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as; AB ADVBEI‘UBE ON THE ElVLB. Last summer. in the Clubhouse of the Kenoutchewan Bait fishers, a well-known Canadian lawyer, told the following .to : “ Some years ago, while out for an cer- nccn’s fishing with my son Harry, who was then ten years old, I anchored cur skifi' ed the northeast or lower eni of Gomezuk Island, where one division of the St. Law- rence runs in a d rep groove, much frequented by channel catfish. “ Steamers seldom passed through the channel where we floated. though the wash of upward bound boats disturbs the surface slightly as they swing half around, about three hundred yards down river, to enter the southern and straighter, though shallower, channel, which most pilots prefer. “ Harry found the occasional rocking by steamboat waves a pleasant variation from the scarcely perceptible motion with which we driftedâ€"only one of our fifryaix pound weights being on: as a bow anchorâ€"against the gentle current, under the pressure of a breeze up stream. The sharp stern of the skiff floated free, and, riding with forty feet of line out, she swayed from side to side of the deep water, which never furnished me with better spcrt than on that day. "The big, dun-backed, yellow-bellied, strong, clean, tentacled fish took my min- nows eagerly, and fought in a highly satis- factory manner for their own lives. 83_ it went on, till Harry, who had come out With emphatic asseverations that he would gladly fish till midnight, disclosed a keener en~ thusiasm for something to eat about tea-time than he did about the fish I was catching, and often inquired anxiously when I intend- ed golng home. . "I lingered, however, icr ‘ just one more bite,’â€"-taking four fish by the delay,â€"till the sun sank slowly behind the island. Then glancing under my eyebrows at Harry while steeping to impale a new minnow, his woe-be- gone little face gave me a more dtstincttbrill of ccmpunction, and, flinging away the bars, I said : “ ‘Well, small boys mustn’t be made too hungry, I suppose. We will go home now, Barry.‘ “I was rather astonished that his face, which had brightened with my words, and- denly clouded, as he looked keenly down river. Then the explanation came. “ ‘ 0b, there’s another steamboat coming up, father l’ he cried. ‘Dc stay a little longer 1 I wish you would stay till we get her sweli.’ “ltwas to me a striking illustration of how curiously and wonderfully boys are made. Here was a lad too hungry to enjoy the deep and philosophic pleasure of fishing, but not hungry enough to forage an absurd delight in being rocked by half a dtzm steamboat rollers 1 However, his request coincided with my inclination, and, putting on a new bait, I engaged again in the most soul-satisfying of human pastimes. “ I sat in the bow, with my face up stream, erry watching, with big eyes, the oncoming steamer, the intermittent rumble of whose paddle-wheel became momentarily more distinct, till the slap and thrust of each ‘fiovt could be heard close behind. Suddenly my little boy jumped up and exclaimed, in a tone of much surprise : " ‘ Why, father, look at the steamboat !’ “ I turned to see in the twilight the big, white Theban, not three hundred yards dis- tant, not swinging into the south channel, but. coming, at abrut half speed, straight at where we lay l “ Dazed, I sat silent a moment ; then roared at her, “ Ahoy, Theban. uhoy l” with all my power of lung, searching my pockets at the same time for my clasp-knife to out the anchor rope. There was no time to haul in the weight ;to cut away was the only chance of escape. “ The 'jchannel of the river, as I know well, was too narrow for the big boat to give us more than the narrowest berth, and there was no sign that her pilot intended to yield us any. I could see him dimly in the wheel- houso, and, apparently, not another soul was on board. “She did not slow down in the least, though I continued to yell madly. The rear of her paddle-wheels was terribly loud. “ Harry's childish treble shrieked through my hoarse shouts, but there was no sign that we were seen or heard. 2 at it was im- possible to believe the pilot to be unaware of the boat in his course, lead colored thou h it was, and deep as were the shadows of t e island. “ 0n she came, during the few seconds while these observations went through my mind, straight at us. The swamping of our skzfiln the steamer's roll was certain now, even should she sheer elf as much as pos- sibie in passing ; certain, even if we lul been suddenly freed from the anchor line. " I had passed it through the ring of the painter before the bow, and secured it to the seat. This fastening I tore away with one u‘k, but there were fifty feet more rope in the cell lying at my feet. To run that out through the ring would require more time than we had, and torow off rapidly with the rope dragging across our bow was impossible, even though many minutes had been to spare. “ Feeling very helpless and des rate. I went through a 1 my pockets for e knife, till it flashed on me that, some time before, i: had dropped from the gunwale in which I had stuck it, and was new lying out of reach under the footbcsrd. Harry began to cry loudl '. calling. ‘ Oh, what will mother do ‘.'" " he unduladon that precedes a large steamer rocked us. vain endeavor to get a glimpse of the knde, the steamer seemed almost upon us. I near saw a vessel shoulder up so monstrous- ly at the distance 1 So close was she, that in the twilight I could clearl see the red paint of her run gleaming in e water about or. “ With the quick device and lightning activity of despair I seized an ear, and, kneeling on the bow, with one downward drive of its handle knocked the staple that secured the ring clear away, and with an- other motion flung out the coil of rope into the water. “ But the bowsprit of the Theban was not five seconds away then. I struggled madly to at some headway, hopingl to escape the pa die-wheels, but my poor ittle boy, wild with fear. impeded me by clinging about my legs. Using all my force on the car as a paddle, I did, however, manage to give her a slight motion up stream. stern first, but too late; the next moment the 13 re head and swelling bow of the The-ban b cried out the sky, and she was upon us. " Not with her cut~water, fortunately, or we should have been instantly smashed down ; i: ran out twent feet beyond before we were touched. 11 she not been half slowed down to take the winding: of the channel, we should doubtless have been over- l whelmed by the roll of water Raising my eyes from a from her bow : but somehow the skifi rode this, and the next moment was thrust against the river, and crowded so hard against the steamer where she widened that we moved on as if glued to her side. “ Obviously, this strange situation could endure but for a few moments, and then my little fellow and I must be drawn under and battered to pulp with the remorseless crash of the paddle-wheel so terrible and so near. “ To leap far enough out for escape from them was impossible. I had clasped Harry in my arms with some unreasonable imagin- ation that my lnterposlng body might save him from the crushing blows of the floats. The hope to sink beneath them did not flash among the first crowding thoughts of those despairing moments, not till my glance fell ' on the fifty-six weight that lay still hi the boat. “ Instantly I stooped; seized it with my right hand, and, with my little boy close hugged, leaped desperately from the boat into the water. “ The sensation of being sucked or trailed through an amazing current. the roar of the battered water, the overpowering fear of the cruel paddles,â€"how well I remember i Sud- denlyâ€"it was as though a wave had flung - its mass at meâ€"my legs were swept down with the water driven from the impact of the floats, my hold was nearly jerked from the fifty-six ounds of weight that I held, then downflacwn, down until the weight touched the rocky bed. I let go and rose through twenty feet of water with a gasp, to see the “ Theban " roaring away steadily on her course. “Poor little Harry had never ceased strug- gling ; he struggled more violently as now he caught a half-choked breath. I tore his arms from my neck with a desperate motion as we began to sink again, and turned his back to me. We rose again, treading water. I managed to make him understand that he must become perfectly motionless if he wish- ed .ne to save him. “The poor little man behaved splendidly after that, but by several :ll'ifght immersions had lost this senses in a h drowned faint before I managed to get ashore. Fortunate, ly there was a house on the island, and there we eat the night. “ ou may be sure that I lost no time in investigating the conduct of the Tbsban‘s pilot. The man denied all knowledge of the occurrence, and I could see that he was really surprised and shocked: but that he felt in some degree ilty, I could also per- ceive. Not one oft e deck-hands, none of the officers, would confess any knowledge in the matter, and not till the cross-examin- ation of the crew on my suit for damages against the steamboat com any did the truth come out. Then a clean roast was made. “The pilot had secretly brought a jug of whiskey aboard, and while the captain was at his tea, the mate and the whole watch, defying all the rules of the company's ser vice, had taken occasion to finish the liquor. As for the flat, he explained that he had been ‘ too (frank to do moro’n-steer, sir, and could jest cn’y see my land marks. I took the north channel,’ he concluded, ‘because I wanted folks to know that I was pufiickly sober.’ " l E. W. TnonsoN. .â€"â€"â€"~â€"*â€".â€"_ Summary Punishment. In the matter of tolerating social nuisances, Americans are accused of being a very long- sufi'ering people ; but whatever their own practice, they will always be ready to cry, “Served him right i” in every case like the following, the story of which comes from En land. In a railway carriage sat a pale, mi die-aged lady, a slender youth hardly out of his teens, and aburly-looking squire At one of the stations a young man got in holding a lighted cigarette in his hand, and asthe smoke curled in the lady’s face, she cou bed. “ his is not a smoking carriage," said the youth. “I’m not smoking, retorted the new- comer. “I dare say my cigarette will keep till we get to the next station." “Tobacco smoke makes my mother ill, and I must ask you to put out your cigar- ette." “I'm not smoking, and I shall not do it." " Then I’ll make you i" said the lad. His face had grown pale, and as he rose, the other put out a formidable fist which would probably have crippled his opponent. And now a strange thing happened. The burly squire had hitherto remained quite passive, but he now produced something which glittered in the sunlight; there was a click, and the young man with the cigarette was securely handcuffed. “ You will pick up your cigarette, and throw it out of the window,” said the ” squire,” who proved to be a detective dressed for some important work. The cigarette was clumsily icked up with both hands and dropped out s the window. Just then the train rolled into a station, and the song man, muttering, “ Very sorryâ€" won i do it againâ€"had no idea,"â€"was given his liberty, which he hastened to use by slipping at once out of the carriage. ._â€"_..â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" The Queen and Ireland. The Queen's visit to Wales is such a dis- tinct diplomatic success that it is likely to berepeated. Mr. Gee and other disloyalists are grievously nonplussed by the enthusiasm of her Majesty’s reception. They describe the journey as a Tory museum, and 11:, Geo writes to his once influential newspaper in a foaming rage. It is most probable that the virlt will be repeated, and it may lead to a royal journey to Ireland. That country is new more settled than when the Prince of Wales last visited Dublin and it is well known that the Queen is not unwilling so undertake the journey. Like the rest of her family she does not lack courage, and it is believed that the Prince of Wales' journey was undertakeninpart to see how royalty would be received. The result. it will be remembered, was not encouraging, but since that time Ireland has made an immense im. provement, and if the Government’s educa- tional proposals also put the priesthood into a good humor. the Queen may yet see her Ir h subjects. It is said, and I believe with truth, that Prince Christian and Princess Beatrice, who have oat influence with the Queen, arc bath svorable to a royal visit to Ireland. Confucius Proof. Mr. Jonesâ€"" I ddn’t thick women are so very fond of dress, after all. ' Mrs. Jones- “ Certainly not. This constant cry that women are vain and fond of dress is all non- sense. But you used to think they were. What has caused you to change your opin- lcn l” hlr. Jonesâ€"" Well, I‘ve been down at the seashore Watching them bathe." What is Fashionable is AllBisbt. “An' how is Mary Ann gettin’ along at Len Branch. Hrs. O'Rahsrty l" “ dado shwimminglyJ moight say, for phwin she do be 30119 in the water to take a sbwin ye'd think there was a whale or something awful comin' into shore so great is the crowd of payble loinin' the baich, for ye see she is av sich fine form, and in the water is the place to show it ofito good advantage.” “ Faith, Mrs. O'Raherty, it’s not much that I would think av a girrul that would go a shwimmin' roight before the men." " Och, Mrs. O FLaherty l Phwut does ye be talkin' about 2 It's wid shwimmin' clothes on that she do be goin' in the water wid. the same as quality all wear,” “Jis' so ; but as ye said she could show her form afl’ toadvantage in the water, av cocrse thought I that it's mcighty little clothes that she do be havin’ on." “As muchas the rist av them ; but ye know that phwin clothes be wet they do hang close up to the body so that the form do show to great advantage." ‘ 'Well ye must excuse me, Mrs. O’Raherty, but I must say that I can't consider it dacint at all at all for a lady to be makin’ that koind av a show av hersilf before the men." “To be sure, Mrs. O'Flaherty, if there was only wan that'd be doin' it it would be awful, but phwiu all do the same thing, ya know, that makes it fashionable, an' phwnt is fashionable, is all might, it don't make a divil's bit av difierence what it is, don't ye see. Well, I must run in." GREENLAND SEALS. Habits “the Animal in the North. Ash-31o ocean. Youngsealsare brought forth on large floati fields of ice in March, says a Labra or letter. The baby seals are born with white hair, which soon changes to a soft silky brown fur. and they nestle on their frozen beds of ice as long as they are suckled by their mothers. When from 5 to dweeks old they can exist in water. s Then they begin to follow their mothers about much after the fashion of human babies, for thelrattenticn and the food of fish, which they most dutifully provide. During this period the mother seal is an alert and hardy fisher. She will attack the most active fish of these waters, save the shark, and we had the testimony of Capt. Des- champs that instances have been known where battles between the foodhuuting mother seals and these rapacicus rufiaus of the deep resulted in the defeat and death of the latter. The are powerful swimmers, and will force 1: emselves up the most ru god salmonleaps to attack the largest a men. When the young seals are 5 or 8. months old they are eft to shift for themselves. Nor are they given up gradually. The mother seems to have determined that sufficient time and energy have been expended upon them. Instantly she is a stranger to the cub, and any further attempts at intimancy are resented in the most savage manner. Newfoundland coves begin to fill with great herds of Greenland seals in November. During the entire winter these break up into lesser herds in search of icebergs upon which to live. Here they remain until after the breeding time is past, straggling along the coast until May or June, when they disappear into the Atlantic and head for Hudson's and Bafiu’s bays. Their migrations are as regu He Thunderecl Anyhow. Summer Poetâ€"I have here, sir, a little poem which I have decided to lot you ave.’ Editorâ€"You mean you want it put in our paper! Poetâ€"Yes, sir. I care not for lucre, but I am ambitious. I want to go thundering down the ages. Editor (after reading the first stanza)- Well, the fact is, we are out of ages just now, but I tell you what I can do for you : I can send you thundering down the stairs inside of forty seconds by the watch. lar as those of birds, and incom- parably more certain than those of the herring and mackerel. The barber seals (phcca vitullan) are found along these coasts at all seasons of the year, and as our schooner threads the masses of ooastwlse is- lands or gildes past reef and ledge of jutting headland, they are constantly seen in their seemingly lifeless baskings in the sun upon shelving rocks, occasionally turning and flapping their shining flippers as if for easier positions in their siesta, or skimming through shallow water and surfs, while turning their almost human heads from side to side, like a bevy of surprised and questioning mermaids, astonished at our approach and untimely intrusion. A Bequest. “Well, sir," said the old gentleman in- dignantly, “what are you doing around here again 2 I thought that the delicate hint I gave you just as you left the front door last night would give you to understand that I don’t like you very well." And the speaker looked at his boot in a reminiscent we . git did," said the young man, as a look of mingled pain and admiration came over his face. “But I thought I would come and ask youâ€"" “Ask me what i" “If you wouldn't like to join our football association 2" â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"-â€".â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€" Babylonian Exploration- Prof. H. V. Hilprecht, of the University of Pennsylvania's expedition to Babylonia, is back in Philadelphia with a large collec- tion of antiquities dug up on the site of Nifi'er, one of the ruined cities on the Euph- rates. Between two bricks in the wall of a temple the explorers found a duck's egg which must have been laid there at least 1,000 years before Christ. What are sup- osed to be the remains of the Tower cf abel are 180 feet high yet, and the bricks at the top bear the inscription :â€"â€"“ I am King Nebuchadnezzar." Prof. Hliprecht was compelled to prescribe for every sick Arab he saw, for the Arabs regard all Franks as physicians. The only drugs he had with him were camphor and quinine, but alternate doses of them seemed to fit every complaint. An Arab sheik whom he once tried to pay for his hospitalirly get angry and asked :â€" “ Do you think am a dog 2” The Professor tried to tell the Arabs about the American railroads, and especially about the elevated railroads, with the result that he won among them the reputation of being a col- oseal lienâ€"{Buffalo Courier. ._.__-â€" Seemed to Have Lost Courage. Yellowlyâ€"” Well, my boy, have you got back from the beach! ’ Brownlyâ€"“ Yes, old fellow, I've got back again, as you see.” Y.â€"“ And, I suppose, renewed in health and strength and courage to engage once more in the active duties of life i" B.â€"“ Well, the health and strength part of it are all right, but I am dubious about the co ." Y.â€"“ by, how is that 2" B.â€"-" Well, I don't seem to have so much grit in me now as I used to have after a ciambake at the beach.”â€"[Boston Courier. .__â€"â€" A Generous Father- There is a story of a wealthy merchant of this city who, on his dying bed, called his son Isaac to his bed, and wishing to make provision for his boy addressed him thusly : “ Isaac ‘2" “ Yes. papa.” “You’ve always been a good poy and I’ll remember you. I'm dying now." “ Yes papa,” “ Isaac. you know the $10,000 I’ve got out at den per cent, 2" “ Yes, papa.” “ I’ll let you have it for eight." Isaac fainte, while the spirit of the good man slipped from its mortal frame. â€"â€" Not Used to it Yet. Willie ( asing with undisguised interest at one of e guests)-â€"" What funny people take their dinners at this restaurant, papa. Look at that man over their eating soup. Every time he swallows a mouthful he drops his chin and wabblss his us out, and makes motions as if he was to swallow himself. What is the matter with him!" Willie’s father flocking“ a moment at the painful spectacle)â€"“ is a man, my son, who has label parted with a‘ long mus- tache, and is uuab e to convince himself yet that it's gone." Excitement of Feelina'. The man of violent temper, of uncontrolled passions, of tumultuous feelings, whose life is one of continual excitement, will rarely, if ever, live to a great age. Neither will one who is consumed with eager desire of any kind. It may be for wealth or fame for himself, it may be for a scheme of reforming his fellow-men or for remodelling a govern. ment. If it so possess him as to carry him off his balance and destroy his self-control continuously. the measure of his life will be shortened. But in such cases, though much spasmodic werkls involved, it is not the labour, but the excitemean feeling which does the mischief. Were the habit of self- government established, were the enthu- siasms guided by reason and the desires subordinated to prudence and good sense, the actual labour performed and effects produced might be even greater than they are without any evil results ensuing upon the health or life. A Land of Wild Fruit. Canada is aland of wild fruit. The earli- est settlers did not even trouble themselves to grow any fruit-bushes, but contented themselves with the wild strawberries, berries, and cur-rants. These tiny ound abundantly to hand. Delicious lit: e wild raspberries ow there that invite pith- ing, and the In n wild strawberry jam is a gift that every one who goes to stay in the bush brings home to friends in town. The bleaberry or huckleberry, with which all readers of American books are familiar, is larger than our whorileberry, bat not so rich in flavor ; while the quantities of all these fruits make the picking of them little trouble and worth the exertion.â€"[Euglish Paper. There Were Ho Plies on Him. They had jut begun their courtship and wereowingingon the anion gate, beneath the silent stars, and ey were silent, too, for they were yet in the dawning of young love and scarce knew what to say to sac other. The silence at last became embarras- sing and she said : "I must go in." "What's your hurry i" "Oh, we're just like two fools swinging ans saying nothing; “I don't know w t to talk about." "Well, I must go in." “Wait a moment. Say, you must be aw- fully txoubied by the flies in Summer time." “Yes ; they must light on you in swarms.” (‘8‘: 2” (‘1 3|! "Because you're so awfqu sweet." She didn't go in. A P:eoedent. Our own little boy had a fashion of bold- The Scientists. There is something restful in amateur- platien of the subjects which are cccu y the attention of the men of science gather together at Toronto, says the New York “Tribune”. To turn from the pergsxing oblems raised by the respective orlc's xhiblticn, the dreadiu disclosures of the last domestic tragedy. and the boiling of the cauldron. to a congress concerned about “The Vitality of Acorns and Walnut: Buried in the Soil,” and in “A Study of Birdseye Maple," is to enjoy an intellectual and emotional refreshment whose Value can scarcely be overestimated. It clears the ing “protracted” meetings in a corner of the . hi I, i «on: 1 V b ‘h l ogbumi horizon of the future wall great unc on. 1 cw an on even . I sing a hymn, or suddenly pop down on his Becoming Too Youthful' J ohnnyâ€"“ Say.hc1a, there goes pa ofi' fish» inagain ‘ stead of goin’ to work." glib“ Tell your grandfather to go after m." Johnnyâ€"" Grandpa’s playin' ball down on the fl\t£." hiaâ€"“ Well, this is a pretty state of things. Ii 1 catch any more of that 'llxlr of youth in this house I’ll put it in the stove." knees and "wrestle" in prayer. Grandma was coaxed into “meeting” one day, and the season of prayer seemed to trouble her, insomucb that she interposed gently : “ Na, dear; Iwouldn't pray soâ€"it is making light of serious things." Wide open flew the wee minister's eyes in righteous indigna- tion and amen-meat. “ Why, gamma, gampa says ‘ O, Lord ' like sixty." The Gulf of St Lawrence and the - MISCELLAmUS. There is a lady in Milwaukee who is the’ mother of nine children. None of them was named until it was twelve years old. The were simply called by their nick-names an their numbers, “One,” “Two,” etc. When they were twelve years old each one chose his own name and was baptised. Dr. Hammond. in an article in The North American Review, as. s that Dr. Brown- Sequard has never cal ed his preparation an “.ielixlr of lite" or claimed for it any such curative properties as that name impdes. The fact is that the public or the newspapers have dealt rather unfairly with the discover- ery, first assuming that extraordinary powers are claimed for the remedy, and then grumbling because it does not come up to their own expectaticns. Dr. Hammond says the preparation is still in the experimental stageâ€"a proposition to which the people whom the sonalled elixir has made rather ill will give a ready assent. Paris cannot complain of the patronage be stowed upon her exhibition. The Paris cor- respondent of the London “Times,” writing recently to his journal, declared that the registers of the hotels and lodging houses showed the presence then in the city cl 230,- 000 visitors. Of these, 54,000 were foreign- ers, while no doubt the number of people from the provinces would be lar er than that obtained by counting the op e at public laces of entertainment. he trade of Paris as been greatly benefited by the exhibition, but the watering places are complaining that their regular “habitues” are at r’aris, while the village fairs in the neighborhood of the capital are suf’ering in m the competition. The Tram.) Convention at the American "Soc," at which eight States were represent- ed, hasunanimcusly passed resolutions pied - ing the support of the delegates and the constituencies to the maintenance of the present international traffic laws, and da- manding that their representatives in Con- gress should oppose any effort to injure the commerce of the North-“’estern States by unfairly and illegally restraining Canadian lines from competing with American lines in through business. N ow that the N orth- Western and the New England States have shown such uncompromising hostility to the designs of the American lines, it is not like- ly that Congress will give the latter the legislation they desire. To do so would be to endanger seriously the continuance of the Republicans' present lease of office. The terrible earthquake in the Proving of Higo, Japan, reminds us once more that, after all, we are only living on a thin crust over a vast ocean of molten matter. Enquiry into the origin of earthquakes leads the student to wonder that they are not more destructive and frequent than they are, for although the “ Earthquake Catalogue of the British Association" comprises between 6,000 and 7,000 earthquakes recorded between 1606 and 1842, most of them were but incon- siderable shocks. Only once in a century or two are we visited with such earthquake catastrophes as that which resulted in the partial destruction of herculanoum and Pompeii in A. D. 63; or that of Lisbon in 1755, when it is computed that 60,000 per- sons perished in the space of six minutes. In the recent earti quake at Kumamoto peo- ple only perished by scores, but even that is sufficient to remind us that, uncertain as hum In life is, it is not so uncertain as what we are accustomed to call the " solid“ earth. Confederation is not a living issue in the colony of Newfoundland to-day, although a general election is pending and the question has been much talked about. When last the subject was up a clergyman at Harbour Grace prayed thus with regard to it: “ If Con- ederation would be for the good of Thy people, in this land, then let no advrrae in- fluences defeat it ; but if it would be to their injury, then, in Thy great mercy, avert it, and let itbe kept far from us." The latter ortion of this thoroughly non-political petit on was heard, and the party advocating union was defeated. Quite a genius in the way of draft- ing prayers is the clergyman responsible for the above. Once after preaching to the seal. ers prior to the departure for the north he prayed that no seals might come within their reach on the Sabbath day lest they might be tempted to trausgress by catching them. But, he added, if the seals should appear, and if the sealers should catch them on Sunday, "then do Then forgive Thy frail, erring creatures. England has long been famous as the haven of persons fleeing frcmall sorts of oppression, and it has often been said that she has benefited greatly by rthe presence of poll- tical and religious refugees. But, in these days, as The Daily News remarks, the main persecutor from which the visitors fly in poverty, and England is being presented with a large part of the pauper population of the Continent of Europe. The census returns of 1881 indicate that the foreign population of England increases at double the rate of the English po ulatlon, while the increase of the Austro- ungarian and. Russian Polish immigrants was 135 per cent. from 1861 to 1881, as com ared with an increase of 20 per cent. in t e nativeborn opulation of England and Wales. The act that practically all the migration in the world is directed towards Eu land, En ~ land's colonies and the United States ouggt to be flattering to the pride of the race, sven although the demands u on their hospitality become so large as tube incon- vauient. His Supposition Was all Wrong. "Every time I handed one of my batches of co y to the meaty-eyed clerk in the Char- ing rcss office,“ says an American editor just returned from England, “I noticed that he looked hard at the legend, ‘News, im- portant,’ which I always put on every en- velope, and a smile of scorn would curl his upper lip “One morning I gave a letter to this clerktc be weighed, and business being a little slack he took tlme to say : ‘Hi suppose you think that wrltln' ‘ News, Hlmportant" on that letter‘il make hus 'urry it through i’ " ‘No,’ said I, 'I know of nothing that would make you hurry, unless it were dyna- mlte.’ “Ever afterwards when i went into the Charing Cross Lilies I noticed that the re- mlnent eye of the facotlous clerk watc ed me warliy."â€"[Pittsburg Traveler. She Was a First-Ghee Trust. “Will you trust me, Fanny l" he cried. “With all my heart, with all my soul, with all my self, Augustus," she whispered, nestling on his manly bosom. “Would to heaven that you were m . tailor," he murmured to himself, and too ! her tenderly in his arms.