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What with artillery caissons and waggons and couriers and the ever-thickening stream of recruits and stragglers, it seemed to me that it would be a very long time before I should join my comrades. The plains,how- ever. were five feet deep in snow, so there was nothing for it but to plod upon our way. It was with joy, therefore, that I found a second road which branched away from the other, trending through afir-wood towards the north. There was a small auberge at the cross-roads, and a pKtrol of the Third Hussars pf Couflansâ€"the very regiment of which Iwas afterwards colonel â€"ware mounting their horses at the door. On the steps stood their officer, a slight, pale young man, who looked more like a young priest from a seminary than leader of the devil-may-care rascals before him. "Good day, sir,” said be. seeing that I pulled up my horse. " Good-day," l answered. “ I am Lieu- tenant Etienne Gerard, of the Tenth." country side," said the farmer. “By all accounts there have been some black doings It’s not for nothing that the wrckedest man in Poland has been living there these fourteen years past." "A Polish nobleman 3" I asked. “Nay we breed no such men in Poland," he answered. “A Frenchman, then 2” cried Duroc. “'1 hey say that he came from France." “And with red hair 2" “As red as a fox.” “Yes, it is my man, cried my compan~ ion, quivering all over in his excitement. “It is the hand of Providence which has led me here. Who can say there is not justice in this world 2 Come, Monsieur Gerard, for I must see the men safely quartered before I can attend to his private I matter.” He spurred on his horse, and ten minutes later we were at the door of the inn of Armsdcrf,‘ where his men were to find their quarters for the night. Well, all this was no afi’air of mine, and I could not imagine what the meaning of it might be. [determined to ride on for a few hours and take my chance of some wayside barn in which I could find shelter for Rataplan and myself. I had mounted my horse, therefore, after tossing off a cup of wme, when young Duroc came running out of the door and laid his hand upon my knee. “Monsieur Gerard,” he panted, “I beg of you not to abandon me like this 1” “My good air,” said I, “if you would N ‘ up yonder. l I could gee by his {Ace that he hem-d of tell me what is the matter and what you me. Everybody had heard of me since my duel with the six fencing-masters. My manner, however, seemed to put him at his ease with me. “ I am Sub Lieutenant Duroc, Thiri ,” said he. “Newly joined 3" I asked. " Last week .” _ Iliad thought as much, from his white face and from the way in which he let his men lounge upon their horses. It was not so long, however, since I had learned myself what it was like when of the a schoolboy has to give orders to veteran] troopers. It made me blush, I remember, to shout abrupt commands to men who had seen more battles than I had years, and it would have come more natural for me to say, “VYith your permission. we shall now wheel into line," or, "If you think it best, we shall trot.” I did not think the less of the lad, therefore, when I observed that his men were sometimes out of hand, but I gave them a glance which stiffened them in their saddles. _ “May I ask, mcnsieur, whether you are going by this northern road 2" I. asked. “My orders are to patrol it as far as Arenadorf,” said he. “Then l'will, with your permission, ride so far with you,” said I. “It is very clear that the longer way will be the faster." So it proved, for this road led away from the army into a country which was given over to Cossacks and niarauders,and it was as bars as the other was crowded. Duroc and I rode in front, with our six troopers clattering in the rear. He was agood boy, this Duroc, with his head full of the non- sense that t-liey teach at St. Cyr, knowmg more about Alexander and Pompey than how to mix a horse’s fodder or care for a horse’s feet. Still, he was, as I have said, a good boy, unspoiled as yet by the camp. It pleased me to hear him pratlle away ab: ut his sister Marie and about his mother in Amiens. Presently we found ourselves at the village of Hoyonau. Duroc rode up to the post-house and asked to see the master. _ “Can you tell me,” said he,“whether the man who calls himself the Baron Strauben- thal lives in these parts?" The postmaster shook his brad, and we rode upon our way. I took no notice to this, but when, at the next village,iny comrade repeated the same question, With the same result, I could not help asking him who this Baron Straubenâ€" thal might be. “He is a man,” said Duroc,with a sudden flush upon his boyish face, “to whom ’I’have a very important message to convey. Well, this was not satisfactory,but there was something in my companion's manner which told me that any furtherquestioning would be distasLefui to him. I said nothing more, therefore, but Duroc would still ask fiery peasant whom we met whether he giie him any news of the Baron cal e l Ntraubenthal. For my 0Wn part I was endeavouring, as in officer of light cavalry should. to foriu an idea of the lay of the country, to note the course of the streams, and to mark the places where there should I e for a Every trap was taking us farther from the camp round the flanks of which We ware travel- ing. l’ar to the south a few plumes of grey smoke in the frosty air marked the position of some of our outposts. '10 the north, however, there was nothing between )urselves and the Russian winter quarters. l’wice on the extreme horizon I caught. a glimpse of the glitter of steel, and pointed it out to my companion. It was too distant for us to tell whence it came, but we had little doubt that it was from the lance- heads of marauding Cossacks. The sun Was just setting when we rode over a low hill and saw a small village upon our right, and on our left a high black castle, which jutted out from amongst the pine-woods. A farmer With his cart was approaching usâ€"a matteddiair, down- cast fellow, in a sheepskin jacket. "What village is this "’ asked Duroc. "It is Arensdorf," he answered, in his barbarous German dialect. "Then hero I am to stay the night," said my young companion. _ Then, turning to the farmer, he asked his eternal question, “Can you tell me where the Baron Strau- bcuthal lives 2" “Why, it is he who owns the Castle of Gloom," said the farmer pointing to the dark turrents over the distant fir forest. Duroc gave a shout like the sportsman who sees his game rising in front of him, The lad seemed to have gone off his headâ€" his eyes ehining,his face deathly whitc,an.l such a grim set about his mouth as made the farmer shrink away from him. I can see him now. leaning forward on his brown horse. with his eager gaze fixed upon the great black tower. "Why do you call it the Castle of Clean: 9" ' asked. ‘uo means of learning. would wish rue to do, I should be better lable to tell you if I could be of any assis- l tance to you." “ You can be of the very greatest,” he cried. "Indeed,from all that I have heard of you, Monsieur Gerard, you are the one man whom I should wish to have by my side to-night.” “You forget that I am riding to join my regiment.” “You cannot, in any case, reachit to- night. To-morrow will bring you to Russel. By staying with me you will confer the very greatest kindness upon me, and you will aid me in a matter which concerns my own honour and the honour of my family. ! I am compelled, however, to confess to you ‘ that some personal danger may possibly be involved." It was acrafty thing for him to say. Of course, I sprang from Rataplan’s back and ordered the groom to lead him back into the stables. “Come into the inn,” said I, “and let me know exactly what it is that you wish me to do.” He led the way into a sitting-room, and fastened the door lest we should be inter- rupted. He was a well-grown lad, and as he stood in the glare of the lamp, with the light beaming upon his earnest face and upon his uniform of silver gray,which suit- ed him to a marvel, I felt my heart it arm towards him. Without going so far as to say that; he carried himself as I had done at his age, there was at; least similarity prioriin to make me feel in sympathy with llm. “ I can explain it all in a few words,” said he. “ If I have not already satisfied your very natural curiosity, it is because the subject is so painful it one to me that I can hardly bring myself to allude to it. I cannot, hon ever, ask for your assistance without explaining to you exactly how, the matter lies. “ You must know, then, that my father was the well-known banker, Christophe Duroc, who was ,murdered by the people during the September massacres, As you are aware the mob took possession of the prisons, chose three so-called judges to pass sentence upon the unhappy aristocrats, and then tore them to pieces when they were passed out into the street. My father had been a benefactor of the poor all his life. There wore many to plead for him. ‘ He had the fever, too, and Was carried in, half-dead, upon a blanket. Two of the judges were in favour of acquitting him ; the tlaird,a young Jacobin,whoss huge body and brutal mind had made him a leader among these wretches, dragged him, with his own hands, from the litter, kicked him again and again with his heavy boots, and hurled him out'of the door, where in an instant he was torn limb from limb under circumstances which are too horrible for me to describe- This. as you perceive, was murder, even under their own unlawful laws, for two of their ‘own judges had pro- lnouuced in my father's favour. "Well,when the days of order came back againmiy elder brother began to make in- quiries about this man. I was only a child then, but it was a family matter, and it was discussed in my presence. The fellow's name was Carabin. He was one of San- sterre's Guard, and a noted duellist. A foreign lady named the Baroness Straubeu- thal having been dragged before the Jaco- bins, he had gained her liberty for her on the promise that she with her money and estates should be his. He had married her, taken her name and title, and escaped out of France at the time of the fall of Robes- pierre. What had become of him we bad “You will think,douhtless, that it would be easy for us to find him, since we had his name and his title. You must remember however, that the Revolution left us With- out money, and that. without money such a search isverydiliicult. Then came theEmpire and it became more difficult still, for, as you are aware, the Emperor considered that the lSthBrumairebroughtaHaccountstoasettleo ment, and that on that day a veil had been drawn across the past. None the less, we kept our own family story and our own family plans. __ “ .lly brother joined the army, and passed With it through all Southern Europe, ask- ing an ywhere fcr the Baron Straubsnthal. Last October he was killed at. Jena, with his mission still unfulfilled. Then it became my turn, and I have the good fortune to hear -of the very man of whom I am in search at. one of the first Polish villages which I have to visit, and within a fort- night of joining my regiment. And then, to make the matter even better, I find my- self in the company of one whose name is never mentioned throughout the army save in connection with some daring and gener- ous dee " This was all very well, and i listened to it with the great set interest, but I was none the clearer as to what young Duroc wished me to do. , "But. what do you intend to do?” "I shall know what to do. you to be with me, all the same." Well, it was never in my nature to refuse an adventure, and, besides, I had every sympathy with the lad's feelings. It- is very well to forgive one’s enemies, but one wishes to give them a: mething to forgive, also. Iheld out my hand to him, there- fore. "I must be on my way for Rossel to- morrow morning, but to-night I am yours." said I. We left our troopers in song quarters, and, as it was but a mile to the Castle, we did not disturb our horses. ' To tell the truth, I hate to see a cavalry man walk, and I hold that just as he is the most. gallant thing upon earth when he has his saddle-flaps between his knees, so he is the most ciunisy when he has to loop up his sabre and his sabre-tasche in one hand turn in his toes for fear of catching the towels of his spurs. Still, Duroc and I were of the age when one can carry things off, and I dare swear that no woman at least would Russel was still far off, but, I have quarreled with the appeara‘ce of the two young hussars, one in blue and one in grey, who set out that night from the Arensdorf post-house. We both carried our swords, and for my own part I slipped a pistol from my holster into the inside of my pelisse, for it seemed to me that there might be some wild work before us. The track which led to the Castle wound tiu‘ough a pitch-black fir-wood, where we could see nothing save the ragged patch of stars above our head. Presently,however, it opened up, and there was the Castle right in front of us,about as far as a carbine would carry. It was a huge, uncouth place, and bore every mark of being exceedingly old, with turrets at every corner, and a square keep on the side which was nearest to us. In all its great shadow there was no sign of light save for a single window, and no sound came from it. To me there was something awful in its size and its silence,which corresponded so well with its sinister name. My companion passed on eagerly, and I followed him along the ill- kept path which led to the gate. I'here was no hell or knocker upon the great, iron-studded door, and it was only by pounding with the hilts of our sabres that we could attract attention. A thin hawk-faced man, with a beard up to his templeshopened it at last. He carried a lantern in one hand and in the other a chain which held an enormous black hound. His manner at the first moment was threatening, but the sight of our uni- forms and our faces turned it into one of sulky reserve. “The Baron Straubenthal does not re- ceive visitors at so late an hour,” said be, speaking in very excellent French. “ You can inform Baron Straubenthal that l have come eight hundred leagues to see him, and that I will not leave until I have done so,” said my companion. I could not myself have said it with a better voice and manner. . The fellow took a sidelong look at us, and tugged at his black beard in his per- exity. “ To tell the truth, gentlemen,” said he, “the baron has acup or two of wine in him at this hour, and you would certainly find him a more entertaining companion if you were to come again in the morning.” He had Opened the door a little wider as he spoke, and I saw by the light of the lamp in the hall behind him that three other rough fellows were standing there, one of whom held another of those mon- strous hounds. Duroc must have seen it also. but it made no difference to his reso- lution. “Enough talk," said be, pushing the man to one side, “ It is with your master that I have to deal." The follows in the hall made way for him as he strode in among them, so great is the power of one man who knows what he wants over several who are not sure of themselves. My companion tapped one of them upon the shoulder with as much assurance as though he owned him. “ Show me to the Baron,” said he. The man shrugged his shoulders, and answered something in Polish. The fellow with the beard, who had shut and barred the front door, appeared to be the only one among them who could speak French. “ 'Wsll, you shall have your way," said he, with a sinister smile. “ You shall see the baron. And perhaps, before you have finished, you will wish that you had taken my advice. ” We followed him down the hall, which was stone-flagged and very spacious, with skins scattered upon the floor, and the heads of wild beasts upon the walls. At the farther and he threw open a door, and we entered. (170 BE CONTINUED.) â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"-.â€"__ AN UNDERGROUND CITY. Interesting Discovery Made by Russian Explorers in Asia. The Russians have made a singular dis- covery in Central Asia. In Turkestan, on the right bank of tho Amon Daria, is a chain of rocky hills near the Bokharan town of Karki,and a number of large caves which, upon examination, were found to lead toan underground city, built appar- ently long before the Christian era. Ac- cording to effigies, inscriptions and designs upon the gold and silver money unearthed from among the ruins, the existence of the town dates back to some two centuries before the birth of Christ. The under- ground Boaharan city is about two versts long, and is composed of an enormous labyrinth of corridors, streets and squares. surrounded by houses and other buildings two or three stories high. The edifices contain all kinds of domestic utensils, pots, urns, vases and so forth. In some of the streets falls of earth and rock have obstructed the passagea,but, generally, the visitor can walk about freely without so much as lowering his head. The high degree of civilization attained by the inhabitants of the city is shown by the fact that they built in several stories, by the symmetry of the streets and squares, and by the beauty of the baked clay and metal utensils, and of the ornaments and coins which have been found. It is sup- posed that long centuries ago this city, so carefully concealed in the bowels of the earth. provided an entire population with a refuge from the incursions of nomadic savages and robbers. The general rules to be observed are: But, I wigh Avoid the use of metal vessels: when neccs- :in easy reach. sary to bail the vinegar use a porcelain- ,lined or agate preserving kettle. Use wooden forks and spoons. vinegar, and if symptoms of mold appear, boil the vinegar again, adding more spices : if the vinegar is weak take fresh. Do not boil the vinegar with spices above five minutes. Vessels or cooking utensils should be very clean ; anything greasy will sporl the pickles. Also have the jars covered, as exposure to the air will render the pickles soft. Gherkins. â€"Choose young cucumbers and let them be freshly gathered. Pour over them a strong brino of salt and water boil- ing hot, cover them close and allow to stand until next day. Stir them gently to remove ( b any sand ; drain on a sieve. To every quart of vinegar use]; 07. each of whole black pepper, ginger and allspice, 1 oz mustard seed and 2 cloves of garlic. Allow the vinegar to become boiling hot, place the pickles in a jar and pour the boiling water over them. Cover the top of pickles with vine leaves, allow to stand for a day; if the pickles are not of a good green in color, heat the vinegar to almost boiling and pour it over them again, covering with fresh vine leaves. (As an additional reason for pre- paring them at home, it is well known that the fine green color of “store” pickles is due to the use of copper.) \Vhen the pickles are cold put in a sprig of dill and he sure to cover closely. Tney will be exceedingly crisp and of a fine green. India Pickle.-â€"1‘he vegetables to be employed for this favorite pickle are small, hard knots of tender White cabbage, cauliâ€" flower in flakes, small cucumbers, green beans, sinall'onions, white radishes half grown, radish pods, small green peppers, celery,horse-radish,nosturtiums and garlic. As all these vegetables do not come in season together, the best method of dang this is to prepare a large jar of pickle at such time of the year as most of the things may be obtained, and add others as they come in season. Thus the pickle will be nearly a year in making, and ought to stand another six months before using, when, if properly managed, it, will be excellent, and will keep and continue to improve for years. One advantage of this plan is, that those who grow their own vegetables, may gather them from day to day when they are exactly of the proper. growth. These are very much better if pickled quite fresh and all of a size, which can scarcely be obtained if they are all pickled at the same time. The radish pods, peppers, nasturtiums, onions and eschalots are placed in the spiced vinegar raw, the horse-radish is scraped a little and cut in slices half an inch thick. Cauliflower (broken in flakes), beans, cabbage, radishes and gherkins are placed in a strong but brine, and allowed to remain two days, when they are drained, and over them is poured a small quantity of hot vinegar without spice. Caver closely and when cool drain, and put the vegetables in the general jar. Be very careful that every ingredient be perfectly clean and dry, and that the jar be Very closely covered every time it has been opened for the addition of fresh vegetables. For the pickle, to every gallon of good, strong vin- egaruss 3 oz of bruised ginger,l oz cloves,1} ozeach of mace,wholc black pepper,and cay- enne, 2 07. each of garlic and eschalots, 3 oz salt, 2 oz turmeric and & lb ground mustard. Rub the mustard and turmeric smooth with a little cold vinegar. Place all the spices in vinegar and place over the fire to heat, allow it to become as hot as possi- ble, without boiling, then stir in a little mustard and turmeric. Allow it to become very cold, when put in the vegetables as directed. This process is very simple and the result is a fine pickle. It is not essen- tial to have every variety of vegetable here mentioned, but. all are admissible, and the greater variety the more it is approvad. Mangoes.â€"Although any melon may be used before it is quite ripe, there is a particular variety for this purpose. Cut the top partly of}, leaving it hanging by a bit of rind to serve as a hinge. Place in strong brine for two days, first scooping out all the seeds. Chop separately some white Cabbage, and for every quart of cabbage four onions and two cloves of gar- lic, with three green peppers. Sprinkle with salt, allow to remain for two days. Drain off very dry and mix with it some mustard seed. Drain the mangoes, and stuff with the chopped mixture. The lid is now sewed down or tied, by passing a white thread through the lid and around the mango. Prepare a pickle as for gherkins and pour boiling hot over the mangoes during four successive days ; and on the last add a little scraped horse-raddish to the vinegar just as it boils up. Always cover well while cooling. Place in small jars well covered with vinegar and seal. The large bell peppers are excellent substi- tuted for mangoes. Household Hints. It is worth while to get rid of wooden pails and tube that dry up, as well as the dishpans and basins of metal, and replace them with the light and cheap, as well as durable, paper pails, tubs and dishes. Do away with the heavy iron pots and kettles and buy some kind of patent wars that washes easily and is then as clean as acup and saucer. A dainty woman's'table should always be supplied with a trio of brushes, namely, a. stifi'whisk, to keep walking skirts free of dust ; one of hair for silk owns and a soft fineonaforlsce,vslvet.and elicatematerials of hats. A little oval work basket ought also tostand near at hand, containing a full supply of fresh shoe and corset lacings, as well as every sort of button, including black and white ones, for gloves. It should also contain a small reel, hold. ing silks of every shade for glove mending, and threads silks ready to take that stitch in time. In the small closet she should have bottles of ammonia, alcohol, benzine, besides rolls of linen and flannel and a nail brush to remove stains, which E toque, or turban, which may be kept wuh‘ ' Gloves and shoes should -be comfortable, while lingerie is out. of lplsce. A black silk psrticoat is really indispensable, or one or‘ black mohair, ‘ Be SUPP Elle trimmed with silk ruzlles. Black hosiery pickles are always completely covered wuh is preferable at all times. A pie-crust roller of glass, made hollow to receive the packed ice necessary in handling puff paste, is very cheapâ€"so is the glass lemon :queeser, which is durable. if only handled carefully. Instead of putting big dsbs of butter upon the table, which always takes oue's appetite away in hot weather, the little crimped butter balls,~which we all admire so much. can be easily had by paying eight cents for a pair of butter ladles and keep- ing them in cold water for a few minutes efore they are to be used. -â€"â€"â€"â€"-.â€"-â€"-â€" SCENE OF THEIR LABOURS. flow the Marty-red Missionaries Spent Their Livesâ€"Efforts to Improve the Condition or (‘hluese Women and Childrenâ€"Adopted the Native Mode of Living. Rev. R. W. Stewart, who, with his wife and five children, was murdered at. Ku- Cheug on July 31st, was the head of the Church Missionary Society’s mission. 0f the English ladies who were butchered Miss Elsie Marshall, Miss Annie Gordon Miss Bessie Newcomhe, and Miss Flora Stewhrt belonging to the Church of Eng- land Zeuana Society. Ku-Cheng was the headquarters of Misses Nisbet, Weller, Gordon, Marshall, and Stewart. Miss, Nisbet had charge of the foundling institu- tion, built at the expense of an Irish clergyman for the accommodation of baby girls deserted by their parents. Miss Weller had charge of the Girls’ Boarding school, erected and supported chiefly through the exertions of Miss Bessie New combs. This place, according to recent. advrces, was occupied with nearly sixty girls. Miss Stewart. had allotted to her the western section. Miss Gordon spent the greater part of the year at Dong-Gio. the chief centre of the Piug-Nang district, This district had NO OTHER. LADY WORKER, and usually the Sunday service at Dong- Gio was attended by eighty or ninety women. Miss Elsie Marshall’s work lay also in the country, and she only returned occasionally to Ku-Cheng as headquarters. Her section, covering more than 300 square miles, lay north of Ku-Cheug. There wore several centres in her district at which she was in the habit of stopping for a few weeks or two months at a time. Then she would collect the native women together and talk to them, and visit from house to house. According to a recent report the other ladies wore employed as follows :â€"“ The other fixed station in Ku-Cheug district is So Yong, where Miss Codrington and Miss 'I‘olley are located, the latter still learning the language, while at the same time dorng many little bits of useful work. The chief feature in Miss Codrington’l work is her station class ; this is a new departure in our mission, and she is the first to try it. The idea is to gather a class of women from the neighboring villages. and keep them for three months at a time in her house, and assisted by a well-instructed Bible woman, to teach them, day by day, the fundamental truths of Christianity and the chief incidents of the Bible, and then send them back to their homes to be voluntary workers among their people. Besides this station class, Miss Codrington visits regularly the surrounding villages, within a radius of six ort‘sioiir mars, sometimes travelling even further, and holding small classes in :hese places : thus Sa- Yong, from being so hopeless a station that; we had actually withdrawn our cats- chist, has now a congregation of from fifty to one hundred, and the interest is steadily increasing. " Ten miles further east, across the mountains, lies the large town of Sang- Yong, and here Miss Maude Newcombe and Miss Burroughs have bhen working for a year. Station classes hove been held at Sa-Yong, a girls’ school established, and villages visited, and visible and wonderful success has followed. “ In the far north-west Hang-“fa is the centre mission for your ladies. It is four days’ journey over high mountains from Ku-Cheug. Miss Johnson, Miss Bessie NeWcombe, Miss Rodd, Miss Bryer, and Miss Fleming were at work there. These ladies are livin as nearly like the native women as possi lo ; no knives or forks are seen in the house. One knife was kept for any unhappy guest who cannot manage choposticks, and though the locality is far from healthy, and the C.M.S. missionaries have one after another felt the effects of malaria, the ladies have in a surprising degree maintained their strength." with you lately. Maudâ€"Be is practising at the host club. I did not know he cared for rowing. He doesn't, but he joined a crewto please me. To please you 2 . Yes. I thought rowing would strengthen his arms. The Old Man Won. Playing the old game, I see, said the Disagreeable Father to the Charming Youth who was making love to his daugh- tcr. Yes, air, and hearts are trumps, glibly responded the C. Y. I make it clubs, ratorted the D. F" and Ilosed the game. Beneficial Exercise. ‘ Claralâ€"I have not seen Mr. Nicefsllo -, no .27. .4 va h‘fs; . “no;