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TCINES, ParyTs 1LS, BRUSHEZ vermanent cure of n large varicty, those lines can do better 6 in gundl‘ll 1 Vezetable active prac« LER e agent re« lady agont a teat JIY‘- Yon can ss, or omy away from as well as and terms® ve. 1i yow wldresm at sinc#8, x. t pay. Adâ€" ORD to make Maine, lalk but 18 three one 2 aay ork wigh. that ton the Tt 154 the arc at adn af and n-wl';th; he has on hand _ ~d for sale a fine stock of June 21, 1877. Farm and Village Lots For Sale The best Companies in the Province repre sented. Tus #Â¥" Business done strictly private. Residence and address HOPEVILLE, Co. ofi Grey. Commissioner in the Queen‘s Bench, Conveyancer, &c. JOS. McARDLE, Seveal good lots of land for saleâ€"improved sud usimprovedâ€" At from $5 to §20 per acre, Ja Proton, Melanethon, Osprey, and Colâ€" lingwood. Terms easy. Farms For Sale! Lots 3%, 33, and $4, in 3rd Con. S. D.R. Osprey, 80 acres each ; also Lot 17, in 8th Con. Proton. Terms easy. Apply to HECTOR MeINXXES, it 42 Dundalk P. O. Crnstantly on hand at the POST OFFICE DUND‘ALK. _ Price only $2.00. C % Durhawm, Co. Grey, Ont. Money to Loan at reasonwble interest, paynble hul(â€"{:flly or at the end of the vearâ€"princis<l payable in 3, 5 or 10 years or yrim-ir\l and interest yearly to snit Borrowers. _ Will and lmrrovod Lands for sale. Mortgages Bought and Sold. *y1 Fire and Life Insurance, Money, Loan and General Agent, Main Street, Dundalk. Mr. P. WHITTLE! Provincial Land Surveyor, Civil Engineer, Draughtaman, Land Agent, Conveyancer, ate., ’imn-lalk. his premises Owen Sound Street, n STATION, â€" â€" â€" Dundalk. Good Family Flour for sale. Dundiak, Feb. 23, 1877. Begs to inform the inhabitants of Dundalk pooehe o o uB OB o Yoals o Rrcvot uP fore anbe Barrister, Attorneyâ€"atâ€"Law, Solicitor in Chaneery. Conveyancer, &c., Poulett St., Owen Sound. fin 87 Barrister, Solicitor in Chancery & Insolvency, Notary Public. _ Office.â€"North Broadway, Orangeville, oppesite Parsons‘ Hardware Whop. Attorneyâ€"atâ€"law, _ Solicitor _ in _ Chancery, Notary Public, Conveyancer, &c. Office and residenceâ€"Dundalk. Oyster ITitiooms, I;ARR!S‘!’ERS and Attorneysâ€"at Law, Solicitors in Chancery, &c., Owen Sound and Flesherton. Flesherton Oflice in Trimble‘s Buildâ€" bagâ€"Open every Thursday. ALFRED FROST, T. D. COWPER. Marriage Cortificates and Licenses, J. J. MIDDLETON Dundalk Dee. 21, 1877. 13*~ Advertisements, except when accompanied by written instructions to the contrary, are inserced until forbidden, and charged at regâ€" wlar rates, J. TOWXSEND. Ordinary notices of birtiis, . marringes, deaths, aud all kindt of Jocal news, inserted free of charge, STRAY ANIMALS, &c., advertised three weeks for $1, the advertisement not to exâ€" eeed 8 lines. Protessional and business cards, one inch space and under, ty cnuc«s css M 4 T wo inches or 24 lino’;'-:p.rid meastire 7 Three inches do. per year.............. 10 Quarter columm, per year.............. 15 Mali columm, * exdtemin vinay t uw c One columu, +# NNE . + s 6 + x+ + U Du. en minth®...".‘......;.. .. 26 Do. three months,... ... ... 15 Casaal advertisements charged 8 cte. per Line tor the lirst insertion, and 2 cts. per line far each subsequent insertionâ€"brevier measâ€" wre TERMS:â€"$1.00 per year in Advance, wa. $1.25 if not paid within two months. "@a Arthe Office, Garafraxa Street, Upper Town, Do You Want Money. * MacRAE, REAL ESTATE AGENXT, February 1, 1877 Every Thursday, BUSINESS DIRECTORY. "THE REVIEW" FANCY GOODS, COoNFECTIONERY, LEMONS, ORANGES, FRESH OYSTERS, PURE APPLE CIDER. * 38 Oupest Fies Isseraxc® and Moxey Loas Acexcy in the Towssiuir. Also that he County Crown Attorney D. MeDONELL, ARRISTER, ATTORNEY, &c. Office GEORGE RUTHERFORD, For Salse Cheap. Upper Town, Durham, Ont. MAITLAND McCARTHY. RATES OF ADVERTISING. J. W. FROST, LL. B. FROST & COWPER, ISAAC TRAYNOR, JAMES LAMON, I+ J. J. MJDDLETON, T. D. COWPER y1 Issuer. Ont .21 yi MARKDALE, Would call the attention of the public ot Dundalk, and surrounding country, to the fuct that he keeps constantly on hand a o( 00â€" large Stock of _ WATCHES, Crocks, and JEWELLERY, which he sells at Toronto prices. Engageâ€" ment and Wedding Rings a specialty. Goods to select from sent on application. y30 L. D. WILCOX. E. D. WILCOX, of eyery description. OUR TEA at 35 conts and 50 cents on a trial recommends itself, Mens‘ Felt Hats in great variety. DPress (Groods in great variety. Great bargains in Ladies, Furs. BOOTS & SHOES. A great choice of every serviceable kind WINTER SHAWLS, BLANKETS, FLANNELS â€"white, gray, scariet and fancy. CANADIAN TWEEDS As usual we have the Wincies at 8 cts., superior to anything ever offered at the same price. WV inter Goods HA S T IE SHINGLES, LATH AND LUMBER on hand and sold at down hill prices. J. W. CRAWFORD, Rockville Mills, Durham P. 0. Custom Sawing of Lumber With the Cireular Saw against all kinds of Saw Logs during 1878. Durham, Feb, NO ARMISTICE in qaality and price to suit everyone CUTTERS AND SLEIGHS, Carriage Works. Bontinek, Feb. 14,1878. Cutters! Cutters! Coats, Pes Jackets, Overcoats, Paits and Vests. o5 /',_.;.t-: = k . 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L y.] best stock of yâ€"l al One of these was Prue Bentley, dear little Prue, with her sweet, discontented face, if you can imagine a face sweet and discontented at the same time. The doorâ€" bell rang just as Rosamond had finished sweeping, and, as their modest flat did not boast a janitor, she ran down to answer it herself, in her neat calico dress, with Rose Pose trotting behind her. Of course, there was some work daily to be done; but, as they did not have very many dishes, there was not very many to be washed, and little Phil and baby Rose found a great deal of entertainment in watching mamma cook. She was not inâ€" terrupted by very many callers at first. Only three or four of her intimate f.iends found their way to "the Grey‘s flat" in the beginuing of it. "Dear me !" said Prue, as the door openâ€" ed. And it must be owned her first thought was that Rosamond did not look nearly so stylish as she used, in her cashmere peigâ€" noir, at Miss Perrin‘s boardingâ€"house. Here they paid $25 a month for ren}, aud Rosamond found she could manage the house en thirty more, So, compared with boarding, that left quite a royal marâ€" gin, as she and Philip thought; and they began to talk of taking one or two magaâ€" zines and going to heear Essthoff. "You, darlng!" exclaimed Rosamond. "Come right upâ€"stairs." And as she led the way she sang gaily : lor is i tair, '{:'d mvl: ::; le:flf:lm fll:g.la. 'Jy"m ‘)'ou when you are there." swans, tia0 i2 realm of delisht "Why, how lovely this is !" said Prue, as she entered the little pmlor, and looked from the glowing grate to the suuny winâ€" dows and then up at the piequseâ€"hung wall. "And this is the most reeting cheir I ever lighted closet all to themszlves, to keep playthings i i. â€" So much sunshine streamâ€" ed into the parlor, where the curtains were rolled up in the morning, that it reached, like a golden pathway, through the whole five rooms, if the doors were open. And "light is life," said Rosamond. One flight of stairs did not seem it all formidable; and, being only a stone‘s throw from the park, she could take the children there any hour in the day, to see the sheep, the swans, the lake, the rocks, the whole From this they went to five pretty rocms "all in a row," beginning with the kitchen and ending with the parlor, where little Phil and Rose Pose could race up and down with wild delight, and have a big, Thilip Grey and his wife, Rosamond, emancipated themselves from boardingâ€" house life last fall and took a flat. They had had, for $25 a week, one room on a third _ floor â€" where â€" Rosamond _ took care of the children _ through the day and _ had lreak{fast and lunch brought up to her. When Philip came home at six o‘clock, as babies were not al lowed at table, he and she took turns goâ€" ing down stairs to dine with a dozen or more stylish fellowâ€"boarders. ‘The house was on a fashionable street and the menage provided everything in the market, Published by request. * FAREWELL TO FINARY. O must I leave thee, happy secnes! Seo, they spread the firpping sails ! Adieu, adicu my native plains, Furewell, furewell to Finary. Eirich agur, &e. Archibald, my darling child, May heaven thy infant footsteps guido, Should I return, oh may I find 4 Thee smilwg still «t Finary. Eirich agus, &e. The Walls around Eden. Brother of my love, furewell ; Sisters, all your griefs conceal ; Your tears suppressâ€"your sorrows quell Be happy while at Finary. Eirich agus, &e. Within thy Manse of Finary. Eirich agus, &e, Can I forgot Glenturret‘s name? Farewell, dear father, best of men; May heaven‘s joys with thee remain Within the Manse of Finary. Mother!â€"a name to me so dearâ€" Must I, must I leave thy care, And try a world that‘s full of suares, Far, far from thee and Finary! Eirich agus, &c. Altâ€"naâ€"Caillich‘s gentle stream, That murmurs sweetly through the grocn, What happy, joyous days I‘ve seen, Beside the banks of Finary. Farewell, yo hills of storm and snow, The wild resorts of deer and roe ; In peace the heath cock long may crow Along the banksof Finury; Firich agus, &c. "Tis not the hills or woody vales Alone my joyless hoart bewnils ; A mournful group this day remaing I‘ve often passed at closo of day, Where Ossian sang his martial lny, And viewed the sun‘s departing ray. Wandering o‘er Dunâ€"Finary. Eirich agus, &c. And listenea while the shepherds told The legend tales of Finury. Eirich agus, &o, Eirich agus, &e. A thotsend thousand tender tiesâ€" Aceopt this day my plaintive sighs ; My heart within me almost dics At thought of leaving Finwry. Eirich agus, &c. With ponsive stops I‘ve often strolled Where Fingal‘s Castle stood of ol4, Eirich agus tingaiun, O, â€" Eirich agus tiugainn, O, Eirich agus tiugwinn, O, Furewell, furewell to Finary. ‘The wind is fair, the day is fine, Fwiftly, swiftly runs the time ; The boat is floating on the ticde That wafts me off from Finary DURHAM, Co. Grey, APRIL 4, 1878. rOETRY Eirich agus, & Eirich agus, &c Prac grew more placid after awhile ; and, to occupy herself, began to dress a doll for Rose Pose. Phil built houses on the floor with his blocks, and the baby took a long nap. So the two friends had a quiet, pleasant time together. When the hour came for Rosamond to begin to get dinner, she let Pruc go into the kitchen with her, so they eould talk while she worked. Prue looked around her with some interest. There was such a few, fow things there. But they were all bright and clean. Could that Rosamond who was cleaning potatoes be the same Rosamond who used to go to parties with her and who danced every set 2 Yos. It was the same bright, merry face ; and, somehow, the calico was becoming, after all. There was not a great dinner to get. Rosamond had only to buke a few potatoes, stew some tomatoes and broil a steak ; but the things were all good and had an appeâ€" tizing smell, that made Prue hungry, espccially after the coffee was ground and set to steep. "I thought housekeeping was a terrible hard thing to learn," she said. "But you seem to find it easy enough." Rogamond knew all about it. It was the old, old story : "Too poor to marry." Harry "couldn‘t support a wifo." Prue‘s aunt dressed her in velvet and sealskin. She was used to five courses at dinner, and there was a carriage for her whenever she wanted it. Still, she hadn‘t a penny of her own to share with her husband if she marricd ; and it would have made matters much smoother if Harry had been a rich man, instead of a poor bookkeeper with twelve hundred a year. HMe felt it keenly enough himself, and many a time puzzled over the problem till his head ached. Supâ€" posing they married and paid $20 a week for board. How far would two hundred go toward car fare and laundry bills for a year, and dresses, hats and gloves for his dainty, darling Prue? He liked to dress well himself, and liked to buy a new book now and then, or a picture, or ‘attend a fine concert. All this he would have sacriâ€" fieed without a word; but even then he could not support Pruc. But they loved one another with their whole hearts; so they waited on and on, hoping that some time the twelve hundred would swell to three thousand. But it was four years now and hard times had come, and things looked worse instead of better. So Pruc‘s sweet face grew discontented, and Harry‘s fine eyes wore a settled gloom. Rosamond understood it all ; for she had been in Pruc‘s confidence from the beginâ€" ning. She administered her usual tonieâ€" telling Prue that, if Harry wore dead or offi on a five years‘ whaling voyage, she would: look back at her life now as the height of Lbappiness, when she could see him everyl day and read his love in his faithful eyes. â€" "I am only in the A BC of it !" answerâ€" i ed Rosamond, laughing. "I really know very little more than what you have seeu me do. These are all very simple dishes and I learn thein one at a time, Of course I look at my cookâ€"book. You dont know, Prue, how much happier I am than I ever was before in my life, But i do thiuk it would wear my life out if I had to bogin with a great house and a lot of servants," "But," said Prue, wearily, "it is so wearâ€" ing. ‘There doesn‘t seem to be the least bit more prospect of our ever being marâ€" ried than there was four years ago. Aunt says we are like two parallel lines running side by side forever, but never going to mect; and she talks to me, and the girls tease, and then Harry comes, looking careâ€" worn, and I suppose I look as if I had been erying. That‘s the way it was Saturâ€" day night." "Oh, Prue!" said her friend, carnestly, don‘t talk so. Your own Harry, who has been so fuithful for four long years! I don‘t believe he has taken another girl to a single entertainment or even walked home with anybody in that time. And you know you refused that rich Mr. Doane for his sake last winter; and you‘re pertectly miserable if you don‘t see him as regularâ€" ly as the sun." "Yes," and the voice trembled yet more. "He says I don‘t love bim as much as I used to, and I‘m sure Ae doesn‘t love me as he used, and so I suppose it will all come to an end before long." Bo, a few minutes later, little Phil, with a snowy napkin tucked in his neck en garâ€" con, brought her on a waiter the promised lunch, and Prue enjoyed it. Still a cloud hung over the young face, and Rosamond, noticing it, ask>d, at last : "How‘s Harry, nowâ€"aâ€"days ?" "I don‘t know, I‘m sure," was the reply, with a pitiful little quiver in her voice. "HMe quarreled with me Saturday night, and I haven‘t seen him since." "Quarrelled with you !" exclaimedRosaâ€" m »nd, aghast. "Oh ! it won‘t be a very elaborate one," laughed Rosamond, going toward the kitâ€" chen,. . "Only some Vienna bread and fresh butter and a cup of tea." "Oh! no, indeed! Don‘t take that trouble," protested Prue; remembering that Rosamond Lad no servant, and thinkâ€" ing there must be some fearful impossibiliâ€" ty ubout sudden lunches. ‘Now, I will take your hat and you must stay the day out," said her hostess. "I know you are tired, coming all the way from Brooklyn ; and, as soon as you are a little rested, you shall have some lunch." sat in," at she sank down in Rosamond‘s own easyâ€"chair. Pruc wondered. Thesy few litle rooms sfemrennivs ONTARIO "I have looked for you all the morning," said Rosamond, with a kiss of welcome. "Here‘s your room all ready for you ; and you can sit in the parlor and read the magâ€" azines, or you can come out into the kitâ€" chen with me and the children. I must go right back there, because there are eookies in the oven." But, although this did occur to her, she did not tell Harry so ; for, although she could have died for him, or have been perâ€" fectly happy with him in a desert or desoâ€" late island, she felt that it required in her case far greater hervism to take up a life of family cares, and be busy with brooms and kettlos, instead of her piano and emâ€" broidery. As for Harry he had never thought of asking her to do such a thing. He never dreamed of anything but waiting till he had resources enough to supply his pretty Pruc, at least partially, with her neâ€" eustomed luxuries. So they met and partâ€" ed time after time, in a kind of dull paâ€" tience, and looked ateach cther with sad, weary eyes of love, which saw not yet how sweet is the "Ainner of herbs." Rosamond was busy with her holiday preparations the day before Christmas, when Prue ¢ame in, cll in a flutter, her cheeks crimason. "I‘ve frairly run away," she exclaimed, laughing. "Aunt had gccepted an invitaâ€" tion for us all to spend Christmas at old Mrs. Doane‘s house; and shke was furious when I insisted on keeping my previous engagement. I‘m going to stay till she gets over it. I told Julia to send me word." "I‘ll go with you," said Pruc; and she went. Seating herself in one of the kitâ€" chen chairs, she watched all the perfoâ€"mâ€" ances with deep interest, and even went so far as to stone raisins and pare apples to help Rosamond. 3 «"Yet I am as strong as Rosamond Grey," said Prue in a flash of resistance. "And I am no fool. I suppose I could learn to do a few useful things." Prue did not see her friends again till Christmas week ; but she heard of them now and then. Her Cousin Julia, coming home one afternoon from an Essipoff matâ€" ince, said she had got quite a new idea about the trimming of her winter hat trom secing the one worn by Mrs. Philip Grey, directly in front of her. Prue had one note from Rosamond, reminding her of her proâ€" mised visit, and adding a few words of cheer, which the poor girl sorely needed in the contest in which she was engaged, with love on one side and the world, her old familiar world of fashion, on the other. Her aunt had been seriously taking her in hand, in a series of "plain talks," in which she demonstrated that, as Prue could not do a single useful thing in the world, and as her various costumes in a year cost quite as much as the whole of Harry‘s salâ€" ary, it was the height of foolisnness to talk of him any longor, and she had best end the matter while Mr. Doane was still in a propitious state of mind. She did not seemm to consider that Pruce‘s heart might beat happier under a fifteen dollar cloak than under one that cost a hundred. «‘You‘ve done a good deal since I was here," she observed. "How pretty that broad window looks, with all those plants. And do you mean to say you hang pictures like those on your kitchen walls ?" "Yes, indeed," said Rosamond. "Tlus is one of my sittingâ€".rcoms, and you don‘t know how pleasant it is in here when the work is done. Ard it is so warm and "Oh, I do so enjoy her amazement," said Rosamond, with a laugh, as they turned back into their cozy little parlor, where, after getting the chillren to sloep, they sat down for aâ€"delightful evening with "Deirdre." comfortable, and a nice place to have the "What made you tell her about the drip» pingâ€"pan, Rosy ?" asked Philip, when their guest had gone. Prue laughed, swept a little courtesy, and said she would rccept the invitation with pleasure. "We‘re going: to furnish our spare bedâ€" room next week, Prue dear, and I want you to come and stay over Christmas with us. We‘ll have a real good time, and Harâ€" ry can spend all his oveniugs here. I‘m going t> buy m drippingâ€"pan before then and practice first on chicken, so maybe we shall have turkey Christmas. T haven‘t learned to roast yet, and that‘s why at preâ€" sent we starve on porterhouse steaks and oyster stews." When dinner was over and she was putâ€" ting on her hat to go homie, Rosamond said : ® ewamk head of theâ€"houseloid scemedto her three times the man he used to be in the old dancing days. He and Rosamond talked gayly and happily to each other, andlaughâ€" ed as if they hadn‘t a care in the world; while poor little Prue, under her momentâ€" ary cheerfulness, elt her heart beating, oh ! so sadly. Meanwhile Philip‘s step was heard on the stairway, and Rosamond sent the children to meet him, while she heated the plate and laid the last things on the table. The table looked very pretty, set off with some of her wedding presents, and dainty Prue found nothing to offend her eye or palate in the simple diuner.* In fact; she thought it lelicious; and Philip Grey as aud these few things to do with! But, in the light that Rosamond set it, housekeepâ€" ing really seemed to be great fun and full of happiness. But, oh! how derisively her cousins would laugh, if she should go home and tell them she had seen Rosaâ€" mond Grey washing potatoes in a tin pan. TORONTO $1 per year in Advance. _ _t*What fgood times they do have!" thought Pruc, as she hurried out to join in | the fun. ; ‘The next morning Prus was awukened , by the sound of a Christmas earol, which | Philip Grey sung as he built the fre; and | not long after she heard little Phil tu.abling out of bed and his shouts of delight oyer | his stocking. â€" The horn began to toot, the | whistle began to blow, the toy eat squealed, the woolly dog bowâ€"wowed, and the childâ€" | ren had a regular rovel, "That must be the man with the nuts," said Rosamond ; "and I don‘t see how I can possibly leave the gravy. I wish Phirip was here." "I‘ll go to the door," proposed Prue. "If you renlly don‘t mind," began Rosaâ€" mond; but Prue was already out in the hall. ~She ran lightâ€"heartedly down the stairs, opened the door, and metâ€"Harry. Philip had fallen in with him, down town, invited him to dinner, and then, having to stop on the way home, had sent him on alone. Prue gave him a swift glance, saw that he looked careworn, but the same dear old love was shining in his eyes, and, with his arm around her, they ascended the stair and entered the little parlor, now a perfect bower with its Cnristâ€" mas greens. He sat down before the glowing fire and looked about the room. Prue‘s heart beat rapidly, for new, brave thoughts were finding their way into it ; but she said nothing, only stroked Harry‘s hair with a lingering touch. Rosamond came in now, with a welcome, and, a few minutes later, Philip Grey arâ€" rived, looking bright and cheerful, and, with a child on each shoulder, was quite ready to lead the way to dinne», Buch a merry Christmas dinner as it was ! Harry grow gay in spite of himsell, and Prue was as sweet as a little earnation pink. Philip and Rosamond did the honors finely, and the fact that they wore a little pinched for dishes made thein all the merrier. Prue got the cup that was cracked ; but the tea was from Hinodi‘s. and delicious. ‘The turkey was splendid, and all the side dishes as niee as any lady in the land could have, When it wastime for dessort, little Phil could.not sit still in his chair, an4 had to be reproached fo} telling the guests beforehand that they ‘were going to have plum pudding. Rosaâ€" mond was & little slow about bringing it ; but when sbe 44 come, holdin# it high en The turkey browned famously, and all the various articles stewing and boiling on the stove did their best, when, at a quarter of three, Prue, who had no more to do, thought she would take the children to the parlor and tell them a story. Suddenly the doorâ€"bell rang. "*No, I don‘t," said her friend, undauntâ€" ed. "I feel through and through my heart, that, wheaI get to be an old woâ€" man, and look back on my life, the very swectest part of it will be the time I hal my little children around me and took care of them. . And I think Rosysis fully equal to ‘Helen‘s Babies, don‘t you ?" _ The clear, cold Christmas Day was difâ€" ferent from any Prue had ever known beâ€" fore. To tell the truth, a good part of it was spent in the kitehen, for Rosamond had announced her intention to have a regular genuine Christimas dinner,and Prue borrowed i apron and wanted to help. She chopped bread crumbs, washed celery, grated cheese, and did anything she was told; and Rosamond said it seemed quite like old times, when they wore girls and always together. â€" Phil raced up and down the rooms on his hbobby horse, and Rogy trotted after him om a broom, entertaining themselves so well that their elders paid them but liitle attention. There was one tremendous moment, though, when, in the very midst of stuffing the turkey, Rosaâ€" mond turned her head and saw her baby on the top of the stationary tubs, holding in her hands the reservoir of oil from the student lamp and alternately shaking it over the waterâ€"pitcher and the teaâ€"pot. "‘Don‘t you wish you could keep a nurse ?" asked Prue, as Rosamond, flushed and hurried, stopped to seald the teaâ€"pot. mond, as she carefully planted the feet of lovely doll in among the bonâ€"bons in the baby‘s stocking. It took all the rest of the evening to get the wreaths and crosses up, and then, tired and happy, the little bhousehold went to bed. ‘They had a merry busy afternoon toâ€" gether, weaving wreaths and crosses of evergreen for the windows and pictures; while little Phil and Rosy decorated every figure in the carpet with the clippings. It grew dark early ; and as soon as possible after that the chitdren were coaxed to hang up their stoekings and go to bed. ‘Then as soon as they were asleep out from drawers and closets came the delighttul packages that had been in hiding, and everybody played Santa Claus and helped to fill the stockings. "I do hope there won‘t be a fire to burn the house down before morning, before the children see their presents," said Rosaâ€" *Perfectly happy, perfectly satisfied, and glad every hour of my life that I married Philip," â€" Rosamond replied, picking up her baby with an air of triumph and leadâ€" ing the way to the parlor. ehildren‘s playthings around." ""Aund you are perfectiy happy, perfectly satisfied, and glad you married Philip?" asked Prue, wistfully. "Philip‘s a lucky fellow," he suid, with a it high en A man with "a reputation that requires rather careful handling," is not a man to rule the destinies of Cana/a. *"When in office he showed a somewhnt distressing carclessness as to the means of retrining power and cynical negligence of the puricy of his Administration." What sarer=m could bite keener than that, the more ®o that truth sharpens its teeth. Again the hollow hypocrisy of the protectionist ery in his mouth, and is ultimate intention with regard to his dupes are prophesied so elearly and with such a tiee appreciation of his motives and insight into his churaeâ€" ter, that one is constrained to say, how true and just is the insight of the writer, "It is not believed Bir John Mnmcedonald shares their errors, (protectionist errore) but that he plays with these nllies for the time, to get rid of thein somehow if he again became a Minister of the Crowpr.‘ Behold the picture sketched off to the life, The man with "a repitation requiring careful handling," who "rhowed a disâ€" tressing carelessness as to the merns of reâ€" taining power, and cynical negligence of the purity of is admdnistration," wants to get back to power, nnd is ready to promiss everything and pledse everything to do ao, But once in power, be will sust his nrom sew ard pledves to the wind, and by some old process, familiar to hiin, will got rid of bis dupes somehow.â€"Owen Sound Advertiser, that he plays with these allies for the ti to get rid of them somehow if he again be came a Minister of the Crown." The Rev. Goorge Clark, of Blyth, had a bx?od of shickens hatched out in January last, Shortly after they were hatched the mother hen deserted them, but upon bringâ€" ing them to a neighhbour‘s hennery one of his young pullets adopted them, and now gose around clucking with them, apparently with as much pride as if she had betched the eaas herself. t When Reform journals attempt to show reasons why Sir John A. Macdonald should not be restored to power ngarin, they are at onee set down as partizan. But indeâ€" pondont testimony is not wanting to vindiâ€" eate them, and to prove that they are in the right to do so. The HMouse of Comâ€" mons reâ€"echoud to charges of disloyalty, false charges against Hon. Mr. Jones a few weeks ago ; but what are we to say of the patriotism which would raise to the preâ€" miership of our coustry a man who has done almost the utmost in his power to disgrace his country at home and abroad. He is no patrict, let him ery out loyulty from Monday morning to Saturduy might, who would advance to the head of the Government a man agairst whom such terrible words are written as the following from the London Times: And they will. May God bless them and all brave young hearts who are willing to elimb the hills, side by side, for love‘s sake.â€"New York Paper, "We‘ll try it," said Pruc, turm'ug' round toward her friend with a bright smile, "Lot me read you a poem of Brownâ€" ing‘s," said Rosamond, taking up a*book and turning the leaves. *"It‘s about two young people who loved euch other, but were too young to marry ; so they waited on and on, and, finally gave it up. ‘The wirl married a rich old lord. Mere‘s what she says at the ond : "Bach life‘s unfalilled, you seo; * It hangs still, putchy and sormppy ; We have not sighed deep, laughed froe, Btaurved, feasted, despairedâ€"boen happy, *"‘And nobody ealled you a dunce, Ana poople suppose me clever ; This could but huve huppened once; And we missed it, lost it forever,‘" Prue‘s little hand stole into Harry‘s as Rosamond read, and she glunced up from her book she saw them gazing into each other‘s eyes with a look thut was a pledge. **Something like $65 in all this month, perhaps," he said. â€" ‘"When we boarded we paid one hundred a month,. So you see, my boy {" Harry was surprised and silent ima sort of breathlessness. It seemed as if in the high walls around Eden he had suddenly discovered a gateway he had never dreamâ€" ed of, where even he might pass. Butno ; it could not be, He folt that is the mext instant, Prue, his dainty little love, never could undertake the caure. It was too much to ask of a girl like her, Rosamond found it, and her husband ran over the items aloud. Rent for one mouth, so. much; marketing, so much ; coal, so mmnch; washing, sundries, ete., so much ; and then footed it up. "I suppose housckecping is twice as oxâ€" pensive as boarding. | Isu‘t it, Grey ?" "Well," said Philip Grey, serenely, "as you are a novice, I don‘t mind throwing a little light on the sulject. Rose, darling, where is our accountâ€"Look?" Dinnor over, they adj urned to the perâ€" lor, and tossed nutshells into the fire 40 make pictures there for the children. ‘The happy day wanea away, and at last it was night and bedtime for Phil and Rosy. Their mother sang them to sleep with carols, and came back into the parlor in time to hear Harry say?: a platter, it made a sensation ; for she bhad it finished off in old English style, so that i\ seemed to be all on fr¢ with biac finmes. An Einglish Estimate. t the utm country at