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 -^ «S*i- I1S8AJ(8. period aniL' U i ^andereH "*« i l^a« hnn« "ofs « was C. '"W T'te animal l** " I receaa in tK ' i^ rng almost 'W Kthatleroair^ f.' ,*n^ that lent! 'ch treasure" " circumstances wirn^ h-^horttimeaCi »U"t-un to be e5;J i;;^* tlat matters oom 'g hours of wakefull râ„¢ -hen the a • 'iis isespeciaUvt f "f serious moment, eition. In proof off ilream of Tartina J twu of his famous -J donate du Diable'-- i lie celebrated coma ivoryig to finish a m chair. T'^e subject sleep, and he drea I'licd himself to his i ppareiit success. He j'air. Suddenly the I). ini and proposed tliatl the sonata provided f irreiider his soul iu reJ Tartini, -without the IJ ted the proposition, 1 sty at once proceededl lesired sonata in a chaT 'violin. As the condul li.s our the composer awl Iclight, ran hastily h, f (loAvii froui meinoiy remlered immortal' in violinist. iviXL-KNdWX FArr Kubia Khan," that â- â€¢pi M'lia dreamed by the afterward, up to a ceri i-or.ld rememljer uo mJ :it it was while he slept a lictate to him hisoelebrd Shepherd."' Dante's "I ' according to the main^ as suggested in a dra 'd one day that lie t canto of his •"Hemid lat lie had written it he writes of this singuli h I could scercely have J nnist therefore have! lections in spite of myi ing taken the le;ist para it her will nor liberty. wy ideas with proprietyi cuius."' the account of a dread th â€" which recently «" ition of the writer, ^i :ul ready at all times toj tiou names are supprei .t the indi\-idiial concert â- ehi it proper to be broi'i of the public in counec Air. Oeoree V^ â€" •hSl, 1886. related at dream he had the precj " â-  last night- er just as plainl.v ' lit. She was (lea.1. iittiug BIFT AND SPRAY; |„^ AND VENGEANCE A~MONG ' THE ' SMUGGLERS. aw mother last nife'hi. it as plainl.v as I meiit. She was (lea.1 uttiug her into her co .k. After breal din less c o'cloc and up town, '»" I a telegram aimounaiii, :flecould_notIHy' ,â-  intimation of her d^j .me wa« m miles 1 ct telegi-aphic connnM th only took place thM In.leed. Mr-â€" ^^ I ^^th'T was ll""j^J pro .-- Of this, as this article, w^^'^,' d, biograplei^'_^ ;„.l,»p not " iralU We judge ho has hun*" ^^ m* .-iplinewill w 1 i«°"^^nirs«rmou»i ,^-upon J" decidd S" vtAI thers. ^;g_ens»ble. lutelywd^^^^ "**^Jtbese bo| The Most FASccfATixG Ocean- Romance Sinck the Dats op COOPEB AND MaRYATT. proviilence of the moment that '•-^Tropethat he had had so mnch '"'"" ,.eie:ise himself from passed over '^^\ 1 hands, and that he was able to ""'with the hand that was disengaged, *?' I bv a movement of that hand I- 'f times'round his wrist was the work r • runt â-  a"l then G«rald felt himself K^'-1t Jharge dragged through the P^'^.'^hewakeofthellift. hr ' ame the challenge of the Spray and '""-that were tired at the Rift, and the "-Xrati'-n in the turn of the smugglers' 'â- ^ uiis in progressâ€" brief as that peri- 'Lbrought her to, and it was in that i'*^"i lent that (ierald was able to reach p: Je"c:ihin window and, in a suppressed â-  • call upon the French captain ' ' 'X ' Help me O help me " I nin Mocfjuet uttered a wild, bewild- I "P" jj^'iie tlew to the cabin window; it 'rv that was no doubt well heard up- "dixkoithe Rift; but, fortunately, 'ittered so many, that no attention ' 1 to it, and the fog continued to be k that unless one of the crew had l" i prefully over the side of the cutter, rlai there passing at its little cabin "L- eouia not be observed. '.â-  t the attention of the captam and â-  "Iti'ie Kift was so entirely taken up by *nrav and what would occur in regard "that (Jerald might almost have 1 ;f ,1 ^vith Marie over the bulwarks on r^*!leck and scarcely have been noticed. â- 'pt^iiii Mocquet saw him. • Iiieii, l»ie" • "*^" • '^^ ' *^® ^*" â-  Pall in:" said Gerald. • Mv child •'â- ' _^ .â-  ..^V-I think not. ,. Yes. yes! Oh, Dieu yes ior heavens sake, pull_ m Now take I ilptain Mociuet pulled at the 'rope and [] was raised out of the water with on his left arm. The French captain â- 'â- ht her hv the head, and then by one P and the small, delicate form easily â- ed tlirough the aperture into the cabin. uptain Mocquet was not then unmind- niiierald he only paused to strain to heart once the body, as it seemed, of r. dau'hter and then, with his eyes Ll,hot and perfectly dry and hot nowâ€" IrhisL'rief was too great for tearsâ€" he .VUierahl into the cabin and flung his £al« lilt him and kissed him tenderly. ihe did not speak. â- Tell mo,"" siiid tJerald, "is this yourâ€"? Hu-h. my -Marie sleep She shall sleep b bnL' sleep ' Marie I Marie Marie " He 'xni It by her and rested the fair head iKinhis knees and bowed his head over her Li shrink as with a strong convulsion, but ilid imt weep. â- Let 119 try to recover her," said Grer- " I have seen many who have been Itnarentlv drowned, on the coast where I „., lived so hmg. She may not be dead." [uptain M(ic(iuet looked at him, and the in that look ".erald thought he would |:Vfr iuru'et. T.ut without another -word he knt tu the locker of the cabin and with the Lie of his hatchet he wrenched a drawer |:*ii-forit was locked, and there he found -It he knew was there ready â€" a case of ;tles eipiitaiuiiig various spirits and cor- -whicii Dedjui kept for his own special Msuraption. It was more bv signs now, than by words jtiierald intiinated to Captain Mocquet it he meant ti make an attempt at the ^ration of Marie from her state of appar- ..lieath. liie father pressed bis hand for a moment ;i kissed him on the cheek, and then let liii as lie pleased. â- erald raised the head of the young girl :iiis arm and gently chafed her neck and :Mt.. anl then he placed on the pale lips 'aeyf tlie ardent spirits from one of the ;» buttles. â-  '•trald then looked in the eyes of Captain i^quet and geiittv removed some portion "â- â€¢^ light night-dress that the girl. wore -â- U'ently chafed the region of the heart. â- yas for permission to do this that he had I'ied in tiie eyes' of the father and then â- Jps if the French captain quivered, and 'ksvethe permission â€" not by words, but •i gentle kiss on (^ierald's cheek, aud then â-  I'll his hand. 'erald was deeply affected. For a mo- Ht nr two ho coultl scarcely see the face •^isrie f.ir his tears. They were as a mist f%e him. ^«. what is that he hears Is it a sigh There is a faint movement, too, of ^- young limbs â€" a shudder â€" she surely "^*: fhe is in the arms of one who ** her. She livesâ€" she lives God of â- â- Â«'â- Â«, she lives jiien the father â€" oh, that poor, poor â- .aer:--with short screams and frantic cries, retrains her to his heart, and then Ger- '~aim. tiio. he clasps, and holds to his F^«t-then his dear child again. She has g^^ed toward Gerald, and she has flung ""arms about him, and is resting her â- J' upon his breast. Life's ensign unfolds 'â- ^â- ^ upon her cheek. She livesâ€" she lives id now the fountain ot her father's t«ar8 r^sealed again, and he sobs like a chUd, â- -a deep sleep comes over Marie. lake her. sir," said Gerald, softly â€" °*^li«. She had better sleep. She wUl l-J;u"t '^^^ "lien she awakes, God be l^ed for all this I" I .uptain Mocquet sat upon the floor of the fc â-  " ^^ the Rift, and Gerald placed Q-*'\^is arras, and he nursed her gently, U'ti'giierto and fro, while his tears fell ""y upon her. And Gerald then went la^in A^ ^^^^ *^** opened from the l^. ^id brought some of the bed-clothes L,J, T*^* there, and helped to wrap them Li.i,."'^*' Captain Mocquet looked up ^J^Dd smiled. â- Cto V '^^^ ^^^P' cargo, francs â€" what was I V„ ?^r~«ompared with that young life I "sa been rescued from the wild sea?" CHAPTER VI. I iMEIUC.\X YACHT IJT POBT â€" ^A MTS- I „1j:- tery. |i.5(J '7^ events were taking place ofif ^^t of France, the Nautilua, with its American flag fluttering to the breeze, was beating up the Channel, making for the port of Falmouth, and carefully feeling its way through the fog whic hung over the coast near France and extended for many a mile over the sea. The day was considerably advanced when the Nautilus left the Lizard Point on its port and beat up the roads to Falmouth. Then it was that Captain Morton, her owner and commander, came from his cabin and looked paler and more anxious than any of his crew had ever seen him, placed a glass to his eye and took a long survey of the coast line before him. " Dare I hope " he said, sadly â€" " dare I hope No â€" no â€" it is scarcely possible and yet how strange it is that there should ever be a something at my heart which seems to whisper consolation to me, and that there may yet be in store for me a hap- piness that I shrink from contemplating, lest the bitterness of disappointment should be more than I can bear." Those were young days for the stars and stripes of the United States to flutter to an English breeze in English waters and the shrouds of the guard-ship in Falmouth Roads were crowded to look at the Nautil- us as she glided lightly on her way. Then there was a proud look on the fine face of Captain Morton, as he saw an officer on board the English frigate lift his cap, and he returned the salute courteously. " Mr. Ajidrews," he said to his sailing captain, " this is the first time that I have been in an En^ish roadstead. What can we do in the way of a salute " " Everything, sir. Seven guns will be handsome. We have four, and by the time the fourth does its work the others will be loaded and ready." " Do it, then." Another few minutes and tlie Nautilus was enveloped in a cloud of its own smoke, and seven smart reports from the little car- ronades had awa^kened the echoes of Fal- mouth Roads. The captain in command of the guard- ship looked with a smile at his first lieiiten- ant as he said "That's well done." " Very well, sir." " Return it then â€" only I think we can make a little more noise." The lieutenant smiled, too, and then there was a shrill whistle on board the guard- ship, and a hoarsely shouted command, and seven of her great guns boomed in thunder over the sea. The Nautilus sped then its bird-like way toward the shore, and was soon in Falmouth harbor. The little boat of the yacht landed Captain Morton at some stone steps, down which a gentleman, whose hair was as white as snow, was slowly descending. This gentleman and Captain Morton met on these slippery stone steps with the green weed clinging to them. One side of the steps was open to the sea and the other protected by the wall of that portion of the harbor. Captain Morton, with a courteous gesture, went seaward, and then the gentleman with the white hair lifted his hat and smiled sad- ly as he said " I thank you, sir but I am tolerably used to these steps." " I am a perfect stranger to them," re- plied Captain Morton. " but â€" but â€" " " Ah I see what you would say. Youth and dangers that appal age and decrepi- tude but it is the suffering of the soul, sir, that has blanched these looks, not age. " As he spoke the gentleman with the white hair drew himself up erect, and Captain Morton saw that there was a latent fire in his eyes, and an expression of resolution, as well as of suffering, that deeply interested him. He, too, had suffered, and there had passed over his heart one of those storms of grief that leave their impress forever on the outward man. An eight-oared galley at this moment reached the foot of the atone steps, and by the respectful manner in which the oars were held aloft, and the whole turn of the aftair, Captain Morton could see that the white haired gentleman was somebody of importance. They passed each other courteously and then the captain of the Nautilus heard the white haired gentleman say "Mrs. Havocks, what was the salute about?" ,. " An American yacht, sir, saluted the guardship, and it was returned." " Quite right---quite right." " And that, sir, is â€" " The last won^s were lost to Captain Mor- ton but by what followed he guessed that they alluded to him, for the white haired gentleman turned upon the lowermost of the stone steps and cried out " Sir, will you pardon me for calling you back, but I am told you are owner and com, mander of the pretty little yacht yonder, which so courteously saluted our flag. May I hope for the favor and honor of your com- pany to dinner with me at six o'clock?" " With pleasure, sir." " And I address." "Captain Morton, United States Navy. I have the honor to speak to " "Sir Thomas Clifford, Admiral of the station." A bow from each, and the two gentlemen departed, and then the sad look came back to the face of Captain Morton, and the gloom of settled grief crept i^ain over the fine fea- tures of Sir Thomas Clifford- „ One of the seamen who had rowed Captam Morton on shore now lingered for orders, and the captain, tuini^ to him, said "A'^ou will go seaward after makmg an influiry for a Uttle bay called St. Just's, and you wiU pat in and look out for me, as in all probabilities I shall make it by land, and you will see me on the coast. " The American captain then took his soli- tary way into to'wn. It was getting late in the day, and he had not much time to spare between then and the hour of his appointment with Admiral Sir Thomas Clifford but still he thought that he would be aWe to make the inquiry that he « .me to make, and taking from Iub pocket a scrap of an old newspaper, the «f whiahiiwwBd tlwk it had been frequently consulted, he slowly read its Itonteota " „ " P0S91BLT Ix^rsBLEstBS^r-An iineasy sensa- tion baft been' created' M onr^oiwli by the death of a woman named Cole, who has re- sided for a considerable time in the neighbor- hood, close by the sea, and whose mode of life was mysterious and secret. With no ostensible means of livelihood, she was never known to do any work or to solicit charity, but yet has r,. sided for more than ten years in a cottage for which she paid a regular rent most punctually as the day came round. On her death bed this woman accused herself of being, with a man named Hutchins, instrumental in the wreck of an American bark named the Sarah Ann, and she died in a sad state of mental prostration, i It was impossible from the incoherent char- acter of her ravings to make out what exact- ly she meant, but much of her self-accusa- tions seemed to relate to a Mrs. Morton and j a child named Jessica or Jessie. Our worthy ' coroner did not think that an inquest on the remains of this self-accusini; creature was required. Such was the newspaper paragraph which the captain read to himself in a ' low earnest tone. Alas how often he had read it to himself in the same low, earnest tone. " This," he said with a deep sigh, "this from the Falmouth paper, after all these weary years of grief, the only faint light that heaven has vouchsafed' should fall upon my blighted heart in relation to the subject." He sighed deeply. The piece of newspaper was then carefully folded up and replaced in his pocket and he stood in one of the narrow, ill-paved streets of Falmouth, wondering in what precise direction he should commence his inquiries in relation to the statement which had appeared in the paper. There was a feeling on the mind of Cap- tain Morton â€" he knew not why or wherefore â€" making him wish to conduct the inquiries which he had crossed the wide Atlantic to make with as much secrecy as possible. So strong was that feeling that he would not resist it, but just let it have its way for he was a man who believed that we are all under the beneficent eye of a watchful Providence, which does nothing in vain and without an object. " Heaven direct me I" he said. His fingers still clutched the little piece of newspaper on which 'was chronicled the name of one so dear to him and as he strolled on, he reached the termination of the street and the evening depening in its gloom he felt the cool rush of sea air and found that he was a.t the upper portion of a narrow, tortuous thoroughfare that led down to the beach. It was by an instinct, rather than by any reflection, that Captain Morton strolled slow- ly down this narrow, dim looking route to the sea. Fate was leading him through thick dark- ness up to the sunshine of his life. CHAPTER VII. WHISPERS OF LOVE IS THE CAEIK OF THE RIFT. Return we to the Rift, which was battling its way through the surging sea with the Spray striving in vain through the fog to trace its progress or its prerence. Captain Dolan had by far too much exper- ience of Channel weather not to be perfectly sure that the mist in which he was now en- velojwd was a land one, and that it would not extend many miles out into the Channel, His object, then, was to get so far ahead of the Spray, before emerging from the fog, that she would not be able to overhaul him, or by some one or other of those tricks, audacious and daring as they were, by which he had before succeeded in deceiving and eluding the vigilance of government cruisers, to make good his escape. Little did he imagine how strange a scene was taking place in his own cabin. To be sure, he was just a little surprised at the quiescent condition of the French captain but he was by far too busy on deck to givie more than a passing thought to him or his affairs. Dolan whispered his orders to Ben Bow- line and Martin, and they at once set about the carrying them out. They were very curious in their results. The long, thin, yellow streak that was just below the bulwarks of the cutter was slowly peeled off, and proved to be nothing but a piece of painted leather, which could be glued on at pleasure, and at pleasure re- moved. Beneath that the Rift was all of a color, namely black. The next thing that was done was to bring up from below some long pieces of painted and covered railing which were quickly fixed aft on the bulwarks about the stern so as to give that portion of the cutter quite a novel appearance. Then a general shift of the ballast took place, which altogether altered the trim of the vessel and changed the rake of the masts. A couple of fresh sails were bent, one of which was of a peculiar bluish color and take it for all in all, nothing could^ very well look so dissimilar to the Rift, as it was about half an hour before, as the Rift at the then present time. Every one of the crew made some change in his attire and Captain Dolan put on a white neckcloth that he took from his pocket and a black frock coat that was brought to him from the forecastle. Apiece of painted canvas was fastened just below the stem railings on which was painted "The Susan, Plymouth." "That will do," said Dolan. "Keep all clear and we shall soon be out of the fog." " Ay, ay, captain " said Ben Bowline. " And if any one is sharp enough to know the Rift in her present trim, why, aU I can say is, that he almost deserves to have her." " I think she will do." " Sure of it, sir. I suppose that^^that â€" " "That what?" "It will be share and share alike with the Frenchman's money box." " Yes, two shares for me and one for the Rift." " Ay, ay, sir That's all right." " And aJl expenses of the voyage paid out of the common stock, of course, nrst." " Yes, captain, tJiat's only right. I may tell them that " You may. " Ah that is sudden." The ship sailed out of the fog as suddenly and as quickly as if it had pa^ed from air to water and although the light of that dim and wintry season was neitner strong nor bright, yet Uie sense of change to aetnu daylight was very marked and strong. The sea wu ntiier in a commotion, and Iwd- tiie-«ppeanmee that it wears w h e n w i nd' is coming or going. There were dark patches, too, of miles in extent, on the sur- face of the water â€" shadows were they of the dim clouds surcharged with rain or snow, that swept between earth and heaven. The Rift with a surging dip went on its way for it was crossing in a chopping shion that washing, heaving sea which sets across its course. Not a soul was to be seen. "We are alone as yet," said Captain Dolan, " thanks to the fog. Keep an eye sonth'ard. Martin." " Aye, sir. We shall have her soon." "TheS|M:ay?" "Yes, sir. But she won't know us, and we shall be asked, mayhap, if we have seen the Rift. I should heave to, sir, if she gives the order." " We â- will â€" ^we wilL Keep her as she is, while I go down below." There was one of those awful sinister- looking glares about the eyes of Dolan as he uttered these words, which generally pre- luded the wicked thought or the wicked act of the man. The old seaman saw it. " Captain Dolan " he said. TJiere was a something so new and strange about the tone in which the old man spoke that Dolan started and looked anxiously at him. "What is it, Martin?" "I don't know, Captain Dolan, what you may be thinking of, but if I was you, sir, I wouldn't hurt so much as a hair or the head of Captain Mocquet." "Ah!" " No, sir, I'd land him. There is enough on all our minds already. Not a soul of the crew but is full of the glooms about the crew of the Coquette, for foar they shouldn't get well on shore." "Well onshore?" "Aye, captain." "Why â€" why â€" what? Are you mad?" " Not quit*. Captain Dolan. Not quite, but we couldn't stand it, «ir and we didn't. " " Stand what What in the name of the fiend are you talking of " " Why, sir, while you was down below in the Coquette looking for plunder â€" and I hope you got something â€" we got up the crew of the Coquette, and started 'em off in their own boat, and told em' not to say a word for their lives' sake â€" and away they went." Captain Dolan bit his lip ferociously. " Then they were not drowned in the Co- quette. They did not go down with her." " Not a bit, captain. We are smugglers â€" we do a bit of piracy, too but Lord oless you, we is tender-hearted as so many babbies we is. So you see, captain, we dont want any harm to come to old Mocquet" " Now by all that'sâ€" " " Hold, captain. Heave to a bit. Hil- loa, mates What say you now do you want Captain Mocquet to be sent to the old Jones locker before his time, or don't you " The smuggler crew gathered together, and. Ben Bowline, in his deep, growling voice, said "No, Dolan, no. We won't have it! We don't mind stealing the revenue â€" ^we don't mind a little sea piracy, in the way of helping ourselves to a few stores, and so on but we don't like the look of murder." " Dolan's coun'tenance turned- a shade blacker, as he made a desperate effort to control his passion and to get up a smile â€" which, when he did contort his face into it, had a most diabolical look about it. It was with an affection, then, of wonderful good-fellowship that he cried ©ut " Well, well, my lads, all's right we saU together, and we smuggle together, so we ought to hold together in such little matters as you mention. " "Ay, ay, captain," added Ben, " and we don't, you see, want to hang together." "Ha, ha! Of course not. That's all right and ship shape. I won't do old Moc- quet any harm, only I happen to have a few words to say to him. That's all â€" quite friendly. Trust me All's right â€" all's right." Captain Dolan paused while the hatch- way top was removed, and then he plundge down toward his cabin. Before Captain Dolan reaches that cabin we will take a glance at our three friends who are there and at the posture of affairs as regards the father and daughter and the gallant Gerald. Marie slept calmly and composedly for more than an hour, during which Captain Mocquet did not stir hand or foot but when she moved a little and showed signs of awakening, Mocquet, in a low tone that could scarcely be heard at all, but which, no doubt, mingled with the slumbers of the young girl, sang a little pastoral air of the sunny plains of Langueooc, and when she opened her eyes it was with a sad smile upon her face that she said " Ah, I dreamed of home I â€" of. dear home â€" and the vines. I dreamed of home " Captain Mocquet folded his arms about her and held her to his heart and Gerald got as far away as possible, for he heard that Mocquet was whispering rapidly to her and he saw that she started several times and that her eyes were slowly beginning to be turned towards him. That the French captain was relating to. his daughter the history of her danger and of the manner in which she had been saved from death Gerald could not doubt, and a bright flush came to his cheek as he felt con- scious how the grateful heart, of the father would praise and speak of his share of the transaction. The whispering ceased and Marie struggled to her feet and then she appeared to recol- lect that she had on but the ni^t-dress in which, by a miracle, she had floated from the sinking lugger, and a soft, warm blush â- mantled her cheek and brow. It was then quite a pleasant thing to see ho^w Mocquet arranged about her the coverlet that Gerald had brought from the berth in the cabin, and how picturesque and like some little savage queen of some fair island of the Sou^ern Sea she looked with such drapery about her. And then, with pretty, stately walk, she went np to Gerald, and for a moment he forgot the Bift, the Spray, the Coquette, the sea, the dear old cavern where he had sat with his sister Grace for many a day and yearâ€" «ll that before was treasnred as the fondest records of his mind and fancy â€" ^f or the soft arms of the young girl were abont him and her tr on s co were npon his che^, Poor Gerald (to be ooNmnncD.) (PAAPHRASED). 1. "Our Father, teho art in Hf^rcn." Father of Lights and God. of Love, Thrice Holy is Thy name Thou King of Kings, enthron'd above, 13ioa ever art the same. â- S. "Hallowed be Thy name." ....Forever hallawed be Thy name, ' By hosts in earth and Heaven In heathen lands make known Thy fame, And saving mercy given. 2. " Thy Kingdom come. Thy kingdom's stretch from pole to pole. Throughout earth's utmost bound Till gathered in each blood-bought soul, That on the earth is found. 4. "Thy teill be done on earth as it is in Heaven." Thy will be ours from mom till night, Obedient to Thy Word Then shall our path be clear and bright. And sin shall be abhorr'd.,. 5. Give us this day our daily bread." That man shall nothing be denied. Who truly seeks Thy face Our earthly wants are all supplied With bounty, love and grace. 6. " And forgive us our trespasses." Our sins and failures we confess On bended knee entreat Thus, trusting to Thy tenderness, VVe'll worship at Thy ieet 7. "As we forgive them that trespass against us." And may Thy love our hearts incline. To mercy bend our ear To pardon others who combine To cause us needless fear. 8. " And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil." From Satan's tempting snares of sin, Thy right hand shall deliver Our God shall keep us pure within, Though Hell's foundations quiver. 9. " For Thine is the Kingdom, the power, a7id the glory, forever." Thine are the kingdoms of the earth. And thine the glory ever This world did own Thee at her birth. Thou everlasting Giver. 10 "Amenr Amen amen so let it be, God's counsel faileth never The Truth of Grod is pure and free. And shall prevail forever Toronto. â€" John Imi-ie. SmrDAT CONTEMPLATIOir. Those that are greedy of praise prove that they are poor in merit. Nothing is so strong as gentleness, noth- ing so gentle as real strength. No woman is educated who is not equal to the successful management of a family. He that is afraid of solemn things has pro- bably solemn reason to be afraid of them. There are those who never reason on what they should do, but on what they have done. One good act done to-day is worth a thou- sand in contemplation for some future time. Nature is frank, and will allow no man to abuse himself without giving him a hint of it. The great high road of human welfare lies along the old highway of steadfast well-do- ing. When the forenoons of life are wasted there. is not much hope of a peaceful and â-  fruitful evening. We complain that our life is short, and yet we throw away much ' of it, and are ' weary of many of its parts. I Whenever anybody makes haste to do j wrong they are very apt to stumble. If peo- pie were as ingenious as they are wicked, rascality would rule the world. But they generally lack ingenuity. Boil it do'wn as you â- will there is nothing smart in meanness honesty is pretty nearly genius. I have sometime thought that a perfectly honest man could fool almost anybody. The Fly as a Fniifier. Of what use is the troublesome customer? The fly does his part in the great and im- portant work of purification, seeing -with his 10,000 eyes things that would pass un noticed by us, eagerly devouring his appro priiate food. This he finds in the smallest atoms of animal and vegetable matter, too small to be noticed by the tidy housekeeper, which otherwise would be permitted to putre- fy contaminating the. air. We may imagine that he circles itbout in the air with no defi- nite object in view, but if we will carefully wateh him we shall be convinced that he has an object, collecting his food, atoms of impure or decayed matter which otherwise would enter our lai^, adding to the impur- ity of our blood. This filth is collected on hu wings and head -with his legs and feet, passing the gathered morsels from foot to foot, me front pair passing his dinner to his mouth. The fly also teaches ns the value of sunlight, not only to cheer but to purify the air, for he has too good sense to live in a dark room. When the parlor is darkened he seeks a decent place for his release. A woman always tells a secret to some one because she is afraid she might die and then there would be no one left to keep it. Little Manr Dnke of Clant on, Ala., not yet 7 years old, has started an infknt school, and charges ten cmts a month for teaching little ones there A, B, C's. I- -J,