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| Made by the Panâ€" byterian Alliance. it this great industry is not the ignorance or dishonesty producer or deaier. . If 39’ anks I6HER â€"CRITIGISM, CONGREGATIONALISTS,. pOUD nâ€"producing acacias for fuel, so that two questions as toâ€" eed of a scientific the _ forests along Af ) esu is of Yalue 0o wovernment. _ A could certainly by advising the ‘he best method luable fuei supâ€" it exists there. lucted now the Ut in a most Fatigne parties 1 _ the boats the men have ue of the trees ; those which water and the is even staged ( the Bine Nie ur Central Af ike hold of the w hundred barâ€" od a; ple section, acked under the those ordinarily follow them up rival in L(:rnm lling pr.ce C ey had rece‘jred, of definite and vould be avrallk ». We are t. But it ruthless!y the RESTS ientific forests ‘arried i ‘f they to be r0spe P Dr n an perâ€" hom 11 ither they r its conâ€" were iture rp t 70 Ds for the revyo= the telliâ€" made ang this the nis ind aAn On t n i1 E4 t Ruby omund Carpenter had me â€" 6 -r:l :1 at a brilliant mptl(fl-\ g:':- on by a mutual friend during the p: mous wister. P firs It was the young girl‘s o ’;:::l?- in society, and she was as fresh, Ir we shall I« linger," Ed teryrnsed. He was ter should composed y young girl between t] look of en on, then I will tell you how I like © plans," and with a friendly smile nd nod, she took Mr. Carpenter‘s mroffered arm and passed out to the ‘rriage which stood waiting for them, rhile our young architect went back o mns humble room in Mr. Wayland‘s modest house, taking with him a ‘"«am _of sumsahine that brightoned "â€"ny a sumbsequent day. CHAPTER VI. A New Revelation. ‘‘Tell me, pleass, Mr. â€" Richardson," she said, turning te him, with her most winning smile, "were those the plans for my brother‘s new house that | saw upon the library table ?" ‘"They were, Miss Gordon." ‘"And did you make them ?" ‘"‘"Oh, no," replied Walter, with a amlle, "I am too youug in the business to have such a responsibility upon my shoulders. _ I merely assisted Mr. Conant about some of the minor deâ€" talls and with the specifications." "I! am very impatient to see them, and I shall make Robert show them to me the first thing toâ€"morrow. Perâ€" haps," she added, with a coquettish little toss of her bright head "I may not be exactly suited with the arâ€" rangement of my reoms. Do you supâ€" pose the great architect could be preâ€" valled upoun to make any changes at my suggestion ?" t« ter _Are you acquainted with Mr. Richâ€" ardson?" she asked, looking a â€"trifle surprised at finding them engaged in conversation. "I have the honor; our acquaintâ€" ance dates back ten years or more," Edmund replied, a sarcastic smile reâ€" vealing his white teeth, while his face clouded again as he noticed the light which came into Walter‘s eyes as they roted upon the fair girl. Ruby remarked it, also the hot {lush which the words had called again to tha young man‘s cheek, and someâ€" how she felt as if she wished to make amends for it. Ing for Mrs. White‘s party," and Edâ€" mund Carpenter turned abruptly from tho young man who shared his home for many years, the unpleasant glitâ€" ter in his eyes, tho disagreeable sneer on his lips changing to smiles as Ruby Gordon came tripping down stairs enâ€" veloped in a long wrap, a "fleecy notbâ€" Ing of blue and white wool wound about bor golden head. "I believe I hars been doing â€" very well ; at all events I am sure that the knowledge which I have gained will be of the greatest practical use to me in tho future," he answered. with qulet dignity. "Indeed! When you graduats, let me know, and maybe I shall have a job that I can give you. Ah! Miss Ruby, yor aro ready. We havo a delight{ful evenâ€" n The tone, mo itself, brought a choek. trade ?" "Ah! Wel and bhow do Eies o eemrn ut Sment " that you were â€"a visitor house." "I am not," Walter replied Iy came upon a matter of bu Mr. Conant." In the hall he encountered Edmund Carpenter face to lace, Sso it was Edmund, alter ali, as he bad feared, who was to escort Miss Gordon to Mrs. White‘s lawn party, and a thrill of pain shot through his hbheart at this confirmation of his fears. Young Carpenter seemed much surâ€" prised to see Walter there, and the old frown of annoyance clouded â€" his face as he recognized him. He had not seen him since he had told him that he could not accopt his offer, but had decided to take his future into his own hands. "Very well," he had coldly replied:; "I suppose there is nothing to preâ€" vent your doing as you please." And that was all that had been said upon the subject. * Now, however, curiosity â€" prompted him to stop him, while he remarked, with something of sarcasm in his tones : an. Ruby es to n an4 1 _ °*Pl4in your plan and I am at your service at if Mr. Conant abould be eng I can remier you any furt] &nce," Walter replied, as fimgelf out and fnrnat <n "Indeed i am able to explai am lam at y( u Mr- (;(l"fln(, ‘ 1 thank you for | of your time this that I have do than I ought." [TCPVeT smule stlll lingered on his lips : **but I have no chiigren, and I always made a& pet of my young sister. I must confess to a weakâ€" ness for liking to see her at â€" her prettiest, so it is my custom _ to have her come to me whenever she is dressed for company. _ But 1 thank you for giving me so much of your time this evening. I fear that I have detained you longer than I ought." l"llndeed 1 am very giad to bhave been DW Ey srescpa s 0 s ver,. as she disa tender smile still *‘ but I have no .,"-833 made _ a _ am sure he wauld be very glad please you, if he could do so," Walâ€" resyomded, his whole face aglow h admiration, for she was . so tty, so sweet, and so natural in her nner that it was a delight to tch her. \hem ! Miss Ruby, I m afra‘d that shall lose our first quadrille if we or," _ Edmund Carpenter here inâ€" uby lifted a pair of wondering s to her escort at this rudeness, she saw at once that he disliked new acquaintance. ut she was inclined to resent this *" You must e mestic by-p]ay wald@ Mr. Gorc x treatment of a gentieman in brother‘s house. f suppose it is time for us to go," siid, a trifle coldly, and drawing Sight figure more erect ; then »dded, more cordially than ashe had spoken ; "Goodâ€"night, Mr. Richâ€" \n,'x,- I hl_fl)e I shall meet_ you 989_51]1 "Really, Walter, I at you were a was raging inwardly that Walâ€" hould presume to stand thero so osed‘y and converse with the ¢ girl, and he abruptly stepped cen them, while he cast a dark of jealous anger at the young " _ $°°* Sorvice at any time, iant should be engaged, and wler you any further assistâ€" alter replied, as nc bowed nust eâ€"1cuse this little doâ€" tiful, and charming a:elt was possible byâ€"play, â€" Mr. 4 » _ for a debutante to be. y(xi)oryd(m : Blchardaon. O course she at ance attracted a * ons $UrRLEG 10 WA!â€" | wreas deni Of attontion,. She was 104 she disappeared, while a| one of vour reanlationn Shriaty helles. how are you getting on you enjoy the carpenter‘; and turned to leave the 6Â¥ e than the question hot flush to Walter‘s was not aware visitor to this plans to you Dui; ‘ 1 mere business foj ‘‘True," replied Mr. Robert Gordon, with an amused smile, while he was sure that the same could not be said of many of her admirers: ‘"but how does Mr. Carpenter‘s conversation dilfer ?" PSE _"He talks to me as if he thought I possessed some brains ; as if he imagâ€" ined I could think of something beâ€" " Well, of course," she answered, laughing and blushing, " you love me, and you always ‘mean what you "I like people who talk sensibly to me, Robert," she returned, with an expressive shrug of her â€" pretty ghoulders. * Sensibly ?" he echoed, in surprise. " Yes, most oi tho young men wheom I meet in society talk such nonâ€" sense," "Such as what, for instance?" "Oh, about my hair, my eyes, my ‘pretty feet,‘ and ‘lovely dancing,‘ comparing them with somebody clse‘s imperfections, and all matter of abâ€" ?surd chatter. I despise flattery and complimen ts." "Oh, Ruby! when you always come to me to be told how pretty you "Oh, Ruby! when you always come to me to be told how pretty you ‘ook, before you go anywhere, and seem to like it, too!" retorted her brother, roguishly. o . t 3 "Oh, he only dropped in to bring me a book that we were talking about the other day," Ruby respondâ€" ed, but with a little extra color in her cheeks. "Isn‘t it a trifle strange, petite, that you should prefer nis society to that of others nearer your own age?" asked Mr. Gordon, bending a searching glance upon the fair face that was so dear to him. "It seems to me that young Carâ€" penter is getting quite friendly in this neighborhood, Ruby," he reâ€" marked. with significant emphasis, one evening after the gentleman hAd made a protracted call. He had always sald he would never dictate to her in a manner so im portint to her interests ; she should be free to choose for hersellâ€"to deâ€" clde regarding her own happiness, and he would have sanctioned her choice of any worthy and honorable man, without regard to possessions or station. Once or twice he attempted to sound Ruby regarding her sentiâ€" ments toward her suitor. was considerable difference in their ages, yet ho argued that he was all the better calculated to take care of ber from that very fact. People began to talk about itâ€"to siy that Edmund Carpenter, the "male coquette and {lirt,‘"* bhad been captured at last, and so it seemed. Robert Gordon was not displeased with this state of things ; indeed, he viewed them with complacency. He had long known and respected Ralph Carpenter, as every one else had dome, and though he had not met Edmund until quite recently, he beâ€" ieved he must be a worthy son to have had so noble a father. He was, as we have aljready seen, exâ€" tremely fond of his young sister, who was fifteen years his junior ; indeed, ahe was more like 1 daughter to him, and he humored her every wish ever since his ‘widowed mother‘s death, which had occurred ten years preâ€" vious, when she had commended the delicate child to his care, and begged bhim to guard her faithfully from the evils and storms ef life. He had been true to his trustâ€"so true that he had almost made an dol of her, and now he could not reâ€" press a thrill of pleasure, as he became conscious that the wealthy young millionaire seemed likely to choose his treasure from the galaxy of beauties in their circle, and thus secure to her a position second to none in the citv. It ‘was not Edmund Carpenter‘s wealth and position alone that inâ€" {luenced him, for Ruby would have these if she never marrie« at all;but he had been pleased with the voung man, and although he knew there But fzom the moment of Ruby Gorâ€" don‘s entrance into society, a change seemed to come over him. He hovered about her continually ; he bad no eves or ears for amry one else, and devoied himself to her exclusively. while he appeared to regard the attentions of o.thfl:s as an infriugement wpon his sent Lowers in particular Edmund Carpenter had been fascinâ€" ated from the first moment of their meeting. _ _ uie c ie society, and the many admirers who crowded around her. O[ course she at wnce attractcd a great deal of attention. She was not one of your regulation sociaoty belles, whose one ambition has always been to ‘"come out" at a certain time, and whose education has been conducted solely with reference to &that object. She was natural, sweet and piquant, with a mind of her own, and plenty of spirit to speak out her honest opinâ€" lons, and to show her approval or disâ€" approvai of the modes and customs of H owers to the many, but no one With this object in view, it is not strange that he sought to mask the baser elements of his own nature. carefully govermtfng his :anguage and deportment, when in her presence, and exerting every art and faseination of which he was master to achieve his @herished purpose. He had never met any one like her, and he had set his wnole heart upon making her his wife and the mistross of his elegant nome. Bhe was not only beautiful in feaâ€" ture aud form, charming in manner, winning every heart by hor swooetâ€" ne«es, piquaney and grace, but nobility itself in character and principle. He had been astonished, as his acquaintâ€" anese with her progressed, at the depth o thought which sho manifested, the intellectual ability that she displayed and the lofty sentiments which perâ€" vaded her conversation and shone forth in all her deeds and bearing. Bevere pains in his left side, certain sensations as if his heart suddenly turned over and then ecased its action entirely, made him fear that he might not remain long in the world to care for his beautiful, orphaned sister, and he experienced a strong desire to have her happily settled in life before any ill should overtake him and thus Jeave her without a proteetor and at the merey of unprincipled â€" fortuneâ€"huntâ€" ers. He had been eorrect in his suspicions; Sdmund Carpenter had resoived to Win lovely Ruby Gordon for nis wife, if possible. There was another and stronger reason why Robert Gordon had tried to sound his sister‘s feelings. From time to time he had warnings that all was not as well with him as he could wish, or as it should be with a man of his years. a state of single blessedness, if he can gain the prizc that he covets, and so, Ruby, I have said this so wares." "*I know, dear, that you are very young, and under any other cirâ€" cumstances I would not have spoken so plainly. _ But I have oyes. 1 can see that Mr. Carpenter will not be content to remain long in "It is well to sot your standard high, dear," he said, " but we must not forget that everybody is huâ€" man, and we have need to exercise toward others that charity which ‘covereth a multitude of sins‘ I will confess that I have _ been pleasid _ with Mr. Carpenter‘s preâ€" ferenose for you, for I have considâ€" ered him a worthy young man, and ifâ€"mind, my pet, I would not inâ€" HHuence you a feather‘s weightâ€"if he should find favor in your eyes, it would give me great â€" satisfaction. He is weaithy. He owns a beauâ€" tiful estate not far from the city : and it would be a great comfort to me to have you so pleasantly settled, while thus, Ruby, I _ could always have you near me." "Robert!" cried the young girl, with a startled, crimson fhce, "1 have never thought of anything like that, I am not yet 18 years old, andâ€"and "=â€"â€"â€" inner life. He feared that he had treated her tou much as a child, a pet, a plaything, and thus starved her, when he should have fed her with «trong meat suitable for a more fnlly developed nature. But it was a new bond between them, and drew them nearer than ever to eaeh other. He reached out his hand. and laid it gently on her shoulder. Bhe was so i.variably bright and happy, so careâ€"free, that he had never ‘magined her pretty head eould ever im seriously troubled by the more seriâ€" ous questions of duty and obligation. It was like a solemn revelation to him,. and made him feel as if he had been guiltily negleetful not to havo sought to know before more of her 6 dn winn d in in lc on ht * A2, I s hard and cynical. Re is not sympaâ€" thetic and charitable, as I think _ every good man should be, and he is sometimes overbearing andâ€"and not iust kind toward peopre im humble cirâ€" cumstan®es," ‘‘*You must not be too critiecL}, Ruby," i **Ne, I hope 1 am not, Robert," teâ€" plied the young girl, lifting her carâ€" nest face to her brother, "but I beâ€" lieve I have high idoals. I could never really like or respect anyone who was not noble or good at heart. I might enjoy a man‘s society becauso of his intellectual ability ; ‘ but I could not 2dmit such a one to my confidence and friend@ship, if he were not possessed of homor, integrity, and kindness of heart," ‘"And do you consider that Mr. Carâ€" panter is devo‘id of thos> attributes ?" " I should not like to say just that, Robert, and yet he says and does a zo1 many things that iar upon me." Robert Gorden was surprised. His sister was showing him a new phase of character toâ€"day. He had no idea that she possessed so much penetraâ€" tion: that she was in the habit of thinking and reasoning so profoundly, or of weighing the character and motives of people so nicely. 7 E F oo td He knew that she was good and kind and gracious toward every one; but he had always believed that it was natural to her, rather than that she had been actuated by any special reâ€" gzard for prineiple. "Of course not ; neither havse T. But, somehow, when he gots to talking ipum sSome subjects, he expresses himâ€" self in a way thait I do not like. He io "by se nedl hok We .cs wl en uc "1. ~ " C AIP itA very good4 man,." was the rather startiing reply. ""*What do you mean by that, petite ? [ have never heard a word against Mr. Carpenter‘s character." kery®io ic ie Ip 1 Ruby blushed at this, grave. ‘"*Yes, he is well educated, goo@â€"looking, and he is ple pany," she said, musingly, *"Well, but what »" ques brother, watching her closely. > prnttiD. buitic lt hids t ‘"Mr. Carpenter stands well, Ruby. He is rich, handsome, and well eduâ€" cated, and I suspec‘s that you are very much favored by his attentions. 1 fee! rather proud of his preference for wear +* d e e e C This was rather doubtful praise, Mr. Fordon thought: not at all what a soumg girl should bestow upon the man whom she was learning to love, But he was not satisfied to drop the m‘bject just yet. Sides drees, yaes drees, and danciag and gayety. He is fond of music ; so am I He can tell you the name and something of the history of almost any eminent comppser. He knows a good deal about arts and artiste. Then it is really quite like a review lesson to hear him talk ipon history, both modern and anâ€" '%x('ntn while The stke miku 109 a NkL rnurm es _"\~ a review lesson to hear him talk ipon history, both modgern and anâ€" clent, while the Standard authors are ike household names to him." ‘‘You enjoy his society then ?" *‘Yâ€"es; I enjoy talking with him. It 8 a relief after listening to the smail talk of some of the others," rmk s o. W you may not be taken una fjuite sure he is equcated, and rather 1 he is pleasant comâ€" musingly, ‘"butâ€"â€"" questioned â€" her is not sympaâ€" as I think be, and he is andâ€"and not im humble cirâ€" that he had i child, a pet, starved her, fed her with but looked expression Miss Ruby‘s word was law in the house, ang the man bowed assent to her command, theugch with a broad grin on his face, which disclesed two rows of huge white teeth, as he beâ€" gan to scont the fun of the affair. Ruby, her ‘kind heart ail aglow Jeff obeyed her call, and in a low tone explained what had occurred, while the youns girl‘s face dimpled with amusement and her _ eyes gleamed with merriment over his acâ€" count. "Of course we must manage some way to let him i« Mr. Whitfield, if hbe has come such a long distance," she said, after thinking a moment. "I‘ll go and speak with him. then you can shew him to the library, while I ask Mr. Gordon to arrange an interview for him." "Jeff," called a sweet voice just at that instant, "come here a momâ€" ent," and, looking up, the two men saw Ruby standing not far from them. the had been passing through the hall just as the stranger entered, and she had caught something of what he had said. "I‘m afraid it won‘t do," he reâ€" plied, dubiously ; "you see, dis am a private reception, and nobody can be admitted umless‘ he has a particular invitation." "There ; help yourself," he said ; "1 sha‘n‘t be particwar about the amount, for, you see, I‘ve come three hund‘r‘d miles to get a squint at the chap that makes the best verses that ever was writ, and I can‘t be disapâ€" pointed, no how," Thomas Jefferson Coffee eyed that handfu! of gleaming silver wistfully, but shook his head with an air of grave rejection. "Cards! you don‘t mean to tell me that they sell tickets for the show, do you?" demanded the new comer, looking nonâ€"plussed at this unexpectâ€" ed question. "Well," he aaded, "I am beat ; but if that‘s the game, I guess I can settle," and plunging his hand into one of his capacious pockets he drew forth a handfw! or silver and held it out to the man. "Excuse me, ;éh_,’_'â€";ayi‘d" the â€" perâ€" plexed darky, approaching him, "but did you have cards for dis reception, sah t" more‘n a week agoâ€"that he was goâ€" Ing to give him a big time, and I‘ve come to have a _ look at him," and _ without more _ ado the man _ stepped â€" boldly threough the inner door, pushing resolutely past the astonished usher, deposited his umbrella in a beautifully painted reâ€" ceiver, removed his hat and gloves, unwound his gayâ€"colored scarf from his throat, and began to look about him with cuwrious interest. "Yes, sah; Mr. Gordon receives for him toâ€"night, sah.‘" responded Mr. Colfee, drawing himecl{ up with im posing _ dignity, and _ dexterously planting himsel{ in the doorway l(-adipg into the hall, as if to bar the intruder from trespassing fur He swung the door wide open,with his bost bow, only to find standing without, a small, ruralâ€"looking man, clad in a rough, though respectable suit of mixed goods, leather boots, whoso soles were at least half an inch in thickness, cotton gloves, a low crewned hat and a bright scarf or muffler wound about his throat, while he carried a huge cotton umâ€" brella in one hand. His face was ruddy with health, and remarkable for its benevolent, good natured expression, and he smiled affably as the shining _ Afâ€" rican suavely appeared to invite him to enter. "Is Mr. Whitfield, the poet, here oâ€"night?" questioned the stranger, nimbly stepping into the vestibule before the astonished usher could take breath. A ifttle later there came a violent, noisy rting of the doorâ€"bell. ‘The poâ€" ‘ite usher of sable face, who â€" was clad â€" in shining broadcloth, with a vast expanse of polishâ€" ed shirt front, and who reâ€" Jpiced in the distinguished cognomen ef Thomas Jefferson Cofee shrugâ€" ged his _ broad shoulders disapâ€" provingly at this very unaristocrat ic ring, but hastened to admit the impatient guest, whoever he might He was a venerab:eâ€"looking man, kaving an intellectual head, which was surmounted by hair of snowy whiteness ; keen yet kindly gray eyes, and somewhat sharpened features, which, however, wore a pleasant and gemial expression, while his manner was most affable and courteous toâ€" ward all. "Heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly slflys." The poet stood at the right of his host and hostess, and was, of course, the cynosure of all eyes. _ Mrs. Gordon, a besutiful womar of stately presence, but possessing a rather cold, proud face, was elegantâ€" ly clad in lavender satin, richly trimâ€" med with white duchesse lace, and wearing costly diamonss. stood at one end of her tasteful drawingâ€"room, with her husband by her side, to reâ€" ceive her guests. Ruby was lovely in white silk and tuwlle, with trimmings of bright red berries and dark waxen leaves, _ and flitted gayly about, like the spirit of joy that she was, trying to make everybody happy and at ease. At nine a brilliant company of peoâ€" ple had assembled to do honor to one who had wor the hearts of all and made them Iy, anc that Mr. Robert Gordon and lady would extend to him their hosâ€" pitality in the form of â€" a grand reception, to be given on the 20th." This announcement created guit. & flutter among certain people, for Mr. and Mrs. Gordon were literary in their tastes, moving in the most select circles, and were deemed _ a great acquisition to society ; thereâ€" fore, it was considered quite an honor to be bidden to a reception given by them upon any occasion, and doubly so under the present circumstances, The important evening â€" arrived, and the Gordon mansion wasâ€" all ablaze with light from attic to Jasement Rare and fragrant lowers and plants were arranged with taste and profusion in every room and hall, and loaded the air with their perfume. A small but select orchestra had been engaged to discourse choice music for the pleasure of the guests, and everyâ€" thing had been done to make the evening an enjogyable as well as a memorable one. "I know itâ€"I saw it in the paper 4 3e _ VIL She felt uneasy and anxious unâ€" til _ she sa w Mr. Whitfield quietly _ leave the _ room, _ and knew â€" that he had gone to meet his eccentric visitor, and then she gave herself up to the enjorment of the moment, and soon became so absorbed in the merriment surrounding her that she almost forgot the amusing episode of a half hour previous, until a supâ€" pressed titter behind her caused her to turn around, when she was astouâ€" ished and somewhat dismayed to hbeâ€" hold Mr. Owen Ruggies seated upon an elegant blue velvet chair in a conâ€" A Surprising Discovery. Ruby slipped out of the drawingâ€" room again to take the poet‘s mesâ€" sage to Mr. Ruggles, but she was wayâ€" laid in the hall by Edmund Carpenâ€" ter, who said that he wished to inâ€" troduce her to a friend ; and before she was aware of his intention, he had led ber back and into the centre of a merry group of young people, from whom it was impossible to get away for some time. f He turned as if to leave the room immediately, but somebody claimed his attention and he _ was detained, though, in a whispered aside, he told Ruby to ask Mr. Ruggles to wait, and he would come to him just as soon as he could find an opportunity to do so. "Bless the man!" exclaimed _ Mr. Whitfield, beartily, when she had concluded, while there was a suspicâ€" ious moisture in his eyes ; "of course I will see him‘ I do not know when I have felt so honors«a. And he has come three bhundred miles to mee a brother man, simply because he bapâ€" pened to touch a poetic chord in his own nature and make it vibrate !" ‘"‘Robert, I have something rich to tell you and Mr. Whitfield," "Ah ! is that so ? Then let us have it at onee, by all meansg" he returned, glancing fondly down into her face. She told her story, then, in such a charming, animated way and with such keen appreciation of both its drollery and pathos, that both gentlemen were greatly deâ€" lighted. _ With her face all aglow, and her eyes gleaming, she glided to his side, slipped her hand within his arm, and whispered : She found her brother engaged in a quiet conversation with the poet himâ€" self. iriuby glided from the room, closing the door after her, for she knew that her proud sister would be greatly mortifieca and disturbed if it should become generally known that this unâ€" couth stranger had intruded himself at her reception ; while she also knew that if a reporter should get hold of it, the accident would be a Aainty morsel to be served up, for the delectaâ€" tion of the hungry multitude, in the mprning papers. "Yes; we haven‘t a chick nor a caild left, and mother and I are conâ€" siderably put about to know what we shall do with the property when we get through with it," bhe replied, with a sigh. _ â€" ‘"‘There," said Ruby, wheeling forâ€" ward a comfortable chair, but iecling a trifle embarrassed at the confidenâ€" tlal turn the conversation was takâ€" ing ; ‘ git here, please, for a few minâ€" utes. And now, if you will kindly give me your name, I will bring my broâ€" ther and introduce him to you," "No, not now. Anna died more‘r a year ago; but she was a sweet, good girl, and we put one of his verses on her tombéstone," replied her companâ€" ion, with a significant gesture toâ€" ward the drawing room, whence came the sound of mary voices. "Was she your only one?" Ruby asked, gently, while ber fair face was full of sympathy for his loss. "Ruggles, missâ€"Owen I{ll.géi;xs. of B‘ed\'ille. and I‘m sure you‘re very Ruby emiled and flushed ; but she knew the compliment was sincere, if it was roughly expressed, and she could not resent it. "Tnen you hnave a daughter?" she remarked, as. sue quickened her steps toward the library. ) "Yes; my name is Ruby Gordon." "They‘d better have called you a pearl ; you look more like one," he returned, his round, gray eyes exâ€" pressing hbis delight in her beauty. "We used to think our Anna was wonâ€" derful goodâ€"looking," he added, with a sorrowful curve of his lips and a quaver in his voice, as he spoke the name, "but she couldn‘t hold a canâ€" dle to you." _ "Come this way, please, and I will show you." _ "Atre you Mr. Robert Gordon‘s sisâ€" ter?t" he asked, as he turned to acâ€" company her. But the bell rang again jast then for some lateâ€"comer, and Jeff had to atterd the door, so Ruby, anxious to get the unpolished visitor away from his conspicuous position in the hall, added : But she was daeply.touched by the stranger‘s evident reverence for the poet, and #he resolved that he should not be @sappointed, if she could help it. "I think my brother will be very glad to manage it for you," she rteâ€" plied, kindiy, "and I hm sure that Mr. Whitfield will appreciate the trouble that you have taken to see him. Jeff will show you to the library while 1 go» to find him." Ruby had hard work to restrain her smiles at the man‘s «+mplicity, and the i@ea of her brother having a "ticketed show" under any circumstances ; while she wondered what her aristocratic sisterâ€"inâ€"law would say to this nove] name bestowed upon her gorgeous reâ€" ception for her noted guest. Tbebnmalrl lookeg her over, 3: ‘::‘- press ol admiration and 1 mingled with something of reverâ€" ence at hber exceeding jlovelincas, aweeping over his goodâ€"natured counâ€" tenance. *‘*Yes, miss," he answered. "I read in the paperâ€"we take the Weekly Preosas, you seeâ€"that Mister Gordon was goâ€" i"f to give him a big reception, and I thought ‘twould be the best chance TA erer have to sse him, so I‘ve come. The colored gentlieman," with a wave of his hand toward Jeff, which togeâ€" ther with the congiderate title be stowed upon him, won that individâ€" ual‘s heart for all time, "asked me "f 1‘d got cards, 1 &an‘t know it was a reguiar ticketed show. I went to Washington once to see the Pres‘dent, and nothing was said about tickets : but I‘m willing to pay what‘s right if I can only see the man that‘s walked right into my old heart with his sweet way of saying things." addressed higs. y "Good evening, sir," she said. "Jeff tells me that you are anxious to see Mr, Whitfield, who is our gruest toâ€" with symoathy for this roough, but appreciative stranger, â€" who had come three hundred miles to see the CHAPTER VIII ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO T e e Miller‘s Worm Powders the mediâ€" cine for children. ° To Ladies The face receives the record of daily experience, _ Constant suffering from worns will mar your beauty. Do not look anxious and @iscontented, but use Putnam‘s Painless Corn Extractor, which will extract that sore corn in a day without pain. Mrs. Angle, of Merritton, Suffered so Severely That Her Friends Feared Bhe Was Likely to be a Permanent Invalid. In the picturesque village ol Merâ€" ritton resides Mrs. _ William Angle, who, after months of suffering, has found a cure from the use of Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills. Mrs. Angle â€"reâ€" lates as follows the experience through which she has passed. "Four years ago this spring, while a resident of Buffalo I had an attack of typhoid fever and the disease left me in a worn out and extremely nervous conâ€" dition, so that the least noise startâ€" led me. I could not sleep at times for a week on account of terrible at. tacks of heart trouble. ‘Then again my head would trouble me and I had bad dreams. 1 nad no appetite | and lost twentyâ€"two pounds in w«ifht |and had become so very thin that my friends were aiarmed. While in ltms condition I was treated by two physicians, but with no avail. 1 tried everything recommended, but still found no relie{. Finally a relative perâ€" suaded me to try Dr. Willlams‘ Pink Pills. _ After I had taken the {first A simple method for resuseitation from asphyxia is reported by Dr. W. Freudenthal. He introduces the index finger into the mouth and moves it to and fro over the epiglotts, causing an effort to swaliow, which is immediâ€" ately followed by a return of respiraâ€" tion. This has proven successfol when the older methods have failed, while it makes severe traction upon the tougue unnecessary. BOSTON LAUNDRY STARCH 1 "J% For that is the class of people we are catering for. The careless perâ€" son is satisfied with any old starch. 18 in We are pleased if you ars particular Fair Americanâ€"See here, I know just how you feel. I guess you had better go right away now and lie llat on yvour baok. | There she showed him several enâ€" gravings, among which thore were two or three scenes taken from poems which he particularly admired. He appeared greatly interâ€" ested, and, while talking about them, repeated some stanzas in his quaint, homely way, which showed that he both understood and appreciated their peeuliar beauty. Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills cure by going to the root of the disease. They renew and build up the blood, and strengthen the nerves, thus drivâ€" ing disease from the system. _ Avoid imitations by insisting that every box you purchse is enclosed in a wrapper bearing the full trade mark, Dr. Wilâ€" liams‘ Pink Pills for Pale People. Manx (who aspires to be a minor poet)â€"Oh, aren‘t these waves . diâ€" vine! Don‘t you feel the magic of the momentâ€"as if all the best that is in one is brought to the surâ€" face ? box I could see a change for the better, so I continued the use of the pills until I had finished the six boxâ€" es and the results were most gratifyâ€" ing. 1 now have normal sleep, there is no more twitching in my hands, the palpitations have ceased, and I have gained in weight and strength. My whole system seems toned up, ankl I feel entirely well, I feel grateâ€" ful to the Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., and hope they will keep up the good work of administering to the afâ€" flicted." _ 1i never saw any one more fond of Mr. Whitfield‘s poems than you are," Ruby ariid, smiling at him, after one of these ree‘tations. (To be Continued.) "Ob, no:; it will be without waiting for tions Ruby led Wim brary. "I‘m afraid it will put you out, beâ€" sides taking you from your friends," returned Mr. Rugzles, doubtfully. "Ob, no:; it will be a pleasure," and without waiting for further objecâ€" tions Ruby led Him back to the 1liâ€" 1onu oi Mr, Whitiield‘s y0ems, wouldn‘t you like to come with me and look at some pictures which illustrate some of them ?" "You are very welcome to what little I have done," Ruby replied, smiling : "and now, since you are so fond of Mr. Whitfield‘s »0ems. wouldn‘t Ruby‘s firet thought was for her proudâ€"spirited sister; but a glance showed her surrounded by a coterie of literary people, and she kn>w she had not yet espied lor uninvited guest. She then set her keen little wits to work to devise some way of enticing him from the place, without wounding him or attracting attention. She slipped quietly away from her friends, and, gliaing over to where Mr. Ruggles sat, asked Rim if he had seen Mr. Whitfield. The man‘s face glowed with pleasâ€" Yes, he told her, the post had come to him, talked with him a few moâ€" ments, and then written his name in He took a step forward, as if to go to the man ; then, suddenly changing his mind, he turned his back squarely upon him, as if desirous of avoiding his notice. eapeuous portion of the room, and gazring upon the gay and brillian§ «eene about him with a face expresâ€" sive of mingled wonder and enjoymeont. FJdmund Carpenter, who had reâ€" mained at her side, also turned at the same moment, and she saw him give a violent start, while he fiushed hotly, and a dark frown settied over his fage. Simple Treatment for Asphyxia. AFTER EFFEBCTS OF PEBVER 1 ClaAss How She Felt He Felt. by itself t 040 oolgh Bmtaae mt . 34