and, turning round, I found my- self face to face with a man who was an utter stmnger to me. 4 CHAPTER II. The man whom I so suddenly confronted was of the medium height, broad-shouldered, brown-faced, brown-bearded, with straight thick brown eyebrows over dark keen gray e rs. ySuch note as I took of him at the time however was unconscious and mechanical, for l was trembling all over by this time, and I think I must have dropped at his feet if he had not caught me by the shoulder and held me up. “ What is the matter 2" he inquired. “\Vhat has happened? Don't tremble so but tell me. Has she fainted?"â€"with a glance at Rose. “ See,” I said, pointing to the wound. It was all I had the wer to say. He bent over or for a moment, and I heard him say very softly to himselfâ€"- “This is death.” Then he turned sud- denly to me, and began to lend me away from the spot. At first I resisted, but his straight brown eyebrows contracted, and the grasp on my wrist tightened. “ You must come away," he said ; “ this is no lace for you." Then in a moment he added: “I will see to it all. Only come away quietly with me now.” He had led me to the open door of the house by this time, and then had turned to leave me. “Go in, go in," he said peremptorily; then, as if half ashamed of having spoken so mperiously, he added, “ I beg your pardon if I spoke too bluntly ; I am quite a stranger here. I was calling to make some inquiries about an estate that is advertised for sale in this neighbourhood. I never dreamt of falling in with such a scene as this. Am I addressing Miss Pelham ?" . “ Yes," I answered; ” I am Cathie Pel~ ham, and my father is not at home. IVbat ought we to do 3" - “Leave it to me," he said ; and, strange to me as he was, I felt confidence in him even then, and I yielded to the masterful tone and manner, and entered the house as he desired me. But just as I set my foot on the threshold of the door, two figures came round the corner of the house. They were my father and Herbert Tem- pest. They were chatting easily nud uncon- cernedly, and evidently knew nothing of what had happened. They had left their horses in the stable. To my surprise my father recognized my companion. “How do you do, Beresford 2" he said. “I did not know you were in this neigh- bourhood. Of course you will stay the night with us." Mr. Beresiord led him away a few paces. I could see that he wssstrivingto break to my father the news he had to tell. Herbert Tempest shook hands with me in his usual languid fashion. “ How is Rose ‘3" he inquired, in a tone as placid as usual. “ Hush l" I said hurriedly. “ You don't know what has happened. Don't ask me any questions. Find out for yourself what it is." He gave one astonished glance at my white face and excited manner; then, a little stirred out of his usual calm, he followed my father and Mr. Beresford, who were just hastening away in the direction of the garden. As for me, I‘fled away to my own room, and, almost as I reached it, my trembling limbs refused to support me any longer, without sense or motion, stricken to the heart by the horror and dismay through which I had so lately asscd. When I came bac to life once more, it was hours afterwards. I was lying on my bed, and Mrs. Holland was seated by my side. I believe that when I was at last missed, she had come to look for me, and had found me lying there and lifted me on to the bed. The whole house seemed very uietâ€"unnaturally so, I thought ; the great trouble which had come upon us had hushed it as with the stillness of death. I looked at Mrs. Holland, and I saw that she was crying. Then I remembered everything in a moment, and I started to my feet. “ Where is my father 2" I asked. he know what has happened I” “ Oh, lie down again, dear Miss Cathie I" she subbed. “ Don't excite yourself. They say I am to keep you quiet, and not to let you talk at present." .“I can't be still, Mrs. Holland," I said pitoously. " Pray tell me where my father ml. U “He is in the dining-room," she replied ; “ and Mr. Beresford is with him. They have sent for the police." I did not ask for Herbert Tempest; but Mrs. Holland told me of her own accord that he had gone away. “ He said he did not think he could be of any use, and he did not care to stop," she added. “ llr. Beresford has taken every- thing upon his own shoulders." “That is just like Herbert," I answered indignantly. "He is never of the slightest use upon an emergency." Mrs. Holland did not reply. wiping away her tears. “Who is Mr. Beresford 2" I asked her presently, after we had both been silent for some momenta. “ He seems to know your father well," she answered. "I heard him say Mr. Berea' ford had only lately arrived from England, and that is all I know." I scarcely noticed her reply, for my thoughts were too busy with the terrihte event that had occurred. Mrs. Holland was again crying softly, with her muslin apron at her eyes. ’ "Uh, poor dear Miss Rose I“ she said. " “‘ho could have had the heart to hurt that poor innocent lamb? I nursed her when she was a baby, and now she is lyin there cold :ndxxvhiie, and I never wish her good- I" tigth angimisirm' fiat my b y ,iu sorrow too 0 . leaf“ tssun, was: I said, almost lira ' â€" “ 'ho do they think did it 3" ” That is the most mysterious thing of all, Min lathie," she answered. " No one has the slightest idea. No strange or suspicious person has been seensboct thisplacs the wheleday past. Perhaps the police can find out something out for us when they come. " She was s 8' tea as well on the table, and be poured out a LateronI roaeand smoothed myhun- bled hair, bathed myfaee. and crept down stairs. The door of the little breakfast-room was locked, and I knew at once that my sister waalying there. As I hadrn fingers on the handle, the dining-room oor opened, and Mr. Bereaford came out. “ Don't go in there," he said, and he held open the dining-room door for me, and sign. cd me to wn’k u'. I obeyed him at once ;it was stran e how easily he could make me do as be p eased. With Mrs. Holland I should have rebelled, and insistld upon seeing Rose once more. . It was now about 9o’clock; the salt twi- light of the summer evening brooded over everything, and through the open window the scent of the magnolia-tree outside came floating in. “ How sweet the hour when daylight blends “'ith the pensive shadows on evening’s A Pact Worth Knowing. ‘ Are you sufi'ering with Consumption. 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Mr. Beresford was now standing on the hearthrug, leaning against the mautelpiece, in front of me; and he began to talk to me rather condescendiugly, as one would talk to a child, I thought. I wonder if he knew thatl was fast approaching my twentieth birthday. ~ “ Your father is very much upset," he said. “He has shut himself up in his own room. I want you to tell me everything if you feel able, and how I came to find you where I did.” ‘ I began to tremble again as I went back to that last scene once more- He saw it and said apologeticallyâ€" “I don‘t want to distress you ; but I thought it mightbe easier for you to tell mo now, and here, than if you had to give your evidence at first to strangers." He was almost a stranger to me himself, for I had never seen him before that day : but already I felt at home with him, and slowly and by degrees I managed to tell him all that had happened, as far as my share in it was concerned. He stood before me, resting one arm on the mantelpiece, and listening attentively to all that I said. I fancy I see Noel Beres- ford now, just as he looked at that moment. He was a thoroughbred-looking man, with the easy grace of high-breeding in his every gesture and movement; broad-shouldered, strong-handed, with a wide fore-head, a square jaw, and a cultured voice. Just now he was stroking his brown heard with one hand, alook of perplexity in his bright keen gray eyes. . “It is strange I" he said. ‘f \Vo have made every inquiry. and we cannot learn that any suspicious person has been seen about the place all day, or any stranger at all, in fact. Possibly the police may dis- cover something which will throw a light upon the matter when they arrive. At pre- sent this is the most painful and mysterious affair I ever encountered in my life." His straight dark eyebrows contracted as he pondered and sifted the evidence I had given him ; but he was as completely bullied as I was myself. 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No one had been observed near the house or garden during the whole of that long summer’s day which ended so tragically for us. No motive could be assigned for the deed. Rose, as far as we knew, had not an enemy in the world. “It must have been some poor wroch whom her beauty had driven mad,” said Mrs. Holland to me in a confidential mo- ment. “J ealonsy, Miss Cathie. Depend upon it, that was the cause." One discovery, it is true, the olicc who searched our arden did make. iddcn un- dera pile of and leaves, in a remote corner of the plantation, they found the rifle with which the deed had been committed. But there their researches ended. There was no clue to the owner of the gun ; it was like twenty others in our neighbourhood. No man's rifle was missing, or, if it was, no one would Own to the fact. So the matter ended by a large reward being offered for the discover of the murder- er, and by my father‘s health beginning to suffer severely from his shattered nerves. \Ve laid Rose quietly to rest in a shelter- ed valley near the sea. There she sleeps near the roar of the great ocean waves. The everlasting mountains, in the shadow of which she died, look down solemnly upon her resting-place ; and there I can stand calmly now, and remember that her troubles are over, and her happiness begun for ever- more. “Nor shall the thoughts of thee depart, Nor shall my soul regret resign, Till mem'ry perish, till this heart Be cold and motionless as thine." [10 m: coxnxuan >h.o‘ Bums Boom has presented to his per- sonal and professional friend Dr. Durant, of this city, a “ loving-cup," made by Tiffany d: Co., at a cost of $1,000. It is of solid silver lined with gold. Miss Agnes Strick- land 'in her Historic Sketches says that “ Margaret Athcling, wife of Malcolm Ken- more, in order to induce the Scotch to re- main for grace, devised the grace-cup, which was filled with the choicest wine, of which each guest was allowed to drink ad libilum after gra’ce had been said." On the intro- duction of Christianin the custom of was sailing was not abolished, but it assumed a religious aspect. The monks calfed the was- uil bowl the parole»: carila (loving-cup), a term still retained in the London com nics. In drinking the loving-cup, two a jaceut persons alwa a stand up together. one to drink, and .t e other to pledge his salety while so occupied. Tm: Marquis Robert de San Msrrauo, who married an American, Miss Helen Gil- lendcr, has ordered in this country some things for their baby. A willow cradle has acuncpy decorated With draperies, medal~ lions, points of Valenciennes lacs. and blue satin ribbon. There are sheets with locked borders and bands of French embroidery, and others of lawn, with lace enough on them to make the cost $500 for fear. An cider down quilt and some exquisitely fine blankets areincluded in the outfit. There are three dozen dresses in the wardrobe, many of them of lawn, mull, and fine laces. ” Youn mothers," says a correspondent of the Ph' adelphia files, “can easily imagine the dainty beauty of the tiny silken socks, the ex uiaitely embroidered lawn skirts gar- ni with the finest of fine laces, the richest of the flannel skirts with silken em- broidery, and the handsome tucked, trim- med. and lace-finished petticcsts, but it is difficult to conceive of anything so lovely as themboofrulhmamngedindiamouds, medallions, squares, and all manner of con- oeits, with applique of embroidery in roses chronic disease, they re late the bowels, act upon the kidneys, ivcr, secretions, tone up the debilitated system, strengthen the nerves, purify the blood mid restore lost vitality. One dollar per bottle. All dealers in medicine can supply you.â€" T. Milburn 8:. 00.. Toronto, General Agents. Tm: Fountain of Life is the blood. Kcep health are in cod condition. Burdock Blood Bitters wil cleanse the blood from all impurities, expelling Scrofulu and all humors, the liver, bowels, and kidneys, and brings health to the nfilicted. geniuses tasters. Barrister & Attorney, _ Geo. 11. Watson, 30 Adelaide Sf. It'LuL Palace [Intel of Canada. Marin”. Irish. Prop etc. Send for wholesale list. II. J. Marrnswsa 11:108.. Toronto. F SHOPâ€"in FlshervllIcâ€"slesm power connected. WILL BUY GOOD FARMâ€"60 ACRES ‘ cleared. 35 hardwood, 15 cedar. Dwell- ing and burn thereon. OQIIAWA CABINET Co., 07 Yongc Street, Toronto. __ Ontario. NVENTORS DESIRO US Cl“ OB: l'alent Solicitor, Otlawa, Canada; twenty ycars' practice; no patent, no pay. TABLISHED buslnoss. Write at once. Early appllcsnld have first choice. L. c. BENTEN. St. 1‘ ‘ GENTS WANTED FOR TOELLElt'S book published; secure territory at once. OBSE- lIOL'IZI-Ill d: (10., Berlin. In. Hand, horse or power; good sup Iv of Lure filtered water. Bond for clrcufir. ARTIFICIAL LIMBs 0* prise at Provincial xhlbltlon, Lon- don. 'I‘estlnion all on application. Satisfaction guar- antccd. O- __ J. [JOAN & SON. Ont. SHEEP MARKS "’ “ Ifngmnflt.fi.,7nnmw best Pictorial Family Bible; contains 2,500 lllus« nations, 63 full page 40 steel. and 23 Dore. For LUXURIANT WIIISKEILS TORO NTO. Rossm House. MOULDINGS, Frames, Mirrors, on sans 01? sxcmiiviinâ€" A caxqufiE Apply to C. O'I'I'EIIMAN. Flsherville. l'. 0. Out. D. T. SMALL. Arthur, Ont. FURNITURE. tainliig patents should write to HENRY GRIST, WANTED! FOIL AN ow humas, om. “ Diseases of leo Stock"-â€"the best farmer's rulng bores 20 ft. per hour, hole on. % Durable, Li ht, Elastic, and Cheap. First Address, Yol'xokCO, 13 Wel- osxrsifix‘fii‘omizv'iiv‘fiznmNu will! Wallonrzss a co.. Bull". and Moustachee Inlalhbly produced by the well-known and celebrated moustache pm ducer,Anx's I-‘oaucu,in six weeks. An agreeable and pow- erful .umnfatlve Emolllem. Sent to any address In Canada on receipt of the pike, 9.5 cu, LABNKST DERRlKGl-IR. Chemist, 396 King szrset, Toronto. WNERS OF STEAM BOILERS. Boilers Imperial and Insured, and repairs. if any necessary, superintench by The Canadian Steam Users' In- surance Association. SIR A. CAMPBELL ................... Pauinzar HUN. 1. MCMURBICII . . . . . . . . . . . . l'Icl-I'auinxirr. Head Office. 9 Victoria Street. Toronto. A. I". JONES. 0E0. C. nous. Sec-Treat Chief Beginner. Valuable Discovery! BY MRIJULYB MYERS. Drawing owning Salve. The Drawing and Healing Salve mm Cu- w Ali-censor, Felons, without lhsald ofa e. The Draan and decline Salve cures 1n. atpelas and Ringworm The Drawmg and Healing Salve cures Piles and all 90‘!“ flesh. The Drawing and Bessie salvo cum acres, Induced Jams, Chm: ales, and Frost. l0.- Pnce, 5 and so cents a box. lrs. Julye lyers’ then-sue Care. A Ponittvo Cure for Rheumatism. h’euralgla, Wank Beets. Sprain, Student of Jutnts. one" and other flowers, each 6 rein the Valen- ‘fic'm “‘ . w b, a“ w“, ciennea lacs being pone or ups-sited until ya, 33. can Mum 6,9,5, {Fm We”. it looks like round point." Ida, 1.000182, 1“ King st. East. Toronto. druggist for pdmpblet with testimonials. W Tho “ Pro- “ Pasha,” “ \Vindsor,” “Heart,” “ Orien- tal," in the newest and best silks, at Coop- is that ever pop- ular medicine, Dr. Fowler's Extract of Wild Strawberiy, pleasant to administer, safe to Sold by all drug- 'Tiis worst General in the battle field of life is general debility, which the vital forces grist mill every Week. Plenty of rofcrcncm. often fail to conquer. Burdock Blood Bitters are ever victorious against all attacks of and all the the fountain pure and all the tributaries of tones up the debilitated system, regulating ..._,..___.._.. .~_.___. A“- - _.... MACH Npig 3:. O I S Q.‘ .ne ‘3‘... , I 5’ xi 9 l a i new..." ~ To Dealers and (“onsnsmra “is z 8 >§o ._.--â€") 3523 oils “'6 2:3 ass “i: °§ It will give the subscriber much pleasure to forward. post free. to any nddnss, pamphlet. eintalnlng Instructions and Information that have been found of the dealer! and cmsumers of machinery all In Canada. It out kinds of olls, thelr qualities and uses, best adapted to his wants, demand in his uc 'hborhood. petroleum, are vast y su ders without my trade~marked order-book. Address g *1! 2 3 "S‘ Zia" ng use Ser- cr-“n O 0‘55 C .3 If; mqn apprmuon, a its not contains the fullest Inforn‘iitlon a? to lg: thus enabling the consumer to make choice if th - and also ynahlcs the merchant to select the ( a “U 0" kluds most likely Io be In This pamphlet shows wncluslvoly that cils mi lt‘l‘l ' luanuf mm ‘ n I . _ pcrlor toany animal or portable-ill. x i 3 “NM Extra and '.\l" oIls l manufactured from I57 to 1873. exlresnc mild, and warranted to give satiafacilou In every I am now nialilng the same qualltlss of 'Ihey are guaranteed no! lo Mich mu putlcular. Downs ol Agcliu soliciting: your up GEO. B. STOCK, DR. 1" IIN;- I» L. children or adults. Price 25 csnis, or 5 for $I Mrs._l-‘roomnn'n No \I' non-mill- mos :u durability. they have no equal. Price 15 cents pc STANoARo cucppmc MILLS,. USING DEBT FRENCH BURN MILL‘ STONES. SIMVLI, [‘I'IOIINT. PWACTI- CAL. CAN BE RUN BY ANY INYIELLIO- [NY MAN. "0 "CHEWING PLA‘IKS A3 IN IRON l2 INN CAPACITY MILLS. GRIND- ' ' mm “WWI ms mu. Last A LIFE TIM!- “ mra CAPE.le DRIVEN BY w DRIVEN n w Guaranteed to grind any kind of n, 11 or cruise, cl nall us well. as a four out nilllsione. I'AILROUS GIN WORKS 00., BRANIFORD. CANADA. COME AND INVESTIGATE. WATEROUS AI.- Authorized Capital, Pres. Canada Loan d.’ Banking 00., Hamilton. D. If. Cinsiioau, Manager and Secretary. TRADE MARKS, COPYRIGHTS and Designs secured In Canada, United States and Foreign unin- trloe, RIDOUT, Alllll 6: UV., Engineers, lic- cliaiilca' Institute. Toronto. CANADA PERMANENT LOAN chAVINGS CO’Y I‘afd up Capital, 82,000,000. Total Assets, 86,700,000. Money lent In all parts of OiilarIo on mmt favour- able terms, LOANS MAY BE REPAID lsL-«On the Sinking Fund system, which Is the best plan ever devised for the roilmiptlnn of debt, or 2uu.â€"Ily one or more instalments as may be agreed on, a fixed and moderate rats of Interest bclng c urged on the ungfd pnnclpal. Mortgages and benturec [IIIPCI‘INUL I-‘orlnformatlon apply in the Company's Apprais- on, or to J. HERBERT MASON, Manager, Onica :â€"â€"Compaiiy's Building, Torfiito St, Toronto. ONE THS STUUK. This year's Ammcan deslzns. Also llables' Cradles, Ac. l’actury and snow rooms-Nu, no & 112 Rich- W at west. Toronto. EDWIN WILBV. T E,,.;'"3 VIUTURIA TEA WAREHOUSE Is Enormous. comprising over 50 diaer- ent Grades, Varieties and Mixtures. FROM 36c. PER LB. UP Put up In Quantities tn Suit Purebasera WCarmIt dwm..MMtImlc. 0. [Lia-n; . railroad station lieu. EDWARDTAWSON, 93 King-st. Beet, Sign of the Queen, TORONTO. P. O. Box ULER g' ‘GURES DIARRHEOAI®e SUMMER COMPLAINTS -: x .- ._ SOLD BY ALL DRUGGISTS aDEALERS. HEAD OFFICE, H 1146. Toronto. Ami.“ V: SIN. Frocnmn‘n “'orm Powder is a safe. sure and ell'ucluul destroyer of “‘lll’lll in s .- v ‘ r o [-l-rfcl‘l in every color, For brightness and r package. PORTABLE SAW MILLS GRIST MILLS. and FARM ENGINES OUR SPECIALTIES. See our exhibit of above Machinery ‘ in operation at Toronto Exhibition. Provincial Exhibition. Hamilton, and Dominion Exhibition, Montreal. “'0 test a farm engine every day and a portable Satisfaction guaranteed. ENGINE worms co., Bruntl‘ord Ontario. Canada LIANGE INSURANCE F | COMPANY $500,000 00,; Government. Deposit. Made. AMI LTON, ONT. President, D. B. CHISHOLM, Esq., Vice-Prcsldent, J. I}. O'REILLY. Esq, Mayor of Illimflfon DIRECTORSâ€"HOME AND LOCAL. l’rcs. Canada Loan 6: llsnklng Co., lluuiilton. J. E. O‘RsILLV, Mayor, (In. ltonnnr DUNCAN, Slatirmcr, do. (.01.. Lean, Gentlumun, do It. K. (.ilisuow, Collector of Custnins, ()akvlllu. ALsx. 'Iiislucs, Manufacturer, Dremlcn II. Jana, Gentleman, Wardsvllle . J. W. IIUcN,‘ do. Hernia ‘ I). ll. McLaLLIIN. Barrister, Cornwd" CHAS. I". I'znuusoa, M. I'., Kcmpvlllc Aims Isiiisrzn, Merchant, l’ctrnllu. ' 11. v . THL‘O CRAWFORD, R. 1!. JAR V18, In Iprdor. BAgcntu Wanted In Unreprcsontcd Diutx‘ictu. 8100 REWARD! We offer the above reward to any person who will furnl-h us Wllll sufllclelit cvhlenco ll: unrivch the Iartlcs who are sullln . or oflcrin to sell uthrf fills under our Trade Elllk, "(Jast‘brhmr' 'We are Elle manufacturers and Proprietors of the “CI!- gir'ine Ilaclilno OIIr, and uvcrv lusrrnl Is branded (.sslorlnc." wl’br Halo by Dealers. Toronto Oil Company, > um- Slicrbonrne Illroet, 'l'onmw_ W. MILLIOHAMP a 00., Show Case Manufacturers, GOLD, SILVER AND XIGKLE PLATBBB. 29 to 35 Adelaide Street East, TORONTO. ONT. DIAMONDS WILL OUT. A N I) T“ K ImprovedDiamond andthe Hanlan CnMut Saws wIIl cut faster and stayiln urdrr la“:- 1 er than an other stwl lectured nn’ly by n the “WM. q I" mm“. a. E. SMITH 5. Co., St. Carmen" and sold by the Hardware V 3' ' whom. Take no other. We numb: IAIN-IOa ’7 gughflfflimng, l:riipmivsI-l Chain u , I an nu proud Champiml. I “M‘mdm “ St. Bahamas Saw Warts.” on, Eclipse. In IDK the life! Im- o A. titr- -â€"-â€".. EACH PLUG OF THE MYRTLE NAVY IS MARKED T. a. B. IN BRONZE LETTERS. NONE OTHER GENUIN