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..____r___ A tszxgggflpgusmi CH AFTER I. A cutting March wind, driving before it a small rain, which a little extra sha‘pness Would has converted into hail or sleet, swept Byeriey Sues-t pretty clear of p-ssea> gen, and furnished a good excuse, if one were . sought, for two men, who walked on the; more sheltered side of the road, seeking re- f fuge in the Byerley Arms, a tavern which f stood at an angle jist where the wind and. . rain were coldest. This was not a “ swell ” I hotel, or, indeed, a high clsss place at all. ~ Byerley Sweet was a low street, and “ the g Arms,"as it was usually called, was a low house; but a good fire was burning in its public room, and, save for one man, who sat moodily in a corner, with folded arms and half asleep, the friends had the place to themselves. They were friends, or had been so until lately, and partners in business; but divers matters had arisen, which need not! here be detailed, causing much irritation, with many unpleasant arguments between , Messrs Sparks and O;terson, the tWo persons v of whom we have been speaking, and some of this unp‘easantness was still fermenting in their minds. The hot gin and water, which should have . been cheering and soothiig, failed in its effect; and, indeed. after a second tumbler, also deficient in cheering and soothing qualities, were exchanged. It was student that business transactions, and. esp‘cully those of finance, were at the base of all this , dispute, which increased in accrbity, until Otterson exclaimed : ' uses to night. a not mind a call from me at any hour. " I won't have it,l ed the stranger, after a brief pause. “Your name, I learn. is Spsrle ; mine will be Frank Rodhury. Here are the ten pounds. Lite as i; is, I am ready to go on with the busi- I will see was: you have to quite sure my friend will Will ofi'er ;and.I am you go on 2" "You had better do it, Jack,” said Otter- son, interposiug. “I can see this young fel- low meaus what he says. I did not like his look at first ; but I do now. You can take him round to iho place, and I will go on to my new people. “’e shall part good friends, ' Jack, after all." ‘Pirnspi we shall," retorted Sp arle; but I did not care much how it is. I am glad we are going to part, as you have turned out nasty.â€"-Now, Mr Ridbury, if you are ready, I will take you round to our place.” The stranger rose. He was a tall, well enough built young fellow, and not bad- looking, while he wore his shabby coat with ' a different air from that of either of the bur- ly fellows in his company ; yet, for all that, there was asometning, a slovenly dissolute E something in his very look, his every move- ! ment, which told of a wasted if not a bad CJJ‘GBI'. | This his new partner had early noted; . . l ' .- .. . their conversation. which had been carried . but 13" °Wn expe‘lm'" had mm" him i“ ‘ l: ' l ,1 s l o . 22d"! fofizdegasoiff figmfksiuiiicgggg ; Without further delay, he set off with Mr. from fastidious in such matters, and so, ,Rodburyin the direction of his stable and gdepot; Otterson parting company, having, ,ss he declared with suffiiient emphasis, 5 something on hand which suitsd his book a great deal better. It was new dark, orso nearly dark that the Jack lâ€"and that is all aboutit. Pay me out, lfltreet lamps were lighted, and most of the and I’ll go. I will go cheap. As for all the stock, horse, van, and everything, I don’t want them. Give me a fifty pound note and you shall keep the lot. Only let us have a settlement soon." “ It is very well to talk like that, Stacvo,” returned the other; “and I don't say I will I not settle with you on your own terms; int what would you have said if I had chucked the afi‘iir up as suddenly as this, and left. you to find a partner where you could? ’ “I leave you with all the best of it. don't I E’ retortsd Ottersou. " What: is fifty pounds to the value of the things I am giv- ing up? You will find a partner soon enough; perhaps you have got one ready. I don't know a likelier man than Jack Sp win for such a dodge.” “ You know a good deal better than that, Stesve," said Sparle, who was the elder of the pair. “ You want to quarrel ; but we can part without that. I do not know where to find a man; I wish I did. Men who will stick to the business, and can put in some moneyâ€"although it is not much -â€":.re not to be met with every day. I would give something to hear of one.” “ Would you 2" exclaimed the third person present. The interruption startled both the others. who each uttered an angry Ij icnla. tiou ; Otterson following this with an oath. ” You had better mindyour own business, sir," said Sparle; “ and leave ours alone." “ I am attending to my own business, and I mean what I say,” continued the stranger. “ I have not listened purposely ; but it was impossible to avoid has. ing your arguments. I want something to do. Your trade, with its going about the country, will suit me"â€" " We should want some money first," in- terrupted Spai-le, eyeing the shabby slovenly figure of the speaker, a young man of some- what dissolute appearance, with no great . favour. “ I understand that well enough," returL- ed the other. “ I can find some. I em pay aneposit at this moment, and find the rest easily, if your terms are moderate. D) not be set against me on account of my looks. You may have known before to-day others who were under a cloud and glad to be out of the way ; that is my case." Eich of his hearers gave a sardonic laugh, and Ottoraon said : “ Most of our pals have been like that at some time or anciherâ€"it is a little in my way at present. But if you really mean business, we don't care about the ' cloud,‘ and now is your chance.” An animated conversation followed ; the first two men appearing in much bcitsr temper, preliminaries were tolerably well ad'usted at once. no business in “hick the partners had been engaged was merely the travelling in the Western provinces with a large van, fitted up for the sale of goods; attending fairs and races, and doing a little betting at some of the latter meetings, where they were known. ” Always on the square, you under~ stand," explained Mr. Sparle ; Mr Otterson emphasising ibis w.t'i an oath or two, as seemed his custom. If the young man was in carncstâ€"thus proceeded Mr. Sparleâ€"and liked to do business sharp, he could go and see the haves and van at once, and see people, too, who would satisfy him that all was correc: He could then pay his fifty pounds if he liked ; but he was not a-coniing in for any such money, although Sieeve Utter- gkon, who has a nasty temperâ€"I don't mind saying so afore himâ€"may pretend ho is willing to go out for that. Oily that a second party wu necessary, nobody should come in at all. As it was, the party would have to put down a second fifty, or perhaps a little more, according to valuation, for his share ; and even that would not include the betting, for which separate funds must beprovided. This is a brief summary of the lengthy explanation by his late part- uer. The stranger gave some proof of his j ship windows were lighted up also. In a f yard at the back of a shabby terrace near ‘ the watcr side, Frank debury was shown a l big strorg horse, a large wagon or caravan, l and a collection of goofs. ; “The things are worth more than you are going to pay," said Sparle; “and as a mat- ; ter of fact, I am giving you the lot. It is 2 only the good will and the training you are ; paying ionâ€"Now, come on ; you shall hear {something about me, and I will show you ; my receipts.” hie took his new friend to a ' gay bustling public house close by, where he seemed to be well known. Here the land- 5 lord testified to his respectability and to his | solvency, avowing that Jack Sparlc’s simple ,note of hand was good to him, the land- " gird, for fifty or a hundred pounds any ay. “Now, I have dealt straight with you," summed up Mr. Sparlc ; and I shall expect you to be as straight in return. Where is this friend of yours, and when can you have your money '3" Radbury intimated that he was ready to set about his arrangements at once, and said that he could make an appoint ment with Sparle for the next day, toast- tle, if that would do.â€"ch, that would do very woll.-â€"-“You will not object to a cheque, I suppose? ’ continued Rodbury. “ You can get it cashed, I daresay 2” “ Cashing a cheque would not trouble mo,” returned the other; “and I shall not give you anything for it, not even a sixpen- noth of coppsrs in change, till I know it is all right. S i, if it did not turn out all right, it would be a good deal worse for you than for me.” " I might; havs guessed what: your answer would be," said Ridbury with a smile. “ I will take my chance as to there being any thing wrong with what I shall pay you." ” Am I to go with you to your fritnl?" asked Sparle. “ I ought to know”â€" “ Well, you will not know 1" interrupted R-idbury. “ My money will be all the re- ference I shall give. I have trusted you with ten pounds readily enough ; so, good- night." With this abrupt farewell he left his com- panion, and went quickly off, glancing round once or twice. to make sure he was not fol- lowed. There wan no danger of this, how- evar; for, as he disappeared, Mr. Sparle muttered : “ This is a different beginning in a cheap-j \ck business from any as I ever saw before. I wonder what my new pal has been up to? But Jack Sparlo never was a spy, and never will be.” Rodbury hurried on his errand, which led him a long way and to a very diffs-rent part of London, until finally he stopped at a house in a large and respectable street in the West Ezd, a hour-e at which few persons of his aspect were likely to call. The servant who opened the door to Rod. bury demurred, naturally enough, at admit- ting such a person to his master’s presence ; but when the latter heard that a rough- looking man wished to deliver a message to Mr. Ashwell from a gentleman, the domes- tic was ordered to show him in. “ You say you have a message for me,” began the master of the house ; but check- ing himself, he told the footman not to wait; and the latter, who had hesitated at leaving such a character alone with his mas- ter, disappeared. “ Why, Cyrus l “’hat, in the name of all that is horrible, have you been doing with yourself Zâ€"and why do you cone here now in such a guise 2" exclaimed 3dr. Ashwell, with a total change of tone. “Sit down, and tell me all about it." " No, Herbert : I must not stay long to- night ; nor will I now tell you much of what [am doing," returned Ridbury. “What [ have done, you know ; and in what danger I em, you know too. I always calculated on your friendship 'â€" ‘l‘lYou may, to the last!" interrude Ash- we . "Yes; Ikncw it. Even as if you had business-like intentions by exhibiting a bcenas greatarogus and feel as I am, a acouple of five-pound notes. "These are. all I have," he said ; "and I know too well combination in your case happily iui sei- ble," continued his visitor, “ and Ipohad that no more can be get where they came 1 beenâ€"what you are, you might, I believe, from." His tone changed as he said this, perhaps involuntarily; but his hearers, who were among the most cunning of their class, each glanced sharply at him. and e‘mb felt added confidence, from that mom. out. that he did “mean business". The strap who will b 9 me at once. as far as your price goes ; and if I join, I will do my best or van in the work." “\\'hat is your name 1'" demanded Spsrle ' t went on: "I havca frisndl have relied on me. I need two hundred pounds, in two cheques. With this I see my way to hiding myself, and leading a coarse vulgar sort of life, but one without any particular harm in it. I can have it, I i hope 3" " Instantly; and I only wish I could find the means of helping you to some- thing better than you describe,” replied his friend. I should like to attach one condition to this help, to which you “I mean, what are we to call you? I on are heartily welcome. I would wish you to tell well enough that whatever you give us . will notbs rightabnt we shall not argusl about that. Names don't count for much with us. and all our agreements are by word l of month." i in spite of; A curious smile. apparently : press let me know, sometimes, where you are, or, at anyrate. how you are faring. I shall not H r you further ; I will leave all to your- re . “Thank you, Herbert," returned the other. "Perhaps I will do so. You will limsrlf, had moved the lips of the youngfsmlls if I tell you Iain going into b one man while Mr Sparle was sptnkiug. rather like your free and easy style." mum. "I l with this money {shudderâ€"I don't know which- if you could :and you woulds e or see my partner. That reminds me that I should like you to make the cheque payable to a number, and sign it with initials. The London and Westminster will cash it, if you advise them." ed slips were handed to Rodbury ; then, with a brief clasp of the hand, the strangely as~ sorted pair parted. nership between Jack Sparle, so well known, and, it must inlairness be added, so gener- Without another word, Mr Ashwell drew 8" the new partner never became so popular I fluenced and almost controlled his partner. This'was the commencement of the part- a chi‘que-book from a drawer near to his hand. and in a couple of minutes the requir- ally liked on the western road, and Frank debury. The latter soon proved to be of cat use in many ways, especially in bet- ting, at which he was quicker, cooler, and "broader" in his work than Jack Sparle. shrewd as the latter undoubtedly was. But as the old one ; he never possessed, and could never assume, a spice of the geniallty of Sparle. So Mr. Jack always maintained, of neces- sity, the lead in the business, and Rodbury had sense enough to see that this should be so ; yet, inspite of this, there was some- thing about the junior in the firm which in- Sparle felt that his colleague had not much in common with their usual associates, and he could not fail to notice that the waffle“ of these " fought shy " of Rodbury ; nor did the most swaggcring venture on any of the practical j ikos with him which were much in favor with the class. In consequence, perhaps, of this, Sparls unconsciously treated Rcdbury somewhat difi’erentl from the manner in which he had dealt wit Ottereon, and with others before the latter. He could hardly be said to like his new partner better than he had liked his old ones : in fact, it was with him a friquently recurring question, studied over his pipe and his glass, as to whether he really liked this queer chap at all. Nevertheless, as said, he could not hcl treating hi 2) in a different; style from his predecessors, and amongst other things, he took him to his house, not to his place of business, but to his own home, where were i found such family lies as he owned. These were two sistersâ€"a girl of nineteen, and one of two or three years younger. “I am five-and-thirty," said Sparle, in his introduction ; “ so they look up to me as a old man," he said, “ as a old man ;" but it is hardly necessary to reproduce all his oddities of speech, of which this is one of the most striking examples. “ There was ten of us," he went on ; " but: all the rest died ofi’ in two or three years; so did the mother. My governor died long before." Jack Sparle had been a fellow good enough to be the main support of his mother and sisters during the declining health of the former, and he was a fellow good enough still to say nothing about this to his new friend. R350 and Matty, the two young women, were unusually good-looking, in which par- ticular they resembled their brother J ack. Their attraction was rather of the show “barmaid” style, it was true; but. they were attractive, beyond doubt. At first, Rod- bury treated them with but slight attention, much of the trifling civility he did show being bestowed upon the younger. He was never rude or churlish ; in fact, to each of these girls he seemed a cavalier of hi h breeding, and perhaps his conduct piqued Rose. In any case, on his recurring visits he gradually grew more conversational with her, while she undoubtedly looked forward to his coming, and, as Matty noted, and in consequence indulged in a great deal of sis- torly satire, war alvmys at her smartest when he came, and never failed to exert herself to please and entertain him. During one of their visits to London, Sparle broke into a denunciation of the un- reasonableness of women, their absurd we s, and utter want of business like judgment. Rose furnished the occasion for this tirade, as it appeared that she had refused an offer of marriage from Bill Stakerly. “Bill Stak- erly, you know 1" be repeated, with em- phasis; “a. man as owns nine caravans, and could take a public for his wife, if she was so disposed any day of the week, and an week in the year, without putting his hand in any man's pockot but his own. "no" to Bill Sbskerly l” Spsrle was unfcigncdly exasperated, and held forth at great length on the enormity of his sister's conduct. The explosion pro- bably did him good, for he seemed able to trrau the matter more philosophically after- wards, and even to laugh at his own anger. But the incident made an impression on Rod- bury. He was more reserved than usual, and appeared to be meditating upon some problem of d filmity. Sparle had by this time grown accustomed to the occasional txhibifion of these moods in his partner, “ who had as much learning and conversation as a lawyer or a person, but was something so cranky and silent that you could never quite tell where to have him. But a sharper fellow in the business To say on would never wish to see "- ~thus ran Mr. Sparie's opinion. He was a little surprised, on returning home one evening, after a day spent in the purchase of goods and so forth, to find R )d- bury at his house before him. This was only remarkable from the latter having said nothing of such an intention. Mr. Sparle was still further surprised by his part..er rising, coming towards him as he entered the room, and then shaking him heartin by the hand. He opened his lips to ask the "You are," returned her brother; “and I try to be so over every one who comes near you. I shall not interfere very much, you i may lay long odds. Let us go round to the ‘Fox and Goose;‘ iwnphall be quiet there, and can say all we have to say in a few min. . utes." His partner complied so far as to 188-“: with him, but preferred to enter on such business as was in hand without going to the hostel indicated. Spsrle asked him several questions, of a character so searching as to do his shrewd- ness great credit, and was answered with more or less candour. “ Now, look here," continued Mr. Sparle at the close of his questioning, “your name is not Rodbury, is it 2 B3 straightforward and say ‘ yes ’ or ‘ no.’ ” “It is not," answered the other decisive- ly; “ but it is the only name by which I intend to call myself in future, and the only name by which you will know me." ” Whyâ€"butâ€"confound it i " exclaimed his companion, “ you are not going to marry Rose under a false name, are you I" “ You know, I am quite sure," returned Radbury coolly, “that such a marriage is perfectly legal if the wife did not know her husband had assumed a name. I do not fancy you will enlighten Ross ; so your his- will call herself and really be Mrs R)d bury." “ Well,” said Sparle after a long pause, " I suppose you are right. I shall not split on you. I should get no thanks if I did. However, I will just give you a hint. Rose is a trump, and I will go through fire and water, danger or death, for a man she likes ; and she likes you. But if you do not mean to not fair and square by her, my advice to you in to draw back while there is time ; for if you thoroughly offend her, on had better face all the enemies you have in the world, than stand your chance with her. She would never mind killing herself, or you, or half a-drz 5u like you, if she once fairly made up her mind, so do as you lease.” Rodbury’s answer to this was a laugh, a broad open laugh ; he said nothing, and there the conversation dropped, save that Mr. Sparle once muttered in an undertone: “ A pretty pair they will make.” No opposition, therefore, being forthcom- ing, the lovers were duly married, in a dis trict at the east of London ; in the parish of West Ham, indeed. N either of the ccntract~ ing parties lived there, so a little further misdescriptiou was necessary, but, as Mrs Rodbnry said, “L )1"! what does it signify 1" Indeed, to have hesitated then would have been, on the gentleman'sparh, in truth, strain- ing at a gust after swallowing a full-grown camel. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ASYLUM ABUSBS. A Patient Kickcil to Dcnth-Inipormn Testimony of an Amateur Madman. CHICAGO, MAY 12,â€"At the coroner’s in- quest to day into the cause of the~death of R ibert Burns, a patient in the insane asylum at Jefferson, Attendants Richardson, Crag- an, and Pecha, charged with beating him to death, were present. The dead man’s widow and her brother ttstified that: Burns was in good health when he was sent to the asy- lum. Chas. Beck, a reporter, who played the insanity dodge and was admitted to the asylum, detailed the repeated acts of hruta. lity which the accused inflicted upon Burns. He declared the patient was not unruly, but seemed to be dazed. Back testified that Burns was ordered to sit on a bench. He seemed not to understand, and did not do so, whereupon he was violently thrown down upon it. Rising in a dazed way, Richardson kicked him violently in the abdomer. Burns again arose, when Rich- ardson caught him by the collar and threw him to the floor, and so the brutality con- tinued, the accused kicking the helpless lunatic in the side and stomacl', striking and cutting and bruising his face with their fists. They undertook to dress his wounded leg, jerking him about roughly and causing him excruciating agony, miantime continuing their blows. Crogan picked up Burns' shoe and, taking it by the. too, beat the patient over the head with the heel, cutting great gashes and covering the victim with blood. By this time Burns was in a semi comatose condition. He was then jerked out of his seat, which was covered with blood that hadrun from his head. That night Burns was ordered to remove his clothes, but not complying, was slapped and cuffed. Finally the attendants stripped him and Richardson kicked him in the abdomen, knocking him across the seat. At another time witness heard blows in Burns’ cell and loud cries from Burns, lest- ing several minutes. Attendants Schubert, Crogan, and Richardson were there. Then a mop and s. pail of water were brought, and the door was closed and locked. The at- tendants concluded he was too inquisitive, and he was removed to another part of the building. The reporter came out of the asylum at the end of ten days, Burns was then reduced to a skeleton, and was a ssllow, hollow-eyed idiot. The reporter told how, when friends secured his release, Dr. Kir- nsn, superintendent of the asylum, shook his head ominously and advised against it. He declared the reporter was incurany in. sane. He knew this because he had watch- ed the case closely. Dr. Schubert, of the staff, concurred in this opinion. meaning of this ; but a rush of mingled A STRANGE FAME-3° feelin and recollectionsâ€"vague the mo- . . , meet fore, but crown suddenly to convic- A ("V “I” mflhgoglw Lamb” and tiouâ€"stayed him. a ’n ' Then. are he could recover himself, RKI- A very remarkable freak of nature exists bury exclaimed : ' Let us have no secrecy in such a matter, Sparle l Your sister has promised to marry me. and I give the notice at the registrar's to morrow.’ "Yes, it is true, Jsck,” said his sister in answer to his inquiring look. “ I know I ofi'endod you about Stakerly ; I hope I please you now 2' “Well, I wish you luck," said Sparlc at last. “I know you will take care to please yourself at any rate, whatever you choose to do. Well, I shall not attempt to interfere. I hope you will be happyâ€"that is all.â€"-I should like a little talk with you, however, Mr. dehury, and"â€" “ I expected you would say as much," lnterpoaed the other, who had smiled cyni- cally at the doubtful, lukewarm benediction pronounced by his future brotherin-lamâ€" " 80, Rose," he continued, " I must 0 and Jrfi’, lecturer on agri told many other gentlemen have been visitors. talk business with your brother, as you I should have to do." " I cannot see that it has anything with you, Jack," said the girl, whose height- ened colour gave evidence of a temper easi- ly mused. “ I am my own mistress.” l l on the farm of Mr. J.H.Carter, con. 8 lot 20, Township of Teoumseth, County of Lincoln, Bond Head P.0. On Sunday, April 14th, a cow belonging toMr. Carter gave birth to two lambs and a calf. He is a respectable farmer who would not under any circum- stance be uilty of an attempt to palm off a fraud on t s public. and the issue has been seen by scores of his neighbors. The ‘atten- dant circumstances were such as to leave no shadow of doubt on his mind as to correct- ness of the statement. The lambs are to all appear ince perfect, but larger than ordinary. he calf, a male, is also perfect. The ex. presslon in the face of the lambs has a pecul- iarity, while considerable hair is mixed among the wool, both in the fleece and on the legs. Mr. Cirier has alrtady refused an offer of $600 for the dam and family. Mr. El. culture for Ontario, and So far as known there is no parallel care to do on record. Nothing isdegraded which a high and graceful purpose ennobles. MAKING FRENCH WINES. Amusing story of the Alleged Facilitation of (‘lareis in France. The falsification of wines is once more be. coming a heroin: subj act in France, sags George R. Sims in the London Referee. h is notorious that millions of bottles of the vin rouge which is consumed at home and sent abroad are absolutely gulltless of one drop of the juice of the grape. Concerning this wholesale " falsification ” of Bordeaux wines I was told an amusing story this win- ter by a French entletnan who was my traveling oompa on from Marseilles to Paris. Here is the story : A farmer in Normandy, seeing a wine advertised by a firm in Bor- deaux, wrote for a couple of casks of it, and forwarded the money. A fortui ht after- ward it arrived at the station, an he sent his carter to brin it home. The carter bought two casks, ut, to the farmer's aston- ishment, only one cask was full ; the other was empty. An examination of the cask showed thatithadnot beentampsredwith,aud :here was no trace of leakage. Evidently an empty cask had been sent by mistake. The farmer at once wrote to the Bordeaux wine merchant to complain of the carelessness. In due course a reply was received, which was as follows : " Dear Sir : I am sorry for the mistake made by my man, but you can easily rectify it. If you will fillthe empty cask with water and leave it for a fortnight you will find the wine all right. The ingredients are at the bottom of the cask, but my man foolishly omitted to add the water. Waiting our further orders I am, sir, yours, etc.” My French friend assures me that this was a fact. The story became public through the Norman farmer demanding the return of his money, and, the wine merchant object:- ing, the case came before the law courts. After this, what price for “ viu ordinaire i" If that’s what they give political prisoners no wonder Bonlarger ran away. W Bird and Snake. The secretary-bird of South Africa feeds upon rats, mice, lizards and even insects, but it is especially fond of snakes. So val- uable are its services that the white settlers levy a heavy fine on any one who kills one of these birds. Its name, Secretary, was suggested by the fact that the large feathers projecting from the apex of its head su zgest a clerk or secretary, with several quill pens stuck behind his ears. I i1 is about four feet in height and its hawk- like bill is a formidable weapon, capable of splitting the head of a large snake as a sit gle blow. As snakes do not: willingly submit to the operation, long and exciting fights often take place before the bird cleaves its op- ponent’s head. Parker Gilmore saw one of these contests, and describes it in his “ Hunter’s Arcadia." While stalking springbok he discovered a secretary bird fighting with a snake seven or eight feet: long, called by the Boers “ring- kaal,” from the white ring or stripe round its neck. It is an active serpent. endowed with the power of spitting its venom six feet: or more. For several minutes the activity of the belligerents displayed itself in feints and blowa. The bird then withdrew and utter~ ed a prolonged harsh note. In a moment it: was joined by another storetary bird. Both birds then attacked the snake, which, being unable to face both ways at the same time, received frequent blows from its assailants' strong wings. One blow stupefied the snake. Instantly one bird seized the serpent near the neck and the other further back, and bore it, wriggling, struggling, aloft s. hundred yards and then dropped it. With closed wings, the birds descended so rapidly as to reach the ground as soon as the snake. Q tick as thought a bird struck the serpent a blow up- on the head which killed it. As is generally the case, the allies, having cor quoted, began disputing as to the booty. The dispute led to a fight, during which the hunter. who wanted the snake as a specimen, slipped in and ttok the booty. He convey- ed the ringkaal to his wagon, where it conâ€" tinued to distil clear poison for an hour. _____..â€"-.â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€" DR. TANNER OUTDONE. A Young Lady In Quebec who [his Lived on Water for Bight Years. Mr. C. Smith, traveller for Messrs Nor throp db Lyman, of this city. sends the following interesting letter to “The Empire" writing from Richmond, Q is, I was in Tingwick, Qam, yesterday and my attention while in Mr. P. Herbert’s store, was direct- ed towards a farmer that entered about the same time, and whose name is Ambrose Bed- ard, a farmer of only ordinary means, and living within four miles of ’l‘ingwick, and who is the father of what can truly be called a living wonder, a young lady eighteen y an of age, whose name is Miss Mary Josephine Bedard, and who has not tasted any food of any kind since eight years ago last Dsoem- her. This person, of whom you have pre- vicusly heard, no doubt, exists on water only, and that she takes no more than any other ordinary individual, and has occasion- ally gone six days, during which time she has probably drank a couple of glasses. The Cowboy was Worsted. CnaÂ¥zxxr,Wyo., May l3.â€"Cowboy Jack Embree served two years in J olfet penitenti- ary for shooting athl. N. Dixon, a ranchman. He swore to return and kill Dixon when his sentence expired. Yesterday he rode out to the ranch, and invited Dixon to come out and be killed. One of Dixon's men appeared, and Embree shot him in the arm. Dixon se- cured a Winchester, and made towards the cowboy. As the latter aimed his six-shooter at Dixon the rsnchmsn dropped to the ground. and the bullet whistled overhlshead. Then he shot the cowboy dead. Commenting upon the fact that ten thou- sand emigrants recently left Liver 001 for America in a week, the Chicago “ ribnne" says :â€"“An alarming proportion of the im- migrants to this country fall victims to I. greatly stimulated drink habit, and often be- come worthless as workmen. Using their increased wages to ruin themselves by drink instead of to better their condition, they charge their resulting poverty and wretched- ness to the institutions of this country or to its industrial system rather thanto their own vicious indulgences. The great tide rolls in, bringing 690,000 or 700,000 immi- grants every year, and a sadly large propor- tion of them go to swell the ranks of drunkards, loafers, and self made victi f poverty and vice."