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1 UlrVn Frotest. We'ro KoUina very tired of thoflilly tUiiit^s intiii Kay Abuut the aujieriorway. Tbti hiifhest ]ioiiit of uonstiusu they have fairly ifvertoiipod, Aud woâ€" "tho Kirla" â€" decide that it ia roally time tbey Htoppotl t Our dear old tirandmasâ€" hless thuui !â€" never L'iuau to li>ad astray Youiui Not or Tom, whon, with a loviny Kiuiloat UHt tbuy Kay. '* Ah. boys, tlie ^irls are ditTereiit froui what they usitxl to be 1" But we tbiuk they've foryotton all the fuu they hod, you bc'ti t They remember ail tho spiiinuih', hut riiodauc- iiiH they fori^ot ; TThov laa recollect tho bakiu^;â€" not the way they iisnd to fret Wheu they had to stay ut houie fiumutimes. to (iiistthe parlor cKtan, Wbf» lotH of tither cirls and boys were '* dancius on the green !" Why bhould a uirl sit down uud spin from morn- iit^' uutil night. With so II uch biK machiueryâ€" do yon think it wonld be ri^ht ? And modem Kirls can make ^ood pietf,aud 'aiicy ilitiUos, too, And just UH well, we'll wa^jer, us tho old ones iiiiud to do. lltit for ail iustaut we'll asbume the ^u*la were Liettor then, Were more (Sedate, iudustrious-liut how about tho men ? Wechiukour Ki'^udpa juut too nice when some- timuH he will say, " Oh, ^irlfl. the )M>ys are not Ro flue an iu my old- time day 1 " Uut. KuriouBly. we should think that older folks wonld kuow That timed are very different from fifty years *' Tile ;;irl8 " must f.dlow with tho world, which .surely has advancedâ€" • « « < • One day f^randma for^ut and we were perfectly entranced When Hhe Haid that Hhu was uoted once for a i:iii:u;jt Hhe danced. The Ilald-Heiuled Tyrant. Oh I tho ijuititeHt home on earth had I, No thou^hL of Lroublo, no hint of c-aro ; Iiiko a dream of |>leaHure the days tlew by, And Peace had folde<l her pimous there ; But one day there joinetl in our houRehold baud A bald-headed tyrant from No-uiun's-laud, 0. tho despot came in the dead of night. Aijd no one ventured to ask him why; Like tilaveti we trembled before hiH tnigbt, And (mr hoartn ntoixl Htill when we board him cry, For neveraHoul coukl bis power withstand, That hald headed tyrant from No-man's-land. He ordered us here and he Hont uh there â€" ThniiKh never a word could his small )lpH Kpeak, With hia touthlefui Kums and hi.4 vacant Btaro, And hiu helpless limbH ho frail and weak, Till 1 crie«l iu a voice of Htcrn connnand. **(io up, thou bald-head from No-man's-land." hurry' ; very tine mcttoea, I thiuk." *' Of course they do ; but what have they got to do with Eva ?" '* ^VeU, just this. I said I had got no letter. I never saidâ€"*' " What ?" shouted Ernest. I the end prove its own reward. Oh, liow life has changed for me sinoe yesterday !'* Ernest read selected portions of this composition to Mr. Alston and Jeremy. j Both listened iu solemn silence, and at the t conclusion Jeremy scratched his head and Hamba j,'achle," replied Jeremy, the ' remarked that it was deep enough to '* fetch* imperturbable, gazinti at Ernest out of his any yirl, though for his part lie did hlackeiied eyes. "I never said that I had not understand it. Mr. Alston relit his not Rot a message." pipe, and for a while said nothing; but to Ernest sprang clean out of the little j himself he thought that it was a remark- truckle bed, shaking with excitement. I able letter for so young a man to have *â-  What is it, man ?'* 'written, and revealed a curious turn of *• Just this. She told me to tell you that mind. One remark he did make, however, * she loved you dearly.' " j and that was rather a rude one : Slowly Ernest sat down on the bed again, ( " The girl won't understa}id what you are and, tlirowing a blanket over his head and driving at. Master Ernest ; she will think shoulders, remarked in a tone betitling a â-  that you have goae off your head in these sheeted ghost : ^ j savage parts. All you say may or may not *' Did she ! W'hy couldn't you say so ' be true ; on that point I express no opinion before ?" j â€"but to write such things to a woman is Then he got up again and commenced ] to throw your pearls before swine. You walking, blanket and all, up and down the ; should ask her about her bonnets, my boy, little room with long strides, and knocking and tell her what sort of dresses she should Out bis abject blavoH tbey turned on me; Like the Iwara in Scripture they'd rend me there ; Tho while tney worHhipped with lu>nded knee Thin redtJffHH wret4;h with tiie iidHMinu hair; For he rules thc>m all with relentless band. This b&ld-heailed tyrant frouiNo-man'H-land. Then I Knarcheil for help in evrry rliim-. Vor p<*aco liail Hed rmm my dwelling; now, Till r finally thouwht of old Father Timu. And low before him 1 made nty bow, '* Wilt tboi) deliviT me out of hiH hand. Thia )Mild-hea<linl tyrant from No-man 'a-landV" Old Time ho U»oknd with a puzzled stare, And IX smile came<iver hla features t^iui ; *' I'll t«.ke the tyrant under my ciro, Waudi what my hmir-i{lass does to him ; Tho verioat hunihui{ that over wan planned Is the Hanio lial<t-hea<l from No-man's land." Old T;ii-o -k Hnhid bin n-c.rk full well. Much If «8 of minbt doeH the tyrant wield ; But Ah! with Horrowiny heart will swell And hati team fall oh 1 net) him yield. Could I Rt.>.y the toneh of thatKhrivelle<l baud, I would keep bald t hi; lirud ironi No-tnairb-Iaud. For tim hwM of pear*^ I bavi* reaHei' to r«re; Ijiko other vaHMJa I have learned, foraoc'ih. To liivo the wretch who forgot hin bair And hurried aloni; without a tooth. And ho ruloH me, too. with liifl tiny baud. This bald-headed tyrant fnun No-tnanH-land. Karth'ii Finely .Hnntle. The henntiful snow comes HutterinK down. And Iov:n;iIy uontleH on coiiritryuud town. I watch from my window ita feathery fall. And see how it Hprea<lH out itii t^oIt, tlcocy pall. ToHsed lightly and whirled by tho frolicsome wind. The white, 8tar-aha|ied flakea their reetinK-place find. Hoaped Hdflly lot^etber tbev hide till tiiu ground' And cover tho t^artb in a wMite,Hhtnim; UKJiind. The storm in its heaitty 1 watch all the day, Till night comes at last and the elouds break away. Then I take tho nnnw-nhovel and out doors I mt To clean out a path throiiffb the l>naiitiful snow "LiRht!" '• Fleecy !' Who said so? i say to his fa<;e. That for once in hi.s life be wart way olf his hnse My back aches before I have hardly bef<un! "LiRht!' '* Fleecy 1" Kach shovelful weighs a tull ton! mUHOMMKE: A NOVEL. ' that Kliot think you " Ah I" inter)K)«e<l .Tereniy, was a creiiit to you. I didn't could havedone it. " '• A. credit ! I'll tell vou what, it is an awf nl thin(j to kill a mun liko that. [ uftcn Hoo his face an lie fell, at nitjht in my sleep." " I was merely lookin){ at it as a Hliot," replied .Tcroniy.innocently ; "and considered aa a shot at twenty paces and under tryint; circumHtancus, it was a credit to you." " And then, you see, ,Jeremy, there was ftiiotiier thint;, you know â€" aboutâ€" about Eva. Well, I wrote to her, and she liaa never unswortd my letter, unless," with a gleam of hoiHi, " yon liavo brouglit an answer." .Teremy shook his aching' head. "Ah, no Huch luck. Well, it put nie iilT, and that's the fact. Since she has chucked me up, I don't care twopence about any- thint;. I don't say but what she ia rinht ; I dare say thiit I am not worth stickii ' to. She can do mucli better elsewhere ; " and Ernest groaned and roalisied that his head was very bad indeed ; but there it is. "I hadn't tho heart to write any more letters, and I was too proud to write a^ain to her. Confound hor ! lot her go. I am not ^oinR to grovel to any woman under heaven, no, not oven to her !" aiul he kicked tho bed- clothes viciously. " I haven't loaracd much Zulu, yet," replied ,Jcreniy sontentiously ; "but 1 know two words â€" ' Immba <ji'chle' (go softly.") " Well, what of them ?'' said Ernest, tqqtily. ' .''hey inean, I am told, ' take it easy,' or 'look before yon leap,' or ' never jump aver the water jug in hia excitement. " Hamba gachle," again remarked Jeremy, rising and picking up the water ..ug. " How are we going to get more water ? I'll tell you all about it.'' And lie did, including the story of Mr. Plowden's shaking, at which Ernest chuckled fiercely. I wish I had been there to kivl: him," he remarked parentlietically. I did that too, I kicked him hard," put in Jeremy ; at which Uruest chuckled again. " I can't make it all out," said Ernest at length, 'â-  but I will go home at once." '• You can't do that, old fellow. Your respected uncle. Sir Hugh, will have you run in." " Ah ! 1 forgot. Well, I will write to her to-day." '* That's better ; and now let's dress. My head is better. By George, though, I am stiff. It is no joke lighting a giant." But Ernest answered not a word. He was already, after his quick-brained fashion, employe<l in concocting liis letter to Eva. In the course of the morning he drafted it. It, ur rather that part of it with which we need concern ourselves, run thus : " Such then, my dearest Eva, was the state of my mind toward you. I thought â€" God forgive mo for tho treason ! -that perhaps you were, as so many women are, a fair-we.;ther lover, and that now that I am in trouble you wished to Klip the cable. If that was so, I felt that it was not for me to remonstrate. I wrote to you, and I icnew that the letter came safely to your hands. You did not answer it, and I could only come to one conclusion. Hence my own silence. And in truth 1 do not at this moment quite understand why you have never written. But Jercny lias brought me your dear message, and with that I am content, for no doubt you have reasons which are satisfactory to yourself, and if that is so, no doubt, too, they would be e<iually satisfactory to nic if only I kncw tlieni. Vou see, uiy heart's love, tho fact ia that I trust and beliere iu you utterly and eutirelv. What is right and true, what is loyal and sincere to me and to yourself â€" those are the things that you will d«. Jeremy tells me a rather p.nnising story al>out the new clergyman who has come to Kesterwick, and who is, it appears, an as- pirant for your hand. Well, Kva, 1 am sufficiently conceited not to bo jealous ; al- though 1 am in the unlucky {xisition of an absent man, and worse still, uii absent man under a cloud, I do not bclievi^ that he will cut me out. Di.t on the day that you can put your hand upon yonr heart, and look house of a relative just outside the town, a me straight in the eyes (ah! Eva, 1 can see ^ white thatched building that had been built your eyes now), and tell me, on your honor flve-and-thirty years before, when the site as a lady, that > on love this or any other of I'rctoria was a plain inhabited only by man better than ynu do me, on that day I quaggas, elanil and wildurbeeste. In front shall be ready to resign you to him. Hut of .he door was a grove of orange trees, till that day comes â€" and there is something which suielled sweetand looked golden with in my heart which tells me that it is os im- hanging fruit. bring out, and that the air is good for the complexion. She would come then." Here Ernest fired up. " You are beastly cynical, Alston, and you should not speak of Miss Ceswick like that to me. Bonnets indeed !" " All right, my ladâ€" all right. Time will show. Ah, you boys ! you go building up your ideals of ivory and gold and fine linen, only to find them one day turned into the commonest of clay, draped in the dirtiest of rags. Well, well, it is the way of the world ; but you take my advice, Ernest ; burn that lettei', and go in for an Intombi (Kafir girl). It is not too late yet, and there is no mistake about the sort of clay she is made of." Here Ernest stamped out of the room in i; passion. " Too cock-sure, wanted cooling down a little," remarked Mr. Alston to Jeremy ; " should never be cock-sure where a woman ia concerned ; women are fond of playing dirty tricks, and saying they could not help it. I know them. Come on ; let us go and find him, and go fora walk." They found Ernest sitting on the box of the waggon, which was out-spanned together with Jeremy's, just outside the town, and looking rather sulky. " Come on, Ernest," aaid Mr. Alston apologetically ; " I will throw no more mud at your ideal. In the course of tho last thirty years I have seen so many fall to pieces of their own accord that I could not help warning you. But perhaps they make them of better stuff in England than \vc do in those parts." Ernest descended, and soon forgot his piijue. It was but rarely that he bore malice for more than half an hour. As they walked along one of the by-streets they met the young fellow who had a:ted as second to Jeremy in the big fight of the f)re\iou8 day. He informed them that he lad just been to inquire how the giant was. It apiieared that he had received an injury to the spine, the effect of Jeremy's " lift," from which there was little hope of his recovery. He was not, however, in much pain. This intelligence distressed .leremy not a little. He had earnestly desired to thrash thcgiant, but he had had no wish to injuj'e him. Wkh his usual promptitude he annourced hw intention of going to sec his fallen enemy. " Vou are likely to meet with a warm reception if yc^do," said Mr. Alston. "I'll risk it. I should like to tell]|him that I am sorry." "Very good ; come along â€" that is the house." Tho injund man had been carried to the possible for it to come as for the mountain- range I look on as 1 write to move toward the town and bury it -I am free from jealousy, for I know that it is also impos The house itself was a small, white build ing, with a double-swinging door like those used in stables in this country. The top half of the door was oixin, and over the siblc that you should be faithless to your lower portion of it leaned a Boer, a rough- love. ' " Oh, my sweet, the troth we plighted was not for days, or years, or limes â€" it was forever. Nothing can dissolve it; Death himself will be iKiwerless against it. With each new and progressive eristcHce it will re-arise as surelv as the flowers in spring, looking customer, smoking a huge pipe. " ' I)agh, Oom' " (good-day, uncle), said Mr. Alston, stretching out his hand. i The other looked at him suspiciously, and then held out a damp paw to each in turn, at the same time oi>ening the door. ' As Ernest passed the threshold ho noticed only, unhke them, more fragrant and beau- ' that the clay flooring was studded with tifnl than before. Sometimes I think that peach stones well trodden into its substance it has already existed through countless to prevent wear and tear of passing feet, ages. Ktrange thoughts come into a mai.'s The door opened into a fair-sized room with mind out there on tho great veldt, riding whitewashed walls calle<l the " sit-kamo" alone hour after hour, mid day after day, (sitting-room), and furnished with a settee, througli simliglit and through inoonligbt, a table, and several chairs seated with till the spirit of nature broods ui«)ii him, ''rimpi" or strips of hide. On tho biggest and he begins to learn the rudiments of of these chairs sat a woman of large size, truth. Some day 1 shall tell thom all to the mother of the family. She did not rise you. Not that 1 have ever been (piitc on their entry, but without speaking held alone, for I can say honestly that you have out n limp han<l, which Mr. Alston and the always been nt ni> side since I left you ; others shook, addressing her affectionately there baa been no hour of the day or night as " tanta" (aunt). Then they shook when you have not been in my thoughts, hands with six or seven girls and and I boliovo that till death for a period young men, the letter sitting about in blots out my senses no such hour will ever an aimless sort of way, the former clearing <^mP- off the remains of the family meal, which •' Day by day , too, my love has grown had consisted of huge bones of boiled fresh stronger even in its despair. Day by day beef. So fresh was it, indeed, that on tho it has taken shape and form and color, ana floor by the side of tho table lay the gory become more mid more a living thing, head and skin of a newly-killeil ox, from more and more an entity, as distinct as which the beef had been cut. Ernest, soul and body, and yet as inextricably noticing this, wondered at the superhuman blended and woven into the substance of strength of stomach that could take its each. If ever a woman was beloved, yon food under such circumstances, are that woman, Kva Ceswick; if ever a The preliminary ceremony of hand- shak- man's life, present and to come, lay in a ing having got through, Mr. Alston, who woman's hands, my life lies in yours. It spoke Dutch perfectly, explained the object is a germ which you can cast away or of their visit. The faces of the Dutchmen destroy, or which you ('un nourish till it bursts into bloom, and iK-ara fruit beauti- ful beyond imagining. Vou are my fate, my other part. Witli you my destiny is intertwined, and you can nifdd it as yon will. There is no height to which I cannot <larkened as he did so, and the men scowled at Jeremy with hatred not unmingled v'.h terror. When he had done, the oldest man said that he would ask his cousin if ho would see them, adding, however, that he was so ill that he did not think it likely. rise by your aide ; there ia no depth to Kaising a curtain, which served as o door, which I may not sink without you. he ppssod from tho sitting-room into tho "And now, what docs all this lead bedroom (" slaap kame"). Presently he up to ? Will you make a sacrifice for returned, and beckoned to the Englishmen me, who am ready to give nil my to enter. They passed into a sm-.'l chamber life to you â€" no, who have already about ten feet square, which was, after the given it? That sacrifice is this: I want fashion of these people in cases of any ill- yon to come out here and marry me ; as nesa, hermetically sealed from air. On a you know, oircumstanccs prevent me from large bed that blocked up most of tho room, returning to yon. If yon will come, I will and on which it was tho usual habit of the meet you at the tape and marry yon there, master of the house and his wife to sleep Ah! surely you will come! As for money, in their clothes, lay tho fallen giant. Ko I have plenty from home, and can make as much more as we sliall want here, so that need be no obstacle. It i.-» long to wait for your answer â€" three months -but I hope that the faith that will, as the Bible tells us, enable people to move mountains â€" and recover. By his side sat his my faith in you ia as groat as thatâ€" will who had oil the previous day much as' could be seen of his face was mass of hideous bruises, and one of his hands, whitli lay on the bed, was in splints; the chief injury, however, was to his back, and from this ho could never expect to 'ittle wife, urged the to oonc.n.>o<.iia, or 'don t be in a confounded r also enable me to bear the suspense, and in thrashing of tho Hottentot. She glared fiercely at Jeremy, but said nothing. On catching sight of his victor, the giant turned his face to the wall, and asked what he wanted. " I have come," said Jeremy, Mr. Alston interpreting for him, "to say that I am sorry that you are injured so much, that I wanted to beat you, but had no idea that I should hurt you so. I know that the trick of throwing a man as I threw you is very dangerous, and I only used it as a last resource, and because you would have killed me if I had not." The Boer muttered something in reply about its being very bitter to be beaten by such a little man. It was evident to Ernest that the man's pride was utterly broken. He had believed himself to be the strongest man, white or black, in Africa, and now an English lad had thrown him over his shoulder like a plaything. Jeremy next said he hoped he bore no malice, and would shake hands. The giant hesitated a little, and then stretched out his uninjured hand, which Jeremy took. "Englishman," he said, " you are a wonderful man and you will grow stronger yet. You have made a baby of me for life, and turned my heart to a baby's too. Per haps one day some man will do the same for you. Till then you can never know what I feel. They will give you the Hot- tentot outside. No, you must take him ; you won him in fair fight. He is a good driver, though he is so small. Now go." The sight was a painful one, and they were not sorry to get away from it. Outside they found one of the young Boers waiting with the Hottentot boy, whom he insisted on handing over to Jeremy. Any scruples the latter had about accept- ing him were overcome by tho look of intcnue satisfa 'tion on tho features of the poor wretch himself. His name was " Aasvogel" (vulture), and he made Jeremy an excellent and most faithful servant. CHAPTER XXVI. A WAY or ESCAPE. When Mr. Alston, Jeremy and Ernest emerged from the back street in which was the house they had visited into one of the principal thoroughfares of Pretoria, they came upon a curious aight. In the middle of the atrect stood, or rather danced, a wiry Zulu, dressed in an old military great-coat, and the ordinary native " moocha," or scanty kilt, and having a red worsted com- forter tied round one arm. He was shout- ing out something at the top of his voice and surrounded by a crowd of other natives, who at intervals expressed their approval of what -he was saying iu deep, guttural excK mations. " What is that lunatic after ?" asked Jeremy. Mr. Alston listened for a minute, and answered : " I know the man well. His name .s Goza. He is the fleetest runner in Natal, and can go as fast as a horse ; indeed, there are few horses that he can not tire out. By profession he is a ' praiser.' He is now singing the praises of the Special Commis- sioner, ' bongering' they call it. I will translate what he is saying: ' "Listen to tho foot of the great elephant bomptscu. Feel how the earth shakes beneath tho tread of the white t'Chaka, father of the Zulus, foremost among the great white people. On ! he is here ; ou I he is coming. See how the faces of the Amabooma" (the Boers) turn pale before him. Ho will eat them up ; he will swallow them, the huge vulture, who sits still till the ox is dead, who fights the fight of " sit down." Oh, he is great, the lion ; where he turns his eye the people melt sway, their hearts turn to fat. Where is their one like Homptseu, the man who is not afraid of Death; who looks at Death an<l it runs from him ; who has the tongue "' honey ; who reigns like the first star Lt night, who ia beloved and honored of ti i. great white mother (the Queen) : who lovt... his child- ren, the Amaznlu, and shelters th'jm under his wide wing ; who lifted Cetawayo out erf the dirt, and can put him back in tho dirt again '? Abase yourselves, you low people, doctor yourselves with medicine, leat hia fierce eyes should burn you up. Oh, hark I he comes, the father of kings, tho Chaka; oh! be still; oh, be silent : oh I shake in your knees. He is here, the elephant, the lion, tho fierce one, the patient one, the strong one. See, he deigns to talk to little children ; he teaches them wisdom ; he gives them light like the sun â€" ho is the sun â€"he is t'Somptseu.' " At this juncture a quiet-looking, oldish gentleman, entirely unlike either an ele- phant, a lion, or a vulture, of medium height, with gray whiskers, a black coat, and a neat black tic, fastened in a bow came round the corner leading a little girl by tho hand. As ho came the praiser lifted up his right hand, and in the most stentorian tones gave tho royal salute, " Bayette," wh'ch was re-echoed by all the other natives. The oldish gentleman, who was none other than the Special Commissioner him- self turned upon his extoller with a look of intense annoyance, and addressed him very sharply in Zulu : " Be still," he said. " Why do you always annoy me with your noise ? Be still, I say, you loud-tongued dog, or I will send you back to Natal. My head aches with your empty words." " O elephant I I am silent an the dead. Bayette. O Somptseu ! I am quiet, ' Bayette' " " Go ! Begone !" With a final shout of Bayette the Zulu luiaed and fled down the street with the swiftness of the wind, shouting his praises as he went. " How do you do, sir ?" said Mr. Alston, advancing. " I was just coming to call upon you." " Ah, Alston, I am delighted to see you. I heard that you were gone on a hunting trip. Given up work and taken to hunting, eh ? Well, I should like to do the same. If I could have found you when I came up hero, I should have been tempted to ask you to come with us." At this point Mr. Alston introduced Ernest and Jeremy. Tho Special Com- missioner shook hands with them, " 1 have heard of you," he said to .leremy ; "but I must ask you not to fight any more giants here just at present, tho tension between Boer and Englishman is too great to allow of its being stretched any more. Do you know yon nearly provoked an outbreak last night with your fighting ? I trust that you will not do it again." He spoke rather severely, and Jeremy colored. Presently, however, he made amends by asking them all to dinner. On the following morning Ernest sent off his letter to Eva. He also wrote to hia uncle and to Dorothy, explaining his long silence as best ho could. The latter, too, he for the first time took into his confidence about Eva. At a distance he no longer felt the same shyness in speaking to her about another woman that had always over- powered him when he was by her side. Now that he had been away from England for a year or so, many things con- nected with his home life had g'-own rather faint amid the daily change and activity of his new life. The rush of fresh impressions had to a great extent overlaid the old ones, and Dorothy, and Mr. Cardus, and all the old Kesterwick existence and surroundings seemed faint and far away. They were indeed rapidly assuming that unreality that in time the wanderer finds will grow round his old associations. He feois that they know him no more, very likely he imagines that they have forgotten him, and BO tliey become like shades of the dead. Already Ernest began to find it some- thing of a labor to indite epl'tlcs to people in England, and yet he had the pen of a ready writer. The links that bound them together were fast breaking loose. Eva, and Eva alone,remained clear to the vision of his mind. She was always with him, and to her, at any period of his life, ha never found difficulty in writing. For in truth their very natures were interwoven, and the rapport between them was not pro- duced merely by the pressure of external circumstances, or by the fact of continual contact and mutual attraction arising from physical causes, such aa the natural lean- ing of youth to youth and beauty to beauty. These causes no doubt had to do with ita production, and perhaps were necessary to its mundane birth, as the battery is neces- sary to the creation of tho electric spark. Thus, had Eva been old instead of a yoaag and lovely girl the rapport would perhaps never have come into being here. In short, they formed tho cable along which the occult communication could pass, but there their function ended. Having once established that communication, and pro- vided a means by which the fusion of spirit could be effected, youth and beauty and the natural attraction of sex to sex had done their part. The great dividing river that rolls so fast and wide between our souls in their human shape had been safely pa and the two fortunate travellers had allowed before their time to reap advantages â€" the measureless advantage of real love, so rare on earth, and at its best so stained by passion ; tho divine privile(^ of suffering for that love's sake that will bring such endless blessings in its train, which will only come to most of us, and then perhaps im[>erfectly, in a different world to thia. Yes, the bridge might now be broken down , it had served ita purpose Come age, or loss of physical attraction, or separa- tion and icy silence, or the change called death itself, and the souls thus subtly blended can and will and do defy them. For the real life is not here ; here only is the bUud beginning of things, maybe the premature beginning. (To be continued.) been How Death May Come. As the great physiologist Bichat observed many years ago, death may come at last in any one of three different ways: By failure of tho heart, tho lungs or the brain. Tho first named is, in fact, the one that always shows that life is extinct. So long aa tho heart keeps going, the circulation is kept up, and all parts are nourished. When breathing ceases no more oxygon can reach the bloo<l, and the latter no longer nourishes any part as it should ; tho brain no longer 8L...ls its influence to the heart, and it has no further incentive to keep on working. U injury to the brain shouhl happen, or some poison interfere with tho outflow of nerve force.then tho lungs no longer take in fresh air, and the heart ceases its work. Bo, finally, all modes of death result in the cessation of the heart l>eats, and the life of the body stops within two or three minutes after complete failure of this great force- pump to continue its action â€" ,S'f. T,oui* Globe- Democrat. Personal l*olnts. Laura Hridgman, the wonderful blind deaf mute, after an extended absence, has returned to the Institute for the Blind at South Boston. She is now nearly 57 years of age. The Queen has boi^n pleased to appoint Sir Itobert George C'rookshank Hamilton, K. (;. B., to be Governor and Commander- in-Chief of the colony of Tasmania and its dependencies. Senator Ogilvie, of Montreal, ia confined to his residence, undergoing treatment for abscess. It will be some days, it is under- stood, before the hon. gentleman will be ButHciently recovered to resume hia usual avocations. .SninetliInK Like a Salenwoman. Here's a treasure for some enterprising; Canadian trader: " A young lady desires a situatic: as sales lady â€" three years' experience ; first- class recommendations ; can sell whether customers want to buy or not. Address box 240, Aylmer, Ont." â€" Daihj Paper. Let us hope that ore this she is plying her persuasive arts for a monetary consid- eration, which shall soon aftord her, in the words of Ur. Samuel tj^^hnson, '• a poten- ond tiality of wealth beyond avarice." â€" Monetary Times. the dreams of rolitlral Ambition In Mnxieo. Said a man yesterday who was just from Mexico : " They have a fine way of dispos- ing of surplus candidates down there." • How 80 ?" ' Why, they shoot 'em. Thcrowero three candidates who were against the Diaz inter- eats. One has been shot, another has been run out of the country and another has been put in jail. It is not nice to be a candidate for the presidency of Mexico." â€" Atlanta Comlilution. " How can a man got rich at jxiker ?" asks a <orrea))ondent. We know of but one absolutely sure way. Don't poke. The fur boa is in Irgb favor this winter, and other now shoulder protectors have the neck formed somewhat similar to tho old- fashioned victorine, with long stole front, tho cape portion, however, being mnoh shorter. 1