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TABLK Oh' CVXTXIfTS. and low dowu in the east a wooing moon showed faintly through the heavy t motion as if to bold him back. A quick, M.S. Brine Bvard 1'aylo . . . Kate Putnam Otgootl First Paob. Steam Sunshine iMftrovifitatioM . . Iloliday --; -. The autrmvj jjtje . - A Woman', Krror .Serial) ..... Jfri. B. B. 1 A Yinonary Tale . A Commercial Empire Watting Until the Lant Moment '' $1 6u6,O0OJ)orJW.00O of Gold in the Oeeau : A Nolle Girl You Are a Brick Friday an Unlucky day To Keep the Boys at Uou.e i.ire JOT tywtitrm y A lice A'orman Melange Second Page. Editorial Paragraph, Writer, and Writing Within the State Correipondenee) Note, from A farCorrcpondence) Sew of the Week..,. Thibd Pask. Stranger? Guide Bueinetm ltirectory Local Xevm Market; Nome and Foreign.. v FOURTH Fase. Farm and Garden... Religion, New, Practical Hint, Picnic c.j. a. ..Compilation .... X. B. Batham '.Mr, j'. G. Conan't STEAM. blow the bellows, I forge the steel, -InfkllihAtahnnAnftr.de: lammerthe ore, and turn the wheel. W here my arms 01 sircnifiu re iuwiv. I manage the furnace, the mill, the mint, I earrv, I spin, I weave; And all my doings I put into print On every Saturday eve. I've no muscle to wearv, no breast Id decay. No bones to be laid on the shelf; And soon I intend vou may all go and play While I manage the world myself. But harness me down with your iron bands, Besureol'yourcurb aud rein; For I scorn the strength of your puny hands As the tempest scorns a chain. mist. The village windows were dark and grim, with never a stir or hint of life. Only In one of them all, and that not lu the. village, but a little to the right, was there a, light visible. ..She, .stood some moment 9 watching the lights moving about,. with a .vague knowledge of the cause. Then with a little jigli-she went into the house saying: "He will certainly come home now." She waited a little longer, her eye lids drooping in spite of lier anxiety; and then she thought she would fie down a moment, until he came. She had no thought of Bleeping O no; only the fire had gone down, and It was get ting clully, and rit9IaKfpedr-her atsawj VabrHit-her,'! Jalfl down.-. JSy- nd-byf siie tliaught br fatiier canie in and asked bet, Soothe pocket-book. she 'had aeeit .bio, niit, lii'tha tbaver.-,.&lie got U, and he stol th e4 acting ; ih.money?--tbere-w JsatHftjt dollars, glie remembered -with a white, stony look in his fjiee.i TJien he put It, all back, saying,- ."Yoww ill need it mot," and tutned. t.gi);Hit J51iepprhg,4ip in bed,.. jltinx,:'-'fahr, latherJeome back V Uy to iln-Utttf -aberlal been drmirignnd thaj-gibe. wVi-Bllpne -The light .Uirt4ilBd tba,wilow dawn., pBttAT JMgu ffer;aMresed ner ; - wnat -cohki tz -mean t sne-arew aside the curtains, and sat down, wait ing for it to grow light. A. heavy mist to. go, she reached out- her hand with a electric thrill now hot, now cold rau from his head to his feet, as he sat down wealc and trembling. - Was it some pre- s-ietice or tne flays to coiner Leslie. Wolcott saw a group of men on the shore and hastened towards theiu. As he went, the chapel bell rang out fdiarp and clear 011 the still air. It pose and fell, and floated out over the harbor bar, and was lost in the rising Bog. It came back again, faint and soft lievered-over the little town and fell with a sweet cadence into the silence of tbe forest below. The men were talking eagerly as she dune up. "What U it?" he stud, a sudden fear striking him. "Nothing mnch, sir," said one of the nren, "only Joe Davitt's boat broke from her moorings last night, and has drifted out to sea." Leslie stooped down and looked at the bit of rope left on the stake to which the boat bad been fastened. " "It was cut off," he said, looking up, after a moment. The men looked at each other's faces, and Joe Duvitt, elbowing his wav through the crowd, exclaimed : "Let me see, young stranger. If any body has set my boat adrift a pnrjose, he'd, better not let me know that he did it!" "Men," said Leslie, "there is one of your neighbors missing, or rather his family do not Know of his whereabouts. lav over the sea. and onlf the red eve of I Ieame to inquire if any of vou had seen. the light, like a spectra orb, : gleamed or knew ought of Walter iiargrave?" sullenly through the fog. I "Walter Iiargrave 1" was ejaculated SUNSHINE. T H. h. BB1SE. THERE'S plenty of sunshine to spare for lis all, Then into onr lives let ns take it ; The world, though .briiulull of the glorious light, Can be dark, if we choose so lo make it We must open our hearts, let the sunshine pour in, Ann Hiriit. nn thn riurk. drearv maces: With sunshine without, andsunsiiinewithin evermore shall we see gloomy faces. We shouhi seek out the lives that are clouded and sad. Where sunshine perchance hath ne'er entered. And give to them freely from our brimming cup. Where sunshine and peace have long centered. O! all the world over there's light for us all, Then into our lives let us tk it ; The world though brimlull of tlte glorious tight, Can he dark, if we choose so to make it. I.yiBROVISATIOXS. BY BATABD TAYLOR. 171 IIX, for we drink to Labor! " And Labor you know is Prayer: I'll be as grand as my neighbor Abroad, and at home as bare! Iielit, and bother, aud hurry ! others are burdened so; Here's to the goddess Worry, , . And here's to the goddess Show ! Reckless of what comes after Silent of whence we eouie; Splendor and feast and laughter . Jliake the questioners dumb. Debt, aud bother, aud hurry! Nobody needs to know : Here's to the goddess Worry,' And here's to the goddess Show ! Fame is what vou have taken. Character's what yon give: When to this truth yon waken. They you begin to live! Debt, and bother, and hurry ! Others have risen so; . Here's to the goddess Worry, And here's to the gorbless show I Honor's a thing for derision. Knowledge a thing reviled: Love Is a vanishing vision, - Faith is the toy ofachlld! Debt, and bother, and hurry! Ilonestv's old and slow : Here's to'the goddess Worry, And here's to the goddess Show HOLIDAY The.srray light crept softly into the old Hargrave mansion and fell into lit tle odd corners, aud brightened the som bre stillness that brooded like a spell over the place. Fires were kindled,and shutters thrown Qfieo, and .presently Luke iVarnry canie..oiitiyjth tlUished step, and went to the barn to feed the cattle. He threw open the great doors carefully, still walking with a hushed step as lie went Dock anil tortn across the great floor, his strong srms filled with hay. , Doctor . Dinsraore came out at the front.door and walked, slowly towards home, a trifle graver perhaps than usu al. Possibly he. was chinking of Dane llararrave's secret, and wondering if she knew it, or if it was anvtbtnz that con cerned, jier ; and if it would be better to speak to her about it, or remain silent. Mrs.. Hargrave came into the sitting room with heavy eyes aud bloodless face. .The Iridiscent gleams were all washed out of the eyes, leaving only a lull, opaque black, that contrasted sharply'with the face. , ; "Leslie," she said, speaking with an evident effort, "I think you had better go np there and let them know." "W hy don't you send Gray or Luke? I am not snre as I know the place." . "You can inquire. ... I had rather you would go; Luke is.busy." . "Why, do- you snpnose, lie didn't come down?" "How should I know ?" she asked, Im patiently. ; 'I didn't suppose you did . know; but tioirtyon trunk it. very stranger" "I I don't know. ..Why, yes, I Rllrb. pose it is. I'crhaps sowottiiiig happened tlne r rd coming in to keep him--nerhaps he dWrit care " I ace- . . . . from lip to lip. "Since when?" Joe Davit, asked, straightening up. - -"AVell, say eight or nine o'clock last evening." One after another shook their heads slowly, and Joe Itovitt's boat was forgot ten in this greater interest. "Mebbelie took Joe's boat to godowii to, the- Bltifl," suggested one. "How long do you think a boat could have lived last night?" was the con temptuous rejoiuder. And so, amid suggestions and specu lation?, Leslie left them and hurried home to see if, by any possibility, lie had been there since lie left. He met Luke coming out of the yard with a troubled face. "Heard anything?" he asked, exci tedly. "Xo. He hasn't baen at liouie. -1 came back hoping he had been here du ing my absence." Luke shook his head sadly. "What's irp down to the shore?" he asked. "Joe Davitt's boat was cut from her moorings last night." Luke stood staring at him for a full minute, and then he turned abruptly, and walked rapidly towards the shore, aud Leslie went in to inform his sister of the strange affair. When he told her about the boat, she caught it at once. "He went over to the Bluff", undoubt edly," she said; "he is a great friend of Alorey's, which is fortunate, as he hasn't many friends." "Who? the light-keeper?" "Yes the most disagreeable man I ever saw. I believe I utterly hate him !" to her pallid BY KATE PUTNAM OSGOOD. T HE earth is nothing but flowers and grass; The skv is a lifhr. and the wave is fflas: 1 will make a part ol the shadowless whole, Ana tie a iiouy witnout a soul, I leave the troublesome creature lound By hopes and fears that hedge it round ; -So may 1 look, for a single day. To live nnhindered flie life ol May ; ' To spring into bloom from the clover root; . To feel the sap in the young leaf snoot; . To hive my honey, to spread my wing: To work or idle with any thing; To slide with the fly'on the water's face. And swim with the fish that follow chase; To feel mysell'ouce more atone With all the life that is uuder the sun! But what is sighing aliout the spot? W hat sound of wind where wind is not? Poor wretch ! pursued by all thy cares, ' Hath stolen upon me unawares? Go, get the back, kind soul, I pray ! Savior merry another day, ; 'I ask foronly these few sborthours To grow in the light like grass and flowers. But still the poor soul, all undone. . Highs and shivers beneath the sun! 1 ean not bear that pitiful pain The homeless creature must come again. Alas! the time when I could lie : As tree from thoughts as the open sky Is never for me. henceforth, 1 trow; Soul, we must comfort each other now! THE STORY OF l.li'E. HAVE you forgotten, ma belle, Marie, That spring time down at the Hall? Ah, well. Though 1 though I was strong on tne wing, yoii see. Yon singled meont, and of course I fell: A touch of the hand when our eyes Itrst met, - A soft "aside" on a rustic seat, I was proof agaii st snares, as I thought, and yet I was writhing soon at your feet. Yon had no pity at all for me, Or you would have killed me. belle Marie. A glow at mv heart, and anight of dreams; Ymir hair had the ripple my ears loved best; "Pray God," I said, -she be all she seems, For I am weary and long to rest." Wounded and sick at vour feet 1 lav Pleading for eace to your knees I crept. -I hear your voice as 'twas yesterday They were crocodile tears you wept. My eyes were Minded with dust, you see, And 1 paid the penalty, belle Marie, I'll own I wept for the tears would flow. Though I'd found the lepth if your worthless heart; I cursed myself for a fool you know They are terrible tears when men's eyes smart. And you well there possibly was one sigh. The sigh von migli give il'a dog was hurt; . And your .comfy rt, 1 think, was the stale, old lie. "Men's hearts are as cheap as dirt." Well '. now you ai e mnrried and I am free, An 1 that's the difference, belle Marie ! Married, Yes, I suppose that's the term For men and women who've sonld their lives; Wh3 rear up loves to be nipped iu the germ. And live good fellow aud honest wives. He's depiu love wilh Mammon, his irod. Andawu with Mammon he wins vour bread, Butover your novels vou sit and nod. And dose at the table's head. And you sighthe days pass wearilv Tliey-areshghly monotonous, belle Marie. You shouldn't forget, though, In He Marie Though women, you know, have wayward ways The choice was yours, 'twixt a life with me And an old man's carriage and praucing i Ivtvs. A poor man's wife and a rich man's qu eon j uerimii-r. mr n woman was scareciv "Celia! don't you know what Luke said ? I don't believe a uuin could be so unfeeling, when his own brother-".. ."Leslie, will you go?" breaking "in suddenly. "Certainly, if you think best," put ting on his hat. - - - - - "Best! Don't you know it has got to be done? How strange you talk!" "Well, well, I'll go. You'd rather I'd go than to send Gray ?" looking back from the door. ' "Gray?" with a start. "Xo, Gray cannot go, I have work for him," she said, in a quieter tone. i The fog had begun to lift from the sea, and here and there a man was mov ing: about the shore looking after their boats. The smoke curled lazily from the chimneys, and one old man sat iu the door mending a net. Leslie paused. .: "Would yon tell me,- sir,- which of those houses is Walter Hargrave's?" lie asked, pointing np the street. " , "The further one the one with green blinds, and a garden in front. Cut stop there's .Miss Lena now, coming down the street." "His daughter?" - . "So be sure; and the prpttiest girl in Brent; too. ! ' Mr.' "Walter's master proud of her. I reckon your must be a stranger, sir?" .': . . "I have only been In Brent a week, sitice my brother-in-law has been so much worse." . i "Are yon Mrs. Hargrave's brother?" the old man said dropping his net, and coming and leaning on the broken' pal-i"g- "Yes sir, I am." "And how is be? Any chance for him,, d'ye think?" - - ' -"Mr. Hargrave is . dead," he an swered, in ii low voice. "Dead V1 Dane Hargrave dead ! Lena, Miss Lena, this gentleman says " "I heard him, MrV .Reeves," she said, f ravely. Then addressing herselt to Volcott, "I was Just coming over to the mansion. Did father send you?" lift ing hSr brown eyes shyly to the face of the handsome young stranger, and not ing, oesptte ner anxiety, how very dif- futher?" the same hard, dry look in the brown eves. " " will be your father, little girl," Hugh Morey said, in a voice as soft and tender as a woman's, smoothing the tan gled cnrls with his rough hand. "I know I a n a coarse, rough old fellow to care for snch a pretty blossom as you, my Pretty, and men say old Hugh is grutTand hard, but there Ls nothing but softness and tenderness in my heart for my little Lena," his voice falteiing a little as he stooped over her, si ill strok ing her hair tenderly. "Dear old Hugh!" she said. Her lips trembled, the stony look in her eyes melted, and she broke into a passion of tears, the first she had shed since the territde fear had come into her heart. When she grew quieter, Hugh asked Leslie if there was no trace that thev could get hold of. "Only Davitt s lioat was cut loose and was missing.' "A boat!" Hugh exclaimed, with a strange look at Moll v. "What time did he leave home?" "A little liefore nine o'clock." CHAPTER. IV "Couldn't Hargrave have eone bv land easier, if he had occasion to visit this Morey? .The men on the shore the old fishermen say .: that a boat couldn't livs iu such a sea as it was last night." - "Well, perhaps the boat didn't live," site said, In a low voice. . "1 don't believe he took the boat," he said, after a little pause, rising and walking towards the door. "What do you believe?" She spoke sharply and impatiently, as if she some how took comfort in the supposition and was annoyed at his opposition. "Jletnfned and looked at her. He did not know. Why it should, but at that in stant. the sound of the voices he had heard in the passage seemed to rise and die away, just as -he had heard them the evening Delore; and Gray's voice he was sure it. was Gray's voice seemed to speak in his ear; it will be soon enouuh when he comes back." : Why should that come to him then? he wondered; and giving himself a little shake to be sure he was' not dreaming, he answered, per plexedly:. "Iain sure I don't know what to be lieve, Cella, it is so strange." ?"Wbydo.you got out again, Leslie? it is so lonesome here, with him lying up there." "I will not be gone loner . I promised " "He paused abruptly, reddening a little, then added, "I promised to let tlmnt know if he had been there. He could not', have told what it was that made him hesitate about mention ing. Lena to bis sister, but something seemeu to stanta oeiore mm and warn him. He found her in an agonv of grief and terror at the mysterious disap pearance of ner father. Every house in the village bad been visited, aud some bad mounted horses and ridden out into the outskirts to make inquiries, but no one had seen the missing man since dark of the evening before. Only one hope 'remained, that he had, for some unaccountable reason, gone to Barry's Bluff.' Half a score volunteered to go, out ijejna insisted upon going nerseit. It was two miles by the road, but much ferent he looked from the voting far-l less by water, and Lena decided in favor mers -or nstiermen mat she met in tie oi tne ooas. You night have were wise to forget what 1 oceii, Yon were rignt to be safe and sure. Tellee.-i la vie! telle et la vie! You are like the best of them, belle Marie! A Woman's Error. BY MKS. It. B. KDSON. MA. CHAPTER III, CONTINUED i S the meanwhile Lena Har grave had finished her transla tion, ami lou nd to her surprise tiiat it w as pasr. nunnigiit. . sne to wonder why her father did not come. He had hcon gone four hours. She threw a shawl over her and went out. The roar of the surf still acme up from the sen, but sounding fainter and further away. The. light .from Barry's Bluff streamed tut clear and white across the refluent waves; and the wind sobbed and moaned faint- began streets. "Xo, Miss Hargrave, your father didnt " " - '. "Didn't think I would be so foolish as to get nervous about him," she inter rupted. "Well, I know it was foolish, but I was not expecting he would stay an night." ' "All night! MiesrHargravei-isn't your father at home?" ; r "At home ? " Xo," the color dying put oi ner lace. ; . ; "Don't faint, Miss Lena, don't faint. Mother, mother, come here ! Ab4 Mr. Reeves started towards the house in great excitement. - . "l snail not taint, Mr. Kceves," site said, putting her hand out to the paling, and leaning on it slightly. Then to Wolcott, "How , long ago did father leave?" "He never came!" She looked at him" an. instant, with a look in her eyes he. never forgot a ter rified, imploring look, and then melted like a snow-wreath from the broken pal ing, and lay white and, still on the pale vellow sand at his feet. . He took her up in her arms and carried her iBto the house, her. bronze-brown curls falling across his breast, and blowing against his face. In that moment something flashed across his consciousness that this girl was, somehow,- inwoven with Ids destiny. The impression was a Ut ile painful, as if there, were more of sorrow than sweetness in the fateful un ion. Mr. Reeves had succeeded in finding mother," and the good dame quickly Administered snch simple restoratives as were at hand, and Lena soon revived. ITie girl was naturally, strong- and not at all given to fainting, hut the long vigil, aud the airxiety. had wrought her nervous system to a high state of excite ment. It all came buck to her instant ly when she opened her eyes, but such a sickening tear, such a nameless ter ror came with it, that she tried several times liefore her lips could syllable a word. Leslie saw , her struggles, and sitting down beside, her, said, in a low, soothing tone, ' holding down his own rising . excitement $ - - fttl presume we shall soon unravel the mystery, Miss Hargrave. .Something of which we do hot happen to know. now, probably has kept. IiinwJ Do not suffer yourself to be alarmed yet. I will run round and make a few inquiries, and re tiifcii and let you know." ' ' Lena was very wnite una sun ;. sne Leslie bad not the most remote idea of going until after Lena had taken her seat in the boat..." He could not have told what It was. but something in her lace drew bim, and pushing Luke aside, There was never such an excitement known before in the little sea-coast town, as that consequent on the myste rious Disappearance ol Walter Harsrave. Everybody in Brent felt a iiersonal in terest iu the matter; even the widow of Dane Hargrave, whom everybody knew had not spoken to him for twenty years. offered a magnificent reward to any one wuo coma urine any posi tive knowledge of Ids whereabouts. whether he were living or dead. Peo ple wondered, imagined. and surmised, until conjecture was exhausted, and were still no nearer the solution of the mystery than before. About two weeks after the disappear ance, and while the mystery was still fresh in the minds of the people, a coast ing vessel picked up a boat drifting bot tom up, and towed it into Brent. What should it prove to be but Joe Davitt's lost "Polly Jaue." This revived the in terest, confirming, however, in the minds of most people, the suspicion that had been slowly gaining, that for some reason which they could never know. Walter. Hargrave" had taken the boat. and been, wrecked, doubtless before he reached the harbor bar; and there was a sort of furtive w atch kept up a!l along the coast for weeks, for his body, but wherever it was. on the land or "under the sea, it came not to the shores of Brent. - But Mollie Sterne, brisht. honefnl Mollie Sterne, remembered the strange vision she had seen through the mist and darkness of that wild nie-ht. nd had faith that the guardian angel who had guided hint over the terrible harbor bar, had guided him also to peace and safety. For Mollie believed just as firm ly as sue oeueveu in lier own existence, that the man she saw lying in the bot tom of that boat was Walter Hargrave, aud it went far to strengthen her faith in the supernatural, and she dreamed with increased relish, but thev were all of such a cheerf'il character, that she uau iiiiiiinis; to uo nut grow brighter and merrier over them. Mollie and Hugh would gladly have kept Lena with them; but the pretty little cottage where they had dwelt together, the books, the pictures, and the flowers which they had enioved hi coin nan v. called her, like so many voices, buck to tneir snent companionship. Indeed, everything seemed to haye found voice, talking continually of him always of him. Everybody in Brent nitied and sym pathized with the desolate girl, but she nau never maue many intimate friends, and could .not all at once accept the . ii . ... i i - . . neu-ineani. neiiusuipij mat. were prof fered her. She shrank from their fa miliar mention of her sorrow. . Their well-meant sympathy seemed a sort of sacrilege to her. it was her grief : whv should everybody bandy it about, mak ing common stapieot it? - She had been to her Uncle Dane's fu neralbeen like one walking in their sleep, so incapable of thought, it almost seeniiMi oi inouou save in an uncon scious, automatic way had she been. Only one thing out of it all. came back toher out of all the dreamy pageant: and that seemed more like soine'vague. sweet speii oi intoxication, than any- niiiig i-iunj;iiig ionic real, tanginieex penences which sne had hitherto known. Only one thing only one memory coining into the darkness, and gloom, and desolation a memory sub tile and sweet as the death of April flow ers; a memory of a dark, bright face. instinct with sympathy and tenderness, though the lips said Tint little; a face tnat nrew ner away irom herself, away from earth ay, even from heaven drew her surely antl irresistably as the neeuie attracts tne pole. it came to ner this memory when she lay awake iu the long silences, with only tue unit oloom ot the surt sound ing in her ears; it came unbidden and walked beside her among her flowers', it fluttered out from between the leaves as she turned them dreamily in her fugi tive readings, ana novered, a sweet, in tangible presence, about all her com mon lite There were some changes made at the old Hargrave mansion' after the death of its master, luke Varney had left the establishment, and bought a little farm on the outskirts of the village, half cov ered with huge rocks, and half with bay berry, sweet-fern and brambles. Luke, however, did .not expect to make bis fortune out of it, and was iu no im- And so she met Mrs. Hargrave's advan ces with a pretty sort of shy pleasure, that made her very charming. Mrs. Hargrave was delighted with her, and talked of her all the way home, but Leslie was unusually silent, answer ing her questions only in monosyllables, and then quite at random. At last she quite lost patience. . ' "Ieslie " Wolcott !" she 'exclaimed, "you are the most perverse fellow that ever lived ! I went up there at your de sire ' "Did I ask you to go, Celia?" he in terrupted, suddenly. "Well, no; not in so many words. Bui you know, Leslie, that you stimulated my interest in the girl, by a thousand little adroit ways.- There has not been a day since since," she hesitated, and looked away from the steady gaze bent so intently uiion her. "For mercy sake, Leslie Wolcott," she exclaimed, "turn away tliose strange mesmeric eyes! Do you know, that I half fancy that, at will, you could lasciuate or charm one, so as hold them despite their reason or better judgment. There is something a little uncanny about you, Leslie, did you know?" He smiled ; a dreamy, absent smile, lighting up his pale olive face with a sort of supernatural beauty. The thin nostrils quivered and dilated, the lips tine and red were melting, tender, ir resi stable. "Leslie!" sharply, he gave a little start, the whole expression of his face changing. "Well, Celia?" laughing aMittle. "I want to warn you. Xever look at Lena Hargrave as you were looking then remember I" A fiery red surged in his face. "Because," she went on, she is one of those sensitive natures that are easily wrought upon, and I am not a going to have her bewitched," aughing at. her own earnestness. -He gave her a queer look half vexatiou, halg amusement. "What is it?" she said, a little unea sily. 'I was only thinking how strange it was that you had taken upon yourself the championship of this girl, only when death had sundered the only: tie that could have made it obligatory. She grew a little paler, but answered promptly: j l here was no neetl belore. l have a right to love this girl, now, and nobody shall stand between!" she added, al most fiercely. 'Dm lie stand between ner latner t ' TO BB COSTiNl'KD. A VISIONAHY TALI:. Iii a marriage solemnized near-Da venport, Iowa, in Princeton towjiship, u lfsu-i, the bride was a lively young la dy, who had discarded one very earnest' suitor ami sent uiui ueppairiiigiy toiau- ornia, belore accepting the hand ot the later suppliant ultimately leading her to the altar. Whether Providence fa-; vors this sty re of matrimonial tactics or ; not may be left to the conjecture of whom it concerns. If the lady of the oresent narrative did wrong, it is sun- posable that the death of her husband in two or three years alter the wedding was her sufficient, punishment therefor, and no prepossession as to any require ments Ol 1IIUIU1 JUBUUC 11CCV1 illlCCIi tne reader's judgment at the beginning of part second of the story. Said, second part began a little more than a year ago, when the heroine, in a mature stage of her widowhood, and living with her parents near Princeton, met once more the man whose rejected addresses had been the epithalaminni ot his successor in her good graces. Returning from what he represented as prosperous mer cantile fortunes in California to revisit the scenes of hi3 old life and disappoint ment, this gentleman took authority from the time-soltened bereavement of his formerly unkind sweetheart to haunt, her "presence again and avow afresh his unalienated devotion. Where the persons interested have had no actu al (ast antagonism tor each other, a re sumed acquaintance like tfiis has a cer tain romantic cliarm, under wnicn many wonders ol reconsideration are possible: and when at last, just before departing lor tne j'aonic coast, tne uaiitorniau tenderly resumed his early suit, the 3'et youthful widow was not averse to an en gagement. It was consequently with a pledge to return in January last and claim Ins bride that the linally accepted suitor set out for San Francisco, whence he was to send frequent missives in re sponse to a corresponding number from her he lelt behind, persuant to this ar rangement all went merrily by letter and anticipation until about a month be fore the expected coming back of the California!!, when, according to the Da venport tfazetteT the widow was greatly startled to perceive at tier bedside a lu minous figure in the likeness of her late husband, and hear the laminar voice distinctly enunciate the words : "Post pone ybur marriage!" .Before she to tales not less romantic than the Ara bian Xight; there is. an j Eastern jjlow upon "the adventures of tba Engljoh Generals who despoiled the. princesses of. Gudei stripped -Sahib oi.. his soveri eign ry, and-desecrated the boly .teiupleS of Seringapatam.. Tbe.,. CgIqssu,, f Ktioues, tne--.ry.raram w .v,nxps ,were not more striking njonuuwus.. to the constructive capacity of man, than, thi cities of Calcutta, JIadris . and Bombay i as they stand to-day .upon ..the shores of tne eastern seas: ami inese were tne creations of the great company., whose light is flickering and will soon go oat In the. darkness of. general coiitemnti Macauley, in bis two most brilliaut es says, catches the inspiration of a splen did eloquence f rbui tne careers of Clivej tue iyjiu.li warrior, aim oi Hastings, tue typical governor of the East India Com pany. . ' The . romancers of a century have found in Golconda and "Cashmere, in Lucknowand Benares, in Seringapatam ami Hooghly, in the hundred romantic spots with which Hindoos ton Is dotted, the scenes of thrilling tales, of hair breadth escapes, and of imposing cere monies; and even now, the empress of nam, wmcn is victoria's most royal tie. - displays a magnificence- before which that of his mistress pales to common-place simplicity. But though the Company which built up the vast and splendid Indian Empire is moribund, that Empire, now transferred -directly, to the government of the British Crown. still flourishes with all its wbilom pow er and extent, and still furnishes Incal culable wealth and monopolizQd oppoi- tunities to British trade. A proud and despotic corporation passes away,, aud is superseded ov a Cabinet Minister sitting in Westminister. The East India Com pany vanishes, aud the Duke of Argyll, Secretary of State for India, appears in its place. It Is a change of persons, not substance; it is a revolution, but one which practically leaves -the mil- ions and the wealth of Hindoostan un der the same national control.' As Hen ry VIII., jealous of Wolsey's overgrown influences . and riches bani.sheJ him from the Council and seized Hampton Court, so the British Crown,' "finding that the East India Company had grown too great, has confiscated its-estates and condemned it to extinction. But the company, during its century of unpre cedented triumph and power, did well its work, despite the anathemas or Burk ind Sheridan, the corruptions of Hast ngs, and the cruelty of Cornwallis. It was remorseless, but the lesult of its tyrannies and greed was to aggrandize England, and establish her as the first of maritime powers. And now, just as the old company is giving up the ghost, antl the government is entering upon an enforced heritage, a little cloud-appears r tne Last, vaguely threatening the nglish domination of India. - The Rus sians are slowly but steadily extending their frontier toward the Hindoo Koosh ; and ere many years England may have to ngiit tor tne inestimable possessions which were the East India Company's legacy to tne nation. WAlTIXf- r'i'It. THE LAST MO MENT. just as he was stepping over the side of mediate danger of being disapppointed. .I.- 1 . l. S 1 1 1 iV 1 , 1 . 1 . - - - 1 - 1 .... the boat, he sprang in and pushed off. He heard a little murmur of voices whether of surprise or disapproval he did not know, only one thing coming distinctly to his ear, In Joe Davitt's deep voice "The rope was cut, boys ; the stran ger was rigni." It did hot seem to Leslie as if there was any. weight to the oars. The boat shot ahead1 like an arrow, yet he was not conscions.of eitort. The shore and bav faded away; the little town' the wood the distant hills, and the brlstlin rocks, all vanished from sight, and he I went sailing on, and on, in a winged chariot, over enchanted seas "-the tw. only the universe of space. How in mu tinies lie thought of that morning,' long afterwards, with a mingled sweetness aud pain. Mollie Sterne was a linn believer in dreams, and signs, and warnings; and in the pauses of the night, over and over again, she had heard the death- watch's steady beat over lier head, and had said to Hugh, even before the sharp clang of the bell had floated out over the sea, that "somebody had died last Ulgnt." He had nice theories about scientific farming.and thought this a good field of operation; as it most certainly was, sci ence having it all its own way, with lit tle help or hindrance from nature. There was a little cottage, too, with a straight up ami down iook about it, and a high picket fence run out in frout,like leeiers, wiierem Luke proposed to ex periment in domestic economy. ' Xot that he intended setting up a permanent branch ot this miserable abortion ot housekeeping, but merely a temporary accommodation, while he was coquet ting w it ii mm. inaeeu, one ot the chief attractions of the place had been its availability for operations in the lat ter ..department of cultivation, as it was almost immediately contiguous to the Jiluil. Gray, too, had gone away from Brent. He went away rather suddenly at least it was sudden to most people about two weeks after the death of Dane Hargrave. It was not positively known where he had gone, though there were tumors that lie had shipped on board the coaster that had towed in Joe Davitt's boat. Somebody had heard the captain say he was short of hands, and somebody else could master her nerves sufficiently to attempt a response, the vision had dis appeared, and she was alone.- "The dream, as she considered it," continues the Gazette, "troubled her seriously She told her mother of it, and the two strove to treat it as a mere illusion ; but the influence remained and the ghost was not yet laid, un tne third night lifter the first visitation the spectre came again, with the same words and a ges ture ot warning, two nights yet later. while a brother of the lady occupied a room next to hers, with the door open between, the vision appeared to him and also to his mother in another apart ment: distinctly recognizable, and say ing sternly: "iet sarah s marriage be postponed!" That was the last of the apparition ; but the general domiciliary visit had produced an effect not to be re sisted, and the spirit-bidden widow wrote to ask of the Californian that, for family reasons, their wedding should be deferred until this spring. After the usual form of protest this request was granted ; the gentleman even confessing that he could more conveniently leave his business for the purpose in May than in January: and the correspon dence went on as before, for a time. Its abrupt discontinuance, on the moscu line side, at the beginning of last month was found susceptible of no explanation until ten days ago, when a San Francis co paper informed the family In low that tue expected bridegroom was prison for robbery, and expressed great sympathy tor his "wile and children : in snort, he -had been playing the vil inn with his former name, possibly 1 revenge for her maidenly treatment of him; and, while the lady and her par e.its are spiritualists hy no proclivity, the whole rescued household are stroii iu the faith that their deliverence is due to supernatural intervention. If so,, a But she was not prepared for the look had heard Gray say he "was sick of Ii. liken child lli-it. Inid exhn listed itself wlih weeitiny. Here and there a star I Jid not move or cry out, only shivered lcoi tdou. tlnoukh the breaking clouds, las if with sudden cold. When, he arose of unutterable sorrow and despair in the face ot ner darling, when, in an swer to Leslie's eager inquiry, she said, 'Walter Hargrave had not been there for a week." "What is It. Pretty;." she said. com ing down to the edge of the boat, and reaching out her arms lovingly towards her, as if she would take her away from all the sorrow and pain. "Father! O Mollie!" she gasped, her Hps growing whiter and whiter; "O Mollie, where Is my father!" Hugh Morey suddenly swooped down iiixw the boat, and lifted her In his arms as he would an infant, and strode up to the house with her, murmuring low broken sentences in her ear, as one would to a frightened child. Coming up together more slowly, Les lie made a brief statement of the Case to Mollie Sterne, whose bright face was clouded with sympathy and sorrow. "He has told you ?" she asked, looking at Mollie with Ret, stony eyes. ."Yes, net. O my darling! d n't look at me sof" Mollie said, beseechingly. "Mollie, how can I live without my Brent antl meant to see a little of the world outside of the harbor bar." Neither was it positively known that Mrs. Hargrave had favoretl his going, though it was remarked that she seemed in better spirits, antl not so strange, and nervous after he went away. One day, accompanied by her brother, she called to see Lena. She was very friendly anil pleasant alter the first em barrassment passed off, for neither of lliem could quite forget the coldness that, had been between the families Mrs. Hargrave seemed very anxious to he on friendly terms, and Lena was fas cinated hy the charm and elegance of her manner, anil tlis delicate attention, anil evident interest .she took in her. There were only they two women left who bore the name "of Hargrave, why should thev be enemies r Lena argued There had been some trouble between her father and her Uncle Dane, that had resulted iu coldness and estrangement, but what its precise nature was she had uevej known probably she never should now why should she perpetuate the feud while ignorant of its nature? A NOBLE CtRL. . NotwKhsUnding the fact that 'men re ceive higbef wages ' for labor ' than do women, there aremore girls laying up handsome sums of money than there are young men who save a cent. ' STot long since, a delicate-looking girl sent home to -Ireland money to , pay the passage to, America of- another - member of the family, who desired to come here to work and'earn a home. -..Said a lady to th girl!, Why does not your brother send the money ? - He has been in this country. longer than you, and ought to have saved -quite- an amount." "Oh, ma'm, my brother would; never send .it : he spends as fast as he earns, and most always foolishly; in drinking and un fitting himself for work. I am willing to deny myself clothing for the sake of tne dear ones at home." "Do you "share your wages with them all the time?" "Yes, ma'm, I send money home every three months more than half I earn.'- '-'Does your brother ever send any?" "Xot biuch. Once or twice since I came to America, four; years ago, he has sent ten dollars." "Are you not afraid if another brother comes to this country, he will follow the . example of his older brother, and become improvident : antl addicted to drinking?!' - "SniTmrltrioc tftnt fAat. frnnhlAe mo Hut I believe he: will do better, for he was always a wiser-boy.'' - That girl is brave and noble. Quietly she pursues her duties, anil denies her self adornment and pleasures, although she is -pretty, and may be supposed to delight in gratifying the vanities which possess almost ail comely wouieti. r The helpless ones at home are first In her heart, and for their Bakes she toils Irom year to year, perhaps thinking that sometime the right man will come along who will marry and take her to nis nome. "As the habits of young men now are there is not one among a thousand worthy of becoming lier husband, and the wisest think she can do is to remain single, unless she meets one who has had manhood to resist the temptations that beset the youth of these times, to Steal away itheir ; senses with rum, and rtne their pockets ot. their wages. : . I . YOtAREABBICK. The habit of putting oft' and deferring until the last moment things which must be ready at a certain time causes much poor and mediocre work, many nnflnish ed jobs, broken promises, and Is in' fact one ot the means by which the world Is Kept in contusion. : 'You shall nave your, boots one week from to-day," says a shoemaker' four or ve times over to a customer who has called as mauy times to be disappointed mid hear the lafsehood repeated. But who ever knew a pair of boots to be ready when promised. If there lives snch a fortunate being his shoemaker should receive national patronage :' Xot but that snoemen intend to have their work ready.on time and desire to please their customers: but while many of them promise much more than they .can possibly finish, a large class wait until the day a job is promised ' liefore begin ning the work. -Then, if all particulars re not minutely written down, half the little details of, the order are forgotten, the boots are rushed through with long stitches, and are not ready- when called lor Shoemakers are iiot alone in this practice of procrastination. Dress makers, milliners ami tailors avail them selves of its disadvantages, both to pat rons and themselves. . The : workman, or woman in any de partment of labor, who it always prompt and punctual in having work ready when promised, stands the best kind of a chance to make money and friends. ; W hen a customer has to work a day or two on a dress, after it 13 sent home irom the. dressmaker, she is not apt to leel pleased with.-the job, or to call it gain, or recommend her friends to do so. Good dressmakers are called bad ones by putting off work, until haste makes a notch ot the garment. -Nothing so builds up a reputation.and brings friends and patronage to. auv business as beginning in time to have work ready when promised, and to liave it well done. Housekeepers who act upon the same principle,have contented families, orderly homes and pleasant, when deferring until the last moment would keep things in a jumble of late dinners, scorched meals, scorched meats hot pastry antl cross husbands. A certain college professor had assem bled his class at the- commencement of the term, and was reading over the list of names to see that all were present. - It hAHQvetl that one or the number was unknown to the professor, having just enteredthe class. . "What is your name, sir?" asked the professor, rooking through his spectacles. ."?You are a. brick," was the startling reply. v ''Sir," said the professor, half starting out of. his chair at the supposed imper tinence, but not nuite sure that he bad understood: him correctly ; "Sir, I did pot exactly understand your answer." "You are a brick," was again the composed, reply. - "This is intolerable", said the profes sor, his face reddening. ; "Beware young man, how you attempt to insult me." Insult you!" said .the student,, in turn, astonished. "How have I done it?" - '.'DM you not say I was a brick?" re turned the professor with -stifled indig nation. ... "Xo sir you asked me my name, and I answered your question. My name is U. R.- A. -Brick Uriah Reynold An derson Brick." - "Ah, indeed"' murmured the profes sor, sinking back in his chair in.coufus ion;, "it was a misconception on my nart. ' 'Will you commence the lesson, Mr. ahem Brick ?" CHILDREN'S . COLUMN. Alice Norman. 'BLESSED AHE THE POOR IS SPIRIT.' BY C. J. 1. UNLUCKY DAY. is $11)0,000,000,000 worili of silver in the ocean, it has lately been discovered that there is a thousand times as much gold there, and as gold is about sixteen times the price ot silver, the value of the thus dissolved -gold is 16,000 times that of the silver. In order to test the existence of the gold, Son start t recommends to dissolve a few grains ot pure ferrous sulphate in the sea-water, acidulate with a few drops of hydrochloric acid, and evapor ate in a clean porcelain dish without ebullition. A lustrous film of dry ferric oxid will be lormed on the bottom; then the water is poured out, and the film dissolved by chlorine water with a few drops of hydrochloric acid ; the liquid is then poured in a test tube, when the us ual test lor gold, the stannous chloride, will , applied with care, showthe char acteristic purple of Cassius. In order to come to some approximate conclusion as the amount of gold pres ent, a known solution of gold may be so much diluted till the same test applied to it gives about the same intensity of purple color, as this test is very dell. dead husband may be worth almost'as l1?' U in.'lClte,8I 7erZ .am?" amo",nt8! Friday, loiig regarded as a day of ill omen has.been an eventful one in Ameri- ican .history. Friday.- Christopher Columbus sailed on. his .voyageof discovery. t riday, ten weeks after, he disco veretl America. Friday. Henrv VIL. of England, gave Cabot his. commission,:, which led to the discovery ot JNorth America. i ntiay, St.. Augustine, tne oldest town in the United States, was founded. Friday, the .Mayflower, with the pil grims, arrived at Provinoetown ; and on Friday, they signed that august com pact, the forerunner, of the present Con stitution. Friday, George Washington was born. Friday, Bunker Hill was seized and fortified . Friday, the surrender, of Saratoga was -a - . : o-------- made. . - Friday, the surrender of Cornwallis at, lprktown, occurred: ami on Friday. the .. motion was.tnacie in Lon gress that the United. Colonies were, and oi rignt ottgnt to be, iree anu inuepen dent. TO.'KIILF ,TH3 BOYS AT It OTOE. Everything that tends to make us de rive pleasure from sources ought to be encouraged to the. ntmost. Many men wonder why it is that their boys betray : such depraved tastes. They won't stay at home ; they go away, and seeme to and tneir only pleasure and gmuntsation in what is objectionable.- Why is it? What is to be done ? Threats and scold ing and severe discipline do no good, and seem, in tact, to make them worse. J n Scientific men have shown that there 1 8ted of having a positive . distaste for I , (108,000, ooo,oao,att OF tiOLO IN THE OCEAN. home, they get a positive hatred of it. ,. Did it even occur to those who com- plain of this, that they never did much to. encourage better tastes? - Boys must have something to enjoy. They can't sit still and stare at each other." iu un dertones' when the excitement of cards and diec and other games are alluring them. Depeuc. upon it it when they are young, care is taken to supply them with wholesome sources ot gratification tliey will always find enjoyment in them, ana - little desire to stray. Give them amusing books, music, and flowers. Above all, make things cheerful and hearty, and they will never care for grosser pleasure. Empty minds will fill themselves with cbatt, but they prefer wheat, LICE Norman hail very little in this world of which she could boast, and no reason whatever to "set herself tip,' as you little girls would call it. Her father and mother lived In a small house, wil h the merest morsel of a gnr- (lon, uiui tnev had Iivecliildren younger than Alice fiye little mischievous. hungry children. Though every one of them was very sweet anil cheering to Alice, as a ray ot sunshine about the house, yet. you know, they each needed dresses and shoes, bread and molasses, and a great deal of thought and care. So it came to pass that the dresses were sometimes very coarse, and the shoes showed great patches in their sides. Sometimes, too a good many times, 1 think there had only been bread and potatoes for dinner. But certainly love went with them as a sauce, and vou know Solomon has said "dinner of herbs, where love is. is lietter than a stalled ox," with hatred. Alice had no more than the others no possession that belonged quite to herself, except her little red leather Bible, which had been given her as a prize in Sabbath school. Then, ol course, you may well believe that there was no money with which to send her to school, and for some time she had kept patiently at home, ami tried to pick np what learning she could by herself. But the master in the village, who had a warm, tender heart for the children, having seen Alice's bright, happy little face, and heard someone speak of the efforts she made to teach herself at home, made up his mind to lend her a helping hand. So he had made a little arrangement with Alice's parents, by which Alice should dust off the dusks lu the school-room, keep the hooks iu order, and his water pitcher filled, to pay tor her own tuition. Alice had not curled her lip at this offer, as perhaps you should think she would, lor she knew it had been made in the truest kindness, and accepted it gladly. I wonder if you were surprised when 1 siioke ot her "bright happy face," for she seemed to carry the sun shine with her even on cloudy days. Alice had a secret for this a wonderful secret which was simply this; she had chosen Jesus for her master, and she trusted him to take core of her, and all life, in his own best way. "If Jesus wanted me to have money to go to school," he said, "I suppose he has plenty to give me, and lie is very wise and kind." So she very seldom drew her forehead into ugly knots, or -concerned herself at all about these little troublesome mat ters. Indeed, this sunshine that she bad in her heart sometimes made the plain bread and potatoes seem almost like roast turkey andMce-cream. However, you know perhaps, that school-girls are not always wise or kind, and perhaps you have heard of those who acted very much in the same way as those Plumpton school-girls. Some of them had very silly and selfish fan cies. Indeed, two or three of them seemed to think that if a little girl could wear a silk dress, with two or three ings upon her fingers, antl perhaps a gold chain around ner neck, she was a great deal lietter than the little girl who knew her lessons perlcctly and kept the rules, yet who only wore the ornament or "a meeK anu quiet spirit," wnicn St. Paul thought best of all, Alice's gentle heart had liceu grieved again and again at the pride ot these little line-lad les about her. But the girls said she was so "poor-spirited," that she could only wipe a few tears away, and let an of fense go by. Alice came to school rattier later than usual one morning, and as she brought out her spelling book, she saw a party of girls in the bay window, talking over their lessons ami lun. it was mostly fun, to lie sure, as they was getting up a picnic for Saturday afternoon, and it was rather hard to think or anything else. What should they take? how far should they go? and where should they eat their dinner? were the most impor tant questions. "But on: gins," cried Dora Smith; 'have you heard what Mr. Dean said yesterday afternoon ? lie is going to try ins new row-Doat on tne river next week Saturday, and he says the girl who stands best in his opinion for all the time until then, as a reward shall go with him, and choose three others to go too." Oh, how nice it will be," cried Fanny Day: "I'm sure to stand as well as any one, for I've had perfect marks nearly every day lor tne last mouth "1 only had one imiicrfect mark last week," said uoia, stoutly "W no will you choose. Dora, if you go?" and "Fanny if it's you, choose me," were ncara on an sides Oh, I'll see, I'll see, girls," said Fanny. "Do look at Alice stare !" And Alice naa been staring true enough ; but only because she had forgotten her self, iu thinking how kind her teacher was, and what a charming thing it must be to go out on the river in his beauti ful, new row-boat. ion didn t suddosc for a moment. Mr. Dcane meant to take a shoemaker's child, did you?" said Fanny curling her pretty lip. She spoke very unkind ly, and very carelessly too, for I don think she quite understood what a very ONI INCH IN 8PAC M AJtS , jSQtiltL .', SPACE. 1 square. . 9 squares . 3 squares 4 squares 5 squares. 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Regular advertisemeau to be paid at the expiration of each quarter. ed with the gladness of it; for she was receiving a foretaste of the blessing promised to the "poor in spirit," for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven. And you remember "the Kigdom of God, is lint trinaf and 1iliilr Hut- trrVit-ASn&imra w aaii.tku uiiu tu iun a 1 w; vuai it.is, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost." "Her school life was more than ever troubled for some days after this. The girls was all so busy striving with each other for the highest marks, that they had less kindly notice than before, to spare for the quiet little girl, who never fancied that she, too, might haye been included -in the kind offer their teacher had made. She had an idea, perhaps, that this kind old gentleman must look upon her in much the same light as the girls had done. -Friday afternoon came round at last and the excitement of the girls - hail resetted its highest point; for before going home they were to know which of them should be honored by, Mr. Dean's approval, and sail in the new boat on Saturday afternoon. You can fancy how -eager they became when be called them Into his study after school had closed. Even little Alice was not left out. As he looked them all over through his gold bound spectacles, a good many little hearts gave great throbs of expectation, and two or three of the girls were very sure of going at all events. My children." said their teacher kindly but gravely, "I have a great re spect for 'poor spirited people;', that class of them, I mean, to whom onr Lord promised a blessing. I think their laims are apt to be overlooked in this I'orld, but they have their own sharo of comfort and 'the Kingdom of Jleav en' besides. Alice Norman has been very gentle and forgiving for sometime past no one can be poor-spirited in fhil wny without higher than earthly help. Xow I am pleased that Alice Norman shall name the party for our excursion to-morrow." "O! please, please Mr. Deane." cried Alice, rising quickly and forgetting her self in her eagerness. "I had a deal iither the others went indeed, indeed, would it Isn't a place for me. vou know; and if they only wouldn't be vexed with me all the time." . Mr. Dcane smiled kindly. "1 can not alter my rules. Alice." he said. "I think-you will have to name the party." v horn do you think she named ? "I will take Fanny Day. if vou please," she said, "and Dora Smith, and Xelly Beers, and" "Ana Alice Norman, that is all," said Mr. Deane rising to go. "I have noth ing more to say children." - "Oh! oh! dear me," said Fanny to Dora as they walked home trom school n she isn't just splendid I feel bo mean. 1 shan't snub her again. She's ust like why Dora I shouldn't wonder if it was just that little shabby red Bible that did It." Alice and Fanny became good friend from that day, and Fanny had learned in ner heart what really made Alice Norman so happy and content. MELANGE. LlVCi IDK . IOHTHIKG. nuchas a living one. only commentary story. That is about the such a A rOHJI EKCIAL EMPIRE. A London letter to the Boston Vost announces the speedy and final dissolu tion ot a company, whose name has been world-wide for centuries, whose wealth was at one time almost fabulous, and which exercised a sway over many mil- ions of souls as absolute as that of Ma homet over Arabia, or of Peter over Muscovy and Tartaric Asia. The East India Company is about to pass into history, not without leaving upon the annals of England the most marvelous and romantic story which nation ever nau to record. That, commerce should rear such an edifice, founded up on conquests as strange as tliose of Xer xes antl Philip of Maeedoii, as garnished with gold as the crowns of Oriental Shahs, and as firm, apparently, as the rock upon which Peter founded his Church, can never fail to be a wonder of the world. The achievements of the East India Company have given plots and experiments iu this direction have shown that there is only about one grain of gold to ten tons of sea-water, If we now consider that the surface of the earth - contains about 50,000,000 square miles ot ocean, and we take the average depth at 2 miles, we have 100,- 000,000 cubic miles of water. Further, a cubic rime of water contains in round numbers 130,000,000,000,000 cubic feet, and reckoning 30 cubic feet to the ton, the cubic mile of water weighs 4,000. 000,000 tons, and thus contains 4, 000, 000,000 grains, or about 1,000,000 ounces of trold. which, at 10 ner ounce, srives 16,000,000 worth of gold In every cubic mile. This is for the 100,000,000 cubic miles of ocean 111.000,000x100,000,000, or tl. 000.000.000.000.000. This surelr beats all the gold mines of Aautralia, Califor nia, and of all the world put together, now to get this golti out In an economi cal way, so as to make It .pay, is the problem which the chemists and metal liirgists xK coming ages are to solve ; and heaven knows! they will perhaps solve Thousands of men breathe, move, and live, pass off the state of life, and are heard of no more. Why ? They do uot partake of good in the world, and none were blessed by them ; none could point to them as the means of t heir re demption; not a line they wrote, not a word they spoke could be recalled, ana so they perished; their light went out in darkness, aim tney were not rcineni be ret I more than insects of yesterday v in you thus live ana die, o man im mortal! Live for something! Do good and leave behind you a monument ot virtue, that the storms of time can never destroy. Write your name by kindness love, aim mercy on tne hearts ot tnous- antls w ith whom you come iu contact, year by year, and you will never be for1 gotten.- No: vouc name, your deeds. will be as legible on me hearts you leave behind, as the stars on the brow of the evening. Good deeds will shine as brightly on tne earth as the stars ot heaven. Stacyville, Iowa, has carried sanitary inspection to the point of discovering that its "itrst case" ot smau-pox "orig inated In a letter received from Germa ny." If this be not an Instance of "post, ergo propter," we would suggest to Dr. anderpoel the necessity ol vac- clnatiuir the l'oreimi malls immediately It some day, antl suille wltJi pity on the I on their arrival at Quarantine, and stnd-1 prayer In lier heart, and checked poor diggers who now work for a few ounces of gold, by the sweat of their brows. Ing an inspector into every letter to see that no "cases of contagious disease arc couoeaieu therein." ugly thing she bad been saying. The tears rose to Alice's eyes. "Hush ! Fanny, aren't vou ashamed ?" said Nelly Beers. I don't care," Fanny persisted, "I don't want to go with such girls." "Alice." said Dora Smith, "whatever makes you wear such patched old dress es, any way? I'd coax my father for a new one it Isn't neat, you know." "Why because," said Alice, cheerily. though there were two or three tears in her eyes "father s poor, you Know "Poor: i should ttmiK soi poor as a church mouse," said Fanny; "I wouldn't come to school, if I could n afford to pay for it." "But lather want s me to learn, and people can't help being poor," said Alice gently, and still keeping up brave little heart. It was hard to be poop, but she remembered Jesus had been poor and despised as well as she, Poor little thing," said t anny nay, scornfully, "I shouldn't think she'd leel at home here anyway" 'Children," said a voice close by Fanny's side, "it wants only five min utesof nine o'clock, aud the bell will sound directly." Fiuiny turned quickly, with her sen tence only half uttered, and her checks covered over with blushes; the other girls all opened their eyes and mouth In a guilty frightened way, while only "poor-spii'iten" nine Alice, was not ashamed. The master looked at them all very closely through glasses, the bowing as though he had nothing against them, he passed on quickly to his study, tint you may suppose the girls were a little troubled in their ow minds, for they dearly loved the) teacher, and valued his approval, far more than any prize he might give. "I wonder It ho heard; oh! 1 won der if he heard," whispered Fanny greatly distressed. "It's all your fault you mean little troublesome thing. should think you'd just be ashamed of yourself. Alice Norman For a moment Alice felt angry and indignant, as 1 have no doubt, a rie many little girls would feel at being so unjustly accused. But she whispeted the. The Emperor of Morocco lias eighty Hla The "base-ball fever" is eminently "catching" in its nature. Cincinnati is 'getting itself nrettv thoroughly vaccincinnated on account of rumors of small-pox. Three boys and a girl were contribu ted to Milwaukee's census by an enter- - prising German matron last week. Legislative "stationary""bills in Iowa are no longer to be allowed to include hardware, groceries, or wearing apparel. Illinois is tinder marsh-al law as re gards chills and fever, and the inhabi tants can't keep qiu-elght without quinine. The late John Carpenter, of Mar- ' quette, Mich., knocked the ashes out of his pipe on the . head of a keg of blasting powder. A hardened and undiitiful renrohate. ged nine years, is under arrest in Peoria, 111., for robbing his father of a paper of tobacco. Thteves break in and steal in the Cin- iunati station-house to such an extent that the police have scarcely any clubs overcoats leit, antl tne authorities think of engageing a private watchman. Platte County, Nebraska, wants some body to do something wicked. It has a nice commodious county jail, but for eighteen months past has been unable to get a single prisoner to put therein. A Neapolitan lady who was very much "under the whether" has been quite restored by having the blood of a living sneep tram used into ner veins after all other remedies had been tried n vain. A Chicago city father propounds as the fundamental basis of Sunday liquor legislation the projiosition that "Whisky is a thing which cau be kept over from Saturday till Monday, but lager bier cannot." A noble Swedish spinster proclaims her desire to find Dr. Livingstone some more, which will doubtless cause that intrepid traveller incontinently to go and lose himself again in tho most im penetrable jungles attainable. The special agent of a New York in surance company having traced the origiu of some recent fires at Arrow KocK, jvio to incendiarism, tho alleged culprits were promptly hanged last week by a vigilance committee. A merchant of Hart ford. Conn., hav ing discovered a liaison . between his book-keeper aud his wife, took tho ter rible revenge or dismissing the former from his employment and sending the latter to live with his mother-in-law. A lisping American ultramontane up holds the assertion that "German Prote thtanth are more immoral than German Catholictli," because they are know to be "Lootlirr 'an" Christians who hold to the Roman See. Iowa has reduced the weight of its bushel of corn from seventy to sixty- eight pounds. Perhaps because Iowa'is- averse to hiding her candle under a bushel, and wishes to make the bushel light enough to obviate the necessity foi such a proceeding. Massachusetts wonders at the rise of a Delaware inillionuaire who began his mercantile career as a poor boy "by bor rowing nna investing it In apples. ' The thing that Massachusetts can't un derstand is how any one could lie so im prudent as to lend 7 to a ioor bov with out good security for princi'Mil and in terest. A gentleman who believes not at all In the holiness of Mr. Schuyler Colfax suggests to llarper's H'eek lg and Thomas .ast that a good cartoon might lie made by lepresenting theTeeent Vice-Presi dent immolated between his two bands. inasmuch as his stealing propensities are so much at variance with the sanctity of his trunk. unkind words that wanted to come After a moment's struggle, when the victory had beeu gniued,Tier face glow- The Merlden (Conn.) Kepubliean says that young America, having given up various collecting manias, has taken to collecting "business cards." - Of course it alludes only to the youth of Connecti cut, and generalizes too rapidly. If this lie not the case it w ill" be years liefore Mr. Pater's notions of a perfect festhetle life may have fulfillment in this unhap py land". "Floating island" is a very nice thing at dessert, hut it isn't so nice when It gets away from the desert " and float about so as to obstruct, davlgation, as is tho case iu Flagstaff Pond, In Maine, where a well wooded island several acres in size drifts around iu so capri cious a manner that the lubermen are obliged to tow it out of. the way by means ol oxen, in order to send their logs throngh the outlet of the pond into Dead River.