Sr WHEN TO REST. When the sun sinks low in the western sky, Then | 1¥ the tools or the headle by; Labor ix for the light, have won my rest for a little while; Gosl-night, my. work, geod-aight!” Many a trouble man must bear, Put the day is the time for thought and CATE The day for wateh or fight. When the key is turned 1a the store then KAY: "To-morrow is another day; Worry, good-night! good-nightt” any Anger may meet us the whole day long, For the good must still resist the. wrong, The true tight for the right; But ol, when the shadows of evening fall The spirit of gentle peace recall, And say to the wrong, ‘‘Good-nightl”’ For au hour or two let all thoughts cease, Rejoice in its love and light; “For the help you have given me through the day, . Tired hands and feet, good-night! *Good-night, my soul, for I cannot know, While my body sleeps, where thou wilt go, All space and reason scorning! But thee may all good angels keep, And fill with holy dreams my sleep Until we say. ‘good-morning.”’ A LOCK OF HAIR. It was midnight by the clock of Egyp- tian design that stood on the mantel- piece of my library. Ibad been toa dinner party at which there were seve- ra! intellectual men and two or three l wely women, and had on my return thrown myself into the moat luxurion chair in the room. Then I had Ligiited u eigar and bad composed myself to think for half an hour before going to bed. I had a gocd deal with which to oc- cupy my thoughts, I was writing a book on an obtuse subject connected wi!th the mind. A patient in whom | w u8 greatly interested had not respond. ei a8 decidedly as was desirable to the remedies I was giving him, and then— and truth compels me to say that this 3 ascorted to the dining room would not get out of my mental vision, though I had honestly tried ny best to banish her, Finally I gave up the attemptand allowed my imagination to run loose she formed a prominent feature. 1 be- gan then to think I was in love, and if 80, It was the first time that the faintest gleam of the tender passion had ever shone in my heart I was an oid though under fifty, Many assaults, so celibacy by designing mammas working in the interests of their daughters, but I had gallantly held the citadel of my affections against them all, and had about reached the conclusion that I should remain single all my life, So- gio’ vy seemed to have arrived at the opinion that I was not a *‘marrving nan.’ and hence, when I went to re- vaptious and dinners and balls—as 1 did very often—it fell to my lot to look after the dowagers and wall-flowers, I was always willing to make myself useful in this way, and therefore I wasa welcome guest wherever I went, I was well-to- do, a8 the world looks at matters, My practice was excellent, I held a fessorship in a noted medical college, and I had written several works that had been well received by the profession. father had left me, But I was in love with my profession, and when a physician gets inlo that state in which he finds something more in his studies than his *‘bread and but. ter’’ he Is not very apl to be led away by the blandishments of women, no mat- ter how attractive they may be for man- kind in general, or how assiduously they make use of their charms. Now, so far as 1 know, 1 was in love, and that, too, with a woman that I had never seen before that night, of whom I had no other knowledge than that derived from three hours’ conversation and observa tion, and of whose antecedents I was altogether ignorant, except that, meet. ing ber in good =ociety, I was hound to take it for granted that she was a lady, I had always prided wyself on my knowledge of women, and if I knew anything at all I knew that no one of her sex reveals her {rue nature to a man guaintance with him, I was conscious, therefore that I was making a fool of myself, and acting in opposition fo some if my most cherished principles in be. ing caught in this igooble manner, True, she had made no effort so far as I sould perceive to capture me, I had fallen into the pit solely through my pwn mishaps, and that made it all the worse, I was old enough to have known better, Well, many a wiser man than I sas boen caught in fully as easy and diotica way by a preity face and en- gaging manners, If there was any con- wlation in that knowledge I had it in sundance. . 1 had not thought her particularly at- jractive, as we talked together in the Saving room before going into dinner, She had, 1t is true, a beautiful face and igure, but though I was an old fool, probably, I was not sueli ‘& big one as wo be t by allarements of that r + certain degree of abstraction in her nanner that had prevented her replying ot onge to my remarks, She had ap- seared to me to be in a kind of reverie, ow rather, of mental n, from which she had to rouse herself before he could gather her thoughts t 0 #8 to 4 the most commonplaces description, and yet each time I had spoken to her she had raised her eyebrows in amazement, and then, after a minute or so of appar. ent mental vacuity, had stammered out some simpie response, generally a ** Yes” or *No,” or afew words not so decided in their meaning. Still to a cértain extent she had fas. cinated me from the very beginning without at that time exciting my admi- ration. Into this feeling there entered a strong degree of professional Interest. There was something morbid about her, of that I am swe, and [ made up my mind to study hor as far as 1 could con- sistently with the requirements of po- hleness, but then, ns I have sad, beauty did not go much with me, I was $ ions in tie faces of the men and women of the kind that pleased me, | ture she had, however, that was mag- | nificent, and that was a kind of golden. | red hair, nowhere observed in such per- fection nowadays as in Lombardy and | Venice. 1 could see at a glance that had she let it down it would have reach- | ed to her feet, and as to the color, it { was superb, : | dinner that was about to come off, but | anticipation wasagreeably disappointed, for a more charming companion it had { never been my good fortune meet | than the one that sat next to me at that table, No sooner had she eaten the half- to glass of Chablis that was poured out for her, than an entirechange ensued in i her manner and mental characteristics. She become vivacious, quick to perceive the drift of my remarks, read partee, witty toa degree that I had never seen equaled in 8 woman, while hér face lighted up with an intel that astonished while it enlight I was enraptured, overwhelmed, thralled, everything in fact that presses the complete surrender she had acquired over me, and gence 86x that that is the dinner went on, there was no dimi- rift appositeness of every word she uttered | —now she was beautiful, now there was | expression in all the infinite variety of which the human face is capable, and when I handed her into the carriage I | felt sure that my happiness for the com- | paratively few years of life that yet re- | mained to me depended on the fact of | my being able to get her for my wife, | Mary Plouman was her name, I sent my brougham away and walked home in the cold wiater air, hoping to | my old heart, I did not succeed very | well, and therefore, when 1 threw my- | self into the big chair and stretched out | my legs, and puffed away at the strong- est cigar I could find, my thoughts all went to her. Years I gave her. A ma- ture woman, just about of a suitable age to be the wife of a man like myself. From Tunkh she came, so she had told me, ¢ stopping at the Windsor hotel was by her permission going the following day to make her a Where was Tunckhannock? 1 had never heard of th I ha an idea however, {it was somew in the region of Pennsylvar in this [ was mistaken. 1 got zetteer and hunted up the village in Wyoming county, Penns; nia. Population 953 of geography was in the coal dis owned mines of should s : | village as Tunkhannock w There was something her; something that interested ms tensely, and at the same time frighten ied me, Whyhad the mental inertia | disappeared as soon as she began tw eal and drink? Why had there been any | mental inertin—stupidity it really was | —after all? Why had she been so pre- { ternaturally brilliant at the ! Which was her normal condition? Per- | haps after all she had only been men- tally preoccupied and a glass o® wine had excited Lier brain fo new thoughts, Clearly hers was a case to study, and | resolved to study it, but I was nons the | less in love. So I went on thinking and smoking, till I finished the cigar, and then get. | ting up seriously from the comfortable chair, made ready to go upstairs to bed. I was just about turning out the argand burner over the table, when a loud ring at the doorbell, sounding in the still ness of the night with ten fold its ordi- nary loudness, startled me fora mo- ment almost out of my wits. All the servants had hours ago gone to bed, so walked the long passageway with no pleasant feelings in my heart toward the unseasonable intruder, and ready on slightest provocation to treat him with short courtesy. I threw open the door, and there on the steps stood a woman, “I wish to see Dr. Waldron immedi. ately,” she said in quick, sharp tones “I am Dr. Waldron.” “If Iamto talk with you I would like to come in.” “Very well, madame,” getting out of the way as I spoke, and thus allowing her to enter. **Come in by all means, It is nearly 1 o'clock and the doctors must expect unseasonable visitors,” “Of course, If people had their op- tion in the matter would probably Prefer to get sick during the daytime. is visit 1 assure you, is as disagreea- ble to me as it is to you.” I offered her a chair as she entered the room, and when she had taken it embraced the opportunity of looking at She was 00 at least, and had the ap- pearance of being a housekeeper or some kind of upper servant. There was nothing mm her looks to excite in. jatest. Her on was one of mness and y. My prime object her as soon as possible, 1 said, with a slight accent of impatience in my voice, “1 shall be obliged to you if you will tell me the object of your visit,” . nnock 1 was , Where 1 to call on r Visit. MOR S place befor Oil SYIVALLIA NAN Be’ «LICL, immediate charge, tome, Iam her governess, guardian and uurse., 1 am so thoroughly ac- { quainted with her symptoms that I can give them to you with absolute fideli'y, 80 that it will not be necessary for you to 88e your-———'? “Stop, if you please'”’ I exclaimed, an opinion of a patient that I have not thoroughly personally examined. If for I shall ret violate it now,” “I am prepared for that objection,” | she answered with entire composure, | “Iam a Russian and in there are physicians—and wonderful men they are, too—that are able to dis- cern the nature of a malady from in- specting, not nece-sarily body, but a portion. that American doctors are their inferi ors, and I have been led to suppose that you are still more skilful, I eannot { allow vou at present to see my churge, { but you can, if you choose, inspect a portion of her body. I have it here in this package,” “Great Heavens!” I thought, **What | a horrible woman!” 1 looked at the i small parcel that lay on the table. It was large enough to contain an eve, a finger, the tongue, or ear. 1 was shock- ed beyond measure, not only at the cold- blooded revelations of the woman, but at the awful ignorance and superstition that they implied, That she had in some way mutilated the poor woman under her control 1 had no doubt, I turned my eyes towards her and now I noticed what I had not seen before, {the Tartar cast of her features. She noticed my inspection. “1 am a Cossack,” “My father was a prince, You are horrified at what I have told you, but yout entirely mis oe | As she spoke the last words s! open the package she had brought her, and disclosed to my astonished |a long lock of golden-red hair, | drew it slowly between her fingers, as though admiring it, but seemed bent some intense thought that the contem- plation suggested, I broke the silence. “*And you expect me to prescribe for a patient by simply looking at a lock f her hair! 1 am sorry to find that you | are so ignorant and eredulous as to be- lieve that such a thing ean be done,’ “Ignorant and eredulous I may be, she answered, with a sharp tone of con- she said proudly, emotion is ‘3 Wildl avs Nhe on " | | | : | there are physicians in my cm could, by merely looking at | strands, discover all the p! darling’s disease— ils cause, {4 its cure, You are supposed lo lighted, you have microscopes chemical testa, and God only what else, and yet when I give lock of hair that grew not half from the spot where my poor ¢ fers the most agonizing pain, me nothing.” “Give me the har,’ *‘I zaid, idea flashed with the rapidity of of lightning through my mind “Yes, she exclaimed eager- ness. “Take it. I am I YOU Can find out something. You w wwe her fron r.'”' she added, “from is worse, a lunatic asyium.” the long It was exactly had intry who few s of my fae be en- and i 8 inch d suf- yOu Can tell as ar i death, © silken tress in the same uch admired ad of Miss A four feet LE. . the was {ally 1 Was sur lid you get thi off of cour LL “How « “1 cut it “Why can 1 not see the patient? § iia entity Ges “Hecause lor | called on two of now with her an ‘ ect your seeing her. an excuse for being absent and taking a carriage came here to consalt you.” “Then as she has medical attendance, I cannot interferes, May I ask the pa tient's name?’ “You may ask what you please, but as you refuse to help me, 1 shall have nothing further to do with you, Give me back the hair and let me go."’ She stretched out her hand and seizing the lock, began to draw it through my fingers. As the last part of it escaped my grasp I felt that the ends were rougn. ‘Seopl” I exclaimed, at this a moment,” I held it under the fall glare of the argand burner, and, picking up a hand lens that lay on the table, through it at the bunch of ends. “You did not cut this hair,” I said, severely, “for it has been torn out by { the roots, every single strand of it.” { “Then you can tell something after { all from looking at a lock of hair from awoman's head, Ha, ha! I thought | you were wiser than you gave yourself { eredit for being, | better than you knew yourself, {tell you something else? Yes, 1 will | You recognize the hair. It came from the head of the woman you love, I saw it in your eyes, Well, she has just 270 | strands less than when you last saw her, | I pulled them out as she stepped lightly | from your carriage, and I counted every ‘one of them as I came here. Two hun- dred and seventy-nine., Neither one more, nor one less, It was a hard thing to do, wasn't it? What a horrible ery she gave.” She bent forward as she uttered these last words and hissed into my face with a look of malicious cunning on her countenance that was as diabolical a one as 1 had ever seen. I was almost overcome with horror, How my darling must have suffered as the wretched woman tore from her ten- der skin the silken strands that lay be. fore me. I looked at them again, almost expecting to see a portion of the scalp hanging to them. Butl did not waste much time in reflection. “You vile monster!” I exclaimed as I rose from my chair and pulled down the little lever of the district telegraph apparatus and gave the si for a policeman, “You are y insane; but, lunatic or not, Tm going to have taken care of for the night at least, uch tigresses as you are not to be al lowed to run at large to torture women as Jou, of own confession, have “A Tunatie!™ Se shrisked, “and youve Just foun And that Wai cane from “Let me look head. he’s the chief nurse in ward No. 6 in the Woman’s Lunatic Asylum Island. I’m the crazy Cossack Princess, Ha, hal Miss Plouman! She’s the girl you're in love with. I've found out #11 your secrets and now I'm ready 'o go back. I heard them tellin’ about vou as agrea’ mad doctor, 80 I thoug!:: [’d getout an | see for my- self, An’ [’'ve seen enou; en your me sure, and now LU’ You don’t care so much abo: now, do yoa? Well, neti nck, Sarah won't There's your po “Cone She led the way to the fro and I, after making a short «tatement of the facts in my possession a: «1 my in- ference from them gave her i I did not sleep soundly th.t night, but I was still in love with Mary Plou- man, and the long lock of golden-red hair lay on my library table. go back, the hair do L it to you, man,’ long!” - How He Shipped Through.(7) He was a New York drummer repre- senting a new-fangled buggy top, model of which occupied a portion of the two seats the young man was scat- tered over. He had just returned from the wash-room, where he had laundried his celluloid eollar and cuffs and chang- ed his silk cap for a late Broadway tile, Without loss of time he proceeded : model Lo the several Assen 10 exhibit the I 1 i rérs on the siseper, as the tral approached Memphis, Turning toc a : him, he sald : phis??’ Fapici} wenger just behind “Do you reside es, sir,’ came the reply. “They require drumn t don’t and young mau. 0 take out hey?” ¢ rs t cense there, tl )1i- vot nrr siailisl ' Lhe buggy-top Celiuioil- {¥ gis i know,” ’ and taxing trage, Calif] & J8Yel the fir Hoense ? “There's nd you working at ali; 1 3 without a license they simply make you take one out,” “That so! Well they'll have to catch me before I take oul any, and if I'm not slick enough to slip of bad, jug-headed Memphis peelers, 1°] leave the road apd go on a farm. Do you think any chance of making a sale there?" uy i think you n some of the carriage “1 suppose you } fine catch ¥i U 0 there's ight should are “Yes.” “What line?" “I'm captain of police there,” “S-a-y, I'll—1"ll come up to the office if I stop over, but 1 thi 1" Louisville,’ “Suis yourself Capt. rge O'H he started 10 f abou ¥ (re AVED, Wil ie pladiorin § i nF § th i 4 N i Ah S488" OLLI aught no A ————— Teaching a Prince a Lease were omed in a hearty nl ven Sogn the commodore the word for the capial hiscabun, All bat H. RL H remarkably hungry and egvi- ons as he beard the sounds of feasting below, At last he ventured to remark that the gentlemen below were evident ly enjoying themselves, “Yes,” said wel * % no felt take you down? I can not go down my- self, as I must wail on deck.” “Wait on deck?” said the duke. “Yes, your Royal Highness. 1 must wait for the captain of the Galatea,’ Alfred took the hint so delicately conveyed, and lost no time in gelling back to his vessel, When he returned as if they had never met before, “How is your Roya! Highness? Will you step down to luncheon? Youasare alittle late, but 1 hope you will not find anything cold.” “Don’t mention it." Highness, with a smile. fanit if 1 do.” So down to luncheon they went, and said His Royal “It’s my own i i i i i i i : Galatea was always careful about his uniform, ———— ed Jacket, A writer on board of the United Sates man.of-war Pensacola, at Gib- raitar, says: ‘Lying at anchor off we found the hulk of the cel- ebrated American-built clipper ship Red Jacket, dismantled to her lower masts, the sight of which recalled viv. idly to the mind of old sailors the palmy days when the Yankee clippers sur- passed the world in flestness as ocean carners, The Red Jacket, for the short time she was under the stars and stripes was in the 'Frisco Packet Ser- vice, made a record as a fleat-winged messenger of commerce which has never been surpassed, and her subsequent career under the Epglish ensign has been the theme for frequent conversa. tion among sailors and all naatically- inclined people. The Red Jacket is now used as a coal bulk by a Funchal AurShant, who jtehiased. er Jromn tes ng owners for purpose about two . She was then loaded with at Wales, and sailed from thence to in six days, a distance of 1200 miles, against prevail. ing adverse wisds, evinoing the spright- liuess of youth in her old age.” Dr, advooates, in a solentifie the earls and Carnations, HEugenin whether { siml! wear these beautiful define its nature or extent, She stretch ed forth her thin, small hand upon the ed carnations laid carefully together | pearls in my hair this evening,” eried | Lady Albina, as, standing before a mir- | ror that reflected her graceful figure in i its full proportion, she held the rival | glance of gratified female pride, turned to her sister, who was morg quietly ar- to determine the important question. “Albina, my dear,’ sherepiied, “you | know that the carnations were sent you by Frederick Langrish, and that he has | requested you will wear them this evening.” “ooh { | What if he did send me the carnations? | Bir William Byfield has told me, becoming in my dark hair.” “I fear, Albina, that Sir William's mind, I would be had reached sion on your to say its poison heart." “Nay, sister, there you pos wrong !| Sir William is, wit! an elegant, insinuating fellow ; such a triumph over hose ( Ormsbys to monopolize his atlen! But you know 1 do love Frederick iz very sensible, but horridly stud, “That mea i } i” fi iter 3 a pincerity | how devoledly i SOITY ur Yo ana ii is 1s 4500) ALi ig ¢ ' Heaven's Of “Eugenia, for the lachrymose subject, spirits that I shall ap as the tragi onde, don’t You think the PEALLS damp my yeiaoht ig 48 somber gt suit my complexion t “ertal , ny lady,’ replied the ob sequious Abigail wh name of Blonde, The pearls Were acco in the shining tresses of her : $ toilet was complele—and as } AaliswereQ rdingly wreath Aven | drew on still more one parting giar behold 3 for Ler “a MOwWY SHOWY armed cor > cheeks dark eye delight ar: po enieri al her wt gislers NA, turned Her Di 5 chained tion of the sched hel . irresistible power of her « i h him, and afterward 8 3 nwo harms, 4 wri Wik ry lanl ho I 0 084 er i ¢ - Tes su X one of the mos secluded rambled on without inter- some time, Sir William urg- t with all the impassioned he was wi § WL His LT, her wr, cond not « wever fas be, he still had no her : ness of Frederic) od, Already she Was oar affections over standir await Had WT shocked. A faint sc covering hes with 1 endeavored to his eve ; while Byfield, enraged al such untimely interruption, said, with a o temptuous sneer, “What a capital statue of the ‘Listening Slave’ Mr. Langrish would mak y r 1 * ng t a 1 girl would ALT appr specier mm tohex ' sia rune } Yieem avsrd PA escape Ler Lips, ana her shawl, she face escape peneiry ey a could we but add a little to his natural petrifaction | Don’t you agree with me, Lady Al- { bioa ¥*° The humiliated coquette could utter a single word. Frederick proached—she saw him not—but she heard him in his sweet, firm voice, say, “Lady Albina, is this well? From this moment we are parted-—{forever ! | For you, Sir William, 1 shall reserve | my sentiments to a more fitting time.” Extricating herself from Byfield’s arm, she fled with maniac speed to the house. Eugenia, who bad been alarm- not ap- | manner that something unusual { occurred. The carriage was imme | diately ordered, and the agitated girl, | supporting her trembling limbs on her low mirth with very different feelings i from those experienced on jolning the | giddy throng. i In the carriage, Albina, relieved from | the presence of prying eyes, flung her- self into Eugenia’s bosom, and gave vent to her suppressed emotion in a tor. rent of tears, Her gentle sister vainly endeavored to draw from her the cause of her affliction ; convulsive sobs and self-reproaches were the only answers she obtained. On reaching home the sisters retired to Albina‘s chamber. The rejected carnations lay still upon the toilet table. They met Albina’s eye. Snatch- ing them up, she pressed them eagerly to her lips and to her bosom, and fling- ing loose her dark tresses, dashed the splendid tiara of pearls which adorned them on the floor, “For these worthless baubles,” she exclaimed, with frantic energy, “have 1 bartered my future happiness | Fred. erick, Frederick! save me from the iptiee! Sir William, the fiend, 1s uring me on | Ha, ha, hal” Andshe fell senseless Ene Yue arms of her sister mighted mind; she started up wildly in bed, “These flowers. a tale of horror cone Hal” till, my lady,” sai FRuown accents of hes ing from a low couch near the patient’s bed; “pray, be still! The 8 ordered you to be kept quiet: \( * ’ Lady Eugenia has only thon (Th vs 3 4 sp You mus voice, in the v da hier and my J USL hich the poor, young lady 111i bend “I believe I Dlonde?”’ TIL ily have l. flowers, Ething bit from hat unfortu Mr. Frederi SL wisi “Frederick! Frederick's las ny lady; that odio } * iz sh iim at Pou- v Wish? 13 fellow Lie Cli AD a he mou A Smnrt Boy f Fraoklin to the Coney Island A bright iis compar ved in sever- the boy to buy pool one 1 i gif bw od ppagut 1311 Frontlin « sireet, {id boy tickeis, or L ¥ g f11 3 2 IolowWing n went to the two pool time Uncle day ACER, ke ih anda, 81 La $s ied third ts, the ip, and drew s “Take this to ¢ boy, "tant tit % anc w interest curves with entering s home. show up in front, Old cy. He jumped to his rung his Mackinaw above his cheered like a Tammany heeler, passed under the string a “Struck ‘em at last,” the old man shouted to his {riends, as he crowded up to the pool box, ticket in hand, and de- manded his share of the winnings. The clerk looked at the ticket, and shook his head. “You're too old a man for such busines,” he said. **That’s one of yes- terday’s tickets. Go and eat a pig's foot, and tumble to yoursfif, old man.” Uncle Bill was dazed, He hunted up | the boy and forced an explanation. The | boy began to snufils, and wipe his eves with the back of his hand. “Well, [ didn’t think that such an old crab as that could win,” he muttered, “and I thought I might as well have the $5 as pool seller, So I picked up an 11 ticket, and shoved the note in my pocket, Hereitis. [don’t want it if you want it.” Uncle Bill swore like an “offensive partisan.” He threatened to break the boy’s back, but finally compromised on taking the $5 note, and allowed the | smart lad to walk back to New York via the Brooklyn bridge. Pools on Irene " in t w assis AMI AIA IB Lots of Fan, — Little Jimmy Jones, aged 7 years, came running home crying, and spitting blood and teeth out of his mouth, while his lips were black, and burned, and swollen. “0, mercy! Is my boy killed?” shrieked the agonized mother, A hasty examination revealed the fact that most of her boy was at home, and that his life and health were also in the vicinity. “Stop your noise,’’ she commanded: “you are not much hurt. Tell me al} about It, and mind that you tell the th. “Me and Tommy Toodles,” said the tL stable, commen- oad to achin’, and Tommy said he could cure it. Ho put siete black in my tooth touched it with a
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