Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 6, Number 43, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 22 April 1876 — Page 6

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JOS"-

THE MAIL

A Paper

for the

People.

THE CHURCH QF THE WORLD.

I irtood one Sunday wornlng Before a large church deor The congregation gathered

And cnrriace*i scon-.

From one outstepped a lady I oft had seen before. &F -i x'K_ Iler hand was on a prayer-boou,

And held a vinaigrette The sign of man's redemption Clear on the book wo* not, Above the cross there glistenwl

A golden coronet. To her the obseqnlous Iwllc The liuierdOor Hung wide. Lightly, as up a ball-room.

Her foot»tMMt seemed t»» u'.Ide There might be good thought* lu her. For all her evil pride.

But after her a womani •, l'eeped wlsttufiy vrliCri. IOn whose wan face «u-i u-.iwu %.

Life'* hard**t discipline, The tract of the «ad trinity Of weakness, pain, and mu.

The few free seats wr.' crowded Whole she could re*t and pray With her worn uari contrasted

Kach side In fair array. iod'* tioune holds no poor sinner*. She stghed, and walked away.

Old Heathendom'* vast temples Hold men of every Mate The slops of far Heuar**

Commingle .small and great: The dome of .Saint Sophia Confounds all human state

The aisles of blessed I'eter Are ojK'n all the yinr Throughout wide Christian Europe

The ChrlstlanV right Js cleans To use God's house in fr«edom, Kach man the other's p»»er.

Save only in that England Where this disgrace I saw— England, where no one crunches 1 Tyranny bast- aweEngland, where all nre etiual lii-neatii the eye of Law.

Yet there, too, each catfiedral Contrast* its ample ruotii No weary beggar renting

Within the holy gloom No crirnetit atndent musing Reside the famous tomh.

Who shall remove tbisevlf That dewcratc80ur JigttrA scandal great as ever

Iconoclastic rage Who to this Christian peoph Host ore tiielr heritage? —[I/Oiit» llot*«iitroN, In Harper'* Monthly.

O E A

THE LOST WIFE.

BY BKLLA Z.W'F.XCER. Author of Tiled ami True," etc.

[This Intensely InterestingMory was commenced in The Saturday Evening Mall. Vol. i, No. tj— April 8, 1S7»:. liaelc number* can be had at The MallofUce, or sent to any address for live cents a copy.j

CHAPTER VIII.

A week had passed away since the in ^ident which liad occurred to disturb the r^pnlar routine of life in tho Clifton Mansion. The morning after the catastrophe, tho visitors left, cuttiiii their visit much shorter than they had expected to do under the circumstances prevailing. Tho portion of t'ny'9 relations with whom lie was 011 in*' te terms, were absent on a Europea ..r. Those still in town. had been estranged from him by an old, boyish Ireak, leaving him under the necessity now, of going to his own lonely residence on the Tindsou or taking up lodgings in a IIoIfJ. Ho preferred tho latter, and on Tuesday afternoon Unth himself and friend were snngly .installed at the A- where they intended to reina until tho return of hi* aunt's family, who were expeoted home in a few weeks.

Dr. Clifton was unremitting in his care of the invalid. Madeline devoted. Hut tdie lay scorched with fever and wild in delirium. Tho hearts of tho watchers ached with the piteons wnilings that issued from tho parched lips of the sufferer. Sometimes they we're startled by the wild bursts of agony that escaped iur, and incoherent ravings of a murdered child. She seemed to fancy herself the mother of a beautiful boy, for whose life she pleaded in i--donate ve-

hemenee. Then she wonld wail out that he was dead and that her heart was broken. Often alio fancied herself in a ilderness, with her child in her arms, helpless to get out. She would call upon friends to come to her, and save her. Then she was whirling over strange ttnds. and amid strangers. But all this was so wildly contused, no due could l»e galnod as to a fixed meaning, and they termed It but the distortions of a feverc{. unsettled imagination.

On the sixth night. Dr. Clifton pronounced a crisis at hand. A young lady fHond who lived noxt door, kindly shared the anxious vigil, and the three forma of tho watchers looked like so many statues, as the hour of midnight approached. Madeline sat upon theside of the couch, her eyes bent upon the pale, thin face. Dr. Clifton beside the nod clasping ono tiny hand, fala fingers •a the faint, fluttering pulse. Miss Gerhard sat a little apart, but wearing an expression of anxious Interest awakened by the many enthusiastic praise# she had heard from Madeline and the chilli rt»n, of their lovely governess.

With a low mean the sick woman tonsil np her hands and an expreeaion of aoorn and anguish swept her features. The gnat dark bine eyes ixed as if upon *ome hated object, and blazed resentment aa she broke forth passionate!y.

Away sir, and never dorr to apeak to me again! Tho very aound of jour yntoe Is pollution! I would have you kuow, air, that lonely as I am, neglected, scorned, If ton will, I am still able to defend myself from insult, and will do it. Go from me this instant."

Dr. CUflon looked up quickly at his daughter whose ftoewas thejpictute of angano pity. He was beginning to see more than the mere Images prmntod ihrongh the medium of deliriom, whlla a he waa atlU blinded by ignorance A remembrance of her brief history before ahe CUM to them, connected tlua fragment with it, vaguely, It la true 5 but still definitely moagh to eonvinoe him that she ww retracing.In feverish pa the, the (botatepa trodden in ber part Ule.

Ah," aha anin murmured—dow aadff and brokenly "Edward, Edwaid! lQt|»rfw, I hadmw beenti«». ^oeed to lneult and wrong. Un,wAat |m oome over you—where te your pride and eelMwperf, thrn*eeve oee dUugele alone with dUftoolUea!"

The revelatione were teoomtaf loo m*rked»ndpalnfal,and theso^gto

j^waeUaeed heek

laxprtaat wm

aodMMttered mm the codld not bear to lever this wealth of ^nmtrfr—' ber heed, and had etrtvea ^fkulaLreto Swe It, «w«see^Mtar •ccdpteg napltlna, wet In lee water, iala aver the bo* bi ow.

In a few moeaenta ahe became fillet attd lay still. A may pallor creftojer cbe feaiurea, and the soarlet lipe grado-

ally crew pale. The Di*s eyes were rivSS^potrher face. trembllng with the great fear that sweUed her heart. The shadow of Ieatli was

upon

tho beautiful form. TV ouMlt

tie there, and still it to eternal slumber? Whiter, whiter grew the pallid face. It looked like a pure sculpture of parian marble in ita immovable

beauty.

The

large eyes were but half vailed by the I01S dark lashes, and the little hands lav limp and cold aciww her bosom. Ah surely the dread Dfeatroyer waa at his work! A moufent more, and it would be finished!

Oh, papa! mil slu die^—is «he dead. breathed tne terrified girl almost inau-

placed his ear to her heart. It beat faintly. An almost imperceptible respiration moved tho linen over her bosom But the faint spark of life was so uncertain, he scarcely dared reply, and she took it for granted that she was already dead. Ilowing her face upon her hands she wept silently.

Several momenta passed away. A deop inspiration heaved the bosom wherein the l'alnt heart still throbbed lowly. Then the breath becomo more full and strong. A steady inspiration followed that heavy sigh, and slowly, very slowly, the color, like the delicate tint of a 'seashell, dawned upon the cheeks and lips. The eyes closed in a natural repose, and a gentle perspiration stood upon the forehead. With intense interest, tho physician watched tho dawning of a new* life, as it wore, and as it increased, a ^low of deep satisfaction settled upon his kind face.

Safe!" he ejaculated. "Look up, my daughter, 1 think the danger past." A low murmur of thankfulness responded. The generous girl had come to love the quiet, sorrowing woman, with a love almost beyond her own understanding. The restoration of her life at a moment when she thought her gone forever, was to her loving heart, like a special boon from the divine source of all mercies. Thankfully she bowed her head again, now in earnest prayer.

Half an hour later, Madeline prevailed upon her father to retire. Ora slept peacefully, and after preparing a place, in an adjoining chamber communicating with the ono they now occupied, for Miss (Jerhard, she turned the gas to a twilight, and softly laid herself besido the invalid.

She did not try to sleep. Notwithstanding her father's assurance of the speedy recovery of their charge, she feared a change, and lay wakefully observant.

Sometime passed away, and at lengt she closed her eyes in utter weariness. The watching of tho past week, had worn her very* much. Yet? the attendant excitement of the vigils, had prevented her feeling it so keenly as she felt it now. She was nearly falling asleep unawares, whou a faint movement at the foot of the couch, caused her to look up. For a moment tho vision that arrested her ga/.e, caused tho blood to circle icily about her heart.

A tiny figure stood there, a loose Ilowing robe of white falling about it, while long, waving curls lloated over the little shoulders. A pair ol' large, eager eyes rested upon tho two figures stretched upon the bed, shining like stars in the dim light. 4

Ada! my child what brought you hero, darling?" She rose quickly, and took the little form in her arms. Tho child was shivering with cold, but was very quiet, submitting herself passively to her embraeo. Fearing to waken the sleeper, Madeline took her to the far side of thtf chamber, near the grnte, and wrapped a warm shawl arouna tho chilled limbs. "Tell, me darling," she repeated. "Flow came you to leave your nurse? What brought you hero?" •4 Ada eouldnt sleep," said the child pitoously, "Ada wdnteu mamma." •4 Dear little angel! Uod has kindly spared your mamma. ^011 shall have her again, please Heaven! But you ought not to come out hero in the cold at this time of night. Why could not you go to sleep, babv?"

Mamma said Ada must never sleep till sho had said her prayers, and Ada did not say them to-night. Jenny was cross, and covered her up before she could say them. Where is my mamma I want my mamma!"

Poor child!" cried Madeline.

ounnot

Xo, no! Ada wanta to stay. Ijet Ada go to mamma now She looked toward the bed, and held out her arms pleadingly. Her little lips quivered as if about to cry, and Madeline trembled lest she should startle the sick mother with her screams. She was perplexed but atrove to soothe her with promises, which the little one utterly refysed.

If I take you to mamma, and letyou kiss her, will you then go back with me to the nursery she questioned. The child's face lighted gladly as she replied:

Oh, yea, let Ada kiss mamma!" Sho took her in her arms, and croesed tho room quietly, whispering her to be very still. The child was carried to her mamma, and looked in wishful hesitation at the thin face lying before her. Thensba spread her little arms to clasp ber neck in glad Impulse, forgetful of all, save that ahe waa with ber mother. Madeline drew ber back In alarm, and a cry of disappointment broke from her llpe.

Ore's eyes opened quietly, and gased upon the two figure*—one face marred by grief and disappointment—the other with alarm. She recognised them Instantly, and a faint smile broke over her features as she tried to apeak.

Baby! poor baby. It wanta ita mother," she breathed weekly. "Give her to me, Madeline."

Fearing to do more harm by oppoaition than compliance, the gentle none laid the eblld on the spot indicated by the mother's eyee, and with a cry of eatInfection, she oeetled her bright head agalnat the tender boeom, ana clasped her neck with both anna. Ore loosed up gretefolty mu running.

Poor little baby! sbeoaatdo without me* Have I been sick loogf I am SO

Mot very krag. About a week. Bat yoa will «et well now, tbmnk Ood. De be aaiet. though, deer Ma Meredith,

and mlsaing ber, had sought and carried her back, chilled to numbness, to her little crib. The glsi was afraid to tell, lest ahe should oe censored for want of watchfulne«i, «nd it waa long ere they learned how the yeamlhg Daby heart had suffered thus silently in unchildlike patience.

CHAPTER IX.

Hptli^g bad oome, bright and boautlfill, and Ora with her wan spiritual face, began to look forward gladly te the green freshness of earth, hoping to regain health and strength with the genial sunshine and the fragrance of flowers. Charles Lafarge in company with Guy BartoHi, had frequently called at the house since her illness, but she had no difficulty in avoiding tbein while yet an invalid. Now sho was rcmi.uingthe old routine of duty, but studiously refused to participate lu the social arrangements, as heretofore. Madeline expostulated but she said:

Indeed, I feel so weak and poorly fitted for society, I had rather keep my own room. You are very good, I know, and I thank you. But think, dear Madoline, of what possible advantage can it be to me to b» seen with you by your friends, treated in all respects one may sav, as an equal They will wonder who and what I am, where I came from, and all about me. The apparent equality, will rouse curiosity that I prefer to avoid. My life lias been painful, and I would shield the Past from prying eyes. I cannot help it if I am over sensitive. Suffering has made me so however. Let me be, sweet little friend, except such times as when you are alone. Then I will join you at your meals. My evenings I would like alwajT* to spend alone after Ada goes to sleep. When you have company, pray don't think of my joining you at any time."

This was more than sho had ever stfid of herself directly, since she had been with them, and Madeline drank it—eagerly. She was alive with interest since the "illness wherein so much that was wild and frightful had been murmured, and she longed for tho history of tho governess, more than anything else on earth. Once she had asked her father to explain if he could, and he replied gravely:

l'Mychild,

not at liberty to tell. She has suffered, but I believe her puro as an angel—almost as good. Be patient, love, and perhaps she will sometime explain hersolf, more than I could tell you."

And it was with this hope increased that sho now heard tho words Ora dropped casually. It shone brightly, wistfully iroru her eyes as she regarded her.

You must do as you like, of course, but we feel too much interest not to wish to have you with us more, and to have others know you. They would not feel surprised at our regard, could they know you as we do."

Ah, you are too flattering," was the grateful, playful responso. Yet a look of trouble flitted instantly over the thin face, and sho turned her'eves upon the young girl in half sorrowful inquiry.

What do you know of me to make y» love me? I am not good I am not very social or lovable in any particular way your own generous heart does more for me than my merits. In fact I have given you a great deal of trouble, arftl little else. I don't know just why you are all so good to me."

4,It

see its mamma to-night

You

shall see her to-morrow, darling. Come! Maddy will take you back to bod, and hear vour prayers. Then you must go to sleep, and when It gets light, you may come in here and see your mother, my pet."

Shall I take Ada

Ijethereta* She will not

disturb aae. Bow meflb tumble we

m"»ota3e£TttS^thlnk

of it. And

now yon mm* not talk. Goto Bleep, and if Ada Mods attention, I will take oare of her. Now I will lie down with yoa both.**

Tfcece were tow btfan left for net,]*# ere day dawned, Madeline elept Metfly bealde the mother and child. Ainmii to sleep without a word or tfxnreaieofc, her Utile longtoc heart at **etl MToooe had ever dreamed that ovary tfgbt the poor ohUd had stood silently by thedoer Sober Utile white gown, vainly hoping to get in, and that the nuree, waking

Come, yon shull not depreciate yourself. Nor will I pamper your vanity." she added playfully, "bv enumerating the virtues that make us love you. But seriously, I 'want you to bo with us more. Even Harry, who is the oddity of our household, expressed wonder at jrour severe seclusion, and said he missed you. Furthermore, he commissioned mo*to bring vou out qf your •burrow,' us he termed it." The Teacher's brow flushed hotly, and the old light of angry disturbance* came back to her eyes Madeline had seen on the night when he suggested the stage as a more lucrative profession. She recoiled at-having reopened the wound afresh, and hastened to change the conversation.

It waa not, however, a memory of that insult that disturbed her, but the knowledge that ho still pursued her with that spirit of annoyance which was growing so poignant. 'The faint hope that ho had forgotten it during her illness, was swept awav by a single sentence. She knew well that the household enemy stood guard at the door to aim at her some poisonous shaft the very moment she should emerge from tho sheltering nrecints of her own domain.

Madelino left her, feeling bath pain and disappointment. Along conversation lailod to win ber over to her wishes in regard to general intercourse with the family and special friends, or to gain any confidence from her whatever, relative to her past life, beyond what she had said. Madeline was generous to a fault, and not over worldly in her mind. Had ahe been, she could never have expected society to regard their governess In the favorable light in which she so lovingly sought to placo her. She did not stop to ask the reason why people would not accept as an equal, one occupying a subordinate position, even though she might be considered as such, and so treated in their own family. Ora, gifted, accomplished to a high degree, noble in her natur« and true womanly principle, wan to aociety nothing, while she combined with these qualities poverty and self dependence whieh made it necessary for her to labor for her bread.

Later in the day, accident threw her face to face with Harry Clifton aa she pusoorl from her own room to one on the floor above on some trifling errand. She flushed deeply, then paled. 8he oould not look upon her enemy, as she bad gradually learned to conaider him, wholly unmoved. But drawing her slight form up haughtily, she would havf passed with a cold nod, had be net Interposed to stay her progress.

He held out a band to ber with a frank pleasing gesture, while his handsome fece lighted ss If with genuine pleasure.

How nice it seems to see you out again, Mrs. Meredith," he exclaimed. "I declare, the house began to artfame a ftineral-llke aspect while you were ill. Yoa are growing stronger now though, and we all hope to see you in your accustomed plnoee again. I cannot tell you bow we miss your little qnlst figure amongst us. You are keeping yourself too close entirely. Oouu» out now, and have exercise with ua." •4Thank you, sir." She ratamed politely but with a tinge of ooldnees she eould bet riftett, In her tonee. Yoa are kind, but lam still indisposed for .society where lean avoid It."

He looked at her keenly. I see/Mbe said bluntly, Yoa have never foigivon me for that nsda speech of mfasa. M«y 1 hsk It now?"

Is no used, M*. CttfUm. I ioh trifles taaaar oae^i thai nearly forgotteftths eaftrefer." le it

oqr eoeMy, ei

Yoa An not like

etoos rea erOksieaUyaaUlandwftprsvioasty Why da

ywa avoid dm? aaeok half a*~

I have not seen yea to

your woes to 1 tmwu your sokes! dome, Ora evaded a direa reply, end wkhen excuse, forced her wav pMt hiotondlsA Uepreeence. He looked after her, the

light on his face changing to ono of deep displeasure. By the Lord," he muttered under hisbreath, "That woman is a riddle I will solve yet She puzzles,—she interests me strangely with her beautiful face and haughty manner. I'll solve that mystery around her, or my head shall lose its cunning. How she tantalizes me! Gentle, loving and tender to all others—I have seen it! To mo, cold a* ice and sharp aa steel. Here is metal worth trying. Let me provo it and see if it is true throughout."

He went down stairs, took his hat from theatand In the hall, and wont out upon the street.

It was warm and bright without, and the streets were thronged. He had not gone far when he met Guy and Charlie, as he now familiarly called the latter. Ills greeting wag warm and really joyous.

Halloo! I'm glad to meet you, gentlemen he said extending to each a hand. "Out sunning yourselves, eh? Beautiful day, isn't it. What a lucky fellow I am to have met you just hero. It Is near by, and I have just got some paintings home I want you to look at. Come round and give me jour opinion of them."

what I know, I am

With all tho pleasure imaginable," responded Guy. Cliarlio acquiesced readily, and the throe proceeded to Dr. Clifton's.

Madelino was out, and they wont up to the gallery of which tho family were justly proud. Paintings were Harry's especial passion, and he never lost an opportunity to increase the store already collected so happily in the long room wbere the lights and shadows fell upon them so advantageously.

Sometime passed in their examination and criticism. Guys taste wns fine, and his remarks verydiscrimitvi'incr Leaving them for a moment on a slight pretext, Harry lightly descended by a private stairway, came out in tho hall leading past the'music room and entered one beyond, as if on some errand. The one glance directed within, showed him the young teacher in afar corner, selecting some music, with Agnes by her side. H« knew it was her usual hour for giv ing her fuipilalesson in vocnl music, and had made his calculations nicely. In moment ho returned to the gallery.

Well, have you done here, Guy? How do you like the collection as a whole. You area good judge. Tell me frankly."

It cannot be surpnss*d in any private gallerj' in Now York," was the reply, made from honest conviction. "Some of these are of tho crandest and rarest works to be found. I cannot express tho appreciation I feel of their great value." "Thank you, Guy. Your'compliment is very gratifying. I have one more I should like to show you. It hangs in the music room, and represents a young girl seated by a stream near the base of the Rocky Mountains, playing upon a Harp. It looks strangely out of place here, but the workmanship is superb A long line of emigrant's wagons and large groups in the back ground of rough looking men and women, explain her presence, but sho appears set apart bv her dress, habits and exceeding beaut\- from the others. Come and see it."

He led the way, and the others follow ed with interest to see the picture. At tho threshold Harry slighly paused to sav •Pardon, Mrs. Meredith. I am iroing to show these gentlemen a painting that is here. Wo will not long intrude."

He turned towrard the painting as he uttered tho apology, but his glance never quitted hor face for an instant as she lifted her eyes from the pile of music on a stand beside her, and encountered the strangers. Then he saw lier palo aud gasp for breath as 011 a previous occasion. Guy and Charlie stood as if rooted to tho spot. The former took a few hasty strides forward "Glendora Can it be! For Heaven's sake how came you here?"

His taoe was as pale as hers.—his eves wild and full of passionato light. Harry took it all in with an inward exultation admirably covered by a show of extreme surprise

So you are acquainted, after all," he exclaimed. "Why, Mrs. Meredith, how is all this? I should have thought you would have recognized Mr. Bartoni wlun you saw him beforo."

The first deep, sharp, bitter sting of tho wound was ovor now. The deed was hopelessly done. There was no est cape. Anger at the perpetrator of tho mischief was tho best remedy she could have had for the gaping wound. Sho turned a scathing glance upon him as he stood before her.

Did I ever profess not to know him, Mr. Clifton? Vou

never asked me if ho

was known to me. Rut had you not done what you have to-day, it would have been better for all concerned. Guy Bartoni, I have no words to say to you, sir," she said firmly and with ley dignity, and turninor with haughty mien to leave them. No one strove to detain her. The incident fell like a blow up-*n the two visitors and tho poor victim. Harry saw his advantage, and for the time being, was elated with his success.

Gny turned snd strode rapidly to a window, where he slgod for several moments In deep thought. He was evidently disturbed to an intense degree, but in a few moments he came back looking serion*—almost sad.

Harry, is that the governess of whom I have beard so mnch? Is that your sister's and my betrothed's bosom friend. Tell me that It is not so?" "Bat It Is sol Why? For Heaven's sake, explain this mystery!"

Bartoni turned again and strode heavily over the floor. Then he came back and said regretfolly:

Harry, I am the lest man on earth to cast suspicion on the Mr fame »f a woman. I would not do It now, but It Is Inst to you to say that she Is no fit inmate for this house, and I know it."

His glance bore a deeper significance than bte words. "Good Heaven's! Can It be possible!" The yoang man's tones were roll of innignatlon but neither Ora or Gay bed worn a whiter fooe than his at that moment. He had pine too for, and without knowing it planted a dagger in his own heart which he dreamed not ol till he felt the sting of ita wound.

Eno

Guy! this natter mat be folly exhdned now," be said huskily. "This 1 UoM for folse modesty or quibbling. You sal tell both my father sndnywhat TOO know."

Is oot rnvwot* sufficient, HarryTI heveesM am to bofes,endmy Mai Charles latefi will bpr •seeut intheesserttoa,If yea

Tdlmoatt-whenasd whers yoa knew h^Ij^bosaam ss^jsMlns iijy

been en Instate of {he bouse, fhvuredbv thefoadtyae one of as, and I would.

whom we have tbas fovored, la all sMtfoahHUb'* froa ore piweU—doue, truly," sold Gey, aeeeyee beyond hie petienceu He had gone for as ho wish«fbut bewas mw compelled beyond his limit. "Bat sinee you wish It, I will tell yon that I

the

met her in a Southern City, where ahe appeared to be in extreme want. I know nothing of ber history beyond the fact that she was separated from ber husband. I cannot affirm the cause, tho' evil minded people might easily construe it in an uncharitable light from hor subsequent life. I will not enlarge her faults. Want has much to do with sin and its accompaniment of misery. I pitied ber from my soul, and aided her in a measure. But *1 have said enough. Will it suffice j'ou

44Yes.

One thing more, however!

What name did she boar

4'I

declare, I havo forgotten all but the first, which is Glendora. Do you remember it Charlie?"

Dumont, I think" said the other readily.

Enough!" cried Harry turning from »he room. "Gentlemen," we will seek my father."

The three young men proceeded down stairs with various emotions. Harry was still white and his eyes looked stony. He could not recede now from tho path he had entered, and be summoned all his courage to get through. Guy was angry and uneasy, yet forced to appear calmly quiescent. Charles Lafarge looked pained and deeply disturbed.

Dr. CI ton looked up from some papers as his son entered accompanied by tho young men. He saw instantly, that something unusual had occurred, and questioned them in the first moment as to the cause.

44Harry,

At the moment when Harry Clifton had reached foith his hand, and in Ills cruel, wilful might, smote her from tho fair pedestal 011 which she stood, ho found that he loved her better than his own life!

Ah! Blind, wilful mortality! How mad we are! [TO 1IK CONTINTKU.]

WHO ARE YOUR WANY' He that walkoth with wise men shall be wise but a companion of fools shall be destroyed. It is said to be a property of tlje'tree frog that it acquires the color of whatever it adheres to for a siiort time. Thus, when foand on growing, corn, it is commonly a dark green. If found on white oak, it has the color peculiar to that tree. Just so it is with a man. Tell mo whom you choose as your companions and I will tell who you are. 1)0 you love the society of the vulgar? Then you ora like them in your sentiments. Do you seek the society of tho profane? In you heart you are like them. Are jesters and buffoons your choice friends? lie who loves to laugh at folly ia himself a fool, and probably a very stupid one, too. Do you love to seek the society of the wise and good? Is this your habit? Would you rather take the lowest place among them than the highest among others? Then you have already learned to bo wise and good. You may not have made much progress, hut even a good beginning is not to be despised. Hold on your way. anil seek to be the companion of all that fear God. So you shall be wise for yourself and wise in eternity

Hkrk is an old story of a Yankee captain and his mate: Whenever thero was a plum pudding made, by the captain's orders all the plums were put in .0 one end of it, ana that end placed next to the captain, who, after helping himself passed it to the mate, who never found any plums in his part of it. Well, alter this game had been played for some time, the mate prevailed on the steward to place the end which had no plums in it next to the captain. The captain no sooner saw the pudding than he discovered that he had the wrong end of it. Ptoklhg np the dish, and turning it in his bands ss If merely examining the China, he sold, "This dish oost metwo shillings in Liverpool," sndput it down again, as choagh without design, with the plum end next to himself. "Is it possible said the msU», taking up the dish "I shouldn't suppoee it wee worth more than a shillingand, as if In perfect Innooenoe, he put down the dish with the plum end next to himself. The captain looked at the mate, the mate looked at the captain. The captain laughed, the mate laughed. "I'll tell you what, yoang one," said the captain, "you've found me out, so we'll just out toe pudding lengthwise this time."

THE AQR OF MAti.

Level having, In a positive way some forty yearn ego, put back the mith of man to aaladoAnHe period, the anthropologists mn endeavoring to throw hrtherllght on the difficult problem relative to the named antiquity of men ob the earth/roe issserrhss made la the Kent Gevern sosmto show thsia*

tk*prtn»nlwibMd. IMmkn* latJ been to ftx man's reeogaUtliln iiiiiwmnii ir- this earth aa for nek mmtk. xbe ilteoij whieh ^^BgrounTevery dV, to thjrt of the

Met of barberfcSB. H, towaver, our

type to not persistent, perfume the ten millionth year from now future anthropologists will be in tbe same trouble ss they are to-day.

Guy, what haa happened?"

The son's voice was very husky as he repeated the littlo incident of tho afternoon, and its results. The Dr. listened in bewilderment. Guy confirmed all that Harry said, with some further particulars, and then a deep silence fell upon the whole party.

Five, ten minutes passed. Tho old man paced the room thoughtfully—tho son stood in the shadow of a window, his face hidden from the inmates. The two gentlemen sat uneasily awaiting the issue of this event.

At last the Dr. heaved heavy, painful sigh. There were trace* of tears 011 his cheak as he looked up and said:

Well, I suppose I must believo what you both so strongly assert, but if any others had said it of her, I should have turned them from my door asviilianous slanderers. I know Guy, that your interest is linked with ours, and oannot think you actuated by other than pure motives in this revelation. It seems almost impossible, though. She is so fair, so lovely, so high minded. Few have her intellect ana strong womanly traits of character. It is hard to think hor aught but what is spotlessly pure and good. Hero her deportment has ever been that of a lady. How hard it seems now, good as she has been in our eyes, to turn hor out into the cold world. Yet we must do it, I suppose."

There was much sorrow, but neither angor or indignation in his tones. Had ho searched his great generous heart, he would have seen how utterly it denied a belief in tho vile tale to destroy a good, truo woman.

At length tho young men escaped, glad to be free, and Llarry went to his room with a heavy load upon his heart, while his father sought his daughter. The father attributed the stern hard look and manner of his son, to anger at the supposed deception, but could he have followed him to his room and watched him therein his misery and self reproach, he would have beon enlightened strangely.

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