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Chapter NumberXXXII - XXXIV
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Full Date1867-03-30
Page Number3
Word Count10262
Last Corrected0000-00-00
Newspaper TitleThe Brisbane Courier (Qld. : 1864 - 1933)
Trove TitleGrantford Grange
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WHEN MissHendorson returnod to the Grange sho found her young friond and pupil inexplica- bly altered in' both appearance and manner. Her cheeks, of late so pole, wore flushed with tho roses natural to thom. Hor oyes sparkled, and her lips had no longer the sad expression which had Bettled upon them for many days Yet under all this new ligbt-heartednoss, there was a flutter of anxiety, a sort of fearful tromor, which was manifest in glances and movements, and quick catehings of the broath, utterly unac- countable to the prim governoss.

Yet though her suspioions wero aroused, the lady could ascertain nothing. No one had been at tho Grange that ovening, so tho domestic whoso duty it was to open the door informed her when she questioned lum ; and even if there had been, there was nothing which could agi- tate her pupil, unless indeed, she had obtained news of Lionel Peyton.

The governess, spinster though she was, had a woman's heart, and guessed something of the


The fondness which Geraldine evidontly felt for tho little study, tho pallor of hor cheek when Lionel's name waB mentioned, and the earnest indignation with which she repelled overy thought or word which seemed to prove bim guilty, had linked themselvos into a chain Of evidence which, coupled with tho refusal of Simeon at the alter, told Miss Henderson half i tpo story.

\ Sho had too much delicacy even to wish to

know more.

"Under suoh sad circumstances, a woman must of course desire to keep such a secret," sho eaid to herself, and carefully forobore to question or remark.

That night she was particularly silent, and \t'retired early. Geraldine, for her part, could

scarcoly compose herself sufficiently to lio down upon tho pillow. Sho knew well tho import- ance of tho step she was about to take j and al- though she had no fear of Lionel's faith, or of her own heart, other doubts possessed her. What if, after all, some one, tempted by tho ro ward for Lionel's detection, Bhould discover and betray them ? What if the morning should bring tidings of his capture ? Wickod, wicked doubts, she murmured. I know the angels boro my prayer to Heaven. Ho will bo safo boneath God's care, for the Omnipotent knows that he

is innocent."

Yet though she soothed herself thus, thoro was still that lurking terror in her heart which kept her eyes from closing until dawn.

She had much to think of, OIBO, for it was ne- cessary to use somo stratagem in her visit to her lawyers, not only with a view of keeping her movements hidden from them, but because it was necessary that Miss Henderson should not bo aware even of her communication with the firm at that period.

It was a delicate littlo picco of polioy to get the good governess out of the way for tho day, but yet it waa possiblo, and at breakfast Geral- dine broached the subject.

"Miss Henderson, when did you ace Mrs.

Helmstono last ?" sho said.

"A week ago," ropliod the governess. " Mrs. Peyton was still with her ?"

" YOB, and likely to remain there It's very kind of the doctor, very."

" She likes you very much, I fancy." " To whom do you allude, my dear."

"Mrs. Peyton I mean. Excuso tho pro-


"An, Jurs, .foyton; yes, abo does like mo." "And (i/ilikes mo?"

" Oh dear, no." "

"She does, Miss Henderson. Poor Diok stood in her eon's place, you know, and though abo is my aunt, sho feela very much liko my enemy.

I do not entertain the leaat resentment. In- ' docd, I should Uko to make her life happier if possible ; but of course my visits would bo only an annoyance to her, I should csteom it a favor if you would call on her frequently in my place. To-day indeed. There are some grapoa which the gardener Bays must bo picked, and you could have a baskot of them put into the car- riage to take with you."

" I should esteem it a pleasuro, I'm sure," said Miss Henderson. "But what a gad-about I've been lately. I shall bo talked of, I know. I waa not quite sure but that Mr. Helmstone when ho read that passage from Soripture re- garding women being 'keepers nt homo,' did not glance at me. I've taken tea out five times this month, and Mrs. Holmstono always makes ono stay to tea."

" But you know this is for Mrs. Poy tou'B sake," said Geraldine. "Company keeps her from being too low-spirited, Mrs. Helmstone Bays."

" I'm sure I am not lively enough to raise people's spirite," aaid MÍBS HenderBon. " How- ever, I will go j as well early as late, I sup-


With this Geraldine acquiesced, and in an hour the governess was dressed, and the car- riage with its fragrant load of fruit rolled away from the Grange.

No sooner was sho gone than Geraldine ordered her horso to bo Baddled, and rodo away to her lawyers.

She found the head of the firm at home, and to him stated her business.

" I am going to Europe," sho said, " and probably may nevor return. Whatever I pos- sess I desire to haye BO arrangod that I need take no further steps concerning it, but can take it with me across the ocean, or have it sent to me aa I sholl Bee fit. At present my move- ments are to be kept secret, if you please, from every mortal 8ttve yourself, Mr. Grior."

The old lawyer luted his bushy eye-brows.

" This is a sudden resolution of yours, Miss Osprey," he said. "I was not awaro that you

had friends in Europe."

" I have, or shall have, ono very dear ono," said Geraldine. Then, taking a sudden resolu- tion, abo turned towards him. ,

"You know how people have'talked about the breaking off of my marriage," she said. "The course I took was the one which I should

take were the thiDg to be done over again, yet I dislike the notoriety. You can understand that I should prefer onothei placo where my private affairs are not known or talked of, Mr.

Grier." '

" Ah, that's it, is it ?" aaidMr. Grior. « Well, my dear young lady, you are your own mistress. But why Europe ? The United States are wide


Geraldine smiled.

"I may perhaps choose one of thom after all," she said. " But I am in haste. Can all be arranged by Wednesday ?"

"Perfectly," said Mr. Grier.

" I shall call on you on that day," said Geral-

dine. " You will, I know, speak of this visit to

no one."

Oh, certainly not," said the lawyer, " The affairs of a client are as sacred to me as the secrets of the confessional to a Catholic priest. Good-bye, my dear young lady, good-bye.

And he bowed as he opened the door for her, and watched her ride away on her splendid norse, pre-eminently graceful, as she always was

m the saddle.

" She'll be a catch for any one who is lucky enough to win her," said the lawyer, rubbing tus uandB. " Handsome, tolerably well off, and luli of Bpirit, sweet as she ia. I shouldn't won- der if all thiB, put together with that scene in cnurch, meant an attachment and another wed- ding. -Well, well, I hope, if I'm right, ahe will choose some one more worthy of her than the abominable, vulgar wretch whom abo boa jilted so cleverly. If it hadn't been for her brother's death, one might have laughed over it. Ho ! £a. I can't help smiling now when I remember

niB countenance."

And the lawyer took a pinch of snuff and sauntered back into his office to plunge at once mto business, and forget the affairs of his beau- tiful, client save in BO far as thoy must occupy him from a legal point of view.

There was no danger of any one receiving in tormabon of Miss Osprey^ movements from the reticent hps of Mr. Grier, who made a rule ,I!l-t0 comrait himself by tolling any body anythxng, and was a living sepulchre ofhis

cuonts' secrets.



GERALDINE reaohed the Grange long before tho governess returned, and in the opportunity afforded by her absence, Bet to work collecting her jewellery and valuables. She had, beside thoBe gifts of rings and pins young ladios' friends aro for ever bestowing, a valuable set of diamonds and mother of pearl, a watch presented to her by her uncle, and another, set with rubios,

whioh had beon her mother's. Her wardrobe waa vory ampio, and for Lionel's sake she de-

sired to tako it with her.

A largo travelling trunk she possessed she had wheeled out of tho deop wardrobe closet, and set to work rolling and folding garments so as to have all within the smallest compass. She had locked the door, to keep tho prying eyes of hor maid from observing her movements, and worked with an eagerness and quickness that cannot bo


Every article she put into tho deop receptacle Beemed to bring her a little nearer to Lionel. As ehe folded the handsome dresses, she said, over and over again :

"I Bholl not wear this till I am his wife."

And hor cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkled. Sho loft in the centre a littlo place for her mo thor'a portrait, and locked the trunk tho moment

it waa full.

Thora was much that sho must leave behind whioh sho would willingly havo taken with bur, but tho trunk and a earpot-bag were all she could hopo to convey, away seorotly.

Tho trunk was very heavy when she had dono, but tho rollers at tho bottom made it pos- sible for her to movo it back into tho closot, which Bhe locked aecuroly, keeping the koy about hor person. Then sho looked at the clock. So many hours to sunset ; another day almost gono. She was another day nearer


Mra. Poytou had proved herself unusually fretful and oxnoting that day, and Miss Hender- son returned full of accounts of her trying ways, and Mrs. Holmstone's forbearance. Sho talked more than usual, and Geraldino did not find it necessary to say much in answer. She made an excuao also for retiring early, and the next day took the excellent spinster ou a long walk to visit somo objects of charity in tho neighbour- hood. Sho was unusually liberal, almost boyond the bounds of discretion, in hor gifts, and tho spinstor romonstrnted.

" You need not give ao much," said she. "It might do more harm than good."

And Geraldine, speaking without considera-

tion, answered :

" It may bo tho last time, Miss Henderson."

" Tho loBt timo !" cried tho spinster. " Bless mo, you don't fool ill, I hope?"

Geraldine recollected herself at once.

"Lifo is not to bo depended upon," she said. "The youngest die suddenly; and when we have an opportunity of being charitable, we 8hould romomber alwaya that it may be tho last

timo for us."

" Very proper, certainly," said Miss Hender-


But sho looked a little puzzled. Such re- marks wero not often heard from tho young lips of Geraldine, and thoy sounded as though learned by rote.

"Howevor," thought tho governess, "Ishould rojoico cortainly to soo her become serious. Perhaps hor brother's suddon death has done


Tho two ladiea spent tho whole day out of doora, and in some way Geraldine managed fully to occupy all tho hours which lay betwe'en that time and the momentoua Thursday, of which sho thought continually. On Monday morning sho had hor little fortuuo in a portable form, in hor own hands, and all waa ready. The last scone of the drama was close at hand, and her râle in this woy by far tho most difficult.

She had purchased tickets for the journoy to New York by tho ton o'clock night train, and at nine had seen MÍSB Henderson safely shut up in her own apartment, evidently sleepy enough to warrant hor sound slumbers ; and now it was necessary to obtain tho co-oporation of somo ono who could drive. Tho old coachman was tho one she fixed upon at first ; but fear- ing IUB good intentions towards her might lead him to interfere to prevent her departure, sho rosolved to select o man who had arrived but a few wooka prior to her brother's death, and who was evidently one easily bribed to any- thing.

Ho was in the kitchen, and her greatest dif- ficulty waa in getting him out.

At last she decided to accomplish that feat boldly, and to send for him to move something heavy for hor.

Ho came lumboring up tho stairs to her room, and onco there she shut tho door and spread a tempting pile of silver and bank notes on the


" Would you like to earn that, Peter ?" she


" Yes, Miss," said Peter, with alacrity.

" Do mo a service and you shall have it," sho said. " You can get the keys of the coach

houso and Btable."

" YOB, Miss."

" You aro strong enough to lift that ?"

And_ sho opened the door of the wardrobe and pointed to the trunk. ' " Two on 'om, Miss."

" Very well. Get out somo vehicle which will carry me and that trunk to the railroad depot, and put the trunk upon it. Do it softly. Say nothing to any mortal. lam mistress here, and could do as I choose, but I do not wish to bo watohed. Bring -tho carriage back whon you havo driven me there, and let no one know that it has loft the Grange. You will not bo questioned if you behave prudently, and you

will earn this."

1 Poid boforehand ?" said the man.

' This moment," said Geraldine. " Take it and-mako all the haste you can."

The man picked up tho money, counted it, and pocketed it.

"Obliged to you, Miss," he said. "Very much obliged, I'm sure ; and I'll be mum. Ex- cuse mr, Miss, this looks like a elopement."

" Perhaps it is," said Geraldine.

" And the old lady ahaa't bo none the wiser for me," Boid Peter. I'll DO book in ten min-


And, slipping off his BIIOOS in the hall, he de- parted.

True to his word ho was back in ten min- utes. But though Geraldine kept her eye upon her watch, she could not believe but that an hour had passed, so great was her anxiety.

" No one heard you, Peter?" she asked.

"Not a soul, Miss," said the man. "I'd manage that when I was helpin' a young lady like you to her sweetheart, I reckon. Now tho trunk-it's full, miBS, that's certain; but I'm no weak chap. If I don't bump it, and mako a noise, I'm all right."

It was horrible to Geraldine to hear him creak down the stairs with his burthen, but evon that was over at lost, and seizing hor carpet-bag, which contained BO valuable a freight of jewels, papers and money, that, had the servant been aware of its contents, she could nover havo trusted herself upon the road alone with him at that hour, she hastened down after him, and was in the little vehicle in an


Then the man, mounting the box, drove cautiously awoy, at a funeral pace, until the Grange was some distance behind them. Then whirling along tho road at a speed commensu- rate with Geraldine's impatience.

On the road they possed Mr. Helmstone's gig. The clergyman hod been to visit a mem- ber of his flock who was very ill, and Geraldine Baw him stretch out his head and peer through the dimness with his glasses.

" Is that Peter ?" he asked aloud.

But the servant replied with alacrity ;

"Yes, sir. The ladies are at a party, and I I'm goin' for 'em." I

Probably Mr. Helmstone did not remark the trunk strapped on behind, and in a moment the danger was past. In fifteen more they wore at the depot.

Peter carried in the trunk, and Getaldine, letting down her veil, followed bim.

" Good-bye, Miss," aaid the man, " and good luck to you."

"Good-bye, and thonk you, Peter," aaid


And eo they parted. And in a shorter space of timo than it takes to write it, Geraldine

Osprey WBB on her journey toward happiness

or misery.

Sho could seo only joy in the goal for which Bho had risked BO muoh, if Heaven only boro hor safely to Lionol'8 armB. No matter what olso they endured, so they woro but with oach other they must bo happy.

She sat with hor face veiled, and hor heavy travelling cloak about her, tho objeot of eomt curiosity to her follow passengere ; and at laat sho almost wished she had not put down the veil, and doubled whethor it would not havo boon moro prudent to havo allowed hor faco to bo seon, No ono knew her in tho cor in whioh sho sat, and Bho would havo avoided all ap- pearance of myBtory.

A little later, however, she Baw reason to ro joico in her caution.

At Albany now passengers for Now York entered, and, as tho cora woro very full, found some diffioulty in finding seats. Ono-o-thick Bot follow, with a gipsy face-forcod bia way

towards her.

"Hero, young woman," ho aaid, "you'vo got a seat for your carpot-bog as well as your- self. Tako it off quick metro. I dou't stand no nonsense. I know my rights on theso hore roads ; wimmin or no wimmin, I'm goin' to

have 'em !"

And as she oboyed his mandato, Goraldino, with beating heart, recognized Sim. Blix.

Ho did not know. Ho could not tell, as sho sat there with her veil over hor faco, how she loathed his proximity; how she longed to thrust him from hor, and to mako hor escape from the ntmosphore ho breathed. But ho know thoro was a young woman who M oro a veil beside bim, and aa ho chow ed and spat enjoyed himself mightily at her oxponso.

" Pretty gal, ? " ho asked, in a wliispor. " Like to soo your face, may I ?"

Then, after awhile.

"Lor, how modoat! Couldn't you give a feller a poop ? I Bay, you'ro auro you an't a niggor, eh ? No colored persons allowed on these cars. Let's see you, or you shan't ride."

Once ho oven mado a feint of lifting hor veil, and her terror lest ho should discover hor, and sot a watoh upon hor movements, as ho was sure to do, grow terrible. Sho could not have born it long ; but, fortunately; whon thoy changed cara, ho disappeared. Goraldino strove to boliove that ho had loft tho train entiroly.

And now sho was freo to count the moments until hor arrival at Now York. Tho hasty meals taken by the way scorned long to hor ; and whon at last sho reached New York, she could havo knolt and kissod its stones for joy.

All danger seomod past. Sho ongagod tho first con voy anco whioh offered, and was driven to her destination-a little hotel at which, in hor uncle's lifotirao, she had boon acoustomed to Btop whenever sho visited tho oity.

AB the man stopped upon the stops to ro- coivo his faro, Goraldino, feeling that all neod of caution was past, put up her veil to toko the nionoy from hor purse. Tho sun shone full upon her faco, and a man who had just jumped from on omnibus ot tho corner, stood for a moment looking at it.

" By Jove," ho said, " it's Gorry Osprey ! By Jove, it is ! What doeB sho want here, I wonder? Hangber!"

And Sim. Bus grinding his tooth, muttered o curso os ho thought of that scone in tho church in which ho had out so misorablo a flgure. Ho shrunk out of sight in an instant, but soon his sharp wits suggested a thought to him.

"There's something in tho wind," ho said "This is sly work, this is, ol80 tho old maid would be along with hor. I'll koop an oyo on hor. Hang it if I don't believe ano Bat next to me in the car ; that's the veil."

And, in accordance with his résolution, Sim. kopt an eye on tho hotel.

Soon his curiosity was gratifiod. Ho saw Miss Osprey loavo tho houso with a gontloman saw her roturn and part from him at tho door.

Something in tho man's figuro ho seemed to recognize; but ho could not think cloarly at first in his rogo. Sho whom ho had almost mar- ried was now probably about to wod another. Ho felt doubly baffled, doubly insulted, when he Baw her walking with hor handsome lovor, whose great moustaoho and long, curling hair gave him a foreign air ; and horribly vindictivo waa bia heart aa ho clenched his hands, and ground his tooth.

" Shu's hor own mistress," ho said. " Sho has a right to marry any one she likes. I wish abo hadn't-I'd thwart her beforo I slept. I'll do it now if I con. There's ways to do most nnythin' if you only know how. I could mur- der 'em both ! I wish it wasn't agin tho law to do it ; I wish it wasn't dangerous-" and ho

swore a bitter oath.

How utterly tho lovers woro in his power ho never guessed ; for this, as our rcadors havo already discovorod, was Lionel Boyton, dis- guised by falso hair and board so that Geral- dine hardly reoognizod him ot first.

The lovers wero together once moro, aud the vessel in which they wore to sail started on Saturday-" La Bollo Amando," a Fronoh steamer, with a French captain and French

sailors. I

Once out of port they wero safe upon hor decks. On Friday-oh, ominous day! thoy were to be married. Lionel darod not use his whole name, but tho last was common enough, and ho trusted that this would onsuro the le- gality of tho ceremony.

A very old clergyman dwelt hard by, and to him he resolved to apply. Ho told Goraldino so, as ho parted from hor on Thursday ovoning, after a long, quiot walk. Thoy wero both very happy, and both unconscious of tho eager gaze of Sim. Blix, who was watching thom from the shadows with a jealous and vindictivo oyo.

When they parted ho followed tho young man, curious to know his dwelling place, ana to his surprise saw him ascend the stops of a residence which he knew to be a parsonage.

At first he stood puzzled.

"Hean't a minister," ho aaid-"don't look like one. Wait. I know : aho'a goin' to marry him, and he's collin' on the parson."

And ho remainod upon tho watch.

Soon Lionel re-appeared. Tho clorgyman

was with him.

" Good night, sir," aaid the young man.

"Goodnight," replied the clorgyman. " Well, I shall aeo you and tho young lady punctually at six. Good night."

And the door olosed.

Lionel had spoken but throe words, but those threo had betrayed him. The moment Simeon heard bia voice tho truth waa plain to him. Ho never forgot a voice.

" Thara it," ho panted to himself-that's it; I've got it now. It's him disguised. Ah, I might have guessed the Miss Nancy teacher chap was at tho bottom of it. That's why she wouldn't havo me; Bho wanted him. Well, well, my lady, I'm even with you now. If I'd had my choice of chancea, I couldn't have found a better one than this here-no, I couldn't. Ah, at six, punctually 1 Yes, my dear-I'll remem- ber the hour. I an't likely to forget it. By George, it's glorioua !"

And under cover of the darkness ho out a fiendish looking caper, not to be described, as he glared after the retreating form of Lionel, who, full of happy thoughts, walked alowly to the humble roof which eholtered his head.

| He could not help whispering Geraldine's

name over and over again. He could not help putting the hand which had clasped hers within his bosom. Ho could not help doing a thousand of those silly things which lovera do and hove done from time immemorial, and will continue

I to do while the world rolls on its way amidst

the heavena. Yet there was nothing light in his love for hor. It wos very deep, very pure, very perfect. Her happiness was his great aim, and when he thought that mingling his life with hera might sometime mar it, the golden hubble of joy broke, and ho grew sad again. Not for long, however. Ho had been too happy. It was too great a thing to know that sho was his.

" Nothing stall ever trouble her," said Lionel, in the great sufficiency of o lover's aoul. " I will shelter her from every wind that


So he fell to sleep, dreaming auch glorious dreams; waking with the down as children wake, utterly lijht-heartedand fearless.

He sang as ho dressed himself. He flung up the window, and breathed in the aweet early morning air.

" It is a glorious day," he said to himself; " the very day for a wedding."

Thon ho kissed his hand to tho invisiblo spirits who hover about lovors, and bade them " take tho kiss to Geraldine."

He WOB bosido himself with joy. She had forbiddon him to como to her until tho hour which was appointed for thoir wedding, and ho amusod himsolf by going to tho dook to look at La Bollo Amando, making ready for her voy- age ; by going back to his lodgings, and gazing over roofs and chimneys, towards tho quarter whore tho hotel stood, from his high window j and at last by attiring himsolf for tho ceremony.

Lionol was always noat in bia dresa-to-day ho mado WB toiletto daintily. No girl could havo been moro careful. True, ho had no fino wedding garraonts ; but ho waa ono of thoso people who can take tho ovory-day coat off and put it on again liko a holiday one.

AB divosting his faco of tlio falso board and moustache, he rogarded his own proper corni tonanco in tho mirror, tho happy expression of lip and oyo struck him pleasantly. " Not such a bad looking fellow after all," ho thought, mid laughed aloud-o groat, boyiBh lough, that tool: him baok to his schooldays. Since that happy timo ho had novar been so light-hearted.

Evon when ho ro-aseutned his diagui«o it was rather as ono might put on a masquorading eos tumo, in a merry mood, than as a doomed man might Book to hido hia faco from thoso who woro hunting him to death.

For tho first time sinco his knowlcdgo of tho charge against him ho had forgotten all its ignominy and peril. Ho had no doubt-not the shadow of one-but that thoy two-ho and his best beloved Geraldine, BO Boon to bo his wife-should Bafoly cross tho soa togethor, and find in tho foreign land to which thoy woro bound a safo and happy sanctuary. Evon bright dreams of auccoasinlifo, of comforts and luxurioB won by the toil of brain and ai-m, hov- ered around him. Lifo was soon only through golden glass, and tho air ho breathed was


Wo havo all had thoso momonts of great joy, which, some bolievo, always pressage tho great-

est sorrows.

At n quarter to six ho loft his room, and went with quick stops down tho stairs and to- wards tho hotel whero Goraldino awaited him. Ho found her ready. Hor dress was not a wed- ding-dress, of courao ; but Goraldino was too muoh tho woman to hayo boon quito able to for- bid horsolf all holiday-attiro on Buch an occasion. Sho lookod hor loveliest and her happiest. A few momonts only woro lost in whisporod words, whioh might sound far from wiso, perhaps, if writton boro, but which, novortholoss, aro ut- tered by all lovors at somo time, if thoy aro roally lovors at all. Sho took tho precaution of letting hor voil down over hor face, and then leaning on Lionel's arm loft tho hotel. It was a lovely day ; and tho old proverb sayB, " Happy is the brido whom tho sun sliincs on," Goraldino took tho sweet sunshine and tho balmy air for a good omen, and olung to hor lover s arm fondly. Whon thoy stopped at the parsonage, no young couplo about to bo united undor the most favorablo aud coinmonplaco circumstances could havo worn moro peacefully happy faces. The girl who oponod tho hall door said to hor follow-sorvant that it " did hor good to look at thom."

Thoy woro loft alono in the pretty parlor a few minutos, nnd thon tho clorgyman, his wifo and niaidon nuufc ontorod togothor. Tho ladios bowed courteously to tho brido, and thoy inter- changed somo pleasant commonplaces boforo the old gontloman aroBO to porform the coro


Onoo boforo hnd Goraldino heard thoao first words of tho marringo sorvico. Sho thought of

that hour now with a shuddor of horror. Sho

always should BO think of it all her lifo lo»g, Now how sweet the words sounded to her oars ¡ how gladly sho promisod to lovo, to honor and oboy tho husband whom her hoart had choson. Tho coromony wont on quietly; towards its closo tho ring was put upon hor fingor. Tho old man's lips had sealed tho compact with Ilia wordB ! Whom God has joined let no mau put aBunder," and her husband's first kiss waa on Gearldino'a trembling Ups. Sho was hia until death Bhould thom part ; his, and his alono.

As alio turned hor chook toward tho motherly old ladios, who had steppod_ forward to aaluto tho brido in thoir womonly kindness toward tho friendlosB young orenturo who had told thom, truly, that sho was on orphan, tho door-boll of tho parsonage rung with a loud, sudden poa!, and in a moment the servant put hor head m at

tho door and called :

" Master !"

Tbo clorgyman stopped forward.

" What'a tho matter, Ann P" ho asked.

" Some drunkon mon, I think, sir," said Ann, " Thoy will como in."

"YOB, by --, wo will," shouted a voico from tho poroh. " You can't koop us out, par


Tho old gontloman went to tho door, whioh tho girl had held against tho outsidors with hor niuaoular arra, and oponed it. There woro four mon on tho porch, one iu plain clothes., tho rost in the drees of policemen,

" What do you want, gontlemon P" ho askod, quietly.

One, the one in citizen's attira, bogan to blus- ter, but tho officer nearost the door roplied quietly :

" Wo hnvo a warrant for the arroat of o per- son now boneoth your roof."

"You must bo mistaken, gentlemon," said tho pastor.

" This gentleman saw him enter holf-an-hour ago."

"Impossible. Thoro is no stranger in my houso, to my knowlodgo; oxcopt, indeed, a young couple whom 1 hayo just united in tho holy bonds of matrimony."

Tho man in citizen's dress set up a coarso laugh.

" That's him," ho said. "Hia name ia Peyton. He's in disguise, but I know him in a minuto.

Lot us in ?

" I havo no wish to provont your entronco," said tbo clergyman. " I hopo it is nothing se- rious. He seems a very amiable young man."

It's murder, that's what it is," said the man who had addresecd him, and who was no othor than Sim. Blix, as our readors doubtlosa know. " He'd hove boen hung a yoor ago if tho low had had its courao. Thoro, now, get out o' the way, will ye ?"

At the word " murder," tho old clorgyman had staggered back against tho wall, and now stood quite motionless with terror, as tho four mon passsd him. None of them hod spoken loudly, ond all that those within the parlor had hoard had been a murmor of voices. Thoy know nothing of what was going on until the door waa flung open, and the threo policemen entered, foUowed by Sim. Blix. The momont

Geraldine saw the faco of tho latter she know the truth, and with a fearful scream flung her- self into Lionel's arms ; while the other ladios stood motionless with alarm.

" That's your mon," cried Sim., pointing to Lionol with his coarso thumb, and grinning with malicious exoultotion. " Toko off his wig and thom mustaches, if you want to seo him, You're in for it now, my tutor. You'll awing, at last !" and the fiend absolutely roared with


Even the policemen looked a little shocked. Tbo taller of the three advanced quietly to


" It is our painful duty to toko you_ into cus- tody," ho said. " You will como with us with- out useless reaiatanco, I know."

Lionel had given one glance at tho door, one thought to flight ; but his good sense at once told bim that it would not avail him, that it would only make the scone more torriblo to


" Yes, I will go with you," ho said, as one might have answered a summons to the grave. " But, for this lady'B sake, I implore you to create no unnecessary publicity. She is my


AB he Bpoke, Lionel laid aside tho useless disguise with which ho was encumbered, and stood with his own handsome face fully re- vealed. He had put one arm about Goraldine's waist, and held her tenderly against his bosom, where she hid her pallid face.

Tho man who had addressed him gave a sort oí gasping sigh. Never in his life had he been so loth to do his duty. Ho was always tender to women ; and that clinging figure bathed in tears smote him to the heart. Besides, he was an excellent judge of men, and in the proud,

sad, sensitive foco of Lionel, Poyton ho could not seo the murdoror. No unprojudiood mortal could. Tho other men wero loss ponetrating ; they were the mero ordinary tools of the law. A warrant against any man was always proof Buffioiont of his guilt in thoir oyes.

One of them wont to the door and whistled up a cab whioh was waiting. Another pro- duced a pair of handcuffs.

" Wo will not need thoso, I think," aaid tho first oflloer. " The gentleman has promiaed to

itako no rosistanoo.

" I sholl koop my word," aaid Lionol.

Thon two of thom took his arms in theirs, and turnod toward the door. Goraldino ut- tered a faint soroam. Simoon flashed o wioked glance of triumph at hor. Ho carno close to her, and though olio shrunk from him, hissed something in hor oar. No other in tho room boord it, but every word fell Uko moiton load upon hor heart.

" Ah, ha, miatross !" ho whisporod. " Tit for tot is fair play. You broke up my weddin' and now I'vo broke up yours. Whon you thought, too, you'd managed things so finoly. I told you in tho church I'd havo my rovongo, and I've got it."

For ono moment tho beautiful woman quailed and tromblod; then sho turned towards him, tlushod with passiona'o tondoruess for tho mau whoso name silo boro. Beautiful in hor saored omotion as an angel could havo boon,

" Yos," sho said-" yes, you havo hunted lum to tho death. You havo accomplished your end at last, but you cannot unsay tho words that havo boon said-you oannofc mako mo loss hiB wifo. Whoro ho goos I will go, where ho lives I will live, nnd whoro ho dios, thoro will I bo buried, and all tho calumny and Boom tho whole world can cast upon bim can- not mako ino doubt him. I know him to bo innocent, and in this world thoro is some ono who knows it ft8 woll as I-somo ono on who80 soul lies tho weight of two murders-tho poor ohild's and this, my husband's."

Sho spoko like ono inspired. Hor oyea floBhed lightning upon tho man boforo hor, and he, superstitious aa thoso of his race always aro, and knowing tho real truth as ho did, quailed and troubled. Tho ohango in his faco was manifost to oil. Crafty as ho was, Simoon Blix: was an arrant coward, and for tho inomon was tho viotim of tho most abjoct terror. Ho shrunk away from the beautiful oroaturo who addressed him, and sho, turning to the officer noarost hor, said :

" I must go with you. My placo is by his

side, now."

Lionel grasped hor hands.

" Nay, darling," ho said. " Think what my fate must bo. Bottor sovor yoursolf from my disgraco. The law will hold you froo. In its oyos I am already a dead man.

*' Tho law. It is not of tho low I think," abo gasped-" tho unjust law, that dooms innocent mon to tho foto bf guilty ones. Hoayon has joined us, Lionol, and no man can put us asun- der,"

Thoy had not tho heart to do it-thoso stal- wart mon that looked upon tho young wife; and when tho flying train boro Lionel Poyton back to tho scono of all his sorrows, alio wont with him-no thought in her mind save lovo for him and ti'UBt for him-no quailing at tho thought of tho Angora whioh would bo pointed at hor as o folon'a wifo-only tho groat hope in hor truo heart that bittor as tho days to como must bo, hor love and trust might lighten thom a little to hor husband-her tondornosB Booth him, oven in tho dark valley of tho shadow of

doath. _____



WHEN little Otho waa carried back into tho town, it was in a stato of perfect unconcioua noss. Ho know nothing of hia recognition by thoBo who oamo into tho depot to look nt him, nor of tho inossago sont at onco to tho tont of tho cirouB ooinpany that tho loBt ohild WOB found. As soon as it roaoliod the spot, o woman was sont to bring him back, and abo, being of a dra- matic turn of mind, acted tho part of an anxiouB mother to tho hfo, and sot hor audionco to cry- ing by hor lamontations and 8woona, and pro tcstations that tho ohild waa tho solo treasure of hor life. Sho took him back to tho tent with great speed, and thero the joy at seeing him once moro waa immonao, not for lovo for him, but bocauso Mr. Gingor was absont, and had confided hia juvenile star to the caro of tho company gonorally, on penalty of instant dis- mission if ho oamo to harm or oscapod thoir vigilance.

For a fow days thoy woro in somo anxiety concerning him, but at last his reason returned, and his strength with it. Ho was palo aud weak, but for thoir own sakés, tho company potted and fed him into somo likonoss of his former solf, and whon tho raanogor returned, his first quostion, " How's tho young un ?" was answered by a chorus of tho assembled Company by "All right, air," in an onorgetio and poaitivo manner, whioh proved to the aouto Gingor at once that all was wrong.

" What's boon bappenin', hey P" ho shouted, flinging amongst his satellites a sharp glance. " Como, now, out with it."

"Nothing in tho world," ropliod Mademoi- selle, smiling. Alas! her BUiilo waa not so fascinating as when, sot off with rouge and chalk, it glearaod upon the audience in some " daring aot of horsemanship " within the ring. The manager wos not moved by it.

" Well, to toll the truth," said tho clown, " the foot of tho matter is, tho little imp tried cutting it. If it hadn't a' boon for our-our unparalleled Bagaoity," ho continued, as tho big wordB on the bill carno to his hoad, " we'd hove lost him out and out. HO'B back, though, and BO you needn't frot, Manager."

" By tho Lord Harry, I thought ho wasn't when you bogan," gasped Mr. Gingor. " Well, I hopo it didn't interrupt tho performances."

" It did not interrupt tho performances, ex- actly," aaid tho clown. " But-tho child on't appeared sinco."

" Hey ?" oried tho manager.

" Ho an't boen oble to appear since," repeat-

ed tho clown.

" I'll moko him ablo," shouted Mr. Ginger, " Where is tho young humbug P I'll break his legs if ho won't use 'em."

Mademoiselle, who had, after all, a good deal that was womanly in her composition, gave a

little scream.

"I can't hayo the child hurt," sho cried. " At least, I moan to say, your own judgment won't allow you to do him any harm, Mr. Gin- ger. He's really ill. Whon I was a girl nt homo, and a very different oroaturo from what I am now, I had a little brother who died of heart disease. This child has got it. The doctor said BO, and I know it. Rest will do him good-nothing else; and of course, for your own sako, you'U want to havo him well. Just considor, I beg and pray, Mr. Gingor."

"You're a regular soft one, Mademoiselle," said Mr. Gingor-" as easy took in as a bobby. Of courso ho s shamming. He'll take a turn when be sees mo. Fetch him, some of you ;" and, obedient to the mandate, Otho was brought into the presonce of his master.

" By George, he is pale," said the manager. "Haveyou been starving bimP Where's his fat ? However tho thinner tho spryer. I Bay, young man, you're to be ready to go on to- night. I've como back, and you know what I


"Yes, sir," said Otho, with a forlorn gasp which mado Mademoiselle sigh. "But I'm very weak. I'm tired all the timo, and my breath is half gone sometimes."

" He'll make an actor, that boy will," said the manager. " Now, hunt up your breath and have it in your pocket when night comos. I

won't stand no foolin'."

But despite his words, his hoarfc misgave him that the star of his company was fading, and thai Mademoiselle was right.

That night proved that the child WOB not feigning illness, for in his first effort to ride he fainted away.

The audionco were kind, however, and many

messages were sent in about the pretty little j

fellow, whom every woman in Edgefield would

have liked to havo had for her own child, and | with whom all the little girls wero innocently in


In any case, he was still, " a card " to Mr, Gringer, and as the days passed on his strength returned, and he rode a little and danced a little, and seemed to be none the woree of it.

Only the little friondloss oreaturo know what a heavy pain thoro waa over his heart, and how aomotimoa it would boat wildly, and at others Boomod to stand quite still. ' Tho horrible ox citeinont, and the fearful race up tho track after tho screaming ongino, had dono what never might be undone again.

Suppressed emotion is a horrible thing for tho heart, it ÍB said, and every momont of Otho's lifo was full of foar, and anger, and craving for freodom, whioh ho dared not oxpross in words, whioh, if Mr. Gingor could havo un- derstood, would havo fillod him with pity, hard as ho wa?. Cruol pooplo aro gonorally oruol booauso they are obtuso. , ,,

Just at that time, whon Otho was boginning to rocovor strength, thoro might havo boon found amongst tho audionco at tho circus tont a dappor little goutloiuan, who rogardod tho performances with intonso intorost. Ho had travoiled with Mr. Gingor on his lato journoy, and had had a good doal of talk with tho man- ager about his civous company, his wonderful little star, and othor professional matters. It was Mr. Ginger's opinion that ho was not un- usually brilliant, and that ho waa a rich young follow wasting his money as silly, rioh young

follows will.

Whon he saw him nmongat the audionco for tho first time, the managor had bowed to him, and ho had returnod tho bow. You and I, lind wo boon thoro, would hoyo kuown Hagar at a glance, and would havo soon tho anxious look she cast at tho palo child doing his best to avoid blows and punishment bokind tho BOOUOB. No ono olso guessed, however, but that tho young gontloman was aotually what ho aoomod.

Onoo whon tho child was being bookonod to and kissod hy half tho womon who had boon admiring him, this youug dandy was soon to bookou also. Tho ohild wont to him, and as ho did so, a hand soizod his aud o voioo whis- pered !

" Don't say anything loud. Road what's in tho pnpor and hido it from thom, and don't show thom anything but tho shilling."

And Otho, in great surpriso, felt his Angora shut upon a ooiu and a bit of papor.

Au hour after ho found a ohaucc of looking at tho latter unsoon. It wos oovorod with writing, or rather with words ooarsoly formod, by. printing lottora, and ho deciphered this :

" My little lad, koop up a good hoart. Tilia elion't last long. Your gipsy mammy has found you and sho'll havo you soon. If you soo mo don't lot thom know you ovor BOW mo boforo, or I'll novor got you away,"

Whon tho mooning of thoao worda rushod upon tho boy's mind ho trombled with joy. HÍ8 little face lit up wondofully and his gipsy oyes glittered.

All tho hopo ho hod forgotten como book to him. Ho felt porfect confldonoo in tho promiso of roloaso, vaguo as it was, and waited pa- tiently. Indood ho was glad to ride around tho ring next day, for ho liopod to hoar furthor nowa. Nothing hopponod, however, until night, whon, after tho closo of tho proformancos, tho little dandy who hiid boon tho object of niuoh discussion in tho company, saunterod iu to talk to Mr. Gingor, admiro the horsoa mid oust glaucos at the womon, who tried vainly to bluBh. At last ho como to littlo Otho, and put his hand upon his bushy ourls.

" This is tho wondorful littlo follow," ho said -"Tho admiration of tho village I'vo takon quito a notion to him. Lot mo toko him to got Boroo candy. You'll go with mo. won't you, littlo boy ?"

Mr. Ginger intorposod.

"Bog pardon, sir," ho said, "hut wo don't

lot him leave tho tent. Wo havo our roasona. If you're kind onough to give him candy, ploaso bring it in your pookot. Ha, ho ! oxouso mo."

"Aw, cortainly," said the visitor ¡ "but woolly if ho don't go out he'll loso his hoalth,

won't ho ?"

" Tho riding ia snfiloiont oxoroiso," said tho


" Aw, to bo suro j I'm fond of riding myBolf. Do you know I'vo sot my hoart on riding one of your horses-tho blaok ono ?"

" A fino horso to rido," aaid Mr. Gingor ; " but, you see, wo aro not in tho habit-thom

horses aro delicate."

"I'd pay you for tho privilogo," said tho dandy, becoming boyishly oxoitod on tho sub- ject. " Wouldn't fivo dollars pay you for fivo minutos' uso of him, just round tho ring P"

Mr. Gingor was sure tho young man waa a little wanting in common aenao, and grinnod as ho aoquieacod. Tho whole company onjoyod tho joko oxtromoly, and oU na8omblod to BOO tho littlo dandified gontloman rido tho blaok horso very qulotly and harmlessly about tho ring.

" Protty good for an amateur ?" ho oskod, ond Gingor, convulaod with supprossod morrimont,


" I hopo I haven't injured him," nskod tho

young mau.

" Not in the loaBt," said Mr. Gingor.

" I'd poy for him if I had," said tho young mau. " Good night. Tbo wild Arab steed of tho desert, an't ho? It'B something to have riddon tho wild Arab steed. Good night."

" What a soft follow that ÍB," said Mr. Gin- gor, as ho pockotod the fivo dollar bill. " How unovouly brailia and money is diatributed. Now thoro's him, no doubt, with a fortín, and hero's mo as much as I con do to moko a livin' out of a confounded unapprooiativo world, with a stupid company that hasn't sonso onough to draw. Bah! it an't foir 1" And the manager retired to his roposo, littlo knowing that in an inadvertent momont tho gipsy mothor had found opportunity of whispering to hor child, " my littlo lad," in a way that told tho acute ohild the truth at ouoo. Ho know hor now, and all in the tout wondorod at tho now Btrongth whioh seemed to como to him.

"Tho young un is gotting well," said tho manager, and poor Madomoisollo wipod away a tear as she saw tho littlo oreaturo "looking

uko himself."

The next night but ono, the visitor who hod occasioned so much morrimont carno to tho tent once moro. Again ho paid for tho privi- logo oí riding tho blaok horso around the ring, but at the end of tho timo did not dismount. Instead ho beckoned to Otho.

"Got up hero, littlo follow, and rido with mo," ho said, and tho child obeyed at once.

Tho horso aot off slowly, and tho dandy bont his hoad to look at lib Btirrup. AB ho did BO ho whispered in Hagar's voioo :

" Hold fast to mo my littlo lad ; we'll have a hard rido before wo've done with it."

Thon with a suddon accossion of spood ho turned tho horse's head toward the éntranos of

the enclosure and galloped out into tho open


" Can't allow that !" cried Mr. Gingor.

" He's run owoy with!" cried Mademoiselle. Tho company rushod to the door en masse.

Fast and furious along the road rushed the

block horso with its two riders.

" They'll bo killed !" cried Madomoisollo.

"Blaok Ned ÍB o devil."

But tho manager uttered an oath.

"It's riding, and splendid riding too," ho said. " They're not boing run away with. It's a plan to got tho boy. I always knew thoro was danger. Quick, after thom ! A horso ! Any- thing you oak to tho one that catohes thom !"

Tho mon flow towards the apot whoro th° horsea woro stabled, but' in tho excitement thoro waa great confusion and dolay. Boforo they wero fairly in pursuit Hogar had gainod a groat advantage over them.

It was Hagar now ; sho spoke in her own voice and looked at her child with her great glowing gipsy oyes.

" Hold tight to mo, my darling, my littlo lad, my little ill-used lad. Thoy shall suffer who did this. Thoy knew little of mo if thoy thought

I should not find him."

Thus she whispered, glaring over her shoul- der, as she ended, at the sole pursuer who had gained on her-Mr. Ginger himself who had

left nil others far behind.

She urged her howe to a faster gallop, but he carno on as fast. And now sho could hear him through the quiet country night :

" Stop, or I'll fire ! Stop, if you valuo your


i She looked back again. The manager al- ways carried a pistol at his belt, and in hia wrath he bad taken aim at her. Perhaps be only meant to frighten her at first-Heaven I knows. But with a weapon in bia hand, and ? anger at his hoart, oxcited by the chase, and

desperate in his fear of losing ¡tho child, thoro was littlo opportunity for rofleotion upon the oonsoquencos. Ho only felt moro and more posi- tively as he gallopod on that ho must bring the flying figuro to o pauso or loso sight of it at last, and his finger touohed tho triggor.

" Stop, or I firo!" ho yelled again, but no of feot was produced.

Then a loud report filled the air and a bullet whistlod across tho space botwoon the flying

riders. . i

Tho UDacoustomod sound and tho flash, so olose to his handsome head, alarmed tho ani- mal which Mr. Gingor rode, and roaring and plunging in a manner whioh would have un- seated any but tho most praotisod ridor, ho dashed away up a fork of the road, resisting all attempts to chook his mad oaroer, until it was too late for Mr. Gingor even to traoo the path by which Hagar and her child had vanished, and after vonting his wrath in language not to bo rocordod hero, tho oircus manager rode back to his tont, whoro hiB frightened om ploycoB flod boforo him liko ohaff before the


Hogar and tho boy rodo on after tho shot had boon firod with redoubled speed. With the re- port Otho had seen hia gipsy mothor bond for ono momont low over the horao'a nook, shield- ing him, aa ho sat boforo her, with hor beauti- ful bust and sbouldors, and had felt hor shiver all ovor, aa with a audden pnng. But sho sat bolt upright a momout altor and urgod tho black stood on again.

" Thero is no ono bohind us, that I can seo," sho said, glancing ovor hor shoulder. " Look


" Nobody," said tho ohild.

" Look again, littlo lad ; mammy's eyes are growing dim."

" Nobody is riding on tho road but you and I, manimy," Bnid the ohild.

" Do you BOO a rook eloso by with treos bo

boBido it ?"

" Yes ninmmy."

Hagnr's hoad bogan to droop, tho arm about

hor child's arm to tremblo.

" Oh, if I cnu only roaoh thom," sho gasped. " My littlo lad, my littlo lad."

Sho drow tho child closer to hor, and as sho did so something wot and hot spirted against

his cb cok.

" Mnminy," ho oriod, in terror, albeit he did not know why ho should bo frightonod. " Mam- my, your dross is wet-oh, mammy !"

Tho dark head drooped lowor ¡ it roBtod on

tho child's shouldor now.

" My lad, whistlo throo times and coll Nat as loud aa you can," sho gaspod.

"Who ÍB Nat?" nakod tho boy.

" No matter--call him."

Hor voieo was fainter atill ; her whole frame was y ¡olding.

Alarmotl still moro hy this, Otho hesitated ono moment, and thon gavo a shrill whistlo.

"Not!" ho oriod-" Nat !" Thoro was no answer.

" Again," whisporod Hagar.

" Nat !" sorcninod the ohild.

Almost as ho spoko, tho gloom of a lantern was visible bohind tho rock, and o dark figure slouohod stealthily from ita shadow.

Aa ho oamo noaror, tho ohild saw that it be- longed to a man of perhaps sixty, whoso dark skin and glooming oyes told plainly that ho be- longed to tho gipsy raoo.

" All right !" ho askod.

"No one IIOB followod ua," said Hagar. " Tako tho boy."

Tho man oboyed ; bul as ho swung tho lau torn high his faco assumed a startled look.

"What's the matterP" ho askod. "You're as palo as doath."

" Thoy fired after us and I'vo boen hit," said Hagar. "Lot tho horso freo; ho'll go back

homo. And-if I dio-take my boy to Aaron ; . -toll him for my sako-"

Hor last words died suddenly into silonoo, and abo foil forward into tho gipBy'a arms, bathod ia blood, in a douth-likt swoon.

Tho momont ho was froo from his burthen, and tbo roins flung ovor his nook, tho blaok horso tossed up his hoad and rushod at a furious gallop book upon tho path by which ho had como ; and, bidding Otho follow, tho gipsy boro the BOHBOIOBS form of Hagar bohind iho rook, whoro a covorod carb was in waiting.

" Lend a hand, lad," ho said to ono who stood thoro holding tho horsos. " Tho girl is hurt. Wo must got to old Ham's placo os soon as wa can. Sho's vory bad, I think. In with you, my littlo ohnp, and don't blubber, or you may make thom hoar who'd bo dangerous."

As ho apoko ho lifted Hagar into the waggon, drew Otho down besido him, lot down tbo glazed curtain at tho baok of tbo waggon, and whispered tho drivor

" All ready."

Thon tho waggon movod on, tho ohild fooling in tho darknosB for his mothor's hand, and find- ing it cold and impassive DB marblo.


TALK as you will of the " sovoroignty of the whito raoo, thore aro no sovereigns like the yellow ones.

A LOVER is a drunken man. Time makes him sobor, nnd ho wondors at the mistakes of his rooling imaginotion.

A KITTEN should bo always kopt whoro thoro aro children ¡ whon thoy nre tired of pulling its tail, thoy can put it in thoir fatbor'a boots.

" MoinBR, Baid a littlo square-built urchin about five yoars old, " why don't tho teacher mako mo a monitor somotimoa ? I can lick oVory boy in my class but ono !"

AN ERRATUM.-Miss Fudge, in her hiatory of tho Fudges, snys that

" Though nu angol should wrlto, 'tis dovlla must print,' And gives tho following instance of tho havoo mado by tho printer in ono of hor offusions:

But nwook or two slneo, in my Odo upon SprJnsf,

Which I mount to havo mado a most beautiful thing,

IVhoioI talkodof tho "dow-dropsfroin freshly blown


Tho nasty things mado it " from froshly Mown nosos." ON tho foiluro of two bankers in Ireland, Gonno and Going, some wag perpetrated the following :

doing and Gonno aro now both one,

Tor Gonno Is Going, and doing Is donne!

AN AWAKENING PBEACIIBR.-" Jenny," said a Scotoh minister, stooping from his pulpit, " have yo got apreonfapm) about yo?"-"Yes, minister."-Thon Btick it into that sleeping fuil by our Bido."

CARLYLE said to on ardent young gentleman who burned with a desire to seo himself in print, "Be advisod by mo, young man; don't take down the shutters boforo thoro ÍB something in

tho window."

AFTER giving Sandy cortain directions about kirk matters, tho minister sniffed once or twice, and remarked, " Saunders, I foar you hove boon ' tasting' this morning." " 'Deed sir," repliod Sandy, with the coolest effrontery, set off with a droll glance of his brown eyos-" 'deed, sir, I was just gain' to observo I thocht there was a smell o' spoerits among us this mornin'."

SOME morohants wont toan eastern sovereign, and oxhibitod for solo several vory fine horses. The king admired thom and bought thom ; ho moreover gave the merchants a lae of rupees to purohaso moro howes for him. The king ono day, in a sportive manner, ordorod the vizier to mako out a list of all the fools in his dominions. He did so, and put his majesty's name at the hood of them. Tho king askod why. Ho re- plied, "Because you intrusted a lae of rupees to ¡mon you don't know, and who will never como back ?" " Ay, but Buppose they should come baok ?" " Then I shall erase your namo

and insert theirs."

JOSE BILLINGS ON MOSQUITOES.-We are told that thero want eny thing made in vain ; this is sum BO, but how thoy wero put together I never could tell ; and thoro is one commersholl peculiarity about tho muskeotor trade, and that is, tho supply always exceeds tho demand, and yet the produksion is not diminished ; I kant understand this no how. Thoy are horn of poor but industriaua parints, and are brought up with great care under the auspices of somo of our first families. _ They have some im Íradence, and don't hesitate to stick their best rienda with a bad bill. Thoy have abo con aummit kurrago. I havo known a singlo muskeeter to fite a man and his wife alLmte long and draw the first blood. It is very easy to MU musketoze when you kan. But in strik- ing thom you are vory apt to hit the placo where thoy recently waz. They ore cheerful

little critters, singing as they toil. ¿s,