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“-‘ 1i “:i"~.r Miss Lenox s'oke. “ So here vou are 3’" ’ , _ . . IN THE GARDEN or ENGLAND. he 531d» holding 0M. a ~t’-‘0_I‘dlal hand to Der- __ :patrona e for the different trades. he 2. went. ' It- isasatisfactionto see you still Tunbfldfl wens and "3 In“. Bun fink; took t e waters at the well A CAST FOR FORTUNE. living;and upon my word’ young um" I â€".l Charming Placeâ€"a Scene on us. limes 5‘ dayv Paying “ “Show” 9°“ ' u - . . “L “ ~- M “an begin to fear ‘his thing I for cash glassâ€"u custom still in useâ€"Lb 7 BY cumsrx'“ RUD’ n IPPIMOK 3 AG“ i i “dipper,” as she is called, who receives the gthem as far as half wa’, soluntm’ has been a hoax. You are looking very wean Commonâ€"semi“: and ms Doings. knew, moreover, that the journey would be v' I to Mrs. Derwent. The thin to i . I I ‘ dirhhlelgfdre was to go, and to go quic 13'. as much,” observed Derwent With scorn. recovering his streuath m themost sans. ! I - So the next morning he announced his in- was certainly accountable for the crime.” CHAPTER XV. _ . ‘ ,y » i i . ' lo - n ‘ ' .' ‘ ‘ 1 - , It was like Oble‘li 331d Derwent: B) the 1’36, ‘ went 1 the best of care could make me so. wr‘zixighih‘gflktpitrtfiliehietiylnix: of his being Y0.“ know h°w he “tamed the bud W m“ I havb been doing nothing but enjoying an but he knew that there must be no delay. mule? In the first place, it was Well that the wrench should be made quickly, and, secondly, he was aware that his mother was quite ca ble of coming in search of. him, as she hai de- clared her intention 0 that the hospitality of Miratlores would be tr ii but he had no desire . _ . . . 2218333: “Shl’lllrsde: I)" Obligation “'thl‘ “1' to Bat the “um” and I “ as to 55“ “‘8'” I our hurried Journey Without pause, our eager . .’ and he had no business to interfere with his manner desire to relieve him from the discomforts : ready he could hard” how to rep“) he was supposed to be enduringâ€"while all the time he was ‘enjoying an ideal life’ and tention of departure, giving the reasouthere- of. _ Don Maurizio expressed his regret so cordially that it was impossible not to b?- licvc in ;thc sincerity of every word. I hoped that we should keep you a little long- er, Mr. Derwent,” he said, “and, now that this annoying matter of the investigation into your shooting is over, that we might havc'had a little conversation on busmess. But vour mother's arrival, of course, makes it imperative that you should go: However, if you remain for any length oftimein Mexi- co, I may see you there. I had not intended to go down for some weeks yet, but I think it will be well to take my daughter as sooyn as possible away from here. icstcrday s tragedy had been a great shock to her nerves, and the sooner she is away from its associ- ations the better.” “I am sure of it,” said Derwent, who felt like a repreived criminal. The sentence of deathâ€"of separation to which he could see no endâ€"that had been hanlging over him \was lifted; life seemed to ash back into his heart and veins: he was almost afraid that the irrepressible ladness of his veice would betra him. “ am delighted to hear of your rcso ution,” he went on, “for Dona Zarifa’s sake, because I am sure the tragein has been a terrible shock to her, and for my own, because I shall have the great pleasure of seeing you again, and my mother Will be. able to thank you for your wonderful kind- ncss to me.” “\Vhat we have been able to do has been full repaid by the pleasure of your somety,” Bali Don Maurizio. “Frankly, it‘lias been long since I have met so companionable a man. You can be no stranger to Miraflores after this, Mr. Derwent. If you like us as well as we have learned to like you, therenis no question but that you will come back. ” “I would cross the World til) come back ! cried the oun r man, earnest y. _ After this, tghe farewell to Dona Zarifa which he had dreaded became easy. It wrung his heart to see on her face the pallor and purple transparent shadows of yesterday still visible, but even-this had not power to damp the happiness With which he said, “I hope to have the great pleasure of seeing you in McXico, . scuorita. Don Maurizio tells me that he Will be there, With you, in a few days.” . . _ “In a few days, papi !" she said With surprise. “I thought we should not leave Mirallorcs for some time.” “ I find that it will be necessary for me to go down to Mexico as soon as. posSible,” he answered. “ and in that case it Will not be worth while to return here before going to the Ilajio. A few weeks in the city Will do us both good. I Will write to-day and order 3! the house put in order for our coming. \Vas it Dcrweut’s fancy, or was tlierea light of pleasure in the dark eyes ’as”they nict his own? “ In that case, senor, she said, with gentle graciousucss, “ we need not bid you a long adieu. It is enou h to wish you a pleasant journey, and to iope that you may soon be able to relieve the anxiety of the senora your mother.” So, with a much lighter heart than he had fancied possible, Derwent rode out of the great gates of Miraflores, and looked back many times at the long arcaded dwelling on its lovely latcau, its soft cream-color thrown into rclic by the green hills behind it, and the cross above its chapel pointing heaven- avard. At a turn of the road where he knew that the last glimpse was to be had, he .paus- ed and took olf his hat, in final salutation to all that had been revealed to him tlierc,â€"tlie boundless hospitality and charity, the kind and useful lives, the widely-defused Circle of good, the simplicity, the gentleness, and the happiness, which formed a golden at- mosphere about the spot: _ The third day after this found him cuter- iii the city of Mexico again, and hardly 3b 0 to believe the evidence of the calendar that it had been little more than a month since he had left it to seek the Buena Esper- anu. Although by no means sure how far Morel] had been engaged in the buiiness schemes of the redoubtable Fernandez, he ‘liad telegraphed him from Guadalajara re- iiesting him to look at the hotels for Mrs. lcrwcnt, and, if she had arrived, to keep her in the city. He was not very much sur- prised, therefore, to find Morell awaiting liiin at the station. ' ‘ “Has my mother come ‘3" was his first question. “Yes : she arrived yesterday,” Morcll answered, “and had only been here an hour or two when I received your despatch and looked her up. She was very anxious about you, and much relieved to hear that you were on the way to meet her. But, my .ilmr fellow, what can I say for myself? hardly know how to express my regret that such an accident should have befalleii you,â€" somcthiug no one could possibly have Tore- seen." ‘ “Unless it was your friend Senor Fer- nandez," said Dcheut, dryly. “He not .oulv foresaw, but planned, the whole thing, and had it executed." “Derwent 3" Morell exclaimed. He stoppedâ€"for they were walking together down the long platfonu~and lm).'u.l at the other as if doubtful whether he had heard him uriglit. “What do you mean he asked. “ That is a very grave accusation. “It is a plain statementbf a fact,” re» plied Derwent. “The assassin came to finish his work. but was, fortunately, shot before he could do 'so. He. lived long enough to tell the whole story, however." And than c rclat ‘d it bricfl '. h 'l‘here‘could be ")0 doubt that Morcll was deeplv and terribly shocked. “ I knew that lie wds slippery,-â€"very slipperyâ€"«and I sus- tcd that. he was a scoundrel,‘ he said, alluding to Fernandez, ”' but I never could have imagined him capable of such dastardly- rillany as this. He wrote me that Barrera . "To fasten it on Barrera was his chief of getting them. " “ The receiver of stolen goods might say “ A man of honor does not wish to profit by dishonesty in any form. I tell you frankly that there is not silver enough in all Mexico to tempt me to touch a mine with a title ac~ quired as that of the Buena Esperanza was.” “I hope you do not think that I shall touch it further,” said .vlorcll. “Hence- fortli I shall wash my hands of Senor Fern- andez. I might endure cheating, but at- tempted assassination is a little too much. Here is a carriage. You can drop me at San Francisco Street, and you will find your people at the Hotel del J ardin. “At least the shooting did you one good turn,” he added, as they rolled out of the station gates: “it domesticated you in the hacienda of the Ormonds. I said to myself, ‘\Vhat luck some fellows have !’ as soon as I heard of it. And how did you like Dona Zarifa on accquaintance? Odd, wasn‘t it, our discussing her that day in the Alameda?” “Did we discuss her ’3” said Derwent, who hadafeeling as if the other took an un- warrantable liberty in even mentioning her name. “I never received greater kindness in my life than from every one at Miraflores. Don Maurizio picked me up in the road, you know. He is a magnificent type’_ second. grand seigneur, yet simple, cordial, kind beyond belief. ” “Oh, no doubt,” said Morell. proachable as she looks? Or could a man venture to fall in love with her '2” “ That would depend entirely upon the man,” replied Derwent. “ You have heard, ; no doubt, that fools sometimes rush in where ‘ angels fear to tread. I hope that I am at least not’ quite a fool. But tell me about my mother. How has she' borne the jour- iie ' '3" I lie was soon able to answer this question himself. He had hardly entered within the gilded iron gates of the Hotel del J ardiii and taken a. few steps along the wide gallery a that runs around two sides of the immense quadrangle which encloses the beautiful old garden of the monastery of San Francisco, when he was met by a. tall young lady, with frank hazel eyes and red-brown hair, who uttered a cry and held out both hands in welcome. “ My dear Geoffrey ! how delighted I am so see you !” she exclaimed. “ And you are really alive and well? What an awful fright you gave us ! Are you not ashamed of yourself ‘2" “ M y dear Sibyl,” Derwent retorted, “are not you ashamed to have let my mother come on such a journey? It you had only believed the explicit statement of my let- H posed. “ At least your mother did not ; she thought you were trying to spare her ; and, seeing her misery, I thought the best thing for her to do was to come and satisfy herself. I am certain you would have thought- so too, if you had been there.” “ho doubt I shoulc ,” he answered. “At least I should be a wretch to find fault with so much goodness, especially on your part. I am deeply grateful to you for undertaking the journey to accompany my mother.” “ I am more than rewarded,” she answer- cd. “ This is the most enchanting place I have ever wandered into. But come ! Cousin Margaret is expecting you, and afraid, even yet, that you may be brought in on a litter.” He laughed as he followed her toward the door of one of the charming apartments surrounding the gallery, and aused iii the sitting-room while she opene the door of the spacious chamber beyond, and said, gayly, “Dear cousin, here is your truant. Come and scold him." The next instant Derwent saw the slender, black~clad form and pale, lovely face of his, ter ' “ But we didn’t believe them,” she inter- mother, with awistful look in the deep-blue 8,, eyes, as she said, “My boy is it really you at last 1" After the first eager questions had been answered, and Mrs. Derwent’s anxiety some- what reassured, Derwent found another in store for him. “You had no trouble in the journey, I hope ‘3" he said. “It was too bad your hav- ing had to take it without a masculine attendant ; for that is something you, at least, are not accustomed to, mamma. Sibyl, now, belongs to the new order of in- dependent young ladies,â€"â€"she would start out, with a maid, to go around the world,â€" biit you are of the ancient regime, and I fear that it was very disagreeable to you." “ Oh, has Sibyl not told you ‘2” said Mrs. Derwent. “ \Ve did not come alone. I confess I should have disliked that very much ; thou h of course, my dearest boy, I would have one that, or anything else, to reach you. But Frank Halbcrt came with us. It was very kind of him." “ Frank Halbert ‘." repeated Derwent, in surprise. Then he threw back his head and bin vhed uncontrollable. “ “'hy, you organ- ized a regular relief expedition!" he said. “ \tht a picture you_ would have made coming to storm Miraflores 1" " You are very ungrateful, Geoffrey," said Miss Lenox. “ It may be a laughing- matter to you now, but it was not a lull hing matter when we thought we might fiui you dying or dead. What could two women, in a stran c Country. have done in that case 3 One hat to think of these things. So it mu exceedingly kind of Mr. Halbert to accom- pany us. ' “ It certainly was, uncommonly kind," said Derwent, recovering his gravity, “and [beg your pardon for laughing. -.Hnlbert in: a verv good fellow always. Vhere is he 3' “ Iparted withghisu neopthp t office just before I'mét y'ou.‘ He Went in to tank some inquiries,» Alighere he is__ ‘." ,p M A swims Wiqrnbout thirt- , wellpet ‘ up, thhvkeen eyeslookinggout o a refined pale and thin." ideal life and recovering my strenuth. My Morell had the grace to blush. “I do wound, however, is not yet healed, and not exactly,” he replied, “ but I suspect it was in a very unscru ulous manner. He told me that he could might have for us. “Oh, Frank 3" said Mrs. Derwent, re- ' between high A Short, finial “111 fmm London, many 2 money, being a woman appointed to the PMChfull)‘, “ 1 d0 ROE think 50- He is - tunnels, & dark: black, dreary Station sunk jcfuntions by the lord of the manor. But Stone‘mse‘l “mks "Hide 3 this “welcome penny" was only the least of “ I on ht to be looking well," said Der- hideous by SW)“ and the (“figuring “d‘ l the compulsory expenses of the visitors. A “ You must have the best medical advice ring POliticzfl Pres‘ at once,” said Mrs. Derwent, while Halbert - sure to bear. I suppose you think that I looked at Sib land 13,, hed_ domg' He “as sure ought not to have sanctioned anything of y g the kind. But our bargain was that he was “This is pleasant, is it not '3” he said. “Think of our anxiety to reach the sufferer, factory manner ! I7 don’t know what you may think of our journey to the land of the Montezumas, Miss Lenox, but I feel rather ridiculous. ” “I do not,” replied Miss Lenox, loftily. H “But, since Geoffrey has behaved so shame- fully as not to need relief, you are ready to put him asule severely,” said that gentle- man, smiling. “Come, now, is that quite fair? I am extremely sorry that you have taken such a long journey for such an insuf- ficient reason, but I feel your kindness to my mother more than I can possibly express. of absolute disap ointment at having been inWillled ‘0 it u“ 9“ the Pl‘emnce that it is to the clergyman, and manv more besides. the fairest flower in Kent, the “ garden of i ‘ ' England” But “5 5001‘“ the long flight 0f! we judge from the old comedies of 1660, steps which lead from the bowels of the l where thcv are often referred to. In one we earth to the surface is ascended, a reaction? find the following lines spoken In- a leading begins- The “PPer Street is bmml» Slum“ character: “ Don’t mention iiiurraige at bright, lined 0“ one Side With Wide “35' i Tuubridge \Vells : it is as much lau died at stones and what seem elegant shops; 0 the as homes“. in the City. other, sweeping beyond the railway trenc ies, now lost to sight, an undulating distance spreads afar, with blue hills half veiled inl haze. "893 well 1‘3 are Ollly {Olmd l“ 3115- l are a jest to the whole walk." This recalls . land, grass like Swen enamel, alld 1m aFiwhat is said to-diiy of the chief hotel at “\Ve came to relieve cousm Margaret's anx- mosphere so clear, fl‘eSlly 11ml Pure that It iety and to help her in any need that she seems that of the sea which the horizon rc- Of course, incidentally, I seinbles. we should have been glad to have relieved Geoffrey alsoâ€"~â€" vertisemEnts that add vulgarity and do not cro“'n a head had to be impart light 01‘ C0101"; 3“ indium“ 31“ , to the Assembly Room: another subscrip< nouncement from the guards who so con- ' e scientiously live up to t ie axiom, “ “'ords The name of that first street ascendiii l toward other equally charming tree-planted ' thoroughfares is Mount Pleasant, and a lit- l tle familiarity with the pretty town reveals l the existence of other appellations of Puritan i origin, such as Mount Sioii, Mount Ephraim, l &c., contrasting quaintly with the inodcrn‘. aspect of Tunbridge \Vclls, and still more with its traditions. In its length, which is great from the vallcv to the extreme summit i And, now that you are here, don’t you think of its northern hill {in its breadth, which is you may find something to enjoy‘ “I am sure of it,” replied Sibyl, frankly. , the “Since our anxiety about you was relieved by Mr. Morell’s visit yesterday, I have en- joyed every si lit and sound. Yes, on the whole, we wil ma. nanimously forgive you for getting well be ore we came. And now tell us all about your ideal hacienda.” “I have only one improvement to suggest,” said Halbert. “The hacienda is chapter Let us have cha ter first,â€"-the [whole authentic account 0 the shooting, “Butt how about Dona Zarifa‘.’ Is she as unap-I with the cause thereof. ” Derwent hesitated for a moment. Should he tell the whole, or only part, of that story? Nothing would have induced him to mention Dona. Zarifa’s name in connection with the final tragedy when speaking of it to Morell, but these were his nearest friends and rela- tives : was it not right that he should let them know the full greatness of his obliga- tion? So, he told the whole story ; and never was narrative listened to with more rapt at- tention. Three pairs of widening eyes were fastened on his face as he spoke, and when he1 finished Mrs. Derwent fairly broke into so )5. “Oh, my dear,” she cried, “ what can we ever do to show our gratitude to those kind people? They have saved your life twice over. And that heroic girl ! How I long to see and thank her !” “I too, have a great desire to see the girl,” observed Halbert. “I would go across Mexico to see her i” i cried Sibyl. “Happy creature !â€"â€"to be able to do heroic things, not dream of them ! Geof- frey, my respect for you has increased. There must be something more in you than I ever imagined, for fate to have selected you as the central figure of such a story.” “I played a. very subordinate part in it Sibyl,” said Derwent. “My role was sub- jective altogether. All the honors belong to Dona Zarifa.” (TO BE CONTINUED.) ___.__â€".._â€"__ Experiencing a Cloud Burst. A youn man living on Champlain street has lately een preparing himself physically for a trip to the Far \Vest. Amon his preparations was that of sleeping un er a tree in the garden every night. Saturday night he was there as usual, a horse blanket spread over him to keep off the chill, and lie was pursuing the wild Apache in his dreams when some joker threw a pail of water over him from the alley. In his sudden awaken- ing the young man ran against an apple tree and broke his nose, and was at Police Head- quarters yesterday to say : “I want at least four detectives to be put on this case and I want the villain run down regardless of cost. Here’s $1.50 start with, and don’t lose any time or try to economize on money. A fellow who will hit asleeping man with a cloud-burst must be given a short rope."â€"-[Detroit Free Press. â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€".-â€"_â€"a A Caustic Query. “Come, come, don’t be a fool, my dear,” id the husband durin a domestic breeze. “Didn’t marriage mafia you and me one,” she asked. “Of course it did.” "How can I help being a fool, then ’2" He Couldn't Tell the Difference. The conversation was somewhat general, and the drummer, seeing an opportunity fOr what he deemed innocent raillery, said : “ Monsieur, can you tell us the difference between a bishop and an ass ? You are evidently a learned man and can certainly inform us." After a moment’s thought the prelate an. swered, with perfect candor and good na~ ture : “ \l’cll, it doesn't seem such a difficult question, perhaps, and yet I really cannot explain it.” “ No ? Then I will enlighten you,” con- tinued the traveler, who by this time had drawn the attention of the crowd. “ It is because an ass bears a cross upon his back and the bishop on his breast." This sally was received with roars of laughter, nobody as yet suspecting the re- ligious character of its object. “ And now," be an the archbishop, still with perfect affabi ity," can you tell me the difference between a commercial traveler and an ass ‘2" The druiumer scratched his head, and finally replied he couldn't. “ Neither can I,” mildly commented his grace. . The traveler got out at the next station. A Mystery Cleared Up. Paâ€"“ Have you seen with the microscope all the little animals that are in the war. ,8! I” = ‘ -.‘ 2 :gbmlwâ€"n Yul, pops. [3“? them. Are they in the water we drink ‘2", ‘.‘.-Ce ' yr, my child-1" ‘5: ~ -. a 3“ Kai ' know what makes the singing in the teakettle when the water begins to face, appeared at the partly-open door as boil." not large, and bounded on either side by BEAUTIFUL I’IC’I‘URESQUE PLAINS, the city offers the same blending of new and old. The hotels are excellent, the cooking good, shops and books are as abundant as in London ; the rivate houses are placed in lovely maturei gardens ; the roads, paths, and sidewalks smooth as billiard tables, whether they plunge into picturesque little valleys and ravines, skirt the rocks, dip into the woods, or inters :ct the commonâ€"the glorious, breezy common of many hundred acres, the pride of the place ; yet, every now and then some Old “'orld reminiscence â€"a name, a building, a paved court, or avenue of beechesâ€"carries you back to the time when the chalybeate sprinos of the \Vells ; brought all the celebrity and fashion to Tun- bridge. The water still bubbles up at the same place where wits and beaux drank it. The walk is still called “ Ye Pantiles ;” it has its raised promenade, its seats, its. quaint-walled houses, market place, curious clock, and original conformation, exactly as it stood in 1748, when its popularity was at its height with a dead and bygone genera- tion. It was visited then byers. Elizabeth Carter, “ who could talk Greek faster than any woman in England ;” by Richardson, the novelist ;Colley Cibber ; the beautiful Miss Cliudleigli, afterwards Duchess of Kingston ;by Garrick and Chathain, Mrs. Tlirale, and Chesterfield, “ who never changed the shape of his hat in twenty years,” says Thackeray ; by J ohnsou, “ the dictionary maker ;” by George the Fourth, when he was Prince of Wales, and, last not least, by Beau Nash. The Duchess of Kent and Princess Vic- toria passed tvo seasons at the \Vells, one in the old Lushiugton House, now the Cal- verley Hotel, and oneâ€"in 1835â€"at Boyne House. The FUTURE QUEEN OF ENGLAND was very fond of the pretty town, not near- ly so large and important as it is now, and after her coronation more than once regret~ ted the happy days she spent there. In 1871 Princess Louise and the Marquis of Lorne visited it. Charles II, once occupied Eph- raim House, and the infamous Judge J eiirey lived at Chancellor House. After the French Revolution many refugees settled there, which, perhaps, accounts for a certain half tin-English flavor pervading the place. Nor was that the only time that the victims of adverse politics availed themselves of the hospitality of Tun- bridge Wells, for after his last and sudden exile the Comte de Paris, family, and suite stayed three months at the Calverley Hotcl. Not its least charm is its facility of access. Fort ' to fifty trains pass through during the ay. London is reached in an hour by the express trains, and a four-horse coach, revived with more than the old elegance, comfort, and speed, leaves the White Horse Cellars in Piccadillyevery day at 10 o’clock, and performs the journey in four hours. The presiding genius, almost the founder of the \Vells, was Beau Nashâ€"Richard Nash, the adventurerâ€"who for more than fifty years governed the pleasures of the polite kingdom. He spent his early acquir- ed weal rccklcssly, his equipages were sumptuo , and he habitually travelled down to the \V is in a post chariot drawn by six reys, with outridcrs, gorgeous footmen, rench horns, and much ostentatious dis- play. Gainbling was the chief attraction, as it has been since at Monaco and the German watering places ; the favorite ames were faiscbame, pharaoh or faro, am the ace of paid for admission tiou of a crown by gentlemen to t - , . . . ,, Coffee Room, entitlin them to the gives me some trouble.’ are given us to disguise our thoughts, and I we of writing ,lmterin s , another to the Tm‘bridge “V9113 is reaChed With 1‘ feem‘gl booksellers or circulating library, half a guinea to the musicians, and varying sums The morals were very loose and shady, if It is a p ace of general address, all pleasure and libcrt ' and when we happen to see a iiiari‘ied coup e dangle together like a knife and fork, they Boulogne, that “cvcryinan is seen with some- body clsc‘s wife." At present, under the bright warm June weather of 1390, within a stone‘s throw of these faded but yet tenacious memories, the visitor can look upon ll. sigh: almost as curi~ . 0115 and strange as that ozlcrcd bv the quaint old prints of the past century. For the last three weeks a clash of drums and cymbals, the prancing of four fiery steeds harnessed -witli bells and plumes, the roll of A U ILI) ED CHA RIO'I‘ bearing a band, a man who is their leader, and two subordinates, announces that “Sequah” is repairing to the common, there to carry on his marvellous cures twice a day for two hours. Who is this modern Dulca- main, whose reputation is made in many counties of Euglandmnd who attracts around him an ever-increasing crowd of spectators and partisans? He calls himself an American and an Indian; he and his followers wear buckskin jackets, high boots, gaudy shirts, large flapping Mexican hats ; his hands sparkle with rings; his hair is curled and oily ; his face clean shaven, sunburnt, and handsome ; he might be American, but he drops his 11’s like a cockney and uses very English colloquialism. His attendants arc in military uniform ; he is reported to make as much as forty pounds a day, has a. stud of six horses, and heals gratuitously. Cripples, maimed, and helpless men are lifted into his chariot, a barrier of rugs is upheld between him, his patient, his assistant, and the audience, and the manipulation of the infirm limbs begins, the spectators only scriug Sequah’s head and shoulders in motion. Twenty minutes later the man operated upon, whose crutches have been broken as u. preliminary operation, walks down the ladder of the chariot, and, without support is trotted round the circle at a brisk pace, to the enthusiastic cliccrs of the bystanders. Immediatelyafterward, Sequali proceeds to sell his bottles of “Prairie flower" and of oil at two shillings each, and he cannot supply his clients fast enough; he also gives away his nostrums to the poorer patients provid- ed with hospital or dispensary certificates. He has puzzled the doctors ; lie is to all iii- teuts and purposes an ordinary quack, but a quack who has made some real cures, whether lasting or n it, remains to be proved, who captivates t'ic crowd, whose drugs are at least innocuous, who gives away many a £5 note, who refuses to have anything to do with women, young or old, who has enough impudeuce or self-confidence to remain on the same stage for a month at a time, who, in spite of enlightenment, science, the edu- cation of the masses, the advance of know- lcd re the uprooting of superstition, can wit iin thirty miles of the biggest capital of Europe, in the nineteenth century, make as many converts to his healing craft, or as many dupes of his iinpudencc as the bom- bastic, mock heroic doctor of the “Elixir of Love. ’ â€"â€"*â€"â€"â€" A Pigeon Service From Sable Island. The Dominion Government is about to es- tablish a pigeon service between Halifax and Sable Island, the “ Graveyard of the Atlan- tic.” This is a move that mariners who have occasion to sail this way will welcome. The island is looked upouas one of the most dau- j gerous points on the Atlantic,and many of the ‘ worst shipwrecks in history have occurred there. Seamcii wrecked on the island have no way of communicating with the mainland,ar.d v frequently it has been the 'XLSO that a crew has been stranded there for weeks without being able to spread the news of its condition. ; The Government has taken steps to remedy this state of affairs. It has purchased carrier ipigeons in Belgium for the service and the j birds are expected to arrive there shortly. Houses for their reception are bcin built at , Marine and Fisheries Wharf. The birds i purchased are very rapid fliers and are expect- } ed to be able to cover the distances between { Halifax and Sable Island in a short space of a time. i Wheat Growing in England. Mr. Chaplin, the minister of agriculture, hearts. Such exorbitant sums changed. in replyin recently to two questions in the hands over the green cloth that publicl Imperial l ousc of Coinmons,»aid the agri- ggmblin was put, down 1, - statute, bu“ cultural returns showed that the area of various devices were resortet to in order to; Wheat Under ‘iultiVfll-i‘m in Great Britain clude the law. A second and more string. 1 had largely diminished in recent years. out prohibition was issued, followed by fresh There had also been ii falling off in the num» evasion, and [he games of rally-pony, Mar]. 1 her of sheep, but otherwise live stock had borough, battles, hm, especially of 1-}, ()q jincrcascd. There did not appear to be any \vcre instituted and encouraged by the very iCOH‘B-‘Iflm'ling falling off in the growth of nobleman who had given their voices to the 1 Wheat on the Continent. As to the cause of suppression of [he ginning table. Nash hi1". i till: diminution, ll “'38 it matter of opinion. self had a large stipulated share in the pro. ; There warn some who thought it was due to fits. In 1735 he was the “ king ” of 'l'un.‘ excessivcforciglicoinpctilionâ€"(Umwrvntivo bridge Wells, the hero of Yc l'antilcs. He ‘ cheerfllâ€"émd to the increased facilities ufv made decrees and they were obeyed, one ‘ fordcd for the transport of grain. He was of the principal was that Eliot 1:wvare that his Department could do . , _ _ _ _ ‘ anyt iin to restore the cultivation of wheat ' . f" Ht“ “swim . fin Englagnd. \Vith regard to the available should live in public, lodging-houses, being? supplies of wheat, the (ion-eninumt made no only used for eating and sleeping ; the inter- . provision for a reserve in view of supplims mediate time was spent on the walk in the from abroad being stopped, ;XSsemlgly olr Pump !Room or at chapel. j Iver . our iad its a] ottcd occu ;ation, alt ! . . _ waysya gregarious one. Nash, piirtly from! A 035M133 Email 111 Denver- snrcasm, partly from common sense, bth DKSVEIL, Jul '4.â€"-â€"I.. A. MclburnmCannâ€" chiefly through iinpudencc and assumption, i (lion, Was fatall’y shot here last Week by his banished many trammels and conventionali- l partner, a man named McCartney. 'l'hey ties; be suppressed riding boots and swords, : cairied on a carriage and wagon factory discoura ed private gaming tables, insisted , and did a large trade. McCartney alleges upon ear ' hours, an with all his inwlencc; that Mclburn defrauded him in their busi- and {Opp 1111858, was Occasionally capable of . “can. He confronted him on the moat ublic gene'rous and charitable actions. ;businesa street Sixteenth) and firm four ; ll. hen the Journey by ll. or stage oc-‘bullcta into Mel mm with fatal result death copied seven hours from ndon, the pas- cnxuin two days later. Deceased loiavea a sengcrs by the latter were only allowed ‘ wife, ormerl Miss J.;, '. A, T l fourteen pounds of luggage; waters met‘,ge118.,-11,e’ on); Kim. ay yr, of