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THE NEWS.

Several mercantile firms suspended in London on the 16th, with aggregate liabilities of over a million pounds. Telegrams from Santander of the 16th say that the political situation in Madrid caused increasing uneasiness. A rumor prevailed that the Carlists were about to bombard Bilbao. The suspension of the firm of Bennett, Benson & Co., of Quebec, was announced on the 16th, with liabilities estimated at over $1,000,000. The commission to examine the Cus-tom-House building in Chicago reported on the 16th. It is said they recommend the demolition of the entire structure. Dispatches of the 16th say that the difficulties between the Baltimore & Ohio and the Pennsylvania Railroad Companies had been settled. An explosion occurred in a building used for the manufacture of fireworks in Boston on the 16th, and several lives were lost. The cause of the explosion was unknown. The schedule of Abraham Jackson, the Boston lawyer charged with being a defaulter, shows liabilities $417,720 and assets $171,618. The New Hampshire House of Representatives on the 15th, after a lengthy debate, passed the resolution reported by the Committee on Elections that Raymond and Harding (Democrats) were not entitled to seats—l 73 to 136. A tornado passed over Quincy, 111., on the morning of the 15th, which destroyed property to the value of about SIOO,OOO. Fortunately only one life was lost. Three three-card monte swindlers have recently been tried and convicted by a Chicago jury and sentenced to the Penitentiary—one for three years and the others for one year each. The Minnesota Reform State Convention met at Mfnneapolis on the 16th and nominated Prof. R. F. Humiston for Governor, .T. B. Tuttle for Lieutenant-Gov-ernor, John H. Stevens for Secretary of State and H. D. Brown for Treasurer. A platform was adopted, declaring, among other things, that competency, honesty and sobriety should be considered indispensable qualifications for holding public office, and that removal for mere difference of political opinion is a practice opposed to sound policy. Additional failures were reported in London on the 17th, the following among others: Malcolm, Hudson & Co.; A. Genzales & Co.; Young, Borthwick & Co.; John Anderson & Co.; J. C. Fonlier; Westhead & Co., of Manchester; John Strachan & Co., and Henry Adamson & Sons, ship and insurance brokers. The liabilities of the suspended firms range from $1,000,000 to $12,000,000. Portugal has prohibited the importation of American potatoes. The Boston centennial celebration on the 17th of the battle of Bunker Hill was a complete success in all respets. There were over 300,000 strangers in the city on the occasion. The procession was ten miles long and was over four hours passing a given point. George Washington Warren presided, and the oration was delivered by Gen. Charles Devens, Jr. Gen. Sherman, Govs. Hartranft of Pennsylvania, Beadle of New Jersey, Ingersoll of Connecticut, and Vice-President Wilson made short addresses. The Pennsylvania State Temperance Convention assembled at Harrisburg on the 16th and nominated Hon. Robert Audley Brown for Governor and Elijah F. Henry Packer for State Treasurer. The platform adopted pronounces in favor of woman suffrage and against sectarian schools.

The National Board of Trade, at its session in Philadelphia on the 17th, adopted a resolution expressing its gratification that Congress had fixed a day for the resumption of specie payment, but begged Congress to place at the earliest period all possible means in the hands of the Secretary of the Treasury for the execution of the law providing for resumption at the time named. The Ohio Democratic State Convention met at Columbus on the 17th and renominated Hon. Wm. Allen for Governor. The remainder of the ticket is as follows: For LieutenantrGovemor, Samuel F. Cary, of Hamilton; Supreme Judge, Thomas Q. Ashburn, of Clermont ; Auditor, E. M. Greene, of Shelby; Treasurer, John Schreiner, of Meigs; Attorney-Gen-eral, Thomas E. Powell, of Delaware; member of the Board of Public Works, H. E. O’Hogan, of Erie. The platform favors limiting the President’s service to one term at a salary of $25,000 a year and demands that the present financial policy of the General Government be abandoned, and that “the volume of currency be made and kept equal to the wants of the trade, leaving the restoration of legal tenders to par with gold to be brought about by promoting the industries of the people and not by destroying them.” Several extensive additional failures in London and Manchester were reported on the 18th. A special to the London Times of the 19th says the King of Burmah, being convinced of his inability to successfully oppose the English, had yielded all the points in dispute, and indicated a desire for peace. The National Board ofTrade adjourned on the 18th, after passing several resolutions relative to transportation, reciprocity with Canada, etc. These declare that experience has shown that the attempt to regulate the details of railroad management is inexpedient, but that certain laws of a general character can be passed and enforced which are both practicable and necc*»ary for the protection of the publio

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interest, and favor the appointment of a commission to confer with a like commission on the part of the Dominion of Canada on the subject of reciprocity. Severe earthquake shocks were experienced in some portions of Ohio and Indiana on the 18th. A colored woman at Burlington, lowa, was burned to death on the night of the 18th by the explosion of a kerosene lamp. United States troops are concentrating on the Mexican border, and a man-of-war has been ordered to the mouth of the Rio Grande. St. Louis was visited by a violent thunder and rain storm on the night of the 18th, and many portions of the city were deluged. The storm extended throughout Missouri and portions of Illinois, lowa and Nebraska. On the 17th five men were killed and six injured by a collision between a freight and stock train on the Burlington & Missouri River Railroad, near Chariton, lowa. E. D. Jewett & Co., of St. Johns, N. 8., lately failed with nearly $6,000,000 liabilities. A dispatch of the 19th from Liverpool makes announcement of the dangerous illness of Lady Franklin and requests the churches of America to pray for her recovery. M. Firman, an American Spiritualist who professed to photograph deceased persons, has been sentenced to six months’ imprisonment by a Parisian court as a common swindler. The United States Consul at Chen Kiang, China, was recently insulted by some Chinese soldiery. He was compelled to place himself under the protection oi the British Consulate.

On the evening of the 18th a fire broke out in the Government excise buildings in Dublin, Ireland, which, before it was extinguished, destroyed 5,000 casks of whisky and twenty-five houses, worth from $500,000 to $1,000,000. In order to stop the spread of the flames a large quantity of the spirits was turned into the streets, and many of the bystanders gathered it up and drank it. From this cause three had died on the 20th and seventeen were in hospital. A Washington dispatch of the 19th says that a naval force with steam launches had been ordered to the mouth of the Rio Grande to look after our interests there and unite w T ith the army in suppressing Mexican raids.

J. J. Hinds, of Alabama, United States Marshal, and late mail contractor, was recently tried in Washington on a charge of bribing employes of the Postofflce Departmen to alter a bid made by him, and found “not guilty.” There are three other indictments pending against him. A fire in Pittsburgh, Pa., on the morning of the 19th destroyed property in the business portion of the city valued at nearly $1,000,000. Sixty buildings in Grand Rapids, Mich., were burned on the 19th, and thirty or forty familes were rendered homeless. Loss between $200,000 and $300,000. A New Orleans special of the 20tli says a Deputy United States Marshal had arrived ip that city with eight citizens under arrest, charged with intimidation. Rev. 8. D. Hinman, A. Comingo, W. H. Ashley and J. D. Collins (Secretary), members Of the commission to negotiate with the Sioux Indians relative to the Black Hills, have been designated to proceed to the Indian country in advance of the remainder of the commission to ascertain all matters of interest pertaining'to the proposed adjustment of difficulties. On the 21st the French Assembly voted a grant of $120,000 to properly represent France at the United States Centennial. The London committee announced on the 21st that the Carlists had entered Castile, and that they had been well received.

In the course of his address to the jury in the Beecher case on the 21st Mr. Beach said that jurors had been approached in the Beecher interest, to which a member of the jury took exception and stated that envelopes containing extracts from the New York Sun against Mr. Beecher had been sent to the jurymen. Mr. Beach then stated that he could produce evidence of attempts at bribery of the jury by partisans of the defense, and asked the Court when the proofs should be produced. Judge Neilson replied that after the close of the case would be the proper time to submit such evidence. The telescope in the Dearborn Observatory of the University of Chicago has been placed in position. It is said to be one of the largest and best instruments of the kind in the world. The new Chicago City Directory contains 146,133 names, indicating a population of about 438,000.

THE MARKETS.

Juke 19,1875. NEW YORK. Live Stock.—Beef Cattle—sll.sool3.6o. Hogg —Live, $7.375407.50. Sheep—Live, $4.5005.75. Bkeadstuffs.—Flour —Good to choice, $5,300 5.65; white wheat extra, $5.7006.40. Wheat—No. 2 Chicago, $1.1401.14*4; No. 2 Northwestern, $1.14*401.15; No. 2 Milwaukee spring, $1,160 1.17. Rye—Western and State, 90c051.00. Barley— $1.2501.30. Corn—Mixed Western, 830 84c. Oats—Mixed. Western, 68069*4c. Provisions.—Pork—New Mess, $19.40019.50. Lard—Prime Steam, 13*4013*4c. Cheese—so 12V4C. Wool.—Domestic fleece, 42063 c. CHICAGO. Lit* Stock.—Beeves —Choice, $6.2506.40; good, $5.8506.15; medium. $5.5005.75; butchers’ stock, $4.0005.25; stock cattle, $3.5004.75. Hogs—Live, $6.6506.90. Sheep—Good to choice, $4.2504.50. Provisions.—Butter—Choice, 20025 c. Eggs— Fresh, 15*4016c. Pork-Mess, $18.45018.50. Lard -$12.95018.00. Breadstuff*.— Flour—White Winter Extra, $6,000743; iprinf extra, $4,5504*87ty. Wheat-

OUR AIM: TO FEAR GOD, TELE THE TRUTH AND MAKE MONET.

RENSSELAER, INDIANA, FRIDAY, JUNE 25, 1875.

SprU«, Mo- *. *T@B7*e. Corn—No. 8, « ©6B?4C. Oato-No. 2, 58058*c. Rye-No. 8, 95096 c. Barley—No. 2, sl-3601.38. Lumber.—First Clear, $48.00050.00; Second Clear, $48.00047.00; Common Boards, SIO,OOO 11.00; Fencing, $11.00; “A” Shingles, $2.75 03.00; Lath, $1.7602.00. CINCINNATI. BnADsnnm. —Flour— $5.3505.45. Wheat—'Red, $1.8001.25. Corn—72o74c. Eye-SIA« 01.10. Oats—64o67c. Barley—No. 8, $1.2001.26. Pno visions.—Pork —slß.6solß.7s- Lard —13*4 oi3*c. BT . LOUIS. Lit* Stock.—Beeves—Good to choice, $5,750 6.50. Hogs—Live, $6.2507.50. Hhhimtitth.—Flour—XX Fall, $5.0005.50. Wheat—No. 2 Bed Fall, $1.8401.3454. CornNo. 2,6711068 c. Oats—No. 2,58059 c. ByeNo. 2, $1.0801.12. Barley—No. 2, $1.2001.82. Provisions.- -Pork—Mess, $19.25019.35. Lard -1254013 c. MILWAUKEE. BnsADBTDTV9.—FIour —Spring XX, $4.750 500. Wheat-Spring, No. 1, $1.035401.04; N0.2,99*c. osl.OO*. Corn—No. 2,6754068 c. Oats—No. 2, 5754058 c. Bye—No. 1,9409454 c. Barley—No. 2, $1.2001.25. DETROIT. Bbbamtuffs. —Wheat—Extra, $1.275401-28. Corn—No. 1,70072 c. Oats—No. 1,6106154 c. TOLEDO. Bread stuffs. —Wheat Amber Michigan, $1.235401.24; No. 2 Red, $1.2401.2454- CornHigh Mixed, 7407454 c. Oats—No. 2,6054061 c. CLEVELAND. Bkx ads tufts. —Wheat —No. 1 Red, $1.24540 I.®; No. 2 Red, $1.195401-20. Corn—High Mixed, 74075 c. Oats—No. 1,6654067 c. BUFFALO. Livx Stock. Beeves —$5.6007.25. Hogs— Live, $7.0007.25. Bheep—Live, $4.7505.25. EAST LIBERTY. Lit* Stock.—Beeves—Best, $7.2507.60; me dium, $6.0006.25. Hogs—Yorkers, $7.2007.30; Philadelphia, $7.6007.75. Sheep—Best, $5,250 5.50; medium, $4.7505.00.

ITEMS OF INTEREST.

A breech of the piece—Butt of a gun. Only two of the States let first cousins wed. A metallic sort of marriage is one where the bride’s tin is matched by the bridegroom’s brass. Prof. H. R. Palmer’s Musical Institute at Dunkirk, N. Y. t begins July 19, and holds four weeks. Chicago cannot .boast of any Bunker Hills, but then she has plenty of bunko hells. —Chicago Journal. Donaldson says he expects to be killed this summer on some of his balloon trips. He has unroofed barns and knocked down chimneys nntil he has a presentiment of shot-guns. When they build a railroad the first thing they do is to break ground. This is often done with great ceremony! They then break the stockholders. This is done without ceremony.

“Ah,” said John Henry, the other day, “ England is a lovely country. Marriage contracts are still in fashion there, and one lawyer can ask the other: ‘Does your client snore ?’ ” A Mr. Francis Galton has been comparing schoolboys in town and country, and announces that at the age of fourteen the average rural pupil is an inch and a quarter taller and seven pounds heavier than his city cousin. They had a good deal of trouble with an elephant in Rhode Island recently. It appears that they were feeding one end of him in Massachusetts and the other end got into a farm-yard in Connecticut. The neighbors came out and attacked the Connecticut end with pitchforks, and the Massachusetts end got mad. There was a good deal of excitement for a time, and a majority of the inhabitants stepped over into the adjoining States till it was over. —Norwich Bulletin.

Mrs. Blibkins says she’s not a-going for to go to any of your stuck-up, fashionable summer resorts this season, but she and little Tommy and “my darter Mary Jane” are a-going for to go down to Uncle Daniel’s farm, where the milk is pure; where no “style” is seen or expected, and where it costs less ’an nothing for livin’. But ’sposin’ Uncle Dan and his wife should not be favorably disposed to this little sponging arrangement? Has the madam thought of that?— Exchange. There is a very good reason to suspect, the New York Times says, that numbers of those persons who are supposed to die intestate do not so die in fact. In too many instances the will has been destroyed. The temptation offered is too strong to be resisted. There is a bright fire in the grate, and standing beside it the finder of the will peruses clause after clause only to discover that a sum infinitely less than he thinks his due has been bequeathed to him. Let him drop the document into the flames, and, under the assumed intestacy, a handsome slice must be his. The solicitor may, indeed, produce a duplicate, which can be entered for probate, and the criminal may thus find himself defeated. But what then? The crime, at all events, cannot be brought home to him. It was the opinion of one of those most experienced in testamentary suits that the offense was frequently perpetrated.

The prince of haberdashers does business in Boston. He employs in his establishment many women, and his regulation is that when a female enters his employ she is informed by the head of the firm that whenever she is not serving customers she is at liberty to sit down in a comfortable chair, provided for her, and take it easy, and that the approach of one of. the proprietors is not to scare her into an appearance of “being busy.” She is also to have four weeks’ vacation every summer, and when she is ill her salary is continued without interruption. By these rules the dry-goods man maintains a spirit of loyalty among his employes and gets quite as much work out of them as if they were kept upon their feet for ten hours and treated like slaves. If poor young women will not do household work, and will insist upon ruining their health in fashionable dry-goods establishments, their life behind the counter should be deprived of ftß many of its thorns as is-possible,

THE FARMER KINO. The farmer sat in nia-old arm-chair, Rosy and fair, Contented there, “ Kate, I declare,” He said to his wife, who was knitting near, “ We need not fear The hard times here, Though the leaf of life is yellow and sere. “ I’m the king and you are the queen Of this fair scene, Those fields of green " And gold between, These cattle grazing upon the hill, Taking their fill, And sheep so still, Like many held by a single will. “ These barnyard fowls are our subjects all; They heed the call, And like a squall On fast wings fall, Whenever we scatter for them the grain. ’Tis not in vain We live and reign In this our happy and calm domain. “ And whether the days be dim or fine, In rain and shine, These lands of mine, These fields of thine, In cloudy shade and in sunny glow, Will overflow With crops that grow, When gold is high and when it is low. “ Unvexed with shifting of stocks and shares, And bulls and bears, And strifes and cares, And the affairs Of speculation in mart and street, In this retreat Sweet peace can meet With plenty on her rural beat.” —George W. Bungay.

A PAWNBROKER'S STORY.

As a pawnbroker in a populous suburb of London I have bad occasion to see painful and sometimes not unpleasing phases of society. Just to give an idea of what occasionally comes under the notice of persons in my profession, I shall describe a little incident and its consequences. One evening 1 stepped to the door for a little fresh air and to look about me for a moment. While I was gazing up and down the road I sa v a tidily-dressed young person step up to our side door. She walked like a lady—and let me tell you that in nine cases out of ten it’s the walk and not the dress which distinguishes the lady from the servant girl—and first she looked about, and then she seemed to make up her mind in a flurried sort of way, and in a moment more was standing it our counter, holding out a glittering something in a little, trembling hand covered with a worn kid glove. ***■ My assistant, Isaacs, was stepping forward to take the seal, when I came in and interposed. The poor young thing was so nervous and shy and altogether so unused to this work that I felt for her as if she had been my own daughter almost. She couldn’t have been above eighteen years old; too frail and gentle a creature.

“If you please, will you tell me,” she said timidly, in a very sweet, low voice, trembling with nervousness, “ what is the value of this seal?” “ Well, miss,” I said, taking the seal into my hand and looking at it—it was an old-fashioned seal, such as country gentlemen used to wear, with a coat-of-arms cut upon it—“ that depends upon whether you want to pledge it or to sell it outright.” “lam married, sir,” and she said the words proudly, and with dignity, though still so shy, and seeming ready to hurst outcrying; “and my husband is very ill—and—and ” And then the tears wouldn’t be kept back any longer, and she sobbed as if her poor little heart would break. “ There, there, my dear,” I said to her; “don’t cry; it will all come right in time;” and I tried to comfort her as well as I could in my own rough-and-ready way. “ I will lend you, ma’am,” I said to her at last; “ a sovereign upon this seal; and if you wish to sell it, perhaps I may be able to sell it for you to advantage.” And so I gave her a pound; it was more than the thing was worth as a pledge, and she tripped away with a lighter heart, and many thanks to me, and I thought no more of the matter at the time.

The very next day, the day before Christmas, there came into our place of business a very eccentric gentleman, who had called upon us pretty often before, not for the sake of pawning anything, though he was generally dressed shabby enough, too. But he was a collector, one of those men who are mad upon old china and curiosities of all sorts.. “Anything in my way, to-day, Mr. Davis?” he s&id, in his quick, energetic manner, with a jolly smile upon his face, and putting dowp the cigarette he was smoking upon the edge of the counter. The Rev. Mr. Broadman is a collector of gems and rings and seals, and in fact of any stones that have heads or figures engraved upon them, and I had been in the habit of putting aside for him whatever in this way passed through our hands, for he gave us a better price than we should have got for them at the quarterly sales. “ The fact is, Davis,” he used to say to me, “ these things are invaluable. Many of them are as beautiful, on a small scale, as the old Qreek sculptures, and some of them even by the same artists, and they are made no longer, you see, for in this busy nineteenth century of ours time and brains are too precious to be spent on these laborious trifles. ” Now, although I had no stones of the kind he wanted just then, it entered into my head that I would tell him about the seal which had come into my possession the evening before.

1 told him the story somewhat as I have just told it to you. He listened attentively to all I said. When I had done he looked at the seal and said: “ I observe that it has the heraldic emblem of a baronet.” He then congratulated me upon the way in which I had acted. He asked, too, for this young lady’s address, which she had given me quite correct, and then he left the shop without another word. You must give me leave to tell the rest of the story in my own way, although it may be a very different way from that which the reverend personage employed in relating it to me afterward.

It seemed that it was a runaway match. A country baronet’s son who had fallen in love with the clergyman’s daughter in the village where his father lived, and they had run away together and got married. Then they came up to London, these two poor young things, for neither his father, nor hers either, for the matter of that, would have anything to say to the match—he full of hopes of getting on in the literary and artistic line; and she, poor creature, full of trust in him. The project of living by literature did not turn out what was expected. The young fellow, without experience or friends, spent much time going about from one publisher to another, and sending his writings to the editors of the various magazines—which I need not say were always “ returned with thanks.” And then he fell ill; typhus, I fancy, brought on by insufficient nourishment and bad drainage and disappointed hopes. The Registrar-General doesn’t give a return of these cases in any list that I am aware of. But we see something of them in our line of business, nevertheless.

It was just at this time that Mr. Broadman found out Mrs. Vincent; for that was the name of the young lady who came to my shop with the gold seal. Cambridge Terrace is not very far from the Angel at Islington, and there, in a little back street of small, respectable houses, inhabited by junior clerks, with here and there a lodging-house, in one of which Mr. and Mrs. Vincent lived. They were rather shy, at first, of a stranger, and a little proud and haughty, perhaps. People who have seen better days, and ase down upon their luck, are apt to be so. But the parson, with his pleasant ways and cheery voice, soon made it all right and, in a jiffy, he and Mr. Vincent were talking about college, for they had both been to the same university. And there was soon even a smile, too—a wan smile enough—upon the poor invalid’s sharp-cut, thin face, with the hollow, far-away eyes, which looked at you as if out of a cavern. He was the wreck of a fine young fellow, too; of ose who had been used to his hunting and shooting, and all the fine country sports which make broad-chest-ed, strong-limbed country people the envy of us poor, thin, pale townsfolk. Mr. Broadman came direct to me when he left them. I did not live far off, and he thought that I might lend them a neighbor’s help. “ Davis,” said he, “ that poor fellow is dying; I can see death in his eyes.” “ What is he a-dying of?” I replied. He looked at me steadfastly a moment, and I could see a moisture in his eye as he said, slowly and solemnly: “Of starvation, Davis—of actual want of food.” “ A gentleman starving, in London, in Islington, a baronet’s son, too! Why, it’s incredible.”

“Not at all,” said Mr. Broadman; “ these are the very people who do die of starvation in London, and in all great cities. Not the poor, who know where the workhouse is, and who can get at the relieving officer if the worst comes to the worst; but the well-born who have fallen into destitute poverty and who carry their pride with them, and dive into a back alley, like some wild animal into a hole, to die alone. Mr. Vincent wants wine and jellies, and all sorts of good things—if help hasn’t come too late. No, no, my friend,” he continued, putting back my hand, for I was ready to give my money in a proper cause. “ No, no; I have left them all they want at present, Davis. But I’ll tell you what you can do; you can, if you like to play the good Samaritan, go and see them, and cheer them up a bit. Mrs. Vincent hasn’t forgotten your kindness to her, I can assure you. And I think her husband would like to thank you too, and it would rouse him up a bit, perhaps.” And then Mr. Broadman told me, shortly, some, thing of what those two poor things had gone through—she, loving and trusting him so; and he, half mad he had brought her to this pass, and could do nothing for her.

Mr. Broadman wrote that very day to the baronet; a-proud, hard man, I’m told. But the letter he wrote back was soft enough, and melting to read; it was so full of human nature, you see—the father’s heart swelling up at the thought of getting back his son, and bursting through the thick crust of pride which had prevented him from making the first advances. And the parson says to me*. “Well, Mr. Davis,” he said, “there are many people kept asunder only for want of somebody to go between them, you see, and make peace.” And I said, partly to myself: “Why shouldn’t Christianity itself be such a general peacemaker as that?” “Ay,” replied Mr. Broadman, “if people only believed in it properly.” That very day we got the baronet’s letter I was on my way in the afternoon to Cambridge Terrace to pay my respects to Mrs. Vincent—and I’d had sent in a few bottles of gold old port wine from py own wine-merohant—at least as good

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as can be got for money or love. Well, when I got near the door, I saw an old gentleman walking up and down, a little disturbed, apparently, in his mind at finding himself in such a queer locality, and as if looking for something or somebody. A short, rosyfaced person he was, clean shaved as a pin, and very neat and old-fashioned in his dress; and with that sort of an air about him which marks an English country gentleman wherever he may be. Well, we soon got into talk, for I’d spotted the baronet in a moment and he was anxious to find out something about his son as soon as he heard that I knew a little of the young couple. “ And you do not think, sir, that my—that Mr. Vincent is dangerously ill?” said the old baronet; and there was a sob in his voice as he spoke, and his hand trembled as he laid it upon mine. “Here is the house, sir,” I said; “and you will be able to judge for yourself.” He went in. At least the baronet went into the room, trembling in every limb with the excitement of seeing his son. But when he set eyes on him the poor old man was so startled that he could scarcely speak. His son saw him and tried to rise, but fell back feebly into his chair. “Dear father,” he murmured weakly, stretching out a thin, trembling hand, “forgive—

But the father was on his knees, by the chair, in a moment, clasping his son’s head in his arms, and fondling him as he had done when the man was a baby. “What have Ito forgive? You must forgive me for being so hard, my dear boy, and get better soon, Wilfred, my son, my son!” I too had come into the room; I could not help it, I was so interested and excited. But I saw that in the young man’s face which made my heart sink in my bosom like lead. The young wife saw it too, and gave one, two, three sharp screams, as if a knife had been thrust into ber side. Mr. Broadman saw it; and, quietly kneeling down, commended to God —as well as he could, for sobbing—the soul of His servant departing this life. And I—well, why should I be ashamed to confess it?—l knelt down too, and cried like a child; f»r the young man had died in his father’s arms at the very moment of reconciliation.— Chambers' Journal.

A Joke That Missed Fire.

Cooley’s oldest boy is a little too fond of playing practical jokes. The other evening he went up into the third-story back room in which the hired man sleeps, and fixing a piece of stout twine to the bed-clothes he ran it down-stairs into his own room, with the intent to remove the covers from the hired man as soon as that individual got into bed. The Cooleys had just taken down their winter stoves, and they had the parlor stove standing temporarily at the head of the third-story stairs. The man discovered the string juas as he was retiring, and, comprehending the motive of the intended trick, he quietly untied it, and fastened it to the stove. The boy meantime had gone to bed and forgotten about the string. But about ten o’clock Mr. Cooley, who was up-stairs getting apples in the garret, caught his foot in the string as he was coming down the steps. He fell, and pulled the stove over after him, and the next moment Cooley, a pan of apples, and about forty pieces of stove, stove-pipe, grates and brick lining were rattling down-stairs-with a noise like a volley of musketry, As Cooley lay on the landing, with a pile of apples and cast-iron heaped upon him, Mrs. Cooley and the boy and the servants came rushing out to ascertain what on earth was the matter. As they approached, Cooley said: “ Terrible, wasn’t it? Awfulest earthquake we ever had in this country.” “Was there a real earthquake?” asked Mrs. Cooley. “ I didn’t feel a shake.” “Didn’t feel it!” exclaimed Cooley taking a stove-leg out of his shirt-collar and brushing the soot from his clothes “Didn’t feel it? Why, my gracious! The house rocked like a cradle. I thought she’d go clear over every minute. It’s the worst shock I ever felt. Sent me skipping down-stairs with things a rattling arter me till I thought the roof had bursted in. There’s something queer about these natural convulsions. These scientific men say that the shake always moves kinder in waves from east to west, so that if it comes from the Hello! what’s this?” exclaimed Cooley, discovering the twine wrapped around his leg. “ Who tied that string to that there stove?” As he looked around inquiringly he observed his oldest boy suddenly mount upon the bannister and glide swiftly down to the first floor, where he stood waiting for an offensive movement on the part of his father. Then Cooley leaned over the railing, and, shaking his fist at him, said: “ You wicked little scoundrel, if you ain’t a candidate for the gallows I’m no judge. You come up here and go to bed, and to-morrow morning I’ll tan your hide for you with a bed-slat. You mind me? I’ll give you enough earthquake to make you dance from here to the equator, you tow-headed.outcast!” Then the family went to bed, and the boy crept softly up the kitchen stairs, thinking there was not much fun in such jokes, anyhow.— Max Adder, tnN. F. Weekly. ' .y-': —This is the time of year when mothers and daughters endeavor to give the breakfast-table chat a wateringplace tint, while the old gentleman eats hastily ana depart! promptly to hUbqsl* new.

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German Ceremonials.

Of customs we can only speak very generally as regards a country where every province has its own peculiar traditions, an dwhere a conservative affection has preserved these with an almost religious exactitude. Very unpleasant, according to our ideas, is the rule that strangers must make the first advance. Thus, when you arrive in a town where you propose to remain for any length of time, you will provide yourself with an introduction or two, you will procure a list of the .Benoratioren, or honorabilities, of the place, and you will drive from door to door leaving cards. These cards will presently be returned, and shortly afterward a footman or laquait ds place will call, ask to see the Hersehaften , and will then in due form deliver his master’s message, requesting the honor of your company at dinner on such a day, at three, four or five o’clock, as the case may be. When you arrive on the festive scene it will be your duty to request the hostess to introduce you to all the ladies present. This she will do, presenting you to the excellencies and distinguished persons first, the tour being made according to the nicest gradation of etiquette, so that beginning with an Embassadress you will end with a Lieutenant’s wife, and then in turn have to receive your court, namely, the husbands of all those ladies to whom you have been doing reverence* The courtesyings, the obeisances, the compliments, at once embarrass, annoy and tickle you. Your stiff backbone doesn’t take kindly to the prostrations; your knees resent the genuflections; you scorn to grovel, yet you fear to offend; you feel ridiculous in your unwonted antics, and are afraid of'falling; and yet a sense*of humor would make „it difficult, were you more at ease, to abstain from shouts of laughter at the bobbing, sliding, gliding and grimacing in which you are playing such an unwilling pari You feel that these ladies who dip and wriggle as to the manner born are criticising your want of grace, your rustic air, your woodenjointed reverences, and yet you swear to yourself by all your gods that no inch lower than is consistent with your ideas of personal dignity will you sink before these your fellow-creatures. The blood rushes to your face, partly in pride, partly in embarrassment, and you wish yourself well out of this gal&re; yet you are angry with yourself with an unreasoning anger for your want of philosophy and your unpliable spine. Experience, it is true, will make these scenes familiar and indifferent to you; you will gather courage to preserve your natural gait, to grant your limbs the freedom to which they have been accustomed, to be polite and pleasant, and to go your own way without attempting to ape manners that went out of fashion in your own country a century ago. It is only the first step that costs; but it costs a great deal; and it is not easy for a very young woman to preserve the juste milieu between a modest desire to conform to the customs of./ the country and a sense of mortification at aping manners which she does not admire, ana cannot cordially desire to successfully imitate. The absurdity of a German courtesy would be ridiculous if it were not sublime. In all the sociable little Reidem towns the ministers, being allowed a certain yearly sum for Tafelgeld (table money), are bound to give a proportionate number of balls and dinners; and to these (if you are of the Gesellschafl) you are certain to be bidden. To leave you out because you give neither balls nor dinners in return would be to insult your class; and this liberal view of social obligations produces a most pleasant result. How many charming young married women there are among us who would be glad to amuse themselves, happy to dance in muslin, if Mechlin be denied them; how many that would adorn society, make drawing-rooms that are dull with dowagers and diamonds gay with bright youth and pleasant laughter; yet they are not asked, because they give no dinners in return, because the rich man’s wife, who is blazing with diamonds of the Golconda and the gold of Ophir, would wonder at the simplicity displayed in the cheap gown of the “ young person” opposite, and marvel at the “ queer people” you had got about you. In Germany there is no snobbishness; there it class prejudice; but let it only be known that you are a lady, your welcome will be just as warm, though you come in cloth of frieze instead of in cloth of gold. Yon are asked toamose and to be amused; yon can enjoy yourself quite as well, though you be only a Lieutenant’s wife, as though you were a Countess from before the deluge; and the consequence of this liberal view of things is that youth and gayety and fresh toilets and bright faces are generally to be found at German balls, thongh there may not he so much jewelry and pomp and circumstance as your prejudiced mind may deem desirable on such festive occasions. What you are, not what you have, is the only matter to be considered, and to insure your welcome.—Berlin Lettei in N. T. Paper. Charles O’ Conor doesn’t encourage tailors muchly, and his hat is probably the worst hat exhibited on a good head on Broadway. There is a tradition among the New York lawyers that Mr. O’Conor’s hat was presented to him on the day of his admission to the bar, and that he has been wearing it and sitting on it alternately ever since. The story is rather tough, but they say that the hat is fearfully and wonderfully mellow. ’ —Gen. Sherman lately told the St. Louis woman suffragists to ask for all they were entitled to and grtttnble for the felt, the way the *ojer boys do.