To A WAR-WORN BUQLE. ep*® Horn! Bu*le Horn J Mm? *fo ft »on*, •f «* tho Iroopcra valiant amf strong •••« Mwjwni vuiutui niyn siren*: glnsr m you nan * ou tho lm life’ll wild day— ®*»Ur a* you s*n* In the mUUl of the fray. Ok. bow tho saber* flosli*tt brl ht at yotircftU! Oftwanl the long lino vruiit, Arm as a wall ! £*©w they are mlngllHg, the fcoman and too— Plashes the saber With blow after blow! This Is a sight far a soldier to sco! Bufle, oh. Bufflo! Bing loud Inyourgloo! i Sin: of the valiant who victory win, v ; Sing cl the huroos who died 'mid tho din. Those have won glory ami lasting renown, Those, fallen heir too hero s bright crown. Bugle, oh. Bogle* sing honor and praise To those who wore bravo through th>se sad, darkened days ~-W. D. Dowling. BLIND JUSTICE. BY HKt.KK B. MATH 10 US. CHAPTER. V—Coktinikd. I gave him his reward with a heavy heart, aud when ho had lit my Arc, arranged my luggago. and taken my orders for wliat I roijuliod from tho village, ha retired. With him went Judith’s last chance, and day attar day, night after night, I brooded in that solitary hut, trying to build possibilities out j of impossibilities, theories out of j nullities, until at last my brain j worked no longer, and whethor sit ting by the hearth, or wandoring about those glorious cliffs, to whoso beauty I had becomo blind, I pos sessed less intelligence and reason ing power than a clog. Joko brought mo daily tbo food, fuol, and drink that I eroded, but we exchanged bare syllables, and I saw that ho feared mo, believing with the rest of tho village, that I was tnad. Shadows would steal about my door after dark, half-seen faces pocred curiously in on mo as the fire light illumined tho corners of tho ill omened room, but (Stove was not one of thoso furtive visitors, ho had not attempted to soo mo since I parted with him at tho prison gates I guessed that ho spent every allowable moment with her, and at others pursued his old calling as fisherman, and I knew that hope j must be as dead in his heart as it j was in mine. " UHAl lbB VI. 5 I was sitting ono ovening boforo the tiro, neither slooping nor waking, ; a vegetable more than a thinking 1 human being, when I hoard Jake s ' knock at the door. j I said “Ccme in,” listlessly with out opening my eyes, but, the tread of two men instead of one. sounded on tho threshold, an<|,I looked up to see a man of great- staturi following Jake, clad in a picturesque costume of whoso nationality I was not at first sure. ■ -v-.'-'f .• (51 . '•Awb.'’ said Jake, “liore be a free’ ] o’ Seth Treloar’s. Him be corned a long journey dvor tfVee ’an.’so I broiled ’un here. Him’s in his tan trums cos him can’t say how -dee doo, but on'y Seth Treloar, both Troloar, lolko any Jimmy-ninnj’.’’ My heart leaped, my pulse lioundod, as 1 looked at the stronger, for horo was confirmation strong that Judith had told trie the truth about- the man in iStyriato whom. Seth would have Bold h*»v and if she, had told tho truth in this one particular, why not In nil?. ■ ft .. , , Ho sbeoijHooking at me-in an attl* tudo of unconcornod grace, hearing but ziot understanding Jake's words, aniT having now decided What his nationality was, I counted it a piece of rare good fortune that I was able - to address him in his own tongue.- - 1 had lived a good part of my life in Vienna, and had almost as thorough a kuowledgo of Austrian us of Kng .- lish. In fact my ono gift was tho gift of tongues, and I could talk argot in half a dozen. 1 dismissed Jake and bade tho new comer be seated. ’ Ho brightened visibly as I spoke, and the smilo brightened what was otherwise a strong if not forbidding faco of pronounced Austrian type; and as ho took the scat opposite mine, 1 Was able to define his class as that of a rich herdsman, probably from Upper or Middle btyria, where the mon are famous for. tholr vigor and physical strength, and indeed his provincialisms of speech (which I do not find it necessary . to repeat ( hero) soon convinced me that I was ••You came to sots Seth Troloar?” I said, as he Bat Impassive, waiting toe me to spoak. . ‘'Yus,’’ he said. "I’ve waited for him four, five, many weeks, and still he came not—so I am here.” j; "Seth Troloar is dead.” I said very distinctly. ' Tho man's face changed, but ho .did not move a hair's breadth from hi* attitude, and I thought I had • never seen so impassible a mortal, or one loss likely to be overthrown by fato than he. ■ : ‘•Seth Treloar is dead." he re peated slowly. «and where is both Tito! oar’s sister?” ; Though he knew' not a word of Eng lish save Seth Treloar's name,and the name of the placo he had come to. he asked tho question calmly, as though it wero a perfectly natural thing to journey a thousand miles to fetch a woman whom he had never had seen. "She is alive.” I said slowly. "And well, and beautiful?” he said. “She is well.” 1 said, "and she v must always be beautitul. ” His face Hushed, but he said calm ly. "She is at Trevonick? May I see .her?” ,y "She is not- here. When Sejh died, 1 took his hut and am living here alone. ” 1 q Tho Styrian looked around with ; ’ something like disgust in his lace. *‘A poor place for hor," he mut terod. then aloud, "how did he die?” He, was in splendid health when he f- left me to fetch bis sister. Not one beast of all my herd was smoother or sloeker than he. and he hated the life here in this little Cornish hole, and be knew he would go back to i/C;i : . prosperity; ay, and bocomo neb it ho brought mo"—his volco dieil in a low mutter, and he gazed down at the ground frowning, but more with vexation I thought than regret. “\yhero 14 she?" ho said, looking me full in the faco. “How can I tell?” I answered haughtily, for the coolness of this rich peasant angered me. “I nover spoke to both’ Troloar in my life.” “Yet you have seen her,” he said, with a piercing look, “and I too will seo her before another sun has risen." “Perhaps you cannot," I said la conically, “did she know that you wero coming?" “I sont her word by her brother, ” said the Styrian with an unconscious loftiness that well bocamc his grand stature and characteristic face. “How came he to your country?” I asked curiously. “He was wrocked with some others on our shore," said the Styrian, “starving and In rags, and 1 took pity on him and employed him as a shepherd. He was quick at picking up our tongue, and tho life suited him, ho becarno industrious and ava ricious and one day I saw by acci dont in his hut a picture of a woman so beautiful that it set my heart on fire, and ho told me that she was his sister, and as good as she was beau tiful. He drew from his breast a sliver locket and showed mo the face with in. It had been taken at Plymouth and was very beautiful. “1 struggled and fought against such fpUy. but my peace was gone, and I took no pleasure in my flocks and herds, and at last I said to him, •Go home to your sister, tell her that if she will bo my wife, I will mako her a good husband, and to you—to you I will give the post of chief shepherd. ’" l'/u LUVIV UUl' UWI13UUL IUL granted,” I said, “but a woman usu ally has some voice in the matter. ” “Seth said sho would bo quite willing.” said the Styrian calm ly, “and 1 sent hor a noble marriage gift by him of a hundrod golden pieces; he said that like all women, she loveo monoy, and even if she had anothor love that would decide her.” So here was the secret of the mon ey found in Soth's belt, truly the rascal had been clover, for, failing Judith's highly improbable return with him to Styria. ho possessed the means of kooping himself in comfort for years. “Where is that money now?” said the Styrian sharply, i “I don’t know,” I said, w The Styrian looked at me search ingly as if to road my very thoughts, and I gavo him back gaze or fgaze. ;>.f “You aro not deceiving me?” ho said: “she is not married?" “No," I said.truly enotigh, “she is not married.” ■ For her prayer and Steves that they might be married before her child was born, had been refused on the ground that the church could not sanctify a union that she had committed a crime to bring 'about. “A look of intense roliof, exultant even, crossed his features. ; »"I was beginning to fear,” he said, that the man hud fooled mo,—but he is dead and I have wronged him. When shall I see her?" “You shall see her,” I said, “hut not yet. She is away at a considera ble distanoo from this place, and she must be prepared for your visit” ; > The Styrian chafed visibly, but soon displayed the- sotf-ccntrol upon which I could seo ho prided himself. "Meanwhile.” I said, “remain here as my guest, tho place, such as it is, and all in it is at your servico." no iiimiivuu mo civilly enougn, ana I then proceeded to get out food and wine; which I set before him. Ho did not tvuch the latter, but asked for milk and I observed that he ate thucb butter and ekeese, but scarcely any meat. Apparently half asleep in my chair, I watched him closely, but found nothing to gratify niypurioslty. until the meal was alone, when he drew from his pocket a small horn Box! shook some of its coiitents (which t could not soo) into the palm of his hand and rapidly swallowed it. Whatever it may have been, it brought to his face much tho same satis lied expression as that worn by the drain-drinker whoso craving is for the'moment appeased, and when he sat down opposite me. T felt half inclined to ask him what his secret refresher was. But as self-constituted host I had some duties to perform, and when I hai improvised a rude bed for him, aud removed tho plates and dishes, I found tho Styriau, accustomed to his early hours and early rising, half asleep by the fire, and considera bly to my disapointment. he shortly after disrobed and turned in. Sitting over my solitary pipe and tho coffee I presently prepared, I had ample leisure to cousider the Strangeness of the man's unexpected arrival, but in no way pould I per ceive that he would influence Judith's fate one jot Why. then, had I pressed hospital ity upon him, and after com mitting myself to a lie that ho would, in all probability, speedily discover, saddle myself day and night with a man who could at best be but an irksome cofhpunion to me? I cannot tell, save that I clung to straws and if Judith’s wild aasertiofa, that Seth Treloar killed himself, were true, then this man, who had ; lived in his company for years, and must intimately know his habits, might ho able to throw some light : upon what seemed a wholly incred ■ iblo thing. “This Styrian,” thought ! I, “must be a man of no common j tenacity and strength of will, to ' start off. knowing no word’ of Eng lish except Seth Treloar, Trevenick, Cornwall. England, in search of a woman whom he has never seen, and I noe woil enough that ho la not a man to be trlflod with; now he U hero. I may keep him quiet for £ day or two, no longer; but during that time ho can learn nothing from | tho villagers as thoy cannot speak his tongue, and lie cannot speak theirs. Meanwhile I shall have leisure to study him, and extract from him all that he knows about Seth Treloar. After—but the morrow should take care of itself. It was with a distinct feeling of happiness and almost of hope that at last I knocked tho ashes out of my pipe, paused awhilo to look down on the calm, healthy face of tho Styrian. strong even in the abandonment of sleep, and mounted the narrow stairs that lod to tho only chamber tho hut afforded. CHAPTER Vir. The room was empty when I de scended early next morning, and the house door stood open showing the moving sparkle of the sea, fretting itself against the translucent green and yellow of the sky. Early as it was, Jake had already been here, for a pitcher of milk (only partly full as if some one had drunk from It), sofno bread, and other articles of food were placed, as usual, outside the door, and when 1 had taken these in, I proceeded to make my preparations for breakfast, and then strolled out in search of my. visitor. I knew pretty well who would be his companion, for Jake was as in quisitive, as a squirrel or a monkey, and as they had but one word upon which to ring the changes of conver sation. instinct guided' me to the churchyard, where, sure enough. I found both men standing before a plain tombstone, upon which was in scribed, , SETH TRELOAR. Diep April. 188-. I approachod them unobserved, and saw that the Styrian desired to ask some questions of Jake, and that his powerlessness to do so moved him to a deep inward rage. Ho clenched his sinewy hand with a gesture that spoke volumes, and turned a look upon Jake before which the man drew back, but the Styrian's passion was quickly con trolled, and he moved slowly away In the direction of the hut, He gave no heed to the beauty of the surroundings through which he passed, he never once lifted his head to draw in a breath of the pure, sweet air, nor cliff, nor sky, nor sea had power to win a glance from him, as he moved forward sunk in profound thought, his uncommon dress marking him out as a beacon upon which all the villagers orowded to their doors to gaze. Jake, unconscious of being himself followod, kept a few puces behind the Styrian; and when the latter entered tho hut, hovered about outside, de sirous to enter, but fearful of being caught by me on my return. Tho preparations for breakfast showed him that I was abroad, and presently he too stopped over the threshold and disappeared. Sow lam not usually eithor a spy or an eavesdropper, but on this occasion I decided to be both, and, turning in my tracks. I made a cir cuit and so got to the back of the hut, and quietly into the small place digniiied by tho name of the secret room, where was the small grating that gave directly on the kitchen. I looked in. Jake was in the act of lifting the iron ring of the trap-door, and the Styrian, with indifference in his expression, was looking on. My first impulse was to smile, for Jake had literally one eye on the door, fearing my return, and the other on his companion, who only frowned and looked puzzled as Juke pointed to the black void below, re peating •*.-'eth Troloar, Seth Treloar ” over and over again. [TO BK C’ONTINPED.] xriaKtn^ Mampa at are. • A Brussels stamp collector's paper asserts that a certain Don Juan Curdillas, in Montevideo, who had been collecting tho blue postage stamps of 5 centimes with tho figure of General Santos, issued in Uruguay in 1883, for a long time and had pur chased about 100.000 of these stamps for the sum of $15,000 francs, lately called together all the members tf tho socioty of postage stamp col lectors and asked them whether they knew of a means of making postage stamps rare. On their replying that they knew of none, he struck a match and set on fire all the stamps he had collected, which he kept in a wire basket. The Seal of State. It requires an order from the pres ident of the United States to procure an impression of the great seal of state. Collectors of seals and auto graphs frequently write to the sec retary of state for copies of the seal of state. The same formal reply is sent to all of them—that under the law no impression of the seal can go out of the department unless they are affixed to official papers. The president of the United States could | give authority to a collector to ob i tain an impression of the sesd, but no | president has ever done so. Sot Easily Humbled. kittle Miss Mutgg—My mamma's new dress was made in Europe. Little Miss Freckles—Huh! That's nothing. ' Our new servant girl jus’ landed las’ week, an’ all her clothes were made in Europe—so there! The World’s Mouey. The world’s money forms a very small part of its wealth. The amount now in use is estimated by Mulhall as £780,000.000 of gold, £801,000,000 silver, * £846,000,000 paper; total, £2,437,000,000. Stoe gaus^hflli Moraine Meditation*. Let Taylor preach, upon a morning breezy, How well to rite while nights and larks are flying— For my part, getting np seems not so easy By hall as lying. What if the lark does carol in the sky, Soaring beyond the sight to And him out— Wherefore am I to rise at such a fly? I’m not a trout Talk not to me of bees and such like hums, The smell of sweet herbs at the morning prime— Only lie long enough, and bed becomes A bed of time. To me Dan Phoebus and his car are naught, His steeds that paw impatiently about— Let them enjoy, say I, as horses ought, , The first turnout! Right beautiful tbe’dewy meads appear Besprinkled by the rosy-flngered girl; What then,—If I prefer my pillow-beer To early pearl? My stomach is not ruled by other men’s, And, grumbling for a reason, quaintly begs „ Wherefore should master rise before the hens nave laid their eggs; Why from a comfortable pillow start To see faint flushes in the east awaken? - A fig, say I, lor any streaky part, Excepting bacon. An early riser Ur. Gray has drawn, ifbo used to haste the dewy grass among. “To meet the sun upon the. upland lawn,”— Well,—he died young. With charwomen such early hours agree, And sweeps that earn betimes their bit and sup; But I’m no ollmbing boy, and need not be All up,—all upi So here I lie, my moniing calls deferring. Till something nearer to the stroke of noon;— A man that’s fond precociously of stirring Must be a spoon. —Thomas Hood. Sweet Potatoes. The Texas Agricultural Experiment station has been making some tests with the sweet potato. In a recent bulletin the experimenter, B. H. Price, utary to Holland, is in otb«r respects an independent state, politically with* out importance, yet happy, rich, and, since time immemorial, governed and defended by women. The sovereign is indeed a man, but all the rest of the government belongs to women. The king is entirely dependent upon his state council, composed of three wo* men. The highest authorities, all state officers, court functionaries, mili tary commanders and soldiers, are, without exception, women. The men are agriculturists and merchants. The king’s body guard is formed of amazons, who ride in the masculine I style. The throne is inherited by the eldest son, and in case the king dies without issue, a hundred amazons assemble and choose a successor from their own sons, the chosen one being then proclaimed lawful king. a n-EAsiNQ moment.—squire a— is the “first citizen’’ of the New Eng land town in which he lives, and is re spected by all classes for his sterling qualities and abstemious habits. He has much of the courtliness of the old school, coupled with great personal dignity, yet tempered with so keen a sense of humor that he can appreciate • a joke, even though it be at his ov, J expense. He relates the following episode with relish: Not long since his business called him to New York, which is as much his home as is Ins native place. He hailed a Fifth av enue stage, and entering it, found it nearly filled. Sprawling across the aisle sat a man in that stage of intoxi cation which renders one careless of appearances. Squire B- attempted to step over his legs, but just then the stage gave a lurch and he stumbled over them. To the great amusement of every one in the stage, the man sat erect, and with maudlin severity said: “Man ’n your c’ndish’n oughter take er cab.”—Harper's Magazine. Giblet Soup.—Giblets from two or three fowls; two quarts of water; one of stock; two tablespoonfulsof butter; two of flour; salt, pepper and onion if desired. Put giblets on to boil in the water and boil gently till reduced to one quart (about two hours); take out SPRING TIME ON THE FARM. uya: The native habitat of the sweet potato U not definitely known. It is generally supposed to be of American origin, but we have no authentic ac count of where and when it was first brought into cultivation by civilized man. The sweet potato is quite a different thing, bolanically considered, from the Irish potato. The former is an enlarged root, while the latter is an enlarged subterranean stem. The sweet potato belongs to the morning glory family (convolvulaceae), and the Irish potato belongs to the night shade family (solanaceae). Farmers usually allow the tops to decay on the ground. They make an important feed for stock and especially for dairy cattle. This is true in par ticular of the tops of the Vineless, which remain green during very se vere drouths when grass usually is scorched and killed by a burning sun and dry winds. Since they grow in bunches and stand up well they can be cut with a mowing machine and put up like regular forage crops. They have also been recommended by a farmer in this state for salad.. We have tried them and find them to make a salad of very fair quality. Their contents of protein, ash and crude fiber rank about as high as they do in the tuber. This is shown in the analy sis of the tops by Prof. D. Adriance, given in the table below. The analysis was made last October 10th. Since they are high in the content of water and carbo-hydrates, they should be mixed with a more dry and nitrogen ous material for feed, such as cotton seed or cotton seed meal. Water.-...84.730 Ash content . 8.735 Protein. 2.430 Crude Fiber.8.330 N.fr. Ext.•. 7.3i5 Kingdom of Bantam.—Among the colonial possesions of Holland there is a remarkable little state, which, in the constitution and customs of its inhab itants, surpasses the boldest flights of t#»e advocates of women's rights. In the Island of Java, between the cities of Batavia and Samarang, is the king dom nf Bantam, which, although trib the giblets, cat off tough parts and shop the remainder. Return to the liquor and add stock. Cook butter snd flour together until rich brown, rod add to the Boup; season; cook gently half an hour; stir in half a cup sf bread crumbs and in a few minutes •erve. Meat fhom the Poultry Yard.—The Farmer who is not making his plans to supply his family the coming season with meat from the poultry yard is making a sad mistake. Talk about the economy a farmer must practice when he pays three times as much for his meat supply as is necessary. He :an grow chickens for 6 cents a pound, or less, and surely there is no healthier meat, nor any better adapted to the warm Weather than this. -With a large Hock of chicks, abundance of milk, a jood sized patch of strawberries, and i vegetable garden, the health of the Family may virtually be assured and the provision dealer's bill greatly re* iueed. The worth of these things is Fully appreciated by the city resident who counts these natural farm prod ucts all luxuries, saved in small quan tities. " / The Farmer Boy.—It is not the work that drives the boys off the farm; it is the social isolation and the hum I rum routine of their daily duties, un relieved by relaxation of the whole some amusements that everj young nature craves. Let the boys make a business of farming, give them abund ant opportunities for enjoying .them selves by going to lectures, concerts, dramatic entertainments, and home sociables, and they won't hunger and thirst to an alarming extent for the excitement and pleasures of city life.— Western Plowman. Mutton Broth.—Two pounds coarse, lean, chopped mutton; half an onion sliced; one cup of milk; half a cup of raw rice; two quarts of cold water; seasoning. Boil meat and onion Blowly four hours; season, and set by j until cold. Skim and strain. Return to the pot with the ricv, {previously j soaked three hours). ■ Simmer half an hour,, turn in hot milk, stir and (erve. ] Mr. 8. W. 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