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' “ Yofi had better take a groom with you, I’hy!§§s." mayo my husband_._ahog_t_ly._ Blanche Going raises her head and regards him fixedly. In the velvet soft- ness of her dark eyes shines tor an instant anexpression that is hell reproach,halt passionate anger; only for an instant; then turning her glance on me. she meets my gaze full. and sneere unmistakably. I feel radiant, triumphant. At least I have it in_my power to give her sting {or sting. .. “ Nevertheless. I think you had better have a groom. Those ponies are generally skittish after an idleness. I shall tell Mark): ham to moompany you." " I fully agree with you." answer I, equitably ; though Sir Mark and I are above uigering epyfihipg idle." “ I shall be most happy, Mrs. Csrrington, if you will accept me as our escort," ssys Sir Mark. instantly. as cash desirous of being the first so offer _his Inst-vices. H In my opinion grooms are a mistake in a small carriage," murmurs Lady Blanohe. addressing the table generally. " There is something nnpleaeant in she fact that they are close behind one’s back ready to hear and repeat every idle word one may chance to inner." Her smile as she says this is innoeenoe itself. Just then the door opens to admit Bebe, huh and gay as usual. Positively we have all lorgothn Bebe. " Domainsâ€"no Me I" says she. longh- ing. H You, Mormndnko. I know u is now- 9“, ghookin‘g. Dop’t gay: wo_rd. gear; your " Pray do not give yourself the trouble," I reply. obeunetely; " I shall not need bun. You do no‘ “link there in any cause for ton-.69 m» Sir Ma???" _ i330 {I b vofilmo in Mali. Goéd-moi'éxvdé. "Oh; no "han'k you. It will' be quite unnecessary. Sir Mark. I know. in as good a two or three grooms in a one of emer- gono_y_." Mani-«like fiéwne and the conversation ends. “Thank you." I say to Sir Mark, wilh ebeeming emile. “ I shall feel quue safe and happy in my mind with you. Ae been I believe I am a. coward. so feel it pleasant. to know there will be help at hand I! the ponies prove yefraotory." Meontime. the others have been eagerly discussing their plane. Sir George Aehuret hoe obtuiued a promise from Dore to take the neat beside him in his dog-cart. Har- riet has decided on the open carriage. and declares her intention of calling and taking up momma. Lord Chaudoe alone had no hurt in the dieoueeion. “ I shall take the pbmton and ponies," say I, quietly. “ They have not been out for two da ya. and isy will do them good. Exexoise' m yeha only thing that keeps uhem an order." “ Without doubt ; but then I have set my heart on driving my ponies. They are my hobby at present , so you must excuse my bed taste it I any I prefer being With them to even the good company you mention. That is, if I can get any one to come and take one of me. " " I think hot. I think I am a match for your ponies at any moment," return he, amnljng. “ Nonsense,“ eaye ’Duke. “ I! you don't come wnlingly we shall carry you. So you may as Well make up your mind to visit the Deacon." “ 0h, nonsense, Phyllis! you will find it much pleasant” with Blanche and the rest A. In: " “ Then you and Blanche eon keep each other company on the coach, Phyllis, and my one else that likes. Thornton shall have the horn; it is about the one instru- ment on which he can perform with muted success." “Just 50.” uolaime Sir George, who would have thought Jericho a very conve- nient was had Data so named it. “ We have another Wishing Well somewhere in the geisaborhoqd L“?! :ane '1': “ Th; Deacon's Well," says Sir Mark. “is only seven miles from this. Would that he go gar,» Lady Handoopk ?"‘ “ I aha“ be quite unhappyi! you make me the disturbs: of the peace,” says Har- riet, in comic despair. “ Let me stay at home; I shall do very well; and at present I feel ashamed of myajltg' “ And it. us really the prettier well of the two,” says Blanche, gracefully. as she sees her pause fall to gheigroupd. “ Chippendale. you almost make me I lent," says Harriet,smiling. "But"â€"in a piteons tone aside to meâ€"" do not compel me to no. It is twelve miles there. and twelve miles back, it it is a yard; just think of that. My poor back would not stand it. Jung shall go and represent me.” “Thai’a a fact, Lady Handoook,” puts in Ollipp. haagfijlv. “ Why nof change 'the place, and name 3 spot nearer home 7" says Dora, quiexly. D019 alwayafioeajhe cox-1301i thing. Author 0! ”Molly Buwn,’ “The Baby." “Airy Fairy Linen." eto . etc. L“ Indeed. arriet, you shall not." cry I. impetnouely. “ We would all be miserable withggn you." houhds, And Love. the guest of the humble cat. the never yet crossed the castle bounds. Tls the same old stowâ€"not wealth nor fame. Nor rank all luwlier meu above. Nor a )edlgree -ong. not a Iordly air. Cu: uy the blessing that comes with Love. ’merg” '"' ‘ """"""""" ‘ Opened a lifetime 0! perfect bllu. - ll. 0 a 8i: Geof‘gc goes out on the niece lawn And was on the terrace mucus Clare. With her maid. and her pus. and her silken â€"â€"_ _-_ r-.. ___ _-- robes: V' Innguid uud {noble and proud and hit. In t melons w. . with a. courtly how. He asks my I {to be his witoâ€" Bl- til 19 against or notes broad; And that is the first 01 a oheerlosa life. The robin is singing by Barry's cot. Wherq Dolly is cooking the evening meal: And their love in long. and their lovo 18 toud, And their honest. hearts are as true as steel. Dolly, the mllkmeld. eeTne down the lane, And Bury. the shepheul. oeme over the green Ani tlhey met right there by the hewthorue NRO And that in the way thet St came to pen. Their hendI met over the hewthorue hedge. Their lipe met there in A true love’u knee ; And the pmmite that pained between them AL fl, , Iv hag weeps iu hercutle grand Em: ‘ir_(ieorgo is out with his horse and PHYLLIS. Penn: and Peer. BY I!!! DUOHIBS. " She is the lush person I would choose as s confidante on this occasion. The sym- pathy she would accord me would be very scanrgy.”_ _ _ _ _ -_ “ Oh. how unjust I Have I proved myself so utterly heartless ? And In sympathy so very usedtul In your easeâ€"Is it a hopeless one ?" " Quite so." " Poor Bnr Mark! ' If she be not fair to me. what care 1 how fare she be ?’ Is a very good motto; why not adopt it, endâ€"love again ? I have heard there Is nothing easier." " Would you find it easy ?" " I don't know. havmg never tried. But If the love is to be unhappy. I wonder people ever let themselves (all into the " You speak as if you yourself were free from the gentle passion." says Sir Mark. with s searching look. under which I color and feel aomowhfl oontuaed. ” We Were talking of second lovers." I ny.’huniodly. " One hours of them. I was " I never anticipate evil.” return I. lightly. “ Surely it is bad enough when it comes, without adding to it by being miser- able beforehand. Why. how doletul you look i What is it? You remind me of some youthful swam in love for the first time In his lite." "Perhaps I am." “ In love ? How amusing I With whom, then? Bebe? Dora? Or some person or persons unknown ? Come, surely you may confide with all safety in your hoeteea." snaio." " Only things? You are unfortunate. When 1 go in (or that useless sort of wish- ing, it is for peopleâ€"not thingsâ€"I Would have removed. Were I you, Mrs. Cari-ing- ton. I believe I should live in a. perpetual state of terror. waiting for some blow to crush such excessive happiness. You know one cannot be prosperous for ever.” “ For me? Yes, indeed. When first you knew me I Wee the moat insignificant person among us at. home, and now I think I have all I We: wished tor.” Sir Mark smiles. “ I never heard any one say that before. Of what use Will the Deacon's Well be to you ? Do you mean to tell me you have no wiahfllelp uugmsifleq ?" “ Well, perhaps there are a few things I would wxllingly put out of my way," I reply, with stains recurrence in my own [mug to Lady Blanoge Gomg. “ That would be the nearest road fio Oar- eton, supposing we had eserbed from Sum- mon-lees," I say presently. no we come to one particular turn. “ Oh, how often, long ago. I used to travel it! What years and years and years seem to have gone by since last spring! What changes have occurred! and yen in reelny only a tow short months hechpeeeedQ' “ Let me have the reins," exolsims Sir Mark, eagerly; “ you will be exhausted If you try to hold those frettul creatures for the next six miles. You are hardly strong enough tor the task." And. with a gesture that_is almoet_reliet,liresign to him my seat. The an- is fresh and soft, the speed. to any the least of 1t,snlivening. and for a. mile or so I know thorough enjoyment; then my arms_begih to (3mg. __ .. “ How; shay do Eu" 1" I say, with a petu- lant_mgh. The pretty animals in question toes their heads, knowingly. then lower them. and finally start away down the avenue, round the corner, pass the beaches, and out into the open road_. ' " All :1 ght. Markham," says my com panion, guyly , " I will see your mistress does non Innate them to madness." “ I thotht it safer 1;?) let the other homes ge_t_a bit 9!_ a start fitpt, mg’am," _he saga. 7' You might spare thé Whlp to-day, I‘m thinking; nhey’re that fresh as it will give you 99011ng to (19 to_ hold fgm.” " I will tell you that when we return,” rappers he, pqawering héy amile._ Not until the others have well departed does Markham bring round the ponies, and as he puts the reins into my hands he utters a gentle warning._ “Willyou'find the task tobarduous ‘1” she asks, misohievously, for once losing sigh! of___her__ooldnea§. _ " It will be Chandoe' fault it you do." declares Sir George. “ Do you hear Chan; dos? You will have to keep your eyes open. and be careful every time we come to a corner." Bebe colors again, and glances at Lord Chandos, who by a curious oonnoidenca she finds glancing at _her. Thqir eyes quiet. _ “ Embarraa des richcsses I" cries Bebe, laughing. putting up her hands to cover her ears. " Not for all the world, Miss, Ver- non. Thsnk you very much, all the some. Did you think I was in earnest ? It the truth be told, I like nothing better then the back seat on anything. it the horses be test. There is something delicious, almost sense- tionsl, in finding ourselves flying through the air without seeing what is taking one. I only hope I shsn’t tell otf."_ Dore comes forward gracefully. " Take mine." she says. in spine of a. reproachtul glance from Sir George. “I don’t in the least mind where 1 sin." “Miss Baamun, have my place." says Thornton, eagerly. “ I dare say Miss Haas- lnga will gas on withouu me, even it she comes ; and Powell can blow Ihp norn_._’_’ _ verybody. Phyllis. you don't look formid- able. I uholl hue my chair nest you." The men tine and somebody gets her a soot. “ Bebe. we forgot you." cry I, oontritely. “ Wpero sha|_I__we put y_9u_ now ‘I" " I would give you the front seat," eeye goodmetured George. “ but I fear those very tiny little hands would never be able (or the ribbons ; and 1 have given the other to Miss Vernon." "rfio, no.5 :b'oii our dr‘iJo to the Wishing Well. I menu. We have been just arrang- mg gverytbing. and somehow you got left I"VI have still two seats at the back of my my in says Ashurst; will you accept one, hf“! Bealoun? And Chanda: can have she other." __ _ _ - '7' Put me ?" . Says Bebe. regarding her ohaifiri " Why, here 1 spppoge. .'f_ me,l,:,, ,_ The faintest possible tinge of color rises to Bebe'e cheek. “ A back eeetl Oh. Sir George, is that all on Jan ofi‘er me? I was never so ineu ted in my life. In 18 positively unlnnd. Marmaduke. why did nosy on look after my mtegegte go my abeenoe?’ 1 n ,A H l dou' Ii know how It happened. First 00mg. first poryed. I aupppmh" .“I otit.” "'TT'bEVdfiliifidééi ,0“?! all. 'Duko. you are ungenerous. or else in a bad temper; which? However. I forgive; you." “ flippy changes, I hope, Mrs Carriag- “ Neither can I." My treacherous spirits are again ascending. “ Let me describe her to you us at this moment I think I can almost. see her. Booted in o bower. enshrined in roses and honeysuckles, with her head folded IIetlessly upon her lop, and her lune dreamy block eyee (I om sure her eyes ere block) filled with repenlene tests. she ie new remebering with whee cruel cold- ”Now. Dora oau taint to perfection." I goon. finding immenseenjoyment in my sub- ject. “ If she is vexed or troubled in any way, or hears thunder.ehe can go off grace- fully into the arms of whoever happens to be nearest to her at the time. She never fails; itis indeed wonderful how accurately she can measure distance. even at the last moment. While as for me. I do believe it I were scolded until nothing more was left to be said. or if it thundered and lightened from this to to-morrow. it would not have the effect of removing my senses. At least up to this I have found it so. For the iuture I shall be less certain. But how silent you are. and how cross you look i Still thinking of the obdurate fair one ‘2" ” 0t herâ€"and many other things." “ Well, perhaps she too is thinking of you.’ " I can imagine nothing more probable," With a grim smile. “ Whats lovely picture I" laughing volun- tarnly. “ Well, console yourself; you have seen what nobody else ever sawâ€"Phyllis Carrington fainting. I had no idea I had it in me. I really think I must be growing delicate or week-minded.” In ailenoo Sir Mark gathers up the rains, and gnoe gore the pqniea start fqrwgud. " But why, If, 35 you say, there was no danger ‘2" “ There are worse things than runaway poniesâ€"your fainting, (or instance. I thought you were neVer going to open your eyes again. you looked so horribly white and coldâ€"so like death." " Never mind apologies." I say, laughing’ “ ee we are sale. I never remember being so terrified in my life. not even when my eteed nearly deposited me in the middle of the High street in Oereton. And you," I oon~ tinue. in e hell-emueed tone, peering at him from under my hatâ€"" you were frightened. too ? Confess it." “ I was." returned he. carefully evading my gaze. A “ Yes; it was all my fault. I quite tor- got Markham'a caution. I have so apolo- gizexery aingegely fpr myntgiatakg." _ _ I'do {a I am b-ld. and presently, feeling better. raise myself and look around for aymptomeot a smash._ ' " What have shay done ‘2" I ask with a ahquer3 _ “ Eavejhey " " Nothing.” replies he, with s laugh that is rather forced. “ It was s more bolt. If you had not fainted you would have known It was all over in 3 few minutes." "I: was the whip." 1 whisper. still nervous. “ Take it," urgee he. in a low, trembling tone; " wh ‘her you like it or not, it will do‘ygu gag . Tgyito swellow some." When my senses return to me. I find I am still in the carriage. The ponies are also to be eeen, motionless in their places, except for the trembling that oonvuleee their homes, while a. fierce snort, every now and then, and tiny flecks of foam that fly hither and thither and mingle with those already to be seen upon their backs and harness. betray their late irritation. But we‘are gate. apparently. quite safe. 8n- Mark'e arm is supponing me. while with his other hand he holds something to my lips. It is that detestable thing called hrsn_dx. and _I turn iny head snide. There is an almost savage ring in his tone. He holds me fast and forces me down in my seat. I struggle with all my strenglh for a moment or uwo to tree myself from his sarong grasp. and than a coldness covers me. and I faint. As I realize the situation, I grow mad with (right. Losing all sense of self-control. I rise from my seat and prepare to throw myself out of the phaeton. Surely the herd and stony road must be preferable to this reckless, deadly flight. Seeing my intention, Sir Mark rises also. “ Phyllis, are you mad ‘2" cries he, flinging his arms round me. “ Your only chance is to remain quiet; Phyllis, be seguibles Sit down when I desire you." Instantly, almost as the lash touches their glossy skins, they resent the insult. The carriage receives a violent shock. They fling themselves backwards on their hsunches, and in another moment are flying Wilt“! on, regardless of blt or curb or rain. V .'. Certainly not." replies he with inoreu. ing gloom. and brings the whip down sharply 8.05033 the poniee' bucks. “ I am not. I am talking quite rationally. I firmly believe we all make halt our own grievances." “ And what becomes of the other half ?" “ Let us leave the ant-jean," I say peiu- lantly. ignoring my inabiliny toanewer him. “ You are dull and proay. It you insist on being a martyr, be one. but do not insist also on my following in your footsteps. Because you choose to imagine yonreell unhappy, is no reason why I should not. be gsy-Z___ " Whafi a child you are 3" says he. almosfi pityjngly. “No; buiiu is bad tor Bhose who come Mtgg’ I reply with} deep @ejogtion. me. of his old intunuion 'tor his cousin Blanche? Was it more than intatnnmon. a passing fancy ? Wu u. an honest. lasting attachment? And have 1 secured but the med. worn-out remnant of a once strong pagglon ? “ But once '2 In is not enough? Would you oondenm any one to eufier the restless misery, the unsatisfied longing. second time ‘2” respond; he moodin. advising you to turn your “tontion tint way: .805er is woqld _bo pqaglblq.’: , "“1 don't Soliove in in.“ [out to me i3 would be Impossible." replies Sir Mark. in u 19w wue, .uud_ lileuoq tang upqnpo. Once again I am in the' ball-room at Strangemure, listening to B title of early love. 13 Sir Mark thinking of Mumuduke now, I’vqoudgg. apt} the story he then wld . My ohangeful spirits, so prone to rise, so easy to dash to earth. again forsake me. Disoonteuted and uuaenun, I am with lowered lids end lrettul. puckered brow._ “ Do you. than. think}; man can love but once In his lite ?” I (owe myself to ask. though with open} hesitation. g} Mardaduka turns. and 'ragards me no Mahdi] and gravely. am as length. in ap‘ipg‘p myaqlf. my_ eyes _nubmit angudrop. u" Then I certainly shall and tomorrow. mo“ probably. I will no‘ he ordered about en‘s-bong!) .1 yore u more beby." "'PhylliB, hdw 'ohu'ngod you fire!" ”is ho. presently. in a low tone. " When fin. [knew youâ€"oven two months ugoâ€"yon Well. keep them if you insist upon it; but certainly you shall never drive them ““21“ - “ Indeed you shell 30 nothi'n'giel' iheiiind. 'Ihsy are mine. and I will not have them ”I ’ll ' "Ah! it was the ponies occupied your mindâ€"not their mistress. That sounds far more natural." “ They are vicious. and not to be de- pended npon." oonnnuea ’ane.deolining tonouoe my interruption. " I shall die- poae'ot Ehgm the very flratpppormnityg" _ “0! me? How good of you! lam so sorry I onnnot return the compliment. but no one was tanner tron: my monghta than you. Concluding you were happy. I die- miaagd yon from my momory.”_ “ No"â€"- shortly â€"" I did not. I never enjoyed anyehing lees. " “How unfortunawl Wee her ledyehip thougmful. or ill-tempered, or what ?" “ She had nothing to do with it. I was thinging of yog the enhye time." “I find a pres’onnmem' about those ponigp.’_' _, A't length. in a rather milder tone. Mar- maduke says. " I hopeâ€"otherwiaoâ€"your driy9_was enquabla.’j “ Very muéh' so. thank you. Though I must say I 6011’. one abouu feeling my life Infignggr. _ I hgpe yo_u epjgyed youga." Marmaduke tollo‘wa mo, leaving Blanche and Sir Math to come after, and aids by side, but speechless, we proceed on our way. _ hour: " It might have kept you still longer had I been killed." I romrn, quietly, moving my}; in 3901:“ jugiguation._ “ My dear ”Duke, we should be thankful they htve escaped so well," murmurs Blanche. In her softest tones. laying a soothing touch upon my husband's arm. Both touch and tone render me furious. “ I (lags say it wee got very serious.” _ “ I dare Bay not; but it Blight have been. And, whether or not, it has kept every one waiting for at lease three-quarters of an Innu- " “I don’t see how a groom ooukd have prevented it.” I reply, coldly. “ Without a eeoond’e warning they were off; it wee noony'e fault! _ “'1! you 1133 taken a groom. an I begged of you, all this unpleuantneaa might have been saved." Marmaduke by this time is black as night. In spite of myself. I know I have blushed orimeon ; while Sir Mark, turning abruptly away. goes to explain some trivial break in the harness to one of the ooaohmen. “ It in a phy, Phyllis. you would not take my advice this morning," says Duke, in a vome shut tumbles a little. either trom anpggeaaed gage:- _or some other gmotionfi. “ How dietreeaing I” says Blanche. appe- rently much concerned. " How terrified you must have been I And so unpleasant, too, without a. lady near to help you 1 You were able m reeueoitate Mrs. Curingmn, at all avenue." (To Sir Mark.) “ It. must have been quite a sensational scene,” remarks her ledyehip, with a little laugh. “ It reminds one of something one would read; only to make it perfect, you should be lovers. Now that you are safe is does not} seem unkind to laugh, does it ?" “ You were very near not seeing us)! I explain. ‘“ The ponies behaved verxbaalil â€"ran away with us for half a mile or soâ€" and gightended me so much than I hinted." “Well,I don’t auppoaé I would,have been of much use without the brandy," replies he. cqolly. _ “ Oh. how long you have been supple- ments Blanche. " We were beginning to wonderâ€"almost to fear an accident had occurred. In is quite a relief to see you in the flesh." But his manner has effectually checked my burst of eloquence. and we keep nnhro. ken exlence an"! we reach our declination. Here we find Marmaduke and Lady Blanche anxiously on the lookout for us; the others, tired of waiting. have wandered farther afield. Marmaduke is looking rather white and lorried, I fancy. " Whm his kept 'you till this hour ?" he asks: _irr_itably, pulling on; his watch. " Pardon me." he says. gently. " I don't know what has come to me today. I tail to understand mysefl. I doubt I am an ill- tempered brute. and have hardly any right eve_n to hope for your toreiveneso.” _ Even as l gaze in wonder he turns his head and looks with some degree 0! shame in;o_my_widelyf_opeued, aetomphed ego}. _> 7' Don’i' do whet." I em'reet ; “ please do not use that dreadful whip again ; remem- ber the last time you did so we were nearly killed." “ I wish we had been altogether ao." mut~ tet_a he, savagely. _ I stare at him in speechless surprise. Did that flask contain much brandy ? What on earth has happened to our careless deben- nair Su- Mark? He laughs. a short, bitter laugh that yet has something in it of diemal merrimenu. " It I could only tell you,"~ he says, "it you only knew. you would understand whatadouble mockery are euoh words oogingjrom your lips." “ And now remorse has proved too much (or her; she resolves on writing you a letter expressing oontrition for her past heartlessuese. She draws towards her paper, pens and ink (In a three-volume novel the heroine has everything at her hand. even in the most unlikely places; there is never any loss or scramble). and inditee you a perfumed and ooronetted note, which you will reoeiveâ€"to-morrow. There! Now. don't you feel better?" " Infinitely so." “ What i still frowning? still in the lowest depths? I begin to doubt my power to eogilort yon.f' Hm‘fiugera'oloae Eround the whip again. Again inghfenqd. l__ha_\au|y clutch lgie any. “ Well, there." I gasp. in a sudden means of terror lean he might again incense we ponies, “ I will jeafi no more. And don't despair. Perhapsâ€"who knows ?â€"-ahe may gro_w 19116.0! you in time." I don't feel any inclination to jest on the subject." returns Bir Mark. gruflly. making a vicious blow with the whip Mo an unofiend- ing indpoarly lifeless fly. new the received your Idvunoo- ; while uumoluted the pretty «twigs run noo- sll over he: Iimplo whm deanâ€"simple but 910399}. you know." 'lpLyoa." Geniuais supposed to be a power of pro- ducing oxoellenoioa which are out of the ranch ' of on. D power which no precepts om touch nnd which ho industry on; ucqniro.â€"-Sirdmhua Reynolds. According to the Pharmaceutical Record. a New York patent medicine manufac- turer. being about to die. was asked by his friends how he would like to be buried. “ Inneri me," be acid faintly, "at top of column. next to reading matter, 52 times, eleciro by mail." Then he quietly expired. There are other things besides beauty with which to captivate the henna of men. The Iieliene have a saying, “ hair in not fair. but that. which pleeeeoh."â€"Ninon de Luwlos. The Port Elgiu Free Press says: A couple of weeks ago Capt. W. H. McLeod, who is running one of the fishing boats helongingto Mr. D. McLeod, an extensive iieh dealer in Southampton, caught an im mense salmon trout, weighing 80 pounds, measuring from the point of its nose to the end of its tail 5 feet, 2 inches. and around the thickest part of its body 34 inches. The head was 10 inches in length, and the width of the tail. irom pomt to point. wae 12 inches. This is the largest fish of this species ever caught here and Mr. D. Mc- Leod may well feel proud of having caught such a grand specimen of the flnny tribe. The monster was packed in ice and con- signed to Mr. Furey, of Woodstock. where it is now held for exhibition. and is after- wards to be preserved and placed in the museum in Rochester. N. Y. “ The picturesque and practical are often curiously intermixed. I glean a few par- ticulars of a funicular railway which con- nects Territet (Chillon) and Glicn. The railway. which is on a steep incline. some- ;thing after the style of the one up Mount iVesuvins, commences at an angle of 82 ‘deg. and soon increases to 57 deg. It is a 1single line with a loop at a passing place ‘ half way. There are two carriages on the line, one of which ascends while the other descends. The ascending carriage is drawn by the force of gravity of the one which is descending, the latter being weighted by a reservoir placed underneath. being filled with water. The reservoir is emptied as soon as the carriage has made the descent. The two vehicles are connected with each other by means of a wire cable. which passes over a wheel at the summit of the incline. By the passenger a remarkable optical illn- sion is experienced. Trees. huts, houses, rocks. all seem to be bent back, as though by some enohantment. They are appar- ently standing out of the perpendicular. and one can scarcely help wondering that they do not topple over. The deception is due to the seats of the carriages. which are constructed at such an angle that, notwith- standing the steepness of the gradient. the occupant preserves his ordinary upright sitting posture. The line is 743 yards long. and the difference between the level of its base and that of its summit is 984 feet.” A newspaper correspondent. writing from Switzerland, tells of a curious railwsyae follows: “ Impossible! There isn’t a better fellov5 going than I am. You ask .my mamma when you see hen"; " I have a great mind to set my little dog at you.” says Bebe, in reply to some fla- grant compliment bestowed upon her by the devoted Chips. A little bijou of a dog, with an elaborate collar and beseeohing eyes. that sits upon her knee and takes its dinner from her pretty white fingers, is the annual in question. ‘ " Oh. please don’t," murmurs Chips, pathetically. “ I am so horribly afraid of your little dog. You would not like me to die of nervous excitement. [would you ?" ‘ " I am not so aura. ' It wahld make room for a. better man." m nw. Dinner progresses; and, though I will not acknowledge it, I begin to toe] decidedly better. Fragments of conversation float- here an there. “Do not take me into consideration at All." I return in a. suppressed voice. “ Din- ner now. or in five hours to come, would be quit-o the some; thing to me." _ _ I move quickly away from him towards mamme as I say this. and, sinking down on the out! very close to her. slip my hand into here; and as I feel her gentle fingers closing upon mine, a sense of safety and relief creeps slowly over_me_. They are all scattered about in twoe or threes, though none Ire very hr distant Iron) the others; and the scene is more than usually picturesque. Certainly the old Deacon knew whnfi he was about when he placed his well 1n this charming spot. It. is a lime tally-like nook. fresh and green, and lying forgotten among the hills. A few pieces of broken-down, IVY covered wall partially conceal the nape leading to lho Wishing Well. " ’Du‘se, let us wit-h for dinnerâ€"end get itâ€"beiore we Wish lor anything else," entrests Bebe. “ The drive has given me a horrible appetite. I am generally a very nice personâ€"eh, Mr. Thornton ?â€"-but' Justet present I am feeling a downright unledy like desire for food. Phyllis. darling, do say you are hungry."_ _ fm _ " I Innâ€"starving." I reply. though oon soious at who moment that the smallest morsel would choke me. “Yee. by all means. ‘Busineaa first. pleasure atterwarde.’ " quotes Chips. blithely. who is stretched lull-length by Miss Beauoun’a side, with his hm off and a straw in his mouth. looking extremely handsome and unapoakebly happy. Lord Chandoa is at her other side, though rather (antler awey. _ _ yuan-LL;- " What 66 you any, Phyllis Trays 'DukF, looking at me._ “ 0h. Phyllis." eaye 'Duke. in a tone that implies that l have wrung we been by my false uoeueuione. and before either on again speak we have passed 3 11111001; and “(Lin full View or our waste. won u no“, tender, aonflo little 3“! ; Ind now you no slwsys unjust and outerâ€"40 no. .6 lent.” “ I am changed ; I know it.” I burst out. suddenly. " Batons l mottled you I woe c different person cltogcthcr. And how on I help being ' bitter’ at times 7 Even now. when I told you how near death I hod been. you showed no tooling of regret-â€" thought of nothing but the delay I had occasioned you and you: [fiendsfl‘ Somo‘hiug rises in my mm 3nd pry. vents my utter-nee. Luge tears gather in my gyes. _ A Railwav Run by Wain-9m An Enormous Fish. (To be continued