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The Second Love.
‘“Isn’t she lovely 2"
Tom Charlesworth spoke out enthu-
siastically with a vivid flash of his
dark gray eye and a singular softness
to his voice, His was a nature not
often stirrad but very deep sand earn-
eat ; and Fernand Wallace looked into
his tace and wondered with & half
smile how it would seem to feel things
below the mere surface denth.
He was very handsome, this Fer-
nand Wallace, with soft, treacherous
eyea, features like the Apollo Belvidere
and a lute sweet voice; and Tom
Charlesworth, who read every one
according to the keynote of his own
ncb'e nature, love i him as if they had
been brothers,
“She is well enough. Nose just a
trifle too short and the lips too full,
but o herwise what the world calls
beautiful. So you are hard hit my
boy, eh ?”’ said Wallace debonairely.
“I love her dearly, and God willing
I will be a good husband to her, and
you had better remain to be my best
man. [tis hardly worth while to re-
turn to Kxeter for three weeks,” said
Tom, in the quiet unimpassioned voice
that meant so much.
“Well, perhaps you are right, old
fellow,” sald Fernand Wallace, but
any one a trifle more observant than
Tom would have noticed that the
handeo ne, restless eyes evaded his
gaze with strange subtlety.
“Do you heur, Elise ? Fernand will
stay to tne wedding. I knew we
should persuade bim!” sald Charles.
worth exultantly.
Elsie Mordaunt looked suddenly up
from the fancy work with which she
was idling mechanically, and some-
thing wild and piteous in her gez: at-
tracted even Tom Charlesworth’s
attention,
“E'ise, darling, are you ill?”
He was at her side in an instant
with both hands in his.
Elsie laughed a little byeterically.
She was a dark-eyed, brilliant little
brune¢tte, with blue-black silky hair
growirg low on her forehead, and a
small, sensitive mouth like a crimson
woodberry.
“No! What nonsense, Tom. I am
well enough. Do not get any absurd
notions in your head.
The night before the wedding was
frosty and star sprinkled, with a deli-
elous air full of the arrma of withered
ferns and fallen leaves; and [om
Charlesworth strode over the fields
whistling as he went, his heart brim-
ming with the strange aweel sense of
bliss that most lovers have felt once in
a lifetime.
The little room where Elise was
wont to eit of an evening was dark,
and the window looking on & border
of gay colored dahliss was opened.
Tow lesned his elbow on the casement
and looked In.
But there was no aoiwer.
not there.
Hs went round to the orthodox en
trance feeling a little disappointed, he
scarcely knew why. Mrs. Mordaunt
met him in the hall with a white,
scared face.
Elise was
“1 forgave you freely long ago,
Elise,” :
“I have expsted my folly on the
most bitter alter of repeptance, Oh!
Tow, he was atiend in human shape
—~but now,’ she dded shudderingly.
She mutely motioned toward the
scantily furnished rim, the dying
fire in the grate and the child who
stood shivering in her rags at the foot
of the bed,
“It is not for mygelf, Heaven
knows I hase not long 1o suffer, and |
am well inured to it, bat my poor little
Margaret, what is to become of her?”
she faltered,
“ Bhall I take her, Elise?
“ For your own?"
“ For my own, I have neith r wilt
nor child, and for the sake of what |
you once were to me I will take the
child and be kind to her.”
Elise drew a long sigh of fneffable
relief, as her fevered fingers closed on
Charlesworth’s hand.
“1 can die in peice now!’
When the sods had been !ald ob
poor Elise’s coffin Margaret came (0
Mr. Charlesworth’s luxurious home,
a shy, timid, shrinking ehild, with |
big, hare-like eyes, brown skin and 8
nervous way of staring when one
spoke 10 her,
+ Margaret, what shall IT do with i
you ?'’ said he, stoking the jetty halr.
“1 should like to go Ww school and
be like other girls Paps always spent
all the meney and mamma could |
pever send me.” |
“ Well, that iss very sensible idea |
of yours, do you know, little girl? To
school you shall go,’ said Mr. Charles-
worth.
Three years afterward Margaret came
back royally beautiful as Cleopatra.
Mr. Charlesworth had sent a little |
girl to school, and tw his surprise a
radiant butterfly floated into his pres.
ence.
+ My little girl, how lovely you are,” |
he said, fairly confounded and taken |
by surprise.
“Am 1? [ams
“* Little vanity
“No! I do not
vanity ; but you kn
love me,” said Margaret,
“You are a foolish child and you |
have no idea what you are saying,”
said Mr. Charlesworth a Mttle sharply.
Margaret wondered what she had |
said to annoy her guardian but she let
the matter drop ; sud the weeks and
months went by, snd the young girl |
became the very lizht and sunshine of |
Tom's eyes.
“Margaret I have found a husband |
for you. Whatdo you say ?" said Mr.
Charlesworth one evening.
“That I will take him if he is the |
right one!” laughed the girl.
Tom felt a keea, strange pang at his |
giad 1"? she sald.
\k it is altogether |
# 1 wanted you to |
&
heart but kept up a brave counte-
nance,
“Well, itis Harry Montague!” he |
said, striving to speak cheerfully. |
“Tell him nol” i
“You do not like him ?"
“No, Mr, Cha sworth."”
“Kut he is young and handsome."
And the nan [ love is not young
and particuls: handsome,”
i
“Oh! Mr. Charlesworth, we were |
just goiug to gend for rou!" she cried. |
wTosend for me? What has hap- |
pened ? Is—is Elise {11!"” Tom felt |
himself b anched to the very roots of |
his hair.
Mrs. Mordaunt’s lips trembled but |
gave forth no sound, s8 she placed in
Charlesworth’s hands a note stained
with her own tears —a brief note writ
ten by Elise:
“Do not bisme me, mMamins, BOT
jet him blame me bemuse I could not
help loving Fernand the best, Tell
him not to feel bad ; for indeed—in-
deed I was not vorthy of his love, and
he will be happier without nie—poor
Tom!"
Aud it was signed by one word,
“Elise!
Charlesworth quietly gave her back
the note, snd parting, walked forth
into the starry silence of the night
No eyes but tise of the All Beeing
should witness the secret anguish of
his heart.
“Mother thotght you would come,
sir, 1 if you knew how poor she was
and that father was dead and—"
A burst of tears checked the child’s
voloe as she stood with a drooping
head and bands tightly clasped to
gether in Mr. Charlesworth’s library,
the snow melting on her garments,
and the erimson touch of the cold
winter alr glowing feverishly on her
cheek.
«Bat, my ohild you have not yet
told me who your mother is nor who
are.” and be looked at her with a
pussled face.
«I am Margaret and mamma is
called Hilse Walince”
Mr. Charlesworth rose and took the
little child's hand in his,
“ Come, take me to your homey
child,” was al that he sald.
It was Eiise—pale, sallow and wan,
the ghowt of ber former self, her voice
futerrupted by a hacking edugh and
her hands transparent and ferverish—
yet, Elise still,
You have forgiven me, Tom? Oh!
om I could uot have died without
your words of pardon 1”
“Are you in love, Margaret ”
“Yes, and = are you, Mr. Charles |
a little saucily.
He winced
“Margaret a have no right to
wetuary of my heart.” |
him
ix shoulder gazed with
alf tearful eyes into his
She came to and putting |
poth hands
half smiling
eyes. |
“Mr. Charlesworth, but suppose I :
look info my heart and see yours ens
throned and enshadowed there ?”
“What do you mean, Margaret ”"?
“Ah! yousre not so accomplished
a dissembler as you right suppose, I
have discovered that you love me but
you are too modest to fancy untii I tell
you so that"
“That what, Margaret 2"
Pale and eager he listened for an
Answer,
“That I love you! Ob 1 Mr. Charles
worth my mother's treachery blighted
your youth; let my love and affection
atone in the golden prime of your
"
Xe Chhrlesworth felt like one in a
dream.
“Margaret, are you to be my wife?"
“If you will have me."
And thus Fernand Walinoe's ghild
gave back to Mr. Charlesworth the
gift of love which her father’s hand
bad so ri thlessly plucked from his |
grasp two ly years before.
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A German Estimate of Darwin.
ven months ago, the sad in-
reached us by telegraph from
inst on April 19 Charles
Darwin had concluded his life of rich
activity, (here thrilled with rare uns
nimity through the whole sclentific
world the feeling of an irreparable
Joss. Not only did the innumerable
adherents and scholars of the great
naturalist lament the decease of the
head master who had guided them,
but even the most esteemed of his op-
ponents had to confess that one of the
most signifioant and influential spirits
of the century had departed. This
universal sentiment found its most
eloquent expression in the fact that
When,
telligen
Eonglan
immediately after
a
iish newspapers of all parties, and pre.
eminently his Conservative opponents
demanded that the buria’-place of the
deceased should Le in the Valhalla o
Great Britatu, the national Temple 0
Fame, Westminster Abbey ; and there
in polot of fact, he found his lnat rest
jog place by the side of the kiudred
minded Newton. In no country o
the world, however, E gland not ex
gepted, has the reforming doctrine of
Darwin met with so mueh living lp
terest or evoked ruch a storm of writ
ings, for and against, as in Germany
It is therefore only a debt of honor we
pay if at this year's assembly of Ger
man naturalists and physicians we
gratefully call to remembrance the
mighty genius who has departed, and
bring home to our minds the loftines:
of the theory of Nature to which be
us. And what place
in the world could be more appropriate
for rendering this service of Lthanke
than Eisenach, with its Wartburg,
this stronghold of free inquiry and
free opinion? As in this sacred spol
8360 years azo Martin Luther, by his
reform of the Church in its head and
members, introduced a new era in the
history of civilization, so In our days
has Charles Darwin, by bis reform of
of development, con-
It is true that person.
ence, Darwin hss more affinity to the
the powerful and inspired Luther. In
in the development of the humap
Consider, first, the irrefragable
fact of the unexsmpled success which
Darwin's reform of science has achiev.
for never before sinee the be-
ginning of human science has any
never before
The
Darwin has sccomplished In
will form an interesting chapter in |
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Chinese Traditions,
An—
The Chinese preserve a tradition
that on a certain night centuries ago
one of the thrice souls of a r:nowned
the inhabitants diverting themselves
with thea rical performaances. Upon
“Cong ratulst'ng the
On the appol: tad night the
"
Siops and
the
glory.
were illumined,
surreptitiously set off wherevir »
policemuan was not in signt sod the
air was vocal with the jabbering of &
thousand glib tongues,
The Church Temporal.
The Christian Union says that the |
American Board of Missions at its re- |
cent meeting took steps to settle peace |
ably a controversy which haa, for
several years, interfered with the ef-
ficiency of Christian missions in Tuar-
key. The Evangelical Armenian
churches complain that the Armeni-
ans have heen treated as inferiors by
the missionaries, sn i denied all right
to sit with them and to deliberate
with them on the Christian work
which ls going on among their own
people, and In which they are ao
tively co-operating. It is alleged, on
the other side, that the Armenians
want to direct how the moneys shall
be expended which are raised in
America, and this because they are
not willing to do what they can for
their own selfsupport. The quarrel
has been a long one, at times a
bitter one, and at one time in the re.
cent session threatened to introduce
serious discord in the meeting of the
Board.
——
There isan old Hastern story that
ought to be read by those of the clergy
whose sermons are never anything
more than the statement of the bald-
est platitudes, which everyone knew
before. Tt is to the effect that one day
a venerable sage named Moola Muse.
erodeen ascended the desk of a mosque
and thus addressed his audience: “0
children of the faithful, do you know
what 1am going to say?” They an.
swered, “No.” “Well, then,” re
time on such a stupld set ;”’ and, say-
ing this, he came down and dismissed
them. Next day he again mounted
the desk and usked, “O, true Mussul-
many, do ve know what I am going to
say 7 “We do,” say they. “Then,”
replied he, ‘‘there is no need for me to
tell you ;” and again he let thm go.
The third tine his audience thought
they should catch him; and oun his
puiting the usual qiestion, they wsn-
swered, “Bowe of us do, and some of
us do not,” ‘Well, then,” replied le,
“let those who know tell those who
do not.”
THE TRACTARIAN MOVEMENT. —In
the current pumber of Macmillan’s
Magazine there appears a Dow worthy
article by Archbishop Tait, entitied
‘Thoughts suggested by Mr, Mozley’s
Oxford Reminiscences.” The London
Times regards it as an important coo-
tribution to the re igious thought of
the day, and thinks that the Arch
bishop's judgment comes near 0 ¢X
pressing the true value of the so-called
Anglo Cath: lic movemeat., In this
article he points out the influence oi
Keble's poetry, which did for Angli
conism all that Cowper and Charles
Wesley had ever done for Evangelical
religion, Au glo-Catholiciem made
way, thrcugh obloguy and bitter strug
gle, and 1s now what we all see, 677
spirit has prevaded the Church of
England, and thousands of those who
shrink from going the whole length
with the Tractarians still stand where,
but for them, they never would have
It has done good ; it has done
harm ; and who can tell whether the
good or the harm will in the end pre
vail? It has, as the Archbishop ad
mite, muade the parish church much
:
i
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of yore,
the mind which loves open inquiry
the extreme followers of the Tracts
risns, can never supply. “The best
men of the time,” he says, ‘desire a
the stocks of some antiquated system
Ap
Just a Little.
o———
1t is related that a Buffalo man who
Fire and Wreck
There is an unconceivable amount of
waste In our imperfect civilization
The Firemen's Journal of New York
reports that, during the last three
months, there has been an average ol
two twenty thousand dollar fires every
d yin the Uul ed Bintes and Canada,
amounting w wore than twelve mil
lions, Of this loss forty per cent. was
covered by iprurance, but the whole
of it was a loss to map. lnsuaice
merely divides the loss among a great
many individuals, instead of its
crushing a few,
Much, aud prob: bly most, of this
loss might have been prevented, A |
little extra expense makes & brick |
house absolutely incombustibie, snd |
can much diminish the incombustible. |
ness of a worden one. A merecoating
confine fire to the story in
breaks out.
Water, it appears, is more hostile to
man and his work than fire, The
British * Wreck Register” for the last |
year, just published, reveals the |
astounding fsct that there sre from |
fifteen to twenty vessels wrecked |
every day throughout the world.
The number of vessels wrecked on |
the British cosst last year was 8000 ; |
which was a decided decrease from |
the avernge of the last few years.
Two years ago the number was 4104.
We should remember, however, |
that Great Britain has now about
600,000 vessels afloat, manned by nearly i
four millions of persons, That is to
about four wmiilicns
of human:
fiag. The wreck statistics show that, |
during the last twenty-five years, the
whole number of wrecks near British |
is 49 822, causing the death of |
18,819 persons,
Ine facts published by the “Wreck |
Register” justify the conclusion that |
one-half of these disasters might have |
been prevented, For one item, there |
the British
last year; for another, four |
are more than thirty years old. On
the other hand, il is reported that the
Life Baving Service rescued
The waste from this wreck. |
tation.
1
i
several years was led to believe that
he was a sinner, and to come oul op
the side of religion. The morning
after he had taken this step he reached
his factory to find business suspended,
and.upon demanding sn explanation
his son replisd: “Well, father, I
didn’t know what to do. I didn’t
suppose after what you sald Ia t night
that you would mix sny more beans
with the coffee.
make a difference.” “Yes, it will
make just a little difference,’ calmly
observed the old man; “we have
heretofore been mixing one barrel of
beans to four of coftee, haven't we?”
‘Well, take out a few of the
’
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The fashionable hour for dinner in
New York is8p mM, but of late years
#0 many men huve joined the Moders-
tion scelety and pledged themselves
12 o'clock dinner hour of our grand-
fathers is again becoming popular,
Paris: The inexpert Lunisman,
having missed five partridges in sue
cession, blazes away al the sixth, and
eries exultingly to the gamekeeper :
“There! I bit him! [saw the feathers
fly! Didn't they?” The Gamekeeper
—*Yes, sir, they flew—they flaw «7
with the bird I”
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Lunacizs.
———— rm
D> you believe in the Bible?”
asked Brown at the dinner table.
“Yes,” replied Fogg, “in the main,
bat is it not altogether true. It says,
for instance, to everything there 1s &
geason., This is correct as far as It
goes, but to be perfectly true there
should haye been a proviso excepliug
Mrs. Berimpem’s cooking.”
Parle: In the crowded railway oar
riage : First Traveler—"1 say, do open
that window there or I'll suflocate I"
Second Travelor—'Dun’t you open
that window there, or it'll give me an
attack of pneumonia.’ First Traveler
at That makes no difference | If you
have pneumonia you wont have it for
a week, whereas, if I nm suffocated,
I'll be suffoonted now, Open that
window there.”
Parle: In a gambling hall: “There
you go—turning the king again!”
exclaims one player, dashing down
bis cards, “Confound it, I might se
well be halted in a lonely woods st
midnight!” His opponent {flaroely)
“You weuld not say those words te
me outside of here, gir,” The player
“I wound not, sir, because outside of
of here, sir, no one would condescend
to speak to you, sir!”
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Mme. Pobedonos'z ff, the leading
spirit of the Russian Gevernment—
to-day, is the chief Procareur of the
Holy Synod and the most confidential
counselor of the Czar. Bhe Is young,
beautiful and ambitious, She married
Mr. Pobedonosizetf but a few years ago
Her husband, a very old gentleman,
is in love with her. It is said of him
that the knightly motto, “God and
My Lady.” he changed into “Goa
and My Wife,” and upholds it as de
early, and prays to God, adores his
of his goddess.
is not idle.
high rank who, while offering their
homage, seize the chance of co vmend.
ing their husbands, brothers or
cousine, Bometimes this or that Min-
jster of State does himself the honor
of paying his respects to hier, Ooca-
sionally she visits her Majesty the
Cz aritza, to cheer her soul in ber golden
oare. And the Czar himselfis there
always at hand. Thus it hss come
about that, while the Czar keeps away
from the capital of his Empire, Mme
Pobedonosizell has somehow found
herself to be the center of the Russian
political world. Tostead of the Cear’s
policy, or the Chancellor's or the
Minister's policy, we hear of the
Venus—F acts and Speculations,
The transit of Verus in December
next is naturally directing attention to
the brilliant planet which then as =
small round black spol passes across
the sun’s fice, Mr. Richard A. Proc
tor gives in Knowledge some interest
ing facts concerning the cordition of
Venus and some speculations as to
whether the planet is inhabited
Venus, he says, hes been measured,
snd we find that she 1s a globe nearly
as urge as the ear bh. Like the earth,
she trevele round snd round the sun
continually, but pot in the same time
as the earth. The earth goes round
Venus goes round in about
seven and & half months; so that | er
year, the time in which the seasons
run through their changes, is four aud
once
hus four seasons like ours—spring,
summer, autumn, and winter—each of
these seasons lasts eight weeks, Venue
also, like our earth, turns on her axis,
snd go has night and day as we have.
Her day is not quite so Jong as ours,
but the d.fference—about twenty five
minoutes —i# not very important,
But when we consider some other
points, we see that Venus, beautiful
fortable home for us, Venis is much
nearer to the sun—ihe great fire of the
Bhe
him. In fact, it i= easily calculated
the path «f Venus, we should receive
twice a8 much beat
the sun a= we do al present.
This would Le unbearable, except,
even there the summer, with that tre.
mendous sun sbove the horizon all
through the twenty-four hours, would
be scarcely bearable, Besides, what &
mer and the cold Polar winter, when
for weeks together the sun would nok
be seen at all, But Venue has her
sxis much more slanted than the
very marked indeed. Thus the heat
Agsio, the air of Venus is denser
than ours, And it seems also to be a
moist air, which is just the kind of air
The sir
heat, for creatures like ourselves. There
cannot be moisture in the air of a
on the planel’s surface. No doubt,
then, Veuus has her continents and
oceans, her islands and promontories,
and inland seas and lakes, very much
as our earth has, Then there must be
rivers on the land and currents in the
ocean ; there must be clouds snd rein,
wind and storm, thunder aud light-
ping, and perhaps snow and hail.
Whether the planet is ap inbs ited
world or not, it would be difficult to
say. Perhaps it is a world geting
ready for useas & home for livin ; crea~
tures, Most physicists believe that
the sun is gradually parting with hie
heat. If, millions of yeurs hence, the
suu should only give out half as much
heat as he does, Venus would be ae
comfortable a piace 1+ lve In &8 Our
earth is pow. But at present it may
safely be said that if Venus is inhabit-
ed it must be by crestures very differ--
e. t from those inhabiting the earth.
ems AIH SAO
French Treatment of Hydre-
phobia.
Amor g ihe Meial instructions issued
by the Conseil d'Hyglene, Paris, as
pecesssty to he observed in case &
person is bitten by an animal, either
mad or supposed to be so, are the
following : First by asufficient amount
of pressure the bites, whether deep
seated or superficial, should be caused
to bleed £8 abundantly as possible, and
then washed in watcr witha jot, if
Madame's policy. With the modesty
of an ascending star she does not re
veal her projects, but it is very doubt:
ful whether any liberal reforms will
find favor with her.
How an Alligator Dines.
An alligator's throat is an animated
sewer. Everything that lodges in his
open mouth goes down. He is a lazy
dog, snd instead of hunting for some.
thing to est, he lets his victims hunt
for him. That is, he lies with his
great mouth cpen, apparently dead,
like the 'possum. Soon a bug crawls
into it, then a fly, then several gnats
anda a colony of mosquitoes, The alll
gator doesn’t close his mouth yet. He
is waiting for & whole drove of things.
He does his eating by wholesale, A
little later a lizard will cool himsell
under the shade of bis upper jaw,
Then a few frogs will hop up to eatoh
the mosqaitoes, Then more mosqul
toes and gnats will light on the frogs.
Finally a whole village of insects and
reptiles settle down for an afternoon
pienio, Then sil st once there Is an
esrthquake, The big Jaw falls, the
alligator blinks one eye, gulps down
the whole menagerie, and opens his
possible, or in sny other lig uid (even
arine). until csustios can be applied.
Second, csuterization can be made of
Vienna paste, butter of antimony,
chloride of zine, and by red hot iron,
the latter being the best of all; any
piece of iren—the end of & rod, a nail,
a key, eto.—~m=y beused for the cauteri--
sation, which should penetrate to
every pert of the wound. Third, ase
the success of the cauterizstion de
pends upon the jromptitude with.
which t's executed, any one is able
to j ra bce it at onee, before a doctor’
arrival. Fourth, cauterizsation
with smmonia or different firms of
aloohol are ineffioncious.
a
Paper is made in Belgium which
very closely resembles rain. Commo.
paper is covered with a suitable sims,
and while the surface is moist sebestos.
dyed to any desired shade is sprinkled.
over it. Any superfluous matter fee
easily shaken oft when the size Is dry.
Fine effects are sometimes produced
with aniline colors, i
a a -
A bullet lovented by & German
chemist Is made of & powerful ADEs
thetio, which breaks on ¥'riking =
person, who is made noon for
twelve hours, sud wi in that condi
great front door again for more,
tion oan be taken et. The m~
ventor puts forth his device a