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Will give prompt and careful atten tion to the busineaa of former clients ia Stearns and adjoining counties. ap 10. DR. V. PELL, Homeopathic Physician! AND DENTIST. Clearwater, Minnesota. Tl5n20-72 E. K. JAQUES, SURGEON DENTIST. Roienbcrger Block. oAlNT CLOUD. MINNESOTA* D. H. SELBY. —AGENT— Singer Sewing Machines. Needles, Oil, Tuckers, Bafflers and other findings constantly on hand. Office in B. Tobey's book-store. ST. CLOUD MINN. C. SCHULTEN, DRUGGIS and PHARMACEUTIST filt- SJCiiin* Prescriptions carefully compound- ed day or night. CHAS. S. WEBEB, M. D., HOMEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN, 8T CLOUD, MINN Office on St. Germain street, 8d dooreast Catholio Chareh. ST. CLOUD Homeopathic Pharmacy. MEBICIIB GASES AMD BOOKS, la thefamily and for thetreatmeat of HORSES, CATTLE Bad otherdomestic animals 0. 8. WEBEB. LeROY GROUT, I I E N I N E E AND SURVEYOR, ST. VIAtVD, MlflSKSOTA. Tazei of son-residents attended to promptly. Speeial attention glvea to Land examina tion. References— P.L.GREGOR1 St. Cloud. H. C. BUBBANK, do. J. C. BUBBANK, St. Paal. H. TBOTT, 8T. P. & P. B. B. do. Office with P. L. Gregory, Washington avenue. apr6tf P. MEYST & SON, MERCHANT TAILORS Shop opposite the Kelly Bouse, WASHINGTON ATBNTJB, 8T. CLOUD, MINN. n40-lj W. HENDERSON. Dealerinand Manufacturer of Boots, Shoes and Rubbers fnw* Custom workdoue lathe beststyle Repairing aeatly andpromptly done. Washiagta avenue, aezt door to Metsr oths Clothing store a* O. E. GARRISON, Civil Engineer & Architect, ST. CLOUD, MINN. Having had twenty-two years' experi ence—twelve in Government surveying—I hope to giro satisfaetion ia all branches of Engineering. Pine and other Lands entered and taxes paid for Non-residents, and fall desorip tioa given from personal examination. Office and residenoe near the Episcopal Church. Maps of Stearns County for sale. war NOTARY PUBLIC. St. Cloud Quadrille Band The undersigned will furnish first-class masic for Balls. Speeial attention given to supplying private parties, with from two to five pieces, as may bo desired. Charges reasonable. GEO. E. FULLER. VOL. XVI. BAN O SAINT CLOUD DOW a Scleral Banking, Exchange, and Real •state Bullosa. JAB. A. I President. J. Q. SMITH, Cashier. BANKING HOUSE —or— THOS. 0. MoCLURE, SAINT OLOTJD. MINNESOTA. GENERAL BANKING BUSINESS DONE. O. O. HINES, PAINTER! Shop on Washington Avenue, 8T. CLOUD, MINNESOTA. •18nl6 P. E TOZIEB, PAINTER & GLAZIER, 8T. CLOUD, MINN. 0EDIR8 BISPICTfALLY S0LICITIB. Satisfaetion given, or no eharge. A. C. BEVAN, Slu a O a a men.ta.1 a in —ALSO— Drainer, Marnier, Decorator aai 111 ii ii St. CLOUD vloaS MINN. T. J.BOKHAM, Practical TIBSMUB aai Bealer la I N W A Parties la need of Gatterlag, Spoatino, any kind of Job Work will find it to their advantage to give me a cell as I make this woork a s^seialty. a48 C. BRIDGMAN, Dealer!a TT HUE IB ES :R, at the Mills. Lower St. Cloud M. BECKER, BOO AND SHOEMAKER. Boots. Shoes and Gaiters Madtia the lateststyle andof the best stock. Good fits warranted. Quality of work guaranteed. EASTERN WOBK.ftJways on head for •ale oheap. ALSO LEATHER AND FINDINGS ||8hopoa8t.GermaiBStreet,Beztdotrto Book Store. 8t.Oload.Aftn 2,1848. ST.CLOUD MARBLE_WORKS JOSEP HERSCBBACE B1AL1B IB Monuments & Gravestones Alto, Contractor for all kinds of Stone Cutting to Order. St. Germain street—two doors east of the Catholio church. n27 E A A E GOETTEN & TROSSEN Offer to the public, at Hoepner's old stand, OB St. Germain street, everything ia the line ofMEAT, including, E a •Sc a S a a a & at as reasonable rates as any stand ia ths city. Giro them a call and see for yourselves. St. Cloud. Feb. 4th. 1878. vl5-n PURE LAKE ICE1 We are prepared to supply families, ho tels, saloons, etc, with pare TiA.T^3BriOm in any desired quantity. lee will be de livered every day at your doer. Leave or ders with a*7-tf DORB MARSHALL. .F&W. Powell Dealers ia all kinds of SHELF AND HEAVY HARDWARE, Iron, Nails, Class, BLACKSMITH TOOLS, Agricultural Implements, GENUINE MOLINE PLOWS. MINNEAPOLIS PLOWS. TIN, COPPER ft 8HEET.IR0N WARE. Burbank ft Powell's Blook, St. Germain street. vld-nSo 8 A STRAYED from Maine Prairio, about the first of May, a RED STEER, three years old, large, white spotted, with largo horns. A "v Tew**d *Ulhopoid for the return of the animal to F. Kimball, at Maine Prairie, or te the uaderslgned at St. Cloud. JOHN RILEY. 1 St. Ciouo\Mey 80,878. may29-1 MINNEAPOLIS. The names glvtn la this column are those of Use eat and aaae* reUaBle Bosses in their sev •ralllnesof buslnesa la Minneapolis. Minneapolis Bag A O I W A 0U00ISSOB TO BULLAR & MILLER Manufacturers of and Dealers ia Cotton and Paper Flour Sacks, Burlaps, —AND— O O E 3 A S 30 W a in to At/cnae, MINNEAPOLIS, MINN. I N N E A O I S MAKBLE_WORKS. G. W. HERRICK, Dealer ia AMERICAN ASS FOREIGN MARBLE, HEAD STONES AND MANTLES. llleollet St., a 3 a 4 MINNEAPOLIS, MINN. Work let up la St. Cloud aid vicinity without Extra charge. vld-att-lT BARNARD & CLARK, Furniture Manufacturers MINNEAPOLIS, MINN. The subscribers beg leave to announce to their many patrons and friends that their new Factory Is BOW iu eperetioa aad tha they art prepared to fill all orders for First Class FwnUare! PROMPTLY at AT LOW PRICES, A aew prioe list will be issued to the trade about the first of July, and special efforts will be made to make their establishment Headquarters for the Dealers throughout the Northwest. FIIE CUSTOM WORK SOKE TO ORDER. BABNARD ft CLARK. Factory 4th Street, East side. Warerooms 6 Centre Blook. vl4n48 BOND'S RESTAURANT EUROPEAN HOTEL I S N O W O E N NO. 37 WASHINGTON AVKNTJK, MINNEAPOLIS. MINN. J. We METZROTH Baa removed his more, orrosiiB THBOBBTBAB BOVSB. fsET MEZROTR'S IS THE PLACE. A large stoek of th efinest CASSIMERES, BROADCLOTHS, and all kinds Gent's Furnishing Goods always on hand. JSJT METZROTiriTs THE PLACE! QEKTLE MIEN'S SU1T& made at O a E S O I I S ia theiatest NEW YORK* LONDON AND PARIS STYLES Reliance Works, MILWAUKEE, WIS. Edward P. Ailis & Co. MACHINISTS, AND Mauufaoturers of Superior STEAM ENGINES French Burr Mill Stones. Cast Iron, Water and Gass PIPE »aw*Everything in oar Has undo aad •old. Illustrated Catalogue of Maohlaery, 120pages, seat free OB appllcatioB. aprCm PIONEER WAGON SHOP -W. -W^EsA^rVY* Mannfaeturir of FARM AND PREI8HT WAGONS, LIGHT WAGONS, BUGGIES CUTTERS, SLEDS, fto) All work made from the very best mate rial, and fully warranted. Prices reason able. Parties needing anything in myliae will do well to give me a call. Speoial attention paid to REPAIRING H. W. WEART, Lake Street rear of MontgomeryftWest. EDWIN M. WRIGHT, ATTORNEY AT I A W FERGUS FALLS, HTNiflMOTA. ST. PAUL. The names given in this column are those of the largest sad most reliable houses ID their several lines of business tn St.Paul. a is DAIRY GOODS OF ALL KINDS. Send for Illustrated Catalogue. MERREL RYDER Manufacturer and Wholesale and Retail Dealer in Fancy'Purs, O E S A.TSX O A S Commission Dealer For the sale and purchase of FURS, ROBES, SKINS, HIDE8, GAME, Ac, fto. No. 5 3 Jackso Street, 8tt a vlSaietf A E A I STRONG & ANDERSON Manufacturers andDealersin Carpets,Oil-Cloths, Mattings, Curtain Ma, oriels, Upholstery Goods, Wall Paper Bedding, Window Shades, Feathers, &o Nos BBS and aai Third Street. ST PAUL. MINNESOTA Cheap Carpet Hall of the State. Large Stock Constantly oat a J. MATHIES 8St reet, Paal. Minnesota I N & A O W E a a 62, 64, 65 aad Robert Street, 8T.PAUL, vl4a47-ly MINNESOTA. .DniMaOijn Importer, of CROCKERT AND FRENCH CHrfA. a in W it in a Gold Hand China, Decorated in a Sold insets or separately. Fine Glassware, Table Cutlery $ Plated Ware. 100 Street, St. Pawl may30-ly IF TOU WANT SOME OF TBB BEST LAUDS IN STEARNS COUNTY, AT CHEAP RATES, Address a in F. Post Office Box 2234, •18-B NKW TOBK JUST PUBLISHED! STRAUSS' WALTZES arranged as VIOLIN SOLOS. A sis: ftz» E it Paper Copy seat, post-paid, for $1.50 ia boards, S2 Address, J. L. PETERS, 599 Broadway, N. T. CHICAGO & ST. PAUL O N E Via the West Wisconsin and Cfcica«e Horthwestern BaQways. The Vlonssr BenU naalag 2 aznress Trains eallj, from BU Panl to Chicage, Without change of cars. y""-*^ All trains foUj equipped with the WesUnghoose AirBrake and Miller Platform. PULLMAK PAtACK DAT AND NIOHT COACH- BS ON ALL TBAIN8. ^JEsfPassongersUking this Bonte will secure to themselres adrantages affbrded by no other Line— TickeU ror sale at the principal ticket offices of all Railroads leading Into 8t. Paul,also at the Company's office. 111 Third street, St. Paul, and at the Depot. The Day Express leares St. Paul, (except Son day) at 8:10 A. K., and the NightXxpress(except Satnrday) at 8:00 r. «., arriving in Chicago at ftSO a. st-ana 6:60 p.m. JOHN H. HULL, WM. JAHES, ,«w?nPeri,,,€,,ldent« Qe»- Tick. Agent. JOHN H. DODGK, CHAS. THOMPSON. Traveling Agent. Ticket Agent St. Panl LEAVENWORTH, LAWRENCE AND GALVESTON B.R. CO. OF KANSA8, Having now received their Patents in fnil from the Government, place In market nearly 400.00 0 ACRES OF MAGNIFICENT LANDS, granted in aid of their Road by theUnited States, a large portion of which has been Reserved from Public Sale since 1854. These landsare already traversed by two railroads, and the even sections having been settled for many years, numerous villages and railroad stations afford a ready market for farm products, andthe advantages ofchurches, schools and stores. he Company offers its lands at moderatefigures,onlong time, and at low rates of interest. Salubrious Climates Fare Water and Fertile Soil render these lands the most desirable of any now of fering in America. Two trains daily leave Leavenworth, Lawrence and Kansas City, for all points on the L. L. &C.R.R. LINE. Land exploring tickets are placed on sale, and to parties purchasing lands the cost of same will be re funded, for further particulars, apply to JOHN W, SCOTT, Land Com., Chanmte, Rant., Is, It* W G. flU It. CO., Lawrence, Kan. •pril-24 ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA. THURSDAY, AUGUST 21, 1873. A KlfiHT SCIRE. The river harries swiftly onward, Yaiia7strlvU«teSlM» The Shadows that deSBea her bosom, And carry them ih ia clasp. *~-he%. The clouds are fathering iu hag* heaps, y. Trying to hide from sight With their piled-sp, sullen masse*,, A waning moon'sjwle light.' thefltfulrays on the shrouded bank, Two sunken mounds are seen, Where once two stlfljdead bodies Were iound by the shuddering stream. No sound breah* the death-like stillness. Not even a leaf is stirred,. Only the water's low, hoarse murmur, And the plaint of a wounded bird. Nature Is wrapped in a spectral trance, A deep and brooding dream Has fallen, and holds in breathless spell A grim and ghostly scene: The wan moon struggling with angry deads, Gaunt shadows, and lonely graves The single wail of a dying tird. As It falls In the gloomy waves. nVEIEABS. CONTINUED 7B0M LAST WEBK, It was the day of my marriage. A brilliant day, filled with tho bloom of towers and the caroling of birds. I awoke with the Botes of a robin ia my ear. As the soft strain pieroed the thin veil of morning slumber I felt a pang. What was it 7 I awoke thor oughly, and realized what it was. About the room were scattered various articles which were to form a part of my new wardrobe. A gray silk shim mered in the sunshine. A large tronk stood open! revealing glimpses of linen and lace. I sprang out"6i bed with a confused sense of gathering excitement, It wss now six o'clock. At six in the afternoon I was to be married. Our airangemeots were completed, aad at eUnset we should be on our way to mj new home for the next five yean—the strange Oriental country which all my life had-been a subjeet of fascinated speculation with me. Mr. Ayre would have returned long before, but for his engagement to me and our wedding day bad been .hastened to meet the ex igencies of the time which wore urgent, news having been received some time previous that Mr. Carle, the partner at Canton, was in the most precarious health. I was standing by the door consult ing with Liz about some matter of dress on that momentous day, not long after I bad risen, when Mr. Ayre suddenly appeared, holding an open letter in his hand. Uis countenance was grave and preoccupied as he said: "Carle is dead! It is providential .that I had arranged to. sail ia. this steamer. 1 must have gone in spite of every thing, somehow." The pang at my heart came again, More and more I was waking up to reality. A fearful fate seemed closing about me from which there was no es cape. Why had I invited it 7 Why left to myself to make this choice of isolation 7 Had I been mad 7 At least I felt so now. My pulses were beating with heavy throbs, my brain whirled. Mechanically I went through my pre parations. Morning ran to noon, and noon to night. I suppose in all these hours I talked, and answered questions much as usual, but I felt in a horrible feverish dream. Thus I found myself standing beside Thorburn Ayre, and heard the piping of the birds, while tho sun streamed through the blind bars, aad soft odors ot summer wafted in, while fsrther than all these seemed the voice that was sealing my fate. "What God has joined together let no man put.asunder." .-.« I listened to these words, and knew what they meant. 1 listened to the words that followed congratulations and greetings. I felt kisses upon my brow, my cheeks, my lips but the fear ful spell did not break till I entered my room to ohange my bridal garments. Lis was there pale and watchful of me. I was crimson with fever. As I mot her eyes, as I breathed the quietaess of that ohamber, never more to be mine, the fire burst forth. In a passion of tears and sobs I cried "Oh, why did I do this I Why did I marry him I I do not love him. I hate him and I can not, oh, I can not go from you all with him I I do not know him, lam too. young. I am frightened to death I Oh Lis, Lit! my grandmother has done it: not I I have been iu a dream!" As I said this wildly and bitterly, a flood*tide seemed to mount up from my heart to my brain my pulses throbbed, a lava stream poured through every vein. Then all sensation stopped. Where was 17 Darkness and confusion bad settled upon me. I opened my eyes. "Is that you, Lis "Ob, Kate 1" And Lis, I saw, was orying. I looked about me. I was lying up on the bed in our little room, and there WM an odor of camphor. "What is it, Lis 7 What has happen- edr She told me that I had fallen down insensible the day of my wedding. "My wedding-day 7 Whew was it, Lie 7" "It is July now, Kate." And she bent and kissed me. July! My wedding-dsy was in May. I wonder where was Mr. Aye—my husband. I said, faintly "Tell me all about it, Lis." And she told me. 1 had fallen in sensible as I stood speaking to her. The long, unnatural strain had at last given way, and I bad drifted out into unknown restful regions of spiritual calm. Weeks hid passed, aad I had been dead to outward life. Where were the actors in that life 7 1 asked the question thai was thrilling my heart. "Where is he—Mr. Ayre, Lie?" "Be had to go, you know there was ao alternative. The physlcan told him there Was no danger of jour dying, but that you would probably be ill for long time A nervous fever of some kind. Grandmother says that mamma was subjeot to tbem after strong excite ments." She paused then, hesitatingly, "Thero is a letter for you. When you «re able to read it I will—•" But I turned my head away indiffer ently. I felt no interest, in the letter, reared to look no further than the present rest was in the present, and freedom. I went to sleep, tranquil and unthinking. 1 awoke stronger, and with a dawning interest in the affairs of life. I began to question myself. Where wss tbst life to be spent in these present days 7 Then I asked for my letter. It was a deep July day a gold sky, an ardent atmosphere, and balmy breaths of sommer were all about me as I read "DEAR KATE—You know how im perative is the necessity of my leaving you at this moment, or you will know when you awake to eooseiousness. I leave you free to act, to live as you think fit. Mr. Calvin will be your business nan until my return. Choose your own place of residence, your own companions. Mr. Calvin will assist you faithfully, aad acquaint you with the extent of your income. Good-by, and God bless you. "THOBBTJBN AYBB." It ww an odd note, I thought, for sueh along good-by but then it was written in the brief interval that in tervened between the excitement of my sodden illness and the sailing of the steamer. I glowed with gratitude at the wild sense of freedom it conveyed. Be was very hind, certainly and so absorbed was I in the vista that open ed before me 1 forgot the reserve and brevity that conveyed it, and ceased to wonder why he had not mentioned his probable time of return. Consulting with Mr. Calvin, I found my means f«r exceeded my wildest ex pectations. The arrangements that en sued seemed like a fairy-tale to me. I was to live in the old Langdon man sion on the hill that lay between Ex ham and fiawley. Rawley was then famous for its beaches, and WBB the re sort of the summer. In winter it was the link between town and city, lying between Exbam and New York. I formed my establishment with con •Lderable forethought for a girl of eigh teen. My grandmother's prudenoe had been effective with me. So I wisely chose for a ohaperon a middle-aged aunt who was in impoverished circum stances, for my grandmother at once declined mv invitation for her to be with mc Her pride was too strong tor her to give up the independence of her own home, however poor and scant. Bnt I took Liz, as I had promised in jest long sgo. It was September before we were fairly settled in our new home but the season was not yet over in Rawley, and I very soon found myself making many new acquaintances through the Carows and the Deerhams, who held high festival for three months at Raw ley beaoh every summer. There I re newed my old friendship with Johnny Carew, and there Asbford Lang and his three brothers, such brilliant, ele gant men as I bad rarely met, sought our society. "When does Mr. Ayre return, Mrs. Ayre 7" asked Stuart Lang one day, BB we stood resting from bowling in the alley. "When?" How oonld I tell 7 Then itfirstoc curred to me that in his few letters my husband did not mention the subjeot. I never had thought to ask. I put the question aside somehow, and the thought with it. "Ton will not think of remaining here all winter 7" Ashford took up,. as he bent his supple figure. "You will oome to New York, and know my sister and mother. They will be book from Europe in a month." "I don't know I am so young, and Mr. Ayre away—perhaps—" Ashfotd smiled. "Do you faney there are such speoial dangers abroad in New York that you can not esoape them—roaring lions go ing about seeking whom they may de vour 7" Be lifted his eyebrows, and his smile deepened in amusement as he conclud ed, I felt foolish and afflioted with gaucherie at his words—his manner. In a moment my dress felt ill-made, my hat was unbecoming, my gloves out of place. How stupid I must seem How little I knew of the world 1 In books I was well educated but in the million local topics that are the current coin of all general society, whioh keep it at brilliant high-pressure, I knew nothing. Always ambitious of knowledge, of all conversational power whioh places one person en rapport with another, I felt defeated, and ensphered as it were. Before the next day I had decided to spend my winter in New York. I looked upon it as a neoenery part of my education. 1 must find myself equal with the world. My grandmother made no objection, as I fancied sho would she evidently had perfect faith in me, either through her faith in ber own training, or in my natural caution end worldliness. She seemed to have relinquished me entire ly. I was no more to her than some dis tant relative. In New York my life epeaed more fully, I foand that I had many tastes, many qualities whioh I was before on iwareot Through the Langs I was introduced into society both fine and fashionable. I went out a great deal with Liz, who was by this time a hand some, brilliant young creature, much admired and much sought after. The winter passed rapidly, then sum mer again at Langdon Hill, snd Mr. Ayre still away, and his ooming borne indefinite. His letters had begun to lengthen about the time I first went to New York, possibly from the fact that I myself, vivified and amused by my new acquaintances and plans, spoke more fully of myself. Onoe I asked bim when he would return. Ho an swerod, vaguely, "When circumstances will allow me." The letters were kind those of a friend, not a lover or a hus band 1 saw no particular want in them until one day, Ashford Lang and his sister calling upon me, she said: "I should think you would want to go out to your husband, Mrs. Ayre. When our Tom was there he was con tinually sending for Lou." I suddenly flushed. I had not thought of it before. My husband bad never sent for me. I had always been aware that there was something rather odd in the circumstances of my married life bnt so absorbed had I been in my new freedom, in following out my tastes and inclinations with my ample means, that I forgot or put aside thoughts whioh in reality were more uninterest ing than any others. Words now and then from strangers, like these of Ca milla Lang, awakend me. When she made this last remark she lifted her languid eyes with rare interest to my face. I colored, as I have said, aad more vividly as I caught the searching glance from Ashford. With effort I said: "Mr, Ayre may return at any time. The complications arising from the death of Mr. Carle have kept bim be yond his expectations. It would be useless for me to attempt the voyage when every thing is so unsettled. Mr. —my husband may rc'tnrn any day." As I repeated this, again I caught the searching, incredulous look from Asbford Lang. He had notioed my hesitation. I saw him exchange glan ces with his sister. I felt humiliated. A sense of being neglected and forsak en came over me. My husband How strange it all was. How different from others. By comparisons I now began to realize my singular lot. My husband I said it over and over. Why did he not re turn. Was it business really, or had he repented his marriage 7 Why did he not send for me if it was the first 7 I was not sorry that he )id not, but I felt nevertheless neglected. My usband! That thin* dark, old ish man. I looked at myself that night in my mirror. I was young, fresh not beautiful like Liz, bnt attractive. I bad a good figure, and a fine air. I was called charming. 1 was oonsoious of this as a fact. As I looked I thought of my mate. The thin, dark, oldish man. Who should it have been 7 In stantly my mind shaped an answer. A man like Ashford Lang. My thought weut no farther. I never fancied my self in love with Ashford. He and his three brothers merely served me as models of brilliant, gracious gentlemen. They were not men to carry on intri cate flirtations with married women. They were too bigh-souled for that. Brilliant, gracious gentlemen, as I have said. With them and their sister I learned what fine society meant. I be came conversant with the best thoughts, the best books with art and all splen did accomplishments. Standing before my mirror I thought over all this, and thought myself fit only for suoh a type of men as they revealed. I sighed. The next moment I heard Lie's gay voice saying good-night to Stuart Lang. There was a new tone in it. I went oat end leaned over the balusters. She was standing under the gas, move less and rapt in a dream but her face was sad, some deep pain WBB breaking its girlish smoothness. Was she in love, aad with Stuart Lang 7 Then 1 ran rapidly over my memory for favorable signs on his part. I felt sure that it Was a mutual attachment. Why that look of pain then 7 A little love-cloud, I reasoned. To-morrow or the next day I should have him claim ing audience of me. But to-morrow, and the next day, and the next, and the next—a month or more, and Stuart Lang claimed no audience of me. I was disappointed. There could never oome such another gallant fellow for Liz. My type for all that was noble and manly. Months passed, asked no questions, she told me nothing, but her check thinned, and the look of pain broke through when her face was still. One day I found her crying in her chamber. Then I swept reserve away. "Liz, dear, what is it between you and Stuart Lang 7 He loves you you love him." She turned and faced me. Never shall I forget her look. It was so deep and wise for so young a girl. "He loves me, aud I love him," was the reply, "bnt he will never ask me to marry him." "Why, what do you mean 7" "Kate, did you never find out that the ruling power through the Lang family is a passive kind of self-indnl genee. They have no will to conquer, totoako new conditions they accord ingly accept circumstanoe for fate, and NO. 6. it overcomes them. I am poor. Stuart Lang has nothing by himself living with bis family he lives elegantly. Do you think for a moment he would con sider it possible for bim to make bis own future 7 He hates business, be has no interest in professions, he is not a worker any way. He can never do any thing and he ia but twoaty three." Ceasing, a shadow of bitterness pass ed oyer ber face, and a laiut sigh flut tered forth from her lips. I was overwhelmed with the truth of what she said. At once I saw that this analyzation was as true for one as for another. Where, then, was my type of manhood that I was sure I had found in these brothers. Always had I cher ished the idea of a masculine character firm and enduring, and strong to con quer circumstances. This was. my speoial point, my most vivid expecta tion of a man's character The one quality I considered absolutely indis pensable to form a rounded nature. Without it, I could not believe in its strength. Incompleteness mastered aad overcame all else. After this confession of Liz's I made up my mind to go away from New York. Her pale face haunted me. My own disappointment, and that feeling ot desolation, of being adrift in our minds, cut off from all the old land marks ot belief, as it were, influenced me in this choice. We went back to Exbam for a while bat there, in a few weeks, tho Langs appeared npon the scene, and again resumed some thing of their wonted charm. Liz grew restless under it. Fever burned in her cheeks and in her eyes. (COMCLTJDSD KBXT WEEK.} FAKMKK8' ASSOCIATIONS. Thomas Wright calls the working men "our new masters," meaning, for the most part, mechanics and their helpers. It is folly to despise or dis parage the working-men in this limited sense, and no wise or good man can fail to wish them all substantial eman cipation and welfare. But the largest and most important class of workers are the farming class and their associates. The land is onr great heritage, and the true use of it is our most essential need. Our people ought to be trained for this more thoroughly, and there are signs all over the world of the awaken ing of the farming interest to its rights and its duties. The mechanics have made more mark upon publio opinion, perhaps, because they hang together more closely, and live in towns—and oities, where they readily combine with money and fellow-feeling, and have ac cess to the press and public agitation. The mechanics have done a great work for modern liberty, and their guilds have been for ages mighty powers in -the struggle against the old feudalism. Some of the associations formed by them still alarm the organs of despot ism, and the ultramontane papers speak with anxiety of the warfare of the trowel, against the cross, and some somber moralists share their solicitude. They that use the plow and the pruu ing-hook can not tend to any such warfare and so far as we have read the proceedings of the granges of husband ry that aro rising by thousands among our farmers, they promise well for the future of the tillers of the ground and for the nation at large. It is well for them to guard themselves against the grasping policy ot the middle men, who come between them and the mar kets, and take more than their share of the farmer's profits, and exact more than their due for the manufacturer's products. It is well that they seek to take their crops more readily and cheaply to the market, or to bring the market nearer to their crops. What, perhaps, is the most remarkable feature in their present movement is their eagerness for more fellowship, more connection with each other and the press, and all the helps and incentives of society, art and literature. It is a great thing for those who own and till the soil to bring true soul to their work, and even in the symbols and costumes of their associations to show their re spect for themselves and for their calling. It is well that women as well as men join in this movement, and out of all this ceremonial of the crook and pruning-book, the sash and pouch, some substantial grain for agriculture in ideal dignity and social refinement will be won. Who knows how much the Ceres, Flora, and Pomona of the grange may do to give woman a style of dress that is eood for something be sides mere show, and whicb may join use with beauty in the futnre of the sex 7 The farm surely haa all tho ele ments of the beautiful if they are only sought out, and orchards, groves, lawns, flowers, brooks, rocks, hills, and lakes, offer oharms that need only good taste and social sympathy to exalt them in to agenoies of culture and festivals ot joy. How wise it is to give the farm ers the dressing of the ohuroh once a year, as is sometimes done, and what harvest-homes our America wonld show next November if every farming vil lage would do its best to adorn its temple with the fruits that crown the year I But this is a great matter, and we have only a passing word for it now. —Harper's Magazine for August. —A young man from the country slapped a big copper cent nnder the nose of tho stamp clerk at the Troy post-offico the other day, saying —"I guess I'll take one of them 'eer pastor eal cards, Mister 1" MISTAKE. Mr. CoblelgU's Sunday Morning Exer cise—Caught Out on a From the Danbury News. Mr. Cobleigh, of Nelson, bought three hens on Saturday night, and put them under a box until he could buiW a coop. Sunday morning ho saw one of them in the street, and bestowing a brief curse on the somebody who had overturned tho box and jeopardized his property, he started out alter it, to drive it back into the yard. It took fifteen minutes to convince bim that the ben could not be driven into the yard, and then he attempted to catch it. Three times he rose up with his hands iull of feathers, and his cbia full of sand, but still (be hen eluded him. Ooce he got it cornered, and thought sure be had it, but it flew straight up over his head, and flapped its wings in his face, and filled his eyes with dust. Oh, how mad Mr. Cobleigh was It was Sunday morn ing. The bells were ringing, people were going to church, and there ha was in thfe street, with no coat or hafc .on, aud with nothing but slippers oa bis i'eefc, and every once in a while one of them would come off acdflythrough the air, and hjs naked foot would coin in contact with the cruel gravel, be fore he could stop himself. Then he would have to bop back on one foot af ter that slipper, while tho hen stood on the walk irad elocuted, and the little Sunday school children stopped and laughed, and their parents reproved them and laughed, too. Finally the hen got away from him and started down street at a wonderful speed for a hen, and he started after her, his face redder than ever, and every time he cleared a rod he would stop and hop back two after one of those slippers. When he reached the corner of Essex street, he jumped out ef both slippers at once, but instead of stopping to go back he picked up a stick of wood, and kept on. Then as the hen dodged in to a gateway he hurled the stick, and broke the leg of a strange dog, who added its piercing "ki-yi" to the enter tainment. But Cobleigh didn't stop. He tore into the yard after his property in his bare feet, and chased the hen in to a woodpile tnd caught it, just as the owner of the premises came out and wanted to know what Cobleigh was going to do with his hen, and what he meant, anyway, by getting drunk and kicking up such a hullabaloo in a peaceful neighborhood. Cobleigh first thought he would knock the man down with an axe, and what he could not eat of him bury under a barn, but the new comer succeeded in proving to Cobleigh that the hen was his, and then the miserable man burst into tears and limped back home, where he found his three hens under the box. MRS. CAUDLE SILENCED. The Brantford (Canada) Courier tells of a gentleman of that town who recently tried an experiment which he says has completely cured his wife of jealousy. Be says he was subjectto a nightly curtain lecture from his bette half, at a time when be wished to be wrapped in the arms of Morpheus, for returning an affection for an old lady friend. He bore it for several nights with a Christian-like resignation, but he at last devised a plan for putting an end to it. He procured apiece of wood formed in the shape of a human beins:, and dressed it in some of his wife's wardrobe, and then placed itin the gar den, sitting in an arm chair. To this garden image he knelt down and pour ed forth impassioned addresses. The servant girl was standing at the kitch en-door at this time, and overheard these appeals. She immediately noti fied her mistress of the fact. Present ly both of them emerged from the kitchen, armed with broomsticks, and made an attack upon the "dummy woman," while the husband who had retired in good order, sat at the back enjoying the scene. After knocking the inagc down, they pounced upon and tore the clothing in rags. They soon discovered the cheat, and rushed into the house terribly mortified. Tho husband followed them and said exas perating things. Whenever she shows any disposition to be jealous he has on ly to mention the little scene in the garden, and she changes the topic. The servant has since been induced to go to the States, where the "wages are high." WSJ 1 OP AGASSIZ. The Christian Union (H. W. Beecher,) speaking of the speech of Professor Agassiz, at the opening of the AndersoB School of Natural Histo ry, says After a few opening words, felicitously suited to put all their minds into fellowship, Agassiz said, tenderly, and with touching frankness: "I think we have need of help. I do not feel that I can call on any one here to ask a blessing for us. I know 1 would not bave any body pray for us at this moment. I ask you for a moment to pray for yourselves." Upon this tho great scientist—in an age in which so many other great scientists have con cluded that praying is quite an un scientific and entirely useless proceed ing—bowed his head reverently his pupils and friends did the same and there, in a silence that was very solemn and very beautiful, each spirit was free to crave of the Great Spirit the bless ing that was needed. For our part, it seems to us that this scene of Agassiz and his pupils with heads bowed in si lent prayer for the blessing of the God ot Nature to be given to that school' then opened for the study of nature, is a spectacle for some great artist to spread out worthily upon canvass, and to be kept alivo in the memories of mankind. —Two Peoria boys filled their fond father's pipe with gunpowder, and just after the display of fire-works the old gentleman called up his class in danc ing and kept time with the baiter strap.