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’relu, 1‘ At mi” replied ‘Neil Bethurst, gravely, ‘many wrongs will be hted. Mrs. Arteveldt, if it were discover that fnother, and not MiseArmy yn, had killed our son, would you hate that other as itterly es you do her ?” “What do you mean, Neil Bathmt ?” \medy almost fiercely. “0h, is1 :' Are you seeking to screen‘ 1-. girl ?" me. tht the man who \i late would have you ,ptexce ptthe one state- i394 Mme Armyn from ting in the drawing-room with Kate Sea.- ton near her, and the detective and Mr. That a. wh Hale had just presented thelnselves. She with pipe cl: had been prepared for a. vialt from Mr. 3 soft flme Hale, but she had not expected thxs news, That fine 10:- Kate Seaton had been mute on the grown too a subject, and there was no one else to em lengthened E “81““ 1W- . . fied by sddir “ At last 1” she med. hereyes flashmg Or the skirt with excitement; “ at last my poor boy band and as. will .50 mused” should as am .- . ‘v u n .‘ tone, “I wish he had moved that day when I held his own pistol at his head. ' Israel. startling climsx to hersedre- eitsl, end it seemed to arouse her hearers hommthe sorro‘wtul silence causedd by this pitif story 0 past wro on past mis- nukes. It brought thantgspsst straight down to the present, where sction was possible. cum Ln.â€"nnmwmm’s FATE. "Mrs. Arteveldt, we have found Le- nore Amyn.” These words. spoken by Neil Bathuxst, bro tMrs. Arteveldt to her foetus if s ed by s bugle blast. _She_ws.s s1:- gone; his wife, he child. He searched for nu, fruitleuuly; he would ndt be recon- ciled to his fatherâ€"mdâ€"finnllyâ€"he died. His life wasted; himself a. victim. And 2% motherâ€"she died, believing him false. , heaven! to think of these two blight- ed lives, and then to think that Juan Brudwnrdine, the man who wrought all this minty, still walks the earth. Mr. Bathnrst," turning suddenly toward Neil, nnd chugging a, suddenly hex: 1901: 9nd gain her com . “From Mr. Ferrars I learn that my father died years ago," she resumed, in a tremulons tone. “That he was deluded and betrayed, not by his father, but by Jason Bradwardine. Sir Hillary received an anonymous letter telling him of his son’s marriage; he went to the place where the letter said he should find that son. He did not find him. but he found my mother, and they had a stormy inter- view. My father was absent; he did not return at the time appointed. And then came Jason Bradwardine with a false tale. My father had returned to Hillary Hall, he said; he had deserted his wife and child. I suppose my mother nearly went mad then; she fled from her home, that had been so happy, and no one, save Jason Brsdwardine, knew where she went. When my father came back we were us; his wife, his child. He searched or us, fruitlessly; he would not be recon- ciled to his fatherâ€"andâ€"finallyâ€"he died. Hislife wasted; himself a victim. And :1; motherâ€"she died, believing him false. , heavens! to think of these two blight- ed lives, and then to think that Jason Bradwardine, the man who wrought all this misery, still walks the earth. Mr. Bathurst," turning suddenly toward Neil, and ' as suddenly her look and tone, “I ' he had moved that da when I held his own pistol at his head. ' ltwasa startling climax to hersadre- eital, and it seemed to arouse her hearers hommths sorro‘wful silence caused by this pmf' ' story 0 past wro an mis- takes. It brought thantgspast might down to the present, where action was possible. cums m.â€"snmwanmxn’s ran. " Mrs. Arteveldt, we have found Le- nore Armyn.” These words, spoken by Neil Bathurst, brought Mrs. Arteveldt to her feet as_if , 1_-,I_ Ln,,h n , .-v uâ€" vvua-Vuu.. Economy. In every mouth the word " economy ” finds a place these days, and in almost every home the need is felt for certain re- trenchment, therefore it behooves the thoughtful to consider what kind of econ- omy is practical and of lasting value. There are certain kinds of economy that degenerate into petty meanness unless watched with eagle eye and staying hand. It is not economy to discharge the one servant and then slave yourself to death to make up for her absence. It is never economy to overtax one's strength, for what is saved at one end must 0: neces- sity be expended at the other, either for coctors' bills ou- the expenses of a trip to recuperate after the double strain. It is not economy to shop all day and never‘ stop for a bite of luncheon, or to walk squares out of your way in order to save car fare. Retrench, if you must, in those parts of the domestic economy that are not vital. Pinch where the surface is toughest and can stand it best; but do not become miserly in the carrying out of your commendable ambition. Be eco- nomical of health, of strength, but never iconomical of sleep. Steal a nap, if need be, from the busy hours of the day; it will return you compound interest of re- freshing ability to go on with the labor mapped out for you. Economize in the number of your garments, but not in their quality. A good bit of cloth wears ten times longer than its sleazy neighbor at half price. Bring Judgment to bear upon your economies, and the result will be satisfactory, but without keen sense and discrimination economy degenerates into a foolish watchfulness over certain things while others are allowed to take their own couise, unproductive of any other result than chaotic entanglement that will need dollars and much thought to straighten out. enemy. believed that this old ma so hated her and her child that he had bought over Jason Bredwardine. She knew that my father could not set him- self free and marry again, if he would, and she knew that Jason Bradwudine m the next of kin. and she believed thet he hoped to outlive my father. and moceed__to the Mminger title and the stern, Sitter, ingplgcable! gnd _:_1ways her the , my father and grandfather, would see to steal me from her. For years the trusted Jason Bradwardine‘ he was her only adviser, and of course, he contrived tokeep her from any knowledge of her husbnnd. or how it {and with hm. But After we came to Americaâ€"which she did against his willâ€"she found him out. He lent an emissary over from England to steel me away. Then my mother, who, from her husband. from Jason Bradwer- gjnetfrom eeeryone who_knew S_ir Enlary “Well. I have learned through others who I am and what. it was that my mo- ther feared, and Mr. Ferraro @3118 me that all her life she has been laboring under a and, sad delusionhfl'lshe had married $0 on! sonofSir 'aryMasunger' . a whim herself abandoned, » and that "Last. she had. left all her papers, and the control of her little fortune, in the hands of Doctor Austin. He is the only being my math: fucly trusted. She left with him. too. a letter. which was to be placed in my hands on my twenty-fifth birthday ; but. if I ever stood in peril; if nny great danger menaoed me. or fell upon me â€"eny danger which I could not evert or avoid, because I could not com- prehend itâ€"then l was to have the letter sooner: have it at the time of need. r“! éPfi‘aJyone supposed :3 '53 a. detec- sive. or investigator of any sort. and never, ly any ac: to bring myself for ward conspicuously M) as to become a. marked personage in any community. she wished that. I should leave Fairlie, alter her death , she believed I would be “fer among agrarigere. ”As her last hour drew near, she ex- acted from me a. vow of the most solemn nature. I was to conceal all that I knew of my past; never to examine the papers she left behind. unless some movement on the part of my enemies revealed to me my identity an: made further enlighten- ment. necessary. I was never to leave America, unless the time should come when I was assured that my fees were powerless w harm me, and ever and al- sum-3‘ was to avoid' mquiry, t_> shun and “I implored Let to tell me all, not to leave me in the dark. concerning this shadow upon my liie‘ sud she replied that to tell me would only increase my dungor, 3.1m ignorance was my best and danger, that. i ‘ unlx saffegq ._ {mom dangers to both of us, she had brought me across the see. She said that even there, these enemies might be aware of our hiding plece. and muting only a. eniteble time to spring upon us, or upon me. ‘Feur curiosity; fear strangers,’ my mother said. If they set out to find 3:1 they will move earth and heaven. 0 of these men, Jason Bradwardine, aroused the ocean once to destroy yyou , you are wing to womanhood now, and will be oubly dangerous in his 9 es. Live retired; ’bafiie all in quiriee; a un public assemblies, and beware of detectives; they are the means often em- ployed by bad men to hunt down their victims.’ "When she believed hex-sell (1 ing, my mother called me to her, and to] me that I would soon be alone and surrounded by denser; the: men. strong and h' h in power, sought my destruction; at I stood between one of these men and the position that he longed for. and that my lire would be sacrificed if I ever fell into his hands. That I was, to the other of these men, I. hated thing, a symbol of his own mieery and downfall. She told me the: to escape from these Inen end dence, t3 cZution, and lo obedience, In my younger ds, 9, she alluded to her past In such vague, mysterious language end uith such a. look in her eyes, that I became possessed; haunted, by a. v 116 terror. And there is no terror like at which we can not. comprehend. I knew the: ue were exiles from some other land, end I b:gen to believe, as I grew up, that beeeuse of some crime or treason, on the put 0! my father, we had been compelled lo flee the country. My mother taught me that we were in constant danger and she desenibed to me the man Jason Brad- nrdine, imploring me to be ever watch- ful, ever cautious, and to fear this man elweye, became h = nought my life “ As I grew older, my mother taught me never to speak of the voyage across the ooenn, end of the foreign lands that seemed like tae recollections of a dream. 1 must be an American. I was never rmitted to speak of that other home we “known for a little time. I was by nature fenzless, curious, ani diflicult to coal with; and I know that my poor mother's wrongs had made her morbidly sensitive. She had the Italian exaggera- tion‘oi language, and in exhorti‘ng‘ .u e to A WM 081M; Publinbed by permission oi the owner. oi the Copyright. _Heg voice broke and she mused to re- », Inga 71mg sq think mi: BY (CONTINUED. ) ‘ That Or the skirt may also be taken oil the band and sewed to a. cotton yoke, which should fit smoothly across the hips. That the chafing dish needs especial care to keep it lookin nice and new enough for the table. ‘he pans should not be put in water when washed, butthe water put in them, and the nickel surface carefully wiped and polished with s. eh mois. If particles of whateven. has been cooked in it adhere to the pan dean them off with grease and salt, thenwesh with clean, hot soap suds, rinse and dry thoroughly. ,' That fine woollen shirts, which have grown too short from washing, may be lengthened and at the same time beauti- fied hy aflfling a. deep frill of woven lace. That a. white felt hat may be cleaned with pipe clay. It should be applied with a soft flannel. Slowly and with ey c! that seemed start- ing from their sockets, Mm. Arteveldt arose to her feet. Then with a. sudden and piercing shriek, she threw out her hands and tell at the very feet of the de- tective. He lifted her from the floor and carried her to a. soft couch in the rear drawing-room. Then Kate and the house- keeper applied restoratives. but when Mrs. Arteveldt recovered from her swoon, she turned her face toward Neil Bethurst and then broke out in a violent fit of hysteria. “I will I” replied the lawyer, firmly. “Madame, if you do not listen and con- trol yourself, we must leave you to find this out from the daily papers. I tell you that Aura Durand is the murderessâ€"ehe has confessed her crime." “Hear him !” fairly shrieked the frantic woman, turning toward the lawyer. “Hear whom he accuses; ah, who will tell me the truth ?" “And I have found her, madame," said Neil, more gently than he had previously spoken. "aha was arrested last night. You must. compose yourself ; you must prepare youmult‘ for a. great shook. Your son’s bnde did not shed his blood. Shell 1 tell you who did '2” “You," faintly. “Your son was murdered by the wu- man we have all known as Aura. Dur- “\Vfiat does it meanâ€"what. are you trying to do 1’” she gasped. "Oh, you said you would find the creature who killed my box-’3. “Madame l" he said sternly, and bending upon her a. look that caused her to lower her own angry orbs, "allow me to say what I wish to say; after which I will listen to any comments you may choose to make. 1 repeat that Lenore Armyn’s strange con- duct, that looked so much like guilt, was not guilt. She fled from me because she had promised her mother to avoid all pursuezs, and she had strong reason to tear pursuit. Innocent of any crime, she has been doubly hunted, doubly wronged. I repeat it, until after she fled from the asylum she did. not know that your son was dead. She had reared me, and all detectives; she‘had feared your informer Jason Bmdwardine. and must of all, she feared your son. She: is a. woman in a. thousand; or when she suddenly came upon the paper containing the account of the murder, publishing her as the murderess. and setting a price upon her hang, she musg‘ha‘ve gone mad.” Mrs. Amvelds had'with difficulty con- trolled l‘xerself thus far; now she fairly ahrieked “So you are all combined against. me. You Would let this murderess go. Do you think 1 will permit it? No, my son, we shall be avenged; his murderous shall ex- piateAher crime !" “Madame," she said, softly, you do not. understand, the murderes'a is found, bu_t._ it. is not Lfanom Annyn." Mrs. Amveldt scented..- she turned her eygqggain powag-d Neil Bathurst. "Mrs. Aneveldt," it. was Mr. Hale's cool voice that. interposed. "Your no“: murderess w?" expiate he: crime; she is now a. prisoner?" Mrs. Arteveldt reeled as if about. to fall and finally sank back in her chair. mur- muring taintly : “What !â€"what are you telling me ; why talk of _her innocent-,9?” Kai's Sea'tou 'came quietly to her side, and placed a cool hand on her throbbing forehead. “What !” cried Mrs. Artevoldb. “ Dare you say that 00 me, sir ?" If you wish to be heard do not advocate the cause of my son’s murderous. Ah ! her witch-like beauty has turned your head, as it did the hm}! of my poor boy." " Your son pointed me out to her, and she knew that. I was edetective. I be- lieved myself unknown to her and so visi- ted the hospital without. disguise, thus defeating myself. She saw me, recognized me, and fled from me. At this time, Mrs. Arteveldt, she did not even know that. pearance, and that could. neVer be traced, tor the simple reason that it was driven by no hireiing, but by Dr. Austin, the guardian of Miss Armyn. .IJocwr Austin took her straight to the asylum of Doctor Burton, and there, as you know, she re- mained until my visit seared her away. Now, there was a secret in her life, and in the life of her mother, and on her death bed that mother had exacted a pro: miss, a. vow, that she, Lenore, would guard her own life carefully, and guard this secret. as well; to thiis end she must promise to avoid all detectives and curi- ous persons, and moat of all, this villain, who tells you that l manned the girl from his hands. " The truth concerning Mics Armyn is briefly this." said Neil, not noticing her sarcasm. “ She went from your son’s houao in the mysterious carriage that drove away just_ at. the t_i1ne of her disag- “ Are you ready to hear my' statement now, madame ?’ “ Yes. Go on !“ “ Mr. Hale here knows everything ; he will give you all the particulars. My guty x5 simply to state the truth concern- ms wAmmJ‘. . A. cu n ‘4‘ Miss Anaveldt started back in surprise and some confusion. "Who 150.61 you about. him ?“ aha uked. “ How do you know ?" “ I have many ways of finding out, things," replied he, smiling slightly. “Are you mdy to hear my “moment ‘ The truth. '" bitterly. “ W ell. tell me the truth about this murderess." eogurder Mis§_Arrnyn._" . That man is an assassin. He tried [TO BE oomJ Do You Know 2 .ove white “I wohder how soon the bells will strike up !" I say, walking to the window and looking out into the broad, peaceful fairness of the Sabbath morning. There is no sound of work or voices abroad, the court is very still save for the voice of a thrush in the yew-tree yonder, who sings as gayly and loudly as though it were not Sunday at all, but common, homely weekday. The shrill bark of the grass- hoppers sounds quite plainly from the lawn, the flowers are rufled gently by the soft light wind; they have not changed their lovely garments or put on a differ- ent color because it is Sunday, happier in this than we mortals who make it a point of honor to smarten ourselves up for the ‘ Lord's day, and yet never emulate those dainty blossoms in their delicate, heaven- dyed tints. The cooks and hens pass gravely by, dirty and disreputable as on any other day, and I look at them with attention, wondering whether either of them has laid an eggâ€"a practice in very great disfavor among the tribeâ€"and am inclined to think, from the sidelong strut and complacency of a youthful maiden ,of the Brahma species, that she has done her duty in that state of life to which it has pleased Providence to call her. “I shall kill that pair of black Ham- burgs to-morrow.” says Jack, nodding to- ward two straggling wretches (why are all his fowls 'so ean ) who are scratching 1n blessed unconsciousness of the Neme- sxs of unpecuniosity that walks behind them, “I want' three shillings, and I donit know any other way of getting it.” “Of course you have.” says J eck, “did either of you ever do anything without the other? You eat, drink, weep, wipe up the blots from your copy-books with your noses, and, I believe, snore simul- mepuslyz” . .. . u u. “After that delicate warning, did she take them ?" asks J ack. “She did. '" “Let us hope, then,” says Milly, ‘that she will not wear them in one of our breathless scampcrs behind the governor, or she will come back without them. '” 7 “IV have done my exercise," says Dolly, 93pr for the first time. “and so has A In“ 7, “Amberlev is not going away for her holidays,” says Alice; “her brother. who is sixty, has got the measles. Did I tell you about her boots yesterday ?“ “No; what was it ?" “You know we walked into Silver- bridge? Well, she went into Summers’ to buy a pair of boots, and she managed to squeeze her feet into a pair much too small for her, then said to the old man, who was standing by with his mouth screwed up on one sine: ‘ 1 think these will do, though they may hurt me a lit- tle at first.‘ ‘ Lor, miss,’ said old Sum- mers, ‘that don’t siggerfy, that ain’t of no account, but»I_l_mow they'll bust !’ " “1 wish the holidays would come,” says Milly, sighing. “Why should we have them in July instead of J une ? It can’t makq any difierenpe.” “Bixioue,” I say, nodding. “She calls it sick-headache, but I know better. She won’t be able to get up till to-morrow ; therefore, can’t harass our already too highly cultivated brains with Paley and l’innock. I wonder why Sunday is called a day of {estf lit le _not to us.:’_ " ‘ Poor Martha Kitchen! her days were Spent; she kicked up her heels and away she went.’ ’ “I like the baby‘s best," says Jack ; “that one on an infant three months old, you know : “They separate the sexes,” I say, look- in g fondly at Jack, who is wh titling away at, a. pencil in utter ignorance of my affec- tionate glance, “and I should never like that." “What’s the matter with Amberley ?” he ask§_,_ looking up. “Has she got he asks, 993.5395. '1’” “ 'Slnce I am IO quick done for. I wonder whut II was begun for 9' " “Nurse told me of t no yesterday," says Milly, resting her elbows on a. Pinnock, “that she saw with her vezy own eyes: 1’ S.â€"Amberley'l Nags were ‘the only home. vmblo It her funeral. (or she dxod a pauper) " “And A'niberloy docs nag at Nell sham- f ”41.3!” pays Alice. “And you all say.“ I put in. standing up for my bantling, “that my extravaâ€" gant tastes will brin me to want some day, do you not ? 0 y I don’t see how I cagever be very lavish on nothing." The__s_tone_ was eregtedfigyrtilge fachef.” “That is nasty,” said Alice; “the oth~ ers only show extraordinary levity. I wonder what the people were like who uxadq them up ?” ”Ha! ha! ha. !“ goes Jack. " ‘Youtb and >beafuty,’r firgt rgte. that " _ “The governof tells us every day: that. v. 0 shall come to thoâ€"union,” says Milly. “I‘ {gander if it is vpry bad ?_’_’ _ “There! burst, not. bust: says Jack, repro‘vingly; don’t expose your ignorance, Nell. ’ “If. is not," I say, atoutly; “burst is quite a. leisurely way of doing thmgn. Bust gives you an Idea. of cracking all over like a. chr‘. salis and flying straight up throu h the air, as Betsy dld.‘ HT Ann 0 .kinh :L‘. -5. “an“! .m '1‘L,.._.‘.. ”I don’t think it‘s as good as Thomas \Voodhen,” says Alice, gravely. “His widow showed so much sense in adapting herself to circumstances." “Shaky as- to their grammar,” says Jack! “and sadly in want. of a. diction- “Now then,” says Jack, “we must nut. p await the first literary effort of the fam- ily t_.o [lie for wapt of air“; ‘let’s have’it.” “It. is not. much of it,” I say, apologet- ically. “but our riddles and epitaphs were running so low that. I thought it was high time sumo new ones were Invented, and anything is better than nothing, you know. Here it. is z 7‘\\'ou.ld. you like a grammatical one ‘2" I ask, “and. a. properly spelt one ? I don't say it iggpartictflggly guod_ on_e."_ nGood Heavens !” 'sa'ys Jack, leaning forward. “Nell isâ€"yes~ noâ€"â€"yes, she 13 positively blgglging." > “Héat !" I say. shortly ; broil in church !" “It is a. little vulgar. I admit," looking round, “but then you know you all like vulgar jokes. Not that this is a jokeâ€"far from it, it is a. veri: able, properly authen- ticated familyâ€"" un.__:»___ ,_ , n , 1- L 2,, “Business is businesa.“ says Jack, in- terrupting, “gives us the opitaph first and your remarks after." “ ' Here lie: the body of Beta Blnn. Who was so very pure u it in. She bust this outer shell of Mn, And hntched herself a chunblm I‘ " “I nm'not !” I sEy, looking at. them all ‘stfeadily. “No one ever accusod mo of suql'ip. thing b‘efqrp.“ _ "Thou to'what,’ asks Alice. laughing, “may we ascribe this sudden access or color? Heat, modesty, shame or. pride at. having made a rhyme? for I do be- lievgyou Anya.” Happy Jack! who is det.:rred from amusing himself by no such considera- tions concerning Scripture exercises and the like as lie heavy upon the rest of us ; he is home for the holidays, and, as his soul is supposed to be well weeded and watered by his pastors and masters while he is away, i: is left in peace while it is at home. “Bring it out, then 2” says Jack, rap- pigg the taple‘smar‘tly with his ruler: That’s mine. Have you anything to- dayLAlfiqe ?"__ “Nothing," says our lovely sister, lift- ing her head from “Paley'l Evidences,” “but Nell has." GOMIN’ THRO’ THE RYE. the admirer of virtue, that thinks himself superior to others." " ‘Poor Maths Snell. her’l gone away; Her would if her could. but her co dn’tauy; Her’d two sore legs and I baddish cough. But her legs it was as carried her cfl!’ IT is the admirer of himself, and not “ ‘ Here lies the unworthy son of a worthy lather.’ “Or that. one,” says Milly, looking up “ ‘ Here Hes the body of Helen Adair. Cruelly skin in the Flower of. her Youth sud Beauty. by Amberley ’s Nags. BY SEED-TIME- Every life has ‘nfi nfimshed towers/ were begun m oppo tion to_ le‘ ' Inspector J. D. Long went through the satchel of General Wallace at the station but passed the volume without asking for duty. The General called his attention to it particularly, and asked if it was the custom to admit free cheap Canadian editions of copyrighted hooks.. General Wallace announced his intention of tak- ing the matter to Washington. He says that although "Ben Hur ’ has been trans- lated into almost every tongue he has only received fifteen cents royalty from foreign publishers. * ‘ , Stirred by an Incident In a Canadian Train. General Lew Wallace proposes to make somebody sweat because he was not com- pelled to pay duty at the Detroit custom house on a. copy of “Ben Hur,” which he bought on a. train in Canada while on his v ey to Detroit. Among a. pile of books which the train butcher threw down be- ‘ side him he found a. paper covered volume of his work, which the boy offered to him for 25 cents. As the book cannot be pur- chased in the United States for less than $1.60, owing to the copyright, the Gener- al was ruffled. His displeasure increased when he examined the book, for he found the Canadian pirate had altered the sub- title of the work, inserted a preface, changed the headings of the chapters, omitted portions of the story and in other ways mutilated the production. General \Velluce bou ht the book and placed it in his satchel w ere it would be sure to meet the eye of the customs officers, for the ,purpose of finding out if travelers who purchased the book were allowed to bring them in free of duty and in violation of the copyright law: The lady arrived home betimes, and pretty soon the but her’s boy came thh the supply of meat, but there was one package missing, and it contained saus- ages. The case was plain enough. The butcher had lost the sausages which the lady had found and so kindly turned over to the poor woman, and new there is a. very nice question at law standing for the difference between the lad)‘ and her butcher. Who is to be responsible for the loss of the sausages, the butcher who lost them, the lady who found them and told the laundress where she might pick them up or the latter, whose lamily ate the sausage ? She looked about. her and saw that she was standing directly in front. of the house of a woman who, at times, did some washing for her. “I’ll just tell Mrs. Blank," said the lady, and she laid the package down in the street again and wont to the door of the washerwoman’s house. When the laundrees came out the lady told her that the package lying out in the street contained some very nice sausages which she might as well have. The woman thanked her, went out and picked the sausages up, and they, in due tinge, were devoured. , A lady went marketing. On her way home she went alon waiting for a car to overtake her. \\'h' e crossing the street she almost stepped on a. smell, nicely- “rapped parcel and picked it up. She tore elf a bit of the paper and found that the package contained a. quanti .y of sausages. Her marketing had included the purchaze of some sausages, and she felt that there would be no need of any more of thow delicaoixs at her home ; but she didn’t like the idea. of leaving the meet there in the street. place, those who go last the lower one. We do not pause to put away our books, but set off down the long passage, and up the stairs, and down more steps, and up others, for the Manor House is built with the especial purpose of breaking the necks, legs and arms of the inhabitants thereof, and though we from acquaint- ance escape scotiree, so do not stranger servants, who usually pitch head fore most down one or other of the many pit- falls, and come heavily to grief. Our bedrooms are low and wide, opening one out of the other inconveniently enough, and they have latticed easements, through which the queen of flowers her- self nods gayly in, reflecting herself in myriad shapes of crimson, yellow, white, pink. Uut of her beautiiul breast drop those ugly parasites, the earwigs, and make themselves very much at home among our hair-brushes and the simple appointments of our dres:ing tables. As yet these latter are primitive enough; they hold a glass of flowers, a pincus i- ion, a few trinketwases. a ribbon or two. and that is all. We have no powder, or cosmetics, or appliances for painting the lily, but look in our glasses and see our faces, pretty or ugly, just as God maue them. Alice’s mirrorglves back a dainty picture enough as she stands before it, tying the brown strings of the Quakerish blown bonnet, that is just the color of the love-locks that lie rich and smooth be- neath. 1 wish you could see her as she is at this moment, with the freshness of a wild-rose in her exquisite cheeks, With the bloom of perfect health in her blue- eyes, with the lovely severity oi a sculp- tured Venus in the low white brow, and curved lips, and perfectly-modeled cleft chin, and slender neck. We are v ry proud of our sixteen-year-ol l sister, our oldest and sour only beauty ; we are not a bad-looking family, people say, but none of us come within a mile of Alice. Milly is handsome, after a sturdy, square, determined fashion, with a fine pair of dark-blue eyes, black-lashed and a shock of lightish hair that sets straight out from her head in every direc- tion. Now, if there is one thing for which we owe gratitude to the governor, it is for providing the family with such real, good, blue eyes. Reckoning his own and mother’s, we number just twelve pairs among us; and by blue I do not mean that mixture oi slate and gray, or green, so commonly misnamed blue, but a color as pure and vivid as the tint of a flower, from a clear, saucy blue of the forget-memot to the deep purple that lurks in the heart of the violet. We are eleven, boys and girls altogether, andl have said that we number twelve pairs of eyes of one color, so, it is plain there must be one exception to the general rule and that is me. My eyes were en from the day of my birth, and will e teen to the hour of my death; mamma ca 3 them gray. but where one’s personal appear ance is concerned it is always safer to be- lieve one’s enemies than one’s friends. [To BE comma] Din «long! din -don ! oesa. ueak litttle ell hard bf; it 95 tge voic:q of oil): verbridge church, summoning its dock to worship. We are so near the church- yard that from our windows we can throw a. pebble at the railings that close in the vault of our ancestors. by whose side we must all lie some day (if there is room), everyone. There are so many of us though, that some will have to lie in state, and some simply, as poor folks do; those who go , first will have the best “I hope so,” says Jack, cLinkindly ; “for, sooner or later, I am certain that she will blow up in it. as Betsy Binn did, and sit calm and smiling in the midst of the purple ruins. Why should not the event ts._ke plaoo t-~(_1a.y, indeed '1’” “Mr. and Mrs. Skipworth are coming to dinner.” says Alice, “to their quarter- ly festival, you knew, and, thank good- ness, we shall no; be ex cted to talk. I wonder," she adds, wi the gay lau b that. never degenerates into a. bellow l' e Jack‘s, or a. cackle like mine, “whether she will wear her purple_sut_in gown." "Mamma. won’t. buy an more of you,” I any. thh conviction, “t. 9 last were an stingy and thin that she said she dared not ; the governor would call on the poul- try-woman, ens] it would p}l_qome out.” cry-woman, and 1t. woma an come out." “If he only knew." said Milly. “t! at after feediu their bodies in life he had to pay for t air care ussea in death, how comfortable it, would be to his feelings ! and every morning, regularly, he says their hgads shgll be ant. gtf beforre nighp.” “And they deserve it," says J ack,°with unusual viciousness. “for, of all the ill- behaved brutes I ever came across, they are the worst. They never lay eggs, or grow fat, or do any of the things all oth- er well-regulsted fowls are supposed to do." GEN. LEW WALLAOE’S IRE Who Lost the Sausage! figure of the male customer. “Do? Why, he asked me to show him the largest coal scuttle we had, and when I showed it :0 him he said he wanted a. bigger ( ne ; b he took it. He said he wanted it {a usent for his wife. and A Mean Fellow. “There goes a. big brute of a man,” said one of the saleswomen in the house~ furnishing department to her friend in crockery counter. “What did he do ?” asked the crockery girl, as ghe took_ a. 109): at the departing “while you wait." These lightning matrimonial changes are calculated to cause confusion in keeping one‘s visiting list straight. You come back to town after several years‘ absence, and you will find your friend Browne, who was wild a; that time about p:etty Miss Jones, haa married her, gotten a Dakota divorce, and married plain Miss Smith. The funny feature of the whole business in to see how little society bothers itself about the merits of the quarrels which separate people. As a rule, it is only necessary for a man to have the reputation of hav- ing been unhappily married, or recently divorced, for society to take him up and make a lion of him if he gives goo: din- ners. He may have been the vex-lest brute who ever bullied r. woman, and may rich- ly deserve killing. but his side of the story will be believed, and he will get an amount of maudlin sympathy from ihe Billy women and tuft-hunting men in- credible to see. The divorced woman often gains more notoriety from the fact of beingdivoreed and is more sought after and admired than if she had remained plain Mrs. Blank and continued to be an exemplary wife and mother. The ordi- nary wives are like militiaâ€"they have never been in battleâ€"but the divorced woman has received her “baptism ol fire" and is a veteran. The man who tackles her must be brave, indeed. If she has come out of the fight with an un- smirched reputation and plenty of ali- mony. she is more than a match in gain- ing admiration for any widow or rosebud that ever fluttered a fan. Men’s sympa- thies are generally with the divorced wo- man. Sometimes thoy are mistaken, ,however, and their sympathy is wasted. It is safe to presume, as a general rule, that many of the divorces might have been prevented by a. little common sense and forbearance on both sides. The so-called “emancipation” of woman has, perhaps, had as much to do with fostering a spirit of insubordination among women as any- thing else. They seem to be rapidly get- ting to that point when even suggestions from their husbands, fathers and broth- ers as to what they should do under critical circumstances are considered im- , pertinent. The divo ce wave may in time i spend its force, and we may return to a simpler and healthier condition of life. At present, however, divorce, which once meant almost social ostracism, ._is now only an episode in the business of life. " Emancipation " of Woman. Tune was when divorced people were a. rarity in society ; now they are a stand- ing feature in social life. People are manied, divorced, gndmmarrighd‘ aggin Teacher-1‘ Relponolblfltlol. A Sunday school teacher may not ap- preciate the responsibility that rests on him because it may seem of so small im- portance if one solitary class of scholars is indiflerently treated, among 90 many. But when it )5 remembered that there are .u the United states nearly 10,000,004) children who 0 to bunday school, whose lives are in a ergo measure to be influ- enced for bad or good by the training they receive in the Sunday school. it becomes a. matter not only of duty to God, but of patriotism and humanity to see that the lives of these children who are in time to come to be citizens and perhaps rul- ers are brought into the proper grooves. Apropos it is noticeable from statistics that while the scholars are numerous as stated above, the teachers number only something over 1,500,1M), so that on an average there are more than nine pupils to a. class. Aims In Life. Many people waste their lives trying to find some great aim in the pursuit. of which to spend their dllys. ’1 hey are cc-r- tainly more deserving of credit than their fellow: who are not even so much as con- cerned to see the emptiness of an aimless enstence. But how much happier and how much more useful are those who see the need that is nearest at hand and sup- ply it, who have an 8.1m, yes a great aim, to brighten the life of their fellows, not by great deeds of prowess, not by going on" to foreign lands to convent l'lindoos, or even by preaching at home, but by a kind word here and u thoughtful, helpful ac- tion there. 'l'hnee indeed are the people whose aims bring content and happiness, “ho like the im 10mm! poet finds “Ser- mons i l stones, books in the running brooks and good in everything." How the Br» and the Kntydld Make 1 heir Music. Many inseam make a noise nf some sort, at least. most. of them do. And as this noise is «J dilt’neut kinds in different ani- mals, so iL is pruduccd in dim-rem. ways. Scarcely any two insects make L'm-ir mu- sic in the same manner. There is the little languid. .You all know the kmydid. of course. lt, is in color a. light green. its wings 1m: gauzy and beautiful. J ust where the Mugs of the kutydid joins the body there is athick ridge. and another ridge corresponding to it on the wing. 0n thBSl' ridges is stretched a llllll but. tm'ong skin, which makes a sun, ul drumhead. It. is the rubbing together of those mm ridges ur drumheads which makes the queer uoiw we hear from the katydid. It. is loud and distinct, but not very musical. and the next, time we hear the sound “Katy-did ! Katy-didn’t 1" you may know that, this kutydid is rubbing the ridge-1 of her body together and perhaps nnjuying doing it. The moment in is dark she and all her frzends begin. Perhaps some of them rest. sometimes, but. if they (in them are plenty more to mhe up the hi. sic. . Then there is the bee. lhc beo's hum comes from under its wing: mu, but, is produced in u. dixleuut. way. It. is the air drawing in and out oi the air tubes in the bee’s quick flight. which makes the hum- ming. ’l‘he luster a. he fl.ee the louder he bums. Dru-ting back and lorth he hums busily, because he can’t help it, until presently he lights on a flower or even a fence. and all at once he in still n uu nuv" vul LUWHUY. "U 15 uuluur Iruuu, And when I saw le bound u ) ofilthe clmlr. He looked so queer l snorted rig t out loud. And ’couue the boys all thougutl put it there And that In why I don’t feel very well. of course the thing was all the fault of Jim. The teacher never know. I would not tell- Jlm said I ought to’ve studied. just like him again . wi'bu'd neVVeIV'Vt-hfiink that he wofililvb'hhâ€"fu' rule: But somehow all my thoughts were out 0! jun; l‘he teacher 'aplamed out. sutnln’ pretty clear. And when he asked me if I saw the pint I said. "Yes. 1 kin see it clear from mlro‘ “ A1191 than I !d uder aulckemd who I I ”taught 7 V fix“ maybe hie? Wbiillft'i-nau i i. prveit} (lureâ€"1‘6}. Xnevor stopped to think I mum: be caught And Stylulll‘ufll, bucuuae I knew Jim play-ad the r c . The teacher ’11 me don’t see things Just the same; There's yinu on which we never can agree; Fur when there‘s fun In; thmks that I’m to blame. And alwnyl lays the racket right to um. O‘course. ( 'spasa I gen‘ly mum my share; I ain't the quietest teller ever wuz ‘ But. then, don‘l seem to me it’s Imruiy {Mr To wallup me fur what my manure does. You see. ’thm inst like this: Jim bent a pin And 3mm in 11 am back of teacher’s chair: I Ignievgil};1 hut } (hd_n 't (hm; j,-J_[;I_‘i n. _ F6} feai' mg semis; ‘il“€izi‘nik"i'§hc it them. And Jim. he kup’ :1 flgL'erln‘ away As thougu {1e thought was wrong to play in so 09 - He's agln’oeni‘holgigj cgl-lcken cy_c_ry day ; ‘vh. __..«.. 1 - Yqu Know on; teacher. he is kinder proud ungazlnel as well In Dally Papers Con- tribute to Make this Department 0! Our Paper of General Interest. MISCELLANEOUS READING. FOR OLD AND YOUNG. The Teacher's Mhtuke. SONGS THEY SING. Byt nlwndin: t!- N. Slmn. (ml. 1 yawn: Blh‘in“ ~‘ (KWâ€"w ‘Iuj nounu. 1:». . m“. . L. ’5 a any ”1113‘ new . , Wonanmcmuyxnmo. Knives for 5! W mam. ““‘°’ (“ganfi , ng vu. CHRISTY KNIFE co. Sent anywhere, pow ”WELLIHMN “EAST Paid on receipt 0! mgr: orwomon nuke £5 {“1 511.1983!“ GROUP auras CHILDREN’S LIVE Cures Croup. Whooping Com: Bronchitis and all thrmt an SYRUP lung diseases. Pdce.25cenu. ASK YOUR DEALER FOR IT. fréiiht Sells goods direct to consumers am he pays nu reight to your nearest railway station. Send 02.50 for a Ten Pound Cad of his 25c. :l‘e‘u.‘ It will please you and he will pay thc ARMSTRONG’S A. H. 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