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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

[Commenced In The Mali Jane 6th. Back "number* can be had on application at.jublication office or of news agent*.]

VANITY HARDWARE.

By ALAN MUIR.

PAItT THE SECOND.

CHAPTER IX

VAXITY IS ALOIRA WITH TEMPTATI03T. Vanity wan alone in the darkened rick room. Her little charge was satisfied with the low song of "Now the day is over and as often as the email, trick voice plainted out its "Mamma,1' the reply of a chanted verse assured the little sufferer that her best consoler was at hand.

The child sunk to sleep, and the doctor left the room. Then Vanity began to realize what she had done. Ail her life Bhe had felt that dread of smallpox which every woman must, bat which is becoming less familiar as that pestilence retreats before the firm hand of science. Poor Vanity! she was braised and almost heartbroken by her late misfortunes, and she still ached with the long, dull pang of Willie Snow's faithlessness. In this forlorn state she was alive to kindness, and she felt greatly touched by the kindness of her new friend Maud Neville. When she ww the mother distracted with grief, and forbidden to comfort her darling, Vanity at once formed her resolution. Perhaps her stage experience suggested the idea of personating the mother certainly her skill in acting helped her to carry cut the device. But the act itself was done in the most generous spirit, and when the daring and firmness which' it required are taken into consideration, perhaps even a cynic might hesitate to deny that Vanity bad played the part of a true heroine.

But the generous glow died out, as all emotion wilL Now, in the dark room, Vanity bad time to think what she had undertaken and, it must be confessed, she began to feel afraid. For a time she thought of relinquishing her charge, and allowing the nurse to take her place, now that the sick child had been safely removed to its room but several considerations, which need not be detailed, served to dissuade her from that course, and these were reinforced by the plaintive voice which in the darkness kept calling her "Mamma, mamma!" Finally she resolved to stay at her post and, when the sick-nurse arrived, die announced her resolution of sharing the duties, and still keeping up the kind illusion which gave tranquility to the little sufferer. Thenceforth she saw none except the doctor, the nurse and one old woman servant. The sick-rooms were shut off from the rest of the house, and Vanity was left alone with her duties, and the grim danger that lay crouching behind.

On the whole she was calm. Now, upon the subsidence of the terrible excitement of the last few weeks, Vanity knew the state of her own heart. The awful end of her father had been a stunning stroke of Fate, and had filled her mind with horror but she had known too much of the secrets of his fierce and reckless career to feel surprised at its tragical close. He had never been kind to ber, and none- but herself ever knew what terriblo trials she had suffered since her mother's doath and theso trials were in some ways intensified by the snatches of wild gaioty which intersected their lives. Vanity had never known the factB of her father's life. Tho robberies of which he was suspected were never, with her nor with anybody, matters of positive knowledge. Still, she knew that her father was a bad, unscrupulous man his conduct made it evident that- somo terrible danger was ever hanging over him and, accordingly, Vanity had reasons for the most dreadful surmises. His death, appalling as it was, relieved her of some anxieties, more especially as his •whole past had been swallowed up in a fiery oblivion, which forever hii the worst facta site suspooted from discovery or from legal proof.

But Willis SrtoW Had broken poor Vanity's heart. In spite of his weakness, which she oould not but despise, she loved him still. The words of rebuke and disdain with which t&ehad met him on that memorable day were not permanently true. Her doom was that she loved him still. In her secret heart she still caressed the dangerous memory of liandsome Willie Snow, The secret threads which bind the heart ot a woman to a man lire inexplicable. Even now in her solitude (the kept running the skiff of her fancy near to those dangerous rapids where many a roan and woman have been hurried down to ruin. She thought of his winsome ways, his handHome face, recalled their Jove-scenes, hated jhor rival, mused with dangerous warmth of •what might have been, sometimes wondered could she even now draw her lover bade from the inanimate companionship of respoctnble Nancy—Snow.

Vanity Hardware thought little of convention, and the virtue she possessed was most decidedly unconventional. She believed that Nancy had unfairly entrapped the man who bal given to her hit heart. But over that man she had still (well she knew it!) no insignificant power. Suppose she wwe to try the arts she knew ttpon him, and make him sow her own, wearied as he doubtless must be with the insipid carenoa of Nancy. In ber dark chamber Vanity*# heart began to beat at its ok! dangerous pace.

In this darkened room of sickness, with poril at band, Vanity Hardware talked thus with herself: "I hav exposed myself to fearful danger if my life is sacrificed, shall I much regrot it! But if 1 survive, and leave this room with beauty unimpaired—then, Mistress Nancy Snow, beware! Too stole my lover from me. I shall repay yoa. I know my 3ww, I shall steal your husband from yoa. tear your hair as I tore mine, and sot and cry for death ass, under your cruel hands, I sobbed and raved and cried t" "If I am not to make Willis my own—why, ben I have exposed myself to danger—1st me be struck down but if I come forth hence unhurt, then I shall treat my life as my own. WttUel WiUisi by your weak impulsive nature and by my beauty yoa afcali yet be minel After that vxae what may j"

It was most ,*stagular, however, tint sbs did not give any thought to the possibility that ber life might be spared, while her beauty was destroyed. Yet if that happened, ah* would be an enchantress no mora, and

Nancy would be the victor Corevsr.

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MML BX&DCASTUI VOBKM TU TOOK. Time went by. Ttm attack of nsaUpaa w*s not severe, and She child soon began to mend, lland Nevills several times tried to persuade Vanity that her pteswacs with the little girl was no longer needed, and urged her to leave but Vanity was resolved to remain. In the dark room it# stili played hsr

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of mother, and the cfcOd would never fflnlws bar "nothr" wss at band, Berfdes, Vanity rsMwwd tint ebs wooM rap

no greater risk by remaining than she had already incurred for the disease would either never attack her or she must be already infected. To these considerations was added her strange fatalistic idea, that if she died through this act it would be well but if she escaped, she could henceforth live after her own fashion. Generous humanity wrifi true courage had brought her into this infected room but a new strange motive kept her there in a sort of fascinated state. Sometimes she wished for death and the end of all at other times her heart beat with wild thoughts but even amidst the wild thoughts there was a certain relief in thinking that death might interpose, and make the consummation which she at once desired and dreaded an impassibility forever.

Meanwhile she grew fond of her little charge. The child was the most patient of sufferers would whisper "Thank you, mamma," with a grace and prettineas, every time she was tended would ask "mother" to sing, and would pipe in a few notes here and there, stopping with a sigh, and murmuring that she was tired then die would lie with her tiny wasted hand in "mother's," quits content, lying on the brink of the grave with the serene unconsciousness of childhood. Vanity began to feel anew affection in her breast, a tenderness for this little child.

All this time Mrs. Hardcastle drove over daily in her great carriage and pair, and m.H« kind inquiries. The conduct ol this irMMt-imfthlfl lady showed that she had been duly endowed by nature with the instinct of self-preservation. Her habit was to drive to the borders of the ground, having first observed the quarter of the wind for to make things sure, and acting on her cherished axiom that Providence helps those that help themselves, die had her weathercock specially repaired for the crisis. Thus, having pulled her carriage up something like a quarter of a mile from the house, the thoughtful dame would select some young child returning from the parish school, and would give the creature a penny to go right up to the house and say that Mrs. Hardcastls was waiting. Hereupon tome of the family would repair to the spot, and begin a conversation over the hedge which inclosed tbs grounds. At sight of this deputation Mrs. Hardcastle would stand up in her carriage and bring out a small watering pot filled with the strongest vinegar, and with this engine she would describe an aromatic semicircle around herself, remarking invariably that it was our duty to use the means. By the time she had delivered herself of these valuable sentiments there was generally a quart or two of vinegar on the high-road, and the very horses were sneezing.

Then Mrs. Hardcastle would begin: "How is the child!" ^Usually the child was going on nicely. ''Here the old lady would remark that this was satisfactory, as far as it went. Then came question number two: "Has the Complaint caught the young person yetP'

No the young person maintained her ordinary health. At this the old lady would remark that there was considerable time left yet, and she would pass on to question three: "Has the Complaint come down stairs!"

No the Complaint had not come down stairs. The old lady would look as if this were somewhat unaccountable behavior on the part of the Complaint, and after musing she would put question four. If Mrs. Neville happened to be tho deputation, the question took this form: "Maud! you are not going to remain it that house}" "Yes," Maud would Bay, 'there is really no danger."

Maud." the old lady would reply, in great anger, "you were always reckless—ever since you were four years old."

On one point the old lady was very pressing, so much that this seemed the prune motive which induced her to oxpose her person to such risk, Is.'it-.-ifc- 3 .^"Is Tom staying'on with youfr "Yes," Maud would reply. "He is not afraid." "Now, Maud, take advice," Mrs. Hardcastle would say. "Tom Pembroke is tempting Providence. A young unmarried man, too! Gtft him out of the house. Send him up to London and let him take a Turkish bath then let him burn all the clothes he has worn then let him come down and stay a month with Georgia a and myself, ws will take god care of him. Georgina is quite unhappy about Tom it really goes to my heart to see her fret."

Maud enjoyed a quiet smile all to herself. That afternoon she dryly informed her brother of Mrs. Hard cattle's proposal, dotaUlfetg with satirical fullness fche directions as to burning tho clothes and taking the Turkish bath. Tom Pembroke was highly diverted, but he was nettled too, and planned revenge. The next morning, when Mrs. Hard castle's carnage stopped as usual near th« fence, Tom stole secretly along behind the plantation, and suddenly appeared in lull view. "Maud told me of your kind invitation," he said, with friendly warmth. "You are too good-natured." "i hope bofore you come you will be disinfected," replied Mrs. Hardcastle. "Thoroughly disinfected, Tom. Then all will be well." "Quite so," Tom answered. "But before that I must have one word with you. We may ss well sit together in tho carriage and talk."

At the word he leaped lightly over the fence and walked straight up to her. The old lady turned deadly pale. "Not now. Not this morning," she called oat "It would be most imprudent" "Not the least, crial Tom gayly. "I take the reef* nslhility on myself."

And. actually his hand was on the carriage door "James,11 shouted the old lady, in fearful accents, "drive off] Home, James, homer

And without a word of explanation or farewell off she drove at a tremendous pee* and with such dexterity did she handle her watering-pot that the vinegar streamed out behind like the tail of a com si. Tom went back to the house laughing, and Maud applauded his wit and resource, and confessed that ha told his story in a most amusing way. But Mrs. Hardawtte had forgotten that in Ufa scheming people most be prepared to dare somewhat at particular junctures, else the best laid scheme will not prosper. In all probability had Tom Pembroke sat down in that carnage, Aarabella Hardcastle would have changed her name before six months were over Mrs. Hardcastle would have been a prood and happy mother-in-law Tom Pembroke would have sank into a good-natured gentleman, managed to the point of nooenity: Maud Neville would have been transformed into a warm-hearted sister disgusted tor life and the question concerning Vanity Hardware, Is shs a heroinef could never have extracted amy answer, except

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CHAPTER XT" •'V,§U VAHITT a HI BARM.

Had thia story been narrated tn tbs shape of a comedy, a pretty scene might have been •arranged hera A w*B ordered flowar garden, toward the end of October, tn a genial year whan summer lingered hwag. In the midst of the garden a laiget low house, with hnt Tsrauia in Croat, and above the isasisia a balcony. Ifcpwd Nevflto standing

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below, talking with Vanity Hardware in half-whispers, lest by any chanos the small ears inside shonld hear.

Besides these two pretty women, a third figure often appears. Tom Pembroke liked a morning cigar, and his habit had been to emnkn it while walking in the kitchen garden, ^wpCTilting with an old gardener who known him from a child. All of a sudden Tom took a fancy to the flower garden. So sure as Maud began to talk with Vanity about the sick child, so surely would Tom lie seen idling round the garden with his

So surely would Tom be seen idling around the garden. cigar, and an opportunity of raising his hat to Vanity, whom everybody there treated as a lady without knowing why.

Of course Maud saw it all and conning over Vanity's strange manner in her mind, she ressonably concluded that the beautiful stranger, having observed how the soldier admired her, was elated at her conquest, and yet fearful of the event "It is not to be wondered at," Maud cniH to herself "of course she feels pleased." But Maud felt that she mtist warn her brother to be careful. She loved her brother above every human creature except her husband and her children but still, Maud knew what men are, and she was a plucky woman, who always said her say. She determined to tell Tom plainly that this sort of thing would never do. One fact puzzled, and yet pleased her, too. For severed mornings she watched this by-play, and she oould not but acquit Vanity of artful behavior. Not a flirting glance, not a bit of affected coyness, no at tempt to kill with a ra treating eye as she left the balceny. The very way in which Vanity returned Tom's salute was so frank and open that Maud, who had been a bit of a flirt in her time, confessed to herself that under no possible system, however wily, could Vanity be trying to fascinate this fas* cinating soldier.

But the cause of her complste indifference was beyond Maud Neville's ken. Vanity was infatuated about Willie Snow in spite of his misconduct she loved him more than ever. This was silly and weak of Vanity but consider, reader, how few stories would be written if a few people were not silly and weak and remember how frail is the heart of woman. Shall we wonder if now and again one of that sex does go right down mad over an unworthy lovef Even the masculine heart is not secure against such delusion. The masculine heart, we all know, is as near perfection as possible and yet a duke, a millionaire, a scholar or a philosopher has been known to surrender his heart to some charmer whom every person of common sense has pronounced utterly tinworthy, and the charmer has been known to hold the heart against all comers. We need not forgive Vanity, but we may consider in what company she travels the road of wayward affection. Her madneBS was at least sincere. Vanity thought nothing of the handsome dragoon for whose admiration several girls of rank and fortune were sighing. She would not turn her head for another glanoe, all because her heart was full of Willie Snow, weak Willie Snow, the man whom die still called her own, and whom she believed had been given to her in a solemn and tender hour beneath the saffron skies, and to the music of the dying evening wind. "And sfm," Vanity murmured, with an accent of intense scorn, "was married to him in a damp parish church, with a clerk twanging the responses through his nose!"

For Vanity could express her rebellious feelings wittily enough, and she did not fully understand the danger she was in. --is?

CHAPTER XrL-

HAUD NEviLLS! IN FIX

Mistress Maud Neville was prompted by a humane desiro to keep the heart of her brother in safety and to guide bis affections aright. This desire frequently possesses active and high-minded matrons, and from it unspeakable benefits accrue to humanity. After one of these morning encounters between grassplot and balcony, when Vanity had retired "Bit down here, Tom," said Maud, indicating a garden seat "what a pleasant cigar you are smoking this morningI" "Glad you like it," Tom said, being weak on the subject of cigars. "I bought a thousand yesterday. I fancy I know a good cigar." "This is quite fragrant," the innocent young matron said. "So agreeable in the open air."

Our dragoon sat down, and in the spirit of courtesy disposed himself so that- he shonld come between the wind and his sister. Under this arrangement Maud winked a little two or three tames, but on the whole die bore it very well. "Now, Master Tom," Maud said playfully, "have you counted up the hearts you have broken since you came down heref" "Oh, I don't know about that!" the dragoon replied, looking n* ill-pleased with himself. "I really don't give my mind to it —not much, yoa know, Mandey." "Still, you must admit"-— Maud BOW •poke with the air of a woman of, say, fiftyfive grave, experienced, one who had long looked life in the face—"yon mart admit that a mam ought to make up his mind scans time." "Yea," Tom replied, •'certa.inly he ought •cane time, as yon say." "I suppose you will marry, Tomf

At this artless question the dragoon positively blushed. "And I suppose," Mand went on. "Arabella Hardcastle will be the woananF "Cant say," Tom replied diffidently. Then brightecdng up, he added, "I think it highly probable ths* the man Arabella will marry will be myself. I mean, yon know, Arabella and her motiher together, Maadey.*

Tom applied himself vigorously to Ids cigar, like a man who hnagotovtof a fix dsviriy.

Hand was greativ amused, and Isnghsd hsaurtily aft faanotbsr Tom's wit. "Fbr shame!" abm said. "Poor Arabsla! And arfter all, Ton, sbs is rathsr a nk» old tody." "Bather,* TtoanrspUad "butenlyr**araot very." "tet, Tom," Xsnd said with an admfcabis 5* «"KK y9 and the Hard-

castles fallen out? Yon did not speak in this way a few days ago." At which our dragoon's blush, just receding, broke out again most visibly. "In one word," Maud said, looking him fall in the face, "there is a new-comer. I think I can guess."

In this way Mand ftmtrhred sb skillfully that there and then her brother confessed he admired Vanity Hardware, and she, like the tactician she was, received the intelligence with perfect composure, not protesting, but ready to discuss the matter in the most business like spirit Maud Neville, hot as she was, could keep her temper, especially with her brother, upon whom she doted, fearing hifti a little too. This only she 6aid: "She is very handsome, good, kind but then, Tom "I know what you mean," Tom remarked, seeing she hesitated. "Ought we to visit her!" "Well, you see, Tom, we have to ask such questions."

So Tom turned full on his sister, half laughing, yet with a certain seriousness in his voice. "If you had to choose for me, and the choice lay between Arabella and my newcomer "Really, Tom, I should not know what to da"

This may seem strange enough, but4 Maud could not bear the idea of having Arabella Hardcastle for sister-in-law. Her dislike was not a recent affair. Mrs. Hardcastle had brought her up from infancy, and had managed to make her, as child, girl and young woman, cordially detest her guardian. Arabella, too, had always been pitted against Maud. Her music, her dancing, her way of entering a room, her singing, her Paris accent, whatever could become a young woman, was praised in Arabella to the open disparagement of Maud. Now, Maud was born with a temper, and never could submit to t.hia odious system of comparison and many a time, as a child, she had been sent to bed, with bread and water for dinner, because she rebelled against Mrs. Hard castle's insulting comparisons. Her hour of triumph came at last for wealthy Augustus Neville chose her, and not Arabella, when Mrs. Hardcastle was compassing sea and land to get the husband for her own daughter. Maud loved her husband because he was clever and kind, and perhaps, most of all, because he delivered her from the bondage of this female Pharaoh. But she never could forget her humiliating past Not that she was revengeful but, indeed, old Mrs. Hardcastle would have prevented any mortal Christian, no matter in what stage of perfection, from forgiving her.

But that potent bid lady had managed to entangle Tom Pembroke. Tom was easynaturod, and liked a bit of flirtation, and he was so dexterously managed that by this time he was more than half convinced that he b»d won Arabella's affections, and might end by breaking her heart! He was a man of scrupulous honor, and his sister well knew that if old Mrs. Hardcastle once convinced him that he had thoughtlessly gained her daughter's affections, Tom would marry the girl at all risks. At the very thought of such an event Mand shuddered.

Accordingly, when Tom told his sister that he had really taken a fancy to Vanity Hardware, that sensible and straightforward young woman was in a fix. Perhaps, of the two she might have preferred Vanity, but all lady readers will see that there were very grave objections to a marriage with this brave, beautiful, but certainly most nondescript heroine. Some women might have finessed one girl against the other, trying at the same time to lead Tom away from both. But Maud, while not above practicing feminine arts and minor duplicities, was at heart as honorable as ber brother, and would have hated herself if she could have seriously entertained the idea of playing with poor Vanity's affections for any social gain whatever. Accordingly Tom's question was a decided poser. "Which of the two would it be, Maud?"

Tom saw his advantage, and pressed his question. Maud traced a pattern on the gravel with her foot, raised her eyebrows, as if to signify that she was put in an unfair position: but she made no answer. "You see, Maud," said Tom, "in Arabella's re

there would be no question of 'ought we to visit herf Everybody ought everybody would."

Maud nodded but she did not relax her face of dislike'for an instant "In the caae of Miss Hardware"—somehow Tom had a difficulty over the name—"there would be all sorts of difficulties, some imaginary, some real."

Maud nodded again. "Of course," said Tom, I am now talking on the supposition that I felt such a step to be desirable, and also that 4

Tom paused, and his sister lookad np. "What next!" "That Miss Hardware would have me." There was a tender respect for the woman of his wavering choice, and Maud admired

him

for it but she said "Oh, Tom, ridiculous. Of coarse she would "Now, do you know," he rejoined, "I am not so sure of that"

And he spoke so seriously that Maud felt be must have some reason for hts thought, and die was greatly astonished. Fancy wealthy, handsome, dashing, good-humored Tom Pembroke, asking poor and pretty and holplpna Vanity Hardware to be his wife! And fancy her saying No! Here would be materials for a novel indeed 1

[CONTOWUKD NEXT WEEK.]

THE GROWTH OF SCANDAL. [New Yerk Times.] Mrs. Talkative (to first caller)—Did yoa hear that the new minister is not well?

First Caller—Yes. I am afraid he works too bard. Mrs. Talkative (to second caller)—I hear that the new minister is working himself down sick.

Second Caller—Is it possible I notice him going to Mrs. S.'s pretty often. Mrs. Talkative (to third caller)—Isn't it awful the way in which the new minister is carrying on with that young Mrs. S., and be pretends to be sick, too, from overwork. It's scandalous.

A CLEVER ARTIST.

An artist who could not tadk French spent some time in Paris. When be could not make the waiten) at the restaurant understand bis wants he made drawings. He wanted beefsteak and mushrooms, and drew an elegant mushroom shading a large beefstake. The waiter brought him a lap-robe and ai new cotton umbrella.

Tta SOZODONT the whole world tries. Tls SOZOIMNT which pnrtlles The breath and month, and dirt defies, Tim SOZODONT for which wear, Sweet SOZOlHJNT for wbtcb we ttgb, TIsonlySOZODONT webuy.

The Pmfaw of Sowdost

like tbe famous article itself, is in slmoet every body's month. Hie people know tint it pressf as ss wall as beamtifies tbe teeth. Hence it Is tbe standard Tooth Wasb of tbe Period.

"Spalding's Gioe," useful

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KEEP THE SOUL ON TOP, [Sacramento Record-Union.] Little Bertie Blynn had just finished his dinner. He was in the cozy library, keeping still for a few minutes after eating, according to his mother's rule. She got it from the family doctor, and a good rule it is. Bertie was sitting in his own rocking-chair before the pleasan grate fire. He had in his hand two fine apples, a rich red and a green. His father sat at a window reading a newspaper. Presently he heard the child say: "Thank you, little master."

Dropping his paper, he said: "I thought we were alone, Bertie. Who was here jast now "Nobody, papa, only you and ISWJU: "Didn't you say just now, 'Thank yon, little master?'"

Tbe child did not answer at first, bnt laughed a shy laugh. Soon he said: "I am afraid you'll laugh at me if I tell you papa." "Well, you have just laughed, and why mayn't I?" "Bnt 1 mean you'll make fun of me." "No, I won't make fun of you, but perhaps I'll have fun with you. That will help us digest oar roast beef." "I'll tell yoa about it, papa. I had eaten my red apple, and wanted to eat the green one, too. Just then I remembered something I lesrned in school about eating, ana I thought one big ap-

le would be enough. My stomach will glad if I don't give it the green one to grind. It seemed for a moment just as if it said to me, 'Thank yoa, little master but I know I said it myself." "Bertie, what is it Miss McLaren has been teaching about eating "She told us to be careful not to give our stomachs too much food to grind. If we do, she says, it will make bad blood, that will run into our brains and make tbem dull and stupid, so that we can't set oar lessons well, and perhaps give us headaches, too. If we give our stomachs just enough work to do they will give us pure, lively blood, that will make us feel bright and cheerful in school. Miss McLaren says that sometimes when she eats too much of something that she likes very much, it seems almost as if her stomach moaned and complained but when she denies herself, and doesn't eat too much, it seems as if it were thankfal and glaa." "That's as good preaching as tbe minister's Bertie. What more did Miss McLaren tell yoa about the matter "She taught us a verse one day about keeping the soul on top. That wasn't just the words, but it's what it meant."

At this papa's paper went suddenly right up before bis fsce. When in a minute it dropped down, there wasn't any laugh on his face, as ne said, "Were not these the words, 'I keep my body under?'" "O yes! that was it but it means just the same. If I keep my body under of course my soul is on top." "Of crurse it is, my boy. Keep your soul on top, and you'll belong to the grandest style of men that walks the earth."

A WHOLESOME UREA [New York Tiibnne.] Gen. W. T. Sherman had a caller yesterday from Wall street, who asked nim incidentally: "Will you be down on Wall street today

A look of indescribable horror mixed with fun spread over the General's face as he replied: "Bless my soul, no! I never go to Wall street, except to the bank, when I want money. I've got enough in my

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ockets to get home on, and as long as} that no Wall street for me." ,,

Smirching the RosSS. (Youth's Companion.)

We have many readers in farm and country places, where long custom has sanctioned frolics which almost invariably lead to evil,, or at the least to scandal. Hay-ing-rides, kissing-games, the romping parties in which boys an girls are left to indulge, unprotected by older persons, lead to vulgarity and rudeness. No modest girl should be afraid to rofuse to join in tbem Irofft dread of ridicule.

The very men who laugh at her are those who would re-pact, her most. The young girl with whom a man can romp, or whom he can kiss at pleasure, is not the one whom even he would choose for a wife. It is the man who Bmirchex the rose who is first to lay it aside.,

A Pretty Wall Pocket. [Louisville Courier-Journal]

A useful and pretty wall-pocket is made of a large circular piece of pasteboard and a crescent-shaped piece. The round piece is covered with peacock-green satin sheeting or aerge, and has a bunch of ooreopsis painted or embroidered across cne side. The crescent is covered with gold-covered satin or serge, and is securely sewed to the circular piece with ovnr-and over stitches. Ail the edges are covered with cord, thus concealing tbe joining. Tbe crejcent should be made deep enough to hold newspapers and pamphlets. Any material, design or adoring may be used.

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CUTICTJRA SOAPre

and a simple application of

CUTICURA,

the

great Skin Cure. This repeated two or three doses of CUTICURA RESOLVKNT,withdaily, the New Blood Purifier, to keep tlie blood cool, the perspiration pure and unirritating, tne bowels open, the liver and kidney active will speedily cure Eczema, Tetter, Ringworm, Psoriasis, Lichen Pruritus, Scalded Head, Dandruff, and every species of Itching, Scaly and Pimply Humors of the Scalp and Skin, when the best physicians and ail remedies fail.

Will McDonald, 2542 Dearborn St., Chicago,gratefully acknowledges cure of Eczema or Salt Ilheum, on hand, neck, face, arms and legs for seventeen years not «ble to walk except on hands and knees for one vear not able to help himself for eight years: tried hundreds of remedies doctors pronounced

cures).

Chas. Houghton, Ksq., lawyer, 28 State St., Boston, reports a case of Eczema under his observation for ten years, which covered the patient's body and limbs, and to which all known methods of treatment had been applied without benefit, which was completely cured solely by the Outlcum Remedies, leaving a clean and healthy sKin.

Mr. John Thiel, Wllkesbarre, Pa., wrltesr "I have suffered from Salt Rheum for over eight vears, at times so bad that I could not attend to my business for weeks at a time. Three boxes of Cuticura and four bottles Resolvent have entirely cured me of this dreadful disease. ,,..s

Sold everywhere. Price:

CUTOCJKA,

fl.00

AND

POTTKHots.60

SOAP, 25

cents.

CHEMICAL GO.,

Boston, Mass.

Send for "How to Cure Skin Diseases.,'*' "RT? A TTT1FY the Complexion and Skin by using the Cuticura Soap.

"TIRED AND ACHING MCSCUES*. crying through countless nerves for rest and relief." Like manna to the children of Israel is the Cuticura

Plaster to tbe tired, overworked,, aching muscle. Do not deny you reel tbe oomfort affbrdAd by Jthis new, original and speedy

antidote to pain and inflammation. At druggists, 25c. five for 81.00. Mailed free. Potter Drug and Chemical Co., Boston.

SAN FORD'S RADICAL CURE FOR CATARRH

Witch-Hasel.^American fine,Canada Fir,. Marigold, and Clover Blossoms.

A Single dene of Sanford's Radical Curie* instantly relieves the mo«t violent Sneezing or Head Colds, clears the Head as by magio, stops watery discharges from tho Nose and Eyes, prevents Ringing Noises in the Head,, cures Kervoos Headache, and subdues Chills and Fevers. In Chronic Catarrh it cleanses the nasal passages of foul muous, restores the senses of smell, taste, and hearing when affected, frees the head, throat, and bronchial tubes oi offensive matter, sweetens and purlfles the breath, stops the cough, and arrests the progress of Catarrh towards Consumption.

Que bottle Radical Cure, one box Catarrhal Solvent aud Han ford's Inhaler, all in onepackage, of all druggists for (1.00. Ask for sanford's Radical Cure. l'otler Drug and Chemical Co., Boston.

I IMM. For the relief and prevenHon, the Instant it Is ap~ 'piled,of Rheumatism,NeuuiK/ry ralgia, Sciatica, Coughs,

Y&s'' Weak Back, Stomach, and Bowels, Shooting Pains, Numbness, Hynttrla, Female Pains, Palpitation,

Dyspepsia, Liver Complaint.

/F I F'C'TRIC\\Bilious

Fever, Malaria, and

i£.' Epidemics, use Collins" (an Electric Battery combined with a Porous Plaster) and laugh at. pain. 25c. everywhere.

ELY'S

Cream Baina,.

Cleanses the-

Ucad. Allays In-

flamatlon. Heals

the Sores. Re

stores the 8elines

of Taste, Hearing-

& Smell. A quick.

Relief. A posi

tive Cure. Cream. Halm has gained an enviable repu

tation, displacing all other preparations. A particle is applied into each nostril: no painp agreeable to use. fOctsat Druggists. 60 ct» bv mail reglst«»r«Hl. Send for circular.

ELY BROTHERS, Druggists, Owego,

N. Y.

AVER'S

Ague Cure

contains an antidote for all malarial disorders which, so far as known, is used In no other remedy, it contains no Qninlne, nor any mineral nor deleterious substance whatever, and consequently produces no Injurious effect upon tbe constitution, but leaves tbe system as healthy ss it was before the attack.

WE WAB&AHT AYEE'S AGUE (JURE to cure every esse of Fever and Ague, Intermittent or Chill Fever, Remittent Fever, Dumb Ague, Bilious Fever, and Liver Complaint caused by malaria. In case of failure* after due trial, dealers are authorized, by oar circular dated July 1st, 1882, to refund tho money. Dr. J.C. Ayer&Co., Lowell, Mass. ., Sold by all Druggists.

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Mich.

J8S81S

FOR

Man and Beast.

Mnstang Liniment is older than most men, and nsed more andr, more CTOJT year.