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-Hr:hll-Wifc.'"j!f i THE ADVERTISER THE ADVERTISES FATRBEOTHEIL &. HAaaBlt PnlUisiiers &. Proprietor. FAIRBROTOEB & aiCEER, Px-blUhers and Proprietors. Published Every Thursday Morning ADTEETISING R.VTE5. Onetacii.one yy- XT BBQ"WTKVLLL, 3J-'RKA3,irA. Two inch es.OBeyer ubsacceiiissiBcn. per year- KM J5S8 TET3IS- IN ADVANCE t Da copy. year- 0e cpy. six ecSlvi ,, .8150 XesaIdTeTtJsnenta at IcslstQaesjnrf ecscbsja-iittaseTtio-a.K)c, ST" AH trasteBtjuiTertiaeiesi3st b pat fartrt 3drace. . JLOO a copy, ttree jaamtaa. 20 -3- paperi-ntiT-t.e ace3itirpi-r. ESTaSISHED 1856. Oldesrt Paper ia tie State. J BEOWNTILLE, WSBBASKA, THUESDAT, EEBRTTAET '8, 183T. VOL. 2L SO. 33. BEADING 3DLTTER OETEEYPAGE OiTICIAX PA.PEB OF THECOFXT'E - J-----. - III Mil I '.Ml ,, -B8T-f .yy- - - -,'" JfcgjU "T""" -"J--- " "S" ' 'I HM Ti, . jlMNJI lBIMP"'-------- -fi JH S , A, A A -3i A iiR X A l '7.k V B J-. A -. k. A raB" A. yv --. fa. ,H - -k & .. . V ;JLS tad !. L. t . V IH . , ,-. A A T-B- A v . 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H- Broadj-t 1 TTORXETAOT COCN-SEL.OK AT,4!;- A oSee -er Stats Baai. BrowarlUOe E. "W. Thomas, 1 TTORNEY AT If.-pcB ro over j VlUe.yeo. TV. T. Roger, t TT9RN-EV .B 0003XOR ATUJ ta-satr-ste-tiscre.02icel-Ce-rtHinse BalMlac BrB'WTfflM.Ne. PHTSICIAX! S . EOLLADAY . X.3, rT?rZk iTZT1 ' ed Is BwTraTlIVe IMS. OsSce. I.tt & ete s arazasore.XcP&eta- Bcr. aPL""" to UBSGKTieS ZM1 B-M-l T tlrs. W-s. -r-w- T V(TUVU..H ofc-ra-rtan Aug Sgrreon OCce XL. ICitTSric3a.N.a:3Iate9treeCBrow- TlUe.3rk. dl ACK52irrns. J. "W. Glbon, tsret.tTre3t. a and Atlantic BrowrviUe iZsb 'Worsd ji-5 to jrderaadsatisfiicUeB gaar-B- i tee. J. W. G ATITT, PoetoSce address. All bostaesi entrusts to his eare -clll re ceive prompt attention. MERCHANT TAILOR, an aierin Fl&aE?Us, French. Sntel a.&& F-acj" Cloths . Testlars, Eie, Etc. Brown vi He. 5e!raslii-. HAVS 'YOU SIEEK ITU TiiTniTmv Ml UVte i liiiliiliil Hav!g T"orctu5Cd Ih? " 3E X IK 2? X3C j. -V T " IIYEBTAMD RED STiBLES l wish to announce that I am prepared to J CO , arst ctas lirery basiaess. To$7i Hogcrs uLilLilaL AUbliuilLiln. f ill TP THH Hi JL AifiiLri TATT-OH. 335TK5rEILE, AEBEASKA. -Cuttlnc. er CattJsc and Makiag. done to order on abert Htte aad at reasonabie 'arices, Frg hd foae experisHe aad eaa .-warrant sttalactior:. Call at his ebap at Residence u Atfcrstie street. CITYHOTEl Teattisrreet. Setweea Paraasa &a Haraey, grfiTTEAX: THE BJS3CES6 CSJ5TSS 0& T05E itttv: oiya4iGt:Bse9?rjetria ?rniib Hse aaafctBcaaft-eetiea TrtSh-litraicj Ea.Wi3VXorfcai-V6a WescrtfiSfaaret se atrasast fnos Soafchera 3rtrasfca. asd tie iiravlta- pebbc eraUy. GH special rales to -C3.Jnrs.srasF-rfies reaiaiafe? "srttfe ca-ar est. f tfcne. 3B. STEOBLE, AT CITS- 3iE3HY, Dealer in TKMLY GEOOEEIES, TEAS, ca-xs-ed yit?rrs, casdies, GLASSWARE, ,0BlCC0.CIJAg.H1rPES.A5I PB-ISH OYSTEBS HOMEWOM) MILLS HavingL n my employ !. JdLfc--TE2.Y SH 1 it;jEIS, eknowiedged to be the best miller in the t&te I am prepared to furnish GOOD FX.OCK in any quantity. Every sack war ranted. My r3ox.is for sile at all the principal stores In BrownvlUe. .. BO. HOJIEVTOOD. Skeridan Milks. April 1st, M55. DENTISTEY, tt. rvrxjETsr, j.n experienced practitioner. wlU nil ami :tract teeth for all who wib, at reasonable rates, at his residence on. Main street, next door to Bratton's store. jDT BROWaTJZJuE TSJB jLAST week ofeace: MATHEWS DENTIST rr BTOW?mLIiE, JTESKASTvA, W. T. CRADDOCE. CltADDOCK & SOS", BBEECH-XOADDfG SHOT GO 5, JttFIXS, C&rbUies. Aaucnrutjon and Spcraas Geods. Gsas sade to order ami Bepaina? neatly done. 11 3Iain St., BroTvavilie, Neb. TJL&JiZ 25I5t AG0H &IUGKSMITH5HQF OJTEnOOE. WEST OF COtTBXilOUfcx TTTAGOX MAKING, Repairing, V V Plows, and all work done In the best Bioeraaca short notice. SatisC-cOon jnaraa-- OaTe.imac-11. T34-ty. AEBOTTs WagonmaMng, SlacJtsmithinff, Clocks, Watches, Jewelry joseph smTTZ, ?o. 59 Mp Street SrvKTrvUlB, 'Kteja constantly oa band alargeana well assarted stocx ot ji-iane -" " "" L Bepairtnx ofClocKS, accaesami-ewciijr doneoafthortnotlce.aSreaaonahlerates. ATT. TTOfiJT TTJiRRA2rrEI. JOHJ CKAIJDOCK. " OLD RELIABLE MEAT MARKET BODY & BBO., J5rTCEJEJSSt BROWXTIIX.E, 3TEBRASS A. Good, Sweet, Presii Meat Always on band, and saiisfeciicnksx antted to oil customers. J. EL BAUER, fana:nir sad Ieler la jvj r5 , -l ' i : ro 3Ilvets, Brushes, 2Tly Jf cts, &c. SST Bepatrln? done on Ktcrt notice. The cele brated Vacnani OH Blackfsj;, for preserrias Har-Hess,Boo3rSiiO3,c-. always on iuuKL G4 3Iain St., BrownTille, Z5eb. r522IOKABIS BOOT AND SHOE S. CUSTOM WOEK 2ADE TO OEDEE. AXD FITS Gri.BA"TEED. 29 3Iatn Street, BRO?TCTII... 2TESRAS51. S5 ffiUBfii Ian mm 3 Main Street, 7T 5 '' "Cp stairs over Witcberly &. j iSiG- 4i Smith's Barbershop. BROWXT1LLE, 5SERASKA. I make every size or style of picture de sired. .Life-size photoerapbs a specialty Every pains taken to give pleasing and be eoaiing position. None bat PIRST C1.A3S v7Q5E j allowed to leave my eallery. A. full assort ment Ol i'lUiL IiT J-J-.T-iLO. ui an . iq and grades on nand. AliBUMS. LOCKETS CQIjOIJED FICTXJKES, ana many other ESIf OEHiUGKTS ?C - PA2L0S Persoas rlhicc Photograph work done in f3Zul2Z?nV tail to eail and see for themselves. . ?, IL ZOOS, j I m 1 1F 1 OLD CLOTHES. He -wOll Color orBytytrar COAT, "TEST or PAXTS, ia the beat style. WillDye 'ladies' SbtaTvl.; irill take all the Spots out or Gents' Garment,UQcl press them lip In good shape ; Trill re pair Garments, and -warrant to give entire satis faction j and Trill cut nxtd. make gentlemen's clothes. Equaled by Few, Exeelleif by Hone j Shop in Ales. Konlnion! old stand. j next door to Roy's Fnrnltnre Store. A. .EOSTSOlsT OOTS AND SHOE T cxsto-twobk: 3jad:e to o-SODnns. EepairinsTieatlvdcne- fo. S3 Malnstreet, Brown vflleKeb. T.ETTER HEADS, I m BILL HEADS Keatly prinedat tkisofnee. SQ JllfefcL ?H? y v a si fiBIPif I P i J jh ? 9 AN r -w 'il) ii felfe-i " , i?"JSfc . ND PHOTO Zk "TS rift n m" as tE ? rf-saB (9Sb BTEIKG 1 0 uiiifi 1 bull r rr fe?5 t v--"- Si ? K I ! To a Pair of Old Bdots; Written seventy-years ago by a gentleman now dead, and found among his papers. Ye twTj companions of my wintry -vayt Oft nave we trudged it many a tedious mile Tnrocgh slop, and mire, and mud, and cling ing day, And paced along with trae pedestrian toiL INow sore against my will we part at length, for ye are oolh grown old and both worn ont; Yonr tough tanned bodies have resigned their strength. And waters pierce your soles thatonce was stout. TVTat boots il now that yon were boots of yore. So neatly shining, supple, smooth and blacfc? 2sb patent luster can your gloss restore. 2fo cobbler can recaUyour value back. So man shall Tali,-andTi!l his works to boot, Nor art ner medldne decrepitude recruit. Chomberi' Journal. THE lEIIIOBTI OB TVTao TTi.Il Save -Her? CHAPTER X. (Continued.) 'Good evening, Mrs. Bleek. come from Sir Hugh's room ?' You 'Yes, Mr. DarknoII that is to say, j from the door'of nfe room, Mrs. Pru- dence not permitting any one, and very properly, too, I'm sure, to cross the threshold.' 'Mrs. Prudence has no will of her own in the matter,' 'observed the old man, quietly. 'She acts under the doctor's instructions. How i3 Sir Hugh?' The hnuskeeper shook ner head. 'Kothing arouses him for more than a few minutes at a time from nls ter rible heavy sleep. He takes his drugs as quiet as any babe, and then goes on again, sounu as oeiore. n , gs. J - !- TT- 1 lor no one, uotsvexi ior mirs uecuuue . now.' 'And that is the message you are taking her?' asked the old man, in his softest voice. 'Heaven forbid !' cried the house keeper, with a start. 'In her state, it would be her death the (fear, lovinc thing!' Benjamin DarknoII had drawn nearer to her, and was peering in quisitively into her iabs. IBM: 'HertahU JMetruthea.U.VKrvou ?rrM?. so very ill?' Isot ill, but suffering in mind as well as body, the darling! The doc tor s&Id a violent shock might have the worst consequences.' 'Ah, yes, I understand !' said the old man shaking his white head. 'Her poor mother died of heart dis ease, if I remember right. Such thing3 are too often hereditary.' He did not remember right, as he was quickly reminded; for in touch ing upon the past, he had entered up on Mrs. Bleek's domain, and she was proceeding to give a circumstantial account of the causes which had led to the late lady Wentworth's demise, when DarknoII interrupted her. xnere, mere, ine poor aaay steeps Vi Incf claan t i IU-3W C.t-. Let her rest! I fear Gertrude has her mother's nature a weakly flower, whose life the first rough blast may wither. Poor child!' The words were kind, but though the voice was, as usual, so soft as to be almost caressing, there was but little pity in its tone. 'Poor child!' he repeated ; 'she will require careful tending! 'Whom the first shock may kill, those were your words, Mrs. Bleek?' "They were Doctor Malyon's. He seems a very clever man Doctor Mal yon.' A man of vast experience. His or ders must be implicitly obeyed. You must let no one, for the present, have access to Miss Gertrude. Absolute repose for both father and daughter is necessary. Poor child! poor child!' and, as he bad come ouc of the shad ow, so he was absorbed by it again as he walked on, leaving Mrs. Bleek to flit away on her errand more misty than ever. Arrived at Sir Hugh's room-door, DarknoII softly laid his knuckle against the panel. It was opened quickly, and closed as noiselessly, by Mrs. Prudence. The same?' was his whispered question. 'ISo alteration ?' 'No alteration as yet.' The girl must not see him again.7 Mrs. Prudence shrugged her shoul ders. It is perhaps, better thatsheshould not, though the result would be the same.' Who knows? Affection has sharp eyes, and father and daughter love each other well. Dove will some times work miracles, Mrs. Prudence. That shrugged her shoulders again. 'Hate may do it not love. If you had seen as many death-beds as I have, Mr. DarknoII, you'd know what, even in the last agony, hate can do ; how lips, with the coldness of the grave upon them, would spend their last breath to curse ; how the hand already half clay, would claw niTrt,loftrilTr at th TWn tKnfc re fr I eilticu, uv uuu cipniug, ofci.un.tr, nuuie X a , k.. . k A , n r. tTn n . . n hospital or almshouse, leaving kith or 1 kin to die in one, or to be relieved by the other.' Here the 'nurse from Dondon laughed or, rather, the muscles of her generally Immovable face simu lated a laughter,' that, though visible, made no sound. 'Charity !' she went on, for Dark noil, his head bent his eyes search- . ; r - j , ing the ground, did not immediately J 'Mildmay isthe name he constant-1 form; but cbt the deiicioaa 'green speak. 'It would have a queer reaalt, j Iy couples with the will, if a williery,' that wanton and exuberant could one inquire how much of real charity there was behind the 'chari table donations' we see blazoned oat on parchment, carved in brick, and set up in marble! Love of their . 1 species ! pity for the fallen! above; all, pity for poverty Bah ! Hatred, maiice, and all un-charitableness ! They feed the poor's box, and keepijamln DarknoII like the sting of a 'goad institutions' actively alive. And it's so throughout nature all links in a chain ! Iiook at the herbs in my shop the same that yields a poison, yields a cure ! 'If Philip,' said the old man, who had evidently not been listening to a word she was eaying, 'had again, an interview with. Sir Hugli?' 'I believe the remaining strength. still left the Baronet, if any, would be exerted to put him from the room.' DarknoII muttered something be- tween his teeth, and turned away. Few things moved the strange old lodge-keeper out of his U3ual quiet. One thing always did so an unkind mention of Philip. 'He must have sinned grievously, this-young man,' said Mrs.Psudence, her keen red eyes watching closely the other's equally keen black ones. 'His have been but the foibles of youth.' answered the lodge-keeper. Prodigal of money he never sweated to earn ; careless of those attentions which the selfishness of old age re quires ; ever in love with a neat ankle and a sparkling eye ; bred np as one of the lilies who toil not, neither do they spin ; gifted with but one knowledge of money that It was made round thathe might roll it away the faster.' 'A young man to be commended,' smiled :n cynical Mrs. Prudence. 'There is no conceiving what an amount of good your light gloved, del icate, spendthrift hands may do. When they shake the tree, all unbe known to them, the bread-fruit falls intQ th ap;j of thousand others to hnm ,, k-h :, y.ff 1 Philip will be rich enough in a day or two, when Sir Hugh dies,' said DarknoII, somewhat impatiently and sulkily. He was turning away when the i woman laid a swift hand on bis arm. 'Are you sure of that?' There was something in her voice that caused the lodge -keeper turn up on hersharply. 'What do vou mpan!' Rockwood. I came here by his wish ; I take my orders from him, and no other.' I have neither the wish nor the right to command,' said the old man, in his smoothest voice and softest manner. I also take my orders from Mr Rockwood, who, as you know, is, at the present speaking, a guest at my humble house. What is it that you wish me to convey to him?' 'That it is my belief nay, I have almost a certainty that a will has been writteu thai a will exists.' Benjamin DarknoII gave a gasp. Like the two augurs, the precious pair understood each other but they didn't laugh aloud. 'Esists ! where ! impossible !' Sirs. Prudence gave her usual shrug. S.s to the 'where,' thai will be for others to discover. As to its being im possible, you are the best judge of that.' 'But the reasons for your suspi cion ? His continual muttering in his sleep about no need of lawyers they are all knaves but that he has taken care of that ; that the wolves will be disappointed of their prey ; and that, when he has gone, the Iamb may turn and rend her pursuers.' 'I don't understand what he means by that,' murmured DarknoII, with another gasp. But the two augurs, who did not laugh, understood each other perfect ly. It Is so hard, even with those who know us best, to shake off the habit of dissimulation. 'The Wentworth estate Is not en tailed, I believe?' 'No.' 'It is in the power of Sir Hugh to leave it to you or me?' 'It teas in his power to do so. A man not in bis right mind can make no valid will.' 'Suppose the tho will was made and witnessed before the accident. What then? They had long ago withdrawn from the threshold of the sick man's door, and amidst the gloom of the gather- 1 ing shadows, seemed but shadows themselves, as they stood in the deep embrasure of a window, looking out upon ghostly tree and vanishing lawn. I have been Sir TTnh's friend, ad- viser, and confidant for long, long! 1 years. Me woula never have made such a will without consulting me. A weak man ' Again the otherwise impassive countenance of Mrs. Prudence rippl ed with a silent laugh. 'You surprise me, Mr. DarknoII a man of your experience! Why, of all men, the weak ones are the most dangerous the least to be relied on. A weak man has the heart of a rab bit, but the canning of a fox ; and if bis best friend should lean npon him he breaka beneath him like a rotten stick. Do you know a man called Mildmay?' How could he help knowing him? 'Another weak man, and rector of the parish. Mr. Mildmay cares for nothing, thinks of nothing, but his rod and line, and,7 this with a sneer I 'perhaps the poor of the pariah.' J exists it 13 your Mr. Mildmay who has witnessed it.1 'It is impossible! exclaimed the old man, moved for the first time be yond self-control. 'The rector was In all things opposed to Sir Hugh.' 'And to ilis3 Gertrude ?' This question came upon Mr. Ben - wasp. The rector adored M153 Wentworth. ; and it was in his house that she had found a congenial society while her brother was playing billiards with the young 'squireens, at the 'Wentworth Arms,' down in the village, or busy on the nearest race course, preparing a 'book,' nr whilst the Baronet him self was whooping and halloaing, like a red-coated maniac, over hill and down dale, after the brush of a fox. 'It was beneath the kind rector's J roof that Gertrude had met his pupil Everard ; and love, whose seeds are scattered by the Winds of heaven, grew up between them like a flower. Carry what I have told you to Mr. Rockwood. I repeat, I am here as hi3 servant, and it is only Mathew Bock wood I obey. To my mind, the game is over, and the gamesters sold.' The lodge-keeper's eyes gleamed savagely, as she turned almost con temptuously away, and, with a slight waveof the hand, repassed the thresh old of the room. A strange woman ! A terrible warder, whether watching at the threshold of life, when baby eyes open with wonder on anew and cruel world, or whether standing by the dark portals of death. Yet, with those who knew this quiet little wo man only in her double vocation of herbalist and nurse, Mrs. Prudence was beloved by some and respected hy all. It would be a thing curious to know If, when the French poisoner. Brin villiers, passed from bed to bed, in her daily round of the hospitals, test- ing. with tearful eyes or smiling face, her drugs upon the patients If any j recocrnized In the beautiful, 'chari table' lady but another and more terl- ble form df death, who. when those delicate hands arranged the linen of tho bed. felt, with instinctive shud der, that the grave-clothes were being faateued aboux them, and that as the lithe and serpent-like figure paused, bending over them, with velvettouch land soothing words, that each, touch was.a uenciau ted. eaou wcru a cal culation to result in death ? Of one thing we may be sure that the withered old woman of the War- ren cared no more for the 'departing j spirit' in the bed than shs would have done for some frog in an aquarium, or than the great French chemist did for the dog that licked his hand beneath the knife. When iSacenaire, ths murderer, was examined, the judge demanded from him a reason for his wholesale and often, unremuneratlve cruelties. 'The desire to kill !' was his reply. And the spirit of Lacenalre, the fiend assassin, dwelt In this little r.d eyed woman, who on ordinary days, sat in her shop sorting her herbs and blinking, after the fashion of her namesake In the sunlight. Malyon hnew her well. These two things of evil had from natural afflni- erc tv. been drawn together. The man been of science, the disappointed and bit ter student df the world, had under stood the woman thoroughly when he j said, 'I would trust her with any thing but my life.' It ttas seldom that Daddy Dark n oil's blood ran cold, but it did so as the little woman vanished once more, ghost-Iikej into the sick man's room. CHAPTER XI. peteb appletewaite. It was with a heavy and troublSd heart that Benjamin DarknoII took his way home across the Park. Were all hi3 plans to prove abortive, and Philip, the child of his blood, to be cast out shamed and a beggar? The ambition he, an old, old man, had nourished for years, was it to crumble from him as the earth crum bles beneath the foot on the edge of a grave ? Years ! the years had become days, hours, almost minutes, and the dan ger he had most feared was at hand. Still the old man held to his resolve, that one of his blood should rule where he had served at Wentworth Abbey. 'He promised me that,' he said, 'when I threatened to expose him be-! fore his new wife in his own house.' What! my daughter my handsome daughter wasn't good enough for him, this creature of clay, who has taken as much pains to break his neck over a fence as a thief does to gain his pro- motion on a gallows! For a great wrong there must be a great right, and Philip shall yet be lord of this place, upon which my grandfather and his great grandfather were born. The evening bad almost darkened into night when DarknoII reached his home. And a very pleasant home It was, that cosy old lodge, with its ivied porch, that rose Into a sort cf a tower, with a great escutcheon of the Went worths over the doorway, covered with drooping masses of wild hop, and, sweetest of creeping plants, the lady of the bower. A place it was for an artist to sketch, for a poet to visit, and afterwards to revisit again and again in his J reams. Nothing, if judged by line and rule J was correct in form In builder's ' beauty which held everything in a wild embrace. A curtain of verdure broken by twinkling' windows, a forest of chim neys, and there we have, embosmed in a garden of Sowers, the pleasant place that was once the home of Hi- 1 anaDarknolI As the old man hurried .across the park, the shadowy ae'er rose before him. and glancing through the fast rising mist, passed swiftly away ; while the myriad rabbits still capering about, came to gaze at the intruder, showed theirwhitescnts foramoment and then disappeared in the ground j njivt: jjiump nine laities. Arrived at the lodge, he passed in at a side wicket, exchanging a few words with a sun-burnt fellow in a shabby velveteen coat, who v?ia bnsy with a bill-hook trimming the hedges and catting off the decay branches af trees. 'Any gentleman here Appleth waite?' inquired DarknoII. Thesunburnt man paused a moment to consider. He placed bis bill-hook on a hedge doffed his hat, and with an extreme ly greasy handkerchief wiped his fore head slowly. 'Well, Mister DarknoII, there be no denying that there be several persons here ; but when you come to the ques tion of gentlemen, why that calla for discussion.' 'Which isn't worth my time or yours to go into,' Interrupted Dark noII, Impatiently, 'Is Mr. PhiliD here?' Thesunburnt man finished wiping his head a good broad head it was, full of natural sagacity then cast the crumpled handkerchief into the crown of his hat, and laughed aloud. 'He be all here; not a bit of him missing, from the top ofhis head to the sole of his boots. And precious tight he is, too his boots and hini- self.' 'Drunk?' asked DarknoII, sharp- Iy. 'Drunk? well that -Is also a ques tion open to discussion. I've known a chap as would get drank on a tea- spoonful of liquor, while t'other chaps myself to the fare always woald empty a bucket and coom out smilin'. Thustis a thing as is born with one we take to drink afore we take to food. Darknqlleyedjlimkeenlx.- -'Get home and close the gate after you. i ou 're better in bed than any where else, I think.' 'Thesunburnt man, Applethwaite or Sandy Peter'as he was called In the village, looked after his temporary employer with a grin that nearly cut his face in two, elongating itsel, slow ly but surely From ear to ear. 'Better in bed, am I, Daddy ? Well, that's a matter as also admits of dis cussion. He crossed to the other side of the hedge., and, yith much chuckling, drew forth a gun and game bag from under a heap of leaves. 'Bed ! ah !' and he whistled cheeri ly. 'What a mee-raculous thing in this world is different ideas! I've got mine, and he's got his'n. I'm go in' out on the 'loose,' I am ; and oh !' here Mr. Applethwaite drew a long breath as he polished the ..lock of bis , gun with his coat-sleeve 'what, eplendacious words they are! 'On the loose !' Look at me, agoin' out like a roarin lion, seekin' what other people, will devour !' He looked around him for a mo ment. Then, placing two fingers to hia mouth, whistled shrilly. Ah! here she comes! What.Rum mager, old gal, come at last? There goes the church Clock, dang it! I might have guessed as much. It's I as am before time, old wench, not you as is after It.' . . , As this to his mind was a matter that admitted of no discussion, he stooped down and tenderly baressed the dog at his feet. She had come towards him sniffing through the long grass, and with as much, and perhaps more, than hu man affection, thrust her coW black muzzle into his hand. A cross between tbe retriever and the Scotch colley was Rummager, well known to every inhabitant of Dripsey Bridge known and loved greatly loved but we are sorry to say not respected. The pet of the village children, and of course daintly fed by many of their mothers, Sandy Peter's doggie would have been ultimately killed by kind ness but for the thoughtful care of his master, who, knowing that mueh food requires an equal amount of exercise to promote'digestion, took Rummager out for an airing generally at night fall, and always so his enemies said In company with a gun and a game bag. 'I'm off this job to-morrow, said Sandy Peter as he sat down, taking the beautiful black head of hi3 dog between bis strong hands, and kissing it affectionately; 'and, to tell you the the truth, Rummager, dear old gal. I I'm not sorry for it. I never did like daddy DarknoII, and I never shall. It's a hard thing to-eay, butwhen two such friends as you and me, Rumma ger, meets, there Is no secrets atween us. I would sooner be a chisselin his tombstone as a cuttln' down hl3 trees much sooner. His trees! and the tall, strong fellow drew tiimself erect, and looked around. 'It's a precious queer world for a feller to be pitched into, when not only the birds of the air, but every leaf and blade of grass, has an owner! Here is Mr. Philip, I whose father lies dying up at the Ac bey, has been a drinking himself j The allusion to the blue face wai blind at tbe 'Wentworth Arms. A j made to a scar, a hoge scar, disffgnr wonderful 'arms' it be, crammed wi' Ing a. portion of the straneera cheekr all the comical animals in creation, a 'but tbe word 'scoundrel." possibly aa clawing and a grinnin' at each other, being too appropriate, aroused to the with the young heir to all their beau-, fall extent the man's fury. s ties a making a hog of himself be-j -His balldog visage, bine markait neath'em. Rummager, my darling,' all, quivered with rage, and raking and he continued to caress his dog's : his hand, he 3trock ont fiercely, head, 'you eome of a good breed, yon j Alas! Mr. Powder Blue for ths do, but I never yet saw you miabe-j reader must have recognised a disrep have yourself acos of yocr family ntable acquaintance had rsckaned tree. Family tree ! They talk a 1 without his host. A LuKy. a vulgar, goodlsh lot about the family tree, but j hectoring aggressive fellow.-a strong; Ifinda, on in westigation,' (investiga-i body encasing a oravea soul, yetona tion and discussion being weak point3 j who, by dint of mdnner and musale. he would have called them strong! bad ruled tho.roaat in convict prfeon ones on thepart-of Mr Applethwaite) j and London slum, be never dreamed that they mostly counts the epper I branches, and says nothing of thef lower, which helps to build the par ish stocks and fashion the. three legged stools. I know who it was who taught me to think like that, he said, with a Jaugb; 'it was young Mr. Everard Corbett, heaven bless him! for the noblest, finest spirited feller that ever snapped a trigger. Peter,' said be to .me the day that he left, you're as brave a3 a lion, and as true 03 alee!, but you are one of thGse chaps as hasn't, bad their chances. You look after Miss Gertrude while I'm gone, and when I come back from Tndia I'll fill your pockets with ru - pees ; hoS that I snow what those last things are, but sweets of some kind, no doubt, 'for he and she were desperate hard on tofleyand brandy-1 balls ; and so was vou, Rummager, not forgetting myself, which I believe to have been the worst of all.' Still busy with his gun, he was in dulging in a hearty laugh at the sac charine reminisence when Rumma ger rose to her feet, and uttered a pro longed and very threatening growl. .Yir. pp.e.nwaiws s gun uisappear- ed as if by magic; and assuming a careless, jaunty manner, he plweked " -Ti.t . . r i a docs iear, and proceeded, with the 1 air of a Chesterfield- to dust his boots, A voice sounded from the adjacent field 'Hilloh ! anybody alive that side of the hedge?' Not recognising the voice of the questioner, Sandy Peter, with a ges ture to Rummager to keep quiet, con tinued to dust bis boots. 'Hilloh ! can't you open your mouths ?r a question this time accom panied by a shower of psbbles and dirt. Then.j-nd.no..till then, Sandy Pe ter rose up In hia wrath. 'Is it at me or my dog thai you are throwing your brains? If you want a thrashing, take your courage in both hands and come over yocrself, and you'll get it.' The Invitation was nci sooner given than it was answered.. With no slight exertion of strength a man burst through the hedge, and swaggering up, stood before his ques tioner. Rummager was on to him in a mo ment, but a kick from tbe new-comer's boot heels sent her back to the side of her master, angry, snarling, but ready to renew the attack. 'I don't know whether your tailor has ever taken your measure, said Peter Applethwaite, angrily survey ing the stranger. But if you touch my dog again I'll save him the troble, and make you take it with, as mueh clay at your back as, dug deep en ough, would serve you for a grave!' 'Don't talk too quick, yokel; best look at me first; your eyes may have more sense than your mouth.' The speaker was a muscular fellow, bow-legged, and strongly boilt, wear ing the undress of a groom. He looked at the sinewy bat lank figure of Sandy Peter, with a laugh. Peter eurveyed him carefully and curiously. 'Yoq11 know me again?' was the stranger's question, growing impo patient under the long survey. 'Well,' was Mr. Applethwaite's re joinder, 'I don't know as I shoo Id be inclined to ; yocrs is not one ot them faces as would be hung out as a sign board. I think, all tbiags eonsider- ia' on seeing it. I shoakl battos np -.ntf-rtf an4 --. - r..l' W -i- Vi -,: r my pockets and go to another boose. The beetle-browed, ruffianly-looking fellow seemed inclined to com mence hostilities at once, but the in- . tence plaoidity of Peter's manner f pozzled him. 'Who is your master here? Peter Applethwaite looked first down on the ground, then up in the air, then all around, till bis eyes came slowly back to his questioner's face. I can't find aim. Can yoe V 'For twopiae I'd try.' ' Twouida't be worth the risk,' re torted Peter, 'unless they was di'mund pins, the S-ooinor and his twin brother, some such trifles yoa cotfid L n't afford to do it under. . The fellow, still menacing attack, scowled fiercely at the dog. That's a pretty cur you've got there to go about a-bitin men's heels. How much do you reckon her life is worth?' 'Pretty nearly about the same vally as yottrn. You touch her agin, and I'll strike the balance. The two men were close together t now, well-matched combatants the' one short and strong, the other lithe j ouu tuuuuiai u-A-t -.. U. oiai u - I don't know who vou are, or what j vou nre- bat one thin T da knowJ that if vou come throucrh a hedee In , j w -3 - ,. ---..-. r -.?-.t,. -. tun. k.Vo- .Ub U4l.UC, IV.LfctUg few fct- ft.tv.- hedge, 'without asking with yoar. ' r leave, or by yonr leave, to anyone who may happen to be on the other side of It, I'll fling you back again. Lyou bine-faced, undersized scoundrel, that I will.' of opposition among the 'rtirate. His antagonist swerved aside, and the blow of Mr. Bradley was expend ed von the empty air. A crushing retort came from iha strong right arm of Peter, aiid. as Powder Blue came stumbling forward he felled him at a blow. It was rather a pleasant sight to sea Mr. Bradley lying there among the ferns. Ho was very qelef, and spread out upon tbe grass looked vary like death. Mr. Applethwaite, however, knew better. veiy gentle kie - rr' - """, w , - --i. fh& tbe pretrato man's ribs. Yoe ain't gd Itakbg when you are up, hctyou're'feetter on your legs than on yor book.' Powder Blue rose, seifcily enough, I'll have yocr life for this P The 'free forester,' as Peter was sometimes called in tbe village, re plied to this threat by a laugh. 'What! take a man's lfla because you're worsted In a fair stand-up fight! Por certain sure, ya. never was born in oar coon v. W tives and takes a licking in good part. aa4 the harder the Set that has maWeted - tbe readier we are to slxafc !t. c,.h wa oi- ts. -,----, f Mr. Powder Blue. Mopping the blood from bS face, he stood, and lacking the eoogenlai wail; furtively shouldered a tree. 'Look here!' he said. 'You don.1 6 know me, but you shatH I'll -stake twenty pounds In any honest man'sj hands, and fight you for ftl Will you do as much . Peter Applethwaite laughed oat right. I? Why, man alolve, I never was possessed of twenty shillings in my life; but a? you're strange In these parts, and don't know oar ways. PR thrash you as often as yea like for nothing! Before the other man coaFd make reply, which he wa-? aboet to do in a, very practical manner, a rider, who bad approached un perceived by eith er, thrust bis horse between them. 'What's the row here? Up to some of your tricks, Bradley?' And leap ing from the, saddle;. Mathew Rock wood tossed the reins to the now ob sequiously attentive groom. 'Or, and the lawyer turned sharply upon Applethwaite, 'are yoa to eome of yours V Well,' replied Mr. Appietfewaile. with his usual amesed grin, 1 den nut know what you mean by that. Mister Matbew; eneept,' p-'r'apa, in the W3y of a hare, or a rabout. I havn't go. much on my conscience, and I hope as yoa won't e troubled with a worse digestion.' Rockwood was about to make an angry reply, when he eanght sight ef DarknoII, standing at tKe wicket, im patiently beckoning. 'You and I will settle aeeoanJa an other day, Mr. Apptethwaite. Ad Rockwood. followed by Bradley, wm was leading the horse, strode away. Mr. Applethwatte's faee was sgais divided by as exeese of mirth. "Settle accounts! That a what yoa are up .to! I've known yoa. Mister Roekwood, for nigh about nay life time, and I know this, that wbea jotc cotae to settlo aeeocate, it meaasi rI. to somebody !' TO J5S GONTIKirBB Sbconb okly to Lcsgck-k. 4h , Beecher. in hie Tbak3gvl sermon I . , thus refers to Preside Gcazl : "I come now to regard the pariy Id whose bands the govern BeBt.aa beeci for fifteen years. I hear mea to-day finding fault with these ia power, bS was there ever an admints .ratios K-. had suoh difficulties to settle? . " By and by, when it is all past, then tbe lives of these nea who have as sisted in tbe reformatio of tbe aad will stand hieber than the mea who formed the eoestitation, and not for from a martyr will be that man who with his sword pet aa end to tbe re bellion.; and who has been for eight years at tbehead of an adraiaistration in peace and silence. He wIH stand, second only to Lincoln. A reverend writer asks: "I evo lution rests on a basis as sore as . as- t9nomj wiivde we pa33lngr into'anothe not see one species passing into anotfter new, even as we see the motions of the planets threegs the heavens?" To this question, which has been asked a dosea times by clerical critics of Huxley, the ob liocs answer Is, says The Popuiar Science HontAiy, that what re- 1 nnirM a vor inn' limn rn Tirru-ii cannotbe sesn in a T snort time, Has the writer ever seen the produc- tion of a geological formotioa f That ' ce uaa 110- aeea I X t - the evidences that , U 1 .J v.: r -- ttUUlu ucp.uie-mi tjui -s..- Ingsuch a questlonis pro babJy because he Is not a student of nature, and "kaS not looked for them. School Books at I iok5 M1UHJ ILIWgg W -g-