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i'gmaiJWjnaMWiw-iu''mjiuijii.witwmifjMi ' ' i THE ADVERTISER. tyibscriplion, $2.00 per Year, in Alliance. orririASi l'Ai'Uit or Tin: coiixty. THE SLVGINO Jillll). " On. sweet, iHCOt. hwi ct," tin "wallow eunjf I'r.im tlio iicsi ho bull lei hltfh: .And the robin's tiiptiued ifhii miijr From the Ic i IV peioli cloe b "Oh, sweet, sweet, sweet," lttiiR tho Joyful tunc, "Oh, sweet, 8vuo, sweet Is the world In luno." " Oh, swcot, sweet, Bwcct." tlio mnlden snld, As she tw iio,l tier liulr with tlowetsj From Mnl iiml tilosoiu the echo hi el 'I lit- iiiIi the ! njf mid blissful hours. " Oh. sweet, Hweet, sweet," rant the Joyful tune, ' Oh, sweet, mvoot, Bwoot Is tlio world In Juno." " Oh. sweet, sweet, sweet," the swallow biuik On the summer s tlylnjr nlht; And "Swiet, sweet, sweet," tne echo run);. As the roiiiii plume I for llitflit: Oh. sweet is ilie sueunor when lint bejrun, And suret, sweet, sweet, when her lllo is dune." Hut the niitlilen. ihn-or a word she snld, As she I'onncd her weeds of woe: The lilni thai Hiitiir in her he.irt was dead, With the miuimur of I.uik avi: 'J'he sweet, nwoct. sweet of thohlooin and bird As Idle nioekitiK llL'r dull ear heard. h li, sweet, sweet, Bweot Is the wholo glad curi ii, When the slimmer days are hero Anil sweet, sweet, sweet is the time of dearth, If only decn in tho hi ait Is heard i iniUHU tiii1 iiuiuiiiii mi; n niv tv 'i'lio jWadsoino sonnet the "stun! hIuk bird." From Chambers' Journal. THE CHHAWiKWOODS' MONEY. "CONTINUKD.J But ntisor though ho was, Mr. Cheu dlowood was not guilty of tho folly of keeping his gold at. hand, that he might have the joy of lingering it. Margery knew how it was that ho chanced to have so much in tho house this night. Sho had heard him complain to his brother that a client hud paid a long Mnnding account too late in tho day for the money to be taken to tho bank. She recalled the pecul;ar chuckle with which Mr. .Jonathan had prefaced his remark, that it was well to get tlio money at ' any hour, and it would bo as sale in the hou.u us at tho bank, since it need bo a clovor thief who could dis cover where thoy kept their cash-box. Mopsy now saw the point of that last observation, and sho laughed to herself to think how angry her uncles would be, if they know t lint she had discover ed lliuir secret hiding-place. Our heroine felt a sort of contemptu ous pity for her poor old uncle as sho looked at him now. Sho had already suspected his miserly propensities: now she saw plainly that "he was indeed one who loved money for money's own sake, and to whom tlio hurd, dead coin, which represented wealth, was dearer thAn the love of any human being. She watched till she saw him close the cash box and replace it in tho safe; then, as he mado'a movement towards tho door, she slipped back quickly, and with rapid yot noiseless steps, made her way to her own room, from which sho did not again dare to descond. The following day was a general holi day. Mopsy would not havo known tho fact, however lor tho work of the of fice went on ns usual if she had not heard her Undo Barnabas regret that, as all tho banks were closed, the mon ey ho had receivod must needs remain in the house for another day. In tho course of tho day Mopsy had a visit from hor friend Count Gnmaldi. She hud been expecting him for many weeks, until at hi3t she had ceased to hope that lie would come and see hor us he hail promised. Again and again she hud harrowed Robert's feelings by her frank avowal of hor longing to soo tho Count, and her disappointment at his non-appearance. Robert condoled with her as best ho could, whilst conscious of an ardent wish that the foreigner might keep away altogether. It cost him no slight pang, therefore, that day, as he ami Mopsy sat together in tho ofiico, to hoar hor cry of delight as slui recognized tho Count at tho door and darted forward to wolcomo that distin guished individual. Perhaps Margery guessed that Rob ert was incapable of appreciating tho Count's peculiar talents, lor sho did not introduco her friend to his prosonce; but taking advantage of hor uncles' ubsonco, sho led tho gentleman- into tho buck room, with ninny assurances of hor pleasure at seoing him, and questions as to what he had been doing in the interval since they parted. The Count's answers to her questions wcro not ready, but he was all courtesy and devotion, and Mopsy folt Mattered by his charming manner. His assumption of regret on learning that both tho Messrs. Cheadlowood happened to bo out did credit to his powers of dissimu lation, considering that bo had noon sauntering about tho neighborhood of tho house for more than nu hour, anil hud not dared to enter till ho had watched Margerys uncles safo off the premises. Having skillfully evaded tho girl's nioro pointed questions, tho gentleman at lust condescended to give some no count of himself. It was a mournful but vuguo tnle of disappointed hopos and unrecognized morit. Ho had been induced to conio to England ovi tho promiso of a person of inlluonco to procure him a post under Government. This individual, although under deep obligations to Grimaldi, had neverthe less ignored his promiso, and treated his bouofaotor with tho utmost ingrati tude and injustice. Not conlont with refusing him tho promised assist ance ho had striven to east discredit upon tho Count's charaetor, and thus render it impossible for him to gain a position such ns ho was qualified to fill. Indeed, so well had his malice succcod- od, that ever since the Count's arrival in Knglnnd the latter had vainly at tempted to obtain employment, till now hh money was all gone, nnd ho was ab solutely ponniloss, unable to procure hinisolt either a meal or a night s lodg ing. Tho Count's manner of narrating his misfortunes was pathetic in tho ex treme, and Mopsy was deeply touched by it. It painoefhor synipathetio heart to think otono who had been intimately connected with herself and hor father ono whom sho reverenced sis of noble birth being reduced to such straits. Moreover, tho Count's appearance made a powerful appeal to her pity. Never boforo had she behold him so shabby and miserable. Any ono glancing at him now, would scarcely take hfin for a gentleman, much loss :t nobleman. "Oh, I am so sorry, so very sorry for you," exclaimed tho girl, in a buivt of sympathy; "what can 1 do? Is there no way in which I can help you?" Tho nobleman was profuse in apolo gies. Ho would not havo dared to tell her of his troubles if ho had imagined bIio would take them thus to heart. And yet it made him infinitely happy to know tint sho lelt for him. No; there was nothing she could do for him, un lesswell, if she very much desired to servo him, there was a small matter, a very trivial thing, indeed." "Pray, toll mo," urged Mopsy, as ho hesitated to name tho slight tnvor. Well, ho Wits really ashamed to name such u thing; but if Miss Choidlowood would bo so kind as to oblige him with tho loan of a few shillings, just to help him over tho next day or two, till a friend who would not fail to iiml him employment should arrive in London, ho should feel exceedingly indebted to her. Mopsy's chocks crimsoned at his ' words. "A few shillings!" Ho might ' havo said a few pence, and it would bo equally impossible for her to help him. j "Oh, 1 am so grieved," sho cried, in j a tone of the utmost distress; " I would give uu all my money if 1 had any, but j I have none, absolutely none. My uncles do not give mo a penny." The Count's face changed. Ho had not calculated on this; but ho made an effort to hide his disappointment. "It is nothing," lie said, lightly; pray do not let my diflioultios trouble you. I thought tliat as a friend vou might lend mo the money rather than that I should havo recourse to other means; but it will make little dilforonco to me. For your own sake, my dear Miss Margery, 1 am vexed to hear what you say. How can jour uncles treat you so? They are rich, are they not''" "Oh, very," exclaimed Mopsy; "but they aro very mean. Do you" know, Uncle Barnabas is really an old miser. Fancy! 1 saw him last night in this room sitting counting his money, when ho supposed every one else was in bed." " Indeed," said the ' Count, whoso countenance suddenly betrayed u look of deep interest. "Do you meun to say that ho keeps his money in tho house?" "Not much ol it, as a rule," ropliod Mopsy; "but this was some which came in yesterday afternoon, too late to bo sent to the bank. Stay; 1 will show you where it is. You would never guess the place." And with a quick move ment she touched tho tiny knob, which her sharp ecs hud discerned beside the mantel-shelf, and suddenly tho piinel glided back and revealed tho iron safo within. " Dear me, how curious, how very in gonious," exclaimed her friond, lean ing forward with eagerness to oxamino the siifo. It wus wonderful how it in terested him. He wont quite closo to it, nnd felt the safe all over, examined the lock, and made us careful a survey of tho wholo concern as if ho contem plated making a similar one. Tho safe Wits an old one, and by no moans so se cure us the Chcadlewoods believed, un less they imagined its safety to depend upon tho ingenuity with which it wa3 hidden from sight, rather than upon tho strength of the lock. Mopsy, half-frightened at what sho had done, was anxious to close the pan el again us quickly ns possible; but tho Count would not allow her to do so till he hud examined tho safo as fully as ho desired. " A very clover contrivance," he said. " I supposo your undo keeps his ready money hero. Ho must bo a very rich man." "Yes, I believe so," said tho girl, as sho hastily pushed buck tho panel. "And you will bo a rich woman, Miss Margery," when you inherit his fortune; for of course he must mean to make you his heiress." "Mo," stammorod Mopsy, flushing with surpriso at an idea which had nev er boforo occurred to her "mo; do you mean it do you think uncle will ioavo vie his money?" "Why, surol ; to whom olso can he loavo itP Ho has no child, nor nophow. 'J ho wealth of both your uncles must como to you in time. Ah! you will, in deed, bo a rich woman. You willscoin tho poor Count, then; you will spurn his friendship." "Never!" cried the girl, impetuously; coming forward and giving tho Count her hand. "You, who were my friend when I was poor ami lonely, shall ul wuys bo my friend; nnd if over 1 am rich, ns you think 1 shall bo, though I can senrcoly beliovo it, I shall want to glvo you somo of my money." "All," ejaculated tho Count, drawing hor nearer to him, "you make, mo too happy." Am! then ho bout his bend nnd murmured some words, which made tho girl's cheeks flush crimson. Hor thoughts hud at that instant boon planning an innocent scheme for tho temporary roliof of her unfortunato friend; nnd making tho Count's embar rassing words (whatever thoy were) a protoxt for quitting his prosonce for a few moments, sho luifricdly loft tho room. It was Homo minutes oro Mopsy re turned, mid just ns sho wus about to enter tho room, sho ftuiciod sho hoard tho poculinr click of I ho aii'hi; in tlio wooden panel which hid tho safe; but when sho opened tho door all was as slto loft it, and (irimaldi stood with his back to tho iiiantol-sliolf, and his arms folded boforo him. "I am so sorry that I cannot lond you tho money you need," said Miss Chon dlowood," in a faltering tone; "but I httvo brought you my dour father's watch. I should not liko to part with it altogether, but 1 thought you might moanwhilo bo ablo to to got for it soiiiu money. When you are bettor oil", as you surely ' will bo before long, you can return tlio watch to mo." " You aro too kind to me, my dear Margery," exclaimed the Count, with feoling; " but 1 reallv do not liko to take , this from you." I "Oh, do take it," urged the girl; "I ; would so much rather you did. Indeed, I shall feel quite unhappy if you re fuse." "Then 1 cannot make you unhappy," said tho Count, graciously accepting ' tlio largo, old-lashioned gold watch which Margery pressed into his hand; "and I promise to, restore it to you at tho first opportunity. And now with a ! thousand thanks for your generosity, 1 must bid you good-by. No; I must not j stay longer, much ns 1 should liko to do J so. ' And with a hurried leave-taking the Count was gone. I Mopsy wont buck to hor work with ! flushed cheeks and ngitnted manner. , Robert's heart sank within him as ho I noted hor looks. "Your lriend has I paid you along visit," ho remarked. Tho girl's color deepened, and tho I long, dark lashes drooped over hor downcast eyes as she murmured: I ii- deed? lho tinio did not seem long to mo." The dork's heart grow heavier, and his dislike to distinguished loroignors more bitter than beioro. Ho watched Mopsy closely during the remainder of tho day, and observed that sho spoko little, and that hor thoughts seemed far away. Ho was right in supposing that Mopsy's mind dwelt on tho Count. The story of his misfortunes had made a deep impression on hor susceptible na ture. Moreover, a few words which ho had uttered kept recurring to her mind, bringing each time a tide of warm color to her cheeks. Whether sho can ro spond to his attachment or not, u girl's heart is apt to bo tender toward her her first lover; and to Mopsy in her lonely orphanhood there was something inexpressibly sweet in tho thought of being beloved. Her sleep that night was broken and unrefroshing. Wild dreams attended her slumbers, in which both Count Grimaldi and Robert Ware figured in tho most roniarkablo manner. Once on awaking sho fancied sho heard footsteps ami strange noises in the rooms below. Rut curious noises wore not unfrequently hoard in that ruinous old dwelling, and tho wind which wus whistling round tho house and liercely rattling windows and doors, might well be accountable. So Mopsy easily persuaded herself that it was laney, and fell again into uneasy sleep. When next sho awoke it was considerably past hor usu il hour, and remembering that hor uncle Jonathan had frequently lectured her on tho vir tue of early rising, Mopsy sprang hasti ly fronibod. As sho made hor toilet, she was conscious of unusual bustle and confusion bolow. She could hear hor uncles' voices raised high above their ordinary pitch, speaking in great ex citement, whilst Mrs. Rasper s shrill voice chimed in at intervals. Wonder ing what could have occurred to disturb the serenity of tho household, Mopsy quickened her movements, and was soon down stairs. Tho door of the buck purlor stood open, nnd inside tho room sho saw hor uncles and Mrs. Itaspcr all throe looking greatly ngi tnted. Mopsy caught the words, "Rob bers," "House-breakers," "Police." "What is tho matter?" sho cried, as she entered. "Havo robbers broken into the house?" "Ay, or at least ono robber has," ex claimed her Uncle Jonathan, pointing to an opening in tho wall from wnicn tho panel hud been pushed buck. "See! tho lock of that safo lias been picked, and tho cash-box carried away." "Containing no less than ono hundred nnd twenty-live pounds," groaned hor Undo Barnabas, whose distress it wus piteous to behold. "Such a loss such it terrible loss! And tho numbers of tho notes not taken!" "Depend upon it, Barnabas, thero is more in this than moots tho eye," re marked Jonathan, with bitter emphasis. "It is very roniarkablo, to say tho loust of it, that the cush-box should bo taken away just on the very night when it happened to contain an unusually largo sum of money." "But who could havo known that tho money was there; nnd what thiof could havo discovered our hiifo?" moaned Barnabas. "Ah. that is the question." returned Mr. Jonathan, eyeing Margery suspic iously. "1 feel sure' that it was no or dinary thief who did this thing; or if so, ho must havo received information from somo ono acquainted with our concerns." "I liopo you don't mean me," put in Mrs. Rasper, hotly. "I'm sure I could not inform tho thief, for never know' d of no safes there." "Silence, woman! you nood not at tompt to dear yourself before you aro accused," interposed Jonathan, sharply. "Perhaps the young lady can tell you something about it," suggested Mrs. Rasper, hor voice growing sharper with spito. "1 know us how she wus a-talk-ing to a strange man in this very room yesterday morning." Mopsy's face had grown deadly pale, and her limbs trembled beneath her as sho listened to thoir words. With her first knowledge of the crime there had flashed on hor mind tho terrible possi bility that tho Count wsis the criminal. She remembered tho minuteness with which ho had inspected the safe, and how on returning to the room alter her brief absence sho hud hoard a sound which hud led hor for a moment to be lieve that ho hail boon examining tho safo in hor absence. But swiftly us tho thought cumo did sho drive it back. No; it was impossible; it was monstrous to think of such a thing. The Count a nouseorouuori it was a mere coinci dence that the robbery should havo happened on tho night following Ids visit. Sho was indignant at Mrs. Rasper's insinuation. "How dare you say such a thing?" sho cried, turning angrily upon lho woman; "that 'strange man as you call him, is a gentleman and a Count. Ho was my father's friond, and ho is my friend. It is impossible that lie could havo had anything to do with tho robbery." But of this Mopsy's uncles woro naturally less conlidont, and the reluct ant answers the poor girl gave to thoir questions only strengthened thoir sus picions, till at length they forced hor to confess how she had first learned of tho existence of tho safe, nnd how in a cureless moment she hud thoughtlessly shown it to hor friend. Tho wrath of tho brothers Cheadlo wood was fearful to wilucsj; and tho ep ithets thoy hurled at thoir luckless niece woro harsh as they were unjust. 'She was a moan, nrtful girl; sho was a spy; she was little bettor than a thief herself, lor sho had harbored and belriended a thief. Thoy rued the day sho had en tered Ihoirhouso. Jonathan Cheadlowood was, howev er, in his heart, apart from tho lucre loss of tho money, not altogether dis pleased with what had transpired; for ho had not forgotten the chance words that had fallen from his brother at lirst when their niece had come, as to mak ing her their heir; and he was satisfied from what ho saw and heard in connec tion with this misfortune that no such folly was now possible on tho purl of his brother. Mopsy bore the situation with over whelming anguish. Over and above her distress at being thus blamed was tho painful dread lest her uncles' words should prove true, and tho Count bo indeed tho man thoy represented him to bo. Robert Ware on reaching tho olllco was horror-struck upon learning what hud happened. Ho folt much sorrow and pity for Mopsy; but when she ap pealed to him to declare that it was impossible that the Count could havo taken tho money, ho shook his head, and could say nothing. Ho hud not Mopsy's unbounded faith in distin guished foreigners, and it seoniod to ! him that appearances woro much- against her noble acquaintance. Tho manner in which the robbery had been olloctod showed that it was tho work of some ono well acquainted with tho interior of tho house. The robber had entered by tho office-window, having cut his way through tho shutter and forced open the window. From tho olllco ho had passed into the back room, and there in the most expert milliner had forced back tho lock ot the safo; and, having abstracted tho cash box, had made good his escape. Bringing his cool common-sense to bear on tho matter, Robert Ware wus of the opinion that the Cheudlewoods wore right in judging the Count to bo tho offender. His heurt uched for Mop sy. It wus u day of trial to her. Jona than Cheadlowood lost no time in put ting the all air into tho hands of the police, and ere long these functionaries arrived on the scene, and she was ob liged to reply to thoir searching ques tions. All the evidence appeared to lead to one miserable conclusion. But it remained for Mopsy herself to dis cover conclusive proof of her friend's guilt. That afternoon, while gazing from the window through which tho thief had passed, hor foot trod on some thing hard; and, J stooping to discover what it was, sho lifted u clasp-knife, which she recognized tit a glance us tho Count's, and which that adroit indi vidual had evidently dropped in his hurried exit. Margery could not bo mistaken: she had often seen it in his hand, and once on their voyage homo ho had amused hor by a sight ot lho va rious little tools which woro comprised in this article. It was furnished witli a cork-screw, a gimlet, and a screw driver; and now as she picked it up, tho screw-driver was drawn out, ns if it hud been lntoly used. It wus u painful discovery for poor Margery. Sho could now no longer doubt that tho Count was guilty. And this was the man whom sho hud regard ed as hor best friend! Alas for tho trust of hor heart! sho hud boon grievously deceived. Mopsy hid tho knito in hor pocket, thankful that sho, nnd no ono else, hud discovered it. Mean while, hor uncles treated her with great severity, and but for Robort's constant kindness she would havo been miserable beyond endurance. Hor face grow pale and thin, and her once lus trous eyes woro the sad, patient ex pression of hopeless misery. TO UK CONTINUKP. Hero is something now, nnd whether it exists in tnot or not, it forci bly exhibits what most people cull tho "instinct " of bees. In a hot dry val ley in Now South Wales, tho bees suf fered lust year from a long-continued drought. I'his year, says u contem porary of that colony, tho wonderful little fellows havo made provision against another liko trouble, by filling a largo number of external colls in each hive with pure water instead of honey. PERSONAL AND LITIUtAKY. Rosa Bonhour, tho arti3t, is in very poor health and Is recruiting at Nice. It is proposed in Loudon to erect a statue of Carlylo on tho Thames em bankment opposite Chovno row, and to place a bust of him in Westniinstor Ab bey. Tho United States Census of 1880 is expected to bo tho most complete and excellent in existence and its digest, by Professor F. A. Walker, is ti waited with groat interest. A glass dress is being made for Funny Duvouport in Pittsburgh. It will have a long train of woven glass and bo elaborately trimmed with glass laeo. To make tho toxturo lho glass is lirst spun into lino threads and thon woven. Tho now public building now going up on the Govornmont Square at Dou vor, Col., is to bo ono of the llnost structures in tho West. Ono wing is designated for tlio High School, tho other for a free public library. Thero will also bo a locturo hall with a seating capacity of 1,000. There has boon somo surpriso that nothing was loft in hor will by Goorgo Eliot to hor husband, Mr. Cross, but that all tho money wont to tho family of her lirst husband. This was. howovor, an arrangement entered into previous to her second tnurriago, by lho ox press dosiroof Mr. Cross, who is himsolf very well oil". Mrs. Oliver Wendell Ilolmos, Jr., is known in Boston as a worker of wonderful embroidery. Sho lias just sold a bit of hor own design for 500. It represents tho lowersush of a window, through which tho starlit Charles Rivor is soon. Tho surfaeo is dark blue satin, in throe frames of obony, to represent tho window frame. humVroijs. Bosom companions Studs. A llery stood Tho horse radish. "Tho poor yo havo with you al ways," but tho rich go away in sunnnor time. " Somo pooplo may think that tho job of sitting on tho safety-valve is a pleasant one, but I can assure thorn it is not." Alexander III." Chicago Tribune. Country grocorymon havo had to furnish an extra supply of sitting ac commodations around tho stove the past winter. Syracuse Herald. Tho editor wroto tho headline: "A Ilorriblo Blunder," to go over a railroad accident, but, though it was tho printer's hunt that it got put over tho account ot a wedding, the editor was tho man thrashed. Uo&ton 1'osl. Thero was a danco at tho North End tho other evening, and tho only musician present was a fuddled liddlor, whom a witty participant in tho exor cises of the floor charaetorizod as u full orchestra. Iloston I'ost. "Deacon," said tho widow, as sho gently stroked in a feline manner the maltose tabby that evidently lay in hor hip for that purpose, " don't you long for spring, with its balmy breuth, its warm sunshino and its goiitlo showers, which awakens nature, and puts lifo into everything that has laid cold and dead during tho long winter, and brings everything up out of the cold, cold ground into light and li o?" " Well, hardly, widow, rospondod the old dea con, "you know I buried my second wife last fall." Itochcstcr Herald. Jaunty Ovcrsklrts, While many of thocostumosaromado in two pieces, skirt and corsage, there aro others with most graceful or jaunty overskirts. Tho appearance of height can bo given to petite figures by having the fullness or drapery below tho hips. An Exceedingly pretty ovorskirt, to wear with an underskirt of plush or velvet, consists of live points of bro cado arranged from tho waist-lino, ono overlapping the other, ouch being slighly gathered half way up and fin ished at the end with a jeweled tassel. Another concoit shows open front, embroidered side aprons, with largo loMps on ono outside fmished with fringe, while on tho other sido uro por peuuicular plaitings ending in a friiigc edged tassel; tho buck is full and slight ly draped. Quito us ologitnt is an ovor skirt with two deep sido points of rich brocade, with a still longer point in the back. Over this skirt, in front, falls a round pointed apron of soft, clinging material, which is draped over tho sides nnd is looped full in the back. A decided novelty bus full drapory in the buck finished with fringe or tiny knife-plaitings, while in front, about an eighth of a yard bolow tho waist-lino, tho garment is shirred and closed; bo low this tho skirt front opens, tho half being draped over either side, with tho ends caught to tho buck with bows after the manner of window curtains. An elfeotlvo ovorskirt has tho front slightly full in tho center of tho right sido, while tho left is plain, tho lower edge being upturned to form a pointed rovers, of either plain or broondod vol vet. Tho sides uro out in soparuto pieces and frilled in, tho lower portions edged with brocade; the back is cut long and draped in tho center in points, leaving, howovor, a deep point finished, with broeudo at tlio bottom. Largo and small bows, cords and tassels, laces, fringes and beaded trim mings enter largoly into tho combina tions of costumes this spring, and never boforo havo garments neon more enro lessly graceful. Tho sleeves aro losing their still' outlines and uro growing more expansive at top and above wrist, ami it is with a sense of roliof that ono can feel that tho consumption con traction of bust nnd shoulders, Inst year's erazo, is entirely obsolete nnd free circulation of tho blood and per fect euso of movement is demanded of her votaries by Queen Fashion. Vu7 delphia Times.