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HOLLADAY & CO., VTtioleula and Retail Dealer In PRUGS, MEDICINE, PAINT, OIL, &c, - P. O. Bntldlng, Main Et., ;T-. WM. H. McCREERY, molesale and Eetail Dealer la Dn Bocks, Wall-paper and Stationery, 0 cn If aln and iFtSU., LIEROHANDISE. vW"GEORGE MARION Pealer la - pry Goods, Groceries'JSSS & Notions. Foot of Main Street near Lvee, IS58. EstablishecJ 1858. WM. T. DEN. Wholesale and Ret all 1ealer la , GENERAL MERCHANDISE, Ccm Planters, Plows, Stoves, Furniture. COXWSSIOXASDrORirARDIXQ tfERCIIAXT : Main atreet bet. Levee and lt, rirhni market price paid for Uidet relit, Tvrtand troiuct, tf W1L. T. DUN. G. M. HENDERSON. Dealer In Forelpn an4 Domoatic DRY GOODS &N) GROCERIES Main bet. lit and 2d Sta., " CHARLES BRIEGEL BEER II ALL, LUNCH ROOM 1KD LIGHT GROCKRT STOEB, Main bet. l&t and 2d 8u. J. L. McGEEx& CO., . Dealer in GENERAL MERCHANDISE. MePbeTaon'i lilook. Main atrwet. PHYSICIANS. 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HARDWARE, CARTLX TR'S TOOLS, BLACKSMITHS . FURXIS11IA GS. fre. KcTLtrsoB'e tlockirowuvllle, Keb. SELECTED POETEY. IiITTIE BESS TO UKCLII BILU Respectfaily dedicated to t3;e S?rap-Baok of eye rj mother ia Chriatendoin Dear 11 Untie I dot oor letter Hj old maninj- the ditten better, Ehe every day Little Lit ftronjrer, -Don't mean to be tick Very much longer. Daddy'f ? fat . , . . Can't La'ily sU-;er Mammy says he jinkt Too mnch lager! Dear little baby ". Ua4 a bad colio. Ilad to take tree drojt Natty parajoricl Toot a duet of Tatnip, felt worte than erer Shan't take po more' Tatnip nereri Wind on ttomit, Felt pooty bad; Worse Ct of 'sitLeia Ever I had. Ever bad belly ate. Old Untie Bill? Taen't no fan now, 8y what oo will, I used to sleep all day And ky all night; Don't do to now Cause taint' yight! Bnt I'm growing, (Jetting" poctj lat; Gains most two pounds, Only tick o' yat! Little femnin blanket! Wat too big before, Kuree can't pin rue In 'em no more. Shirt so - small Baby to stout, lad to let thepleetf In 'em all oat. pot a head of hair Jess at black at eighty And big boo eyet Yat look Terj bright: ilj mammy tayt Never did see Any oner baby Half at tweet as me. Grandma comes eften, Aunt Sarah, too; Bafiy Ioti zem, Baby loret 'oo. Baby tend t a pooty kist " To hit Unties all. Aunties and coucias; Big folks and tmall, Tan't yite no more, Sogoodby,' Jolly old Untie Wti a glass eye 1 LEGTSTORY A Story cr tSc Days or Ciiijlcs II. I tm Caleb Pomsford one of those anoma lies which cnquiot time3 ever produced out of their tumuilt and capricious un certainties was an astute lawyer, a grip ing:, avaricious man. He had learned the82cret of power, and was in favor with the kinj, fr usurer's coffers could yield, on 'good security,' those supplies the lavuh habits cf Charles required. He was potential in an: underhand way with the Star Chamber; aDd at this very tirne, held a young gentleman one Valentine Howard in the Tower on charges false and forged, in order to get the young man out of his palb.. We shall see presently what these charges have to do with our story. Among the long list of these cohle gentlemen and bold cavaliers who, in the days of that terrible strife between the km and the parliament, had come forward with purse and .sword, to the assistance of the failing cause, none had been more liberal -and lavish than Sir Mark Osborne a man now bowed down with sixty years of age, broken-spirited, bankrupt in estate, and lying upon the displeasure cf that capricious king whom me itesiorauoa uau giveu uui. w -h"" land. ' Slighted on his appearance at . court, the fierv soldier had resented the insult in words, which galled Charles, and byj a public expression cf his scorn at tne un worthy treatment which he had received, had incurred his displeasure. The king fcrbade him' to appear at court. The slight the words the quitting the precincts cf the -court, were thiDgs which Cajeb Pomsford knew how to make the most of, nd when occasion served him to meet the kirg, he led the way to an inquiry as regarded Sir Mark, to which the lawyer replied, in his urly way, .that, being Sir Mark Osborne'a solicitor, and having the whole manage ment or his affairs, he, deprecated his majesty's anger, and under favor, as a man of trust, I he begged to be excused from answering the same.' Why, odds-fish, man,' replied Charles, tout Sir Mark was angry with us, no doubt, but what the plague wouldst thou have me infer farther ircm that?' The Fifth Monarchy men are raising their faction, jtion, sj please your ma'esty, 'disaffected join. then.' And and the Caleb Pomsford added to this a look which mesnt to say, 'pa not question me further, Eire.' , But the king broke forth with 'Hark ye, Master Caleb Pcnsford, you are a keen men and a wary, and J suppose somsbody must know a little of something' that goes en. Jnwcrd, does stout old Sir Mark Osborne, cf whocr have heard sreak well, medkata treas on?' God fcrbiJ, sire,1 was the quick re ply, 'For it's possil! th:-jLt insurer, tnat I may say tco my: a.' And the knight is very poor?' 'Sire, he bath s::ne lands in mortgage,' hesitated romeford." , Is he alone? I mean what family hath he?' continued the king. -The usurer felt, hy t?o instinct, that he was treading cn dangerous ground. He hath offspring,' - he stammered forth at last. : 'How many?' presisted Charles, with a pertinacity usu-ual to Lrn.. A daughter,' said Caleb, the usurer, demurely. . A daughter! Is she fair? Marry, we will see her. We should take it well that some should intercede for hjra, as we feel for the stout cavalier that he hath teceived some neglect.' tPerdition!' muttered Caleb. 'This will go nigh to mar all Where lodge they now? Quick, man you hesitate!' and the king turned darkly upon him with one of those harsh frowns he know how to put on. : At an old house of mine, at Chelses, sire.' ' : Near Don Saltere's tayern I know,' pried the king, ' Beyond the church, so please you,' added the , usurer. MY hew!' and he breathe hard, 'what comes next, I won o'er?' - ' ' ' ' But, hold of this disaffection?'. be can Charles, turning round afresh. . "Yes, your majesty, it might not be safe to venture - What proof hast thou? Speak out, man. Speak quickly.7 Why, please your majesty, the other day jn Birdcage Walk, a young gallant, who is friendly with Sir Mark Osborne, and hatn worn his colors ; His daughter's colors you would sav. Master, Pomsford. -But, odds-fish, J warrant me they are not on thy cheeks, cr she affects a color much washed out. And Charles laughed gayly. Your majesty is witty. .Well, this gallant, one. Master .Valentine Howard, drew on my Lord of Rochester, because forsooth, my lord said that he misdoubted Sir Mark's loyalty, whereupon Master Valentine retorted upon him - My Lord of Rochester should feed on thistles. bat followed?' A guard was at hand, and I took the liberty of arresting him, as it may turn out a Star Chamber matter. On his person were found some papers, which I secured. , , A bad buisness for mm: let me see those papers. D6 they smell of powder barrels? See you bring them, and; touch ing that loan " I shall wait upon your majesty with the moneys.' And the casket shall be'thy security.' And, heedlessly waving the usurer away, Charles sauntered fourth to the Mall, followed by his pet dogs, to play at tinnis with Buckingham; and mean time, .Caleb Pomsford took fyis departure- It was on the same afternoon that we find the usurer going by water to Chelsea, where he landed at a huge old mansion, bearing marks of great dilapidation, and in which, for the present, dwelt the cav alier and his daughter, Mabel Qsborne. In an appartment with some - assump tion of comfort, rendered sad enough of aspect by the heavy, broken furniture, hastily and ill-assorted, with its tattered carpet and torn hangings, a noble-looking man, whom sixty years, much grief, straitened circumstances and present disgrace had broken down, wearily re clined, and gazed anxiously forth upon the river, as ' if in expectation of some arrival. He started as he heard Caleb Poms L'ord announced, and half rose to receive him. Brief and succient were the greet ings between them, when the knight put the abrupt question; Weil, Master Pomsford, is there 8ny hope for me have you any news from the court?' Alas! ho, Sir Mark. The king is so angry, he will not here you mentioned.' The ingratej murmured the old man. And the further loan you ask for is impossible.' How is that, man bow is that?' 'Does your worship forget how deeply your lands, are already pledged? J. am baa)i. smbTa1 trtsw a a it t : AyJ is it sol' cried Sir Mark sharply, and eying him with a grim look. 'Some thing lies behind that thou wouldst say.' ' 'But this,' continued the usurer, gath ering courage, that while I have made you great advances from time to time' A tithe, man, a tithe but 'tis the usurer's way.V 1 . v . . ; Caleb Pomsford winced. I have been forced to go to the( Dom bard merchants and the Jews, and.' to give the heavier mortgages on security for my means were straitened, and they look to the interest of present moneys .1 ".111 " S : -i ratner tnan tne unuaea yaiue ci lanus ia the future.' '" The knaves and well then thou hast vowed not ta foreclose.' . But I must,' Sir Mark.'1 Nay pray you patience ' f ' ' And the brave lands will go. Well, we have the old hall yet., -'': There is a seizure put into that fcr loans duetto Ben Simeon.' ' i 'The murrain seize them and thse. Art thou too, leagued with these- leeches thesa thieves, who will prey upon a man to the las?' and the angry cavalier first grew purple, and next very pale.' '' 'Pray you, good words, 3r Mark. I have stood between you and ruin, as you know, have held back the kingTs hand ' And what hast thou tloae with the frank, brave Jad the son of my true friend, who made me swear to be a fath er to him? And so he should have been my son. Why, Mabel and he have hee"n betrothed'-froia childhood, well nigh. What hast thou 'done with Valentine Howard? Tell me that?' But the usurer was trembling was ashy pil3 witii rage and jealousy. . 'Look you, Sir Mark,' he said,, 'these tempers will not go down with me ' How now!' cried the cayajiex, ""6end- 'l ing a terrible look upon him; 'am I so far in thy power so - much' bsneath' thy thumb ' :' I am your frknd, if you will let me be so, for all that's come and gone et. I, alone, can sansave you from the utter ruin that now hovers over you can clear incumbrances, and free the- old hall from every debt, which hangs like downciing ing ivy around it.' And yet you have mortgaged the mor gage?,' remarked the other. r-'It will cost me rouch'to do so and if you do not see that what I offer is worth conditions for this isnotfornaught ' So Igues3, man. But, prithee, proce ed,' said the impatient knight , I can do it, and I will, continued the usurer; 'and since this will cease to be a mere matter of common' business, your pride will take no fall.', Why, how will that be, Master Poms ford?' asked Sir Mark. The king will knight me!' and the usurer paused - Will he, i'faith?' and the ' cavalier laughed derisively. ' 'Then I envy not the knigthood he will rub shoulders with.' 'Do not vilify him who nay yet call you 'father!' : What!' exclaimed Sir Mark, with fiery eyes, and springing" to his feet, his whole gaunt frame in a tremble. I will free yuu from debt again place you sole, undisturbed master of Osborne Hall be friend (even young Howard ' ' Well how what? The conditions!' shouted the knight. The hand of your fair daughter ; 'Ay?' " ; ' . j -But there was danger in the old man's eye. " '. '.. ' . : 'Give me Mabel for my bride, and I will make your fortunes firmer than they ever were before.' A loud, ringing, fitter laugh was his answer.', -;: Qn the other hand,' continued the usurer, retreating, 'you. will lose all. Ifot a rood of land, a stick of timber, a stone of your ancient heritage, will be yours! And your fair daughter will find that, if I would love, I can also hate!' Dog! watch! scheming trickster!' thun dered the knicrht; 'was it to this brink you have led me, with your cunning lies, and your '."cheating, fence?' And , then. with a sob and a deep groan, ha murraer ed, 'My child! oh, my Mabel, my lovely daughter! to be at this man s mercy!' AnJ as the bitter sobs grew deeper, and the warru . frame, shaken to its very centre, sank on the couch, the gray old head bent over the breast, and moved no more. The usurer was alarmed. He waited. A lonsr pause of silence followed. Still he waited, while an indefinable express, ion crossed his face. Then he approach ed the knight. He took a paper, pens, ink spread them on a table before , the cavalier placed the pen in the hand dipped it in the ink-r-and, holding the flaccid hand in his own nervous grip, made it trance a name at the foot of the parchment.' Sol' he muttered, folding it up, and putting.it away in his vest, 'it is done! It shall be witnessed, though but that can be done by my scribe.' He went to the door beckoned a weazel-faced creature of.his own into the chamber pointed to the reclining knight, and said; ' You witness this signature. He sleeps now don't wake him. Good! Now, get you to the boat and be silent as the dead.' The silence af the grave was .in the room. When Mabel come to seek her father, it was to start the house with her shrieks and wild out-cries. Sir Mark Osborne was dead! The stout heart was broken at least. It had given way in that ignoble strife. 'Several days now passed by the fun eral took place. The keen, sharp pang of Mabel's grief had become blunted, not deadened nor was the sorrow forgotten and a variety of circumstances, besides this, had taken place, which need not be detailed at lengih. Though'be had some dread, and not a little misgiving, the usurer, who would fain have avoided the place, felt that to absent himself from the present home of Mabel might give rise to questions to doubts to suspicions and even to some thing worse detection. ... Of course he was ama-red, astonished and shocked; at hearing cf Sir Mark's sudden demise. He had left him, after some business transacted, and some little altercation, composed and asleep. No marks of violence'were seen, and none were likely to suspect that his friend and legal adviser of so many years could by any hap have attempted personal in- jury. Consequently tne snocic, tne in quiry, the slight attedant hustle which succeeded, and which Caleb Pomsford conducted, settling and paying the immed iate demands of the hour, were soon passed over, and 'Mabel Osborne, her superb and stately beauty clouded by the wordless sorrow she felt, began to look with a stunned sensation to the darkening vista before her. He must have had some presentiment cf this sudden death, without doubt,' said .Caleb Pomsford. during an interview with the pale but very beautiful orphan girl, and speaking of the catastrophe that robded her of her jast friend, 'for he alluded to your friendless position. should such occur, on the very afternoon I parted' with him; in effect continued the usuer, with an effort 'he left a paper here with me' 'Oh, if Valentine were but here!' sign ed Mabel weariy, and only seeing help where h,er heart was, though it made the yellow face cf Caleb' grow white gathering wrath. J fear that Master Valentine Howard could be cf little service,' he replied' 'since it is in part through his intemper ate behavior the king had become so incensed against your respected parent.' Impossible! where is he?' she exclaim ed. 'Do you know?' In the Tower,' answered Caleb, with slow emphasis. The To we r; Oh, heaven!' and she clsped her hands in fright. And he will soon be tried before , the Star Chamber for his offence, continued the usurer, as if he were desirous of concentrating- all th.8 helplessness of her position'.before her gaze, in order that he might gather from her manner some rule of conduct. AhV he muttered, 'I doubt it may go hard with him.' Oh, good, worthy Master Pomsford, ran you not stead him in this buisness?' exclaimed Mabel suddenly, and catching ipld of his arm. She thinks of him,' he muttered apart, while . a fierce fire burned within his strong, beating heart, she thinks of him. Well, one pang the more, and she will know my power.' He spoke aloud, 'And do you say nothing of yourself you, whom your dear father in a formal man ner committed, as it were, to my charge assigned me in a manner to be your guardian?' . . Alas, I know noi what to do, which way to turn!' said Mabel mournfully, and deriving neither hopes nor encour agement from his words. Turn your eyes to the ancient hall of the'Osb'ornes, replied the' usurer, 'turn your eyes to a brilliant future; to wealth and station; to higer rank even, and can you not understand me) ."'.' She shook her head. ' - Do not jest with me. I am an orphan, and I know, very poor and very helpless without your aid.' Which I offer you;' and with outstretch ed hand he advanced toward ber. Something in his face made her shrink, and she hurriedly said: Would the king but hear me on be half cf Valentine! . I should thank you for any help; my hope is in him now.' It may hap even so.I I can help him, save him; save his lifej save him from fine, imprisonment, mutilation.' Is his crime so great?' cried Mabel, drawing a deep breath. It is. and his fate lies with you and you alone.' , . With me! J do not understand you,' iuaoei answerea. All lies with you. In a word, read that paper signed by your father's hand, the last he ever signed,' and Caleb Poms ford opened the parchment, and put it in her hand. ' There it was, a contracr of marriage duly signed, sealed and witnessed. The names. 'Mistress Mabel Osborne and Master .Caleb Pomsford, scrivener. "Its promises were all that could tempt, compel or force a woman to assent. She stood like a statue; ran it through; grew red, then pale, and became cold and rigid. ' It is well, Master Pomsford,' and she let the paper 'drop on the- floor. 'I think I understand you. My' father never never signed that.' 'VVhlt mean you?' he exclaimed. 'Do you accuse, doubt me, defy me? Beware! if you would not come to beg for alms, or see his head on the block!' 'I say nothing, Master Pomsford. I simply 'desire you to go.' ' And, with a commanding gesture and a mien resistless in its imperious air, she panted to the door; "and the baffled usurer, catcffing up the parchment, with a wild fire inhis heart, but dumb and browbeaten,crept to the door and vanish ed. Something worse than the darkening shade of sorrow, fell upon the lovely Mabel now. Trusting in human .nature as she had seen it around her from child hood kind voices whispering, fond eyes glancing, with honest, loving hearts to press her 'to them, thes8 had been her experiencsi and the ill-omened usurer had, in the full display of his villainy, disabused' her of all. It is bad enough to find a sweet il lusion dispelled, but there followed this the shape terror of what he might, could or would do. This terrible conjugation was ' haunting her at the moment her female attendont was praising the gen erous heart of Cabel Pomsford in a man ner that savored of bribery, and decid ing upon, some plan of action, when the arrival of some person who would see Misteress Mabel Osborne on matter of especialy moment was announced A young, swarthy-looking, yet rom reading stranger entered the chamber, hat in hand. If there was levity in his tone and gallantry in his manner at first, these speedily gave way beneath ths in fluence of the sacred grief; the extraordi nary beauty of Mabel, heightened by the circumstances of her case, disarmed him at once, and he became grave, com posed and respectful. He announced himself as a poor captain in the King'3 Musk'eeter Guads, a favorite regiment which Charle3 had formed. He" said that he had known the brave Sir Mark Osborne, and was inexpressibly shocked to hear that he was dead, that he hid died believing the king ungrateful, when he himself( the stranger, continued) had a commission to inquire into the careless statement, and to see justice done him. Woulq she tell him her story? Mabel did so. The brave knirrht's orrnrlnal fall In TinvPTtxr tindpr thf ?!"!tir! a uu uiai fca v j-- - . - j ious working of the usurer. The story of Valentine's perilous -position in the Tower, add the utter groundlessness of cf the charges' against him.' 'Caleb Icmsford's proposals his boast ct cf power his possession of a sicsd pa per, "Her father, Mabel said, could never have signed suca, for she and Valentine had been betrothed to each other for years, aud it was the dearest wish of her dead father that they should have been united. Bat now So, so, this is my money-lender,' rauttsred the stranger captain of musk eteers iThe old scoundrell ! Never mind, odds-fish! we'll trounce him yet.' He questioned further. WotAd shg put herself under his pro tection, his. escort? she should jDehoId her lover that very afternoon, and the king should know all and judge between them. He could answer for it that, whatever was believed or said of Charles, he was not disposed to let ancient worth go unrewarded, an unprotected maiden forced into a loathed marriage, or an innocent young man be punished becausa he had Bhown courage enough to repel shnder at the point of the sword. "Mabel assented. - When Caleb Pomsford got back late in the afternoon, he found that this slave and satellite, his weazle-faced scribe, was not cn the spot, whicn he otherwise never quitted save by leave and order. I'll starve hira-he shall famish,' growl ed Caleb furiously. " . ; .Alas! the poor scribe was at Whitehall the while, divulging secrets, under threats of the rack and the gallows, which it were not well (for the usurer) should be known... The next day Caleb Poms ford received a command to attend the king at the palace of Whitehall without delay. .' Richly appareled, as fit and meet that a bridegroom should be, .though Caleb imagined he was playing the courtier rather than the bridegroom on this oc casion," the usurer attended the sum mons, and passing through a throng of nobles, found himself in a reception-room of the palace. Charles was seated in a chair cf state, with Buckingham; beside him, to whom the king, with something of a joyous twinkle In the eye, ever and anon whispered and smned. " Opposite was a railed space, which bore marks of preparationfbr some cere mony. Bowing lowly to the king as he approached, and, wan a feeling of mmg led apprehension and surprise, Caleb Pomsford obeyed the king's beckoning summons, and drew nearer toward him So,' said Charles, half apart, 'I learn that Sir Mark Osborne died suddenly, and left his daughter unprovided for.' . 'Sire, the old soldier is dead. 1 did such honor to his remains as I was en abled to do.' ' And his estates his lands? 'Heavily mortgaged, sire. Confiscated or overloaded with debt.5 And do you possess have you aay claim? asked Charles. Ay, sire, .was the subtle reply; and in a worldly sense, to my sorrow.' I see and Charles nodded 'too much money lent." Oh! is it so? Well, and for the daughter)' Sire, Sir Mark Osborne had faith in me. 4 He believed that I would fulfill his bebests. She shall not, -therefore, be unprovided for, nor left to the charit ies of the cold world.' Caleb's voice grew quite virtuous in it3 tone. ' ' Beshrew me, roan, but that's well spoken; but possesses: thou any authority any paper of the old man's signing? Thou art faithful and trusty, Master Pomsford, and though tongues do wag evily of thee and about thee, by my hand thou shall have thy right.' Oh, sire! cried Caleb, kneeling in delight, and with an eager hand pluck ing forth the last signed document which he held forth io the king, who took, it, and critically read it over. Odds-fish, man! thi3 seems straight forward enough, exclaimed the king: 'and the old cavalier speaks highly of thee, too. Is it writ at his dictation?' And Charles turned his keen eye3 up on him. 'Yes, ycur majesty,' replied Caleb, with some confusion, which might have arisen from his modesty. And the lady,' continued Charles, what of her?' : 'If your majesty condescemds, she will not object.' j And Master V alentine Howard? Let him rot!' hisjed the usurer, carri ed away, 'the traitor! Pardon, sire, the warmth cf my loyalty, that carries me away when I think of the plotting against your sacred person!' Can you prove h:ra trustless, do you think?' demanded Charles, with an air that seemed to invite the fullest confi dence. ' lt can prove him a discontented plotter, haunting the society of the Fifth Mona rchy men. I can prove him to be worthy or exile, if not of the block; vet. for the young lady's sake, I would intercede that ha te spared the latter, and I will Fill him abrcai.' 'Enough; but first cr the weddinsr and the king paused. '.':. Sire!' Caleb Pomsford seemed summ ed anew. Lo there!' pointing to the rails, with- in which, at a given signal, stood a priest jn full canonicals. There stands tho priest, and the lady ii at hanl. We love tx do justice 'to cur friends and' why should I not favcr thee, so honest and so good?' . ' 'What can this raeia?jr.ult:rcd Ferns--ford, turning to the 'altar. ' By the railing stood a tall, stately fig ure, faultless in symmetry and grace ia all her noble proportions; veiled from head to fact, motionless and erect a3 a statue was the veiled bride. Dost thou know her? Go, t.kchcr by the hand. Put the question to her. It is possible she may surrender her'diff iculties to our will. Go!' ' Obedient to the command, the usurer advanced, and sinking on ona knee, said: Madam Mabel Osborne, as I j j Jg you hear what tha king says. For heaven's sake fcr Valentina's yield, and be the mistress of m and mine; ba the lady cf Osborne Hall n'ce morel' Bat the lady did net stir.. Bid her unvail!' said' tha king at length". Unveiling at the command, Mabel seemed to confound the auditory by the dazzling loveliness which shone through her pale countenance and downcast eyes. But she did not speak or move. One witness more, said Ch.rl5f, and let the ceremony proceed.' '' A bustle at the end of the hall took place, and a young man of a nobis pre sence, hfs eyes covered with a thick black bandage, and followed by Mabel's waiting woman, in mourning' weed3, ad vanced. Sweetheart, said Charles, advancing, 'Master Pomsford here, by virtue cf a paper having thy' father's signature, and duly attested, claims thy hand.' Sire,' was the firm but low-toaed re ply, 'my father never signed such paper, and the signature is a forgery.' Tut, tut.'cried the king; -this accusing my good friend here with a vengeance.' . 'Oh, sire, have pity, and save' ma from him!' cried Mabel earnestly. So, so! Well, look round, then, and claim thy husband where thou will; and stay. Master Pomsford, do not hurry..' Mabel did Ioot roun.t, uttered a joy ous exclamation, and, with a rapid step, advanced to the figure whs was blind folded. Tearing the bandage from hi eyes, and revealing a frank and noble countenance, the' blushing maiden, ejacu lating the narao cf Valentino Howard, said: Sirp, this is the man my father hz. chosen for me.' . 'And thy heart?' It is his.' And she bowed her head cn her breast. Be it so,' returned Chiries; 'as well now as at any other time; and the nupti als shall go on. Afterward, Master Pomsford, we will look into your claims, youraccusaticns.and your charges. 1 need not say that we have secured a very vil-Iainous-locking ecrbe of yours, "who has betrayed you;", and you shall hava the justice I promised to do for . you. For once let Charles do an act of real justice and of human kindness. And odda fiih! I'll give the bride away myself.' There are tricks in ail trades but ours," as the lawyer said to his client. An honest rustic went into tho shop cf a Quaker to buy a hat for which twenty five shillings were demanded. Ha offer ed twenty shillings. As I live."said the Quaker," I cannot afford to give it thee at that price." 'As yea live!" exclaimed ihe country man."" Then live more moderately, and hi hanged to you!" ut riend," said the Quaker, thcu shalt have the hat fcr nothing. I have so!J hat3for twenty years, and my trick was never found out before." Some years since, a prominent businj man of Northampton, who began to "sow his wild oats when a boy ," and hasn't got through yet, attended a colored ball in that town. After each "breakdown he noticed that a well near tha house, which, by the way, was not a deep one, was resorted to by the men to quench their thirst. Unobserved, while th dance was going cn, he slipped out cf the houso and moved the curb a few feet beycai the well, and awaited tna. result. Present ly out came one cf the dancers, and plump to the bottom of the well, he went. Blowing and puffing ho came to tlui . top, and exclaimed: '"Gosh! who moved dis well since l's out here last?" A paper, given an account cf Tou'ouv?, France, says: 'It is a lare town contain ing sixty thousand inhalabitants, built entirely of brick This i3 only equi!! l , by a known description of Albany. 'Alba ny i3 a city of eight thcu&mi house and twenty-five, thousand inhabitant, with most of their gabla endi to tha street . . A lady meeting a girl who htely Iefj her service, inquired, -Well, Mary, where' do you live now' Please, ma'am. I do:: live nowhere now rejoined tha girl, 'I have got married!' Bridget has that blockhead clean? I off the snow frcm the paremeDt' 'Yh, marm 'Did he da it with alacrity?' 'No- mam wu a shovel The last .and most important casa brought before the Mayer at Tinnecurn. was that of au 'assault ani lattery, with intent to kick.' A colony of 'one-wifo Mormon h settling in" Minnesota, near Otter Till Like. 0
