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The Poet's Grave.
BT THE LATE BA.TUU) TAYLOR. The following poem was written by the lamented poet when a meie stripling and published in a little volume with his popular poem entitled "Ximena:'' 'Twas in a sunny forest-nook, With flowers and moss o'ergrown Where nought was heard save the bee's low hum" Or wild wind's liquid tone They laid the gentle bard to 1 est When life's wild dream was o'er, When the lyre he woke with magic po^ver Gave forth its notes no more. They laid him there when sunset's beam Yet lingered on the hill, But the heart that leaped at that blight hour In death's long sleep was still Sadly they heaped the mossy mould Above his fu young form, And wept that soon the grave should hide The heait fice and irm. The elm's long boughs dioop o'er the tuif Like mourners weeping by, And there, in spun?, the MOlct fu&t Looks up with mild blue eje And when tht forests in the garb Of summer, proudly wa\e, A thousand low, sweet melodies Float mouinfuliound his gi.v\c. A holy calm breathes o'er the spot, The trees daik shadows lling, Save wheu through twining bough*, quick gleams The wild bird's flashing wing, Theie, when the sunset's glow decays Bright forms *ith sunny hail, Glide slowly through the forest aisles, Then fade in twihgnt air. A TALE\)F THE OLDEN TIME. In the summer ot 1737, when we were lighting against the encroachments f France on the northern and western boi *ders, there lay among the picturesque hills of Koithern Virginia a large plant i tion. The family mnnsion stood OH ele vated ground, with sloping lawns and broad jriazzas, shaded by an abundant growth of ivy and tall poplais. The owner of this beautiful astute wa? an eccentric old planter, whose chief pride lay in the immutability of his word A law of the Medes and Persians could soonei have been broken than his commando changed and under his ar arbitrary lttlc he had brought up a daughterhis orly child She was just seventeen, and was possessed of a beauty so rare and unconscious that, added to her prospective wealth, it caused her frame to spread tar and wide. About this time the atrocities of the Indians giew so danng and terrifying that the plintei determined on getting a son-in-law possessing strength and cour age, even at the sacntice ef his da'ightei's happiness but he rnatuitd his plans be fore he revealed them. One afternoon, la+e in Aagust, the planter's daughter stood on the western piazza, leaning against a pillar coyered with climbing ro-es. She was dejected ly gazing into the goldjn, naZ clouds that lay piled in the distant west, and nervously pu'ling apait the roses, until the flooi at her fert was covered with petals. "Oh, dear,''s'ie exclaimed at last, "I wonder if anything can be done!" "About wheat, honey's" asked a moth erly-looking coTored woman, looking up from her knitting through a pair of large brass spectiales. "Haven't you heard, mammy, of fath er's last whim?" sighed the girl. "We are to have a jumping match on the east lawn in tsvo weeks. All the young men of the village are invited to take part, and I am to mairy the one who jumps the farthest." "Lord o' massy, chile! de butcher's son might jump de furdest!" "Oh, no theie is little dangei of that. I fear others more "I reckon, dirlin', dem savages is de cause of all dis here trouble," said the woman thoughfully. "Mas^a is awful ly 'fraid dey'll come up here and butcher us wilout judge or jury, an' he's gettin' ole, honey, and eds a son dat can fite an' larn the boys to fite, too." A quick step on the gravel walk made the young girl turn. "Oh, here is Tom at last 1" she exclaimed, as, with beaming face and heightened color, she sprung lightly down the steps to meet a fine looking young military ofheer. "I am so glad to see you," she said, extending both hands. "And so old Tim actually found you?" "Yes," he replied, taking her hands, and then lifting her tell-tale face to find a confirmation of her words in the inno cent depths of her dark eyes. "Tim found me, and here I am, Netti but I have only ten or fifteen minutes to stay. Let us walk in that path yonder, where we can talk undisturbedly:" and he drew her hand through his arm. "Tour note tells me of this jack-a-napes whim of your father's, and the consequent son in-law business. I' fairly makes my blood boil to think he ivould subject \ou to such a tiial." But YOU can jump frather than any one else, Tom and you won't have to go to Carlisle, will you?" "No, thank fortune, not for some time. We are at Foit Cumberland now, but in a few days will be nearer this plantation. Col. Stanwix sent me down with a party of men to help dose these Indians with gunpowder. They have committed such fearful ravages not very far off." "I wonuer where Col. Washington is? Why doesn't he stop these cruelties, if he is as brave as they say?" asked Nettie. "Because Gov. Dinwiddie is always in terfering with him. He has scarcely more than enough men at his own head quarters in Winchester to protect Fort London alone. As to his bravery, it can't be questioned. He received four bullets through his coat at the battle of the Mon ongahela, two years ago, and had two horses killed under him, and he was just recovering from a fever, too. But, Nettie, we can talk of this some other time. Now to business: On the day of the match, if" 'Oh, don't say it, Tom," interrupted Nettie, hiding her face on his arm. "You know father is inexorable, and if you fail!" "Fail or not fail, you belong to me, darling," exclaimed the young man, em phatically, "and nothing shall separate us. Wear the ring as a pledge, and, if the worst is realized, you and I must be among ths missing immediately after the festivities. Will you do just as I tell you. Nettie?" "Yes, Tom," she replied, in a low tone. "Thenwecen make arrangements for a failure when we meet, for I can't think it possible that I can fall." He spoke hurriedly, for there was not a moment to spare. ".Duty is imperative," he contin ued, with a smile, "and I have scarcely time to reach my post, so good-bye, Net tie, for two weeks." The appointed day dawned bright and clear. Promptly the young men assem bled, each eager to win so much beauty and wealth. The gentry and farmers al so came to witness the unusual spectacle. The old planter, with his friends, took places on the judges' platform, while Nettie, at her father's command, stood at a little distance, under a group of trees, with her old nurse and a few young friends. The contest began, and had nearly closed, when a horseman galloped up the road, and seeing the crowd, fast ened his horse, and walked over the lawn to inquire what was going on. He was about twenty-five, very tall, and with a military bearing remarkable in one so young. Such dignity of de portment would seem, in these days, in consistent with such a pastime as jump ing, but then it was a common amuse ment, like our base-ball. He stepped up to Tom, and asked: "Can any one take part? I should like very much to try my skill." "Certainly I believe the old planter's whim included the world at large," said Tom, curtly, as he moved oft to take his turn. The soldier stood neat black Tim, who had been watching the contest with much inteiest, but who now lurued his atten tion to the long limbs of the stranger with a good deal of concern expressed on his old black features "I say, niassa," and Tim's eyes rolled round in his anxie ty in a way quite fearful to behold, dis -.t..^ 0 yer youf, what you was talkin' to, is Ms sa Tom, an' de is 'gage alieady young missus and him. She likes him wonderful, but p'raps you donno dat our Miss Nettie is de prze, what de old man put up foe de biggest jumper. I's awful 'fraid you'll jump de fardest wed dem lona legs. No ditpect meant, nsassa." The reply to Tim's discourse was lost in a shout from tne crowd, for the peo ple's favoriteyoung Capt. Tom Leeard ^had outstripped all ot his competitors. But, to the surprise of maay, this mili tary stranger claimed a turn, and the old chroniclertradition bears a fabulous record of his success acress this chasm of 20 years. A moment of silent astonishment suc eeedtd, and then a^cse a few shouts of admiration, a feeliag all would have shared but for their sympathy with An nette. Trembling like a leaf, she leanod sadly on Tom's arm, while he whisperrd hurried directions for their flight, and was leading her reluctant steps towards the ivy-covered tower, that had been ar ranged near the platform tor her and her successful knight. The old planter, stepping from his slight elevation, and, putting his daugh ter's hand in that of the victor, said: "You have won the prize, sir, and, as my oid is never broken" "Excuse me, ir," broke in the soldier, holding the hand of the blushing girl, but you must allow me to interrupt you one moment. I took part in this contest for the simple picas are of trying my powers with otheis, and not as a rival. I confess this solitaire jewel is a raie prize, wonderfully rare, for a fathei's heait to suirender to such an occasion, and, much as I might legret it under other circumstances, my engagements ren-. ev it impossible for me to accept the honoi you seem willing to confer. I, thetefore, lelinquish my right in favor of him who came next me in the list," and turning, hs placed the hand he held in that of the smprised and happy Tom adding, in a lower tone, "besides, the hand and heait should never be divorced.' "Look here, young officer," abruptly mteiruptedthe planter, "I should be glad to know your name and have you remain with us." "Thank you, sir," was the leply, "but I have already lingered here too long. We are mak'ng military preparations to stop these Indian depredations, and you can judge it is no time for an officer to be long absent fiom his post. I am sorry to be forced to bid you so hunied a fare- well." He shook hands with the young couple and congratulated them urjon the happy termination ol the contest, and, waving an adie to the rest, mounted his horse and was soon out of sight. The old planter did nGt long survive, and never saw his young visitor again. Tom and Nettie married and settled down in the old homestead, which wealth and happiness turned into a paradise. The French war was soon closed, but a greater one began when the colonies threw off the yoke of England. From this struggle rose the fame of George Washington, commander-in-chief of the American armies, until it not only filled all Europe, but rose higher still to be "first in the hearts cf his countrymen." After liberty was gained for 3,000,000 people, Washington sought the retire ment of home. On Christmas eve, 1783, he once more reached Mount Vernon, after an absence of eight years and a half, during which time he had stopped there only twiceon his way to Yorktown and back. The September following his return he began an equestrian tour beyond the Al leghanies, where he held some property, and, going near the plantation wheie twenty six years before he had partici pated in a jumping-match, he called. Two young girls were sitting en the piazza, and rose to meet liim as he ascend ed the steps. "Do Captain and Mrs. Lenard still reside here?" here he asked. "Yes, sir," answeied the younger. "I will call mama while the elder point ing to an easy chair of willow, said, "Won't you take a seat, sir it is cooler out here than inside," blushing all the while under hi3 scrutinizing gaze just as her mother had done years Before. "Is your name Nettie?" he asked. "Yes, sir." "Named for your mother, I suppose?" The astonished girl had no time to reply, for the Tom and Nettie of olden time ap peared through the arched doorway and the stranger rose to greet them. "Will you take in an old friend and wayfarer to dine with you to-day? It is pleasanter being with friends than at an inn." "With pleasure," they replied, in the old Southern style of true hospitality. He noticed, however, their look of perplex ity, and said "I will not tax your mem ory tooj tar, for twenty-six years bring heavy changes, still you can't forget our last meeting. Do you remember a young colonel, captain, whose presump tion enabled him to outstrip you in a jumping match years ago, and who yield ed his right to the prize you so much coveted?" "Indeed I do," exclaimed Capt. Len ard, springing up and grasping hi3 hand once more. "1 knew I had seen you somewhere, general"a name Tom had unwittingly given him from the first "but I could not recall the occasion. We are indeed glad to see you, and give you a warm welcome to our table." They sat on the piazza after dinner, the same old western piazza, with its climbing roses, where Nettie stood in her youthful grief just twenty-six years before. And here, shaded by the same old ivies and poplars, they talked of the changes the years had wrought, particu larly for our country. Gen. Washington enjoyed his visit exceedingly. They all addressed him as "General," but their free and unconstrained remarks relating to the late war, and their intense admira tion tor the great leader of the American armies were evidence enough that he was unknown. When he rose to take leave, and was giving each a warm pressure of the hand WRS talkin' to, is Mas dey is 'gaged alieadyde in farewell, Capt. Lenard said, "general, I gave you this name because it seemed to suit you, not that I thought you were one then, and it is the only name we have known you by. Were you aware you had never enlightened us?" Washington smiled. "I supposed from several remarks made to day that I was unknown, and I have' enjoyed our fr $ot The Goose For Her Set. I was tiding with Charles Dickens one day when he suddenly woke the echoes with one of his bursts of laughter. On my asking, with a smile of anticipation, what the joke was, he took from his pocket a letter just received from Harriet Martmeaw, who was staying at Tyne mouth foi her health, and who had noted the following incident of life in lodg ings: In the same house a the authoress was sojourning a good-natured woman, com fortable in person and in circumstances, and not a little vulgar and on the floor above a lady of delicate health, of straightened income, but of distinguished connections, as she proclaimed to the Tynemouth world. As Mis. A. below was string down one day all alone to her midday dinner of roast goose, it seemed to the good soul that even her enjoyment of so excellent a bird wowId be increased bj participation with the solitary, sickly, and ill-fed Mrs. B. above she therefore cut some delicate slices Irom the breast and sent them up between two hot plates, accompanad by sage and onions and gj a vy and her compliments, by the hands ot Betty the maid. There was an omin ous, an awful pause oi some duration, and then Betty came down again, paler, with the luncheon untouched between the two hot plates, and on top of them a note which was to this effect, verbatim "Mrs. B. will thank Mrs. A. to dissemi nate her goose in her own sphere." London World. Too Old a Bird. A couple of chaps, whose yeais will be few in the land it they do not reform, en teied a Gratiot Avenue sal .on five or six day? ago, and one of them explained to the piopiietor: this fellow and me have got a bet. I bet him ten dollais that Grant will be the next President, and he takes me. Here's the moneywe want you to keep it untl the bet is decided in 1880." "I will do zo," was the calm reply, as the money was raked in. Tne strangers departed, each vigorous ly asserting that he wasn't afraid to trust the saloonist, and they were not seen again until yesteiday forenoon. They then appeared to remark: "We have been talking the thing over, and have concluded to withdraw that bet. ft has been some tiouble to you, and it you hand over nine dollars, we'll call it square." "I am no such mon as dot," replied the saloonist, as he opened the till "I make no charge here ish der cash." He threw them out the two fives they had left, a sly twinkle in his eye, and as they slid out, he called after them: "Shentlemen, ^hen you mases any moar pets blease call aroundt!" But they won't. The two bills were base counterfeits, and they didn't get mixed up with his honest cash.Detioit Free Press. Giving the Boy a Start. A lonesome-looking boy was yesterday hanging around a wood-yard in the nortnern part of the city, when the owner of the yard, having both charity and philanthropy for boys with tears in theii eyes, asked the lad why he didn't peddle apples or do something to earn a few shillings. The boy replied that he had no capital, md the wood-yard man took out a nickle, and said: "Now, my noy, I'm going to start you life. Take this nickel and go and make a purchase of something or other. I'll buy it of you for ten cents, no matter what it is. Come, now, let's set what soit of a business head you have on you." The boy took the nickel and went off, but in ten minutes was back with a gal lon jug which he had purchased with the nickel. "Well, you are a keener," replied the man. "I never saw one of those sold less than fifteen cents to any one. I want such a jug, and here's its fair price. Go now and lay out your fifteen cents in ap ples and I'll buy half your stock." The boy did not return. Perhaps he fell into a sewer somewhere but* you can't make the wood-yard man believe so. When he lifted the jug from under the table where the boy had carefully placed it, he found a hole in the bottom laige enough to let in a black and tan temer.Detroit Free Piess. While traveling in a Hudson river county, Lorenzo Dow stopped at a coun try tavern kept DV a man named Bush. The next morning the celebrated Eras tus Root, who lived near, called tor his morning dram and was introduced to the celebrated preacher. He said to Dow: "Well, sir) I am galdto see you, and I want you to tell me about the future world you speak of. Describe its appear ance, and the face of the country in gen- eral." Mr. Dow, knowing their disbelief in revealed religon, said: "Heaven is a beautiful place, beyond our capacity to conceive, and there is not a Root or Bush a it." They asked n further questions. A young man sends us a long essay on "The True Aim of Journalism." We haven't read the article, but suppose the author, like every one else, prefers the Smith & Wesson, navy size, No. 44 calib er, to any other pistol. In this locality, especially, is the aim of the journalist of the greatest importance, and the man whose hands shakes and who can't hit an outraged community's third vest button three times out of five has no busmess trying to run a paper in California.San Francisco News-Letter. Jacob's-ladder or trailing vines should be hung from the arch or ceiling. A few bright colored Chinese lanterns hung among the baskets produce a picturesque contrast. Then in the center put a large plaster cast of some of the beautiful Greek headsa Madonna or a Flora, Hebe, or Diena. The crownless flower bonnets for even ing and reception wear have been sup planted by crownless bonnets made of short curled ostrich-tips, closely laid, and effectually covering the head-piece. The coasts" 4 8 baying this, he presented seas ^uOttSfo Ago. sunles ve Wlong f?iS"^tfc&ttnjterellife'8theMasyodearnight Th* stead breeze A y^*b1e 1 ntgi faded out sight for Yet a *f* At possible." 3 GKORGK WASHINGTON, __ Mount Vernon. .Not a word wa po ken, an^ in the silence of amazements their world-famed guest departed. A the "ship glides onward, fairdgreen leas, Woo cfowned uplands bathe in mystic au light, 4 social intercourse too march to enli',^ ct you. Will you excuse what has gt^me 3 like a breach in politeness? Aa( rectify the error now as far Show on an island, set in the moonbeams white, Or blush of sunrise. Glad, we steer for these The mirage pales, the mists close thick again, We seethe great gray waves, and nothing more And listen, with a yearning, useless pain, To hear the soft waves whisper on the shore Shore of the happy land we used to know, Ke'er tiodden twice in life, the Long Ago. Ml the Year /Sound. FAIR AGNES. The Chambermaid of Marblehead Who Became a "Lady." Sir Chailes Henry Fiankland, son of a former Governor of Bengal, and descend ed noni a family of England tracing a lineage back to the Norman conquest, had visited America long previous to the* war of the Revolution, and was holding the office of collector of his Majesty's customs Boston under thp royal gov ernment of Missachussetts. "Unhappily, the gay manners and licentious princi ples of the young knight were better ac commodated to the profligate circle-* of the Old World courts in which he moved than to the severe morality of Puiitan New England society. One some occasion, in pursuit eithei of busness or pleasure, it would appear that this nobleman chanced to visit the vil lage of Marblehead (some sixteen tradi tions say Glouster), where, at the village inn, he found a damsel of -'sweet six- teen." without shoes or stockings, and engaged in the very unromantic employ ment oi scrubbing the staircase. Attrac ted, however, by her appearance, for, notwithstanding her deshabille, she was yet evidently possesed of an unusally comely face and form, the gallaat youth went up and then came down again, un til at length he had quite fallen in love with the young baiefooted beauty. Meanwhile the giace of her attendance upon the tea-table materially aided a conquest which, when our hero ascer tained that to the cbaims of personal lovelinesss were united withal a lively wit and a strong though uncultivated mind, became complete. The "noble" adventurer improved his eaihest opportunity to make known to tiie fair maid his feelings toward her. He rlid not feel at libeity at present, in view ot the immense social ai&paut between t'-em, to offer her his hand in "marriage. But, if she was disposed, she should be come his comnamon for life. On their letuiu to Bos'.-jix she shoald at once be put in the way of acqtiiiing all the ac cunphshmento the way of education A Inch the be^t mstructoi- at the time could bestow. This achieved, she should be installed the permanent an^ sole mis tress of his mansion, as she was already the undisputed mistiess of his heart. Bewildeied by this sudden and most un expected stioke of seeming good fortune, the rustic and penniless beauty yielded to the aident and persuasive protestations of her "noble" and consented forthwith to return with him to Boston. The vigorous tone of moral sentiment existing from the earliest diy here in New England, it need hardly be said, was grossly outraged and scandalizad by such a connection as this, all unblessed as it was by any pretence of matrimonial rites and especially by one so conspicuously paraded befoie the eyes of all as was this ot Sir Chailes Henry Frankland's high social position and commanding influence. Such behavior might possibly be allowed in the lax and' profligate circles of the Old World But Nesv England society would admit of nothing of the kind, even though the offender was possessed of un told wealth, was a royal official and an English nobleman. So it happened that, while the com panion of Sir Henry was surrounded by all graces and luxuries and accomplish ments, she was yet insulated amid a vir tuous community. The knight himself was made to feel keenly the disgrace he was bringing upon himself and his house. At length, driven by the stern reproba tion oi an uncorrupted public opinion to seek a retreat beyond its censure for himself and his frail and comparatively unoffending associate, he purchased a wide domain in Hopkinton, and erected within its bounds one of the most splen did mansions of the country. Tne ap pioach to it was thr.mgh noble avenues, hewn out of the deep primeval forest, and overshadowed by the most ancient of trees. And theie in that quiet, yet palatial retreat, Sir Henry was wont, it was said, to beguile his otherwise tedious days by maintaining, on a mimic scale, the customs of his baronial ancesters, and piacticing many of the usages of feudal times while his magnificent stud of horses and pack of hounds, with feast and festival, combined to invite many a gay and unscrupulous guest from "the haunts of the metropolis to the solitude ot This interior town. But not always was Sir Henry Frank land to pursue this aimless, profligate career, or to withhold from his associate in sin the dower of wifehood which wa3 her due. An event is at hand which is effectually to sober him, and, by impress ing permanently upon his mind a sense of the unstabihty of human affairs, to direct his thoughts to higher things, and having been appointed Consul-General to Portugal, it so happened that he was re siding at Lisbon at the time of the great earthquake, November 1, 1755. Saved, as it were, by a miracle irom *hat most appalling and almost unprecedented ruin, the hitherto gay Lothario suddenly "came to himsell"was so profoundly affected by his narrow escape from instant death that, immediately upon his deliverance, he made haste to do justice to his long suffering companion oy espousing her in due form, and so making her at last his lawful wife. The two subsequently returned to America, and every year thereafter, as long as he lived, on the anniversary of his memorable deliverance, Sir Henry was accustomed to retire to a certain room in his house in Hopkinton, and there having secluded himself from every visitor, keep solemn fast. In the apartment about him, it is said, were hung up, torn, soiled, and covered with lime and dust that he had gathered on them at the time of the disaster, the identical garments worn by him amid the ruins and debris of that doomed city. Having, many years after the events just recorded, revisited England on busi ness, Sir Henry died suddenly at Bath, Januiry 11th, 1768. Lady Franiriand con tinued to reside at Hopkinton until the breaking out of hostilities in connection with the American Revolution. Though a Marblehead girl herself, yet, as the wite of an English nobleman, she not unnatur ally so incurred the suspicions of the stur dy patriots that her situation early became an extremely embarrassing, not to say a dangerousgone. Removal to Boston be ing obstructed, she sought the protection .j^ffifci^ L.I urn mi nil Minn western?? ^:^^^imw^wB$m^^^^Mmfd kp of the provincial Congress of Massachu setts, and received permission of one of the committees to proceed with her ef fects to the town. Notwithstanding this sanction of high authority, excitement yet among the inhabitants of the neigh borhood ran so higharmed parties even assuming to arrest her journey, and to de tain her person and effects-that it was not until the power of the provincial congress actually interposed to liberate the same from captivity that she succeed ed in effecting her escape. After many delays, and after having been subjected to a multitude of need less anoyances, Lady Frankland finally sailed for Eaglandbidding a lasting adieu to her native land and her forest home at Hopkinton. Tradition says that she was afterward married to a Major Drew, ot the royal army and that she finally died suddenly in the very act of dressing for a ball. While adjusting her hair before a mirror, she was siezed with uioital sickness, and fell and in a few moments, and with the gay attire ot the ball-room, as it weie, for her winding sheet, expired. Thus ended the romantic career of fan Agnesthe chambermaid ot Marble head. Some brief letters, it is said, of Lady Fiankland are still preserved in the ar chives of the provincial Congress, remark able for the beauty and grace of then chnography, though betiaying, in occa sional enois of spelling, the defects cf her early education. For many a generation the old Frank land mansion at Hopkinton was still standing. Reduced from its primitive aristocratic proportions to those of Re publican simplicity, it yet long letained, in its find old hall, as also in its rich ta pestry hangings, significant mementos of its original and superlative magnificence. Springfield Republican. NEARLY BURIED ALIVE. The scene was in Italy the facts were related to me by the daughter of two ot the parties concerned, and 1 shall tell the tale as nearly as possible as she told it to me. "You will scarcely wonder," &he said, at my honor of being buried alive, when I tell you that a peouhar fate seeme to pursue our family, or at least did pursue it in the last generation. My father was an only son, and having been born sevei al years aftei his parents1 marriage, WR*. an object of especial devotion. mother was unable" to nu"3e him herstll and a country woman was procured fiopi a village at some distance fiom the ch i teau wheie his paientb resiatd, whovuis not only well calculated to rephc 1 t'K mother as a nurse, but WAS of so affec tionate a disposition that she seemed to throw her whole soul into her caie foi the well-being of the ctuld and lavished as much affection on him as did the re^l mother. When the age came for wean ing him, it was found impossible to ac complish it while the nurse remained with him and so, after many terrnble scenes and the most heart-breaking sor row on her part, she had to go. The boy thiove very well until he was rbout three years old, when he was attacked by some childish malady and to all appear ances died. "It is unnecessary to dwell on the dis tracted grief of the parents. The mother could scarcely be induced to leave the body, and even though all life was ex tinct, grudged evtry moment as it flew toward the time when even what was left of her darling woulel have to be removed forever. (The time that was allowed by the Government for bodies to remain un burled was three days.) The father had given strict orders that the child's nurse should not be informed of the death of her foster son until after the funeral, as he felt convinced she would at once come to see him, and he dreaded the ef fect the sight of her grief might have on his already broken-hearted wife. How ever, 'the order was ill kept, and on the morning of the funeral, after all the guests had arrived, and were grouped around the coffin taking their last farewell of the lovely boy, in rushed the nurse, her bair down, her dress all torn and travel-stained, her boots nearly worn off her feet. On hearing the news, she had started off without waiting for extra clothing, without word*or look to any one, and had run the whole night, in order to be in time to see her boy. As she en tered the room she pushed past serv ants and guests, and on reaching the coffin seized the child, and before any one was aware of her intention, or had presence of mind to prevent her, she had vanished with him in her arms. It was found she had cariied him off to the grenier, or garret, and had locked and barricaded the door. She paid no atten tion to threats of entreaties, and all at tempts at torcing the door were equally fruitless. The guests waited patiently, hoping that she would before long return to hei senses and bring back the child's body for burial. "At the end of an hour or more they heard the heavy furniture rolled away and the door opened. The nurse appeared, but with n dead child in her arms -the little thing's arms were clasped lovingly round her neck as she pressed him to hei bosom. Tne murnful assemblage was turned into one of joyful congratulation. The woman would never speak of tht means she used to restore the boy to life indeed, although she became from that hour a resident in the family and a trusted and valued friend, she steadily forbore ever referring to the incident in which she played so important a part. She lived to see the rescued child married and with a family of his own around him. "The heroine of the second anecdote was a first cousin of the above 'rescued child'a young lady of thirteen or four teen years old. After a somewhat pro tracted illness, she, to all appearance, died. The mother literally refused to be lieve it, although the doctors and the other inmates of the house saw no reason to doubt the fact. The funeral was ar ranged, the grave made, and the specified three days had come to an end. The mother had never left her daughter's body she had tried every available means to restore her, but to no avail. As the hour approached for the ceremony to take place, she became more and more desperate in her efforts to convince herself that life still lingered. As a last resource, she went for some strong elixir, and taking out of hei pocket a fruit knife with two bladesone blade of gold the other of silverproceeded by contin ual working to force the gold blade be tween the teeth. When inserted, she poured a drop of elixir on the blade, then another and another, and tried to make it enter the mouth, but it seemed only to trickle back again and down the chin. Still she persevered, becoming more desperate as the moments flew on to the hour, now so near, when her child was to be taken from her. At the very last, when she was beginning to dread the very worst, she thought she detected a slight spasm in the throat: and on closer examination she became aware *rrmnxR/je.w: that the liquid was no longer returning, as it did at first. She continued the ap plication, every moment feeling more excited and more joyfully hopeful. Pres ently the action of swallowing became more decided she felt a feeble flutter at the heart, and before long the eyes grad ually opened, and closed again but the breathing became quietly regular, and the mother was satisfied that now no one would dispute the fact so she called her housrhold around her, and proved to thtm the joyful fact that her child was restored to her, and that no funeial pro cession would leave the house that day. Befoie long the child fully recovered. The fruit knife with its two blades is to this day the most precious heirloom in the family possession. "The recovered one lived to form a deep attachment to her cousin (the res cued boy of the first story), possibly from the fact of the strange similarity in their early history: but his affections were al ready engaged by the young lady whose story we are now going to relate, the facts of which resemble somewhat those al ready told. This young person was no longer a child when death seemed to claim her, but had reached the age of eighteen or nineteen. She had been suf fering from an inlectious and dangerous 'ever, and when the crisis arrived, instead of rallying, she, to all appearance, died. It was the custom of the district in which she lived, to dress marriageable girls as orides after death, and to bury them in their bridal costume. The young lady in question was therefore laid out as a bnde, in a white dress, orange-flower wreath and veil. The day before the funeral, the most intimate friend of the deceased, who had been on a visit at a aistance, came home, and insisted with floods of tears that she should be allowed to see her. The mother most decidedly refused, explaining that her daughti had been the victim of an infectious fever, and that she could not allow the daughter of a fiiend to run the risk of catching i+. Tne young ladv persisted, and would not leave "the house but the mother, much as it pained her, was firm in her refusal. However, in the evening the young friend being on the watch, saw the paid watcher leave the room to go down to supper, leaving the door unlocked. Sue immediately entered, tnd having reverently kissed her friend's pale face,,knelt down by the side of the bed to pray. There were candles at each side ot the bed at its head, and two placed on a table at its foot. The poor girl was deep in her prayers, when suddenly, without any movement or warning, the dead girl sat up and said in a sharp tone of voice lQve fnibtu laV (Wnat ue you doing there') Startled and honifkd to the last degree, her tnend -.prang to her knees, and in trying to r-tsh out of the room upset the table on which the candles were placed and be came wedged between it and the bed, her head downmost! inexbicablv entangled, she shrieked loudly for helt The sup posed dead girl had a keen" sense of the ndiculous, and being weakened from ill ness, she went off into a hysterical fit of laughter and the more her poor fiiend kicked and screamed, the more she kept up the duet by peals of laughter. The mother and hausehold healing the noise, rushed up as quickly as possible. The mothei was the first to enter the room, and being a quick-witted woman, at once comprehended the situation she flew to her daughter and angrily ordering her to be quiet and not laugh at her friend's importune, she pressed her to her bosom, and hastily tearing off wreath and veil, dropped them on "the floor and kicked them under the bed: then calling assistance, she carried the girl into an other loom and put her to bed. The doctor, who had been at once seut for, ordered her to be taken home without delay, and they started as soon as was pessible. She perfectly recovered but strangely enough, could never call to mind the startling events of her return to life. She afterward married the gentle man who was the hero of the first story. Her poor friend, when extricated from her unpleasant position, was quite de lirious she nearly died, and she never entirely recovered from the shock her friend's sudden return to life had given her." On writing to the lady who related these anecdotes for permission to publish shesavs: "You are at liberty to make what use you like of our family story, on condition you dt. not mention names of the family or places but you may add, that all three who were so nearly buried alive lived to be very oldmy father to eighty-four, my mother and aunt to seventy-sixretaining their health, rare intelligence and, to a wonderful extent, their personal beauty to the last." CJiambefs Journal. A Knowing "Court." An anecdote is related of a court held in a village during the past year, which we regard as one of the richest in its lin ot any that has been recorded. The case on tiial was for the sale ot liquor. The principal witness was singularly obtuse, and, though confessing to having made a i purchase, could not foi the life of him tell what the article was The most m genius questioning would not bring it out. At last the attorney asked him, "How did it taste?" "I d'no I" Here "the couit" interposed, alleging that to be an improper question, and in quired of the attorney why he put such an interrogatory. "Well, your Honor," replied the attor ney, "I was unable to make the witness tell what kind of liquor he bought but I thought that if he would tell how it tast ed, the court would be able to determine for itself!" The hit was too palatable, and not even the solemnity of the place or the cause was sufficient te suppress the mirth of the audience. Club Gossip. Several years ago the New York Even ing Telegram, under orders of the elder James Gordon Bennett, employes a gen tleman to write "club gossip." This in ventive individual, finding that such in formation was difficult to obtain, borrow ed a club-list of the members which was several years old. Armed with this docu ment, it was his wont to put into the pa per paragraphs, bumerous and otherwise, about the club and its members. One fine day the tinkle of Mr. Bennett's little bell was heard, and the reporter was summoned into the august presence. "That was a very good joke you made about Mr. Grace," commenced the editor in-chief "a very remarkable joke in- deed." The complimented reporter bowed his blushing acknowledgement. "But," added Mr. Bennett, "Mr. Grace, to my certain knowledge has been dead ten years. You had better drop that de partment this is not a spiritualistic jour nal. That department was dropped, and the reporter with it. Femininities. Weddings are always fashionable* Slight of HandRefusing a marriage proposal. A Woman's RightA right to a hus band, if she can get one. Women dj not talk more than men they are listened to more, that's all. Let not your hearts be troubled pro vided diamonds are trumps. -N. T. Graphic. When a tramp demands a meal of an Arkansas woman she sticks a pistol in bis face and proposes to give it to him by the barrel. Now that a baby has been choked by the rubber tube of a nursing bottle, mothers will believe the primeval system of feeding offspring the best by a laige majority.Boston 1 ranscript. "Alice Oates celebrated her 27th birth day in San Francisco, and was made the recipient of numeious costly presents." Some editors put a 9 after the figures in the above item. How mean! A Pennsylvania girl waited a whole year before bringing suit for damages against a man who kissed her without warning, and the crushing verdict of one cent damages took IIPI breath away. The daik border formerly in vogue on finger-nails is not considered good taste when accompanied with diamonds, though a few conservative ladies still ad here to the old custom.Boston Tran script. The Princess of Wales, according to a correspondent, never flinches when the crowd stares at her, and always makes herself good to look at by exquisite taste in dress. She must feel lonesome in England. About this time the man who keeps a few valuable account books at home, is pleased, upon reference to them, to find them full of fern leaves and fl ittened cat erpillars and sdch, which the dear girls are pi easing. As everything indicates that we are going to have^one of the coidest winters ever known on the continent, Lydia Thompson went and bought another bracelet. She says she is goiDg te keep warm if she has to smother herself. A lady friend cf ours went into her kitchen one day and said to her bright eyed Iiish COOK, "Betsy, there is to be an eclipse of the moon to-night, which you can see if you look out afrer it rises." "Arrah, ma'am,'" cried Betsy, '-and is i the moon that ye say is to be ciipsed? Sure ycz don't have the moon "chpsed here, does ye^ It*s the SUL my counthry The editor of the Hackensack Republi can went to call ou his girl, when he saw on the front steps a sign "Beware of the pnnt.'' He went away sighino-. "I never before knew that she painted." New York Herald. When Miss Mary Anderson a at Hartford a young fellow who thought to cultivate her acquaintance sent her an invitation to dice with him after the por foirnance, to which the young actress replied she was not on a foraging tour. At a wedding rccentlv, when the offici ating priest put to the lady the question, "Wilt thou have this man to be thy wed ded husband?" she dropped the prettiest courtesy, and wilh a modesty which lent her beauty and additional grace replied, "if you please." A Cleveland lady writes thoagh the husband was never "unkind," he was oft en moody and morose until he heard Col. Ingersoll's lecture on "Libeity of Man, Woman, and Child." That was over a year ago, but sirce then he has been as devoted and tender as before the wed ding. "Good night, sweet art, good night," sang a level-headed youth at he slammed the front gate and paced off down the sheet. Then he look out his hankeichief to rub the rouge off the tip end of his nose, and wcndeied how much pearl powder costs a pound when |iurchased in large quantities. A matron dwelling on the banks of the Tee, England, under cross exemination as a witness at the Durham assizes, turned up her nose at the insinuation that her daughter was inclined to wed a widower. "Very likely indeed,' said she, with a toss ot ner "head, "that my daughter should marry a second-hand man!" When is a bdy's d"pss like an unfortu nate bull-fighter?When it is gored. And when is it like a partisan?When it is biased. And when is it like a toper? When it is fuli. And when is it like the sails of a ship?When it is trimmed. Yvhen is A like a season of the year? When it is lent. When is it no 'longer fit for use?After she has once worn it out. A gray hair was espied among the raven locks of a chaiming young lady. "Oh, pray, pull it out," she exclaimed. "If 1 pull it out ten more will come to the ftmerai," replied the one who had made the unfortunate discoveiy. "Pluck it out, nevertheless," said the dark-haired damsel "it's no consequence how many come to the funeral, provided they all come in black." A Sailor's Story. It was a weather-beaten sailor we over heard in a Clay Street restaurant, the other day, kindly giving a few reminis cences of travel to some lady friends he was treating to corned beef and cabbage. "Talking about lions," he went on to say, "they are the intelligence animal what is. A cur'us thing happened once when we were on the East Coast last cruise. One ot our officers went ont hunting deer, and the next morning his body was tound bit clean in two, but with his watch missing. Nobody understood it. Next day the quartermaster's body was found in the same condition, with his watch gone. Seemed as though a lion and pickpocket were kindly going snacks, as it were, only the lion didn't eat?nothiug. Next day two middies disappeared same result. None ot the sailors were hurthad no watches, you see. Of course the whole crew turned out for a grand hunt, and at last we killed a lion sixteen feet long. In his stomach we found all the watches, still running. Cold fact, I assure you. The ship's surgeon, who cut the breast open, said he wasn't in good healthhad a torpid liver. So we seed at once that the animal had killed all the officers just to swallow their watches sorter like pills, you know. The lion must a' thought that the wheels and things would kinder tickle him up in side. When we shot him he was lying with his eyes shut and mouth open, list ening to the works going inside of him. Sounded like a whole jewelry store. Fact, ma'am. Take some more cabbage."" There is a great fancy for bright effects in toilets for promen de wear. Velvet and satin are much worn in reception and dinner dresses.