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"am... . LADY AYLME CHAPTER Xlll. l l liOF-l! . By dint of hard travelling night and day l Dick accomplished his journey home from i . . . . . 4 India an fifteen daysâ€"a short time in Which; to traverse such a distance ; but oh, howf . . . i long ii. seemed to Dick's annous heart and . The fast P. and 0. feverish imagination l fell back aghast to see her lady-hip and my lord's but, Mr. Ayluier. “ You here,” sa;d Dick, in disgust. “ Not one wordâ€"at your peril." “ Mr. Aliymerâ€"my lady”â€"-â€"she began, when Lady Alyuier stopped her by a wave of her hand. " Go back to your kitchen, woman," she "id. COldly, " Dick, is there any other entrance to this house? No? Then look that door. We shall require that woman but seemed to be standing still, the pis- 3 later. probably.” sage through the Suez Canal was maddeno l ing, although they went straight through, which was as lucky as unusual. Then there was the seemingly endless delays in getting off the steamer and into the train at lirindisi, and when at last they were fairly off, the train seemed to crawl along no fasier than the boat. Yet. in spite of all this impatient and vexatious anxiety, Dick made an unusually quickjourney home, and in fifteen days from touching at Bom- bay, he found himself walking along the platform of the Victoria Station. It was hard on the time of Christmasâ€" erowds of people were hurrying to and fro, most of them with the busy and impatient look upon lliell' faces which even the dull- est persons generally assume atthe approach of the festive season. But Dick did not trouble himself much about them. He had very little luggage to impede him, all his heavy baggage having been left in the steamer to come by seaâ€"in fact, he had only his ordinary portmunleau and his hat- box, a couple of rugs and stick, all these he had with him in the carriage, so that he was almost the first passenger to get his luggage passed. “ Cab, sir ?” asked his porter. “ Yes, hansom," Dick answered. The man shouldered the portmanteau and went ed to the cab-rank, Dick follow- ing :but he was not destined to reach it without interruption, for as be ctossed the less crowded part of the platform, he heard an exclamation of surprise and found him- self face to face With Lady Alymer. “ Dick, Dick, is it you 2" she cried, star- ing at him. Dick put out his hands to her. “Yes Lady Alymer,” he said; I’ve come back. I’m in troubleâ€"horrid trouble.” “ My dear boy, how ?” she cried. Dick looked about him, he was anxious not'to waste a moment in getting to Palace Mansions. “ You are going away," he said, uneasily. “ I am keeping you. It is a long story, and I am anxious to get home to my Wife." “ Your wife, Dick l" cried Lady Alymer opening her eyes wider than ever. “Why -but there I won’t keep you. Come with me, I have the brougham here, I’ve been seeing Constance Seymour offâ€"she has been staying a few days with me. I will drive you where you like, the cab can bring your luggage.” "That is awfully good of you," said Dick. "I can tell you the whole story as we , go along. But first tell me where he is 2' “ My Lord? In town," with a signifi- cant nod. “There is somebody, and I don’t think he has been successful this time. Something is oing on, and his temper is fiendish, an I am afraid, my dear Dick, he will take your return bad- ly.’ "I don’t think, Lady Aylmor,” answered Dick steadily, “that he will find himself in a position to make any remarks on the subject. Then you don’t know what he is after just now 2” ' “ Not in the least. And I don’t choose to ask the servants. though I dare say they know all about it,” she answered. “ Then,” Dick said, “I will tell you. May I close the window? I feel the change of climate 8. little. Thanks. Well, Lady Aylmer, I have been married more than a year, and he saw my wife, andâ€" and did her the honor to admire her. He sent me out of the way to India, and look at this,” opening his pocketbook and showing her a scrap of newspaper. “ I have not heard from mv wife for more than three months, and then I found thisâ€"a a pitiful message from her to me. I have written, telegraphed, eaten my very heart out, and he has stopped all communi- cation between us. She is breaking her heart believing that I am false to herâ€"I who live only for her." “And when you meet my lordâ€"there Will be a reckoning 3" Lady Aylmer said, inquiringly. "Yes," answered Dick, grimly : “there I will be a reckoning, and I don’t think Lord { Aylmer will venture to question me about my return home." Lady Aylmer drew a long breath. “As to that, my dear boy, time will show. Lord Ayliner is very fertile in excuses and in audacity. He very possibly may coolly turn the tables on you, act the virtuous uncle, and pet the better of you. anything." “He cannot explain intercepted letters and telegrams," cried Dick. ' “Lord Aylmer is capable of explainingl anything,” Lady Aylmer answered with! conviction. l Be prepared for ' They very soon reached the road in which Palace Mansions may be found, and as the g broughaiii drew up at the entrance to the I building,Lady Aylmer uttered an exclama- tion of surprise. “My dear boy, you will catch him in the actâ€"that is our carriage. ” Tho servants were huddled up in furs over their gorgeous liverics,but Dick knew them instantly. They, too. recognized Lady Aylmer, and touched their hats. " Go straight in," she said. “ Which are the windows 3" “To the right of the door," Dick aus- wered. They were scarcely an instant, and Dick fl‘lt in his pocket. I took my latch~key by artllletll,” he whispered. ” I little, ' high: i would find it so useful." I've next moment he had opened thei do r, \vuen .‘imelia Harris, hearing him, Quite quickly out from the kitchen, and She pointed imperiously to the deer out of which Amelia had just come, and there was no choice but obedience. All this had passed in a whisper, and Lady Alymer said in the same 'tone to Dick, “ Which is the drawing-room 2" ” Thatâ€"the door is not closed." " Is there a screen 2” " Yes.” “ Push it open," she said. And even as Dick cautiously did so, they heard Lord Aylmer’s voice speaking to some one within. " But, Dorothy, my darling, my dear little love, do not refuse me ? Is there nothing I can do to propitiute you?" “ Nothing," Dorothy‘s sad, soft voice re- plied. “I wish you would go awayâ€"I have mistaken you all along. I thought you were so kind and good and fatherly ; but I see my mistake now. I suppose I ought to be angry wits you, only it seems ridiculous to be angry in that Way with an old gentleman like you.” “ I am not old, Dorothy. I should always be young if you cared for me," he replied. " Oh, I dare say,” answered Dorothy, in- differently ; “but I am married, and I am very miserable.” “ Let me make you happy ‘2” he urged. ” Could you give me the moon if I cried for it ?” she asked, with a soft scorn. “Do not talk nonescnse, Lord Ayliiier. Go home and try to realize that you have mistaken a good woman and a faithful Wife for something else ; and try to remem- ber, too, that if you persist in your useless attentions, you become my persecutor. “ I shall never give you up,” he cried. “No,” said Dorothy, weariiy, “because you cannotâ€"you cannot give up what you have never had. I am nothing, and have never been anything but a wish to you. I never shall beâ€"never,” with a sudden gust of passion. “Not if you stayed on your knees from now till crack of doom. " “ And you think I shall take this an- swer '2" he cried, furiously. “I am sure of it,” said Dorothy, quietly. “You cannot help yourself, I have no other to give 3 on.” “You think I will leave youâ€"to go dreaming on about the fellow who betray- ed you and deserted you, who has left you for months without sign or word, who never even told you his real name, who”â€" “Married me,” cried Dorothy, goaded into betraying her secret at last. I am Ili)ick_"s wifeâ€"l shall be Lady Aylmer some uy.‘ _ “Damnation i” cried the old savage in a fury. - “My boy is your heir, my lord,” she cried triumphantly, “so you see howlikely, how very likely the other arrangement is.” Then she broke down and began to cry piteously. Dick went a step further into the room. “Dorothy,” said the old lord, “I beg of you not to cry like that. I will do any- thing, everything to make you happy. I will settle five thousand a year on you,” at which Lady Ayluier spread out her hands expressively to Dick, for the old lord had “cried poor’ for many and many a year. “What l Still no '3 Dorothy,bc reasonable, think ! You have compromised yourself with meâ€"I have been here continuallyâ€"â€" my carriage stands at your door for hours. Dick will never come back, neverâ€"I know him so well ;and even if he did, he would never believe you against all the evidence which could be brought against you. Why, think of your position nowâ€"you are alone in the house with me, except for a woman who is my servantâ€"my tool. Your cousin has gone away for two days, your old scr~ vunt is away, too. At this moment you are absolutely at my mercy." " Oh no, no l” Dorothy cried, as if struggling against him. “ At my mercy,” went on the wicked, suecring voice, “ and I have no mercy”-â€"â€" “ Nor I l” thundered Dick, dashing the screen aside. lie had his uncle by the throat ere Dor- othy, in her surprise, could gasp out his name. “ You scoundrel ! you villain ! he cried, and shook him as a terrier shakes a rat, flinging him backward on to a lounge. “ My love i my sweetheart !” he cried, tenderly, turning to Dorothy. “I got your poor little pitfiil message at last. My poor little love dear little wife, there has bee nothing worse between us than that wicked old sinner there.” " Dick ! Dick 2" was all she could say. During this, Lord Aylme'r had very carefully and tenderly gathered himself together and got on to his feet, when he cautiously made his way in a blind sort of fashion toward the door. “ Not so quickly, my lord,” said a voice â€"one that he know well, “ you have to reckon with me, now. I want to know the meaning of the extraordinary proposals which you made just now to your nephew’s wife i if you can settle five thousand a year upon Mrs. Harris, you can settle it with equal ease upon Mrs. Aylmer, and if you wish to keep this morning’s surprise a secret, with all its pleasant little additons of evidence, suppressed letters, intercept- ed telegrams, lies and dishonor, that is the price which you will pay for the privi- le e." {She stood looking at him, a commanding inflenble, haughty presence, secure in her own rectitude and in her marriage settle- ments ; and for the first time in his life the savage old lord quailed before her. " Iâ€"lâ€"you've done me, all of you," he muttered indistinctly ; " that little jade the cleverest of all. But five thousand a year t " I’ll l e"â€"thcro was a long dread- ful silence; he caught at his throat with palsied fingers, started blindly round, and fell backward on the lounge again. Lady Ayiiner was the first to reach him. " Take your wife away, Dick. These fits are most distressing to see," she said. "Oh, 3 yes ; he has had them beforeâ€"often. Get me some brandy, and water; but keep your wife away ." She went to the win-low anal flung it open. "Charles," she called, “ tell Jones to so for the nearest doctor at once. and you come in here. Your lord is in a fit." “ Yes, my lady," said Charles ; then added to Barker, “ Old codger in a fit." I thought there’d be a pretty shineâ€"up be« tween my lady and Mrs. Harris, to say nothing of Grosmont road." “ Ah 3" said Barker, wisely ; “ it was time my lady know what was a-going on." Dr. Franklin was soon on the spot, but he only shook his head and said Lord Aylmer had better be got into bed at once. “ Very serious. We will try all remedies possible ; but I must tell you frankly it is a very grave case.” “ Yes, we understand," said Lady Ayl- mer, calmly. “ Perhaps for general satis- faction we had better send 03' for our own doctor; but you will stay and meet him, of course." "Certainly, Lady Aylmer. I shall be most happy to do so,” he replied. So Jones was sent off for Sir Fergus 'l‘if, fai y, and Lady Aylmer rang the bell which was answered by Amelia Harris who looked frightened out of her senses. “Oh, Dresser," said Lady Aylmer, speak- ing io her by her real name, “ I want you. Come here.“ “Yes, my lady.” “ I always knew that you were a thor- ougth unprincipled woman, said the lady, coldly, "but I did not think you would descend to stealing letters." “ My lady l” “ Not one word 1 Lord Aylmer, you see, has had a fit and they are going to get him into bed. If you value your liberty,” significantly, “ you will do What you can to make yourself useful." “ Yes, my lady," meekly, and with an awful fear knocking at her heart that, if she was lucky enough to keep out of prison, Lord Aylmer would die and she would never get a farthing of the money for which she had risked her libertyâ€"money by this time swollen to a thousand pounds. Truly, a more miserable woman than Amelia Dresser, otherwise Harris, did not live in London town that day. “ Dick,” said Lady Aylmer, walking into the little dining-room, while the doctor, Charles and Dresser were carrying the un- conscious old lord into Dorothy’s bed-room, “ your wife cannot in any case stop here. Oh ! is that the baby? What a love 1 But tell me, would it not be best for her to take the child to Belgrave square? I suppose you have a nurse, my dear 2” ‘ “ Oh, yes. Esther would make me havo a nurse.” Dorothy answered. “ Then just take what you are likely to want for the night and let the nurse pack up a few things for the child, and take her now, Dick. The carriage is still here. Tell them who she is, of course ; and see that they make her comfortable. It is bet- ter for her to be out of the way of this.” “ I would rather stop, Lady Aylmer," cried Dorothy. “ Don’t part me from Dick so soon, for he would have to come back here. I will stay in this room. I will keep quite out of the way, indeed I will.” “ Very wellâ€"very well,” said my lady, smiling. , She was very considerate and tender with Dorothy, yet her heart was heavy at the disclosures of the past hour. It was a ter- riole end even to an unhappy marriage, and Lady Aylmer, remember, had been married for love. Well, that exciting day dragged itself away. Dorothy would have Dick send 03 a telegram to Esther and Barbara, announc- ing his return home. For Barbara had recovered Very slowly from her accident, and having taken a chill which was follow- ed by an attack of bronchitis, had been peremptorin ordered off to Bournemouth, whither Esther had taken her. There was so much to tell Dick, so much for Dick to tell her, and they sat almost all the afternoon by the fire talking. And Lady Aylmer kept watch by the bed of him who had lived so wicked a life, and prayed with heart and soul for that mercy which he had never troubled to ask for himself, and could not ask, now that it was too late. For it was to late! Lord Aylmer never opened his eyes consciously on this world again ! For several hours he lay breathing hard, and unconscious of all the remedies applied to him, and of the means by which the doctors tried to arouse him from his stupor. All in vain ! The life which might have been a noble one, but which had been given over to all manner of evil, slipped away, and about 6 o’clock, while Dick and his wife were stillsitting by the fire talking l with the lights turned low, Lady Aylmer. came gently in. Dick knew in a moment from her manner what had happened. “Lady Aylmer, is itâ€"â€" And, in answer, Lady Alymer took Dorothy in her arms and kissed her. “My dear-3’” she said, “you are Lady Aylmer now . ‘ ['riii: mm] â€"â€"-â€"â€"-â€".â€"â€"â€"oâ€" A Tatooed Snake. The sailors of the Gulf of Mexico and the equatorial regions of the Atlantic Ocean amuse themselves, and also turn an occa- sional honest penny, by capturing both large and small snakes of the variety known as the lemon boa and covering their bodies with tattooed letters and designs. One of these living manuscripts was recently ex- hibited at Egyptian Hall, London, which. had the whole of the third chapter of Gen- esis and some pieces from Punch tatoosd upon his back in indelible letters of various colors. are annually disposed of at Rio de Janoiro. The buyers generally kill these snakes and either skin them or preserve the entire reptile in alcohol. Such specimens are highly prized by both European and North American collectors of curiosities. Energy of a Train. To-day the trains weighing 400 tons thunder by at 75 miles an hour and we hardly note their passage. We take their safety as a matter of course, and seldom think of the tremendous possibilities of destruction stored up in them. But 75 miles an hour is 110 feet a second, and the energy of 400 tons moving at that rate is nearly twice as great as that of a 2,000- pound shot fired from a lOO-ton Armstrong gun. This is the extreme weight and speed now reached in passenger service, and, indeed. is very rarely attained, and then but for short distances ; but 60 miles is a common speed, and a rate of 40 or 50 miles is attained daily on almost every railway in the country. -@W THE FARM. lSilnfli'l‘l‘lféifiҤ.£ii“dk‘.$323112 Bright Side of Farm Life There is a disposition in some quarters to look only at the dark side of farm life, forgetting there is hard work in almost any situation in life and that many 0f the or- dinary blessings enjoyed on the farm would be very much missed. Therefore, it is pleasant to read this tribute written by a lady correspondent : It seems almost impossible to think of anything on the farm but what is bright and beautiful. To me, farming seems the brightest, happiest and most healthful occupation of mankind. Who can help seeing brightness in fields of waving corn, with now and then a gleam from a golden pumpkin scattered through the field ; orin the billowy oceans of wheat and oats wait- in for the reaper’s sickle? There is not a fruit or vegetable grown but that has some beauty and brightness. Even the homely brown potato sends forth its rich foliage and beautiful waxen blossom. What flowers have we that would not look pale and faded beside the rich blossom of the pumpkin or squash? What can make blighter spots than heaps of red and golden apples, barrels of pink-checked peaches and uscious pears ? In all parts of the day from morning until evening there are some spots of brightness if we will but see them. \Vhat is more beautiful to the farmer, though he is weary from his day’slabor, than his herds of sleek cattle coming one by one into the barnyard for their food and drink ; the flocks of bloating sheep, and even the calls of the homely pigs and the cluok of the mother hen. All these remind him that in the cold winter months he will not want and his table will be bountifully supplied with the fruits of his summer labor. Who can find a place where the bright- ness and beauty of the spring are seen so abundantly as on a farm ‘2 What can be more beautiful than the broad, green past- ures dotted with cattle and sheep and the orchards with their loaded branches sending forth the richest of perfumes and promising abundant harvest ? With the summer comes the click of the busy mower and the smell of the new mown hay. I do not think that our city friends enjoy their rides in their shady parks as much as some of the farmers’ wives and daughters do on the horse rake or mowing machine. They may Well envy the farmer’s wife her gorgeous flower beds, running vines and beautiful shrubs; no farm is complete without them and nothing adds so much to its beauty. What a glorious picture the harvest time makes with all its grains and fruits, when everything seems to be dr-ssed in red and old. At last comes the winter, with its mantle of snow ; then what home can com- pare in brightness with that of the farmer’s with its gatherings and holiday feasts '3 Taking the life of the farmer from January to December, it would be impossible to find an occupation that would compare with it in beauty, freedom and brightness. The Swine Industry. Hogs are always good property if kept healthy, when ordinarily fat cattle sell at five dollars per hundred gross. Beef is like. 1y to be still higher within the next twelve months. With the advance in the bovine products pork is sure to be in sympathy. Not every month affords the desirable prices for swine,but scarcely three months go by in the average year in which the price for good fat hogs is not remuneraâ€" tive. Good quality of stock, in fact, the best to be obtained, is required for uniform success in meat production. Breeding and feeding, when conducted intelligently, are prime factors in good results. There is always a defect in the one or other or both, if good quality is not realized. ‘In machin- ery, often a single “nut” lacking renders powerless the whole effort of the craft and crew. With live stock asingle point lacking in the proper make-up of the sire in a herd, may mean the loss of all profit on shard for the season, and even more than this. Defective form in the pigs is, however, not a complete bar to average success if one is master of the fecder’s art. During the next six months the question of profit and loss hinges on feeding and management. Having secured all the seemingly important articles of food, without the important small quantity of flax seed products (or an equivalentâ€"difficult to name) the element of profit is liable to be lacking in the returns when the hogs are marketed. Without a factor to regulate and invigorate the digestion, waste often attends feeding without it. It is often true that simply a lack of pure clean water causes loss, varying in degree from loss of one animal to that of the plague and annihilation of a herd. Pure, clean Water for drinking, in the hog yams, into which the pigs, even cannot wallow, and which flows cool and fresh from spring or fountain, at atemperature which the animal relishes the soothing draught during the hot and dusty weather of a good share of the year, has value incalculable. There are half a dozen and more other Thousands of these tatooed snakes little (1’) things which are not to be omitted il a good profitable lot of pork is to be marketed. The Duck and the Ben. The question is repeatedly asked, “ which is the more profitable, the duck or the hen 2" in order to decide this matter, an enterprising poultryman made a test, The result is reported as follows : At a week old the duckling weighed four ounces, while the chick only reached two ounces. At two weeks old the duck- ling reached nine ounces, and the chick got up tofonr ounces. At three weeks duckling one pound; chick, six and a quarter ounces. At four weeks, duckling, one pound and nine ounces; chick, ten ounces. At five weeks, duckling. two pounds and two ounces; chick, fourteen ounces. At six weeks old, duckling, two pounds and eleven ounces; chick, one pound and two and a half ounces. At seven weeks old, duckling; three pounds and five ounces; chick, one pound and seven andahalf ounces. M eight weeks old. duckling, four pounds and eight ounces ; chick, twp pounds. So it can be seen that in the same time the weight of the chick was doubled by ; that of the duck. The prices for dressed .Ou'casses run very close to emh other, so ‘ that the increased price per pound makes me profits on the duck greater, although it takes about twice the amount of food to . grow them. GIANT WRESTLERS OF JAPAN. One of the Most luterostln: Sights or A Most lnteresllng Country. The wrestlers of Japan are a race almost distinct from the ordinary men of that country. The average Jap, judged by our standard of height, is a little man with a long body and short legs. The wrestlers are very much taller and heavier men, Frequently enough they stand over GIL, and they are inordinately fat,some of them turning the scale at 300 pounds. They difi‘er from the rest of the people again in the matter of food. They consume vast quanti- ties of beef and drink soup, beer, and other liquids by the gallon, while the remainder of their countrymen live on vegetables,rice, and fish. In features the) may be said to be identical with their fellow countrymen. though their heads are, with the greater size of their bodies, much larger and sug- gestive of live cannon balls. They wrestle ' almost stark naked,and the only hair to be seen on their bodies is that put up in the old Japanese style on the top of their heads. They shave their heads from the forehead to crown, leaving that over the ears and at the back to grow long, and tying it up on the top of the head in a queue like a door- knocker. A wrestling contest is one of the most interesting sights one of the most interest- ing countries of the globe. Conceive AN INORMOUS CIRCUS TENT spread out upon a network of bamboo poles, and capaoious enough to accommodate 10,000 people, some sitting on the ground, some in boxes, and some again on platforms built up 10ft. above the ground, all smok- ing small-bowled long-stemmed metal pipes, and all with tobacco-boxes in front of them, from which to replenish the pipes when empty. In the centre of this huge tent is a pavilion about 20ft. square, support-ed by four posts as thick as tele- graph poles. The pavilion is trimmed vnth red and the posts are wrapped with red cloth. Over the top is a canopy of blue. It has a raised foundation, perhaps two feet high, and a ring of rice bags runs around the floor, enclosing a circle of 12ft. in diameter, which is floored with black l earth. This is the wrestling ring. The giants struggle inside the rice-bags, and if one can throw the other over them or fling him to the earth,he is proclaimed the victor. In the ring,ii.gainet each of the red posts,sitt asober,dark~faced, heavy-browrd Japanese, dressed in a black kimono. These are the four judges, who decide in the event of a dispute against the decision of the umpire, , who stands in the centre of the ring, wearing the old brocade costume of the Daimyos. He screechea out his voice as though he had the colic, and was screaming with pain, but his shrill cries penetrate to every part of the circus. The wrestlers squat in groups on the floor, and round the ring, until their turn comes to enter the arena. Their dress consists simply of a band of blue silk four inches wide, which is tied at the back. It is interesting to see two or three champions approach each other, and to observe their conduct prior to closing. One represents the east and the other the west. First of all they step up to a couple of buckets of water which stand just inside the bags of rice, and take copious droughts. Next they fill their mouths and SQUIRT THE WATER INTO THE AIR, so that it falls back in spray on their own bodies. This is to make them brisk, anc‘ l they work themselves up into warmth and l rage by wiping the water off with pieces of paper. After this they stride around and show off their muscle, pound their chests, and slap their brawny thighs, while howls of encouragement go up from the throats of the onlookers. They conclude this panto- mime by raising their legs as high as their shouldersâ€"they are all-round athletes, and can do some surprising tricksâ€"and bring- ing their feet down on to the stage with a ‘ force that makes it tremble. 'l‘licy bow to l the umpire and the judges, and sent them- I selves in the centre of the ring, leaning forward,and resting their fists on the floor, while awaiting for the signal to begin business. When he sees them breathe together, the umpire gives the signal, and they spring like wild cats into one another’s arms. The yell that goes up from the people when one man has been flung over the rice bugs is something to be heard if one would have any notion of its quality. The vanquished one gathers himself u and walks away with his head down. he victor receives his gold em- broidered silk apron from the umpire. and goes off a proud man, with his seconds around him, and gives place to the next couple. Some of the contests last only a minute, some again are not decided in a quarter of an hour. The rules are very rigid, and any serious contravention dis- qualifies. The slightest inisniovcmcnt is noticed by the umpire, and is penalised There are no fewer than 48 differen . *hâ€"-â€"â€"' .._.... . . Famous Chestnut Trees. It is said that the largest chestnut tree known in the warld is at Mt. Etna, in Sic- ily, but one of the oldest and most remark. able trees in Great Britain is a chestnut at Torworth, the residence of the Earl of Dncie, near Bristol. In the reign of Stephen, who ascended the throne in 1135, it was, according to the Naturaliste’ Journal, deemed so rerharkable for its size that, as appears upon record, it Was well known as a signal boundary to the Manor of Tor- worth. It seems probable that this tree is 1,000 years old at least. It is still in very fair vigor, and last year produced a large crop of nuts. It measures nearly 50 feet in circumference ; the body is shortâ€"only about 10 feet in heightâ€"and it then diVides into three huge trunks, one of which meo- ures nearly 30 feet in girth. ..-.,-...~.»- g-.- ~A«;~M:,.’,Y.MUI skunks...“ .,,..,,..,, -.- - .p L...- 51"”