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 li â- â- 'swa^*». â-  "it-*/ •«»i«i««»».j 'SMik* ' •ni nianwatnff t y iiw J i 'iii m ii w i i h â€" i m i j imii ini nmmg^j :(»:«» -tsiiaiiwMe-- J ^l ft atsHiiJS :.o DINE LARDINE.I t in the Xaru PIFT AND SPRAY, OR, IE AND VENGEANCE AMONG THE SMUGGLERS. TiiE Most Fascinating Ocean Romance Since the DAys of Cooper and ilAitYATT. lKAPTERIX. t':a:t â- :; among the smugglers? â-  lef.il i" ' ' ^° "*^ about the I'lfihin rts be glanced from face to face %« i.nl "'^^ l*^^^" *^^^P voice, ad- «j^^' J ^.^,u. my men, that the Spray yon â- 'â- !,!â-  was commissioned to hunt us ' ' T.ut I «i" "'^* ^^' ^^'^y' ^^^%' and I ' ji,g iuuitm ition that brought it I narrow' sea. nor do I mean to tell â- â- "*. ' li y.t ciin get clear away, I don't • '^i^.'.i^ike ill Ijlooil by telling you at all. " ^Vn iitonoe," growled one of the V Jacksonâ€" no. But I cannot help ;ti;it we LU-e in danger. T^'wc know that." [Z -lad vou do. But if yc go on, '.,i"Tnunnu' in your oar with -ut being "• v!liile I am speaking to: le ship's ' •â- , 111 kiio.-k your lubber y brains â-  :^.,n looked indignant, but said no- ""L I was saying, then," continued Do- I "'we are in danger, though not exactly -i directly from the .Spray, because we ^oHtiaiUier yet "' • ;v, av," growled Ben Bowlme. .•But'\vh'tii"s!ie chases us a little further j-ihore-that we come to coast the cliffs of P En"land -she will signal to cross us to Ljn- craft she sees und then we shall have l-Vfiu both ways."' \v, av," gr(jwled Ben, again. •kiiiiv opinion is,"" added Dolan, " that iftfiui'lit'to try and shake her off now, that â-º are in mid-channel."' I The cre« looked at each other dubiously. I You know wliat I mean, all of you, as 1 as if I had said it. You all know that '«e are taken without firing a shot, the |-(.i.t they can say ot us is that we are 'lers liiitâ€" but â€" '" (here the baleful 'kahfjiit the eyes of Dolan deepened) ;ii;t if wu as much r.s tire one shot against â-  r kin!,'" shipâ€" tliough it flew as wide of mark as west is from north â€" it's a yard- ,-:i attair."' â-  We (lid tire one," growled Jackson, r.i-.t if we dil, you lubberly swab," said iLrtiii. "wasn't itin the fog â€" and who is suv (ir prove it came from us'" ••l'l':i, well "" He ijuiet, will you, with your.shore- I; iiii' palaver '"" â- U'hat say you all?" added Dolan. Uoalil you "rather be taken as smugglers |;;,ui escape as -as â€" ' â-  I'irates '" cried Ben Bowline. • Well, you may call it that, because hi the name tliey will give to it. In • â-  lie case, you will he put in prison for hivflve months or so, and then be drafted i«'uri u Irigute. In the other, you will I lear off; and as this is to be the last Ivfnnire in these waters, why, I am for risk- ,dl, and making a fight for it. What li.yyou' .\re you fond of imprisonment,- :.ii then heing carried in handcuffs for five 1. firs before the mast of a frigate? If you iKe them, say so but if you are menâ€" if r. want to keep your little hoards that .; have all saved â€" if you want to lead free I M anil merry ones â€" •" Captain Dolan only got thus far in his ration when he was stopped by a ringing |.:cer from his men and then a noisy de- fmiiiiation to tight the schooner. â- ' Well," he said, " that's man-like. Now, r.isidyi'U, I uon"t want to fight quarter to •;arterâ€" that"s not the thing but I do ..:it to cripple the Spray so that she may |t:usal(iue â€" and as soon as she lets us 'aw, we will let her alone. " "Ay, ay."" shouted the crew. Captain IoIan liad stated that the night |» Incoming but from the sudden darkness "•stnow crept over the scene, it would ap- ;t.« that it had been much nearer at hand â-  ..'3 he had assumed it to be. A hank of dense clouds slowly crept over â- t^kyfrnm the southeast and the water • ied black as ink. The wind came in in- " :.5ely cold puffs and now and then a I' ur siu.wer of half rain, half sleet, be- «eiiid the approacli of what sailors call a "my ni/iit."' iiie Mhire sails of the Spray cculd be dis- '-tly enough still seen â€" for^she was not ' ve three-quarters of a mile astern of the I "t -and now the government vessel began â-  nre rockets in couples into the night air, ""!.h t:,ive I(dan and the crew of the Rift "'d deal of uneasiness â€" they had so much â-  y^ oharacter of signals to some force that I 'r'ht be in shore and which might prove so â- '^y hazardous to the Rift. 'â- 'oinn now- lield a brief consultation with I '•amn and Ben Bowline and then, in a 'J«l clear voice, he cried t-'lear her out^-' Number Twelve' â€" clear -er out, my men, and we will give the Spray ' TOle taste of our quality " umber Twelve," as it was called, was I a"" ^° '^** wotild carry a twelve-pound ot with great precision and for a great l^istMiee. It was of Spanish manufacture «a had been purchased by Dolan at Cadiz. .^ce only in the history of the Rift had it Li.°^.°"odor considered necessary to fire ?« pece of ordnanceâ€" and then it had been ^.e means of freeing her from great danger t Was with the grim looks of men who .;•'?§ a great danger, but have made up I Ojff """ids to do so, that the crew of the -wPr^red to fight the Spray for weU I -^n; J ^^^^ *^« words of Dolan were Kiim • '^^ o'^e shot fired on the king's ji^^^"^jected them to the ptim8hmq5^ el •iiJ ^? ^*^°* strange light of the evening t stm gleamed at Intervals from beaieatb iinri T "°8 clouds, the ship hdd a spfecid J ^? '*^^' and the faces of the crew seem;,^ si-rf ^, *an usual. The wind hissed awl V ^M'ough the stout rigging of the cot-' â- l^ and rolUng and foaming in the -troo^i â- verv '^^^u ^^^^ could see the schooner, witk -ill ^^'" of canvas they could carry, in â- *;; pursuit; Hand over hand she comes " cried Mar- ' Wii^V^I*" ^^""e " growled Ben Bowline. "'« Dolan fire the iun?" " Yes â€" he or his master." "Who's his master? What do yon mean?" Martin significantly pointed below and then Dolan cried out loudly " Martin to the helm Keep a bright lookout and dodge the shot. There she goes it again." Flash came a stream of light firom the side of the schooner; and, then with a sharp clap, came the repc rt of the gun, and the cutter heaved heavily in the sea, as the shot again passed her in most dangerous proximity. The crew had been busy with " Number Twelve," as the long corronade was called, and its dark muzzle -now pointed threaten- ingly toward the Spray. " All ready?" asked Nolan. " Ay, ay, sir all ready." Then, my men, I have something to tell you before the gun does, I hope, its work for us." He sprang upon a portion of the gun-car- riage as he spoke, and in the singular night- light that was about and upon him, Dolan looked perfectly fiend-like. " You all think it something out of the way that the government should commission a schooner on purpose to hunt us down, but there is a reason in all things. We have been betrayed " There was a Aasible commotion among the crew. " Yes, betrayed But before I ask you to think of this, â€" before I ask you to act upon itâ€" and before I tell you who the traitor is â€" I have one request to make of you, one and all." " What is it " said Jackson. " It is, that you will spare the life of the traitor â€" it is, that you will let him be to what punishment may overtake him for his treachery â€" it is, that you will make him, and him only, fire this gun so that, come what may, he will be committed to the act." A general shout of acquiescence to this proposition, or rather to these several pro- positions, followed Dolan's speech and then waving his arms for silence, he added "Very well! We will understand each other and I will read you a letter." Bang went another gun from the Spray and a portion of the ornamental bulwark that had been placed at the stern of the stern of the Rift by way of disguising her was torn away, a splinter from it grazing the cheek of Dolan and inflicting a slight wound, but still one from which the blood started in a row of drops like red rain. " Only a touch,' he said, " only a 'touch. It is part of the whole affair. You shall hear, shipmatesâ€" you shall hear who it is that I have to thank for this. " There was a wild, unnatural, sneering tone in the latter portion of these words, and then, holding before his eyes the paper he had taken from his pocket, but evidently at the same time repeating the words he uttered either from memory or concocting them at the moment, he spoke as follows, while you might, to use a popular expres- sion, have heard a pin drop on board the Rift: " To Sir Thomas Clifford, port admiral, Falmouth "Sir Thomas â€" If you wish to put an end, once and for all, to the worst gang of smugglers on this coast, you will look out for a cutter named the Rift. It is vei-y crank built abd its mast rakes out of all custom. There is a secret about the matter in which it embays itself that I will not disclose, as it might endanger the safety of one I wish to preserve but if you choose to take the Rift in the open channel, you may find her on the fifteenth of this month anywhere between Falmouth and the French coast. Keep my name a secret. I will call on you after you have captured the Rift." Probably to any persons but sailors, who have so little to do with letters and who know so little of their ordinary style, or of shore life, this pretended epistle would at once, on its surface, have presented ample evidences of concoction for sinister pur- poses but to the crew of the Rift it ap- peared a diabolical production, expressly written and planned for their ruin and quite sufiicient to account for the presence of the Spray in their wake. A groan of execration at the writer, be he whom he might, burst from every throat and then one cried out, gruffly " Tell us who it is. Captain Dolan and I'll for one, lend a hand to pitch him over- board," "No," said Dolan "you forget. You promised me all of you, that snch was not to be the caseâ€" that you would let him alone. ' "Ay, ay, so we did. "WU" ill you keep that promise?" " We willâ€" we "Will." " And will you make him fire the gun at the Spray " ' ' We willâ€" we will. " ".Then, shipmates, I will read you the name at the foot of tWs letter which was in- tended to be the destruction of us all. The name at the foot of the letter isâ€" is-^iow what, think you?" t i, "Oh, be bothered," growled Jackson. " Tell us at once, do, and make an end of it." Bang came the report of AHother gun from the Spray, but Martin succeeded in ^ii^mging the course of the cutter bo quickly the hall only grazed h(er side and fell harm- less^ in the sea. " The conclusion of the letter, then, U in these words "I beg to remain. Sir Thomas Clifford, your obedient servent, Gebald Dolan.'" A y^ hoist from the crew and a half kind of roidi was made for the cabin where Genld ?f »s known to be.. " Now," added CustiaO Dolan, as h» pre- tended to pass ttie back o hand over his eyes, as though he were very modi affiected by having thus to accuse his ffffm son â€" 'fnow you know all and why T grt the promise from you to spare his Ufa. Yott know all now." " Overboard with him The Jonah Kill him Brain him Fastenhimto the gun and send him off to the Spray " Sochwere the shouts that arose from the in fnaated crew bat Dolaa plaevd^ *«l"y*f by the hatchway, as he said " No.! no he is my son â- tiU." " Down with him to Davy Jones's lock- er " shouted Jackson. " Only let me get at him!" " No no You. shaU all keep your promise, and when we get hack to the cav- ern in the cliffâ€" which we shall get back to if you are all true- to me and true to your- selves â€" then we can think of what to do with him but, at present, we will make him fire on the Spray, which his own letter has sent in pursuit ot us, and which has brought tiiis blood upon my cheek and would blow us all out of the water, if it could." "But, Captain Dolan," said Ben Bowline with a puzzled look, " may I ask one thing?" " Certainly, Ben." " Well captain, and you, messmates how comes it, if this here letter, 'illainous as it is, was sent to Admiral Sir Thomas Clifford, that our own skipper here Captain Dolan, has got it?" • Dolan looked staggered for a moment, and one of the crew, as he put into his cheek an enormous extra lump of tobacco, said " My eye but that Ben is an out-and-out sea lawyer. I never thought of that now," " How comes it that I have the letter ad- dressed to Admiral Sir Thomas Clifford " said Dolan. " Ay ay, sir; that's' it." "Why, it's a copy of it. It says at the top of it 'A copy of a letter that I sent to Sir Thomas Clifford about the Rift. '" A groan came from the crew. "Does it?" said Ben. "It does." " It will settle the matter. Captain Dolan, if I reads that ere bit of it to the crew. " "Ay, ay â€" ^Ben read it â€" Ben read it. " " My eye " said the sailor, who had be- fore expressed his admiration of Bowline â€" " If that Ben oughtent to be the â€" that's his name â€" the Lord High Admiral Chancellor. " " Take it, Ben. Take it," said Dolan, as he stretched out his hand and let go the pa- per before Ben cculd reach it and the wind taking it, whirled it at once far aWay to sea, wliere no mortal eyes would ever look upon it again. " Oh " said Ben, " that's unlucky." "How provoking!" said Dolan. "I thought you had hold of it." " Oh, dear, no " Dolan suspected that the " oh, dear, no " was a contradiction to his statement of what he thought but he affected to take it in its other sense^namely, that Benhad not got hold of the paper. " WeU," he said, " it can't be helped now. It's gone but, just ae I read it to you, my men, there it was, as this blood now trickling down my cheek can testify." Now the blood upon the cheek of Captain Dolan did not testify to anything of the sort but there was the material blood, and the thing sounded like an argument, and Jo the illogical sailors it was received as such.. There is many an affected truth â€" and many a hoary inquiry, in this world, that is supported upon no sounder a logical basis than was involved in this statement on the part of Captain Dolan Alas, poor Gerald Danger thickens about him. What is it that he is beloved and caressed by those who know his worth and his true nobility of soul, if that band of desperadoes, on board the Rift, believe him to be their mortal foe and treacherous enemy What now can save him " Make him fire the gun," said Captain Dolan. " He shall fire the gun " "He shall he shall " shouted the crew and they made a rush toward the cabin where Gerald was a prisoner. fii'^^s CHAPTER X. Captain Morton Makes an Unexpected Discovery. We left Captain Morton, of the American yacht Nautilus, about to take his way down the narrow turning that led to the sea, near to the town of Falmouth. It seemed to him as if, from the first ino- ment that he had lauded on the shores of England, he had been surrounded by my- sterious influences which had directed his movements, and with a feeling at his heart â€" that heart so burdened with sorrow â€" he believed that yet before he closed his eyes that night in sleep he should hear or dis- cover something on the subject 'whi -h now, for ten years past, had engaged all his wak- ing and much of his sleeping thoughts. The turning was very narrow, and on the little plateau, or slope on either side of it, coarse shrubs and some of the â- wildest of wild flov/ers had grown. From the top two slips of chalk and loam had partially taken place, bringing with them the huge, gnarled roots of old trees, from which spurious suckers had shot forth with a strange luxuriance. The place was dark, in some portions of it, as a cavern, and it was not until Captain Morton actually came within sight of the sea that he could persuade himself the nar- row, tortuous turning actually led to it and to the beach. It was now just that period of the evening when all the dim clouds had piled them- selves up from the southeast and the slant, cold rain began to fall. Captain Morton paid nr attention what- ever to the state of the weather. The pro- bability is that he was scarcely aware of it at all. Once or twice he felt in his waist- coat pocket for the fragment of a newspaper that seemed to be the most precious object in his possession. And now he has nearly reached the beach. A few wretched fishermen's huts are t^ere, and one in particalar, which is made entirely from about half « large boat set up on end' on the middle, and patched up in front, so as to look like an eccentric house. From the windows of this boot reudence, or from what served as windowa â€" beiag openings over which oiled paper was pasted â€"there gleamed a faint, uneotain light; and Captain Morton thought that he Imtd BoAe one reading or praying within the boat*hoose. The captain drew doeer to th^ tringular residence' and then he heard Mane ooojtay 'â-  fiat ' â-  t 1 I'l. J "N'o â€" noâ€" I tell ybo no! I never didi that. Th^ di4 it â€" oh, heaven knows for it Used to look down on ns with its lUiQiKi ' eyes â€" ^the stars they are. Heaven knows ' that they did it, bat I did not â€" I did not Oh, have mercy Oh, do have mercy " j Captain Morton paoaed and listenra. i "Let me die in peace â€" in peace! Go tkw^'l*-4il tansy I l.teB:fafk.^tp!^vnif^ (who has"afnuiiy^a low pmiion of the a«ri- allofyou â€" all of you!" cultural interest) but tn tne freah and tal- low «a*«h *f Niw Zealand they attain a yet more, prodiicious and portentous stature, that mi^t r'wett strike awe and dismay into the stout heart of a Berksliire fai-mer. The fact is, the thistle is one of those bel- licose plants which specially lay them8el\'es out, in the struggle for existence, for the oc- cupation of soils where they are compelled to defend their leaves and stems from the constant attacks of the larger herbivores. On open plains imd wid^e steppes, much browsed over in the wild state by deer or bnffiklo, and in the de^generate civilized con- dition by more prosaic cows and donkeys, one may always note that only the prickliest and most defensive plants have any chance of gaining a livelihood. A succession of deep groans then came from some one apparently in great agony, and then all was stilL Captain Morton tapped at the door o| the boat-house. " No, no " screamed the same '• "ce that had before spoken. "No â€" no i-jre â€" no more. Why do you come to me I did not kill them I saw it done but I did not kill them Go away Go away " The captain tapped at the door again but this time no notice 'was taken, and he felt for some mode of opening it, but there was none. The shadow of some one passing close at hand seemed for a moment to deepen the gloom of the spot and Captain Morton call- ed out aloud: "Hilloa! Who goes there " A man in the garb of a fisherman lounged forward. "Does your honor want a boat " "A boat? â€" no. Tell me who it is that resides here " "In the old boat, your honor " " Yes yes." " Oh, 'that's old Simms." " But he's very ill perhaps dying." "Lord bless your honor â€" no. That's his way. We don t mind him. He has had a tap on the head, we all think, in some smug- gling affair, and he don't seem to be quite right in his wits. He lives here, but no- body knows very well how â€" ^though they do say he gets kept by the runners." "The who?" " Qh, the lads that run a cargo now and then â- without asking leave of the custom house." "Oh, the smugglers!" "You may call them that, sir. And if a plain man may say a plain thing I would just advise you, as you are a new one and a raw one, to keep a whole skin and go. home that's all I'd say to you " "A new one and a i"aw one? I don't understand you. lam captain and owner of the Nautilus, out yonder." "What? that tidy little craft with the 'Merican flag ' "The same." ' ' Then, I b^ your pardon, sir. I thought you was a cus'tom house officer on the spy." A startluig yell at this moment from with- in the boat-hoij^ testified to the fact that old Simms, as the fishermen called him, had by no means finished his alarms for the night. "Well," said the fisherman, "he do seem a bit worse nor usual, sir. Hilloa hilloa Simms, ahoy Hilloa " " Keep them away I don't like to see them, with all their drowned faces, keep them away, will you " "There he goes you see, sir. He be- longed to the runners about St. Just's Bay." "St. Just's?" " Yes, your honor and at times beseems to dream about things 'twould be all as well he could forget." " Perhaps no1 â€" perhaps not. I should like to speak to him. Can I get into his hovel?" " Not a bit of it, your honor. He shuts himself up pretty, safe, unless one chooses to break in,nd that would be easy enough. " " So I should think," said Captain Mor- ton, as he set his shoiUder to the frail door, and with a crash it fell inward. " That wiUdo." Calmly and collectedly, to all outward ap- pearance. Captain Morton entered the dwell- ing of old Simms and by the light of a cot- ton wick, that just projected from the spout of an earthen pan of coarse fish oil, hf saw, lying on a miserable trundle bed, an old man, whose bloodshot, staring eyes were fixed on vacancy. He did not seem to have observed the entrance of Captain Morton, or to have noticed he breaking down of his door but withii, Hps rapidly moving, he seemed to be comm -ing in agitated whis- pers with a something that no one saw but himself. " Go away â€" go away â€" y " was what he kept on saying, and each time that he uttered the words they seemed to increase in agony of expression. Captain Morton advanced close to the bedside and placed his hand on the wrist of the old man, saying, with a deep, solemn voice " Simms, I want to question you about St. Just's Bay." The old man uttered a scream and started up in his bed and looked wildly at the cap- tain. "You â€" you â€" you are not â€" notâ€"" " Not what " " The â€" no, no â€" not like you Oh, what a soul â€" what a soul Hush, hush Were you on board " " On board what " "The Sarah Ann." (to be continued. the muscles of uniform of the recognized his nearer, and no How the Thistle TiaTels. There is no weed weedier or more ubi- quitous than the common thistle. In par- adise, it is true, if we may trust John Milton there were no thorns or thistles the crea- tion and introduction of the noxious trib- upon this once innocent and thomless earth being a direct consequence of the fall of man and a stem retribution for Adam's delin- quency. But since then the thistle has man- ased so to di£fiae itself over the halatable globe that there hardly now remains a spot on earth without its own local representa- tive of that everJnttusive apd conquering genus. Wherever civilized maia goes, there the thistle accompanies him as a nuutter of course in his various wanderings. It adapts itself to all earthly environments. Closeop to the Arctic Circle you find it defying the incBgenoos reindeer with its prickly wv^ under an equatorial sky you may anwerve it accommodating, itself most complacently.\ with a sardonic smile to tropical existyce^ and battlir^ with the prickly cactuses sukl tiie tiiomy acacias, to toe manner bom, for U| f i^r shaxe of tiie dry and arid nphuids* m^A ^es aBitf(pWh«re1A««l^tiin Wfttr{«;Wspit^1«s ValuaMb AMirAtafi, ing sting, the nettle^ has not the pla8tici#|r aad^adi^jtabflity' of coastitwtioK'ttaat nukjapnie monkeys. th» atm^and stordy tlnsttfi^Jfibe. Qa^w?*^^ .^ -^•â€" .- •aiMnlharnatod ycMdy vin^ ^^ lanuNTs com, ite m t A hawft WwL.gf â- i f|i teMiyM'ii»- triboted by m^MUIy£)aiVi, in all clunates aitdjfwhfntoaifce it gains the sU^rhtjast Iqpt- hold, its winged down enables it to difinse itself ad nijinitwn tiirough the virgin soil of yet onconquered and untlustlvoontinentB. A field of thistles in England itself is a beaotifol sif^t iar the enthnsiaslio botanist I Oenurd, the Lion Hunter's Pet. The story is told of Gerard, the great lion- hunter, that he captured a whelp in the mountains of Jebel-Mezoura, Algiers, named it " Hubert," and brought it up as he would bring up. a dog from puppyhood.. After some time, his huge pet becoming too dangerous to go at large, Gerard made a present of the animal to his friend, the Due d' Anmale, and Hubert traveled to Paris in a big cage, bemoaning his separation from his old master. The next year Gerard himself visited Paris on leave of absence from the. army, and went at once to the Jardin des Plantes to see his exiled favorite. He describes the interview as follows Hubert was lying down, half asleep, re» garding at interval with half shut eyes the persons who were passing and repassing be- fore him. All of a sudden he raised his head, his tail moved, his eyes dilated, a nervous motion contracted his face. He had seen the Spahis, but had not yet friend. I drew nearer and longer able to restrain my emotion I stretch- ed my hand out to him through the bars. Without ceasing his earnest gaze he ap- plied his uose to my hand and drew in know- ledge •with a long breath. At each inhala- tion his attitude became more noble, his- look more satisfied and affectionate. Under the uniform that had been so dear to him he began to recognize the friend of his heart. I felt that it only needed a single word to dissipate all doubt. " Hubert " I said, as I laid my hand on him â€" " my old soldier " Not another word. With a furious bound and a note of welcome he sprang against the iron bars, that bent and trembled with the-- blow; My friends fled in terror, calling oni me to do the same. Noble animal You made the world tremble even in your ecsta- cies of pleasure. Hubert was standing with his cheek against the grating, attempting to break down the obstacle that sepanfted us, mag- nificent to behold as he shook the walls of the building with his roars of joy and anger. His enormous tongue licked the hand that I abandoned to his caresses, while with his paws he gently tried to draw me to him. If any one tried to come near he fell into fren- zies of rage, and when the â- visitors fell back to a distance he became calm and caressing as before, handling me with his hitge paws, rubbing against the bars, and licking my hand, while every gesture and moan and look told of his joy and his love. When I turned to leave him he shook the gallery with his heart-rending roars and it was not till I had gone back to him twenty times, and tried to make him understand that I would come again, that I succeeded in quitting the place. After that I came to see my friend daily, sometimes spending several hours with him in his cage. But after a while I noticed that he became sad and dispirited, and when fhe keepere alluded to his furious agitation and excitement every time t left him, and attributed his worn-out and changed ap- pearance to this cause, I took their advice and made my visits as seldom as possible. One day, some four month from the time of my first meeting with him in Paris, I enter- ed the garden, and'oue of l^e keepers came forward, saluting, and said " Don't come any more, sir. Hubert is dead." The Langoage of Monkeys- In the way of language, monkeys mani- fest their passions, emotions, desires, and fears, by cries and gestures, emphasized by significant accents, which vary with the species. Monkeys and children, together with savages and uneducated people of civilized nations, manifest an inclination to mimic the gestures and motions of all per- sons whom they see. We think that this Irait is especiaUy prominent in monkeys, but thousands of instances might be cited to show that mankind, old and young, shares it with them. The attitude and the sagaci- ty of monkeya are so human that some savages believe that it is out of malicious- ness that they do not talk. In fact, a mon- key might pass for a dumb man, because he does not articulate the consonants clear- ly, as we do but not all men have this power of' articidation in an equal degree. We have stammerers by birtii and by habit. Some savage tribes have a scanty alphabet complicated by clicks and nastJ and gut- tural sounds that can not be imagined till they are heard. All monkeys have voices, and many of them have very strong ones. Excepting the solitary and taciturn orang- outang, the species which live in troops are chatterers, and kem-np a great hubbub. Ifte prindpal notes o[ ibeSx noisy Mid rapid language, with the fremient repetitions of the same sounds, may uao be found in the languages Of tiie most aava^ peoples. They arcb tor the most part, complex, guttural, and harsh articulations, with few variations. Bat the alphabets of some of the African a^ MdapwriMi natians ar^ not much richer. In^th, ft is i^Au^ i^f laliteli^which are wanting; Laughter is not whollj^pefciiliar to men, for some monkeys have a noisy and ex- nanidve laii|^ anslogo^ to van. Co(A luLk ^^ted tbaf natives of the New Hebrides ex- joess tiieir joy by a Idad of gnttoml whistle, «nal6goas to the idrkyi Tattliiiy laugh of jDine monkeys. lltoBkeys are also datable of diowing sorrow sad mrngiag and it is poadble'to foao^ on tiJMfir iaoss the equiva- lents of this" ^liyidognanlbal changes which in man anvtvor t» the eCMession of his vari- «it»enDtitti8. Among these are tiie draw- ing bsbck of the comers of the ntonth'-and the contraction of the lower eyelid, which constitute the monkey's smile, and the de- presaon of the eyebrow and forehead in anger. â- â- 4i I â- i. :%