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Wliaa Johnay CleU UU Qud. )'â-  oomliig up the j>«tb of Tim* a Kracloui epooh wbea Tbs better motlrei ot the boart sh&U rule the <le«<la ot men , When poiucikuiceMe with lief to mood their puiy Icuoe, And onice-holdera heed the wUh ot their cod- •lltuunte; mien xvury cue >ht.\\ bkve the thought to watob the word tboy amy; mieo all our deeda uid motlvos shall be open u the dar ; ITben itnuvmi;, trickery, deceit and trand wv â- hall have done, la thai uncertain i>eriod when Johnny geta hie gun. Xh* men will ceaie to amoke and chew and drink and rudely awear, And glrlH bo taught to bake and mend and oeaee to baoK thuir bair, And he who |i«ddiee milk will put no water in hlacao, miUe then tbo baokman, even, may become an honeat man. Bow gladly wehhall greet the day when these tbin^a come tu paHs ! Bnttbete la atill onu cloud ot doubt in hope'a fair akf.alaal Vew York will atlll be found with all hor monu- menta undone, Owy'll atlll be juat as they are now, when iobnny geta hla uuu. M AHERIGAN GIRL. "Of ooarse, it was very little," hesitated Kin Belinda ; " but- bat I coald Dot help â- aeinfi that he was drawing oomparisoDS, •â-  it were. Octavia was teaching Mr. foppleton to play crofjuet, and she was nther exhilarated, and perhapi exhibited â- lore â€" freedom of manner, in an innocent ^nty â€" qaite in an iciiocent, tboaghtlesa myâ€" than is exactly customary, and I •aw Mr. Barold glance trom her to liOoia, who stood near ; and when I said, * Yoa are thiokiog ot the contrast between them,' he answered, ' Yes, they differ very Cnatly, it is trne'; and of ooarse I knew ttmi toy poor Ootavia ooold not have the advantage in his eyes. She feels this her- â- elf, I know. Bhe shocked me, the other day, bayond eipresaion by telling me that she ft^A asked him if he thoaght she was leally fast, and that she was sure he did. Poor oLild ; the evidently did not compre- kttid the dreadful signifloanoe of saoh tanss." " A man like Francis Barold does understand their significance," said Lady Theobald, " and it is to be deplored that joar niece cannot be taught what her yotitiou in sooiety will be it soch a TCpotation attaches itself to her. The men «( the present day fight shy ot such Aaracters " TbiH dread clause so impressed poor Miss Balinda by Ha solemnity that she coald not lorbear repeating it to Uotavia afterwards, though it is to be regretted that it did not piodaoe the effect that she had hoped. " Well, I must say," she observed, " that if some men fought a little shyer than they do, I Hboulda't mind it. You always do have aboai hall a dozen dangling aroand, wh» only bore, and who will ke-^p asking Co to go to places, and seuding you nqoets, and asking you to dance, when they can't dance at all, and tear your 4rMS, and stand on your foet. If they would ' fight ehy,' it would be splendid." To Miss Belinda, who certainly had â- ever been guilty ot the indecorum of hav- ioM any member of the stronger sex ** dangling about " at all, this was very trying. "My dear," she said, "don't say 'you â- Iways have'; itâ€" it really Hsems to make it so personal." Ootavia turned around and lixed her eyes vonderingly upon her blushing oountenanoe. yor a moment she made no remark, a Burvelloas thought shaping itself slowly in her mind. "Aunt Belinda," she said, at length, 4id anybody over ." "Ah, DO, my dear. No, no, I assure you I " cried Miaa Belinda, in the greatest possible trepidation. " Ah, dear, no 1 Boohâ€" suoh things rarely â€" very rarely happen in â€" in Blowbridge â€" and besides, I «waldB't possibly have thought of it. I oenldn't, indeed I " Bhe waH so overwhelmed with maidenly flontnaion at the appalini^ thooxht, that she did not reoover herself for half ao hour at least. Ootavia, feeling that it would not be safe to pursue the subject, only uttered •ae word of comment : "QraoiousI" CHAPTER XIX. AM EXrEItlMRNT. Much to her own atouishment, Luoia iOBOd herself allowed new liberty. Bhe was permitted to spend the afternoon fre- ^osDtly with Oclavia, and, on several •ooaelous, that young lady and Miss Baasett were Invited to partake ot toa at Oldolough in company with no other guest than Francis Barold. " I don't know what it means, and I think it must mean something," said Luoia to Ootavia, " but it is verjr pleasant. 1 never was allowed to be so intimate with may one before." *' Perhapi," suggested Ootavia, sagely, *'aha thinks that, it you see mo often «noagh, you srill get sick of me, and it will be a lesson to you." "The moie I see ot you," answered Ituola, with a serious little air, â- ' the fonder I am of YOU. I understand yon better. Too are not at all like what I thoaght you •t first, Ootavia." " But I don't know that there's mooh to â- nderstand in me." " There is a great deal to understand in jon, ' she replied. " You are a puzzle to â- IS often. You seem so frank, and yet one knows so little about you, after all. For iostanoe," Luola went on, " who would imagino that yoU are so affectionate? " " Am I affectionate ? " she asked. "Yes," answorol Lucia, " I am sure you â- re verv affectionate. I have found it out gradually. You would inCfer things for â- ny one you loved." Ootavia thoaght the matter over. "Yes," she said at length, " 1 would." "You are very fond of Miss Basaett," roeeded Luoia, as it arraigning her at bar ot justice. Yon are very fond ot jour father, and I am sure there are other â- eople yon are very fond olâ€"very fond of, £ideed." Ootavia pondered seriously again. "Yes, there are," she remarked ; "but â- 0 one would care about them here â€" and so I'm not going to make a fnas. You don't want to make a f ms over people you 1 like." •â-  You don't," said Luoia. " Yon are like Pranois UaroM, In one wayâ€" hat yna are Altogether different, in another. Francis Barold does not wish to show emotion, and be is so determined to hedge himself around that one oan't help saspeoting that he is always guarding himself against one. He always seemg to be resentiog inter- ference ; but you don't appear to oare at all, and so it is not natural that one ahould suspect you. I did not saspect yoQ." " What do saspect me of now 7 " " Ot thinking a great deal," answered Lucia afleotionately. " And of being very olever and very gooid." Ootavia was silent for a tew moments. " I think," she said, after the pause " I think you'll find that's its a mistake." "No, I shall not," returned Lucia, quite glowing with enthusiasm. "And I know I shall leurn a great deal from yoa." This was suoh a startling proposition that Ootavia felt decidedly onoomfortable. Bhe flushed rosy red. " I'm the one who ought to learn things, I think," she said. "I'm alwaye doing things that frighten Aunt Belinda, and yoa hnow how the rest regard me." "Octavia," said Laoia, very naively iadeed, " suppose we try to help each other. If yoa will tell me wbeo I am wroDg, I will try toâ€" to have the oourage to tell you. That will he good practice for me. What I most waDt is courage and frankness, and I am sore it will take oourage to make up my mind to tell you of your â€" of your mistake." Octavia regarded her with mingled admiration and respect. " I think that's a splendid idea," she said. "Are you sure," faltered Lncia, " are you sure you won't mind the things I may have to say 7 Really, they are quite little things in themselves â€" hardly worth mentioning " Tell me one of them, right now," said Octavia, point-blank. "Ob, DO !' exclaimed Luoia, itarting. " I'd rather notâ€" just now." â- â-  Well," commented Octavia, " that sounds as it they must be pretty unpleasant. Why don't you want to 7 They will be quite us bad to-morrow. And to refuse to tell me one is a bad beginning. It looks as it you were fright- ened, and it isn't good praotioe for you to be frightened at such a little thing." Lucia felt convicted. She made an effort to regain her composure. " No, it is not," the said. " Bat that is always the way. I am oontinaally telling myself that I tpill be coursgeoui and candid, and the first time anything happens, I fail. I will tell you one thing." Bhe stopped short here, and looked at Ootavia guiltily. " It is something â€" I think I would do it if I were in your place," Lucia stammered. " A very little thing indeed." " Well ? " remarked Ootavia, anxiously. Lucia lost her breath, oaogbt it again, and proceeded oautiously, and with blushes at her own daring. ' It I were in your place," she said, " I think â€" that, perhapsâ€" only perhaps, you know â€" I wunld not wear â€" my bhii-- quite so low down â€" over my forehead." Ootavia sprang trom her seat, and ran to the pier glass over the mental. Bhe glanced at the reflection of herown startled, pretty face, and then, patting her hand to the soft blonde "bang" which met her brows, turned to Lucia. ' lun't it beooming ! " she asked breath- lessly. " Oh, yes ! " Luoia answered. " Very." Ootavia started. " Then why wouldn't yon wear it ? " she cried. " What do you mean 7 " Lucia felt her position truly a delicate one. Bhe locked her hands, and braced herself ; hut she blushed vividly. " It may sound rather silly, when I tall you why, Ootavia," she said ; " but I really do think it ih a sort of reason. You kcuw, in those absurb pictures of actresses, bangs always seem to be the principal feature. I eaw Bomo in the shop windows, when I went to Uarrilord with grandmamma. And they were such dreadful women â€" some of them â€" and bad so very few clothes on, that I can't help thinking I shouldn't like to look like them, and " " Does it make me look like them 7" " Oh, very little I" answered Looia ; " very little indeed, ot ooarse : but " "But it's the same thing, attar all," put in Ootavia. "That's what yoa mean." "It is so very little," faltered Lucia, thatâ€" that perhaps it isn't a reason." Ootavia looked at herself in the glass again. " It isn't a very good reason," she re- marked, " but I suppose it will do." Bbe paused, and looked Luoia in the face "I don't think that's a little thing," she said. To be told you look like an opera bnupe. aotreaa." " I did not mean to say so," cried Lucia, filled with the most poignant distress. " I beg your pardon, indeed Iâ€" oh dear! I was afraid yoa wouldn't like it. I felt that it was taking a grsbt liberty." " I don't like it," answered Ootavia ; " but that oan't be helped. I didn't exactly sup- pose I should. But I wasn't going to say anything about your hair when I began," glancing at poor Lucia coiffure, " thoagh I suppose I might." " You might say about a thousand things about it I " cried Lucia, piteonaly. " I know that mine is not only in bad taste, but it is ugly and anheooming." " Yen," said Ootavia, cruelly," it i«." " And yoars is neither the one nor the other," prottated Laoia. "You know I told you it was pretty, Ootavia." Ootavia walked ovrr to the table, upon wbioh stood Miss Belinda's work- basket, and took therefrom a small and gleaming pair of aoisBors, rotuning to the mantel glass with them. "How short shall I out 117" she de- manded. "Oh I" exclaimed Luoia, "don'tâ€" don't." For answer, Ootavia raised the soissors, and gave a snip. It was a savage snip, and half the length and width of her love-looks tell on the mantel ; then she gave another snip, and the other halt fell. Luoia scarcely dared to breathe. For a moment, Ootavia stood gazing at herself, with pale face and dilated eyes. Then suddenly the folly of the deed she had done sesm to reveal itself to her. " Oh I " she cried out, "Oh, how diabolical it looks I" Bhe turned apon Laoia. " Why did you make me do it ?" she exolaimed. " It's all your faultâ€" every bit of It " ; and flinging the soiusora to the other end of the room, she threw herself into a chair, and burst into tears. Luuia's auguiah of mind was almost more than she could bear. For at least three minutes, she '^It herself a criminal of the deepest dye ; after the three minates bad elapsed, however, she began to reason, and called to mind the fact that she was failing as osaal under her crisis. " This it being a coward again," she said to herself. " It is worse th«n to have said nothing. It is true that she will look more refined, now one oan see & little of her forehead, and it ia cowardly to be afraid to 'tand firm when I really think so. I â€" yes, I will say something to her." " Ootavia," she began, aloud, " I am sure you are making a mistake again." This as decidedly as possible, which was not very decidely. "You â€" you look very mooh - nicer, ' "I look ghattly !" said Ootavia, who began to feel rather absurd. ' You do not. Your forehead â€" yoa have the prettiest forehead I ever saw, Ootavia," said Luoia, eagerly, "and yoar eyebrows are perfect. Iâ€" wish yoa would look at yoarself again." Rather to her sorpriso, Octavia began to laugh under cover of her handerchief ; reaction had set in, and, though the laugh was a tiifie hysterical, it was still a laagb. Next she gave her eyes a final little dab, and rose to go to the glass again. Bhe looked at herself, touched up the short, waving fringe left on her forehead, and turned to Luoia, with a resigned exptc!>- ion. ' Do you think that any one who was used to seeing it the other way woald â€" would think I looked horrid ?" she inquired, anxiously. " They would think you prettierâ€" a great dtal," Lucia answered, earnestly. "Don't you know, Ootavia, that Dcthing could be really unbecoming to you? You have that kind of face." For a few seconds, Ootavia seenr to lose herielf in thought of a Bp^colati\ -- '....::re. " Jack always said so," she remarked, at length. " Jack ?" repeated Lucia, timidly. Ootavia roused herself, and smiled with candid sweetness. " He is gome one I knew in Nevada," ahe explained. " He worked in father's mine once." " You must have known him very well," suggested Lucia, somewhat awed. "I did," she replied calmly. "Very well." Bbe tucked away her pocket-handkerchief in 1 36 jaunty pocket at the baok cf her basqne, and returned to her chair. Then she tnroed again to Lucia. " Well," Bbe said, " I think yon have found out tbct you nere mistaken, haven't you, dear? s-^uppose yon tell me ot some- thini; else." Lucia colored. " No," she answered, " that is enough for tolday." CHAPTER XX- PKCCUAB TO REVIDA. Whether or not Lncin was fight in aoousiog Octavia's Basaett of being clever, and thinking a great deal, is a riddle which those who are interested in her must unravel as they read : but whether the sur- mise was correct or incorrect, it seemed pos- sible that she had thoaght a little after the interview. When Barold saw her next, be was Btruck by a alight bat distinctly definable change he recognized in her dress and cniffure. Her pretty hair had a rather lees "professional" appearance; he had the pleasure of observing, for the first time, bow very white her forehead was, and how delioate the arch of her eyebrows ; her dress had a novel air ot simplicity, and the diamond rings were nowhere to be seen. " She's better dresded than usual, " he said to himself. " And she's always well dressed â€" rather too well dressed, fact is, for a plaoe like this. This sort of thing is in better form, under the oircumslancea." It was so muoh " better form," and he so far approved of it, that be quite thawed, and was very amiable and very enter- taining indeed. Ootavia was entertaining, too. She asked several most interesting questions. "Do yoa think," she inquired, " that it is bad taste to wear diamonds 7" " My mother wears them â€" oooaaionally." " Have you any sisters?" "No." " Any coaaine â€" as young as I am 7" '• Ya-aa." " Do they wear them 7" " I must admit." he replied, " that they don't. In the first place, you know, they haven't any, and. In the second, I am under the impresaion that Lady Beauohamp â€" their mamma, you know â€" wouldn't permit it if they had." " Wouldn't permit it !" said Ootavia. " I suppose they always do as she tells them 7" lie smiled a little. " They would be very ooorageous young women if they didn't," he remarked. "What would ehe do if they tried it 7" ahe inquired. "Bhe couldn't beat them." "They will never try it," he answered, dryly. " And, though I have never seen her beat them, or beard their lamentations under ohastiment, I should not like to say that Lady Beauohamp could not do any- thing. Bhe is a very determined person â€" tor a gentlewoman." Ootavia laughed. " Yon are joking," she said. " Lady Beanuha mp is a serious subject for jokee," be responded. " My cousins think so, at least." " I wonder if she is as bad as Lady Theo bald," Ootavta refleoted aloud. " tihe says I have no right to wear diamonds at all, until I am married. Butldun't mind Lady Theobald," she added, as a oheerf al after- thought. "I am not fond enough ot her to care about what she says." " Are yon fond of any one 7" Barold imiuired, speaking with a languid air, bat, at the same time glauoing itt her with some slight interest, trom under his eyelids. " Luoia says I am," she retarned, with the calmness ot a young person who wished to regard the matter from an unembarrassed point of view. " Luoia says I am affection- ate." "Ah I" deliberately. "Areyou?" Bho tamed and looked at him serenely. " Hhould you think ao ?" she asked. This was making such a personal matter of the question that he did not exaotly enjoy it. It was certainly not " good form " to p«U a man np in saoh oool style. " Keally," he replied, " I â€" ah â€" have had no opportunity ot judging." U» had not the s'l^htest intention ot being amusing, but to bis infinite diagudt he discovered as soon as he spoke that she was amuaed. Bbe laughed outright, and evidently only checked herself buuauae ho lookod 80 tutioud. lu consideration for bis feelings she assumed an air ot mild but preternatural seriansceSB. |p^ "No," she remarked, "that is true â€" you baven't, of course." He was silent. He did not enjoy being amusing at all, and he made no pretence of appearing to submit to tbe indignity oalmly. Bhe bent forward a little. "Ah!" ahe exclaimed, " you are mad again â€" I mean you are vexed. I am always Vexing you." There was a bint of appeal in her voice, which rather pleased him, hut he bad no intention of relenting at onoe. " I confeus I am at a loss to know why you laagbed," he said. " Are )oa," she asked, " really 7" â€" letting her eyes rest upon him anxiously for a moment. Then sbe actually gave vent to a little sigh. " We look at things so dif- ferently, that's it," she said. " I suppose it is," he responded, still chillingly. In spile ot this, ehe suddenly assumed a oomparatively cheerful aspect. A happy thought occurred to her. "Lucia would beg your pardon," sbe said. "I am learning good manners from Lucia. Suppose I beg your pardon." " It is quite unnecessary," he replied. " Lucia wouldn't think so," she said. " And why shouldn't I be as well behaved as Lucia ? 1 beg your pardon." He felt raiher absurd, and yet somewhat mollified. Bhe had a way of looking at him, sometimes, when she had been nu- pleaeant, which rather soothed him. In fact, he had found of late, a little to his private annoyance, that it was very easy for her either to eoothe or disturb him. And now, juat as Ootavia had settled down into one of tbe prettiest and least difficult of her moods, there came a knock at the front door, which, being answered by Mary Anne, was found to annouoce tbe onrate of Bi. James, Enter, ooostquently, the Rev. Arthur Poppleton, â€" bluebing, a trifle timorous, perhaps, but happy beyond measure to find bimself in Misa Belinda's parlor again, with Miss Belinda's niece. Perhaps the least possible shade of bis joyousneas died oat when he caught sight of Mr. Fraujis Barold, and certainly Mr. Francid Barold was not at all delighted to soe him. "What does that fellow want?" that gentleman was saying, inwardly. " What does he come simpering and tutniog pink here for ? Why doesn't be go and see some of his old women, and read tracts to them 7 That's hi$ businesi." Ootavia's manner towards her visitor formed a fresh grievance for Barold. Bhe treated tbe cntaie very well indeed. Bhe seemed glad to see him, sbe was wholly at her ease with him, sbe made no trying re- marks to him, sbe never stopped to fix her eyes upon him iu that inexplicable style, and sbe did not laugb when there seemed nothing to langh at. Bhe was so gay and good-humored that the Reverend Arthur I'uppleion bf-amed and fljurishtd under her treatment, and forgot to change color, and even ventured to talk a good deal and make divers qaite preecntable little jokes. " I sbould like to know," thought Barold, growing sulkier as the others grew merrier â€" " I should like to know what sbe finds so interesting in bim, and why she chooses to treat him better than sbe treats me â€" for sbe cettainly does treat him better." It was hardly fair, however, that he should complain; for, at times, he was treated extremely well ; and his intimaoy with Ooiavia progreesed quite rapidly. I'erbape, it the truth were told, it nai always himself who was tbe firut means of oheoklug 11, by some sudden prudent instinct which led him to feel that perhapa he was in raiher a delicate position, and had better not indulge in loo much of a good thing, de bad nut been an eligible and anim- peaobably desirable parti for ten years without acquiring some of that discretion M>hioh is eaid to be the better part of valor. The maiter-of-Iaji air with which Oclavia aocepted hia atientioLS caosed him to puil himself up eomelimes. It he bad been Drown, or Joues, or even Robinson, she oould not have appeared to regard them as more eutirely natural. Whenâ€" he had gone so far, onoe or twice â€" he bad deigned to make a more than uaually agreeable apeeuh to her, it was received wilh none of that charming sensitive tremor to which he had been uouustumed. Ouvavia neither blushed nor dropped her eyes. It did not add to Barold's tatiafaotion to tind her as cheerful and ready to be amused by a mild lilile curate, who blushed and stammered, and was neither briUant, grace fnl, nor diaiinguiahed. Gould nut Ootavia see the wide difference between the two 7 Regarding tbe matter in this light, and watching Ootavia as she encouraged her visitor, and laoghed at his jokts, and never onoe tripped bim up by asking him a startling qaestion, did not, as already has been said, improve Mr. Francis Barold's temper, and by the time his visit was over, he had lapsed inio hia coldest and moal haughty manner. As soon as Miss Belinda entered, and engaged Mr. Poppleton for a moment, he roso and crossed the little room to Ootavia's side. " I must bid yon good-afternoon," he said. Ootavia did not rise. " Bit down a minute, while Aont Belinda is talking about red flannel night-caps and lumbago," she said. " 1 want to ai>k you aomething. By the way, what it lumbago?" "Is that what you wished to ask me?" he iu(|nired, slifUy. "No. I just thoaght of that. Have you ever had it, and what is it like 7 Ail tbe old people in Blowbridge have it, and they tell you all about it, when you sue them. Aunt Belinda says so. What I wanted tu ask you was different ." " Possibly Miss hassett might be able to tell you,' he remarked. " About the lumbago? Well, perhapsshe might. I'll ask her. Do yoa think it bad taate in nx to wear diamonds?" Bhe said this with the moat delightful aeriuusness, fixing her eyes upon him with her very prettiest look of candid appeal, as if it was tbe most natural thing in the world that she should apply to him for information. Ue fell himself faltering again. How while that bit ot forehead was I How soft tbat blonde, waving fringe of baic I What a lovely shape her eyes were, and how large and clear, as she raised them I " Why do you ask me .'" he inquired. " Because I think you are an unprejudiced person. Lady Theobald is not. I have confidence :n you, Tell me." Thetu was a al%hl pause. "Really," he caid, afier it, "I oaa scarcely be.ieve that my opiniun can be ot any value in your eyes. I am â€" can only tell you that it is hardly ouuiumary inâ€" an â€" in Kiigiaoa tor yonui^ people to wear a profusiou of orLauiei.t. ' " I wonder if 1 v^ear a profusion." " Yuu don't need a.i> ,'' he condescended. " You are too yoaug, andâ€" all that sort of thing." She ijlanced down at her slim, unringed bands f jr & moment, Uer expression quite thoQghilni. " Lucia and I almout quarreled the othet day," shn eaid,â€" " at lea^^, i almost quarrel- ed. It isn't so nice tu be told ot things, afterall- I mast say I dou'llike it osmaoh as I thought 1 should." He kept his seat longer than he intended, and when he rose tu go, the Reverend Arthur Poppleton was shaking hands with Miss Belinda, and su it fell out that they left the house tigeiher. 'â-  You know Mies U^lavia Bassett well, I suppose," remarked Baruld, with oondeS> cenaion, as tfaey passed through the gats. " You ciergymeu are fortunate fellows." " I wish others knew her as well, sir," said the little gentlcuiao, kindling. "I wish they knew herâ€" her generosity and kindness ot heart and ready sympathy with misfortune!" " Ah !" commented Mr. Barold, twisting his muatache with sumewhaiof an incredu- lous air. This uaa not al all the sort of thing he bad expected to htar. For hia own {.art, it woaid doi have occurred to him to suspect ber of ih« possession gt such desirable and orihooox qualities. "There are tbuse wuu â€" misunderstand her," cried the curate, warming with hia subject, " who misuuderstaud, and â€" yea, and apply harsh terms to her Innooent gayety and freedom of sperob ; if they knew her as I do, they would c< aie to do so." "I should scarcely have thoughtâ€"" began Barold. " There are many who scarcely think it- it you will pardon my luiertupiiog yea," said the cuiate. â- ' l think they would scarcely believe it it I fell at liberty to tell them, which I renret to ruy I do not. I am almost breaking my wnrd in (ayiug what 1 cannot help saying lo yuurself. The poor under my care are better off since she oame, and there are some who have seen ber more than once, though she did not go as a teacher or lo reprove them for faults, and her way of doing what ehe did ttas new to them, and perhaps macQ lees serious than they were aocastjmed to, aud they liked it all the better." "Ah!" commented Barold again. " Flan- nel-under-garmeuts, andâ€" that sort of thmg." " No," with much spirit, "not at all, sir, but what, as I eaid, they liked much better. It is not often they meet a beautifol creature who comes amont! them with open hands, and the tatural, ungrudging way of giving which she ban. bumelimes they are at a loss lo uuuersand, as well as the rest. They have b<reu used to what ia narrower and more â€" more exacting." " I hey have been used to Lady Theo- bald." observed Barold, ^ith a faint smile. " It would not become me to â€" lo mention Lady Tneobaldinauy dis(aragiog manner," replied the caiute, " bat tbe btsi aud most charitable among us do not always carry cut oar good inteulii n-. lu tbe besi way. I dare say Lady Tbeotabl would consider Miss Octavia Baaseit too readily influenced, and too lavish. ' " Sbe is ait generous with her money aa with ber diamonds, p rha^is," eaid Barold. " Possibly the quality is p.culiar to Nevada. We part here Mr. Puppletoo, I believe. Good- morning." (To be Continued). PllloWK or Paper. All England ia orazy on the snbject ot paper pillows. Yuu tear the paper into very email pieces, not bigger than your finger nail, aul then pat them into a pillow-sack ot drilling or light ticking. They are very cool for hot climates, and muoh Buperior to feather pillows. The newspapers are printing app^ala for them for hospitals- Newep«per is not nice to use, as there ia a disagreeable cdor from printers' ink ; bat brown or white paper and old letters and envelopes are tbe best. As you tear them, stuff them into an old pillow-case, until yoa can get enoagh. The easiest way is to tear or cot the paper in strips about half an inch wide and then tear or out aorosa. Tbe finer it is the li(;bler it makes the pillows. ^ .^â€" Hla K.-ia.ooa. Mrs. Gibblegabbleâ€" Doctor, there ia somethiog the matter with my tongue ; it pains me badly at times, and I don't know what to do for it. Physicianâ€" Plaoe a little cotton pillow under it between meals ; it may be tired and need rest. Mrs. Gibblegabbleâ€" But 1 oouldn't talk then. Physioianâ€" That is why I prescribe the pillow. • Folontna and Hla Loat Chance. " Polonius was a splendid bit ot charao- ter work." " Yes; but ho had his drawbaohs. When he started off and said, ' Neither a borrower nor a lender be,' be lost the best chanoe in the world to show off his wisdom." " How's that ?" " Why, he should have gone on and said, • but if thou must do one or t'other, let it be borrowing. There's money in it.' "â€" Harper't Batar. What They Kat. A physioian ooald many a queer tale an- told. One of Oltawa'8 leading praoiitionsra ia authority for the statement that young girls and women, but iu partionlar the former, are addicted to peculiar praotioea in eating. Here are a tew of tbe things they continually munoh : Chalk, old tea leaves, blue clay, starch, clay pipea, lime,, slate pencils and slate stone. They eat many other extraordinary articles and as a oonseqtienoe frequently call upon the skill of the doctor. Mrs. Leland Stanford is said to have the most valuable private oollection of diamonds in the world. One ot the neoklases is worth 8600,000. The riohest woman in Wisconsin is Mrs Alexander Mitchell, whose husband left her an estft-.e worth many millions. She is the ridow nf the late President ot the Mil- waukee A St. Paul Road. â€"A woman of great weight died last week. She was Mrs. Prioe, Barnum'a fat< woman. ?â-  â- ' i i ' \^ hi â-  i *â-  "ih . f '• '?^J *%mf^. M^--t*' A