Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, March 16, 1873, Page 8

! srately. | THE CHICAGO DAILY TRIBUNE: SUNDAY, MARCH 16, 1873. MADAME BUFOUR. “T-wonder who she is!™ eaid Walter Drum- mond, looking back as he left the churchyard. ““Who ?" acked Kate Hyslop, -with a dis- pleased air * That lady in the blue and gold shawl, who €at opposite to us in church,” he answered. *¢Oh! that red-headed woman ? " indifferent- ly. * Why she was a stranger, of course ; what {elscshould shio be 7™ *%PBat I wonder who she is, and where ehe comes from," repeated Walter with insistence. “Really, Walter, you aro very odd! What concern can it be of yours, and why should you- wonder abont her at ‘all? ¥ roturned Eate, with der iciest manner ; and her betrothed, [nkiug ‘the hint, let the matter drop. But, though be- ing frec, he pondered all tho more, aud wearied ‘himself ‘with conjecturing, ** Wlo can she be ? and * Is she going {o stay hero?” Hinton, whero they all lived, is not a pret- ty place’; nor s very secluded place; nor % place that led to anywhere else; nor that was of any -importance anyhow. It was just o dull English village, without s bistory; where life went on {rom year to year in the same groove. So that the prospect of a beantiful young woman, & stranger to everybody, locating hierself a¢ Hinton, was something to bé Zoted a5 a phenomenon; and Walter's curiosity was only natural under the circumstances, Soon the whola place was astir with the news that 5 Madame Dufour, the pretty woman who had eat on Sundsy in the chancel, just opposite tho vicarage per, had taken Elm Cottage, whero old Mrz. Donne had lived; ond that she was busy furnisning it in & manner go costly as to bo next door to wicked. Here, then, was food for endless speculation, and guesses ab_the riddles sct by charity or i pature. A lady, young, beantiful; ovidently Tich far beyond the measare of tho village ; with 2 foreign nameé and an English accent ; a madamo with nover a monsjour to the fore, yetnotin widow's weeds ; not an inch of clue to her for- wer history or. her last abode—what botter cmutement conld Hinton have for the dreary winter months than in discuseing such a phe- nomenon, and quarrcling over the proba- bilities of her worthlessnoss or her re- lity? So far 1a that went, how- , tho majority of voices decided in favor of tho former; and but a fow of the more creduions, of whom Walter Drummond, the ‘Vicar's only son was tho chief, stood out for the theory of lier respectability, *until sho should bo proved the other thing.” Which was just tho difficuly; proof on either side boing ex- aetly the ono thing needod. ) Tho stranger came_rogularly to church, which counted for something in her favor; and she wes reported kind to the poor, and charitable beyond the common run of even generous folks. Not that Hinton quite indorsed this last trait. It hadits own ides about excess of any kind; and excess of virtue fared no better at its hands than if it had been & vice. Liitle by lit- tle, however, her ploasant smile and genial manner broke down somo of the stiffer preju- dices which her strangerhood and_unlikeness to Hinton laws of life had created; and aftera sufficient time had olapsed to forbid the appear- ‘wnce of injudicious haste, the Vicar and his wifo sulled on her—rather solemnly, it must be con- tessed, but with a good meaning at bottom. The mext step was to ask her totea. Kate Eyalop was by no means well pleased when sho heard_of this arrangement; and, in general, Eate Hyslop's wishes ruled tho vicarage. But . Drummond had certain notions on rieetly duties which not even his Ecirese-ward conld touch ; and this was. ono of them. He had taken it into bis connsel that it ‘was his duty, a8 the father of his flock, to nsher in smong them this nuufig sheep of 'his fold ; wnd be did it ; though his future daughter-in- 1w tossed up her small, mooth head in disdain, and even the placid wife of his bosom looke: ‘ubious. So, now, Madame Dufour was marked with the nf{n brand, and the whole parish gath- 2red round her, and bleated her & welcome to their pastures. From having been a sort of ex- Tle among them, she became the most popular ‘plaything of tho day, Kate Hyslop alone refasiag 1o bleat with the rest, or to burn incénso at her hrine. From the first there was a distinct ant: fem between these twowomen; and from the first Eate hated Mme. Dufour, d 8. our Teered Eate. Those cold; steel-gray syes of hers, which 0o one had ever seen dark with love or moist with tenderness, were like weapons that seemed tokill all sympathy, all affection. Her calm voice that never faltered, her com- ‘posed manner that never hurried, her set words that disdained to trip over a colloguialism, her R e, RSN, conventions], of the the formod to_the bright, versatile, pleasure- loving Mme. Dufour, whose fair face was like & mirror, wherein you could read her everchanging moods, and whose voice nnd amanner had all the tremulous shades which belong to a sensitive nature—or consummate art! Bat Eate saw no besuty in her. - ! Bhe fatigues me with her vivacity; she sick- ons me with her thestrical sentiment, and her Bffectation of grice is too transparent for any- thing but contempt,” she said scornfully, when seked if Mme. Dufour was not charmin, _While she on her side said with a_protty so- tion she had with her hands, * Miss Kg{: 8- lop? Bhoisths ice-maiden bound in chaing! Bbe makes me shudder as if she was a ghost.” “ Or a detective,” said Eato, with em hasis, when some good-natured friend reported to her what the new-comer had said. The word struck. It was bitter and cruel; but then bitter _thinga and croel alvays do strike; and. Miss Hyslop's sharp surniiso made the round of the parish un- derhaxd, folks whispering among_ themselvos, *Bhe i8 not 50 far out, isn't_our Vicars young Iady ; and may be the detective will light on our Gne Msdemo some day, at last.” Dot no one 2aid this to horself, and the pretty stranger still ld:;sd in the sunshine and nourished herself on ense. Walter Drummond's habits were changing. rom s docile, steady, mothodical young man, ih o time, proverbially good-natured if not very bright, and 25 innocently candid a8 & child, ho s fast becoming irrogular, uncertain, and reti- cent. He was always ouf, and no ‘one kuew where; nor would he explain when he came bome, silent and dopressed 25 no one had over seon him before. Neither his mother's business nor his fisnces’s pioasures touched him. _ Eate looked on st this change, and said-noth- ing. She had evidently her o%n mind on the matter; and Mrs. Drummond,, who knew her, { as quite aware of the futuro preparing for her © boy. Butsho wisely left them to fight it out ba- {| tween them, knowing that the struggle Lad to i' como, if nol about one thing, then sbout anoth- er ; and Kate had to be crowned Queen when all . was over. '} “Walter, I want you to ride with me to-day,” exid ate, one morning. F iy ufio‘:‘m{“?’ he answered, hurriedly; “No! Why?" I haye the boat to look to,"” he said. Bhe fixed her cold eyes on him steadily, and her Jook brought the blood into his face. 1 “Arqa:uu going to visit Mme. Dufour sgain 2" ghe said, scornfully, “You noed mot speak, Walter, your looks-are answer anoughhs:ha “Pray don't add falsehood to the of your lately-aoquired accomplishments. ! FhatI have long suspected; what, knowing E:nk' And how w you are, 1 foresaw from the ol 2 “And what _is it you suspected ard fore- oy from the fat, may X sk 7" said Walker, an- 5. *“Why should Issyit? You know as well as I; and Idon't care fo dig in plowed ground,” lh‘e‘ ;n‘:i:lvlemd,n‘ s\&wly. noé allow your insinuations!” sai Walier, with vehomance. i “Will you not? But if Ichoose to make them?” “Then I'will not listen to them." he eaidl. ““Your friend shall, Walter,” eaid Kate, delib- F ““Eate, you are trying me 00 far!” he cried. * What folly is this you have taken ap?” “No folly at all, \Walter—on my side.. I will forbear to characterize what you have taken up, oD yours. !anl‘y lmow the fact, that all these long absences of yours—these mysterions affaira ‘which occupy you from morning to night—mean timply that you ere spending the time you deny to ue with this Mme. Dufour. I 88y nO more, end insinuate no more—no more, at least,” sto added wiiha elight mmeer, *than your own conscience echoes.” £ And if I do see Mme. Dufour at times, am Inot master of my owa actions?” said Walter. &+ Laleo of my own thoughts,” she replied. . _ You are free to be your own mistress for all iq o \Y‘:lw mynyu, :ln far as Itm concerned,” i B 4 s ignantly, a grea irradia- ting bis faco, aa Lo spoli. ©- tiope nks, Ler monotonous sho suswered, soice a5 calm 53 ever. “Yon mean that for lenly. £ull “ Very well,” she answered; ¢ i !Iléfil!lma.glxz'futg;; dax 7 “bub neither Sbe rose on this, and walked steadil; quistly out of the Toom, leaving Wnnux’v:i‘:g tho sensation that a thunderbolt had fallen at his feet. Kate had seen clearly and spoken trnly, Wal- terhad carried to the beautiful stranger the in- ner wealth of a nature which, uutil now, had beon " given to noone. Tho fascination which had began on that firat day when bo saw her sit- ting opposite to him in churcl, fair 2s a flower, the sun touching hor golden hair like an suro- ole, and dyeing fhe blae and gold of her Indian shawl into a kind of mystic drapery fit for en angel or a saint, had gone on until now, and had gone on incroasing. 1fo had engaged himself to Kato Hyalop two years ago, it ie truo; but it was s thing that had been done for him, more than cne which ho had voluntarily chosen for him- self. His parents wished it; Kate's father had wished it; and Kato herself wished it— which clenched the matter. So Walter, who was merely n good-natured, unexacting, in- ozporienced boy 0s_yet—a manly young fellow enough in frame, but a little ““soft™ in his character, by having been kept. close to his mother’s lpron-!trini ally his Life—drifted into the affair asboya'of his kind do drift into ench & thing when manifestly prepared for thom by tho potent influences af home. At the best, however, Kato wes only to him like a sister; not alweys 85 nice, and not always o dear, When Mme. Dufour came, the chained foun- tain leaped into life and melody. To say that he loved her is to say little. It iwas adoration, more then common love. It was the worship of & de- voteo for 8 saint, combined with the tenderness of strength for something weaker, more yielding, less helptal than itself. He loved her as he had never loved before. as he had had no prevision he could have ever loved atall. And shbe ?— Well! she firat played, and then she learnt. That sensitive face, with it ever-changing ex- pression, like the tremulous sunshine that flut- ters among the leaves, grow daily more tender, more rosponsive. Yet in word and nct she affected o staid, half-grave maternity that merely fascinated her adorer tha more. Ho was ‘‘bher Dboy,” she_used to ay with those sweet lips of hors that looked as if they Lhad not been in ex- istonce more thsn twenty years at most—Kate Hyslop always said she was long past thirty, and “made up;" and tho youth—just two years older than she looked—longed to tell her that, if e was 8 boy to hor in the humility of his dovo- tion, the nothingness of his personality, ho was & man to himself in the passion and the power of_his love. But, noy, what was he to do? Brought face to face with Kate's not unfounded suspicion and not unrighteous wrath, he felt that he must tako a step as decided as it would be final. He must choose which to do; abandon Mme. Dufour, or break with his betrothed ; cease to visit the ono ho loved bettor than his life,—and if o, what renson to give her, sho who ‘was £o far above him, he dared not even kint at his love ?—or he ‘must dissppoint_his_parents, mar his futuro ‘Prospects, break his plighted word, end distress one whosc only fault wus her love for him and hor claim to be loved inrcturn. Like many abraver man, Walter poetmcd his decieion '.ni.iling for events to steer him and clear them- selves. At luncheon-time he rushed off to Elm Cot- tage, thinking only that, come what wonld, at least he should sce Leronco moro, ‘Was he expected ? Half lying, half sitting on tho sofa, was Mme. Dufour, dréssed, 18 ho al- ways ? dress, in the mout exquisite, the most wiuctive manner; indeed, she did not dress, ehodreped. On’ & small table, covered with raby-colored velvet, stood_wine, fruit, and flow- ers, and a large bowl of old Venetian glass, full of ice. It was othereal food for luncheon; but Mmo. Dufour waa ethoreal in her food, and often spoke with Isughing scorn of the materialistic :nglish miss who ate and liko a man. Kate Hyslop had what is called & wholesome ap- potite, and liked cheese and beer. “ A, my boy,"” ehe said with her caressing ac- cent and young-motherly manner, holding ont both her hands to him as he came in, but not rising to receive him. * Toujours le bienvenu!” “How kind you are to lst me come,” stam- mered Walter, flinging himself on & foot-stool by her sido, He was pale and agitated, but his eyes told the old story as eloguentiy as thoy had slways told it. *How-canl ever thany you for &ll your kindness to.me ?" ; #By not assuming that I have been kind at all," she said; “ or,” lightly touching his shoul- der with her fan, *by putting it the other way, Mr, Walter, and counting me Em_em to you.” ‘The young man flung back his head ; Mme. Dufour's fair face flashed, and her cyes drooped at the love that was in his, iy He took her hand and carried it to his lips. *‘Botter than the wealth of the'world!” ho mur~ ‘mured in s low voice; but she, playfully pulling one of his brown curls, said, in s pretended anger that was more bewitching than even her kindness, * That i what you de- serve, nA\;A_ghty boy! You presume too much, mon OB AT, putieme—uise st saBKY TG TTANBETASS sguin,” s8id Walter, timidly, still Lolding hor a0 “Fi donc! was there ever such a forward boy ? Un petit ecolier comme ca! Ma foi! you are beyond your age, Maater Walter.” ““Butnot beyond your —.” He stopped and trembled visibly. “My forbearance ? Soft! But we Women are all weak,” ehe £aid, helping him out of his difficalty. “ Not all,” said Walter, with & ruefal recolloc- tion of Kate; and Madame laughed aa if she had divined. Just then. a ring came to the front door. “ Tiena | who can that be ?” she cried, with rised eyebrows. Valtor first crimsoned Jike a schoolboy caught, 2ud then turned pale like o man before whom is 8 strugglo unto death. He know who it was, enough ; and Mme. Dufour read hia 6dgo in his foce. 8o, the battle had come, had it? Bien! She was ready. Letit come, if it must; and the Boomer the relative strength of each was known the better. Blie never ralsed herself from her lounging at- titade, but even curled herself into ecfter lines. The tender manner grew more tender, thosweet, low voice more caresaing, the creeping touch of ber long white hand more velvety, ss it first ushed back the golden fringo that shadowed er forchead, then rested on Walter's chestnut head; tho tremulous faco no longer dimpled with émiles or quivered with sympathy, but took on itself o mask half mocking, balf impasivo, and wholly irritating to an antagonist ; and then Mies Hyalop was nshered -into the room, to find the syran in her most dangerons mood, sur- rounded by her most bewitching nccessories, with her own lover, who was also her rival's, sit- ting at her feot, worshiping. *"Miss Hyslop! how very kind!" said Mme Dafour, in a pretty, languid_ voice. “A raro pleasure, but none the less welcomo,” she added, offering her hand, but still keeping to the sofa and those gracious undulaling lines and curves into which she had posod hersalf. “J came for Mr. Drummond, Mme. Dufour; ot to pay you a visit,” eeid Kate in Ler stoniest manner. _“ Waltor, you are wanted at home.” * Poor Walter! I hope hois_not to be cold- ed very severely at homs,” said Mme. Dufour, with & mocking accent and a tender glance at the young man. “Who wantame ?" nsked Walter, plaging with Modame's little dog. “1,"enid Knto; and she eaid it plump and indifferently, “Your pleasurez” looking “up. “I profer not to discuss my affairs in pab- lic,” gaid Kate. *‘I want you; thatis enough; 80, if you please, Walter, come; £ad at onco.” *I am engaged,” said Walter; *‘ I cannot. “Nme. Dafour, I must ask your assistanco,” then snid Kato, ‘tumning to herrival. *Will youkindly command Mr. Drummond to obey me “What " an extraordinary propoeition ! " lsughed the siren. What do you take me for, Misa Hyalop 2" ‘“‘What do X take you for?" repeated Kate very slowly, and eyeing her keenly. * Well, T might take you for many things—for an actress, say; or an adventuress; for a runaway; per- haps for a woman who ought to bo—whero shall Xeay?—in bank for forgery, like that Clara Bell the papers wore 5o full of just before you came hero; or I mighttake you for an honest woman, u;eendmguno evil to any one, and care- ful to avoid scandal. Yon seo, Mme. Dufour, o giranger 5 Sou are may be anything. YWho ows During Eate's specch Mme. Dufour’s face had not changed & muscle, save the faintest quiver- ing of her upper lip, and the sudden starting of big drops both on it and on her brow. 3 “ You have & fertile fancy, Miss Hyslop,” she drawled out, with a Jittle Isugh. * Heally, your roll-call of possibilities is so crowded, I cannot remember half my probable characters,” *‘Have you taken leave of your senses, Kate?” demanded Walter, ntem!lg. . “No, bat Joulive,” cho replied a8 sternly. “ Again I ask, Walter, will you leave Ame. Da- four, and come with me ?" “ And again T answer, I will not,” ssid Walter, taking the long white hand in his. “ You have made1t necessary, Kate, that some one should protect 6 from insult; and I will be the one to do so.”. - “Poor simpleton!” eaid Kate, with disdain. *You are a greater fool, Walter, I took you for; and I never thonght you very wice. How- wisdom or your folly is no business of mine.,. I have done my duty, and you must act as you choose.” 2 ‘Without another word she turned around, - and went out ; and as she shut the street-door after Ler, Mme. Dufour sank into Walter's arms in o was Walter's reply, not violent fit of sobbing and weeping ; and Walter, holding her to his Leart, kissed away her tears and told her that he loved her botter than life itsolf, and that he would devote his life to her servico, now and forover. = “ Der boy!" sho snid at length, smiling through tho disorder of her passion. ‘It was worth tho angnish of enduring her insolence to know that Ihave such a proux chevalier— that I have rescued such & g&ant soul from #0 ungenial & fato !" d while this sceno_was taking placo, Kate was walking homeward through the lane, mut- tering, half aloud, “I wonder if that shaft struck true! I could not read her face. I won- der if it is she, after alll _ That foolish_fellow! Bat I will not lot him go all tho same. Ho suits mo; and he will soon-forget that wicked woman when he finds out whatsHo is, if sho is as I be- lieve her to be. If sheisnot—" But this thought displeagod hor, and she put it from her to indulge the dream that sho was what o certain lotter—received that morning from London in answor to one of inquiry from hor touching & suepicion she hnd entertained from tho first—gave_great cause to suppose. Kate was so far wise in her generation that sho could hold her peace. Having shot her bolt, she could afford to wait the result. Accordingly, when Walter returncd homo late in the evening, sho recoived him with thequiet stolidity common to her ; and neither by word nor look mado the faintest referenco to the atormy scone that had taken place at Elm Cattaiui that morning. If anything, indeed, sho was . her lover ; while he, fuming and excited, found himself in tho unpleasant position of a8 man en- aged to two womon at onco, and Leld to his Bond by the one Lo was burning o thraw over. Sho provented, too, the reproaches with which his father and mother wers charged, aud gained golden opinions for her own part for the goner- ous affection they said she displayed toward ono 80 unsatisfactory. 1 “On! Iknow him. He will como back to his better self as soon as this horrid creature has gone; and go sho shall,” she suid, smiling in n frosty manner, whilo Ars. Drummond kiesed her, toarfully, and the Vicar called her *Dblessed among womoen.” “3amma,” she said to_ Mrs. Drummond two or three days after this, dunniwhml! they had scarcely seén Walter; nor had ghe noticod 3 cer- tain lefter of his, giving her back her freedom, and breaking off tho proposed marriage, I want you to ask Madame Dufour to dinner to- morrow.” i 4 My love!” said the Vicar's wifo in a tone of astomshment ; “why have that odious woman here?” Do not ssk me, prog,” sho answered, “I “ Wall, my dear, of courso you know we all study your wishés in_everything,” said dfrs. Drummond humbly. “ I am sure, if you like it I bave no objection ; and I suppose papa will have none. “Thanke. A gentleman is coming from Lon- don,” then £aid Rate indiTTerently. d 3rs. Drummond’s eagor.note of demend whs stifled in its birth by the impenetrable ici- ness of look - that her future dsughter-in-law turned full upox her. “Then there will be two to dinner?” ehe said, fidgeting. Kid fiLmo. Dufour comes, yos,” anawered KEate. 5 8 4 Very woll, dear,” retarned Mrs. Drummond. T will see to the dinner ™ “YWhat is tho maesning of this, my boy ?" asked protty Mimo. Dufour, when the servant brought in 3 note from the Vicarage, requesting the pleasure of her cbmilny at dioner to-mor- ow at half-past 6 o'clock. ‘Walter was startled, too. - What did it mean? Had his father and mother taken to heart how things stood with him ; and were they ’grapn.md to receive her ho loved ay their own ? Had Kate spread a snare ?—or was she, too, minded to bo gonerous, and to give up what the could not hold—or did it all mean nothing more than an ordinary nc of politonces, & picce of parsonic Tospitality to one of the flock ? *‘Shall I go ?” then asked Madame. “Oh, yes! yes!" exclaimed Walter. - “You wigh it, my boy?” and her ‘hand passed caressingly over tho youtl's forehead. *Wigh it! Do Iwish tolivoin heaven?” ho cried. “Don’t you kuow 1t is heaven to mse where you are 2 g Y “‘But this terrible Miss Kate; will she like to 860 me " - ¢ 0k! don't you know that my mother would not have asked jou else?" answered Waltor, in- nocently. ¢Iata is the mistress of the Vicarage, Dot my mother.” . * And she will not insult mo again? She will not punish me, Walter, for what { cannot help— your love for me; and”—in & lower voice; & ahfi. xvrfiil} mulous voico—*‘mino for yon » o 208 DOIO1o ks, Lis frosk, young, fervid face tumcd mpward to hers as sho bont 80 gracefally, o tonderly towards him, his glad eyes dark and moist with tho passionato love which at last had found its home, Walter oured forth his thanks, his sdoration, his pro- estations there was nothing to fear, and his as- surance of dofenes, in & breath ; and Mme. Du- four, smiling, radisnt, lovely, turned to hor waiting-tablo and wrote her acceptance of tho invitation on ;\nk sconted papor with a golden monogram and coronet on the top. “You gee,” she said, with a pretty laugh, pointing it ont to Walter, “I am reallya Coun- tess; but this is the only sign of my state in which I indulge myself. A Countess with o couple of maids in & remote English village ! Trop ridicule, n'est-ce pas, mon ami?” Ah! what loveliness, what humility, what con- desconsion, what rational understanding of life] All this and more Walter trolled forth as his song of love; and Madame played the sym- phony to his praises by her own praises of him. ‘The gentloman from London came, true to his time ; Kate took it on herself to show him the one local lion, namely, the charch, with its old monuments, 'its fine Norman _arch, 1ts quaint carvings, and tho like. Their talk wa# interest- ing meanwhile; but it was not on the things they went to ses, and a listener might have heard, “3Mme. Dufonr,” *Clara Bell,” “for- Eery,‘ “actress,” ‘‘clever escape,” *known Dad character,” uttered more than once. But it came ot Inst to a conclusion, tho gentlemian saying warmly, “Bat, after all, Miss, you havo been the cleverer of the two,” as they turned up tho lane to the vicarage, to dress for dinner —and Mme. Dafour. Exanctly at the half hour sho came, lovelier, mose enchanting than ever, thought Walter, o he flew into tho hall to receive her. He brought Lor into the room, letning on his arm, his poor, foolish beart bounding with Jpride 'and jor: Kato and his as_yot unannulled engagoment with her were alike forgotien, as ho fed his queen, his snint, his idol, to bis mother; and it was with difficulty that he provented himsolf from saying out boforo them all, * Mother, take hor to your Leart ; sho is your ‘daughter! o did, however, hold his peace, and only Kate rend him’ cloarly, and shrugged her shoulders ovor the words. . Graceful and soft were the fow sentences said in her slow, half-lisping voice, by tho fair-faced stranger to Mrs. Drummond, who received them awkwardly, half-timidly, 8s if conscious of the storm that was brewing. And then she turned to the Vicar, and mado . tho old man's eyes sparkle wi'h the caressing charm she threw into such an ordinary salutation as that of a guest to Lor host on entering. To Kate slie bowed with a protty littlo air of iriumph, and glanced hustily at tho back of the gentleman from London, standing slightly spart and in the shadow, | *x l):!xluk we(;n}iis aon}l]o ono lmlra ;vbo knows you,” then eaid Kate Hyslop, slowly. * Mr. Plumstead, you know this lady. I think 2" :mg gentléman from London turned quickly round. * An unexpected meeting, Miss Clara Bell,” Lo said, with & cruel laugh, and tapped her ox- preasively on the shoulder. 2 One flnetmf spasm of fear and agony trans- figured her loveliness tofhorror as he spoke—a wild, terrified, hunted look ; just’ the failing of 8 moment—and then the candid bluo 6yes looked nupstraight into ita usual half-shy, half-plaintive smile, tho graceful body swept. s long,low courtesy, and the silvery voice said smoothly : “ You are under some mistake, sir. namo is Ame. Dufour—Caroline Dufour, and I have not the honor to know you.” Game to the Ingt, I see !" laughed Mr. Plum- stond, conreoly. * But the dayof reckoning is come, my lady, and your fine “airs go for noth- ing. You have been wanted for some time, you know, for that little mistake yon made about young Charlie Lawson’s name to that check you presented. By the Iook of things I'm afraid we shan’s get much ont of the fire there,” ho add ina kind of asido; “and now I've fonnd you, don’t mean to let you go sgain, I promise you, You biavo no right lo complain; you Lave had & pretty long innings, ings considerod.” “Walter! kill him1” shrigked 3me, Dufour, tarning wildly to her young lover. She had no need to urgo him. - Already his hands were twisted in the neckeloth of the detective, when, guick 8 thought, r, Plumatead drew a tron® eon from his pocke txnmfl gavethe boy a blow gn;t findamd further interference from im- ossible. _ My boy! my boy! You have killed him!" cried the miserable woraan, flinging Lerself on her knees beside him. * Walter! look up! speak tome!. Brave, good, innocent boy, speak to me once again !” she kept on_repoating, whilo soba withont toars—those terriblo sobs of fear min- gled with angnish—shool . lier whole trame, as st;;fich;m close to the pale face, kissing it wildly. 2 + Ineolont! abandoned!™ said Este, in deep inder than usnal to' tones, striking her hands from Walter's face. “ Your place i8 not thers. “Ah! butT loved him!" pleaded Mme. Du- four, with unconscious pathos. * Whatever I e, I loved him !" "Tako her away,” said Kate, stornly. “She has stood between us long onough.” * They shall not take me” shescreamed ; but Mr. Plumstead bent over her quickly ; aad, be- foro she well knew that he had taken her hands in his, ho had alipped on & pair of Landeuffs, and hiad Ler at his morcy. S ““ Loosen bis cravat, throw water in his face, and Leep him quiot’ when he recovers ; an -don't fret, madam,” to the r mother, who was weeping violently on the other side, eaid the detective, as he prepared to pass out, leav- ing them with the Eoy lying as if dead on the floor with no more apparent concern than if he Lad knocked over a rabbit. It wasallinthe way of hia profession—morcly 3 unit in his av- erages—and he knew he had ot killed him. “Now, thon, my besuty,” ho laughed, tarn- ing to tho poor wretch alternately cowering and raving in grasp, *‘!toyour house, if you please ; and then weo will get our little busincss sottlod” = Bo be passed out through the village, so far consenting to appearanccs as to cover witha shawl the golden Liead that had so latcly borne itself in triumph, and which was now 8o bittcrly abased, and to conceal tho cruol handenffs that shone among the bracelots on her wrists. Bho wae a prizo worth taking,and he was ploased with his day's work. 1 Yoara passed, and Kate Hyslop, for all hor money and unrolaxing dotermination to marry Walter, was Kate Hyslopistill, aud the terror of Hiaton socioly, which ‘she ruled witharod of iron, and kept in the way of virtue by & Boverit) umF koew mo moment of weak- ness, and & vigilaoco that mnever relaxed. And’ Walter Drummond, & 6ad, gravo man, prematurely old, and 'always bearing that hoartbreak of his about him, was’ living in Lon- doninan isoclated, misorable fashion enongh, ueming to have little to do with life any way, and to hayo parted for ever with happiness and hope. His father and mother were dead, and he hed made no new friends. The only interest ho took in anything was in prisons and reforms- tories. 50 Lio visited conatantly; constant- 1y, too, wandered about the lower haunts of poverty and vico ; or, suddenly changing his method, ho would roam about the park and the fashionable squarcs, always searching, always hoping, ~and .ever pursuing what he 'never * overtook. - His soarch _became a kind of monomania with him ; but he never saw again the woman he sought, though day by day he said to himself—now the moment had surely come, he would find her to-day; and when he had found her he would take hor to his heart lovingly, reverently, as of old, andin his love he would cloanse her of hor stains. He never thought how time would have treated hor. He Iooked for tho golden hair, the fair flower- face, the sweot, shy smilo of the oarly days; and once when he gave a gray- haired, baggard, -broken-down beggar- woman half a crown in the street, ho did not know why aho touched his heart 8o sadly, or why she woke a chord that vibrated to remem- brance, but that had no echo v recognition. At last, ono bitter winter's night, he died. Ho ‘had wandered restlossly all the day, feoling 8o near and yot 80 far off,'as if her form was walk- ing with him side by slde, step for step, as ho paced the long street for hours ; but he could ot see her face, nor tonch hor hand, nor hear her voice. When tho night fell ha crept back to ‘his miserable homs, oncs mora disappaiated, and his mission unfulfillod. -His beart broke at last, and when they came to rouse him in the morn- ing he wag dead. - 7 As they laid the poor, worn body straight and fair for its last Trest, they found suspended round his neck a lockst, in “which was & lon ‘tress of golden Lair, 2 ‘date, & monogram, an ¢ for over” underneath, And whon a wrotched beggar woman died of drink und privation in a police coll, that samejvinter, they found on har, S0, wrapped in & wors bit of paper that Lad onco been pink sd stampod in gold, a short, crisp, chostnut cur], and *{Walter,” with the same dato a8 his written vihin; while o trembling hand, of évidently latsr doys, bad scrawlod in unstoady characters asross : ¢ My only real love. God bless him."—Lordon Socicty. SLIEVENAMON, COURTY TIPPERARY, IRELAND. Hail, Slievenamon ! Hall, Siievenamon ! 1 rest thine Alpine summit on. xgfin etery festure can afiord joyment rich on grassy sward, Tho Commerraghs rear their heads on high, Like mimic Alps, to kiss the sky. Thro' meadow, field, and grasey dell, The Suir’s soft, marmuring waters swell, D] The fetes of Frin's chicftain men, Who fought and fell, as olden talo Relates of this, our # Golden Vale.” How wildly caplivating is that varied sceno below, “Tho Golden Vals of Lreland, as "hwss caled long, long ago. And Cromwell, standing on the rock, exclaimed, with impulse warm, “Tia a country well worth £ 3hiing for,” in sunshize or in storm. Bomo dappled mists were floating o'er the far-off hills . anon, When bursting came, taro’ fleecy screens, the glorious ‘morning sun o cloud obscured {ts radiant glow, and, as it sosred on igh, 1t ttnged with gleams of rosylight tho pale-ble morn- sky. Athonn;d afroamlets gushing forth from every hill an Like !:lh'ur Lhrul-d.l thelr crystal tides went rushing to o vale. ‘No sound the golemn stilincss broke; all Nature's voice seemed hushed, Bave foaming little catsracts that down the mountain rushed, ‘How wildly, madly leaping they went dancing on their wny Oter mosodz' 30 rocks aud Beather beds which thro' tho Tavine lag. ¥ lingered till the setticg sun was sinking in the West, It looked just ?fie some pure, calm soul when going to its rest,— All traces dlufipfldflg eave s flood of hallowed light, That lett o golden coronet on every towering height. The Ih‘epllr_rda, wildly springing forth, came fearlessly jong, With chicestul volces chanting eweet some good old Irish song. O'er dangerons points and rugged rocks they wander- ed far and wide, Returning, with their gentle flocke, unto the mountain =ide, ‘Whistling, shouting merrily, with hearts from sorrow ven; On1was & calim, & Bappy sight, slmost an earibly eaven ; A saucy little truant lamb was straying toward the i, But no{é.urx'.hu shieap-bells Hinkling sound &1d wia it aga‘n. The gentle, plaintive melody thrilled thro' the evening alr, Where, borne on overy passing gale, ome heaven-born odours were, Reluctantly I turned to leave that scens to me so dear; 1 gave one long last look, and shed a sad, regretful toar. A¥ith throbbing heert I Bade farewell to'that delightfal t; Its m:rggry, thro’ long, long years, can never be for- got. Duss. HUMOR. A maiden speech—*‘ Ask sgn A ~A woman who carri er friend a lotter Ffimt looking at the post-mark was blind from —The gentleman 8o often spoken of in novels, who riveted people with his gaze, has obtained employment in a boiler manufactory, with extra pay, on zccount of his peculiar fecalty. —Squire—* Why, Pat, what are you doing, standing by the wallof tha public-house? I thought'you wore s teetotallor!” Pat—Yes, yor Honor. I'm just listenin’ to them impenitent boys drinking inside!” A 10-year old, boasting tos schoolmate of his father's accomplishments, put it thua: * My father can do almost anything. He's = notary pablic, he's & 'pothecary, and can pullteeth, and he's a horse-doctor, and he * can mend wag- ons and things, and can play the fiddle, and he's 8 jackass at all trades.” THoro was & fight between Danbury and Noz- walk roosters in this place, on Friday. The pain every good citizen must feel over such & brutal display is somowhat modificd l;y the fact that our rooster licked.—Danbury News. —A 14-year old son recently paid his father's fine for ennees, and procured his relense from the Jackson, Tenn., calaboose. He told tho officer that perhaps he'd be drank himsslf next week, and then the old man could do the square thing in retarn. " —Afriend of ours in very moderate circum- stances got rich in less than five minutes, judg- ing from his expression, for he put_some spirits of hartshorn on his handkerchief in an apothe- cary's store, thinking it cologne, and then danc- ing round $ho room with tears in his eyos swore he didn't want another (s)cent.—Boston Com-~ mercial Bulletin. The Brighton Aquarium announces, among its myriads of other attractions, an Axalot from Mexico. We thought this had come from & more northern part of the new continent, and that, by Way of return, we were going to pay a lot.— nch. z ~—First Revelor. (on being turned out of the # Caledonian Club”)—* Come, and_tak’a gless atmy rooms.” Sscond Reveler—'‘Na, na, ah've bad ‘mar than eneuch!” First Revoler— ¢ Hoots! Tak’ anither, mun! - D'ye no see ye're lettin® yor judgment get the better o' ye 2" > —A Iady who was ureing some {rlends to stay to dinner felt disgusted when her 8-year old boy came in and said: *Mrs. Jones says she can’t 8Daro no bread, and Mrs. Fox ain't to home, g0 I dido't get any buiter.” The friends thought they had better dine elsewhere, and the lady thouglt #o, too, but she taughf that boy that the way of tho transgressor was hard before evoning. -—A baker beard that super-hent would cure bis wife's gout, snd forthwith chucked her in his oven. Her gout doesn't trouble her any more, but it is thought the fire must have annoyed her 8 bit, before she wos burned to death. —wo young men, named Andrews and Mor- ton, have been sentanced by & Delsvware court to recéivo fifteon lashes each for “burking” an- . other young fellow named Hamm. OI with their shirts] Bo much for burking Hamm !—Shaks- are. Pe—Brifiah Nimrod (who has ehot tigers in India, and lions in South Africa)—* The fact is, Herr Mauller, that I dou’t care ‘much for sport unless it_containy the element of danger.” German Nimrod—* Ach zo? you are voni of tain- cher ? Den you shonld gom and shood mit me ! Vy, only do oder tay I shoodot -my broder-in-law in do shidomag !" —A few wecks ago, & gentleman who had lost his_nose was invited out totea. My dear,” 8aid the good old lady of the house to her little daughter, ** I want you to b very particular and make no remark about Mr. Jenkins’ nose.” Gatheredaround the tablo, eversthing was going well ; the child peoped about, looked rather puz- zled, and at last startled the table: * Ma, why did you tell me to say uothlng about Mr. Jenk- ins'nose ? ho hasn't got any.” —_— THE ANGEL UNAWARES, 01d Simon Blossom, bowed with ripened life, Walted the voice of God to call him home; Inall the town of Vevay not a man Could place his memory on an act of wrong. That Simon Blossom had done unto him. H!7 days had risen and set on flelds of toil ; His hands hud opened many ucres to tho sun And Providence had blessed with bounty large His yearly fields, and, treasure piling up Beneath his frugul ways and tend of time, Had made him rich in comforts of the world. And once ho had been rich {n hallowed love; The happs suashino of tho human heart ad pealed in children’s laughter round his hearth 3 But, when at zenith glowed his manly strength, ‘Aud life was full snd perfect, orbed fu joy, There sudden came a fearful surgo of Death. Tio time was dark with plagues, and eorrows dzopped Upou the bearts of men and wotnen, like the hait That, from the hissing friuge of suinmer-storms, Cats'through and through the tender ranks of corn. Ouo montls of burning days and weary nights, Repeating the despaira of Death four Hmes, Took wife und children from hls fond embrace ; And tho grave's wods, and gray, dry carth, to him Were withered bopes, and nslics of despair, Bittering oxistence, Llinding up the sun, ‘Andspreading descrt whero his joy had fowered. But treasured memory, like o rill fhat disappears Bencath a pilgrim's foot, aud, in regret, Leaves him with al ity sHlenced songs Upon the inner rocords of bis soase, Yet promises a better, coming land, With freabier tides in fuller-volumed gong, Beyond tho visual reach of thirsty milca, Allpast delights begetting certain Hopes, Beneath his barren present ran o thread Of promise, strengih’ning in bis soul, And widenibg out into eternal L Kind Providence bent baim in circling suns, ‘And night was full of visions of his lovad 1o glory, and the Loly star-besms secamcd Laden with rapid mezsages of love, And littlo wafts aud tastes of Paradise, Sent throngh tho spaces by thelr shining hznds, And, though men well-rooted in the world, WL loved tha living gold of harvest-home. A3 well as any farmer n Vevay, 1l beart, grief-touched, bloomed out in love ¥or all minkind ; and, whilo his soul Took, day by dsy, a strouger faith in Heaven, And wen: up thither with its thoughts and hopes, Ho gavo his harvesta to tho clastering poor. And nov, when many healing years had passed, And on his sunkien graves, with bloow and suow, Had marked tho lives and doaths of Nature's change, Ho beard, hrough dim end frosty sisas, come; O'er Age’s hoary landscapes, chill, but beautiful, Thia whmistaleh voics of GGd in (hrills of deil That touched is feebling chords of belng ev'ry dsy With intimations tiwat, in vernal bowers beyond The faded winter horizon, his home for him Wae waiting, ali restored In deathiess bloom, And rest waa ready for his tireless work. He wished to crown his life by one great act 9 giving wortldly his wealth wey, So that, in dying, Conscierce migit not scan A troublous bubblo of legality, ‘He hunted thro' the townskips for aa helr. Poor Mary Barlow and her daughter lived Tpon ascanty acre of cold soil, Peninsulaed by tangled glooms of swamp. Husband and {ather, overcome by toil, Struggling with stubborn Nature, nerved with hope To cut a homestead from the Jungle, fell, Long years before, beneath tho fatal flush Of fever ; and now these, hia kindred, dwelt In utter poverty, alone, and tofled AWith distaif and with Beedlc, wealk of hend, Aud dim of eve, st daily thanking God For life continted, and their hopc of Heaven.io v The winter plsyuscd them, throuzh thelr chinky hut; Tl summer brovght the zguo FOm ths siamp ; And, cowering at both ills of coid and hest, Thej knew 1o good of Life, save that which Faith Sowed in the summer niclies of their timc, To bloom in solace for their sterner hourz, One dsy, an old end travel-swearied man, Clad in poor garments, czme, zmid An early whiz] of snow-flakes, to their door, Tiis palsied limbs could ecarce support his frame ; His beard, no contrast to the ebelved-up snows Tpon the Ehaggy vestments of tho trece, Tayed thin and grisly from his furrowed face ; T volce, as trebls 43 a shra of wind Btrayed from the column of & winter-storm That pipes in' fecble 1i‘s about the eaves, Asked for a place to rest, and mite of £06d,— Complaining, in a piteous, general way, Of tho hard-hearted coldness of mankind. * % No onehath given mo aught this day,” Ho 5id, and 10oked his saddest, illest Took. Poor Mary Barlow, fnll of charity Of heart, and revcrent faith in Him Who healed tho gathered sick withont fes, And from the loaves aud fishes made & feast For an o’erflowing multitude of Lungry ones,— Remembering, too, the widuw of far yore Who fed the Prophet f:om her little store, That, blessed thereafer, lessened not on dravght,— ‘While the most necessary closeness of her iot, With worldly-prudent voice, forbade s gift, Said thus, I cannot bid you go away, And furthior seek the needed symyathy, For you seem needier atill than e, God krows Tho meagre stora T have, but further knows Whiat He will do for us when it is gone. 1 bid you welcome, in the name of God 7 He entered, and did eat, lingering day,— The meanwhile, with attent, tho’ gnarded eye, Searching the resources of hier poverty; Then, loitering from the cabin all at once, As though upon some careless impulse moved; Thunkless and wordless went anwatched away. Good Mary Barlow wondered much that night At missing him, unknowing why he'd gon And, then bethfuking hor, < Pertaps 1g judged The’wolf 80 near our doo?, his heart forbads His lingering.” Then she prayed, in tears, That tha god God would Il her Bands with good. Andmake ber able to befriend His poor, That they might farry when they came, nnhurt In consclence by ber staring acarcity. And, when tho hour grew late, and shadows dull With drowze upon the log-ribbed wall, aha sought Her chilly couch, with sorrow in her heart. Next morning risen, ahe her daughter told A dream that fell upon Ler in the night. “Barah, I thought last night an angel came Whilst ¥ stood ahiv'ring at the nearer spring, And, hovering, hung upon his shining wings Detween the tawny sycamores, Iis face Glowed like & sun, and drove the cold away, So that the saplings budded, and tho birds ‘Began 10 quaver in contented songs, Like summer-time, 4 ittle vell of Duist Before is face kept out the paining giare From my poor eyes, yet fliled their sockets full Of softened light, that dropped into my bazrt, And made s pleasing comfort in my frame, Ho spoke, * Thou, Mary Barlow, eccst what T am,— Yet kmow that angels sometimes croas unknown - - The poverty of thresholds such as thitie, And mortal eyes have not the strength to sea God’s ministers through their disguizes, rifo With unscen sheavea of bleseings for the needs And cares of such as thou.’ I heand a rush Of wings, whose vanish ng wafts seemed cliimes Of golden bells, and know that ho was gone, Then waked, afd saw, thro' yonder chink, 5 waste Of sow, with dawn-light hov'ring, gras ad coid, Botween tho whistling tree-tops, o'er the swainp, And quickly realized that 1 bad dresmed. But still a lingering and prophetic joy Bides {n me, liks tho dawn of better days, Glorious with blessing, empty of anxlety, With bappy carcs upos the fiying time,' Aud Sarah answered nof, not weaving Lope. pon the ‘warpage of a dream, Nor wishing to discodioge anght, of ‘heer Her mother might derive in pondering it. The time flew by,—a harsh, hard, icy moath Of deep’ning winter and impending want, . With the gaunt shadow of the nearing wolf Fare-grounding all their plans of daily toil,— When lo! ono morning, broad and white, there lay, Hard by the threahold, on the rolion foor, g ‘A folded paper with a great red sea Which Sarah opened, and, astonished, read,— Tho will of Bimon Blossom, of Vevay'! Giving to Mary Barlow all his wealth,— ‘A handsome dwelling on a pleasant Bill; 2iles of good land, with wheat beneatl the snow; Great granaries with ample bins piled full ; And goodly fund of mouey in bank. « Mother, the blessed angel of your dream Speaks I this unexpected Providence!” Gried Barah, with a josfal shortnes in ber breath ; #T've heard of 5imon Blossom, of Vevay 4 Dt whas aeep msstery hath moved him thux 77 The mother answered : “ I know not ; Ged ,—to His name be praizel But, daughter, It us not forget the poor, For, with the overfiow of this great gift, We may bless many, like tho poor old man Who crossed our door-step biat a month ago ; Would that I knew this moment where he ia 7 A weelk thereater, in Lior new estate, . Good Mary Barlos drearcd o eecond tims Of angel viaitants, This time, tho feze, Unveiled amid the fiash of heavecly plimes, And glowing with s extiaed benevoicac, Wes thatof Aim, the old and wears se. HAVANA LOTTERY. ROYAL HAVANA ICTTERY OF CUBA Official Drawing, Feb. 27, 1873, e, Pl Tviv o 00 11523 e 4 o Eersbsysany Sl ¥ 13-4 F333 B3E3EE EESES e $100,000. | 850,000, - 635,000, ... 2300 10L... 3300 13471, ¢ 350 13433, he? 500, 1 200 1 _ RATLROAD TIME TamLs. ARRIVAL AND DEPARTURE OF TRATYS ‘Winter Arrangement, cepted. * Sunday oxcopted. Eemreumior or Brrmamcr duns 1 Suteter Ti¥o Stinday at 505 w3 Dallg, 22 oxceptod. [ A i oY EHES!GD & ALTON RAILROAD. fcago, dlton & St. Louis Through Line, and Louisiany Zeace, | drrive, St. Louis & Springfield Expres - K'lhm.iéliz‘lnp i :; * 9:153. m. [* B:10 p. m. ey i Jackson a5d Louii-| 3 9: I‘ 8:10p. . ana, Wenons, Lacon, Washington Ex. pross (Wastarn Divisiog). Jollet & Dwight Accomo'dation., ¢, Louls & Springnield Lightning| Expross, via 3ain Lino: sodalsg) ‘via Jackvonville Divisfo City Kxpeoss, via Jzk: u p. m. |7 $:10p. m. 0 p. m.“ 905 9 247:50p. o1 1527203 m. 57508, . 9:00r. m.|* 8:10p. m- %Dalls, ria Mein Lino, and daily t Satardsy, vis Jacksogtille Disision. < Dailk, via Aiait Line, 2nd &afir, except Mondzy, via Jacksonvillo Division. CHICAS0, MILWAUKEE & SI. PAUL RAILWAY. Tnion Depot, corner Yadison and Canal-sts.; Ticket Offca 37 Weat Niadison-at. and at Depol. ZLeave. Milwankec, St. Paul & mn.nnu-[ olis Dey Express. Miwaukos & P a0d Express.. ankee, St, Pani & Midnuap olis Night Express. | Arrica. 2792 m. *120a . 19:00 p. m.|* 6:00p. m. CHICAGD, BURLINGTON & OUINCY RAILROAD. Lakest., Indiana-c., and Sizteenth-s of I nd Sisteenth-ste, Ticket ofice in Brigze Ho Deg and Canal al aud at dey | Leave. | _rviea. Mail and Ex Galesburg Pazsonye: endota & Ottawa Passenge Aurora Passonger. Anrora Pastenge An Dubuquo. Pacific Ni oo $ TP BEpagEEgpap pe ILLINOIS CENTRAL RAILROAD. Depot foot of Ltest. and foot of Taeptssondet et s Camaiate ommer o iiomars: Tckst §t. Lonia Express 8. Louis Fast Ling PRTPFPEETTFEFOEY BEBHDEBHEBERR **On Saturdays this train will bo run to Champaizn. CHICAGO, INDIANAPOLIS & CINCINNATI THNOUGH LINE. VIA KANKAKEE ROUTE. ZTrainsarrice and depart from the Great Central Railroad Depot, foot of Lake-st. For throush tickets and sloeptnrs carbethsapply ai Ticket aice, 15 Canalst., corner o~ #on; 120 Washingtont.; Tremont Houae, corner Congres. . and Wichigan-ae.; alao 100t of Ticeniy-second-et. Leave Chieago... Arrivoat Indiat Arrive at Clacionati ‘Trains arrivo at Chicago at 7:00 3. m. and 8:15 p. m. oly iine runalng Saturday night frain to Clacianai. Tho catice trala Fons taroug al i calire rais ! h to Cincinaatl. Palimay CHICAE? & NORTHWESTERN RAILROAD. Ticket ofice, 54 West Madiemn-sr., - St. Paul Txpross. CHiCAGO, ROCK ISLAND & PACIFIC RAILROAD. Depot, corner of Harrivon and Shermun-ts. Ticket offce, B West Madison-st. ‘ Omaha, Leaveaw'th& Atchison Ex: Peru Accowmodaion.. {*5:00p. m.i2 9 Night Express.. 141000 p. m. 2 70 LAKE SHORE & MICHIGAN SOUTHERN RAILROAD. epoty corner Tiarriem and Shermanats. Ticket offecr, northicest corer Clark: and Randolph-sta., and souhaeit corner Canal and Jiadison-sts, Hall, via Atr Lino and 3aia Lino'> Special Now York Erprese, via! ir Atlantic £xp Night Fxpress, vis Main Lizo. att Accomimodation.. i D, 00 p. m. 510 p- m. sy, CHICAG0. DANVILLE & VINCENNES RAILROAD. Paszengey Depotat P., C. & St. Louis Depot, corner af Ca~ naland -sts,. = and Ticket ofice 163 Washing-fonwst, Arrice. Freig [ =] OCEAN NAVIGATION. - NATIONAL LI7E, Bailing from New York for Queens- town and Liverpool every Wednes- day, and for London direct every fortnight. CABIN PASSAGE, $65 AND §75. Propaid stosrags Hekots fasmn Limmronsl Quecaatom, Loadondersy, Glasgo, Cardiff, Bristol, o Landon, 331.0) iFasseniiors booked to or from German and Seandina- e e pelrmsts e WILLIAM MACALISTER, 55 Market-st.. Chicnzo. ' CUNARD HAIL LINE. ESTABLISIED 1840. Passengers carried during 1872 - - - - 72,363 From New York ovory Wedacsday, From Boston every Satorday. 3 Cabin Passage, $80 and $100 Gold. ‘Excarsion Tickots at Reducod Rates. Stearaga Passongors booked to and from Earopo at low- cst rates. Drafts on Groat Britain, Ireland, snd the Con- nt. ~Tarough BIlls of Lading for MorcBandise to aad th from Earops. : - -P.H. DU YERNET, Geo'l West'n Agent. . W. cor. Clark and Randoiph’st., now Shorman House. Salling twico s week from New York, and carrying pas- sansors onil patte of Great Dettatn Tromaicring pas. Europe, and the oditarranean. Gwbin from Fitlsh and Trish ports cast, §30; west, $32. ' Contl- pemialports samo s otnor roguidc linbs: A1l parasle' in . 8, carrency. Apply for full nformatlon at the Coma ‘oftice, Rorthoast comer LaSalle aud Biadison ates, HENDERSON BROTHERS, Agenta. FOR EUROPE. INMAN LINE ROYAL MAITL STEAMERS. Will sall from New York as follows: GITY OF ANTWERP. ST OF AN Vol Satnrday, March 16,2 2. 3. CITY OF PARIS... Satard 29 FP M. OF MONTREAL...""... Saturday, Apii$, noon. And each guccosding SATURDAY aad THURSDAY, No. 45, North River. B Cabin Pasynge, 875 nnd $90 Gold. 930.00 Currency. 25,00 Curroncy. . .00 Carrency. il FRANCIS C. BROWN, Goneral Western Ageat, 86 South Market-st., Chicago. SCALES. FAIRBANKS STANDARD SCATES OF ALL SIZES. TFATREANES, MOBSE &CO & WEST WASHINGTON-ST. L. i, Crarepzrr, PITTSBURGH. FOih WAYNE & CHICAGO RAILROAD. ey Valparaiso Accommodation. MICHIGAN CEh“I:RAL & GREAT WESTERN RAILROADS Depol, foat of Lk st . and footaf | Ticentyaccond-st Ticket ofice, 5 Canalat., corner af Madlson. : rrice. .| 8:00p. m. | 62k 5 NRY C. WENTWORTH, General Passencer Agent. PROPOSALS. PROPOSALS For Material, and Work, and La~ Dor Required in the Construc- tion of the Cook County Jail and Criminal Court ° Building. Soaled proposals will be rocelved untll April, 1473, at noon, by the Hoard of Commissioners of Cook County, for tte furnishing zad delivery of all ma- terial, work, T3bor, and_ constraction of and for the Cook Couniy Jail'sad Criminal Court Ballding, being erocted. on the corner of Michigan and Dearborn-sts., in the Cit. of Chicago, sccardiag o plaas sad spocifcations, d oxara. Armaicong & the 7th day o; accor 20d drawings on Ao fa o Ofbeo of Egan, Arcoitsots, No. 14 South Clark- Tolloy, towit: . 1. All material, work, Isbor, construction, and finish forentre mason, cut étane, and plastering work com= 2. All material, wosk, labor, construction, and finish for the {ron work'complote. 5. All mateciai, work. iabor, constraction, and, finish for the building, carpenter, joiner, and woddwork oame 4. All material, work, labor, constraction, and fala¥’ Enmblfl; and gas-fitting completo. The stona to be used may bo graaitce, marbles, or sand- stones. The qualitizs muat have uniformity of color, texs taro, and durability, and no stono will be considored TThoso quality has not boon testad by actaal nse in baild- ailders may faclade ono or more of the items specitl = thate rmpnfl.l:, S AT oot st b mad on fo per o lars (31,000), with se- roved by said Board, that'the bidder will ed to bim- azd ive bond, with approved security therofor, as follows: ‘or the stono, mason, and plastoring work 5, ‘Far the iron work and material. For the carpenter, jolnar, aad For the plumbing, gai-fitting, work, 10, The Fight {6 Fajoct any or all bids Feceived ix 2 Propouas must be inciosed 1o 6 soalsd onvelono fagosad Pmpnfll’lfl] ll;fi:hfl I\;:rdimilmk‘lhndlcnf wm’ckl l:d ‘material Bamadly and depoeited wi 5 15'Thie onrd of Commisalonems of Gook Gonaty. GEORGE 31, 2 Committes on Public Baildings, Board of Commmigstoners of Cook County. al, Post, Btaats-Zoltung, Union, and ase Chicago, March 13, 14 FRACTIONAL CURRENCY. $5 Paécfkages FRACTTONAL CURRENCY FOR SALE AT g TRIBUNE OFFICE.