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 T *i'S*' {B^ â-  'â-  :*^t^-V»!PP-;f* BW r:rR-, â- ^.-r Cvercometli. .vjt overcoraeth,â€" ^)t"'HiTme:y strong. Ir3f"'^*"nd immortal 80^6 I Ti'S'^Th, hidden manna, Ui'^-'^d.e polished stone, "i •"'hose whiteness shmes the name i-.:n""?JtnUim alone. "^^^m th^fadelcss wreath. ^i?;?^Sortal8ong. ^Th.hi'iden manna, '^d.e polished stone, .- "iJhise'^w-hUenessshiE '^^ Jd to him alone. ,bat ovcrconietliâ€" rjh::n"'t of bitter strife i"' "he vin the battles gage yoTf i« A the crown of life •W" ' hiri o' crossing weapons. mt?'^iini of flashing eyes, WW- g"i^bate with haughty foes, '^;=fbe before the prize? r^' !^; with silvern strain, M^^"Vemust with subtile foe's JfJ blanch 'neath fiery pain. I ,.„ tl'it overcometh r°-'.hr- help is pledged; L"fds a sword of purest mould, r;'u% of cvcles edged. r prophets ai^'tconiessors. r-'„rVe^s valiant band. [i^-^ pjuished earth and stovmea the '...final rriuniphant brand. „Vntiiatovcrco:ncth "'^-:-f^,Sf"^l'!^d!;dforhin. iVltJkijriore bi- near. V'" w^'po' "â- â- " 'a'"W"t3, 'â- â- â- â- ::;.'robis that royal he, V..'..iv t'lro'.ic. the kins hath said, nc own shall sit with ine." ,,;â- -. -t ovcrronieth,â€" ;;'..,1 divinely strong' :,VL.3it.,c:f throii.i,'li weary hoavs "',,,"i' rei.jici:r-,'Soni:. â-  ^rif hidden manna, â- ; â-  ji t';^-iia:a" unknown, ' I ,â-  i-t :i:e i/jrd unu day of days .;.'iVhi:a alone. ISS AOKIFICE OK, ^oi- I^o ve of" Her, CHAPTER IX. V times during his after life Arundel jua=kf-l liimself bitterly why he did le ».i: there on the plains why, if ii a Clod who can read men's future that (iod permitted him to live. I i)5e allot us going our ways through live seen people whom we have reason- taoa!;ht woull be much better out of jrlj'taau in it. We have asked our- 13 wocderiiigly liow an all-seeing God Lrmit those to live who certainly reflect freiiit upon ilim as their maker, and tcly a source of sorrow and pain to Jfnen.ls. Verily, there are many things Ijj world hard to understand perhaps is DO question more puzzling than this rv two people are permitted to come to- It'rwhcu o:ie is to be only the cause of twret.heiiness to tlie other and when questiuii arises, it is sometimes far fecasv to answer, i: is fate, than it is |r.i:!;ti- or no liis Creator had some l,ur;i'j-e ill view w:.ea He allowed lad AntlrDD t live, is hard to say Itvirr i: v.as, he did not die, although he very uear to ,th3 dark river which |rat'5 "l.t'o from death. When he went t t'u^ second time into that land of wild â- Ai, Muriel's face went with him ieituri; seemed to have stamped itself tiuly upon his memory he would rave the love'y eyes that had looked iiis t!'.u s;ai!iug lipi that his had L'.!i^l:l, watching beside him, know- |;:\\l13 -Muriel's bcatity over which he riviiig, could not conquer the pain pii .-;c:ued to go through his heart, as he |Eei t_i the passionately tender words :.l:rciii Arundel's lips. lastt;x- fever burnt itself out, leaving aii-lwtak, helpless as a little child; and I!Di up into the face of the man whohad il him so untiringly night and day, '^ogni/.jil his brother, and knew that arpt'-l to Russel had not been in vain. s Weak condition the shock was almost ;iuca Id!' hi]!i, It completely unmanned S"l liii iurin was shaken with sobs, lace v. c: with tcarc; as lis whisper- 'â- \ Rvisscl. I thought yo'.i would not tj :i.c' thiat 1 would never see you â-  ""'1 it se.jined as i' I could not s!ii liut look once more upon your "v I'cutly and tenderly E,ussel soothed i^til move (juietly Arundel said, â-ºâ- â- aiuliy iluuuotask you to forgive me, mybroth- "â- "V atk y^yu to pity me, I have suffered -11 iiussc'l." • " fad SaU'cTcd, certainly, that llus- ew and never had ho felt deeper pity serriu:^ brother than now, as he said, ^^ past is over and I'one, Arundel, we will "-i;ik of it." ^-stae Jay after the fever had left â-  -^mndel l,ad been lying very quietly •^^.oscd I'vcs, so quietly that Kussel, â-  rear iiim, thought he was asleep, â- â- is surp-ised, when the dark eyes " suddenly, to see that there was no »oi sluiubtr iu them, only a deep wist- l'---^-i, 'h said, slowly, a flush creeping I- us pale lace, though he tried to smile, rf 'Jc-li-.n-e that my head is just right ' ;°." soaiething seems to bother me â€" ••â- '•U' 1 cau't exactly understand. I ,-...' â- -'â- '" '"•' o'.lection of having a picture 'â- â€¢.' n:,i.J._!;o\i- i: came there I cannot ' â- â- """'-,^" 'ji'-t i remember the picture .^t v,a.3 a v,-oman, PlUsscI, and it '"'-â- " exi I uUite face, with the love- I ""' """" °"'=i a tender, smiling mouth '"â- "'â- " 't now just as plainly as I see to be fast in my brain, on my 3' jj ' 5^-' see lit always. Could it have sra '.â- â- ^â- "^^•^" I^-ussel, only a wild fever- llls t' 'n *^ vcu^i- "'^3"" '^^ere twining 'themselves ej"" ':*^"^e3£ly together, there was a -Q tn 'â- â- ^-"ed look in the eyes that were ;-^^°eag,riyonRussel'8faae. ^0 quietly the answer came, li^^l^ ^°i die^, Arundel. The â-  T Ji^PPed cut of my pocket when one "^ew myseU for a moment down be- ul }~^^ °®^ beauty and sweetness wher^ he had firstmet her. Lx how W they had been moFried- last nf oU r^ e '"«y naa for her. ' S^eat love " You do not need to tell how much von care for her." said Arundel, a £^^6^1! v when he had finished. 'I cj"^rr/^ Ff ?l^, for i^yself and I suppose this beaZ tiful Muriel of yours lovesySuStdevol edly as you do her. How did you ^-er win her consent to Jet you leave L rand come out here and hunt me up ' an a come Little did he think how cruelly his words hurt Russel he did r.o^ s.o th= shadow that fell over his brother's h swered face as he an- Mariel felt erable creature I am ' " Yes, she knows all, Arundel but there are no feelings in her heart for vou other than those of tender pity. Her" tears fell like ram as she listened to^your stcry, and she toxd me to tell you that even though «h- may never see you, she will always bear for you a sister's love-that she will pray for of your life letaL^f? yo'i must have found it lying ny Jf '*^,"» toe blanketâ€" it Lb a picture 47"e, Arundel" youâ€" pray that the remainder may be nobly spent." "Did she say that, Russel? God bless her perhaps her piayers will help me it is a long time sinca any woman i.rayed for me." Ho stopped abruptly, turned his head away and lay, neither speaking or moving; and Russel, thinking he was tired, said gent- ly "I am afraid I have let you talk too much you are very weak yet try and sleep, Arundel." "I believe I am tired while I take a nap you go out and get a little fresh air, Russel; yuu need it." But after his brother had left him, Arundel Anthon did not sink into slumber he lay there with closed eyes, thinkim^ of Muriel. "Muriel," he whispered to himself, " the name suits her it is such a pretty name. Strange in all my life before no woman's face ever affected me as her pictured one has done, and she is my brother's wife. Ah, how sweet life must be to a man who has the love of such a woman as she must be and how dearly Russel loves her â€" who could help loving her 1 love her, I who havj never seen hei' " Then he fell to thinking of his lonely, loveless life. Never before had it secmetl quite £0 desolate and barren to him as now and thinking of it all, he could not re- strain the tears which forced their way tluough his closed eyelids and trickled down over his thin, white face. Though he would not own it even to him- self, the knowledge that the woman whose pictured face had been a revelation to him of the influence a woman can gain over a man was a wife, and a brother's wife as well, was a crushing disappointment to him. It was singular, unnatural if you choose probably it was because of his weak, low physical con- dition, but he had built upon that pictured face hopes which were brighter than any he had known since that ter- rible night when he had held Percy Evringham's dead body in his arms. The thought had grown in his morbidly active brain that he might some time meet the lovely woman whose soft eyes had looked out at him so tenderly from her picture, and in her he would find rest and peace she would advise comfort, strengthen him, and perhaps who could tell she might come to love him. Certainly it was a wild, unnat- ural thought but then you must remember that Arundel Anthon was mentally and physically in that low state when wilder thoughts than this even are cherished. After that there was not a day that he did not beg Russel to talk to him about his life and thinking to divert his brother's mind from his own £;id thoughts, Russel would tell him patiently about his home, his friends, his young wife, until after a while there was scarcely a detail in his life for five years back w.th which Arundel was not perfectly familiar, ^t was pitiful too, the deep attention with which the homeless, friendless, wifeless man would Usten to his brother, as he described his beautiful home, grew eloquent over his many warm, true friends, and spoko so tenderly of his lovely And many times after he had heard it all, Arundel would say to bimseit with a great panf of sorrow and remorse. "\h, Russel, I do not envy you your beautiful home, your many friends, your wealth but I do envy youâ€" may God icr- give me for itâ€" your young wife. But all this time he was growing stronger, ond Russel began to think nopetully ot get- ting back to El Paso that wotild not be a hard matter as soon as Arundel was suffaci- enly strong to ride, for they had t reo hae saddle-horses at their disposal. They had made all their plans Eusse. had insisted that his brother shouid accept a large sum of money yearly from him, but thouc^h the liberal allowance would enablo Arun^delto live in comfort and l^-'^-uO- ^V'tli" out a thought of wor., still he had resoU ed to go into Texas, buy a large tract of land, and settle down to stock raisings a bubi- "^-For I could not Hve if I did not work-^ Russel," he said, sorrowfully -f,^^^^J^ tolerable when 1 am so busy that I ^^ve not time to think of myselt you b^ve no ulea what it is to have a past so terrible that it makes you shiver and grow faint to look back upon it." ^^ Russll, of coarse, was retuju to New York as soon as possible now that he had hia brother, W provided for h« future seen a J?eJt ir^iioi:t^b;o^ to his wife had Tt wHSd that in .«x month^e^o brother, .hould meet agam m 8a° ^J^°^ and that in the interval they should oorre^ poad regularly. "Afld, my poor boy, you nrart never fed w no one to take an iBfexwr^ your welfare, to care whether you Uve or die," said Rua- wLT^^i^f-.- "K«™'°»»er*»»^«8longa8 Manelandlhve. yoa wiU have a brother and sister who wiU always love you and ^r °l^'^l Be tme to yonrseU. Arundel; Uroa will und you something to do, and life will not teem so hard, after alL" "Wi! your bring Muriel with you when II come to meet me in California'" said Arundel, wistfully. "I wish you would, Rossel. I would so muc like to see her. And Russel answered cheerfully. •I'v^^ ^* ,j® possible thing, she shall come with me." ^u^^A*^^*^ °°' thinkâ€" poor Russel Anthonâ€" that Arundel weald see Muriel long before he would, that it would be many months ere his eyes would rest af^ain upon his wife's face. "/i T'M *\ CHAPTER X. It was the day before thev were to start for El Faso, and Arundel Anthon, stretched at full length upon his blanket in Iron of the little cabin, was watching the sunset. There was a very weary look in the dark eyes fixed upon a huge red ball which every mo- ment was sinking lower into its bed of rose and gold clouds, the Avhite face wore the saddest expression which it is possible for a human face to wear â€" an expression of utter hopelessness. Many times during the years which had elapsed since his own act had made him a wanderer upon the face of the earth. Arun- Anthon had been tempted to take his own life, never before so strongly teuipted as now, for never had life seemsd so terrible, so unendurable. Sometimes we are nnconscious of the blackness and intensity of the darkness in which we are walking, until a gleam of light reveals it to us. Often we can bear sorrow and pain with some degree of calmness and resignation, until by comparison with the joy and happiness ot another, they suddenly grow intolerable. It is hard to reconcile ourselves to our own poverty when the rich- es of another man stare us in the face. Af- ter all, it is true, "What the eyes do not see, the heart does not feel." Arundel Anthon had never realized quite so plainly all that he had lost, until he heard hs brother speak of his own happy, peace- ful lite then, with almost a breaking heart, he did realize, with bitter clearness, all that he had recklessly thrown away. Home, friends, the love of a wife, the spoataneous affection of children, these were for other men, never, never for him and yet it might have been that, instead of being an outcast as he was, he had been sitting by his own fireside, with a woman's hand in his own â€" a woman, perhaps, with eyes soft as Muriel's â€" and with little children playing beside him. Ah, how that picture of what might have been came and went before the eyes of the lonely man, until many times he groaned in bitter agony, " My God my punishment is heavier than I can bear." Now, on the morrow they would start for El Paso, there to separate, going each his own way again â€" one brother to go back to his home, to find there love and happiness and rest, the other to resume the old weary live of loneliness and labor and horrible de- spair. Small wonder that Arundel's face wore its look of hopelessness as he lay there with the sunset-light falling over-him, and compared his own life with that of his brother's. He could hear Rusael's voice plainly he was only a few feet away, talking to the Mexican boy â€" asking some question^ regard- ing the journey back to El Paso â€" and alter a few moments he came and threw himself down beside Arundel. " Everything is all ready," he said, wearily " the horses are in a splendid con- dition, and if we start at sunri.se we will be some distance from here by to-morrow this time." • "Yes, indeed," murmured Arundel, rather absently, letting his eyes wander slowly from the western sky to _his brother's face and then he raised his head quickly, for Rus- sel's face was deeply flushed,and his eyesdull and heavy. " You are not feeling well, Russel," he said, anxiously, " you look very bad- ly-" " I am tired and my head aches, that is all," answered Russel, languidly. "I shall be all right in the mornmg, after a good night's sleep. You don't know how 1 long to get away from here, Arundel it seems as thougU to-inorrow would never come." But Arundel's fears were not so easily quieted he had seen too many men stricken down with the fever not to be seri- ously alarmed at his brother's appearance, and, rising hastily, he mixed some medicine, saying as he gave it to him " It won't do you any harm to take it, Russel, and it may do you some good you can't afford to be aick now, you know." Russel laughed a little ai he drank it. "Me sick, Arundel? Wi.y, 1 have not known a day's sickness in years I have a wonderful y strong constitution. As I said before, it is only a headache that trou- bles me now, and that will be all gone by to- morrow morning." "I hope It will be so," thoughs Arun- del. ,, But at sunrise the next mornmg, ivussel s headache was not gone it was there btill, that duJ, throbbing pain and, after making several iuetfecrual attempts to rise, he fell back heavily, his face throw- ing deadly white as a suddtn fear came over "Give me some more medicine, Arundel, ' he said, trying to speak quickly, trying not to give way to that iickenmg tear. "In a little while, an hour or so, per- haps, 1 will feel better; because we must start to-day, you kuow we must get back to El Paso, I must go home to Muriel 1" ,. • u- If 4. And Arundel could not bring himself to tell him that not that day, nor for many days, perhaps never, would he nde back to El Paso he could only stand there m sUence thinking how he would break the news to him, until Russel, wondering why he did not speak, looked up into his face. ^F^ a moment that which ho read there atunned him; then, though hia Ups were colorleB, they did not tremble as be said, Iffarely: It u the fever. Very well, we must fight it, Arundel, jpn and I, and, for Muriel's «k^ toil matt agafefi tte Sfe*' ' ' ~~ So, from the first he was brave, calm, hopeful J even when he drifted off into th« deurium, which is the natural course of that terrible fever, he did not rave wildly, mad- ly, as Arundel had done. The days went on, the fever raged fiercely, and Arundel knew his brother was more dan^ronsly ill than he had been knew it and could do nething but watch beside him and see him grow hourly weaker. This thing is certain. Arundel Anthon had then not the slightest thought of the fearful thing he was afterward to ao, he bad only one thought, one wish, one hope, and that was, that Russel might live to go back to his home, and to Muriel. Me prayed, as he had not done since he was a boy, that God in mercy would spare his brother's life. One day â€" it was toward nightfall â€" a party ef surveyors stopped at the cabin and en- camped about it for the night. They were Americans, all of them w ell educated men and very anxiously Arundel asked their opinion with regard to his brother. Out on the plainsmen f i-aternized readily, and there was not oile of those men who did not speak sadly, as in answer to Arundel's questions they told him truthfully that his brother had scarcely a chsnce for his life. They told him too, with grave faces, that they had that day seen what they believed were Indian signs, and Arundel was too well versed in frontier life n»t to be somewhat alarmed at the information. The following morning before they went on their way, pne of them drew Arundel aside. "I don't bjlieve your brother will iive the day out, my friend," he said, bluntly; "he is sinking very fast he is much worse this morning than he was last night, and I am not the only one who thinks so ask any of the boys, they will tell you the same tfaung. And here's a bit of advice for you just as soon as you possibly can get bacE: to El Paso, or nearer to it than you are now there are Indians about here, of that I am positive, and the red devils are not the most agreeable companions in the world I've had many a brush with them, and I'd rather a thousand times take my own life than meet death at their hands." The party had not been gone long before Arundel missed the young Mexican. At first the boy's absence did not worry him any, he thought he might have gone a little way with the surveyors but when ths time went by and he did not retnm, when he discover- ed too that he had taken their best saddle- horse and Russel's rifle, he could not help feeling very anxious. Could it be possible that the boy was in league with the Indians, and had gone to apprise them of the whereabouts of the sur- veying party It did not seem as if it could be so, for he had been so faithful and devot- ed to all outside appearances yet when he came to think about it, Arundel remembered many of his actions, which, at the time of their occurrence, he had thought were a lit- tle strange. Slowly the day wore on, still Russel slept that heavy sleep which was so like death, which must inevitably end in death and Arundel kneeling beside him asked himself despairingly why Ruosel must die instead of him. "If death must have one of us why did it not take me and let you live, Russel," he whispered brokenly. " 1 have nothing to live for, you have everything that can make life worth the living â€" great wealth, many friends, a beautiful home, a loving wife, and yet you must die and I live I who am a disgraced, dishonored man. afraid to go back to my own country, afraid to bear the name which is mine by right of birth, an outcast, a wanderer." And then his agony seemed to culminate in the words uttered in such a passion of an- guish. "Oh, my dear brother, why am I not in your place " Was there a demon standing beside him whispering in his ear for surely the horri- ble thought that came to him and which ap- parently his own words had suggested, was devil-born. "My God!" With a low cry he started to his feet, jrreat drops ot moisture standing upon his torehead. "How came that thought into my brain "' he muttered hoarsely. "Surely I did not think it, no, no. not that for though I have led a wild, sinful life, I could not myee'f have thought of that â€" Great God am I going mad " It seemed so almost the blood had set- tled in spots upon his face, his fingers twitched convulsively, and there was a wild, hunted look in his eyes. Almost stag?ering he walked toward the door and stood lean- ing heavily against the framework. Suddenly an exclamation escaped him. He bent forward eagerly, his breath coming in quick gasps. Far away, shadowy and indistinct in the distance, he conld dimly discern a group of dark figures, so far oii were they that they looked like stationary black dots against the clear afternoon sky. Bat Arundel Anthoa had seen just such dark groups as that before he knew what they were, knew too that they were not stationary â€" that they were advancing rapid- ly- "Indians," he muttered, as after another long, searching look he turned back into the cabin. "I was afraid the red devils would traca us nut " For a few moments he bent earnestly overR,ussel; there was not a particle of color in the thin face, the lips were blue, the pulse 30 weak it was barely perceptible. With a dc3p sigh, in which relief was strange. y mingied with despair, Arundel ros.e to hii feet. COXTINUED.) **• " Vietory." U the readershovOdaJbany time find hia aelf a visitor fo the first aaval port cfOreat Ibitain â€" which he need not be told is Ports- mouthâ€"he will find lying plac dly in the the noble harbor, which is large [enough to acoemmodate a whole fleet, a v'eesel o modem-antique appearance, and evidently very carefully preserved. Should he happen to be there on October 21, he would find the ship gaily decorated with wreaths and ever- greens and flag?, her appearance attracting to her side an unusual number of visitors in small boats from the shore. Nor will he be surprised at this when he learns that it is none other than the famous "V^ictory, that carried Nelson's flag on the sad but glorious day of Trafalgar, and went bravely through so many a storm of war and weather. "Very little of the oft -shattered hulk of the origin- al vessel remains, it is trueâ€" she has been so often renewed and patebed and painted; yet the lines and form of the old three-decker re- mains to showus what the flLag-ship of Hood, and Jervis, and Nelson was in general ap- pearance. She towers grandly out of the water, making a few sailors and loiterers on deck look like marionettesâ€" mere miniature men and as our wherry approaches the en- trance-port, M'e admire ttie really graceful lines ot the planks, diminishing in perspec- tive. The triple battery of forraidabe guns peeping from under the stout old ports which overshadowed them, the enormous cables and spare anchors, and the immense- ly thick masts, heavy shrouds and rigging, which she had in old times, must have given an impression of solidity in this good old "heart of oak" which is wanting even in the strongest built iron vessel. Many a brave tar hae lost Lis life on her, but yet she is no coffin -ship. ' On board, one notes the scrupulous order, the absolute perfection of everything of cleanliness and trimness the large guns and carriages alter- nating with the mess tables of the crew. And we should not think much of the man who could stand emotionless and unmoved over the spots â€" still pointed out on the upper deck and cockpit belowâ€" where Nel- son fell and Nrlson died, on that memorable 21st, off Trafalgar Bay. He had embarked, only five weeks before, from the present resting place of his brave old ship, when en thusiastic crowds had pressed forward to bless and take one last look at England's preserver. "I had their hurrahs before," said the poor shattered hero " now I have their hearts " And when three months later his body was brought home, the sail- ors divided tht leaden coffin into fragments, as relics of "Saint Nelson," as his gunner had termed him. *• « â€" ^» I fc Tacks. A tack is a simple, unpretending sort of a young nail, noted far its keen repartee when pressed for a reply, and possessing the peculiar power, when standing on its head, of causing the cold ehivers to run down the back of a man in mere anticipation of what might be. Tacks are in season all the year round, but the early spring is usually the time se- lected by them for a grand combined effort, and then they flourish everywhere for at least a month. Since the time of the inaugu- ration of the time-honored ceremonies of house-cleaning, every thorough housekeeper, with long experience in the line of duty, so takes up the carpet ts to retain all the tacks in their original places, thus preventing it slipping from the shaker's hands, unless the tack breaks or the fingers give out. But the triumph of the tack is not complete at this early stage it patiently abides its time, and on the relaying of the carpet is- sues forth in double force. After searching the entire house for a paper of tacks, without success, the unfortunate man drops on his hands and knees to begin, and immediately discovers four tack at least, and as he rolls over and sits down to ext act these, finds the rest of the paper directy under him, and then unl- ss he is a man accustomed to put up sto\cs and join stove-pipe the chances of laying the carpet on that evening ai'e slight. In selecting tacks from a saucer "he always inspects the points of his fore- finger, as the tack instantly loses its head when they come to blows. In argument the tack is sharp and pointed, but the display of either or both, depends largely on the amount of pressure employed by its oppon- ent. In direct contrast to a good joko the amusement generally beirins before you see the point, and this fact is easily demon- strated by walking the floor in your stocking feet, a well-kept roo.m on such an occasion averaging two tacks to the square foot. The future of the tack gives gre .t prom- ise of more extended usefulness and un- limited possibilities, as several of our most eminent college professors haue carefully studied the effect of a sharp tack of reason- able length placed properly in a chair or unr der a cot, are about to introduce tacks, and do away with spring-boards in our college gymnasiums. (to ej On the estate of Clyth, in Caithness, Scot- land, on rent day recently 200 tenants as-, sembled in front of the shooting lodge, where Mr. Sharp, the proprietor was waiting to receive hia rents. A deputation demanded a revaluation of the holdings, which, they said, are excessively rented. The request was refused, Mr. Sharp denying thaf the condition of the tenants is bad. Tne land- lord's answer having been communicated to the tenants, they unanimously resolved to pay no rent until they got a revaluation, and they also decided not to pay arrears, lest they should be made as a cover for pay- ing rent. The orowd then dispersed. The Wisdom of a Solomon. A carious decis ion is reported as having been given by a Chinese mandarin the other day. A Chinese who had been drinking in a tea-house pulled out a dollar to pay the bill. This was immediately claimed by an Indian, who was there too, tnd who ac- cused the Chinaman of having stolen it from him. On the matter being referred to the magietrate a second claimant appeared in the form of a Japanese but neither could make good his case. After profound deliberation the magistrate came to the conclusion that there was not the slighest evidence to prove than the dollar belonged to either the Japan- ese or the Hindoo he decided, therefore, that it should be divided equally between them, and the Chinaman discharged from custody. â€" North China Daily News. The French in China. " It is stated in Paris that China is making great preparations to resist French designs in Tonquin. The French Government is con- sequently being urged to take active meas- ures. Telegrams from Saigou to Paris re- port 10,000 Chinese have crossed the Tonquin frontier. m â- .â- â-  Not a New Discovebt.â€" There is a women who eats with her eyes. She looks at food and her hunger is i^peased. All women can talk with their eyes. The tongue is therefore a useless appeadagejto the sex; f still there are women who have found some- I thing fer it to do.â€" Process. A â-  i\ i 1 'ii W