Weekly Mail

Four People Killed by a Drunken Bear. A strange and terrible accident (s-iys the St 9 '1 Petersburg correspondent of the Daily Chronicle) has just occurred in the neighbourhood of Vilna. A few days ago a large tame bear, which had been trained by the servants of a country gentleman to drink vodky (whisky), entered a village tavern and killed the tavernteeper and three members of his family in a fit cf intoxication. The tragedy was brought about by the owner of the tavern, Isaack Eabbanovitch, at- tempting to snatch from the bear a keg of vodky, which it had commenced to drink after staving it in with its paws. In the conflict that ensued the infuriated animal hugged to death the tavern- keeper, his two sons, and daughter. When the peasants arrived on the scene with guns they. found the intoxicated animal asleep on the flour in I a pool of blood and vodky, surrounded by its four victims. The btar was immediately shot.

Mr. Shortsait's Revela- tion. Mr. Felix Cuckshore Shortsait was drop- ping to sleep after his triumph at the Novum Organum Society. The meeting had been summoned to discuss a communication from the authorities of Greenwich Observatory, which need not be quoted, because every one read it in the daily papers last week. Briefly, the scientific instruments there have shown a gfave and perplexing disturbance for some months past which, after close study, has been traced to the opening of the Electric IJaihvay at Stockwell. Though the Novum Organum Society is an uncompromising upholder of progress in every form, vehemently refusing to admit that science can ever be other than beneficent, there were thoughtful members who felt a little disconcerted by this news. They timidly suggested that the use of electricity on a large scale may have serious results, which cannot possibly be foreseen if the working of trains underground can thus affect instruments unconnected therewith miles away. To these weak brethren Mr. Felix Cnckshore 'Shortsait addressed himself in a speech which carried conviction to all who entertain the cheerful and encouraging belief that everything is for the best in this best of all possible worlds. Broken phrases of his argument passed through Mr. Shortsait's mind as be dozed off. II I grant all these gentlemen could urge. If one electrio railway can throw cur- rents of undetermined force for twenty miles around, it is clear that the whole island will be permeated with them when all railways and all manufactories are driven by electricity; when the electric light is universal, when the telephone is laid to every house-all that I grant. And what then ? A great savant, whom we are proud to number among our foreign associates, has shown categorically what then. You are all acquainted with the experiments of Dr. Spech- neff. They have been published in the scien- tific journals within the last few weeks. What do they prove? That the application of electrioity to seeds causes them to germinate twice more quiokly, to grow three times as fast and four times as vigorous." (Cheers, A faint voice: "Moderate currents.) I hear it urged that Dr. Spechneff used mode- rate currents. In the first place, I at least have not yet heard what force he employed in the next, the currents were applied directly. But when the soil of England thrills with electricity—in the future we joyfully antici- pate—the individual currents will be mildly stimulating"— (A voice How do you prove that ? A bolder voice: "You are begging the ques- tion") Mr. Shortsait's in lignant reply brought down the house, but his drowsy thoughts wandered to the peroration, "I look forward confidently to the day when human kind will be relieved of all base employments which are called menial, when servants of every class will be ornamental appendages of the house- hold, when the task of those who labour with their hands will be confined to directing machinery. War and crime will be alike sup- pressed by the happy developments of elec- tricity. Every man and woman in the realm, thanks to free and compulsory education long continued, will have the taste for oulturp and the opportunity to practise it. The earth will team with produce; for a man may call down rain upon his field, or an equivalent for sunshine, as he will. Then at last the Golden Age will dawn. I have a grandson, gentlemen, now in his cradle. As I regard that unconscious babe, ecstatic visions shape themselves before my eye. I dream of the world which he will see. As the poet says. And Mr. Shortsait fell asleep. He woke in that new world which Johnny was to see. He was Johnny and yet some- how he was still Johnny's grandfather. Nothing extraordinary in the room or its furniture struck him as be sat up in bed. Mr. Shortsait often argued that the era of chang- ing fashions has gone by. A row of small cups stood above the bed-head; but that was just what he expected to see. Pulling out the one labelled Restaurant" he breathed Coffee and toast;" found the one labelled News," and called "First Times leader." Promptly it reached his ears:— We should be loth to think that any British man or woman regrets the loss of India. The gentle and refined spirit of our people revolts from the thought of holding any human beings in subjec- tion. When our fathers were summoned to pro- nounce, a generation ago, whether they should or should not oppose the Russian advance, we recall with pride that few of their representatives in Parliament ventured to urge the affirmative. Continental unfriends hint that cowardice dictated that policy. We smile at the taunt. It was a noble fear which they scarcely yet «r.sp dread of in- curring the sin of bl)o(I-gtiiitiness- Hallo!" oried Mr. Shortsait, what paper's that P" ",New Times. What do you want ?'' Old Times dead probably—could not keep up." But Mr. Shortsait, who was patriotic, did not like this detail of the Golden Age. Go on he grumbled. But it is not to be denied that the loss of India and the closing of the colonies, the abolition of the army, and the occupa'ion, by one power or another, of all those lands which to our forefathers were terra incognita, give rise to a certain incon- venience, not to say danger, in this country. There are still citizens among us who crave for the semi-savage joys which they call adventure. As sagacious old Darwin observed in his time, Rest- less men who will not follow any steady occupa- tion-rind this relic of barbarism is a great check to civilisation-emigrate to newly setlled countries, where they prove useful pioneers." All such out- lets are now closed, and our relics of barbuism fret under the calm and equal reign of enlighten- ment. We entertain no doubt that the grand demonstration of malcontent-i-so long announced, actually to be held this afternoon-is promoted by such retrograde instincts. To the same ctuse is due a social event to which we refer particu- larly elsewhera- Turn to the social event!" cried Mr. Shortsait. The warning-we must say the insolent warn- ing—which Lord Old ways, of Stubbornlegh has thought proper to leave behind will not lessen the regret of thoughtful persons when they heard of his departure. Lord Oldways, we believe, was the last of our ci-devant peers who made his native country his home—ci-devant is a proper word to use when we are face to face with another emigra- tion of the noble and weahhy classes. Some have withdrawn in pique; some, as everybody recol- lects, in fputtering fury; most because they are no longer permitted to enjoy the pastimes of savage man under a regime of culture and equality. Lord Oldways declares that he is influenced by none ot these motives. No special grievance urges him. He abandons his country and his people because he is bored to death." He has stood it longer than any man or woman among his contemporaries," but the weariness of life in England has become intolerable." Now, it is easy to laugh at this worthy gentleman but when we recall that the vast majority of those citizens whom the immortal' Gladstone summed up, long ago, as the classes," have deserted their native llud. or purpose doing so gv-- <( Coffee and toast!" A bell rang, the table by the bedside jingled, and Mr. Shortsait's re- fection appeared at his elbow. He shut off the flow of 11 News" with something of relief. The supply that bad already reaohed him gave food enough for thought. Mr. Shortsait rose and dressed. Many strange and wondrous conveniences interested him; but they did not surprise because ex- pected in a sense. And he was absorbed in I those glimpses of the politoal situation. 1 Iiappiuesa was not universal then, in the Golden Ar. If that foolish and unprofi- table institution called "Society" persisted in holding together, it would naturally feel out of place. But there were other malcontents. A great demonstration impended that after- noon. Mr. Shortsait murmured, 1 must attend that demonstration." Forthwith he found himself in the midst of it. All the familiar machinery was there, but with great differences which he had not time to mark. The changed appearance of the crowd could not fail to strike him, how- ever. Every man or woman wore glasses. Among the myriads there not one but looked respectable though very poor. There was no horse-play, noise, or inattention. A certain worried, depressed air sat on every face. They listened intelligently to a white-haired man, who spoke, without a trace of passion, through a sort of telephone. He was saying, I am old, citizens, and I can remember those days. There were terrible abuses, terrible sufferings for the poor. I remember when alcoholic drinks were sold openly, when Englishmen were kept and paid to kill their fellow-creatures, when the land of the people was held as private property by individuals, and the working man received nothing beyond his daily wage—scanty at that. You know all this from history, but I remember it; and what I would impress on you is that there was work at that time for every honest man who sought it. Suoh as found a difficulty could emigrate. In those days, all who chose to earn a living had the opportunity. You know too well that it is not so now, and we are met here to consider the reason. I tell you what it is. Science, progress, and all that, have done the mischief. Fifty families used to be sup- ported by the output of a factory that now gives employment to one young woman look- ing after a machine. That's the cause of our trouble, I say. You will now hear Brother Johnson, an agriculturist." Brother Johnson addressed himself to the telephone. What I say is, citizens, that we are going to ruin-body, soul, and estate. Let us look at one another There's not a child here who can see-what our forefathers called seeing. There's not a child, 1 undertake to say, who has all his teeth, nor scarcely an adult who has one. Show me the man here who can hold out his fist firm and straight! We are good for schoolmasters, and nothing else. Our bodies are permeated with this cursed "—(disapproval)—" I beg pardon this fatal electricity. And I can tell you that the land is permeated also. What is the good of calling down rain or turning on' the eleotrio light for sunshine when every blade of corn quires all day long from root to tip ? I say, have done with it all! They call this the Eolden Age! Let us return to the Iron Age or the Stone Age, rf 80 we can recover the health and strength and neroe and happiness we have lost!" (Universal applause, quiet but steady.) A third speaker rose. I think you are oonvinoed, citizens, and I will add nothing of my own but every schoolboy here and every schoolgirl has studied Hallam. Hear what he says, chapter nine, part li. There is one verj unpleasing remark which every one who attends to the subject of prices will be induced to make—that the labouring classes were better provided with the means of subsistence in the reign of Edward Ill. or Henry VI. than they are at present.' And Ilallam proves his words. What follows?—mark me, now! Science, invention, knowledge, progress- whatever else they may have done-have caused working people to grow poorer for 500 years. They have now deprived us of the means of living altogether. Ponder that and act!" Amidst a stilly hum of voices—the crowd did not seem capable of excitement—a banner inscribed with big letters was displayed. "Resolution one: That the teaching of science, other than medicine, shall be pro- hibited, Resolution two That the use of electricity, in any form excepting the tele- phone, or any other driving power to work machines, shall be prohibited. Resolution three: That the public sohools shall teaoh no subject beyond the third standard. Resolu- tion four "—— But Mr. Shortsait awoke in a violent per- spiration.-St. James's Gazette.

ANTI-DRUNKENNESS LEGISLA- TION, A Drastic Measure. The Rcichsanzeiyer publishes the text of a Biil for the rfpression of drunkennes?, which will b3 laid before the Reichstag on its meeting in Novem- ber next. Even in a state so essentially police- ridden as Germany, the measure is a drastic one, much more so than any corresponding legislation in England. The Bill is accompanied by a long and exhaustive expose des motifs, containing such statistics as the Government believes justifies its introduction. The Bill consists of 23 clauses. The first clause defines the position of a class of licensed dealers somewhat similar to the licensed grocers in England. Such dealer mav not sell spirits in less quantities than half a litre. Suc- ceeding clauses deal with the retail dealers. It is proposed that, so far as possible, these deilers shall be under obligation to supply food as well as spirituous refreshment, and, further, that they shall not be permitted to sell liquor before eight o'clock in the morning. They shall furthermore do all in their power to hinder the abuse of spirituous liquo s. By Clause 9 no spirit dealer shall be permitted to sell spirits to any person below the age of sixteen years. They are for- biddon to sell iiquor to any visib'y drunken person or to any person who within three years has been punished as a confirmed drunkard. The spirit dealer is bound to see that drunken persons arj conducted to their dwellings or handed over to the care of the polic. He is further forbidden to supply liquor on credit. One of the most drastic clauses of the bill is that which lays down that people who, on account of their drunken habits, are unable to manage their affairs, or who, by their conduct, threaten to bring their families into want or to endanger the safety of others, may be placed under a guardian, and this person, with the consent of the court, may place his ward in an asylum for inebriates. Even in cases where the guardi-tn does net exercise his rights in this respect, the court may intervene and order his committal to such an asylum.

THE CZAR'S COURTSHIP. The following anecdote (sent by tite Berlin cor- respondent of the Daily News) is said to have been related by the Czar hWelf to intimate friends. His elder brother, who died at Nic-, was, as is generally known, first betiothed to Prince-s DOIgmar of Denmark. On his death-bed he left his brother, the present Czar, a letter in which he begged him to take his place in the heart of the princess. The Grand Duke Alexander, however, was a very bashful lover, and had not the courage to carry out his dying brother's last wish, till one day the Grand Duke Vladimir aaid to him, "If you will not fulfil the wish of our dead Nicholas, I shall propose for the hand of the princess myself. A short time after the Grand Duke Alexander set off to Copenhagen, and one day, being alone with the Princess Dagmar, he handed her tremblingly the letter of his brother. When the princess had read it she blushed and said I also received a letter from Nicholas, in which he begged me to become your wife." Alexander asked to be allowed to read the letter. The princess fetched it, and together they read it. The sequel was a marriage.

GENERAL COMPLAINT IS made of the indigesti- bility of the ordinary cocoas of commerce, it having been lately shown bv the medical profession that the alkalies too often used by the foreign manufacturere, combined with the fatty matters, form a soapy result which is most deleterious to health. In the case of cocoas made with care, such as Messrs, Cadbury's, these objections do not exist.— fnitch&U Review. Lc5 LIVER COMPLAINTS.—Dr. King's Dandelion and Quinine Liver Pills, without Mercury, are a potent remedy; remove all Liver and Btomaoh Complaints Biliousness, Headache, Sickness, Bboulder Fains, Heart- bure, Indigejtlofi, Constipation, w fcoftS

--=.=- FUN AND FANCY. <, With Might and Mane.—The lion The Health Qitestion.-Il How are you ?'' T Someoue once sagely remarked, The hos< siest man on foot is often the footiest man 01 a hoss." The elephant has one consolation. His trunk is never placed at the mercy of the baggage-smashers. Sunday-school Teacher: Now, tell me, whaf do you understand by a movable feast Pupil A picnio. Miss Trill: I love to hear the birds sing, Jack Mallet (warmly): So do 1. They never attempt a piece beyond their ability. ) First Thief Back again, eh? Was the West too woolly for you ( Second Thief; Yos I'd rather be Duffeyed than Lynched. S-S. Yeacher Some of the giants of olden times had six fingers on each hand. Jimmy (a pupil) That's nothin'. Some of de New York giants has five thumbs. t- "1 understand the Prinoe of Wales is about to adopt a new motto ?" "Aw Baw Jawve What is it P" Hew to the Line, let the' Chips fall where they may. ..c\l Let's see," said the wreck. "What's be-f! come of that serf you used to have around here 2" Oh, he went to see," said the shore. I understand he's a great swell now." 4 II I wonder what gave Columbus his idea that the world is round r" Somebody had swindled him, I suppose, and he saw it wasn't square." V What have you got in the bag, Mose?" Er—er—ham—, sah—dat I bought down at the village, sah." A ham, eli ? Why didn't you get 'em to pluck the tail feathers ?" < When one of the sons of the Emperor of Austria called his brother the greatest ass in Vienna, the Emperor, who was present and highly offended at their quarrel, exclaimedi You forget that 1 am present." Pater My boy, when I was your age, was at my desk at seven o'clock in the morn- ing. The Son That may be; but I knowth< business is perfectly safe in your hands, even while I'm away. Angelina: Edwin, dear, mamma's going, (Sotto voce.) Do say something to her —pleasantly, you know. Edwin My darling, you know I always say "good bye" to your mother most pleasantly. And mamma over- heard it. She What an extraordinary number of flies there are to-day He: Yes-and mostly of the gentler sex. She How can you know that ? He Why look how they all congre- gate on the looking-glass! Mr. Spinner (society penny-a-liner) Yes, Miss Ethel, 1 live by my wits. Miss Ethe1..r I wonder you are never arrested. Mr.Spinner: Arrested What for ? Miss lCt4«t: For having no visible means of support Boy Mister, will yer please tell me the time? Druggist: Why you were in here only two minutes ago asking for the time, and I told you then. Boy Yes, I know. I was asking for Mrs. Muggins then now I want it for another woman. H I think, too, sir," said the salesman," that you ought to have a complete set of Thackeray's works." "All right, put 'em in," returned Nubuddy. Let's see. That re- duces the space how much? What's Thackeray's width ?'' Then when you have finished your lec- ture," said the professor of elocution and deportment to young Dulle, bow gracefully and leave the platform on tiptoes." Why on tiptoes ?" queried Dulle. "So as not to wake the audience," replied the professor. Doctor Troubled with insomnia—eh ? Eat something before going to bed. Patient: Why, doctor, you once told me never to eat anything before going to bed. Doctor (with dignity): That, madam, was so far back at 1889. Scienoe has made great strides since then. Yes, I had all the fellows in tcwn for my rivals when I was courting." And yet you carried off the prize ?" interrupted his enthu- siastic friend. Well," corrected the other slowly, if not severely, I don't altogether know about that, but I married the girl. Do look, Ethel Did you ever see suet a hideously homely man ? And yet he inuK; have found some woman to marry him, foi that child he is leading evidently belongs t< him." Why, Maud, love, the child provel nothing! It may be only a grandchild s A certain supercilious member of the fire brigade committee of the county council, at a recent Guild-hall banquet, observed to a neighbouriug alderman, The acoustics are very bad in this hall. Really," replied the latter, you surprise me 1 I can't smell any- thing." Where is the duke f" asked the publisher, as he ran his eye over the manuscript the trembling author had handed him. There isn't any duke in it," was the response. Then it won't sell in the United States," responded the publisher, as he passed the MS. back. I wish you good morning." At a social gathering a ycung widow did did not engage in tripping the light fantastic toe. A gentleman approached her and asked "Are you not going to dance this evening ?* Not until after midnight." "Why not before ?" Because to-day is the anniversary of my second husband's death." Miss Jane (to new member of Tennis Club): Ob, then, you are a complete novice, Mr. Wagling ? Mr. W.: Er-what makes you say that, Miss Jane? You've not seen me play yet. Miss J.: No; but when you trotted out that little joke about girls going out to service, I saw at once that you were new to the game. i A newspaper in Bridgeport, Connecticut, recently printed the following advertise- ment Chu Fong would likee smally nice Melican lady. She no have to work, as Chu Fong got big lot of money. Chu Fong will do the washee and the cookee; wife she can dress up every day.—Chu Fong." A Yorkshire vicar once received the fol- lowing notice regarding a marriage from a parishionerThis is to give you notice that I and Miss Jemima Arabella Brearley is oomin' to your church on Saturday afternoon nex, to undergo the operation of matrimony at your hands. Please be promp, as the cab is hired by the hour." The operation was performed in due course. The sheets was damp, sir, was they ? Well, to tell you the truth, I ain't a bit sur- prised. All the lodgers is makin' the same complaint this mornin'. "S ou see, the gal as I've got at present has just been jilted by hei sweetheart, pore thing! an' she was [sobbin and cryin' to such an extent all the time ah. was makin' the beds-in fact, all day yester- day-that I don't believe there was such a thing aa a dry rag in the place last night." After the bridal party partook of a sump- taous banquet, a younger brother of the bride got up and said, solemnly, raising his glass, U Ladies and gentlemen, I have to pro- pose a toast, whioh, however, must be drunk standing. Please take your glasses and rise up." The guests, although somewhat bewil- dered, did so. Now,$aid the young scape- grace, if yoO will remain standing for a few minutes I'll find out who tyeen fitting or 0 ipc ,í'¡' :¡, .¡jJ-'1!Il:>

sat down again on the stool by Boron's chair, klid, with her arms clasping her knees, she Waited his return. All this she did with a lvbite, set face, but without a tear. 0, Jess! strange compound of child and Ionian, who loved with a woman's love and reasoned like a child, who can say you were to blame ? She thought herself far more a joving martyr than an erring sinner; that is to say, if she thought at all. Every feeling in her heart was compli- cated. She had struggled against fate, but circumstances were too strong for her; she Would follow the stream the crowd might Carry her along, for was there not a safe haven at the end ? Her heart was full of love for Alman, for Boron, for Paulette. Ay even the bird shared the generous tide of her affection. It pained her gentle heart to know the little wings must not fly, but have their freedom forbidden by a cage; so she had Wed and petted it, till it grew to know her Voice, and chirp at her coming. By her pretty ways she made herself a delight to Alman and Boron, and Paulette bad ceased to pine for her native shores when in her ompanionship. But before the childish 'ature had died, the xcoman's heart had Jeen awakened, and in the first real love of ter life she had found her master. There ere no bounds to her affection. She gave freely from the purity of a heart untouched before; and in thus loving she experienced pleasure not unmixed with sorrow, a fore- boding that now filled every moment of a jife which had hitherto been unclouded. She joved Lord Delmar, he loved her Alman also joved her. He would never again kuow peace In her society Delmar would never be con- tent apart from her, nor she from him. What More natural than that she should yield to his entreaties; was he not her ideal of manly "onour and chivalry, in fact, of everything that was great, clever, and beautiful in man ? After a while, Boron returned. He looked Worried, but made no remark. When he had finished bis tea and moved] the table to a distant part of the room, he "egan filling his pipe. Then Jess looked up. Is not Alman coming Daddy ? Yes, he says he will look in presently." Where is he ? In his room Little one, I am like your rrandfather, so I claim the right of speaking "0 you without reserve. Ah, child, you have irown so quickly to a woman that it is strange for me to feel that I cannot scold you as I Jsed to when you were little, and 1 feel awk- ward when I attempt to reason with you." He laid his pipe down and paused. II Well, Daddy ? Well — well He hesitated, knowing that it required delicate tact to say what he had to say with proper effect, and not feeling lure how to commence. lIe cleared his throat and went on. It Tell tne, petite, what fault you have to find with Alman ? She looked up quickly. I'None, Daddy." "Then why, for goodness' sake, do you 11ake him so miserabte F She turned round and knelt before him. j'here was no light in the room save that of the lire, which fell on his face but left hers in the shadow. "Daddy," she said sadly, "do you think that love can come to order? Do you think It can be bought and sold, and weighed, and Measured P Does it not come suddenly, with- out knowledge, as it from heaven, a messenger from the clouds, and the tidings flood the soul with God's own sunlight, and make of life a Paradise, instead of a weary, earthly mission ? you think that if my heart could have be- longed to Alman for the bidding, it would not have been bis? Of course it would, even though I were sure that my life would have barren of all happiness. To conduce to 'his is the least, the very least, reward I could fttalte in return for bis goodness to me; but It cannot be, not even for him can I act a daily lie, one that he would read, and which would brejk his heart. I love him dearly. I would have sacrificed myself for him, but he would not have it so. God bless him for his generosity—and goodness." No tears came to relieve the aching pain at her heart; but the old man's eyes were moist as he strained her to his breast, and kissed her fondly. Peace was restored between them and she took her place again at his feet, and drew his hand round her neck. Daddy, did I give you much trouble when Was little ? Kay, dear one; you were always a blessing to us all." "IJntil now; and this has wiped away all ^he old happiness, all the pleasures of the dead days." All will be right in time. Time, time that |*aits £ or no man, that changes young to old, 'hat heals broken hearts and wounded bodies, that makes the oak flourish where only a 8apling stood, that builds and sweeps away ^an's greatest enemy and his truest friend." Does time kill love, Daddy ? Jess asked 'oftly. "No, child-at least, not always—not true '°ve; but that is rare; imagination often t*kog its place. Love lives beyond the grave. It is true, I know it." What are you thinking of, Daddy ? she asked, after a long silence. Out of the past, dear, one face comes to one as fair as yours, with eyes that only smiled for me, a form that was ever ready for my embrace. Ah! yes, love lives beyond the grave." Don't you think that love will dare any- thing, brave anything, Daddy? Yes, anything." Alexis Boron bad a large store of romance behind his every-day exterior. It was the great attraction that drew Jess towards him, the great chord of sympathy that existed be- tween them. Alman came in.; .rr What, le maitre! all in the dark," he c*'ied, affecting a cheerfulness which he was f ir from feeling. The little one and I are fond of the twi- ight; come and join us." He took a seat the other side of Boron. What a long time you have been, Alman ? el Jess looked at the clock as she spoke. The hands were both on eight-twenty minutes more and she must say good night-flood-bye. A dreadful remorse came over her she lifted the wrinkled hand that lay on her shoulder and pressed it to her trembling lips; but he as talking, and it passed unnoticed. A mad impulse prompted her to tell them every- thing then and there. After all, the worst Would be her sorrow at her deceit; they could write to Delmar, and there could still be a secret marriage—secret, save for their pre- sence. But then there was her promise; could she break it ? What would he say- her lover-to her cowardice, her broken vow ? No, no; she would not, she could not. Even 1.3 she hesitated the time was past; it was too late. Alman broke the silence. "I have been looking over my papers, le maitre." What for ? interrupted Boron. "lhave made up my mind to go for a change." Where did you think of going ? "Oh, I have not settled that. I shall Wander about from place to place. I shall go ecturing, probably, and advance our cause ltn the provisoes. I have not had a holiday for some years; I can kill two birds with one stone" No doubt it will do you good, you are not looking well," remarked Boron and in the provinces, in England, we have scarcely taken a step. The agricultural labourer can see no farther than the celebrated three aores and a cow." Which the Radicals amuse themselves by promising," added Alman. Exactly so," So they disoussed the proposed journey, and Alman tried to be cheerful, and to be his old self again; but the awkward silence which would keep recurring laid bare the hollowness of the attempt. It was more than Jess could bear-she rose. Good night, Daddy; you are not angry with me any more, are you ? No, no, my child; but why do you go so early to rest ? I have such a headache, and I am tired" (she might have added, and such a heart- ache ). "Good night." Good night, petite; God bless you." She kissed him, and smoothed the wrinkled forehead, letting her hand linger for awhile on the white head. Then she turned to Alman. Good night Alman." Good night, Jells." That was all. His eyes were bent upon the ground, so he did not see the look that bade him farewell, or the tearful eyes and out- stretched hands. Slowly she passed from them. The door was shut. She had gone After bidding Paulette good night, she weut to her room, and locked the door. She put a few things in her hand-bag, and dressed herself in her plainest and darkest outfit. A thick veil concealed her features. She was ready. Then she sat down to write. Who can imagine the feelings with which she penned those last words, the sad good- bye, the wish to be forgotten when memory for her would live for ever in a burning regret ? She addressed the letter to Alman, and laid it on the table where it could be easily seen. Then softly opening the door, she crept downstairs. Her eyes were blinded with tears. Her steps were unsteady; but chance favoured her. The parlour door was open no one was there. The bird was asleep everything was in darkness. She stood on the threshold, and breathed a farewell to the empty space. This was the room that had witnessed many scenes in her life. Here it was that Alman had taught her when a child, oounselled her and petted her; here had been passed the joyous hours of laughter and conversation that had once (how long ago it seemed no %v) ) been the happiest of her life; here he had asked her to be his wife, aud here her first inter- view with Delmar had taken place. With a tearless sob she turned away. She could hear Paulette singing in the kitchen to the clatter of ohina. She opened the front door, and looked out. The rain still kept steadily on. The streets looked cheer- less and deserted in the garish light of the street lamps. She stood out on the path, and looked baok in the house. Already she had gone-an outcast. No, no, not that! But she must for ever be without, while they dwelt within. This was no longer home. There was no one in sight. A wild pitiful, prayer went up from her heart. Then she closed the door without any noise by the aid of the latchkey, which she afterwards slipped underneath it, and then, swiftly she went down the street. Jess had gone-on, hurriedly, hurriedly she fled with ut once looking back, and as the distance widened between her and the old home, her thoughts tended towards the new. (To be continued.)