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HAD HIM THERE. "Well, yoar goo»e is exclaimed Mr. Mao Jones as he entered the dining-room on Christmas Day. "Who has been roasting you this time, love ? asked Mrs. Mao Jones, anxiously.

STICKING TO HIS PALS. The Dukes of Portland and Clarence Find a Trusty Supporter, A good story is toM of the Duke of Portland and the Duke of Clarence and Avondale with reference to a conversation they had with a street arab in London. Whilst wulking down one of the princi- pal thoroughfares in the Ofty the two dukes came across a first-rate specimen of the regular London street atab. The Duke of Poitland, thinking of (teeing a bit of fun, quickly called the lad to him, and said— MMy boy, I'll give you balf-a-crown if you'll go and tip that policeman's bat off." The boy, thinking he was joking, said he would like to see the colour of the money first. The Duke instantly pulled out a half-crown, and gave it to the boy. So the bargain was made. Now came the fan. The lad crept away, and running as hard as his legs could carry biiu after the police- man, jumped up behind him, and knocked his hat off rolling into the gutter As quick as lightning the bobby" was after him, and in a few seconds the boy was collared. Of course be was asked what he did such a thing for, &c. Those two gents told me to do it," replied the poor lad, now almost in tears. Off marched the policeman to the "two gents," taking with him the lad by the collar. Of course, the duke readily admitted having paid the lad for the trick he bad so succeisfully played. "Your names," demanded the policeman in a voice like a. lion. "I am the Duke of Portland," said that "gent." "Now, come, no nonsense; let's just have your proper names without any bother," returned the constable. After having convinced the officer of the law that it was correct, he turned to the Duke of Clarence and Avondale and aeked for his name. Almost precisely tho same conversatson took pl-ice between theso two. At last, partly satisfied as to who they really were, the policeman turned to tho boy, and said And what's your name ?" "My name's the Duke of Westminster," replied the lad, aud I mean to stick to my pals." — —

TRUTH AND FICTION. A U>liO > u tic; G'a-. ♦« Christianity Oosifi Her 20,000 Marks. Tha daughter of a Jewish merchant a) Ham- burg re«idad in Berlin with a brotiitr, and made the acquaintance of an orthodox Christian solicitor. They fell in love with each other, but the solicitor's father made his consent dependent on the young lady's conversion to Christianity. But the fattier of the latter expressed a wish that his daughter should remain a Jewess, at any rate until his death. In spite of this she was baptised on a certain day in December, laet year, at two o'clock, immediately after which she became engaged to the solicitor. About an hour afterwards a telegram arrived from Hamburg aaaounoiag (hat the death of her fattier from an apoplectic stroke lied taken place on the same day at lialf-past two n'elock. When the father's testament was opened it was found tbtt besides the stiate of his property legally belonging to his daughter he htfd also bequeathed to her a legacy of 20,000 marks, under condition that she remained a Jewess till his death; Her conversion, however, having taken place haff an hour before, she lost the legacy. Legal proceedings were ioatit uted by her to dispute the validity of tht clause, but they have been unsuccessful.

A WESTERN EDITOR'S KICK. We acknowledge our inability to successfully run a newspaper in Garfield County, says the Grand Valley (Colorado) Oactus. In the firstpisce we received a alastical education-somauting that aGr.rfifid County newspaper man has as little use for as a frog has with side pockets. In the second place, to manufacture a lie out of whole cloth, and make an apology (on the side), and the next issue double discount all the liars, from Aiianins down to the Carbondale Snowslide; to toady to some corrupt corporation or individual who has a few thousand dollars, with the expecta- tion of getting a few dollars on advertising to carry the woodcut of some hotel purporting to give the best board in the State, and at the same time let the hotel man feed you rough on rate and never kick; these are only n few of the many characteristics necessary to the success of a Garfield County newspaper man. Wo prefer to lose a little on the Cactus and run an independent journal. We don't cuter to any of this class of people, because whe-n n. man can't find enough wholesome literature to publish without resorting to the lower grade of journalism or the wholesale manufacture of scandal and falsehood, intcrpersed with ignorance of the mo^t inexcusable type, it is about time to step down and cut.

———B————!)! J Bribery. II What an awful day said the stranger. May Halhngham only bowed in freezing silenoe. It was disconoerting, after having waited for half an hour in solitary grandeur at a wayside railway station, to be surprised by a stranger — male, young, and good- looking — in the middie of a wild though solitary polka, started for the purpose of warming her feet. She had said Oh I" and sat down in tbestiffest attitude she could oompass on the one straight-backed waiting-room ohair. The intruder had not been disconcerted in the least. He had struggled for half an hour through the snow drifts after leaving his overturned fly, and bad found in sole possession of Munford Junction a young woman, evidently of the upper ten thousand, wildly oareering by her- self to the "See me danoe the polka," chanted in her own clear mezzo-soprano voioe. He had tried to look as if a passenl was the customary diversion of a first-class passenger, and had partly succeeded. How late the train is he Remarked after a short silenoe. He was good-looking, and she had no sternness in her where men were conoerned. That was her ohief fault, though it did not diminish her enjoyment of life so she answered, still rather self-con- scious, There will be no train-the porter told me the stationmaster went home when be heard it was snowed up; when you came I was alone with the old porter." Feeling the desirability of a chaperon, she added, He will be back directly he has gone to return the stationmaster his shovel, after taking all the coals in his offioa for this fire. I hope he will be back soon." 11 W by, may I ask?" it I want to convert him." Convert him ? Are you in the Salvation Army F" No," she langhed; "the Primrose League. lie is wearing the lladioal candidate's colours. Did you not know there was an election going on in the county p" The stranger, who had looked alarmed when he suggested the Salvation Army, groaned as she explained. "I was aware of it," he said. "Tben you have a vote, perhaps," she said. (Shyness, as has been hinted, was not her weak point.) if Which way do you mean to give it P I need hardly ask; but I put down all promises and hand them to Lord Doveroourt'a agent. Do you know anything about the chances ? What part of the division do you coma from P" The stranger was getting very chilly in his manner. 11 1 don't care about politics," he said; fó l've heard a good deal about them lately, and we are strangers." "Politics are a nice safe subject for strangers." said Miss Allingham cheerfully. Why don't you like them P" "Because I've heard nothing else disonssed for a week because I am alone with the prettiest girl I've seen for an age, and because—— Hush I" said Miss Allingbam; If I prefer politios to compliments—from strangers." I'll drop both if £ eu like," said he. It Well," she said, in that case we must sit in silence but I did want to hear if you knew Mr. Shellabear, the lladioal candidate?" "1 have heard a great deal about him lately," said the stranger wearily. It is still snowing, is it not?" He is a horrid young cad, I believe"— Miss Allingbam's English was occasionally vigorous. He wears a white satin tie in the evening." What an enormity, and no doubt his political crimes are on the same soale." He says horrid things about the League," she added fiercely. The what ?" The Primrose League." Dash the Primrose League 1" murmured the stranger audibly between his teeth. Miss Allingham rose to her feet. That was ungentlemanly—and—profane," she said, walking towards the door. Mr. Shellabear says nothing so bad as that, though he says dreadful things about the Dames-aiid I am a Dame." The stranger followed her wittt jrofuse apologies. He really had not meant wtafc he said; be had the highest respect for tlte Primrose League and every Dame in it. He would say the same of Mr. Shellabear as be had of the League, if that would atone. He suoceeded almost in appeasing her—at all events, in getting the subject ohanged. "lam so hungry," she said, after a silenoe. I had hardly any lunch, and its past tea- time." "I never thought of that," he exclaimed. What an ass I am and he felt in the pookets of his ulster. Look, here is a pocket of sandwiohes big enough to last us a week, and a flask of oherry-brai),clv." He untied the sandwiohes, and she took one with a forgiving smile, holding out her hand for some cherry brandy rather eagerly for two --•sons thefirat because she had a weakness for ot^ro nnld weather: the second, because she was muoh exeroiaeu «. the identity of her ohanoe acquaintance, and there were letteri engraved npon the flask. She read them as she sipped with little chokes and coughs—G.C.S., a monogram, but quite an easy one to decipher. She pondered, then sat quite still, getting rather red. She was repeating to herself "G.O.S.; Gladstone Gobden Gladstone Cobden Shellabear; what a fool I've been Suddenly she said aloud, It may not really be so bad after &11." What may not p* said the stranger; the cherry brandy P" What Mr. Shellabear says. I mean he may uo\-I mean I hear he is really rather nice, very good-looking too." Yet, he is that," answered the stranger; "and a clever chap besides." Her eyebrows were raised at this, and there was another short pause. I did not know you were can- vassing this part," she then said, rather timidly for her, "or I should have been more careful." IfOb, you know me now,"said the stranger, holding out his hand. How did you manage that r I read your initials on your flask. I Glad- stone Cobden Shellabear' is not a name to be forgotten." "Or forgiven, I should think," he said; but what do you mean by initials on my flask P" He looked at them as he spoke, and he looked puzzled too. But Miss Allingham did not see that; she had sat down again, and was staring at her boots in a very shame-faced manner. To find you have told a man to his face he is a cad, and that he oommits sooial solecisms usually renders friendly conversation difficult, if not impossible. Meanwhile the stranger was look- ing from her to his flask and back again with a mischievous gleam in his eye. She would have noticed it if she bad not been gazing so hard at the toes of her boots, As it was, she did not answer his question, but said humbly, Lord Doveroourt is my oousin I want him to get in so muoh, and I did not know that you were Mr. Shellabear." Lord Dovercourt's oousin, are you p" said the stranger; ii then no wonder you are keen. Do you know him P" A nd he began to look at her rather closely as she answered, I have not seen him sinoe he was a rather ugly but very jolly boy of fourteen, I was ten then; he has probably forgotten me." H I think not," murmured Eej opmpwiipn# still looking at her attentively; but she did not hear, and continued, "I'm going to stay in the same house witfc him now at the Hartleys'. Kveryone round there will vote for him; he's sure to get in, that's one comfort." U Then perhaps Mr. Shellabear bad better retire," said her companion, with a polite bow. "I wish you would," said Miss Allingham, with a sigh, looking at the fire. He had moved nearer to her, and was Lending over her. Ask me like that and perhaps I might," be said. He was bending very much over her, and with a sudden movement had cap. tured her band as it lay on her lap. What are you thinking of, sir p" she ex- claimed, drawing away from him. I was thinking of a very pretty lady who used to win elections with her lips, and I was thinking that perhaps one kiss instead of many might-I have a vote in the division for a farm near here." I won't hplr of suoh a thing," said Mist Allingbam hotly. He was drawing near her again, and she took her bundle of rugs off the table with a vague idea of warding him off with them. "I would not do such a thing if you promised never to stand for Parliament again as long as you lived." Wouldnt you P" he said, "'Not even for that? Just think what a service to your cause. What other Primrose Dame wiH have done as much ?" You don't mean it; you are joking and I am not. Keep off." I am not joking," be said. It you wiU let me I will promise. We will have in youi old porter as a witness, it'you like; or I'll swear on paper, if you choose, never to stand again until I have your leave. That would be a long time." Miss Allingbam has never given a very satisfactory account of what went on in her own mind at that moment. She was as anxious to serve her cousin, Lord Dover" court's interest, and to prevent Mr. Shellabear from opposing him; and he was very good- looking, but that she does not ever give as her reason, even to her most intimate friends to whom she has confided the rest of the story. She must have hesitated, at least apparently. and she certainly said, just to hear how it sounded, of oonne- II Y 01.1 swear P" I swear," he repeated after her. 41 Never to stand," "Never to stand for Parliament again without your leave," And then, before sh« quite knew whore she was, he had caught her in hi* arms and kissed her. She gasped. "J did not give you leave," she said furiously; "I did not mean it; I did not; how dfire you P" I don't know," he said but it's done now, an j how, and you will get all the glory when youtell the other Dames." 11 As if I should tell them!" she said, blushing crimson. What shat! I do? Yoa will have to leave the county, at all events— if you keep your word." Yea, he said, with a sigh. I must take the first train to town now, instead of going on with you to Hartley Hall." "Hartley Hall! There was not muoh chance of meeting you there." Wasn't there p,. he said carelessly. "I'm not so sure about that. Look here, I was under the impression Lady Hartley had in- vited me." He was holding a note out to Mis» Allingham. "Dear Doveroourt," she ex- claimed, reading it. "You are not Lord Dovercourt, you are Mr. Shellabear!" 11 I am not so sure of that, either," said he. II I never said so, at all events, Look here again," and he drew a card-case and some letters from his pocket, Your initials on your flask P" she said. Not mine at all; 1 borrowed it from Colonel Somerville, with whom I have been staying. Come, May, I know you if you don't know me. I was going to flartley to- meet you." She drew herself up. "And suppose I say that I deolino to meet you, that you have obtained "Goods by false pretences," he said, inter- rupting ber. NAtell, it's not the first tinM by any means, is it, eh? Don't you remember years ago how you used to pinch me when- ever——" Miss Allingham tried to look stern. She had recollections of days when she was ten and itc Snurteen but she felt sternness was the P3T9$C? flMg vedar U& circumstances. You not to stand for Parliament," she said But at that moment there was a whistle, and the old porter, who had seen more through the window than be mentioned at the time, came in to say that the missing train was coming in and the line was clear, at least to Marton, the station for Harvey Hall, It wu blocked to London in three plaoes, he added. He did not take much interest in the argument which followed his announce- ment; but he got haIr-a-orown, all the same, as he put them into an empty carriage and looked the door. "Bribery!" said Miss Alinffham severely. What would have been said if it was known that a frivaroso Xi*o h"5 dono .14 thing 7" "I shall have to oantion th-m, 1 know," said Lord Doveroourt drily, u now 1 know what they are oapable of.&. Jameif Gazette.

HE'D BEEN CHRISTMASSING. Fn>Di,Eit (returning from his olub 0n Christmas Eve, after making several dozen revolutions around the lamp-post): Nev'i thought s'oh long way up (hio) stairs before 1.

A Steamer Stopped by a Fish, Captain W. L. Webber, the commandant of tM P. and O. steamship Aisain, reports that on tht voyage from Bombay to Adf'D on November 6, while in lat. 13 55 and long 5r53 E, a large fish fouled the stem of the vessel, tho engines of which had to be stopped and reversed before the obstruction could be cleared. While this was being- dona the fish, which WI\!4 suwpose1 to be a barSrinj shark, was measured, and found to be about 40ft. long and about 7tt. broad. Thesupposed shark, winch sank as soon as it was released from the front of the steamer, was said to be of a dark gray colour, with white spots on its body, the undermost, portions being of a deadish white. It had a large ft"t head. and small eyes, with five or six fias on each side of the body.

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,e,r *<* awe, and muttered to lilt is the Czar or the Nihilists." CHAPTER I. TEE NIHILISTS. iff Roman letters were 'Emi: j?|§^ displayed in a garret K^ef window upon a large placard pasted on the inside of the glass. The rough- cast walls of the Ijyf room were grey and ^j|| cracked; the straw- bottomed 's were shaky on their legs, black and grimy on their backs, Jjj. and the seats broken ffentl r°WS °f ?aPin» holes. Thrown negli- of uP°n two iron bedsteads in the corners vrnJu room were piiik-bord«red yellow and cover^9> worn almost threadbare, the ^°8kortto hide the tumbled pillows and a discoloured with great dark spots. •tody table, pushed up to the flon*0*' WM with papers. The » nneven and dirty, showed wretched and disgusting negligence. Heaped WKI a c,a#8t of drawers in a perplexing cr*cked plates, a bottle, a glais, jJli, socks, a tallow candle, a pot of of •f.i'"?'4 4 clasp knife, half a pound brn«l» ° II »& bottle of ink, and a tooth A.bove one of the beds hung an un- or.l i P?r^ra^ Prudhom, beside a small ^'i?S vr"l^c^ BPota lost it* £ *rratre Wjr0f *s sa'd> two beds in the two i oonse<iuently, it seemed to have ^n6 m*n» a mere youth, wa< fair > i writing-table. His long hair, 0f, nc* smooth, fell upon a turn-down collar aQj J*1 ^ue. His features, though wan ljr- 5^aGIatecl, were rather regular, and his The ey«* w«re not laoking in expression, The .neglected down covering the lower part tnJUl* n-*dc his wretched appearance still U-i rePulsive. A sad smile played ower his lont; pen in his hand and was riin Dg iy at tho window, on whioh the to w* xt outside, was tracing regular win<i, a'3 this formed a yellow pool on the limn* His view was limited to the dow« °?Urt, a large house, whose back win- enou»h r*'n' melancholy Th cf tbf K0VLXiE mtn looked long at the courtyard bitter* ]*»e ^ailding and his lips curled in a of he seejned too weary •«5hing the dripping of the tj..DP°n roof and pane and glanced along the window. His smile became still more ead. iVo,r;^7~nothing thought he. There is in this wOj'ld neither past, present, tell 00me* That is a comfort, they seiv Ine> ^or poor wretohea like onr- *orM' »ea fortunate of this HnnpitS? i tr?.for nothing. And yet an kfinii directs the forces of Nature, together apd then dispersing again cUMnraa °*,0Qr bodies and souls at its good nonri.K6' 6 RroQnd produces wheat that aud U9' and after death wo turn to dust but aS*in wbeaf. The ego is scattered eternal ™:ren* particles of our being are Partid* J ?u,$* .in »y body dogs body, and in my soul an ■ferihu *r a "°nl—P"t of Ivan the c^an»in 0v.lns^*nce' "reviving, ^Mternf' ?unc^ aP together, dissevered, of +•' i Sphered together anew to the taatteiMih ^t! is this eternity gives rise to our sensations, e am])itions, even to love! X must the K.i 111 4 former existenoe » particle of kotaa Vw y°ung g'l'l w^° 'iyes i° r*tion_i, Fe' Rrjd so I love her. That is y} mUSt S0, ^ur atoms continue w^»t the composite soul with its tho^, i^ne°v8 ^^ents has forgotten henoe sympathies, affinities, the th r#fineiTient °f onr tastes. iov^n,7ry ^0fc3 y°ul) £ not return it K„ fr ey° ^as forgotten mine Or t? v possess an atom of her being, n«oted • U 001l,Po«ed of particles not con- it.v ,T b Ul7 former existenoe ? That's his band over hi* brow. These wiloW,r?" °^sPriDg of an absurd and un- oiesorae theory, wearied ixU WM ooilu118 for mystery of life, and, of oou^s, 00^d not find it, taotiT0)1' ™ucl1 more comforting is Jny et*v^ef —to live again in Heaven in L ?1 ,00l» united! She most be a doa'fc '•* young girl 1 Then, after hiftnfk T*ry ,oon—*fter a few short years or if I m^IWe *v again for ever a* equals, n ^tsuoh biMcednesa—merit is the sole W° Mv"' ,He b#nt hi» h«»d °P0B hi» «•»»»«!' C*> "Q^ religion ia no* a mat*«r of an_, n2' We must have faith and avoid is jaiD^' ^ow bard it ia! Materialism !,a cn obance. Hence its conclusions fo1T j'°^er'* f*»tbf if not infallible, is as well glided M that," ^•nly he shuddered. «If Poleno should ^vwiwhat is going on in my mind, he would Vi JYT* he ia the only support that is on* i roa8h him only dependence. He Ij.. ofMl I cannot abandon him; and yet ]a.a and talks of martyrdom." with »' w*lked up and down the chamber JO-fa ^idos. Foleno takes a long time. Hev^^v both pbysieal and moral, exi#te. Oh, how I'sufPerl I am of ^v* a»d I am starving." He oaught sight li. °f ^read on the cheat of drawers, the l 'j I didn't know." But, letting Jj0jUl/"fd fall to the floor, from which it hi. *tone, ho carried his hand to "It ^h° a little ory of pain. f| oeoome>as hard as a stone; Plaoa. oi v* been month on thie Stooping, he picked op the pieoe of iotTtVtad' the window, threw it ^».in oourt. ««You shall not deceive me hi. to,'if°D and it," oried he. He continued jf*- "Will Poleno never oome? And, Pumi!LW £ to us S0Ilfte *.°°d. For this ,wen* oommittee, saying:— aar:n„ daty of all to aid one another thee^T **abJloman captivity.' Alas 1 Sii ^'RiWor^,i u enipty as my stomach." A h*» yonng man stopped to listen. beai'd on the stair. Som«- "TI, Utoh of the door. ho is? At last!" And a man dishlSn fif*rret' Past middle Jife, J e wl?ite kair fell over his deeply- d»tv o orell«ad j a long, pointed beard, of kUck«n;rey' in a violent twist; the vQ1B!VAI^ J °' bis livid face twitched oon- ^MOT9d?hi«T*^ grey eye8' ful1 life» 'rUhtfu? ™ oountenanoe perfeotly r,iovcd /'• 1 ^Withstanding his age, this man ?'eld to. u ^brewon a bed the package he jc;an^and, and said to the young 1 libre are «• n them..als' ,only remains to ''liA rr nn» »« 'I'^ckly, Andrew." J S maii did not w&|t fov second -A- invitation. Promptly opening the packages, he found in it fresh bread, ham, cheese, and a bottle of brandy; Scarcely had the victuals met his eye when hunger, which had pro- bably been kept down for long hours, gave his face an expression of greediness that was almost ferooious. He broke the loaf in two and began to devour it. The old man, with an ironical smile, went slowly to the chest of drawers, took the clasp knife, a glass, returned to the bed still more slowly, cut off a slioe of ham, spread the ham on the bread, poured a little brandy into the glass, and before carrying it to his mouth said, What weakness Poleno," murmured the young man in a plaintive voice, "don't scold me, I have eaten nothing since yesterday morning." Nor I either. I am hungry, too; but to prove to you that one must not be the slave of his physical wants"—he set away the bread and ham on the commode-H we must take a two hours' walk together. I shall not eat till our return." The young man, having hastily devoured a huge piece of bread, cast a timid and beseech- ing look upon the old man. I cannot require of a child." said Poleno, "an action that is even painful to a man like myself, for it is painful to me to make this resolve. A teacher who does not teach by example is unworthy of the name of teacher. I wanted to convince you that I am able to praotise what f preach." Poleno's resolution took away the young man's appetite; a tear rolled down his cheek. I was very hungry," he murmured. Who keeps you from eating ? Be quick; we are in a hurry. Come, Andrew eat, eat, I tell you 1" cried Poleno. stamping his foot on the floor. I cannot eat," replied the youth, "without you. My appetite is gone." "Again your silly sentimentality! If I were not your superior would you respeot me, would you heed my lessons?" And as the youth hesitated, Nothing will induce me to take back a resolution. I shall not touoh these victuals before our return; but if you do not eat immediately I shall not take a mouthful before to-morrow morning. Since one can only reach you through the silly sentiment of I lvve for thy neighbour,' I order you to eat under pniu of seeing me suffer." Andrew probably knew that Poleno was capable of executing his threat, for he approacited the bed, cut a slioe of ham, and continued his meal. At first he ate slowly and sadly, but gradually Nature re-asserted her rights and the pieces began to disappear with rapidity enough to make one's head swim. Poleno was silent; he had buried his head in his hands, and seemed to be thinking. When Andrew had sated his hunger, he timidly asked: Where will you take me ? Have you done ? asked the other. « Yes r "Come, then!" Where P" What matter P Follow me pt Andrew stifled a sigh and put on his felt hat-suoh was his mute response to the harsh order of the old man. Poleno opened the door. They were soon in the street aud went on for some time in silenoe, "We shall have to submit this evening to something whioh its disagreeable to me per- sonally. We are to be shaved and to have our hair out," said Poleno. It's all one to me," responded Andrew. To me, on the contrary, it is one of the forms of servitude, all of which I dislike. But we must eat" Has the committee required of us this saorifioe F" "The oommittee 1 not at all—the Hindoo," What Hindoo P" "To bo sure, you don't know? The Hindoo who has given us money." "Then the committee has refused to aid us Pit The elect must support themselves. I am a man of intellect among the brethren. If the strong needed aid, what would be left for the weak P The oommittee refused, and was right. Ah! Then how did you obtain-. I sought and found. The Nabob Dougall is going to have a reception. He needs ser- vants i have offered my services." I Andrew turned deadly pale. w Y ou," atked h6, II a servant ? You a waiter P" "Yes, this Nabob pays well—ten roubles. For you and me that makes twenty roubles. It is long ainoe we have bad such a sum at our disposal." "Can I trust my ears ? You will carry I trays, serve refreshments ?" Andrew stopped short in the middle of the street. "And you thought I would consent to undergo such degradation ?" I Poleno shrugged his shoulders. I had not so much as thought of asking I your consent. But, come time presies." I 01 I ehall not go a step further. I. a p N"«vfr p Poleno seized his i iii. ""um W, oblige me to run so as not to be late ? I have no desire to lose twenty rouble..1 t You would do well to remember that I have not eaten any- thing. Don't oompel me to give you a lecture on philosophy in the street." 4f You mean your everlasting mliil- honour; nihil-sentiment; nihil-it all amounts to nothing, does it not P "liight," replied Poleno, with oonvietion it amounts to nothing." Hunger, roubles, pain — is all that nothing P" "Hunger is oonquered by the will, whiob, it is true, oaunot conquer death. But death is itself nothing, sinoe life is begotten by corruption, which is death. Do yon under- stand me P "No; but no matter. Your big phrases will never eonyinee me." As you please, I shall go alone and wait on this Hindoo, and to-morrow and next day, and every day thereafter I shall reproach you with the bread th At you eat, the fruit of the humiliation which I hare under- gone and whioh you have refutod to share with me. You shall tee my implacable glance follow the food that you raise to your mouth and that I shall have earned by menial ser- vice. If the humiliation with which I threaten you presents to you a more smiling prospeot than that of earning your food by work, do as you like. Return home, and, as you will be hungry to-night, I authorise you I to use the victuals I had reserved for myself. I shall not return to-night. I should be too much afraid of seeming to ask a favour of you. The young man was pale; beads of perspira- tion ran down his brow; the struggle between his self-esteem and the contradictory senti- ments which Poleno's philosophy called forth in him was terrible. All at once he said, Well, you are right, I shall obey you." Very good 1" "Poleno," murmured Andrew, looking his teacher in the face, "your dootrines make us stoop very low. By believing in nothing we soar above the prejudices of mankind, but we become lackeys." "And we don a livery," broke in Poleno, ironically. A livery 1" "Yes;yol'ow, red, and blue-very pretty- with gilt shoulder knots I" Andrew stopped once more. Listen," said Poleno, with majesty. Your sacrifice is useless unlest it be complete. At the slightest hesitation I shall abandon you. I have no time to explain to you the mystery of your doctrines, I promise to show TOU to- morrow how false your shame is; to-day I offer you once more a chance to earn daily bread for both of us. You hesitate p Very well. It is the duty of the teacher to feed his pupil. I shall submit to that! The strong protects the weak." "Forward," said Andrew, in a stifled voice, i "I shall follow you." Poleno gave not the least sign of satisfac- tion. They set off again and soon reached the English Quay, in front of a magnifioent palace. Here we are come in," said Poleno. "Above all, let as have no more weakness P Who is this Hindoo F" asked Andrew. "He is a Hindoo who pays his servants. What else do you care about ?" Andrew sighed, but followed, (To be continued.)