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"This world is of no importance. vThe world wo never aw is, of course, the red Ufa. Let mo cive you an ex act description cf iti crytital Ptreams And waving palms and golden harps !" 60 he told with fine diction and energy the ttory oi Revelation. Tormy Downcs had never looked Into thatr hjectmuch, as he had a sort of nat ural reO $on in his humility. Hut he listened k Ik . -, ended the my unimportant,if true r er and lower, and the news .with hira of nights. Miss llnoroke, too, relented, and o.iital to give him the honest ernorso and tears, d she, "make an effort to live 1 . . vou only try. I see for us a , if not here, in the world be- e. Whisper to me what death : V O ,'ttll me what you see !" He was Just going as he kissed her d answered in his dving breath : -H.liltr nnimrwrirtiiTit If rilfl !"' entlenesa, and when it was all ie priest -waitoii for. a rejoinder, t-f"d lafierer cordially ex r 1 . - r 1 1 ' ? n a m M .V J i II' - 111 4 iVVVViJT. il mi hones' T mTI boriotisly pro- ' l-'" prinluce a K" I III 1 'J v.-i' III Dow Hi's, I wel 1 you, sir, the Ever seme I ie life of Hon in it was Hen. ive? or do I corrected ever then, I wanted a man for my ary, to stagger s with them air ler holts Hen in took from , and that, I an', you are g(od at. Mr. 1 in a plain reckon n. , . i .1 an Iiat do you .t, nowT' the gTeatost efTort of Honanza's life ipumel with cuss-words. d bjick behind his own eloquence lulling, and pulling his long chin do ye say V repeated Bonanza to ecretary. y was already wiping his glasses ing the arcana with his mind for a e reply. int hay f" exclaimed Bonanza aain, d in his comjiliment. e-he-hihl" exploded the Nestor of the 1. "Highly unimportant, if true 1" .at was the last of Tommy's bonanza, ho senator dismissed him ov letter, and umcntahle consequence to iTnlmportant lies wns tlie loss f his sweetheart, ss (ircenhough Holingbroke belonged to f the oldest othcial families, and folded notes in the Treasury Department, bhe .ed at the same house with Unimportant les, and ho learned to admire her tawny large arm and fine set of men's teeth. thought she loved him because she 1 mi red by him. seemed to her a man to control and a id who would never contradict her. te would tell him the same story every bout the times when "we went to the prtngs," "in our own carriage," r own servants." "carrying our own I silver along," and "never think ping at a hotel on the way while private houses." ownes liked to hear that story, magined himself there in Miss 's company, seeing the expanse fleshy arm, and the morning use Uwny curls, and her tooth g that tiger mouth with its of marble teeth. Mon be counted the sliver ight which the pawnbroker countedand kept the list of d napkins, in which he already the intertwined ciphers of olingbroke. brgot himself that once, as ad finished the description of ;lories, when she "went to the )' own carriage," he burst glii Highly unimportant, Iftrue!" 1 was a long time atoning for uul was only furgiven at last iunicttttd the fact that he was lonnnr.a's secretary at the full .ry of UW a year, hough Holingbroke approached f the suhlevt. Did he mean to The Holingbroke connection o make the best of it, fur she .tied, etc, etc., etc. Unt Downe looked at those rmn aiM sighed "and all for met" ccume home from Honanza's, re the door, ami looked toUreen r Yiu uthy, and pave bis fata in iabU-s, the lady oivned btt Ctat Always Orumbllnr. Tha grC;ibler fa a grumbler partly by nature ana oartly by force of habit. It inot often that ho is ac- brouith: . to sci and kno ledgoj the absurdity of thV) prt'.tlce. In the case of thJ young Irish man whof ia reported below, hp was honest enough w own that the fault waji with himself and nol with New Zealand, ) which ho was runningdown. "Arfah ! this country Is no good," said he ; "the heat of the land's all taken . up, and you can t get Trs work "When ydu want it and lit tit enough wages, too." When he was cross-examined, he admitted that he had been five week -..at harvesting land was twenty five pounds in f not ket. "Troth, thatV a fact, said he : "I cleared flvi pounds a week You see I'm ono of thosd chaps that'i always grumbling, and don't know whci they're well oil." Etching. PIFFU8K HUT POLITE. How the Native of Kxony Greet Carl Other nl Stxaacvr. The people of Saxony are celebrated for their ceremonious politeness. N01 content with mere kindness cf speed and action, they clothe deed and word in elaborate garments and, as a prosali traveler once said of them, "always bow ing and scraping." It is one of the stock stories of Dres den that a stranger was ono day crossing the great bridge that spans the Kibe and asked a native to direct him to a certain church. "iU'ally, my dear air," said the Saxon. "I grieve to say it, but I cannot tch you?' The stranger passed on, a little sur prised at this voluble answer to a slraph question. lie had gone but a few rod when he heard footsteps, and turning saw the same man running to overtak him. In a moment his pursuer was b; his aide; his breath was nearly gone, bu he had enough left to say : "My dear sir, tou asked me how yoi could find the church, and It pained m to hare to say that I did not know. Jus now I met my brother and asked hln but I regret to tay that be did not know either." Exchange. i A Noted T7oman. Mrs. Elizabeth Cady Stanton leaves Farla t spend the winter in England with her daugl ter, Mrs. Ktanton Blatch. Mrs. Ctanton i as she says, in the sunset of life; but it is bright and genial sunset, and her face, wit Its halo of silver hair and its kindly smih tells the story of a life of lofty purpose. A the "war-horse of woman s rights" al ought to he strong-minded and disagreeabl but he isn't, and 1 have met, says a writ' in the Horis tlralJ, hundreds of women wl did not believe in women's suffrage wi were not half to ctl and interesting. xthant. mm Who c;cd h:r hu:l --tAC-: j Ccr.o tell rr.- u!:7 v::: Ui-h Go deeply cr.il : v -lly. In Cwch : c!r- Don't it appear to yoa7 nyd: r, Your conduct te irrelevant? ';Ccrr.2 now 7ith mo ar.d you will ceo Tlio pleasantst of palacc3 ; And wealth untold cf gema and All . Kncrusted cup3 tnd chalices, ;:' '-f Of treasures rich in nook and . v' 'y. niche, yy And m:isterniece3 sLatuesauo: And inlaid floors, rare paneled doors ; , Iosaic3, beauties arabesque." And eo they went, on this intent, Through hall and arras devious; Until it Bccmed each treasure gleamed More "brightly than the previous. "But do not try yon room to spy," Old Blue Beard said officiously "Or you'll have caught no matter what Now mind I ho added viciously. It fell ono day he went away And left her in authority ; Which proved, alas I temptation has A very largo majority. For "Lo!" she cried, "ho has supplied Warmth for impetuosity." Tell maidens "Nay," they'll find a way To end their curiosity. And then sho stood in yielding mood, And peering apprehensively ; The door she eyed, then sighed and sighed. aiiu Bigncu again extensively; Her glance, though fierce, could never pierce That wooden doorway's density; Then strength adieu sho yielded to The feminine propensity. i' - mm t 1 mm p. 1 J j p ' "Horror I" slio cried, for sho C3picd Tlio fate of curiosity; ti 1 Tor near the door there hung a ecoi f n 1 . . 1. yt Of heads, siuis corxrosity. X? HI 1 "What do I sco ?" Ting! dropped the key A pool of hlood encrusted it Sho scoured and rubbed sho scraped and scrubbed In vain; tho crimson rusted it Tho horrid stain gave her a pain, And ague shook her fearfully,. Till happy thought: "Sand scours a blot," No longer sobbed sho tearfully. For "Sand, ho, ho, makes blemish go," Fatima cried surprisedly ; Just then her wrist sho gave a twist, "Oh 1" shrieked sho agonizedly. Her wrist was sprained oh I how it pained, Until she thought ecstatio'ly, St Jacobs Oil, tho pain will foil, v a sew mm W T I , ri l C vf " si- That tweaks me so cm-nhatic'lv. Tho euro sho tries; "0, ho," ' P j sho crfes, i . f t !! 1 fi " l nis is no irauu empirical, For lo ! the pain attacks in vain, 'Tis gone, 0, wondrous miracle. When Blue Beard camo unto his dame, Sho shrank not from him fearfully ; "Tho keys, my bridol" and sho complied By giving him them cheerfully. "Wonder 1" ho criod, "am I allied Unto a rare monstrosity ? For on my life, I have a wife, Who has no curiosity." 14 8ft "I A 1 r ,s 1 v Mm u She softly smiled, and to b?julled Her lord with sweet duplicity. IIo gapcd for breath grew pale a death It was too much felicity. "Wonder!" ho criod, then gasped c: died Fatima laughing graciously, "St Jacobs Oil, my jr.ins will foil, And r::r.d fra f :! y."