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H THE THREAD OF LIFE eer'e trump ell round the ehores of Eng. md, Swtland, Wnlee or Ireland. ._ . Grouse were newly end devilish cunning in Aberdeenehire this year; the young birds peeked like old once; and the accom- modntion et Lumphnnnn hnd turned out on 42m view by no manna what it ought to A meet delightful time indeed at Baton- "berg, junt above the Lake of Thuu,- you know, with exquisite view: over the Bernese ‘Oberlend; nnu sud: e pretty little Swiss widen, with liquid blue eyes end tow- ‘iaoioured heir, to bring in one’e breakfast end pour out eofl‘ee in the thick white ‘ coffee-cape. And then the Bowenlâ€"n perfect paradise for n botnniat, I ensure CHAPTER MK. | AU nxsoxzvous oxs nous cannons. ‘ 1 In the ooay omoking-room o! the Choynoj Row Chub,- group of budding geniuses, con- vanadium the four quoroeu o! the north. lwod once more in the My window, looking on: on the dull 0110!)" "not. sod (ii-cur log with one another in diverse tone: the vuiouu man. which each had do and for killing luLo thron In his own no icon of Culture: noudu) I. inhuma- wd greet. logo were the order ot the day. A but of voice. panda! the sir. Everybody was lull to the throw of {rah input-loan, sud oxen body w... [unholy mar no than them ,, __XAL nL‘ s-l__.. .,V|.c Montreal in August was hot and atufl' , ‘bnt the Thouund Ialondo were limp 'y fdclicioua, and black-b»: fishing unong the Rmuck lakes was my onlv sport now left dive worthy 3 British fisherm'a distin- gui‘ghed consideration. ,I,A‘ L-L-..-J â€"-m "Ail of numnicy .- then end there re resented befure himâ€"I'M mmquitoee st 0 North Cape were rally noendnreble: they bite piste out of your (toe boldly. end then perched on e tree to en it; whde the mid- nigh: man, u udvertieed, was 3 hour old impuewr, enctly like my other can any where. Wuen you oeme to exemine him wgough a uuxked ghee ‘et' cloee queue“. AA _.____ 010111-11 Mm 311:: c{he’jollien 91.30 to lounge on the sands. and 1he beat centre for short excursions, that u fqllqw opnld find on p ‘1‘ “III-”V‘- ‘Vu-I‘v- â€"â€"- 0 you; the yacht behnvod very well indeed. considering, on her my to Ice. hadâ€"u well as my yacht that sailed the neon «but just before reaching Reykjavikâ€"that’s how they pronounce it with the j soft and s tolling intonntion on the lost uyllnbgeâ€"a‘s most tremendous gale ,2AL _.2_ -_.I “-1..- “IV nun-iv u’--â€"_-_ come thundering down with rein nnd light- ning from the Vetnn Joknll, nnd, by Geom, air, it nearly foundered her outright with its sudden equelle in the open ooenn. You never saw anything like the wny ehe heeled over ; you could touch the trough of the wnvee every time from the gunwnle. ‘ Hod anything new been going on, 01‘ fellows, while we were ell may 2 and ed nnybody heard anything nbaut the Bard, an Oheyne Bow hnd unanimously nickmmed Hugh Mueinger 3 ion, one budding genius in the descrip- tivenrtiole tradeâ€"writer of the interesting oer-lee of papers in the “ Cherlng Green Re- view " on Seuide Beecrte-dterwnrde re- printed in crown octavo fancy boards, no " The Complete Idler "â€"hed had a letter from the End himself only three days ago, nnnouncing his intention to be back in her- ness in town again ‘hnt very morning. “ And what's the Immortal ainger been doing'wit‘u himself this hot summer 2" cried a dozen Voicesâ€"for it was generally felt in Cheyne Row circles that Hugh Mminqer, though atillu undiscovered as the sources of the.Congo, was a coming men of proximate eventuality. “ He: he hooked his heiress get 2 He vowed, when he left town in uly. he was going on an angling expedition â€"u n fisher of womenâ€"in the eastern counties." “ Well. yes," the recipient of young love'e first oonfidencee neeponded guerdl ; “ I ehould any he hutâ€"To be sure, the manor- tel One doesn't exeotls mention the fact or amount of hue young lady's fortune ; but he does cuuelly remark it: 3 single peeing aen. teuoe that he hue go'z himself ennged to 3 Thing of Beauty somewhere down inSuf- folk." “ Suffolk lâ€"most oongruons indeed for an idyllic, bucolic, impressionist etaâ€"He’ll oome book to bow with o wrest round his hat, and his pockets stuffed with bellsdos and sonnets to his mistress’ eyebrow, where‘ “ Suffolk nachos ” sbsll sweetly rhyme to‘ " red-oboe spple tbst she gsily munohee,"1‘ with slight excursions on lunches. bnnobs, crunches. and hunches, sll s is Main r, in endless [Randomâ€"Now then, H. et- ley; there's s bellude ready msde for you to your hsnd nlresdy. Send it by the that e yourself to your lody, sud one out the donhisown ground with the besuti- ful end anonymous Esst Anglisn heiro oss. â€" I suppoee, by the wsy, Mos- siugor didn't hsnpen to confide to you the locsl bobitsuon sud the nexus of the proud recipient oiso much inooreeted snd enspmtio devotion I” " Ho ssid. I think, if I remember right. hcr neme wee Meyeeg." “Meyueyl 0h. t on, that's one of the White-trend Meyee I, you nay be lure; daughter oi old om Wyville Meyeey, whose elute- heve ell been ewellowed n ¢ by the nee. They lie in the Probend o ' Conumptnm per Menâ€"Ii he- going to] many he: onthe ettenglh of her red, red‘ gold, or of her veeted eecutitiee in Atgen.‘ tine end Turkinh. he'll heve to collect his eneen oi income from o eee-green mer- maidâ€"at the bottom of the deep blue nee; which will be wot-e then even dealing with the Lmd Dengue, for the Queen's writ dcesn't run beyond the form ehore, end No Rent in univenel law on the bed of the ocean." _- "his she money, I Wonder 2" the editor of QM struggling pexlodlo-l. the Night-Jar, romukod ubunolodly. - - __‘ "I don't think they 've ell been quite "yellowed n p," one of ythe by etnnden re- mukedinn pensive voice: he we: Snfl'olk born. “at lee-t, not yet, I. in u Ive heard of them. The devouring-eels en get! in teking them e bite nt 3 time, like iogb Sawyer' 3 apple; but he‘ I left the Hell first; Séwyor'l Epple ; but he's left tho'Hall and the land: shout It to we present. (by... no Rolf tell: me.” “ 0h, I expect no, or the Bad wouldn‘t ever have dturnt of propoolng to her. The Immond Singa- knowa MI own wotth or way. to our plmo ‘of doctmtla, and au- SUNSHINE AND SHADE. OR: unto- hlmufl n {all who. "he. Ho’- tho but mu: on oath to “now him-cl! any for. more trifle. When be u)!- bin 500113 the untrlmonhl Exchange. it'll be {or the h but omen! Inn-hot quotation, to u: ellgl lo patch-oer (or ouh onl . who must combine connidmble chum: 0 body und mind wish thy guperulglog‘ “mug? of n mpooublo bdsnoo st Dmmmomi‘n or at Cumin. The Bad known dowhto “no ground the cunt monevworth of n landmine poem; he wouldn’t drum of lot- tlng him-elf go dirt cheap, like 3 common ovory-dpy Plated“ or novelist." , I.A__ I_L LL- _-_.I_ Ann "VI’ u-J â€".-“---â€" vâ€" v~ V , , , As the lat tpmker let the word- drop ooreleeely (tom hu mouth, the hon of voice: in the emolie room used suddenly : there wu e slight uud ow wurd lull in the con- venetian for hell 3 minute; end ehe crowd of budding eniueee u stretching out in dll ~u right ude wit linguler unmimity in tepid euccneion to [rap-4.1m languid fin- gers of n all duk new oomer‘who hid Alip- ped in. titer the {union'ueuully eitrlbuwd ‘ so sugele or their op nine. in the very nick ‘oi time to cecal: the In whose of e candid opinion from his peel: and oontompouriee upon hie own conduct. “ Do you think he heard an i" one of the pecomt goesipore whispered to mother with s awed ieoe. ,, A ‘ ~ -- - .- \eu,,l I Ilww .uwe “ Cnn’ any.” his friend whispered book uneaiw. “ He's gotqnlek eere. Listeners general y hear no good of themeelvee. But anyhow. we've got to brezen it out now. The beet wey‘e just to take the bull by the horn: boldly.â€"Well, Mminger, we were all taking about you when you came in. You're the chief subject 0‘ convemtio'n in literary circles at the present day. D.) you know It's going the round of all the clubs in London At this moment that you shortly contemplate oommit‘ting metrimony 2” , , LSA-__II .._ -ufl -nfl Wuwusru-w vvâ€"â€".â€"-vwâ€"â€"° __.V_-,,, ugh Musinger draw himself up stiff and erect to his full height, and withered his questioner with a seething glance from his dark eyes such as onl he could dub st will to acuity and ennlhi to a selected victim. “I'm going to be merried in the course of un- ..-....u h. mun-ma nnldlv. "if thet‘s A “I BUDâ€"e -v â€"v â€"â€"“â€"â€"v., -7 the you," he mwerod coldly, "if that's what you mean by committing matrimony. â€"-Mitchiaon,” turning round with marked abruptneu to m earlier speaker, “ what have you been doing with yourself all the summer 1'" ' “Oh, I've beenridins a bicycle through the best part of Finlan , getting up a not of crude: on the picturesque aspect of the Far North for the Perle Crayon, you know, and at the nme time wn'king in the Rani-u ‘enarchietn for the leader column in the [Morning .Telcghongfâ€"Batel went with , ,_ -L2‘_ v1 urn-y _ -v-r..er.e me on the illegitimate machine-yea. that menus as tricycle; the bicycle elone'e accounted lawful ; he’s doing the sketches to illustrete my letter toss, or I'm doing the letterpress to illus ate his sketchesâ€" whichever you place, my little dear; you pay: your money and you taken your choice, ”ll for the aura of a eixpence weekly. The wroede in Finland are abominably rough, and the Finnish language in the benetlieet and most a lutinative I ever had to deal with, even in t e entrancing page: of Ollendorfi‘ lint there's good copyâ€" very good copy. -The Telephone - end the Porte Crayon shared our expenseâ€"And where have you been hiding your light yourself since we last saw you 3 ' o e," _-_ _-_-_Ln_- r... . “ My particular bushel was somewhere down about Suffolk, I believe," Hugh Mas singer answared with magnificent indefinite~ uses, as though minute accuracy to the mat- ter of a cmnty or town were rather beneath his sublime consideration. “ I’ve been stop- ping at a dead-alive little place they‘ call Whitestrand : a sort of moribund fishing village, minus the fish. It’s a lost corner among the mud flats and the salt marches; 3picturesqne but ugly, and dull as ditoh~ water. And havin nothing else on earth to do there, I occupied myself with getting engaged, as you fellows seem to have hear by telegraph already. This is an age of publicity. Everything's known in London nowadays. A man can’t change his coat, it appears, or have venison for dinner, or wear red stockings, or stop to chat with a pretty woman, but he finds a flaring paragraph about it next day in the society papers." “ May one venture to ask the lady's name I" Mitohison inquired courteously, a little apart from the main group. . --.-â€" - wrrwi __- Hugh Much: er' e menner melted at once. He Would not fie chafi‘od. but it rather re- lieved him, in his present stained oondiuon of mind, to enter into inoffensive confidence with n polit_e__ listener. " She'e 3 Mine Meyeey," he sold in 5 low-‘ or tone. dr wins: over towude the fire lace: “one of the Suffolk Me eoyeâ€"you‘ve card of the family. Her fat or hu 3 very nice [me down by the on no Whiteetreud. ' hey're the banking peo le, ou know : remote con-inn of the old eng'fing judge’s. Very nice old thing: in their own way, though I trifle elow und out of duke-not to ‘ny muddyâ€"But titer nil, repldl is hurd- sly she preclee quality one feel: on ed upon [to enob in u respective hther-in-luw : 11on goes wit some eolld virtual. The honoured tortoise bu never been noon-ed by in deudlleet foe- of wuting in putrimony in ex_trevu_gent egpeudituro_.’_’ “ HI. Ihcc my brother: 2" Mlbchiaon naked with cppctcnt lngcnnoumeu, approaching the nation of Misc Mcyley'c fortune (like Hug himncll) hy obscure bywcyn, u being In polite: mode thcn the direct assault. al‘floB‘ni‘fillbw culled Meyle in the filth fonn with me st Winchester. remem- ber; pol-bur he might has been name sort A. “‘n Ila- of relitlon.” Hugh ehooh hie heed in emphetio dieeent. " No. ’ he enmred; “ the girl he no brothers. She'e en only childâ€"the leet oi her funny. There wee one eon, e on teln in the Forty-fourth, or eomething o the eort; but he wee killed in Zululand. end wee never 3‘. Winchester. or I’m sure I ehonld heve heerd of ihâ€"They're e klnleee lot, extremely klnleee; in feet I've elmoet reelleed the higheet embition of the Ameri- can humorist, to the disc; that he might have the luck to merry 3 poor lonely friend lees orphan." “ She's an heiress, then?" He h nodded eeeent. ”‘Vell, a sort of on he rose," he admitted modeetly, as who should eey, “ Not so good an ehe might be." “ The eeteta'e been very much impaired by the inroede of the one for the last ten yeere ; but there'e etill e decent remnant of it leit etending. Econ h for e men of modeet ex~ mot-tines to me e e living off in theee herd ,timee. 1 May." "‘ Than 1:: ohdl all our: down dgo‘ t no,” no or m t â€"A m trackâ€"joining tho 9:11p .- he spoke. “ as?! find tho Bad 5 1m ed propdotor on his own bro-d I0 livln tn um ud bounty In the bum: Ed , lord of Burldgh. id:- and Iron. or whhuver other mm. the plus my boomed by !" “ I! I invite you tooomo.” Hugh mwmd significantly with curt omphuh. u AL n- .J mu...- ” flu nrflnh Ann-grad. “ Ah.yee, of course," the ”the enewerod. “ I dere eey when you etefl your curlege. you'll be too proud to "number a poor devll‘ 0' on oil and color men llke me. la thou deye no doubt. ou'll m‘grete like oll the run to the A enaeum. Well. well. the world novelâ€"ens. every twenty-four hour- on the own exieâ€"end in the lon run'we ell move with it end ye up toget er. When I m en R. A. I’ll run down end ville you at the noeeml amnion. ud perhepe pane our wlfe'e portalsâ€"for e thoueend minus. 'ncnlendu. Andwheuort of e body]- thegryeoeeelge {ether-In-lsw t” ,1" Am_ll_ GA_I_A ...- ,...,--.. - ...._.. __ W, v “ Oh. jut the and typo of Suffolk Squire, don’t you know," Madaga- ropliod om- louly. “ A. breeder of In oxen and of ply, I pumph'lotm‘f of: Game and on Gain 0 .u_ -LI-.. -A..- . L... r..-, _ râ€"râ€"wv-w â€"â€" vâ€"vâ€"~ o nu-ter-eeeelou ohelrmen. ebler none ; bus V: th to teminleoenoee ulll of on Oxford mlolng oft in him to keep the milk of hu- men kindneel from turning loot by long ex- poeure to the pemioioue influence of the Eat Angllen lunehlne. I should enjoy his society bother. however. If I were A trifle deaf. He hoe lee: to uy. end he eeyl l: more, then my other man of myfieoqusint- moo. Still, he'e e jolly old boy enough. on old boytgo. We ehell rub elong eomehow till he pope off the hooke end love: no the potent] lore: on our own moon“ to make mm. “905" . . c . I I 1“, j ________ So In: Hugh bu] tried with decent Ino- oea to keep ufihh usunl a gen-moo of care- leu use tad nguid. oo - umour, in spite of volomic intern- denim to avoid the _pldnf_nl subject 3! hi: approaching ,-l , AI!__L!“ __._.__ ___, morn-loge sltogether. He was schooling him: self, indeed, to hoe society. Hs‘ was sure to hear much of his Suffolk trip. and it was well to get used to it as early ss possible. But the next question lsirly blanched his cheek, by lesding up direct to the skeleton in the onphosVd : “ How did you first some to get scqnsinfiod with them 2" The question must inevitably be asked again, and he must do his best to hoe it with pretended equanimity. “A relation of mineâ€"a distant cousinâ€"a Girton.girlâ€"- was living with the family as’Miss Meysey's governess or companion or something,” he answered with what jauntiness he could summon up. “ It was through her that I first‘got to know my future wife. And old Mr. Meysey, the 00min papa-in-law"â€"- He stopped dead s ort. Words failed ‘him. His jaw fell abruptly. A strange thrill seemed to course throu h his frame» His large black eyes protru ed suddenly from their sunken orbits ; his olive-coloured cheek blanched pale and pasty. Some un- expected emotion had evidently checked his ready flow‘oi swab. Mitch son and the 'nter turned round in stirprise to see what might be the'cause of this unwonted flutter. It was merely Warren Rolf who had entered the club, and wss ‘ng with a stony Brit. isl. stars from h to foot at Hugh Messin- er. 3 The poet wavered, but he did not flinch. From the fixed look in ReEf‘s eye, he foil; cean in an intent that the skipper of the Mud-Turtle knew eomethin -â€"-if not every- thingâ€"of hie feed secret. ow much did he know 2 and how much not Iâ€"thnt was the question. Had he tracked Elsie to her nameless _gr_a.ve gt _0r§oxdneset Had he reesgnizad the Mi in the mortuary at the lighthouse 2 Had e heard from the cutter‘s man the horrid truth as the co se'a identity 1 All these things or any one 0 them might well have happened to the owner of the Mud-Turtle, cruising in and out of East Anglian creeks in his ubiquitous little vessel. Warren Belt was plainly a dangerous sub- ject. Butin any case, Hugh thou ht with shame, how rash, how im rudent, ow un- worthy oi himself thus to etray in his own face and features the terror and astonish- ment with which he regarded him 1 He might have known Reli was likely to drop in any day at the club l He mi ht have known he wbu d sooner or later meet in there I He mi ht have prepared beforehand a neat litt e lie to deliver pat with a casual air of truth on their first greeting I And instead of all that, here he was, discomposed and startled, gazing the painter straight in the face like a dated fool. and never knowing how or where on earth to start any ordinary suhj eat of polite conversation. For the first time in his adult life he was so taken aback with childish awe and mute surprise that he felt positively relieved when Rolf board- ed him with the double-barrelled question : " And how did you leave Miss Meyley and Miss Challoner, Messing" i" Hugh drew him aide towards the back of the room and lowered his voice still more mukodlv in reply. "I left min Moyuy wry well.” he unmet-ed with u much one oi munnor a he could hutily mama. " You mny peril-p0 have heard from rumour or from the public prints tint Ibo and I htvo gtmok np_u§ ongtgomont. . In the 'inoid langm tween us.” ’ Wen-en Ralf bent his heed In sober eo- qnleeoenoe. " I hed bend no," he aid with grim fomellty. " Your liege we: Inooeuo :11. You carried the dude] by norm thet dey in the undhflhâ€"I wont oongntn- lute you. You know my opinion already of gnufrlegee mngedypoqme} nag-cent“? ball. I to d it you boiorohund. We need not now recur to the subjectâ€"But Mm Cholloner 1â€"1101! about her? Did you [one hot wall! In the still u Whimtnud 2" He looked his mun through und through so he ngkg, with} gold ItJrn light in tho-o Hugh Musing"- ehnflied uneasily before hie needing: innce. Wee it only hie own poor icy conscience, or did‘ Rel! know ell? he wondered silent- ly. The men we: eyeing him like hie evil engei. He longed for time to pause end reflect; to think out the heat pouibie non-committing lie in mum to this direct end lending queetion. How to perry thee deediy thrust on the epnr of the moment. he knew not. Reii weegazin at him still in- tently. Heeitetion woui be fatal. He hiundered into the first form of unewer that came nppermoet. “My cousin Elsie has gone nwny," he ltetrmered out in hute. “Sheâ€"aha left the May-eve quite ehrupt- ." Al I oomcqnenco of your ongugement 2" Re]! ukod newly. Thin wu lag one step too far. flag I: Mus-log or to t rally indignant now. And hh tndlgudon omblod him to can: hit run“ he, with n no It nl gyu of his. gm of the n r announcements, ‘ ‘ go In: boon holy umgod bo- _â€" n. n the A little more gradually. “You how no right to at no flat.” ho mined In goo- ulno “80?. “My prln'o ulotiou with my own fondly m Inn!) no concern of youn or of my ou'u. " Warren Ralf bowed his bad prim‘y 01:00 more. “ When hon chosen. 1' In and in o latching voloo. " I‘m inure-tad in Min Chollonor. I any "more to lnqolm tint much .6 lent. l m told you'vo hard from hot. Where in the now! Will you klndIy tell me 1" _ “ l ('ic'm’t know.” Hugh mworod ugrfly. driven to by. _ Tpoq ‘wlth_ nuddgn“ inlpllf- driven to ba . Then 'with sudden inspir- “£911.19 ud ed dgnmotntly: "Do you, cube} 2" N Van", emu Mme-s. The enswer took Music eheck once more. A cold shuddegnn gym his spine. Their even met. For onemonent they shred onenetherout. Then}! h'eglenoe fell slowly end heavily. Hed not uh one ward moreâ€"fiat mun hue tucked her, for min. he the lighthouse. He mutt here eeen the gave, heps even the hody.â€"'1‘hll' was we ten-ll) e.â€"â€"Henoeforth, ‘it was we! to the knife beeween them. “ Hut thou foend me. O mlne enemy 2" he broke out snlleely. “ I hove found you. Mel-Inger. and I hnve found you out." the pointer ennwered in n vety low voice, with n Iudden hunk of un- remeditnted fmkneu. 'I know you now or exactly the very nature you ueâ€"e liar. n forget, I oowud. end only two fingerelwldth short of n murderer. â€"-There ! on may nuke what use you like of th‘tn- or mylelf, I will make no use at nll of it. â€"For reason. of my own. I will let on o. I could crush you if I would. but re er to aoreenyou. ‘ Still, I tell you once or all the truth. - Reinamhsr it well.--I know it; you know it; and when both know we each of us know it.” v. â€"‘ â€"â€"- " Hugh Mminger'a fingers itehed inex- preuibly that moment to close round the puinter'e hone-t bronzad thront in o Wlld deeth-etruggle. He was 1; pa:- eionote mu. end the provocation was ter- rible, The provocation was terrible be- cause it was all true. He was a Her. e forger, a cowardâ€"and a. murderer lâ€"But he dared notâ€"he dored not. To thrust these hateful words down Relf'l throat would be to court exposure, und worse then ex ure; and expogure wu‘juot whet Hugh easily gu- could néVer bou- to has like a nun. ooner than thst, the river, or soonibe. He must swallow it sll,p road soul as he was. He must swallow it Ell, now and_ for ever. v m“- â€".. w-v V. As he stood there irresoluto, with blanched lips and itching fingers. his nails pressed hard into the palms of his hands in the fierce endeavour to repress his passion, he felt a sudden light touch on his right shoulder. It was Hath: erley once more.- “I~say, Mauinger,” the journalist put it lightly, all unconscious of the tragedy he was intenuptin , “come down and knock about the on the tahle_a bit, yill_you 2" If fiufihiMmi'nger was to go on living st all, he must go on living in the wanted fashion offininelgeenthâ€"cantnyy _litg{a§e_ l_1u_~ menity. Tragedy must hide itself behind the eoenee; in public he must etill be the prince of high comedians. He uncloeed hie bends and let go his breath with 3 terrible efi'ort. Ralf etood aside tolet him pun. Their glances met as Hugh left the room nrm in erm with Hetherley. Relf'e was a glance of contempt and acorn; Hugh Mne- ein r‘e was one of undying hntred. 6 had murdered Elsie, and Rolf knew it. That was the wny Mminger interpreted to himself the “ Yen ” that the painter had just now no truthfully and directly ans wer- L ed him. (10 BB commune ) The voloono of deco, in Sin Salvador, is! for many reasons the most wonderful moun- } toin upon the globe. It rises several thou- sand feet high, almost directly from the sea, and is surmounted by an immense column of smoke broken by masses of limes, o thou- sand feet in height, and rising with such regularity that the mountain has been call- ed “The light-house of San Salvador." Rambling and explosions are constantly gain on within Yzilco, end are sudible at the istonco of s hundred miles. Its dis- charges are very regular. but it is chiefly remarkable as being the only volcano which is known to have originated in America sin_ce its discovery _by Columbus. -___ 3-! i Q- In 1769, the region now occupied by it was 3 level pluin, forming the coffee and in~ digo plentuion of Senor Don Bilthez 3r Evan. In December of thet year, the gentle- men was absent from home, end hi: lervmte became I0 donned by frequent earthqnekee that the fled from the lace. When they return , a week or two eter, it wee to find that Inge cretere hed been opened in the gro‘unq, giving vent to quake and fleme. A I "W. _ On the twenty-third of February, 1770, a eerie: of terrific explosions took place. the cunt of the euth wee lifted eeverul hun- dred feet. while flunee end [unissued from the rent in in tux-face. Anhour leter, there we! mother oonvulelen. which hurled into the hit rooke weighing thonunde of tone, end elevated the earth shout three thounnd foot. Dhohu-gen of 1". 3nd bliatorod atone con tinned for seven] dsya. and in less man two months, the level field Ind become 3 mount “in of A very oonddenble hoi ht. Con- nunfi disohugu from in enter no since ruined it to over four :houund toot .bovo the In. A oon‘eepondent of en English pepet. wrlvleg from Moeoow, tell: the story of two Rue-lea pecuni- who hove weihed forty-two you: to be merried. They met when the men wee twenty end the Women seventeen, but, being eerie end miserably poor, not themselves to work end one, to eern money enoygh to_ wed. _ . e no L__I _. _‘__ Vâ€"vwâ€" v‘ "- Evan otter ootfdom wu obollshed, Io slow wu tholt progra- tlnt. “to: these forty-two yous, they onty own botwaen them I Imall wooden house and three hundr'd roubles. With thin fortune thov think it Info to mnn'y. How many Cenedlene would persevere for neeriy in,“ n century in laying penny to penny before venturing on marriage. I I L ._J_-.I_ -l r A olergymon who has married hundreds of couples among the inhionsbio circles of our oenboord cities, uid lately, “The criticism muy seem unohnritoblo. but it in mutter of sober fact. tint. in hit of the marriages which come under my observation, there was reason to noppone tint the motive of either bride or bridegroom run to better her or his volitily condition? W T638035}! Bull in no‘ “I“ ‘ho yom Camila I: lean mp.» of deep. unalfi i,” ann Ralf mponiod with sol- Forty-two Years. Yzalco. tooling that the young non of other notion. but this: he bu loaned to “not: more in gotta». thou oh" do to tho luxurlu sod kph o( “to. Ho ho: noi the money to prov! o :- ooufonoblo or I ludid n homo for hlc wile .- his hunt .- von him. honoo ho look. out for o " girl wlt moooy." who will sud on provide it for hem“. A Jam, Inn‘s Adult-re II the Valle An inure-ting nuntivo tint rud- liko a tonnnoo in oontngnlnod in o lotto: written by Coptnin Geo! Dwioo, oi the Britith humus Qnoon'.oI-ion toJ. G. Parker. oi Wilming- ton, Dot, duonbing n vi.“ to n diltnnt sud lonely isle in the South Pacific ooonn. This inointod Igt in the great wants oi “ton in known a immton blond. nnd in aim-ted known albumen»; blend. end :- elm-bed in letltude18°4' eonth end longitude “33°10! et'tidbeb ted on the chute of the en en 11 nhehlted oonl reef quite die tent hon new Upon thi- exclusive territory Cap 1mm“,- am one Wm. Kenton, who chime be hue formerly lived near Selem. N. J., as llke e veritable Monte Criem. lord mate: of all he surveye. ' ~ When the btrque int 05 Pdmereton blend Capt. Dwiee wee gently enrptieed to we I beet’l crew {int 08 from the then end “gull thet they I ehed to be teken on bond. It wee et first thought that the unexpected guest- were wrecked nilore. but when the smell boat ulled under the ehedow of the huque the ieoovery wee mede thet the little cult was lauded to thegunwelel with cocon- nute and tropical lruite. The islanders were out on e tnding expedition, end apprised Cspt. pavieaoi their desire t2 exghenge their ca ‘ o for wearing apperel and other products of o vilintion not to be obtained on their lonely island. The crew of the bsrque welcomed the-strmgers on board and sat around them in wonderment, while William Mmton, the King of Palmerston Island. enun his yern. He spoke with feeling of his old J erse home. and claimedthat his per- enteare still ivinz in that State somewhere. Twenty-five yeerea he shipped as a eea~ man on the berqne ’ emnn, at Sm From oisoo. bound to the Tahita. one of the up of the Society Islends. He dese the vessel directly utter she had reached her destination. end remained on the island for threeyearm. At the end of that time he migrated to Palmerston Ielant’, where for twenty-one years he had been planting and growin coconut trees and selling copra or drie oocoanut to traders, who visited the island about once a you in the interest of Sen Francisco merchants. The popula- tion of Palmerston islend numbers but thirty-souls, all of whom. save himself, are natives of adj aoent islands, who have made their homes on Palmerston, and tell your alflter your in the cocoannt groves that abound t ere. Capt. Dwiee took the boat loud of inlnnd treasures, Chief Manson and his crew rowed ewey in the direction of then: lone! home, and when leek eeen they were stun ing on the bank wnving their farewell: to the feet receding barque. " Whosoevor shsll seek to ssvo his life shsll lose it; and whosoever shsll lose his life shall preserve it,” ssid the Mater, than robnking the convontionsl opinion snd sol- fish cowardice of His day. He used this paradox thst He might make His disciples think oi the relative vslucs of life and duty, and stimulate them to sacrifice themselvu‘ to their convictions. The pmdox is a prophecy which has hid “ springing end . germinnnt accomplish- ment," to use Bacon’s felicitoua phrase, in every deed of heroism, and in the death of eaeh martyg. It was aignellv illustrated during the fearful retreat of Sir John Moore's smell army through the snow in the northwestern portion of the Spmiah peninsule. An over- whelmin hoet pressed the British, day by day ;col . hunger, and the ohm-gee of the French cavalry thinned their ranks ; but they marched toward the see with pntient endurance, nnd_celin fortitude. One day an Englieh oflicer, weakened by lack of food and fatigue, turned aide into a wood to die unseen. Suddenly he came across a soldier's wife lying upon the ground nearly dead. Claeped in her arms and pro- tected by a shawl was her babe. With her expiring breath ahe prayed the officer to take the little one, and uve its life. The mother‘s unselfish appeal rouaed the diepirited ofli :er. He accepted the new duty, and an he took the babe into his arm- {reu strength came Into the wearied body. He determined to endure oold_, hunger, and Eti gno, thut he mig ht prove faithful to the dying mother" _a hung. I! L,,L A_j._._ â€"J-7°__V__. He bound the hobo upon his buck, oud re- joined the “trotting “my. Dsy by dty, n he numbed, he devoted himself to the infant, nndwn annulnod by the determin- tlon to love it, no mxthr whnt he himself might sulfur. Ho carried it through the iongorotrut, oud now it solo in tender hands on on! n tautport in Vigo BL . The hobo and his life. For through t a little one come thot heroic putpou which undo him strong to endure. A huge supple tree nut rolo, Illln which but home for fifty-one yarn. 11 upon it Int nu forty~fivo bmheh, which were gold for 81 25 per bushel. Heaven, then, in the etete of the mi, when, rising ehove Igeoe end time, it com- munee with God en eternity. When God enter: the goal. then heeven eaten the loci. J ens, the Belle-t among the mighty. end the Mi htieet among the holy, bu lifted with h pierced hende empim off their hingee, he turned the etreem of centuries ont of hi: chennel, end Itiii governs the Ages. Doing eny one thing wellâ€"even netting stitches end plnitlngfdlleâ€" at n he one' I band to the opening 0 name di ennt secret; end we on never know whet my be to come out of the maneut drudgery. 1081‘ FOI IANY YEARS. A troveller or St. Clelreville, 05.. out of curiosity visited the com home end we: elmoet horrified to find his only deter the defendent in e murder trial ring on at the time. She bed myeterione y {appeared from home your: before end her whereabonb were unknown to her people. A but called the “laughing hat." or, in lo entiflo ptriunoo, " Cmntbnl I Sula.” ha been dlnooverod. md it in ullogod tint when It in «ten in In groan “we or him an n tincture mule olthor from the or the dried lad, u a powder of we emu. or smoked a eoboooo. h I: poem. I. prodflo. In; ”and“, huglmt. und chain. Idea. Saved by a Babe.