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0 HEARBD you Mr. ibbaged, D a litâ€" id heenr ;ld w ho t, as folâ€" Saturday distinctly [‘repassey, Fhe shots ch other, :ary, suftâ€" e to tremâ€" ‘he Firing and sum e1 Sighted. n‘*s, Nfld., + drifted he wind stcamers dney beâ€" would be combatâ€" roved the minutes. the first r‘s edge. «t some was firâ€" Then it 16 Was & at Tre nonading Ihey be« vas twoâ€" high im t eight ea rance, pass) agy _ bulky ., SHaArp, ber canâ€" 2 and housbt ING, »uulld nger noo® imé 000, .000 The n nes, un t in LTO, me up uL not n 11 w D 6+ Wt m he 0 nd it at it Twice has she knocked and received no answer, but now, as she speaks, there is only a moment‘s pauss and the door is thrown open. The room is perfectly dark, and there is the unmisâ€" takable smell of suddenly extinguished oil. "Are you ill or hurt ?*" she questions, curiously, trying to peer throuch the gloom, and if possible to see his {face. "Oh ! no ; 1 am all right, than«< you !‘" "Then why were you shut up Lere in the dark, and why did you reiuse to come up stairs t‘ *The lamp has only just gone out," he explains. "and 1 was feeling a little "I beg your pardon, your ladyship I did not know it was you." "But Rollo is so ill, and keeps askâ€" ing for you," "Poor little fellow t" Won‘t you come to him even now ?" she asks, taken aback by what it secms to her can only be intense selfisiness, and yet it is not like him, not like w hat she has proved so often in his characâ€" ter, to be thus unmindful of the feelâ€" ings of others. "If you wish it, I will," "Of course I wish it, or I should not have come myseif. Why did you besiâ€" tate before t The child stretches out his bhands with a glad cry as Colonel Dare comes up. and then sinks back exbhausted, with closed eyes, only now and then smiling contentedly as the quandam tutor sooths and comforts him,. holdâ€" ing bhis hand in a firm yet gentle clasp the while. She bows her head and turning, goes up siairs, he following meekiy until they reach (he nursery. ‘Then she goes in and, standing under the full glare of the chandelier, beckons bhim to come in. and he obeys. "Rollo, he is here. ‘Iry to go to sleep now as you promised," she whispâ€" ers, leaning over the boy‘s bed. tired He hesitates. . How can he tell her «wil? _ And yet further concealment is impossible. in the confusion of the fire he has lost both wig and glasses, and is at last himself confessed. _ He bad hoped that perhaps he might sucâ€" seed in {finding them again at night, when he could steal out and look for them without the fear of meeting any one, but lollo‘s illness has made this oul of the question now, he feels he cannot longer refuse to go. The child stâ€" least shall not suffer from his mad folly. _ But what shall he reply ? At last they stand face to face, and though still ignorant of the motive, she fueus.-s what his offense has heen. Her irs! thought now is for her childâ€"that his already overstrained norves should not be further taxed by the discovery that has so bewildered her. Quick as thought, she reaches up and puts out the lights. "A man naturally pauses before he resolves by his own act to lose all." "Mr. Dare, what do you mean ? W hat is all this mystery ?" questions Lady Leigh, angrily. "And I shall expect a patient hearâ€" ing." he answers, with a touch of grave pride. "I think that at least is my due ; it is the due of those who have committed the gravest (faulitsâ€"and mins is not that.‘" By and by Rolio falls asleep, and Colâ€" onel Dars, quietly releasing himself, goes down again to where he guesses Lady Leigh settles it for the presâ€" ent. ‘"Come to Roilo first," she says, imâ€" patiently , "afterward I shall expect to hear your explanation." "Well?" she says, questioningly, hardening herself into the air of bauteur which lately bhas been disâ€" carded. "Rollo is aslieep." "I did not come here to speak of my won. He has been the excuse of your presence bere too long." He winces, and does not reply. "Why have you done this thing ?" she goes on, passionately. _ "Why must you select me as in object for your practical joke? Surely my sufferings might have made me sacred ?" "Forgive me!‘ he murmurs, hambly. "How can I forgive you? You do not know how much you are to blame. You made me trust in the goodness of men once more, only again to show me that such goodness does not exist in any single case." _ ® Lady Leigh is wailing. She is seated in a huge armchair close to the table, on which she is drumming impatiently with her fingers. . Her face fiushes a liitle as Colons! Dare enters. "I trust not," she returns, sharply. "! know that I am guilty, doubly guilty, in that I deceived where faith already was so weak. |know I deserve your most scathing scorn, ard yetâ€" and yetâ€"forgive me if you can." He s ands before her, tall and strong, but very patient under her rebuke, his bead bowed in shame, and only askâ€" ing for forgiveness as a boon to be given in mercy, not claimed as a right in returm for the bravery he bas shown that evening. _ He does not even menâ€" tion that he bhas that and other claims wpon her gratitude, and she is too indignant to remember. _ She turns a deaf ear to his pleading voice. "How can 1 trust your word whes you have lied to me so often ?" "S('a;u me!"* he almost groans. "Why should I spare you! Have you spared me ? â€" Before you came we were happyâ€"Rolio and 1; and if I had not forgiven my wrongs. I had almost forgoiten them. I told you my sad storyâ€"you, a perfect stranger; and surely. if you had had a heart, it might have been touched then,. and very shame might have kept you from conâ€" tinuing your deceitfu!l course when with that confidence I had so trusted "That I bhave deceived you does not make my whole sex falss. _ All are not like me." She bas risen from hbherseat and conâ€" fronts him defiantly, ber slight form drawn to its full beight, her glorious eyes flashing, and her lips wreathed in scorn of his misdeeds. _ Looking at them from her point of view, his faults is trebled in magnitude, and she only wonders how it is that the earth does not open and swallow up such a monsâ€" ter of iniquity. _ * 294 A "You should have thought of that beforeâ€"befere you held up a defonseâ€" less woman to the world‘s ridicule and censure." no pity." â€"""The world will never know; you need not fear." ons "You bhave relther the feeling of a -l;\-n‘h:).";'bfx had no shame and she H O W SHE W O N. speaks, and irritated by his silence But this iast insuit he does not bear so tamely. Colonel Dare is not generâ€" ally so slow in selfâ€"defense. "I was not the only one," he says, haliâ€"sullenly ; "there were others as much to blame, only it happened you chose me." He grasps the table tightly with one hand to support himself, and with the other pushes back the hair that in leaning forward has fallen over his {face. ‘"There is nothing left to be said," she answers, moving away. _ "Once for all, 1 tell you, Colonel Dare, I doubt your honor and decline your love." . "Tell me whal you mean ?" says Lady Leigh, peremptorily. _ s " "It was a bet that in spite of your reputed hatred of men you would choose the handsomest that presented himself for your son‘s tutor," he exâ€" plains, unwillingly. m e wonds "~o you made me the subjecti of a betâ€"you and your boon companions?‘ she questions, writhing in the agony of her wounded pride and suffering as enly an intenselyâ€"sensitive woman can. "Listen to me this once!" he pleads, passionately, gazing earnestly into her eyes and letting his whols heart hang upon bher reply. It is all over ; the game is played out, and there is nothing left for him but to go. _ His small portmanteau is soon packed, and yet for a moment he lingâ€" ers slill, looking over every book to see il he can find one with her name in it. "I alone believed that the sentiments you professed were really felt, and I proved the truth of my belief. Lady Leigh, if 1 have injured you I am inâ€" deed guilty, for it is through you that the faith in true womanliness inculâ€" cated by my dead mother is now strengihened and revived. . ‘"‘Then why did you stay ? â€" Why did you not voluntarily confess all, and go t" "I could not." His voice is so firm and selfâ€"containâ€" ed that. not guessing the truth, she questions him again in haughty surâ€" prise, tempting him to tell what at present he would keep secrei. ‘"Why not ?" ‘"Because I loveâ€"I love you!t" he cries, fiercely, and clasps her by the bhand. _ ‘"Better men than I bave done worse things for love‘s sake, Lady Leigh." whe springs back and faces bhim fearâ€" lessly. The words in their icy coldness kill | all hope, and, without an effort to deâ€" | tain her, he lets her go. Then, diâ€" ; rectly he is alone, he sinks back in his | chair, utterly despairing. | Knowing what is going on in her mind, he forgives the insolence of her words and does not resent them. "Wrecked twice," she murmurs, in slightly softened mood ; but the words were so low that he does not catch their sense. "Your love is like your honor, Colâ€" onel Dare â€" defective. Is it a manly way of proving either to win your way into a lady‘s house by fraud and reâ€" main by falsehood? If that is love, 1 am thankful that eight years ago [ renounced itâ€"forever." Alt last his search is rewarded. It is only a small lesson book of Rollo‘s, but il has onca belonged to Rollo‘s mother. In it is written only one wordâ€"‘"Jenâ€" uy." And then, lest she should add the crime of theft to those others of which she has accused him, he loosens the watch from his chain and leaves it there with a written slip of paper: "A Roland for my Oliver!" answers Lady Leigh, disdainfully. "Is this a pretense, too, Colonel Dare t" He shakes his head sadly. "I have had as little reason to think well of your sex as you have of mine. If a man bhas wrecked your life, the best years of mine have been laid wasto by a woman." 7 ‘"Nothing that you can say can make me more ashamed than I already am, than 1 bave been ever since I came, and each day more than the last." Practically, it is of more than equal value, but in reality he knows the litâ€" tle shabby dog‘s eared book is to him worth a dozen watches, however antiâ€" quated and however quaint. All his life he shall prize it as a memento of the purest, proudest woman he has ever known since his mother died ; and when death comes to him, too, he will only ask that it may be buried with him. love." Yes, it is all over! He never for a moment doubts that she has meant all she said, and perhaps he loves hen betâ€" ter for her indignation and horror at his falsehood. She would have been a little less perfect had she been able to condone his faults at once; he is almost content to have her shine far above him, like a star, in cold,. unlovâ€" ing splendor, rather than by a human frailty lose one iota of the purity of her glory. In his present mood, he takes a savage delight in abasing himâ€" self and exalting her. He gives a last look, and then throws the window wide open and steps out into the darkness. The rain is falling heavily still, and the wind is high, and it is not till early morning that, weary and wet through he reaches Castle Lady Leigh is up early the next morn‘ng, looking very pale and with dark shadows under her eyes, which tell of the vigil she has kept. Shs ‘is= been in the naursery several timeos durâ€" ing the night, and found the child Had any one told him that her words were those of an sngry woman, and would be repented of almost as seon as uttered, he would have treated the idea as an accusation,. and repelled it with scorn. To him she appears as a justly outraged goddess, an offended queen, and for all the world he would not have bher otherwise. By and by, perhaps, he may admit that mercy is a womanly quality, which it had been better if she had not lacked, but now be only exults in her faultlessness. Once more he looks round the room, his eyes resting regretfully on the chair on which she sat and the f0o0tâ€" stool where last her delicately slipperâ€" ed feet were placed. All around is still fragrant with her presence, and Colonel Dare sees that it is an even crueller wrench than he thought ‘to banish himself from hber vicinity. For Rollo, with Gervase Dares CHAPTER TX \ _ Then she catches sight of _ the | watch, with the penciled words beside ‘it, and begins to weepâ€"not stormily, but very, very sadiy, as one who has |lost a dear friend. i And Rolloâ€"bhow is she to break it ‘to him / Tabitha, entering, disturbs her |reverie. She looks utterly aghast at | seeing her mistress in tears. y asleep sach time ; but now he is awake, and evidemtly refreshed by rest. There is no fever, and he is only a little exâ€" cited by the stirring event of the evâ€" ening before. | k What must he have thought of her remissness ? Surely he must have inâ€" wardly termed her a monster, callons to her son‘s danger, and too heart!; <s to care about his safety. Instead of loading him with abuse, as she had done, she ought to bhave fallen at his feet and almost worshiped him as her child‘s preserver. *" You will see him soon, my ¢ii}â€" ing," is the soothing reply,; but even as the words are spoken the speaker knows that it must be for the last time â€"that, after what has passed, the tutor must not stay. Lady Leigh starts. She, too, has been reprehensibly negligent ; not the slightâ€" est acknowledgment has she given to him for risking his life to rescuae ihat which is dearer to her than bher own. Can it be possible that she has been so ungratefui, so unwomanly, as never to offer even a word of thanks?" " Where is Mr. Dare? is remark. " You will see him soon, And now it is she who will have to plead for pardon and perhaps he will be as hard and as unforgiving as she was before. Her cheeks are dyed crimâ€" / son as she remembers all the cruel, insolent things she said, and how meekâ€" ly he bore them, never reminding bher of the obligation she was under to him. | She must go to him at once and apc 0â€" | gize, and if he goesâ€"as she supposes | he mustâ€"well, at least there will be peace between them. " Mother, 1 have not thanked him yet for saving me!" + ts _â€""I have never thanked him myself yet, Rollo," she says humb!ly. "I must go and find him now." _ _ She advances timidly into the room, and, to her fancy it wears a strangelyâ€" deserted appearance. Then she notices that his bedroom door is open, too, and coming more forward still, she can see that ‘the bed has not beent slept in and his portmanteau is gone. That he has left is plain, but there is the hope that he may return to say farewell. If he loved her as bhe said he did he could not jleave her thus; but surely what she said was sufficient to kill a passion of even a longer and stronger growth than this! Oh! how she despises herself when she rememâ€" bers what she said to him! How she wishes she had hbitten out her tongue rather than allowed it to utter such bheartless, meaningless words ! For now, with a sudden revulsion of feeling, she decides that he has not deserved the least of them. He is all that is good, manly and brave; how could she reâ€" ward him so ill for the patienca he has shown her child Since his advent Rollo has become so much stTonger, and yet more obedâ€" ient and gentle in his manners ; the dreary old house, too, has been perâ€" ceptibly brightened, and even Tabitha has softened toward the new inmate. Now the old routina will recommence, and there will be no break in it ; she realizes at oace how much they will miss him. Catching up her dress, she rises from her seat and runs down stairs. She a« periences a little fright when she fim« the door of the schoolroom wide open, but at first reassures herself with the idea that perhaps he is not up yet, or, on the other hand, he may be out of doors already. "* What is it, my ladyâ€"has anything happened ?"‘ she asks, in great conâ€" cern. # " Mr. Dare has gone," answers Lady Leigh, with a stifled sob, and to her surprise Tabitha gives a decided grin of satisfaction. "1 knew how it would be; I knew be‘d never like us all crowding round and thanking him, and be such a quiet man, too! 1 thought as how he‘d keep out of the way for awhile," . "It is not that, Tabitha; he‘s gone altogether. * You don‘t know all," says lLady Leigh, meekly ; " you don‘t know that I nover thanked him for saving Rollo, and last night I was very rude ard said things he could never forgive. Afâ€" ter that he could not stay." The sitence that ensues is so condemâ€" natory that Lady Leigh, with all her haughtiness, is abashed. She goes back to Rollo and tells him the bad news and his reproachful comment upon it crushes her altogether. " Mother, how could you let him go ?" After this she has no thought harsh enough for ber conduct and no praise warm enough for Coloncl Dare. To her son she oftem speaks of him, and always tenderty and no other tutor comes to Leigh Park She will not risk another advertisement, and besides who would be worthy to take his place ? " Not he, my lady; and, begging your pardon for contradicting you, he is too fond of the young lord to go away like that without a word." " Never thanked him ["â€"and Tabitha looks the rebuke she dare not utter. Two or three months pass,. It was the spring when Colonel Dare first came, now it is late autumn, and he is almost forgotten save by one. That one is wandering listlessly through the grounds of her estate when she meets a tall, elderly man, evidently in search of some one. Curiosity prompts her to accost him. " My hushand is dead," says Lady Leigh, and then, seeing the surprise and sorrow writt‘en on his face, she adds, quickly, " he has been dead some years.‘ " And the young Lord Leigh ?" " Is not yet eight years old. I scarceâ€" Ly think you can have business with im.‘ " My son is at his lessons, an4. exâ€" cuse me, but I cannot think why you should wish to see him," is the bewilâ€" dered reply. It is his turn to look puzzled now. "I mean his lordship himselft is he ill?" be asks, in sudden fear. The man raises his hat with a blank stare. s "I teg your pardon; I must have made some mistateâ€"but I met him in the park." " You mean the tutor that was here?" The man laughs in some amusement "There are aot meny tutors, my " Are you looking for any one ?" sha asks graciously. 4 "Yes, I wanted to see his lordship, if not inconvenient to hin," he says, taking off his hat and bowing low. bis first A hundred and twenty pounds a year! That was the very sum she bhad given as salary. Could it be that,dlisdainâ€" lady, who can afford to give away a hundred and twenty pounds a year.‘" since?" she asks at the conclusion, longing more than she will admit even to herself for news of his well being and whereabouts. a " Never. Two months ago I had a letâ€" ter from him inclosing sixty pounds, six months‘ donation in advance. He said he should forward me the same sum twice more, and by that time, if I had the risht stuff in me, should have carved out my fortune for myself, and should need his help no more." " Well ?" The man raises his head proudly. "I1 have done so ; my foot is on the first rung of the ladder, amnd I shall not fail now, having once succeeded. I came to tell him this and to thank him, but for his opportune bounty 1 should have remained all my life struggling for mere bread, with no hope or ambiâ€" tion for the futuraâ€"and now I cannot find him. You do not know where he ing to take money from her hands, he had given it to this man? ‘"‘Tell me all about it," she says, quickly. " T4 to : iCce He complies at once, keeping back nothing of their interview, only interâ€" spersing his information with praises of his benefactor, praises which do not in the least degree bore his hearer, but find a fervent echo in her beart. ‘"And you hbave never seen him is t" She shakes her head. "Heaven bless him, wherever he is !" is the earnest ejaculation. "Amen," says Lady Leigh, solemnâ€" ly, then, conscious that she has betrayâ€" ed herself to a perfect stranger, she exâ€" Plains, quietly, ‘"You know he saved my boy‘s life." y Long after the man has gone she lingers there, thinking of the wouldâ€"be iover whom she had so scorned, and whom she now yearns to see again that she may recompense him for all the inâ€" sults she has heaped upon him, by pleading humbly for forgiveness and avowing her mistake. Whoever he is and wherever he is, she trusts him enâ€" tirely, and has all faith in his nobility of mind, whether his lineage be high or not, and if he asked hber again to forâ€" get all and be his wife, she would not again say nay. But a woman is so powerless, she muses. It may be that she will never see him agsinâ€"never have the chance for which she longs. _ Indeed, unless he loves herso well that in spite of all she has said, he is constrained to see her again, how can they ever hope to meet ? Her own life is so isolated, and where he is she does not know. Then a thought comes into Lady Leigh‘s head which she resolves to put into execution. She will live in this seclusion no longer She will go out into the world and into society, and if she cannot find him at least it will help her to forget. The idea gives a naw incentive to life, and her step is as buoyant as it was years ago, before trouble came, when she returns to the house. Tabitha is dusting the ornaments in her room when she goes in, and makes a movement to go, but Lady Leigh stops her. _ * Lady Leigh laughs, and places her tiny bhands on the woman‘s shoulders, meeling her desfiant gaze with a glance of deprecation. "Don‘t be stupid, Tabitha ; the fact is Iâ€"I am going into society again andâ€"â€"* * "Finish what you are doing," she says graciously ; "I am only going to write an advertisement." "Obh, my lady! not again !" _ says the woman in dismay, for she knows a little and has guessed more of the hisâ€" tory of the last. Her mistress blushes. "Not for a tutor, Tabitha ; I am goâ€" ing to have a couple of footmen and a butler." "And you must keep up your posiâ€" tione, of course," answers the woman, with quicklyâ€"aroused pride." It would never do to be behind any of the other genllefolksâ€"you, the flower of them all. I‘ll never stand in your light, my lady ; but if you will just let me wait on you when no one is thereâ€"â€"* It is Lady Leighs turn to interrupt, which she does with a reproachful smile. "Tabitha, do you think I could part with you? The manâ€"servants can wait on my guests; but youâ€"you shall alâ€" ways be my own maid and truest friend. What shou!d I do without you after all these years ?" Tabitha bursts out crying and buries her face in the duster. "I‘m main glad you‘re going out again,‘" she says, presently, when the sobs have subsided ; "it will do you good, although I know you are only doing it for his little lordship‘s sake." "I am sorry if I haven‘t given your ladyship satisfaction." is the stiff reâ€" joindor. * / > :; 4 yoek 2 Lady Leigh looks uncomfortable and turning away, busies herself at the writing table tearing up sheets of papâ€" er and selecting a pen with greatest care. Womanliness forbids ber to tel! all her thoughts; honesty prompts her to disown a virtue that in this case she does not possess. A¥®aV:D .L FEET AND TEETH. A young woman suffered agony from her feet. Standing continuously in a store had caused callous spots to grow on her so‘es, and they gave quite as much pain as the usual corn does at times. Pumiceâ€"stone was recommendâ€" ed as a remedy. The best kept hee‘ls become hard: it is nature‘s way of proâ€" tecting the foot from the friction of sole leather,. With pumiceâ€"stone, used directly after the foot bhath, any callâ€" ous p‘ases may hbe quickly and painâ€" lessly removed. Cl omat aetrolty nes .+. Myrrh is an unriva‘led dentifrice. Tincture of myrrh is excellent for a clean mouth and bard #sums. The best dentifrice shou‘d not be used more than three times a week. Even white Casâ€" tile soap, which is harmless, will, if used every day, make the gums sensi tive. The testh must be clean. ‘That means a mouth toilet after eveory meal. She is at a loss how to reply. It hurts her to take the credit for an act of selfâ€"sacrifice when it is so purely a matter of â€" selfâ€"consideration, and yet how can she. even to Tabitha, con{ess the motive that is calling her into the world again ? [ "There are many reasons why it will be lest," she answers evasively. (To Be Continued.) | _""You see the deck is covered with a kind of linoleum ; it is found to answer | much better than wood in this class of | ships, as also in torpedo boats. Here are two 6â€"pounder Hotchkiss guns ; these and the 12â€"pounder up there conâ€" stitute our bow fire. Preitty strong | for so small a ship, isn‘t it? You see, , our object is to overtake ind destroy | by our superior gun fire an enemy‘s | torpedo boats . consequently, when chasing, bow fire would be of great imâ€" portance, and 1 think that chap up there would give a pretty good account of, himsel{." He pointed at the gun on | the fore bridge as he spoke. | _"The ship seems very long," I said, and, being rather curious on this point, I added, "What length is she ?" "Oh, about two hundred feat," he anâ€" swered. "And her beam ?" "That is about nineteen and a half feet, and she draws about six. See here ; this is the conning tower, with our halfâ€"inch of armor on it, : Isn‘t it a lot? We can steer from here, and in bad weather we have to, as one would be washed away on the bridge," I looked inside, There was just room for two people to stand up inside, and it was fitted with a compass, steering wheel, telegraph to the engine room, and voice pipes to the torpedo tubes and various other parts of the ship. "You say this is only half an inch thick?" I queried. "How thick then, is the ship‘s side?" "Oh," said he, laughing, "about an eighth of an inch ;" and before I could quite grasp how much an eighth of an inch of stee! re«ully is in thickness he | had disappeared down a ladder at my Aaving Completed our New Factory we are now prepared Lumber, Shingles and Lath always In Stocli. to FILL ALL ORDERS PROMPTLY. We keep in Stock a large quantity of Sash, Doors, Mouldings, Flooring and the differâ€" ent Kinds of Dressed Lumber for outside sheeting. Our Stook of DRY LUMRE is very Large so that all orders can be filled. Sash and Door Factory. ON BOARD H. M. 8. FURL sOMETHING ABOUT A TORPEDOâ€" BOAT DESTROYER. A Short Description ofa Run on one ol| The Fastest Crafts in Existenceâ€"Marâ€" vellous Speed With senrcely Any Vibraâ€" thon. On inquiry at the Chatham dock | gates as to whether H. M. S. Fury was | in the port, I had the goo@ luck tp be | told, "Yes, sir ; you will {ind her down at the South Lock. It‘s rather a long way, sir, and she‘s going out this foreâ€" noon," says a writer in Chambers‘ ; Journal. | Within balf an hour, and aflter some uneasy experiences over dockyard cobâ€" les, I came within sight of the Fury. She certainly was not prelty ; but her great length and narrow beam gave me the impression that her speed must be very great; while her sloping foreâ€" castle, the 12â€"pounder gun on top of the fore bridge, her other guns distriâ€" buted about the deck, her torpedo tubes, and, above all, her three large funnels, filled me with the idea that she had power in her to strike, if need be, and that she would be a formidable, or at least dangerous, implement in the hands of daring officers and weilâ€" trained men. Passing the hbig afterâ€"funnel, I came on an open space. and a couple of blueâ€" jackets, who were splicing a wire rope, volunteered the information that this was where the foremost torpedo tube would be placed when the ship was usâ€" ed solely as a torpedo boat. Here I was joined by the "sub," who apologizâ€" ed for his sudden ascent from the wardroom, and offered to show me round the rest of the ship, as the Capâ€" tain could not yet leave the bridge for any time. "Oh, our complement is {iftyâ€"two all told ; but about thirty of these are stokers for training in the working of waterâ€"tube boilers, and they avre changâ€" ed every month. This is their mess deck. The magazine and shellroom for the 12â€"pounders are under here alâ€" so." "How many men are there on board?" said L "There‘s not much room for thirty, is there?* nazarded L drawing a bow at a venture, as I felt 1 should say something . "Well no, there‘s not very much." "Do you know what this is t he said, to change the subject. "It is a collap sibhle boat. We have two, one on each side, you see. They are hoisted out by that derrick on the mast, and if we had to abandon ship they would take sevenâ€" tean men each, and provisions for them as well" ¢ gothgas Th + "Come down here." he said, looking up and smiling at my evident blank dismay at this last piece of information. "This is the mess room for the blueâ€" jacketsâ€"under the turtleâ€"backed foreâ€" castle, you see." feet One long table stood in the centre ONTARIO ARCH TORONTO X.. G. &J. McKECHNIE _ "Oh," replied he laughing, "come out ‘L on a cold, wet night in January, when a heavy sea is running, and you havse to hang on to the rails or the 12â€"poundâ€" _ er here to prevent yourself being carâ€" _ ried off your feet, when the seas rise _ dashing on the turtleâ€"back,. and washâ€" ing all over the upper deck; when you are soaked to the skin, and clinging on to something, are shivering and thinkâ€" ing of the many thousands ashore who are fast asleep. warm, and snugly tuckâ€" ed between the blankets; when the blinding spray and sleet is lashing | your face like w hipcord in an incessant shower, so that you can hardly opes your eyesas you vainly struggle to peer into the darkness to discern the lights | of the vesse! ahead, and when everyâ€" | thing down below in the wardroom is sliding about the deck. gloriously mixâ€" â€"ed up, so that if you wish toget a piace ‘ of meat for supper you have to hold the joint with one hand while yow hack off a slice with the knife, and when you can‘t stand up by yourselfâ€" â€"you‘d soon change your mind." _ Pet Fancies That We May Cherish Through Kife mad Yet Never Realize, "I suppose that all of us," said Mir. Billtops. "huve some pet ambition or some wish that we never realize; that we carry through life, perhaps quite unknown to our friends. and down with us to the grave unsatisfied, Some of these hopes amd fancies on the part of our friends would seem strange enâ€" ough to us if we knew them. bu! no more strange to us than ours might seem to them. There are plenty of steadyâ€"going, thardâ€"working, people that seem full of business only thwt really cherisy with all their ocoupatioms, the most romantic ideas, thougn they may be indeed about the simplest things in the world. "Sometimes we hear of them. someâ€" thing gives occasion for the expression of them. and then they come to us like a revelation. We ‘had neverâ€"dreamed that Soâ€"andâ€"So had that strain of fancy in bhim. But for the most part these ideas are personal guests, which we enâ€" tertain within our own walls, in whose company we find pleasure and which we take with us uninoticed when we '0â€"” We had increased speed, and now we were well out of the Medway and glidâ€" ing along through the water so smoothly that I could bhardly believe the statement that our speed was over twentyâ€"four miles an bhour. _ Slipping through the water with no vibration at all, the only indications of speed were the ripples on the water flying past us and the fountain of spray rising at our sharp, straight stem, sparkling with all the colors of the rainbow as the sun‘s rays flashed upon it. and two rows of lockers ran along the ship‘s side. A few men were down here, one stitching canvas, another mending his clothes, one reading # book, another writing a letter, and one stretched right forward fast asleep, utterly oblivious of evarything going on beside him. "About twenty men live down here," said the "sub." "These are their hamâ€" mocks, and that is the capstan engins â€"we have a steam capstan." "More storerooms under our feet, too " he continued. ‘"We keep the exp‘oâ€" sive warheads for the torpedoess down below here. We have two eighteenâ€" inch torpedoes, carried, without the heads, in the tubes themse!ves. Now, let us go up on the fore bridge." I followed him up the little iron ladâ€" ders till beside the twelveâ€"pounder. He pointed above his head as he spoke. But. even as it is, I wonder mightily to see these two engines, with their many bright rods il «shing up and dow a at a speed I can bardly make my band move at, and the cranks whirring around at the rate of four revolutions per second are alone enough to make one pause and wonder when buman inâ€" genuity will reach its limit, and also speculate on what a terrible smash there would be if anything chanced to go wrong. Mrs. Cheapsideâ€"There‘s no hurry. Her five o‘clock tea isn‘t likely to be ready before seven She‘s got the girl 1 used to have. Mr. Cheapsideâ€"â€"I thought you said you were going to Mrs. Brick‘s five o‘cliock tea this afternoon( It‘s after {ive now. "I wish I were in your place." said I, ‘"You have made a new man of me alâ€" ready." ‘"Well, how do you like it ?" queries my chum. "Midships, steady." Steady, sir," replied the head. BA "I‘m sorry we are only going 280 reâ€" volutions per minute now." says be "You should see them going at 850. That‘s the time." _ Walking aft, we went down the enâ€" gineroom ladder. OUR UNSATISFIED WISHES. SCHEDULE TIME