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Smut "FtUMrJTout," more than ttat bow the winter bUncLei gunt brow I Sctr how the omt for the weight oJ BQOW! Willie the fixed ioe impanels tbelr channels. Out with the frortl Mpelherl Pile up the fnel block, And from thy hoaty cellar Produce Sabine crook OThtllirckl remember It counts a fourth December. Olve to the godi the guidance earth's Liat I The at their high blddance From the vexed deep desist, Hor 'mid the cypress not; And the old elms oro quiet. "ANOTHER PRIVATE. 1 IB baby literature we tcldom and a sweeter poem thacthli: Another little private Mustered in The onny of teraptetlou And of ain.

Another aoldier arming For the etrlfe, To fight the toilsome battles Oi a life. Another little aontry. Who shall Btand OD guard while ovilfl prowl On every hand. Lord, oar Uttle darling Guide and save, 'Mid the perils of the march To the grave. "IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN." It blight havo been I How oft In mournful measure, Regret doth murmur; yes It might have beeul How fondly fancy gilds each vanished pleasure, When throuRh the post's dim vista It iecn! It mlpht havo boon 1 In every breast there llnpere A discontent that's born of "Might have been." From every life, stern fate's remowelosi fincors Have plucked some budding fortune just fore- Bwn.

It might havo been I Pale disappointment, Ing, O'er the now grave of deep nmbltion sighs. Remorse, awakened from long years of sleeping, might have been" in walling anguish cries. To feebly doubt, not bravely do allures us. And failing hence the promised good to glean, gloomy retrospect of years assure us Thst ours is not the life thst might have been. Peace, weary heart I cease thy vain repining! Before us beams a future yot to win; O'er It the sun of God's approval sliiulnf; Throwi in eclipse the brilliant might have bren.

Let faith and hope supplant this weak rcplnlnu; These might have beenn may bo the-precious With which the Builder, destiny defining, May Bhape In beauty our celestial thrones. Teach us. oh God, whatever ills bolide us I The chastening lesson to be learned from sin. Be thy blessed truth a beacon light to guide us, Thatbtawn may not be mourned as "might have been." Jin Storij. Expressly for the THE STORY OF A LOST LIFE.

BY MIGNONETTE. fear njt thou to Far rather fear to live life Uac countless anaroB thy feet to try By peril, pain and'etrlfe. Brief IB tlic work of denth Hut spirit BlirintB to see How fall, tre Heaven recalls Uie breath, The cup of woe may be." CHAPTER HI. THE MABBIAOK. Everybody sujjpoHed that Austin' AYayne would take his wife to New or at any rate to as a little bridal exposition; and public supposition even went HO far as to suppose that Elenor would travel in her grey silk, and have a white plume in her hat, but tho public was entirely mistaken on both points.

After the ceremony there was -a bouu- wedding supper, many good wishes, a few presents, much laughter and gaycty, and considerable hubbub and confuflion throughout the low small roams, through which the bride in her plain white dress moved, apparently the only sensible and serious soul beneath the alwnj'R excepting the reclusive and solf-wrapt gronm, who was never known to be hilarious. You see weddings, for some reason or other, partake so strongly of a funeral nature, every one tries on those occasions to appear ecstatically joyful, and BO the fifteen or twenty gneita assembled at the Leonard cottage created quite a eceno of revelry. ''The "happenings" in Bay wood are no few, I took much interest in this Thanksgiving wedding, and cheerfully clipped all the blossoms and bnde from my oue white rose in the library window and sent them over to Elenor with the romantic message that she should place them iu her hair when she dreesed, and by BO doing nsBure mo that my love for her was not unrotumed. Back came a little note in her ewift, vigorous hand: "Darling Mrs. Graham: Your roses arc BO beautiful, on this bleak autumn dity, that it seems cruel they should have no better fate than to wither in my hair.

Thank you Everything you do is always so good and BO graceful E. How the artful reader need uot imagine that I introduce this note because of tho little dash of flattery contained in it. I give it to show the constant, grateful, enthusiasm that always slumbered under thin girl's calm, restrained demeatfor, ready to forth at every touch from a friendly hand. It is such a nature ns this that it Is sweet to die for if things ever come to that pass Well, ehe wore my rose in her hair and looked BO softly and deeply rndi- euch light in her eyes and such a rare glow npou her cheeks that even the cold, colorless, calculating groom by her aide, lost something of his chill and grim- cess, and smiled down upon her like a pale granite statue, or a drawing in India ink, partially warmed into life. It was not plainly known whether the arrangement was (satisfactory to all parties, but Mrs.

Wayne did not go to live with her daughter on the Wayne farm. There was cojuuderftUe delay.on the part of the bride, in packing her things for the transit and on the night before she went to her new borne, I had a glimpse, bs I tripped around to their back door for one of our sociable kitchen calls, that showed me Elenor clinging to her mother's neck, with as much fervor aa if she had been of any but a Puritan descent, and that mother, with more of the martyr iu her face than I had over seen in her times of rheu- The next day the bride went to her home, and I had another euch a doleful of Mrs. Leonard leaning ittent and without appetite over her solitary cup of tea! Willingly would I have flung myself as an involuntary daughter at her feet, if thereby I could have assuaged her Md mother-heart There was a formal tea-drinking at the Wayne farm not long afterword, and the "good match" dropped into the past, like every other 'happening, and was talked of no more. Wheti year had pasied away and the cheerful Thanksgiving came again to the thoroughly observant town of Bay wood, it the Leonard cottage standing empty and desolate. Eleuor'e mother had gone to a horns a lovelier and a more peaceful home than Austin Wayne, wlth-all hii means, and Elenor with all her lore, could have provided.

There were little subdued of gossip hinting that Leonard's last 'days had not been of tbe happiest kind, or the moat comfortable; hinting that Mr. Wayne kept strict watch over all intercourse between the two homes, and that he was viliganUy careful that nothing found its way out of his- own abundance into the poor little brown house from which he bad taken his wife. But that he was occasionally thwarted in his economy is shown by the following entry in Elenor's journal grown somewhat bnef and laconic in its statements, as if the proud spirit that uttered them preferred to be reticent even there: "OOTOBEB 2d. 'I was very tired after I had finished the morning's work, but mother is so much worse I couldn't keep away from her any longer, I had a pair of pillow slips, which I had made and marked with her initials, and a few clusters of grapes to carry lo her. I know that Mr.

Wayne" (in early portions of the journal she refers to him as Austin) "does not like me to do these things, but she is my mother. I had the basket on my arm and was tying on my hat as I went through the ball when he came out of his believe Mr. Wayne called this room his because it had a few books, plenty of dust and cobwebs and an indescribable mnstiness, and was never infested by anybody but himself. If it was library, it was not at all like the attractive one where my St. John writes his sound articles for the Medical which he is perfectly willing to have dusted and garnished once a and said to me rather sharply: ore you going 'To my is in that for my he repeated impatiently, 'you seem to have nothing but mother in your head from morning till night 1 What are you carrying to said I lifting the cover and extending the basket to him.

said he, stepping before me, charitable business has gone far enough. I want it stopped, now and bore Give the basket to me "I never heard him speak in quite such a cold and hard and cruel! It seemed as if an evil spirit suddenly filled my whole body and flashed from my eyes and spoke from my tongue. I took one step forward and Wayne, let me pass I don't know what I might hav.e done if he had not moved aside; ho did, but he said, calmly, as I went 'Very well, your mother will pay for whatever goes to her from my you dare to make yourself so mean in her eyes I began, fiercely, but my words ended in a sob. I wish I did not cry quite se easily. Perhaps I shall conquer this weakness by and by.

He laughed his low brief hateful to my ears than a I went on down the walk. It was hard foi me to look cheerful as entered mother's room; but she was suffering so much she did not notice my face." A few weeks later there occur these few broken lines: "NoVEMBEn 15th. Mother died three weeks ago. This is the first moment I have felt that I could write it. Once I thought that, with husband's love, I should never feel sad or lonely, though nil other blessings should fall away from me; but I feel, now, so terribly alone! Her last hours were without pain, and her last words were 'I am BO glad you have got a good that I don't leave you all alone in the I thank God that she never knew how unhappy I was CHAPTEB IV.

AUSTIN WAYSE AS A HAPPI FATHEB. It was almost eleven o'clock on a stormy evening in December, and the Doctor had just wound his watch, removed his dressing rjown and kicked off his slippers, when there came a moderate footfall crunching along the walk and a moderate rap upon the door. 'Dear me hope it isn't very far such a night as this!" I uttered rather vaguely from my already drowsy pillow; but the Doctor, who has no weaknesses when duty calls him, cheerfully stepped into his slippers again and went to the door. I caught only the words "Mrs. Wayne." "Is it Mrs.

Mayne?" I called, as the Doctor closed the door and the moderate footsteps when crunching back again. It ie a message regarding that individual, my dear Genie." Genie, with the soft sound of is the short for my name "the stately name of Genevieve." 'Then I'm going!" said vigorously getting up. "You can't!" "I can!" "You shan't!" "I shall!" Understand that we never Doctor and We only state facts to each other in a sprightly and spirited way, and sometimes one is the victor and sometimes the other. In this instance I won. "The most croohetty and unmanagable woman I ever saw 1" commented the Doctor, as he began to pull on his boots, and I Hurriedly dressed myself.

I like to see the Doctor attempt to be is such a brilliant succession of 'ailures with him Before he had put on lie muffler and I had buttoned the hut button in my waterproof, he was as radiant as fit had been the dearest wish of his heart that I should go out into the night and the storm with him. 'You see I feel impelled to go, my St. fohn!" I said in self-justification as the door closed behind us and a dash of the Ine frozen mist hit me in the face. I always notice that when I confess myself "impelled" to do anything, the Doctor offers no remonstrance, "Very well, you may be of service, perhaps," and tucking my hand under his arm we walked briskly to the Wayne farm, naif a mile distant Everything was strikingly dark and quiet in the bouse that had just sent for a Doctor. One faint light became visible, liowever, as we drew nearer, and that was in an upper room.

We opened the hall waiting a moment for a response to the knocker, which failed to entered. A dying fire in the sitting room opening off the hall showed the apartment to be quite vacant of anything but its dark furniture and dreamily ticking clock. While the Doctor removed his overcoat and brushed the sleet from bis beard, I went etairs and. tapped at the door whence a ray of light proceeded. A feint voice said "come in." Elenor, herself, as white and motionless as her own pillows, and a wee little crimson face half visible beneath the counterpane, was the astonishing vision that greeted me as I entered.

Oh, is it you?" she said. "Thank, was afraid the poor baby would die!" "Good Heaven it was several econdt before I could articulate even that "where Is Mrs. your hus- poor child 1" I Vehemently, forgetting to tone manner to the sober level required in rooms. Griffin, let it be understood, is the village nurse, "I is, she come to me this afternoon; thought she would not be" she went home before tea 1" "Yon don't tell me that yon are all alone here 1" have only for an hour, I think. Mr.

Wayne went to the Doctor's, you know, and from there he was to go for the nurse; and it is quite a distance. He did not think I well, I have done the best I could 1" turning her face away, with a faint, bitter smile. "And now we will make you so comfortable, dear 1" I said calmly, with great presence of mind, and then I slipped out of the room, and went swiftly down to Mr. St. John, who had token the liberty to light the candles that stood on the mantle shelf.

"Why, Genie, you are as white as a ghost! Is this the way I waived all pleasantry. "There's a whiter ghost up stairs, John! That poor girl has been alone all this time the this the civilized town of Baywood, or is it The Doctor put me aside and passed up stairs, leaving me to determine, at my leisure, what Baywood was. At this moment moderate footsteps came crunehing up the-walk; and, after a careful nee of the door-mat, Mr. Wayne the halL "Mr. Wayne!" I said, in a fierce whisper, and am not sure but I stamped my foot, "the baby is born!" 1 expected to see that massage level him to the floor as if it had been a cannon ball; but he only lifted one hand in a slight gesture of surprise, and walked forward into the sitting room.

"Is it a boy he asked, leisurely remov ing his overcoat "Soy! repeated with increased ferocity, "why don't yon ask if your wife is alive The before we did; and she was the while sir!" and again I looked for a heavy fall. To do him justice he was evidently shocked; but he looked into the fire a moment and said "A truly great mind, madam, is never really alone!" concluding to view the case intellectuaUy. "I am not discussing truly great minds, but common I began fast and furiously, but I was cut short by the entrance of Mrs. Griffin, who.came rushing in like a compact tornado of cloaks and wraps, her round face glowing, her lungs panting and her keen eyes glistening like blue stars. She had dressed and walked from home, and was only three minutes behind Mr.

a'neok and neck affair, Nurses tongues are always more or less at liberty to say what they please; and after I had acquainted Mrs. Griffin with the state of affairs, I left her making some plain, unvarnished statements to Mr. Wayne, which that man received as a bronze statue might receive the attacks o1 a gad-fly, As I entered Elenor's room the doctor was dropping medicine into a tea-spoon and calling the patient a very brave woman praise she at once refuted by fainting dead away. Mrs. Griffin came and bore off the baby its doom of one of thep n- alties of being born that one must be clothed she would "save the child, at any- rate!" and as she said it she lookel broad swords and cutlasses at Mr; Wayne who was lurk-ing about the chamber door.

The wonderful drops from the tea-Rpoon, and the pungent hartshorn which we applied to her nose and temples, presently revived the patient; caUing her back from the shadowy gateway through which she had almost drifted. I had never before noticed she had so much beauty. Perhaps it was because she had been so that mystic boundary, where all good and noble Bonls shall receive their beauty as by a baptism. "Now, let her be kept very quiet, and let her have rest and sleep and all possible quiet of mind and body, we will trust to her youth and her constitution to bring her up again." The doctor murmured the words in the lowest tone, but Elenor's ear caught them. She opened her eyes listlessly and Ah, those saddest words that can fall from mortal "I don't care to Uve "You have the cunningest little girl came the cheerful voice of Mrs.

Griffin from the next room, "Eyes just like yours, and shall I put on a frock or a nightdress?" "A frock; the frock with the blue ribbons, iu the fpper drawer," answered Elenor with a little flash of womanly vanity. The doctor looked at me and smiled hopefnUy. The frock with the blue ribbons was got out, and sundry Uttle squawks and gurgling cries told that the baby was suffering Its first toilet Mr. Wayne then ventured in. I object to the somewhat popular habit of treating happy mothers as if they were martyrs, and happy fathers as if they were assassins; but in this particular instance, I confess I frowned as Mr.

Wayne come to the bedside. i "How do you find yourself, Elenor tie asked, with a manner that said "I suppose these small affairs must receive some attention." Elenor lifted her dear eyes to him, with a very queer expression in them, and said jravely: "I am very well, thank yon And then Mr. Wayne retired. "Now, try and sleep!" said the Doctor, placing hie hand on her forehead, "and don't say yon 'don't care to live It is ave to Uve." "I wish to sea the baby before I go to sleep, then!" as if reluctantly consenting to remain in the world. After awhile the baby was brought in, loking OB sweetly most infants of that early nge, in their overlarge clothes and intensity of color, and Elenor clasped it to her breast, kissed its shining hair and dropped two great tears upon its face.

"I am so weak said, glancing up to me with an air of apology. "You are a beautiful nrnmnm!" I replied, so emphatically that the Doctor at once drew me out of the room, saying there must, positively, be strict quiet Then we all went softly down stairs. Mr. Wayne hod replenished the sitting- room fire, and by its Ught was brooding over "Latter-Day Pamphlets," by Carlyle. He closed the book as we entered, and then-sold to the nurse: "Mrs.

Griffin, I have kindled a fire in the kitchen; will yon be good enough to make some tea for the Doctor and his wife, before they go out into the storm again?" Which was an extremely polite way of asking as to go home as soon as possible. 'Don't trouble yourself said the but the Doctors wife doesn't turn born a cap of taa-so readily, when it is two o'clock'on a stormy winter morning, and so she let's havs eonls Mrs. Griffin said, "By all means r'and led ie way into the kitchen. And Mr. Wayne, bidding us good night, went to bed in the spare chamber- Mrs.

Griffin, in a very short time, set forth some "very strong is the nectar of bread and butter and glass dishes of Elenor's superbly can nedpears. Tbe all Baywood a marvel of neatness, and everything seemed to have been placed in readiness for this somewhat select revel It is a custom here, indeed, to set forth little suppers on occasions of this kind, and housewives vie with each other in the excellence and nicety of the bill of fare. The you can once make him consent to a cup of tea in the small hours inters into the revel cheerfully. So we three gathered around the spotlessly white cloth, and while the fire crackled and the tea kettle song and the teaspoons tinkled and the canned pears melted away, Nurse Griffin volubly discussed the situation. see I came over this afternoon.

Mrs. Wayne sent little Kitty Brown forme. And when I came and hod got off my things and taken out my knitting and wis settled for a good quiet coiy talk with her, what does Wayne do but come in and glower around like a. thundercloud, and after hanging about the room awhile he says, says he, 'Mrs. Griffin, I am be home this afternoon, and when you are wanted I wil come for you.

It is not necessary that you should lose so much time," which was as much as to say that I might leave. I tel you I was riled, but for her sake I told him oh, well, I hod plenty of leisure and I had thought for a long time that I would come and make MM. Wayne a regular afternoon visit, and sol kept on knitting; but he went and said something to was stamding' at tbe window clipping some deac leaves from a rose I saw her look at him a minute as if she was jus completely thunder-struck, and then shi turned to me, with her face as white as a sheet, and her eyes snapping, and says she "Mrs. Griffin, you may go home if yon please, and I'm very sorry to have troublet you!" Law I I knew how it was afraid he would have to pay me an extra shilling, or that he'd lose a meal of vie tnals! I had as good a mind to slip aroum and come in the back door, and stay with her, after all, as I ever had to eat I Som more tea, Doctor No I WeU. his tea does'nt choke not a bit 1 Pac is, the only way you can touch some people is to go for their substance.

Do yon think I'd have gone without my tea tonight to suit Wayne? No, 111 drink all the more! As for getting huffy, and act ing on your dignity, it pleases such people too welL Mrs. Wayne will have to fine thai out, I guess "Poor girl said the Doctor andl simul and the Doctor added, "She always struck me as being very fiae grained different from most of our young ladies, and seems to have jus brains enough to be a fool!" I am the only person 'in our family allowed to make ferocious and expressions, and I laid my hand across th Doctor's mouth. But Mrs. Griffin sa down her cup with gentle emphasis declared he had hit the noil squarely on the head. After the lunch we went up Doctor saying that the baby must not be allowed to worry the fonnc both patient and baby softly yet soundly asleep.

Leaving explicit directions with Mrs Griffin, the Doctor then commanded me to go home with I did. CHAPTEB V. 'WHAT'S ra A XAITE A child to a wedded pair is either a bone or a barrier between them. Happily it is usually a bond; but to Elenor and Austin Wayne it was a barrier. They regarded the Uttle waif stranded upon the shore of life at their feet with as different eyes as if one were looking upon it from Heaven and the other from Hades.

To one it was a poor, helpless, loveable mite, Sweet and blessed to a heart disappointed in its one grand dream of love. To the other it was a troublesome, annoying, unimportant "girl-baby," who had no sorl of business to be anything but a boy. A boy to be named Austin Wayne, and to be brought up after his own correct had been Mr. Wayne's great expectation. And here was this Uttle perfect image of her to scatter his plan to the four winds! It was a disappointment that even his philosophy could hardly soothe.

At least he could make her reception prosaic enough. Se had no raphsodies to pronounce. Be had no thrills in his heart over the mere fact of being He resolved to regard the baby in the strongest practical Ught; and to this effect he announced next morning, as the nurse was toasting the young lady's feet before the microscopic feet, Jiat rubbed themselves up and down the soft flannels in perfect time with the microscopic fists that squared off at that she should be called "Mekitable." He appeared to be seized with a sudden affection tor an ancient aunt, long since lassed into those realms where I trust mch ugly names ore dispensed with, and Uehitable had-been the name of that un- brtunate relative. "I don't like it at all said Eleuor. And "Law don't hamper the child with such a name as that!" said the nurse.

And this opposition simply gave zest to Mr. Wayne's adoration for the name of tf ehitable. After a brief discussion, ending a silence on Elenor's side that might or might not have been acquiescence, the wretched name was considered settled upon the Uttle voyager for life. "Hettie is not such a bad name, though!" said Mrs. Griffin, consolingly, after Mr.

iVayne had gone out and the sunlight seemed to come bock to the room. i wanted to call her Genie, for the Doc- OI'B wife, but it makes no great difference. )be is the same baby, you know, whatever he name may be," turning a fond glance upon the Uttle Mehitable, who still con- tinned to rub her rose red feet together and to square off at the air in superb indifference to all these personalities regarding I am sure I wish to have Mr. Wayne pleased," she added, bravely trying hide away this Uttle new bitterness from the nurse. Mrs.

Griffin Hered a snort of disdain, which she instantly turned into a chucking caress for the baby, and said with jocular asperity, that she should like to see for husband undertake to name a baby of egainst her inclination! pray eU, did a baby belong to, body and soul, not to the mother who had dreamed night and day of it, and worked or it, and lived for it, and died for And then not be allowed to name it I Joodness didn't Mrs. Wayne stand up for her rights? since the baby is all mine, I can afford to let the name be Mr. Wayne's! I ought to be be generous enough for that. hintl? smiled Elenor. Here the baby received more caresses, between which nurse mattered that she bad always believed -there -was such a thing os being too good; and that she would just like to hear of a baby named Mehitable was all 1 CPAPTEBVL MSEHAELX'S KLUI BTBBONS.

Mr. Wayne sometimes came out of his abstract meditations on the problems 6: life and noticed small things. the small things that delight 'many natures, such as the song of a bird, the opening of flower, the tints of a cloud, a ruddily burning fire, a golden bit of landscape, a song, a minutte of the Beautiful, opening every jday to those who have eyes to see and ears to nothing of this kind ever reached the soul of Austin Wayne. "A primroae by the river's brim A yellow primrose wu, to him, And nothing more. primrose, having so many petals, and occupying a certain place in his botanical a little fresh creation of the night, trying to read the mystery of its birth in the river mirror.

The small things which Austin Wayne noticed, he noticed with malice pr jpense. He was the mortal enemy of the robin, nn til Agricultural reports had assured that robins ate baleful worms as well as cherries; he was naturally and instinctively down on the sunlight, until some book came in his way which spoke at length o. its powerful sanitary influence, and then he immediately fell upon a noble elm that hat shaded his house for two generations anc cut it every stroke of the axe seemed, as the Doctor truly remarked, like manslaughter! He would pursue a squir is to New England what the gopher is to the the bitter death and uproot every straggling violet or daisy that dared to suggest itself in the sobei prose of the vegetable garden. But the epauletted Bob-o-Link "singing his love-song in the rushy meadows," th. wild bees carousing among the blooms the orchards, "the foam-shod feet of tin brook," leaping from rock to things as these never "troubled" him, anc so he never noticed them.

Yet he could bring his great nature to pounce upon Elenor's basket of grapes fo her mother, and to the naming of a ver small baby in opposition to it mother's wish. There were still smaller things that conic claim his attention. Little Hittie was three months old, anc the blue ribbons on the shoulders of he frocks were still a pleasant feature of he: toilet It is immaterial whether it is called fool ishness or a love for the appropriate, bn Elenor was very particular with these blu bows. I had often seen her adjust one anc then sit back with her head on'ene side see if the effect was as perfect as possi ble. One day Mr.

Wayne seemed to become suddenly aware of the blue ribbons. Elenor had finished the baby's toilet and tiei as a lily newly her little wicker chair, that she might si beside her as she sewed, and had taken out her work and was singing and talkini to Baby in the most rollicking manner, fo Baby was especially good and Elenor' heart was especially Ught and the sunshine was pouring in at the window; with especial glory, making bright green among the great leaves of the lilies one bright crimsons among the buds and bios soma of the perpetual Mr Wayne came in. It was such a bright little picture for a husband and father to see that a certain grim pleasure stole over him in spite himself, and the numerous details of th picture th'at had so astonishingly affectec him began to pass under his inspection. "How long ore you going to keep tha nonsense on her shoulders said poking the blue blows with his finger, no speaking seldom spoke sharply with a mild contempt It had not entered the happy mother'i mind that the ribbons were ever to be lain aside, or that they even came under th head of nonsense. they not becoming look ing up with a suddenly beclouded face.

"I never like anything in the popinja; style." "It is not popinjay style i A simple blue ribbon on a child is no more 'popin jay' than that rose yonder!" said the fonc mother, with some warmth. 'There is-this difference, however; the rose is natural, and the ribbons are not. you take that ground, the child shonlc have been born with the gew-gaws already on her shoulders." "Were you born with your clothes on queried Elenor. "I never a said Mr. Wayne.

"But there's another difference, which yon have failed to take into consideration: The rose is the natural result of such inexpensive agents as air, soil, water and light, and the his head and speaking with a hissing "cost money!" For all reply, Elenor calmly untied the blue knots, and, walking to the fireplace, flung them upon the coals. Mr. Wayne sUghtly elevated his eyebrows. "Since yon had the ribbons, Me- bitable might have worn them He took a subtle pleasure in calling that Uttle combination of dimples and dark eyes and long floating frocks, Mehitable. Elenor said nothing, but Bat down and took up her work again; and the baby crowed and oaught at the sunlight in a vague, uncertain way, and cared not a straw for blue ribbons that had been so abruptly transformed into ashes.

"Yon beat yourself, with this Devil's semper of yours." said Mr. Wayne, "You P' he slowly repeated, aking "Hero Worship" from the mantle shelf, and seating himself by the fire with a manner that said "Let me get away from this contracted atmosphere into my rightful realm. I noticed the remarkable absence of Hitie's blue ribbons, and Elenor said that 3aby would be going out in her Uttle carriage soon, and she had decided to make sacks with spring weather would be so bad for bare-armed babies, And henceforth there were no more blue on Elenor's baby. There's not much of the Victor Hngo-ish 'depth" in this chapter, I am aware. It is only one little "straw" indicating the bent of Austin Wayne's nature.

Little Hittie was a great blessing to Elenor. No matter how sombre or how troubled her days with those night ones her ideality had tbis ittle loving life was always pouring sweetness and gladness into her heart, gorland- ng every care, dulling the edge of every dtterness, and making her yoke easy and Jl her burdens As, little by-little, the wife's heart unwound itself from the husband, the oosened tendrils caught at this later love and clung to it closely and passionately and dolatrously. Mr. Wayne saw this, and had occasion make the following entry in his journal: a woman marries and becomes a fr We ara, mother, she stagnates at set fast Wisconsin Items, in a pool of distresses; and so far from-any growth of mind, or any dignity of strength and character, she: might as well be any animal in the fields. lo fact, she has that, -r, same blind, furious instinct which, all arnV son Democrat still survives, and is mala exhibit regarding and strugglingto prolongits existence, which is 'subject to no reason; or coi.trol"! La Democrat announces Doubtless it was this same "bUnd, fnri-'the'death of who was injur- ous instinct" that brought Elenor to oar ed some two weeks ago, while coupling Hittie to state that the Madi- feebly door night, when little year and a half old, pals as was a ashes, and panting for breath, with this brief which she uttered and then fled back again through the moonlight, like a "Oh, Doctor! please come to the baby at once!" Foreigtf Gossip.

THE MABCHIOjnSSa OP HASTBTO3. A rumor is current in London, and one not without foundation, that Lady Flora Page who jilted her Mr. Chaplin, to become the wife of the luckless Marqmisbf Hastings, was at the mistress of the Duke of Cambridge. This gallant cousin of her Majesty aud Corn- mander-in-Chief of the British army, is as notorious a libertine as was George The Prince of Wales is largely indebted to his tuition for the depravity of his maturer years. His amours are of the most complicated and univ-f ftal character, and the fair and frail daughter of the Marquis of Anglesey was not the only aristocratic goddess of his licentious worship.

Tmr. LAST -DBESS. The Empress Eugenie looked lovely, far lovelier than all of the gala performance of "Due Mellhac. She was in green, with a white scraf crossed over her Bosom, which formed wide sleeves. In her hair she had a diamond flower, pecked by a jeweled bird, and from her neck hung five rows of diamonds.

She sat to the left of the Emperor, in front of Thiers' box; he was, as usual, in his dark blue dress-coat, lined with white satin, and set off with gilt buttons. The Duchesses d'Albe were in blue silk. THE "OOINO DOWN" OP Bmuusu The English Bitualists have adopted the word "Mass" for their celebration of the Communion service. A near-sighted Boman Catholic priest, a stranger to Brighton, mistook St Michael's in that city for the Catholic church, where he was going to say a low Mass. Attributing the apparent want of holy, water at the entrance to be fault of the architect, or to his own near-sightedness, he 'went up the side aisle, catching a glimpse of a vested priest at the "high altar," and entered the Here he asked of an attendant if he could say Mass there that morning.

The answer was "that he could." As the priest was unrobing before pulling on the chasuble, which were all spread out before him. the clergyman, fresh from celebrating, entered the sacrisy, attended by a "server," and carrying "paten, chalico and corporal" in as orthodox a manner as could the Pope himself. As the priest turned to look at thifl gentleman, in whom he expected to find the Parochus of the Catholic community, his eye Ughted upon three university hoods. "Do you wear hoods here?" he inquired. The-clergyman answered that such was their custom.

"I was told," says the priest, hesitating, '-that I could say Mass here this morning." "So you can." returned the clergyman blandly. is this aCathoUc church?" "Yes," was the calm answer. "Ah!" says the priest, "is it the Eoman Catholic church?" "Oh!" replies the Bitualist, meekly, "you must go lower down for that" A HOMHttnoH IS LONDON. Bough wooden houses were erected in Trafalgar square, at the top of Portland place and at the other sites in London chosen for the polls. In front of th se houses were wooden barriers, in the form of the letter to keep the crowd from' pressing in too great numbers up.

to the platforms Early on Monday morning, throngs of London roughs gathered around these hustings and began shouting cheering and indulging in all sorts of horse play. Of these crowds not one man in a hundred was an elector, and not one in two hundred was decently dressed. At 11 o'clock the sheriffs proclaimed the elections, and the candidates appeared' on platforms. cars at the depot. gentleman residing near Baraboo, sold seventeen boles of hops on Saturday, receiving therefor 9J cents per pound.

At this rate it won't pay to raise hops. O'Niel, committed to await his trial at the 'spring term of the Circuit Court of Oconto, made his escape by cutting a hole through his cell door, on Thursday night -r-The new packing house of Jno. Lewis 4 at La Crosse, commenced operations on Monday last by the- slaughter of 250 hogs. The full capacity of the house is 300 per day. is rumored that a vein of coal seven feet thick has.

been in Bock county, by a man in digging a well. The Janesville Gazette, however, thinks the story a hoax Gale, the notorious companion of the lato notorious Dove Mills, in the recent fray at the "Bed Light" in La Crosse, has been captured, while making his way down the river in a skiff. Prescott Journal has decidedly improved in typographical appearance since its change of proprietors, and in no respect do we observe any Success to the new firm. "plague" which has destroyed so many cattle recently in the western part of this stat6 and Minnesota, is attrihuted by some of the local papers to eating "smut" corn, which is unusually plenty this season. is reported that a burglar was shot dead in Green Bay on Monday evening, by the Sheriff of Brown county.

The Sheriff was fired upon by the burglar, and received a his the shoulder. trial of August Walvpogle for the murder of Milo Goodenough in May last, before the circuit court in Pierce county, has terminated in a verdict, "guilty of manslaughter." and a sentence to a sojourn of eight years in state prison. Catholics of Oshkosh are about completing a new church at a cost of 325,000. It is 118 feet long, 50 feet wide, and 38 feet high. The ceremonies of confirmation and dedication take place on Sunday next Boscobel Appeal learns that between 2,500 and 3,000 cords of wood, own ed by the railroad company, lying along the track near Wauzeka, was burned on Thursday night Bumor has it that it was set on fire.

residence of Dr. HipoUte at Ives Grove Bacine County was burned on Friday last, destroying property to the amount of $6,000 including the Dr's. Ubrary, instruments, medicines, There was an insurance of $3,500 on the property. Brown was killed about five miles from Delton, Sank last Saturday, Anecdotes the Late Baron Rothschild. A Paris correspondent writes that the late Baron Jamea Bothschild went to Paris with, $200,000 and died in possession of property valuedat The same writer says: "The late baron was deservedly He never forgot a sevvice done him.

In 1848 Caussidiere, whom the" whirligig of revolution had made Prefect of Police, seat a posse of his Garde Bepublicaine to' protect the bank in the Bue Lafltte from being plunered by the peuple About a twelvemonth later Caussidiere was in exile, and started as a wine merchant in London. Baron. Bothschild every year gave him an order which enabled him to moke, both ends meet This anecdote rests on the authority of Caussidiere The late baron leaves but few autographs, but the following, addressed to a very notorious French exile, is worth recording: 'Sir: Allow me to put at your disposition the sum of thirty thousand That little capital will aid yon in undertaking some business on the hard soil of exile. Ton can return the money to me in ten fact, when yon like. It is a small recognition of the great services you have rendered your country Yours, truly, Another correspondent says that in consequence of what occurred at Suresnos in 1848, M.

Bothschild conceived some apprehensions for his personal safety, aud had even some idea of quitting Paris altogether. Caussidiere, then Prefect of Police, who was of the disastrous effect that if such a resolve were carried out, prevailed upon him to remain, and promised a promise which he protect him in case of necessity. M. Bothschild contributed a sum of for the wocaided of February, 1848, and continued his operations without molestation. The Temps testifies to M.

Bothschild's financial intelligeuae. It says: "He was fixed as to modern Utopias in this matter, and did his utmost against all the combinations which he considered dangerous to the public interests. When the Credit Mobilier was started, SI. Rothschild, who was requested by tho President qf tha Republic to give his opinion on it, drew up a memorandum! in which the practised financier predcted, with surprising lucidity, all that has since excessive speculation, the glut of paper, and the rapid decline of the establishments founded for flooded the market with it. Rothschild did much more in works of be- nificence than even the public gave him credit for.

Without excluing from his liberality any religious community whatever, he had a legitimate preference for his co-religionists. He founded for them an hospital admirably organized, rebuilt the synagogue of the Rne Notre 1 Dame da Nazareth, and greatly promoted that which is now in course of construction in the Rue de laVictoire." History of the House of Hastings. The early death and" the principal events in the scandalous career of the Marquis of Hastings were recently recorded. It now appears that this young man was the last heir of his house. The following account by being buried in a well.

He had gone of the houseof Hastings is condensed from into the well to clean it, when it caved in. I an English paper: "at speeches, and then the candidate was expected to address the electors. This was the programme, but it was performed in dumb show. '1'he shouts, cheers, groans, cat-calls, hootings and yells drowned every other sound. A man appeared on the hus- tings, opened "his month and waved his arms, and that was supposed to be the proposer; another repeated the same performance, and that was supposed to be the seconder; a third went through the same rites and was supposed to be the candidate.

The spectacle was ridiculously Uk a Punch and Judy show. When all th proposers and seconders and candidate; had appeared, the sheriff or "returning officer put candidates' names to vote by show of hands. Everybody concernec knew that this was farce. None of tk men who held up their hands in the crowc had the sUghtest right to vote. The '-re turning officer" then declared that show' of hands was in favor of such candi dates, naming them.

The agents of the candidates then demanded a poU which was fixed for Tuesday. After these foolish formalities the meeting slowly dispersed the roughs coolly robbing every respecta ble person present. The accident happened at one o'clock in the afternoon, ana his body was not recovered till Sunday. He leaves a wife and several children. EUbourn Mirror expresses the following opinion of the hop business.

If every man in the United-States who has hops would burn half of them, the rest would bring twice as much as the whole can be sold for; and if they would burn the whole and all the beer, tie world would be better off. lican. son of Peter Baker, of Oconto, 13 years, was instantly killed while leading a horse to water with the halter tied about his body. The horse became frightened and ran, dragging tha boy about eight rods to tUe stable, where lio was found dead with hia neck and bock broken. 'The line dates from Henry the First, who made his steward Hastings a baron In 13.75 the last baron, a minor, was killed at a tournament another barony waa created in of Hastings of Hastings.

The first lord of the barony was headed by Bichard the Third "This lord's grandson, however, was Up. 1529 made Earl of Huntingdon. At hia death the title fell to his son Francis, who married Katharine Pole, granddaughter of the Duke of Clarence, one of the Plan; tagenets. Queen Elizabeth claimed tha John Cauly, whose husband was son and heir of Francis as a "beloved a member of the 17th Wisconsin regiment, Kinsman," andloadecl him with favora. can learn something to her benefit by in-1 "In 1689 this line became extinct on tha quiring at this office.

Any information as i pale side by the death of Francis Hast- to the whereabouts of the above person ings, the tenth Earl ot Hantingdon. His will be gladly Wutertown Emub- sister Elizabeth married the Earl of Moira, 1 and their son was made Slarquis of Hastings and Governor-general of India, by the Prince Begent, afterward George IV. The young Marquis who died tho other day was the grandson of this Governor- i general: "Another branch has curiously revived. i the Earldom of Huntingdon became extinct, in 1789, no one supposed that there La Crosse Democrat says "A could be an heir to the honor. Neverthe- number of the most determined citizens, less one was found.

There happened to be tax-payers and business men of this city, are organized into a vigilance committee. in the barrack at Enniskillen a storekeeper, Mr. Hans Francis Hastings, who became V.J3UUU.UU DAT. "HUM j-'rttuuia wno uecume It is proposed to save the city from further an object of intense interest to a lawyer. expense in the case of Gale, by an acquittal in full, and then servinj similar manner the first and each subse- i had married a nurse quent thief, house-burner or rough caught I him Mr.

Nugent Bell. Mr. Bell had perh'apa in heard of a Rev. Theophiius Hastings who Apropos of Venice, that gay capital has just receivod, as Secretary of the British Embassy, Mr. Robert Lytton, the son 01 Lord Lytton, better known as "Owen Mer edith," the author of "Lucille." This gen tleman's diplomatic career has made.him acquainted with many countries and cities.

It began some years ago in Washington, where he resided as attache of the English Legation, under Sir Henry Bulwer, his uncle. Thence he went to Florence, where bis Uterary character and poetical were sensibly influenced by intimate association with the Brownings, man anc wife, at that time living at Cosa From Florence he was transferred to Paris, and became a member of the diplomatic iamily of Lord Cowley, in the Faubourg St Bonore. Subsequently he served as Charge from which classic spot he sent "Lucille" to the press, his previous vot- ume, "Clytemnestra" and "The Wanderer," having-been written in Paris. Of late years Mr. Lytton has been Secretary oi Legation at Lisbon, and in the line of promotion he now goes to Vienna.

His predecessor at this latter post was the Hon. Julian Fane, his literary coUeague in tha poem of "Tannhouser." Mr. Lytton was named in London in 1865. Tbe History of a Busslan newspaper, Some interesting particulars ara given iy a journal in relation to the Bussian newspaper called the Bnsski Invalid, which has just died, after an existence of ialf a century. It was established in 1813 M.

Pezarovius, with the intention of devoting the proceeds to the help of wounded soldiers. The first copy was issued on the 1st of February, 1813, the number of subscribers being but twelve. At the end of three months there were eight hundred St Petersburg alone, and they quickly ncreased to four thousand. The brilliant success of the new journal had important results; and with its receipts and private donations its founder formed a consider- ible capital, to which he gave the name of Capital." In the very first year kL Pezarovius bestowed assistance or an vrcfll pension on four hundred and fifty ndividuala, and in the succeeding years upwards of twelve hundred, and et at the end of 1815 was able to give a donation of 395,000 silver roubles to the committee des blesses. After this date, the lew paper in question furnished the invalid nnd with an annual revenue of from to 40,000 roubles.

During the Crimean war, from 1853 to 1857, this income amounted to upwards of 100,000 silver roubles. Three years after, the law of the being altered, it was thought neces- ary to place the paper under the imme- liate management of the Ministry, and, since 1862, the Invalid has not only ceased be a source of income to the invalid and, but it has itself stood in need of a considerable subvention. In 1867 this amounted to 23,770 roubles, besides iremises furnished by the Crown to the hief editor and his staff of assistants. )ne not forget, adds the Moscow Gazette, that, sincethePoUahinsurrection, be Russia Invalid has played a most remarkable part among the Russian press. Hugh S.

Fallerton, late assistant hysioian to the Ohio State Lunatic Asylum, Oolnmbus, a letter published in Cincinati, says that the recent destruction of that tnilcling by fire, and the consequent loss of even lives, was "owing to the inefficiency, ie obstinacy, the ignorance and the drun- of the Columbus fire deportment." plying his vocation in La Crosse." Alma Express says: A little son of Geo. Cochrone, of the town of Gilmanton, was burned so badly as to cause one day last week. He was playing around a fire where they were killing hogs, when his clothes caught fire, and before any one was aware of his condition, he being alone, at the time, he was so severely burned as to die the next day. Waupun Times of the 8th says: "Last Saturday about 43 men, armed and equippe4 as the law directs, proceeded from this place to tear down the Horicon iu the Hastings family, in fulfillment of a rash promise that he would do so if he was ever appointed to two livings, of which be ultimately became the incumbent, much his surprise. old clergyman was said to be next heir, but he would prefer no claim.

'I won't make Betsy a he used to say. Now, theEnniskillen storekeeper waa his nephew. Mr. Nugent Bell's study of him resulted in making out that HUM Hastings was a descendant of a yonngev son of Earl Francis, who wedded with a Plantagenet, and that he was in the line of i male succession, Mr. Bell offered to puv- sua the the claim, and to be paid his Ices bU10 bU bCUl UUtYU liUC T1 but they came back without accom- onlv ho ectublished it In this he suc- plishing their object.

The Dam Company I ltar naving appealed the suit to the Supreme Court, operations are suspended until a decision can be rendered." mitted to the House of Peers in 1819; his son, Francis Hastings, the present Earl of Huntingdon, has worthily borne the title al men were seriously injured, almost fatally, by a coUision of two handcars on the St. Paul road near that city, hist week. A workman named Kehoe was run over and had his ankle badly bruised, knee dislocated and spine injured, but it was thought he would recover, though for a time his life was despaired of. the Democrat we learn that the Aldermen of the city of La Crosse spend more money at the saloons each year for beer, than the city spends in grading or opening streets. Out of twelve Aldermen, eight ot them, on the average, are in the saloons playing peanuckle and drinking beer from 8 o'clock in the morning till 12 at night ed by the steward of Henry I.

is likely Toronto Leader' to Lost on the Man Frosew to Death and Anollicr Badly froaeu. Says the Fort Dodge North-West ol'Nov- ember 26: Three trappers from Illinois passed through here about a mouth ago on their way west to begin the winter campaign against the mink and otter. They weru trapping in Buena Vista county and surrounding country. On Monday, the 16th. two of them started from Maplo River to go across the prairie to Storm Lake.

Our readers will all remember the severe snow Bacine Journal has the foUowing- storm that came on so suddenly during that "John Brooker, of this city, has in his possession a hen of the black Spanish breed, that is indeed a rara avis. Some two years ago it commenced turning white, but not by the process of moiling. The feathers reinained-oni. and gradually turned from jet block to snowy white; even the bill and toes turned white. About six months ago it began to turn black again.

And strange to say, Mr. Brooker has another hen of the same breed that has commenced turning white, and looks like an old chap who has grown lazy and neglecte his dye." Watertown Republican says: A number of persons who went from this vicinity, la it September, to Sauk county, br the purpose of picking hops, were obUged to come home without their pay. i. party who worked for a man living near lilbourn City, learned, last week, that he lad shipped a large quantity for Liverpool, md they at once gnamisheed the Mil. St.

E'ly, upon which they had been shipped, and the owner will doubtless be )bliged to settle the bill for picking'the tops before they wiU be allowed to go THE OBIOCJ or school- knows what fool cap paper is, but we loubt whether one in a hundred that daily use it, can tell why it was so OUver Cromwell became Protector, after he execution of Charles he caused the tamp of the cap of liberty to be placed on the paper used by the Government. Soor after the restoration of Charles II, he had occasion to use some paper for dispatches, md soma of the Government caper was irought to him. On looking at it and dis- this stamp, he inquired themean- ng of it, and on being told he said, "Take away, FU have nothing to do with a fool-' cap." That originated the term "foolscap 1 which has been applied to a size of writing usually about thirteen by sixteen inches. "A GLOVE SHOP "IN SEVILLE. A Seville glove shop is a curiosity.

The confer in idorned with a row of small cushions, the irobable use of which gives riseto avariety wild conjectures on the part of a strager. 'hese are ladies' elbows to rest upon, while the shop assistants men), pull the gloves on fofthem. No lady would dream of fitting herself with gloves ny more than with As senorns rather pique themselves on not wearing the some gloves more than once, the glove fit- ing operation has to be often repeated. Vbenever a row of women are seen under- oing the operation, the picture is sure to garnished with a fringe of admiring cavaliers. day.

The wind blew a terrific gale from, the northwest. The snow came driving down-in blinding fury, making it a fearful day for the traveler on the great uusettitt'i prairies. The two trappers pushed through the blinding storm all day, atij when night came no-friendly shelter was iu sight The storm had continued to tha night was dark, the air filled with driving snow, the road utterly hidden from sight. It was a. cheerless prospect before to continue on groping their way through the long hours of night, lost, and without hope of finding a friendly shelter, or lying down in the snow at the risk of freezing, to wait for After wandering around for a time they concluded to stop and dig a hole in a large snow-drift, which would afford a partial shelter from the fury of the storm tmt 1 morning.

When daylight appeared they crawled out and found themselves badly frozen. One of them, Charles Butler, insisted upon going on toward the lake, while the other as strongly insisted npou trying to find the nearest house. They finally Butler and his dog going in the direction of Storm Lake, while the other wandered around until he found a house. Before reaching it he became nearly deranged from his Having pulled off hia boots to rub his feet, he was nnablo to get them on and was compelled to walk several miles barefoot in the snow. When ha reached the house hia feet were badly frozen, mangled from the stubble of the harsh prairie grasp, bleeding and useless.

On Friday night Butler's dog came into Sac City, and made such demonstrations that some of the citizens who knew him, seeing him so lank and apparently nearly starved, became alarmed for the safety of his master. Early the next morning a party of men started ont, and following the dog, who ran on before them for about miles toward Storm Lake, they at last came upon the body of the unfortunate trapper, lying stork and rigid'in the snow." The dog had evidently stayed with hia master from Tuesday night until Friday, when, almost famished with hunger, he sought the settlements. We learn that Butler leaves a wife in- Illinois to mourn his sad fate. Reid, lobacco inspector, and eleven tobacco firms wore indicted in Govington, Ky. on the llth, by the United States Grand Jury, on a charge of conspiring to defraud the government by making incorrect returns of sales to the Assessor.

They were hulcl to bail in tho Bum of $4,000 each to answer before the. United States Court..