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Th« London Lepar. Good Rnoioua mo:" oriod Buiith and JonM. " (inod gTftcliwii ine I' cried Brown ; " A London I«p«r tii our mldrt I Kor Ood'i uko hunt himaowti 'â-  Our I'rlnoe, whom no ono woaM docelro. doclarcn thb. Iap«r atutdu In tlikt gruAt ia»ri wliuuo* eouiM our me»t. I'lmt meat nom tliiough tiU Uandi !" The Kwfol rumor ran tha round, like wUdflre fast It spread ; Man gaxed upon their steaks and chops in doubt. dismay and droad With fear thi.y uye,l the teuJir Joint , the thought iHrliapi it iniKht Have oouie from where tlie lupor worlied de- Htroyed their appolite. lo panic LondoD laloiiinen met . the retail dealer â-  ' cried, "Otlnd thi» Uiper butcher outâ€" search, search on every side I The hue and cry rang clear and shrill from east, we4t, aouth and north, Anil evnrv day tlie Loud m presK lu leading type held forth. Thay ran Uia man to earth at lait, and found â€" O, thank the fates- Re only vendttd odds und ends outside the mar ket gate* . Til* lei>er • huudi wori U"ver laid on Dives' A 1 meat. He only touched th^- couimou atull that Lazarus mast eat. Than died the suldun panicdowu, the nine days waxed and waned. Aod with them eeas«<l theBudden fame " our only lejier ' Rained ; Koeiety wan Katisrto'l. a* soon as it felt sure The only meat the leper touched was eaten by Ibe poor. â€" lly (ieorge li.Sinu. FIDELITY AND LOVE. I wonder ef all wimniln air Like Liz/.ie Ih when we go out 'i'o tlieatrea an' concerts where is tbiuf^s the paperti talic aliout. Du other winimin fret an' at«w Likd they wuz bein' crucitiedâ€" Frettin' a show or concert tnrough, With wonderin' ef the baby cried 'f .Now Ll/.zie knows that Kran'ma's there To see that evervtbiug is right. Vet LIbzIu thinks that gran'ma'a care Ain't good onufT fr baby, quite : Yet what am I to ana >«r when Hhe kind uv tidgeth at my Hide, An* aalu lue every now and then : " I wonder if the baby cried '>" Heems like she seen two little eyes A-pluln' f'f their mother's smile - Haems like ahn beera the pleadin' crirs I't one ahe tbinkM uv all the while ; Ad' so she's aorr) that she come. Ao' though she alius tries to hide The truth, abe d rutber atay to hum Thau wonder vt ttie baby <-ri6d. Yea. wimmiu folka is all alikeâ€" lly ljiz/i< you kin jedge the rest , There never wiir. a little tyke But that bia mother bived him best. And u*<x' to bein' what I b«- The busbaed uv my gentle bride- I'd wiaht 1 vruT. that •;roodlin' wee, With Lizzie wonderin' ef 1 cried. Chicago Sews. Tlla Teonple of Vituia. pie of Fame, d equipped tin Three rider* set out for tb.- Ten Kaoh bootad and spurred au aame. The first rode forth at a raitliug pa4 u, i«ike a jockey who wins an escitiut; raoe. The second set out with caution, alow. That, when r>eed was. he mit{ht fa^t^r go. The third rode ateadily, luiaily on. At a ipiick jog-trot he louid rei kun upon. And which do you fbiok tlie winner he ; The bare, thi- tortoiseâ€" or number three '.* The first oiieao')!! broke down, of course : He savi'd bia aaddh'. but toil hia home I Thr aeoood met tha regular fateâ€" llallleil ton long, and waa Just ton late TbM third. I grittve and regre . to say. Did not get there for he loBt bia way. He tliougbt BO mui'b ef hIa n-gular trot. To look at algnboanla lie >|tiit<' forgot, Hee how strangal) thinga befall ' Anotherâ€" not thinklnif of Fame at all Who was on hia wav to the breadfruit tr04<. To provide for a wi^ and children three. Went atralgbtwav into the Temple of Fame, And intiocentlv anked it« name I They answere<l bioj With a 'luizzlcal fai^e, lie remarked. ' It's a most uuoomfortable plaMi ' Then on bi> went t<> the breailfruit tree. And honae to hia wife and children three The moral '.' â€" Well, If you can't Oud it. Write It out tor I shan't mlod It I llitrgalna. Ho preaaeil a ruby on her llpi, whole burning I>loo4l ahone through . Twin aapi'hirea bound above her eyes, to match their fiery blue . And, where lier hair wait partoil back, an opal gem lie set - Type of her i-bangiiig coutitenanee, where all delights were met. " Will you surrender now." he aaid, " the aaciont grudge you keep IJotlriiig and uiiuttered. Ilka murder lo the deep '.*" " 1 thank vou for the word," she said ; your i:«'iiis are fair of form. Hut when did jewels bind tha depths, or iplen- dors atlll the afirm ' " There la no disiiioiid in the iiilue, nor iiearl bsuealli the wave. There Is no fr«tto<t ourouat that soothes a prlniely grave. There l« no fat4i nor empire In the wide innnity. Can stand In graes and virtue with the gift you had from me. ' Juti'i ll'drd llowif. Tlie Old Houso. In through the porch and up the silent atair , lilttle Is cliaiigad. 1 know so well the way*â€" Hitre. the deail came to meet me , It was there The dreaiu was dreamed In uuforgutiea days. Hut who 1* this who hurries on before, A Hitting ebade the brooding ihadea among ',' Hhe turned 1 aaw her faoe (1, (iodt It wore The face I need to wear when I waa youiigl 1 thought my aplrit and my heart were tamed To deadneaa , deail the pangs that agoni/.e. The old grief spriuga to cbuke lue I am aHbsi<ie<l Ilsfnre that lltt e ghost with eager eyes, O, turn away, let her not see, not know I How hIiiiiiII she liear II, how aliould under- Ltand ' CI, haalen down the atalrway, liantoa and go, And lea TO ber draamlng lu the ailaiit laud. The tUtr l» I'OTa WHh HI* Mutber. Iln went up the pathway alnglng I aaw the woman a eye* Grow b iabt with a wonlloaa welcc<iiio, ASBuiiBiiine warma the hklea, " Hack again, nweet heart mother,' He cried, anil bent to klas Ttin loviilt: faeetliat was uplifted For what Koine tnotlier* iiilHa. That l>ov will iln lo depend CD ; I heUI tiiat thia la true. I'rniii Itila III hive with their mothera Our braveet beroeagrew. MartU a grandeat hearts have been loTing hearts Hiiice time and earth began ; And the boy who kiaaea hia inotbar la every inch a iiiau. " Do yon thick a hundrsd trips to Europe woaldkeep him from yoaifhe knew yon wanted him .' " Ifkude atiked, and Orao« replied : " Perbapi not, I don't know. I only wish he were here. " Thia waa the last of February, and after that Grace failed so fast that with the hope that it might reach him before he sailed, Maade wrote to Max, telling him to oome ai once, if be woalu see Grace before she died. She knew aboat how long it woald take the letter to reach him and how lon^ for him to come, allowint; for no delays, and on the morninij of the firat day ahe ooald by any chance expect him she sent the carriage to the Caoandaigaa station, and then all throagh the hoars of the long, dreary day she sat by Grace's bedside, watching with a sinking heart the pallor on her lips and brow and the look she coald not mistake deepening on her face. " What if ahe sboald die before be gets here, or what if he shoald cot come at all ? " she thoaght as the hoars went by. 8be was more afraid of the latter, and when she aaw the carriage coming ap the avenue she atrained her eyes tbroagh the blinding anow to see if be were in it. When became before, be had stood op and waved his hat to them, bat there was no token now to tell if be were there, and she waited breathlessly aatil the carriage stopped before the side entrance, knowing then for sura that he bad oome." " Thank God ! " she cried as she went oat to meet him, barsting into tears as she aaid to him, " I am so glad, and so will .Miss Kaynor be. Bhe does not know that I wrote yoa. I didn't tell her for fear yoa wooldo't come. Hhe had given him her band and he waa holding it fast as she lei him into the ball. She did not aak him when or where he received ber letter. She only helped him olT with his coat, and made him ait down by the fire while she told bow rapidly Grace had failed and liow little hope there waa that she woald recover. " Yoa will help ber if anything can. I am going to prepare ber now," ahe said, and, going oat, ahe left him there alone. He had b^en very serry that he coald not keep bis promise at Cbristmaa, and tried to Had a few daya in which to visit the Cedara between the close of the salt and hisdepartare for Kngland. But he ooald not, and hia passage waa taken and hia laggage on the ahip, which waa to sail early in the morning, when aboat l< o'clock in the evening Maade's letter was brought to him, changing his plana at once. Graoe waa dying â€" the woman bo had loved ao long, and althoagh thoaaands of dollars depended apon bia keeping his appointment in London, ho mast loee it all, aod go to her. SendioK for his laggage, aod writing a tew letter;! cf explanation, the next morning f 0011-1 bim on hia way to the Cedarr. which he reached on the day when Maoile eipeot«4i him. She had left Grace asleep when she went to meet Max, bat un re-entering her room found ber awakt and laaniag 00 her elbow in the attitnde of iateuie listening. " Ub, Maade," she said, " was it a dream, or did I bear Max speaking to yoa in the ball .' Tell me, is he here ? " " Yes, he is here, I sent for him and he oame," Mamie replied, while Graoe fell back apon h«r pillow, whispering faintly : " Bring him at once" " Come," Maud said to Max, who follow- ed her to the aick room, where she left bim alone with Grace. Oe stayed by ber all that nigbt and the day following, in order to give Maude the rest she needed, but when the second night oame they kept the watoh together, ha on one side of the bud, and ahe apon the other, with their eye* Hxud apon the wbit«, pinched faoe where the shadow of death was Hsttling. Kor several floors (iracs slept i|aietly. Then, jnst as the gray-daylight was beginning to show itself in the uornera of the room she awoke and asked, " Where is Max '! ' " Here, darling ! " was his response, as be bent over her and kieseil her pallid lips. " I think it has grown cold and dark, for I can't see you," she said, groping for his hand, which she held tightly between her own aa she went on : "I have been dreaming. Maxâ€" such a pleasant dream, for I was yoang againâ€" yoang as Manda, and wore my bridal dreaa, juat aa I did that ilay when yon aaid I waa so pretty. Do you remember it 7 That waa years ago â€" oh I so many and I am getting old ; wo both are growing old. You said so in your letter. Bat Maade ia young, and in my dream she wore the bridal dress at tbelaat, and I saw my own grave, with yoa beeide hinted broadly at the impropriety of tlie act, wonderiDg how ahe ooold have done it. " She did it at Oraoe'a request, and to please me," Max said ; and that silsnced the lady, who was aJraid of her brother, and a little afraid of Maade, who did not seem quite the girl she had last seen in Merrivale. " What will you do now ? Go back to yoar teaching'/" she aaked, after the faneral waa over. " I shall go home to mother," Maade replied, and that afternoon ahe took the train for Merrivale, accompanied by Max, who was going on to New York, and thence to keep bia appointment in London. Few where the words spoken between them during the journey, aod those mostly of the dead woman lying ander the anow at Mt. Auburn ; but when Merrivale waa reached Max took the girl'a hacda in his own and presaed them bard aa he called her a second time by h?r name. " God bless you, Maade, for all yea were to Grace. When I oan I will write to yoa. Good-bye. Only for a moment the train stopped at the station, and then it moved swiftly on, leaving Maade standing opon the platform with her mother and John, -.vhile Max resumed hia seat, and, pulling bis hat over bis eyes, never spoke again until New York was reached. A week later and a ship of the Canard line was plowing the ocean to the eastward, and Ms.x Gordon waa among the passongeru, silent and abetiracted, with a bitter sense of loneliness and pain in his heart as be thoaght of the living aod the dead he waa leaving behind â€" Grace, who waa to have been hia bride, dead in all her sweetneas and beauty, and Maude, who was nothing to him bat a delioioua memory, alive in all her freabneaa and youthful bloom. Be coald hardly tell of which he thought the more, Grace or Maude. Both seemed ever present with him, and it was many a day before he could rid himself of the fancy that two faces ware cloaa against hia own, one oold and dead, as he had seen it last, with the snowy hair about the brow and a smile of perfect peaoe upon the lips love to him â€" the other glowing with life and which had never said aaght but words of girlish beauty, aa it had looked at bim in the gathering darknesa when he atood upon the oar step and waved it hia good bye. CHAPTKR X. \T I»»ST. Five yeara had passed since Graoe was her grave in Mt. Auburn, and Max Lnws nt Health. Tramp "Thankee kindly, mam, I'd no hope of gettiii' slch a line aiinpei: to day, mum. May Heaven bless ye! Ilouaekaeiier "As you've had a good sapper, I think you might ihop some wood." " Yea, mom , but you know the old ada^s' 'After dinner rest awhile, after supi>er walk • mile.' I'll walk the nils first, mam.' it and Maude, and both so sorry because I wat dead. Hut it is better so, and 1 am glad to die and he at roet. If I could be what I once waa, oh I bow I should cling to life ! For I love you so mnob ! Ob, Max, do you know , can yoa gnoss how I have loved yon all those years, iind what it has cost mo to give you up? " Max's only answer was the hot tears he dropped upon her face aa she wont on : " You will not forget mo : that I know ; but sometime â€" yeaaometiine and when it cornea, rememberâ€" I was willing. I told Ihaude eo. Where is she 7 " " Here ! " and Maude knelt, aobbing, by the dying womau, who went ou : " Hhe baa been evorythi.ng to me. Max, and I love her next to you. Uo.i blesa you both ! And it, in the heaven I am going to, I oan waloh over you, I will do it. and be often, often with you, when yon think I am tar away. Who was il aaid that 7 I read it long ago. Dut thiiiga are going from me, and Unaveii is very near, and the Saviour ia with me closer, nearer than you are. Max; and the other world is juat in sight, where I soon shall be, free from pain, with my poor, aripplnd tent all strong and well, like Maude's. Dear Maude ! toll her how I loved her ; toll her â€" ." Koro her voice grew indistinct, and for a few moments she seemed to be sleeping ; then suddonly opening bor eyes wide, ahe eiolaiinod, as an expression of joy broke over her faoe : " It in hereâ€" the glory which shineth as the noonday. In another moment I Hhall be walking the golden streets. Good-bye, Max ; good bye." Grace was dead, and Maude made her ready tor the oollln, her tears falling like rain upon the shrivelled feet and on the waxen bands which she fuldetl over tha pulseless bosom, placing In them tha flow-era her miatreaa had loved boat in lite. Hhe waa to be buried In Mt. Auburn, and Maude went with the remain* to Boston, aa Graoe had reijaested her to do, caring nothing beoausa Mrs. Marshall-More laid in waa atill abroad, leading that kind of Bo bemian life which many Americana lead in Kurope, when there is nothing to call them home. And to himself Max often said there was nothing to call bim home, but as often as he said it a throb of pain belied liia worda, for he knew that across the sea waa a faoe and voice he waa longing to bear and and see again, a faoe which now visited him in his dreama >jaite as often as that of bia dead love, and which he always saw as it had looked at him that summer afternoon in the log house among the Uichland hills, with the sunlight falling upon the rings of hair aod lending a warmer tint to the glow, ing cheeks. Delicious aa waa the memory of that afternoon, it had bseo the meana of keeping Max abroad during all these years, for, in the morbid state of mind into which be bad fallen after Grace'* death be felt he moat do penance for having allowed liim self for a moment to forget her who bad believed in him ao fully. " Graoe trusted me, and I was false to ber aod will punish myself for it, oven if by that means I lose all thatmakea lifedeairo- able," he thoaght ; and ao he atayed on and on, year after year, knowing alwaya jaat where Maode was and what she was doing, tor Archie kept him informed, Ocoaaionally he wrote to her himselfâ€" pleasant, chatty letters, which bad in them a greal deal of Graoeâ€" bia lost darling, he called her â€" and a little of the plaoes b* waa visiting. Uccssionally, too, Maude wrote to bim, her letters full of Graoe, with a little of her life in Merrivale, tor she was with her mother now, and bad been sinx Miss Uaynor's death. A oodioil to Grace's will, be<|aeathing her a few thousand dollars, made it anneosaaary tor her to earn her own livelihood. Indeed, she might have bought Spring Farm, it she had liked ; but this ahe would not do. The money given for that must be earned by beraelt, paid bv the book ahe was writing, and which, after it waa 6oiahsd aod pnbliabed, and after a taw aavaga criticiams by some dya(i<'ptic critioa, who aaw no good in it, be»:aa to be read, then to be talked about, tlien to sell uatil finally il beoama the ra^s and was toand in every bookstore and railway oar and on almost every parlor table in New England, while the young aatboresa was spoken of " as a star which at on* ilight had soared to the zenith ol literary fame," and Ibis from the very [lens which had at QrsI denounced " Sunny Bank " as a milk and watery effort, not worth the paper on which it waa wrtten. All Mra. Marshall. More'a gueata at Hpring Farm read it, and Mrs. Marahall- More and Archie read it, too, and botb went down to congratulate the author apoo her aucceaa, the latter saying to her, as he beat his boot with his cane, and looked admiringly at her through the glaaaea he now wore, " 1 say, Maode, yoar prophecy came true. You told me yoo'd write a book which everyone would read, and which would make mother proud to say ahe knew yon, and, by Jove, yon have done it. You ought to hear her talk to some Itoston peopie about Mis* Graham, the authoress. Von d suppose you'd been her dearest friend. I wonder what I'nole Max will say. I told you you wonld make bim your hero, and you have. I recogni/.ed him at oaoe ; but the heroine ia more like Graoa than you. 1 am going to soud it to him." And the next steamer whioh sailed from New York lor Kurope carried with it Maude's book directed to Max Gordon, who read it at one sitting in a sonny nook of the ColosHeni, where ho spent a great part of hi* time. (Iraoe was in it, and he waa in it, too, he was sure, and, reading between the llnea what a atranger could not road, he tell when he had tiniahed it that in the aaslouata love of the heroine tor the hero IS beard Maude calling to him to oome back to the happiness there was still tor him. And I will go." lis said. " Five years of penance have atone<l tor ftva minutes of forgetfiilnnan, and Graoe would bid me go, if she uouhl, for she foresaw what would be, and told me ahe was willing." With Max to will waa to do, and among the list of passengers who sailed from Liverpool. March '20lh, 18 , waa the name of Maxwell Gordon, Boston, Mass. It was tlie 2ad of April, and a lovely morning, with skies as Uue and air aa soft and warm as in the Uter days of May. And Spring Farm, for tlie season, was looking its loveliest, for Mrs. Marshall- More had lavished fabalous sums of money apon it, until she had very nearly transform ed it into what she meant it aliould be, an English Park. She knew that Maade had once expressed her intention to buy it back some day, but this she was sure she could never do, and if she ooald. Max wonld never sell it, and if he wonld ahe would never let him. Bo, with all tlisse neveri tc reaasare her, she went on year after year improving and beautifying the plaoe until it was worth far more than when it oame into lier liands, and she waa contemplating atill greater improvementa daring tlie com- ing aummer when Max aaddenly walked in upon her, and announced hia intention of going to Merrivale the next day. " But where will yoa stay 7 Botli houses are closedâ€" only the one at Spring Farm iias in it an old ooupleâ€" Mr. and Mrs. Martinâ€" who look after it in the winter, " she said, and Max replied, " I will stay at Spring Farm with tlis Martins. I want to see the plaoe." And the next day found him there, occupying the room which, by a little skilful ijuestioniog of Mrs. Martin, he learned liad been Maade's when her fatlier owned the farm. Miaa Graham was home, she said, and at once launched out into praises of the young auilioresaof whom Merrivale waa so proud. '- And to tliink," she said. " that she was born here in thi,i very house I It seems so queer." " And is tha liouse more honored now than went she was simple Maade Graham ? " Max aaked ; and the old lady replied, " To be sure it ia. Any houae can have a baby born in it, bat not every one an authoress '. " and with that she bustled o9 to see about supper for her guest. Max was up early the next morning, wondering how soon it woald be proper for bim to call upon Maode. He had no thoaght that ahe would oome to him, and was aome- what surprised when jast after breakfast har card was brought by Mrs- Martin, who said ahe waa in the parlor. Maude had heard of his arrival from Mr. Martin, who bad slopped at tlie cottage the previous night on hi* way to the viUage- " Mr. Gordon in town I I aapposed he was in Europe ! " aha exclaimed, feeling herself grow hot and oold and faint as she thought of Max Gordon being so near to her. That very afternoon she bad received the first check from her publisher, and been deligble<l with the amount, ao much more than ahe had expected. There waa enough to bay Spring Farm, if Max did not ask toomacb, and she reeslved to write to him at once and ask his price. But that was not necessary now, for he was here and she should see him face to faoe, aod the next morning she started for Spring Farm immediately after their breakfast, which waa never served very early. " Will he find me greatly changed, I wonder," she thought, aa she sat waiting for him, her heart beating so rapidly that she ooold scarcely speak when at last be came and atood before her, the same man she bad parted from five years before save thai he aeemed a little older, with a look of wearineaa in hia eyea. But that lifted the moment they rested opoo ber. " Oh, Maude," was all he coald say aa be held ber bands in his and looked into the face he had seen so often in hia dreams, thoogh never as beaatif ol as it was now. " Maude." be began at last, " I can- not tell you bow glad I am to see you again, or bow glad I am tor your sucoesa. I read the book in Rome. Archie sent it to me, aod I have oome to oongratolate yon." Ue was talking so fast and pressing her bands so hard that he almost took her breath away. Bat she released berself from him, determining to have the <'<u>in<'<i otT her mind as soon as possible, and began abruptly : " I was surprised to hear of your arrival, and glad, too, as it saves me the trouble of writing you. I can buy Spring Farm now. Y'ou know yoo promised to keep it for ma. W hat ia your prioe ? " "How mooh can yoa give ?" Max asked : and without stopping to considsr the strangeness i>t the ijoeation, Maude told him frankly the sixa of the check she had received, and aaked if it were enough. No, Maode," Max aaid, and over the faoe looking so anxiouslv at him there tell a cloud ol diaappointment as Maode replied, " Is it mooh more yoo ask 7 " " Yes. a great deal more." and Max aeated himself beside her apon the eofa, for she waa now sitting down ; " hot I think you can arrange it. Don't look so sorry. It ia >ji>u I want, not your money. Will you give me yourself in return tor Spring Farm 7 " Ue had her hands again, but she drew them from him, and, covering her faoe with them, began to cry, while he wont on : " Five years is a long time to wait tor one we love, and I have waited that length of time, with thoughts of you in my heart, almost aa mach as thooghts of Grace, whom I loved dearly while she lived. Bat she is dead, and could she speak she would bid yon grant ma the happinrsa I have been denied so many yeara. I think ahe knew it would oome some day. I am aure she did, and she told me she was willing. I did not mean to aak yon <|aite ao soon, bnt the eight of yoo, ao beaatifol and awoal, and the belief that yoo care tor mo aa I care tor yoo, has made me forget all the proprieties, and I cannot recall my words, so I ask yoo again to be my wife, to give yourself as the price of Spring Farm, which shall be your homo aa long as you choose to make it so. Will ^on Maude 7 I have oome thoaaands of miles tor your anawor, whioh maat not be no." What else he said, or what she said, it is nnneoesaary for the reader to know ; only thia, that when th . two walked back to the oottage, Maude aaid to her mother, " I am to marry Mr. Gordon in Jane, and you will spend the aummer in our old home, and John will go to college In the fall." It waa very bad taate in Max to select the aOlh ol Jans for hi* wedding-day, and aha should suppose he would remember 'JO years ago when Graoe Uaynor was to have been bis bride, Mr*. Murahall More said to Archie, whan commenting open her brother's approaching marriage, whioh did not altogether please her. She would far rather that he should remain single, tor Archie's sake and bsr own. And still it was aome oomlort that ah* was lo bava lor har sister one so famoos as Maude was gettii^ to be. So she went ap to Merrivale early in Jane and opened her own house, aod patronized Maiide and Mrs. Graham, and made many suggestions with regard to tba wedding, which she would have had very line and elaborate had they allowed it. Bat Maude's perterenoe was for a quietaSair with only a few of her more intimats friends present. And she had her way. Arcliie waa there, of course, and made him- self master of ceremonies- Be had received the news of Maude'a engagement with a keener pang of regret than he had thought it possible for him to feel, and suddenly woke up to a consciousness that he boa always bad a gseater liking for Maude thas he supposed. But it was too late now, and casting his regrets to the winda he mada the best of it, and waa apparently tha gayest of all the guests who, on the mom. ing of the 20ih of June assembled in Mrs. Graham's parlor, where Max and Maoda were made one. Aunt Maude, Archie called her,as he kissed her two or three times and asked it aha remembered the time she cried 00 the neek of the brown ox, and declared ber hatred of Max and all relations- " But I did not know him then ; did I, Manx ? " Maude said ; and the bright faoe lifted to her husbtnd told that she was far from hating bim now. There waa a abort trip to the west, aod a flying visit to Richland and the Cedars, so fraoght with memories of the past and of Graoe, wbcs: grave on the wedding-day bad been one mass of tlowera which Max had ordered pat there. " Her wedding-garment," he said to Maude, to whom he told what ha had done. " She seem* very near to ma now, and I am sore she is glad." • • • • • It was a lovely July day, when Max and Maode retorned from their bridal joaraay and took possession of the old home at Spring Farm, where Mrs- Graham mat them with a very different expreasion upoa ber face from what it wore when we first aaw her there yeara ago- The plaoe waa hers again, to enjoy aa long aa ahe lived ; and if it had beisn beautiful when aba left it, aba foimd it far more so now, tor Mrs. Maraball-More'a improvementa, for which Max'a money had paid, wera mostly in good taste, and never bad tha grounds looked better than when Max and Maude drove into them on this July after- noon. Although a little past their prims there were roses everywhere, and the grassy walks, whioh Mrr. Marshall. More had sobatitated in plaoe of gravel, where freehly cut, and amooth and aofi aa velvet, while the old-fashioned flowera Maude loved so w-ell were filling the air with their perfume and the birds in tba maple tree seemed carolling a welcome to the bride, so tall were they of song- And here we shall leave her, happy ia her old boms and in ber husband's lova. which is more to her than all the world beside. Whether she will ever wrila another book we do not know. Probably she will, for where the brain seeds bava taken root it ia hard to dislodge them, and Maude ottens hears around ber the voicea of new ideal friends, to whom she may sometime be compelled to give shape and name, as she did to the friends of hac childhood. TRB KMP. How to Change the Color of Canary BIrda The followiDg is from the prooeedinga oC the Berlin rhysiologioatl Society : Start- ing with the observed fact that canariaa fed with Cayenne pepper ac>]uire a ruddy plumage. Dr. Sanermann has based upoa it a soientiflc investigation of cananea. fowls, pigeon*, and other birds. Froa these he has obtained the following resalta. Feeding with popper only produces an efifeet when given to young birds before tbay moult , the color of tha feathers of oldaa birds cannot be affected. Moisture taoitt. tales the change of oolor to a roddy hoi^ whioh is again discharged ooder the infla- enoe of sunlight and oold. A portion ot the ooostituents of Cayenne pepper isqaita inactive as, for instance, piperin and several extractives, similarly the red ocloring mat- ter alone of the pepper has no effect on tha oolor ot the feathers. It is rather the trio. lein, whioh occur* in the pepper in laraa quantities, together with the charaoterisMa pigment, which brings about the change of color by holding the red pigment of tba pepper in solution. Glycerine may be aaad instead of triolein to bring ab ut lbs Sanaa result. The same statement holds good with regard to the feeding of birds with aniline colors. The red pigment of tba pepper is also stored in the egg yolk as wall aa in the fealbera. The first appearance a< the pigment in tha yolk may be observed aa a colored ring four daya after tht oom- manoement of feeding with the pigment dissolved in fat ; after a further two days* feeding the whole yolk is colored. Dr. Sanermann is still engaged in carrying oa hia researches. On tho BuUI Porrli. " Mamma, dear, do yoa know you've gok 99 pins in the back ot your dreas ?" " Good gracious, child, how do yon know?" " Why, I've just palled them oat." What Wa Ara Comlns To. Justioe (a few years hence)â€" What ia thia lady arrested for 7 Park policemanâ€" Vandalism. Herskirta knocked over a blade ot grass. Justioe -Madam, have you anything to say before sontenoe ot death is passed T â€" Stw York H'ttkljf. A (iluomy Ontlook. Old Friend •• Got a alar for next aon "" Theatrioal Manager (gloomily)â€" "No; all the babies are engaged, and the womaa who killed that Chioago broker won't go oa the stage." â€" ^ â€" .^ â€" Huivu-iiK, flokle appetite, failore of eya- sight, tube oasts in orins, tre<)uent desire to urinate, especially at night, cramps in calf of legs, graitoal loss of flesh and dropsical swellingâ€" any one or more of the above dia- orders are symptoms of advanced kidney disease or Bright's Disease, and Wamer'a Safe Cure shoald be freely used aooonliiw lo directions. Dr. Wm. H. Thompson, ol the city ot New York, says : •• More adnlla are carried off in this country by chrooio kidney disease than by any otherone malady except oonsumplion." The late Dr. Dio Lewis says, over his own signatare, ia speaking ol Warner's Safe Oar* : â- â-  II I loand myself the victim ol a lorioa* kidnap tronhle, I should aaa yoar prsparation." ^