t Jillik 111 mm I i B. f. schweieu. THE C0NSTITUTI05 THE TOHON-ASD THE EHTOECEMEST OF THE LAWS. Editor and l'l-oju-iWor. VOL. XXXI. MIFFLIXTOWX, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENXA., "WEDNESDAY. SHITEMliEH 12. 1S77. NO. 37. TTi flj'WlM fl fill WW)' BETTliR LATE THIS SEVER. Life is a race where some suooee J, While others are b ginning ; Tui lack at times, at otliers speed. That given as early wiui.ing ; Lut if yon chance to fall behind. Ne'er slacken your endeavor, But keep this wholesome troth in mind T a better late thau never. If yoa can keep ahead, 'tis we'l. l!ut never tnp your neiplib r ; 'Tw noble when yoa can exce'. By honest, patieut labor ; liut if yoa are outstripped at lat. l'rete on as bold as ever, Ketuember. though ycu are suqiarised. Tie better late t an never. Ne'er !abor for an i lie boast Of victory o'er aU' tber ; lint vh4e you strive your iittermxt, Ieal fairly with a brother. Wnate'er your station, do yeor be-. And hold your pi r; one ever ; And if you fail to beat the reel, 'TiS better late than never. Choose well the path in aliuh yoa run Succeed by uoble daring ; Then, though at la-t, when once 'tis won. Your crown is wcrtu the wearing ; Then never fret, if left behind. Nor slacken y.wr endeavor But ever keep this truth in mud. Tie better late than never. The Magic Slippers! If any one had wanted to find Eva Arnold they would have to look behind a shady and fragrant hedge of wild roses and grape-vines. There sat the witch, as her brother Allen called her, with a book in her hand, and, wonder ful to relate, a grave look upon her face. "I do wonder if that tradition about our family is true. I will ask grand mother all about when I see her." "I do wonder if that tradition true," said little Eva, again, just as she was about to sink to Bleep. "If it is true, and the shoes are yet in existence I will borrow or steal them, and that as soon as possible." A great cloud of dust, and a great rat tle of wheels heralded the approach of the coach. And in that coach was Eva's lone - looked for schoolmate, Gertrude Wayland. At the gate of farmer Arnold's substantial mansion stood Eva, wsiting eagerly to catch the first glimpse of her friend. Her brother Allen, hidden in a secure nook, was also looking out with no little curiosity to 6ee the red-haired divinity, so much vaunted by his sister. "After all," he said to himself as he walked toward the brook with his fish ing aparatus under his arm. ! did not dislike the looks of her as much as I thought I would, but that is no reason that I should fall in love with her." And Alien, who had no small share of vanity, laughed aloud. "Xow, Allen, I've caught you at last," cried Eva, triumphantly, as she discovered her brother reading under the favorite hedge. "Xow stand up and let rue introduce you to ray friend Gerty the best of schoolmates." Allen rose and greeted the divinity in the graceful and self-possessed man ner natural to him. For the first time he had a full view of her face by the morning light. It was not a beautiful face, not even a pleasing face at first sight, and Allen was a keen admirer of beauty; but it was a peculiar face, such an one as makes an impression on one's mind not easily forgotten. Eva's face was flushed with her morning walk, but Gertrude was remarkably pale; there was, too, a soberness and dignity about her, which was entirely a straneer to Eva. Allen, as he entered with much politeness though with little real into a conversation in which Eva took the principal share, secretly wondered how two such dissimilar characters could have formed such a close friend ship. But he concluded that there was no accounting for womeus' whims. "You must drive, us over to grand mother's to-dav. Allen said Eva. "I positively must go there to-day." "Well, then, if that is the case, I will drive you over, and as women can never keen a secret, in the course of time vours will come out and I thall have my laugh." "Agreed," said Eva, "only drive us over." It was a pleasant drive of five or six miles, yet Allen, who usually took the principal part in a conversation, was remarkably quiet, listening to the chat of the two girls without attempting to interrupt it. Her hair was not red after all, it was really a pale, golden color, and floated around the white face, as he had seen it in some pictures. After all, she was unlike any one else he had ever known, and she had the sweetest voice he had ever heard. But the idea of falling in love with her was really too absurd to contemplate. "Grandmother." said Eva after a long silence, which she enjoyed in con templatiug the movements of a very pretty little foot, which tapped ner vously upon the floor. "Grandmother, I wish you would tell us the legend of the magic slippers, which I heard once when I was a very little girl. It's a tradition aliout our family. Isn't it?" "Why, child, it's only a silly story about a pair of slippers. Xo one be lieves it now-a-days." "But the story, grandmother, if you please." "Well," said the old lady, as she ad justed her ppectacles, "they say that an ancestor of ours was once climbing a a steep and rugged hill, and found near the top a poor man, covered with wounds and nearly dead with cold and loss of blood. Our ancestor carried him home in his arms and tended him care fully until he was recovered. When the stranger grew strong and well, they discovered that he was a very handsome man, with eyes remarkable for their brilliancy. When he 'was going away he gave to the wife of our aucestor a pair of slippers. Theee was nothing remarkable about the slippers themselves, but as the story runs, they were endowed with a rare gift by the stranger. Any woman In his benefac tress's family, whose feet the slippers would fit, provided also that she were a true-hearted woman, while site wore the magic slippers, would have all the wishes made at that time realized. But there were but few in our family whose feet the shoes would fit; from those who had worn them, however, there have come wonderfnl stories of their great virtue. But as for me, Eva, I have an idea that the story is all non sense. The slippers would never begin fit my feet, and I never had any faith in them, so that no wishes of mine were ever realized in that way." "But have you really got the slippers, grandmother?" said Eva, eagerly. "I did have them when I was young; perhaps they are in the attic somewhere now. But, bless my heart, child, your'e not going to hunt after thetu?" "Yes, grandmother; I really think they would fit me, and I shonld like to try them." Such a looking and such a devastation there never was heard of befcre. Grandmother would have been struck dumb if she could have seen her attic during tne progress of the hunt. Gerty set herself to putting to rights what Eva left in disorder, but it was no easy job. Suddenly Eva uttered a cry of de light. "I've found them!" cried Eva tri umphantly, "now I wonder if they'll fit." And away ran the madcap, covered wiUi dust and a nest of bewildered spiders. "I declare," said grandmother, "if they don't fit exactly, one would think they were made for you." And surely enough, they fitted ex actly. Eva took them oil' very soon, and folded them in their, wrapper, re membering that grandmother had said that she who wore them must be a true hearted woman. She wanted time to think whether she were true-hearted or not. It so happened that Eva had no more opportunities for trying on the slippers while the visit lasted. So she carried them home with her. Allen did not make his appearance to drive them home, but in his stead one of the farm laborers. "Oh, Gerty," cried Eva, as the farm house came in sight. "I am so glad we are at home; now I shall try my magic shoes." But Eva's usually quiet home was in a great state of excitement. Something unusual seemed to have happened, which affected all the household, though in different ways. "What has happened?" asked Eva, anxiously, of Allen, when she found him alone that evening. "Why, the trouble is, that we are in danger of losing our old homestead. Some one has set up a claim to it, the falsity of which cannot be proved, be cause that an all-important paper has been lost. We have searched the house through, but our search has been use less. One hope still remains, that the paper may be at grandmother's; it might have been carried there among other papers. To-morrew I will drive over, as I am very anxious about the af fair. The loss of this farm, after so many years of hard labor bestowed upon it, will almost kill father." The next day was an anxious one to Eva, and in sympathy with her, Gerty was anxious also. She talked of going home, But Eva wonld not allow it. The little lady had no idea of having her schemes spoiled by such a movement. J. he long alternoon wore away slowly, as the girls watched the return of Allen from his search. Afternoou wore into evening, and evening wore into night. The family concluded that Allen was not coming that night, and accordingly they separated with no hope of seeing him till morning. But Eva felt confident that Allen would re turn that very night, so she sat up wait ing for him, walking to and fro rest lessly, and listening for the sound of his whels. She fancied Gerty was asleep upon a sofa, where she had persuaded her to lie down a few moments before. Xo one in the house was stirring. Xow I shall try my magic shoes,'1 said Eva, aloud to herself. I do hope and pray that I am true-hearted." One slipper was a little rebellious and would not go on easily., but Eva man aged at last to get her foot into it. Then as Gerty seemed sound asleep, and could not hear, she ventured to speak her wishes aloud. "First and foremost," said Eva, since it has been the greatest hope of mv heart for a long time, I do wish that my brother Allen would fall in love with and marry Gertrude Wayland. Secondly, I wish that the paper which proves our right to this house of my childhood may be speedily found, and that my father may be as happy in the possession of that which his cheerful labor has endeared to him, as it is pos sible to be." There was indeed the sound of wheels outside, and Eva ran down to meet Allen, without ever thinking of her slippers or wishes. She met him at the door, and at the first glance his anxious face told her that his search had been useless. 'Xo hope left, Eva," were his first words. "Sooner or later we are likely to lose our home. Grandmother has searched her house from cellar to attic, and there is no sign of the paper." Wearied and depressed, Allen cast his eyes downward, and they rested upon Eva's embroidered slippers. "What a fanciful pair of slippers, Eva," said Allen, suddenly roused from his weariness. "Did you einflroider those, little sister?" 'Xo," said Eva, a little embarrassed ; "thev are not mine." Wondering a little at Eva's evident confusion, Allen was about to relapse into his former anxious mood, when his sister took oil one of the slippers, with the remark that it was much tighter than the other, she wondered why it didn't fit- Allen took up the slipper mechanically, and commenced examin ing it. There seemed to be something in the toe which occupied considerable space. Listlessly Alien punea out mat with which the toe was stuffed, and was not a little surprised when he discov ered a neatly folded paper. He ojn'iied the paper much in the same way as he had taken it from the slipper, and then suddenly Eva was struck with un mingled wonder, to see her lately sad brother jumping around the room in a way that savored much of Insanity. "I've found the precious paper, Eva," said Allen, at length, overturning a table and all its contents in his great the affair became clear to Eva. Some mischievous person at grand mother's must have stuffed the paper into the slipper, without ever dreaming that he was doing mischief. One by one the family came trooping down sta'rs, aroused by the great noise of the overturned table. But none felt that they had paid too dear for their trouble, when they heird the good news. "Gerty, I'm a firm believer in tradi tions, aud especially that of the magic slippers," said Eva, one day. "Because both your wishes were real ized," s.iid Gerty; "especially the first, which seemed very improbable." "You're a traitor," cried Eva. "Not at all," was Gerty 's reply. "I couldu't help hearing your wishes (hat light, for I was not asleep, as you sup posed." In the process of Time Allen and Gerty were married, aud little Eva, trusting and true hearted, went on her way with a firm belief in the mngic slippers. riiutograpliy in Disease. j We have in photography an excellent means of determining the condition of the blood. According to its quality, the blood dejiosits mole or less impure material in all the cellular tissues. Suchdcositsoceuralso in the sebaceous glands of the skin, which secrete a na tural fat and deposit it in the mucus layer between the true skill and epider mis. Although the color of the mucus layer is visible through the epider mis, its finer shades are not seen in this manner, yet they ap)iear in the photo graphic n.'gj'.tive with such sharpness that the slightest impurities are here apparent as dark sjieeks. This phenomena is cine to what may be called the photography of the invisi ble that is. to that remarkable property of light by tirtue of which the chemi cal action of color rays falling upon the plate varies with the rapidity of their transmission to it. It is interesting to oliserve the accuracy with which the condition of the skin is thus shown, varying as the shade iikii the plate docs, from the utmost delicacy and purity to a M-culiar sieve-like character that is, ap)ieariiig as if punctured with innumerable little holes; these in the worst cases being irregularly uni- teu, so as to present a more or less ragged and uusiglitlv apiiearauce. After a person has taken fat, beer, tobacco, and other like injurious substances into the system, even for a little time, the negative exhibits this punctured a pcarance; while in the case of those whose manner of life is wholly corrupt, these defects are often magnified into such blotches as are seen upon the face itself in skin diseases. SeliUrlfysen't "Fruit awl Mretid." The Catttlpa as a 1 imiImt Tree. In regard to the caul pa, says the German town Telegraph, there seems to be no doubt that, while it is one of the most rapid-growing trees we have, it is also one of the most durable of woods. We have seen figures which we have no reason to doubt are correct; and the writer has recently seen a post taken up after eight years of service that was as good as the day it was first Set. Eight years is of course no very great period for a post to last, but from all appearance there is no reason why it should not endure at least three times what it has stood : and a quarter of a century is tolerably good for a fence post. The trouble with the catalpa is that the terminal bud does not ripen when young, and so gets killed iu our winter. The bud below, pushing, makes a crooked stem, and In this way the trunk of the mature tree is not as straight as is desirable in a satisfactory timber tree. To remedy this the trees are suffered to grow as they will for a couple of years, until the roots get strong. They are then cut to the ground when a smooth straight shoot goes up ten feet high in one season, generally maturing its bud, and laying the foun dation of a pretty trunk. Such a stem is generally two inches thick ; ami as in any fair ground it will increase at the rate of an inch a year, we have in three or four years after a trunk five or six inches thick quite thick enough for many useful pieces of work upon a farm. But these six-inch stems, cut to the grounp, then throw up shoots of amazing strength, making a new and beautiful timber tree with surprising rapidity. Severe Keprimaud. Chief Justice Marshall was in the habit of going to market himself, aud carrying home his purchases, r re- quently be would be seen returning at sunrise, with poultry in one Hand, vegetables in the other. On one of these occasions, a fashionable young man who had removed to Richmond, was swearing violently because he could find no one to carry home his turkey. Marshall stepped up and asked him where he lived. "That is my way and I will take it for you." When they came to the house, Uie young man inquired, "what shall I pay you?" "Oh, nothing," said the Chief Justice, you are welcome. It was iu my way and no trouble." "Who's that old man who brougtit home my turkey for me?" inquired the young man of a bystander. "That" replied he, "is Mr. Marshall, Chief Justice of the United States." "Why did he bring home my turkey ?" j "To give you a severe reprimand, and to teach you to attend to your own business," was the reply. I think it must be somewhere written that the virtues of mothers shall, occa sionally, be visited upon their children as well as the sins of fathers. Dickens. Charlotte Bronte. Xot long after the death of her father, a leading journal in this country re joiced that there were no more Brontes: "none left to bear that name which meant misery and spiritual unhealth" a statement which has waited long for qualification, certainly demanded in the case of the elder sister. Xothing is more true than that Mr. Bronte and his children possessed very positive traits, aud in combination jieculiar to them selves, producing a very striking family idiosyncrasy. It is plain enough that Anne was unhealthy, that Branwell made a wreck of his life, and that Emily was a different kind of women from any we shall be likely to meet with. Xo other proof is needed of this last asser tion than "Wuthering Heights." It is not to lie desired that another such book should he written, powerful beyond most novels though it lie. Its charac ters are detestable, but drawn with such iHildness, that we are apalled at the nerve of the writer who could con ceive of such a group of beings, or, hav ing conceived, carry them on through their individual parts to the end without faltering. Those five or six men and women stand out distinct from any company in all fiction. And the girl who projected them against the back ground of that inhuman story was dis eased in feeling and in judgement un sound. Yet. all through that liook of warped but giant growth, what a keen relish of nature's delights is shown, what tenderness for wild birds, what joy iu the purple moss, what passionate love for the freedom aud gladness or outward life! Surely such influences are kindly; and subject to them, Emily Broute, had she lived, might one day find healing. But Charlotte did such service for justice and humanity, did so exalt duty and self-sacrifice, that the world must come more and more to recognize both the service and the spirit. Author and woman cannot tie separated; in Jane, Caroline, and especially Lucy, are laid bare the struggles of a heart which could find its only rest in the niany-inou tided churchyard at Haw orth. Incomparably better than Mrs. Gaskell, do these tell her history the roots which that biographer said "struck down deeper than she could penetrate" are shown in the so-called fictions. The (ialaxn fur July. Ancient Mode of Embalming the Dead. Herodotus and Diodorus tell of ttiree modes of embalmment prevalent iu Egypt. The first was very costly, an swering to aliout TJ,H0, exclusive of such gems, jewels, ami gold as love and prodigality might lavish it sin the dead: lhe second, $:tuO; ttie third within the reach of all. As to the extent to which gems and jewels were wound up in the cerecloth to deck the dead, there is the instance of the queen lately found at Thelies, whose ornaments were shown in our r.xhilution or 1X4. I hey are now in the Pasha's Museum. Their intrinsic value alone, that is. to break up and meltdown, is several thousand Miunds. It is curious in reading the two historians' accounts of the Egyp tian enilialuier to observe in divers mat ters the foreshadowing of the modern undertaker in his ways. The different degrees of woe were then as now sounded according to the depth of the purse. Just as it is now, when the furnisher will uudert-ike for you any gradation of sorrow from the simple elm colli n and pauer fuueaal up to the flourish ami parade of plumed hearse. weeping mutes ami prancing steeds, so with the Egyptian. Onlv the manner was different. When a liereaved mourner, thev tell us, went into one of these Egyptian shops, the functionaries would show him different models in wood highly and artistically finished, or otherw ise, to represent the mummy ami coffin. There were painted patterns of mummies in their multi-colored cases to choose from. The various costs, ac cording to pattern, were then stated. The customer chose his model, ami the bargain was struck. He then went home and sent back the dead ImmIv, and the body remained witli the embalnier until the whole process was completed. The number of days req nisi te for em balming was, as we gather from tioth historians, seventy or seventy-two, and this tallies witli the Scripture account (Gen. 1.3); for doubtless the i mmcdiatc process only occupied part of the time, the rest being given to the ritual of mourning. I he processes lor embalm ing are related very categorically. In some things they hardly commend themselves to our present sentiment of what is res-icctful to the dead. The chief secret seemed to consist in certain chemicals injected into the veins and liody; in certain washings and sleep--ings in natron, and in the filling-lip of the cavity of the body with myrrh and other balsamic substances and spices. The brains were drawn mt through the uo-trils. Sometimes the face and hands were gilt. Certain jewels w ere laid on the brea-t under innumerable swath ing of linen. Ami then a kind of pictured shell received the body a sort of close-fitting case maile to open and hut lengthwise after the fashion of a violin case. But when the miiiumv was sent houit what then? 'lie family did not immediately part with it. On the contrary, they often kept their dead relative for a long w bile, a guest in liisown house. A room was set apart. The mummy, standing upright as in life, was enshrined in a kind of painted cabinet a tabernacle starred over with innumerable hiero glyphics, and protected with great painted scaralia-i and multi-colored cherubim, with their overshadowing wings spread athwart the chest. Hither, then, at intervals, the family would oome to hold communion with the dead. They would bring fresh lotus flowers to enwreath their silent rela tive, or strew about the ground blos soms of asphodel and papyrus. Xum berless paintings in the tombs of Egypt picture this affecting scene a mother and her children kneeling in a circle with the dead in their midst, or a wife with plaintive face and dishevelled hair embracing the placid-Hooking mummy of her husband. Listen to what Dio- dorus says : "A clever embaltner," he writes, -"would send back the body perfectly preserved, even the hair of the eyelids and eyebrows remaining undisturbed; the whole appearance so unaltered that every feature might be recognized. The Egyptians, therefore, who sometimes keep their ancestors in magnificent apartments set apart, have an opportunity of contemplating the faces of those who died long before them, and the height and figure of their bodies bein distinguishable, as well as the character of the counten ance; they may enjoy a wonderful gratification, as if they lived in the society of those they see before them." SiiHiltii at Iltna. The l.omlon Custom Houne Curiosities tn Amu-cicHna; Operations. The Custom House contains a museum of curiosities memorials ot attempts at smuggling. Various causes have con tributed to the decline of coiitrahandisui as a means of livelihood, chief among which are the necessary reduction and alterations in the customs tariff since the adoption in England of free-trade principles. When such valuable and portable articles as watches and lace were heavily taxed, the temptation to secrete them was naturally very com mon. At the same period, too, the duty on spirits was about five times as much as its intrinsic worth, and there fore this class of goods afforded a rich harvest to the successful smuggler. Things are changed now, for lace anil watches areduty free, and the tax iihui spirits has been reduced considerably more than one-half. Tobacco and spirits, owing ierhaps to the universal demand for them, have always above other tilings, met with the smuggler's particular reganl; aud such cases, as now come In-fore the Police magistrates are generally confined to these two articles. A matter-of-fact heavy fine and confiscation of the surreptitious goods is the usual result of conviction; aud the smuggler whom our child hood's fancy painted as a brave hero, fighting the my Hindoos of an oppressive Government in some wild cave on the seashore is quietly walked off to prison until he can pay the forfeit. "The Smugglers Cave," still remains; for w ith that clinging fondness for pat times, it is the fashion to dignify any natural crevice in our cliff's with that title; but now the modern Mliceman J steps upon the scene, and oetical ideas vanish with the sound of his creaking contract boots. The chief evidence of smuggling as it has existed within the present century is furnished by certain articles which have been seized from time to time, and which are now lodge. I iu the Custom House Museum. It is to this museum that we now intend to direct our readers attention, and more especially to a certain large cabi net in the corner of the room, the con tents of w hich supply a title to this paper. The first thing w hich is pointed out to u in a ship's "fender," which we mav remind our readers is a block of wood with a rope attached slung over the Ihiws to prevent the abrasion w hich might lie caused by contact w ith another vessel. This particular fender was found to lie hollow, aud to contain several pounds of compressed tobacco. The officer w ho thought of looking for the soothing weed in such a receptacle must have Iieen an extremely 'cute individual. But here is a still more ex traordinary hiding-place, and one which must have involved a journey aloft for its detection a ship's Mock, the sheave or wheel of which isaetually made of solid tobacco. Here is an orna mental iH'destal which once adorned the corner of a Captain's cabin, and would perhaps adorn if still, had it not liceii found gorged with contraband cigars. Another commander appears to have been a more moderate smoker, for lie was content with only two pounds of cheroots, w hich were found inside a sham loaf on his breakfast table. Here we haves numlicrof cigars knotted singly on a string, like the tail of a kite; these were dropied lietwecn the inner and outer timliers of a shin's side; n hile holes drilled in the ends of an egg-lmx furnished lodging for sev eral more. A broom stick docs hot 'in at first sight to offer much room for concealment, but here is one which. accidentally broken, revealed a core of that rope-like commodity known to those to chew the weed as "pig-tail." Cakes of toluicco formed to tit into the oleofaboot show another ingenious mole of di-Hi-al. lint the prize for in ventive talent must certainly awarded to the clever rascal w ho coin- pressed snuff into slabs, and stamMiI them to exactly imitate the oil-cakes on w hich cattlenre fattened. Whether the discovery or the deception was ow ing to moral ohjectiousoii the part of some exjierieiiced cow toehew'aiiythitig stronger than cud does not transpire; hut the real nature of the food was somehow ascertained, and what might have proven the staple of a lucrative trade was transformed into the origi nal dust from w hich it sprang. A Krave Lady. Charlotte Bronte's sister Emily, the authoress of "Wuthering Heights," IKissessed extraordinary courage. Timid as a fawn in society, and afraid to hear herself speak, but in the face of appall ing danger she was elf-iossessed. know ing no fear. She was passion ately fond of dogs, and always took them for company in her walks. One day w hen she was giving water to a dog at the wirsonage door tier father was a clergyman he bit her hand severely, and showed evident symp toms of madness. The brave girl ut tered no cry of pain, nor called for help. Walking calmly to the kitchen, she found an iron heating on the fire, and applied it to her arm. She held it there without flinching till the wound was thoroughly cauterized, and a broad scar remained, which was visible to the day of her death. Xeither of her sisters knew what had happened till many weeks afterward, when, thinking all danger had passed, she Informed them. During the Franco-Prussian war an incident happened not recorded iu any of the voluminous histories of the cam paign which are now getting dusty on the library shelves, but which, though laughable in its results, was far more interesting to the parties concerned than the records of the most sanguinary battles. It had to do with a fine young German officer named Fritz Von Weber, a professor in a provincial university, but who had been drafted off with his regiment. He was in love with a girl named Zaire, an Alsatian, whose father was a general in the German army, and the story is related by the brother of Fritz, as follows : "W hen they parted he said to her : " 'I shall al ways be' " 'En Garde! cried Zaire. "Then Fritz rode off ; then Zaire wept in her chamber, for the great General Von Homberg, the father of Zaire, shook his head. " 'A teacher!' he cried, 'my daughter marry a teacher never.' " 'I w ill,' sobbed Zaire. " 'I say you wou't," snorted the Gen eral. " 'But I will I will I will,'snap-ed Zaire. "They parted in anger; the General went off to the war; Zaire was sent to the country. When Fritz reached his quarters he found a friend, one Dr. Max Von Bulow, a great joker, who had taken a great liking to Fritz. " 'What's the matter with you, Fritz?' " 'Xothing,' sighed Fiitz. "'Bah!' laughed Dr. Max, 'who Is she?' " 'Zaire Von Homberg,' answered Fritz, 'the dearest, sweetest little angel that' " 'Yes, yes,' cried Dr. Mix, 'I know, I know ; but phew ! what made you fall in love with her?' "Fritz told him all about it. Dr. Max was Interested. " I hate old Humbug,' he said. 'I'm fond of fun. Let me alone. I'll get you out of this. I'll have a laugh and you shall marry Zaire. " 'You can't help me, groaned Fritz; 'uoliody can. ' 'My boy, said Dr. Max solemnly, with an ordinary man things are im possible; with an old soldier like my self nothing is impossible.' "One evening a few days after this conversation Dr. Max came to Fritz. " 'Fritz!" '"Well?" " 'To-morrow old Humbug takes his usual ride along the north road. He goes unattended; you must be in the littie wood by the spring; he will be attacked by a number of our fellows disguised as the enemy. When he is attacked you uiust rush forth aud rescue him. In his gratitude he will reward you Zaire shall be yours." 'The morrow came. Down the road on his old horse came the General ; sud denly from the w ood rode a squ.t i of the enemy terrible fellows. The General saw them and turned to fly. The old horse was stubborn ; he com menced to jump up and down, and the result was that the General was cap tured. The enemy put a rope about the General's neck. They were going to hang him. The General shed tears. " 'I am ttie General Von Homberg,' he groaned. "The enemy grinned, and threw one end of the rope over the branch of a tree. " 'I I am a father,' soblied the Gen eral. "The enemy gave a strong pull at the j roie. "I I an still in the prime of life don't hang me; please don't,' cried the fiencral. The rope tightened. " A shout was heard ringing shots, tierce words, the trampling of hoot's, the enemy fled the General was saved. His deliverer bowed before him. "It was Fritz. The general would have preferred the hanging. The young man bowed low. "'Your pass!' thundered the Cen eral. ' 'I I have none, said Fritz. " 'You heard the orders return to camp and report yourself under arrest ! snorted the General. "That evening Fritz poor Fritz sat in his tent; a guard walked before the door. But all the army rang with the praises of the General, who bad that day met a squad of the enemy, and, single-handed, had defeated them. "Dr. Max was furious. He imitated the General's horse he juuiied up and down and snorted. "'I'll fix him!' he cried; 'I'll show him up.' "Then he took his pen and sat down and wrote the whole story out the true story. " 'To morrow,' be said, 'I'll send this to my paper, unless he compromises.' "He stood before the Geueral. " 'Ah, Ioctor Von fiulow, what do you wish?' " 'Can I see you alone, General '!' "The General's aid retired. " Jeneral, we have had enough.' " 'Enough what?' " 'Humbug.' " 'How?' " 'Those men were your own men. I have their account of the affair. It is not complimentary to you; it is very complimentary to Fritz; General, Fritz must marry your daughter.' "'Sir! thundered the general, "do you presume " 'Oh, yes,' sniiled Dr. Max; yes, I do presume. I own a newspaper, you know. The whole account must go for ward. In three days the whole world will be in a broad grin over you and your horses unless " 'Unless what?" " 'Unless Fritz marries Zaire. "The General hesitated. He bad been praised, honored he dreaded ridicule. " 'Come down !' cried Dr. Max. 'It's no use holding out, General. Come down like man !' "The General hesitated, turned, wriggled, fumed and offered money; bat 'twas of no avail. " "Corae down !' cried Dr. Max, 'come down. Shall Zaire marry Fritz?' " Yes, grow led the General. " 'And you will introduce hiui as your son-in-law at once, and release him from arrest?' " 'Xo that is, I mean yes. " 'And you w ill give him an appoint ment make him your secretary ?' " 'i won't. " Ah !' " 'Well, I will. "Fritz was released, received his ap pointment, the affair was kept quiet, the General was still regarded as a hero, and promoted. " 'But. Zaire,' said Fritz, as he looked into her happy face after a long parting, 'I should never have won you if it had not been that Dr. Max was " 'En Garde!' laughed Zaire." KlirtatloK. Xo hearts are really brokeu by it ; it is merely a game carried on by two per sons of the opposite sex, and by no means a bad way of passing the time. The girl of the period is always being attacked. I prefer her to the typical character good girl of former periods. She is accused of occasionally using a word or two of slang. But the slang of one century is ttie language of the next century. She is accused of liking to adorn her person. All things else being equal, a well-dressed girl is pre ferable to an ill-dressed girl. She is ac cused iu a vague, general sort of way, of being fast. Practically, this means that a girl has good animal spirits. And why should she not? The rule is abso lute, but quiet girls are generally far more likely to come to grief than what are termed fast girls. If I had daugh ters, I should keep my eye on the quiet daughter, with pre-Kaphaelite proclivi ties, so good, that she would regard her papa as a sinner, with doubts as to the propriety of bails and theatres, and always discussing doctrinal questions with the curate, rather than on her ''fast" sisters. Life is short, but youth is far shorter; let a girl make the most of it ; let her ride, and dance, and flirt to her heart's content. If her parents can afford it, let her dress well, and dress often. Let her not pretend that she cannot say "1h" to a goose; on the contrary, let her say many "bo's" to many geese. Let her join in amuse ments whenever she gets a chance. If a man tries to turn her head, let her ac cept the challenge, and, having turned his head, laugh at him. He will not be the worse for the lesson. I After all, the business of a girl is to cease to be a girl by becoming a wife, Here, too, the poor girl is admonished ! and abused by her censors. Theoreti- cully, a girl is expected to take no ac count of the position of her future hus band, but to marry the man for whom she feels an Inclination. This view of life is diligently inculcated in covels and plays. It is, however, an absurd view, and those who act upon it are exceedingly foolish. A girl should never sacrifice her whole future to a mere fleeting fancy. What are termed love-marriages are seldom happy mar riages. In ninety-nine cases out of a hundred, love in a cottage means misery in a cottage. The French proverb Is true, that in love, Tun aime et 1' autre- e liiiaae aimer, la the love of women, there is far less individuality than in the love of men. The fact is, that to most women, men are but hooks, upon which they hang their general desire to be affectionate, and between one hook and another hook, they have but very little choice. Habit, too, is a very po tent spell. Love is but a fever, of very temporary character. Married people who get on well together, generally do so because they are united by a commu nity of interest, aud they have acquired a habit of partnership. If I were a girl, and I liked a rich man, but loved a poor man, and could marry either, I should not hesitate a minute between them, but I should marry the rich man, and lie, If the occasion presented itself, a kind sister to the poor man. Xothing is more ridiculous than the theories of marriage that are propounded for the benefit of girls. . A ftleiii lnit-ry. It seems strange so fond of the sha dow of Iieath, if I may so call the gloomy groves of Scutari, and yet neglectful of (heir dead! They will swarm to the cemetery and spend the whole day ill eating, drinking and -inokiiig, reveling in the midst of the tomlis. They will invite one another from grave to grave, and present coffee aud pix'- the most festive manner. Indeed, you have only to knock at a head-tone and you are sure of. i warm Welcome. But they w ill not pluck the rank weeds that flourish iu that fatten ing soil; they will not set up the monu ment that staggers and is a shame to them; they will not turn out the jack that stands knee-deep in the loam and tickles his ear on the wooden fez of the late head of the family. All through the dark valley there are small ales, thronged with weary pilgrims, who thus cheer their solitary journey to the tomb. There are strolling minstrels also, w ho entertain the mourners with the Mems of llatiz, and dancers, with a dance of death that gives delight to the living. Beggars line the way, Turkish atroci ties not ea-ily to In- recognized as hu man. I saw three blind men sitting in a row, shoulder to shoulder; their legs were crossed in the dust of the road side; their bands were raised in sup plication, and their beads lolled iimiii their shoulders as the three rocked their tKnlies to and fro ami sang a piti ful terzo. A dish in front of them re ceived from time to time a small tribute of copper, but the old men sang on oli livious of the idlers w ho lingered near them; oblivious of all things earthly if their withered faces did not belie them. I could think only of those blinded quail who pipe night and day in their cages, aud at whose calling the free birds gather but who knows what the quail In his cage is singing of. Sam Fruueitcu Chronicle. In every rose there Is a thorn. The art of true living aonslsts In portaking of the good and rejecting Its evils. Irtsh Sucb-tjr la High Life. Attempts at the abduction of heir esses were then of more frequent oc currence than a lover of Ireland could desire. Mr. Fronde has made the most of this blot on their civilization, but he has forgotten that such outrages were not iu those days peculiar to Ireland. Mrs. I Many relates a flagrant case w hich came under her immediate no tice. Miss MacIVrmot was a Con naught lady who with her sister had inherited a large estate. They were originally Catholics, but decided on becoming Protestants. Their intention was suspected, and their maternal un cle, whose name was Flinn, asked them folds house to dine, the distance not licing so great as to prevent them from returning home in the evening. They had never hail a quarrel w ith this uncle, and could not w ell refuse the invitation, though they would rather not have gone, the eldest sister having rejected an offer of marriage from Flinn's only son. After dinner they prepared to leave, but the uncle insisted on their remaining fonhe night. They refused firmly but litely, and were then told that the chaise and servants had gone home, but would return for them the next day. Miss M i, ls rin.it was much frightened, but. as they had no redre-s, she concealed her feeling-, and they sat down to cards. White engaged ju this way four men with uia-ks rushed into the room. The two sifters made their escajie into the next apartment, but were followed by the ina-ked men. One of these seized iijsm Miss Maria MacDermot. who had hid Is-liind a tied, but w hen he saw w hich he had he flung her from him with an oath, saying that -he was not the right sister. The sr liou of the elder being double that of the other explains this ungallant pro ceeding. Mi.-s Maclvrinot wa- then seized and dragged back into the room, w here her uncle was still standing by the tire. He took no notice of her tears and entreaties, but allowed her to be forcisl into the hall, where a crowd of Flinn's friends and followers were as sembled. They set her on a pillion be hind the principle ma-k. Hie was a tall, strong woman, ami Mruggled -o violently that she -no-ceded in getting off the hore. While thev were en deavoring to put her back again, she managed to get the sword of one of the men, for they were all an 1 with sword and bludgeons. Then. like a true Amaoii, RVr t.;t-k atraiti.f s tis- -h l-w. Antt ftrmly pltr.1 h-r l.tl l-!or. and defended herself lor some time, till one of the gang ran a - word tip her arm from her w rist to her ellsiw . and obliged her to drop her weaMm. Being no longer able to resist between extreme pain and lo-s of blood, she w a- taken to a cabin, where the cousin came in witli a priest ami some other-. The prie-t told her that if -he submitted to the ceremony of marriage with Mr. Flinii. she should be treated with kindness and respect. She declared he would rather die than marry one w ho had In-cii guilty of such outrageous conduct. They tried lo force the ring on her fin ger, and the priest was prs-eeding with the ceremony when the lady seized a jug of milk which s'oo.1 on a table near and da-hed it in the face of "His IJev. erence." Some of the party coming in gave the alarm to 1 linn, saying in a whi-T that the country was raised and in pursuit of them. More iiie-.-eii-gers came to confirm the news. The lady's arm was still bleeding prol'ti-ch . and they carried her out and plunged her up to the shoulder in a bog, two men lieing left to guard her. This sin gular treatment -topped the. bleeding, but, though she was -non rei ucd, she remained tweutv-oue da s in great pain and danger. Her -i-ter had pt eioiily escaped ill time to give the alarm. Some months after tln-y came to Dublin and read their recantation in Dr. Ie lany's church. Cleplmnt in iiirk-uinl. On the river Ganges, says a military journalist, there are many quicksands; and during our expedition a somewhat distressing scene happened. An ele phant incautiously came within the vortex of one; first one foot sank, then another; and in endeavoring to extri cate himself, matters became worse; no portion of either of his legs was at last visible, and the bystanders hail given up the poor animal as lost; being fortu nately, unusually jiowerful, he three several times, with what appeared to all supernatural strength, drew a foot from the closely clinging earth, placed it where, by sounding with his trunk, he found the most solidity ; not until the third time did the ground !ear his pres sure, when he gradually released him self. During the whole iieriod of his troubles his cries were exceedingly dol orous, and might have been heard a couple of miles; his grunt, when they were at the end, was equally indicative of satisfaction. The internal applica tion of a bottle of strong spirits soon dissipated his trembling and restored his equanimity. Many unfortunate ele phants are lost in these treacherous sands, when large quantities of grass or branches of trees are not at hand to form an available support for them. After aj certain time the poor beasts becomes powerless; and the owner can only look with sorrow at the gradual disappearance of Ids' noble animal, and lament the pecuniary loss he thereby suffers, for all human aid is futile. They have teen known to lie twelve hours before entirely sinking. The Three Teulions." . Iiilrnlii'ii. If a boy has a sum to work out, or a lesson to learn by heart, lie will not lie apt to suei-eed unless he goes at it with a will, or unless he "in tends" to do it. ?. AIUhIi',h. If lie is to succeed, a boy must withdraw his thoughts from tops, balls, kites, and such like; he must not chatter w ith his school fel lows, but must for a time give his whole mind, or 'attends" to the lessons be him. 3. KtrntiuH. It is of little u-e to learn anything unless w e remember it. or "retain" it in the mind. 1 H I s ) B VA Ui S :T :. ? ME 5 i ! 1 r.if e" if if? -. & ' sA i . 1 a 5' i apg .iy. """"
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