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CHAPTKR VII. R. IjORRAINK wtut now long past the great cllmaterlc, and breaking fast; Indeed, so Inflrm had he become that be had more than once thought of re tiring from the ministry altogeth er. Though bis body was frail, however, his intellect was as bright as ever, and when Marjorie entered the study he was busily engaged in read ing one of his favorite books. Hu looked up with his kindly smile as his foster-daughter appeared. "Is it you, my bairn?” he said, as he came over and kissed her. "Wel come home again! Though you have been scarcely a week away, I have missed you sorely, and have been •counting the days till your return." For some months past, I should now explain, Marjorie had been accustomed to stay at a ladles' school In the neigh boring (own from Monday till Friday of every week, returning each Friday afternoon, and remaining till the fol lowing Monday. This arrangement bad been found necessary, as It was Im possible for the girl to complete her simple education at home, and as the distance was too great for her to go to and fro dally without inconvenience. “And what news have you got from ilie town f cvnilQuea inn uiiuiiwr, u» Marjorie, holding his hand In hers, sank Into a chair at bis side. "How Is Mlsi Carruthers? and bow do you get along with your studies?" "Miss Carruthers sends her compli ments, and as she Is called away to Kdinburgh to see her sick sister 1 am to bide at home for a week. A whole week, Mr. I»rralne, and in May-time! Ob, I am so glad!" f“8o am I, my bairn,” said the min ister, “A week’s rest will do me good, too, I hope, for I have been far from well since you went away. I bad one of toy old attaeks oq Tuesday, and have been obliged to keep In the house." "You will be better now," said Mar jorie. ”1 will nurse you!” 'Ay, ay; and the sight of your face and the sound of your voice will do v me more good than the doctor. By the way, my bairn, I hail one here today Inquiring after you, and she will be here again this evening.” "I know! Miss llethcrington, of the Castle?" “Yes, Miss Hetherlngton. It is ntrange, my bairn, bow much Interest l he good lady takes In you—she who cares so little for any other living thing; and yet, after all, It Is not strange, for my Marjorie is a favorite with high and low." The girl's face grew troubled aa she answered: “I hope, Mr. Ixirralne, she won't bo unking me up to the Castle; I feci ho lonely there, and she-she frightens roe sometimes! She has such strange ways, and the house Is an awful place.” "Well, well, you must bo careful not to offend her, for she is a true friend.” . “I know she Is very rich and good, too. but for all that I cannot bear to be ulone in her company. I wonder why she likes to have me! She alts In her arm-chair looking at me tor hours to Antkn* *(11 anmollmna 1 fool ua if 1 could scream out und run away!” "She is a strange woman,” said the minister, thoughtfully; "but you have no reason to fear her. She takes a great Interest in you, und In all that concerns you.” “I know that, but—” "Her eccentricities are only put on, 1 think, to conceal a heart that is truly kindly. You must try to humor her, my bairn. Not that 1 would have you shape your conduct toward her by any sordid hope of future gain; no, no. that would be unworthy; but It Is well, after all to have so powerful a friend, should anything happen to me.” “Oh, don't speuk like that!” ex claimed Maijorie, her eyes tilling with tears. “I canuot hear it.” Solomon here interrupted the con versation by bringing tn the tea. Marjorie tistk otf her hat aud shawl, and, sitting st the table, began to pour out the tea, while Mr. Lorraine, forget ting his recent traiu of thought, ques tioned her anew about her doings in the town. Thus far they chatted cheer fully together aud shared the simple meal. “Aim! how about the french. Mar jorie?" asked Mr. Lorraine presently. “Are you coming on?" “Very sUtwiy,” was her reply. "I And it hard to pronounce, and the ver'st are a dreadful trouble and the geo dr re It's su hard to tell whether a thing Is masculine or feminine and I wonder how the french folks them selves ian tell. I'm afraid I'll never learn th« free* h rightly.” ”| could never mastrr It m>» lf. though, after all, maybe, I mvw fault tried. H e a queer hind of tongue, like the chlcptgg of birds I n thinking A hat Hke ta yunr u*« her• * Monsieur t'auseidieie * A handsome gemumen with blevh heir end hla-'h eye*,” A young men. Marinate?' Hot oki hut very grave end sad a* if he had had much trouble, and I . think he has, for ho Is an exile ana cannot return to his native land." "Has he not other scholars?" he asked quietly. “Only myself out of our school. I go to his house for my lesson every afternoon. And he Is very, very kind! He would scarcely take the fees. He said-” Hut here Marjorie paused and blush ed, for she suddenly remembered Catissldiere’s words and ardent looks of admiration. “Well, wbat did he say?” “He said he was ashamed to take money for teaching, and then— tbon talked about France, and how he longed to return, and bow sad II was to be an exile. That waa all!” Mr. fxtrraine did not question any further, hut seemed plunged In thought. “By the way, Marjorie,” ho said, aficr a pause, "you know that your school fees are paid by Miss Hetherlngton?” Marjorie nodded. “It was her wish that you should be taught French. For my own part, I never thought much of either the lan guage or the people, hut that may be my prejudice. Mias Hetherlngton thinks that every young lady should learn French. Curious, the Interest she takes in you!” There was a noise at the front door, a sound of feet In the lobby. Solomon entered abruptly. “She's outside,” he said. “Will I brina her In?” "Who Is outside, Solomon, my msn?" "Wha but Mistress lletherlngton, frao the Castle. The carriage is at the door, and she's wrangling wl’ the driver.” Mr. Ixjrralne rose feebly from his chair, while Marjorie nervously put down her cup and saucer and prepared to receive the visitor. "This way, mem!" said Solomon; and Immediately there entered the room a woman of middle height, with snow white hair, leaning upon a staff or hand-crutch. She had black piercing eyes, a com plexion like alabaster, and her front teeth projected slightly over her under lip. Though she had the air of an old woman and walked with a stoop, ncr face had scarcely a wrinkle, and her voice was deep and powerful. Marjorie sprang up and stood trem bling. Without a word, Miss Hcther ington crossed the room and looked fixedly In the young girl's face. "Weel, Marjorie Annan?” she said In a strong Scotch accent. "How—how do you do, Miss Hether ington?” "As you see—well enough not to complain. Htund still and let mu look at ye! There, you may kiss me If you like!” Marjorie did not like, but she bent forward and touched the lady’s frosty cheek. "Did ye come doon In the wagon ette? Nae need to answer, for I ken, and I ken who came along wl' ye! What’s this between you and Johuulc Sutherland?" Had a bomb exploded under her ."ect, Marjorie could not have shown more consternation. She stammered, and blushed, mid cast an appealing glance ut Mr. Lorraine. “How's this, Marjorie?” he said, gently. "You did not tell me that Johnnie had come back.” "I’ll swear she dldna,” exclaimed Miss Hetherlngton, with a low, harsh laugh. "See hoo she blushes! The lad and she had a tryste in Dumfries, au«l came down together.” Here Solomon, who stood at the room door looking on, thought it his duty to interfere. •‘And what then? What If Johnnie Sutherland did convey our Marjorie hume? There's nae halrm In that, I'm thinking.” “Hold you tongue, Solomon Muckle hacklt,” said Miss lietberington, with a sharp rap of her crutch upon the ground. "Mind your own business!" "It Is my business.” retorted Solo mon, doggedly. "Marjorie, dinna heed her!" "Solomon!" cried Mr. Lorraine, with a certain authority. "Weel?” "lie good enough to leave the room." The old man uttered a low snort of di ttanee, but immediately obeyed. Miss lletherlngtou look a chair close to the fireplace, and sat In It, leaning heavily on her crutch. "Nae foul like «n old fool!" she mut tered, poking at Mr. larrralne, but i« (erring to the refractory sexton, “lie tween the iwa o' ye, you're spoiling Marjurie Auuau altogether." "I hope not,” returned the minister mildly, resuming his own scat "After all, too Solomon Is quite tight John nie aud Msrjorte are old friend* " "All the parleh ken* thgt,” said lit* lady of the t'aalle "Chime I ere, Mar jorti, and dinna he feared I'll no wet you' lawk me in the face! Are you ! and Johaniw courting*" Msrjurte a face wn* scarlet, and she trembled violently “Oh. Mlea lletherlngtoa," aha cried, "what do you mean?” and she herd out key hand to Mr layrtalne. as it beseeching him to tase her part It sally, Miss itethertogtou, he aatd. Mat pule la a • htld and I am sure m * n- u «>e*e as you speak of has never eairtvd he# bead ” ■'N.m-esae, ta It? retorted the lady with the same low harsh laugh as be fore. "Weel, it's the nonsense to which a' folk come early or late, gentle and simple, and trust me to ken bet ter than either you or that Idiot Solo mon what young lasses are made o'. Do you think Marjorie Vnran's made of stane or aim. and doesna ken a fair favored lad front a rowan tree or a milk coo?" "I think she Is too youne for love making.” returned the minister. "Then you think wrang; It’s never o'er early for a lassie to begin. As for Johnnie, I’ll no say but what he’s a decent lud and a modest, and he has latent as weel, the rogue, heaps o' tal ent, though he's only a weaver’s non eh, Marjorie, has he no?” Aud as she looked at Marjorie th- re was no anger In her stem black eyes; rather a aort of grlm-humored sym pathy. Seeing his foster-child's con fusion, Mr. Isirralne attempted to give the conversation another turn. "If young Sutherland has developed natural gifts he has you to thank for the opportunity. We all know how kind you have been to him.” "Because I bought two o' his pic tures," she retorted, with her charac teristic and disagreeable laugh. "I gave fifty pound apiece for them, the mori fool 1. One was a view o' the CastU frae the south, wl’ a cuddle eating thistles In the foreground u cuddle at big as a hippopotamus; aud the other was Marjorie hersel,’ w!' her lap full o' wild flowers, sitting by the side o Annan water, and about as like her by that token, as it was like Solomon Mucklebackit.” "We always considered It an excel lent likeness," said Mr. Lorraine, good humoredly. "So it was.” cried Marjorie impul aively; "everybody said so." • <ln4 tx/l.is* uvai-vltOflv llillfl mimt hr true?" demanded the lady, with a sneer ‘ Weel, Jlkcness or no likeness, the lad has talent, as I said; and If he work* hard, maybe he'll be able some fine day to paint a picture. So much for John nie Sutherland. Now we ll come to thi business which brought me doon. I want Marjorie to come to me tomor row and spend the day." The very proposal which Marjorh dreaded! She opened her lips to glvi a trembling refusal, to frame somi awkward excuse, blit before she could say u word Miss Hetberington con tinned with decision: “I'll be expecting her early, say ai ten. She can walk the distance, uulesi she’s o'er Idle; In that case, I'll send the carriage to fetch her.” “I am very sorry," stammered Mar Jorlc, "but tommorrow—" Shi- paused, and glanced In supplied tlon at. her foster-father. "The fact Is," said Mr. Lorraine, "w< had made other arrangements for to morrow. Some other day, maybe.” Miss Hetherlngton’s eyes flashed, an< her crutch was sharply struck upon flu floor. "Tomorrow and no other day wil suit me. 1 hae something to say to hei that will na keep. I>o you bear chat Marjorie?” "Yes," answered Marjorie timidly "but I have only Just come home, ,iti< I would rather—" “Come or stay,” she exclaimed "Please yoursel’, Marjorie Annan but If you stay at home the morn you'll wait lang for another Invlta tlon.” Hager not to give offense, Mr. Lor ralne now interposed. "If you wish it, Marjorie shall come "Very well," said Miss Iletherlngu < sharply; then, turning to the girl, s r added: "Will you walk, or Bhall send the carriage?” ••I—I—will walk,” returned Marjorh timidly, with the air of one doomed t< condign punishment. "Then I’ll expect you at ton. and nui later. Now, gle me your arm to thi carriage." Marjorie obeyed, and with a shor “God-day" to the minister, Miss Hetb erlngton left the room. (TO HR CONTINUED.) Ntt|)ol«on'a Journey to Klim. That the wrath of his subjects com pelted the great Napoleon to play i very undignified part when he traveler from Fontainebleau to Elba In 1814 li known to all readers of history. Tip full details, however, of that wretchn Journey have only Just hoen revealer by the publication of Count Paul Sehou valoff's original reports to Count Nea sclrode. From Lyons onward the ten. per of the population grew more am tuorc violent. At Orgon a gibbet hat been prepared and the little e9oori had much difficulty In robbing It of hi lllUHtrloiiH a victim. A few mllei further Napoleon, becoming alarmed donned the blue uniform and whlti cockade of one of the outriders, whon he Induct'd to fill his place In the car rlage. Thus attired he reached Ai* a full gallop. Then the Innkeeper s wife Ignorant of his Identity, cried, "So Na poison is coming! They had much bet ter kill him at once As soon as the) get him i>u the sew they will certain!., drowu him." After hearing thest words the emperor assumed the itann of laird liurgherah. but nest moruitn burrowi'.| the uniform of an Auslrl> t general, and Instead of occupying b own isrrlage drove liehtud it In a hum ble i'wib he as a member of Ute forsigt suits. I V.»». I «n*imei |)MMlnitii. tie had lost colltlul of his a best sat the tshesi telt him to his fats. lit rtsts In (he sir and then pitched tip*.! | «h* dusty road gathering great u****e ! titles of dirt and an mutilating ath«a i and bruises A few moments after ward n aympwihetis ioubtr iera* , ms along Had a fall, eh*" "No" "Vt dtdw I? Then • bat's hsppwwvd* climbed * tree is tooh si ths scenery, H»w are stops and wfeat are )uw charg mg a d'»a*s for I'tsMs-Ucrnis po'a tuwnP Judgi TALMAGE’S* SERMON. '‘CORN HUSKING TIME.'* SUN DAY'S SUBJECT. j fro in I !m lolluMkni Tail; Chapter i Versa XU: "Ai ;» Ntiork of Corn • Cometh In In Ills Season." The liar* %«'*t IVrIUiik for tlie l.ortl. OINCJ at (hi* rate of . forty miles the hour a few days ngo 1 caught this sermon. If you huve recent ly been In the fields of Pennsylvania, or New Jersey,or New York, or New Eng land, or liny of the country dislricts, you know that corn The shiii'ii knife struck through the stalks and left Mom all along the fields until u man cnnio with a bundle of straw and twisted a few of these wisps of straw into a band, and then gathering up us much of the corn as he could compass i,lth his arms, he bound It with thfw wisp of straw, and then stood It In the field In what Is called a shock. It Is estimated that there are now several billion bushels of corn standing In the shock, waiting to he husked. Hometime during the latter part of next month, the farmers will gather, one day on one farm, another day on another farm, and they will put on their rough husking apron, and they will tako the husking peg, which Is a piece of Iron with a leather loop fustened to the hand, and with It unsheath the corn from the husk and toss It Into the golden heap. Then the wagons will come along aud take It to the corn crib. «»vividly iw nil lliunt* u» nnw were Iwrn In the country comes the re membrance of husking time. We wall ed for It as for a gala day In the year. It was called ft frolic. The trees hav ing for the most part shed their foliage, • he farmers waded through the fallen leaves and came through the keen morning air to the gleeful company. The frosts which had silvered every thing during the night began lo melt off of the top of the corn shocks. While the farmers were walling for others, they stood blowing their breath through their lingers,or threshing their arms uroutids their body to keep up warmth of circulation. Itnurlng mirth greeted the lute farm er us he crawled over the fence. Joke and repartee and rustic salutation abounded. All ready, now! The men | take hold the shock of corn and hurl It prostrate, while the moles und mice which have secreted themselves there for warmth attempt escape. The wlt.be of straw is unwound front the corn shock, and the stalks, heavy with the wealth of grain, are rolled into two bundles, between which the busker sits down. The husking peg Is thrust in until It strikes the corn, and then the fingers rip off the sheathing of the ear, and there is a crack us the root of the corn is snapped off from the husk, and the grain, disimprisoned. Is hurled up Into the sunlight. The air Is so tonic, the work Is so very exhilarating, the company Is so blithe, lhat some laugh, and some shout und some sing, and some banter, and some tease a neighbor for a romantic ride along the edge of the woods In an eventide, In u carriage that holds hut two, and some prophesy as to the num ber of bushels to the Held, and others go Into competition as to which shall rifle the most corn HbockH before sun down. After a while, the dinner horn sounds from the farmhouse, and the table !s surrounded by u group of Jolly und hungry men. From all the pantries and the cellars and the perches of fowl on the place the richest dainties come, and there Is carnival and neighborhood reunion, and a scene which Alls our memory, part with smiles hut more with tears us we remember that the farm belongs now to other owners, and uiuci uuuun huiin I iu me iiriUD, UIJU !1 many of those who mingled In that merry husking scene have themselves , been reaped "like as a shock of corn , cometh In in his season." j There Is a difference of opinion as to whether the Orientals knew anything about the corn us It stunds In our Reids; but recent discoveries have found out that the Hebrew knew all about Indian maize, for there huve been grains of the eorn ph ked up out of undent crypts und exhumed from hiding places where , they were put down many centuries ago, and they have been planted in our time and have come up Just such Indian maize as we raise In New York and Ohio; so I am right when I say that my j text may refer to a shock of corn Just as >ou and I bound It, Jual aa you and I ; threw It, Just aa you and I husked It. There may come some practical aod 1 useful and comfort lug lessons to all uur aouls, while we think of coming In at laal "like a shock of corn cuuiing In In his season." It is high lime that the King of Ter 1 rors were throwu out of the Christian vocabulary A vaat multitude of peo ple talk of death as though It were the I disaster of disasters Instead of being to a growl man the h.'esalng of hlesalnga. j It la ciovtc • tut of a cold vestibule in to a warm tenipir It la migrating 1 Into grove# of redolence and perpetual 1 fiut'age It Is a change from bleak Match to roseate June It la a change of uuiim l»„ i»t garlands It ta lh<’ irarsuor >f the Iron bandcug* of ■ w***1-' • • arc*ration Into the diamond j | * • 1st lata of a bridal party, or to uee lire aug gentian of nty text. It ta unit bushing time. It la the tearing e* of Ike rough ahealb of the body that the I bright and the beautiful aoui mat »• free t'unpeg In "like a *h«wb of corn | someth In In bin eenaon * Chile* ibrvhe up n funeral pro. eestutt at the gut* of Natn bj making g reenrroruon day for a young man and hts mother. And I would that f could break up your ! sadness, and halt the long funeral pro- j cession of the world's grief by unite < cheering nud cheerful view of the last transition. We all know that husking time wjs a . time of frost. Frost on the fence, t Frost on the stubble. Frost on the ground. Frost on the liure branches of tho trees. Frost in the air. Frost on tho handu of the buskers. You re member we used to bide behind the corn stacks so as to keep off tho wind, but still you remember how shivering was the body and how painful was the cheek, and how benumbed were the hands. Hut after awhile the sun was high up,ami all the frosts went out of the air, and hllurlties awakened the echoes and Joy from one corn shock went up, "Ahu, alia!” and wbh answered by Joy from another corn shock, ‘‘Aha, aha!” So we realize that the death of our friends Is tho nipping of many expecta tions, the freezing, the chilling, the frosting of many of our hopes. It is far from being a south wind. It comes from the frigid north, and when they go away from us we stand benumbed in body and benumbed In mind and benumbed in houI. We stand umong our dead neighbors, our deud families, and we say, ‘‘Will we ever get over It?” Yes, we will get over It amid the shoutings of heavenly reunion, and we will look back to all these distresses of bereavement only as the temporary distresses of husking time, "Weeping may endure for a night, but Joy cometh in tho morning.” "Light, and but for u moment," said the apostle as he clapped his hands, "light, and but for a moment." The chill of the frosts followed by the gladness that cometh in "like as a shuck of corn cometh In In his season." • • * Perhaps now this may he an answer to a question jgltlrh I asked one Salt bath mornlu^Kbut did not answer: Why Is It lliaH many really good peo ple have so (Iroadfully to suffer? You often llnd a good man with enough nulnu find Iidiau ,IIuIpooo..u unit would think, to discipline a whole col ony. while you Und a man who la per fectly useless going about with easy digestion und steady uerves and shin ing health, and his exit from the world Is comparatively painless. How do you explain that? Well, I noticed In the husking tlmo that the busking peg was thrust Into the corn and then there must be a stout pull before the swath ing was taken off of the ear, and the full, round, healthy, luxuriant corn was developed; while on the other hand there was corn that hardly seemed worth husking. We threw that Into a place all by itself and we called It "nubbins." Some of It was mildewed, and some of It was mice nibbled, und some of It waa great promise and no fulfilment. All cobs and no corn. Nubbins! After the good corn had been driven up to the barn we curne around with the corn basket and we picked up these nub bins. They were worth saving, but not worth much. Ho all around us there are people who amount to noth ing. They develop Into no kind of use-t fulness. They are nibbled on one side by the world, and nibbled on the other side by the devil, and mildewed all over. Great promise and no fulfilment. All cobs und no corn. Nubbins. They are worth Having. I suppose many of them will get to heaven, but they ore not worthy to be mentioned In the same day with those who went through great tribulation Into the king dom of our God. Who would not rath er have the pains of this life, the mis fortunes of this life—who would not rather be torn, und wounded, and la cerated, and wrenched, and husked and at last go In amid the very best grain of the granary, than to be pronounced not worth husking at all? Nubbins! In other words. I want to say to you people who have distress of body, and distress In business and distress of all sorts, the I-ord has not any grudge against you. It Is not derogatory. It Is complimentary. "Whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth," and It Is proof positive that there Is something valua ble In you, or the Lord would not have niiHKCu you. Now,In heaven all their uffeuslveness has been husked off. Each one Is as happy as he can be. Every one he meets as happy as he can be. Heaven one great neighborhood reunion. All kings and queens, all songsters, all millionaires, all banqueters. Clod, the Father, with his children all around him. No "good by” In all the air. No grave cut In all the hills. River of crystal rolling over bed of pearl, un der arch of < hrysoprasus. Into the saa of glass mingled with (Ire. Stand at the gate of the grauury and see the grain come In; out of the frosts Into the sunshine, out of the darkness into the light, out of the tearing and the ripping and the twisting and the wrenching and the lacerating and the husking time of earth Into the wide open door of the king's granary, "like aa a shock of corn cometh In In hie season." Yea. heaven, a great sociable, with )oy like the |oy of the husking Hate. No on* there feeling so big he declines to speak to some one who la not so large Archangel willing to Helen to • •nallret cherub. No bolting of the door i f caste at one heavenly ntauelon to keep out the ill lien of a smaller mansion No clique in one cornei. whispering ahoul a clique In another corner Iktvld taking none at the airs • •f a giant killer Joshua making no one hall until he patsc* because he made the sun and uiuoa halt l*eul maklag n<> assumption* user lb* moat ordinary preacher at righteousness Nan man. captain at lb* Nyrtaa boat, aw more honored than the captive maid <b* told him ebere be should a*t a guard dee lor O' my soul what a looawy* Tim humblest men a blag The perm wumaa a qoeea. The life time eternity. And what la more strange about It all Is, we may al! get there. "Not I,” says some one stand ing bark under the galleries. Yes.you. "Not J,” says some one who has not been In church In fifteen years before. Yes, you. "Not J.” says some one who has been for fifty years filling up hi* life with all kinds of wickedness Yes, you. There are monopolies on earth, mon opolistic railroads and monopolistic tel egraph companies, and mo"..,|H»liatlo grain dealers, but no monopoly In relig ion. All who wont to l>e saved may be saved, "without money and without price.” Hulvution by the Lord Jesus Christ for all the people. Of course, use common sense In Oils matter. Yon cannot expect to get to Charleston by taking ship for Portland, and you can not expect to get to heaven by going In an opposite direction. Ilelleve In the Lord Jesus Christ and thou sbalt be saved. Through that olio gate of pardon anil pence all the race may go In. "llut,” says some one, "do you really think I would be at home In that su pernal society If I should reach It?” I think you would. 1 know you would I remember that In the husking time there was a great equality of feellug among the neigh hors. There at one corn shock a farmer would be at work who owned two hundred acres of ground. The man whom he was talk Ing with at Hie next corn shock, owned but thirty acres of ground, and perhaps all covered by a mortgage. That evening, at the close of the husking day, one man drove home a roun span, so frisky, so full of life, they got. their feet over the traces. The other inan walked home, flreat difference In education, great difference In worldly means; but I notleed al the husking time they nil seemed to enjoy each other’s society. They did not ask any man how much property be owned or what bis education had been. They nil seemed to be happy together in those good times. And so It will be In heaven. Our i'atncr will gather his children around him. and the neighbors will cornu In, and tbu past will be rehearsed. And some one will tell of victory, and w» will all celebrate It. And some one will tell of great atruggle. and wo will all pralae the grace that fetched him ou*. of It. And some one will say, "Here Is my old father, that I put away with heartbreak. Just look at hint, he Is as young as uny of us.” And some, one will say, "Here Is my darling child, that I burled In Greenwood, and all the after years of my life were shadowed with desolation. Juut look at her! She doesn't seem us If she had been sick a minute.” Ureal sodality. Great neighborhood kindness. What though John Milton sll. down on one side, und John Howard sll down on the other side. No embarrassment. What though Charlotte Klizubnth sit down on one side, und Hannah More sit down on the other side? No embar rassment. A monarch yourself, why he embarrassed among monarchs? A songster yourself, why he embarrassed amid glorified songsters? Go In and dine. RAISES MINT. THU I* th* yuecr Hualneis of * Woman In Mlclilfini, Buffalo Express: A little woman up In Michigan carries on a very remuner ative business raising mint. She Is Mrs. Mary Weber, and she Inherited the business from her father. Some of the mint Is raised In hot beds, and these are the objects of constant care by the family, which consists of the widow and u grown-up son and daugh ter of 16 years. The profitable season Is between the months of May and Oc tober, and June, the best month of all. The mint roots are set out in May, and the proprietress time Is given to them from that date until late In the au tumn. She clips and bunches the mint In the afternoon and evening, and the morning Is given to sales. She drives to the leading hotels and makes the sales herself. It Is not necessary to so licit custom. Most of it has been In herited with the mint bed. The men who patronized her father givo their patronage ru tor ciaugnier. Mne Is not. without competitors, but they are all of the male sex ami are not as gallant bb might he expected. Mrs. Weber, like the wise business woman »Ue Is. refuses to say how much the* prolific bed yields, but It 1b safe to Hay that she keeps the big bouse "going," and puts aside the desired sum In provision for a "rainy day.” She has supplanted her Income by’ dealing In lemonade straws. Every summer she drives In to the country for a radius of twenty miles In search of rye straw that will serve that purpose. If she Duels the kind she desires she buys It In the field. Hut she is very hard to please lit the matter of the quality of the straw, aud has finally settled to the patronage of a farmer named lllack Jack, who has a yearly contract with her. Womanlike, she. cannot tell what la most desirable in the straw, tint she | "knows when she secs it," aud after all | that la quits aufitclrnt. t.lbl.eu la I'ailUMtaal Edward Uibhon, the great historian. >al in parliament for many years, bu> achieved no success tu the house, tins uturuing, he lelta us, "as he was ds •mows an aim> of barbarians, ‘ a knock ctaw tu the dour, and the temp ter appeared la the shape uf a friend offering tu secure h'm a seal tu parlia ment lor the borough uf t.iskrsrd Ulhbuu represented the borough fur teg Herrs tlTTI-UaJi ahhuui ever opening hi* mouth, and once a hen moved tu do hi he inched til*. coaAdwncs ta • .ury him through The great epwaassn kited him with despair, aad (he had ones with terror It* grew heart tired uf "thte parltameaurr prattle’ and sf "His note# and aonssnss uf the t'anda numiuin. * as he terms parliament m hit htiria
