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ad etrr. I. . y, tin milkmaid, cam* down the lu. And Harry, the ihepbei d, caul* over the (ran AM! il" > 'ict ri*bi there by Uie bawtburue MM, Ana iLut it the way that it earn* to pau. Their bauOt met over tbe hawtborne hedge, Tlu-ir li|n mot there m a true luvo'i kiss ; And tbe irouiue that i'uo.o.1 botwiwu tben tbre Opened lifetime of perfect bliss. II. Sir Oeorfc goe* out on tbe palace lawn Aud lew, on theterrane MiHtreu Clare, WilL her mud and ber pag, and ber ulkeu rah**, Languid ana feeble and proud and (air. In a careleu wav, witb a courtly bow, He aolu uiy lk.lv to be bi* wife Hi tu ic against br acrun broad ; And tLi it the rkbt of a cheerlea* life. Tbe robin Ii tinning by Harry'irot. Where Dolly in cooking ilju evuuiug meal : Ajul their K;vu it lung, and their love u fond, And tbuir LouMt heart* are a* true an >U>I. Mv laJv weep* iu ber rant Ie grand. Fur Sir George in out witb hit bom- nn< bouud. And Love, the guvnt of tb* humble out. lima never >et crotMted tbe caille bound*. Tin the tame old itorv not wealth nor fame, Nor rank all lowlier meu above, Nor a UttiliKree uug, uor a lortlly air, Cau buy the blowing tbat oouie with Ixjve. PHYLLIS. OS TBI HOCUS*. I Astlor of Molly iiawu,', " Tb* Baby, "Airy fairy Lilian." etc , etc. " Indeed, arriet, you shall not," cry I, impetuously. " Wt would all be miserable without you." " U bat a fact, Lady Uandoock," put* in ( 1. 1| -, heartily. " Chippendale, you almost make me relent," sayi Harriet, smiling. "But" in a piteou* tone abide to me " doootoom( el me to no. It it twelve mile* there, and twelve miles back, it it is a yard ; just think of tbat. My poor back would cot aland it. Jamea shall go and represent me." " Why uot change tbe place, and name a spot nearer home ?" aays Dora, quietly. Dora alway* doe* the correct thing. "Jnat no, 1 exclaims Sir George, who would have thought Jericho a very conve- nient ipot had Dora to named it. " We have another Wishing Well eomewbere iu the neighborhood; eh, 'Duke?" Tbe Daaoou'i Well," *a> i Sir Mark, " i* only (even milea (rom this. Would tbat be too far. Lady Haudcock?" " 1 iball be quite unhappy if you make me the duturber of the peace, " aayi Har- riet, in oomio deipair. " Let me stay at home ; 1 lhall do very well ; and at present I feel aibamed of myself." " Nonsense," aayi 'Duke. " If you don't come willingly we *ball carry yon. Ho yon may ae well make up your mind to visit the Deaooo." " And it i really the prettier well of the two," lay* Blanche, gracefully, an the seen her cauM fall to the ground. " Tben yon and Blanche can keep each other company on tbe coach, Phyllm, and any one else tbat like*. Thornton eball have the horn , it it about the one initrn- ment on which be can perform witb marked uooeaa." " 1 kball take tbe pfcaton and poni**," cay I, quietly. " They have not been out for two daye, aid it will do them good. Eiercice in tbe only thing that keep* them in order." " Ob, nonsense, Pbyllie ! yon will find it much pUananter with Blanche and tbe rent ..( ua." " Without doubt ; but then I have net my beart on driving my poniea. They are my hobby at present ; to you must excuse my bad taste if I ay I prefer being with them to even the geod company you mention. Tbat u, if I can get any one to come and take can- ol me." " I aball be rao*t happy. Mm. Carrington, if you will accept me aa your eeoort," aay* Sir Mark, instantly, aa though deairoui of being the first to offer bia eervioea. Blanche Going raiae* her head and regard* him fixedly. In the velvet soft- neea of her dark eye* abine* for an initant an expression that ia half reproach, half psuionat* anger ; only for an instant . tben turning her glance on me, ahe meet* my gaze full, and sneer* unmistakably, 1 feel radiant, triumphant. At leant I nave it in aoy power to give ber sting (or iting. " Thank yon," I say to 8ir Mark, with a beaming smile. " I ahall feel quite safe and happy in my mind with you. At beart I believ* I am a coward, so feel it pleasant to know there will be help at hand if tbe ponies prove refractory." " Tou bad better take a groom with you, I'by HIM," aaye my husband, shortly. 11 Ob, no thank you. It will be quite unnecessary. Sir Mark, I know, is as good as two or three groom* in a oaee of emer- gency." " Nevertheless, I think yon had better have a groom. Those ponies are generally skittish after an idleneea. I shall tell Mark- bam to accompany yon." "Pray do not give yourself the trouble," I reply, obstinately , ' I shall not need him. Ton do not think there is any cause for fear, do yon, Sir Mark '/" " I think not. I think I am a match for your poniea at any moment," returns he. smiling. " In my opinion grooms are a mistake in a small carriage," muru.urs Lady Blanche, addressing tbe table generally. " There is something unpleasant in the fact tbat they are clone behind one'e back ready to bear and repeat every idle word one may chance to utter." Her smile aa she aays this ia innocence itself. " I fully agree with you," answer I, equitably . though Sir Mark and I are above uttering anything idle." Marmaduke frowne and tbe conversation enda. Meantime, the others have been eagerly discussing their plans. Bir George Asburst has obtained a promise from Dora to take tbe seat beside him in his dog-oart. Har- riet ha decided on the open carriage, and declares her intention of calling and taking up mamma. Lord Cbandos alone bad no hart in tbs discussion. Jut tben the door opens to admit Bebe, fresh and gay aa u*nal. Positively we have all forgotten Bebe. "Late late- so late 1" say* ahe, laugh- ing. " T**, Marmaduke, I know it i* actu- ally shocking. Don't aay a word, dear . your face it a volume ia itself. Good-morning, verybody. 1'hyllis, you don't look formid able. I ahall have my chair near you." The men rise and somebody gets her a seat. " Bebe, we forgot yon," cry I, contritely " Where shall we put yon now ."' "Put me?" say* lU.be, regarding ber chair. " Why, here 1 suppose." " No, no ; about our drive to tbe Wishing Well. I mean. We have been juat arrang- ing everything, and somehow you got left out." " I have still two seats at the back of my my trap," jays Annum! , will you accept one, Mis* Baittoun? Aud Cbandoa oau bave tbe other." The faintest poasible tinge of color rise* to Bebe's cheek. A back seat ! Ob, Bir George, is that all you Jan offer me ? I was never so insulted in my life. It is positively unkind Marmaduke, why did nut .you look after my interests in my abeenoe ?" " I don't kuuw how it happened. First come, first served, I uuppose." " Tbe uukiudeHt out of all. 'Duke, you are ungenerous, or else in a bad temper ; which '/ However, I forgive you." " I would give you the front seat," aays good-natured George, "but I feajr those very tiny little bauds would never be able for tbe ribbons ; aud 1 have given the other to MUs Veruon." "Miss. Beatoun, have my plaoe," aays Thornton, eagerly. " I dare say Miss Bant- ings will get on without me, even if the comes ; and Powell can blow tbe born." Dora oome* forward gracefully. " Take mine," she says, in spite'of a reproachful glance from Bir George. "I don't in tbe leant mind where 1 sit." Embaifiu dti richttitt !" ciiee Bebe, laughing, putting up her baud* to cover ber ears. " Not for all the world, Miai Ver uon. Thank you very much, all the same Did you think I was in earnest ? If tbe truth be told, I like nothing better than the Dack seat on anything, if the horett be fast. There is something delicious, almoat sensa- tional, in finding ourselves flying through the air without seeing what u taking one. 1 only hope I ".han't tail off." II will be Cbaudos' fault if you do," declares Bir George. " Do you bear Chan- do*? You will have to keep your eyes open, and be careful every time we oome to a corner." Kobe colors again, and gl&uoes at Lord Cbandoe, who by a curious coincidence she find* glancing at her. Their eye* meet. " Will you find the task too arduous ?" she asks, mischievously, for once losing sight ol her oolduesr. " I will tell yon tbat when we return," replies be, answering ber smile. Not until the others have well departed does Markbam bring round tbe ponies, and as be puts the reins into my hands bo utters a gentle warning. 4 1 thought il safer to let the other horse* get a bit of a atari flriit, ma'am," be aaj*. You might spare the whip to-day, I'm thinking; they're tbat freah as it will give you enough to do to hold 'em." "All right, Markuam," says my com- panion, gayly ; 1 will ace your mistress ioes uot irritate them to madness." Tbe pretty auimals in question tons their leads, knowingly, tben lower them, aud iually start away down tbe avenue, round the corner, pass tbe beeches, and out into lie opt n road. The air U fresh and soft, tbe speed, to say tbe least of it.enlivening, and for a mile or so I know thorough enjoyment ; then my arms begin to drag. " How they do pull !" I amy, with a petn- ant sigh. Let me have tb* reins," exclaim* Sir dark, eagerly ; " yon will be exhausted if ron try to bold those fretful creatures for he next *ix milea. You are hardly strong enough for the task." Aud, with a gesture that is almost relief, I reaigu to him my seal. That would be the neareit road to Car- ston, supposing we had marled from Bum- merles*. ' I say presently, as we com* to on* particular turn. " Ob, how often, long ago, 1 used to travel it I What years and fears and years aeem to bave gone by siuoe ait spring t What ohangea bave occurred I uid yet in reality only a few abort month* lave passed." 11 Happy changes, I hope, Mrs Carring- ton." For me? Yee, indeed. When first knew me I was the most insignificant person among us at home, and now I think I lave all I ever wmhed for." Sir Mark smile*. " I never heard any one say that before. Of what uae will the Deacon'* Well be to i-uu ? Do you mean to tell me you have no inn left ULgratifled ?" " Well, perhaps there are a few thing! I would willingly put out of my way," I reply, witb a faint recurrence IB my own mind to Lady Blanche Going. " Only thing* ? Yon are unfortunate. When 1 go in for that uaeles* tort of with- Dg, it ia for people not thingi I would lave removed. Were I you, Mr*. Garrmg- ton, I believe I should live in a perpetual state of terror, waiting for some blow to crush Buoh exoeesive happiues*. You, know one cannot be prosperous for ever." " I never anticipate evil," return I, lightly. " Surely it II bad enough when it comes, without adding to it by being miser- able beforehand. Why, how doleful yon ook ! What ia it? Yoo remind me of Home youthful iwain in love tor the firtt time u his life." " Perhaps I am." "In love? Ilowamnaingl With whom, tben? Bebe? Dora? Or some person or persons unknown ? Come, surely you may confide with all safety in your hoetosa." " She is the laat person I would choose as a confidante on this oooaaion. Tbe sym- pathy she would acoord me would be very scanty." " Oh, how unjust I Have I proved myself so utterly heartless ? And is sympathy so very needful in your case i* it a hopeless one ?" " Quite so." " Poor Sir Mark ! ' If she be not fair to me, what oars 1 how fare she be ?' ia a very good motto : why not adopt it, and love again ? I have heard there i* nothing easier." " Would you find it easy ?" " I don't know, having never tried. But if the love ia to be unhappy, I wonder people ever let themselves fall into the snare." " Ton speak as if yon yourself were free from the gentle passion," aay* Sir Mark, witb a aearobing look, under which I color and feel somewhat confused. " We were talking of second lover*," I say, hurriedly. " On* bears of them. I was adviiing you to turn yonr attention tha way. Surely it would be possible." " I don't believe in it ; at least to me i would be impossible," repli** Sir Mark, in a low tone, and tiileuoe talk upon me. Once again I am in tbe ball-room a Btrangemore, listening to a tale of early love. I* Bir Mark thinking of Marmaduki now, I wonder, and tbe story he tben loll me, of bia old infatuation for his oousin Blanche? Was it more than infatuation a pawing fancy ? Was it an honest, lasting attachment? Aud have I secured but tbe tired, worn-out remnant of a.onoe strob) pasmou . My changeful HI, IMU, so prone to rise, 10 easy to daub to earth, again forsake me Discontented aud uuwrtain, I lit witb lowered lids aud fretful, puckered brow. " Do you, then, tbink a man can love bu once m bia life . 1 fore* myself to auk though with open hesitation. But once ? In it not enough ? Woul< you condemn any one to suffer the restlesn misery, the uum.Ui- tied longing, a *eoou( time ?" responds he moodily. No ; but it is bad tor those who oome after," I reply with deep dejection. 'They muit take their chance. Tbi suffering cannot be all on one side. Wi must accept our share of misery, aa i comes, with the best grace we can." " I will uot," I cry. passionately. " Al my life I have determined to be happy, and I will succeed. Whatever happens, what- ever cornea of it, 1 rfuse to be miserable.' " What a child you are !" says he, almost pityingly. I am not. I am talking quite rationally I firmly believe we all make half our own grievance*." Aud what becomes of tbe other half '.' Let na leive tbe *ur jeot," I say petu lantly, ignoring mv inability to answer him You are dull and prosy. If you iiiaiat on being a martyr, be one, but do not insist also on my following ia yonr footstep* Beoauie you choose to imagine yoursell unhappy, U no reason why 1 should not be gay." " Certainly not," replies be with increa* ing gloom, aiidbiiugHtbewhip down sharply across the ponies' backs. Initantly, almoet a* the lash touches their gloeay ikins, they resent the insult. Tbe carriage receive* a violent shook. They Ding themselves backwards on their Launcher and in another moment are flying wildly (n, regardless of bit or curb or rein. As I realize the ntuation, I grow mad witb fright. Losing all sense of self-control, I rise from my seat and prepare to throw myself out of tbe pi >lon. Surely the bard aud itony road must be preferable to this reckles*. deadly flight. Seeing my intention, Sir Mark rise* also. " Phyllis, are you mad '.'" orie* he, flinging hi* arm* round me. " Your only ohai.ce is to remain quiet; Phyllis, be sensible. Bit down when I deiire you." There i* an almost savage ring in hie tone. U* holds me fait and force* m* down iu my seat. 1 struggle with all my atreuglb fur a moment or two to free myself from LIB strong gra*p, and then aooldn**s cover* me, and I faint. Wben my senses return to me, I find I am still in tbe carriage. The ponies are also to be seen, motionless in their place*, except for the trembling that convulsee their frames, while a fierce anort, every now then, and tiny flecks of foam tbat fl-y uitber aud thither and mingle with those already to be sein upon their backs aod tiarneu, betray their late irritation. But we are *afe, apparently, quite safe. Sir Mark's arm ia supporting me, while with bis other hand he holds something to my lip*. It ii that detestable thing called -brandy, and I turn my head aeide. Take it," urge* he. in a low, trembling tone ; " whether yon like it or not, it will do you good. Try to (wallow some." I do a* I am bid, and presently, feeling Mtter, raise myself aud look aroui d for ymptonis of aimaah. " What have they done ?" I aak with a shudder. " Have they " " Nothing," replies be, witb a laugh that s rather forced. " It wa* a mere bolt. II ron bad not fainted you wonld bave known I was all over in a few minutes." " It was the whip," I whisper, still nervou*. " Yes ; it wai all my fault. I quit* for- got Markham'i caution. I have to apolo- (ize very ainoerely for my mistake." " Never mind apologies," I aay, laughing' ' a* we are *afe. I never remember Being so terrified in my lit*, not even when my H teed nearly drpoei ted me in the middle of tbe High street in Canton. And you," I con- linue, in a half amused tone, peering at him from under my hat " you were frightened, too? Goufesiit." " I wa*," returned be, carefully evading my gize. " But why, if, a* you Bay, there was no danger?" "There are worse things than runaway ponies your fainting, for instance. I ibought yon were never going to open yonr eye* again, yon looked so horribly white and cold so like death." " What a lovely picture !" laughing volun- tarily. " Well, console yourself ; you bave een what nobody else ever saw Phyllis "arrlngton fainting. I bad no idea I bad it in me. I really tbink I must be growing delicate or weak-minded." In lilenoe Sir Mark gather* np tbe rein*, and onoe more tbe pome* start forward. " Now, Dora can faint to perfection ," I goon, finding immeneeenjoyment in my > u>> jeot. " If she ii vexed or troubled in au) way, or heara thunder, she can go off grace fully into tbe arm* of whoever happen* to je nearest to her at tbe time. She never fails ; it is indeed wonderful bow accurately the can measure distance, even at the last nomect. While as for me, I do believe if I were ncolded until nothing more wa* left be said, or it it thundered and lightened from this to to-morrow, it would not have the effect of removing my senses. At least up to this I have fonnd it so. For the future I shall be less certain. But how silent you are, and how cross you look ! Still thinking of the obdurate fair *ne?" " Of her and many other thing*." " Will, perhaps she too ii thinking of M.' " I can imagine nothing more probable," with a grim smile. " Neither can I." My treacherous spirits e sgain ascending. " Let me describe ler to you a* it thin moment I tbink I can IrnoHt nee her. Heated in a bower, snsbrined in ro*e* and honeysuckles, with Her band folded listleasly upon her lap, and her larg* dreamy black eyes (I am sur* her yes an Mack) filled with repentant tears, b* is now remeberiugwith what cruel cold- ness she received yonr advance* , whil unmolested tbe pretty earwigs run race* al over her simple white l*e*> simple bn elegant, you know." " U'm-yes." " And now remorse ha* proved too muol for her ; she resolves on writing yon * letter expressing contrition for her pa* heartlessuess. She draw* towarda be paper, pent and ink (in a tbree-volnm novel tb* hero i ne has everything al ber hsuirj even in the moat unlikely plaot i ; there i never any fuas or scramble), and indites you a perfumed and ooronetted note, wLicl you will receive to-morrow. There Now, don't you feel better '.'" " Infinitely no." " What ! still frowning ? still in tbe lowes depths ? I begin to doubt my power ti comfort you." I don't feel any inclination to jest on the subject," returns Sir Mark, gruffly, making a vicious blow with the whip at au uncffeud ing and nearly lifeless fly. " Well, there," I gasp, in a sudden access of terror le*t be might again incense tbe ponies, " I will jest no more. And don' despair. Perhaps who knows ? he may grow fond of you in time." He laugh*, a ibort, bitter laugh that yet has something iu it of dismal merriment If I could only tell you," he says, " il you only knew, vou would understate what a double mockery are such wordi coming (rom your lip*." II IB fingers close around tbe whip again Again frightened, I baetily clutch bis arm Dou'l do ibat,' I entreat , " pltaae do not tue that dreadful whip again ; remem ber the last time you did so we were nearly killed." " I wiib we had been altogether to," mnt ters he, savagely. I atare at him in ipeeohleei lurprise Did tbat flask contain much brandy ? What on earth has happened to our careless debon nair Sir Mark? Eviu as I gaze in wonder be turn* bii Lead and looks with some dtgree of shame into my widely -opened, astoniahed eye*. " Pardon me," he says, gently. " I don'i know what baa come to me to-day. I fai to understand myself. I doubt I am an ill tempered brut*, and bave hardly any rigbt even to hope for your forgiveness." But hm mannsr has t&eotually checked my burst of elcquenoe, and we keep unbro- ken silet oe nntil we reach onr destination. Here we find Marmaduke and Lady Blauobi anxionsly on the lookout for us ; the others tired of waiting, bave wandered farther afield. Marmaduke ia looking rather white and worried, I fancy. ' What ha* kept yon till tbi* hour ?" b* asks, irritably, pulling out hi* watch. " Oli, how long you have been supple menu Blanch*. "We were beginning to wonder almoet to fear an accident had occurred. II i* quit* a relief to ate yon in tbs flesh." " Yen were very near not aeeicg n*," I explain. " Tb* poniee behaved very badly ran away with us for half a mil* or eo and frightended me so much tbat I fainted." How distressing I" says Blanche, appa- rently much concerned. " How terrified r ou must have been I And *o unpleasant, KX>, without a lady near to help you I Yon were able to resuscitate Mrs. Carriogton, at all event*." (To Sir Mark.) II Well, I don't *uppos* I would have >eeu of much uie without tbe brandy," repliea he, coolly. It iuut bave been quit* a sensational wene," remarks ber ladythip, with a little augh. " It reminds one of something on* would read ; only to make it peifeot, yon abould be lover*. Now tbat you ar* eat* t doe* not *eem unkind to laugh, doea it ?" Marmaduke by this time in black as nigh I. In spit* of myself, I know I bave blushed son ; while Bir Mark, turning abruptly away, goes to explain some trivial break in tbe harnets to on* of tbe coachmen. It i* a pity, Phy Hi*, yon would not taki my advice tbi* morning," *ay* 'Duke, in a voioe tbat tremble* a little, either from inppreased anger or some other emotion. " If von bad taken a groom, a* I begged of you, all tbia nnpleaaantnea* might have Men saved." "I don't *ee how a groom could have prevented it," I reply, coldly. Without a second's warning they were off; it wa* nobody'* fault." My dear Duke, we should be thankful .b*y have escaped so well," murmurs Blanche, in ber aoflwt ton**, laying a soothing touch upon my husband's arm. 3otb tou.-h and tone render me furious. 1 1 dar* say it wa* not very seriens." " I dan aay not ; but it might bav* been. And, whither or not, it has kept every one waiting for at least three quarters of an Kmr." " It might have kept yon still longer had ! been killed," I return, quietly, moving away in secret indignation. Marmaduke fellow* m*, tearing Blanche and Sir Mark to com* after, and ude by ide, but speechless, we proceed on our T- At length, in a rather milder tone, Mar- maduke says, " I hope otherwise yonr Irive wsi enjoyable." " Very much so, thank you. Though I must aay I don't care about feeling my life n danger. I hope you ei j'iyed yours." " No"- shortly I oil not. I never ei j >vd auytbiug len ' "Ho* unfortunate I Wa* her ladyship "i i, fui. or ii nui'i red, or what ? ' " B ie bad uoih'Ug to do with it. I was hii.Mou if you tbe ntin> tune." " Of uit ? Ho* Kuud f you I I am so noriy t cuiooi. mturu tbe compliment, but no one * farther frxu my thought* than ou. (Xnuludmg )i u were happy, I din minsfd you from ruy memory." " I had a prt.eunment about those ponies." " Ah I it was tbe ponies occupied your nind not tbi ir mistress. That sounds ar more natural." "Tbeyar* vioioui, and not to be de- >ended upon," continues 'Duke, declining o notice my interruption. " I shall dm KM* of them the very first opportunity." Indeed you shall do nothing of the kind. 'hey are mine, aud I will not bave them sold." Well, keep them if yon ln*i*t upon it ; but certainly yon lhall never drive them again." " Then I certainly shall and to-morrow, moat probably. I will not be ordered about as though I were a mere baby." Marmaduke turns, and regardi m* ao tejadily and gravely, that at length, in pite of mytelf, my eye* submit and drop. " Pbyllii, bow changed you ar* I" eayi i*. preeently, in a low ton*. Wben first knew you-even two month* ago you war* a soft, tender, gentle little girl ; and now yon ar* alwaya unjust and bitter- to me, at leant." Something rise* in my throat and pre- vent* my utterance. Large tear* gather in my eye*. " I am changed ; I know it." I bunt out, suddenly. Before I married you I TTU * different person altogether. And bow can I help being ' bitter' at times ? Even now, when I told you how near death I bad been, yon bbowed no feeling of regret thought of nothing but tbe delay I had occasioned you and your friend*." " Oh, Phyllis," say* 'Duki, in a tone that impliei that 1 have wrung bis heart by my false aooneationi, and before either can again ipeak we have passed a hillock and are in full view of our guests. They ar* all scattered about in two* or three*, though nou* are very far dm taut from the others ; and the scene is more than usually pietnreeqne. Certainly the old Deacon knew what he was about when he placed bis well in this charming spot. It IB a little faiiy-like nook, fresb and green, and lying forgotten among tbe hill*. A few pieces of broken-down, ivy covered wall partially conceal tbe step* leading to the Wishing Well. " 'Duke, lei us with for dinner and get it before we wish for anything else," entreat* Bebe. " The drive ha* given me a horrible appetite. I am generally a very moe person eh, Mr. Thornton ? but just a>t present I am feeling a downright unlady- like deiire for food. Phyllis, darling, do lay you are hungry." <^*J**N<*> , " I am atarving," I reply, though oon- soioos it the moment that tbe imalleut morsel would oboke me. Yes, by all means. ' Business first, rleaaure afterward*,' " quote* Chip*, blithely, who is itretohid full-length by Miss Beatoun 's tide, with his hat off and a itraw in bii month, looking extremely handsome and unspeakably happy. Lord Chaudo* i* at her other side, though rather farther away. What do yon lay, Phyllis ?" aayi 'Duke, looking at me. Do not take me into consideration M all," I return ib a anppreised voioe. " Din- ner now, or in five hours to oome, would be quite the same thing to me." I move quickly away from him toward* mamma an I lay this, and, licking down on the turf very close to her, slip my hand into ben , aod a* I feel ber gentle finger* cloning upon mine, a sense of safety aud relief creep* slowly over me. Dinner progresses ; and, though I will not acknowledge it, I begin to feel decidedly Better. Fragments of conversation float Here anl there. " I liave a great mind to net my In U* dog at you," say Bib*, in reply to aom* flav- (raut compliment bestowed upon ber by the devoted Chip*. A little bijou ol a dog, with an elaborate collar and beseeching >yea, tbat aite upon ber knee and take* it* dinner from her pretty white finger*, is the animal in question. Oh, pieeae don't," murmur* Chip*, pathetically. " I am so horribly afraid of tour little dog. Yon wonld not like me to die of nervous excitement, would you ?" " 1 am not to sure. It would make room for a better man." Impossible ! There iin't a better fellow going tbau I am. Yon ask my msinm*. hen you see ber." (To b* ooDllnaed A K..n... h, Wattvr. A newspaper correspondent, writing from Switzerland, tell* of a curious railwiy a* ollowt : Tb* pioturifque and practical are often ounouily intermixed. I glean a few par- ticulars of a funicular railway wbiob con- nect* Territet (Obillon) and Olioa. Tbe railway, which ii on a iteep incline, scinc- hing at tor the style of tb* on* up Mount t'esuvm*, commence* at an angle of 32 deg. and aeon increase* to 57 deg. It i* a liugl* line witb a loop at a paasing plaoe lalf way. There ar* two carriage* on the Ine, one of which aeeend* while the other deecend*. Tb* ascending carriage 11 drawn >y the foroe of gravity of tbe one which i* descending, tbe latter being weighted by a reservoir placed underneath, being filled with water. The reservoir i* emptied a* toon a* the carriage ha* made tbe dement. The two vehicle* are connected with each other by mee,n* of a wire cable, which pasaee iver a wheel at the summit of the incline. *y tbi paeeenger a remarkable optical illu- sion ls experienced. Tree*, but*, house*, ook*, all aeem to b* bent back, a* though ly aom* *neb*ntm*nt. Tb*y are appar- ently Handing out of the perpendicular, and me can scarcely help wondering tbat they lo not topple ovsr. The deception i* due to tbe aeate of tb* carriage*, which are constructed at such an angle tbat, not with atandmg the steepnea* of tbe gradient, tbe oooupant preserve* bis ordinary upright ittirg poetnr*. Tb* lin* is 743 yardi long, and the difference between the level of ite and that of it* summit is <J84 feel. ' An i-..,.,,ou. riae). Tbe Port Elgin fret Prta *ati: A couple of weeks ago Capt. W. II. MoLeod. -bo i* running one of tbe fiabing boat* elonging to Mr. D. McLeod, an extenkive fish dealer in Southampton, caught an im mense salmon trout, weighing BO pound*, measuring from tbe point of it* nose to the nd of ite tail 5 feet, 9 inches, and around he thickest part of it* body 34 inches). The head wa* 10 inches in length, and the width of the tail, from point to point, wan 2 inched. This ii the largest fish of tbi* peaies ever caught here and Mr. D. Mo- jeod may well feel proud of having oaught uoh a grand specimen of the finny tribe, 'be monster wa* packed in ice and oon- igned to Mr. Furey , of Woodstock, where t i* now held for exhibition, and ii after- war d to be pn served and placed in the museum in lioohetter, N. Y. Then are other things beside* beauty with which to captivate tbe hearts of men. 'lie Italian* have a saying, " fair is not air, but that which pleaeth." Ninon de rneloi, According to tbe Pharmaceutical Record, New York patent medicine mannfao- nrer, being about to die, wa* aaked by hi* riends bow b* wonld like to be buried. Insert me," he said faintly, " at top of column, next to rsading matter, 59 timen, leotro by mail." '1 Leu he quietly expired. Oeniun i* supposed to be a power of pro noing exoellinoie* which ar* out of the reach of art, a power which no precepts an teach and which no industry can acquire. Sirjothuo lirynoldt.