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 !«â-  mm!-, RIFT AND SPRAY, OR, » LOVE AND VENGEANCE AMONG THE SMUGGLERa The Host Fascxkativo Ocsas BoicAirca Sacm ram Day* or CoorKB Asv Habtatt. CHAPTEB XVin. ^LMOST A IICTIST AMONG THH ShUOOLKBS. Already »re our readers familiar '"ith That little bay and its far-stretching prom- outories â€" land-locked almost as it was â€" bounded southward by the hearing seas of the English Channel â€" ^northward, by the riill beetling cliff â€" one that resembled that celebrity, " whoM high and bending hemd Looks fearfully in »he confined deep." By the side of that cliff is a narrow catting or gorge, which, with many interruptions fro:n fallen portions of its chalky sides and tangled masses of wild prickly regetation, leads to the upper land. At about aquarter ri a mile distant from the .tallest portion of the cliff there had been one of those laud- tiips so common round the coast of Eng- lanl and, amid the fallen maws which had, in picturesque confusion, made a varied •â- ccne of hill and dale, there nestled, looking en to the beach, some half dozen dshermen's c'jtt-iges. On« of these cott»gea belonged to Dolan, the m%8ter and owner of the Bift. There, ostensibly, he carried on the trade of a fish- erman, and there was rather an ostentatious display of black-looking nets hanging over the fence of the neglected garden. A cou- ple of well formed and perfectly seaworthy boats, though, were drawn up on to the beach in front of the cottage. It was not often that smoke curled up fro.';i the rude chimney of Dolan's supposed home, and it was not often that the door swung freely on its hinges. " Not at home," would liave been the general answer of the very old woman, who was usually nearly bent double with decrepitude, crawling alioiit the place. •Jut there were times when Dolan found it. politic and necessary to affect to sit down liy liis own hearth, and then that woman, whf)m we have already seen and heard ea- deavoringf to exercise a control over Grace, wo;ild be there, and there would be the af- fect;d bustle of a little household. 3 Tlie other cottages â€" hovels they might be called â€" were occasionally in the occupation of various members of Dolan's gang of des- peradoes. In fact, this pretended little group of fishermen's dwellings was but a blind, to be used occasionally by Dolan and some of his crew, to account for their being in or about that spot at all. A narrow road led from this cluster of cottages into a high road that went direct "to the town. At the top of this narrow road was a lit- tle, low, whitewashed dwelling, in which resided a man with a wooden leg, who pre- tended to live by making nets, and those lumpy combinations of rope and oakum by which partial collisions between the fishing cutters were staved off and rendered innocu- ous. This old man, though, had hanging in his hut a very curious old horn, with many twists and convolutions, such as one sees ocoabioually in some old French print of sportsmsn, in some of the ancient forests of tliat land of political mutations, and when any strange footstep wandered down toward the beach, past his cottage, he would blow on his odd-shaped horn three toots, which, in a strangQ way, would echo about the cliff and landslip. And the way was so rough and rugged, the holes and pits so numerous, and the black mud go tenacious, that no one, unless persevering to an uncommon degree, ever went very far in that direction. But it is not with the cluster of chance fishermen's cottages that we have now to do â€" nor with the old man at the top of the lone roiid, with his curious convoluted French horn â€" ^nor with the beetling cliff, so far as its outside conformation is concerned but it is away from ths light of day â€" away from the dancing sunlight, the scudding clouds, and the deep green sea, that we would conduct our readers. Dimly lighted by a huge old lamp, sus- pended by a heavy chain, from a hook bur- ied deeply in the chalk ceiling, there is a huge, irregularly shaped cavern. Take it altogether, its superficial area must have been some thousands of feet, although the many irregularities of its shape and the deep indentations that made up its full dimen- sions, presented the effect of the huge actual size being appreciated. The walls were green and moss grown in some cases â€" that first kind of vegetation, which is rather a stain than anything that can actually be defined by the eyes. Flint- stones and fossils of many different varieties projectel from the chalky rock, and the ceiling, which was an irregular dome over- head, presented many jagged masses, which seemed ready at any moment to fall upon the floor below, or upon the head of any one who might be in the cavern. Blackened was th.t ceiling by smoke, and, in some cases, where a fire of logs had been kindled against the wall of the cavern, the flames and the smoke had gone right up to the ceiling, crackling, charring and blacken- ing the chalk in a singular fashion. There were leading to and from this huge cavern many cuttings or openings â€" jagged and uneven â€" some tall and narrow â€" others of a nearly circular shape, which it would require some stooping and some skill to pass through and, throughout the whole, there was at times a rushing, moaning sound, as the wind from the tay forced its way through the masses and hollows of the cliff. This cavern, then, occupied a good portion of the centre of the huge cliffwe have spoken By narrow, tortuous passages, which re- quired care to ascend them, other minor caverns could be reached, as well as various lookout places. on small plateaux in the face of the cliff, where a human being would have looked, from seaward, like a piece of flutter- ing weed, or some bird prowling about the face of the cliff. This, then, was the real home of Dolan, the smugglers, and of his lawless crew. It ^vas reached in two ways â€" there was a secret passage to it from the gorge in the cliff, there was another passage to it from the bay. Looking from the sea toward this portion 01 the cliff-bound coast of England, numer- °K^ '*°kf irregular rocks could be seen about the base of the chalky ptotnontories ^pd these indicated washings away of por- wns of the cliff, into which the sea, on oc- casions of unusual storm and commotion in the Channel, had rushed, enlargiBg by de- grees the hollow, until it becomee a Teri- table cavern of, in some caaei, thirty or forty feet in depth. There is nothing cnriooa or pecnliar in these cliff carems. Bow into one »t half tide, and yon find it gloomy, and with » de- cided odor of ae* weed. A freak of natare, however, had made cme of these openings in the cliff aerriceable to Dolan. By some subsidence of the chalk, or by some " fault" in the original oonatrac- tion of the cliff, when nphearings and slips of the coast were probably frequent, almost the whole of that tall cliff was honey comb- rd into nnmerona carems, one of which was the large one that we hare introduced the reader to, where hung the lamp. A very rugged kind of flight of steps â€" broad and steep â€" for they had been only roughly cut down the steep declivity of a natural pauageâ€" 4ed from this huge cavern to the level of the sea in the bay, but still within the cliff and there was a black look- ing pool of sea waterâ€" a subterranean lake of about three hundred yards across â€" and which only slightly heaved to and fro on its surfsMse, as it sympathized with the swell of the water in the bay, with which it had commtmication. Torches stuck in different parts of the cliff around this sea-lake gave a sort of twi- light appearance to the place, and showed a roof about a hundred feet in height from its surface. On this lake, with an idle motion, stem and stern, rested the Rift. Dark looking boats were silently rowed over the surface of this inland piece of water, and now and then there was a hoarse cry from some human voice, as an order was given or responded to, the echoes of which would die away in strange gibbering noises through the old cavern. But it is in regard to how the Bift got into this place that we have now to do, and we will no longer conceal that from the reader. At one portion of this lake â€" that towards the south â€" it seemed to be lost in the gloom of a narrow channel, which, althought its ceiling was as high as the rest of the place, or nearly so, was very much contracted at its sides. This narrow channel led directly to one of those crevices or openings in the cliff which we have mentioned and which led out to the open bay. In effect, then, this lake of dark sea-water, in which lay the Bift so securely, was but an extensive cavern, into which rushed the waters of -the bay and in which the level rose or fell, according to the state of the tide without. The only difference was in the extent of the cavern and in the fact that the opening from the face of the cliff into it was hot visi- ble from the bay. And yet that opening directly faced the south, and, had it been visible, would have presented a jagged aperture of about fifty feet in width and the same in height. And now for the simple means by which all observation of this opening was baflied. A couple of old mainsails achieved every- thing. By a clever system of cordage, man- aged by half a score of pulleys from within, these two old mainsails could be stretched over the outer face of the cliff, completely hiding the opening from view. They were daubed with chalk.' The weather had stain- ed the canvas sea-water and seaweed had stained it with color resembling the cliff, against the sides of which it flattened itself, and, unless actually suspected and looked for, it might well baffle the closest observer. Many an eye â€" many a telescope had run over this canvas covering but what was there to pause at on the mce of a cliff Nothing. And so it escaped just that closeness of searching which might have defined it to be something unusual. No vessel with more draught of water than to the lightest ever came into the bay at all, and there was no temptation to go close to the cliff, which had a reputation for now and then sliding down a ton or two of chalk into the bay. At half -tide, then, or beyond it, the Bift could be sailed into the opening, and safely moored in the lake in the cavern and in five minutes, or less, the could be drawn over the cliff and gradually, as the couid be lowered to meet canvas covering aperture in the tide receded, it the level of the sea. And what, with the shadows from pro- jections, and all the artifices that Dolan and his crew used to give the canvas a natural color, yon might have rowed to within a hundred feet of the artifice, and not observe it. Hence was it, then, that the Rift escaped the Spray hence was it that the Rift, when apparently close on to the cliff, fired those guns, in order that, sheltered by their smoke (which could not escape except by slowly rolling up the face of the cliff), she might have the opening in the face of the rock cleared for her and 8«il in, and so disappear, as she had, from before the astonished eyes of those on board the Spray. With her cargo of smuggled goods the Rift would thus make a good port; and. then, at night, boat load after boat load would issue out of the cavern and mskke for the land-slip, where there would be plenty of assistance to carry them off to a market somewhere inland. And now we retfume the thread of our narrative. Pale and trembling Dolan stood on the deck of the Rift and the faint light from the torches of the sea cavern fell upon his rest- less eyes. There was a wildness of expres- sion about the face of Doliui that he had never worn before and had his crew be^i adepts in physiognomy they n^ghtwell have expected that the events of this last voyage of the Rift had gone far to unsettle the bram of their bold and nnscmpnlous commander. There was a quiver of the muscles about the mouth an uneasy, restless searching here and there about the eyes and, now and then, a short, sharp, sudden turn of the head, as though he expected something tiiat it would be terrible to see was close to him and with more than mortal rapidity like^ to glide behind his back on his at- tempt to see it. Truly, the imagination of Dolan was in anything but a healthfol state. tt was the vision in the cabin of the Rift that had been the proximatte caose of this mental eoaditfaa on tiiepwtt el tiba ^•raadninte. ItfreiiMBlljrteppeMiha mmVkaUb' laa will, •»£»«â-  o Meoonoemed, nlMnber orartbe of life and tiien does that in itself will seem of less valoe which have preoaded it wfll, likaa rushing thrmigh a train of powder, awaken all dormant f eaia and donaant con- seioaaneaB of guilt and ahattCT all the con- fidence or indifference of the perpetratw. It was thns with Dolan. He thongfat that he had seen, in his caUn a vision ue Ttsitmâ€" delicate, gentle, and beaatifolâ€" of that yoong uid innocent girl whom he had left to peririi on board the Coquette the vision of that child-like crea- ture, whose sweet smile and gentle ^e had rested upon him for a moment, when he was plnndenng the lockers of her father's cabin. Many a strong man had fallen before the Tengeful arm of Dolan. He had heard the death-shriek, as drowning wretches, who owed their fate to him, aai^ amid the waste of waters to rise no more; bat nothing had seemed to touch him so much as the heartless abandonment of that yonng* girl in the cabin of the Coquette. And now he beliered that he had seen her, now he fully believed that she had pre- sented herself to him for the purpose of driving him to madness and, witn we sup- erstition which is so frequenUy the concom- itant of such minds as his, he looked upon the appearance as a warning â€" a warning of death Then all the sum of a life of sin â€" all the iniqnities of a life of crime rose up before him and, as he gazed about him in the sea- cavern, the translation of his expression might have been " I am going from life, and then how will it fare with me?" But it was not likely that such a man as Dolan would wholly succumb to feelings such as these without some struggle. He roused himself to action, and although there was craven fear at his heart, he strove to speak in his usual tone. " Now, my men," he shouted, " look alive. The Bift has beaten off the Spray, and in our old home on the cliff we may yet defy all the power that can be brought against us. Bustle now, my men. We have a full cargo, and the night will be just the one for us. No moon, I take it, Martin " "None till the twenty-fifth," said Martin, shortly, and, as Dolan thought, with an ex- pression very different from that in which he usually spoko. Dolan would fain have asked what change had come over him, but he dreaded now to do so, lest the reply should be one that would increase his fear. Then, from the various deep indentations of the sea cavern, issued boats, and they surrounded the Bift. It was into these boats that the cargo was to be stowed, and then, in some secure hour of the night, they were to be rowed out of the bay, and round the promontory, to the group of cottages in the supposed occupation of fishermen, but the real tenancy of Dolan and his crew. When there, they would be met by an agent, who would buy all the goods and take all further risks attendant upon them. This agent, though, knew nothing of the secret caverns in the cliff. " Look sharp " said Dolan, with an af- fectation of firmness, although his voice cracked as he spoke, and several of the crew started, for they could scarcely, at the mo- ment, recognize it, "look sharp, for all must be done to-night, and there is no time to lose." "Ay, ay, sir," growled one. "I don't think there is, now, as we have fired on a king's ship." "Who is that?" " Me â€" Job Lines. Here I am." " What no you mean " " Just what I said. Captain Dolan, which was that there was no time to lose. Hoy shipmates â€" ^hoy No time to lose " At these words from this man a ringing shout rang through the cavern and the work of unloading theKift was at once suspended as by a common agreement among the men, which those words were the signal. " Wha, is this " shouted Dolan. " Oh, there will be no harm, captain." " Mutiny " " We don't know the word here. There is no time to lose, mates, is there " " None I" shouted the crew. "What is it? What is it? Are you all mad?" "No," said one,, standing up in one of the boats "but we should be if we went on in this kind of way any longer. It was all very well before a king's ship was in com- mission against us and before we fired on her. We were smugglers, so far as they knew, and if caught, why the worst that would have befallen us would have been that we should have been clapped on board a man-of-war; but now â€" ^now, my mates â€" now â€" " " It's the yard-arm " cried, half a dozen voices. "Aye, it is." " What do you mean What do yon want " said Dolan. " I do not understand you. I share with you all perilsâ€" ^rhaps more than any ox you know of. What do you want then of me What can I do " " Share and share alike and let this be the last venture 1" "Ah!" " Yes, the last no more of it Let each go on his own cruise and there's an end." "I think I understand you." "Of course you do," laughed one, and then the laugh became general and Dolan felt that his authority was gone and that Ms career as captain of the Rift was over. " I do understand you," he said. " Silence, fore and aft, for the skipper " cried one. " He's going to tip ns a yarn now, mates." " Hurrah " " Silence all I" shouted Dolan in a voice that awakened every echo in the cavern, for his passion was now roused. " Silence all and near me, or by the heavens above us 111 finish the cruise by sending to his re- ward a couple of yon 1" From the capstui top, close to where he stood, he l£(ted a heavy pair of the ship's pistols and held them threateningly. There was a profound stillness among e crew. "If,^' he added, "it is yonr wish that the cruiaes of the Rift should end, be it so. I keep no ship's company together against their wiU. I may, or I m^ not, try to get together another crew. I don't say now one way or the other bat the share of the plunder of our cruises, to whichyou are all entitled, you shall have freely and honestly and for you satisfaction, I can teQ yoa that, hy the care I have taken, each aiua« will be maA more than any of yoa antid- pate." ^A knd ahont anae from the ernr, ' and nâ€" haWot tha wmuhrity of Ddui had oaMilMclttoliB. «* I say to von all,* he added, **«iat yoa "tHn be anipalaed at what yon wiB get" Dolan was taming aanaatic. "And Ifaal oonvineed thai it wiU be â- offioient to settle von aU for life." "Hnmhr " And, nofw, I have only in the'fittt place to raoomiaand to joa all, if von dont want «o bring Boapicion and the Philiatinea npon yoa, to make lees noise." " Ay, ay, captain." ' All were hnaned. " And, in the seoimd idaee, let ns get rid et this caigo, which ia tne cheapest we ever had, since we did not pay Ci^tun Mooqnet anythiiw for it, and the money it will pro- dace wiU add to the general atock largely." " Av, ay, sir. That's goodâ€" oh, that's all right â€" ^fair play all the world over 1" Such were the various ezpreadons elicited by the apeech of Dolan, who bent hia malig- nant eyea from one to liie other of the crew, while a aneering amile carled the eomera of hia mouth. " Then aU'a weU," he aaid. "Ay, ay,captam, all'awelL" " But when, aaid one, " will the divlaion of the apoil' take place and where " " To-morrow night and here T' promptly cried Captain Dolan. " That will do." " But, until then, my men, unless you consent to one thing I will leave the cavern at once." " What ia that 1 What thing " "Obey me cheerfully and promptly, as yon have been in the habit of doin? tor I work for the good of all." " Yes, yes, ' cried all present, " that will do." "Now to work." (to bk continued.) PEAILS OF TEUTH. HistcHy is the revelation of Providence. Love one human being with warmth and parity, and thou wilt love the world. The heart, in that celestial sphere ot love, is like the sun in its cotirse. From the drop in the rose, to the ocean, all is for him a mir- ror, which he fills and brightens. The fact is that a certain class of men love to be quiet, and are ready to sell their country to the evil one himself, that they may live at ease and make no enemies. They have not the manliness to plead for the right, for it must cost them a customer or a friend, and so they plead a superior holiness as an excuse for sulkint^ No cowEuxlioe is so great as that found in truth. Belief in the lightness of a cause, in the value of a high moral standard, in the supreme righteousness overruling man, self- respect and moral dignity â€" all go by the board when we condescend to a lie, either spoken or acted, either by suggcstions of the false or suppressive of the truth. What ever it may be that we are called oh to testify or acknowledge we should up openly and without wincing. on stand The Goming of the New Year. ' I am coming, I am coming 1" says the glad new year ' I am coming 'mid bright smiles, and the sad falling tear." I am coming to the cottage. And to the lordly hall To loving homes, to lonely heartiisâ€" Ckmingto one, to all I No wish can shut me from your door. No prayers my step delay To high and low, to rich and poor. Cornea the glad New Tear's Day. To happy homes and happy hearts A welcome guest I prove, Bringing choice gifts and wishes kind From those we dearly lore And children from their little beds Will watch this morning's ray. And laugh, and shout aloud for Joy, â- â-  That this is New Year's Day. To saddened hearts and monming homes I come with gentle tread, And over hearth^ most desolate A hallowed radiance shed Wbisp'ring of hope to hopeless ones, Joy to the joyless heart Telling of Him whose life and light A-heavenly peace impart. Oh, thank God for the glad new year I His gift, direct from heaven And by our lives let us declare It is in mercy given Whether we greet it with a smile. Or with the falling tear, Tnajtk Ood to- aUâ€"aad from our hearts Welcome the glad new year. An Admirer of tlie Beautiful. Young Lady â€" " Are you an admirer of the beautiful, Dr. Slasher " Dr Slasher (a young sawbones) â€" " Oh, yes, indeed." Young Lady â€" " What is the most beauti- ful thing you ever saw " Dr. Smsher (contemplatively)â€"" Well, I think the most beautiful thing I ever saw was the way in which Prof. Deepcutter took a man's leg off at the hospital last week. Getting Some SatisfiaotioD. " What's the matter, Bobby " inquired his mother, as the boy flounced into the nursery. " Pa 8-sent me out of the I-library e-cause I made too much n-n-oiae." " I hope you didn't aay anything rode to your papa " "N-no," replied Bobby, who knows better than to be rude to the old man, " but I slammed the door." An Lisinnation. An excited individual rushed into a schoolhouae and asked for the teacher. " What is the cause of your excitement, my dear sir " queried the teacher. "I was just passing the schoolhonse, when I was set npon and insalt«l by a gang of young black^purds, and I haye come to see yon about it, as I understand you are the principaL" fieally Quite Becent " Do you know that short mustaches like mine are all the rage now " asked a Soho youth of his girl. " No are they " she replied. " Yes they are the latest things out." " I might have known, t^t too, for if they are like years they have'nt been out long." Iâ€" ^â€" ^â€" Every piano should have a waterproof covering. If this cover is kept on while the young Udy ametear ia above the instromoit wiUlasta very Ion tme. A EAFFT SEW IBAS. •BiMro«it.«iUbdl8t to Oe wad Ay. Tfia «rW eioad. Mm traatv IMit Th*]raari8dyla(iattaav»; ' Biar out, wildMIa, aad Mhtavdia. â-  Binr oat Om oU. ria« ia Om new, lihiar, hmj bdla^ aeroM ths anew The yoar is foiiiv, M him go King oat tiM falsa, riax in tta tme." -ImMt Thna do we greet thc^ Janoa, two-headed god of the Romans, deity who presidea ever open doors, atanding, as thoa doat, on tha threshold of the New Year, with a faoe of rwret for the pwit doaded by the tooohing aaaneaa of a parting, sent wiui the lonahine of hope irraoiating the ooantenanoe of thy other and brighter self. Ever thus it is, as the scythe of time sweepa the fall heads of ripened grain into the storehouse of oar lives thus do we pause and sigh, as we reckon ap the resolta of the year's harvest, over the " might have been," and involuntarily arises to oar lips, "Grod's pwdon rest upon the dying year, God's blessing fall like dew npon the yoo^g, new months ahead. " Tendeny do we whis- per, in Tennyson's tonching words "But tho' his eyes an waxing dim. And the' his toeaapeak ill ol him. He was a Mend to me. Old year, you aliaU not die. We did so laogit and oiy with jrOu, I've half a mind to die with yoa. Old year, if you must die." But the chasm between the old year and the new is bridged by the flashing rainbow of expectancT and hope, over which our spirits travel from the past, which is oars forever, into that mystic country of the future. The observance of the New Year dates far back into historic times. China, the oldest child of civilization, presses to the front with her " flowery kinsdom" and idmond-eyed people. Egypt follows, under the shadow of her pyramids, with the ibis of Thoth, the genius of the New Year, over the season of which, °the rising of Sirius, the dog-star, cast its regulating beams while the Persian exchanges his jKv-mz or pre- sents of eggs. The martial Roman, casting aside his sword and armor, arrayed himself in snowy white on the first day of the New Year, and in joyful procession hied to the temple amid clouds of incense and flaming altars, and peace and happiness cast their perfect glory over all the land. Later on, visiting be- came the order of the day, and grotesque masques wandered at will throughout the streets of the capital, with many quick and fantastic pranks. Strenoe, for luck, were exchanged, and all the vast possessions, over which watehed eagles of Rome, were given over to peace and good -will toward all mankind. The Christian folk, forbidden to join in any of the pagan, observances, spent their time in acts of charity, meditation, and prayer. About the fifth century, when the 25th of December became acknowledged as the fes- tival of the Nativity, New ear's day was recognized as the commemoration of the circumcision, and solemnly kept as such in the various branches of the Eastern and Western Churches but it was not until late in the sixteenth century that the first day of January was universally accepted as the opening day of the New Year, Christmas Day, the Annunciation, (25th of March), Easter Day, and March 1st having equally shared with the 1st of January the honor of ushering in the bright New Year. 'Tis the great holiday of France, .the Jovr d'ttrenma being strictly observed by all classes. Grotesque customs aeem to have been the order of the day m " Ye olden tyme," and still keep their hold upon the present centu- ry, the ancient custom of watching the old year out and the new one in still existing, and touchingly appropriate does it seem that old and dear friends, who have stood side by side through good and evil, trials and happiness, should pass into the new order of things hand in hand. In the old town of Coventry, England, on New Year's Day, there sounds through the quaint streets the call of "God-cakes for the New Year," and young and old crowd to eat of the triangu- lar little God-cakes, filled with a sort of mince-mes^, and costing about a halfpenny apiece. In more modem times, among the French, the observance of the New Year's Day is the great holiday of the year, and celebrat- ed much in the same way as the English and Canadians keep Christmas, by inter- change of good wishes, presents, and bon- bons, reunions of famUies, and visiting among friends. Indeed, over all the worid seems to hover the white wings of the Spirit of Peace and Hope, and the happy face of a whole world is uplifted to an equally happy heaven above. Labor. All labor well and worthily performed is in itself a direct means of elevating and im- proving the laborer. In the first place, it calls forth eneray and force, and they grow by exercise. No system of self coltare, however elaborate, can ever give that vi^r and tone to the system, or that seny of power to the mind, which comes from reg- ular, well-performed labor. To work wiw a purpose, whether it be at the forge or the shop, in the factory or in the office, in the field or the studio, in the kitehen or the schoolroom, gives a conscious ability ti^t nothing else can produce, and that goes far to make the manly and tiie womanfy char- acter. The Star. Christmas Eve â€" and the mellow light Of the Star in the East was aglow O'er the Uagi, hastening throng ttie night. In the desert, long ago. Ohristmas Eve, and the gentle light ' Ot the Star in the East was urlow O'er the lambs, asleep with theu she|Aerdt by night. On the hillside, long ago. Christmas Eve â€" and the golden light Of the Star in the East was a^ow O'er a Baby's brow, in the holy night. In a manger, long ago. Christmas Eveâ€" and the blessed light Of the,Star in the East is aglow. As it siione 'of old, through the sweet, still night. O'er Bethlehem, long ago. A IJsefal Domestic. Lady â€" " What does the groceryman want?" Bridget^" Shure, mum, he is afther his bill, and it's thrabbleeome that her is." Lady â€" "Yon go out and talk to him. If he makes any trouble, you can Bridget over better than I can." um mam