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A IIAY•TIIIE LYRIC.
'Twos now the fourth day's sultry noon—
The field was almost done,
When I.! a cloud W +, In the west,
And rising toward tim-son.
"lion for the oxen loirkly, boys,
No rest at noon to-day."
The fanner sold, "It looks like rain,
And we may lose the hay.•,
'Else wagon soon drove quickly oul,
glanetal at the sky,
And t pi tolled up" for one to load—
They piled the wagon high.
The teed went rustlin g thrc ugh the harm—
The top was Jostled o'er;
•• More linsle, less speed." In merry tones
Cann, front the Puna house door.
The seranthi Mg loader fell not quite--
Up went the hay 01100 more.
And soon till. wagon rumbling drove
Upon the old 'tarts floor.
Th,• rkrkt , r's datight, to Ow barn
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i'::ic•IlIc ipcil Illec 1001: n draught
A 1.110,111 10 work
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I lath el..tid. 1!1 purpos , , trustl
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11111,1111.daiIt• Ii tnl I,trpenters,
masons, and painters wore eleareil awry
nod he Mid I,rllucht with him his in
limped wife, that they might plan fur
littigg it
David had lieen engaged three year,,
but being a prudent young man, he
said lie could never marry till he had
.it fair start in the thought
lie hail it now, .since in addition to
youth, health, a higismind twenty tires
of land, Itorell, the great mill own
er, had lately made him his Foreman—a
position he haul long rncoled. Their
avoiding day was therefore lived fur
t'ivphigiller--three tuontliA
For ogee in the world's history, no
one Mund any faillt with the match, big
all declared the 'happy pair were very
well suited to ramp .that.
Sally Detirilig, the bride with
111.1111,r :1 [warily, a belle, gunius—
was just a NVl•et WOlll/111,
NVith 11.1111,1i , •11:1hitS, :1 grvai many
lilllr romiiiiiio awl fatioies.
A, h, the Dearilp4 lamily, they wet.,
respectable, rent :not branch, and al
ways had heel' it far I,a,k iiwniory
ir record., cotill go.
At the present ti.ine there were 11 , 110
,f them remaining in the town save
r4allie and her parenb,, who were get
ting 11 he elderly people when she wa.4
horn. " It's a Ltood hot e , “ ;ttol thor
oughly ,aid David, looking;
around him with ,Mi , l'action. I allmv
ed pone but the ho=l mm e riak to go
into iI. II liti4ht have !wen (lone a
third cheaper, kit I Sala DO it's for ml
tiO10."
" I.right awl sunny," salit
"it Nceiii•+ lilac luwir already.-
1110:1,l'S ,(111“. :1 Chill :Is sf.oll
you 1115111, kit I lilt ours
van i.ver 111111
" 1 duct think :my 5,•111,1, with
you fur ill itiimtr,-" rettinivil David
gallantly.
In eve...v:ti,:n.lni,.nt
hing to prat-, and athoire, from the
hay whitlow in Ihrlllll'llw, to the \VII,II
111,111 . 1', in HO hack kitchen. tipening
the door of the loal-roots on Lhv ground
floor she ronlarkffil lie fath
er's and mother's room. It's just near
enough to the parlor for etunpany, 11.1111
just the enough oils to he quiet. You
5111,1 have Id:111111 . 11 it 1.11 11111.1,-.0 for
such a hoar ~trootl Iffivitl as you
are," alit! the young lady laid her hand
.caressingly uu ilk 111111.
DaVill took Ito 111111. x• idt the slight ad
-1.111101., htovityer, 101 l stood 1 ivirling his
moustache, :Intl thoughtful anti
ottllffirras-totl.
"tit your,w w parent , :tri• to live with
us?" sail iifter
11:111,40.
"I luareil you might lie cxiwcting it,"
- awl I have evaded
the subject in i•tich a tilt) that I hoped
you would uniler,lanil the without ex
pination. IL ,iverns you did nol, how
ever, snit the explanation may as well
4 . 111111` 111,11" ally time. If you will
Iliinl: the malls r OVi•l', you Will Si,' that
lIIIS thing I,LII 11,,t
"Wilyll o t
, t)111 , 1 ma.uuaLlt•
osport a yoallg 111:111 1 ,, lakt•slicil a bur
.1,•11 01l his slillillik•rs."
ihey'll nut burden upon'
you--at Iran a n t mch. >ly InLretits
are mil paupers."
"And take earo of them in
iheir old :Igo?" a•slieil David.
"Win, ahnuld , hut the daughter they
lank care "1 \Vill'il w,e , a baby?" re
plied Sallie.
"I want my wire lo wail nn
"I don't think I slinuld veer fail in
my duty to my hush:mid":
siiro V , lll my darling,
,elll,l and we'll say 111/ 1111/11`
:16/11t it."
" Dark!, I put In you the smite ques
tion you 'tut lit we. \Vito will take via('
6111 niy partititt; in their old :tgit? NA'ho
if their daughter forsal:tis Ohm
" I don't ask you lit forsake thorn,'
said David impatiently, "that's just
like your higlillo\rn way of putting
Ihings. I hti willing you should do as
much for yIW.I• pitrittits as other people
do for lheils, but who twit - tit:this to mar
r.v kayo the old
the Nvitty of hi, world. The pang bird
ta,:ikes the old 11° , 1, :111 , i builds for Iler
solf :111(`NV 11111,"
"BM David, have you never read how
the stork that W:1, young and strong
winged carried the old one on its hack
Anil would you have me hiss dutiful
than the fowls of the air."' replied Sal
lie. "After all, the brute creation are
no patterns for us," said David, seeing
how Sallie had nulled the tables upon
hill). And dt.USICI the Scripture say
that a man shalt leave fathurand mother
and cleave unto his wire? .Itswer me
that. Of course the same rule holds
good for Women, too. Si now my clear
let's drop the subject. I haven't shown
you the second story yet. I hope you'll
pride myself upon it," :LIM the young
man started to lead the was up stairs,
"It's no use to go any farther," said
Sallie," mournfully, yet firmly.
.
" What do you mean by tha . r."' asked
David, paosing and looking hark,
"That 1 shall live where my parents
do."
" 'Without
for you to decide."
'" And I have decided. Of all the
•it'outeu in the world I. have chosen you
—but when I nanny you, I do not mar
ry your family."
" Very well, David."
How am 1 to understand that?"
you and I part company."
" Very well, it is then. But let me
tell you this, nut a mat, to be trilled
•with.lt's note or never with Die- "
" Never !" said Sallie.
"And let me tell you further, that if
you won't be mistress of this house,
there are plenty that will. There's
Jennie Burns, the handsomest girl in
the country—l won't say that she's to
lie had for the asking, but I have reason
Lo know she thinks favorably of one.
As to this freak of yours, it's nothing
more nor less than sheer obstinacy un
der the guise of filial piety."
"Hard words avail nothing, but I
will say, that whoever you bring here,
let it be Jennie Burns or another, I
scarcely think she can be to you what I
could have been—l who have loved you
so long and faithfully. And David,
when you shut me out of your life and
Immo becauSe I refused. to break the
tx A/aittOtet jintettivtat
VOLUME 71
fifth commandment, take care that you
do not shut out God's blessing at the
same time."
Sallie had advanced to the outside door
and was standing on the threshold, and
the setting sun, which through the
hazy atmosphere was red as blood,
shown full upon her. As she said the
last words she raised her hand to heaven,
and bathed in that crimson light she re
minded David of a martyr in the flames.
He thought that she- had never looked
so noble, and that he had never loved
her so well, but he answered not a word.
He walked home with her in silence,
and refused to enter the house.
When the news of the broken engage
ment spread through the village—as it
soon did, for David made no secret of
the alibi r—it was the occasion of much
wonder and not a little gossip. Sallie's
course was applauded by the few, and
condemned by the many—but the few
were those whose good opinions were
most to be desired.
That she could banish from her heart
a love of so long standing, without a
struggle, is not likely, but on this sub
ject her lips were silent. She grew a
little thinner and paler, but went into
society as usual, and neitherseemed de
pressed, nor assumed au artificial gaiety.
On this account, some called her heart
less.
" Foil, it shameful to see her wear
them pink ribbons—for all the world as
If she gloried in what she'd done?" said
Mrs. llurdoc•k, which remark was duly
reported to Sallie.
" I didn't know they expected me to
put on mourning,," she answered smil
ing a little bitterly.
When Mr. Dearing heard what had
happened, he said, "Our Sallie was al
wars a good girl," and then he seamed
to forget all about it. lfe had reCCIO4I
a paralo ic stroke a few years before, and
his mind had never been quite the same
since, so that nothing made a lasting
impression upon him. Mrs. Dearing, on
the contrary, begged her daughter nut
to sacrifice her happiness for them.
" My happiness will not be sacrificed,
mother," said Sallie, quietly.
Still it was not without a pang that
she saw David riding by with Jennie
Burns he un the white-faced horse she
knew se well, and she on her pretty
pony. 'l'lley saw her, toe, and ntaltled
and smiled twe ur three times, and he
leeked hack, still Lulling his hat in his
Land till they turned the eorner.
Burch, besides beingowner of the
mills, was an anuiteur farmer. lie took
delight in drives awl strange breed of
animals, and rare specimens of plants.
Ile seldom visited the mills, leaving the
care of the business almost entirely to
his foreman. Beyond these facts, the
towns people knew little of him, for lie
lived in great seclusion at his place,
Myer-bank, which was a mile or two
nut of the village.
Having heard that his foreman was
:Liana to lie married, he hail tittered hint
the prettiest Alderney heifer on his
farm as a present, nod invited him to
come and select it himself. David
thanked hini very heartily at the time,
but had never• availed himself of the
Mire!' supposed this might
lie owing to diffidence, and une day ral
lied him on the subject.
" I'm not going to he married, sir—at
least not it present," said David, look
ing glum.
" nuked! 1 hope nothing serious has
occurred," said Afr. ISurch.
" It's all said David, shaking his
head.
"A lover's quarrel, perhaps. I f that's
:111, don't despair. Young ladies like to
be coaxed."
" Nut Sallie, sir," said David.
" I suppose, OWN, she has taken sums
new fancy; they are fickle creatures,
these womenkind. What shits them
to-day, offends them to-morrow. Well,
cheer tip, my hot, and learn to get along
without them, as I do," Said Mr. Burch
smiling, and laying Ids hand lightly on
David's shoulder.
" I'm certain Sallie never loved any
one but me," answered David decidedly,
" and since you are so kind as to take
int interest in the airlift, I will tell you
the truth about it. She was unreasona
ble enough to expect to saddle toe with
the care of her old father and mother."
" And you couldn't afford to take such
a charge. Well, I'm glad you told me,
for that is easily settled. !rather than
two young people be disappointed, I'll
raise your salary."
" It was not just that," said David,
"the Dearings have a little property of
their own—but she had some line-spun
notions about the nuttier, and wanted to
take them into the family."
" Uh !" said Mr. Burch, and lie paused
abruptly, seemingly intently occupied
with punching little holes in the ground
with his gold-headed cane. "One
shouldn't be hasty in airlifts of so much
importance," said he at length. " Per
haps you may yet induce her to recon
sider."
. .
" It NV.111,1 1W of no use to try," said
David, " fur you might as well attempt
to move the bun, as to move Sallie Dear
ing when once she gets set upon any
thing she fancies to be her duty."
" Very unreasonable truly," said Mr.
Burch but there was a touch ot• sarcasm
iu his tone. "Anti you couldn't think
of yielding yotu•self."
" Never, sir, never."
" \Veil, you shall have the Alderney
all the same, for 1 suppose you won't
sell your place'."
Not I sir, nor buy a rope to hang
myself with neither."
Mr. Burch laughed, and no lie walked
away, he said to himself " I guess the
heifer will console him for his loss."
David did not indeed buy a rope to
hang himself, but he slipped his neck
into die matrimonial noose in the course
of a few months, and moved into his
new house precisely as he had planned
Io do—the only dillerence being that
Jennie Burns was his bride instead of
Sallie r)earing.
Sallie, meanwhile, was not left en
tirely without consolation ; for if she
had lost a lover, she had gained a friend,
and that friend was t less a personage
than Mr. Burch.
She was much surprised one day, OR
opening the front door in answer to the
summons of the great brass knocker, to
1,011(0(110m standing on the step, and
his horse pawing at the gate—about as
much surprised as you would be, if the
statue of Washington which adorns the
square at \Vashington should dismount
from its rampant stcyti alit! pity you a
visit.
l le extended his Mold smilingly and
inquired for her father and mother, up
on which Sallie invited him in. lle,
said lie had been trying to obtain sonic
,if the old English strawberry plants—
he had the I lovey's seedling and the
Bartlett, and in fact almost every other
variety—but the old English had lie
come very rare, and lie was told that
Mr. Dearing had it. Upon which Mr.
Dearing said that lie had, and that Mr.
Burch was welcome to some. And then
they tell into a long vonversat ion about
horticulture in general, and Mrs. Bear
ing treated him to a glass of her elder
berry wine. So he staid an hour or
more, and though he addressed but few
words to Sallie, his hazel eyes were tw
in' her ever whilehe talked to her hither.
And so upon one pretext or another he
continued to come, until at last he cants
thout any pretext at all.
The old people valued his society on
their own account not a little, lint more
because, as they said, the companion
ship of a cultivated gentleman like Mr.
Burch was such an advantage to a
young girl like their daughter. As fur
Sallie, she regarded him as a deitr broth
er, or at least she thought she did, until
her old friend Mrs. Burdock—the same
who was so scandalized by the "pink
ribbons," destroyed the illusion. It was
one afternoon early in June, when Mr.
Dearing, slept in his arm chair, his wife
darned his stockings, and Sallie sat
stitching away upon some pretty piece
of nonsense—which, truth to tell, she
was much addicted to doing—that Mrs.
Burdock stalked iu like some gaunt and
grizzly Fate. After discoursing a short
time about the :lateness of the season,
the prospect for crops,—Mrs. Black's
"rheumatic" and Mr. 'Brown's broken
leg—she came at last to the subject up
permost in her mind, and which had
been the real motive to her cull.
" So Mr. Burch is going to be mar
ried," she remarked, looking keenly at
Sallie. That young woman gave a little
start, which caused her to prick her fin
ger and stain her work with blood, and
let us hope that she derived a momen
tary satisfaction from the fancy that the
cambric was Mrs. Burdock and the
needle a dagger. She did not, however,
look up or make any reply; but her
mother said in the most commonplace
way in the world :
Is he? Who's the lady?"
" That I hain't found out, but he's fix
in' his house with the beautifullest new
things. I made an arrant there and saw
'ens myself. It must be the Queen of
Sheby at least," and Mrs. Burdock
cackled at her own wit, "He'sbeen down
to Boston three times in one week—only
think of it," she added.
What followed Sallie did not hear—
she felt confused and bewildered, and
was thankful when she could steal away
to her chamber. Then she reproached
herself for feeling distressed at the news.
"What is it to me," thought she,
"whether he is married or not? He
has been the kindest and dearest of
friends, and I hoped things might con
tinue as they were, but I had no right to
expect it. Well, whatever happens, I
shall always reverence him as the no
blest man in the world—nobody can de
prive me of that comfort."
Like many other young ladies, Sallie
was a little given to superlatives, as may
be seen.
The next day Mr. Burch called, smil
ing as handsomely as ever. He con
, firmed the truth of Mrs. Burdock's
statement with regard to refitting his
house, and paid Sallie the compliment
of asking the benefit of her taste in com
pleting the arrangements.
" Will you put on your hat, and go
over with me now?" he asked.
"Certainly." she said, and tried to
add, "with pleasure," but the words
got no farther than her throat.
She remembered how she had once
gone over another house with another
bridegroom, but it was not that memory
which caused her to sigh as she crossed
the threshold at Riverbank.
" Indeed, Mr. Burch, you had little
need of any taste but your own," ob
served she.
"They had nearly completed their
survey of the house, and were now
standing by a recess tilled Nvfth ehoiee,t
plants.
" l'hen you are he aslwil.
" I MU Charmed."
"it still lacks one thing without
which even Paradise was tot complete"
said—" its Eve."
" A difficulty which will soon be sup
plied, I suppose," said she, turtling her
hack on Mr. Burch, and looking intently
into the heart of a
" That depends on you," lie said.
"On me!" exclaimed Sallie, facing
him now ; "hots• can that be
"Because, unless you consent to mar
ry ino yourself, I shall still
,itiglt.
" Impossible!" said she.
" Have I presumed too much he
asked, regarding her earnestly.
" I meant impossible that you should
think of me," stammered simple Sallie,
blushing rosily.
" Itut, seeing that it is impossible—
what then—"
" then—"
" I shall fill up the blank to suit lily
sylf," said lie, bylining lower, and tak
ing her hands in his, but tii his satyric,
drew back.
"There are :minr things that may
cause you to alter your mind," said she.
" \Veil?" said he, anil waited for what
she hail to say next.
" I have I;een engaged b e tray," Ale
said.
" I know it."
"•I'o your foreman.•'
" I know it."
" I have two old people dependant on
my care."
"I know it."
MMMII=IIIMIN
"And I can never wish you to. It
was hearing of your devotion to them,
that first led me to seek your acquaint
ance. I know so dutiful a daughter
must make a true and faithful wife, and
so 1 set myself to the task of winning,
your aMetions. Have I succeeded'."'
Sallie was agltio in contemplation of
the calla-lilly. BLit Mr. Burch was a
roan who was not to he put oil' with any
evasions, so he repeated. " Have I suc
ceeded""
" Yes," said Sallie.
Then he kissed her, as it was high
time he should do, and said a great nut n•
lack-a-daisical things to her or which
this is one:
" I won't say that your personal
graces had no effect upon ine, hut then
I must have loved you had you been as
gaunt and grim as —"
" ilrs. Burdock," suggested Sallie.
Both laughed and luninished his sen
tence:—" Instead of the sweetest little
lady in all the world, as you are."
Mr. Burch fulfilled the prediction
of Mrs. Burdock, and brought a wife to
Riverbank, but that good - woman was
sorely disappointed that the expected
"Queen of Sheby" should turn out to
be nobody but little Sallie Doaring.
Mr. and Mrs. Dearing was very happy
in theft new home, nor do I think their
son-in-law ever regarded them as a bur
den or wished them away, for he was
more than once heard to remark—
" There is nothing which gives such
dignity ton house :IS the presence of se
rene old age."
No special misfortunes befell David
Thompson, and the world calls him a
prosperous man, yet sometimes when
vexed to the soul by a vain, frivolous
and heartless wife, he thinks of one
whose steadfast spirit might have been
his stay and comfort.
A nd sometimes, w hen return lng home
at evening, he fancies he sees standing
on his threshold in the crimson light of
the setting sun, a figure with ,me hand
raised to heaven, and these are the
words it utters—
" And David, when you shut me out
of your life and home because I refuse
to break the fifth commandment, take
care that you do not shut out (toil's
blessing at the same time !"
A Word to Young WOMCII
'I he readiness with which American
girls accept the attention of comp:Lt . :di ve
strangers is forever a matter of aston
ishment to foreigners. It would he as
much a matter of astonishment to our
selves if we once stopped to think about
it. A gentleman is casually introduced,
a lively conversation follows, calls are
made next day and for a week to mottle,
rides, flirtations, and love making en
tered upon, and oftentimes, after 11,,
more than a fortnight's acquaintance,
confidences given that not less than half
a year's acquaintance should warrant.
A case of this sort of eager intimacy
occurred in a pretty inland town not
more than three hundred miles from
New York, which resulted most disas
trously. A young man stopping tem
porarily in the town saw and fancied a
young lady upon the street, ascertained
tier name, etc., forged a letter of intro
duction, presented it, with himself, and
was most cordially received by the young
lady and her parents. Walks, rides and
excursions ensued, and in less than a
month the two were married. Almost
immediately, the true (diameter of the
" handsome, agreeable, and intelligent
young man" came to light_ lie was a
roue, a gambler, and had a wife in a
distant State. lie was Arrested, tried
for bigamy, and sentenced to Auburn
State Prison for the term of five years.
The girl died of a broken heart, and her
mother, overwhelmed with grief, soon
followed her to the grave
I hate distrust and suspicion, and
should be the last to engender such a
feeling in any body toward nook Md.
But i also hate to see girls die broken
hearted, or their lives blasted by the
rascality of some heartless, unprincipled
villain, when all the evil might have
been averted by mere womanly, sensible
prudence. A man, whether honorable
or dishonorable, admires a girl all the
more for the exercise of discretion and
care in regard to her associates. It is an
established fact that a man may seem to
be all that is worthy and desirable, and
yet in reality not be fit to step across
the outer threshold of an honest man's
house, much less permitted to open his
abominable lips in courtly speech to an
innocent, unsuspecting girl.
Now, that the summer has conic, and
tourists and eitv-bred fellows are strag
gling around through the country, let
the girls bear this sad story in mind.
Be civil and courteous, but don't open
the door of your heart to everybody who
happens to dress well, and earl turn
compliments more gracious than the
honest and :pe.hups awkward country
boys of your own neighborhood. Be
too proud to become a prey to these
gormandizers of human hearts, who give
gratuitous love-lessons during the sum
mer, and laugh all through the autumn
at your wonderful aptness. It is hard
and ugly to be so particular, I know,
but it pays in the end ; and haven't you
read, time and again, that all that glit
ters is not gold?
In Boston, one day last week police
officers were stationed on Tremont street
for the purpose of taking an accurate
count of the travel and the following
was the result: Horse cars, 1457 ; ve
hicles of all other descriptions, 3899;
foot passengers on the easterly side,
7045; foot passengers on the westerly
side, 3790 ; making the total of foot pas
sengers, 10,835,
LANCASTER, PA., WEDNESDAY MORNING JUNE 29. 1870
Loie and Angling.
"The nlea-santest angllisg Is to see the fisii
Cut with her golden oars the silver stream,
And greedily devour the treacherous halt;
So angle we for Beatrice, who even now
Is couched lo the woodbine coverture."
Much Ado About Nothing
Looking out from my bedroom win
dow of the Swan, while the May moon
was shining on a broad reach of the
trout stream at the end of the smooth
shaven green before the inn, with the
scent of hawthorn coming with the
dust, the gurgling talk of the water, as
it ran and rippled against the sedges,
seemed to possess an odd personal sig
nificance which one sometimes finds in
the jangling of bells or the sound of a
railway train. When I closed my shut
ters and got into the lavender-scented
sheets, I still continued to hearthe voice
of the waters chiming a dreamy ro
mance, which very soon lulled me to
sleep, and at the same time into a
dreamland of the pleasantest fancies
born of my waking reveries and of the
chant of the waters, which, you should
know, is always louder in the daytime
than in the night. I went through the
story of Undine over again. My nymph
was a fair (lemon of the Wimple, whom
I wooed and.won in that kind of oft=
handed fashion in which we managed
such things for ourselves when within
the portals of the ivory gate.
Our courtship seemed to have begun in
another place as we took it up at the
point where we had declared eternal
love to each other; and we required no
explanations between us. We were, if
you please, as happy is the shepherds
and shepherdesses who tended the silly
sheep of Arcady, whose days ran out
with billing and cooing, and piping of
oaten straws, with just a few back
gmaind perils from the goat-hoofed
satyrs of the glades trod the forest. As
we sat together of a noontide (perhaps
in the Forest of Arden—Shakespeare
furnishes a dream-druma with Eleenery
very often), the pain of an approaching
loss weighed Inc down ; and when I
turned wistfully towards my compan
ion, lo! the foul crew of Comus had
carried her MI, the mocking laughter of
the hideous rapparees withered the
trees into the black and stunted growths
of a Loudon park in December; the
light went out suddenly from the pie
ture, and I sank into wakefulness with
a curious ache and longing which may
have been in part indigestion—in part,
at any rate, grief, at the breaking up of
the vision; tool in the half-conscious
mood which followed the eatastrophe,
when the mind still hovered between
things real and unreal, the song of the
Wimple revealed itself once more, and
with it the carols of the birds that were
hailing the dawn.
I make a short but good running at
hreakfast, and as the Wimple must be
fished boliure the sun has burned up
the clouds, I bend my steps toward the
stream, turning from the lawn into a
path through the lush grass, on which
the beads of dew are glittering like the
jewels Oil the scabbard of Prince Ester
hazy's sword. It is my first Visit to the
Wimple, and to me there is a peculiar
charm in angling upon 1111 unknown
stream. ris like making a fresh ac
quaintance about whom you imagine
all sorts of agreeable
You foul little of the van
ity of an explorer, Mu; for scenes
that are unfamiliar to us We constantly
think are strange to others. That May
morning, how well I remember it! The
dappled cows; the lark singing with so
much heart that his song seemed to re
bound from the very vault of the skies,
or to break as it touched it and fall in a
shower of melody about us; the cool
gelid air of the dawn breeze ; the scents
of the aromatic waterplants,—they are
present to me as I write with a vivid•
mess that is tillnnst troublesome. Here
is a bank after ()Id Walton's own heart.
A deep pool, above a long stone slab,
covered wit hh a beard of moss, over
which the Wimple runs and falls about
a single foot, making a creamy swirl
which ought to be a sure hind for a
trout. My rod has been already put
up, and selecting a small dun Hy,
standing as far back as possible, I throw
my first east. Ha! a rise, as I live; but
he hasn't touched the hook. Try him
again, and be more cautious in striking
this time. Ile has it, and as he dashes
across the rivulet with the Ily, I can feel
front the pull that he is a pound weight
if an ounce. Ile has a game tussle lie
his. life, but wearies at last, and at the
roll of the winch is towed helpless to
the little shallow bay, where he is as
sisted to land by the let. A beautiful
fish, my masters, gleaming with 'Vides,
and a pretty sight, as he lies on Ids
death-couch in the basket, upon a lad
let of pale primroses, moss, and violets,
which have been placed there to honor
the first prize, which like the first baby
is always the most precious godsend.
Fortune is tickle with ui , ; brethren of
the angle, :is with other folk. Fortune
deserts me after a single favor. In vain,
for a whole hour, do I exhaust my skill
and tly-book. The hare's car that never
failed before fails now; the tiny silver
and gray, so often successful with the
shy citizens of the brook, tempts them
not, or only tempts them to imitate the
bull at Ow Islington Spanish bull-tight,
which merely coquetted with his hind
legs with the artists in that exhibition.
So, with my solitary fish, I wander up
the stream and at length I begin to sus
pect I must have passed the boundary
of the district which has been allotted
for the use of his customers to the laud
lord of the Swan. However, there is
Ott attractive piece of water, well
shaded by alders on one side, and with
a clear batik on the other, which
I determine to assay, even at the risk of
being caught as a poacher. Here I have
better luck, although the trout are
small, and do not necessitate the em
ployment of the landing-net. Brook
trout are biting merrily, and I begin to
think I shall have a fair creel to show
for the morning sport, when suddenly I
become conscious of a very singular
phenomenon that for the moment
startles me considerably. Making a
east into a ripple, round a big boulder,
I tied my line firmly caught and drag
ged into the air, my reel gives out, an
other reel gives out, and, as I live, I am
firmly entangled.
" a, how iiresinne!" some one cries
from the shelter of the alders; and a
moment afterwards :t young lady comes
into sight with a ilei ideil flush of' anger
on her cheeks.
The young lady is clothed in gray
from irt I to hose. She has gray gloves,
and gray gaiters below her short dress:
a gray hat with a gray father; hut her
cheeks are red, anti she Itmks deliciously
cross nt the novident she had met with.
`• 1 kin't he taking oil* your hat, please;
but try anti free my line if yea tan.
" If you will be good enough to let
out \ollie 1 ;tt•heel in, I can then unfas-
ten the hooka."
This is done tcith rather a sulky air ;
and when relea,ed, the gray angler calls
out,—
" Do you know, sir, that you hove no
right to fish here? This part of the
stream is strictly preserved."
"I am sorry lam trespassing•. I in
tended to leave my curd at the house
above, to which I presume the fishing
is attached."
" \Veil," this time smiling, like—
like a rippling sea under an August sun
and breeze), "let me see if you can throw
a fly, I will give you leave to whip the
stream as far as the plank-crossing
above."
" 0, I would nut spoil your sport for
the world."
"Perhaps you won't spoil my sport
after all. When you are done, I shall
wait until the water rests, and go over
it again."
The slightest touch of sarcasm gave
the ilaVor of a pickled walnut to this
remark. We pass beyond the alders to
where the stream is more open. The
gray damsel, with her rod on her , shoul
der, watches my performance from the
opposite bank. Rather anxious to dis
play my deftness at the gentle art, I
stand well back, whisk out a very long
line, and a .9 the flies are skimming the
water the wicked wind suddenly tosses
them wildly about my lady's turban,
and in a second the head-gear is firmly
hooked. With a growl at my awkward
ness, I waded at once into the brook,
and begged her pardon. She said noth
ing, but bent her face towards me in
order to have the accident remedied.
Ai di me! The poet who was ensnared
in the golden hair of his mistress could
safely sympathize with me at the mo•
ment.
"I am very unlucky. Will you for
give my awkwardness 1"
" Yes; but as I am my own game
keeper, you must give up your name."
I took a card from my fly-book and
presented it to her.
"Mr. Frank Dalton ! I have heard
the name before. Are not the editor of
something or other in London?
Heavens! something or other! "Is
it in this style the Macrosmictrum was
spoken of in the provinces? I bowed
to imply that the periodical dimly re
ferred to was under my charge.
"0, I'm so glad to have seen n real lit
earry man ! No wonder you could n't
fish."
"But I can, I assure you."
"No; you came here to moon, and to
imagine yourself Izaak Walton. Cle
ver people never make good anglers."
"And yet I saw you throw a fly very
prettily just now."
Take care, sir, take care ; you have
been caught poaching, and if you add
to your crime by paying me a direct
compliment, you shall be charged be
fore my pa with both offences."
I declare we talked on together with
no more embarrassment than if we had
known each other for a month at least.
"Mr. Dalton," said the little gray
woman she was petite) as we came to a
path leading to a house surrounded with
dark cedars, her tone altering from one
of banter to that of a young lady doing
the royal honors of her domain, " you
are quite welcome to angle on our part
of the river as long as you are stopping
here. Do you know that pa is a contri
butor as well as a subscriber to your
paper
" Indeed! Well, lam very grateful,
'
' (hue.''
"Jlias Clam, I have been indebted to
Clare for several essays on entomo
logy."
0, pa is mail about Limit: beetles, I
ant his butterfly hunter. Conn , up and
see our eol.ifiction."
'We met Mr. Clare un a croquet-lawn,
unit in a few minutes were known to
eaeli •ther as eorresponiliints.
"You will remain to luncheon, Mr.
Dalton ?"
" Thank von."
Walking to the Swan that night, after
Lill entire day at Wimple Lodge,—after
a luncheon under the cedars, and din
ner' followed by an hour's croquet, and
an hour during which a waltz of Cho
pin's was played by Miss Clare to the
fragraucciof heliutrope,—.lstopped on the
bridge of the hamlet, and heard the river
again whispering wild fancies to the
reeds. Again I heard it as I lay awake,
and I seemed to hear it as I slept and
dreamt oncemore of Undinc—ofUndine,
this time clothed in gray garments, and
much resembling, Miss Clare in her gen
eral appearance. Nexl. morning, as I saw
the thish of the new day in the east I
thought, would my Emirs, like the Ent-
ily of Chaucer, rise with the sun 80,
I would be down to the river on the
chance of meeting her once inure. Tile
trout had an easy time (aft, ; the angler's
heart was not MI6; work. Ho whipped
off his lilies ; he pulled them with a
stupid jerk from the fishes' mouth. He
would have sighed, „ Heigh(;" and
would have said, " Mack!" if
those expressions were not obsolete.
Then, to make mutters worse, he ceased
his callingultogethey, and lunged to cry,
My lady sweet, arise! my lady sweet,
arise! with everything that pretty bin."
Then he lit a cigar, which drove away
the perfume of the flowers, but could
not stop the clamor of the Wimple,
which became, if possible, more impor
tunate in suggesting love reveries than
ever. htill thy lady in gray oometh not;
and I am resolved to go on a weak pre
tence to the house( to examine a scum
bums, or some other fearful wild-fowl
connected with entomology. A rustle
in the grass by me.
" Why so pensive, angler ?
" U Miss Clare, the fish won't bite ;
and 1 have not the patience (dart adept."
" You had better give it up, and help
me to catch butterflies. There goes a
lovely blue one ?"
And oil dashed the gray gaiters
through the meadow, scattering mead
ow-s,veut, buttercups, anti CloVer to right
and left on their path ; above them a
long pole, wielded by the owner, with a
net on the top of it, and the quarry wag
gling and skirling in front. The gray
damsel returns with the prey inineshed;
such a color on her (Meek, curb a light
in those violet eyes
" It is a pity to call butterflies, Latin
names, Mr. Dalton. Flowers are spoiled
in the came way."
" I wonder you have Iltrt a grL•ater rt
sleet for science.''
" I hate scienec '
"Music?"
"0, I love music, but that is mlifli•r
em
I ant not going to try and write down
our talk that forenoon or that :till moon
It now beeame a daily cu=tout of ours to
meet, and I frequently dined and took
tea at the lodge. I should say that Mr.
Clare was a widower, and lkdia his 0111 y
daughter. "It is hard to lose her," he
said to ine one evening, across the wal
and the wine ; "it is hard to lose
her."
(Had I was that we were sitting be
tween the lights. Bella was in the
drawing room playing a wordless song
of Mendelssolin's that WaS more elo
quent than any verses that poet Las
ever wedded to music.
"Yes," he continuJd, "Bella is en
gaged to Captain Hay, a eousin of hers,
and he has written to me about having
the marriage brought offshortly."
never heard speak of him. Is the
engagement of long standing ?"
" 0 dear, yes ; since they were . chil
dren."
I,These cursed eousinships! The uld
stury—since they were children ! But
what a desperate flirt that gray minx
must have been!
" h Captain 'Hay a member of the
Club ?,' (mentioning an asucia
tion for drinking late brandy-and-setter,
to which I myself belonged.)
" 'Yes. I have heard him speak of it."
Well. I no longer felt angry with my
gray deceiver: I felt sorry for her, hay
I knew to be thoroughly had form, as
far as women were concerned,
lle is coming here next week. YOU
Will he glad to meet hint'"
"Thank you, I know Captain I fay
slightly already,"
MEMO
When I had taken a cup of coffee
opened the photograph-allmin, which
lay on the drawing-room table. 'fum
ing over the leaves until I came to one
of a tall pentleman, with luxurious
whiskers and a cruel mouth I brought
the book over to Bella Clare, and simply
said.—
" Miss Clare, is not this Captain Ira}',
to whom you are engaged
An expression of p:Lin anni.yanee
crossed her faro.
" but I didn't want }'on to It now.
You will not lie half as nice now."
" CILIA aiII Hay and I are members of
the same club. Why shouldn't Ibe as
nice now as I was before I knew your
seeret ?"
" 0, you are one of those men who
would he sure to he sittetunish about
flirting with your neighbor's goods, and
now you will begin to sulk and pout,
and consider yourself' ill-used, that—
that we have been such friends."
I wa, silent. I was cut,—cut to the
very soul. Mr. Clare hare entered the
room, and we talked of indill'urent mat
ters until I rose to take my leave. I
shook hands with Mr. Clare and bowed
to Bella. As I walked towards the
hall-dour I heard a quick, light step
after Inc.
" Dear Mr. Dalton, I am very sorry
There is no mischief done, is there
You must shake hands with me."
I did. I could not help it; but the
Wimple all that night spoke in sad un
dertones, not without a certain " Turn
again, Whittington" strain through
them however.
Why didn't I go back to town at
once? My sub-editor of the Afacrosnii
e,runt wrote for me twice, and still I
lingered at the Swan making believe to
try and catch trout. Both Hay and his
fiancee called to see me; to "rout me
out," us Bella said; but I nursed my
grievance. I couldn't bear to look at
the couple together.
My last evening at the Wimple. I
stroll down to the bank, having packed
up my knapsack for departure on the
morrow. The sun has dropped below
the hills ; the craik-cniik of the rail, or
the thin harking of a distant dog, and
the voices of men driving cattle some
where or other, touch me with a kind of
regret like what one feels at the close of
a concert. I walk up as far as the alders,
and cross over on the plank, for from
this spot I can see Wimple Lodge.
" Poacher again ! With night flies,
moths, and, for all I know matches and
a torch, for worse deeds when honest
folks were in bed!
" Miss Clare !"
"Yes, I am no ghost. Here, help me
to put a cast of these big evening flies."
`Have"ave you any others? I don t think
these are quite the thing."
" 0 yes; I took Charlie's book from
his basket as he wassnoozing with papa
above. Let us see , The Romance of a Counting, House
in the dining-roo
what he has in it."
" As she opened the book a carte tum
bled out and fell on the grass. I stoop
ed down and handed it to her.
The moon was by this time shining
so brightly that you might read by it.
Miss Clare took the carte and guard at
it. She turned to me with a hasty
"good night," and before I could re
cover from my astonishment had ilk
appeared in the direction of the Lodgo.
I had not even time to say "good by,"
as I had intended.
About half an hour after I arrived at
the Swan, a messenger from the Lodge
brought the following note:
WIMPLE Loncc, Tuesday Night.
" Dear Mr. Allot,—Do not go uway
uutil I see you to-morrow.
" BELLS CLAUI:."
What . did the river say during the
small hours? I know that I could not
sleep for it until the cock crowed, and
I was late to breakfast. When I came
down, my landlady, who was indeed
lord and lady of the Swan, told me Miss
Clare had been waiting for me for half
an hour. She was seated in the little
parlor, and when I entered she at once
pulled from her pocket the picture that
had fallen from Hay's fly-book.
"Mr. Dalton," she said, "you are a
gentleman, and as a gentleman I ask
you to do me a service, although I must
grant you the right to refuse answering
Inc at all—if you like."
"I will answer any...question you ask
"Yen are acquainted with Captain
liay—Charlie—in London?
You arc not intimate, but you know
his set
•' I know his set ?"
" And, sir," (you should see the vi,,l,•t
eyes on tire, and the little hands eleurh
ed, and hear the stamp of a stout-booted
foot on the floor,) "knowing Captain
Hay's friends and his acquaintances of
this order," t flinging the carte on t he
table,) "you say nothing of warning or
caution to a girl who is going to marry
him!"
(God knows how unprepared I was
for this scene! Here was my little gray
nymph, my butterfly-hunter, breaking
out in a completely new style.)
"It would be impertinent fur mc to
interfere."
It NVIIS, cruel of you, Mr. Dalton."
" Ladies are more merciful, Miss Clare
You have given me a lesson in kindness
have you not ?"
"Frank—Mr. Dalton "
"No—Frank."
" Well, Frank, I am sorry more than
ran tell you for my folly. Will you
help me to break off with Captain
Hay?"
" lie may have bought the carte in a
shop. The lady is as popular in the
windows as the portraits of the Bishop
of Oxford."
"No, no—l hats him ! The creature
has written to him on the back of it."
"I would sooner see you the wife el
some one else, I confess."
" Would you ?"
The tone in which , lie spoke brought
me to her side. " Bella! "
"Yes, Frank."
`Shall we go fishing, and talk i
over ?"
" You must lend me-a rod and
then."
" Yea ; but you have not breakfasted."
I went and poured out some tea, and
got her a chair. We understood each
other now as fairly and clearly as l'n
dine and I did each other in that dream
told you of.
"Captain Ifay, please, sir," the land
lady announces at the door.
Bella blushes a little. Hay is as cool
as possible. He sen the carte on the
table, and takes in the whole situation
at a glance.
" Captain Hay—" I continence.
"Stop," said the eapt4in ; " save
you soon?. trouble, Dalton. Bella, I ain't
sorry to be off with you. I was n't tit,
an' all that sort of thing,. Bless you
both, my children!" and he was out of
the room.
We laughed heartily, and when we
went to Wimple Lodge we found that
the gallant captain had disappeared :II
together.
So the story the river told, and the lit-
Ide of the dream, have conic true; and
I only wish to all honest anglers that
they may be aslortunate in their sport
as I was that spring morning when I
first met the gray tisher-maiden of the
Wimple. Nothing that I eau say will
ever persuade that lady that I did not
hook her hat intentionally: and it was
only upon condition that I would men
tion her suspicion, that glie has allowed
me to write as I have done.
Teutonic Insurance
A thin, cadaverous looking I iermn.
about fifty years of age, entered the oi
lier of a health insurance company, in
this city, the other day, and inquired :
" lsh de man in what inshures de peo
ple's helts?"
The Agent politely answered, I at
tend to that business, sir."
'' Veil, I vants my !melts insured, sot
you charge
"Different prices,' answered thy•
clerk, from t hree to ten dollars a year ;
pay ten dollars a year and you get ten
dollars a week in ease of sickness."
" Veil" said " I vaut.+ 0.11
dollars volt."
" ish sick all de time. l'sc
shunt out de bed two, tree hours a tae,
and te doctor says he can't do nothing
more gout for me."
" If that's the state of your health, -
returned the agent, " can't insure it.
AV, only insure persons who are in good
Lealt h."
At this .Eynheer hri,tled up in great
anger.
" You must think. I'se a big fool. Vot
you think I come pay you ton dolla N
for inshure my helt when I was yell !"
Orchards andiPoultry
in experienced orchardist says
The public has yet to learn the full
advantage of keeping poultry. Few
seem to appreciate what they may do
among, trees in an orchard of a quarter
of an acre, where they may be kept by
a picket fen., four to five feet high,
putting in say 1:2.5 fowls, awl observe
the result. He will avoid the annoy
ance in the garden of which so many
complain, while they will:work among
the trees, doing just what is needed,
keeping the ground well cultivated, and
destroying every thing that can injure
the fruit trees in the shape of bugs,
worms, or other insects. lay a large
number of eggs, w h eh are a cash arti
cle, to sav nothing of the chickens,
which Will pay for raising at the present
time. I have tried it, and know it is so.
I have about one hundred fowls.
which have worked admirably- among
illy trees, keeping the ground in good
condition, keeping off the insects, and
promoting the growth of the orchard.
I ain satisfied that we have yet to learn
the full benefit which may be derived
from the proper management of fowls,
and it is quite possible that the method
I have suggested may offer the best way
of getting our apple orchards into bear
ing condition again.
Athlce to Young, Bce•Beepers
Beginners in bee-keeping should not,
when going into the business, build
costly bee-houses, provide high-priced
untested patent hives, purchase a large
number of colonies, or buy three-band
ed" Italian queens at a time when as
yet they can hardly tell a drone from a
worker. Begin moderately and hasten
slowly. The needful experience in
practical bee-culture is much more easily
and far more efficiently acquired, by
careful attention to a fewlehoice stocks,
than by a hurried supervision of a large
number, even with the aid of manuals
and text books. Plain, simple mov
able frame hives, too, will be found
better suited for the requisite ma
nipulations, than fanciful and compli
cated contrivances devised by persons
really ignorant themselves of the habits
and wants of the bees. And colonies
placed in an open situation, with their
hives readily accessible from all sides
and somewhat sheltered or shaded by
trees or vines, will be much more con
veniently managed than when placed
in ordinary sheds orout-door bee-houses.
Study first to know what is required for
success, and then extend your opera
tions when you are sure that you can
have the business "well in hand."—Am.
13cc Journal.
The papers published in the vicinity
of the Lake Superior Copper mines, are
cautioning laborers, and particularly
unskilled ones, from emigrating to that
region. The copper interest is at pre
sent entirely prostrated, and shows no
signs of an early revival. The conse
quence of this depression is that nine
out of every ten of the miners are idle.
It came about in this way. I had
married and was going to make my for.
tune, and therefore, (having that laud
able end in viewo left a good situation
in Yorkshire to settle down in Liver
pool as a merchant "on my own ac
count," and continence to make it with
out delay. I had not much capital, and
so resolved to economize at first, In
course of time I imagined the tidy
brougham and the country house across
the Mersey would certainly come; and
one serene September evening, many
ears ago, I was walking up and do vn
St. Cieorge's landing-stage building cas
tles in the air, wandering whether rents
were • high at New Brighton, and
whether Kate would prefer a pony
plueton to a brougham. I am not sorry
to add I still reside in It MO) lest house
up Edge Hill way, and that I come to
business as Ciesar went to Rome, ac
cording to Joe Miller, "summit diligen
tia," on the top of an onmilms. I was
waiting for Mr. Moss Moses to return to
his office in a street hard by,—call it
Mersey street, and for the reason that
Mr. Moss Moses had a furnished place
to let which his advertisement called
" two spacious Counting rooms,"—good
ness knows I never counted much Cheri
in the shape of ruin ; and I did not like
the situation; our the narrow, dark
staircase ; nor the look of the boy of
Hebrew extraction who bawled " Cub
id," when I knocked, and told me "Mr.
Hoses would be id at eight o'clock ;"
but twenty-live pounds a year was very
cheap, so I told my young friend I
would call at that time, at look at the
" counting rooms."
HOW well I retuember that night !
ferry-boats front the Cheshire short
gliding along with their lights twink
ling like glow-worms, the vast bull of
the I freat Eastern just visible in the
Sloyne, the squared yards, and all it
taut look of a seventy-four of the old
MAIOOL SilOWing black and distill,'
against the daffodil sky, find the lap of
the swell against the under timbers of
the stage—l way inclined to be senti
mental; but 111 r. Moss Moses elaimed
my attention, and once more I entered
his office and found hint awaiting me.
Ile was a little, fat, good-tempered Jew,
who spoke decent English ; and who, I
afterwards found out, was constantly
affirming in season, and out of season,
that he was no descendant of Abraham.
" Ville, 'lronton !" he cried, jumping
Crow his chair. "Nly lad told iii you'd
been ; where have you been these two
months and more? Look here, old fel
low, I've advertised your place; but
you can have it on the old terms."
Some mistake, sir, I believe '•" and
I handed him a card bearing the in
scription "Charles Harker."
He took it and held it to the gaslight.,
looked at the back, considered it end
ways, and pondered over it upside down.
Then taking the candle his clerk had
brought, held it close to my face.
' If you are not disposed to proceed to
business, I will bid you good night,"
said I, greatly annoyed at his manner.
" It's him, and it ain't him," he said
aloud ; " Carl never could look 0 man
in the face as this one does. And yet I
don't see m v way through the features."
"There fe no necessity for you to
trouble yourself about my features !"
exclaimed, opening the door, —" good
night."
"Stop, stop, my good sir! and don't
be offended. It was a mistake. All
Isaac's mistake, upon my honor."
" All a llistake," echoed young Isaac.
My curiosity was excited, and, be
sides, T really wanted the offices ; and I
therefore allowed myself to be persuad
ed into mounting the narrow staircase,
until we faced a door bearing the name
of Brunton on it in while letters, and
having, the two upper panels glazed,
more, should imagine, to supply light
to the iitaireibie than her admission of
light to the ottice.
Mr. Moss produced a key, and turning
to me with a good-natured smile, said,
“I'd have sworn you were Brunton five
minutes ago, but I tun sure now that I
was wrong. Carl always swore as he
came up stairs, and you haven't. It's
Itruntun's face all but the eyes, and I'd
swear to the eyes anywhere. That is,
to the twinkle of 'em, you know."
And he unlocked th e door and invited
le within.
Walking to a table on which he had
placed the light, I took a chair, and pro
duced WY pocket-book,
" Before we go further, Mr. Moss, let
us quite understand each other. I have
no wish to derive any benefit from auv
virtues Mr. Brunton may possess, and - I
am going to convince you that I am
what I represent myself to be. Be good
enough to read that letter."
It Wati one from a merchant in the
north, only received that morning, and
mentioned circumstances which were
sufficient to settle any doubts as to toy
identity.
Mr. Moss read it, folded it up briskly,
and pre! , ented it to inc with a laiw.
sir, I apologize, I confess that up
to this moment I fancied it was Carl ;
but what puzzled me was, that such a
surly fellow should take to larking and
playing the fool. You are very much
like my last truant, sir, that is all."
" Very well; now that matter is set
tled, let us look at the rooms."
lighted gas showed nie a large o ne
ne
and very barely furnished. There was
a large leather-covered table with a desk
on it, four chairs, an inkstand, and a
partially tilled waste-paper basket, and
that was all.
Rather meagre, Mr, Moss."
" Now, my dear sir, what more could
you want? Would you like a safe?
I've got one to spare down stairs and
you shall have it, and a new nat fur
your feet,--there hate hag
gling."
"Let Inc see the other room, please."
It was one which a person sitting at
the table would have right opposite to
him, and it had no dour. "it was a
clerk's ullice," Mr. Moss said, "and you
wanted your eye on such chaps." I
suggested that the principal might
soinetilileS want privacy, whereupon he
said "he had the door down stairs and
it should be hung at once if 1 w.shed
it." But having no intention of en
gaging a clerk at present I told him it
was of no consequence.
The room was apout half the size of
the outerone, and contained a desk and
stool. There was a large closet for coals
and such like matters, and good allow
ance of dust and cobwebs of dust and
cobwebs all over.
"I'll have it cleaned up tomorrow,"
said Mr. Moss. "It looks beautiful
when clean, and you'll find the dusk to
Ire really Spanish mahogany."
They would suit me well enough, and
I told Mr. Moss SO ; paid him a quarter's
rent in advance, and rose to depart.
"0, by the way, Mr. Moss," I ex
claimed, a sudden thought striking me;
"I will send a man to paint my n a me
on the door, and on the wall down
stairs."
"Very good, sir; I would dolt at once
111 were you. Carl WILY a loose fish,
and it you delayed it until you got here
you might be annoyed."
"How so? What way he?"
"'Take a cigar first, Mr. Harker, you'll
find no better in Liverpool. Lord! how
like him you do look when I don't see
your eyes!"
"And yet I have not been thought to
resemble a loose fish before, Mr. Moss."
" I didn't mean that. Have you never
seen an ugly person resemble a very
handsome one? I have many a time.
Well, about Carl: he uas here about
two years, and call me a Jew if I could
reckon him up. He used to come here
about noon, and work up to eight or
nine o'clock at night ; but what busi
he worked at I could never find out. I
know he had a big ledger, and two or
three such books; but a big ledger won't
make a business any more than a big
carpet-bag will and he always carried
one. He would come and smoke a cigar
with me now and then • but I never
came up here during all that time, and
he kept this door locked. He always
seemed to be expecting a blow did poor
Carl, more like a rat in a corner than
anything else,poor beggar! Well, sir,
one morning I found the key on my
mat, and found the place just as you see
it, and have nevellseen Carl since. One
or two queer-looking men have inquired
about him, and asked if he was coining
back, and I said most likely he would,
and likely enough he will. "
"Not at all an Interesting story," I
thought, and I felt inclined to yawn in
Mr. Moss's face ; but I thanked him for
his information, and promised to take
possession in three days, which I spent
in presenting my letters of introduction,
and making other arrangements for the
prosecution of my plans.
At length the eventful day arrived,
and I stood In my own office, with my
name emblazoned on the door and pas
sage wall. I was waiting for a friend to
call on me (who, by the way, had prom
NUMBER 26
ised to put me in the way of doing some
1 business that very days, and felt hil
-1 patient for his arrival in consequence'.
The office was clean and tidy, and the
floors had been well serubbod.
Why hadn't they emptied the waste
paper basket of all that lumber?
The office keeper had lighted a tire,
and I took up the basket to perform the
operation myself; but from some cause
or other I placed it on the table and be
gan idly to burn the scraps one by one.
I had nearly disposed of them all
when a scrap attracted my attention and
I read it. It was torn so us to leave u
few words intact, and it ran thus:
" Louise has given your description,
and you may rely on our finding you.
Forward the plates at mire, or --
Then another piece of mysterious pa
per, apparently u plan of ,0:11C place or
other.
What did this mean
But I had no time to consider, for my
friend entered, and putting the two
seers uf paper 111 try drawer, I emptied
the basket in the tire, :LIM went out with
him to do a good day's work.
Returning late in the evening . , I relit
the tire, and addressed myself to the
writing of two important letters to he
posted by 11:30 that night , in order to he
in time for the Cunard liner, which
sailed early in the morning and then
it was the black darknessof the doorless
room opposite tome began to trouble me
most_
It had trotiblcil we before, but on this
night it troubled inc tenfold. Front
childhood I have been imaginative, mid
knotving this, I stirred the tire, called
myself au ass, anti \vent on with my let
ter. But not o r long. Nly eyes wander
ed to tile black dark of the door way,
:111,1 I began to raii , act: toy memory for
•stulisties of nten \vim could tell by some
occult power it• any one were hidden in
the room the) entered ; and I laughed
;110101 when I renientbered that I Lad
read ..r one >rllciiice g01111e111:111, NVII,,
1/V this 0:11111.0,1•1111 , 4•11S1 had found that
a surgeon', Skl'lol, , ll Ni'ziS 111 a closet 1/v
-11,11,1111111.
1 ~Wll I tli,l kt• II tII
lark, bilt
will t,),:iy 1111111
havt• vnolitrh timvurrifitit• the
Tlicrefore I proposed G. iilyscif to Very
Illtietly :Ilk into the dark room which
trotibieti \ itllolli look
out of the and slowly return.
went, the very first itep beyond
the threshold dispelled toy fears. I
could seo thu glimmer 01 the stars
through the glass, hear the rattle of the
cabs outside. Why, it was quite it
ebrer-
I'ut after all !
Ha ! there was a shuttling noise there
by the closet, and then my fears return
ed and overpowered me. 1 strove to
walk out like a tragedy hero; butt my
Lace quickened :is I neared the door,
and heard the shuttling, noise close to
me, and the next moment a powerful
hand was at my throat, and helpless on
the floor with the cold 'nuzzle ot a pistol
pressed to my head, I was bound and
drag n e.ed into the outer otlice, thrust into
uty , Muir and confronted by two quiet
looking men, one of whom laid Ins re
volver on the table, saying at the same
time with au ugly sneer," So, Brunton,
we have caught you at last."
n.
The speaker was a mild, intelligent
looking man of about thirty-live. In a
proper dress he would have looked like
a High-Church clergyman. His ,2 om
',anion was evidently a foreigner, and I
imagine a German. He was about fifty
years of age, and wore spectacles, and a
profusion of beard and whiskers covered
inure than half his face. But he had a
winningsmile and good teeth, which he
often took an opportunity of showing.
" We have found you at last."
lam thankful to ;:lay that I on not
nervous when I sc,; a danger, and I
boldly replied,—
"My name is Harker and not Brunt
on; Mr. Moss, the landlord of these
premises, hits noticed my resemblance
to his late tenant, and is satisfied that I
am not the same. Depend upon it that
1 shall make you repent this outrage."
I tried to rise to call fur help front the
street, but the pistol was cocked and
pointed at me, and there was that In the
man's face which cautioned me against
rashness in my helpless position.
"I will sit down," I replied, "and
hear what you have to say ; but if I
choose to do it I shall du my Lest to
raise an alarm in spite of your revolver."
" Vellspoke, Carl," said the foreigner;
" Louise always say he a plucky one."
" Nuw, them Brunton," whispered
the other, let us have no nonsense.
We have not met before, it is true, but
Louise has so well described you, that
putting another name on your door was
simply idiotic. Besides one of ours has
watched fur your return, and we com
municated with him directly after we
landed. Go free if you like, /mt c'
hare the plat, 8."
" I)at's the matter aid us," echoed the
tierinan ; " ve vill have the plates."
" 1. know nothing of any plates," I
cried, " nor of Louise, our of you. All
1 know is, that you will see the inside
of a prison very shortly."
"And you think vou can throw us,
throw ME Over in this way! Do you
think you ilea! M'idl Children ?"
•' I think I deal will' a hurg,lar. .Nlost
certainly with a rascal of smile sort or
other."
litre lily two friends held a whispered
vonfcrence. Thcii he of the nwolver
turip,l sharply towards nie.
" I you marry Louise': \Vill you
give up the plates, and marry my sister?"
She lore you like old boots," added
the (ierman ; and from which I opine
that he prided himself on a knowledge
of English idiom.
In spite of my position I WM. ,
getting thoroughly amused. The dark
doorway held unknown terrors to my
excited imagination ; but two COllllll.'ll
- fellows who had !mule H. mistake
only caused a Leling of merriment, even
in spite of the revolver.
" 1 Rllll sorry I cannot oblige you," I
replied. "I am tlatte:ed by the lady's
preference; but having win wife al
ready, I fear I must decline taking a
second ; and as for the plates, please ex
plain what you mean."
The answer to this flippant speech
was a blow on the face, which sent the
blood streaming on the floor.
" You'll remember insulting the sis
ter of Louis Orloff! Here, Baron, let us
gag hint, and search; lie will be raising
an alarm presently."
They thrust a piece of rope between
my teeth, compressing my windpipe to
make me open my mouth; and there I
cut helpless whilst they turned out the
contents of my desk and drawers, not
forgetting my cash-box, which was
opened with a key taken from my waist
coat pocket, and the contents appropri
ated. Knowing that the two scraps of
paper I had found in the waste-paper
basket, placed in my drawer, must refer
to their visit. I watched very anxiously
when they opened it. Ito t they escaped
notice, and I felt that I had got some
clew to the mystery-, even if these tnen
escaped; and I had quite determined
that they should not escatie, for I was
insecurely bound, and had been work
ing hard to get my right hand free, and,
thanks to having a very narrow one, I
now found myself able to slip it thmugh
the loop which encircled the wrist; but
" bided my time," for I saw that a
false move might I) ring a bullet through
my head.
" De plates is in cc oder room, Carl
Brunton, mon anti," said the Baron,
smiling, and patting my shoulder. "Vy
not say? Vy shoot we you ? You do
detu so well, ve no get any like dem.
And you use dent yourself, and den, Ach
Gott! you upset de cart of de apple."
" Yes," I thought ; " and it's odd to
me if I don't upset your cart of de apple
before long."
" In dare; in back room asked the
Baron, with another an, iable
I said, " Yes" with my eyes.
"See now, my Louis, you were too
rough. You into hint pitch like dam.
So see hint amiable." Then to me,—
" And you viii marry Louise, who lofo
you like old boots
My other hand was free now. I tried
to speak, and implored with my eyes
for the gag to be removed.
The Baron removed it, and while do
ing so I resolved on a plan of operations.
" You will marry Louise and give us
the plates?"
" I will give you every satisfaction."
"That is business," said Louis Orloff,
coming forward. " First the plates.
Then you return with us to New York,
andkeep your promise to Louise. Why
give us this trouble? I tell you frankly
that the expense will be deducted from
your share, and that you will be strict
ly watched in future. I should have
cut your throat but for my promise to
Louise. Now, where are the plates?"
" Look in the closet in the next room ;
rake out the coals, and take what you
find."
" Good. Come, Baron."
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the first. and 5 uen ta for each subsequent I-
Insertion.
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tint, and 4 uentii for ouch sulnicquant lo••••, •
tton.
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1G oinats par
SPECIAL Notice:a I,,,eding nearrlace•a aid
deaths, 10 rents par lino fur tint I nsel tlou,
and S welts. for ovary aubscyuont Inst,tlu/..
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Executor( nutlet,
Atlrutnltitratory' notice
AittilKnetw' notice..
A.thlityrti noticem
Other "Nrttleeti,.. ten llnc., or ie..
th roe times
And they lett me to operate on OW
cods. Springing. up, 1 seized the 1,-
volver, darted to the door, and in a mo
ment had locked them in. itut my t
umph woo of short duration for Or lon .
woo on the other side like lightning.
the rotten woodwork tore out under his
vigorous wrench, and his band was on
my throat before I could grope my wa
to - the stair?.
Then I knew that life depended 111
the snuggle, and I fought like one po—
sessed for the revolver. 'rile Baron
came to his friend's help ; lad 1 found
time and opportunity to send lino
reeling to the ground. Orlon: was the
weaker loan, but he outdid nie in shill ;
and a dexterous feint threw nit. id! . nip ,
guard, leaving the revolver in his hand ,
Purple with passion, he tired instant
ly, and I felt a sharp sting in my left
shoulder: and then all earthly
seemed to be fading away, and a tintd
beyond opening to view.
\Viten I reeoverol, I I;1111 1 ,1 -. e l;
laid on a matress on the office hilde, and
my wife tearfully bending over one.
There was n calm-faced surgeon, 1011,
who showed utc the ball he 11:111 I.XI l'll,l
- and told me to eheer 1111, 1,11" 1 should
be better in a few days, for no damage
was done. Mr. Moss was there to 1, and
came to my bed—l mean niy
and whispered lime he had been called
up by the police, who, he:11111g
shot, had multi up stairs, and arrested
Orloll'and the Baron, and, tinkling tile
on the ground bleeding, had , citt for a
surgeon 1111,1 wit,, Lavin, (mind iny
pri Vail' address from n li•cier ill no
pocket.
Iwasouly litiut Crum :
the bullet dm tittle damage, and I pre
ferred getting up, and then gave an ac
count of the evening's adventure, not
noticing at the time that a tall in,peetor
of police was in the room.
"Will you kindly show nie those pie
ces of paper."' he said advanring. "I
ilat-c tote mitt in Mr. Moss's 0111,0 but
beyond the assault on you I have no e‘ -
Alice against them ; but I know then]
well."
I produced them, and the insik,lor
fastened on the 011 e Seeltlett to he
a plan, then looking around said,--
''This is a plan of your office."
"Call time :t Jew if it ain't !" exclaimed
Mr. Moss, taking It.
"Yes, it is certainly a plan of your
office. See, here is the doorway, and
there COlllett the other room. Then
there is a crass against the tireplace in
this room, on what I judge from the
lines to mean the fourth board from the
hearthstone, and another cross against
the sixth form the hearthstone In the
other room. diet a crowbar, Mr. Moss."
'"l'here's one down stairs.''
1 do believe that ir you'd u'l:ed fur
crocodile he weuld have gut
stairs."
l'rowhar and a policeman to Nvicid it
were soon produced, and then the -
fury \%'ll, unravelled.
Close to where I sat here um
several copper plates for the forging of
Russian rouble notes of Va HMIS 111111 /WO
111111 in the back ro o m, under the floor
ing, were found several hundreds of
well-executed forgeries carefully solder
ed up in a tin case, together with cor
respondence implicating Orloff and the
Baron. It appeared that Brunton was
engaged by a New York gang engra%
the plates, and that he had never soon
his employers, the agent between them
being the Louise beMre mentioned,
whose fair hand I had been compel', d
to decline. Brunton had evidently be
come frightened, and hail fled. He was
no traitor, or he would have decamped
with the plates. Perhaps the dread of
having to espouse Louise may lIIILVe bad
to do with his flight. She was a very
handsome woman, If I may judge from
a photograph of her found in the tin
case, but looked like one accustomed to
rule, and who would not hesitate to ad
minister wholesome correction to her
spouse.
Assisted Into n carriage which w:is
waiting, I had the satisfaetion of seeinr,
the Baron and Orloff' brought down in
handcuff's, the Baron regarding toe with
a sweet smile, and Orloff scowling On
me like a fiend. I did not prosecute, for
they were so well known to the police
as forgers that there was evidence
enough for the Russian Embassy to
procure a conviction and a sentence of
ten years' penal servitude; and In due
time I recovered, and dismissed tio•
matter front my mind.
But I had not heard the last of it.
About twelve months after the trial and
condemnation of the Baron and his friend
there came one night a timid knock iit
toy office door, and my clerk for I hail
such a luxury then) ushered in what •
at first night, seemed to be 11 moving
bundle of rags. Strictly speaking, the
bundle of rags insisted on seeing me,
and ushered itself in, spite of fill remon
strances.
It canic and stood before me, and re
solyeu elf into the resemblance of n
man lean, haggard, Mutiken
eyed, rugged, and dirty, hut with a fae•e•
something like my own ; and without
putting a question, I knew that I stood
face to face with Carl Brunton, and I
addressed the rags by that name.
" I took that 'mine," the poor, shi \w
ing thing replied, " but my i:11111.
but no matter. May I speak to you 7'•
" Yes, go on."
" Will you give me soon• drink first
I have had none to-day, and I feel de
lirium tremens coining on. 11 , how cold
it is, and how I shiver"
I sent the clerk for some brandy,
which be took raw, and with shaking
Laud held out the glass fur more.
" I imagine It Is mr. Moss you want
to see, is it not If so, you will find
him to-morrow, at ten o'clock."
•' No, no, you, you 1 want.— 1- -1 :tin
very poor, very pour. Will you give un•
six-pence?"
Et=
" Now what CILII I do for you .."'
" I—l left some property here when I
went away. You won't refuse to give
it up? I seem poor, but lam rich—ab
so rich !—and I will pay you well."
" You mean the forged rouble-notes
and the plate you engraved them front''
" ! Who told you that? Then
you have found them, and used them
I ran away from them, and %visited to
lead a better life nit they drew 11Ie ;
and now you have robbed rue, and I
shall starve."
I explained to the poor wretch what
had become of his possessions, and how
they were found, and Inquired if lie had
tiot heard of the fate of his accomplices.
" No ; I have been wandering about
the country, living in hospitals and
work hotmes;because they hunt me down
from place to place. They will kill me
as they killed the Posen Jew and the
engraver at Stockholm, all because they
demanded a fair share. They are dog
ging me to-night—one of them Is out
side now. Let me see, what did I conic
here for? 0, sixpence. Lend the six
pence ; I'll give you a hundred pounds
for it to-morrow.
I made a further donation, and, as the
man was evidently In a state of delirium,
I told my clerk to fetch a medical man.
But before he could execute the order,
the bundle of rags crept down the har
row stairs, sitting on each step, and
wriggling by aid of his hands to the next
below, whilst we, unable to paws him,
looked on, wondering how it would ;ill
end.
The street gal eel, he stood upright,
and, casting a terrified glance around,
fled away into the darkness, and we,
following in the direction he had taken
learned shortly afterwards that a beg
gar had thrown himself into the Mersey
(rein St. George's landing-stage, and
had sunk to rise no more.
His body way never found, and I,
having had enough of Mersey street,
moved my quarters, much to the regret
of , Mr. Moss, for, quoth he, " Two of
'em arc at Portland, and another at the
bottom of the river ; so you may call me
a Jew if any one troubles you again."
But I went; and the office is still
without a tenant, and I shudder when I
pass through the street at night, and
looking up, see the two black shining
windows, like two great eyes watching
me, and fancy I can see ashadowy form
in rags, pressing its face to the glass,
and gibbering and mowing at the busy
stream of human life which surges to
and fro forever.
Melancholy Music for the Croaker,.
While the grain markets In this country
aro responding to feverish and speculative
movements in breadstuffs in France,on ac
count of the apprehended failure of the
coming crops there, paragraphs like the
following appear among our Western ex
changes. The Milwaukee Wisconsin of tho
16th says:
" Wheat is coming in faster than it can
bo shipped. At the present writing there
aro over ono million and a half of bushels
in store in the various elevators of this city,
and still it comes rushing in by the hun
dred thousand bushels. Milwaukee still
has the credit of being the great primary
wheat market of the world."