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A Family Newspaper Devoted to Education, Agriculture, Commerce, Markets, General Intelligence, Foreign and Domestic News. VOL. 4. NO. 13.1 PLYMOUTH, INDIANA, THURSDAY, JUNE 7, 1855. WHOLE NO. 1G8.

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ADVErVTI SING. 0.1 mpiaro three in.-eiti"iis or lcs 1.00. K ich iv Ulitio'aal insertion 2.5-. 3 miM. C 9 inn. 7. Oil 10.CO 12 3 l r, in 18.00 20,00 IS ms. i 00 12.00 1.00 20.00 '25 00 O jq i ire J 1.03 Two j'i:jrt'! fi.00 Turee .1-. 7,00 Q; ter. ein. 9,0. Hill" Ji. 12.00 One .1 . 20.00 I..0I) ,oo 10 0!) 12.00 15.00 2-voa 35.00 H-ifim'ss C ml inserted i u yen $5, 00. L'';l adv.-rtiscninit ru'i't he h.1i in ndv;i'ice or ii'-cr!vl sit -irity. Advertiser? er.ts, tri:i- n itm irked, will he inserted till forbidden. hü 1 rh irsr-d nt the iitinvp mtc. A certain member of Congress from one of the eastern States was speaking, one day, onsme important question, unci h-c-rritj very animate J. during which sat a brother member, his opponent on the question, smiling.' This annoyed him vrry nuicli, an I he indignantly demanded rvhy the gentleman from was laugh i us at liim. 'I was smiling at tout min ner ot making monkey fices, sir, wis the r-p!y. '0, I nidke monkey faces, do l! W I. ?ir. you Inve no occasion to try x p-ri:npnt. for nitiire h issavcit yuu the tronble. Th hammer was distinct ly hard amid a roir of laughter, calling ths house to ordr. v . .... A wag seeing n U ly ut a party with an f r eedinlv low nfck-d dress Pnd bare arms, rxproffpj his h dmiration by snying t!iit she 'outstripped' the whol party. An aminb!e corrrspon .dent D-nti-frice ivishes to s?c t!ie following lines in print: r.. M'T.T j Jars of Jell v' , Jar f jnm. Jars of f -olte I t -. i" and Lvi. Jars of early i:''vvd",rry ni e. Jirs of n:'ncc-i.itat, yirs of pic Jura of oraiiiTc marmnlade, Jars of pickles, ell home ins Jars of cordial, hoi.-c m vle wine. J ar of h :. ; . ru;-rC:i : "VVuld t!.e only j us were these That occur in f.miilie -:! In thn waj ot Srpu'.chral liieratur-. 5ivs th Ivni-kerbfkf r. we remember rn thing better than the lldlovMng, copieu from an old S oitii tomb stone; Here lies the body of .Alexander MT!icr.;o:i AVho wa-: ft vt ry extraordinary p'-rvn: lie w. two yard l-'irh in hi: s'ockir feet. And Vt;t h:s accvulrcm-nls clean and .eat. He w..s A :w At t' e hattlr of W'a'er'oo; I!- wa s!iot hy -i !idl't rhivsp throMrh t, iruM.-t, I' went in a! his t!. ro.it, üil c.n.e out at t!.e hack of his cut " IJeiiip 'sfeu-fa in this wa is si worse death lhan tle Pennsylvania legislator, who came to !:is end. in the lingoi' of colleague by 'bein thrw from a horse.' The abeve is ood. vrtT ci-o.l. indc-d: bllt nothing to compare 'vith Xh heauM ful ej-itajdi 'Tiitten by M Jidin Ol'apo 1. tf Tr nns 1 vania, on the. death of his io infant children: ' Here l'e,rdne lies' m 'ead as nils, Vot Co hnr, kii: mit n.uc fits; He You'd not let. 'cm tay l.-iit me, S'o took 'em ho;j;e to stay mi'. I.e." Thf same nllemnn rJso wrote his own epitaph, which runs t'nis; "Here lies the pody of Zhann Olhipo l: Have mercy oi Ids sou!, O flot; As fie would ln if e vn flot, An I Got was oM '.),. viz Olhpo l. Oni'.e a jnlie hippeinMl to nn of the Joctors t!ie oilrr dav. ordered s'impowerful medicine for a ick hoy. and the father not likiiig the appearance 'f it. forced it down the cat's throat, and '.vhen the doctor called egain and inquired if the powder hid cured the boy, the father replied No, we didnt give it to him.' Good Heaven.-! exclaimed the doctor, is the child livinsi? 'Yes. answered the father, hut tho ol i cat is::'t we gave it to her. Why don't vou give us a little Gr-ek an.l Litia rjccYinany?' asked a country drrtcon of the ?biw minister. N. Why. Jo you understand tho?2 lan guag.-s? Nj, hut we pay for the best, and ought to have

Widow Grizzle's husband lately died of cholera. In the midst of his most acute bodily pain, after the hand of death had .toothed him. and while wriihin in zo- - mt . . O e -n)Vi5 "gentle wife ehui t him. Well, s Mr)rizzle. you rieed"nt kick round so and wear the sheets all out, if you are

ly mg.' 0,i9 of our Western villages passed an ordinance forbidding taverns to sell liquors on the Sibbath to any person except travellers. The next Sunday every man in town was walking around with with a valige in one hand and a pair of saddlebags in the other. Hens and chickens should never be allowed to amus themselves, asit always jeiults in fowl play. , A Yankeohas invented n new kind of soap, by which mothers will hereafter.be able to get their daughters of their kandt, - -

From Peterson's Macarine. "XOT A It IT JEALOUS EY CLARA MO R ETON. CHAPTER I. ' Horace, 1 have something unpleasant to say to yon. Will you hear it now?" said Mrs. Clifford to her husband. "I see no way ol escape," said Horace, looking up from the volume which lay open on the table before him, but which he was not reading; for steadily as his eyes had been fixed upon the page, his thoughts had beea far enough away. "What is it?" You promise not to be angry." ' I promise no such thing. If you are going to read me one of those hum drum h ctures, that you've got into the way of doing lately, I piomise that 1 will be

angry. I will not submit to be lectured by any woman, wife or no wife.". Horace!' There was a shade of re proach in the tone. "Nell. Come, out with it. What! is "I think )ou are very unkind to speak so about it, and call it lecturing. 1 only wish to tell you some thins I have heard about Miss Mer'in, and caution you about your intimacy." "Caution me," laughed Horace, looking a little embarrassed nevertheless. Well, that is a good one. Jealous again, ha? Have you forgotten my pretty cousin, Kate, whom you were foolish enough to think I loved?" Julia's fice crimsoned. Yiut are always bringing that up, Horace," she said. -1 am sure I think it ungenerous after I acknowledged rav error. Miss Merlin is verv different. ' They say she makes it her boast that she can bring any man. married or single, to her fei-t if she chooses. 7 " 'They say' admirable authoiity. Of course, everything 'thty say' is true. If you can't find anything better to do w hen you are down stairs than to listen to the scandal mongers. I advise you to keep in your room. Miss Merlin is a w oman of genius; and all their petty go?. !ip will not pretent her from receiving the admiration and attention of those rr.cn who havo a mind above wax-work und doll-babies. ' Tears tood in Julin's eyes, an ngry reply trembled on her lips; but controljing herself, she only sid, "Uh. Horace, I wish wc had ntver como here. I do so want to go back to Ashlea." Very well. Anv day you choose. lilVr iiO ohject ioili. J Julia firlr rlanopt h-w hnnda wiiTt I joy. "Are yon in earnest, Horace? Can we ro bick to Afhlea this very week? to morrow?" Tort can. I sjid nothing about myself." Julia's eyes Ml, and the tear?, she could no longer repress, rolled down her checks. "Crying is your only argument, I believe. It i thrown away upon me, row that 1 am used to it. Come, Julia, I detest scenes, ,s Bui Julia only cried the harder; and Horace with a frown shut up his book in no gent!0 manner; and taking his broad brimmed Panama from the table, went out of the chamber. It was an Angust morning in the height of the season at Saratoga; and Horace feeling no inclination to join the group of h:,nfcers on the piazza, sauntered up and down the hall. The door of a private parlor stood jar. for the morning was hot and sultry. "Is that you. Mr. Clifford?" Called Out it voice from within. Horace stopped in the door way. "I thought yon were at the bowlingalley, Mis Merlin." 'My head prevented my going. I wijdi you would come 8ud prescribe for it. It acheg terribly." Horace did not eTiise the invitation He. forgot his annoyance in the fascination of Miss Merlin's society, and she in the excitement of his presence her 'terrible headache.' Julia, alone in her chamber, thought over all the annoyance of the past week. They had come to Stratoga for a change of air on her husband's account; he having applied himself too closely to his pursuits; but the lime allotted for their stay had more than expired, and still he lingered; making his excuse the benefit he derived from the waters: while Julia felt but too keenly that it was Miss Merlin's. attractions that enchained him. She had such a long crying spell that morning, that she thought herself unfitted to make her appearance at the dinner table; and when her husband came in to arrange hs toilet, she pleaded her headnrhe as an excuse for not accompanying him lo the table. "You can do ns yon choose," he Mid, "it is a matter of indifference to me." She looked up reproachfully; her ejes suffused with tears. "I know it is a matter of indifference to you, Horace; but you might have spared me the pain of hearing it from your own lips." "You know well enough what I mean," he anstvered, sharply. "You thought you were going to punish me by staying up here; and I wish you to understand that I am not to be managed. in that way." I thought no fuch thing. Indeed, you do me injustice. What has changed you so?" I am not changed. The change lies in you, if there is any, The truth is, that I do not like to be lectured every time I am introduced to ä pretty woman, or every" time I chat tvitha sensible one.--

They are scarce enough, heaven knows." "Miss Merlin is very beautiful, and every one says very talented; but, oh. Horace, with all her talent and beauty, she could never love you half as well as I do; or if she did, it would be a love that would bring you only shame and wreicheduess. If you knew what suffering it was to me, to see you every day growing more and more-" Confound your preaching. Julia, I wish to gracious you'd go home. You are no more fit fir a watering-place than a baby. If you could have your way, I

suppose you would tie me to your apronstrings, and have me following you about like a lap dog. I should have though' that the bride and groom from the country, who were here to dinner the-other day, would have been dose enough for one season, risl.l" Julia's lips quivered, her cheeks wer; aglow. Looking her husband steadily in the eyes, she said, Are you in earnest in desiring me to go home?' Well, yes. I would be, if it was not for the looks of the thing, he answered, half laughing. 'but I suppose we both shall have to go before long. It is the first of the month I thiuk that you expect your brother over. He will teach you some lessons in 'the usuages of society, or 1 am mistaken. A five years' residence in Paris will enable him to ake sides with m-, no doubt, and I sincerely hope that he will make you less of a mope. I never saw so dull a woman in company.' Julia could bear his fault finding now, for he had luken her hand in his own, and really looked quite like himself once more. - 'I do not care how dull others think me. Horace; but ! WH, I do.' interrupted her husband. ".1 man likes lo bpe Iiis wife receive some attention; and you would have plenty, if you did not repel it whenever it is offered. Besides, one does not like to be made a laughing stotk; and your devotion to me has frequently been the rui?e of remark. It has annoyed me not a little, let me tell you.' Ju'ia's face grew crimson. Slto answered with much restraint of mmncr, 'Ii shall not annoy you again. Well, don't get angry about it; but profit by what I have sid. and when in Rome, do as the Kornaus do. Do I understand by that, that you wish to see me flirt as olher married ladies, here, are in the habit of doing?' and she looked into her husband's face. 'Exactly so. I would not care a sous how desperately you flirted, so that I could only rid you of the foolish jealousy that you have in your composition. Julia's face darkened for n moment, then she said, And no matter how much attention 1 receive, nor how much pleasure I manifest in the society o! other gentlemen, you are sure that you would never be the least jealous?' .Never the least.' Then, Horace Clifford, you do not know what love is. You never have loved me.' Fudge! Come, don't be so silly if you want me to keep on, loving you. Just try to behave a Utile more like uth er folks for the remaining two "-ecks that we shall be here; and to begin with I ndvise you to come down to dinner. I never saw you looking better than you do at this moment.' Kissing his hand to her he left the room. Julia looked in the glass. . Her excitement had indeed bestowed upon her a new charm the charm of expression. She had aroused herself from the lethargy in which she had so long indulged, and with new resolves busy at her heart, she had prepared herself lo carry out her husband's wishes. The light ol a steady purpose gleamed from her eyes: and her womjn's pride, stung to the quick by her hubr.nd6 words, gave to her carriage a dignity which would have been supposed impossible to one of her usually, listless, languid manner. Hitherto she had been careless almost negligent in her wardrobe. Now, she arrayed herself in one of her most elegant dresses a costly grenadine sent by her brother from Paris. The delicate blue of the material harmonized well with her fresh, peach blossom complexion; and the string pearls that encircled her arms and neck were uot more lustrous than those her smile disclosed. Julia was beautiful. ., She knew it she felt as after completing her toilet she surveyed herself in her glass. Conscious of her power, she went down to the parlors, and the first person upon whom her eyes fell were Miss Merlin and Horace, in an animated tttt-a-itlt. Once she wodld have lingered near them; but now she resolutely passed on, nodding carelessly. She joined a group in a far corner of the spacious room, entirely unconscious that ber husband's eyes were following her. as were the eyes of many another. More than one noticedand 6poke that day of the sudden metamorphosis which Mrs. Clifford had suddenly undergone. Miss Merlin was quick to note the admiration evinced in the husband's eyes; and trembling. lest, after all her toils, her most difficult victim of the season should escape her, she strove with a fresh array of blanishments lo eclipse the rival which had so suddenly appeared in the field. CHAPTER II. There was a ball at one of the most fashionable hotels. Mrs Clifford commanded any amount of attention indeed, MiM Merlin tnd herself tvere generally

conceded to be the belles of the evening. ' It did not escape Horace's notice; not Miss Merlin's brilliant brunette com- the glow which mantled her cheeks aud plexiou was softened down by her dress lovely eyes as she crushed the paper beof maize color, profusely trimmed with tween her palms, and turned away from lace. Her black, satiny hair was orna- the flowers, mented with a .wreath of azalias of the ; Horace coughed. ceamy hue, skillfully interwoven with! Mlem. Mrs. Cliffo-d, I suppose you glossy green ivy leaves, and sprays of ex- are aware of Col. Roo way's known charotic grasses. ; acter, and the injury that it may be to you Juli with exquisite taste, had ariang ' to receive such marked attention form ed a few moss rose buds in her hair, and him as you do.' her lace tunic was looped up with the j Indeed," ans vered Julia, looking realsame flowers over a blossom colored silk. ! ly surprised. I have never heard anyShe evidently enjoyed the attention thing against him; and I have known she received; aud hr husband looked on him for many years. Something 'they in amazement to see how thoroughly his say here, I suppose; but you have already advice had been carried out. It annoyed . instructed me as to the degree of credence him. however, to see her conversing with tobe placed in such reports; and 'I am Colonel Roow.ty. who had arrived that 'sure you would not have me give up the

day, a man noted lor his 'affairs of the ; society cf a gentleman of decided talent, heart,' and one . whose principles were J for that of the insipid, brainless youths said to be none of the best. Miss Mer- 1 that are so common here.' lin exerted her.elfto the utmost, and she j You can exercise your own discretion really was very charming: but stilljabout it said Horace, walking to the Horace's eyes would follow his wife. window, whistling as he walked. All through ihat long, long evening. Col. I intend to,' said Julia, smiling rougRooway was constantly by Julia's side, j ishly; 'and I would rather that you did She even wattr-d with him a privilege not read me any lectures; for, of course, which Horace had never expected to see ! 'when we are at Rome, we must do as her bestow upon a stranger. At length the Romans do.' he missed them from the crowd. Miss; Oh, I understand; but you have misMerlin, cognizant of his absent-minded taken your man if you think to make me mood, soon deserted him for a livelier ' jealous. I have not a spark in my comcavalier; and Horace, scarcely conscious ; position. But take care you do riot get of a motive, wandered out iuto the ! caught in your own toils.' grounds. Julia said not a word, but she looked He threw himself into a garden chair, j embnrassed, and fell to platting the broad and reviewed in his mind Julia's conduct hem of her pocket handkerchief, for the past few days. He had never ! Horace prepared himself to go down, imagined such a literal fulfiment of his Will you ride this morning?' he said, expressed wishes. Could it be possible j -Xo, thank you," she answered, blushthat she was estranged from him? He ' inrr. I have an engagement. acknowledged te himself that he could j Yery well. 1 will invite Mis Merlin.' not blame her if she was, for his whole) Jurla turned round to the flowers to course for the lest few weeks had been j conceal a smile. 'If this is not jealousy,' calculated to induce such a state of fael- , she thought, 'it is something very like.' ing. Since their conversation she had J Horace stooped quickly and picked up

treated nun with studied coldness, and after the re proofs he had then administer ed to her for her devotion to him, he felt that it would ill become hitn to endeavor to bring about the old state of things. He heard approaching footsteps. In the shade of the clump of evergreens he was not discovered. It wa Julia, leaning on Col. Rooway's arm, who approached. It was her voice that said, I am so glad that you come this week. Now I shall luve plenty of time to arrange it all, just as I wish to. Do you think my plan a feasible one?' Horace listened breathlessly for the answer. , They have known each other before, he thought. I do my de3r Mrs. Clifford. You may trust to me to execute my part without exciting suspicion; but you I am afraid you will betray yourself. They had passed on, and Horace could not catch the answer. There was something about 'h-r husband would not suspect, if her looks did not reveal her emotions.' Horace was puzzled. That Julia should be on so good an understanding with Col. Rooway was incomprehensible. He did not doubt but that she had arranged some little plan to rouse his jealousy; but that she should so far compromise herself as to confide her intentions to Col. Roowav was very 'mortifying to him. He could hardly be lieve it possible, and was ready to discredit his senses, so foreign was it to Julia's character. He resolved that she should not have the satisfaction she anticipated; and, therefore, though anxious to know when her acquaintance with Col. Rooway had commenced, he did not even mention his name to her; but his disatisfaction of her conduct showed itself in an increased formality of manner, and a forced politeness that was to Julia extremely amusing. 'Hergime isa dangerous one,' thought Horace, 'with such a man as Col. Rooway, bat ten days cannot effect much harm, nnd as I am r.ow on my guard, 1 1 shall not be surprised into any manifestations of jealousy.' The week passed away, Horace was quite cötded in his admiration of Miss Merlin. He had something else to engross his thoughts now. Julia's intimacy with Col. Rooway did not fail of attracting attention; but yet, it was of such a nature, that she escaped censure. They seemed to converse with the freedom of old friends: and not a'glance from the eyes cf either betraying any hidden feelings, could be detected by the most obvervant cf critics. Horace was every day more at a loss to discover the meaning of the words he had overheard. It was quite evident to him now that she was not trying to arouse him to jealousy, as he had at first suspected. Sometimes he fancied they might have referred in Eome incomprehensible way to Miss Merlin, particularly as he noticed that Col. Rooway daily increased his fintentions toward her, but still his perplt xity was in no way lessened. One morning they were Again alone in their chamber. Julia had been up late the previous night, yet notwithstanding she had arisen early; arrayed herself in one of her most becoming morning dresses, and was evidently on the -tip-toe of expectation now at one window, now at another. Her husband, under his usual pretence of reading, watched her narrowly. At length a servant brought her a boquet, with Col. Rooway's compliments. Julia, under the pretext of arranging

it in a vase of fresh water, turned her Upon his return to the parlor, he found back to her husband, and unwinding a that Mr. Grosvenor had gone to fulfil his slip of paper from around the stem, read engagement; and Col. Rooway had rethe lines that were traced thereon. 'mained to apologize for the unavoidable

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had dropped. When she turned around he had gone. As Horace went down stairs he smoothed the paper out and read, Too late last night. Everything arranged now eleven o'clock precisely.' What can this mean? he 6aid to himself. 'What folly is under way now? I wish with my whole heart that we were back at Ashlea. Silly child! I should never have dreamed that she could so involve herself. Hang that Col. Rooway I w ish he was at the bottom of the Dead Sea.' The objects of his thoughts was nearer to him than he could have imagined, fl ftearcr his voice upon the piazza. At that moment he came in sight, Horace barely had time to notice that the gentleman with whom he was conversing was a very elegant, distinguishedlooking individual, when Col Rooway advancing, presented him as Claude Grosvenor. You Bre entitled to a cousin-ship, I believe Mr. Clifford, through marriage. Am I not right, Mr. Grosvenor?' 'I never had a cousin that was as dear to me as Julia,' answered Mr. Grosvenor. frankly, 'aud I am happy to have come across her again in my wanderings. It has been several years 6ince we have met.' Horace had heard of this cousin, and he felt vastly relieved by his unexpected appearance. Hoping his presence would have the effect of bringing Julia to her senses, he greeted him with great cordiality. The result was that they were favorably impressed with each other. At length Horace volunteered to call his wife. Both Col. Rooway and Mr. Grosvenor objected. They had an engagement. It will detain you a moment," said Horace' "and I know she will be so agreeably surprised." lie left the room before cither of the gentlemen had opportunity to answer. Julia. he said, bursting in upon her, and quite forgetting his "lofty, distant manner. 'Your cousin. Claude Grosvenor, is down in the parlor waiting to see you a moment. He is in great hasto, for he has an engagement.' He was amazed at the effect of his words, Julia had at first turned pale, then scarlet, and now with head bowed in her hands, was sobbing like a child. Oh, his coming interferes with your plans,' thought Hoi ace. Every tear was to him a proof of he: indiscretion, if not her guilt. So they only prove salutary tears, and bring her back to me before it is too late. Who would have thought one little week could have so changed her. Fool that I was to wish her different, with her sweet, winning ways, and her lovely devotion to me. I have no one but myself to blame for my folly. These were the thoughts that passed rapidly through his mind. I do not understand this, Julia,' he said, gravely. Oh. Horace, I connot see him now indeed I cannot. Wait until you come home from your drive Do let tne alone now. Very well, answered Horace; but as he closed the door he mentally resolved, that he would solve this new enigma before he left the house, if possible. In no way could be acconnt for her emotion, than by supposing that Julia had foreseen that her sousin's arrival would interfere with her plans, whatever they might be. He repelled the thougts that crowded fast upon him; but they were not so easily disposed of, and Horace Clifford began to feel himself a much injured man.

absenco of his friend. It was an engagement made with a lady, he said. 'Nothing else would have prevented his availing himself of the opportunity of seeing his cousin.' And now' Mr. Clifford,' continued t'ol. Rooway, 'what say you to a drive? We shall be back before the heat of the day.' Horace declined. Col. Rooway proposed billiards, the pistol gallery and a walk to the springs, with the same success. lie was evidently as anxious to enjoy Horace's society as Horace was to see him take

his departure. He must have known this, yet he lingered on, talking of races, speculations, Cilefornia; and lor all together, Horace did not just then care the toss of a copper. It was after twelve when Horace found himself alone and at liberty to go back to his room, as he had all along been desirous of doing. He determined now to demand of his wife an explanation of her conduct; to tell her what he had overheard and accuse her of having made nn appointment with Col. Rooway at eleven that night. He would

try to talk calmly and dispasidonately . jealousy w as not an agreeable 'guest of with her, and even be generous enough j the heart,' as he had learned by experilo retract the unpleasant things which j ence; and he was in turn enlightened ns he had said. Full of these wise resolu- j to the connection which Col. Rooway had f'ons lie went to his room. But Julia 1 borne in tho hoax. The colonel had como wis not there. He look a book and over from Liverpool in the same steamer awaited impatiently for her. One o'clock j with Mr. Gray, and had been the first to struck; he walked the chambor, every j inform Mrs. Clifford of her brother's nrrnoment growing more uneasy. It was j rival, and of the time when he would nealy two, when remembering that Julia i probably j jin her. The idea had at onco was in the habit of spending n portion of! presented itself to her, of introducing him her mornings in Mrs. Corydon's parlor, j to her husband as ont of her southern he crossed the hall for the purposo of j cousins, of whom he had often heard her ascertaining if she were there. (speak- This she thought would give her

jirs Uorydon was an invalid, and had been an old friend of Julia's mother. When Horace reached the door he turned back; for what excuse had he for diiturbing'his wife even were she there. He had gone but a few steps when the door opened, and looking hack he saw his wife and her cousin coming out. One gliinpso of her radiant, innocent face rebuked him for the suspicions he had been indulging; and made hitn feel the impossibility of broaching to her the subject of bis morning's meditations. Horace now watched anxiously for the evening. Toward sunset Claude and Julia walked up to the springs together,

Horace yropo.od a stroll m tho same ci- wife s agitation at hearing that her brolh rection to Miss, merlin, but she was en- er was below, had been the natural congaged to drive with Col. Rooway. So ; sequence of feeling the impossibility of Horace was again left to his own cogita- conquering her emotions, tions. 'So you really confess to Laving felt The evening found them all in a circle ' jealous,' said Julia, in the drawinir roorn. Julia had srrown 'Fairly caught, ans wcrt-d Horace.

quite negligent of Col. Rooway. Ilcr cousin engrossed her whole attention. Miss Merlin, with the same ficklcncs. had transferred all her smiles to the attractive colonel, and Horace on this occasion really felt himself to be the black sheep of the flock. At half past ten. Col. Rooway excused himself and took his leave. Now,' thought Horace, 'Julia will begin to rnaniftst some uneasiness.' His chat with Miss Merlin did not prevent his keeping an eye upon her; but to his great surprise, eleven o'clock came and went, without claiming the least notice of its deparlure. CHAPTER III. The more that Horace saw Julia and Claude together, the less pleasure did he feel at the renewal of their acquaintance. Her flirtation with Col. Rooway was entirely at an end. He would even gladly have seen it renewed, for no one could have mistaken the state of their feelings toward each other; while now, Horace was compelled to believe that between Julia and her cousin thero was more affection hidden than manifested. Their tel! tale eyes often revealed more lhau cither of them were aware. Yet, there was nothing with which he could openly find fault. Claude's manner, although extremely fond, was deferential. He seemed lo look upon his cousin with pride, numberless were tho ways in which he showed his attention to her wishes and comfort. The flowers, which every evening adorned her hair, were exotics which he brought her, and never a morn ing that the vase in her chamber was not replenished with a new bouquet. Julia received all his kindness with such modest sweetness of manner, that Horace was foiled in his attempt to discover a cause for reproof. Hut recalling her agitation the morning that he told her of his arrival, he felt convinced that there had been some love affair between them in the past, which for n time had slumbered, and now was in danger of being rekindlcJ. With much relief he welcomed the arriral of the day fixed upon their return to Ashlea. To his great surprise he found that Claude was to accompany them. Had he received any previous intimation, he would have objected, but it was too late nog. The evening of the same day found them at their own home. Julia, no longer restrained by the presence of strangers, gave full vent to her feelings. Only one thing was wanting to perfect her hapiness her husband, s smile. Fully concious of the cause of his gloom, and thinking that the lesson she taught hitn would be one that he would never forget, she determined upon confessing to him the deception she had practised, without waiting for the proofs of jealousy, which it had been her intention to do. Horace was outgiving some orders to the gardner; and Julia communicated her intention to Claude. 'I am heartily glad of it.' said Clande. Had you not told me that you had tome strong motive for desiring the conceal-

mont. I shou'.J never have consented. Rooway seemed to consider it only a joke: and I did not think it best to undeceivo him.' He put his arm around Julia waist and hissed he &s he spoke. As they looked up, their eyes encountered Horace's llashing cn them from the doorway. Claudo had the impudence to laugh; but Ju'.ia springing up, with mock gravity curtsied.and said, 'My brother Charles Grosvenor Gray. Horace, puzzled nnd surprised, advanced a few steps; then finding hiraseJf the victim of a hoax, despite the warning he had had. he endeavored to make tho

best of it; and yielding to tho contagion of his brother-in-law's laugh, he joined in it as heartily as a man could, who was laughing at himself. It all came out now; nn 1 Julia's brother for the first time heard of Horace's and Mi?s Merlin's passing -penchant; and the conversation it had given rise to, u whic.'i Horace had declared that no matter how desperately his wife flirted, he should never think of being jealous. Horace was obliged to confess that the opportunity of testing tho sincerity ol what ho had sari to her. She had requested Col. Rooway's co-operation, and he had consented fur the joke cf tho thing, without suspecting her deeper motive. Mrs Corydon was also in her confidence. The bulletin which Horace had picked up was simply to inform Julia that her brother had arrived too late tho previous night to admit of his meeting her in Mrs. Corydou's room, as it had beeu arranged; b'U at eleven that morning ho would be there. Neither of them would have been able , to have disguised their feelings in n first j interview; and Iloiace r.ow saw that his 'And now when ycu remind u.- rl 'cousin Kate,' I am to remind you el 'cousin Claude.' Is it not so? Horaco consented to the compromise; and Julia feeling herself fully reinstated in her husband's heart, was happier than ever. Horace has never been siuco a BIT JEALOUS.' A Good Rfroiainesdutwn. Please, sir, don't you Man: a cabin boy?' 'I do wont a cabin boy, my lad, but what's thai to vou? A little than liko yu ain"1 fit fcr tl'e berth.' ,riL IV.. 1.. V. - I I ft III .tl Clli-r.lf. . H I . v. J great deal of work, if I ain't so very olJ.' But w hat arc you hero for? You don't look liko a city boy. Run away frcrn home hey?' Oh, no, indeed, sir, my father dicdar.d my mother is very poor, aud I want to do something to help her. She let rr.o come.' Well, sonney, where are your letters of recommendation? Can't take any boy without those.' Here was a damper. Wi'lie had nover thought of its being necessary to havo letters from his minister, or his teacher, or from soma proper person, lo prove to strangers that he waan honest and good boy, Now what fchouli he do? Ho stood in deep thought, and captain meanwhilecuriously watching the workings of his expressive face. At length he put his hand iuto his bosom, and drew cut hi little Bible, and without cue word put it into the captain's hand. The captain opened to the blank page and read: YAriLi-rE Graham. Tresente? as a reward for regular anl punctual attendance at Sabath School, anl for his blameless conduct there and clswerv. From his Sunday School Teacher:' Capt. McLeod was not a pious man, bat he could not consider the case befor him unmoved. The little fatherless child, standing humbly before him, referring" him lo the testimony of his Sunday School teacher, as it was given in his little Bible, touched a tender spot in the breast of the noble seaman and clapping Willie heartily on tho shoulder, he said; You are the boy for me; you shall sail with me, and if ycu are as good a lad as I think you are, your pockets shan't be empty when you go back to your mother At the burning of the steamer William Knox, on the Ohio river, recently, a woman jumped overboard with a babe. Sho came to the surface, and, taking the babe's hand in her mouth, thus held it out of the water while she attempted to paddle ashore. A man plunged in after her, and by strong efforts succeeded in getting the mother to where the water was shallowenough to allow them to touch bottom. 'Do not bite its hand now; you are safe,' said the man to her while they were wading ashore. She took the childs's baud from between her teeth, and simply said, You do not know a mother, sir.' Scarce, ly a print of the gentle mother's hold on the poor infant's hand was perceptible. t i ii A Yankee in Iowa has taught ducks swim in hot water, and with such success that they lay boiled. eggs. Win cir 1 nt roil clmpi I rnn An n