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warm» I.» . n, 14va c... . 7M1. ,. ., .. r m.» - a. «c .Farfrae’s for her. i the surrounding villages. CHAPTER. XXXVI. Returning from her appointment Luâ€" cetta saw a man waiting by the lamp nearest to her own door. \Vhen she StOODed to go in he came and spoke to her. It was Jopp. He begged her pardon for address- ing her. Farfrae had been applied to by a neigh- bouring corn-merchant to recommend a V"(Wk-111g partner; if so, he wished to offer himself, security, and had stated as much to Mr. Farfrae in a letter; but he would be, and bore about the same .so-Cial reâ€" llation to the King of PrusSia as the latter bore to the Golden Crown. At first sight the inn was so Iespeciab.e las to be puzzling. But at the corner I of the public-house was an alley, a mere slit, dividing it from the next build- ing. Half-way up the alley was anar- ! row door, shiny and paintless from the ’rub of infinite hands and shoulders. ‘ )Ir. . But he had heard that l'l‘his was the actual entrance to the . inn. , i A pedestrian would be seen abstract- iedly passmg along Mixen Lane; and :then, in a moment, he would vanish, He could give gOOdLr‘causing the gazer to blink like Ashâ€" ,ton at the disappearance of Ravens- .wood. The abstracted pedestrian had : edged into the slit by the adrOit fillip feel much obliged if Lucetta would sady lof this person sideways; from the.sli_t a word in his favour to her husban :jhe edged into the tavern by a sum. “It is a thing 1 know nothing about. i lar exercise of skill. said Lucetta coldly. l "But you can testify to my trustâ€"l worthiness better than anybody, ma’-§ am,” said Jopp. “ I was in Jersey set’- i eral years, and knew you there by! sight." “ But I knew | l “Indeed,” she replied. nothing of you." “I think, ma'am, that a word from you would secure for me what I cov- : et very much,” he persisted. . She steadily refused to have anything to do with the affair, and, because of her anxiety to get indoors before her husband should miss her, left him on the pavement. l He watched her till she had vanished, and then went home. When he got there he sat down in the fireless chim- ney corner looking at the iron dogs. A movement upstairs disturbed him. and Henchard came down from his bed- room, where he seemed to have been rummaging boxes. “I wish," said Henchard, “you would do me a service Jopp, now, tonight, I mean, if you can. Leave this at lVIrs. I should take it my- self, of course, but I don’t wish to be] seen there.” ~ He handed a package in brown paper, sealed. Henchard had been as good as his word. “ Well, how have ye got on to-day f” his lodger asked. “ Any prospect of an opening i" “I am-afraid not,” said Jopp, who had not told the other of his applica- tion to Farfrae. “ There never will be in Casterâ€" bridge,” declared Henchard decisively. ”You must roam farther afield.” He then returned to his own part of the house. Jopp knew there had been something of the nature of wooing between Hen- l chard and the now D his vague ideas on the subject narrow- ed themselves down to these; Henchâ€" ard had a parcel belonging to Mrs. Farfrae, and he had reasons for not reâ€" turning that parcel to her in person. What could be inside it? So he went on and on till, animated by resentment at Lucetta’s haughtiness. as he thought it, and curiosity to learn if there were any weak sides to this transaction with Henchard, he examined the package. The pen and all its relations being awk- ward tools in Henchard’s hands, he had affixed the seals without an impresâ€" s. Farfrae ; and efficacy of such a fastening depended on this. Jopp was far less of a tyro; he lifted one of the Seals with his penâ€" knife, peeped in at the end thus opened. saw that the bundle consisted of let- ters; and. having satisfied himself thus far, scaled up the end again by sim- ply softening the wax with the candle, and went off with the parcel as reâ€" quested. Coming into the light at the bridge which stood at the end of High Street, he beheld lounging thereon Mother Cuxsom and Nance Mockridge. “ Ve be. just going down Mixen Lane way, to look into Saint Peter’s Finger afore creeping to bed," said Mrs. Cux- som. ”There‘s a. fiddle and tambour- ine going on there. Lord, what’s all the worldâ€"do ye come along too, Jopp â€"’twon’t hinder ye five minutes." Jopp had mostly kept himself out of this company, but present circum- stances made him somewhat more reck- less than usual, and without many words he decided to go to his destinaâ€" tion that way. )Iixen Lane was the Adullam of all It was the hidingâ€"place of those who were in dis- tress, and in debt. and in trouble of every kind. Farm labourers and oth- er peasants. who combined a little poaching with their farming, and alit- tle brawling and bibbing with their poaching, found themselves sooner or later in Mixen Lane. Rural mechan- ics too idle to mechanise, rural ser- vants too rebellious to serve, drifted or were forced into Mixen Lane. Yet this mildewed leaf in the sturdy and flourishing Casterbridge plant lay close to the open country; not a hund- red yards from a row of noble elms, and commanding a view across the moor of airy uplands and cornfields, and man- sions of the great. A brook divided the moor from the tenements. and to outward view there was no way across itâ€"no way to the houses but round about by the road. But under every householder’s stairs there was kept a mysterious plank nine inches wide; which plank was a secret bridge. \Valking along the lane at dusk the stranger was struck by two or three peculiar features therein. One was an intermittent rumbling from the back premises of the inn half-way up; this meant a skittle alley. Another was the extensive prevalence of whistlirg in the various domicilesâ€"a piped note of some kind coming from nearly every open door. Another was the frequency of white aprons over dingy gowns among the women around the doorways. Yet amid so much that was bad, needy respectability also found a home. Under some of the roofs abode pure and virtuous souls. whose presence there was due to the iron hand of ne- cessity, and to that. alone. .. The inn called Saint Peter’s Finger was the church of Nixon Lane. It was centrally situate. as such places should sion, it never occurring to him that, the \dc Ye mind, Richard, what fools we usâ€" l The company at the King of Prussia were persons of quality in comparison - with the company which gathered here; though it must be admitted that the ' lowest fringe of the King’s party touch- ed the crests of Peter’s at pomts. \Yaifs and strays of all sorts loitered about here. To this house Jopp and his acquaint- ances had arrived. ”The thunderbf bowls echoed from the backyard;swinâ€" gels hung behind the blower of the chimney; and ex-poachers and exâ€"game keepers, whom squires had persecuted without a cause (in their own View), sat elbowing each other. . “Dos’t mind how you could Jerk a trout ashore with a bramble, and not ruffle the stream, Charl 13” a deposed keeper was saying. “ ’Twas at that I caught ’ee once, if you can mind?” “That can I. But the worst larry for me was that pheasant business at Hcrewood. Your wife swore false that time. Joe,â€"-oh, she didâ€"there’s no deny' ing it.” “ How was that 2” asked J opp. “ \Vhyâ€"Joe closed with me. and we rolled down together, close to his garâ€" den hedge. Hearing the noise, out ran his wife with the oven pyle. and 113 being dark under the trees she could- n’t see which was uppermost. “ \Vhere beest thee, Joe, under or top 2" she screeched. “Ohâ€"under,” says he. She then began to rap down upon my skull. back and ribs with the pyle till we’d roll over again. ”\Vhere beest now, dear Joe. under or top ”.3” she’d scream again. BY George, ’twas through her I was took! And then when we got up in hall she sware that the cock pheasant was one of her rearing, when ’twas not Your bird at all, Joe; ’twas Squire Brown's birdâ€"that’s whose 'twasâ€"one that we’d picked off as we passed his WOOId. an hour afore. It did hurt my feelings to be so wronged! . Ah Wellâ€"’tis over now." "I might have had ye days afore that,” said the keeper. “I was withâ€" In a few. yards of ye dozens of times. With a Sight more of birds than that Poor one.” “Yesâ€"’tis not our greatest doings that the world gets wind of,” said the furmity-woman, who lately settled in this Purlieu. sat among, the rest. It was she who presently asked J opp what was the parcel he kept so snugly un- der his arm. ”Ah, therein lies a grand secret,” 531d Jopp. “It is the passion of love. To think that a woman should love one man .so well, and hate another so un- merCifully." .H‘VhO's the object of your meditaâ€" tIon. 811‘ 2” 1 ” One that stands high, in this town. Id like to shame her! Upon my life twould be as good as a play to read her love-letters, the proud piece of silk and wax-work ! For ’tis her love-letters that I’ve got here.” Love letters 13 then let’s hear ’em, good soul,” said Mother Cuxsom. “Lord, ed to be when we were younger? get- ting a schoolboy to write ours for us; and giVing him a penny, do ye mind. not to tell other folks what he’d put in- Side, do .ye mind i?” ‘ “By this time Jopp had pushed his finger under the seals, and unfasten- ed the letters, tumbling them over and picking up one here and there at ran- dom, which he read aloud. These pas- sages soon began to uncover the secâ€" ret which Lucetta had so earnestly hopâ€" ed. to keep buried, though the epistles, being allusive only, did not make it altogether plain. 7 Mrs. Farfrae wrote that!” said Nance Mockridge. “ ”I‘is a' humbling thing for us, as respectable women,that one of the same sex could 'do it. And now’s she‘s vowed herself to another man!” So much the better for her,” said i the furmity-woman. “Ah, I saved her from a real bad marriage, and she’s never been the one to thank me.” .I say, what a good foundation for a sk‘i‘mmity-ride,” said Nance. .. ’1 lrue, ’ said Mrs. Cuxsom reflecting. ¢ Tis as good a ground for a skimmi- ty-ride as ever I knowed; and it ought not to be wasted. The last one seen in Casterbridge must have been ten years ago, if a day.” , .At this moment there wasa shrill whistle, and the laindlady said to the 31131? (gho had beeXur called Charl, “’Tis . mg in. ould 'e down the bridge for me)?” go and let \l lvthOllt replying Charl and his com- rade Joe rose, and receiving a lantern from her went out at the back door and down the garden-path, which end- :(llréifé'uptly Eat th: eldlg: of the stream y men iOne . a ' ' he had had much luck.y sked him If “Not much,” he said ' ' ' “All safe inside?” indifferently. Receiving a reply in the affirmative, he went on inwards, the others withâ€" drawmgthebridge and beginning to retreat in 1115 rear. Before, however, they had entered the house a cry of Ahoy from the moor led them to pause. The cry was repeated. They pushed the lantern into an out-house, and went back to the brink of the stream. .Ahoyâ€"is this the way to Caster- bridge? ’ said some one from the other side. said Charl. “Not in particular,” “There’s a river afore ye.” :‘I don’t careâ€"here’s for through it,” said the man in the moor. “I’ve had travelling enough for toâ€"day.” ‘ _“Stop a minute, then,” said Char , finding that the man was no enemy. “Joe, bring the lank and lantern; here’s mebody t at’s lost his way. You should have kept along the turn- pike road, friend, and not harm strook across here.” _ “I shouldâ€"asI see now. Bull: I saw a light hm. and. “says I .to myself, that s a' short out, depend on't.” The plank was now lowered;r and the stranger’s form shaped itself from the darkness. He was a_ middleâ€"aged man, with hair and whiskers prematurely gray. and a broad and genial lace._He had‘crossed on the plank Without heSita- tion, and seemed to see nothing odd in e transit. . 5 . th“VVhat place is this?’ he asked, when l thev reached the door. “u 'A public house.” . ‘ . _ _ "Oh. Perhaps it w11i suit me to put up at. Now then, come in and wet your whistle at my expense, for the lift-over you have given me. They followed him into the inn, where the increased light exhibited him . as one who would stand higher in an estimate by the eye than 111 0119 by the ear. . . . Apparently surprised at the kind of company which confronted him through the kitchen door, he at: once abandonâ€" ed his idea of putting up apthe house; but taking the situation lightly. he called for glasses of the best, pald for them as he stood in the passage, and turned to proceed on his way by the front door. This was barred, and while the landlady was unfastening it the conversation about thoskim‘ mington was continued in the SIttingâ€"room, and reached his ears. . “\Vhat do they mean by a ”Sklmhl’w tyâ€"rid-e?” he asked. “Oh. sir,” said the landlady. “’tis a old foolish thing they do 111 these parts whe n a man’s wife iSâ€"-W811. a bad bar- gain in any way. But. as a reSpectâ€" able householder I don’t encourage it," "Still, are they going to do it shortâ€" ly? It is a good sight to see, I SUP“ pose?” " . “\Vell sir,” she funniest thing under the sun! costs money.” “Ah! such thing. Now I shall be in Caster- bridge for two or three weeks to come, and should not mind seeing the perâ€" formances. \Vait a moment.” He turned back, entered the sitting room, and said, “Here, good folks; I should like to see the old custom you are talking of, and I don’t mind being something towards itâ€"take that.” He threw a sovereign on the table and re- turned to the landlady at the door, of whom, having inquired the way into the town, he took his leave. “There were more where that one came from,” said Charl, when the sov- ereign had been taken up and handâ€" ed rto the landlady for safe keeping. “By George! We ought to have got a few more while we had him here.” "No, no,” answered the landlady. “This is a respectable house, and I’ll have nothing done but What’s honor- able...” . ' “Well,” said J opp; “now we’ll consid- er the business J opp; “now we’ll consid- get it in train.” .- “W'e will,” said Nance. “A good laugh warms *mys‘heart more than a cordial, and that’s the truth on’t.” J opp gathered up the letters, and it being now somewhat late, he did not attempt to call at'Farfrae’s with them that night. He reached home, sealed them up as before, and delivered the parcel at its address next morning. \Vithin an hour its contents were reâ€" duced to ashes by Lucetta, who, poor. soul! was ihclined to'fall down on her knees in thankfulness that at last no ev1dence remained of the unlucky epi- sode. With Henchard ,in her past. For, innocent aS.She had been of deliberate- ly lax intentions therein, that episode. 1f khOWIl. Fwas not the-less likely to operate fatally between herself and her husband: ', CHAPTER. XXXVII. 811011 was the state of things when .the current affairs of Casterbridge were mm‘n‘upted by an event of 811th magâ€" nitude that its influence reached to the lowest social stratum there, stirring the depths of its society so sensibly as to cut into the midst of the preparations for the skimmington. A royal personage was about to pass trhr 011311 the borough, on his course tar- th'eir west, to inaugurate an immense engineering work out that way. He had consented to halt half-anâ€"hour or so in the town, and to receive an (adâ€" dress from the Corporation of Casterâ€" bridge, . The. address was prepared on parchâ€" intent, by an artist, who was handy at Ornamental lettering, and was laid on WIth the best gold-leaf and colors that the Signâ€"painter had in his shop. The Council met on the Tuesday before the aPPOIDted day, to arrange the details 0.: Procedure. While they were Sitting. the door of the Council Chamâ€" ber standing open, they heard a heavy footstep coming up the. stairs. It adâ€" vanced along the passage, and Hen- Chard entered the room, in clothes of fralied and- threadbare shabbiness, the very clothes which he had used to wear In the Primal days when he had sat 31119118 them. . , "l have a feeling,” he said, advancmg to the table and laying his hand. upon the green cloth, “that I should like to join ye in this Deception of our illus- ['rloll-S Visitor. I suppose I could walk with the rest?” Embarrassed glances were exchangâ€" ed by the Council, and Grower nearly air: the end of his quill-pen, so gnaw- ed he it during, the silence, Farfrae, the YOUIlg; Mayor, Who by virtue of.his office sat in the large chair, intuitive- 13’ caught the sense of the meeting, and as Spokesman was obliged to utter it: glad as he would have been that the duty should have fallen to another tongue. , g “L hardly see that it would be pro-- Per. Mr. Henchard,” said he. “The Council are the COuncil, and as ye are no 10118‘61‘ one of the body, there would be an irregularity in the proceeding. If Ye were included, Why not others?” ."I. have a. particular reason for Wishing to assist at the ceremony.” Farfrae looked round. “I think I have expressed the feeling of the Coun- Gil,” he said. "Yes, yes,” from Dr. Bath; Lawyer Long, Alderman Tubber, and several more. "Then I am not to be allowed to have anything to do with it officially?" “I am afraid, so; it is outmf the ques- tion, indeed, But of course you can see the doings full well, such as they are to be; like the rest 0f the spectators.” Henchard did not reply to that very obvious suggestion, and, turning on his heel. went awayl"; . . "I’ll welcome his Royalty, or no- body shalxll” he went about saying. "I am not going to be Bat 11 n by Far- f-rae. or shy of the rest 0 the paltry crew. You shall soot” . The eventful morning was bright. a. full-fawd sun confronting early win- dow-gaz'ers eastWard, and all perceived that'there'was permanence in the glow. Visitors scon’ began to £1001: in frOm 00111“? houses, villages, remote copses, simpered, “’tis the And it _____________,__._____'__â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"- land lonely uplands, the latter in oil- ‘rate to be near it. I remember hearing of some i vth Florizel, and if you fail to make ed boots and tilt bopnets, to see the ~. . ' if not 0 see it, a 'any reception, or There was hardly a workman in the town who did not put a clean shirt on. . . Henchard fhad deter/mined to do no work that day. He primed himself in the morning with a glass. of rum, and Walking down the street met hliza- beth-Jane, whom he had not seen for a week. “It was lucky,” he said to her, 3“my twenty years had expired before this came on, or I should never have had the nerve to carry _it out. l “Carry out what?” said she, alarmed. "This welcome I am gomg to give our Royal visitor.” _. ‘ 0., “Shall we go and see it together: she said. . . “See it! I have other fish tofryfi You see it. It will be worth seeing! 1 She could do nothing to elucidate this, ’and decked herself out “filth-a. heavy :h-ear't. As the appointed time drew [near she got sight of henstepfather.‘ She thought he was gomg to the l King of Prussia; but no, he elbowed his way through the gay throng to the shop of \Voolfrey, the .draper. She waited in the crowd Without. In a few minutes he emerged, .wearâ€" ,ing a brilliant rosette, while in his lhand he carried a flag, of somewhat. homely construction. formed by tacking one of the small Union Jacks, which abounded in the town toâ€"day, to the end of a deal wandâ€"probably the roll- er from a piece of calico. Henchard rolled up his flag on the doorstep, put it under his armband went down the street. (To be‘ continued.) A ”ALAN AND HIS NECKTIE. ‘ “It is a curious thing," says an Eng- lish woman, “to note the subtle affin- ity between the young man and his necktie. Talk of ‘the style’ being ‘the man!’ In these days of sober mascu- line attire, the cravat, nine times out of ten, denotes thefiindividual, and,above all, his humor. Observe how he has fingered his tie and you shall know his mood. ’When I meet Florizel, for inâ€" stance, prancing down the street of an afternoon, with a little shepherd’s-plaid necktie twisted into the most rakish of bows, then I know that he has an ap- pointment with Amanda at 5 o’clock, and that the lady has a mind to listen to his suit. Other days I espy him in something limp and forlorn, and lav- ender colored. This is not a. lucky day. good your escape ‘he may go as far as to talk of his difficulties, darkly of the colonies, while for two- pence he will tell you of the perfidy of the whole female sex. There are menâ€"and worthy citizens tooâ€"who always wear blood-red silk about their throats. There are others who will adorn themselves with readyâ€" made bows, which buckle in some mystâ€" erious fashion, at the back; but this variety of the genius homo is held by the well dressed to be beyond the pale. There is yet another sort of man who invariably wears the most modest little pin-points or stripes. The color of his tie is dark blue or black; its texture is corded silk; and he wears it in a ra- ther depressed-looking sailors' knot. This is the kind of a young man you can depend upon. He is neat, careful, modest, conscientious, honorable and of good report. But, to tell the strict truth, he is not always deliriously amâ€" using. On the other hand beware of the youth who wears an enormous cravat frot'hing out on his unmanly bosom. He is, alias! too often a mauvaise langue, and would sacrifice youâ€"or his grand- acnotherâ€"in order to set the tea-table in a. roar. ' still more FOOTWEAR NEVERS. Some Mints as lo the Eiind of Iloots to “'car. Dr. Samuel Appleton, gives fourteen of them, which every person will de- rive comfort in heeding': 1. Never wear a shoe that will not al- low the great toe to lie in a straight line. 2. Never wear a shoe with a sole nar- orwer than the outline of the foot,trac- ed with a pencil close under the round- ing edge. - 3. Never wear a shoe that pinches the heel. » 4. Never wear a shoe or boot so large in the heel that the foot is not kept in place. 5. Never wear a shoe or boot tight anywhere. 6. Never wear a shoe or boot that has depressions in any part of the sole to drop any joint or bearing below the level plane. 7. Never wear ashoe with asole turn- ing up very much at the toes, as this causes the cords on the upper part of the foot to contract. 8. Never wear a shoe that presses up into the hollow of the foot. 9. Never have the top of the boots tight, as it interferes with the action of the calf muscles, makes one walk I[sadly and spoils the shape of the an- e. 10. Never come from high heels to low heels at one jump. 11. Never wear one pair of shoes all the time, unless obliged to do so. Two pairs of boots worn a day at a time alternately give more service and are much more healthful. 12. Never wear leather sole linings to stand upon. W'hite cotton drilling or linen is much better and more healthful. 13. Never wear a. short stocking, or one. which. after being washed is not, at least, one-half inch longer than the foot. Bear in mind that stockings shrink. Be sure that they’ will allow your toes to spread out at the extreme ends, as this keeps. the joints in place, and makes a strong and attractive foot. As to shape of stockings. the sin- gle digital or " one-toe stocking ” is the best. . 14. Never think that the feet will ow large from wearing proper shoes. nching and distorting makes them grow not only large but unsightly. A proper, natural use of all the muscles makes them compact and attractive. Wm l l Fifty Years Ago. This is the stamp that the letter bore \Vhich carried the story for and wile, Of certain cure fer the loathsome St "a; That bubbled up from the tainted 13.19 Of the blood below. And ’twas Aycr‘s name . And his sarsaparilla. that all now. lillziw. That was just beginning its light of fame with its cures of 50 years ago. \v Ayer’s Sarsaparilla is the original sarsaparilla. It has behind it a record for cures unequalled by any blood p‘UI'l- fying compound. It is the only sarsaparilla honored by a medal at the World’s Fair of 1893. Others imitate the remedy; they can’t imitate the record : 50 Years of Cures. h " W t i t i! 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