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A baby's boot and a skein of wool, Or Faded and soiled and soft -JJ

Odd things you say, and I doubt on re rigftt, Bound a Minftn,f neck this stormy bight,

Up In the yarda aloft.

Most like it's folly bat, maie, look lui*: When first I weut to nea, A woman stood on yon far on strand. With a wedding ring on the MI.U11 white hand wwmt

V/hich clung so close to inc. «.

My wife—God blew ber! The day before Hhe sat beside niy loot And the sun light Kimed tier yellow hair, And the dainty flugeix, d» ft ami r«ilr,

Knitted a babv boot.* »r 't ft'i t. The voyage was over 1 camc ashore

What, think yoo, foaml I there? A grave the daisies had xprlukk-d white, A cottage empty and (lark a.s ighi,

And tnlfc btalde the cbttir: The little boot, 'twas unfltil»liiil .stil 1,

The tangled skein lMy iictir But the knitter had gone away to r«*#t, With the babe aMeep oil her qulft lireust,

Down in the church-yam dit-ar^

The Genteel Widow.

Not very long ngo a Indy in widow's weeds, accompanied by a yHiuleman said to be her brother^ came to New York and engaged a house in Fourth street. Her rich drtw-s and refinement of manner, combined with great personal attractions, rendered her neighbora most desirous of obtaining an intraduction to her, and cariosity was rife as to where she came from and who she was. Her brother, lor be really stood in that relationship to her, was a youdg inan enjoying the command of ready money to a considerable amount, who easily made acquaintances among others of his own age. His manners were very pleasing, and hi* demeanor was polished, while his attire, though extremely quiet and unpretending,was always in the best possible taste. So favorable was the impression which he created in the minds of his new friends, that several of them invited him to their own homes, and in a short time his circle of inmates increased to such a degree that he, in his turn, was enabled to Rive receptions in Fourth stroet.

His name was Vaughan, and his sister had been married to a colonel in the Confederate army, who had been killed in action during the war. Young Vaughan succeeded to a handsome compence on the death of his father and Col. Wilson, who had also been a man of property, had lelt behind him sufficient to support his widow in a manner becoming his position. This talo was Bupportod by the evidence of two or three other voting men, frequently to be met in Vaugban's apartments, who were also from the South, and was fully borne out bv all the circumstances of the period and their mode of life, that the brother and sister wore tactly permitted to take their placo in society as fashionable people.

Among many others who visited Mrs. Wilson were a Mr. Johnson and his family, who possessed a large store on Broadway. To this gentleman the widow was especially attentive, and vowed that her purchases for the futuro should be made from no olhor person than himself. Day alter day she visited bis store and bought largely, invariably paying ready money, "until his confidence In her was fully established, and ho told hor that he should be most happy to giye her credit, if at any timo it might be tnoro agreeable to her. She replied that she was only a woman, and consequently knew nothing of business, so she preferred to pay at once, that she might know exactly how she was situated, but promised to avail herself of this kind otter should she ever feel the need of it. Ono benefit thore was, however, which he could confer on hor. Would he ba so kind as to show her over his store She had never had an opportunity beforo of becoming acquainted with the resources of so largo an establishment. Mr.

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son, only too willing to be polite toso excellent a customer, immediately acceded to her request, and laid his treasures bare beforo her, and exhibited some of the most costly goods. She asked at what hour busiuess was com monced, at what hour concluded and after thanking him sincerely for his courtesios, took her leave.

It was not long beforo the worthy merchant had cause to regret this moment of weakness, and subsequent events nroved to him how easy it is for a good-looking woman to cajole a man, however wide-awake ho may bo. Now York at this time was infested by a gang of rogues who had introduced a new system of shopllflltig.and had successfully victimised many of the larger storekeepers in the city. As their course of action was entirely fresh, a now name had to be invented for them, and they were christened "sneak thieves" by the police, from their cunning way in which they effected their depredations and tho difficulty experienced in detecting them.

Mr. Johnson, who but a few days before had been boasting of his immunity from theft,was much annoyed when on arriving ono morning at his store he was informed by his managing man that some very valuable articles had been abstracted during the night or enrly in the morning. The goods were Rafe enough when the store was closed on the preceding evening, as he had himself seen them, Hut were missing when the clerks arrived in the morning. Mr. Johnson at once called in the polloe, and an experienced detective was sent to gather all the information on the subject he could. On hearing the circumstances of the case, this gentleman at once recognised the agency of a sneak thief, ana imparted his suspicions to the proprietors of the store, and bis reasons ibr them.

I should liko to have a few words With your porter," he said. •.Certainly but I hope you don't suspect him, as he is an ola favorite, and has been in our employ ibr years."

Net in the least but I fancy ke can help us, for all that. Did you ever hear of a sneak thief, sir

No. What are they If you will send for the porter, and stay nere while I question him, you win soon understand that."

The porter shortly entered the room, looking very much alarmed. He had heard of the robbery, and that a police officer was closeted with Mr. Johnson, and naturally feared that he had fallen under suspicion. The first words of the detective, however, relieved him from all apprehension on that score,

Now, my man, I want to ask yon a few questions, and you must answer me carefully. Don't be frightened5 we know that you have bad nothing ft. do with this robbery, bat I fancy yon can help me in finding out who was." •4 very good, sir but I don't know how." "Who closed the warehouse last night?" "I did, sir."

Are you oertain that all was secure* 3y fastened Exactly the same as every other

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And the fastenings had not been

tamered with in any w»y whfii you un I'd them this morning?" "No sir."

Well, now, who was the first person to whom von spoke to-day I think it was Mr. ," (Naming ono of tbo clerks.) "Ah, but thinking won't do. Did not any one speak to you, or ask any quia tion of you "Yes, a gentleman asked me what time Mr. Johnson usually came to the store, as he wanted :o noe him about some orders."

What sort of man was he. Can you describe him "Hewas a young gentleman, vorj' plea»ant-s|Kken. d'trx, with a HIOUH^ tnche, and very well dressed. Unsaid he ciine from tlio country, and was a traveler to a lirm in the snme lino as ours, who were going to buy largely from ns."

Was be alone?-' "No, there were two others with him, *ir, both nico looking young gent*."

Did he come in?" "Oh, yes, he came in I had just opened the door, ami was sweeping the store, so he wnlked straight up to me, and

Did bis friends come in, too?" "I'm not quite sure of that, but I think they must have, as it was raining, and they wouldn't stand out in the wet."

Should you know them ogain if you saw them?" "I should know two of thein—the one who spoke to me and another, who had a carpet-bag in his hand he walked a little lame."

That'll do, porter you need not say any thing outside, but I'm afraid we have not learned much."

All right, sir." As soon as he had gone, the detective turned to Mr. Johuson and said "You will soon get your property back, I expoet, sir. Those three men are sneak thieves, and if they are the samel believe them to be, I think 1 know them. First of all thev discover from a confederate, generally a female, tho place whero the best booty is to tie most easily obtained. They'then riso early in the morning, ana wait outside until the porter opens the door, taking great care that no one is observing them. One then enters and addresses tho porter, telling him some such tale as this fellow told yours, and while he is talking the other two adroitly slip whatever they can into a bag which they have with them, and decamp as soon as it is filled. They are always well-dressed, and would appear to be thorough gentlemen to those not conversant with their tricks, and mention that they have just come up from tho country, in order to account for their being about so early in the morning. You will hardly believe it, perhaps but thieves cairy about with them eternal marks ol tluir profession which to a detective officer are unmistakable. For instance tbevhave a peculiar walk and movement of the arms: they are generally ungloved, and carry nothing in their hands, while they are continually glancing on ono side or the other, to see if they are being watched. I would guarantee to pick a thief out from among one hundred honest men, let his general appearance be what it may."

Tbo detective then took his departure, promising to communicate again with Mr. Johnson as soon as ho had any thingof importance to tell him,and proceeded to head-quarters to report. Ho had observed three young men frequently walking about togother, and from their geneml appearance had set them down in his own mind as thieves of some sort or other, although he knew nothing positively against uiein. He was irresistibly reminded of tho trio description given by th« porter of the man who conversed with him coincided remarkably with one of them who had attracted his especial notice. He determined, therefore, to keep a sharp lookout and trace them home, should ho again i*un against them.

Mr. Johnson, meanwhile, after attending several matters ot business, started to go up-town, and on his way met yoang Vaughan, who seemed strangely excited at the encounter. Ho turned, however, at Mr. Johnson's request, and listened attentively to his account of the rabbery, expressing a hope that the perpetrators would soon be brought to justice. He did not seem very well pleased, nevertheless when bo heard that the detective conceived that he already had a clue, and was unable to conceal his agitation when his companion remarked in a whisper: "Do you see that man? ho is the officer whom I have engaged it is quite singular that we should meet him."

Vaughan suddenly remembered that be had forgotten a commission entrusted to him by his sister, and hastily bidding Mr. Johnson "Good-bye," hurried oft in an opposite direction.

The detective immediately came up and asked his employer who the gentleman was who had just left him and on hearing that ho was a friend of the family, gave a long, low whistle, expressive of the most intense surprise. "Where does he live, sir? I'm sure I have seen his face somewhere."

At No. Fourth street. Why do you ask?" Ob, simple curiosity it's away we have," and be, too, left the puzzled merchant.

The latter slewly continued bis Journey, and racked his brain to elucidate the mystery of Vaughan's sudden departure, but it never occurred to him to attribute it to the coming in sight of tbo detective. As he was in good time, and was obliged to pass Fourth street on his wav, he made up his mind to Mil upon Mrs.Wllsou, and, if he found ber brother there, to ask him the cause, fearing that he had offended him.

The widow was sitting in ber draw-ing-room, and displayed a great deal of pleasure at seeing her visitor, and sym-

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most heartily with him when narrated his loss to her. She asked him a great many questions as to the opinion of the detective, and was hardly less confused than her brother had been when Mr. Johnson alluded to the probability of a speedy capture of the offenders, and added that his porter could swear to one at least of the gang.

Mrs. Wilson at this Juncture became 9 alarmingly pale that he feared she 'as about to Aunt, and he sprang up sprang up admit fresh

so was about to AUnt, to open the window and air. As he rose from his chair the door was violently opened, and Vaughan burst into the room, his clothe* disordered, his face heated, and his whole aspect denoting great anxiety. Seeing Mr. Johnson, be hesitated, and a look of intelligence and alarm was exchanged between himself and Mrs. Wilson. Be then, by a great effort, partially recovered his composure, apologised for the mode of his entrance, and said that ho had expected to see bis sister alone, and had something of importance to say to her. The merchant Immediately prepared to leave, and had exchanged fere well* with tbo widow, when the door agait ment his

in opened, and to Lis amase•e porter entered,

with a letter In his hand, and gave it to him without saying a word. After obtaining leave from the lady —Johnson had moved to a window, and was looking ont with bis back to

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the rent—ho broke the seal, aud read the following line. In pencil: "Don't leave the room till I come!" written upon a card bearing ibe delicti ve's name. Thouuh bo could not for the life of him uiifwH utthe meaning of the above. h« determined to do as ho wus bidden, i» possible, and eon:ent««l himself with nodding to his porter, and saying: "Tell tho gentleman to Iw quick, then."

Tho i»orter vanished, and Mr. Johnson, although feeling acutely the awkwardness of the situation, did the best thing he could do uuder tho circumstances. and a-ked Vanghan wherefore he Idit him so abruptly in the street. The former endeavored to make some reply, but hia nervousness incroased so painluily that it was incoherent.

Onw a*nin the door opened, but this time it was the detective who appeared, closolv followed by a couple of policemen. Advancing* straight to where Vaughan stood, apparently transfixed with fear, ha laid his hand ou his shoulder and said: "Will you come quietly, or must I use force?"

To the dismay of Mr. Johnson, who expected an outburst of passion,Vaughan asked, in a trembling voice |£5

What is it you want me for Robberv ot nine thousand dollars worth of goods from this gentleman's store. Havo you any thing to «iy about it "Not to you." And he held out his hands for the handcuffs.

Duringthis scene no one had thought of Mrs. Wilson, but their attention was now called to her by a heavy fall upon the floor, and they perceived that the unfortunate lady had faint&d away. Mr. Johnson, as soon as he could breathe again, demanded from the police officer the moaning of this intrusion, insisted upou it that there was some mistake, and attributed tho agitation of Vaughan and his sister to the horror they felt at a charge of this sort being brought against a genileman.

Tbo detective, without saying a word fitted the handcuffs on tho young mau's wrists, and signed to the policeman to remove both from the room. As soon as the door closed behind them (Mrs. Wilson

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carried out) he smiled and

said "I know well enough what I am about sir, but did not like to arrest friends of yours until I had satisfied myself that I was not wrong in my suspicions. Vaughan is the man who held your porter in conversation while his confederates were securing the plunder, and from all accounts it seems they knew where to go. Mrs. Wilson was often in your store, I am told can you tell me whether she seemed to examine the place at all?"

In a moment a light broke over tho mind of Mr. Johnson, and he remembered his interview with the widow a few days before.

Why," he said, "I showed her all over the store myself. What a fool I must have been!"

Ah said the detective, laughing, "it's the old game, after all. I thought so a clever woman is always to bo found in conjunction with these fellows."

Well, I could forgive the sister may have been led away but as for her brother

Lord bless you, sir. he is ho more her brother than you are all wo have to do is to sit still, and we shall havo the rest of the tang here. When I left you Iran oIT to your store, after setting a watch on the house, and brought the porter back with me. I was at a standstill for a moment as to the best step to take next, whea I was told that you had gone into the bouse. I then scribbled the note aud sent it up, to enable your man to take a look at the prisoner as I did not wish to make a mistake, and also to dotain you in the room in case they should attempt to escape. He swore positively to bim, although he only saw his back, and on his doing so 1 came up myself, and the rest you know, as far as the house is concerned. I dispatched ono ol ray men to make inquiries at several of the leading railway ticket offices, and from his report I have good reason to believe that the whole party meditated emigration to some of the large cities out West tomorrow. So we have only just had time to put the stopper upon them."

Mr. Johnson, burning with indignation at discovering the real character of the people he bad been associating with resolyed to stay and see the end of tho whole affair.

In the course of an hour the front door-bell rang violently,and two young men, of eminently gentlemanly exterior, were ushered into the room. Seeing two strangers seated there, they were considerably astonished,and muttered somothlngabout expecting to find Mr. Vaughan. "All right, sir," said the detoctive "I will lead you to him when I have had a moment'sconversation with you. Be kind enough to allow me," and he advanced with handcuffs in either hand. They attempted to bluster, but being told that the "game was up," and Vaughan in custody, they subsided, and looked very blank indeed. In a few moments they were all conveyed to prison, before any intimation of the occurrence had roacned the ears of the neighborhood.

One thing remained to be done, and that was to ascertain the whereabouts of tbo stolen property. The amount must be, all agreed, very great to have enabled the couspirators to keep up so good a style. This difficulty was easily solved. One of the policemen on watch had observed the young men issue from a house a few doors distant from the one occupied by Vaughan and his sister. On repairing thither startling revelations took place. It was found that Mrs. Wilson had been the manageress of a baby institution, and derived large profit therefrom. How she obtained the children is and ever will be a mvsterv. Certain it is, that the police, when they searched the bouse, discovered several infants, and all the necessary appliances for many more. The nurse in charge (for the babies were well tended) implied that a great number had been sent away at various times, and the only probable solution of this strange mstter was thst there existed in New York a class of people who were able and willing to pay heavy premiums to any person charitable enough to relieve them from the trouble of rearing their offspring. In the lowsr apartments valuables or all kinds were brought to light, such as silks, jewelry,

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id Ac.,'and for many of owners were found. The three young thieves are all undergoing long sentences, but the implication of Mrs. Wilson (who was really well-born, and the widow of colonel) was no easy matter, with such consummate taet had she acted her part. 8hs did not, however, escape soot-free, as Mr. Johnson, to his own chagtln learned thst the fair widow had availed herselfof his kind offer a few dsys previously, and had succeeded in obtaining quantity of goods on credit, thst were lost to him forever.

For obvious reasons, ws have suppressed the real names of the chief actors in this little oomedy but oar readers may rest assured that In eveiy other ^tfce tale Is strictly true.

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Ten Minutes in a Life.

Ill iKn year 1005 of the lloglra—cor responding to 1GH7 of the Christian ora —on th» second, day of tbb feast of Heiram, a lnr»io group «f Mussulman* assembled in a circlo beforo ilia ituwque of St. Sophia. Somo wore, nlanding, and other* sitting cross-legged or cir-

ieta fproaii upon the sand. Tho group as the Moslems issued from the mowque, and as passora-by, promptby curiosity remained toseo what was going on.

In the midst of a crowd of smokers, a toung man of remarkably haudsome 'features, though somewhat bronzed by an Asiatic sun, was

"The poppy of Aleppo: it is red, replied the juggler, without a moments hesitation. "At what time does the Sultan sleep?" resumed the Bostangi.

Never said tbejuggler.' The Bassi started and looked anxiouslv around him, fearing lest other ears "had hoard this answer. Then, beckoning tbejuggler to approach, and lowering his voice, ho asked "Cm you name the Sultan's favorite wife

Assarach," replied tho diviner. The Bostangi put his fingers on his lips in silence, and moving away, he said:

Follow me!" The young man took up his yataghan, and, leaving the remainder of his effects to be carried by a slave, followed his guide toward the great door of the palace.

The history of successive sultans often presents little beyond the melancholy spectacle of a throne at the mercy of a lawless soldiery. Mahmoud *ri»s not the first of his raco who sought to free the seraglio irom these formidable guardians. Solyman III. had also formed this perilous design, but he was put to death by the janizaries, led by Mustaphn, his uncle, who came from Morea for the ostensible purpose of defending the emperor, but in reality to seize upou his throne. The Sultan Mustapha, who had commenced his reign in such a tragic manner, experienced all tbo anxiety and uneasiness which must ever attend the acts of an usurper and tyrant. Sordid, suspicious, and porfidious, he broke through every promise he had made to the janizaries, whose creature, nevertheless, ho was. Instoad of doubling their pay, be diminished it instead of lessening the taxes, he doubled them. Ho lived buried in the depths of bis palace, the care of wbioh ho had confided to the Greek soldiery, notwithstanding the murmurs of the legitimate guards. The mutes, dwarfs, and butfoons of tho palace could alone obtain access to his presence.

At the time the juggler was amusing the subjects of his Highness, Mustapha was seated cross-legged on his divan, seeking to drive away his ennui by watching the columns of fragrant smoke as they slowly rose from the long tube of his narglleh. A slave stood beside him, holding a featherod fan of various colors. The bufloons ol the palace had vainly tried to extort a a smile from their master. The impassibility of the Grand Signior gave them to understand that their time was illchosen, and that mirth would be dangerous they had. therefore, one after the other, quitted the apartment, waiting to re-enter at the good pleasure of the prince. The palace was silent.

Shortly the hangings opposite the divan were gently raised, and a man stood in respectful attitude before Mustapha.

What wouldst thou asked the Sultan. The Bostangi-Bassa—for it was hereplied briefly, according to the custom of the seraglio.

A juggler stands without be might perchance amuse your Higness." The Sultan msde sn impatient sign in the negative. ••This man," continued the Bassa. "knows strange things. He can read the future."

Let blm come In," The Bostangi bowed profoundly, and retired.

Black slaves, armed with drawn scimetars, surrounded the Imperial sofa

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the juggler was introduced. After slight salutation, the young man lesned gracefully on his yatsghsn, awaiting the orders of the Saltan.

Thy name demanded Mustsphs. Meualle." Thy eoantry V* "Juggler* have no country." "Thy age?"

I was five years old when yon first girded on the sword of Ottomsn." Whence aomost thou

From the Mores, signior." replied the juggler, pronouncing the words with emphssis.

The Sultan remained silent for moment, but soon added, gayly: "Since yon can read the future, I will put your knowledge to the proof. When people know the future they onght to know the past." ''You ssy right, signior. He who

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small table, which was covered with swords and brass bails. He was dressed in a close jacket of green silk, admirably fitted to set off his light and graceful figure a girdle of antelope skin, on which some mysterious characters were inscribed iu silver, confined a pair of loose trousors which were drawn at the ankle. This light and attractive dres9 was completed by a Phrygian cap, from the top of which huDg a small musical boil By this costume,at once graceful and fantastic, it was easy to recognixo ono ot those jugglers whom the fea*t of Bair.irn drew every year to Stambotil and to whom

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Zlngaro. Tuejuggler terformed his exploits without appearing to notice tho admi-r-ition he excited. IIo took a pigeon's ngg from a small moss basket, and placing it upright on the table, struck it with the edge of his sword without injuring tho she'.l. An incredulous bystander took the egg to examine it, but tho slight pressure of his lingers served to destroy tho frail object that had resisted the blow of the tho scimetar.

This act of dexterity wa* followed by many o'-hers. The boldness of the young man terrified the usually impassive Turks and what was vet more surprising, he made them smile by tho amusing stories he related. Persons of his profession were generally silent, and their only power ot amusement lay in their fingers' ends bwt this man possessed tho varied qualities ot an Indian.

Ono of the most enthusiastic admirers of the performance was a man apparently about forty years old, whose carpet was placed in the first circle, and whoso dress denoted him to be of superior rank. It was the Itostangi-Bas-sa, superintendent of the gardens and keeper of tho privy purse to the Grand Signior. Tho tricks ended, thej'oung man completed his story, and gathered up his implements ns if to depart. "Stop" said the Bostangi-Bassi. "Since you are such a magician, will you tell me the Sultan's lavorite

sees tbo evening star rise on the horison has but to turn his head to view the IHMI rays of the selling sun."

Well, tell me bow I made my ablations yesterday." "The first with Canary wine, the second with wine of Cyprus, snd the third with that of Chios."

The Chief of the Believers smilsd snd stroked his berfrd be was Indeed in tho habit of derogating in this respect, as in manv others, from the prescription of the Koran.

Kuowest thou," replied the sovereign, whom, the Zingaro's answer had put into a pleasant humor, "knowest thou that I^ouldhavethee beheaded "Doubtless," ssid the Juggler, undauntedly, "as you did the Spanish merchant who watered his wine before he sold it to you."

Mustapha applauded tbo knowledge of the magician. He hesitated, nevertheless, before he ventured to put the dreaded question that tyrants, who are over superstitious, never fail to demand of those who can read the stars.

How long have I to live?" The Grand Signior assumed a pursuasivo tone, aud even condescended to flatter the organ of destiny, in hopes of obtaiuing a favorable answer. "Thou art a wonderful youth," said he "thou knowest things of which, besides thyself, the mutes only possess tho secret. I should wish to keep thee in my palace 1 will make thee richer tbau all the merchants of Galatea, if thou wilt tell mo the year when I must dio."

Meballe approached the Sultan, and taking his hand, appeared to study the lines of its palm with great attention. Having finishod his examination, he went to the window and fixed his eyes for some moments upon the heavens.

The fires of Beiram are lighting up the cupola of the grand mosque," said said be slowly, "night is at haud."

Mustapha anxiously awaited the answer of the astrologer. The latter continued in a mysterious manner

The declining day still eclipses the light of the constellations. I will answer you signior, when the evening star appears."

The Sultan made a movement of impatience anger was depicted In his countenauco, and the look which he darted cn the mutes showed Meballe that he had iucurred his Highness' displeasure. Curiosity, however, doubtless prevailed over every other feeling of the prince's mind, for turning to the young uian, he said: "I am little accustomed to wait: 1 will do so, however, if thou canst amuse me until the propitious hour arrives."

Would your Highness like to see some feats of juggling?" asked Mehalle, drawing his saber from its scabbard. "No, no!" exclaimed the Sultan, making the circles of slaves closo in about him. "Leave thy arms!"

Would you prefer a story, signior "Stories that lull an Arab to sleep under his tent No, I must have something new. Of all known games there is but one I care for I used to play it formerly, but now there is not a person in the palace who understands the chess-board."

The juggler smiled, and, taking an ebony box from a velvet bag, he presanted it to the Sultan, whose wish he understood.

The stern countenance of the Sultan relaxed at the sight, and the board was placed on the bowed back of a slave. Before commencing the game the Sultan said:

We are about to play so far, so good but sbouldst thou lose, what should I gain?" "Since your Highness doos mo the honor of playiug against me, I will stake all that I possess—this scimetar and my liberty. But what if I win added the young man, folding his arms. "Shouldst thou win, 1 would give thee a slave."

For a free man? The stake Is not equal." "I would add to it my finest courei\M

I need him not my feet are swifter than an Arab steed." What wouldst thou, then?" "I have a fancy, sublime signior. Until this day I have been nothing but a wanderer," wearing the dress ola juggler. Were I to Complain of this I should be ungrateful, for this simple

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arb has ever seen me free and happy. however, renounce it. I become your slave my mirth shall be for you alone I will sing for you Indian songs and, above all, I will divine for none but you. In return I will ask but one thing it is, if I win, to allow me to wear your royal mantle for ten minutes to sit upon the divan, surrounded by slives, aud to place upon my head that dreaded turban, whose fame has reached to tho ends of the earth."

Tho proposition of Meballe was received with a burst of laughter from the Sultan. 'Thou wouldst sit upon the seat of the Caliphs! Dost thou not fear the weight of this turban upon thy silly head A fine figure thou wouldst make under tho pelisse of Ottoman! I should like to soe thee giving audience to the viziers and pashas 1" "It is in your Highness's power to afford yourself this pleasure."

Well," exclaimed Mustapha, "I will agree to the stake, A juggler upon the throne! Such a sight the East never 8AW 1"

The game was short. Though he played with skill, the Sultan was checkmated. It was fairly done, snd be presently prepared to fulfill his engagement.

Mustapha loosened bis girdle, took off his pelisse, snd laid down his turban, wnile a slave assisted to invest Meballe In the royal garments. These preparations completed, the Sultan, dressed only in loose silken trousers and ricblv-embroldered vest, approached a clock, and, placing bis finger on the dial-plate said, "When the hand shall mark the hour of eight, I shall have paid my wager, and then 1 will appoint you ray astrologer."

Tbejuggler asoended the divan, and, having placed his scimetar at his side he ordered the door to be thrown open that tbewaiting courtiers mlgbtbeadmitted. The apartment, which the dim light of evening rendered obscure, was immediately filled with maftls and ulemss, agas of janlsaries snd pasha*, great officers or tbe Porte, snd foreign ambassadors. He next ordered a new relay of guards to relieve those on doty, snd the withdrawal of sll tbe personal attendants. It was the work of a moment. As the fresh soldiers were marching in, a sign from Meballe caused the flambeau to be lighted, when, in the dazzling flood of iflaminatlon, be stood erect, received the homage of the assembly, and fixing more firmly on bis besd tbe soarlet-fsatbered turban, the emblem of power, he cried, in a commanding tone "Let the stsndsrd of the Propbet be raised on St. Sonhis Tbe people will salute it from srar at tbe fires of Beiram J"

At these words sn officer stepped forth to execute the orders, but Mustsphs. who had been sitting aside, st first amused snd then alarmed, arose to prevent him.

Hsggi Mohammed!" thundered the ad interim Sultan, "obey!" Tbe aga bowed and retired* Meballe

added: "Let the imaums repair to the mosques and offer up petitions for tho' new Sultan! Cadillsquler, have the tomb of Mustapha opened in Scatsrl!" Tbe Sultan tried to smile. "Keepers of the treasury," continued Mehalle, "distribute among tbe poor of Stamboulthe boardings of the late'Sultan J"

Enough, buffoon!" exclaimed Mastapha. In an agitated voice, on seeing how readily his servants obeyed these strange orders.

441still

command," replied Mehalle,

with calm self-possession "the clockk has not yet struck the hour $f eight. Art thou, then, so impatient to kuow the fate that awaits thee?" The courtiers were at a loss to understand tho mysterious scene. They looked with terror on this bold young man, invested with the insignia of power, and tho Bostangi was aatonisbed at seeing his master tremble before a strolling juggler.

Mustaphn," continued the diviner, "I am about to tell thee the time of thy death, for the evening star has risen. Mufti, advance!"

The president of the oumela came forward. The diviner proceeded: "You who read every day the book of our Prophet, and explain it to the people, tell me how avarice and usury, drunkenness and murder, perfidy and cruelty, should be punished."

The mufti replied, in a low, grave Kc ng

tone: "By the crimes is deservin

oran any ono of these of death.'"

Thou hearest, Mustapha It is the

Prophet wbo condemns thee." As ho said this he beckoned to tho mutes*, Mustapha tried to rush to the divan,! but was seized by tbe slaves, who bad learned to recognize the symbol of power which Mehalle wore, and the iord was passed around his neck. "Thy hour has come! I am tho son of Solyman, who fell fifteen years ago in this place pleroed with wounds from tby sword! Thou hast counted the heads of every member of my family. Thou hast confounded the son of tby master with the child of a slave. I am the evening star: I am tho Sultan Amurath!"

As he thus spoke tbe young prince made a step forward. His lofty brow," his features, voice, manner, and commanding dignity of person inspired a deep emotion in the assembly. After a moment, tbe cry went up, "Long live Amurath and at the same moment tho body of Mustapha tell lifeless on the marble floor.

The clock had struck eight. Before the hour-band had once again passed round the dial, largess had been profusely scattered among the populace of Stamboul, oaths of allegiance taken by officers of state, and tbe proclamation, "His Highness, our very magnificent lord ana master, Sultan Abdul Aziz Amurath, has asoended the throne!" trumpeted by the public crier before the mosque of St. Sophia.

IT IS BETTER.

Better to wear a calico dress without trimming, if it be paid for, than to owe the shop-keeper for the most elegant silk, cu,t and trimmed in the most bewitching manner. 3etter to live in a log cabin all your own, than a brown stona mansion belonging to somebody else.

Better walk forever than run into debt for a horse and carriage. Better to use the old cano-seatecl chairs and faded three-ply carpet, than tremble at tbe bills sent home from the upholsterer's for the most elegant parlor set ever made.

Better to pay the street organ-grin-der two cents for music, if. you must have it, than owe for a grand piano.

Better to gaze upon bare walls, than pictures unpaid for. Better to eat thin soup from earthenware, if you owe your butcher nothing, than dine off lamb and roast beef, and know that it does not belong to you.

ONE YET LEFT.—One of tho Banitary police, in going through an alley yesterday, came along to a barn, and as bo halted he heard a voice say: "Take off that coat, voung man." There was a pause, and "about the time the coat was off tbe father continued: "You've needed a tanning this long while, and I'm

Teady

to give It to you you've

been (jwhack) going out (whack) nights, and (whack and a howl) you've sassed your (whack) mother, and you've satised (whack) me, and you've been trying (whack, jump and howl) to run tho house, but (wback and a yell) you can't do it." There was more whacking and howling, but the officer didn't stop, being convinced that Detroit had at least one old pioneer left.—[Free'Press.

TIIERR IS an anecdote of an English juror who. In a trial for murder, stood oat doggedly for acquittal against the unanimous opinion of his fellows, and who confessed, many years afterward, that be did so because ho himself was the murderer.

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