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. i .. Only a dog." You wonder why 1 grit ve j much to ate him die. Ab, if you kuew Bow true a frieiiil a dog can be, And what frleu.i Le waa tu luu \\ Leu trii'iidi wr lew I Only a dog a beatt." yoa sneer, "Mot worthy of a i|ih or tear." Hpeak not to me Buc-li faltebood of uiy poor dumb friend, Wliile I liuve lanijuuj(t> to defend Bit mi-mi <i y. Through up and downs, through thick and thill, My boon companion he has beu For yearH and years. Be JourucM.l with uiv iiiauy mllm ; I gave Ltiii fruwnu, I nave lnui vaiilea, And uuw, bad tturu. Ketoru ui> ebiltlrrn caiue, hii while, boft hua<l wnn pillowed overy night I'lHin iuy breafti. Bo lot him lit* juot on.- time uioru Vpou my busoiii before, And takf b.Brut. And when a teDtlerer love awoke, The tirr-t *wui u^i.i my baby spoke Was " kt-a '. " Poor Mat ! Could I iK'Htbtr ruaxMti tell, My mother barl would love you well Fur only that. Together boy and dog have laid L'pou ui> lap; together 1'lnyi-d Around in v feet, Till laui:li mi<l uark ufCber trew Bo luuclnlik. , I Maruely knew wan uioit sweet. Ah ! KO away and let me cry, For uow you know tbe rwaon why I loie.1 him to. I,-a\f me alone to clo-o hie eyes That looked K. i willful and ao wise, Trying to kuuw. At garden gate or open door You'll run tu w.-lcv.im- me no more, Dear hull- [iitm.l. Yon wen- to BOO. I. m. kind, eo true. 1 ijue*tu>u. 1'HjkniK down at yoa, 1 tbit Ui end '.' Ii there for y.- u nn "other tide' 1 " No Louie beyoud death chilly tide Aud ha\ > Whore uievknvtVauil fidelity Will in.-, i reward, a:tliuu^Li you be Only a don" My dog bad love, and faith and joy As uiucb alba* iuy baby boy Intelligence (' mid smell. MM. hear and luffcr pain. What niakei a ecnl, if tbuae are vain ' When I (u beucu, Tie n n belief n . dot will be Atuout; tin timt to welcome me. BelleviuK tl.at I k-p bin collar aud bia be'l An I Oo uot wy to ban, farewell, Kul HIKM! bye. Mm, Dear, faithlul Mat. r. AIII UIM.JO. PHYLLIS. BT THI MX of "Molly Bawn," "TbsBaby," Palrv Lilian," eta. etc. Airy Borui-body nays, Thank you," and then we all follow suit. Oiaudoi alone in Kileti t. " Why will yon sing Had songs, Hebe . " exclaims 'Pake, impatiently ; and Bebe laugh B. "I HUfpouc because I am luob a dismal annual myself," abe replies lightly, and, rising, comes over to me. Tbe moonlight stream* across tbaoarpet, rebuking tbe soft radiauoe of tbe lamps. A bub ban fallen upon as. Her song's retrain almost repeat* naell aloud through tbe tillueu. Two Uars fall quietly upon my clasped hand*. Tbe love once our* " Pushing tbe curtain aaids witb one band, Cbandos uys in a low, determined tone : " Will yoa oome and aee bow tbe gar- die looks by moonlight .'" Be addresses DO one, be mentions no name, but bis eyes are fixed on Bebe . be baa forgotten all, everything, bat ber. rat- ting my own thoughts from me, I listen with breathless eagerness for bar answer. Wall do I know it is tbe tblid and last appeal. Should sba reject tbis she will indeed lose forever the heart that truly loves ber. At leogtb she speaks. " Yea, if you wisb it," she says, letting the words fall from ber lipi witb singular sweetness. She joins him, and together they go oat 00 tbe balaony, down tbe steps, and so disappear. "I km so rejoiced!" exclaims Harriet, plaintively, when they are wall out of hear- ing. " Now I do bopa they will marry each other, aud bring their little comedy to a mooesHful close. I am sure we must all ooDfeM it bat had a sufficiently long run." "Yes, I sang it on purpose. I don't mind acknowledging it to you," cries Bebe, hours afterwards, flinging ber arms around my ueok, and biding ber face out of sight. "And wai it not wall I did? was it not well? Oh, Phyllis, though I sang it BO bravely, there was a terrible fear at my heart all tbe time. I wished him to know, yet I dreaded bis knowing. Can you under- stand ? I dreaded hit guesaiug my motive too clearly, and yet it was my last chance." " Dearest, I am so glad." " Ab ! what tortures I have endured thin past fortnight ? I felt convinced be no looger cared for me, and I know I could not be happy without him. Bat be does love me more than ever, ha says, and now 1 shall have him always." She paused to indulge in a little rapiuroaa sob. " Phyllis, never mistake obstinacy for pride I" Harriet and I agree in thinking them the most charming of lovars. Indeed, as an engaged pair, they are a pattern to all loven similarly sfllioted. They never glower at 01 when we enter the room unex- pectedly, and they don't blush. They get rid of all inevitable upoonicg by going for long walks together, where no one can wit- ness or be distressed by their absurd appre- ciation of each other's society. And they actually refrain from making ayea at each other across tbe dialog- table. Wbsn I lay that tboy manage to keep themselves alive to the fact that there are other people in the world beside themselves, I consider I have spoken volumes in their favor and have done them every justice. When they leave at the end of tbe week I positively miss them, and wish them back again ; bat, as the wedding is to take place almost immediately, further delay in tbe country is impossible. Marmaduke and I fall once more into oar old ways, seeing an little as may be of each other. Although I will oot confess it even to myaelf , I am sick at heart. With the return of my good health has coma back my old horror of loneliness, and the girlish longing for some one to sympathize witb me in all the pleasures and troubles of my daily life. Hot even tbe frequent visits of mother and Dora who with ber husband in staying a Bummerleae oan make up to me for wha I believe 1 have lost. When it is too late, I learn bow precious a thing I have cast away. By my own capricious folly, aud through wilful tern per, I have forever alienated 'Duke's allitotion. Very rarely does be speak to me ; still more rarely of bia aooord does be seek my presence. I no longer afford him any jay. It U only tjo apparent tbat be has ceaaed to care for ma. * v Full of such thoughts and misgivings, 1 one day creep upstairs to the little turret chamber, where while atill Pbyllia Ver non I once stood with Mariuaduke to gaze down upon the crowded parterre beueatb. In another tiny apartment, opening off this is a deeply ouxbioned window, in which it is my usual practice to ait and read such works aa aerve to distract my mind from the vague regrtti that now for ever haunt it. I have at length brought myself to feel some interest in lha hero of my tale, when approaching voices warn me that foea to my kolilule draw near. Not wishing to be disturbed I move still further into my window, and pull the. curtains across me, so that uo one in the adjoining room could by any chance see me. I oan distinguish George Asburst'a jerky tones, and then Mirmaduke'c, distinct, Iboagb low. There aeema u me some- thing argumentative iu their discourse, aud tbe footmepa oome slowly, as though every now aud then they mud to dispute a point. Suddenly now my own name is men tioned, and putting down my book, I wait to hear what will follow. Of course I kuow pjrfect'y wall ia my own mind that I ought to rioe at once and Honorably declare myself, but decide tqually well in my owu mind tbat I will do uo such thing. What can 'Duke be saying about me ? Aa they tun tbe turret, bis words ring out plain and stern. " I tell you, Asburst, I ou stand the life [ am leading no louger. You oauutt under- stand what it ie to see the woman yoa love 1> see your wife treat you m tbe very commonest stranger. Good feeling aloue, 1 honestly believe, pieveuts her from show- ing me absolute hatred." " Pooh ! my dear fall jw " says George, I don't believe a word of it. Bhe is too kind a little soul to bate any one ; aid you least of all. Of course tbe whole thing, you know, was unfortunate, you kuow, aud :l a 1 , but it will all oome all right iu the enl." " I daresay. When I am in my grave," Marmaduke, bitterly. " You are a ;ood fellow, Gecr^e, but you can't know >verythin|f, and I BID not to be persuaded n this matter. She i right ; I abould never have insisted ou the second marriage ; t baa only made her life more miserable, and placed a fretting chain mrouod ber neok. But, indeed, I meant it for tbe but ' " What clue could you have done, you (now ? " interposes kiudly George. I have gained my feet, aad am staadiug, .remblirg with heps and fear, iu my tiding place, my baud grasping tbe shelter- ng curtain for protection aud support. At ibis moment I uo louger deceive myself ; >y my passionate eagerness to hear what iiore 'Duke may say I kuow tbat all my jeart is bis. And be loves me 1 Ob, the relief tbe almost painful rapture this certainly causes me ! Hush ! be speaks again. " I shall torment ber uo longer with my >resence. I have delayed here too long already ; but I hoped recovered health, and tbe old associations, might give ber a kindlier feeling toward me. Now I convinced she never loved me. L.it her live her life in peace. Hue will trow gay and bright, and like tbe child .'hylliH I first knew when ahc feels sure aha has seen the last of me." " Well, well, well," says George, " I suppose there is no use in any one a speak - ng ; but to me it is incomprehensible ; wby she cannot be content and happy in ibis charming place, witb tbe best fellow u tbe world fur her husband, is more than '. oan fathom. Bat it seems to me n -w, Jarrington, really, you know that you very seldom speak to her ; eh .'" (Good George dear George.) " Wby should I put myself in tbe way of a cold reply ? I detest forcing myself upon any >ue and when she is by her own avowal lappier when absent from me. Bah ! let ni forget tbe aubjeot : to me it is a hateful one." " Then wby on earth, when yon knew all ,hih beforehand, did you insist on marrying ler again?" Because there was nothing else to be lone. Batter to bear a name dietaatofnl to ler than to bear none at all. I did it for Mr sake." Then do you mean me to understand that you yourself bad no interest in tbe natter." Tbere ia a pause a long one and my leart actually stopa beating ; at length : " Do not think tbat," says 'Duke, in a ow tone. ' The love I felt tor her on our first wedding-morning is, it possible, dei [ur and truer now. Though at timea my chains gall and almost madden me, yet I would not exchange tbem for fetters soft as down. At least she is mine, insomuch that no other man can claim ber. And I have this poor consola- tion in my loneliness, that, though she does not love me, she at all events oarea for no one else." Poor little Phyllis 1" murmurs George Asburst, tenderly. " Yon are a happy man, George," says Duke, adopting a lighter tone. " Do not let my troubles depress yon." " Yes, Dora is a perfect wife," declares my brother-in-law, witb honest content. Good-bye, Carrington ; I will oome over about that house either to-night or to-mor- row morning early." " Better oome to-night and sleep," urges 'Duke, and George, half consenting, goes noiselessly down tbe stairs. When he has been gone at least five min- utes I steal from my concealment and, entering tbe turret chamber, walk softly towards Marmaduke, who is standing witb his back turned to me, gazing down through tbe window upon the lawn beneath. His attitude betokens deep thought. I go lightly to his side, and let my eyas follow the direction hia have taken. " Dreaming, 'Duke ?" I ask, gayly. He starts violently as I wake him from his reverie, and betrays astonishment not only at my presence at this moment, but also at my altered demeanor. - Almost, I think," be says, after a moment'H hesitation. It U so long since I have addressed him witb anything approaching bonhomie. How short the evenings are getting!" I go on, peering out into the dusk. " Mar madake, do you remember tbe large party you bad in these gardens before we were married?" Ye." " And bow we two stood just here and looked down upon tbem ?" " I remember well." He ia evidently intensely puzzled by my manner, which in cordial to tbe last degree. ' How long ago it seems now ! does it not .'" " Very long." I am not progressing ; I feel this, and pause for a moment. ' You are dressed for dinner," I remark, presently. " So early ?" " Not ao very early ; it is half-past six." " Indeed ! how the time has flown ! Well, let me add tbia to your appearance to make you perfect." 1 detioh a Jittle roae- ttud from tne bosom of my dra, and place it with lingering carefulness in IUB coat. I Mlitva aa I do so be imagines I have developed tbe crowning phaaeof my malady >y going mad. " 'Duke, ' witb perfect uuoouoeru, and with my bead a little on one aide to mark tbe effect made by my rose /Duke, don't yoa think it m time now I should give up my invalid babitr, and learn to change my dress every evening, like a civilized \jeing ?" ' I think yoa would be very foolish, L'byllio, to try any changes josl yet." " Bal don't yon think ma much better and stronger in every way ?" Very much better. Your face ban gained tB old color, and your arms have regained he pretty soft roundness they bad when - u were tbat is before we ware mar- lied. ' I pall up the loose sleeve of my dreas and ook with some satisfaction upon tbe pretty wift roundness." My old weak- ness for ot mplimeu IN is strong upon me. Wby did you not finish your sentence?" I a-k, slyly . you were going to say when 1 was a girl." ' Beoaune jou look such a girl still- snob a mere child, indeed that I thought t would houud abt-urd." " I am glad of tbat. I would wish to be yo inn '"'< fresh always." ' Tbere was a time," witb a faint smile, 4 when you longed witb equal vigor to be oil aud worldly-wise." Ab, yen ! what a goose I was then ! But really, though, 1 am growing horribly fat. My bauds, even nee how plump they are." I lay five slight little fingers in bis, con- idingly : I can aee bow he reddens at my touch, lie bolda tbem softly, and turns tbem over to see the pink palm at tbe other vide, aud then turns tbem back again, but dots uot speak ; very slowly, but with determination, be late tbem go. No fear ot my wedding-ring coming off now," I say, cheerfully, tbougn somewhat disconcerted at tbe failure of lay l%at ruse ; ' n t even when I wash my band* doe* it ttr. 1 wou't be able to get rid of it in a lurry." Tbat seems rather a pity, docs it not .'" remark* be, bitterly. A iiiy .' Wby, I would never forgive yait it 1 lost it." Would y OUT have nothing in tbe past altered, Phyll^g?" be asks, suddenly, and ouriourly . turning for the first time to con- rout ma. Bonus things yes. But not my wed- liag-riug. certainly." Good little Phyllis," murmurs be, somewhat sadly, " your reooverd health IBM restored to you your good-nature." " It wan not good-nature," I protest, eagerly, feeling atrangely inclined to cry. 1 said it because I meant it. Bat oome," lastily, fearing I have said too much, ' dinner must be ready , we bad better go lownatairs." Marmaduke leaves tbe window, and moves towards the door, allowing me to follow. " Have yon forgotten your manners?" I cry, playfully. " Will you not conduct me dowustairs ? Give me your arm, 'Duke." Your sptritH are very high io-nibt, are they uot ?" be says, smiliug. " I am glad to aee you ao like your old self, aa LOW 1 oan witb a clear conscience leave home." " Are you leaving?" " Yes. You know I promised myself to {O abroad iu tbe autumn. I will arrange witb Billy or your mother to stay with you while I am away." }f yoa are going, well and good," I returu, quietly, " but do not arrange mat- ters for me. I wiil have no one to stay witb me in your absence." " What 1 not even Billy ?" " Not even Billy," I say firmly. We get through dinner almost without a comment. My sudden overflow ot geniality has entirely forsaken me. I am as mote, aa depreased, an iu those first daya at Ilazelton. Kiaing from the table as soon aa custom will permit me I make my way t > tbe drawing-room, where 1 sit in moody dis- content. I am wretobnd most miserable ; doubly so ia tnat I oan aee no plan of escape from my troubles lying clear befere me. I rest my aching head on my bands and try to think ; but always bis saddened face aud averted eyes are to be Been. We are so close, yet BO divided. Only a wall or two, a door, a paesage, but miles might be aaid to separate us, so far apart ara we in sym- pathy. At this moment I know he is sit- ting in the library, silent, oompanionlesB. Ami then a great desire rises within me. Throwing aside my book, witb a nervous determination, I walk down tbe drawing- room, through tbe door, across tbe ball, never pausing until I find myself before tbe library door. I knock hurriedly, lest by any chance my ebbing courage should entirely evaporate ; and my heart almost dies within me, s tbe well-known voice calls out, " Come in." I open, and advance a few stepe into tbe room. A slight tire is burning in the grate it is the beginning of September, and already tbe evenings show symptoms of coming cold ; Marmaduke ia seated at the table, busily engaged, witb writing mate- rials all around him. " What is it, Pbyllia ?" ha asks, expect- antly, the pen still in bis hand. "Oh, nothing," i return, awkwardly, failing miserably a* I coma to tbe point ; " nothing to signify ; another time will do. Yon are buay now. What are yon writing, 'Duke 7" " I was drawing out my will," be replies smiling. " I thought it batter to do so before leaving home for - lor an indefinite time. No one knows what may harper. I am glad you have oome in just now, \ ou may as well bear what I hve written >ud see if you wish aujfjing altered. Now 1 IB ten." " I mil not !" I cry petulantly. " I bate wills aud testaments, aud all tbat kind of thing, I won't listen to a word of it ; aud aud I bope with all my heait 1 shall die before you." " My dear Pbyllia," then quickly, " you are excitdd ; you have something on your mind. What did you oouie to me for just uow, Pbyllie ? tell me." Now or never I am oonsckm of a chill feeling at my heart, but I clu. one band over the other tightly, and, thu.- aupported, go on bravely. " Yes, I did come to tell you something. That that 1 love you. And ob, 'Duke if you leave me agaiu you will kill me." Here I burst into a perfect passion of weeping, aud cover my face witb my hands. There ia not a movement in tbe room, not a eouud, except my heavy bursting aobs. Then soiue oue puta an arm round tue, and prestea my beau down upon bia breant. I look up into Marmaduke's face. He is white as deatb ; and, though be ia evidently putting a terrible reetraint upon himself, I ian aee tbat bU lips, beneath hia fair mous- tache, are tremblicg. " You are tired, PbyllU, over -fatigued," be says, soothingly. " Lie still here aud you will be better preaently." " It ie not that," 1 cry passionately, not that at all. Ob. Marmaduke, hear me uow ; do not punish me for my past ooldoenB. I love you with all my heart ; try to believe me." " I cannot," be whispers, btukily, " I have been too long living in tbe other belief. To bope again, ouly to be cast down, would be my deatb. 1 do not dare iiuayiue it possi- ble you love me." " But I do ! I do !" I aob piteoDwlv, fling- ing iuy arma around bis neck. " I always, always liked you better than any one else, but during tbeae past few months I have learned to love you BO well tbat I cannot be happy without yon. Wbeu I heard you say thin evening you intended leaving me agaiu, 1 thought my heart would have broken." Turning op my face BO tha the full glare of the lau. p falls upon it, Marma- duke gazes at me as though be would read the innermost workings of my heart. " Is thia the truth?" he ask*. "Are you aura you are not deceiving yourself and ma?" " Moat I say it again ? Can yon not aee by me now it IB ?" 1 answer, still crying ; 1 am a perfect Niobe by this time, and am dismally conscious tbat tbe tip of my uoee IB degenerating into a warm pink. " I am sure I am unbappy enough for any tbing." Not noticing the rather ungracious ten- dency of this last remark, 'Duke draws me closer to him, and, stooping bis bead, presses hie cheek to my wet one. 't My love! my life!" be wbitpare, and holds me ax though be never again meant to let me go. We are quite silent for a few minutes- daring which a great content, snob as I have never bnfose known, creeps into mv heart. Then 'D jke, with a long, bappy sigh, partly releases me. His eyelashes, I can aee, are wet with tears, but there is tbe very sweet- eat aud teuderest smile upon bis lipe. " I have not waited iu vain," he says. " At last 1 oau call yon mine ; at last ; and just when I bad given up all bope darling darling !" It is half an hour later, and we are now thoroughly comfortable, full of reel and liet joy. We are sitting before the library fire, I on a low stool, with my Lead leaning agaicst 'Duke's knee, be with one hand rouul my neck, while witb tbe other be every now and then rn files, or M he foudly believes, smoothes, my " nut-brown looks." For tbe last fbreeor four minutes uo words have been pitted between us. I think we are too happy to give way to the mere expreeHiou of Mr feeling*. Suddenly, all in one moment, as it seems to u*, without any warning, we bear a loud voice outside tbe door, a heavy tootetep, a rapid turning < f the handle, and George Aabursl is iu tbe room. I make one desperate effort to rise and recover tbe diguity my attitude has destroyed, but 'Duke, witb a strong detaining gratp, prevents me. I get only as far aa my kneeH, and from that position glare at my brtther in law as though I would willingly devour him. " I took your offer of a bed, after all," be IM beginning, when something in the situa- tion strikes him as odd. He meets my eyes, and breaks down. " Ob, ah ! I bad no idea I didn't know, you know." He stopa, hopelessly, looking as ludicrously silly aud puzzled as even I could wish him. " Neither did I," declares Marmaduke, with a laugh, " until half an hour ago. But it ia all right, Ahurst ; we have made it up ; aud when 1 do go abroad, I will take my wife witb rrn." " Didn't I tell you all along bow it was 1" cries George, enthusiastically (be had not ; but by a superhuman effort I refrain from contradicting him). " I declare to you," says be, subsiding into a chair, I was never so glad ot anything in all my life before." Tbere n a minute's pause. Then 'Duke, turning, lays a light caressing touch u|n my shoulder as 1 kneel beside him. He peaks in a very low ton*. " We are all very gltd, I think and thankful," he sa) 8, witb the softett, tender- eat amile. All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and tbe sorrow . All tbe aching of heart, tbe rentleis, unsatliflud All tin- ilnll, deep pain, and constant aniiulib of patience I TUB KND. Biobard Grant White deplores that tbe letter " r " is disappearing from the Ameri- can tongue. VAHKirs KIStiKH. There'B a formal klM of fashion, Aud a burning kiss of passion, A father's kisi, A mother's kins, And a tintrr's kiss to move : There'! a traitor's kiss of gold, Like a Hrpunt'i clammy fold ; A Brut kits, A stolen kim, And the thrilling kiss of love ; A meeting kiss, A maiden kiss, A kiss when fonil hearts never ; Hut the mdden kiss On oar Hi iltbls A kiss to iart forever. The new Cunard steamer Ktrnria, 8,000 tons, was (attached yesterday at Glasgow. \ltol I I If I. II It II. \ in ion. Hlii<(- l < .. i.ii.ii iilon. unit MbMI I h. . ia., I,. "Man," H;H O .i'.i.-, m tbe only creature rudoutu i ! '!> jmwi r of laughter; m 1> iu>t il>r .1,1 i.i.v tbal deettve* to be laughed ; ' > lau^h msy convey all UIHMH t . M i iiLtb'*, t>u>i> tbe New York Star- j j, -c.ru or tiL^er ; it may be tbe uioi-t r.i r-ical aud it may be tbe most ditcorduui i>t r. uLrii-, the mcHt delightful or the u. - Lorrible tLat cau fall upon our earn. Conuai-t tbehafpy laughter of merry ouuureu witb the gib- bering cry of tbe u.hi.mu cr tbe hoarse laugh tf a defiant oriiuiual the musical ripple of cultivated oiiriu with tbe roars of a tipsy crowd at a (air. A really musical Uu^h in perhaps rarer than a really musim! \ ice. The giggle, tbe snigger, the balf-ctnAul laugh are com- mon enough ; but bow i-ekli m do we bear the melodiouH ound tbe luugb in its per- fection. It tbould not bo thrill, nor too loud, nor too long. It hhould not bear any double meaning, any hiJdeu sarcasm in ita mirth. It should not be to boisterous an to exbaubt the languor duel dtafen the lis- teners. Peg Wcffiugtou is said to have been cele- brated for the iniinic of h<-r laughter ou tbe Htage a most difficult ncoouiplinbment, for nothing, except, perl apa, a cnteza, ie harder to counterfeit liiku :t laugh. Tbere are many varieties of laughH Tbero ia tbe musical, cultivated aud ix'remely rare one, pleauLi t to liti'.t. to - . chime of belli. 1'bere u tbe glad, if c. i. . A h*t xhrill, merri- ment of children, the ha, p:uess of which condones itc noine. Tu n in ihe loud guffaw of tbe vulgar, aud U.u l lighter which appears likely to tear the laugher in pieces, causing him to wipe bia eyes after tbe explosion u over. Tbere it the laugh of embarranHiiieut, wbuu a >-by person, at a loss what to cay i.i 1 ri.ii.arkN to be," as Artemus Ward dtncribi'H it. There ia the schoolgirl's gigle ; and the schoolboy's Ruigger, an be rtfloots . :i n<'iue recently perpetrated, but still recollected piece of mischief. Therein tbe chuckle of the suc- cessful man. All these laughs bear i">n.e family resem- blance to each other ; they all, in their degree, expresa be upatiunH of pleasure. Tbere are darker drtcnpuoua of laughter. Tbere are laughs Luore cutting tban the bitterest speeches, more alaruiiug tban tbe crudest threats. Satirical laughter ie most offensive. A laugh cau convey oon- tempt which words w. uld fail to express. I> any one proof sgau.xt being annoyed by ridicule ? Even a dog in sensible when be is laughed at, and reneulH the imperti- nence. Some ot the lower animals are indeed quite as oeositive to derision as human beings. Tben there is the laugh of incredulity. When Tom goes to bin nob old uncle, full of glowing dti-i'nj ;i n. ,,( tbe perfections of tbe lady to whom be is engaged, or of tbe appointment which he expects to obtain, does tbe old gentleman damp bis nephew'* ardor by a loug barai.^u>- ? No, he only gives a dry laugh, and Tom's hopes of a oherk fall rapidly. Too rare laugborn sv aw pipnlar aa too ready one*. A teller of g<x,a nones never forgives the man who doeH uot laugh at bis jokes. Many pernot.it have made then for- tunes by langhiui; at judicious moments ; applauding a poor jeat, or becoming con- vulsed with mirth ai a dull pun. To be duly appreciative cf UIH patron's wit was an important part of ilie Jut) of a hanger-on. With what ready laughter are a school- master's witticisujH received by his olais t Tbere is a story of a dramatic author, whose play had beeu accepted, being requested M make numlry alterations to suit the taste of the actom. Among other changes, tbe manager uuxgesled that " a laugh " should be introduced at tbeoon- clunon ot a speech of u out-going per- former ; " it would give him a belter exit." The author pleaded tbat to admit this alteration would hpoil the whole dialogue, but tbe manager wan urgent still. " Think it over and do what yuu oan. B - 'e poBitiou iu the theatre dtrnanda it!" Wbeu langbs are thus priztd it is uot won- dirful tbat |in-iin *io rarely ute their rixible inuiiolua are A -I ... in Bomerville Journal . A Cholera Microbe while parsing along the street met two dis- tant relatives named Imperfect Drainage and Bad Ventilation. " And bow are you to-day V ' asked the Miorobe as he shook bands with the pair. " We are very well and bope we see you quite well," they replied. " I'm just about so so," answered tbe Microbe ; " the sauitary authorities are everywhere harassing me terribly. But bow is your ii.trettiug family ?" "They are very well, indeed," answered Imperfect Drainage ; " our eldest children Typhoid Fever, Scarlet Fever and Diphtheria are in business for themselves and are getting along remarkably well." " Ah I that's where they have tbe advantage of me," sighed the Miorobe ; " my business is very unsteady and fluctuating. It takes a spurt occasionally and people thiuk I am doing immensely, while in fact you and your interesting family do twioe the amount of business. You go ou year m and year oat steadily and prosperously while I have only an occasional job," and tbe Miorobe dropped a tear and felt BO humiliated at IJIH inferiority tbat he went and hid himself in the sol tent part of a decayed peach. Dr. Kae, the Arctic explorer, asserts that cannibalism took pjaoe as surely among some of Sir John Franklin n people M it did among tbe Greely party. UIH authority for the charge ia the testimony of some Esquimaux whom be met while in the far north. The progress of invention ia well shown in the constantly deoreaning price of steel. In 1H10 it cost about 1200 per ton ; to-day the same quality oan be bought for 937. Mr. Harrington, Home Rule member of Parliament for county of Westmeatb, has written a letter, in which he says : " From careful personal inquiry I am convinced that Myles Joyie and four others, convicted of oomplioity in the Maamtrasna murders, were innocent. The local police share this belief." Mr. Har- rington claims to be prepared to prove that the evidence which secured a conviction was fabricated with the connivance of the authorities. The French Academy has elected Alex- ander Dumas director. He was installed a member of tbe Academy in February, 1876-