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He was under an umbrella. I was walking unsheltered through the pour ing rain. As we were both going in the same direction, it was but natural that he should offer me part protection of his umbrella, and also that 1 should accept the offer. Then he informed me who he was, and pointed out his residence, which was a handsome building of brown stone. His name was Livingstone, he said, and he dwelt all alone in that spacious house—alone, not counting the servants, I mean, for he required many of them to keep such a place tidy and in order. I felt very proud walking beside this wealthy man; and I wished, oh, how ardently, that some of my ac quaintances would see me in my glory. Hut I was disappointed there. I did not tell Mr. Livingstone much concerning myself, for my father was one of the unfortunate “horny-handed sons of toil,” and I am sorry to say I felt ashamed of our circumstances. The way which we took together lay along several blocks, and as we went that distance I had ample oppor tunity to discover that my friend was a charming, a fascinating companion. I thought I had never seen a man whose smile was so sweet, and whose \vn« cn cnft- ^ these qualities was a power which he possessed of interesting his listener. When he got out beyond my depth, poor ignorant creature that I was, he would kindly return and teach me how to follow him. We reached only too soon the cor ner at which we were forced to part, and he said, regretfully: “I am exceedingly sad because we must separate so quickly, but we will probably meet again to-morrow morn ing, ns we both go this way. Good bye, and many thanks for your com pany.” During the remainder of that day my thoughts were concentrated on Mr. Livingstone: and after awhile I began to wonder if he would think frequently of me; or if there was some other girl that occupied my hero's mind to the exclusion of myself. You see I already called him my hero, not on account of any striking heroism on his part, but I admired his appellation. Now that idea of another girl was tor turing, so I concluded to cast it away. He had told me that he was alone on this side of the ocean, and I intended to believe him. The next morning 1 arose long be fore my usual time, for I feared that 1 might fail to meet Mr. Livingstone. 1 arrived at my street many moments too early, and had to walk around till he came. When he did appear, he seemed as glad to see me as 1 was tc see him. Thus we met as by appoint inent day after day, and I kept grow ing fond of my companion. No one was aware of this acquaintance, for I let it remain a secret, and guarded my secret as something sacred. I was pleased then to think that none of my associates had observed me walking with Mr. Livingstone, for I felt that questions about him would be decided ly impertinent. One sad morning I was a trifle late, and yet I hoped to meet my friend. Yes, there he was, coming down the street a little faster than usual, 1 thought, and looking graver, too. Instead of stepping beside me, as he always did, he turned and went on the other side of the way'. And he had seen me, too, I knew. What could be the reason that he acted so? This was the question which troubled me for the rest of the day. When I went home I looked such a picture of de spair that mother supposed I was sick, and insisted on giving me a dose of horrid, bitter medicine. I took the dose, but it did not cause me to regard Mr. Livingstone’s conduct ns anything but positively cruel. On the following day, as though to make amends for his ill-treatment, lie came rapidly toward me when 1 neared liis door, said lie was delighted to be hold his daily companion, and laid in my hands a paper of delicious candies. Then 1 was again happy, and mother triumphantly remarked that the med icine liad benefited me greatly. Blit there came another day when my hero acted in the same despicable manner, and once more 1 felt unutter ably sorrowful. Right in the midst of that sorrow came the inevitable dose of bitter medicine. The next day Mr. Livingstone presented me with a beau tiful book, and was altogether so ten der that I readily regained my former buoyant spirits. I had thought of asking him to explain liis conduct but somehow my courage failed. “Wliy should I question his actions?” I said to myself. “He is rich and grand, and I am a poor, insignificant creature.” However, Mr. Livingstone continued to act just that way. At times he was very kind to me; then again he would seem to avoid me. One day I "would be exalted to the seventh heaven ot bliss, the next, fallen to the depths of despair. On these latter occasions al ways came a mammoth dose of dread ful medicine. One lovely Sabbath morning my heart bounded with joy on seeing Mr. Livingstone enter our church. But I felt very sad and heavy when I ob served an elegantly dressed lady fol low him into the pew. Of course, he had no smiles, not even n nod of rec ognition for poor little me, who ivas so unhappy. Now the dose of medicine grew to such an extent this time that I began to think I would put a stop to it in some manner. So the following morn ing I made up my mind that I would question Mr. Livingstone at all haz ards. I met him, and he was his kind, loving self once more. “Mr. Livingstone,” I ventured, “when I saw you yesterday—” “But you did not see me yesterday,” he interrupted; “you forget that yes terday was Sunday, and the day be fore was Saturday; why we haven’t met since Friday.” “But I saw you in church,” 1 said boldly. “What church?” he asked, looking surprised. “My church,” I replied, for I was commencing to wonder if I had been dreaming. “I was not there,” he returned, smil ing. “I am a good Baptist, and I never attend Methodist places of wor ship.” Then I looked perplexed I did not know what to say. “Perhaps it was my brother,” Mr. Livingstone added, after a pause. “In deed. I remember now he did attend your cnurcn yesieraay morning, nave I never told you about biin? I had an idea that I did. He came from Europe some weeks ago, and he and his wife are to live with me. He resembles me so wonderfully that strangers can never distinguish us apart.” Light had dawned on my troubled mind. How I had wronged him. Somehow he guessed what I was thinking of. “You have probably met my brother a great many times,” he said, “and I suppose always took him to be me, and thought I was slighting you. Is that it?” he asked kindly. I nodded yes. while tears filled my eyes. “Don’t you know that I think too much of you to slight you?” he said, laying his arm caressingly around my neck. “I only wish that you were mine, so I could have you always near me. Could you not come and live with me?” Then I thought of my mother, and the idea of parting with her led me to discover that I could not do it, even to go with my hero. “We could always be the darlingest friends; but I never, oh, never, could leave my dear mother,” I replied. I am sorry, romantic Daisy, that I cannot for your sake make this into a love story; but I can’t, honor bright; for Mr. Livingstone was an old man, and I a sixteen year-old girl. AN ALLEGED CURE FOR HEAD ACHES. James Carley, of this town, a jour hatter, recently suffered for a week with a severe headache. Every pos sible remedy was resorted to without relief. Finally one of his shopmates informed him that D. B. Wilkes, living in the upper end of Kingstreet Dis trict could cure it without fail. Ac cordingly Carley set out to find the man who possessed the panacea that could relieve him from his untold suf *_:_ nr„ itt; 11_ _i- _ _ __i- •_ iVlllig, XUI . If AUXlsO) IT 11U.70 woou pauuu is a farmer, received him cordially and at once assured him that he could cure his headache. He requested Car lev to accompany him to the old cider mill, which they entered, and Mr. Wilkes pulled out from beneath the press a box covered with a coal sieve. From the box he took a live black snake and wound it around Carley’s neck. Strange as it may seem, almost instantaneously the pain left his head and has not returned since. Mr. Car ley and his friends vouch for his cure. Mr. Wilkes also cures sprains and swellings in the same way. He ex plains the matter on the principle of animal electricity, which he supposes that the snake possesses. If a cure is effected in this way the writer thinks that the pain is frightened out of the patient by the horrid application. Danbury, Cunn., News. Customer—How much are southern strawberries now? Healer—I can now sell them for $0 a box. Customer—Can’t afford that. It is too high. Healer—Hut only a week ago the price was $10. Customer—Does the box go with the berries? Dealer—Oh, 3-es! Customer—And a piece of plush? Healer—Plush! What in the world do 3’ou want with plush? Customer—To cover the box after it is empty. Healer—Wli3T, what for? Customer—It would make a lovely thimble case. The live stock, carriages and harness belonging to Miss Mary Anderson, the actress, were sold at public sale by her order, at Long Branch, recently. The Kentucky mare, Maggie Logan, for which she paid $1,200, but which is now blind, was sold for $105. This animal was for 3’ears her favorite sad dle horse. The horse Clio Denmark, which she purchased in 1882 for $450, was sold for $190. About $1,200 was realized from the sale. KISSING A SENORITA. “Senorita, I kiss your feet, (alios'.'' This is the parting salute contained in a note just finished to a young Mexi can friend. Of couree I do not intend to kiss her feet, but it is the proper caper here, and I have conformed to it. By the way, the Senoritas have but a faint idea of kissing—that art from which so few possess the capaci ty of extracting the most available ec stacy—and I one day offered to show a dark-eyed, raven-haired young lady how log Americanos performed the act. She laughingly agreed—it is unneces sary for me to say that the male mem bers and duenna were out of the way— and I advanced upon her; mv left arm encircled her waist, extending over the right shoulder downward; my right arm bent at the elbow, afforded my hand an opportunity of accumu lating her dimpled chin. Gently put ting back her head and throwing a look, or rather a rapid series of looks of unutterable nothings into my eyes, I gazed clean through lier’s for a mo ment, and then with a long breath I tapped her lips. It was a revelation to her; she quivered visibly, but, in stead of returning my kiss, she broke away from my embrace and ran off to lock herself up, frightened, pleased, but astounded. I was satisfied that I had done myself and country credit, although, to be candid, it was merely ci uifi udiiudi u[jciiuiuu wiiii me, uuiie for the sake of effect, as I did not care for the girl. I think she remained in maiden,meditation for two days, but at last I saw her, and she told me, with a deep blush, that she wished she had been born in America, to be kissed like t h at .—Excha nge. (treat preparations will be made for the unveiling of the Monmouth Battle Monument, at Freehold, some time in October. General Sewell has agreed to order the Second Brigade to attend, and a detachment of United States troops is expected to escort Secretary Lincoln, whose presence is anticipated, with that of President Arthur. The Secretary of War, in visiting Mon mouth County, will pass not far from the home of his ancestors, who re moved from New Jersey 120 years ago. The national interest in the unveiling is directly due to the Government’s appropriation in aid of the monument scheme, which ex Governor Parker and Senator McPherson obtained, a bit of work of which the ex-Governor is not unreasonably proud. The managers of the Monument Association hope that by Summer following the unveil ing, arrangements will be complete for the entertainment and amusement of visitors from Long Branch, for whom especial provision is to be made, and who are expected to find much of in terest in the battle-field monument, ante-Revolutionarv Tennant Church and similar objects. A Leap Year Spoiled.—It is ex® plained that the year 1900 will not be a leap year, although it is divisible by four without a remainder. In order to make calendar and solar time agree as nearly as they can be got for many centuries to come, the Georgian calen dar drops three leap years out of every four centuries, and these omissions are upon such leap years as will not divide by -100 without a remainder—although they can be divided evenly by four. The year 1000 was a leap year, but 1700 and 1800 were not, and 1900 will not be. 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Washington and Laurel Sts., BRIDGETON. iihitntm | The best and most complete > hand book ever published on W t he proper management of all t kinds ot Cage ihrds and Par- w rots, with descriptions of A diseases and how to cure A them. All the best styles of a cages in use are illustrated Q and tho prices given. There n uro also instructions for the ft management oft he aquarium. Js Also a list of small pet ani- G mals, fowls, pigeons and dogs, and the prices they are worth. BiRO'FOQD CO. : j \ ?37 SOOTH, EIGHTH ST.,FHM..\ Cleaning and Dyeing The finest fabrics, without injury to the tex ture. All garments Cleaned and Dyed without ripping. Gentlemen's Fine Suits Cleaned or Dyed and Rebound and made to look as good as new. Ladies’ Coats, Dresses, Shawls, Table and Piano Covers, Feathers, Laces. Flowers, &c,. Cleaned and Dyed in the most Fashionable shades. Wool, Silk or goods of any texture are treated in a manner that can but give satisfac tion, and at the very lowest prices. JEPPE KNTJDSON, up 3-tf No. 32 N. Laurel Street. T. iLATCHLEY PUMPS BUY TJfEBEST. DLATCHLEY’S TRIPLE ENAMEL PORCELAIN-LINED OR SEAMLESS TUBE : COPPER-LINED up P Do not be argued into buying inferior Goods. Iror Halo by the beat houses ia tho Trade. rCHLEY.tYlanuf’r, V-:3 MARKET ST.. Phllnd’a. \.1 c.o to mo for name cf -icmuyt Ay;, lit. (f QP a week at home. 85.00 outfit free. Pay J>00 absolutely sure. No risk. Capital not required. Reader, if you want business at which persons of either sox, young or old, can make great pay all the time they work, witli ab solute certainty, write for particulars to H. Hallett & Co., Portland, Me. dee 27-tf SILKS! SILKS! SILKS! I HALL’S are now opening some Bargains in Black Silk. Among them are three lots at $i, $1.25, $1.50. These are the best value we ever offered for the money; exceptionally good color and WARRANTED NOT TO CUT IN WEARING. A SPECIAL BARGAIN in all colors at 75 cents; cheap at 85 cents. One lot soft heavy colored Silks at $1.00; sold last year at $1.25. One lot 21 inches wide, very heavy, $1.25; worth $1.50. SUMMER SILKS! SUMMER SILKS! In a great many different styles, 37 i-2c., 45c., 50c., 56c., 60c., 65c., 70c., 75c. up. Novelties in Dress Goods, At the right prices. HALL’S, 26 South Second St., Philadelphia, f CARPETS! FURNITURE! Call and examine the stock of Furniture and Carpetings, At our new warerooms, 1022 and 1024 Market Street, Philadelphia, C. IB. SCOTT &c. CO. Late of Second Street, but entirely removed. mar 13-3m s 3mf THOMAS M. LOCKE. C. C. STEWART All Kinds of Carpets, Oil Cloths, Mattings, Window Shades, Rugs, etc., etc. Parties furnishing will do well to call on us and examine our goods before buying. Special inducements to cash buyers. We respectfully solic it a share of patronage from our Now Jersey friends. Mew Store. 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