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 ^TTTu: KEN'S MYSTERYT BY jaUAJJ HAWTHOWa.. It was situated on the spur of a hill, and ^here Mas no fence around it. nor anything to protect It from the incursions of paasers- bv There was something in the gfneral appearance of this opot that made me half •ancy I had eeen it before and I should have taken it to be the same that I had often noticed on my way to the fort, but that the latter was only a few hundred y«Ms distant therefrom, whereas I must bsve traversed several miles at least. As 1 drew near, moreover, I observed that the head- stones did not appear so ancient and decav- £,1 as these of the other. But what chiefly attracted my attention was the figure that was leaning or half sitting upon one of the largest or the upright slabs near the road. It was a female figure draped m black, and a closer inspectionâ€" for I was soon withm a lew yariis of her- showed that she wore the calla, or long hooded cloak, the most com_ mon as well as the most ancient garment of Irish *Tomen, and doubtless of Spanish origin. ,,,,,. ••I was a trifle startled by this apppan- tion, so unexpected as it was, and so utrange did It seem that any human creature shoi Id be at that hour of the night in so desolate and sinister a place. Involuntaiily I paused Ii3 I came opposite her. and gazed at her in- -ontly. But the mooclight iAi behind her, and the deep hood of her cloak so oomplete- 'y shadowed her face that I was unable to discern anything but the sparkle of a pair oi eyes, which appeared to be returning my azewithmu«hvi\a*ity. " ' Ycu seem to be at home here, 1 saul at length. 'Can you tell me where I am ' "Hereupon the mysterious personage broke into a light liugh, which, though in itself musical and agreeable, was of a tim- bre intonation that caused my heart to beat rather faster than my late pedestrian exer- tions warranted for it was the identica. laugh (or so my imagination persuaded me) that had echoed in my ears as I arose from my tumble an hour or two ago. For the rest, it was the laugh of a young woman, and presumably of a pretty one and yet it had a wild, airy, mocking quality, that seemed hardly human at all, or not, at any rate to be cliaracteristic of a being of aliiC- tions and limitations like unto ours. But this impression of mine was fostered, no douht, by the unusu'il and uncanny circum- stance of the occasion. "':jure, sir,' she said, 'you're at the grave cf Kthelind Fiouguala.' "As she spoke she rose to her feet, aod pointed to the inscription on the stone. I bent forward, and was able, without much litllculty, to decipher the name, and a date hich indicated that the occupant of the rave must have entered the disembodied three centuries wt state between ago two arrd ' And who are you " was my next (lues- "'I'm called Elsie," she replied.^ 'But where would your honor be going Novem- ber-eve?" 'â-  I mentioned my destination, and asked her whether she could direct me thither, " ' Indeed, then, 'tis there I'm go-ng my- gelf,' Elsie replied 'and if your honor 'ill follow me, and play me a tune on the pretty iastiument, 'tisn't long we'll be on the road.' T " She pointed to thebanjj which 1 ear- ned wrapped up under my arm. How she knew that it was a musical instrument I could not imagine possibly, I thought, she inay have seen me playing on it as I strolled about the environs of the town. Be that as it laay, I offered no opposition to the bar- gain, and further intimated that I would re- ward her more substantially on our arrival. At that she laughed again, and made a peculiar gesture with her hand above her head. I uncovered my banjo, swept my ringers across the strings, and struck into a fantastic dance measure, to the music of which we proceeded along the path, Elsie slightly in advance, her feet keeping tiine to the airy measure. In fact, she trod so light- ly, with an elastic, undulating naovement, that with a litt!e more it seemed as if she might float onward like a spirit. The ex- treme whitenesa of her feet attracted iily eyes, and I was surprised to find that in- stead of being I are, as I had supposed, these were incased in white satin Srlip- pers quaintly embroidered in goldthread. '• ' Elsie,' said I, lengthening my steps so as to come up with her, 'where do you live, and what do yon do for a living " " ' Sure, I live by myself,' she auswered 'and if you'd be after knowing how, you must come and see for yourself.' " ' Are you in the habit of walking over the hills in shoes like that?' " ' And why should I not?' she asked, in her turn. 'And where did your honor get the pretty gold ring on your finger ' " The ring, which was of no great intrin- sic value, had struck ray eye in an old curios- ity shop in Cork. It was an antique of very old-fashioned design, and might have be- longed (as the vendor assured me was the case) to one of the early kings or queens of Ireland. "' Do you like it?' said I. " ' Wi:l your honor be after making a e^ent of it to Elsie ' she returned. p.« insinuating tone and turn of the with an head. " 'Maybe I will, Ekie, on ote conditim. 1 am an artist I make pictures of people. If ycu will jromise to cone to my stndio and let me paint your portrait, I'll give you the ring, and some money bcsjdet-.' " ' \nd will you give me the ring now ?* said Elsie. " 'Yes, if you'll promise.' " ' And will you play the musia to me ' she continued. " ' .\s much as you like.' " ' But maybe I'll not be handsome enough for ye,' said she, with a glance of her Lves beneath the dark hood. _; â-  " ' I'll take the risk of that,' I answered. laughing, 'though all the same I don'-t aund ta'iing a peep beforehand to remeuil»er y«u by.' So saying, I put forth a hand to draw back the concealing hood. Bat Eleie elnded me, I scarce know how, and laughed a third time, with the same airy, mockii^ Ca- "'Give me the ring first, and then you shall see me,' she said, coaxingly. ' " ' Stretch out your hand; then,' rettitoed- I, removing the ring from i"y|iS^ivi^2i.SI we are better acquainted, RM#*f»i* â- *♦?!" be so suspicious.' "She held out a slender, delicate hand, ^^t^OnK^frf^Slriipp^therin^ \, I did BO. the folds of her clc^ |«^,' ded^eTmi^kne^lTo )m^°^\^ rich and costly material and I caught, too, or 80 I fancied, the frosty sparkle of F^- cious stones. " â-  Arrah, roind where ye tread V tMO. Elsie, in a sudden, sharp toiie, " • I looked around, and became aware for the first time that we were standing near the middle of a ruined bridge which span- ned a rapid t^nm.thMt fio*wd at » 0(»8id- eitable d^th below. The parapet of the bridge on one side was broken down, and i must have been, in fact, in imminent danger of stepping over into empty air. I made my way cautiously across the decaying struct- ure but when I turned to assist Elsie, she was nowhere to be seen. " What had become of the girl? I caMed, but no answer came. I gared about on eirery side, but no trace of her was visible. Umess she had plunged into the narrowabyss at my feet, there was no place where she could have concealed herselfâ€" none at le^tthat i could discover. She had vanished, never- theless and since her disappearance must have been premeditated, I finally came to the conclusion that it was useless to at- te-npt to find her. 8he would present her- self again in her own good time, or not atall. She bad given me the slip very cleverly.and I must make the best of it. The adventure \ras nprhaps worth the ring. " On resuming my way, I was not a littla relieved to find that I once more knew wheielwas. The bridge that I had juat crossed was none other tnan the one I men- tioned some timoback I was witAiia a mile of the town, and my way lay clear before me The moon, moreover, had now quite dispersed the clouds, and shone down with exuuisite brilliancy. Whatever her other failings, Elsie iiad been a trustworthy guide; she had brought pie out of the depth of elf â-  land into the material world again. It had been a singular adventure, certainly and 1 mused over it with a sense, of mysterious pleasure as I sauntered along, humming snatches of airs, and ac»»ompanying myself on the strings. Hark what light step was that behind me? It sounded like Elsies; but no, Elsie was not there. The same im- pression or hallucination, however, recurred several times before 1 reached the outskirts of the townâ€" the tread of an airy foot be- hind or beside my own, The fancy did not make me nervous on the contrary, I was pleased with the notion of being thus haunt- ed, and gave myself up to a romantic and genial vein of rev. rie. "After passing one or two roofless and moss-grown cottages, I entered the narrow and rambling street which leads through the town. The street a short distance down widens a little, as if to afford the wayfarer space to observe a remarkable old house that stands on the Borthern side. The house was built of stone, and in a noble style of archi- tecture it reminded me somewhat of cer- tain nalaces of the old Italian nobility that I had een on the Continent, and it may very, probably haue been bnilt by one of the Italian or Spanish immigrants of the six- teenth or seventeenth century. The mould- ing of the projecting windows and arched doorway was richly carved, and upon the front of the building was an escutcheon wrought in high relief, though I could not make out the purport of the device. The moonlight falling upon this picturesque pile enhanced all its beauties, and al^the same time made it seem like a vision that might dissolve away when the light ceased to shine. I must often have seen the house before, and yet I retained no definite recollection of it I had never until now examined it with my eyes open, so to speak. Leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the street, I contemplated it Jor a long while at my leis- ure. The wiiitjw at the corner was really a very fine and laassive affair. 16 prcqected over the pavement below throwiq^-.a aevj shadow aslfuit the frames of tha-'diamtna- paned lattices were heavily mullioned. How often in past ages had that lattice been pushed open by some fair hand, revealing to a lover waiting beneath in tUe moonlight tii^ charnnnje countenance of his high-born hiw- tress 1 Those wwe brave days "" passed away teig^ since. The greit bouse" had stood empty f .r who could tell how many years only bats and vermin were its inhabitants. Where now were thos-" who had bnilt it and who were they Prob- ably th^ vei y name of them was forgotten. "As I continued to stire upward, how- ever, a corjectnre presented itself to my mind which rapidly ripened into a convic- tion. Was not this the house that Dr. Dudeen had described that very evening a.i having been formerly the abode of the Keni of Guerin and his mysterious bride There was the projecting window, the arched door- way. Yes, beyond a doubt this was the very house. I emitted a low exclamation of renewed interest and pleasure, and my speculations took a still njore imaginative, but also a more definite tum» " What had been the fate of that lovely lady after the Kern had brought her home insensible in his arms Did she recover and were they married and made happy ever after or had the 8« quel been a tragic one 1 remembered to have read that the victims of vampires generally became vam- pires themselves. Then my tboughts went back to that grave on the hill-side. Sftrely that was iinconsecrated ground. Why had they buritd her there? Ethelini of the white shoulder Ah why had not 1 lived in' those days or why might not some magic cause them to live ag^aln for jne Then would I seek thia street.at midnight, and standing here beneath her window, I would lightly touch the strings of my b.-.n- dore until the casenrent opened cautiously tod' she labktd down. A. svfeet yisioa in- deed And what prevente.d my reallzingit Only a matter of a coupi|e-«f ctnburiea or so. And was time, then, a't Which poets and philosophers sneer, so rigi(I«nd real a mat- â- ]-JbT that a lititle faith and imagihitioninight not overcome it At all 6yent» I had my fcanjo, the bandare's Icgitirfeate and iinedl d^cendant, and the memory v^, Fion^ala should haie the love dltJEy. ' ' "Hereupon, having tetiinec^tli©- in^tro-- 'ment, I launched forth haia an ttl Spanish love song, which. I had.niet i-«ith in. s^alQ mouldy lihirMy draing^ itiir ;fcaJtlij Hud had set to music of my own. I s^g low, for 4)(« deserted street re-fechoed thelighfest 8|und4i|fed wWi I saBg.Biiisi ic^Qhi voiytojr '^liy^€fi's. The words were warm with the fire fOt the ancient Spanl^ cfaivalryi aird^'I threw into their eiprecsion all the passion oE the lovers of romance Surely Fi^«°»^ "lered, would bea|^ sleep of centune itticed casement a? yonder 1 Wh»** to flit from what shadow is that that se^m room to room within the abandoned houre. ^d n?w^proaches the muUioned w^dow 'Aei6y eyge moonlight, or does ;„„ it open I Nay, this is no delusion po error of the senses here .•She shook her he«i and la"g^«?:; ' asi nit4 vou ' ' ITâ€" f^ fairy ring, audi am your 'Eth^Iinl-Esheliod Fionga- 9. us »'It 18 my The di^pisition to worry i, ,. d WM UlUi. "KBit, often partly of bo'thteiT aches the muUioned WJnrtow ;.. '^^(^^y\aiAitia, myself wholly « ir ^zzl^ ty. the PlM fit t^- -t?Ji KHaBcrutabfe eye. and wooing hp iWthc casement move-does spel^oi^^ ^^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^.^ i r this is no delusion there 18 •â-  i--* po error ox .u. senses here. There is simply I woman, yonng.-.l!e«ut,tul. and: ncJUj^ Worry. ani habit. Some people seem "littetcf botii to " ce ill a worry all the time, others se^n to take anything seriously to hea "'" others worry just f inugh to e.eane gent troubles. Where • of stiil «'!1-' beckoning me to ap- she re-- dow, and silently '^^ much amazed to be conscious of amazement. I advanced until I stood direct- ly beneath the casement,and the lady s face al she stooped toward me. was not more than twice a mai's height from my ?J°; She smiled and kissed her finger-tips something white fluttered in her ha^d' J^^en fell through the air to the ground at ray feet. The next moment she had withdrawn, and I heard the lattce close. "I picked up what she had let fall it was a delicate lace handkerchief, tied to the handle of an elaborately wrought bronze key. It was evidently the key of the house, and invited me to enter. T L^sened it from the handkerchief, which bore a faint, de- licious perfume, like the aromi of flowers m an ancient garden, and turned to the arched doorway, f felt no misgiving, and sca'cely any sense of strangeness. All was as 1 had wibhed it to be, and as it should be the medi»val age was alive once more, and as for myself, I almost felt the velvet coat hanging from my shoulder and the Ion' rapier dangUng at my belt. Standing in front of the door I thrust the key into the Icck, turned it, and felt the bolt yield. The next instant the door was opened, apparent- ly from within I stepped across the thres- hold, the door clo.'ed asain, and I was alone in the house, and in darkness. " Not alone, however As I extended my han" to grope my way it was met by an- other hand, soft, slender, and cold, which insinuated itself gently into mine and drew me forward. Forward I went, nothing loath the darkness was impenetrable, but I could hear the light rustle of a dress close to me, and the same delicious perfume that had emanated from the handkerchief en- riched the air that I breathed, while the lit- tle hand that clasped and was clasped by my own. alternately tightcaed and halt relaxed the hold of its soft cold finger-. In this manner, and treiding lightly, we traversed what I presiimed to be a long, irregular pas- sage way, and ascended a staircase. Then another corridor, until finally we paused, a door opened, emitting a flood of soft light, into which we entered, still hand in hand. The darkness and the doubt were at an end. "The room was of imposing dimensions, and was furnished and decorated in a style of antique splendor. The walh were draped with mellow hues of tapestry clusters of candles burned in polished silver sconces, and were reflected and multiplied in tall mirrors placed in the four corners of the room. The heavy beams of the dark oaken ceiling crossed each other in squares, and were laboriously carved the curtains and the drapery of the chairs were of heavy fig- ured damask. A t one end of the room was a broad ottoman, and in front cf it a t^ble, on which was set forth, in massive silver dishes, a sumptuous repast, with wines in crystal beakers. At the side was a deep and vast fire-place with space enough on the broad hearth to burn whole trunks of trees. No fire, however, was there, but only a great heap of dead embers and the room, for all its magnificence, was cold â€" cold as a tomb, or as my lady's hand â€" and it sent a subtle chill creeping to my heart. " But my lady how fair she was I gave one passing glance at the room my eyes and my thoughts were all for her. She was dressed in white, like a bride dia- monds sparkled in her dark hair and on her snowy bosom her lovely face and slender lips were pale, and all the paler for the dusky glow of her eyes. Sha gazad at me with a strange, elusjve smile and yet there s, was, in her respect and bearing, something They haa, fg^ujiijar in the midst of strangeness, hke the ' burden of a song heard loog ago and re- called among other conditions and surround- ings. It seemed to me that something in me recognized her and knew her, had known her always. She was the woman of whom I had dreamed, whom I had beheld in vis- ions, whose voice and ^e had haunted me from my boyhood up. Whether we had ever met before, as human beings meet, I knew not perhaps I had been blindly seek- ing her over the world, and she had been awaiting me in this splendid room, sitting by those dead embers until all the warmth had gone out of her blood, only to be re- stored by the heat with which my love might supply her. " 'I thought you had forgotten me,' she said, nodding as if in answer to my thought, 'The night was so late â€" our one night of the year How my heart re^iced when 1 beard your dear voice singing the song I knew ao Kiss me â€" my lips are cold I' •' Cold indeed they were â€" cold as the lips of death. But the warmth of my own seem- ed to revive ^hem. They were now tinged with a faint oolor, and in her cheeks also ap- peared a delicate shade of pink. She drew fuller breath, as one who recovers from a long lethargy. Was it my life that ITas feeding her I was ready to give her^l. iaihe drew me to the table and pointed to the viands and the wine, " 'Eat and drink,' sha said. *You have travelled far, and you need food.' " ' Will yoa pat and drink with me V said I, pouring out the wine. "â- â€¢ You are the only nourishment I want,' was her answer. 'This wine is thin and cold. Give ine wine as red as your, blood and as warm, and I will drain the goblet to the dregs.' "At thete words, I ktanw not why, a slight shiver passed through me. She seem- ed to gain vimity and strength at every in- stant, but the chill of the great room.struck into"me mote and more. " 'â-  "She broke into a fantastic flow of spir- itB, (^jApping her hands, a1l;l dancing about me lie a child. ^Vh'e was she _Aad was I myself, or Wa's s^fe moc'Sing me when she implied that we had belonged to eacli' other of old? At length she ato^distiUbefoulne, crossing her hvid^ pver herJjreaat^ ^£,saw upon thfe fcreSnger bf her' 'right .J hand the gleam of ah antique '±\ti^. " ' ' ' ' •••* Where Tijdiyoas^tt tlMMIribg ' il'-d©. be happy while the hours last « « • Y ou at* miM, ,and I ajnt^urs. •^"^wTseated ourselves on the ottoman, and while she nsstled luxuriously amen? the cushions, I took my banjo «"i «*ng J^. her The song aui the mu.ic rebounded through the lofty room ani came back lu throbbing echoes. And bet ore me as I sang I saw the face and form of Ethehnd Fion- euali in hsr jewelled bridal dress, gazmg rme wUh burning eyes. She was pale no longer, but ruddy and warm, and life wa^ ie a fl^e within her. It was I who h.^ become cold and bloodies yet with the last life that was in me I would have sun? to her of love that can i^-ver die. But at length mv eyes grew dim, the room seemed to Trken, thf form of Ethelind alteriiately brightened and waxed niiistinct, like the last flickerings of a fire 1 swayed towards her, and felt myself lapsing intouiioonsious. neas. with mv head resting cn her white nere worryiiuiaa temperamfn";, the cultivaticn of"**"" to the orii sotted philosophy with regird affairs of life^ay 4v mi.h to 01160^; "'â- â- ' ficiM-imdC;*^ i|n4 *: n.e of. the ^loto,^ goodness of liod \*iU serve as mi a,.;?' to it. but the reu.oval of legitimate " of worry will not help matters at a'l "^^t*^ battle is to be fought in cn 'a own son' it matters little how sligbt the preci'pib' be. On 3 bii. worry^f.-' b'g 8orro» ness. with my shoulder." ,. Here Keiiinsale paused a few momeii.s in his story, flung a fresh log upon the fare, and then ccBtinued "I awoke, I kinwinthow lou? after- ward. I was in a vast empty room lu a ruined building. Rotten shreds of drapery depe u led from the walls, and heavy festoon of spiders' webs gray with dust covered the win i..w8, whici were destitute of glass or sasri they had been boarded up with rough plants which had themselves become rotten with age, and admitted through their holes and crevices pallid rays of light and chilly draughts of air. A bat, disturbed by these raya or by my own movement, detached himself from his hold on a remnant o. mouldy tapestry near me, and after circlmi dizzily round my head, wheeled the flicker- noiselessness of his flight into a darker cor- ner. As I arose u n steadily from the heap of miscellaneous rubbish on which I had been lying, Bomethiiij which had been resting across my kii'ses fell to the floor with a rat- tle. I picked it up, and fouiii it to be my banjo â€" as you see it now. 'â-  Well, that is all I have to tell. My health was seriously impaired all the blood seemed to have been drawn out of my veins; I was pale and haggard, and the chill â€" Ah, that chill," murmured Keningale, drawing nearer to the fire, and spreading out his handstocatcl the warm' n--"I shalliuver get over it 1 shall carry it to my grave." â€" /ioL'-^er's Monthly A GHOST STOR'V. Told hy a Woman In the Witness Box. An Erie, I'x, despatch says â€" Seldom has a trial in the Cjnrimon Pleas possessed such a j-eculiar interest as that of Teresa Condron vs. James Young, which has just closed with a verdict for tae plaintiff. Her history is as amusing as remarkable, and from her earnestness, it is evident she be- lives every word of it. Tea years ago Michael C!ondron. a farmer of considerable means, died in Summit township. A few days before his death he made a will, be- (jueathing his farm and all his estate that he could will away to tha Ulshop of Erie, in trust for the Catholic Church. His second wife protested against this disposition of his property, but tiie dying man executed the will. lid died three days after and dying within thirty days of maeing the will he defeated its purpose, and the dutch could not inherit. Tne wife came into sole poss'jision, her husband having no known relatives, and in a short time she married again. Death claimed her in a few ironths, and sue bequeathed her husband'j lands to a member ot her own family. This person took possession and li^'td on the farm with- out interruption uniil a year ago, when a little old woman, from Ireland, turned up as a claimant to the estate. This was Teresa Condron, the sister of the dead Con- dron, and the plaintiff in the suit just tried before Judge Galbraith. Her story, told with clearness and without the blighiest consciousness of absurdity, is that a year and a half ago, while serving as housekeeper to the Adjutant General of Ireland, residing in Dublin, she was startled by an apparition wearincr the foim of her brother Michael, who went away to America when he was still a young man. The wraith advanced, and with a mournful air said he could not rest in his grave away off in Erie, Pa. until a great wrong had been righted. Taking her hand he told her he was her brother who had been absent so many years uhat he had acquired property in the United States, and, having died, conld not enjoy the peace and tranquility of the grave until his farm was wrested from the usurper and given to his own flesh and blood. He commarded her if she loved him, to proceed to America and oust Young, who, the ghost said, had enjoy- ed unlawful possession for eight years. Tae spirit exacted a solemn promise that she would carry out his request and melted away in the -air before her. She thought it was a dream, but the wraith appeared again on several occasions and implored her to go to Erie and save his spirit from the inquietude that had taken possession of it. He cold her frauds had been committed, and instructed her to appeal to the courts. Having convinc- ed herself that she was really beiug haunted by the ghoat of her dead brother, she gave up her position, sold her effacts, and came to the States to carry out his wishes. Her Story was received as the ravings of a crank, and it was thought that she ought to iid-cau- fined as a lunatic. She commenced her suit, and by dint of nntiriag energy she succeed- ed in bringing to light certain facts that impressed tne court, and resulted inbonvinc- ing the jury that fr.iud had certainly been perpetrted. It was upon these cold facts discovered that the jury were Instructed to deal without regard to the old lady's ghost â- tory. They gave Miss Teresa a verdict, and she took formal possession of the farm, and, as she thinks, gave peace to -her brother's SFfirit. Sh6 regards the jurojjaas the savibars'of h6r pbdt dead brother, and prepoaes to publish a cardi of tha,taka:in bo- Iwlf of the ghost. •. iQg cause may be. (Jiis big cure many little cues, as cm swallows up all lesser on ;3. W'hero vr ml is a matter of habit, the cnly wis^ ?." to do is to break the habit by lorm:] ' ' in the opposite direction. ' " "' If we planned our lives curaeh-^s might have fipod cause lo worry, wl T^ tD plan them, but our plain are c'ontiuua" overruled sni overborne by ;â-  power abn^ us. We " know not what a day maybr^' forth," ani we know that the days ate iVi of surprises, an 1 what we h id not expec' continually happen?. It ii right that ,! should daily take our bearings ani see tV- we are steering in the propsi- directicn â-  b-" having done this, keepin i ourselves sr " enough to occupy us, an Iwh ha^e n)Via" to worry over dangers already piss;d,or v as may be waiting us. " Suffi^ieat U]:-.g • ' day is the evil thtreoi." Each cne of us has jast fiiough cajit-.' â€"intellectual, moral, spiritaal, phyaiti'l siii no more, to operate wi'h in the iV- civen to us. So much cf thisas i.su^eded each day's work we shoulil inves^, ani a' low the rest to ascumulite, wasliiiT u'!i=r- it, but iiivestio;; it as it is callei for u, ' txtgeinies of lifi. A^ !i:'e goes cnwesh' have ample opportuuity to invest ail c:- surplus of whatever sort, an 1 whr.tevcr w- waste, both prin3ip:\;s ani interest wii; I.,; subtracted from the s^um total of cur liit.. end. If all the time ani all the spiritn:; and intellectual forc2 \\asted in worrv:.,: were summed up, what a grsnl tot-" woul 1 it amount to If to thij all the ti:;.- anl power lost by thr- depr-es-:iug etiecto: worrying upon the vital poAers wcro aldci how would- that gran, i totcl be swelkj Hours sni days are throw u av.ay in wcrrv iu? over the future trouble that never coffieV aui the past trouble that can nsver i,: chaii TfiA and while we thus waste oar ci;,; tal of vitality, instead cf providing positiv; good for ourselves, real troubles overtake us and give us more things to worry eve;-. Neither worry nor reptntau:e for 81.1 \:'l. remove, in this life, all the coniefi'ifn;es c; its commissif u The.^e one must bear 5' well as he may. Wnen we confers mi :;: sake sin we are promised forgiveue-ss ur. we are not promised immunity from t li 'z- suits of our transgression, at least fromso;;,t of the results :u this liie, ,• n 1 initial 0; worrying over this we should rather se; ourselves to bearing it with fortitude, i "turning it into the natrimen; of virt':t. Doubtless Moses repented taking the li;et: that tyranical Egyptian, and we oar.:; doubt but that he was forgiven, bat i.e^pc:;; forty years in the desert bicau;e 0: it, '• « know Divid repente.l of the murder :: Uriah, and was fcrgivea, but thi "s.vv. u;ver departed from his hiuse," a:).; :..- lives of his four sons were rdiairedtjr t... one lite ot Uriah. St. Piul never forgot tliat hs hi! c: ;. perse?utedthechurc'!i, an 1 was "moreaoun- dan t "in labur to establish it beciuse he na tried to destroy it. T.ae alcohol draak-V^. the opium drunkard, the .glutton, thsdeor.:- chee, may usver be able to repair tne :: juries they havedtnj theraseh'es, their O- spring, their fellow-., bv their violaticn. o the laws of life, but vneii they have k;t c. their evil ways and givm all tiut is icttc- them to walking in right ways, worry om-: the past consumes, thf strength they nee. to live well in the present, and is p'.:re., wasteful. Taey mu.t be content to taie 4 the song of life in a lon-er key, p^^rnaps n; m-nor key, and sing it ai well as t^e5'n^^;_ They must be concent to walk alcn? n- lower levels of life an i leave the scaSi':: J- heights to those whose vital energies ua d by indulge)i2e in e.^ sappe th the with serenity and presence of^mmc. iriag will cn'.y upset us, "'â- ^'\\ ^^ ' ^,-^-_... ont.-.! vision, ani P"' Atbl^ji Glrtt. The blosb of b«ath is on the 1 "" !^â€"«A A Irfi^ionaUip kTdara |JU llbsron is tnat 'hv "rugged physical tn ^^"^ammer outing-that sh. tennis, pedestrian ited, l»«'\t^ so much that the 1 '"w Scative of rich, rushii a^raKlTbrflsh- tarn tola t! '^Ze has sudden^ inireas ,1 nowder is correspcndn gfj^iket. It is not n*» not *o muchâ€" since gt "^dered desirable. Even pi M\ creatures whitened th ^ded with black under thei we sliould inike prf tint we sho'-ild loo^ th?.t ^« the cotal^ r^mselves look model is not been courses. It i? ii3cessary thit cauticiM against evi! out and provide for contingencies; should make the ordinary P^'ePf^^^^U;. what is in the u^ture o.' things tua '\/. ly to come to us, an 1 having done cni -• next best thing is to auait e^'ents WorryiMi n^n v.. j ~,-^ „,, 1 n powers, distort our mental vision, ,^. us in such a state of mini as « ^l.«'^%.;. prevent the best use of our tdcuitie=. Interest Dcpt. X. Y. Ti-i,ba:H. Her Wa^es. Many faithful and hard-Work^ J^^J earn their own livelihood ov er aa ^^^^. their unremitting household labo^ )^^^.^j receive not a penny for it. i- ^â- ^ ^^^,^ jq j woman to do the same amoun. u^ ^^^ year that her neighbor across the wa ,^ ^^_.. done at three dollars per ^^^}^l;^_ Ard ins for a large family ot ch^aien-^,^ what wages did- she get. 'i^' ^^ ^,,(,^.eu- keep her from freezing, aiK. noi- ^^^^^ collar eve« found its way to i-^^^^^ ^^...i^.] And vet her husband was i^-^^ in any " .book do^vi' eif^aatisS- word^- Itl re' tlie poor pookei-book is entireij alltniAe," and lohg before Ms bTeb' forming fr3r it^ use ^J^, ,^{y. fiedoi' ai as her neighbor, but, s^^l ^^^^'J^^fi^V' low my money to slip ""^^-.\,r -• V,:.-- without knowing what it g3-=.^ ' j^^.^.e .; there was anything aeoue .11" _^.,^j ^,;. got it, and if hi.-i "^â- ""*;"^\" .wp Ji'-i' fault Was it? ll3.s;uJ rhat c.i*'?^^^ ^.,, was his patron sair.t, ana iu^^^^_ f- c.i-- ••; Bicrhted to sec that t.ic oes- " ,. ;, «â- :{â- - est; too bigoted to behove tli- judgmenfi was ^^'Xl^'T^e^l hav. matters. I never knew hei ^o lar she could c:j; her ' .u -,^^- ^,.;... oa the subject, uu ^^^-^"' "' j monA- did not uuderstaud t=" "":,„„„ w'na i-J. have no doubt bnt '^^t ina^i „;"dividin3 â- â€¢" this, have been i-^ t'^« ^^^'J, "ieds of ^~' modey reoeived from. the pro^-^^js vra^ united Ubor, bnt there are nun ^^^._, ,^.o cram the well filled P'^jkc the dfiepost. pocket witoi a ^eu ^_,^ .^^ that ^m_s to ,8ay planif^^*;^,^i tl. like Cairdli the roseate milkma: •: it deplorable to be strong. • rlPBDised and muscle is exc "..Xl that," said a friend .parlor after her Eea.son out ^he put my hand oa her ar ♦u^en the elbow and the s lin was as smooth and whit a .ingle thickness cf lace^ nMS was charminc. ^Grip hard," she commaa I clasped the arm with bot .Ve shut her fist and drew to her ihoulder. Under ^„ch a bunch of muscles as 'ore, except when hanging partner in a waltz. Inisg.r L daily all summer. Ih b^ds are calloused, and alovesawholes'/.jbiegerth ^ut she is elated, all the san lift so much as a cup of tea in£r to bring up that muscle law her writing a letter biceps show through the s ai every stroke of the pt n. "And look at this," she together in her boudoir called my attiention to was walking across the room muscles in her calves was vi face cf her stockings ' •' "What a pity you're not in the ballet, instead of m ' remarked. •• You are only envious, "Not a bit of it," I rep any desire to be an athlete won't be able to keep you the winter." ^,, ""Won't I, Ciara Belle into an adjoining cloie will do it, me guyrl. Perhaps some of my re£| tivate their muscle, and so make the apparatus which You can almost fix it your; ments are two pulleys, two dow wsights, a strong core plank with two holes in it. run through tde holes m t pend the weights. The e.x by pulliag at the ends of tl to assume all sorts of p bring the whole muscular There isn't a great amoun' deed, I should say that board would be a delight pared to it, but fashion mi ani something or other 1 posesâ€" from dumb-bells chineâ€" is the thing nov chamber. Tbe Tiger a Model There is no nc use use al there is about the licii. impjiing cn poets. Wo like, ^tend they are on from ^nt of a better bri lion swagger as if he we than a vei y large cat b descends to such prevarn self up for better than h spect for qnaUties 'which not possess. ' There is n anything he doss. AUI the surtace. "I am- oughly dow aright wild doft' Uka nie yon must 1 merh'Ahile you kad bel way!^" There is no of superior "intelliguic they are met with in make-believe for the pu the traveller with theii nimity, ©f waste time hi flnons roarings, shaking hciSjwSs^ candidly, they are. They either with every ccaftssitu « own fine outspbteu wa\ er." Jfee 5v*itn they; it as iMi^; l$ed it, c about if-7a«. the lieu, t usMfeif^yelo^iy ' of sight, and then boi: houn W-viasting. tune tudesiftrOn tryiSg t They have no niei If they mean to go, â-ºd^d(*i*t ff^r a i ly t)$ oul "hey mea the str; uger very littlt standinjg their iuttntic fV4^serv^ jb be anT We^'it, doing ' has gi^jyhim;to d» W has 01^ one end for i*,"*Asi tb this he g m^rfldent energies. erb capabilities for ta int^iflf'ffwn, hecxerci 1.1 ibis one direction, ' tor an instant that h llyiiJg'fn tt'e face of TO' b«S thorght any Cholced wi A singnlar fatalit Hillgate, Stockport Hannah Sykes, fifty wife of John Sykes, T I. me. The unfortui lected with paralysi ied at a stall to pun swallowed the first tempting a second s ger and fall to the gi msfantly conveyed reached there it v dead, death no d through Buffocatic n.