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 V "r â- 'â- Â£ "^TT^^^^ ^^m mm. â- "^â- PWPPWPW* ^-- IN eOLDEN BONBS. CHAPTEIi VI.â€" Continued. "I see. Then ycu do not sympathiFC with a criminal onleas be is frood-looking, nicely dressed, and in love with a lady of beauty and refinemuit â- :" 'Oh. Mr. Rayner," I cried, exasperated at baring my words misconstrncted in this mischievoas manner, "you know I don't sympathize with criminals at all But Robin Hood and Jack Sheppard lived in dif- ferent ages, when people were not so en- lighten^ as they are now and, besides," said I, brightening in triumph as a new idea flashed across me, "I don't know what the real Robm and Jack did but the Robin Hood and Ja-ik Sheppard of the novels and poeiTB that I can't help likirg and admiring robbed only rich people who could afford to loee some of their ill-gotten wealth." "Bat all wealth is not ill-gotten," inter- posed Mr. Rayner mildly. "It was then," I went on hastily â€" "at least geDcrally. And Robin Hood didn't rob the good rich people,]only the bad ones; and mo^t of his tpoil he distributed among the pcor, you know," I finished triumph- antly. "It won't do, Miss Christie I must de- stroy ^our edifice of argument at a blow," he fcaid, shaking his head mournfully. "I happen to know something about this Lord Dalston whose house was broken 'ito and he is a very bad rich person inde^J, much more so than the poor old abbots whom vour favorite Robin Hood treated so rough- ly. He ill-treated his mother, stole and squandered his sisters' fortunes, neglected his wife, and tried to shut her up in the lunatic- asylum, knocked out in a passion the left eye of one of bis own grooms, had embezzled moncv before he was twenty-one, and now owpa heavy c't-jts to half the big tradesmen iu JjondoD. So that be is somethiug like a thief. Now, if ycu were to find out that the man Tiho had the chief hand â€" for. of cDurse, there were dozeu3 at work over it â€" in plauniag the robbery of the wicked rich man's property was joung, gocd-Iooking, well creased, a Iar£;e subscriber to charities, and iu !ovc with a pretty lady-lLke girl, you o-ght, if you were Lvgica], to admire him as trw.h as you do Robin Hood, and njore than ycu uo Jack Sheppard." "Gh, Mr. Rsyner, " said I, joining in his iatighto.r, "how r.bsurd 1 Ivic it is too had of you to ir..kefun cf my logic. I can't put it prcper but W!:.at I mean is this. Iu iLc'i-; (!u; fi the i:iw^ were ui just, ro that even lO'O-.i. into dedacce of ihcm; â-  i;.wf: are really, i;pon the u uii'y wicked people who giK'il IV. n • Lnit no'..' ' w'coii' 'r: eiiftV ry thi ;,i â-  "Tr»ri ytu '0'i'l; i ke wicked people, il.ss Cjtistie?' 'Oh, Mr. il.yuir, cf ecurse cot ' s^^i.l J, aghatt at tucn a (juesiion, which he aeked i|uite 6t r:oivi!y. "Ah, ycu nrn;sC 1 nov tome before you decide too hastily thit yen dun'tLke iheui! ' *aii! he. "Knewscr.i.a wicked pecj'le, Mr. Rv uci? ' I gaj e!. He i.odf'e! gravilv ird i\ ov. I faw tliat he wa.i eir.ubin'j iiuiaiit with u y liOirn- hirnoU I x'piesii'.ii â- â- 'i'oj w( n't l.ke ai-ef theni, any iTxrs thai! you lifl fce all th'i f.oocl p-ople you know. l'.;if y u will tiud t .ose ;cu do Itl.e Ifiit the ;vjh1 j'ef.'ple holtoT." â-  iii.ifii I am tare I shouldri'i'" like them at si!. 1 VI (1 1 iii't fpe;,k lo a wicked persou ir I c nlil ri- !ji is." "Hut ycu (Mrit. V'.uwcnt be able to T.?!l '.ttu! :r in peed cut s, xcept, as I said hofcre, that they re nicer; and by the tim-' voii litiil 'iio th t iht'y are wicked you Will Ike the I! too much to go buck." I; wiia too Lad tf Mr. Rayner to tease nie Iks this Luf, though I ^aw Ke was enjoy- ii:g my !ri.;!:gnati' c, 1 could not help gf.tting inii uaut. "You are qui'c mistaken ia me indeed," I said, tiyiDg 10 keep down my annoyance. "1 cau piove it to you by fomcthirg that hspptutd to me not very Kng ago. I knew a person agains;. whom 1 had teard nothing, w;o always seemed to nie to lock good- ratutfd aiiJ himpl?. Aod then I found out that hi) M 83 realiy a mos.: wicked man and v.ht n i saw him after that bis very face seeni-.d changed to me, to Jcok evil and cun- uing and the sight of hnn made me siLrink." 1 was thiaking of Tom Pjrkes, and the fhapge I bad feoeu in him that morning. Mr. Riyiitf looked at me keecly as I said this but I waa not afraid of him finding out whom 1 u:ejat in such a cautious state- ment •Aod w:;at would you do if, in the c- i!tc of your careera^ governess, you found t .i-r!f in a fan.iiy whocC morals you could ).â- â-  Mpptove? Would you give them lec- -.-• sou the c'Tor of their ways and try to vi -vit theui ail round. Miss Christie?" ' "i, ro, I couicn't do Ihat ' said I .1! 1 ly. "It 1 lound loytelf among very 1- â-º'.la.l jieop e, i s-hould just ruu away i .ck 10 iny uncl'::' house, where my mother 1 v^ s, and on the first opporturdty, vuthout B^Mvg anyiiiirg to auy one till 1 was gone, aud without t vi n writiDg to say I was oom- ii4, 1 s: uiy letter s lould be iututo^^pted. I thoiiM be to horrible afraid of them." â- â€¢Wtll, child, I hope ycu will never have to .10 arytbinu' so desperate a' that but trf p'ofession cf teach ng has its dangers :â- â-  V a btautitul wcican," he said gravely. The last words gave a shock to me. I had n^ver heard them applied to me before, ai;d for a moment I was without an an- swer. He had been sitting on my seat, and 1 had teen standing with my back against a youuL; oak-tree, a few feet from him and i.eirer to the pond. He got up and cime toward me, when a shrill little cry as from i^ut of the ground caused -him to start. It was the OLly sound that ever drew forth such a display of ordinary human weakness from self-poieessed Mr. Riyner. It came trom the lips of his little baby duut^hter Mona, who, ragged, dirty, and withered- looking as usual, bad walked or crawled throusb the mud and rushes ti'l she had silently taken her place in the long grass a little way from us, and who now, seeing her father approach, had given vent to her extraordinary dislike of him in her osual undutifal manner. For one moment I saw in the dosk a look pass over Mr. Kayner's face which made me catoh my breath it reminded me instantly of his tone on that Sondoy night when he had caught Sirah in the garden and, quick- ly as it passed and gave place to a light laugh, it hail friehtened me and made me long to escape. Mona was an cxense. "Oh, yon nanghty little girl to De out so late at night â€" and without a hat Sarah mnst have "forgotteH yon. Come â€" I mnat take 3'oa in now. Ba a good girl and come with me." Mona had somehow come to regard me with less animosity than she did most of the houEehoId. Sj she |let me take her in my arms without much opposition, and gave only one more yell when her father, while wifhing me good night, shcok hands with me and accidentally touched her dirty little shoe. I took her into the house and gave her to Sarah ia the hall then I went into the schoolroom to replace the dissipated volume of Guizot that bad been oat all night among its more sober brethren, and then, moved by some spring of vanity, took my candle to the mantlepiece and looked at myself in the glass above it. I suppose no girl can hear herself called a beautiful woman for the first time, no matter by whom, without a slight thrill of gratification. To be called pretty, I sup- pose, at some time or other, 'falls to the lot of most girls but the other term implies a higher measure of attractiveness, and I cer- tainly was not insensible to the pleasure of hearing it applied to me. I had lived such a quiet life with my mother, and had had so few acquaintances, that I had never known flattery of any kind. The thought that flashed through ftiy mind as I looked at my dark eyes, brighter than usual, and at my cheeks, flushed with gratified vanity, was â€" "Does Mr. Lawrence Reade thiak me â€"beautiful " I was too much absorbed in my vain con- templation of myself, and in the foolish thoughta to which it gave rise, to notice that I was not alone in the room. Suddenly I was startled, as I deserved to be, by a harsh ironical voice breaking in upon the silence cf the rcom, 'Yes, it's a pretty face enougli now, and you do right to set store by it; lor it wcu't last pretty lotg â€" not long iu a few years it will be all lines and wrinkles, and not woith looking at and you'll turu away in disgust from the glass, thinking of how you used to look, and how the men used to look at you â€" the fools " I had turned, and was looking at Sarah's hard, cruel face as she stood, with Mona still in her arms, her eyes flashing scorn- fully on me as she hissed out the spiteful words. I feU ashamed of my vanity, though, after all, it seemed harmless enough and I felt sorry for her, for she spcke so bitteily that I was sure she must be thinking of the changes a few years of ar.xiety and hard vrcrk had wrought in her- self so I said gently â€" "I suppose we women all think morethan we ought about our looks sometimes, S-ii'ah but, after all, thry a; -; a very important mritter to every woman, and make a great deal of dificrtnce to her life. You know you must be glad not to he ugly, Sarah." I own thio â- .%as a little ))it; of innocent tlatte-'y, for 1 did think lier very ugly â€" a:id I thought IhadEcver seen her loot to hiJecus as s'-.e did as she atood theiu K'aring a^ nii. â€" but I waj anxious to soothe iiCr a: all hazirds, acd I v/as thankful to S'jc that the bait took. "llaniisoi.Te ii that handsome does," she Paid less viciiaisly and, with a to^s of her head she Itfo the room. CHAPTER VII. Very soon after Sarah's somev-. i.at haraii and uucal.ed-for reproof of my vanUy, I be- gan to suffer a punishment for il. The country air, which had brought unwonted roses to my cheeks while the vvca'her was fine aud dry, adVoted me "cry differently when, in the first days of September, ti'U rain fell daily iu a steady, contmuoua down- pour that soou swelled the river and turn- ed ;-.art of the marsh from a swamp iuto a staguant now holesome lake The air round the house seemed never to be free from mist; the pond overflowed aud covered the b:;oki that had formed the footstool of my nest the lower part cf the garden that touched the marih was a bog; the moss grew grtetur aca thicker on ths pillars of the portico, the UDtrimmed ivy that c^ung round the house aud made it so beautiful dripped all day loL'g, and bright green stains grew broader and broader down the side cf that wing of tl'-o house where Mr. and Mrs. Ray ner's room was. 1 often vFondersd why they slept there. 1 knew by the doors and windows that the ground floor of that wlag contained two rooms, a large and a small one. My own was in the same wing, but on tire storey above aud over mine was a turret that looked out high above the trees, but which wei.3 not used, so far as I knew. Haidee 8le[)t on the ground- floor in a cot in the dressing- room next to her parents' beJ- roorr, 1 kuev/, while the nursery and ser- vants' rooms acd several spure-rooms were on the upper siory iiesides n.y own. Why did tot iMr. and Mrs, Rayner make one of these their own, and lilt themselves out of the reeking d.Tinp which must be poisonous ;o delicate Mis. Eiyner? Eveu I, who slept in the upper storey, soon began to lose my color and my appetite, and to feel at first languid, ana then really ill. I show- ed the change more quickly than any one, beiiig less used to the place but little iragiie fiaiuee soon followed suit, and grew more wan and listless than ever, until the lustre of her large blue eyes and the unhealthy flush th^t began to burn in her thin little chei-ks frightened me aud drew me to the child as hv-r strange reserve had prevented my being drawn before. She answered to the change in my mannar as sensicive chil- dren do, and one day, putting her little dry hand in mine, she said â€" "Ycu are gettmg thin and white too, like mamma and me. We'll all go away and bo angels together, Mi»8 Caristie, now you have begun to love mo." I burst into tears ;I had began to love the fairy- like little creature long before, if she had only known it. Now 1 took her up in my arms and rested her flaxen bead on my breast, and she said her lessons there that day. And after that, without any more ex- planations or comment, the sympathy be- tween the child aud me was perfect. But as, on the one hand, the little one's friendship waa a great solace to me, so, on the Ooher, it brought ire fresh trouble. For in Mrs. B.iyner'a indifferent eyes I could see now a dull ixae of jeUoasy whenever Haidee pat her languid little head upon my knee, or came vp and said, "Tell me a story. Miss Christie â€" aboatfjiiies and good Prince Caimel." I began from merely pitying, al- most to dialike Mrs. Bayper. Why, if ahe was so fond of Haidee, did ahe not come in- to the Bchoolrocm to see her, or take her out daring her plav-faoars, iastead of leaving her the whole day with me, withont coming to see hei until bedtime, when the child was pat to bed in the room next to hers, whileahe'berself went into the drawing-room? It waa onreasonable to expect to Keep the child's undivided love like that and yet at meal?, when we all met together, ahe aeem- ed to look at Haidee with strained wiatf al eyea, aa if ahe loved the child, yet dared not show it. But what was there to pre- vent ber, except the shroad of reserve she aeemed to have wrapped round herself The weather had been so bad that for two Sundays we had not been able to go to church at all, for which I was very sorry, more sorry than I can tell one misses church dreadfully in the country. So we knew nothing of what was goine on in the parish for two whole weeks. We did not have to wait until the church-porch gather- ing on the following Sunday, though for en the second day after the weather had at last grown fine again, when we were all in the drawing-room reading the morning pa- pers over our coffee, as we always did after our early dinner, we heard the sound of a horse's hoofs coming down the drive. Mr. Rayner threw open the window and stepped out on to the broad space of gravel before the front of the house. "Hallo, Laurence, you are aa welcome as the dove was to the ark Come in, come in; the ladies will make even more of you than uaaal. We have had no visitors lately, but an occasional mermaid came up the river from the sea and overflowed into our gar- den." "Can't come in, thanks, Mr. Rayner â€" I'm. too much splashed the roads are awful still, I've only come with a note from iMrs. Manners to Mrs. Rayner." "Nonsense Come in, m.ud and all." So he tied up his horse and came in. Mra. Manners was the clergyman's wife, and generally sent her notes by one of her half-dozen boys and I confess I thought; when I head what a flimsy sort of an errand had brought Mr. Reade, that perhaps â€" that p«rhi-p3 some other silly motive liad helped to briag him too. But my only halfackow- lec'ged fancy was disappointed. Not only did Mr. Reade devote all his convcrsaticn to Mr. and Mrs, Rayner, with an occasioa- al word to Haidee, but, when I made a re- mark, he did not even look at me. I con- fess I was piqued I certainly did not want Mr. Reade to look at me or speak to me, but surely common courtesy, especially to a dependant, demanded that he should not ignore my presence altogether. So I thought I would take a small and impotent revenge by ignoring his, and, when Haidee got up and slipped out of the window to look ut Mr. R;ade'a horse, I followed her. She was not a bit afraid of him, but ran into the bouse for some sugar, and then, flattcriing out her small hand with a piece on it, fed him, and talked to him in a language whicli he seemed to understand, though I could not. "Would you like to give him a piece, Misa Christie?' she asked. But I would not liave bestowed such an attention on a horse of Mr. Reade's for worlds and leaving the child and her four- footed fiiend to continue their conversation, I walked away to gather some flowers for the tea-table, as it was the day for renew- ing them I had my hands full by the time 1 heard the voices of the gentlemen at the window and the grinding of soft gravel under the horse's hoofs as Mr. Rreade mounted him. I was near the bottom of the drive, pulling off small branches of copper beech to put among the flowers, when I heard iMr. R?ade ride by behind me. I did not even Icok round until he called out, " Good after- noon. Miss Christie " and then I just turn- ed my head over myshoulder, and said atitfly "Good afternoon," and went on with my task. 119 had half pulled up his horse. I dare say he thought I wanted to talk to him. I was net g'ing to let him make such an absurd mistake as that. So he redo on to the gate, and then he stopped, and pre • aently I heard him utter impatient ejacula- tions, aud I looked and saw that he was fumbling with his whip at the fastening of the gate. "How stupid he u not to get off and open it witn n-is lingers " I thought con- te.mptuously. "It. is quite an easy fasten- ing tco. I believe I could do it on horseback directly." However, he still continued to make inef- fectual efforts to rai-,e the heavy latch, but each time the restive horse swerved or the whip slipped, until I stood watching the struggle intently, and grew quite excited and half inclined to call out to him "Xow!" when the horse stood still for a moment. li seemed to me that he deliberately missed all the best opportunities, and I WMd 'rown- ing with impatience, when he suddenly looked up and his eyes met uiine. Tuere was notning for ic then but in common civiiify to go and open the gate for him my- self so I walked up the drive very reluc- tantly and opened it wide without a smile. "Thank you, thank you â€" so much oblig- ed to you I wouldn't have given you so mu(% trouble for worlds, if only this brute would stand still I" "Pray don't mention it. It is no trouble at all, " I said icily, occupied in keeping my armful of flowers together. And be raised bis hat and rode off at a walking pace, while I shut the gate and turned to go down the drive again, I had such a curiously hurt and disappointed feeling â€" I could not tell why but I suppos- ed that, being a dependent, I waa naturally very sensitive, and it waa surely a slight on Mr. Reade's part not even to speak to me when we were all in the drawing- room. "I dare say he wouldn't have let me open the gate for him if I hadn't been a gover- ness," I thought as a lump camj into my throat. "I Wish I hadn't â€" oh, 1 wish I hadn't 1 I wish I had let him get off his horse, or jump over it, or anything rather than let me play groDm for him." And the fl jwera I was looking at began to grow misty, when again I heard hoofs be- nind me and the latch of the gate go, and, glancing round, I saw Mr. Ksade ou horse- back inside the gate. He had opened it Without any difficulty this time. iHe seem- ed to look a little embarrassed, "ashamed of his own clumaineas the firat time," I thought aeverely and, jumping off his hcrse, he led him towards me, aaying â€" "I moat apologise fOT retorning so aaon. bat I found I have lost a atone from my ring, and I think it most have dropped oat whue I waa f ambling at the gate joat aow. It ia mnoh eaaier to open uom tne out- side." "Do yon think so? We don't find any differenoe," I said simply. He gave me a quick, inquiaitive. glance and a half amile, aa if to see what I m^ant, and then, finding that I returned his look quite gravely, he tamed back to the gate and began searching about in the gravel. Politenesa obliged me to help him. He faat- ened his horae'a rein round the gate-post and showed me the ring, and I saw the hole where there was a atone missing. Suddenly it flashed through my mind that, while we atood under the ahed on that Sunday in the rain, I had noticed the very same hole in the very same ring, and I waa just going to tell him that it was of no use for him to look, for he had lost the stone much longer than he fancied, when another thought, which brought the color swiftly to my face and made my lips quiver and my heart beat faster, flashed into my mind and stopped me. And the thought was that Mr. Reade must know how long ago he had lost that stone, at least as well as I did. And from that moment a spirit of daring mischief came into me â€" I don't know how â€" and I would nit condescend to pretend to iDok about a:iy longer but I patted the horse's neck and glanced every now and then at his master, and though how foolish he looked hunting about so carefully for what he knew he should not find. Then he looked up, red with stooping, and caught me smil- ing, and he had to bite his lips in order not to smile himself as he walked up to me. "I can't find it. It isn't of any conse- quence I shan't look any longer," he said "Oil, but it would be such a pity to lose such a large stone, Mr. Reade " I said bold- ly. "I'll tell the gardener to hunt for it, a ^d Sam the boy, and " "No, no â€" indeed it doesn't matter." "And Jane the kitchen maid. Siie has sharp ees ;she might spend au hour or two hunting," I murmureJ confidentially, while he protested. And i thjn'k he began to suspect my good faith and we both got into such a giggling excited state that it was very difficult to go on t?lkiog. and I was glad wlien some of my fljiwers fell down and iMr. Reade had to P'ck them up, and we had time to gain a little of our kst comoosure. "You are fond of flowers. Miss Christie "' "Oh, yes But the best cf them'are over now the rain has spoiled them all." "The rain spoils a good many things hero." he said with EudJeu gravity. "You dou't lock nearly so well as you did a fort- night ago, Misa Christie, and 1 expect it is the damp of this plaee. You might aa well live in a cave, you know, aa in that house in a rainy season," he added, droppiu';; his voice. "Don't you find yourself that your health is affected by it " I hesitated. "It ii damp, I kno' hut it isn't half so bad for me, who am strong, as it ia for Mrs. Rayner or little Haicee." '"But they c.\n't help thcuiselves, poor things' while it lies in your own power whether you will put up with it cr not." "You mean tha' f ougl.t to go a«ay " "No, r.o, I dou't mean that," said he hasti- "But thit iiwhat you advised uic to do," said I looking up, surprised. 'Did I? Ah, yes? But, now that you have grown attached to â€" to â€" the place, and â€" and "vlrs. Rayner " "No, indeed, I haven't," I interrupi-ed. "I don't like her at .alb" "Well, to Hridoo, or the baby. You must have grown attached to sonaethiug or to somebody, or you wouldn't talk as .if you didn't want to leave the place," he said, with such a'orupt earnestuess as to be almost rude. "I like the house, in spite of the damp, and I love the garden even when it is a swamp, and 1 like Haidee, and Jsn^ the kitccen-raaid, and Mr. Riyner," Isaid qriet- ly- With nervous fingers Mr. Reade b; gan pl?.y\ng with his horse's bridle. "You like Mr. Rayner, you say Then I stippose our syrrpathies must be as far apart as the poles. For he seems to me the most iotolerable snob that ever existed, and s) se'.fish and heartless as to be almost otitoide the pale of humanity." Tnis tirade amazed n:e but it also made me angry. I could not iet him a'ou«e a per- son whom I liked, and who uad been cou- sistently kind to me, without protes*. '"You surely cannot jadgc him so well as 1, a memb'-r of the houe,ehoid," said I cool- ly. "Whether he is a snob or not I cannot tell, because I don't quite know what it means. Bat I do know that he is kind to his wife, and his children, and servants, and depini'.ents, aud " "Kind to his wife, do ycu say I should not call it kindness to shut up my wife in the darkest, dampest corner of a dark, damp house, until she is as spiritless and silent as a spectre, and then invent absurd lies to ac count for the very natural change in her looks and spirits." "What do you mean What lies " "The stories he told you about her when you fitst came. Ho would never have tried them on any one but an unsuspecting girl, and of course he never thought you would repeat them to me." "1 wish I hadn't ' said I iodienactly. "You have known Mr. aid Mrs. Riyner only during the three years they have lived here. Wliab proof have you that the thint^a he told me were not true " "No proof. M 88 Christie, but a man's com- mon sense," said he excitedly â€" "no more proof than ot another fact o! which I am equally certain, that he ia as surely killing his wile as if he were making her drink poi- son." "How dare you aay auch a thing?" I cried. "Yon have no right to utter it even if you think it. 5fou are giving way to the most cruel prejudice against a man whose only fault ia that he cannot contentedly lead the dull life hia neighbora do. I euppoae you think, like the Villagers, that to play the violiu is an impious action, and that it is a shocking thing for him to go to races." (to bs costikued. The Fishery Bounty of 1883 has been completely distribu'ed by the Department of Marine and Fisheries on the basis already announced, and the department have under eonaideratioa the bounty oi 1884 amcuntiie to f 150,000. EBBOBS OF THE PBESSf How a Newspaper Formaa Enllshteaea Che Profeasor. Profeaaor Hinderaey, has given up the idea of publishing a reform newspaper and has returned to the college, where he will reanme for a time, the work of teaching the language to young men who contemplate jonmaham. The profeaaor's newapapor ei. perienoe waa not pleasant and he only issued one edition of the Weekly liiad. He took the proof aheeta, after hia elaborate article had been set up, and read them carefully. Ha did not demand a " revise," and of course the foreman did not insist upon the extra precaution. When the paper came out, the professor discovered with horror that he had baen made to use many ex- pressions not at all consistent with grainmar. In a rage he called the foreman. " Look here " he exclaimed. "You make me say, 'have took.' and 'had saw.' I marked all cf those errors and told you tj see that they were corrected." Tae foreman looked at the paper for :, moment and replied: " It is enough to make a man swear." " It is enough to make an angel sv^car " 8i;orted the professor, " I'd sue 'etn," mused the foreman, mueh concerned and deeply grieved. " Sue whom 'â- * "The parties that soli you the presj." " What have they to do with it " "Why. sir, they sold you an incorrect press. No matter how your paper ia set up, its oorrectnesi depends on the way the press makes the impresoion, Y'ou might goalcu; for a year and not have a single error, i ni again, you might have ;i dozen iu a paragraph." "1 never heard of eujh a thing." aaid tii- professor in aatonishmeui, waverint; ia tirat mdefiuable credulity, the iuseparablo com- panion of impractical education. "Oil, yes," continued the foreman. "It's sr :n itliiujr that cat-hea the beat cf 'cm. \Valter,the great English newspaper :.jaa 'rnR for years trying to get at some rule by v,-ij,;ii all presses might be corrected, but ixM efforts only received the purple roi^p c: partial success, He couli correct the \V.,;lte. presses, but could do nothiac; wi h il;^ machines of other make. Hj had a area: deal of trouble, for cuce, just as he v-. as'c:c- gratulating himself, t'.e prcsj slipped a c:_ aud called the king a 'ocl aaa 'ibc tof, chatcolior a rtp.eili'.ou." 'â-  This ii mob' axtraerdiuary inforn itio;-,' said tile pi..ife3sor, â- thoroughJy conviu'.ed c; the artful foreman. " I thiak that I shai^- pr.-'p-.re a Iccu're on the errors of t'.e j.f;; â-  ••A good idea, si:-, the newipap;'.- i:.;i. a'.e loth to l^it tha pab;ic tuto vii:;:: coLlidenca." " Do ycu thi.js that cur press ^,iu 'j, corrected " " Not without great exrenb" You wo;.iJ have to get a man from Nert' Yerk ai.d n." • hiin largely." "i am sorry that I went into this t!.;-,. Won't you think yoa could take thcciii.. and after awhile p^y me what ycu thiun :t is worth." The res pcusibility V.-0..1! \j2 M\: Wl.,lLl^ tj " I kno'v that, but yc ara you not ' " "Ob, yes. I'll try.' " You have thed u great dcid ,jf ii^h: â- :,,, my hitherto darkened pjtinviy, and h:iv given me a new insight in^o mechanical philosophy. Assist me f urtlie- ::i goltiu \ir data for my lecture. .-^uJ. 1 v.-il! :;iak" yuu li present of the office." " It will require a deal of rojoareh ;;liuq_' books and mauuscrip.i stored in tbctrchive.' of typographical scjrccy, hut I'll uuJerta'.e the arduous labor." ' â-  My enlightening frie-d, hers is ii.y hr.nd, anel in after years, when I become famous â-  a great lecturer, remember that to you vr,' latch string cover hangs on the cutsidh 'â€" Arkaruaic Travdler. A llcjeoted Lover's Revenge, A singular tragedy is just renorted from Morehouse Parish, Louis:aui, just beyoua the state Hue. Two colored men, Simse- Ro'iVel! Lind S imuel Adams, were rivals for t)ie aifectiona of Ida L?wis, a beautiful octoroon, of a decidedly ccquettisli dis posiT^ion. Oae day last week Ida went to the c:'.bin of an aged negress living near her ov^rn house for the purpose of haviug her fortune told. The girl had had a little (juarrei with Rjwell, one of her lovers, a diiy or ttvo prior to the visit, and .he bribjd t!:: old woman to reveal certain things ^o I;i3, chief among which was the fact that she was destined to marry him (Rowell); and that if she refus3d cr objected, ahe waa to bo in- duced to drink a mixture of love philter, with which he had supplied the nearest. This programme was carried out when tho girl reached the hut; and _she loudly protested when told that Rowell was to bi her furur.' husband whereupon the woman co ixed he. to diink the preparation. Hiving swallo.v- ed it, Ida was suddenly seized with con- vulsions and died in about twenty m;uute Rowell Aid to the swamps, and is not llkelf to be apprehended. The evidencs agaiiv: him is clear and convincing. It is claimed lie paid the negress a silver trade doila* to aid him in carrying out his revenge. Rich Wives. Is 33 quite a mistake, say The Londof World, to suppose that moat Americans v:bo marry Eagiishmen are rich. A few are wtU- to- do, some half a dbzen are rich. L idy Harcourt has a large life income, a jointuie; but her sister, Mrs. Sheridan, had uo cousid- erable fortune. Mrs. Arthur Paget kS probab'y some day have £10,000 a year. The son of Lira Augustus L ,f tus is marrie-i to the daughtf-r of a, very rich Pciiadelpiiis lady. Lidy Hesketh will have a very Isr^'f fortune. Mis. Elward Bilfour probably has £100,000. Lidy Mmdeville ana Lui.v Libter Kays assurediy were not msrrie I"f money. Oa the other hand, many French and Germans hive rich Am-'-riciu wives The daughters of A-nerican Irish'ucn I'c: residents in Paris have married French p, "â-  dees. The daughters of Mr. F..^har, a l-y gooda man, married Italian nobles. S m- ladiea named L:e, the daughters of a Ne* York wholesale grccar, ha\o married lu'f' the creme de la crpmo of Germany. Oae i« the wife of Von M Jtke's allatUH, whjiSi in fact, the a.xoud in command of the army. j--*^' ^ittm ^. "^^^'l â-  â- â-  ^.i^ â- i;*^|^M^yJ^^ ' --A^. I'm liilaMliimm