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soya. l> maiden! aileni sitting Braiding still Ihv golden hair; Round tiiv head il.e bees are lliUtng, Oeemtsur thee a lily fair. O mavd! with eves whose azure Holds a happy, joyous gleam. What hath charmed thy lawless leisure. Made thy life a fairy dream! Love hash lound mo sltliuu lonely. Whispered soft a charmed word. Kvertuore my heart beats only „„ to tho music ol shat word. O maiden l slowly pacing Crowned with braids of sombre gray; One set path thy footsteps tracing Up and down one lonesome way; O maid! with eyes whose weeping Tells of endless pain and woe. What sad vigil art thou keeping! What hath marred thy beauty so! Lose hath left me pacing lonely. Coldly bade me live alone; Evermore mv oath is lonely. Evermore I live alone! 1 ILLY. “Asked Tilly?” "Yes, actually. I heard him myself. Did you mr?” Miss Rosie Green, for all answer, look ed unutterable things. Miss I’usie Green look off her sundown and fanned her self vigorously with it. She looked warns; her face was Hushed with feeling no less than with the weather. She and her sister were no longer as youthful as their names suggested. Moreover, irri tation brings out the lines and wrinkles of a face, asAl it is unquestionably irri tating to bo passed over for a slip of a tiling, with a doll-baby face, not one’s own llesh and blood at that. “It's all pa’s fault,” Miss Rosie pur sued, presently. “He does spoil that girl so abominably. There will be no enduring her presently." “I shouldn’t be one bit surprised if Mr. Leonard makes so much of her just to please pa. Men are such time servers. Of course it's to his interest to keep in pa’s good books." “There they go now!” cried Miss Ro sie in an excited whisper, Hying to the window, and peeping through a crack in the shutter. “For goodness sake, don’t give her the satisfaction of seeing yon look at her.” “1 don’t care whether she sees me or not —not a rush. That old pink calico on ! Ido think she might have the de cency to make herself look respectable, riding out with pa’s young man.” “Fa’s young man! What a way to put it.” “Well, isn’t he, for the present? He’s reading medicine in pa’s office, I’m sure, and he takes the messages that are left, and tells pa afterward. For my part 1 think he is hound to be civil to pa’s daughters.” “Well, he is being civil to one of them.” “Yes. That’s the worst of the way pa treats Tilly. It’s real unjust to us. Hateful little piece!” A case of cruel step-sisters, you are thinking. However, there was no tie cither of blood or of marriage in this instance. Dr. Green had adopted Tilly, brought her with him when bo moved to Woodbridge fifteen years ago. She was a mere baby then, and his wife was still living, and cared fur the child like her own. She was a motherly soul, and loved babies. Her own girls had left infancy half a score of years behind them. Since her death life had not been so smooth for Tilly. Perhaps the Green girls would have been kind to another person in the same situation, but they certainly made life a burden to their little adopted sister. There is no accounting for likes and dislikes. It did not prove Tilly morally deficient because she aroused the worst feelings in Rosie’s and I’osie’s natures. It is an an unpleasant mystery why certain an tagonistic natures should be subjected to certain exasperating frictions. There are those whom it sell wild to feel the down of the peach. Others bite through the skin with unalloyed enjoy- incut. Mr. Leonard —he hoped to lie Dr. Leonard this time next year—drove a fast horse before a shining new buggy. It was a bright day, and he had a pretty girl beside him. His spirits rose to the level of the occasion. Tilly and he laughed and talked in away that would have driven Miss Posie frantic. I specify Miss Posie, because her sisters had ac quired two or three years’ additional resignation in which to bear the ills of sisterhood; wall-tlowcring had become almost a second nature. But Tilly laughed on regardless, She was happy. John Leonard was the handsomest, the best-mannered, the best-dressed young man she had ever known, and ho had singled her out for his especial favor. She was willing to believe anything of an auspicious fate. John Leonard compared her mean while to a wild rose, her bloom was so exquisite, her whole effect so dainty. Her large dark eyes were wonderfully bright and shining. I am afraid she was quite unaware how much they avowed as she raised them to John's face row and again. Prudence should have kept them averted, “I burned my linger to-day;” she said, displaying it, ‘‘taking the baked custard out of the oven.” “Why, the poor little linger! And such bad stuff as custard is, after all.” “Do you think so? Pa likes it.” “ Yes'. So did my mother. She al ways considered it an especial treat. 1 was a tender-hearted chap. It made me unhappy because 1 hated it; it seemed ungrateful.” Tillv thought this a delightful trait. “We often have custard,” she pursued. “ It’s so hard to think up new kinds of ~ “ And a great waist of brains.” “ Perhaps it is. 1 often wish 1 had more time for improving my mind. “ You should U<kf the time,” dog matized John. He had had it on his mind to say this. It struck him that Tilly’s education was shamefully neg lected. She wrote a wretched, scratchy little hand; she stumbled in reading aloud in reading an ordinary newspaper paragraph; she had once committed herself to the opinion that Vienna was in France. It was strange that beauty could be so illterate —strange, and a <hame. The poor child was kept drudg ing from morning til! night, cooking, sweeping, dusting. Why didn’t those two sisters of hers nut their shoulders to the household wheel? It was all they were good for. Someone had said that Tilly were not old Green’s own child. The’ more fool she to wear herself out in his service; but women were apt to be foots; they would slave themselves to death for any matt wno gave them a kind word. At least so his mother had always said. And old Green was cer tainly affectionate enough to the girl. Poorlittle thing, who could help being good to her? All this, while he kept up at the same time an animated conver sation with Tilly. Nor was that the last drive they took together. He asked her all the ofiner when he saw it made the "wicked sis ters," sis ho dubbed them, angry. As it proved, he asked Tilly far oftner than was good for her. This was only ass episode with him; with Tilly it was the most real experience of ITe. John Leonard seldom talked of his plans, hist he had .mapped out his career for bins. When he graduated in medicine he should become her father's partner, assd thsally relieve her father of the bssrdess of his practice, assd tlscss —ami then— Till/ always herself shared these air castles with John. This was a lotsg, lossg while ago—be fore the war, ahnost; accurately, at the very breaking out o( the war. Those drives occurred the April assd May when the first regiments were psst sis the field. At first John Leonard, who was ass Englishman, escaped tins war fever. Let those brothers tight out their own family quarrels. Mist gradu ally the soul of the war clarions "passed into his blood.” He must have a hand in this himself. A man must belong somewhere. So he coolly informed l>r. Green one day that ho had enlisted; ho was going to tight for his shoulder straps. "As for my diploma, I’ll wait awilc for that.” The doctor told him be \va-- mad, and urged him at least to wait a year. Hut much reeked John: it is a waste of words to answer a young man except according to his folly. John was an ar dent soldier hy this time, lie had come to America to seek his fortune; perhaps the way to it lay along the path of glory. When he came to hid Tilly good-by, she burst out crying. That settled the question as to their manner of farewell. He took her in his arms and kissed her repeatedly. This was decidedly wrong, decidedly imprudent, although they were only affectionate, brotherly kisses. Miss Kosio came in as ho released her. “Well, Matilda Green!” she cried, with lan intimation that meant any thing hut. well. But Tilly was too heart-bro ken to extenuate her conduct. She left i that to John, who s: id, good-naturedly, | “You’ll give me a kiss too, won't you. i Kosie? Remember, you may never see me again.” Ami he actually kissed her too. He wanted to put it out of her power to lease poor Tilly. She had been guilty of the same impropriety herself. Toor Tilly was wretched, wretched, after he was gone. But she was . buoyed up by hopes and visions. She | had a bravo picture, too, of John which he sent her when he was made a lieu | tenant. Oh, how proud she was when ’ that came! She fell that she was lighting I the battles of her country. She never forgot that speech of John’s i about improving her mind. She tried I hard to find time to do so. Her favor ite method was the composition of ict i tors to John, which were never sent, in i the course of which she would labor ously hunt out in the dictionary nearly all the words she wanted to use, to in sure their correct spelling. She also endeavored to find time to read such light literature as was contained in the weekly paper of the household. She read the love stories, to be sure, with an especial zest apart from their purpose as educators. They struck a kindred chord. One day John Leonard received in camp a copy of Ibis same paper—-the Woodbridge New*. It contained a marked paragraph. “Good gracious!” bs said, reading it, ‘‘old Green’s dead. How fearfully sudden!” His particular chum, Lieutenant Phil Ross, was standing by. '1 his gentleman was a cormorant of lacts —a trait which the thoughtless are apt to confound with curiosity; hut 1 contend Unit there is a dillerenco between inquisitiveness and acquisitiveness. Mr. Koss stretch ed out his hand for the paper. “Old Green? Hum! ah, yes—Dr. Green! By Jove! ‘Philbrick Green, formerly of Greenbrier, New York.’ I know the man. 1 hail from Greenbrier myself. So ho has turned up again, has he? ‘Woodbridge, Rockland county, Pennsylvania.’ An excellent place to be buried alive in. Been in Wood bridge, eli? What ever took you there!" "1 studied medicine in nr. Green’s office. There was an excellent opening for a country practice.” “la?t me see; be had two daughters— Rosie and Posie.” “Three.” “The third was only an adopted daughter. She accounts for my interest in him. Her mother was a distant cousin of mine. Left a widow with three children; utterly destitute. Sowed for a living. The Green’s took a fancy toher little Tilly, and offered to take her off her hands. She agreed, rather than let the child starve. The Greens moved away shortly atlerward. The last time I was in Greenbrier (I run up there every summer to see my mother) I found that my cousin bad married— a very well-to-do man, too. Her other children had died meanwhile, and she bad set her heart on reclaiming Tilly, Her husband bad made inquiries for Dr. Green, but to no purpose. He had made two or three moves since leaving Greenbrier, and no one knew where be had moved to last. My cousin was fret ting.herself sick. I can’t say that I pitied her as much as though she hail not given up her child of her own free will, to begin with. It always seemed an unmotherly thing to me. And here I have suddenly unearthed the girl." “ Luckily enough for her,” John opined. “Rosie and Posie will lead her a life of it, 1 dare say. They’ll have it all their own way now, and a very un {Jeasant way it is, as I happen to mow.” “ Had old Green, as you call him, any money?” “Should say he had. I hope he has left Tilly her share of it. She will get nothing by favor from those two close fisted old maids that does not come to her bv right.” “I’ll write to her mother this very day.” “ And I’ll write to Tilly,” John added. He wrote to the mother loo; he seem ed so anxious, as Phil said, to have his finger in every comer of the pie. that Phil waved his rights of previous ac acquaintanceship, ami permitted his friend to make the disclosures to Mrs. Eaton, Phil contenting himself with in closing a few lines to his cousin- in dorsing John's moral character in that young man’s own words. Speedily came tho answer. Avery incoherent, agitated, short little note front Tilly, so badly penned and ex pressed as to he almost illegible and un intelligible. But John made out from it that site was very unhappy, and would hail anv change with joy. Mrs. Eaton’s missive was blotted with tears. She had evidently a talent for letter writing, that is, for the writing of letters considered as essays. This one invoked blessings upon John’s head. It referred to the writer’s past sorrow ful life. It was a dirge. "She always had that whining way about her," Mr. K >ss eommentul, after perusing it. "Ooddlts her miser ies, you know.” Not long afterward arrived the news that Tilly had gone on to her mother in Greenbrier. John breathed a sigh of relief. He had learned that Hr, Green had died intestate. It would have been hard lines for Tilly, slaving all the rest of her days for those hard task-mis tresses, the “ wicked si tors,” The life long bondage seemed inevitable to John’s excited imagination. So several months passed. Then John applied for leave, on his doctor's advice, who said he needed rest. He had no mother or sisters to hasten to; who would receive him with open arms, and make each day he was at home a holiday. He had distant rela tions in England, mute m this country. Ho would have gone to Woolbridgo, as being the nearest approach to homo, had Hr. Green and Tilly still been there. Ho would like to see Tilly. She had oriod when he had bidden her good-by. He did not think that any one else had shed tears for his sake since. I’oor little Tilly! Pretty little Tilly 1 Ho had a great notion to go to Greenbrier and look her up. He wanted to find out whether she would be glad to see hint. He wont to Greenbrier. He found the decent, tidy, little brick house where the Eatons lived. He was shown into a dark little parlor. The woman who ad mitted him went up stairs to tell Miss Tilly so noiselessly that John thought she must he in her stocking-feet. And when Tilly came down to him she ap peared to have on list shoos. Every thing about the house was mullled. “ Mother has a dreadful headache,” Tilly explained; ‘‘she sutlers terribly with neuralgia." It was impossible not to see that Tilly was extremely agitated. The hand she gave to John was like ice, and trembled to his touch. He almost seated her, still holding her hand, and she looking up at him with the old wistful look in her eves. John was touched. He al ways hud liked Tilly. And, poor little soul, how thin she was! Was it pos sible that she had only exchanged one kind of bondage for another? She went out the front door with him when he left, and he saw them in the daylight how pale she had grown. The little wild rose had lost her bloom. He asked her to take a drive with him for the sake of old times. ‘‘You look as though you needed the fresh air.” “Yes, 1 do not gel out often; mother is so ailing.” On the evening of his last day in Greenbrier he made tip his mind that he would ask her to marry him. He had very little doubt of her answer, poor foolish child; for his own part, he fan cied ho was in love with her. At all events, he ought to be in love with some one by this time. Tilly was almost the Only girl he had ever known well. lint fate interfered with his intention. Mrs. Eaton was so ill that Tilly could not lie spared from her side for more than live minutes. She ran down just to say good-by. John resolved that he would write instead. He told Tilly he would write. “And take care of your self,” he added. She Hid not try this time. Persons who take an extreme view of human maladies would perhaps have said that she looked simply brok en-hearted. When John did write, it was a differ ent sort of letter from the one he had planned. On his return to camp he was confronted by a crisis in his life. A gay party from Washington came down to dance and tlirt in the tented field in lieu of the conventional hall room, Of its number was Maud (tale, who if ex perience goes fur any thing, should have been an adept in both dancing and flirt iug. A society girl par noelienrs, hut the first of the type who had crossed John Leonard’s path. Hhe had cultivated fascination to the full extent of her pow ers, and John fell an easy victim to her practiced wiles. He was bewitched. What if her hair were blondined, and her skin were whitened amt reddened, and her eyebrows darkened? John was as innocent as a babe about these mat ters. To him Maud was radiant in all the fresh beauty of young womanhood, Tilly? Hhe faded in his thought by con trast into such a mere dull mile coun try girl. Still bewitched, he became engaged to Maud. Hhe reasoned that she might do worse. Hhe had weathered a good many Washington campaigns now, young as she looked. Htil bewitched, he would have married her had n it fate intervened. Had he done so, he would infallibly have rudely awakened from his golden dream; hut he would doubt less have survived his delusion, just as other men and women have done before him. He might have found comfort in the reflection that lie was no more wretched than other men who like him had married—for love. He was still madly infatuated, how ever, when his regiment was ordered into liable—a battle which ended in victory for bis side, but which left him in a condition hovering between life and death. He was desperately w'ounded; and—poor fellow:—wnen they first told him that the amputation of his right arm was unavoidable, it teemed to him that he would rather die outright. A cripple! maimed! He thought of Maud and her strong, bright beauty, with a sickening sensation of unfitness. He lay at death’s door for weeks. Part of the time he was too ill to recog nize any one. Only the tendereel nurs ing, the most assiduous care, saved him. And when he finally opened his eyes to ! consciousness, noon w hat assiduous and 1 tender nurse do you supp. se they rested? It was incredible. I’pon whom but j gentle, care-worn, gazelle-eyed little filly! “How on earth-began John, then dropped otTto sleep again. It had been almost a year now since he had seen this dewy woodland rose. Ho had only written her one letter meanwhile, but that letter had been her heart’s sustenance ever since. She had laid it away among certain other memories of hers -memories which re tained their sweetness, like withered j springs of lavender. As the months sped by she made up her mind that | she would never see John again that ,he had forgotten her. This was her : presentiment. Hut she did not blame i John because he had not proved all I that sue had once hoped ho would; that ■ had been her mistake, but a mistake | which had been also her one joy and romance. She called him her good angel. In the dear Hebrew phrase, he had conic to her as in truth every good Fiend eotuVs to us as an angel of God. During this weary while her mother died. Fitly found herself without a tie in life. She might come and go as she pleased. There was a distinct desire in tier loving heart to do the one work for an unemployed woman just then. Hut it was some lit*lo time before she gathered courage io carry out her wish to become a hospital nurse. The alarming lirst step once taken, she went on easily enough. And she found an immense pleasure m thus being of use as she proved and of comfort to many sull'cring souls. The providence which directs small matters as well as great, appointed her duties in a certain ward in a hospital, where she came upon John Leonard’s white face one day, as he lay stretched on his cot of piJu, and die realised, with a sudden tumultuous rush of feel ing, that it was for Her, humanly speak ing, to tend him back to life. She fell as though this satisfaction more than compensated for all that sin l had suf fered -loneliness, neglect, disappoint ment in the past. There was little romance About Maud , Hale. She made some excuse for ' breaking her engagement as soon as i she learned of John's misfortune. She hail little faith in a one-armed man’s | being able to light the battles of life successfully. And success meant to her more than ailed ion; one might fall in love many times over. John fortunately found that the cure for ins disappointment lay in tin nature of the disappointment itself. “So weak a thing! so weak a thing!" So we come to the end, Tilly, com tinned her round of blessed duties, was greatly surprised when John told her, not many months after that, that she was the one need of his life. She had buckled down to work. When love came to her suddenly, its voice was as a voice in a dream. Rut she believed it—oh, how gladly! It is so easy for youth to be happy, to forget! Miss (late might have married a dis tinguished man, after all. Dr. Leonard graduated in his profession immediately before his marriage to Tilly, and his name by this lime is one that is well known among physicians. My impression is that no notilic alien of the wedding was sent to Miss .Rosie and Miss I’osie. Mr. I’hilip Ross was notified, however. He signified his cordial interest and approval. He felt, moreover, as though he had had a share himself in making the match. Rut then 1 have noticed that that is always the way liie unimportant important character fuels in all the novels and r \s. About Tigers. Tigers can lay themselves mo lint un the ground, and lie so perfectly motion less, that it is often a Very cany thing to overlook them. On one ocanion, when the I’urneah hunt wore out, a tigress that laid been ahot got under Home cover that was trampled down by a lino of about twenty elephants. The sports men knew that Hhe had been severely wounded, as they could toll by the gouta of blood, hut there was no sign of the body. Him had disanpeared. After a long search, beating the Hams ground over and over again, an elephant trod on the dead body lying under the trampled canes, and the mohout got down and discovered her lying quite dead. Him was a large animal and full grown. On anottier occasion Ueorgc was after a tine male tiger. He was following up fast, hot coming to a broad nullah, full of water, he suddenly lost sight of his game. He looked up amt down the hank and on the oppo site hank, but could see no traces ol the tiger, istoking down, he saw in the water what he first took to lie a large bull-frog. There was not a ripple on the surface of the poo), lie marveled much, and just then his mahout pointed to the supfiosui hull-frog and in an excited whisper implored (loorgeto fire. A keen look convinced (ieorge that it really was the tiger. It was totally immersed, all hut the face, and lying so still that not the faintest mo tion or ripple was perceptible. He fired and inflicted a terrible wound. The tiger bounded madly forward, and George gave it its quietus through the spine. A nearly similar ease occurred to old Mr. C. A tiger bolted lowaids a small tank or pond, and, though the line followed up in hot pursuit, the brute disappeared. Old C., Keener than the others, was loth to give up the pur suit, sod presently discovered a yellow ish reflection in the clear water. Peer ing more intently, he could discover the yellowish tawny outline of the cun ning animal, totally immersed in the water, save its eyes, ears and nose. He shot the tiger dead, and it sank to the bottom like a stone. Ho perfectly had it concealed itself that the other sports men could not for the life of them im agine what old C. had fired at, till his mahout got down and bagan to haul the dead animal out of the water.— S/K/rt and Work on (As Nepavl Frontier, Maori. Tint Yellowstone valley is one of the most fertile tracts on this continent, and since the extension of the northern Pacific road across the Missouri, is rap idly filling up with settlers. Humor. An Amsterdam newspaper speaks of a man who was fatally injured while attempting to commit suicide. How are of dried apples; they live not wisely hut to swell.- I'hikide'phiii ('Area "Madam,” said a uamp on Cottage Hill, "would you give me an old pair of pants, for l.m starvin’ to death,”- -.Yer ri*tvwn UnwU. Mamma: Well, Freddy, what hymn did you have at church tins morning? Miss Kussell (prompting); Hun of my Soul. Freddy (promptly!: Sun of Miss Russell's soul. /■(in. How this world does progress, to he sure. V quarter ot a century ago such a thing as a "shoo artist,” or a “profes sor of the Unisonal art,” was unknown. We hud to worry along with shoemak ers and Fat hers, .Yon if/oirn Hmild. You prohahiy have noticed that a t’y never expresses a positive opinion of any subject: he shindy specks so. (lhagram furnished on application.) , (moot Hit/; K’Ujidnr. Wliat is more deserving of our sytu pa thy than a young man with fifteen j cents in his pocket, a girl on each arm, | and seven ice-cream signs in sight ? \ Middbiown A Texas chap shot live men and no attention was paid to it, ljut one day he stole a mule, and in lass than an hour the infuriated citizens hanged him, Od (V/y IVrrick. fit-for*tat Mamma (to Hamilton, who has been put in 'lie corner heoanse he would not say "please” “You may come out now, Hamilton!” Hamil ton “Not til! you say ‘please,’ mother!" Lmion I'unch. A “Hardly Ever" temperance society has been formed down east. When a mem her is asked if ho drinks he says, “hardly evoi, hut it I do, it is about this time of day." hjrcfnvijit, A sewing-machine agent, who was very ill, being told that ho must prepare to pay the debt of nature, wauled to know il it couldn't he paid on the monthly installment plan, ('iurinmi/i Soturdtu/ Miihl. A subscriber wrote to i journal to make some inquiries about the next world's fair, whereupon the wicked edi tor replied that he was under the im pression that the next world wouldn't liave any fair. \ man was taking aim at a hawk that was perched on a tree near his chicken coop, when his little daughter exclaim ed, “Don’t take aim, pa; let it go oil' by accident!" "Why so','" asked her lather. "Oauso every gun that goes oil by accident always hits somebody!" “A hi 111 yuiiHfcr i'hmlon, in u noun, \vi •How; Hill it'll int'. my tloiir, I* it ihoimm m FnminotiY" liovrh Mil tv Muhliiml •ml uxtlHluiml, •\VIt v, I vow, 1 think tliitt a ki"H in both (iropi'i mid com* mon. M The follow ing testimonial of a certain patent m< dioine,speaks for itself: "Dear Sir: Two months ago my wife could scarcely speak. She has taken two bot tles of your 'Life Uenewer,’ and now she can’t sneak at alt. Please send me two more bottles. I wouldn’t he with out. it."- A'em's/oiea II mi Id “Professor,” said the sneeky soph, "is there any danger of disturbing the mag netic currents if I examiifhthal compass too closely?" And the stern professor, loving his little joke, prompt ly respond ed: ‘ No, sir; brass has no ell'eet what ever upon them;*' thereby scoring three against the unsuspecting man ol cribs. Avia (.hlumhuma, A rather llashy dressed young Indy m company with her mother was com ing out of church, and while walking down the massive stone steps the old lady slipped and went headlong to the sidewalk. The daughter, horror-strick en, hid her face in a handkerchief, and instead ot helping her mother up, blurted out, "Oh, mother; such an idea! How o,mid von fall here? You’re per fectly awful.' I’m sorry I came out with you?”- New York Kxprrm. Mr. I’. T. Itanium relates that on one occasion, when I’lneho Cary was at liis museum looking about at the curiosi ties, he preceded her on the stairs, and had passed down Iwo steps. She, intent ly waehing a big anaconda in a ease at the lop of the stairs, walked on and fell. He was just in time to catch her in his arms and save her from a dangerous fall. "J am more lucky than the first woman was who fell through the influ ence of the serpent," remarked Miss Cary,'ns ahe recovered herself. Seventeen Tlkmisuiiil Hexes, The Ismdon correspondent of a Liv vei pool paper says; ‘‘The labors of the tpiccn are more onerous than those who look upon royalty as a round of pleasure may believe. For example, it may not he generally known that during tha six months prior to the de parture of her Majesty for Itavono, about boxes, containing disp palcbes from the various <h partmenls of stale, were forwarded to the (jueon at Balmoral, Windsor, ole,, for he* Maj esty’s perusal, consideration, signature, etc. This statement I received from one in a position to know its truth. During the last twelve months the num ber of telegrams (lowing into the for eign office, day and night, from all parts of Europe, have been unprecedented, probably, in any previous administra tion. The India Office, the war office, and the colonial office have each con tributed enormously to the dispatches received by the tjueen, many hundreds requiring her sign manual. The duty, moreover, is not affected by alienee, as, for example, at Haveno, the post brings daily a heavy bag hi the chateau, while the telegraph supplies work for the interval.” Hlseralilrnm. The most wonderful and marvelous success, in cases where persons are si< k or pining away from a condition of inis* erablcness, that no one knows what ails (hern, (profitable patients for doctors,) Is obtained by the use of Hop Hillers. They begin to cure from the first dose and keep it up until perfect health and strength is restored. Whoever is afflict* edin thus way need not suffer, when they can get Hop Hitters. Bee ‘‘Truths” and ‘■Proverbs” in another column. Ax Italian firm has ordered a supply of 100,U00 tons of coal from the United Htates. Scan Mag in England. The Isondon Truth says that a divorce suit is impending which will create a prvidigious scandal in British high life. The injured husband is a Peer, not yet 80 year* of ago: the respondent is sev eral years younger, and the daughter ot a wealthy commoner of old family; and the correspondent is a groom—a voting fellow of -1. Kveryatlomnt has been made by the lady's family to hush the matter up. tail without success, the husband declaring that he will not re main mat hie to marry for the rest of his days. The most curious part Af the story is that the now disunited couple have not been man and wife more than two years. The Meanest Man in the World. or nil Hip m*n characters thsl have row* nn dcr or ohscrvsitnn. the meanest ,>r ail U the dys cynic, lo whom grumbling has become second luilnrc, The weather Is always 100 hot or too ilr'. Iho most Is too rare or 100 thoroughly cook oil, 100 Cat or too loan in short, ho grumbles shout every tiling n.'iu Ms ootfee lo Congress, tlo is always In want of something he Ins not, slid lor*vor discontented with "Imlcrer helms. Contrariness Is his illtllllgillslilHg trait. U his w iIV desires to spend the evonlttif with a(tlend he insist* upon staving st homo, tlo warns sll his bachelor IVlrUils lit hswar* of man limner. Ills brain la so tall ol whims sin! crotchets. there is little room foi te non oi souse Hut the dyspcnllo c.tlllc tenches the some of dlsagreeshlencss when diseased In! r has supplemented Iho grumbling hv hi I'ivhoiulliH. then the sllshis'-i nnl'losssllt i livumsisncels inaguUlcil Into something inouien ions suit torrlhle. The victim becomes distrust ful of his In st friend*, Hint s i soil* of Imniilssry evils hsnnl the weskouoil brain This )ilomr Is mu overdrawn, ss Until sands ol homes ran sliest homos in which domestic hsntnncss smt har mony have been wrecked In malum; more thsu dyspeptic inl cluvnlc disease of the liver, tilvcu s sound slomsch and a lieallhfnl liver and Iho u'snlts will almost tnwilahly he health and a chcerflil temper Hr. Pierce's tlolden Medical lU.scoverv ami I’lcasanl Purgative Pellets are un failing icniedles for sll chronic dlsossosof Iho slomsch and liver, Urngglala mark thorn as the most popular domestic rsmsdtsa on their list. Mason A Hamun Oahinet Organa are certainly the heat of this class of instru ments in the world, and at the pl iers at which they are sold, which are only a little higher than those of very poor "igniiH, they are also cheapest. The musical click of the croquet halls and the client mate swe-u- word of the vintage pastor are simultant'ons ripples on the smooth current of this wicket, wicket world. A’cir /hunt l\r,/i'ttrr, TitK tone of the Mendelssohn Upright Piano is of groat depth and power, r*>- Hemhling that of a grand piano, while the touch is perfection itself,— HuiUny fen (I'/.) CVipjxr, Feb, 17, 1870. Pft Tn T' OLOKST and BIST 1111 I 1) lliiolnoiii (ult.-ur 1 'alalnmi.i flee. Amin s* C lIAVI.IKS, |)|||l|K|ll(>, ill. Awninns fill I 111 llJOtVaier proof Rovers Nltftt*. Whitlow Hhiltli'*. i’tO. Mr HU AY A lIA K Hit, HHxVIUM. I’HIIhI •!., ('lllnigii, N*M.( fnr Ifliixh >ifnl JT.tuf. rupw Akf*H r ACT U Ai A nr*' I'*' 1 '*' * U *• WorM TriAlfMltfAlM Ao I M IV! A T l’eri..-41'o . 1H Vtb 111 I'htTsi nj HDIIIM Hnlilt niitl MklitnUmMsii Thoiit* IJI 111 KVliiiiiln i* U'o ho not to i up.Mi.K I' Mm itl tjtilut') ,MJch. VOUNC " month llnmll Hlnry \vh(lt'h'iirnln{. hlhidtloii ‘*r uUhi.i *,iiittHfin UVUMiilii*.Mnnmf'r..iiini'svtno.w * • IK VOIt NoifotiA hnlillUY, or }f! 11 ‘l'd ill IUsrOAO.SIMHI fol’ UlOsilHIIHl ImIOI.W lilt'll t t'l 'l •u nii.mt ttiom.#Hoiil hivtlihl (or i*o fc' umpi V rtrcAA hr. IUNIiAHXUt, II fcUtlUon*U Mlll'KMO, 111 Mothoi-8 nml Nnrn’B! Honrl fir pmnphht on IhiluoV I 00.1, ulvlnu von iMliltt'Ms hi full, to WOhl.Hlrll A c’O.,Kolo Manufm'luror* for Amnion. Hjtri'i it t|i n1 i A Si|ll itre IHIOB, nml ohi'iiy* ti'hoWi*. I.ovoi Hut I* r - Workor lllil.lt', IU'HI lIIAtnUI lIMI .I, nml I'Vri) Oilniti miti Mm lii - Worker tiwmitOort ox to lly U 8 i<'pri'Nnh'.l. Omi i hum ut w ltoh’Hulo wliont w ' hui.' no Hem! poKhi) for rlrniliir. lUTIH, Fort Alklnson.WM (Hjn AMIIItK’AN WATCH! I f \ Over I 7,0110 now In ihms I I .lowrls, I I’hroHoiurlt r hiilmiri', mhUlh'tl, rolu B||v n - I'(inn. t'oiupl. io wnit’ll htlulin 0 ok, A wuh’h iifumUy mild for IJIO. Wo ilmi ulmcl ufi.l pny nil KApri'BB ohurgoii. (Mh oxamlno wMoh hoforr pill lUK Hi’iul for pmilphll'U IMM.Ir-N -111.; NT \V ATl'll lU. KrcOnnlw, N. V I WANT A LIVE AGENT JfJMimiWW.R.tBBSt . will *i nil an mil 111, ivllh pamphletsln advertise, by innll in.*l |uilil. Tills 1 a K'"" 1 npporttlbllv In nui-nln l ml.I s.iiii.dlilnK I<> (liidr IncoHin Without ilftkliiu .i ni. Writ* for particulars l W. H, COMSTOCK, Morristown, st, l.awrcucn no., New York. MASON A HAMLIN CABINET ORGANS /aoimulr.i(*.l Inti by lllltllltsT MCNUItS A T * LA w-uii.n s sxi osiriuNs marwfct.vK TKaaa, >l, l I‘•rlt, IM.J, Vlanua, HO, Kaoilaeo, IS!*, J’hll adsH.bla, Ih,(|j iTiiU. lln. ft ll> l Ilrml Swedish Hold Mfttlftl, .*7II tlnly atom (can means star swardw£ nlsl.sst honors at any •ml. Hold for rash urlustall taenia lllujlr.il.f t'dfuloffu*, ftnd (Hrmilftrt will. ft,w it, in *mi prloM. Miiljrftft Mftft.m a UftMLM Qo. Hufttop, aw OUlftftftft. / PlAUnfis hum .. _ I , V lltnUwi'rL.'M-i.iiliwt. I."iuit*~ ft*Nm M*tl.iifth> i. k ft.nl* ini *i|..r.'M dm-ftt up i*l.t* Is Aiu*rl*ii—lJl,.Ml In u* IManoft "•.iVtft*. fti.ui on lr)l—l'ftiftiiwi.ii ir..*, Muslim^. U- sons )'uo Cos., 21 K UUI Hifinl. N. V. WAMTKiiJ- w ni rftliftblft, wi.miiiftimn thmliiK ftK p Ut l ox'll county not Ukti, u> Ink* til* •lllftulO.lt itllCl Of tCHft. . ..flci'ft ftiut bftklng powder. Our tnudi r ftll of lb* Ix'ftt qiiftllty, ftua Wftrmulwl toTv*ftUf.aioD, Our prf.'* r* low •nouiib to RUftiftiilnfttlift g*ni ft Urifft, li*rmnul n l Buiulftiilljr Increftnlni Inula. Such l*ruu will b* mad* timt ftßonia wi.o can raU* only ■ imall amount of toady tub will ba rnubiod to liandlft alb lb* goods thny ran •■■II, and oxcluitT* territory win b Hivon. Kurfurlbnr |>artlculariaddrtHl'a<ipla'* Tea Com pan/, box jam Ut. Luulq Mu. and .-*(■ .a."*, or He*** a larftt* cu...inlftel.d., ioa.-ll our .■* I wiiii.l. r fill ln**Mtl.il. b *ir ohal wan*, taujpl, r.... add(*Sß*ne*e9., Mata hall, Midi. TRUTHS. 3 lloi> Itlilerr me (lie I'ureet end lleet ■lllleie ever mmln. J Tlh-v nr* ciirnjimindfd from llop, liurlie, I Kiiiiilinkf ami liandi Hon. (be oldert. beet, I ii tnon valuable nii illiiiieit In Urn win Id and I rmiuln nil Hi* hurl end Biorl curative piop- H m i l. ill ml hi her llliterr, belli* tbo lirealurt I /;/</ /'.r(lfrr. /.lire Hnjutalor, and l.lf | mid Hi nil ii UenturliiK A*tH on eailb. No I dlreate ur 111 health ean poaalbly lon* mint I where these Illume me m>ed, eo veiled end I perfect err lliolr operntlune. I They (five ew life mid vlimr to (he *ed I end Infirm. To ell wtioeerniploymenUcauae I Irieuolanty of the bowela nr urinary organ*, nr Who leijutre en Appetizer,Tome end mild Him ills m, there llltiere nr* Invaluable, bo- Imr liipphl curative, tonic end ell ululating, without l/iluxlcallnij. No mallei what your feeling* or aymptoms err, what Ihe dleeer* or ellmeul le. uru Hop llltiere iKjii't wall mini you ere rich, hut (f you only feel bed or inlacrable. • lb Biller* at one*. Il may rave your life II iindred* have been • lived hjr enduing. J r will he paid for e care Ihey rrimol > tire or help. Ho mil eiilTer jourrelf or lei your (fiends inf ter,hut tine ami uige them to lire Hop llltlert. Heineinher, Hop II Iter* la no tile, drugged, drunken noalrura, but the iiiirert end Host Medicine ever mede; the Tncatld i frltni and llot.r" end no perron or family rhouM be wllhou; them. Try th* UiUtn to day. Try Hop Cough Cure and Pain Relief. ! Kor trie by ell dragglrU. WsCOHSIWu BUSKERS' UNYoT Madison, Wil,