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.- M ,. ‘- ’fiW‘V'hev Aw on». ,- ., -. BY ERIE’E, WAVES ; TWO ATONEMEN‘I’S, ‘ BY FLOSS. CHAPTER I. After a long journey, and a dusty drive Doctor George Lansing, and his fair young bride were at last within the gates of his picturesque little home. “How beautiful it is," his wife murmured as they passed through the short avenue, dark with sha- dowy trees. He leaned forward, and taking her hand pressed it gentl and tenderly. “ Her lips trembled as s e smiled at him ‘Velcome home my darling, my wife ” be said “ I am glad you like your future home and never shall you have cause toregret the first time I welcomed you here.” “ Never while I have you to comfort me dear." She answered, smiling. He smiled also, as he kissed her lovely check. But in after years those words so confidingiy different feelings. There was not in all the Province, 0. love- lier home, than that to which Doctor Lan- sing brought his bride, in the little village of Bayfield, nestling upon the wave-washed shore of the beautiful Erie. ‘ It faced the lake though some distance intervened, and this space was a sweet, harmonious blending of lovely flowers. The cottage itself was picturesque in its quaint- ness; long and low, with large windows, many of which were entirely concealed by clinging vines, and blossoming foliage. “’ithin all was splendor, displaying the re- fined taste of the owner. Doctor Lansing was a man of wealth, and refinement. His father was Captain Lansing (of the barge Royal,) who, having died about a year previous, had left George, his lovely seaside home. He had one sister who mar- ried much against Captain Lansing’s Wishes, and in consequences of this he disowncd her, refusing to ever look upon her face again. Even in his worst sickness he would i not permit them to send for her, but in his . last hour, with eternity yawning before 2 l spoken, returned to them both with widely I be back in time to take you," and kissing his wife upon her snowy brow, Dr. Lansing passed out, and in another moment he pas- sed down the road in his buggy. For a few minutes Lilly sat gazing after the shapely form of him she so loved, and then as she was about to'leave the room she saw a little boy advancing . “ Be you Missis Lansing 2" he asked. ” Yes.” she said but even while she spoke he handed her a sealed envelope. “ A geiit down at the hotel told me to give it to you," he said and turning round ran off to the village again. Lilly stood gazing at the writin with paling cheeks and trembling limbs, an finally sank into a chair beside her. Opening the envelope she read the words inscribed upon the note therein, and lettin it fall from her trembling bands she cried a and in the bitterness of anguish. “ I knew it ! I knew it ! Oh my happiness may now be ended, terminated forever by the cruel interference of this heartless man. Why did I deceive him upon this one point in my bitter past. Oh I meant not to de- ceive him, but why, oh why, did I not tell him all 2” The note which threatened to wreck her fair young life was short and precise, only a few words, and yet, though she knew it not now, those words were her death-warning. It ran ; “ DEAR MADAnnâ€"Only yesterdayI learn- ed of your present happiness (never mind how.) I also learned that your haughty husband is not aware of your previous mar- riage. It rests with yourself whether he shall ever know. Awaiting our meeting at seven by the avenpe in the lawn,â€"-Thine Charles Carle- ton.’ After her first gush of anguish had pass- ed, 'Lilly again read the fatal note, and for a moment her eyes flashed scornfnlly, but as she sat gazing at the words her expres- him, bitter remorse filled his yielding heart, sion changed and she said. and with gasping breath he besought his son to assist her in her need. Shortly after Captain Lansin ’3 death his daughter was left a widow. er husband had died sud- denly, leaving her almost destitute, and with a little daughter about a year old. George at once went to his sister’s aid, and with the wealth at his disposal he procured her a beautiful home in the city, providing every necessity for the comfort of herself and child. ' After his father’s death George grew tired of the solitude surrounding his quiet home, and leaving the cottage in charge - of a trusted couple (who had been in his father’s services) he left his home and after a brief stay with his sister in Montreal, proceeded to visit the principal cities in Amercia. But one will tire of travelling as will as of solitude, and in a month’s time Doctor Lansing returned to Montreal where he in- tended making a short stay e’er he returned to settle inhis lonely childhood’s home. He wished his sister to return and stay with him but she preferred her cit-y home. About a month previous to the opening of our story, Doctor Lansing had met the sweet girl who eventually became his wife. Stroll- ing one day through the quiet little cemetry in the outskirts of the city, he perceived a young girl kneeling beside a new made grave in an agony of passionate weeping. How sad to see a mourner weep for those who are gone, sad because hopeless. Doctor Lansing approached the black-robed mourn- er and with words of sweetest comfort and cheer, he endeavored to soothe the lonely, i won, as all who met ' troubled heart. Being him were, by his kind sympathetic nature, she confided to him the story of her grief. Her name was Lilly Carleton. Some months previous she and her mother had come to Montreal from New York, where her father had died three years previously. Shortly after their arrival her mother had taken sick, and a week before she had been laid to rest in the lonely cemetery, leaving Lilly alone Without a Single flilefiirtoffifiegf i is up. but, jove ! how my lady braved it out! cheer her in her desolation. A Fragment. Down lowly we where angels tread. A whispered pr: or stole on the wind. And stirred the oweis o’er sleepin: dead “'ith xentlesway. A mother‘s tear was shining the Its radiance caught the flowerct's loom. And mingling With the scented air. Made silver balm. The Dead beneath, slept silent on, The Mother‘s prayer rew sweeter far, A Blessxng from the olden Shore > Came to her there. -â€"{B. Kelly. Hard Sleddin.’ Of a winger like this, when the snow on the me Will scarcely leave tracks where you‘re treadn', And the ox at the sled must be urged by the _ goad. While the “shoes" in the gravel squeak under the loud, Now Englandeis say it's hard sleddin.’ In the jostlc of life that we see every day The some future that hope one time painted so 883'. But incolors that fade and long left them to I Some folks struggle on. 'thongh now dreadin' say 0 , W'ith me, that life‘s mighty hard sleddin.’ For instance. Jones died. leavin' numerous His #333?sz meckly a treadin‘ The dull journey of life, and she sighs as she (To fogfitifii little months she now washes and That’s what seems to me like hard sledin’ Yes, she was a fine girl, and her father had wealth. (They made a displayat tho weddn)‘ But he soon lost his all, and poor Jones lost his > health. _ Then grim Death, on his rounds' in his heart- chilling stealth, Took him, lenvin' her but hard sleddln.’ one, And leave a crisp mantle a spreadin’ . , The long way from the rise to the set of life s sun, As with music of sleigh-bolls fine teams they spun, . It 'pcared they were havin’ fine sleddm,’ For myself I admit life has lost all its charm, And now forced to earn daily bread in farm, - (But, of court}, iuy grown children don‘t mean me no harm), I say life's been mighty hard sleddin.’ {whenever the fancy might take you. ;leaving Carleton stunned, and bewildered l “ I will see him anyway, and hear what he has to say.” ‘ As she spoke the clock on the mantle chimed seven, and throwing a shawl about her Lilly Lansing passed out into the gleam- ing, out to meet the destiny awaiting her. Two minutes later she was in the shadowy avenue, and, leaning against a tree, lesure- ly enjoying a cigar, she beheld Charles Carleton. “ Oh, ma belle,” he said, extending his hand. “ So you have come.” “Heartless, cruel man," She cried, stung by his cold greeting, and air of superior power, “ I will not touch your hand; tell me The old crooked grindstone, why you wish to see me to-uight.” ‘ The prbling 0111 gl‘indstonc. H You must be extremely dense dear I The old squeaking grindstone that hung by the lady! if you do not understand why I desired Shcd' . . _ this interview to-night. I told you in my Ab,many’s the llOlll‘IVG turncdit and grunt- note that 1 had discovered a. secret and as I Forighvas the millstonc that burdened me am out of funds I hope to get a supply by downi keeping said secret quiet. You are wealthy While nuts were to gather and squirrels to be now, you know, and can afford to pay me Thelggniydls always an ax or scythe to be something for ‘my lord. I hear has ex- ground, tremely high notions about 1‘011013 and 8:11 It never was oiled and was hard in the turn- that sort of thing." ing : . . “ l reuse of the elbows it needs" father “ I have done nothing dishonorable, how 0233?, dare you insinuate such a thing; you who . And the handle would often slip off without robbed your own poor brother, and cau=ed warning , ~ “ . . l t nnble me heels ox or head. 01‘» at least hastened his death.” A““ “film“ Y ‘ . The old dented grindstonc. “ ‘Let the dead and the beautiful rest ” That worn away grmdstono. be quoted. “ But you know you have de- It gathered no moss as it hung by the shed. ceiv ed Lansing in not telling him of your “This stone,” father said, .. like earth turns on former marriage.” its axes, . . . ' 7 . t ' ff ‘0." “ If I have deceived him I shall tell him ; I gllgfomilfigfgfl liligfohhfii‘iiitfiif’m 011;: or all now,” she exclaimed “ my sin is not so _ relaxog, great but that I can hope for foregivcuess, I am sure it would stop 'neatli those axes of â€"-[By John F. Stewart. The Ax-Oovered Grindstone. Though bright to my heart are some scenes in my lad-time Which fond recollection presents to my view, One ttliing lremcmbcr that brought me no glad- imc But lent to my childhood an indigo hue. How awful when sneaking away from my mother. As down to the crock with my tackle I fled, To hear father‘s voice, “ One good turn needs another; Come turn at the grindsfonc that hangs by the shed.” |Chorin' 'round in the cold in the old poor-house Cha " ~ ' - yours," . . . shalllfizxgldblzgild 1101322131 fl‘glil‘fli‘d 111131302: i The “110k: they were seen m the ox or the cat» . ‘ 0 l0 - . boastful threats, ou shall never have me in And father bore on till sweat uroppcd from y . . . . . your cruel power to Jeopardise my happiness 1 his head ; To- . If I’d pause to put water on then I would catch - - 't: night my husband Will know all.” And “ “latch the crank and keep on with the 1110- With a graceful gesture of her band, tion.” he said. Lillie Lansing turuel and walked away Oh, that; old shaky grindstonc, That slow-grinding grmdstonc. That hard-running grindstone that hung by the shed! Yes, dear to my heart are some scenes of my childhood. gazing after her. Finally recovering him- self with an effort, be muttered.” the game she told him, had been a major in the 15th Rumors and much to the surprise, and de- , light of both, it transpired that he, and E I I had never given her credit for so much _ spirit.” Lighting a fresh cigar, he strolled away arriving at the village in time to catch Captain Lansing had been the warmest friends, George remembered having fre- quently seen him at his house. Of course George would notallow the child I of his father's friend to want for anything and even then be sweet girl who had so much sorrow to bear. During the day’s that fol- ' lowed Doctor Lansing was Lilly's constant companion, together they explored the beautiful city, and finally amid the glorious splendour of its stately cathedrals, George told Lilly the story of his passionate love, ' and she with tears of gratitude and devotion in her sad, sweet eyes consented to become his wife. A month later they were married in the beautiful cathedral of Notre Dame, and now upon this bright day of their ar- . rival, Doctor Lansing‘s ha pincss was com~ pletc as his beautiful l)l‘ll.ll3 expressed her admiration ofevcrything. Thus began the wedded life of Doctor Lansing and his wife. Everything looked forward to a happy future, no cloud appeared to obscure the bright horizon of happiness that presented , itself to their view. But ah! behind that ; bright gleam of joyous sunshine there lurk~ : ed a dark, impenetrable gloom, a shadow! that was to darken the life of one, audi blot out forever the life of the other. 0h loved the sad,l the stage for the nearest station. (TO BE CONTINUED) Mahommedanism in Liverpool. Mr. Quilliam, of Liverpool, leader of the bioslem party in England, who last year had an audience of the Sultan in reference to providing for the wants of the Mahom- medans in this country, confirms the report thut Moslems in Burmah, British India, and other large centres are aiding the Liver- pool Mahommedans by sucscribing to the proposed building of a religious edifice to supersede the temporary mosque in Liver- pool. It is also intended to build in Liver- pool a moslcm college, to be under the im- mediate superintcnence of the officers of the congregation, and having for the princi- pal Professor Karl Falkner, of the Universi- ties ot Basic and Zurich. It is pointed out that many Malicmmedans in Turkey, India. Syria, Egypt, and the British colonies on the W'cst Coast of Africa desire to give their children a mad education, but hesitate to send them to ’nropc lest they should be influenced in their religious views. The college will adjoin the new mosque, and re- ligions exercises will form part of the pro- gramme. It is also intended to purchase for some power to penetrate the future, land fora Moslem cemetery in Liverpool. some sight to see through the present happi~ neas into the sorrow beyond. Charmâ€"a II. Two years have glided over the quiet little village on Lake Erie, years of happiness to Doctor Lansing and his wife, but alas; the :hpldtw of son‘ovv‘aud gloom was soon to a . It was in the beautiful autumn and Lilly sat in the drawing-room gazing out at the glorious reflection of the setting sun as its last rays ferried to caress the mirror-like surface of the Lake below Doctor Lansing came in and said. ‘-‘ Would you like to go for a ride, dear, I am going out ”in the country to see a patient." . "Iwould indeed enjoy the drive,” she answered. “ but I think I should mg awhile to be in readiness for Mrs. Talbot}; psi-iv. It comes off this evening at eight you know." " Ah, yes, I had forgotten the party You should rest by all moans. I'll “The Lord Is My Shepherd." PSALM xxm. “ The Lord is My Shepherd " forever; No good from my soul shall he keep. He lead»; me in greenest of pasture. By waters in stillness that sleep. It! ' footstep: from sin and from sorrow n paths that are righteous he leads. “ My soul he rcstorcth to gladness ;" His mercy divine ever pleads. And. " You did I walk thro' the valley" “ The valley of the shadow of death." M soul for no evil shall tremble: .{ly spirit shall breathe of thy breath. ”Thy rod and thy stall they shall com fort: Thy table before me lies 9 read: “ lily cup runneth cyer wit ladness; With oil then anomtest my cad." “0 surely.shall goodness and mere Bless inc all the on ‘s of my life: And I in the house 0 my Shepherd uwell free from all sorrow and strife. Kuwick. ms. â€"[J. E. Pollock. The orchard, the cider, the neighbor’s peach trees _ The school-hours I pleasantly passed in the wildwood. And the honey Istolc unbcknownst to the been But thatacirculnr horror, whose motion was rotary To-day makes my anger all fly to my head. And I'm willing to go and make oath to the notary That I \gas ground dull by that stone by the she â€" I 'l‘hatlop-sidcd grind-stone, That old hated grindstonc. That confounded grindstonc that hung by the shed. Northern Winter. ovcs Gay cfilorcd leaves had fluttered softly down, And the old oak, forlorn of summer a love, 'l‘o earth had gently cast his sylvnn crown. Then there were portcnls in t 1c sky, on earth. Of winter's imminent reign and boxstcrous mirth. l Some morn on rising would be seen . A change mo-xt subtle in the brooding heavens, ' A dreamy softness. as of hovering Wings, l And sounds all coming soft. and low, and even, But soon Old “'inter id unveil his face, . Throw his broad mantle o‘er the resting earth, And. glorying in his robes of purest white, , Bic’ fairy elves of snow and frost to work. I The incrrv chime of bells rang on the air, l As borne by horses that were fleet and strong. 5 On pleasure bent. or toll With little care, i Swiftly the hardy travelers sped alon : " That was the season when old friends c. id meet, And round the ample firc's cheerful blaze, Did each the other with unfeigned pleasure greet And call up scenes of by-gonc happy days. Full see c there was for story. song. anl dance In thoscplong nights when pleasure hold full swa , And whislpers fond of love, and stolen lance, Made hours, as moments brief, gli c swift away. ' Long lasted blufl' old Winter 5 reign. By S0310 weak ones called dismal. lens and rear, But. 'udged by sports of glittering. icy plain, And ndred Joys, tho dearest of the year. And when at last the days of winter done, And violets 'gan to peep in budding woods, And the deep rivers. freed b glowing sun, Down to the mighty lakes di pour their floods. There was a freshness in the balmy air, , . As change complete from death to glomng life. And birds. and flowers. and all seemed won- drous fair. . Radiant at such stvcct ending of the strife. -â€"{William G. Reynolds. W The English soldiers in the Soudan were supplied with St. Jacobs Oil. When ”mid the silt cry pillarcd aisles of bcechen ' for the Christians. But I've known silver snow fall for many l mosses masons: m Population «the Ancient cityâ€"Cu. toms of the People- “ The conservative estimate of the po n' lation of J erusaleni," says ex-Consul il‘ man, who has just returned, to a Detroit Free Press reporter. “is about 50,000, of whom one-half are Jews and the remainder Moslems and Christians, the former being in the majority. It is impossible to esti- mate the number, however, as the gathering of statistics is made unlawful by the koran, the Mohammedan bible. A copy of that book is very hard to obtain, and anything published concerning it that falls into the hands of the Turkish governmentis immedi- ately destroyed. “ The English Missionary society still ex- ists in Jerusalem, but makes no Moslem con- verts, owing to the fact, in great measure, that a converted Moslem is at once driven out of the country by the natives. Indeed, I am better‘satisfied that they remain as they are, for, as a general rule, a proselyted Christian who has to renounce the koran usually loses his best characteristics and goes to the bad. " There are practically three Sabbaths in J erusalemâ€"Friday, the Moslem day of wor- ship, Saturday for the Jews, and Sunday Practically there is no Sabbath, for business goes on uninterrupted~ ly every day in the week. “ J erusalem is growingâ€"toward the north- westâ€"just as was predicted by the prophets Jeremiah and Zachariah. The city is sur- rounded by a wall and to accommodate this increase in growth a new gate has been our. through. The old gates were made in the shape of the letter L, probably to prevent the easy entrance by enemies, but the new gate was out directly through. It is situa- ted near the old tower of Goliath. “ The Americans have a colony by them- selves, and are very popular with the high m..-“ is a constitutional and not a local disease and therefore it cannot be cured. ‘1' local applications. It requires a consumtloiw remedy like Hood‘s Sarsaparllla, which working through the blood, effects a perms» nent cure of catarrh by eradicating the int. purity which causes and promotes the disease. Thousands of people testify to the success of Hood‘s Sarsaparilla as. a remedy for cahirrli when other preparations hadfalled. Hood's Salsaparllla also builds up the whole system, and makes you feel renewed in health. . Hood’s ‘ S ' 5 "ll Sold by all druggists. :1; six for $3. Preprred onl, by C. I. “001) e co..Apothecartes, Lowell, Mass :00 Doses One Dollar Buried Alive. A tele gram to Dalziel’s agency from Peri states that the Petit Parisien hears from Rouen of a most extraordinary occurrence at the village of Notrc Dame dc Boudeville, where a man named Tougard has been buried alive. For a long time past Tougard had suffered from paralysis, and on Monday morning he was believed to have died. The ,doctor who was sent for, after examining ' him, gave a certificate of death. The burial 5 took place on the following day. Whilst 3 the grave was being filled up the gravedigger A thought he heard some groans,and imformed one of the municipal council, who, in pres~ ence of more than 50 people. had the earth l thrown out again. The coffin was found to caste Turks, who visit them in large num- ; to be broken open, and it was evident that bers. Probably one reason for this is the g the unfortunate man had made gigantic fact that the American ladies are not hid- efforts to force his way out before he became den from their sight, as are their women. lexhausted. and finally succumbed to suffo- To see and talk to an unveiled American l cation. His face showed that he had gone woman charms them. Some years ago a [through fearful suffering. His hands were number of Americans, mostly from Chicago, jclenched, and the skin was rubbed off in went to live in Jerusalem, believing they - several places. It appears that he was in a were to see Christ on earth. Their belief is state of coma when supposed to be dead. shattered by this time, I think, for five of them have died. The visitor to this coun- try must be exceptionally well read. There is so much to see that a man must be well versed, especially in bible history, to ads. quatcly comprehend it all. The foreign re- sident consuls have the best opportunities for seeing and learning everything there that the customs allow them to see, A consul is looked upon as a. sort of prince, has the entre to the highest places, and is heralded when he comes and goes. “ Society is unlike our own. Caste is rigidly the rule. The highest class is com- posed of effendis, pachas and the oldest fam- ilies, and the scale graduates down to the peasant. There is no color line there, the negro being - given equal privileges with themselves, and for that one thing the Mos- lcm laughs at the American. “ In dress the natives have not changed since the time of Abraham. Their methods of pursuing agriculture are the same also. The primitive wooden plow is still used, and this they guide with one hand, while with the other they hold the reins, thus literally following out the words in scripture. The soil is naturally fertile, and with more rain or some method of irrigation "could be made to yield bountifully. The land is very rocky also, and the fertile soil exists only in patches.” An American Monte Carlo. A statement comes from Chicago that a company has been formed with $10,000,000 capital to establish and carry on a great gambling establishment on asmall island in the Pacific. Most of the stock is said to have been subscribed in New York ; but Mr. Gardner S. Chapin, a business man of Chicago is also interested, and has made the following remarks in the course of an inter- view :â€"â€"-“ Just as soon as the company can get the island preparations for fitting it up Will begin. You see there are international differences about this island. It lies about 30 miles off Santa Barbara, in the Pacific. Between it and the mainland is the island = The authorities have opened an inquest. Lost by waiting- Solomons, Sr.â€"“ Vcll, Ikey, haf youpro- i pose to Miss Goldstein yet? Telays vas 5 dangerous.” Solomons, Jr. --“ Mein heart vas prokcn : alretty. I haf not to courage to speak till 1 last night, andher faddcr haf just made an i assignment, so she vas too far apove me for- ever.”â€" . yleup9 ’ Here is something from Mr.Frank 5 h. Hale, proprietor of the De Witt ;House, Lewiston, and the Tontine ! Hotel, Brunswick, Me. Hotel men l meet the world as it comes and goes, land are not slow in sizing people and things up for what they are worth. He says that he has lost a father and several brothers and sis- ters from Pulmonary Consumption, and is himself frequently troubled with colds, and he often coughs enough . to make him sick at Consumptionhis stomach. When- ever he has taken a cold of this kind he uses Boschee’s German Syrup, and it cures him every time. Here is a man who knows the full danger of lung trou- bles, and would therefore be most Hereditary of Vera Cruz. The island the company has l particular as to the medicine he used. inviewâ€"I forget its Mexican nameâ€"is about i What is his opinion? Listen 1 “ I four miles long and two miles Wide. Both - l the United States and Mexico claim it. use nOthmg but BOSChee 5 German \Vhen the idea first originated it was thought that Mexico had perfect control over it, and negotiations were opened to lease it. Mexico did not hesitate to lease the land for that purpose, but our Govern- ment did, and the scheme was hindered by the United States pressing its claim of own- ership. \Ve have a. lawyer working on the case at Washington, and I heard the other day that he had everything fixed. When we secure the use of the island it will be fit- ted up with hotels and palaces for gambling in the finest style. It will be the Monte Carlo of the United States. A line of of steamers will be put on to ply between the island and California ports. The idea took form when the talk began cf abolish- ing the European Monte Carlo. People will gamble, and no doubt there is big money in this enterprise. Santa Barbara has a new railway, which brings San Franciscoâ€"400 miles awayâ€"within a ten hours ride. At Santa Barbara the Southern Pacific Rail- way Company is to build a million dollar . her throat in the open street. lon being arrested. treated the matter with Syrup, and have advised, I presume, more than a hundred different per- sons to take it. They agree with me that it is the best cough syrup in the market.” (9 Terrible Murder Case. A terrible murder case, illustrating one of ,the worst phases of lower Paris life, came before the Seine Assizo Court on Tuesday. , A Russian, named Dogmatchof,’ who for the , last six years has lived upon the earning of ; an unfortunate woman, named Demothe, ; was abandoned by the latter at the begin- ? ning of September last. A few days after- ; wards the abandoned scoundrcl met Demo- 1 the in a wine shop in the Rue Saint Jacques. lAfter the Woman had paid for a drink she 9 ran away, pursued by Dogmatchof, who cut ‘ The assassin, the greatest levity. merely remarking that “0‘91 near H098 Ranch. It is a great entcr- l it was the result of his former mistress cross~ prise, and will help Southern California’s uture immensely. ” The jeweler has drills so small that they can bore a hole only one-thousandth of an inch in diameter through a precious stone. A leap year fancy is a scarf-pin in the form of an interrogation point. It is de- signed for young ladies to present to eligible gentlemen friends. ing his path. Dogmatchof was ably defend- ed by Maitrc Albert Vannois, but was con- demned to death. 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