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I Thehorslaythiekl on thelea, Whentheyhad telydropped. Tbehonutyeomaneamethstway; Theboyâ€"oh, wherewaahe? Inhoricoutalmhelay Acrossthe r’sknee. Harklnowtheblowsandshrieksreoound Intunefulremnanoe; 0h. ho'tbebatonplayaaround Thebaaementofhis pants! “ I withee hold thy cruel hand." The youth in anguish cried. “ Not till I have thy jacket tanned," The husbandman replied. He beat the thieving youth full sore, And smiled in horrid glee. ” I think,” he quoth, “ thou nevermore Wilt rob my chestnut tree," Theo merrily the farmer said f " I'll gather these myself." The boy? He eatshiadaily bread From off the pantry-shelf 2 STAINLESS. By the Author of " Sweet Dorothy Capel," “ lattice," rte. TOLD BY DEBORAH CAREY. “Deborah, I was not thinking of you. My dear, you will be silent as the grave 2" H Ya." He is still ve calm. The clock in the hall strikes liars and land. He whis rs covertlyâ€"I am chill, and Dale's faceis pa eâ€" "hIr. Brenton l" u o w Sir Martin Napineâ€"the title is hisâ€"is evidently hopeful concerning his trial. The days come and go. Will does not vary his report ; Sir Martin is keen-witted, sagacious, untroubled. His on] anxiety is unconnect- ed with hispcr‘llâ€"Ju 'th- Skilled detectives are employed in tracing her, yet they have utterly failed. I mourn for her ; but even 3 my regret is divided. I am concerned for her father. Will he be cleared of suspicion or not! “Faking and sleeping, I think of theman whose life is in jco rdy, who, at the bar of justice, must stan accused of his father's murder. The assizes are near. “We shall not have much longer to Wait are our suspense ends. I pray the certainty may be joyful. The newspa rs are full of the com- ing trial. Does Ju ’t pursue them? Surely not, or she would hasten to us; and yet that she can avoid hearing of Martin Napine seems absurd. His name is on every one's tongue. “fill will not tell us what form the defence will take, our who Sir Martin’s wit- nesses are to be? \Ve hear all manner of rumours ; but of facts we are thoroughly ignorant. The expected day dawns eventually. \Vill and Dale start betimes for Dumton. Letty and I beseech them to return early. They promise readily, but surely without reflec- tion 1 Six o'clockâ€"seven, eight, comes and passes. We are excited. \Ve put on our shawls and go out, eager to catch the first sounds of approaching footste . I leap like a startled hare. The ring 0 steps and the echo of voices reach us! I cannot restrain myself, and I run up the road. Dale sees me and takes me under his protection. “ Deborah,” he criesâ€"the moon is shining brightl â€"" how white you are l” I loo at him, then at Will, and I know Martin Napine is safe 1 “’e grape our way into the dining-room. Letty puts the ques- tion my lips refuse to frame. “ Is Sir Martin free 2" "Yes." \Vill replies shortly. I 1120 at him. There is thankfulness, but litt e glad- nesa in his tone' Dale interrupts. “Mm. 0rd, we will have some refresh- ment, if you please, ere we tell you all that has occurred. ' Lott supplies them with food, and rings for co co when their knives and forks cease to be plied energetically. I wonder, as they drink, when they wil appease our thirst. Dale’s arm draws me to his side as \Vill be- gull We have said nothing to you of Sir Martin's intended defence, being afraid to buoy you up with hopes that might be base- less. But, as Deborah is aware, the proof of his innocence mainly hinged on our prov- ing some can also guilty ; that some one was Mr. Brenton. Twenty years ago he swore, at the inquest held on Sir Percival's body, that the last time he saw the deceased Baronet alive was about eight o’clock on the morning of his death. To Silas Thornton he subsepuently contradicted this statement. He a1 aged, in the heat of passion doubtless, that Sir Percival had told him his son had committed bigamy, and that he was likely to be prosecuted for marrying Miss Ellcrslie, his first wife belng alive. Very essential was it that we should prove that he had lied. If we could convict him of perjury our case would look more he eful. To-day, on bein ut info the witness- x, Mr. Brenton dcnie ving gained his information from Sir Percival, and asserted that Lady Napiue had told him. Silas Thornton was examined; and, thou b his evidence was very reluctant- ly givenâ€" ad indeed almost to be extorted from himâ€"he was obli ed to admit that he had understood that Sir Percival was Mr. Brenton's informant. Mrs. Santos, J udith's verness, was called. She averreil that Edy Napine had confidenle communicat- ed to bar the dis race connected with her grand-daughter’s irth, and that she had plainly said that Mr. Brenton had broken the unfortunate tidings to her. But her ladyship evidently thought that her hus- band hed known his son‘s secret, prior to the day of his death, and had not entertained an idea that it was to impart these baleful tid- ings that Martin Na inc came that fatal morning to Napine. he counsel for the prosecution made much of this admission, and hinted we were conspiringgat another’a expense to save Sir Martin. at even our opponents were silenced when we layed our last wd. Martin Napine; scare ing for a cause for Brenton's ilt, deemed it likely that he had embcul some of Sir l’ereival'a money, and that, as his defalcations could be no fun hidden, the sight of the canvas bag of go d tempted him ; and, in order that he might secure it, Sir l'ercival‘s death-blow was aimed. Feasible reasoning was this for us to build upon. Diving into the obscurity of the past, we learned that, with the bard cash.Sir Percival had drawn from the bank, be had drawn a twmhundrcd-pound note. That note was stolen with the 1d, and has ever since been missing. The k had the number, and to-day the note was identified ; for it has been found. “ Found f” I echo. "You; found in an old and disused safe belonging to Mr. Brenton. The police had a warrant granted them to search the house, and they found the note. It has lain pants for twenty years ; but it has saved Sir Per- clval‘s son from a shameful death 2 As soon as the ice evidena was heard, and hlr. Maul, e manager of the bank, had sworn to the note being the one issued to Sir Per. eival. the aspect of afi'airs changed. When theJudgo rose, Sir Martin was acquitted, and Air. Brenton charged with murder.’ I feel for Dals'h hand. It is a horrible tale, and at I aman Heavenfor Judith's Ink. "You will see Sir Martin to-merrow," Will concludes softly. “Try to forget this till then. Letty, ‘vo us some music." Letty to As the sweet from the instrument my hmitates. We shudder. "He will not suffer the penalty of crime at the ban ‘s hands," Sir Martin as I. And, as e stares wonderingly. he “ He is dead.” ' “ Dead 2" Dale repeah. “Yes; it is an awful tragedy. He was found dead in the cell this morning.’I “Then we shall never knowâ€"" “ He has left a full confessionâ€"a paper for me." “ But, did he dieâ€"" " Hush ; he is dead l He has escaped the earthly tribunal; but he cannot esmpe the higher one." " He was guilty 2” “Av ; it is marvellous that he was never sus fed all these yearsl But you had is up your minds that I was the offender, and you troubled not to seek traces of guilt in other directions. As Ii 'ued, Brenton had used my father’s money or speculative purposes and lost it. From time to time he delayed rendering his accounts ; but at length Sir Percival fixed a day when he would go over the books with him. That day was the one I visited Napine. Almost as I left, he arrived. Sir Percival, in his agitation, disclosed my secret; then, vexed with himself, he turned hastily to business, chagrined that be had spoken unwiscly. He asked Brenton if he had paid the money he held into the bank. Brenton'e reply was evasive. My father, who was naturally perturbed, lost his temper. “ ‘ have you the money 3' he cried. ‘ Upon my word you act queerly ! Have you it or not 2’ " , “Brenton, who had in his nervousness picked up my father's heavily-mounted whip, clutched it tightly, but did not reply. Sir Percival, indi nsnt and enraged, went on. “ ‘ If you ave misappropriated it, you shall i-ufl'er. If you have abused my trust, don't think to find me weakly merciful. I will unishâ€"" “ is threat was never finished. Brenton, beside himself, struck him with force. The blow was fatal. My father fell, with a roan, to the floor. Believing him insens- ible. and, deeming his only chance of safety was flight, Brenton looked round. 0n the table was the canvas bag, familiar enough to him. Snatching it, he went to the window stealthily. No one was about, and he dropp- ed to the ground like a cat. Hastening home, he flung some clothes into a ortman- teen, and called his servant, to te l her he should be away for a few days; but she, open-mouthed with horror, blurted out news that altered his course of action. Sir Per. cival was deadâ€"murdered and robbed by fife own son ! A man flying by bad just told er. “ Brenton was bold. He went outâ€"went to Napinc. He saw Sir Percival, deadâ€"saw the stricken widow ; and did for her all the most compassionate friend could have done. If he hampered the police in their activity, he did so warily. He was sharp enough to perceive that the more time that was lost in following me, the better. Fate favoured him; I was not overtaken. His reputation was untarnisbed. He remained in Lady Napine's services, winning golden opinions of all men. By some extraordinary mistake he did not destroy the note which has now pro- claimed him guilty. IIe thought he had burned it with the canvas bag. ~Robert Brenton is only one more whose sin has been found out through lack of carefulness. He destroyed all traces of his ilt but one. That one would have hanged im." After a long silence Dale saysâ€"- “ Silas Thornton will have to give up Napine." ” Yes ;" Sir 'Mnrtin replies; “I am ifs lawful owner. I shall not reside there until I bring home my daughter. I had he ed she would have been with me ere this. go to ' London to-night in search of her." "Judith will be glad. She will find a father, you a duo hter.” “ Yes "â€"Sir h artin’s voice is mellifluous â€"“ my dear Cicely's child will welcome me. Mr. Carey, may I trouble you with a little private conversation ‘2” WW" rises. Sir Martin bids Letty fare- well, takes me in his arms, and blesses me. I beg him to bring Judith to us quickly. He romises, little guessing when he will fulfil is word. Presently the door closes, and Will returns. As we stand together the bells ring out a gay clamorous peel. “ For Sir Martin,” Will explains. “A greetin to Napine.” My t ought: fly off at a tangent. I think of the unhappy man whose confession has reinstated Sir Martin in the eyes of the publicâ€"think of him uncarcd for, dead l Years after, Dale tells me that he died a suicide’s death ; but this I do not know now. 0 ' O i O I am resting on the sofa, and mamniais on alounge near me. Olive, looking so well and bonnie, is cutting the leaves of a new book, and Mr. 0rd is nodding comertably. Eighteen months and more have gone. I am a s inster no longer. I am Dale Ord's wife. \ 0 live at 0rd Court, andarc per- fectly, blissfully happy. Mr. and Mrs. 0rd have made a genuine daughter of mo ; they care for me as though I were indeed their own child. Very sincerely should I grieve if the ouce-talkcd-of arrangement were carried out, and Mr. and Mrs. 0rd left 0rd Court. It is not the first time by many that I have been down-stairs since my baby was born ; but my dear ones will not cease to love and caress me, and I am not disinclined to be patted and tended as though I were some- what of an invalid. Mamma and Olive are paying me a visit. Norah is married. Our old maid, as we irreverently termed her, only came back from la belle France to re- turn fo it w permanence. She has married a Frenchman, one of the old nobility. \Ve have lost her ; but, as she is content, we can- not be otherwise. Momma misses her much; but, believing that woman's life is incomplete if spent in single blessedncss, she accepts her uuwontcd care rejoiciugly. (re nu commune.) ONLY A WOMAN’S HAIR. By the nun-or of "A hirsugc friendship," .kc. I often wandered by the brink of the creek that crossed a part of our garden, and look- ing down into the clear water, I fancied I could see that fair ringlet tossing on the pebbles beneath. ” A trees 0' golden hair, 0' drowned maidcn’s hair. . . Above the nets at sea." Kin slcy‘a pretty song was always in my min . 1 could not have spoken of these fancies of mine to any one; they were however. rarely absent from my thoughts ;a.nd I think that constant brooding over them would have been very injurious to me, had not something happened about this time which turned my thoughts into a different dire.» tion. ClIAI’l‘l-llt. IlI. hlr. Berosford did not urchasc the estate in our ne' hbourhood w ch he had made inquiries t. lie had completely disap peeredme my horizon, an I knew not what had become of him. The perty in question was bought by a Afr. ane, who win a stranger to both my father and myself. One sultry evening I was seated in the with Mrs. Holland sewing near me,b wa ofa com on in mylcneli- nus. waaysve "loumwthatfioeo was some. him if andl were much at- tached to one another, and I liked to have her with me. She had lived with us ever since Bose was a baby, and wasquite one of the family,andweeould to her eon- fidentially of all that I had been talking‘ mm Herbert Tempest. lichad nits given up coming to see us now; he acupted Rose's lossso quietlyaatcarouasmy disgust and use. “Pocrgirli” he had said, in his placid mam Thero' thatinSirMartin’sfacewhiehtella way. "I was certainly vuryfasdofher __ ofhittershameandanguiah. I trytosay once.” ' ' noboymodmmmngm howrejoicodlam;bnt, tongue»tied,Int IthoughtofhlrnBrownmg’slineaâ€" mammmw; dovnbrhuyâ€" Mnbâ€" "Saynaver‘Ilovedonce.’ They never loved Who say that they , loved once.m And then those lines of Southey'a occurr- ed to meâ€" "I'hey sin who tell us love can die ; Its hol flame for ever burneth ; Fromm eaven it came, to Heaven return- c ; Too oft on earth a troublons guest, At times received, at times oppressed ; It here is tried and purified, In Heaven it bath its perfect mt; It cometh here with grief and care, But the harvest-time of love is there." Already rumours had reached me that Herbert was paying attention to the reign- ing beauty in the chief town of our rovince â€"the girl who hadsucceeded to t e posi- tion r Rose had occupied only a mouth or two fore. “ He never really lived her," I said scomfully to Mrs. Holland. “ If he had he could not have forgotten her so soon-" “He is not the sort of gentleman to love very warmly," she replied calmly, threading her needle as she spoke. " I have seen some who were of a different make." “ Have you really, Carrie dear 3" I asked. Her name was Caroline, and we had always called her “Carrie " in the nursery. “Oh do tell me the names of some of them 2" I added, half laughing. She laughed too, hesitated, and glanced at me, and then she saidâ€" , I could not tell why, perhaps it was her Look, but I suddenly felt my cheeks grow at. f Idreally knew very little about Mr. Berea- or . From my father I had heard that he was one of a very wealthy family at home, but only a younger son, and that he had come out to New Zealand, with a younger son’s portion, to make as much more of it as for- tune would allow him. “ “'hst is that Carrie,” I said hastily, in order to turn the course of the conversation â€"“ that dark speck far away in the dis- tance 2” She looked in the direction to which I pointed. From where we were seated in the verandah we could see over a wide extent of country. The day had been oppressively hot, but a faint breeze had sprung up as the evenin drew on. The sun was just setting; his dec ining rays bad clothed the mountains in rniment of dazzling gold, and lighted up portions of the plain beneath. “That dark speck 2" said Mrs. Holland. after a moment's observation of it. “I, think it is a. man on horseback.” “ And he is coming here,” I rejoined, af- ter watching him for a moment or two. “ Yes ; he certainly is," she assented. Slowly, steadily, a dark spot between my- self and the sunlight, the man came on. He did not seem to be in haste ; he passed grad ually and slowly from light to shadow, then to light again ; and wesaw him at last enter the private road to the house. In due time he appeared before Mrs. Hol- land and myself, as we sat in the verandah. He dismounted at once and took off his hat to me. I saw before me a tall dark man, with a pale face and a black moustache, and remarkably bright black eyes. “I have called,” he s aid, “ to see Mr. Pelbam. Have I the pleasure of addressing Miss Catherine Pelham '2" His voice and manner were those of a gentleman. I bowed without speaking in reply to his question, and he went onâ€" “My name is Cyril Vane.:’ “Then you are our new neighbour,” I said. “ I believe my father is at home. \Vill you walk in 2" He fastened his horse to the versudah and followed me into the house. I led him into the drawing-room and sent Mrs. Holland to tell my father he was wanted. Meanwhile I addressed a few civil com- monplace remarks to Mr. Vane ; but I thought his manner somewhat forward and presuming, and he did not impress me fav- ourably ; so that, when my father at last ap- pcared, I was glad to be set at liberty, and left them alone together. Mr. Vane remained a long time talking to my father. When I returned to the draw- ing-room I found that he had been invited to remain the night, and had accepted the in vitation. He had bought the pro erty ad- joining my father’s, which Mr. Beresford had once inquired about; and he was there- fore now our nearest neighbour. I did not feel attracted by him, and I kept aloof from that side of the room where he was seated. Presently I fonnd that he had crossed over, and had taken a chair quite near to me. Itwas growing dusk, and I ima ice that he must have been guided by the g 'mmer of my white dress in the gathering darkness for see me distinctly he could not. I was of course wearing deep mourning for my sister, but on this hot oppressive evening I had replaced my heavy black silk by a white muslin gown, relieved hero and Share with black ribbons. “ Papa,” I called out, “ may I light the lamp? I cannot see anything.” In truth I did not like sitting in the gloam ing so near to a man whose appearance I did not fancy, and, when my father gave the re- quired permission, I rose at once, lighted the lamp, and placed it on the table. Mr. Vane had risen when I did so, and had remained standing. In the centre of the mautleplece close to him was a large beauti- ful photograph of Rose, framed in purple velvet. She had been photographed and sketched so often that we had a likeness or two of her in nearly every room in the house. My fa- ther and I had been so proud of our beauti- ful Rose; she was our “ white rose of all the world." In the picture I am e eakiug of she was seated, arranging a has at of flowers and ferns. There were forget-mc-nots in her hair exactly as she wore them when she died. Over her shoulder fell a long curl, just like the one which I was determined never to give up seeking for until I found it again, an found with it the key to the my- story of her death. Mr. Vane bent to ex- amine the photograph. ” Who is that Indy 2" he inquired. “ hf y sister," I answered shortly. I thought it a matter of course that he must boawarc of her death, for it was still tht’ tallc of our neighbourhood. He made no reply ; he was still examining the portrait, and something in his look caus- ed me to fancy that he did not admire it. “ You cannot jud e of what she was from that likeness,” said. “ You never saw her, or you would know that she was very handsome." “ You are mistaken," he re lied coolly. ” I have seen her." Then he ded ina mo- ment, as if in explanation of his words, " I met her several times while she was staying in town. and I heard her beauty much spoken of." " Then you must have known that it was worth talking about," I remarked, slightly irritated at something in his manner which annoyed me, I did not know why. “ I thought her overpraised," he answer- ml, and be cast what I thought a blackle at the photograph. Ifelt really indignant ; for this disparage meat of Rose to her sister, now that she was gone from us, seemed to me in verybad taste. “De martin} nil ai‘u‘ boson," I said softly and sadly. There was a large mirror just opposite to us ; I could are C l \‘ane’s race from where 1 stood, and I could not help looking at it. Suddenly he turned from where I stood, and encountertd my eyes fixed on him in the glass. What was written in the look that he gave me? Anger. hatred, defiance. andâ€"was it only my fancy or not 2â€"! thought too that there mingled and blended with it all a touch of fear. However it mightbe, he moved away from me at once, and we never exchanged ano- ther were during the remainder of the ev- in ‘{After this I thought that Mr. Vane and I had betterkeep aloof from one another for the future; we seemed to have had nearly enough of each other's society. antipath I felt towards him must be mutu- al, and thasecretly disliked meaamuch as I did him. But I was entirely mistaken. Thenextm ' heap edmeaaI ast sowing dilligea yaffer breakfast, With a humble and apologetic exprasion on his dark face and in his fierce black eyes. _ “Youare angry with me. Miss Cathie,” be said softly. ,. ' ' “ l" I repeated. "' Oh dear no l Why should I be!" ' “ Because," he said, " I have had the good taste to think Min Rose's sister handsomcr than she was herself.’, This was a hateful compliment to me, made as it was at the expense of my lost sis- ter, and I was certainly very angry, but I s led hard not toancw it. “ Vhen you know me better, you will know that compliments are thrown away up- on me,”.I said; " and then you will yourself the trouble of trying to pay them." AndI fried to laugh, but I failed in the at- tempt. (1'0 as cos-usurp.) ArtinCourtshlp. An authority on this subject wishes us to know that it is quite a mistake to suppose that the average woman is the merely pass- ive recipient of favours of a matiimonial kind, ofi'ered for her acceptance. This may be the general opinion, andathere is very great reason, indeed, to believe that such is really the deeply-seated conviction of the vast majority of the human race; but this afi'crds but one more example of the great fact which is so constantly forcing itself up- on the attention of thoughtful men, that popular opinions, whether on one subject or another, are very, very little worth. That man is invariably, or even, indeed, for the most part, the proposer, and woman simply the acceptor of whatever affection his wisdom may see fit to bestow, is an opinion which, in view of the immense advances which are constantly Icing made in the va- rious walks of physical science, must be rel- egated to the limbo of attenuated vanit'es. Sympathy bestowed on the average woman, because of her inability to choose her own happiness, and the impossibility of any self- directed preferences on her fpsrt, is just so much waste of valuable emotion. That we- man's happiness or misery depends on the advances of the man, is nonsense. \Voumn does not simply wait for opportunities to come, but like every other genius, she seizes time by the forelock, and manages, very suc- cessfully sometimes, too, to make her own op nrtuuities. Vcinen are neither the simpletous nor the merely negative recipients of offered favours which poets and novelists succeed very often in making them. They have vastly more to do with the disposal of them- selves, and the establishment of the estate of connubial happiness than is vulgarly sup- posed. Therc is no necessity for her being reduced to that stupid resource of the mere- ly male mindâ€"talking, in order to accom- plish all the courtship she wishes. She has a hundred little ways and means of getting at her ends when once she has settled what these are to be. Not one man in a hundred is any match for her in this respect. He muv boast of his accurate and profound knowledge of the opposite sex, of his fixed determination to avoid the snares of these fair trappers, of the idiocy of the man who can allow himself to be brought to a declar- ation o aiust his will ;but if he has any- thing Ii '0 the kucwlcdgo and experience, he would fain persuade himself he has, he will know that if he is at all sincere in his pro- testations of avoidance, his only real safety must lie in flight. This authority asserts that “ almost any woman outside of a clois- ter feels that, up to a certain point she is the equal, if not the superior, of any man when they are emotionally pitted against one another.” He is almost entirely at her mercy, and unless he is possessed of more than ordinary strength of mind, or to seeks safety in retirement, he may as well strike his colours at once, if he gets an inkling at all that she is hearing down on him. Nor is there any reflection on‘fhc delicacy appropriate reserve and so naturally looked for from woman, in all this, she simply acts according to her nature. Debarred by the customs of society, as well as by hinder- ences in the very nature of things, she can- not attain her ends by energy and force of action, and so is of necessity driven to have recourse to subtilty. llcr life, more than with man, his an uncomfortable feeling of incompleteness about it, unlessit iscrowned with matrimony. Accordingly, she is apt to bend the only strength of her resources, and the well-known intensity of her will to accomplish that one great end of her existence Great indeed must be the assurance of any man who could write in this way, unless, indeed, his words he the ripened fruit of wisdom gathered from the tree of only too sad experience. " She thinks of wedlock twenty times as much as man does. She has ampler reason to think of it, for it is altogether more im- portant to her than to him, and is in the direct line of her nature and destiny. Con- sequently, when any man shows a sail in the social oiling, she prepares for action, as if the engagement would be inevitable and desperate. He may be on another course; he may steadily increase the distance be- tween them; she may never catch another glimpse of his whitening canvas. But it is a comfort to her to have been ready to think what she might, could or would have done had he borne down u on her, and challeng- ed her to combat on t e high seas of possible matrimony! A single woman believes that every unmarried man’s sail, whatever flag he may be flying, covers a cargo of goods that may be turned to connubial account." “’e don’t believe this, and thankfully com- mend such a writer as this to the thoughtful consideration and pitiful compassion of all readers, male, or female, rich or poor, young or old. Irish Troubles. According to the English and Irish jour- nals the incendiary utterances of the craters and agitators of the Land league are excit. ing no little apprehension and uneasiness in the public mind. The government are be- lieved to have under consideration the ad- visability of prohibiting these gatherings, but so for nothing has been done beyond watching the assemblies and taking notes of the speeches. The resolutions adopted at the meeting of the Catholic bishops and clergyman of Cloync, to which reference is made in the preceding dispatches are : First. that the rents ought to be fixed by arbitration or valuation, to prevent rack- ienting; second, that no one should be dis- turbed from liia holding so long as he paid that fair rent ; third, that there ought to be free sale in all cases, whether rent was paid or not; fourth, that there should be permis- sion for laborers' cofiages; fifth, that there ought to be reclamation on waste lands, as the first step in peasant proprietorship ; sixth, that although the disapproved of the constitution of the Ian commission, still they thought the more intelligent of the far- mers ou ht to give evidence before it and thus ma e their grievances known; seventh, all the priests pledged themselves to carry out these resolutions, and to cooperate with any respectable organization, Land league or other. to the extent of these resolutions. In addition they advise the farmers who may have useful evidence to give to tender it to the land commission, although dissatis- fied with the constitution of the commiasiou, being convinced of the sincere desire of the present government to late on just and equitable principles the relation between landlord and tenantin Ireland. As a neces- sary preliminary to the practical settlement of the land question, they advise the entire abolition of the law of prim culture and the other legal obstacleo to the rec transfer of land. The declaration of the prints has been favouribly commented upon by The Franco's J which considers the Cloyne platform the safest and aoendest yet erected. The declaration. continues Till Journal, is evidently the work of men who fathers and mothrrs ible disclosures contain~ phiet entitled "The European h, Scotch, and lrish ~rls for the purpose of foreign prostitution." ucrcdible as it may seem, it is proved be- yond doubt by Mr. Dyer, in this pamphlet, that there are foreign agents in this country daily engaged in decoying English girls to Continental cities, under the pretence of finding them situations, and that they are then immersed under lock and key in houses of ill-fame, and never allowed their liberty again, being subjected to outrages and hor- rors quite equal in point of moral infamy to any atrocities that we have read of as per- trated by the Turks in Bulgaria. Mr. Beyer has himself nobly aided in the rescue of one unhappy English girl who had very nearly lost her reason through the frightful experience: she had undergone. He gave her narrative in her own words, and he as- sures us that at this moment there are in Brussels numbers of En liah girls detained against their wills in worst form of slavery, the (fleet of which is that they are being slowly murdered. In the name of that freedom we are ever boasting of, in the name of virtue, justice, and Christianity, I call u n all Scotchmen who have a spark of chiva ry,to aid Mr. Dyer in his noble efl'orts to rescue our helpless fellow-coon women from this life of s'avuy in a foreign and. I would suggest that town's uieetin be a once called, to express our in ignation against the Belgi.n Government for permit- ting such wrougs against British subjects, and to demand their immediate release, and a full investigation, with a heavy pecuniary fineâ€"” compensation," it would be an insult to offer their hapless victims. The Belgian Government must be taught to rrspect the public opinion of a nation without whose protection their pettv state would soon be swupt iii the map of Europe. If it were not that Englishmen are in entire ignorance of the facts, it would certainly be disgrsctful to us as a nation to reflect that we can show ourselves a) ready to draw the sword and spend our millions to rescue a few lluglisli- men confined by an Abyssinian Prince whilst we turn a deaf ear to the heirtieudin; cries for lie] that Mr. Dyer brings to our notice from cfcncclt-sa English-women who are systematically decayed abroad under false pretcuczs, and there kept literally under lock and key in houses licensed by the Bel- gian Government, where they are compelled by force, and With the connivance of the police, to lead lives of the vilcst infamy. I need hardly ray that when I speak of Eng- lishwomeu I speak also of Scotchwomei), who, as Mr. Dyer testifies, are found amongst the victims of this vile traflic. eâ€"o-»â€"...â€".__â€"â€"â€" The House of Patley & Uu. Golden Griâ€"fiflfln, Toronto. (From the Toronto Globe.) If the stranger visiting Toronto wishes to see one of the leading retail establishments in the city, he must, in order to do so, visit the great house of Policy 8'. CO., 128 and 132 King street East. It ranks in Torontowith A. T. Stewart in New York,Moses A: Son in Lon don,Todd 6:. Burns in I.imerick,cr the Plum in Dublin. ljetley & Co. keep a general dry- goods, clothing, milliuery, and carpet ware- house; in short, everything required for the comfort or adornment of the human race of both sexes. ation would be impossible. ment is complete in itself, and in some lines, especially in carpets, the stock is To attempt an enumer- Evcry depart; enormous, two flats over both floors be- ing piled from floor to cciliug with this article alone. \Ve doubt very much if any wholesale house in the city carries such a stock. One would imagine at first that such an immense stock was unnecessary, but when we learn that they do a trade in this department alone of over seventy thousand dollars per year, the wonder coast-s. They make a specialty of custom tailoring, and their success in this line is shown by their taking first and sec- ond prizes at the Industrial Exhibition at Toronto; first prizes and diploma‘for the best assortment of clothing, at the Provinci- al Exhibition at Hamilton; and they also took first prize for carpets. The millinery department is under the charge of canal the best milliners in the city. The show of goods is complete and choice, and Includes all the latest novelties in millinery. Ladies will have their every wish gratified in this line of goods by visiting l’etiey do Co.'e es- tablishment. They have also adrcss-mak- ing department, the most complete of its kind. The ready-made clothing being all of their own manufacture, is of. a superior quality. Dry-goods,,cloths, silks, hosiery, foor cloths, linoleums, etc, are in endless variety. In short, as far as quantity, quali- ty, and variety the house is complete, and nothing further remains to be said but to go and see it. Touching that all important point, the prices, we might say that Petlcy in Co. do not insult the in- telligence of the people by pretending to sell at cost, as some do, or by offering to sell goods (which were never contemplated to bear a profit of over five or ten per cent.) at twenty-five to forty per cent. below any one else, as many do. They purchase direct from the manufacturers, on terms similar to our best wholesale houses, and can, therefore, sell retail at wholesale prices. They make a point of always keeping their stock in every department up, so that intending pur- chasers can have at all times, not only the best material, but also the latest styles to select from. To this fact the firm, nodcubt, owes much of its success. They now offer the public the full benefits of their establish. ment, and the customer will find the most courteous civility and straightforward deal- ing. You Have no Excuse. Have you any excusc for sufleriug with Dyspepsia or Liver Complaint? Is there any reason why you should go on from day to day com laiuing with Sour Stomach,$ick Headache, labitual Costiveucss. palpitation of the Heart. Heart burn, \Vater-brssh, Gnawing and burning pains at the pit of the Stomach, Yellow Skin, Coated tongue, and disagreeable taste in the mouth, Coming up of food after eating, Low Spirits, to. No I It is positively your own fault if you do. Go to your lliuggiatâ€"and get a bottle of (Snow‘s Acorn h‘mwzu for 75 cents your cure is cerIain, but if you doubt this, et a Sample Bottle for 10 cents and try it. we doses will relieve \‘ou. ..â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€" "Tim an. i-orr."â€"l-'ur beautifying the teeth and preserving, for sweetening and 'ving fragrance to the Breath use “Tea- rry" the new Toilet gem delightfully cooling and refreshing. TH! Great Triumph of the 19th century is the great medical climax Burdock Blood Bitters. cures all diseases of the blood, liver, and kidneys, nervous and general debilit , and is the purest and beat tonic in e world. Tar Burdock Blood Bitters, the gust system renovator. blood and liver syrup, acts on the bowels, hver and kidneys, and is a superb tonic. llavs Connorsâ€"Yon may suffer from scrap: «Macao fool lliumourw liver may one , your ring: ,your kidneys deranged, your jointadistorted with rheumatism, you maybe alnmst a shim are of the people and with the pocpls.â€"‘l'he skeleton, yet despair not. Burdock B Inodon Ede. Bitten has cured others-it may cure you. .mivmfsveavmmg ESTABLIs’ attention of all En ‘ ' to the almost in id in a . . Slave Trade in English Girls ; a Narrative r 1 Facts, by Alfred S. Dyer, to which is ap- " pended a copy if a memorial to Bar! Grnn~ Ville, Secretary of State for Foreign Afi'airs, from the wmmittec forges! in Landon {fir the purpose of ex ' suppressing e existing frame in Egligs 1874:- I A. ’ i “ Norman 3 Electro « Curatwev' hlngi‘azrsi'firlr‘msstassessing": ,1 ~ Spraina, Consumption, Sleeplessnesa, Colds. Ii-dlx-eatlon. Ask for Norm-nu Electric Bells and you will be No agalnst Immeiilon, for they TESTIMONIALS. “ 1 well and are cheap at any price. a. sonar, 1:: q. Dar Sinâ€"Please send me a wales belt. Enclosed find p inc. Iliad Ia-Id got [or my wife In! km; ,5 cured her of neuralgia. silt XOR! \h’. \\'A\'ll\‘\th x. n Y0“?! truly, C. l... ’l‘lLLEY. DALKII‘I'II. our. Dear Sin-lam phased with the belt 1 got from you, anl wish you would send c remain to ma lowing addresses MR. A. NORIIAN, \‘cursiraly,h' ll. . listens“, 0.“. Dear Sinâ€"The belt I got from you last Scpfcmbcr did me lots of 1 “as not able to work then, but 1 am now. “use send Ill-I another and a pair of kuccwpi and two air: of Insoles. hut-lush], animus 21. Pleas: send them by maiL Yours tru y. JAMES l‘EAlth'. Numbers of such testimonials can be seen at my office, pmvlrg that they are thin! n gt 0.1 \voikand worthy the atfcntlou of all suflcrers. .tarCirculers free. No charge for consultation. ‘ BATHS. 1 have eutlrely refitted my establishment with marble and other baths, which cifv. Elcczrlc. sulphur aid vapor baths and hot and cold baths always roadv. Ladies and L'Olllltlllofl. wlie'her invalid: or not, wi‘l find those baths toning. strengthening, cleansing, cnIlvcuing, cheering and A. NORMAN, 4’ Queeen Street East, Toronto. N.Bâ€"'l‘russes for ruptur', th iu Aiueiics, and Electric Batteries always on hand at reasonable [Ii-Ices. comforfiuc. Come and try them. Have you uesm of the wonderful cures cfl'ccfed and benefi's derived from the use of Edison's E cctric Bc'ts. If not, call on your druggisi. for pamphlt t with testimonials. They an: as food to the hungry, as water to growing plants, and as sunlight to urn-v. DR. Fowuzk‘s Extract of Wild Straw! or- ry cures canker of the stomach and bowels, dysentery, cholera morbus and all summer complaints. COLLARS and Cuffs, new styles, Kid GlUVtB. new shades, one and twu-buttnued, Silk Handkerchiefs, new patterns, Silk Umbrellas, new and cheap, at Cooper's, 109 Youge street, Toronto. 11‘ NEVER Fursâ€"Dr. Fowler's Extract of Wild Strawberry is an unfailing remedy for all kinds of bowel complaint. IT is the testimony of all mm who have tried it that, “ Myrtle Navy " tobacco has the most delicious flavour of any tobacco in the market, and that it leaves none of the unpliasant effects in the mouth which most tobacco: do. The reason for this is the high and pure quality of the leaf, which is the finest known in Virginia, and the absence of all deleterious "miter in the manufactu-e. THE Greatest Popularity of Dr. Fowler‘s Extract of Wild Strawberry is where it has been longest known. Tiuiu cannot detract from its merits. It if the old reliab‘e reme- dy for all bowel complaints incident to the summer season. illustrious minister}.â€" Toriqggo. W Barrister & Attorney, Geo. ll. Watson, 30 Adelaide East. Rossin House. Palace [Intel ur Canada. Mark. 1!. Irish. Prop. l’lcturo Mouldings, hilrrors, cfc. Semi for wholesale list. 11. J. Mannaws do Baas. Toronto. NVEN’I‘URS DESIROUS OF 0131 mining patents should write to HENRY ORIS’I‘, l'atcni Solicitor, Ottawa, Canada; twenty years' practicp_;_n_c_i_patcnt, no pay. USIIAWA CAlllNl-Jl‘l CO., FU 97 Yougc Street, Toronto, . Ontario. oft SALE 01f. EXCHANGEâ€"A CARRIAGE SHOPâ€"1n Flsliorvfllcâ€"sleam- owcr commuted. Apply to C. OTTERMAN. fishcrvl le 1’. f) . Ont. "O A TAllblSleD business. Write at once. Early applicants have first choice L. C. BENTEN, St. Thomas, Out. GENTSâ€"MAKE MONEY BY SELLING 'l‘IIl-I bcet Pictorial Family Bible; contains 2,500 lllus tmtious. 03 full pct 0,40 stool, and 23 1).»rc. Fur feriiisaddrcss OBEI LIOLTZEII 65 CO., lfmin. '" ’ â€"Buppllcd ' by it‘si. Youxa 51.00., 13 Wel~ Iiiigton SLE,Tcronlo GENTS WANTED I-‘Olt TOELLElt'S “ DIS- EASES of Live Stock"â€"tho best farmer's Dink published; socurc territory at once. 0BElth0bl‘- ZER. 61. CO., Berlin. _____.__.___._.______â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"~â€"- Star A or for well,bormgâ€"but in the war for Quicksand, hard pen a clay, etc. Never was heat; try It. Send for circular in manf., 68 Mary ot., Hamilton CHRONIC LINGEIUNG DISEASESI treated a eclally by Da. Pusvrsa: author 0 Elementary l ygiciie, and editor of Canada Health Journal. Rooms, with board, baths, &c., fora few resident milenfs.- l Besconsflel-I Ava. Tornum, .~_____~________.___._._. ‘ Ul“ PREPARED LEA I'leIt Durable, Light, Elastic, and Cheap. First Brian at Provlnclal Exhibition, Lon- don. Tostlmonfals on application. Satisfacllongua- mntccd. Address, J. EGAN lSON. Dmvfon. Ont â€"__.____â€"â€"â€"â€" TRADE MARKS, COPYRIGHTS and Designs secured in Canada, Unltcd States and Foreign countries. RIDOUT, Alltl) a CO., Engineers, lilochniilcs' institute. TOEOIIII‘I. mash] Tailors and Gutters A CUTTER of twenty yrara flrst~class cxncrlcncc in America and Britain, has invented lnstnininnis for measuring Coats and Paula, which will produce Per- fect Fitting Garments without the need of trying on. For particulars address, enclosing 3 cent stamp, to it. (I. hchf-lLLAN, I’. 0. Box 116. Guelph, Ont. The untold miseries which result from ludlscretlon in carlly life may be alleviated and cured. xhnns'cd vl- tall! ', Nervous and Physical chlllty. will loco-mo a dream of the past. and vigorous manhood may be restored and regained. lndubltable evidence ls af- forded of the truth of Illth statements, Pamphlet In scaled wrappers post fro-o. Address is, 1). Institute, King-IL. Ttirulitn. THE MASSASOIT GRAD LE CAR RIAGE, Weighs 'fram 7 fw 9 pounds. -- I .s Comfortable and Convenient. For sick children It is Invaluahl. hlodlcal int-n recommend it Prices within the reach of all, Bend for circular. Just patented. E. WIEBY. Manufacturer. Toronto bouvis's SQBIECURE! lfas xuvzu failed to cure OATARRH, NEURALGIA, and Nervous Headache. Cold In the Head, fill-maze of the Nasal P- re, Dealt-cm. Mulners. Dimneas of biglit, and all In- drtd mmplaluta ailsin from neglected colds and Esp-ours (Patented In Canada. Febuary It, ism. Bout rsnu "ll Pin Sails or Dears k lncmu. '1' CURE GUARANTEED.“ flour "Bore Con" be regularly and persistently ueodasdlrocted by labels on each box. we guaran- tee relief in every case. end an absolute cure in all uses where the patient is free from mutational ulmeutu awn or ennuiâ€"Stefanie; and d uuz Inu- cualrun momentum mum their: la; into eyes, anufllss, buzzing lo the oan.deafnoso cues - lug meatless in the find, intern-fluent no uvrr the es, fetid breath, nasal twang, sea In we ml v, and Ilchltnz In the threat, are sun sizes of this are-d disease, Our Terranâ€"We as can or mall “ Dawn's Bureau" to an port 0 the Dominion for 03’)! DOLL”!le ILGLBDOX.,MTIIRRBM185 P01! 170 DOLLAR! In ordering, please write your flares, Post one. and Ouuntym'nly, and send men by Peat OM lone . or by Registered Liar. Audra- allor rs to the Cans- dxan' amuandluiufacwura. G- POKEROY do 00.. as files Street Wat. ’l'ovmto. . â€"-', f.“ re) Â¥ K K B unlock B LOOD Bitters .TULO I“! ML DPllCLHJTQD‘. {‘1 uLE’nS Burdooh “ruling- OIIslrisonf. urban sled, should be used in connection wl Bur- lock Blood Bitters for curing ulcers. egal.‘ ’sver. sores. etc. UXU lllAN'l‘ \VIIISKEBS and hlnlistachcs lufalllbly produced by the well-known and celebrated “mustache pm- duccr, Arsu's l-‘oauuua, In six weeks. An agreeable and low- crful sfimulatlvo Emolileiit. Sent to any ad reel In Canada on receipt of the price, 25 ctr. EARNESI‘ DEfllllNGElt, Clitmlst, 890 King street, 'l‘urontu. W. MILLIOHAMP 82: 00., Show [lass Manufacturers, GOLD. SILVER AND NIOXLB PLATBRS. 29 to 35 Adelaide Street East, . T059391. 9N3... Valuable Discovery! BY hills. JULYE MYERS. Drawing and Healing Salve. The Drawing and Healing Salvo cums Cur- bupclcs, Abscesscs, Felons, \\'ll.l10lll the aid of a kn fc. The Druwln and Healing Salve cures llry- , slpclas and It iigworms. The Urawmg and Healing Salve cures Nice and all l'olsoncd Flesh. The Drawing and Heulfn Salvo cures films, inflamed Joints, Chill) sins, and Frost ) fcs. l‘ricc, 2.5 and 50 cents is box. MtsJulyeMyeis’fiheumalicfum ,A Positive Cure for Rheumatism Ncurnlgln, \Vcak lincks, Sprains, Silfl'iicss of Joints, Severe Aches, Cramps. .ltc. l'rlcc $1 per bottle; trlnl bottle, 10c. For sale by all drnuglsle. General agents for Canada, J. CUOMBE. "J" King at. East, Toronto. National Plllu. superior Io all other purita- iznffvcs in strength and virtue. in safety and? nuiduess of action. Minus [ll Niwsmnig We supply “ outsides" and “ insides," on first-class paper, with or without news matter. at a. very low rate. Our prices are so low that no publisher can afford to print his. “ first side" at home. Samples and prices on applica- tion. 8. FRANK WILSON, Office of Manager. Auillsry Publishing 00., Toronto. Canada. THE BEST LEATHER BELTING l ALI. GENUINE BEND run "‘“ ‘ CAlALOCUE STAR L 0n heel of rlvcts PRICE LIST; ("HUI HAIL), m THE_I_I_lI_ARKET. F. E. DIXON 81: CO., MAN cram u nuns, 81 COLBORNBlBTREET, TORONTO. DIAMONDS WILL OUT. AND THE ImprovedDiamond and the Hanlan Crusssciit flaws «Ill cut faswr and stay In unler long- er than any other new ln the world. They am menu. facturod only by R. H. ~SMITH: 8: 00.. 8t. Oathsrlnes. and Sold b the Hardware ’Ir 0 o - where. Taro no other. We also inmfibe‘lmtl’c'c 'l'oolh, Lightning, Improved Champion, 19:11pm, In short. all kinds and attain! If -I f I Improved Champlain. I ' N. “a "x “o N" 2.81:.- Ualharinesbw Works." 0 A U T I 6 is? __ EACH PLUG OF THE MYRTLE NAVY l8 MARKED T. &B. IN BRONBE LETTERS. NONE OTHER GENUINE. .-â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"- r c5 ‘ ‘ ’1 ('qu l\> <'*¢' “"t>*7“/ ; ii I.“ r A .OF WILD, STRAWBERRY ' VIM. WI. DIARBHCBfi DYBBNTBBY and m 1‘ *stgl‘lniah org. “9 ommfirs' an as a wee-me. A trial will convince. , 4,. A;--â€".â€"_ .. are new the brs'. In the w? ,lndmhl“