clcrtcrt tti!5rellnni).
a doct'sstcryT
" Aud uow we'll have a cozy, com
forlablu evening together," paid my
wile, " An J but what's that, Irving ? "
My wife stnrtcd nervously, as a sharp
peal lrom tlio boll interrupted our brief
interval of domestic quint.
". Only the surgery boll, uiy dear,
cmcbtdy wanting mo 1 bupposc"
And I went down stairs, (secretly
Wondering to myself it, after all, there
was such a wide difference between a
galley nla76 and a country doctor.
The surgery door stood wide cpon,
but no one was thctc, and through tht
Winding darkness without, I could dis
tinguish the dark outline of a close car
ringe and a man standing at the horse's
head.
t " Who's there ? what's wanted f " I
"sked, coming to the tnrcshold and in
Btinctivcly buttoniug up the overcoat
I had hurriedly thrown on.
" You're wanted, doctor," said the
mac speaking iudistinctively from be
hind the niufflings that surrounded his
face,
Yes, but what for 7 who wants me ? "
' I am not at liberty to tell."
I had already entered the carriage,
but this suFpicous answer inspired me
with distiust. I made a step to de
scend, but I was too late. The vehicle
was already in motion.
' It is quite unnecessary to alarm
yourself doctor," said a quiet messur.
ed voice at my side. 13elievo me,
you are quite safe, and I trust you will
fell no uneasiness when I tell you that
you must be blindfolded."
And at the same instant a folded
bandage was deftly slipped over my
eyes.
" Hold ! " I ejaculated. " It strikes
me that this is rather superfluous.
The night is dark as Erebus, and jou
have no lamp."
" Possibly," returned the dry voice,
41 but it is better to run no nets.
And then ensued a silence of some
ten or fifteen minutes, while the car
riage rolled swiftly along, and the low
measured breathing ot my unknown
companion kept time to my own un'
comfortable thoughts.
At length my companion spoke,
asraiti in the same soft, modulated
tones.
" Doctor, one moro little precaution
is necessary vour promise never to
divulge to human soul a word of this
night's visit.''
I hesitated. " I cannot bind myself
to anv Huch covenant. The relations
between physician and patient are of
course cotilideutiul ; but
The carnage paused abruptly here,
and the door was swung open. At the
same inslant something cold touched
idv temple. It was the muzzle of a
pistol ! I recoiled in horror.
" You surely would not murder mo ? "
" You promise, doctor ? "
" 1 promise '. " I gasped, recoiling
n . t 111? i 1. 1
once more lroui tue cniuing ioucu oi
the cold steel at nty temple.
" Very well ; come ! "
I was led up a narrow walk, through
a doorway, into a room, where the
bandage was removed lrom my eyes
The spot was very familiar to me a
runioiw cottage, long since abandoned
to decay, in the very heart of dense,
swampy woods. How the carriage
had ever reached it I was at a loss to
know. Upon a p!lc of straw, hurriedly
thrown into a corner of the moulder,
ing floor, lay a prostrate figure, ntoan
ing at every breath. His face was con
cealed by a haDkerchief, and the blood
was slowly dripping from a gun shot
wound just abovo the ankle, a wound
which had been clumsily bandaged by
some unskillful hand. Morovcr, there
was a dark red stain on the straw where
his head lay, and his light brown hair
was matted with coagulated drops.
Two or three men stood around, with
rude masks of black cloth drawn over
thc faces, in which three slits were
cut for the eyes and mouth ; and a fa.
male figure knelt behind the heap of
straw, veiled closely. The men sileut
ly made way for me as I advanced in
to the apartment, and held their lan
terns so that the lurid light should fall
full upon my strango patient. I si
lently stooped and examined both
wounds.
" Well ? " asked my carriage com
panion. " I can do nothing, the man must
die."
" Nonsense ! a mere bullet through
the leg what does that amount to ? "
hurriedly gasped the man.
" In iUe'.t, not much ; but that blow
upon the skull muit prove fatal."
A low, half suppressed cry broke
lrom the woman opposite. She tore
the veil from her faoo as if she could
not breath through its heavy folds re
vealing features as white and beautiful
in their niaiblo agony as so much sculp
tured stone t She did not seem more
than thirty, but I afterwards knew that
uhe was indeed more that ton years
older. But iu spite of her present an
guish, how grandly beautiful she was !
Largo daik eyes, hair like coiled gold,
catching strange gleams from the shift
ing lanterns, and a broad smooth brow.
It wag a face you see but onco in a
lifetime. And yet. in the midst of the
distress, he never spoke.
" At least you can do something f or
him, doctor ? " said my inteilocutor,
iojpatiutly. " Don't lut us waste time
here."
As I proceeded in my ministrations,
the moaning grew fain'er, the convul
sive movements became scarcely per
ceptible. A faiot gleam of hope light
ed up tho face of the woman opposite j
the looked appealingly at me.
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" He is better he is surely better."
" He will be soon," 1 answered, mov.
ed to pity in spite of myself. " He oan
not live half ad hour longer."
Tho horror of that sepulchral silence
that fell upon us as my accents died
away shall I ever forget it J And five
minutes afterwards the breathing, spas,
modie tnd painful to hear, died into
eternal stillness. The young woman
lifted the corner of the handkerchief,
and gazed into ..the ghastly faoo. It
was that ot a young man of about twenty-two
and who had evidently been
marvellously good looking.
" Oh, heavens is he dead ! "
Her clear agonized voice was ring
ing in my ears, as they led me bask in
to the darkness of the night. I felt a
bank note in my hand as I entered the
carriage once more.
" Doctor you have done yout best ;
it is not your fault that your efforts
have not been more successful. Re
member you are pledged to secrecy."
The next moment I was whirling
swiftly through the November mid.
night, with the strange, unquiet feel,
ing of one wakened from a startling
dream. Yet it was no dream alas 1
it was a startling reality.
The carriage stopped at a cross road
near the village.
" Please to alight here, sir," said the
driver. " You are not far from home."
I obeyed, and stood listening in the
middle of the road, while the noise of
the carriage wheels died away, losing
distinctness in the shriek ot the
restless winds. The clock in the vil
lingo church tolled out the hour of
ono. Late as it was, however, my
surgery was still open and lighted up ;
the servant from Iladdeulcigh Hall had
juss ridden up to the door.
" If you please, doctor you are want
ed immediately at tho Hall. I he col
oncl said you could ride my horse, if
yours was not already saddled, and .
can walk, so there would be notirre lost.'
I mechanically mounted tho noble
animal that stood waiting for me, and
rode ofF, rather glad of an opportunity
to revolve in my mind the singular ad.
venture that had befallen me during
the evening. Haddenlekh stood a lit
tle back from the road, on a magnifi
cent knoll crowned with century old
chestnut aud beaches, and I reached
the broad stone steps in about halt an
nour, by dint of rapid strides. As I
entered the vestibules, Colonel Haddcn
who had been pacing up and down the
hall in a perfect agony of impatience,
came to meet me-
Is that you, Dr. Mellcr ? I thought
you never would come. We're in a
nrettv state of confusion here 1 Burg
lars in the house my wife's diamonds
gone nobody knows what else but
old Hopkins left his sign manual upon
ona of the fellows. They must bo
caught. They can't escape. For yoa
see
" Yes, but Colonel Hidden"
" Oh, aye I understand you you
want to see your patient ? It's Hop
kins, tho butler, he got an ugly blow
on the loft arm and afterwards my
wifo went herself for Dr. Maynard
no offense, Meller, but he lives nearer
than vou : but ho was out. She has
ouly just returned, and I couldn't very
well leave Hopkins, and Mrs. Haddcn
is such a kind good soul, she insisted
on going herself to fetch Dr. May.
nard " .
" But, ray dear sir"
" Ah true, come along to Hopkins'
room."
Hopkins, the butler, was at volu.
ble as his master, and ten timet as cir
cumstantial, and by the time I had set
bis broken fore-arm, I was pretty well
in posessiou ot all the particulars oi
the attempted burglary at Haddenleigh.
And thinking of my midnight patient
whose life had ebbed out upon the pile
of straw, I felt a strange guiltiness as
listened to Colonel UadJen a eager
conjectures as to tho whereabouts of
the desperadoes who had fled.
" And now, doctor you II take a glass
of wine," said the hospitable old gentle
man, ushering me into his library.
It was brilliantly lighted, and warm
with the crimson glow of a genial fire,
before which, in a singularly graceful
attitudo, sat a lady, wrapped in the
gorgeous folds of an Indian shawl.
" My wife, doctor ; Isabel, my love
tlis is Dr. Mellor."
We stood beforo one another in si.
lenco. I could not speak, for I knew
that I was looking iuto the startled og
gonized eyas of the woman who had
knelt scarcely an hour beforo by the dy.
Ins couch in the dcsalute oottaL-e Col.
onul Haddcn'g now wife, of whoso
beauty I had heard so much.
Tho Colonel talked on, but I heard
not a word that ho said. I could not
but marvel at the wonderful self-pos
session oi the woman, smiledlind look
ed grave aud said " yes" and " no" iu
the right places.
" To be sure," Colonel was iaying
as 1 woke into a sort of contoiousness
of his voice, " the loss of Isabel's dia
monds is something serious, - but of
R IDG WAY, PENNA.,
course ws shall recover them again.
Only, my love, it wan rathei careless
of you to leave them on the drawing'
footn table."
. " It was careless." replied Mrs. Had
den calmly. " Doctor you are not go
ing f Colonel, you have forgotten that
curious old book you were wanting to
show Dr. Meller."
As the door closed behind the hon.
est old gentleman, Mrs. Haddcn glid
de up to me, and placed her cold hand
on mine ; it was like the touch of an
icicle.
" Doctor you have my secret you
surely will not betray it r "
" I am pledged to silence, madam,'
I retitned coldly ; 11 but this deceit "
" It is not my fault doctor, wailed
the woman. " It is my fate. How I en
dure it I can scarcely tell were I to
pause and think, I should go mad. Ihe
man who died to-night was my son
Colonel Hadden knows nothing of my
first marriage, nor of the dreadful see
ret of my son's criminal life, that has
weighed me down for years. Over and
over again I have thought to escape
from it, but it has followed my toot
steps like a doom. To,night closes
that chapter of my life oh, heaven I
how dreadful ! but my secret is safe
the diamonds provided tor that !
" But your husband, Mrs. Hadden ? "
She covered her palid, beautiful fa:e
with her binds.
" I know what you would say, Dr.
JMeller. 1 love and honor him be
yond all men ; but what cun I do ? Be
hove mo, I have never willingly wrong
ed or deceived him. I never dreamed
of"
She paused abruptly. Colonel Had
den was entering the room, and the
smilling casual reumk she addressed
to him filled my heart with amazement
almost admiration. I rode home to
my blue eyed littlo Eleanor feeling, as
1 eutercd tho snug sitting room as if
were just returning to the homely, hap
py atmosphere of every day life. But I
never forgot the terrible excitement,
the terrible suspense of that night.
The desneradocs who had attempted
to rob Haddcnloigh Hull were never
detected or taken all trace of them
seemed to have vanished from tho
earth And were it not for the bank
note which most ' liberally recompensed
my services, and the everlasting wit
ness borne by Mrs. Haddcn's lovely
taco, 1 should almost have been temp
ted to fancy that all the events of that
marvelous .November mid-night were
bnt the fragments of a dream.
This was my adventure the first
and last that ever crossed the pathway
of my life.
The Biteb Bitten. A tew years
ago a farmer who was noted for his
waggery, stoped at a tavern, which he
was in the habit of stopping at on his
way from li to Salem. 1 tie landlady
had got the pot boiling for dinner, acd
the cat was washing herself in the oor.
ner. The traveler, thinking it would
be a good joke, took off the pot-lid and
while the landlady was absent put grim
alkin into the pot with the potatoes,
and then pursued his journey to Sa
lem. The amazement of the landlady may
well be conceived when on taking up
her dinner she discovered the im
palatable addition to it. Knowing the
customer, she had no difficulty in fix
ing on the aggressor, and she determio.
ed to be revenged. Aware that he
would Etop on his return for a cold bite,
the cat was carefully dressed. The wag
called as was expected, and pussy was
put upon the table among other cold
dishes but to disguised that he did not
know his old acquaintance
Me made a bearty meal and washed
it down with a glass of gin. After pay
ing his bill, he asked if she had a cat
she could give him, for he was plagued
almost to death with mice, fete said
she could not for she had lost hers.
" What ! "said he, " don't you know
where she is ? "
" Oh yes, " replied (be landlady
" you have just eaten it 1 "
Where tub Ivory Comes from.
About 24,000 oxen are killed each
week lo supply the city of New York
with meat. The bone known as the
" shiubooa " and all the leg from the
kneo to the hoof, fulls into the hands of
Mr. Peter Cooper. He contracts with
the butohers and market men to sup
ply him, and in this way about 100,000
shinbones per week find their way to
his establishment. All the niusoles are
taking from them, (he glutin is extracted,
and the clean white bone, is kept to bo
worked up into parasol handles. In
this way Mr Cooper has made an im
mense (ortuno, and many ladies who
suppose they were admlrng a beauti
ful ivory handle to their sunshades, rid
ding whips, etc., havo only been gazing
upon the shinbono of an ox, tho very
animal, perhaps, which supplied thorn
with their morning's beefsteak.
Thesa two I
-- n V It 1W OU VUICUJ
Are put in here to fill out this column
ui n
JUNE 27 th, 1867.
Bothering a Witness
About twenty years ago, when Frank
lin Pierce and the present Scnrtor Clark
stood at the bend of the Hillsborough
bar, in New Hampshire, there was a
celebrated suit upon the docket called
the " Horse Case," The action was
brought by Smith & Jones, livcry-stable
keepers, against one White, to recover
the value of a pair of horses alleged to
have been killed by the defendant while
conveying an insane man to the asylum
at Concord. There was plenty of proof
that th horses died soon alter their ar.
rival there, but the defendant took the
ground that they died of disease and
not from being overheated, and that a
sufficient time had been allowed them
to travel that distance with case. Then
it became necessary to show the jury
the time of their arrival. Many citizens
were brought forward, among them a
tall, bony, slab-sided, lanky, sleepy-look
ing fellow, who officiated as hostler of
the stable. J give you the substance ot
the concluding portion ot the exami,
nation :
' What time, sir, did I understand
you to say it was when the horses were
up to the stable f
t J ust as I was goin' to dinner.'
1 What time was it when you went to
dinner that day by the clock 7
' Just twelve.'
To a minate?'
Yes, sir.'
What time did you go to dinner the
day before by the clock r
' Just twelve.'
' To a minute ? '
' Yes, sir.'
' What time did you go to dinner tho
day before that by tho clock I
At twelve.'
'To a minute, sir ? '
Yes, sir.'
1 And what time did you go to dinner
a week previous by the clock I '
' At twelve.'
To a minute, sir ? '
' Yes, Bir.'
' Now, sir, will you be good enough to
tell the jury what time you went to din
ner three months before the last date
by the clock f '
At twelve.
' To a minute, sir f '
Yes, sir.'
1 That is all,' replied the counsel, with
a gleam of satisfaction on his face, and
a glance at the jury, as much as to say,
1 That man has settlod his testimony.
gentlemen. And so we thought, till
just as ho was leaving the stand, he
turned to his questioner with a curious
comical expression on his face, and
drawled out : ' That ere clock was out
o kelter, and stopped at twelve for tho
last six months.' There was a general
roar in the callery where I sat. Mr.
Clark sat down, and I noticed that the
judge had to use his handkerchief just
then.
A bishop who was fond of shooting,
in one of his excursions, met with a
friend's gamekeeper whom he sharply
reproved tor inattention to his religous
duties, exhorting him strenuously to" go
ts church " and read his bible. ' The
keeper in an angry mood responded,
" Why, I do read my bible, sir, but I
don't find in it any mention of the apos
tles goiog a shooting- " No, my good
man, you are right," said the bishop ;
" the shooting was very bad in Pal
estine, so they went fishing instead." ,
Kissmo a Quakeress. The late
Mr. Bush UBed to tell this story of a
brother barrister : As the coaoh was
about starting before breakfast, the mod
est limb of the law approached the land
lady, a pretty Quakeress, who was near
the fire, and said he oould not think of
going without giving her a kiss.
" Friend," said tho, " thee must not
do it." " Oh. by heavens, I will 1 " re-
plied tho barrister. " Well, friend, as
thou has sworn, thee may do it, but thee
must not make a practice of it.
One man wagored another that ho
had seen a horse uulloping at full speed
and a dog sitting onr bia ll. It seems
an improbable teat for a dog to accom
plish, but the man was right and won
the money. But tho dog was sitting on
hit own tail.
A man named Jainnsnn. in Cino.in.
nati wishiue to curtail hnusehnlu oxnpn
sea, adopted a novel method to effect his
object. He kissed the servant girl one
r i i v ,.
uuoruing wnen ne Knew iurs. J. would
see him.
Results dis'jharrred servant firl and
twelve dollars per month saved.
ItECKATIONS or a Pmr.nsnpnvn
Professor Dorrans once placed a linen
handkerchief in the exnloaire condition
of gun cotton, and threw it into the
i. u ; , . i . . .
wanu. jriugec was icd. dried, and
iprinklod it ready for ironing, without a
suspicion ot its charaster. The moment
she placed the hot iron upon it, the
nauaeritcniet vanished into tbin air,
nearly frightening the poor girl out of
hurSbnSGS. Had thin nnnnrnri an loa
ago the profe&sor would have passed s a
umo ot saian.
VOLUME SEVEX-NUMBER 10.
TERMS 1 00 PER AXXUM.
ITewi Itftfli.
Miss Kate Terry, the English actress,
is about to retire from the stage.
Earl Russcl will take the chair at the
dinner of the Cobden Club, July 7.
The writings of Joseph Mazzini are
in course of publication in London.
The Sultan has thirty of his wives
with him in Paris.
Cherish your best hones as a faith,
and abide by them in action.
Marriage is designated a bridul state
as it puts a curb upon most people.
Pope Pius IX has nearly completed
tho 21st year of his Papacy. .
It is rumored that Maximillian was
released and is on his way to Texas.
The death is announced of General
Michel, commander of the French Ar
tillery at Brest.
Arthur Rose, who thinks he smells
sweeter by the name of " the English
Artemus Ward," announces that he is
coming here next wiuter to lecture.
M. Clement Duvernois, who has left
the Liberie in consequence of a differ
ence with M. de Girardin, is about to
establish a new paper under tho title of
Discussion.
Quia told a woman that she looked
blooming as Spring, but recollecting that
tue season wis not very promising, he
added, " Would to Heaven spring look
ed like you."
, General W. A. Blount died at an ad.
vanccd age in Beaufort county, North
Carolina, on Tuesday a week. Ho took
an active part in the war of 112, and
has since filled many publio trusts.
In Californio, two botanists, Professor
Wood and Professor Bolander are ex
changing some verp severe words thro:
the newspapers. The language they
use towards each other is anything but
nowery.
Rev. Dr. Norman M'Leod is visiting
the yuecn at Balmoral, and the head ot
the Anglican Church and defender of
the Episcopal faith, regularly attends
t. ; ti i . ? . i . t.
ma j. lusoyicriaa services wncn in ocot.
land.
The murdered Mr. Hiscock was en
gaged to be married, at tho time of his
death, to a widow of Albany, who was
staying at the Metropolitan Hotel, in
New York, when the fatal news reached
her, and has since been unable to leave
her room.
Stonewall Jackson is buried in Lex.
lngton, V irgiuia, as he wished to bo.
lie lies in a quiet Village churchyard
At the head of his grave is a simple
siaD with the name " ueueral Thomas J.
Jackson," and at his feet a stone with
the initials, " T. J. J."
Rev. Mr. Dabnev. the author of
life of Stonewall Jackson, has come out
. t.. . . .. ...
in a long leuer to remte the criticisms
of General Johnson upon his book. The
L ! 1 nr. . , .
oiograpaer re-mrms that Jackson be
lieved that Johnson oould have occupied
Washington after the first battlo of
Bull Run.
A French correspondentlof an English
Roman Journal eays the condition of the
t'nnce Imperial is such as to leave no
hope of recovery. I he poor child is
victim to scrofula of the most determin.
ed character, and part of the bone has
been removed and replaced with cold in
a recent operation. It is stated positive
ly as the opinion of M. Ncalton that he
cannot survive a second, and that his
living to succcd to the throne is utterly
improbable..
The German papers announce the
death of a man who was so devoted an
admirer of Cervantes that he spent the
whole of his life and a considerable for
tune in collecting every edition of Don
Quixcte which has been published in
Europe since its first appearance.
There were found in the library of this
curious bibliomanian 4C0 editions of
Don Quixoto iu the Spanish langua"o
168 in French, 200 in Englishln
Portuguese, 96 in Italian, 70 in German,
4 in Russian, 4 in Greek, 8 in Polish,
6 in Danish, 13 in Swedish, and five in
Latin.
At the ball given by Lord Cowley, in
Palis, mewly, the Empress Eugenie
was iu white, and wore uit rows of largo
diamonds round her neck. The same
kind of ornaments were in her hair. In
dress, tuifo, e.-pecial!y whito, was the
striking feature ; but all robes were dif
ferently trimmed, although with about
the same material azd precious stones.
If tho truth must be snid, says a corres
pondent, the dresses were made of no
thing but trimming, and thut mostly of
leaves which entwined round the skirts
and glistened all over with what is cal
led a diamante preparation. It u crys
tal reduced to powder ood adhered to
either ciape or other artific'al leaves.
The effeot is lovely. Other robes were
but foundations for jewels' to shine on.
Some were all luce with very long trains
The prettiest wore vaporous waves of
the lightest haze.
Firmness of a Lady jn a Pet! "
Well lcl hliri go, and lot Lim slay,
1 do not nicnn to die,
I guess lic'll finil that. I can live
Without liijri, if I try ;
He thought, to fi iphtonmowitli frowns
So terrible and black ;
ITe'U ttay away a thousand years
Before t asu him back.
lie said that I had acted wrong
And foolishly beside
I won't forget him after that
I would'nt if I died.
If I was wrenp, hat right bad lie
To be so cross to me T
1 know I'm not nn angel, quite
I don't pretend to bo.
Ho had another sweetheart once
And now when we fall out.
He always eayg (),e was not cross,
And that she did not pout )
It is enough to vex a saint
Its more than I can bear j
I wish that girl of his was
Well, 1 don't care where.
He thinks that she is pretty, too
ls beAutiful and good, -
1 wonder if sbo'd get him hack
Again now, if she could.
I know "he would, and there ihs Is
Bho lives almost in sight ;
And now its aftertnine o'clock,
Perhaps he's there to. night.
I'd almost write for him to come
But then I've gaid I won't
I do not care Bo much, but nba
Shan't have him if I dont.
BoBidcs, I know that I wag wrong,
And he was in the right ;
I guess I'll tell him go, and then
I wish he'd come to.night.
A Touching Story.
I romembor, though somewhat im
perfectly, a touching story connected
with the chuiehbclls of a town in Italy,
which had become famous all over Eu.
rope for their peculiar solemnity and
sweetness. They were made by a young
Italian, and were his heart's pride. Dur.
ing the war the palace was sacked, and
the bells carried off, no oneknew whith.
er. After the tumult was over, the
poor fellow returned to his work, but it
had been the solaco of his life to wander
about at evening and listen to the chime
of his bells, and he grew dispirited and
sick, and pined for them until ho could
no longer bear it, and left his home, de-
terminsd to wander over tho world, and
hear them once again beforo he died.
He went from land to land, stopping in
every village, till the hope that alone
sustained him began to falter, and he
knew at last that he was dying. Ho lay
one evening almost insensible, in a boat
that was slowly floating down the Rhine
He scarcely ever expected to see the
sun rise again, that was now setting gloJ
riously over the vino covered hills of
Germany. Presently the vesper bells of
a distant village began to ring, and as
the chimes stole faintly over the river
vith tho eveniog breeze, he started
from his leshargy, He was not mistak
en ; it was the deep, solemn, Heavenly
musio of his own bells, and the sounds
that he had thirsted for years to hear
were melting1 over the waters. Ho lean
ed from the boat, with his ear close to
the calm surface of the river, and listen
ed. They rang out their hymn and
ceased he still lay motionless iu his
painful position ; his companions spoke
to him ; he gave no answer his spirit
had followed the last sound of the ves
per chime.
" God Blew Too!"
A crippled beggar was striving lo pick
up some old clothing that had been
thrown from the window, when a crowd
of l ude boys gathered about him, mim
icking his awkward movements, and
hooting at his helplessness and rags.
Presently a noble little little felioW came
up, and, pushing his way through the
crowd, helped the poor, crippled man to.
pick up his gifts, and placed them in a
bundle. Then as ho was running awaV
a voice abave him said, " Little boy with
a straw hat lock up." A lady looking
from, an upper window, said earnestly.
God bless you, my little fellow, God
will bless you for that." As he walkod
along, be thought how glad he had
made his own heart by doing good. He
thought of tho poor beggar's grateful
look; of the lady's smile and her ap
proval : and last, and better than all. ha
could almost bear his Heavenly Fatlrtr'
whispering., Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercv." Littla
reader, when you havo au opportunity
of doing good, and feel tempted to neg
lect it, remember the little toy with
the straw hat.
California Style.
Not long since a Got man via rMiniy
along Sansome street, near Sacramento,
when he heard a pistol shot behtoi hha
and heard the whizzing of a ball near
him. and felt his hat shake. Iln turn
ed and saw a man with a revolver iu bin
hand, and took of his hut and dmni
frosh bullet bota im it.
" Did you shoot at mo ? " astnd th
German.
" Yes." replied the other nnrtv. " thut
is my horw j it was stoleu from mo rc.
cently."
"loumust be mistaken." aai.T rN.
German, " I havo owued the horse for
three years."
' ell," said the other, "when T
come to hvk at. hint. I believa Ian
nuUki--ii. Excuse inc. sir : won't vt
tuko a drink ? "
A L'eritltxuan was awHktncl in th i
night and told hi wit was It,
turned round, drtw tho ovei It t closer,
and muttered as he went to sleep agii.i,
fc Oh. how grieved 1 shall foul itiiln
Uioriiiii'j"
IW Thk liuc C.U3 out this pao.