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 mmm ^m^m. â- % STELLA: off, IT ms^WE?^^ LADY HONOKIA DOES HER DUTY. "I shall get over it very soon," she said to herself once more, "and I am glad no one need ever know the truth â€" everybody will believe that I jilted him â€" that is (^enough, bnt not so bad as the truth. I could not bear to be pitied as a forsaken damsel â€" thai would kill me " j ' It will b* Mfla lihftt it^^as La^ Hoaorf»*8 vanity that snffared throughout tar more in- tensely than her heart. Presently Mrs. Norton came into the room. "Is Sir Edward gone already " she asked her, kindly. Lady Hoooria did not lose a minute in tell- ing the truth to her hostess. ' Yes, he is gone. He will not dine here to-night, Mrs. Norton. The fact is, I hava just broken off our engagement altogether." " Oh my dear " cried Mrs. Norton, aghast, "how dreadfully sorry I am for you " "You need not be sorry for me," said Lady Honoria, quietl) "because it is en- tirely my own doing. We found that we were not likely to make each other happy, so I thought it best to break everything off. I have done quite right, and require no pity at all. Will you please tell your husband and daughters, Mrs. Norton and would you kindly send these letters to the post for me?' And that was all the information the family at the Rectoiy ever received concern- ing Lady Honoria's broken engagement. Only long afterwards, when they heard of another event, which as yet was in the dim future, then the two girls, talking the mat- ter over to each other, thought that they could put two and two together, and a little more of the truth of the business becune clear to them. Meanwhile, in the desolate little sitting- room in Mrs. Wilson's green-shuttered lodg- ing-house there were that morning two peo- ple who were very happy indeed, in spite of many stabs of conscience for the mistakes of the past on one side, and for sundry mis- givings concerning the troubles of the future on the other. "I think I have behaved abominably throughout both to you and to her," said Edgar to the little head that lay safe and happy upon his shoulder. "I wish I could feel more penitent and more umhappy but just now, 1 can only feel insane with ioy and delight!" " Oh 1 what will Lady Dyson say " cried poor Lily, for the hundreth time. •' Well, I think she will forgive you,Lily. Do you know, that 1 believe she got very fond of you during your illness " " She was very good to me," murmured Lily. "And DOW, my little drrling, I must go â€" I shall leave Sandypoit this afternoon and when you are quite strong again, and the whole of this business has blown over, then you will come back to Bartield, and then â€" and then " "Please do not do that any more," was Lily's only rejoinder to a course of action which, to people accustomed to the manners and customs of lovers, may be better im- agined than described. He left her and went back to the inn, and there, upon his table, lay a telegram await- ing him. He tore it open. It was from his mother, and ran thus " Please come home at once. Your brother has left home with Miss King." CHAPTER XXX L HER LAST CARD. Old Mr. King left his bed unusually early on the morning of the 1st of May, wrapped his dressing-gown about his lean figure, and went eagerly to the window and looked out. It was a lovely spring morning the trees were all covered with tender green leaves, the dew lay thickly upon the grass, the hawthorn and laburnums were fast bursting into bloom, and the birds carolled gayly their greeting to the new-born summer, Never had Mr. King felt happier or in better spirits, it was Norman's wedding- day. Everythinc; had been settled accord- ing to his wishes there had been no hitch and no disturbance in the programme he had laid out for his grandchildren's lives. Within a few hours he would stind within the flower-decked chancel of the village church, and he would give Cecily away to her cousin, and the "Wedding March" would strike up, and the wedding-bells would ring, and the darling wish of his old age would b3 fulfilled and then the bride and bridegroom would be whirled off in a carriage. and- four to the station, on their way to the Continent, for their wedding-tour, and he and his Stella would be left alone in the big house together. He would send Harriet Finch away, and Stella should keep house for him, " It has aU gone off well," said Mr. King, to himseU "but I am glad I put that codicil into my willâ€" it wiil do no harm- by twelve o'clock to-day it will be invalid, and it has kept my mind easy all this time, for I had a misgiving that the girl was go- ing to play me false, but I suppose I was mistaken still it has kept me trom fretting, and, as Graham is always telling me, if T want to go on living I mnat not fret myselT. Ah, well, I am happy enough now Every- thing has tamed out just as I wished it I" At that minfrt« a t lender figure, wrapped f roi^ head to foot in a long cloak, and wear- iag a thick veil, was creeping slowly and ciutiously a^roe^ the dew-orenched grass at tlie back of ths house. She w.ent very slowly, turning round every now and then to listoo jBid look back at the house. It was quite early â€" only about half-past six â€" and nearly all the blinds of the house were drawn closely down. Only from one distant window there was someboidy with sharp eyes, and a keen, eager faoe, who saw that solitary figure stealing along under the shadow of the or- chard wall. And the owner, ai tho»e sharp eyes, who had only jnst got up octof bed, straightway began to huddle on the first clothes that came under her hands at her ut- most speed. But Ctcily, who was creeping alon. Cecily was pUyisg her last had oome t o tne end of the ready to stake cFerything striven for npon ^ja ' Last night the wil Ml i"Bl"i)M««»Kra»dnMfar Now nothing w^luf t f^ hi the death-blow to the old man whose house had shelto^ed her treacherons and wicked self for so many montbs 4^ Xf^*\i ioag. she had sat up writing â€" writim^ioaiatfiit that she had laid on his library table before she stole forth from the house, so that he might see it the first thing when he came down-staiMâ€" aniroriliBg. txvto SMlf, to tell her tlta Hiith of ^etythitt^. Xk to Norman, she had not even cone throogh the form of writing to him â€" "Norman," she said to herself soomfnJly. "will console hitn- self very easily he and Stella will never "be rich â€" but then they are the kind of people who do not care in the least for money they will be perfectly content to be poor all the days of their livesâ€" whereas I â€" i could not have done without it. I have worked bard for it tooâ€" oh what hard work it has been â€" but thank goodne8,it is all over now 1" She had eet safely roand the corner of the orchard wall by this time, and she was out of sight of the hoose. She walked qaicker and breathed more freely now. She carried a heavy dressing-bag in her hand into it she had crammed all the jewellery that had bten giveu to her as wedding presents, in- cludm^the family diamonds from her ip-and- father, and the set of pearls and ruUes that were Norman's wedding-gift to her. Cecily had no remorte of conscience at all ia doing this. Sh^ had also a little money, abdut ten pounds, with her. Presently she reached a low wooden gate that led out of the park into the road here, behind a damp of trees that had hidden it from her tight until she came close to it, stood a Stanhope phaeton with the hood drawn up. As she reached the gate, Walter Dyson's face peered out from behind it. ♦* Here you are at last," he said, in a whisper. "I thought you were never com- ing â€" is everything right " "Yes, so far sU has gone wellâ€" the will was signed last night." " Is this all your luggage 1" "Oh I my boxes ar«t ready packed; I dare say I shall get them to-morrow. I have got the diamonds here 1" tapping the bag with a laugh. " You are an uncommonly clever girl, and I must say I am very glad to get hold of you at last. Now jump up quickly, and let us be off before the alarm is given and be- sides, we have not too ranch time to o%tch the train at the Junction â€" it is ten miles at the very least." "There was no servant, and he helped her up into the phaeton. She drew herself as far back as she could into the shadow of the hood, and Walter Dyson teok his seat by her side. " Off at last, my dear wife 1" he said, bending down to her with an affectionate smile, for he was fond of her after a fashion. And then Cecily uttered a ery. "Good gracious there is Mrs. Finch 1" she exalaimed. "Drive faster, Walter, or we shall be stopped !â€" hateful woman she must have followed me " The phaeton dashed off rapidly, and was soon whirled out of sight round a sharp cor- ner of the road. And there stood Mrs. Finch by the gate, in the long damp grass, in a short, dark woollen petticoat and a red ffannel dressing- jacket, with her scanty hair all flying loose- ly in the wind about her thin neck, shouting and waving her hands vainly after the de- parting couple. But for all her shouting she was not able to stop them. When the phaeton was quite out of fight, Mrs. Finch turned round and fled to the house. There was a glance of malicious delight upon her face. " Wioked, abandoned girl " she cried to herself, triumphantly; I alR'ays knew she was false and deceitful. She has eloped with one of the Dysons 1 I could not see which, bnt I know the gray horse and har- ness well enough. And now, at last, I can be revenged upon the eld man who has ground down my lite for so many years, and treated me like an upper servant instead of a relation Now, at last, I can repay him all the rough words and the insulting sneers he has cast at me for so long Oh what a blow this will hs for him â€" his darling fchemes overthrown â€" his nephew tricked out of his bride â€" his beautiful plans for everybody all shattered at a stroke How delighted I am to think I shall be the first to tell him â€" perhaps even he wi 1 be gratef al to me for revealing to jne this inquitious prccgeding to him, and he will add some- thing to his will in acknowledgment â€" who knows " most inrepare yonnelfforagreat shock, Mr. [o beating about the bnsh " he io Heaven's iiaiosrdr led at once I Is iian.^ciij, wno was creeping alone un- ** J as8«w von tW^U«A der theshadow of the orchard. «p.£Jdl f 3«itl,Br^teh?fl C MOW this. I *feat hi att»i.U. â-  -_^ am jnst out cf my knows And this latter thought still further quickened Mrs. Finch's returning 'ootsteps towards the house. In another minute she was knocking loud- ly at Mr. King's bedroom door, quite obliv- ious, in her excitement, of her own very re- markable, and mot very presentable cos- tume. "Mr. King, I must speak to youo^ once P she cried. " My good woman, I bed â€" you must wait." "I cannot wait a moment^ my dear cousinâ€" I positively ' rauM sp«»k.to you I I have something of the utmost importance to reveal to you I" ""^^hat a nuisance an impatient woman is " grumhled the old man from within. "Wait a nroment, then, and t will open the .dqor.'l r-, â-  •; r-. â- . After ai few seconds he did so, and ap^ peard ejivel jped in a long flowery dressingr gown, in wbieh^ his gaunt figure look^ leaner and more attennated than ever, "Now what on ei^h is it?" he begin oonfronting the stian^.ely-^tired figure who oame in as he opened the door, "what have yougcttoaay^thatyoncouldnt wait till I 1^3 (freaeedr 1 suppose the oonfeotiMier nasn t sent the cake, or the cook Jias spoilt the jeUie^ or somesnch rubbish y* ,/'^: ^ing, it is no rubbish at all," said Mra.Fmch, eagerly., ' i taw « very ter- nblepiece of news to tell you 1" TWold n»n irow*(^^Biie,wiy ';^ ' but ie Had no s^ous apprehensions as yet. thert^SyoSC^^^^^i »^^^- IB qaite well. It is Cebi who has gone away." ••IfTla/T^ shouted the old man, wildly, '\She hai*m^wiy-witfc- one' of th«-:^ sons â€" I am not sure which â€" I could not see; bnt they have driven off together not ten minutes ago." ,^r ••TMyttfift be Mewed at onceâ€" instant- ly they can be popped I Where is Norman? King the ben. What are you 'standing star- ing here for Let me go " He was strug- gling to reach the door he shivered from head to foot. Mrs. Finch tried to quiet him he shook her off wildly.' "They pmst be followed at onoe," he repeated. "It is not too Ute they can be stopped." And then suddenly Stella, white as a sheet, stood behind them on the threshold, hoi ling an open letter in her hand. " Oh I grandpapa â€" dear grandpapa â€" it is no use I" she cried "they cannot be stop- ped â€" it is too late. Cecily has deceived us all she har'bfien married to Walter Dyson ever since she came here " He stopped short and gasped for breath the blood rushed back in a flood to his face, his eyes stM^ blankly for one minute be- fore him. Then he flung up faia arms wildly into the a-r one short gasping cry burst from his lips and he fell face forward all his length upon the floor. Cecily's evil work had prospered. She killed her granfather, but it was Stell s lov- ing lips that all unwittingly bad given him his death blow. From that instant all was confusion and terror the fugitive couple were forgotten there was a wild hurrying toand fro through the flower-decked house. Instead of the merry laughter, and the good withes, and the happy faces that were to have filled Wrexham Hall that bright May morning, there were scared locks and terrified whisp- ers, and the grave face of the hastily-sum- moned doctor pressing through the fright- ened cluster of servants towards the dum- ber of death. By and by Sir Edgar came over from Bar- field, in great distress of mmd concerning his brother's conduct, bnt the greater anxiety about the master of the house had absorbed all lesser troubles. They had got the old man into his bed he did not die at onoe he lingered till the afternoon, but he was never conscious again. At three o'clock he died, and Norman led the weeping Stella away from his death- bed. These two, who had comforted each ether throughout these terrible hours of horror and misery, had no other consolation earth now save each other. Oh 1 how horrible it was to Stella to pass along the passages and staircases all wreathed for the marriage festivities with satin ribbons, and trails of flowers and greenery: to see the long table laid out in the great dining-room below, and the waiters, with white and horrified faces, clearing away the preparations for the wed- ding-feast I And then there was the open door of Cecily's room, and her boxes stand- ing already packed in the middle of the floor. " She has killed himâ€" she haii killed him " moaned Stelli in her misery. " Oh 1 Norman, what did she do it for? How could she deal him such a cruel blow " Stella, in the absorption of her grief, did not even think of how great an alteration in her own life Cecily's conduct was likelv to effect. ' " She could not have known that he had heart disease," said Norman, gravely "She could never have realized that siich a shock would kill him." But Dr. Graham, who stood by the sor- rowing cousins, and who heard the words remembered very well that Cecily knew all about her grandfather's heart-disease, and he could have told them so, had he not been too Kind-hearted to make unnecessary mis- chief in the already afflicted family. " What did she say to you in that letter'"' asked Norman of his cousin, as he stood at the door of her room with her. "I think you ought to read it," said Stella. She went into her room and found it, and bringing it out to him, placed it in his hands. "Thank you," said Norman, simply And then he took the letter out-of-doors and read it by himself in the garden among the budding trees and the carolling birds and all the bright summer sights and sounds that were going on without, just the same as if death and sorrow did not come tovisis Wrexham Hall. Cbuptl in Paris. wedaSSgT •- -^ ' • "ume for tj,, upon lends o£-^Uter's wit- •nd o4ipf ^^^^@yi. awa^ Cte Wik*^* __ in London together. Walter and I camie dow n hom e togatb0r,-4UKl on the evening of my stnmge appearance at Wrexham, when you were so ., 'AfiSTpomSed at 'my unexpected ar- ISn tooroutaide your window, my hus- band had just dropped me, not a hundred yards from the house, from the fly in which he was going on tp Bacfield. " " WeU,a«0Wj jfcw oan- eiaaify guess the Fthat~i8 past to rest. I have not had a vary happy time of it, as you may imagine. What with work- ing out my plans, and pretending toybe fond of Norman, and having to meet W.klter at all hours of the day ami nigljit, to keep him in good temper and then having to elude Mn. Finch, whose keen eyes began to sus- pect me yon may imagine that I have had my bands pretty full. Do you remember the night we dined at Barfield, when Wal- ter took me in for dinner You may guess what a good joke the whole thing was to me and yet, I assure yon, I have had nmny a sleepless night and many an aoxions day, especially since that horrible Fmoh has taken to watch me for if she had found me out and betrayed me to any of you, all my trouble would have been thrown away. " Well, now it is all over, and grandpapa's will is signed and inr the time you get this letter, Walter and I will be away on the road to France, and Norman will have learnt that the whole ot my engagement to him has been a faroe. As he does not care a farth- ing about me, and is Qver head and ears in lore with â€" well, I won't say whom â€" I don't think it even necessary to apologize to him for taking myself off. " And now, Stelle, I have only to ask your forgiveness. Dan't think worse of me than you can help, and when all this has blown over, I hope some day to come over to England and to have a good laugh with you over the whole story. " your affectionate sister, "Cecily." bnthadsudnofurtherwc^-^-pWl •"Wwaterst deeply fo?v^^oae. Ck I and for her sister's ^treacbrf ^^\ by another grief bagan to^: butbyTT heart. *^ '« settle ui\ Why did not Norman com«.. was there now to keen ?2 *° her^»i he forgotten his old L^e toT *P^i ^A sionate words he },a/I:*°*'«. oltl,epJ INMS Kir* i^Jioug^ Commooj! ^V.?S,*t^Vi| thoroughly disgusl^i' by h^r*^ •' "d oI duct, that unconsoiousfy het?,"" e» had ineln^oj f^^ailnd cTe. auct. mat uncoDsoiously C l°7 from her ahio, and had iDclLTi "»^l«i I jast bhme due only to CecUyr """ ^Z\ Stella could not answer thJ herself; but she was verVs^V'J"««on remamed up m London, aai.l'u ^onsat I neither Wrote no one ness than r'Lr~7'rr"7r~^ ""•" »»cn evident agitatioifc- j tfeat his attention waa«rTest«i:tedt. ^^ CHAPTER IXXIL BY THE FOUXTAIX. .. jy^^^^^ CeoUy's letter to her sister " My Dear Stella. "I smppose yon will be very much shock- ed and horrified at me when yon find out that I have run away from home with Wal- ter Dyson. I thii^k long ago yon must have guessed that I had some secret which I was keepmg from you, snd now the time .has come when I must teU you the truth. Last wmter, when! stayed with the Hale- yys, I met Walter Dyson in Paris. We fell ma But Walter u a younger son, and I had nothmg Marriage under such ofroam- stanoes would have been foUy. To be poor yon know, would never have suited meVthe most devoted husband would weary me out m SIX weeks had I to live in a cottage ^th him. Yet I was fond enough ofwSerS be nnwilbng to give him upf Then it «une marry Norman in order to get «ir grand- Iwi^TC- «»id »ot*mtt^h^k aboqt the future, »or where it would lead meto but I proposed to Walter that we shon d cancel our engagement, and that I sent to marat our oousmâ€" for I knew that not be lakmg anything from you. WoU aAy tarnples of souciencfe, i^t li^jansehe Wo were marrieint tbe Bns^Uai The letter fluttered from Norman's hand to the ground, and a strong feeling of dis- gust took possession on him. Selb, un- principled, 'and^hameless â€" how differentjWas Cecily trom StelU Not a vestige of re- morse for her duplicity and her deceit â€" not a particle of shame ior her lore of wealth and the greed with which she tiad grasped at the money of which she was in truth de- frauding Stellaâ€" only a light wish that they might enjoy a " good Uugh" over the dis- creditable story, and an unseemly reading of the "joke" it had been jto outwit and deceive all her relations and friends. Nothing could exceed the contempt which Norman felt towards her, excepting his own deep thankfulness for having escaped from such a wife. Cecils had in a pot t oript given an address to which she entreated her sister to write, within the next few days, to tell her what had happened at Wrexham after her depar- ture. It was at an hotel at Rouen, and there she stated that she and her husband would remain for a fortnight, and look anxiously for news from home, In point of fact, the success ef Cecily's whole scheme depended npon the news she was to receive from Wrexham if her grand- father lived, he would certainly alter his will. But if he died â€" Cecily was ashamed to own even to|her own heart, how earnestly she desired that her wicked scheme might have succeeded. There came a telegram from Stella to the hotel at Rouen on the very day after their arrival there. Oh how Cecily trembled as she opened itâ€" and how the words danced before her eyes before she could read them But there they were, as plain as daylight before her "Grandpapa is deadâ€" the titwa lias killed himâ€" the funeral will be on Fridayâ€" will you come home " "Everything is safe " said Cecily, white with agitation, to her husband, "but I won't go home for the whole worldâ€" I should feel like a murderess " she added shuddering. "Nonsense," said her husband "you have nothing to do with his death at all an old man with heart-disease may drop down dead any day. You must not think cf it any longerâ€" the money is all right, they will telegraph to us again, of course, as soon as the will is read." So Mr. and Mrs. Walter Dyson waited at the pleasant city on the Seine, and beguiled the days of waiting by many excursions in the neighborhood, and many rambles through the streets and churches of the interesting old town. " or came to her. By and by an event hann»„ j a little brightness andCl:""'i« monotonous life. There w= °^« 1* Barfield, and Lily Finch ;:, the** « rejoiced more sincerelvin k '»»i ban di., ,,»„„ altZi^.'^f^^'^J ceremony. Lady Dy^oa^haTaS"" her Tnlhng consent to Sir Edear' '^« It had been a great blow to her !^^^ engagement to Lidy Honori. v .** " broken off; but as ste neve"^,^^ ^«» stood the rights of it she h.i^ V*' dying day tbat the L WaS?." "1 havedvery badly to her son" S^^ such a sincere compassion for Z'tt] disappointment, that she wm f.^f*«^ ready to listen patiently to W l*""' spoke to her about Lily! ^^" " "I suppose it is fate,"" said LiH„n resignedly. "It is evfde^t thatti, r I »9 I had better make the best of "',^' after aU, Lily is a dear girl and.l,.Lu^°' wonderfully iell durin|KlLt^^'^^ bo one fine J une ried to Edgar morning Ldy WMm- m Barfield Church ^^^ I amongst the handsomest of he/wiiS a diamond locbtl presents, there figured from Lady Honoria Rosert. Mrs. Finch, of course, was verymtrr the occMion, and talked soiacessi,tK wards of "my daughter Lady Dyson;" £' ' Ma Scores co»se(mence of her no On the Friday, there was, however, a, tele^m, and Cecily began to feel uneasy. • You will hear to-morrow morning thev V^l V'5»j" â- "** ^o' husband, consShngly. "Don't fidget yourself about it-it is quite sure to be all rightâ€" there is nothing to be anxious aboutâ€" vou are sure to havia letter m the morning. Saturday morning came, and with it a Waok edged envelope with the Loughton postmark. Cecdy tore it open breathlessly ""» Iv'"??'"®^ Bpeecbless, staring at it. ' \\ ell, what IS it " said wJter. t It from her hand. And then Cecily uttered a wUd cry of de- spair, flung up her arms madly into the air, and then fell down prone Ld uncon scions mto a heap »t her husband's feet xnis was the letter :â€" "MtDkabMus. Dyson, to t«ll ««., IL^i**^* **?** pleasure in writinc Walter, taking Stella got very tired of the sabject inch, of course, forgave her oil against the Dysons in daughter's marriage. "I never thought he.woald have mwie- her, you know, ' she expkined to Stelk" •and tnough I could see that LUy wMfooi' ish about him, I discouraged it ineverynv thmking he meant nothing serious Hot ever, I must say the girl played herna better than I gave her credit for. ' I " I think her own sweetness and ijoodteii IS tn3 only 'game' Lily has ever beenpiilh of, said Stella, a little indignantly. Then, when the wedding was over, ui the newlv married couple gone a way, and tie neighborhood had settled down again if{«r the commotion, Stella became very lonely and very sad. She received frequent letta from Cecily, but they were very unsatijfie. I toryones. Mr. and Mrs. Walter DyM were drifting about from one gamblia:- place to another upon the Continett, Walter, apparently, had taken to Ronge-et- Noir as a profession â€" sometimes he woD,b:; of tener he seemed to lose and then Ceciij wrote very despondingly. She was evideni ly far from happy- the love founded on self- ishness and want of principle, which miet: have flourished and increased in snnsliiy and prosperous conditions, was fast pemt ing utterly under the cold winds of poverty and adversity. Stella at last determined to do sometlr: substantial tor her sister and her husbuic Out of her own abundance she would pre vide for them. It was however, impossible to do this without consulting Xorman; ai so, after a great deal of hesitation, onedsy she wrote to him to his club ia London, pre- pounding her scheme of making to Cecily si annual a'.Iowarcj out of hsr o.vd ample '• tune, that might enable her to live in az- fort if not in luxury, and she begged hictc come down and see her, that she might ec:- suit with him about it. The. litter was .*eiit, and two days^" and no answer ca'ue. Stella wasvevr::- happy. One afternoon she s it alone on the euge of the stone basin in the garden. The ff^-"' tain was still, and the clear pool s!ioc- ^. the simshine â€" every little gold-rish looKt- like a jewel as it darted ajross the tra;.- parent water. Stella looked down lazily at them, '_-- dipped her white fingers into the basin. Jte did not hear the approaching foot8t«P= across th 2 lawn behind her, only all at^^ a shadow was thrown across the foantsK and looking np quickly, she foand ori5a standing by her side. "Oh Stella, what a long time you u« been in sending for me " he said repn*^- fully, as he took her hands in his M'^r face was beaming with delight and MpF' nesss. „ ,. •'In sending for vou, Norman! ste.- interesting ac '"2['jtf«ilk manufactui SfT'tk^ Montreal //eri _^^t*»*^^y* its eggs '"^-InlbM^y *r«* "P"*^ ^^^ ""^ds and these caterpilL ' from which the silk 'ibe eggs are hatched 'hAtei to the proper tei When the hatching fg soon as the younj .iheir app«'arance a pipe 'boles, and covered wii ^. gpread over the basl KfStepl**^' ^^ passing to^e* at the mulberry 'themselves from their s I speedily settls en the of mulberry, and are thu 7tr»y« *°d removed to A NUR.StRV. if a dry room, the ten Teh â-  regulated, and which i tt P»" ^^® '" '°^ stions produced by the caterpillars and the dec i^ not unfrequently, tautioDS ari! taken, fertile aes amongst the worms. wicker shelves are arran jient distances, lined witl ^{h the worms are placed. leaves presented to the i'diopped. Four meals a da rrule M»d luncheons betsvee ran are particularly voraciou [allowance for their subsiste silk worms live in the im six to eight weeks, during â-  [moults or changes its skin fo g its size and voracity and when fully grown is fhes in length. Wnen about tyonns are provided with hroom, heath, or other llexib ^hich they suspend ther lug a few threads. By jisting their bodies they gradi Ifjiselves into a thick, tiiken OVAL SHAPEl) cOco.iN Specimens of these bushes ons appeared in the Londoi " like diminutive trees I'S kit. as you 39 "Did you expect DoyouthinklwouJ mttng »i*i. ♦!. otyont grandfather's fortune, with the exception of the house, farnitS^ pounds whioh are left Mr. Allin/ham. The ST^i^'^SVl^" fortune wLoriginS; l«t to yo«, but by a codioU to the wilL it waa so leftconditionly onlr ^^ Jw ^^J '"*^' '»°'*« the droum- atemcs, of course, you ate quite unprovidSd assiVajr' t£at, » "5ro*ittfhim. •::.!li f ')3Jl!; ' Your ainsere friend, "BAMBJstFvxca." peated, wonderingh to do that " " Of course I did. have obtruded my own selfish iiop^^., your days of mourning for the old " " loved so well 1 waited for you to wn« me. Besides, you are a rich woman n "Oh. hush " she interrupted, J- "Do not pain me by saying that m",,,^.^ with a deep blush, she added, slowly, man, I would like to share all that b» with you 1" „^;,i, V03 "I only know of one way '^./^.y ji! can do that, my darling " he said, wii ^^^ the glow of his love in his eyes anu he knelt down beside her, and pu »» ^.^ around her, "Stella, will you notgi ,, that long waited for kiss now, anaw your dear self?" a.^ei, '»"• She bent her face, rosy as any w* j^, wards him in silence, and their ups •" happiness too deep for words. ..j,;^ "Oh I Stella," he said, P^'f "J'^grtea mncaof our lives you and 1 " " We might have been happy long a^'^f the "Yes," said Stella, tmilmg o"it„, ffe fallnesB of her content. '„. dare' out 'Bat then, ware playing in the dark,_ for *« been at 'Caoss PPBFOsts [the esd.] IMWJtls. •Iter tk- #„»' â-  XT ' "'• 't BirJohnMacdonaldhassubseriW ^.r-l WneTSy £d^^"'^i'«"« had Ifiva dollars tbwards the erecti'^JVr f-w away. a. I^ad^xpr^j^.^ a wWUha* raobwit Kingston for the SalraW rhe silk itielf is a L-ecretion ibes, which terminate in a pre gpmneret on the under lip The two fine tilaijont • by another secretion f id, so that the apparently s h forma the cocoon is reallj le cocoons, when completed warm water, which dissol lous matter, causing the threa jd separate them. The end o then found and placed upou e silk wound from cti the coco called a bank. The length obtained from a silkei metimes from 750 to 1,1.50 le( average length of oOO yar lands ot cocoons yield one pc from 200 to 2.")0 cocoons d weight. About OyE ODXCE OF ILiiAj};M- rill produce one hundred pound 6 pounds of mulberry leaves an nt for the production of one oons, and each mulberry tree 00 pounds of leaves. The Chinese were the first tood how to rear silkworms, breads spun by them, and mar Ok thus obtained into articles minaent. Silk appears to hav 7 ths Chinrse and Japanese lemorial â€" even 2,000 years D:x8tors were naked savag orm moth and the mulberry Kt both natives of China, wh n)a({ht to Europe during th the reign of the Emperor st the culture of silk was ireece, particularly to the 'here it spread so much tha Ireece derived its modern Utin mortis, a mulberry) frcn tace. From Greece THE SILK lIANClAi IL1:K to Sicily. Italy, Spain and is the breedine' of this val possible in warm clinate e is necessarily confined 'J»ly, the south ol France, an lese countries it is exporte United States and now 5 it is manufactured in tile fabrics. 1863 the firm of Btklin commenced the maJufact iud twist at Rrcckville, have two mills, each 300 'wr storeys high. They hav orthampton, Mass., lor th jlk fabrics and hosiery, wit New York, Boston, Fnilad Oiccinnati and St. Louis. S the largest houses, it the largest house, in ein the United States an the highest reputation. 1867 a branch of this estal in this ciyt. Mr. F t member ot the firm an Mtabliahment, the business nnder the s^le of BKU)ING, PACI. AND porpoae of manufact ^hraads, ribbons, and time the production intention was so to speak the manufacture being 'd« pee week. From ttiis rapidly developed into ^d a .nice business, no 'bs. per week with|a rap y inereasing demand fo production. At the to observe caution, tite fashions change desitAbla to have manu Ke apprehension accomit, inasmuch as th the JDpply. At first it Ptootta dulled labor he I,- neo«ir«rj to import it f «0«skviH^ Conn., bnt, one ~~ V Mtarned to the S 2*»%«% with the ex ^*y t !Siriak of those enga; S"** ThtM ooiunst of bat^rincip who an ioaod to ' |ii i»llwt ^aratives j^ iflrivixonrea wow '•o in nombw. One of 'd aaliy the t^i f .ooo ithati '.kind. .-"fe;