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ihbnuiku Mdvcriticr. Y& Q 0. W. FAIRDROTHER&00., ProprUtori. AUBURN, "1 NEBRASKA. OUT OF C'lco tho s hotter, Mnry, ilarllnir; Close ttic sluts, tuid leiivo no ornok Put our pc .'ported starling Iti tin1 second story back. I'ull tho blinds ut every eicoinctit 1) vn unto the window-sill; Tnko the poodle to tho bnsi'inent, Tiiku htm theio ami keep hlin Htlll. Su lithe In dull brown-linen covers All the puilor-ftiritituio; Till tho ook to xee hor Iovom At tli door With uir secure. bet im then our moiils dliirmil In the buck loom gently down l'ut It in i he I'dnliinn Jiniinal 'I hut "Tiio SinltlM mo out of town." ftich. CUIUS. "Chris!" came floating faintly up tho nioad stair-ease. 'What is it. Vnlorlo?" Anil Chris stepped to Iho door. "Run down to Parian's, and .ot some more ol that laco nulling, please." When Valorio Richards tacked her "please" on last, sho always meant to have her own way. So Chris took down her linen ulster, and donned her pretty shade hat, with something of a sigh. With tho mercury up to well, Jack said 'twas up farther than ho could i count tho prospect of a two miles' walk over a hot, dusty country road doesn't seem particularly inviting. " You must hurry, Chris," as sho passed the sewing-room, "for, when Guy gets back with Keith Falconor, 1 Bhall want you to help me dioss." So obliging; little Chris hurried. Half way to ihe villngo sho espied a phtctou which she instinctively knew contained her cousin Guy and his chum, Keith Falconer. For tho good opinion of this latter gentleman, whom sho had met a low times before, sho had already con ceived quite a respect And as our little Chris had tho good sense to lealie that the aforesaid good opin ion of moit gentlemen isn't usually heightened by tho appearanco of dusty, red-laced heioines, sho tilted her hat down over her face at tho lowest angle, and. lowering her sun-umbrolla peril ously near her nose, tried to skulk by without be.ng recognized. 01 near-sighted, absent-minded Cous in Guy sho had no fear, but with Mr. Falconer it might bo diilcrent Any way she got by, and hurried along to Parian's, the great commercial empori um of tho little village. Coming back, with head aching, blood boiling, and eyes beforo which Tiitle black specks seemed continually dancing, Chris conceived tho brilliant idejv ol slipping in the back door, and up stairs, thus avoiding observation. Which idea sho immediately put into execution. Now it so happened that Keith Fal coner, catching sight of tho little dusty figure slowly entering tho sido gate, be came suddenly convinced of tho neces sity of sohing in his own mind its identity with that of a certain other littlo dusty figure which had crossed his lino of vision something mora than an hour since. Making his excuses to tho ladies, ho stepped la.ily out through tho long French window to tho piazza. Once out of sight ho quickened his paco till ho readied tho back door, which stood invitingly open. A grape-vine grew con icniently near, and, inwardly blessing the hand that planted it, Mr. Falconer ensconced himself comfoitably in its shade. Chris, coming slowly up through tho shrubberies, had not soon this littlo stiatcgotic by-ploy. But raising her eyes sho becamo attracted by a much more vigorous and expressive panto mime Valorio at ono ol the open win dows waving her hand furiously, beck oning her to hurry. Obeying this mandate, Chris started toiun; a projecting root caught tho too of her boot, and she fell heavily to tho earth. In an instant Keith Falconor was by her sido; in another, had raised her slight form, and, supporting hor with his stiong arm, inquired anxiously if she was hurt. "Nothat is Oh, I don't know!" was hor frightened and bewildered ro- piy. Then, of a sudden, sho burst into tears, and darted into the house. Perhaps if Miss Valorio Richards had been awaro that tho sowing-room win dow was directly above tho nforc-inon-tioned grape-vino, behind which Mr. Falconer had again seated himself, with o somewhat disturbed countenance, tho f rooting sho gavo Chris might have eon a tritlo less shrill; her Koy-noto pitched a trillo lower. As it was, tho young man's reflec tions, pleasant or otherwise, wcro some what abruptly cheeked by: " Where under tho sun havo you been all this timo? Hero Watkins has been waiting a wholo half-hour for that laco, and wo bogan to think vou woro waiting for Parian to send to Now York for it! Hurry now and help her get it on, for you'll hao to do my hair in an hour. Do for goodness' sake got rid of thoso red oyes, for vou'vo got to play Una ovoning, if " b l J Then Mr. Falconer, with a curious lit is smilo on his face, loft his rotreat, and retraced his steps to tho piazza. Chris, coming out of tho sowing-room, inot Jack In tho upper hall. Jack, bo it known, was tho only real, " trne-bluo " friend that Chris had in tho wholo Rich ards family. Undo Richards was too much immersed in business: Auut Rich- ards too much engrossed in (jotting- a rich husband for lior daughter; and tho aforesaid ilmirhtcr Valerie -too much taken up with the samo idea. Absent-minded, book-loving- Cousin Guv knew there was a " Chris," for ho had occasionally noticed that industri ous young person dusting his books, and ho had a vaguo idea that she always put his dressing-gown and slippers in tho right place. If questioned about her, however, I doubt if ho could havo told whether she were eight or eighteen. So in all "tho wide, wido world "Chris reckoned only Jack as her ono friend and admirer. " What is it, Chris? Has Vtil been nagging again P" as ho noticed her red eyes, Hushed cheeks ami weary step. "Oh, no, Jack," hastily, "it isn't anything." "Well, but it's somethino;! You wouldn't look all fagged out for noth- ing," ho porsisted. "lonly sotii little tired walking, she answered, evasively. "Needn't tell mo that!" and ho snapped his lingers derisively. " Or, if you did, Vol had a linger in tho pie some how. I'd like to see a pie sho didn't havo a linger in," ho mutters. "Come, Chrissie, toll a fellow all about it," ho added, suddenly changing his lone. And Chrissio docs "tell a follow all about it." Sympathetic Jack listens, part of tho timo giving an imaginary Valerie a piece of his mind, and then, in imagina tion, shaking hands admiringly with Keith Falconer. Chris remembers horsolf with a start. " 0 Jack, I must help Watkins now," and leaves him. "Yes," lie mutters, wrathfully, "walk two miles in tho blazing sun, help Wat kins till tea-time, then rig out Vol, and afterward ploy quadrilles for tho rest to dance two or tin co Hours: i don t seo what in thundor'makos girls so hateful to each other." Jack had no idea of being piofano, but ho was of tho opinion that it took strong words to express strong indigna tion. That evening Miss Valeiio Richards found Keith Falconer rather more in dill'erent to her charms than was alto gether pleasing to that young lady. To all her witty remarks he seemed insensi ble, and was once rude enough to inter rupt a brilliant sally with: "A' n't wo to havo the pleasure of see ing your cousin this evening?" "My cousin?" sho asked, arching her jetty brows in well-simulated surpriso. "I beg your pardon," ' ho answered, "I had relercnco to Miss Eustace." "O, you mean Chris! Why, I no mora think of calling her cousin than I would Watkins, my maid. Her father was only papa's half-brother tiny way, and wo'ro only keeping her till sho can got a better chance." "Indeed!" And tho gentleman nodded rather too sillily to 1)0 entirely gallant, it must bo confessed. A slight movement behind caused both to turn. Chris, with a iiorco little Hush on cither cheek, stood waiting for thorn to stand "asido that sho inight pass. " Oh, is it you?" Miss Valerie didn't euro to conceal a certain scorulul emphasis. " l'ardou inn!" exclaimed Falconor, much disturbed, for ho know sho must have heard that unkind remark a mo ment before. But ho managed to possess himself of tho roll of musio, and, notwithstanding Miss Valerie's ill-concealed disgust at this proceeding, accompanied poor littlo Chris to tho piano. There, although lib" exerted himself to tho utmost to bo agreeable and no ono could bo more so when ho choose ho could not altogether banish tho cloud from tho pretty faeo, or tho pained look Irom tho louder brown eyes. Moro than onco ho looked up to soo sudden tears kept back by a great ef fort, and perhaps this lact, together with a strong personal interest, made him more devoted and tenderly solicitous for tho weltare of his littlo protvgu. than suited tho lair Valerie. Bo that as it may, sho faiily ground her teeth in rage, as Keith Falconer stood turning Chris' music, and once, when ho capped tho climax by bringing her an ice, ,)ack, who was peeping in tho window, was afterward heard to de clare: "Val was so tcarin' mad, sho shook hor list at the wholo caboodle of 'em!" "Caboodle" was a word all Jack's own, coined for tho occasion. After that quadrille ho took her out to walk on the piazza in tho delicious moonlight, and made himself so pleas ing, talking with her so kindly and gently, and insisting upon arranging tho fleecy Shetland shawl about her shoulders to suit himself, that poor, foolish Chris half wished that this moonlight walk might last forever, and tho morrow of which sho had such pain ful forebodings never come. The next morning Chris did not ap pear, and Aunt Richards commented sovorely, in a general sort of way, about pooplo who would go wandering about moonlight evenings. "If ono was so imprudent, ono must expect to bo sick," and so forth. Valorio said very littlo. but that littlo was so decidedly tinged with acidity no ono wanted more. Keith Falconor folt uncomfortably culprit-like, just as they intended ho should; but, contrary to their expecta tions, ho understood precisely with whom ho had to deal. Besidos, ho had a certain little scheme in his own mind, which he meant, in a quietly determined way peculiar to himself, to carry out. Therefore his manner was urbanity it self, and ho seemed so delightfully easy and indilfercnt no ono would imagine that ho ever took moonlight walks or know of any ouo who did. Meantlmo, whilo ono of tho offenders was pouring oil upon tho troubled wa ters below, tho other, in a littlo cham ber up three lllghts, was industriously fashioning palo-bluo satin bows for o white muslin dress of Valerie's. Nothing had been said to her about last night's escapade, and Chris folt al most blissfully happy, ovon though sho had been working since daylight, and tho memory of the unkind words of tho evening beforo would sometimes thrust itself upon hor. Valerie hadcomoin early, and ordered the dress linfshod for tho lawn patty that afternoon. And Chris, singing littlo snatches of song, worked away for dear life, never wondering in tho least when Valeric informed her briskly that probably sho wouldn't havo timo to finish tho dross otherwise, and sho needn't como down to breokfast. Wat kins brought it up to her pooh; and to ward noon Jack appeared w ith a mys terious white-tissue-paper parcel. "How's this?" ho remaiked, trying to appear careless and indifferent, and making a sublime failure, throwing tho parcel mto a chair. A beautiful pale-pink sash, which Chris had long coveted at Parian's, greeted her delighted vision. " O Jack I dear Jack, is it for mo P " sho askoil, hugging him rapturously. "Of course it's lor you ; how'd 1 look with it r.n?" receiving her caresses witli good-natured patience. "Now try it on, and seo how it looks." So it was tried on, and tied, and looped, and bowed in ovcry oonooivn blo shape, admired by Chris and oriti eisod by Jack, who wound up with : "I'll bet two cents you'll look better' n tho wholo kit of 'em this aftoinoon!" Soqn after, ho took his departure, and met Valerie on tho stairs just going up to Chris's room. Whether a good or ovil genius took possession of tho boy at this moment Mis impossible to relate, but ho tiptoed softly back to tho door, and applying his ear to tho key-hole, listened dil igently. An hour afterward, Keith Falconer, returning from a gloomy and unsuc cessful lishing expedition Guy was busy on some critical review or other, and couldn't accompany him saw tho lad seated at tho foot of tho long avenue of oaks near tho road. A fierce frown disfigured the usually frank, boyish face, and his lips were compressed in a manner not altogether in keeping with his youth. "Mr. lalconor, I should liko to speak with you," ho began, abruptly. " Very well, my boy, what is it?" Koitli asked, encouragingly. "It's about Val and" after a mo ment's pause, "and Chris." " Ah!" Keith's faco suddenly glowed with in terest. "I suppose it scorns sort of mean to you for a fellow to bo down on his own sister and 1 hate being a tell-tale, too but when a girl tells such llos as Val told Chris tins morning, about things you said at breakfast, which I know you never said; and twits her about trying to attract a gentleman's attention, who doesn't care a straw for her, and who's just tho samo as engaged to somebody olso; and orders hor not to stir out of hor room until after this gontlemon has gone; and stamps all over hor now sash which somebody has just given her" Here, Jack's lip quivers, ondho pausos a moment. " Did your sister say all this lo Miss Chrislabcl?" Falconer asks, gravely. " Yes, she did." answered. Jack, reck lessly, "tor I listened! I know that's mean, too, but I don't care. And sho made ma believe Chris was sick with a cold and couldn't come down, when all the timo sho was wot king on an old white gown of Vol's, and now she's cry ing. And Jack breaks down again. For o few moments Mr. Falconor looks deeply thoughtful, then takes a sudden resolution, and makes a con fidant of Jack. Tho lawn party passes oil' pleasantly, and Valorio nionouncos it a success. From some distant shrubbery, Jack alternately glares at her, smiles on Keith Falconer, and then executes a war-danco lor his own private delecta tion. Of course Miss Valerio knows nothing of all this, and Mr. Falconor is so amia bly polite, and seems so sublimely indilloront to the fact of Chris's absence, that this ambitious maiden confessed to horsolf that night, in tho solitudo of her own chamber, that she must havo been 0 littlo precipitate in supposing ho would caio for a littlo chit hko Chris. "But after all 'twas just as well to bo on tho safe sido ; men do tako queer fancies sometimes ! Of courso any such affair is safely nipped in tho bud now I " And this self-satisfied "nippor" crept smilingly to bod, whero sho slopt the sleep of tho just all night. Tho next morning after all tho family except Chris and Uncle Richards had assembled in tho bioakfast-rooni, Fal coner lot ily tho bomb-shell straight into tho enemy's camp ! "Jack, will you bo kind enough to osk Miss Christobel to stop into tho bicakfast-room for a few moments P I shall bo obliged to return to the city to day, on tho next train, if possible, and 1 sliould liko to speak with her boforo I go." In tho consternation and surpriso elicited by tho information that ho wos to leave so soon, the oddity of his re quest passed unnoticed. All were clam orous for him to remain, but, during Jack's absence, ho contrived to impress upon them tho fact that urgont business, whoso uatuio ho could moro fully ex plain in a short time, icquired his im mediate presence. The numerous regrets were interrupt ed by the entrance of Chris, whoso polo faco, dull, drooping eyes, and woary, listless step, formed a strong contrast to Jack, coming in behind hor with an ex uberant appearanco suggestive of walk ing on air. Mr. Falconer turnod to hor instant ly, leaving Valorio in tho midst of a very pretty, pleading request that ho remain. "Miss Christobel, pardon me if what I havo to say seems abrupt or prema tura to you, but, indeed, I feel that I may havo already waited too long! I believe tho strongest feeling of my life to bo my love for you, and I cannot leave without asking vou to accompany me as my wife. Wilt you go?" The brown oyes, (trooping boforo, were wide-open enough now, at this strange wooing, with a pleading, holf bejvildercd look, scanning tho laces of the littlo group assembled in tho room. Aunt Richards and Cousin Guy ex pressed genuine surprise; Jack, beam ing with delight, wos clapping his hands softly; and Valerio one glance at her holf-averted faeo, and tho contemptu ous, scornful curve of her Up, was stilll elent. Willi a sudden graceful accession of dignity, Chris hold out ono mito of a handT "1 will go," she said, quietly. V God bless you, my darling!" And Keith lalconor drew tho tremb ling littlo figure close to his own broad breast, aim gently stroked tho rough curls. In his great happiness not much room was left lor unkind thoughts or harsh words, but ho couldn't resist tho temp tation of a patting shot. 'Your uncle gavo his consent tills morning, and tliptigh, in Miss Valerio's estimation, this may not prove a better chance, God willing, you shall never re gret tho change." lialloiCs Magazine. Painting Houses. In going through tho country, thooyo is wearied by tho steady succession of white houses, usually with green hlimlsj and red chimneys. 'Why wo seo so few houses of other colors, I am uuablo to say. Perhaps white is adhered to from forco of habit. A house so dazzling in its whiteness that it could bo seen from anywliero within a goodly circle of miles, liko a white spot in a green map, was our fathers' highest idea of bounty. Wo became used to seeing what thoy thought was paiticularlyfine, and whou wo eamo to build houses of our own, we quite naturally did as our fathers did The consequence is that white houses glare at us everywhere wo go. If thoy ate toned down with trees and vines, tho oflect is not so bad, but I can con coive of no moro self-assertinir and dis agreeable feature in a landscape than a great white liou.se, standing in an open yard, unless it is o red ono. In summer tho contrast between a white liouso and tho landscapo is too strong. In winter there is nono. Beforo painting a hnuso, wo should study tlio landscapo about it, and do cido on a color that will bo in harmony with it. Wo do not want a green house. I do not mean that when I say we should select a color in harmony, hut I mean a color that is in contrast with the prevailing tints of tho landscape, and docs not conflict with them. 'I hero is no reason why two hainiouiing colors should not bo in complete contrast with eaeh other. A gieat many pooplo get the idea that harmony of color means similarity, and that contrast means con flict. This is not tho case. Drab and bluo contrast strongly with each othor, but theio is complete harmony between them. For country houses I would ndviso for open, exposed places, a pale gray, oi drab. Thoio aie complaints made fre quently that dial) looks cold. It con not look colder than white does, and theio is no reason why it should look cold at all, if proper caio is taken tc havo tho trimmings of the liouso ol some warm, cheerful color. 1 know a drab house with deep, warm-toned brown cornice and blinds, with plentj of vines clambering up it to break tho monotony of the surlace between the windows, and it is ono of tho warmost looking houses I know of. In tho Hum mer it is refieshing to look at it. It does not pain tho eyes with its glare. It does not assert itself tho moment you roach the top of tho hill and como within sight ol it. A white liouso would draw your attention at onco; and no matter how you might try to look at something else, tho white blotch on tho landscape would leave its impression in your eve, and you could not help seeing it. This gray house seems part of tho landscapo. Its colors blend well with tho green above it. There oro no largo trees around it, but thoro aro vines, and the general effect in summer is cool and subdued, and in wintor it givos o sense of warmth and comfort. Why it gives a sensation of warmth at ono season and of coolness at another, is oxplainod by the fact that summer is o season of high, bright colors, and tho drab is in n lower tono of color than those prevail ing in the landscape. Winter is o sea sou of but little color, and then drab, in contrast with tho snow-covered earth, becomes cheerful, and tho dcop-toned trimmings, which should bo soon on every liouso painted in drabs or grays, givo a sense of warmth which they would not havo in summer when all about it is in high, decided tones. I am glad that wo soo fewer new houses painted whito now than for merly. Tho tasto of tho pooplo is being educated to a moro correct knowlcdgo of what is fitting and appropriate In timo to como wo shall seo few whito houses, and no bright red barns to givo us a sense of intense hoot and conse quent bodily discomfort on a summer day, when wo aro trying to koop cool. K. E. JlcxJ'ord, tn American Agri culturist. i A young woman of Mansfiold, Mo., wears her hair seven feet long. KKI.IMOUS AND r.MJCATIONAL. Tho Kaiser-Willielm, tho youngost of Gcrmnu universities, has 101 prolos sors, 826 students, and a library of 625, 000 volumes. Miss Louisa Howard, of Burlington, Vt,. lias given $5,000 to the University of Vermont, for the establishment of live scholarships, to lie known by hor nanio. N. Y. I'ost. Tho woman's sulfrago organ in Portland, Ore., gives much credit (o tho irirls in tho pubfio schools of that city for their success in winning all of tho four medals offered by Mayor Thomp son to tho host readers. A religious paper in tho for West says that since tho revised version of tho New Testament has taken " hell" out of several passages, and " fool" out of several others, many people aro taking moro comfort in reading tho Scriptures thou thoy ever did before. , Tho Now Yoik Times, in o Bixtoon column article showing the progress of reliirious denominations in tfiatcltv bo. tweon 1816 and 18S2, shows that while the population has inci eased 225 per cent., tho totol Protestant church mem bership increased but 7(5 per cent., while tho Catholic Church membership increased 1)00 per cent., or from 60,000 to 600,000. Tho Board of Foreign Missions of tho Presbyterian Church hovo appro priated for the year 1882, and to May L of 18811, the sum of !?G 10,000. Since tho j ear 18HIJ tho Board lias received in gifts and legacies 10, I'Jd.MO, and tho en tire sum hits been used in missionary work. Thirty new missionaries oro being sent out by the Board this year. Christian I'liion. Tho Methodist ministers of Provi dence, 11. I., recently discussed the sub ject of ordaining women. Tho disci pline of the church requites ns qualifi cations for ordination "gifts, grace and usefulness," and it was urged that tho unwritten law required the candidate should be of the masculine gender. Dr. Talbot, the piesiding elder, said ho did not object so much to their pronehing, but there were other things involved which thoy could not do; and ono of those was to bapti.o by immersion. Siib'holicii Iinlead of Siberia. The Novoc I'ronia, which is usually well informed in administrative matters, states in a leading article that the Rus sian Government is actively engaged discussing a project for abolishing o.xilo to Siberia. This may seem an untrust worthy rumor lo persons unacquainted witli Hussion progress, nut it is, in ot fect, altogether in harmony with tho tendonoy both of tho Russian Govern ment and people to givo over treating Siberia as a huge Botany Bay, and mnko use of it as o colonial adjunct, liko Can ada or Australia. Of courso o place must still bojound for the 110,000 exiles who oro deported from European Rus sia every year, and hero tho iccent an nexation of Saghalion comes in handy to play in tho North Pacific the role that Now Caledonia plays in behalf of tho French "in tho South Pacilic Ocean. Should tho island become over-crowded, as it would very likely bo in courso of time, unless the stream of exiles di minished, a socond penal settlement could bo formed in the inhospitable wilds of Novoo Zcmlia, whero o Russian googiophor hos recently demonstrated tho winters to bo not so bad as usual ly represented. Whether this bo so or not, or whether Novoo Zomlin. will over succeed Saghalion, it seems to be tolerably ceilniu that beforo long the indiscriminate distribu tion of exiles over the longl hand breadth of Siberia will undergo a thoiough over hauling. At present, exiles oro shot over the Urals into Asia in o most pro miscuous manner, scarcely o third re maining in tho districts assigned to them, and a large proportion wandering about the country liko vagrants. In u word, in most essentials the deportation of non-political convicts is simply osort of enforced colonization, with o sufll ciout grout from the State to keep tho exiles from actual starvation. This in trusion of o needy criminal element has always been a grievance to the regular Siberians, and has been unanimously re garded by Russian statesmen as tho piincipal cause of tho stunted growtli of tho country during its BOO years' exist once under Russian rule. Now that iho European railway systoni penetrates bo vond tho Urals, and tho province o. Tobolsk has been placed on tho samo homo administrative footing as St. 1'otoisburg or Moscow, tho deportation of exiles, to Western Siberia at least, has become an anomaly; and of tho two they would bo kept in hand better in tho Island Soghalien than in the eastern sec tion of that great appanage of tho Rus sian Empire. London Globe. 4- Turks and High Schools. I wasted," said on old Turk, "ton years of my life in ono of tho high schools. In consequonco of this I know nothing. Hod I gone to tho schools of tho Softas I might havo becomo a great teacher. A high school teaches noth ing that pcoplo want to know. For instanco, thoy teach botany. Thoy spond weeks in explaining to a young man that a roso is o rose! hot earth ly uso is that to any ono? If o man knows a roso when ho sees it, ho knows it without having learned it in a book. If ho does not know that it is o roso, no book will over make him euro to know, what it is. High schools nevor did good to any body in this country." Tho Turk was portly right. As in every thing else, so in education, tho methods adopted by tho Turks oro moro apish imitations of what is found in Europe, and always remain unmeaning forms, of exorcise, u weariness to both teacher and scholar." Turkish Life in War. UimesuJ)wight.
