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“ Margery, come here !" she says, in a Icw tone. “ Within the last minute or two I have become aware that: there is a. strange “ I see,” says Mrs. Daryl, thoughtfully. She had walked to the window a few min- utes ago, and is now naming out into the shrubberies that guard the garden paths. Presently her gaze grows concentrated upon' one spot. " Any dayâ€"any hour, in fact.’1‘hev nave received word to have the castle in order to receive the new Lady firanksmere at a moment’ a notice. “To the castle, you mean 2 I don’t know. She has never, during all her wedding-trip, written so much as a post-card to one of us. Odd, isn’t it ?” “ Suggestive, at least.” “ Of what ‘3 Happiness ‘2” '-‘ Let us hope so. But what a long time ,0 maintain a. settled silence. ” “ Too long. She is coming home, we hearâ€"through the Branksmew steward.” “ Oh, no. Tall, very tall.” “ Stout ‘2”. “ Meager, if anything. A handsome ngnre, I suppose,” doubtfully, “ but too much of the hairpin order to suit- me. But, at all events, I know he could lay claim to be called distinguished-looking.” “ Most dark men look distinguished.” “ He isn’t dark. Fair if anything.” “ Fair, and tall, and slender. Ah ! he can’t be the man I mean,” said Mrs. Billy. slowly. Then, “ When do you expect Lady Branksmere home ‘2” her? My manner.” impatiently, “is absurd. One would think by it there was some mys- tery in the background, but in reality there is nothing. ” ‘ “Things often look like that.” “ It was all terribly sudden, terribly un- expected. The marriage with Branksmere, I mean. She had always avoxdcd him, as y I thoughtâ€"hadâ€"had, in fact"â€" with a little rushâ€"“ given us the idea that she ivrather disliked him than otherwise, so that when one morning she came into the school ‘ room and said in her pretty, slow, indiffer- ent way that she was going to marry him in a month, we were all so thunderstruck that I don’t believe one of us opened our lips.” “ A wise precaution. ” “I’m not so sure of that. I doubt our silence ofi'ended her. ‘Your congratulations are warm,’ she said, with that queer little laugh of hers you will come to understand in time. It was cruel of us, but we were all so taken aback.” “Itis quitea usual name, no doubt,” says Mrs. Daryl, in a. tone that might almost suggest the idea. that she has recovered herself. “ Yet it gave to me a. tram of thought. Know him? Wellâ€"one can’t be sure. Short, little man. Eh?” “ Oh, no. Tall. verv tall” .____. ~ ~- “IA-J, IIMLVULJ¢ ““Mui‘iei is diificuit, you must under- stand. One can not read her, quite. Yet I did fancy she was in love with Captain Staines.” “Staines, Staines ‘3” “That was his name. He was staying with the Blounts, who live two or three mile; from this. Know him?” “I know so little, I imagine so much,” says Margery, with quick distress. “that I am half afraid to speak. But I always thought, until she declared her engagement to Lord Branksmere, that she liked some oneâ€"a great contrast to Branksmereâ€"who had been staying down here with some friends of ours for several months in the autumn. “'hether he and she quarreled,or whether she threw him over, or whether he tired, I know nothing.” “n:L,, “Pity I wasn’t theiéiiclst then. I’d have seen through it all in the twinkling of an eye,” declared Mrs. Billy, natvely._ “\f..-:..! :_ .aur ,mu able ‘3” ' “ Theâ€"the other fâ€"” “ Why, naturally, my dear child. It would be altogether out of the possibilities not to think at him. When a woman gets engaged and married, all in one second, as it were, to a man whom she appeared to dislike very cordially, the mmd as a rule is alive to the knowledge that there is another man'hidden aWay somewhere. " “ It was startling. of course. Tell me,” atooping toward Margery, and speaking vise-y glearly, “ was the other fellow desir- “ And doubly well for me. By the bye. there isone of you I seem to hear very lit- tle aboutâ€"Lady Branksmere, Muriel.” Margery getting up from the crazy old seat goes somewhat abruptly to the window. We don’t as a rule talk much of each other,” she says after a slight pause. “ Well do you know I think you do, a considerable lot at times,” returns Mrs. Billy with a quaint candor. “ But of herâ€"never ! I knew her marriage was a surprise to you all, because Billy was so taken aback by it. We heard of it when on our tour. But why? That is what I wantito know. Tell me about it.” “Look here,” says Mrs. Billy, good- naturedly, “If is is anything that requires you to think before answering, of what will sound well, don’t mind it; at; all. I would fit rather you didn’t. answer me.” “About it?” Miss Dafflriéélvdrs faintly, hesitates and looks confused. “About what?” ' “Yet, I should like to speak to you of her. It would be a. reliefâ€"a. comfort,” ex- claims Margery, eagerly, “though, indeed, I hardly know what it is I want to say. You are one of us now â€"her sister as much 3“ mineâ€"why then should I be silent about “ I was Ehinking Miy’s {boughbs How well it is for us that you married Billy 2” Kg; (eye; {ire full of tears. “ And weâ€"we thought he should have to leave the Manor,” begins Margery, a. little guilty, full confession:on the tip of her tongue, but Mrs. Billy Will not listen. “ Rubbish” she cried gayly, “ as if this dear old shed isn’t big enough to hold a. garrison ! Why, if we do come to logger- hoad or apitch battle there’s plenty of room herein which to fight it out ; that’s one com- fort. Why so serious, Meg ‘3” “ T m... .L:..I.:.... nt-..v.. .L-___L._ u-.. . “ Thgt’s all right. Quite right. That is Just as 11: should be,” sweetly. And now we are real sisters without any law about it.” “ AHA n... .... ..L_.___L.. __ -L--_IJ L---- 1.- There is a. sxlence that lasts for quite a minute, as Margery embraces Mrs. Bally while they sit at the window of the room the latter so much admires; then, “I love you.” Says Margery, simply, a little tremor in her voice. ‘ 0h! thou hast set my busy bpain at_work. And now she masters up a tram of things. Which to preserve my peace. l’d cast aside And sink in deep oblivion." OR, LOVE IS ALWAYS THE SAME. CHAPTER IV. HIS HEIRESS ,I “ Gâ€"o; too,” repeats M iss' fiaryl, but in a. very different tone, and then, as though im- pelled to it by the glad youth within them, they b°th “EYE“ 03a: magmas. LEA,” “ That. is a kinder wish than you mean,” says the young man. clasping her hands. “N o. I won’t go. Would I take joy from you? And do your words mean that if I went joy would of necessity go too ‘3" “ I won? come here at all if it displeases you,” says Mr. Bellew, in a. white heat. “ Say the word. and I go forever 1” There is something tragic about this. “ Go, and" Joy go with you. "’ returns she scornfully. Aftera. while Mr. 11211;; grows grave agaix» ' This contemptuously, and as though Cur- zon Bellew was a. person distinctly inferior to file burglar. “ \\ ell, I won’t have it l”â€"decisively. “I won’t be followed about by anything but my own terrier, and I distinctly refuse to be made by you the laughing-stock of the world. She was dying with laughter. I could see that. I tell you she thought first you had designs of the house. 1 had to ex~ plain you away. I had ”â€"angrilyâ€"“ to assure her you weren’t a. burglar,but only a. person called Curzon _Bellevg'.” “ \Vell, so I did,” indignanbly. “ I did the regulation thing mght through. Knock ed at the ‘ front Udoor" ; asked for Mr. Duty I; heard he was out; left my card, and then thought I’d come round here to look for you.” “ Bless me! I hope not 1” says Mr. Bel. lew, who probably had never known fear until this moment. “ Iâ€"-I think I’ll go,” he says, falteringly. You can’t. ' She’s coming. Why on earth couldn’t you have called at the hall door like any other decent Christian?” “ New? One would think she was a. pur- chase. What an extraordinary way we speak of one‘s sister-in-law,” exclaims Meg, who is determined to give quarter nowhere. “ Yes,” she was so annoyed by your prowl- ing that she is coming round presently to give you a. bit; of her mind.” “Mrs: Daryl? What, ! Th'e fiew woman,” anxip_u31y. 7 “Mrs. Daryl has been gazing at you through an upper window for the last ten minutes. and very naturally came to the conclusion that you were a. person of no character whatsoever. She was nearer the mark than she knew?” puts in Miss Daryl, viciously. “ I didn’t betray you.” “ W by, what on earth have I been doing now?" demands Mr. Bellew, in a. bewilder- ed tone. "‘ Make an ass of yourself 2” interrupts ‘Miss Daryl, wrathfully, who unconsciously adopted a. good many of her brother’s pretty phrases. “ And here .’” looking round her. “ is this the only place you could think of? Is there no drawing-room in the house that you must needs be found prowling about the shrubberies? Anything more outrage- ous than your behavior could hardly be imagined l” , almost. mto M r. neuew's wxumg arms. “ Ah! here you are at last,” cries the young man in an accent of undisturbed de- light as she comes up to him breathless. “I thought you’d never come ! Such a. century as it has seemed. Three weeks in town and not a. line from you. You might have wrltten one, I think ! I gothack an hour ago, and hurrled over here toâ€"” “ Just warn him that; I’m comingâ€" and so is his last hour,” calls out. Mrs. Bil- ly after her, convulsed with laughter. But Miss Daryl refuses to hear. She hurries on through the old-fashioned garden, full of Its quaint flowerbeds, and odd yew hedges cut in fantastic shapesâ€"past a. moss-growu sun-dial, and the strutting peacocks and their discordant scream, until she runs almost into Mr. Bellew’s willing arms. 5‘ I hope not,” returns Miss Daryl, With an attempt at indifference. Then she gives way as she catches the other’s eye, and breaks into petulant laughter. “ He is a thorough nuisance,” she says, in a vexed tone. “ Be is never of the premises.” “ The boys are so attractive,” adds Mrs. Billy. “ At that rate, I expect the sooner 1 beCome acquainted with him the better. Take me down, Meg, and bring me face to face with him. As you evidently’can’t bear him, I suppose I had better begin well and rout him With great slaughter at this our first meeting. Shall I exterminate him with a blow, orâ€"” “ 1 think if you will walk rather slowly. I will just run on and tell him you are com- ing,” she says rather jerkily, looking ask- ance at her companion as if a. little bit ashamed of her suggestion, and then without waiting for an answer, speeds away from her, swift as an arrow from the bow. When they get to the small armory door, however, that leads directly into the gar~ den, she comes to a sudden halt. “Thefs kind of him,” says Mrs. Billy. She laughs a. little. “ One would think it was the house he came to see,” she goes on. meditatively ; “at least, that portion of it where the school-room windows begin. By the bye, Meg, it is there you sit, as a rule, eh. " I’d keep my eye on that young man, if I were you. He is up to something; I hope it isn’t theft.” “ Do anything you like to him,” says Meg, who 13 evidently full of rage when she thinks of the invader. 1 "‘ You know him? It is true, then. He is a person of bad character in the neigh- borhood,” exclaimed Mrs. Daryl, looking round at her. “ 0h ! as to that, no ! I don’t think it is a. burglar,” says Margery, temporizing disgracefully. “ It’s -it’s nobody in fact. I fancy, as well as I can see, that it is a. Mr. Bellow !” “Ah!” Mrs. Billy grows even more thoughtful. “Mr. Bellow seems rather struck with the house ! An architect, per- "‘ No. Only a. neighbor. A friend of the boys, in fact. He comes here no see thewery 9M9”. _ _ haps 2 Margery, coming nearer. peers excitedly over her shoulder at the suspicious-looking person in question. As she does so her face grows hot. The bushes may hide his in- dividuality from a. stranger, but to her than gray coat, those broad shoulders are unmisâ€" takable : she gives way to a. smothered ejaclilation. _ _ man in the garden ! He is gazmg about him in a most suspicious manner. What can he want? See ! there he is. Ah ! now you’ve lost him again. He appears to me to keep most artfully behind the bushes. Can he be a. burglar taking the bearing; of the house with intent to rob and murder us all in our beds ?” 9” The mate and crew of the Nova Scotia steamer Annie, who have just returned to Canada. from England, tell a terrible tale of the sea. The vessel was on her way from Nova. Scotia to Havana. with a. cargo of timber, when she sprang a. leak and cap- slzed. The mate and crew of four men were thrown into the sea, which was rough at the time, but the deck-load falling over- board the vessel partially righted herself, and the men were able to lash themselves to a rail on the steamer’s side. In this position they remained for seven days, the sea often up to their waist, and without a. particle of food or a drop of water. “There were some biscuits,” said the mate, “but they were salt-water soaked, and would have made us crazy. As it is, we shall carry the marks of that seven days to our graves. Eventually they were sighted by the German steamer Gutheil, and ‘were with much difficulty dragged from the cap- sized vessel, and taken to Bremerhsven. “What ‘3" cries Margery in turn, spring- ing to her feet. There is a sound of light, ghostly footsteps on the balcony beyond. and from the sullen mist a tall figure emerges clothed from head to heel in som- ber garments. It comes quickly toward them through the open window, the face hidden by a black hood, until almost with- in a yard or two of them. Then it comes to an abrupt stand-still and flings back the covering from its face. “One feels uncanny, somehow, as if strange things were about,” says Mrs. Billy presently, with a. rather nervous little laugh. “I can’t bear lightning, can you ‘2 And there is sure to be plenty of it before the morning. What a. weird night. Look _how dark it is without. Ah ! what is that Ilinner long since has come to an end ; it is now close on ten o’clock. Margery and Mrs. Daryl are sitting together in the li- brary, before a. blazing fire-rather silent, rather depressed in spite of themselvesâ€"a. little imbued unconsciously by the electric fluid with which the air seems charged. The windows leading on to the balcony are thrown wide open. The fire has been lighted as us1ul, but the night is almost suffocating, so dense and heavy is the still, hot atmosphere with- on t. The day has waned ; nightâ€"a. dark, damp. spring nightâ€"has fallen upon the earth. There is an extreme closeness in the air that speaks of a. coming storm. The shadow of a starless night is throwrx over the world that lies sleeping uneasily beneath its weight, and from the small rivers in the distance comes the sound of rushing, that goes before the swelling of the floods. btorm and rain, and passionate wind, may be predicted for the coming morn. ' “Glad? IEwon’u put me out; in the least, if you mean that,” says Miss Daryl, slipping from him through the dewy branches. “Oh, Meg, to leave me Without: one kind word after three weeks. How can you ‘2” cries Bellew, in a. subdued tone that is full of grief.__ ‘7 Well, there,” says Meg, extending to him her little slender, White hand, with all the haughty graciogsness of a. queen. “ TC T nnmn '1‘ A nnnnn t- _.A__--._ M:AJ,L “If I come so dinner to- ~morrow night you v_vill be _.gla.d ‘P" “Margery ! Margery Daw ! \Vhere you ? Come in. The dew is falling.” Miss Daryl makes a step towards house. “That’s right. Put it all upon me by all means. I’m only a. woman. Ill-tempered ! Why. she is sweet. How can you so malign her '3” The two words “your friend” does it. From that moment Curzon Bellew is her slave. Margery murmurs something civil, and presently Mrs. Daryl, with another honeyed ‘word or two, disappears between the branches. “ Well?” says Meg. .z-r’tv-vyiey-gt» " Well 2" "W" *‘“‘ “She isn’t quite the ogress you imagined, eh? ’ “Why, it was you who used to call her that,” exclaims Curzon, with some righteous wrath. “And now you try to put it upon me. It is the most unfair thing I ever heard of. You have forgotten, you know. ” “Unfair ‘3” “Yes. You said you were miserable at the thought of having to live with an ill- temperedâ€"” “Billy was out then? I am so sorry. One of the servants told me on my way here that; you wished to see him. Never mind. Perhapsâ€"What do you think, Margery? i’erhaps your friend, Mr. Bellew, will dine with us without ceremony to-morrow even- “A voice comes to them through bwifight: “ You are very good,’ ’he stammers, feel- ing still somewhat Insecure, the revulsion or feeliggbeing extreme. Where is the ogress in all this? Mr. Bellew feels his heart go out to this pretty, smiling, gracious little thing upon the graveled path. “ So glad to meet you, Mr. Bellew,” says Mr. Daryl, with the sweetest smile. “Mar- gery tells me you are quite an old friend with all here, so I hope by and by we, you and I. shall be friends too.” "Certainly ! This is Mr. Bellew, a. very old friend of ours,” says Margery, in the tone of one who evidently deems the Mr. Bellew in question of no account whatso- ever. “ You will introduce me, Meg,” says the vision. smiling friendly wise at the discon- certed young man. “Is this the ogress. " the tyrant. " theâ€"” He IS strlcken dumb b' the sight of a. pretty little plump person who has emerged appaientlydfypm the laurel elpse 13y. “ Why, that; w'a'.s what you expected," says Mr. Bellew, very justly mcensed. “You sal â€"” “ All the rest of the world. She has a. nose, two eyes, and a. mouthâ€"quite ordin- ary. Disappomting,” isn ’t it. 9” “ Then she 1sn’”t- “ No. she 1511 't. "’ saucily. “ What did you expect? An egress. 9” “ Yes, yes, I know,” hastily. “ Ihat is why I want to be prepared. What; 18 she like. eh '2” “ Her? You should speak more respect- fully of such a. dragon as she has proved herself, if. indeed, you mean Mrs. Daryl. But why ask me for a photograph? She W111 be here in a moment toâ€"” “ Well,” asks he, confidentially, “what do you think of her?” Adrift For Seven Days- (TO BE CONTINUED.) the the are â€" Second to him in size and power was "a. shark which was an elder. brother. pf the. goddeSS Pele. Like'm’any‘ oi'the' other shark gods he was able‘at’pleasur'e to assume the. ] humanjform'; From time tottime‘h‘e Walked I among men. In his-fishgfiormhe is still said tofroem in the deep waters about the_isla.nd ofEMaui and-is claimedtebx msnyyss .3their s'peeial divinity, and protector; e , .One reason for the,afl‘cc‘tionvidis'played' tonyard the shark gods was th'et many-of them were supposed lobe othumam parentage. f Foruexample, tWo’of’them, whoyinhahi'ted thQ'FEwa. lag-i oon. were rioriginallyz ,..Hs.weiia,n ,children. One day theehil'dren disappeared, and their parents Were informed that they had been transformed intojzshsrks. ‘ Avs'sueh they'beQ came 'special ~lobje§ts of; worship :for this "pep" ple invthat vicinity; with which they “ma-in.- mined the most agreeablereietions. When one considers the amphibious habits‘hf the Hawaiians, and their familiarity with the dangers of the sea, it is not so very surpris- ing that they should prepitiate certain sharks and even maintain the most pleasant relations with them, as a defense against other sharks with whom they may not be on friendly terms. The worm is another divinity regarded With dread by these islanders. Once upon a time, as the story goes, a monster in this disagreeable shape lived in a cave at the base of a hill in the district of Ken, on Hawaii. By day he carefully kept out of sight, but at night he assumed the form of a man and made love to the daughter of a prominent chief in that neighborhood. The fraud being discovered, the creature was tracked to his den and slain by the angered relatives of his lady-love. But from his body sprang all the worms which are so de- The shark has been [Tet-Imps the most uni- versally worshipped of all the Hawaiian gods. Strange to say, the fish is regarded as peculiarly the friend and protector of all those who pay him devout attention. Each locality along the coasts of the islands used to have its special patron shark, whose name, history. place of abode and appear- ance were well known to all frequenters of the shore line. The largest and most cele- brated of these shark divinitles was a. male whose mouth was said to be“ as large as an ordinarygmss-house, and who could swallow two or three common sharks with ease' Most of the channels around the islands of Maui and Oahu were too shallow for his huge bulk. To avoid getting aground he spent most of his-time ‘in deep waters. Another powerful divinity is the fire god. dess Peleâ€"she who makes her abode in the crater of the terrific volcano Kilauea. She is the genius of the burning mountain. At times she assumes the appearance of a hand- some young woman, but usually she shows herself in her true form as a hideous hag, with a tattered and fire-burnt garment scarcely concealing the filth and nakedness of her person. Her bloodshot eyes and fiendish countenance paralyZe the beholder, but her touch turns him to stone. She is a. jealous and vindictive monster, delighting in cruelty, and at the slightest provocation overwhelming the victims of her rage. A painful deformity of the eyelid not uncom- mon in the Sandwich groups is attributed to the malice of this female fiend, who is herself represented as suffering from the most exaggerated nphthalmia. Fiercest of them and most universally dreaded is the lizard-god. She is repre- sented as s mermaidâ€"a woman above with long flowing tresses, while below she is a lizard. Usually she lives in the water, but at times she comes on land and appears as a beautiful girl. Every one who is well acquainted with the Hawaiians know the dread, even terror, which they feel at the sight of a lizard. “ Oh, the lizard l” is a. familiar exclamation of fear. The introduc- tion of small-pox and leprosy among them is attributed by the native sorcerers to the implacable malice of the lizard-god, who afflicts people with painful ulcers, eruptions and general wasting of the system. When a person is taken with a. chill on leaving the water, it is said to be due to her ill- Will. The average Hawaiian Still regards the Old gods of his nation as living and active be- ings,even though he may not worship them. Though Christianity has become the osten- sible religion of the Sandwich Islands, there has been a. very marked renewal of the old heathen faith within the last few years. It sleeps, but it is not dead. There are plenty of gods in the native pantheon. Under these happy conditions arts and industries prospered. The manufacture of “ kapa. ” bark flourished and made progress in the direction of variety of fabric and aesthetic finish. Royal garments of wen. rous beauty were woven out of birds’ feath- ers. Tools of'stone and wood were invented and improved. Great engineering enter- prises were undertaken, such as irrigating systems and great sea walls inclosing bays and reefs for fish ponds. The antiquity of some of these works is so great that even tradition fails to account for their ori in. The deep water fish pond on the Islan of Kauai is said to have been built by a fabled race of dwarfs, remarkable for their cun. ning and engineering skill.“ I 1 .s .- {Sirnnge and Terrible Gods once Worship- } ped by the Natives. The Washington Bureau of Ethnology has received from the Hawaiian Isiandsaquan- tity of information respecting the traditions and religious beliefs of the natives inhabit- ing that group which just at this time pos- sesses a great deal of interest. Their pilgrim fathers, according to the accepted story, first reached this paradise of the Pacific in canoes with mat sails, bringing with them a. few household idols, a live pig or two, some emaciated chickens, a bread-fruit plant, and some seeds. There were women as well as men in the company, but the lit- tle children had succumbed to the hardships of the voyage. These people were sur- vivors of a party defeated in tribal warfare on some ocean isle in Polynesia. Coming upon the refuge in the midst of a watery waste, they gladly took possession of it. No inhabitants had preceded them. They found fish and shrimps in the streams, while the ocean afi‘orded shellfish, crabs and other provender. Fruits, some of them un. familiar to the new-comers, were plentiful. They hit upon the “kapa” plant, from the bark of which they knew how to make cloth, and with it they renewed their scanty wardrobes. A delight to them was the discovery of the taro, growing wild in 3 the mountain streams. which they hailed as an old friend. They knew it as a dry land crop, and generations passed before they learned to adopt the present method of cul- tivating it in permanent patches of stand- ing water. THE HAWAIIAN PANTHEON- _ ‘ ~ â€"‘ ~ -- var-“'99 L. F. Spring, the'chief of the expedition, in an interview saidâ€"“ I propose to- form a. township as near as possible to the Beira. ‘ Railway, to which a. read will be speedily’ constructed, and an English community“ will soon be located upon. the spot where , (Gungunhana Once had his ‘kraal,._' Farms 2 are: to be laid out at once by our surveyor, Mr. Garrard, and exploration parties will be. formed to prospect for gold and‘other. "precious metals with which-the distriét' ‘ abounds} , I know the whole countryérgnd: :7 Vhaje no ,fear.for_the health of the expedia ~ The dirtiest and mgst u the world is Amoy, China. . :The advance portion of an expedition left; Lohdon on Saturday for Mozambique'fiv where it is proposed to form a._n English settlement; 'JIt,.=i§-:='proposed itnojco'lonise - nearly 300 square miles of territory be~j. V: tween the» rivers Zambesi and Sabi, acquired by the: Premieqfloncéssions 'of: Mozambique w Company, and confirmed by the Anglo-xv» Portuguese Convention of 1891; Captain » Ti 14‘ Q..._:-.... LL.‘ 4 - ,- gre; . ‘A remarkable instance of bravery amid the dangers of coalmining has come to light at St Helens. A couple of the new shafts are being sunk at the Les Green 'Collieries, and the solid rock is destroyed by blasting operations. A day or two ago this work was being superintended by George Atkin- son, a young man residing in Boundary Road, St. Helens. Four blasting cartridges had been “ramned” home, and all the men. with the exception of Atkinson and an assistant, were taken up the shaft before the shots were fired. \Vhen everthing was completed Atkinson signalled up the shaft and received a reply that all was right and ready for winding up the hoppetâ€"the large iron bucket used in sinking operations. At- kinson accordingly lit the fuse attached to the shots and jumped into the hoppet. To the intense horror of Atkinson and his companions, however , the “hoppet” re- !mained at the bottom of the shaft, some ‘260 yards from the surface, and w'thin a ‘ few feet of the four shots, rammed“ home’ in the rock, which were expected to go off in the course of a few = econds. To remain there meant almost certain death under terrible cir- cumstances. Atkinson leapt from the “hop- pet,” however, and extinguished the fuse at- tached to one cartridge, but at that moment the “ hoppet” moved upwards. Atkinson, as quick as thought, sprang forward, grasped the edge of the “ hoppet" with both hands, and in that terrible position, with his body and legs hanging down, he was rapidly wound up the shaft. A few moments after they had left the bottom of the shaft, the three shots exploded with terrific force, and the men escaped the danger which had threatened from that quarter. Whilst ascending the shaft Atkinson, by a supreme effort, raised himself sufficiently to rest one arm upon the edge of the “ hoppet,” and in that position finally reached the surface after a. frightful ascent. As may naturally be imagined his life literally depended upon his keen grasp of the iron “hoppet” and, his fellow-workmen warmly congratulate ' him upon his escape from a terrible death. Atkinson's assistant, who remained in the“ “ hoppet,” was so overcome by terror that. notwithstanding Atkinson’s appeal for help, he was unable to render the slightest assis- tance to Atkinson during the ascent. Another English Settlement in Africa Of all the familiar spirits which an Ha. waiian sorcerer summons to execute his wishes the most dreadful is an “ unihipili." To secure the services of a demon of this sort the magician takes the corpse of a dead child and removes the flesh from the bones. The latter, together with the hair, he does up in a bundle. Over these remains he performs elaborate ceremonies, until at length he feels a strange supernatural power coming upon him, enabling him to see into the mysteries of the unseen world and to do many wonderful things. To increase this power to a still greater degree he divides the remains of the infant into four parts. One portion he throws into the burning Lake of Kilagca, a second he casts into the sea, a third hg’eommits to a river or lake, and the fourth he preserves and hides away. The sorcerer is now invested with a power most infernal. The shark "in the sea, the lizard on the land and the spirit of the air are his remorseless agents to pursue, torment and destroy his victims. The fiend which takes these varied shapes has no kindness nor compassion for any on . There are lesser demons of a similar kin which are of a milder disposition. A little infant cast Into the ocean may become a"? shark ; another throwu into fresh water may be- come a lizard, The Hawaiian magicians teach that the decay of their race is the result of the vengean ‘e of the ancient 'dei- ties, who are ofiended at being supplanted by the white man’s God, who was brought over the water in a bookâ€"i. e., the Bible. taro, potatoes, yams, bananas, etc. , into a. net, which he hung up in the sky out of reach, it was a rat. hidden in the net. which hit a. hole in it and let all the provender fall to earth. The “cat’s cradles,” which the Hawaiians are so expert in weaving on fingers with loops of string, serve to illus- trate the making and the breaking of the net of Makalii. Large mammals being unknown to the islanders of the Pacific, the early Hawaiians regarded the pig as the most powerful of all. land animals. In one of their legends, which ‘requires sixteen hours to repeat, the hero is a gigantic hog who was able for a time to defy the power of the mighty Pele. Like so many of the demi-gods of native mythology this unruly beast was born of human parents, and could appear asa hand- some young man, a fish or a tree. The owl and the rat are regarded as most beneficent divinities. \Vhen the god Makalii attempt- ed to rob mankind of food by putting all the stru ctive to vegetation, as well 18 the se cucumbers and allied forms of marine life. Temble Predicament of Miners- unhealthy c' strict .' ‘1'“;de lg in: :1. Ltenui ’. an 'bo‘ mv ‘of , That day ['3 there Alic to the door an’ told him stufl' an’ things to do. she, “whatever you do, < ine’s shoes, an’ stop in store an’ see if her hat’s to go to meetin’ tonight bring me some sugar an fruit an’ bakin’ powders I’m lookin’ fur Aunt Me “Well, ma,” says Joe, sn’ gettin’ out his led pen ’em down.” “0 my m Ann, “can’t you rec’lect the baby’s paragoric now fur I don’t want to be k4 with a. squallin’ young ’el 3,.callip’ after him when 0’ the gate. “Well, we} lie Benders, its jist as we got married.” Gittin’ m1 what its cracked up be be Well, the very next thi Joe Hig ins had run 05' my, ad hain't s-sidin’ glnersl that does that a gidiu’ in ’th Joe ' ' , I said then that he's ma thin’ out o’ the way. nutrien’a a failm mywa I had a good notion to“ that day an' I wish 1 hm I feel sorry fur her, an’ I too ; I fgel s_qrry fur all ‘ ' I like u; see a. woman dren an’ do fur ’em,but I: be first ever time. A-po b’lieve Joe Higgins’ had his back fur years. Ew make an’ scrape went I Mabeline must have thi gether, an’ Alice Ann 1 an' earth to u got ’em in many a. time it wuz a I ways things wuz a goin’ I wouldn’t be s'prised if his mind. An’ I reckon feller, er he wouldn't a g “ O, y,es ”she says,‘ i enough, ybut nobody kns‘ save an’ worry to keep children a- -lookin’ dec nothin’, but 1’s 3. doing an’ I ’low Joe wuz boo. table then, an’ 0’ course baby till Alive Ann p0 an’ he shack the fly brd time we’s a-eatin’. and some more bread : whe the chicken she give me youngens all the good pi an’ back fur Joe. I see it an’ I declare if it was}! ’th ever blessed thing a? youngens first, Alice A po_re Joe got the leaxinl yes,” says she, “we’ve to buy ’em with, hail like a man. You know we didn’t have the ma Mabeline a-needin’ a n a summer bat an’ good I’d like to know when from. I wish I’ ever I could have things Iik¢ ’em,” says she a-oomi: her arm up “ O, I think you’re well. Alice Ann,” says fur Joe I could a-crie‘ she, a-drawin’ her face wimmin folks does son look awful pious when ‘ rampant inside of’em. An’ if you’ll b’lieve‘ in with a. bucket full‘ gravy on her arm, an' to him fur that I hain‘ jist the way,” say she.‘ “ this plaged old cool agg n body’s life out. i woman in a hundred ’6 one, an’ I 'hain’n a-goin much longer myself.‘ “ Why. ma,” says Jot “ I’ve been tryin’ bol other’n fur I don’t kna “ Pa, this here col tad I can’t get along you’d see what ails cl you’re about it, fur 1 water half tha time. I. bucket full now, ful without spillin’ it; all \Vell, as 1': a we there peared to me in the house a min things fur him to tuck my things off awful broke down a fur Joe wasn’t, «m‘ brightened up a bi asked just like he a in’ on, an' if Tildy well as common. J talker, but a. body he's glad to seen eri kind ways about l the kitchen a gettim menced askin’ him the grocery snore,§ “ Pa, you’ll haf no ‘ an’ git me some sod right, ma,” says 11 ’tbout a word when; in’ some sort of I Mabeline a-curlin’ 1 could o’ gone jist aq‘ never ofi'ered to mm! a hundred dollars j you’d not set around out 0’ your pap.” I‘; youngens haint mucli owin’ mostly to the 1 how they turn out, [i Joe hadn’t more’n go commenced again. word I don’t see b long as he did. don’t. Thinks I I over there’, think: yqu’re a killin’ yox till he’s dead ’00 Ilztl-s Ind ‘ Well, well, I’s ‘ night at a. body ne a-happen ’em. ' mind jist as well a the last time I see an’ went- over to 8' â€"-you know Joe I I hint no hand t then go ’way an’ ‘ ’em, specially ’bou mn’t help but say worst slave fur his ’at ever anybody my life when Joe’s d6 this.” or it an’ never