Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, December 27, 1874, Page 11

} 5 THE CHICAGO DAILY TRIBUNE: SUNDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1874--SIXTEEN PAGES. it BRIGHTON. The Great English Watering- Place. Roller-Skating at the Rink---British Attempts to Excel the Americans, Ledy Wentworth and the Byrons.— Miss Braddon, the Sensation- al Novelist. Flunkies Performing the Labors of Sisyphus. English Women as Dressers---The Styles of Costume Now in Vogue. Special Correspondence of The Chicaco Tribune, Bacurox, England, Dec. 8.—Going out upon the Western Road, which is to Drighton what Clark street was to Chicago bofore tho fire, a stranger in that gay city would become poesessed of an intense curiosity 23 to the sensation of the hour which was drawing such hosts of people reatward towards Hove. Going eastward toward the great focal point of Brighton’s matutinal brilliance, the Pier, between 2 and 4 o'clock inthe afternoon, one meets throngs of bright young girls in groups of two and three; crowds of youthful matron, and merry little maidens yeton tho mornizg sido of their tecns, as well asof maids and matroos the blossoms of whose yoath went to secd long ago ; with now and then amember ofthe dominant sex, who looks amid his feminine surroundings as = devout Mussul- man expects to loo when his virtuous deeds havo won him Paradise. Tho eastward-bound pedestrian seems set against a sweeping fide which surges onward and wostward with ripples of musical speech and bubbles of buoyant laughter to cast itself upon some gleaming ehore ofthe tele of Pleasure. Foritis very evident thst pleasure is the quest of this jocund tide, which eweepe onward with a haste that would seem to betray a knowledge that after all the Isle of Pleasure is an enchanted one, against which the waves of human desire often beat, to find not pmerald sward and golden shoro, but granite bowlders, stern and gray, of disappointment, and that the wayes must hasten lest the beautiful isle even now grow hard and chill. It is very. 2vident, and would be, indeed, oven were it nota self-evident truth, that all the transient popu!a- hon of Brighton bas enjoyment for its rezpant porpose,—whetherit promenades thoPier in taste- ful morning-costume, whether it drives in the afternoon along the magniticent King’s Moad, whether it cbronge the aquarium to hear the evening concerts, of loite:s mat the pavilion to bear the bard of the Scotch Greys, wuether. it tills the thestro to Barry Sulivan or the dome to seo the German Heeds, whether it eats or drinks or forbears. For ibis merry crowd basening along the Western Road towards ove has the ingeccribsble Lut easily recognizable air of those for whom ‘there's 2 good tine comine”—an air ferbups somewhat akin to that with which chil- dren await the coming of the Cunsinas-pud- diag after the Chmstmss-turkey nas been re- moved; an air of keing pleasca with what bas goue before, and of delightful anticipations of what is yet to come. GOING TO THE RINK. Every day, save the Sabbath, this brillisnt throug pushes its way along the Western Koad, and the comparatively few bound the other wey who mect it, 1f wonted to the amusoment-seek- ing highways and byways of Brighton, know at cuce, Ly the sight of the jaunty costumes, the dresses tuo ebiort for ihe conventional promo- nade, the neatly-booted feet, tho crush bats with 2 coquettish dent in the side and-a saucy smash of the brim, the biack boas twisted carelessly about plump throats, aud tiny muffs heid as often diagging by a tagrel as in the orthodox way, by the general air of duehing insouciance of the crowd, that tais portion of the fashionable society of the place hus chosen tor us after- nocn enjoyment, instead of the drive upon the Jogg’s Road, the more exhuarating pasume of ekating at the Rik. BOLLER-SEATING. Roller-skating upon 2 ceusented floor is now the raze iu Englaud. Legitimate exating, as we huow it in our country, whee tie Prost-King ‘comes down from bis uyperborean realms to eu- throne himself upon our ponds and rivera four months of the year, is impossible in this moist and .equable climate. But, since Jackson Haynes, eomo rears ago, appeared in the skating scene iu the) opera of *Lhe Prophet,” ia Lon- don, and delighted thousands of eyes by bis swallow-like skimming over a wooden floor, the noble Briton’ has been persuaded that neither Bincipalities nor poweis, nor things present, Dor things to come, nor height, nor dezth, nor “any other crea:ure, should prevent bis doing Deter: that what the Ainericaa champion didso vel itis a peculiarity of the noble Briton, this, to Delieve that there 1s eome subtle influence mtbe Bntuh brain, some mighty power in_ the British muscle, some supreme might in the British cnar- acter, to do much bezter that which was perfectly done before. He docs not always choose to ex- ercise this sublimo efliciency,—it often better suits his placid temperament to lay the flattering Unetion to bis soul without putting it into the concrete form of proof,—but still 1t dwells in his conscionsness like tho hidden yurpose in Cre- ation : actuating, but not revealed. ‘A FASHION SET BY ROYALTY, Therefore, for lo! these many years, the idea efakatinz upon rollers better thau rollers wero ever skated upon before has possessed the Brit- ish mind, “but it never possessed the -British leg till two years ago, ‘Then tho Princess of Wales became fascinated with tho fport, which is not at all to be wondered at, as tho ig said, by those who know ker intimately, to be one of the blithest, merriest little flowers of the Royal tree, with a fonduess for frolics, for -Bcarum games and merry escapades, that makes the State which hedges her in to the dig- nity of the future Queen of England excessively irksome to her. ‘The English people onght certainly to sing “sith unction, ‘‘All we, like sheep,” inasmuch as, whatever any sheep of the Royal family may do, that etraightway docth the whole nation. There- fore, when Alexandra skated,—as when Alex- ‘ndra limped, sheep and lamb did likewiso,— Tks maltiphed everywhere, 2nd at Brighton tho Pastime began, as it continues to do, to contest the day for enjoyment with tho multifarious Other amusements of the season. HOW THE BRITONS MAKE OUT. But does the noble Briton, in the proud affiu- ence of his strength, briugiog a Samson-like Prowess to the task, find it easy to do better thut which the supple American did co well? the s:hletic culture of Young England, which makes its muscles to stand up hke a gladiator’s, its sinews to thread the iron desh like steel wires, body to seem like a statue of Spartacus or the model of a Hercules, helped him to outdo the Besgre, epider-legged Yunkeo in the graceful Answer, all you sons of Britannia who cannot the waves of your wooden roilers sufiicient- ly to prevent you from spending much of your joustime im waltzing upon your shouider- lsdes to the mournful cadences of * Would I died with the summer.” Answer, sll you Roble Britons upon whom every day certain ir- Twerent daughters of Columbia gaze with a FY doting out of the lip and # shaking of the ead, a8 with pious zeal you insist upor pointing em to the pearly gates of the Dotter Land with toes of both boots at once, i Answer, you fair Britonesses, ponderous fame and sylph-like damsel, 28 you 50 frequently balance yourselves with tremu- 8 grace upon your beck-hair, or execute @ graceful pas-seul upon your elbows, or ten your pretty noses against the manly bosoms'or the back-buttons of tho astonished fallants who chance within your eccentric orbit, ‘is it 80 easy ag you thought? Thattheskaters fin excellence only through a tumultuous teeiiate, is evident in ths very appearance of crowd at the Rink. Here is a blonde maiden fnose sellow hair sweeps a pallid cheek as che Ef2'sed on strong arms from theecene of humil- Ating disaster. There is another whose white ips are flecked with blood whero the pearly teeth ‘vo been driven into the tender flesh by her Blin experiments in ground and lofty tum- ting. ero. aro handsome young English laths who look regretfally upon the sceno fom the raised walk excircling the skating- or. debarzed from the pastime by the sprained F ‘© ortne wrencaed muscles that condemn cen to's bondago of crutches and bath-chairs, prouiving cared the poetry of motion into the "06 Of too many tumbles. ‘There are belies all ‘arough the crowds of spectators with arma in see | | slings, while others timp to the front so fascinat- ed by the sport, ibaz, though the weak flesh holds them back from activo participation in the mazy evolutions, the spirit is strong with de- sire to win more laurels and more bruises. ___ EADY WENTWORTH, _At tho Ttink one often soes many of the celeb- rities of Lrighton; for sometimes there are as muny as 2,000 people, skaters and spectators, there at one time, and among such a number of course mix many whose vames are familiar to the publictonguo. Many times may be seen thera 8 fair woman, upon whose brown head falls the sunshine yet from the eastern horizon of life; whose contours have a girlish roundness, but whose features begin to show the harsh touck of the chisel of care. Looking upon her one would believe her to be a girl yet, for her years cannot be more than 23,—on0 who has been a very Psyche of girls, and is not yet far separated from a radiant, buoyant youth, Ana yet this fair woman is one whose name has been binirched and whose fair famo tarnished by one of the most monstrous scandals of fashionable Euglieh eociety. She is the wife of a member of tha proudest aristocracy in tho world, who ia heir to two Earldome, and whose wealth’is so great that he himself hardly knows its extent. : This is Lord Wentworth, son of Lady Love- | Jace, who was ‘ Ada, sole daughter of the hearth aod home” of the post, Lord Byron. By-the paternal line ho will inherit the title and honors of Lord Lovelace; by the matornal he came into Porsestion of his present one, It would seem that some dreadful cureo had fallen upon this family to make its domestic neste foul with toads, and vipers, and all unclean things, ~All the world knows the story of Lord Byron's domestic unhappiness, aud of the filthy depths of sensuality from whence his poetic gemus soared, carrying 80 much of the grossness of his life upon ite shi- ning pinions. ‘The very word Byrou is suggest- ive of voluptuous thrills, of carnal oxstasies, and of passioual fantasies upon the lyre that should bo attaued only to soul born, not earth- begctten, harmonies. Even were Mrs. Stowe's dreadful tale 2 mythical one, enough is known of tho lives of this mismated pair to prove that there was that in the Byron bluod to poison all the sweet waters of domestic aifection with which it tried to mingle. 5 DAUGHTER. Ada Bsron, tho first Lady Lovolace, was of a very peculiar temperament, inheriting from her father the morbid conditions which in his cace were a reactionary effect of emotional delusions, but in Lers a constitutional deprossion. Hers sas not a happy married life, although one freo from scandal, and Lord Lovelace, wien he was mistaken fora servant by tho pretty widow who was afterwards hia wife, upon the hotel-steps at Madrid, perhaps felt the first warmth of tho re- vived emotion which Lord Byron's pulseless daughter sd chilled to almost death. Lady Lovelace, Ada Byron, transmitted a pe- culiar mental constitution to her zons. Tho elder, Lord Ockam, who would have been Lord Wentworth bad he not died before the title de- ecended from the elder branch, was s youth of many abnormal tastes aud eccentric habits. In his ezrly youth he abandoned his home, his lux- nrious: its, and all the retined associations of his rank, and worked for months in 2 biack- smith’s shop. Larer in hfe he marricd a public- a's dauzliter, and it is not unreasonable to sup- pose thai tho curse of his rece, a domestic blignt or tragedy, would have come alvo to bin had ho not died soon after his marriage. Dying child- Jess, the title, which is now Lord Wentworth's, passed over lim to Lady Loveluce's second son, who now bears it. LORD WENrWonTH. And now this son, Lurd Wentworth, rich, no- Die, only 32, aud the husband of a wife £0 beantiful that, when she appeared # bride in London assemblies, stately d wagers and Mother- of-the. chi matrons mounted chairs and ta- Lies to luo! upon her over interveriny heads as she paseed,—it would eeem that ho must indeed be the man whose garment could cure the King’s malady. But no! warrying in baste a beautiful girl whose graces were those that enchant only the senses, he reyeuted at leisure when’ tho glamour melted from before his sight, aud he saw that tho bright eyes had no shadowed depths, that the merry laugh bespoke # vacaat mind, that the woman was but sn airy’nothing, the most impalpable shimmer of 3 bubble, be- hing her beautiful face. Ivis told of this novleman that one evening, going into the theatre, he made a bet with one of bis companions that he would marry the most beautiful woman at the play that meht, {¢ chanced thas the lovely daughter of a Newcastle clergyman occupied a stail near enough to the young men for them to discover that she was lovely enough to have contested for the golden apple in the gift of Paris; and before the cur- tain bad fallen upon the drama of that night the tragedy of their hives hed begun, for Lord Weut- worth determined upon the spot to make the fair girl Ins wife. Of the subsequent appear- ance of the couplo in the divorce courts, of tho shameful charges brought agaist the wife, who seemed to have a lover for every change of the weather, of the dreadiul counter-chargea broug tthe husbaad, who seemed to have in rbid taint of his ancestry, all Eng! which bas a passion for spicy bits of aristocrauc scandal, inows full welt. ‘Aud who can envy tho besstifal woman whom we geo often at the lini, though meu save of her beauty ?—for # great shamo lay im wait for ber upon the very threshold of her radiant woman- hood. § a 31133 BRADDO: Somotimes also we eee a! rather augular woman. evidently upon tl the Kink a tall, ¢ shady side of 40. with dark hair cut short cod streaked with gray, with coarse lines about her ‘mouth, and a _ deep furrow between -her ‘eyes. She dresses tolerably well, not elaborately or with s blind oliedience to the latest mandates of fashion, but wih evident indifference to cost, if algo with a gense obtuse to the more subtle gradations of harmony in color. She is a person whom ono might imagine to be tae Principal of a gisls’ school, or the spinster aunt of a large family of obstroperous boya‘and nageing girls, and thus accouut for the stern lines of her face, which seem not so muck that of adominast or o con- qguered sorrow as of repressed passion. Sho is pointed out as formerly an actress in the Bright- on Theatre, uow the wife of a London publieher. She has no trace of the actress about her; no overflow of the Bohemian sou! in startling ox- centricities of dress or mauner. Sbe does not look the thorough lady nor does she scem the vulgar woman. In her’ rather raw-boned phs- siqne there is no evideut overbalauce of the sen- snous elements, although that overbalance can scarcely but existin oue whose spiritual-percep- tions are so dimmed by the phosphorescent light of flezhly pleasures 28 to enable her to creato the sengativnai romances that bear her nom de plume,—XM. E. Braddon. SIGXPHEAN FLUNEIES. In the morning between 10 and 1 o'clock the Rink is deserted by thoss who bayo gained a tol- erable proficiency in the use of the rollers, for such need tho stimulus of an admiring audience such ay gathers in tho afternoon. But in these early houre it is quite as far removed from sug- gestions of a banquet-hsll deserted as later; for itis before the fashionables have gone home to their luncheon from their morning's promenade upon the Pier, before the tight-fitting matelasso polonaises, with their cock’s feather trimmings of tho promenade, havo been exchanged for the jet- embroidered Dolmans for the afternoon drive, before the ceutimental Gainsborough or the artistic Rubens hats have beew laid aside for the more domure bonnets that ara deomed to be more in keeping with the bigh-stepping horecs and,the stately coachos, the ponderous drags, the neat littte Victorias, and the elegant Jaudaus of the afternoon upon King’s Road, that learners at the Rink play such fautastic tricks before high heaven as must make the angels gizgle,—if they ever look down upon. urighton. Then and there one sees distressed-looking footmen in gorgeous liveries trotting arouad the circle hour after hour, reminding ono of lucklesa Jorses treading the roller that never ceases to go round and round and round, hke Mantcalini’s mangle, till the wood isall sawed. These poor footmenhave no stir in their veins of the pleasurable excite~ mentthat froths over in morry Inughter about them. Thoy have neither smites upon their lips or skates upon their feet, but by the hand thoy support tho mistresses, young or old, who aro inspired with an overtveening smbition to be able to skim over the cemented floor well enough to show off gracefully before the admiring audience of the atternoon. And so the poor footmen ambie around the circle hour after hour, hold:ng up the indefatigable aspirant for skstorial honors, with such a worn, Weary, hopeless look upon their faces, as they perfo-m -heir Sisypheaa task, that one grows to bviieve that those superb Jackeys who survey the world with folded arms from the boxes of bansomo carriages, with ne sublime contempt for the rest of mankind as tho dwellers on the Olympian heights must bare felt for the sons of men, are not so muck to bo envied efter all, and that tnere may be other al- ‘of sublimity qi te 38 overpowering to the finite consciouaness ‘as that occupied by tho British Joeme. And when, as it often happens, tho tireless ekster insists upon striking. a der- yish attitude upon the floor, as if from some un- seen minnarct the had heard a call to prayer, and the despondent fiuaky, not expecting such asudden flowering cf tho blossom of piety, goes neck and heels cver her head, and other footmen and other sketers. brought to an abrost terinmation of their airy flight by this obstruc- tion in their way, decide spontancously upon sitting down upon it, the daughters of Colum- bia, inthe pangesof their laughter, agreathat they would choose to ba the Czar of all tha Bussias or the President of the United States rather then even a British footman—with » mustress who in- sists upon learning to skate. Mr. Plympton, of New York, the inventor of tho roller-skate, is at present in Brighton. fo is sccompenied by his two daughters, who are said to be Ariels on skates, and who could out- do Puck in girdling the rink, if that sprite chose to compete with them. So'all tt.e skating world is on the qui vive, for an exhibition is promised atan early date of the manner in which the graceful, nervous, mercurial American can teach the very essence of motion's pootry to the athiet- ic, muscular, but cumbersome Bnton, NOW ENGLISH WOMEN DRESS. As Brighton is more fashionable than London, as the very creme-de-la-cremo of London society unites here often after an autumn spent in Paris in the creation of marvelous wardrobes by the best modistes and milliners of that city, a8 tho Pier every morning, King’s Road every aftor- noon, and the Aquarium every evening, are fas- cinating to the eye in their display of ravishing costumes, porbaps it may not be amiss to give the pomps and vanities a fow. lines of descrip- tion. But let the remark be mado conddentially, inasort of stage-aside to the fair Americans who read this page, that tho English- woman, cven in the upper. claeses, has, gave in very. sporadic and exceptional instances, so littlo of that indescriba- ble atmosphere about her that we recognize as “style,” so little of the impressivencss that is a cuncomitant of “presence,” that, though she may bo a very bird of pdradise in glory of plum- age, or eclipse Solomon in all his glory in extravagance, yet 2 well-drilled French or American woman among them is noticeable at ‘once by her superiority in these very charms. And this is not denied by the Englich them- selves, for more than once haveI heara En- glishmen ssy, ‘I can’t ssy that I admire your American boauty—it is too colorless ; but it is a fact that your American ladies do beat the world in the elegant way in which Mey wear thar clothes.” COSTUMES AT BRIGHTON. Hats are worn in Brighton of various shapes, but almost invariably with a turned-up brim either at one side or both, or iu front. These are of felt, black,:brown, or stcel oolor, faced with shirred silk or velyet whero the brim is turned up. Some have bands of ostrich feathers both inside and out, and usually have along sweeping feather softening tho outlines and drooping gracafully to tie shoulder, A brilliant bird's wing, or even a wholo bird of gorseous colur, often’ nestles on the brim of these hats, peeping through a ehower of jet, or through the soft masses of ostrich feathers. Sealskin and brown felt hats of smaller shape thau those are fometimes seen, and will be noticed oftener as the season advances. Theso are trimmed with bands of fur, with the bushy taila of the animal stuck coquettishly at the sido, fastened with a stud or silter clasp. ‘Jackets aud dolmans of yolvet, silk, and matalasse aro trimmed pro-' fusely with most expensive fur. The dolmans aro tight-tittmg in the back, loose in front, with long lianmug sleeves, which hang sometimes to the bottom flounce of the dress, matalaase iv afavorite material at present, although those who have a prescience of fasbion’s vagaries say its reiga will be but brief, a3 itis uot a fiex- ible tmaterial and does uot know how to pose gracefully.—that is, bas uo art of falling into soft fold’ aud artistic lines, Jet is still generally worn, but itia noticed that it is lesa tho rage for out-of-door garments than carlier iu the season. Beforo the autumn graw sv old and-when the channel airs touched upon the Snésox coast with more tenderness than now. jet cnirasses were so much the thing for the promenade that the streets glittered in the sunslune as if an army of women in armor marched np aud Gown. Bat, now that heavy outide garments are worn, jet has retired to the drawing-room somewhat, although much is worn in carriage wraps, and on hate azd bonnets. ‘Lhe blue steel is a rival, but its sonsitiveness to dump prevents its being a universal favorite. Costumes are very elaborate and complicated in make. They are often of two colors, and of a a mixture of silk andcashmere. Gray aud black are the mcst stylish. Tho homespun suits are very elegant, andare trimmed with raccoou,silver- gray fox, and even rabbit fur, or with gray ostrich or black cock’s feather trimming. ‘Lhe French diagonal cloth is much used for petti- coats, trimmed with plaited floances of silk, and worn under tunics of homespun looped high at the back under the bodice. Silk dresves are sill mado with the pouf in the back of the skirt, but wide plaits are more in favor. Bentua Darxe, = moods. Out upon it. Ihave loved ‘Three whole days together ; And 21n like to love three mare, If it prove fair weather, ‘Time shall moult away hts wings Fre he shall discover In tha whole wide world again Buch a constant lover. But the epite on't is, no praise ‘Ta due st all to me; Love with me had mado no stays, Yad it any been but she, ‘Had it any been but ehe, And that very face, There had been at least ere this ‘A dozen dozen in her place, —Sir John Suckling. ——_-____ Blow to Conduct 2 Courtship. From the Viroima (.tet,) Enterprise, Don't be too sudden about it. Many a girl has said “no” when she moant “yes,” simply because her lover didn’t chooso the right timo and pop the question gently. Yake a dak night forit. Have tho blinds closed, the curtains down, and the lamp turned most on. Sit near enough to her so that you can hock your Iittls finger into bers. Wait un- til conversatiou begins to ilag, and then quietly remark: “ Susie, I want to ssk you something.” Sho will fidget around 2 little, reply ** Yes,” and after a pause you can add: “Susie, my actions must have shown—that is, you must have—I mean you must be aware that —that—” Pause here for a while, but keep your little finger firmly locked.’ She may cough and try to turn the subject off by asking you how you hiked the circus, but sho only does it to encour- age you. After sbout ter wivutes you can con- tinue: “| was thinking, as 1 came up the path to- night, that before 1 went away 1 would asic you —that is, I would broach the subject nearest my —I mean I would Enow my—* Stop again and give her hand a ggntle squeeze. She may givé a yank to got it away, or she may not. In either case it. augurs well for you. Wait about five minutes, and then go on: ‘The past yoar has been a vory happy ono to me, but ? hope thet future years will stilt be happier. Uorwever, that depends entirely on you. Tamhere tc-night to know—that 1s, to ‘ask you—I am here to-might to Lear from your own lips the one sweet—” Wait again. It isn’t bost to be too rash about such things. Give her plenty of time to recov- er her composure, and then put your hend on your heart snd continuo : “Yeu, I thought 23 I was coming through the gate to-night bow happy Ihad been, and I eaid to mysolf that if { only knew you would conseu’ to be my—that is, U said if I obly ;knew—if I was only certain that my hoart had not deceived me, and you were ready to share—”” Hold on—there’s no burry about it. Give the winds chauce to seb and moan around the gables. This with make her lonesome and call up all the lovoin her heart. When she begins to cough aud grow restlens you can go on:. * Beforo 1 met you, this world was a desert to me. I didn't take any pleasure in going black- Derrying and stealing rare-ripe peaches, and it didn’t matter whether the sun shono or not. But what a change in one short year! . It is for you to say whetber my future sal! be a prairie Of happinves, or a autamer fallow of Canada thistles. Speak, dearest, Susie, aod esy—and say that—tiat—” 7 Give her five minutes more by the clock, and then add: “That you will be—that is, that you will—I mean that you will—be mine!” ‘She will heave 2 sigh, look up at the clock and over the stove, and then, as she slides her head over your vest pocket, ehe will whisper: “You are just right—I wil pees ES ae An Amateur at Table-Tipping. From Interview in Phitadelphua Telegraph, “Did you finally explain to tho muvstified spectators the modus operandi of tablé-raising ?” was then asked. “T did,” was the answer, “and I claim that any one employing the eame method can manip- ulate a table as successfully as the most skiil- ful medium, Two slender bars of strong wood or iron, covered on the end with plash, and slipped'up the arm on the under surface, and concealed beneath the sleeve. They arc buckled on the arm by two straps near tke elbow, and allowed to project a slight distanco beyond the enff. Ihave frequently died in a Jarge com- pany, with these appliances on my arms, and they have never been obeerved. As the hands of the medium are placed upon the table the bars of wood naturally slip under the edge and extend far enough toward the centre to raise the table 2s you elevate your army. I bave per- formed this trick hundrods of times, aud have never once been detected. This is one of tho manifestations most relied on by Spiritualists, and J have shown how easily it can be accom- plished, ever by a novice at the business.” BOGGLEBERRY’S WOOING. From Tinsleys’ Magazine, Whst, you never heard of Bogsleberry? A fow years since he was one of the foremost men of bis time, especially in his native parish, St. Patrick the Verdant, and the influence ho pos- sessed was enormous. The exertions of Nichol- a8 Boggloberry ought to have left an indelible mark upon tho calendar of time, and that they have not done s0isonly another proof of the mutability of human groatness, By trade he was an oil-and-color-man, but by inclination and practice 8 vestryman; one of tho very first water too. Not that his duties as member of the assessment, the sewers, and paving committees engrossed the whole of his attention; no, he hads finger in nearly all the parish pies. Te was achurchwarden, be was on tho Board of Guardians, he wasa Trustees of the penny clothing fund, he was the Secretary (Hon. of coursc) of the society for supplying the benigbted female natives of Fiji with tooth- brushes and-chignons, he was an auditor of tho district: coal club; he was one of the borough champions of Liberalism, and ss such founda good deal of work to do for ** the party ;” he was aPast Grand Master of the Hearts-Are-Tramps Lodge of Odd Fellows, he wass ranger of tho Nothiog-Like-Leather Court of Foresters, ho was Chairman of the Bricks-and-Mortar Build- ing Bociety ; in ehort, 1t would be easier to set down the prominent offices Boggleberry did not hold in the parish than those he did. The claims upon his time and attention were as varied a8 they were numerous: but he seemed born for parish work, and, throwing his whole soul into his daties, became one of the mozt celebrated men in the vestry. Remarkable as it may appear, the worthy oil- man’s labors did not meet with gencral approval. ‘A section of thoso sho pretended to know him woll averred that Nick Bogglebeiry was a busy- body, and as such ought to be put down ; another section said the man must be a fool to neglect his business as he did; whilst a third (and, per- haps. moro far-seeing) act asserted that Boggle- berry’s exertions were not quite £0 disinterested as they appeared; inasmuch as he had coutrived to obtain a few nice little contracts for supplying: the district workhouse with the best mottled soap, rice, starch, and candles, and wag anxious (eo rumor said) to ge: some more. ‘These state- ments were of course dictated solely by jealous envy ; but when the great vestryman bad attain- od the height of his ambition, you might sa well have tried to pull down the Monument with a wisp of straw, or.attempt to blow up the Royal Exchange with a balfpenny cracker, as reduco im to tho level of his detractors, Boggleberry had fonght hard for his pesition, and meaut to kecp it; ho had studied parish law until be know (and could atmost quote) every clause and sec- tion of the more recent acts. He had the sani- tary Jaws at his fiogers’ onds; in union’ charge- ability ho was well versed, and the comp! questions of local taxation he had thorough ly mastered. If there was a deputa- tion to wait upon the Chancellor of the Exchequer, the Home Secretary, or tho First Commissionor of Works, Boggleberry was inva- riably one of its lenders; and such importauce had he acquired in a cet‘ain matter relating toa night of way across the cow-yard of 1 refractory dairyman, that he had been made the subject of leading articles in the Friday Frying-pan and Sunday Settler. He often ignored Lindley Mur- ray, but generally contrived to crush for a time those who conspired against him; some people said his oratorical yictores were gained by abuse, accompanied by a liberal admixture of Billingugate,—of which tonguo the oilman was certainly an accomplished master; but, be this aa it may, the result was the same as though he had used the choicest flowers of rhetoric, and Boggleberry was a man who looked at results. flappily his business was an exceedingly pros- perous one. In bie father’s time the shop bad been so carefully looked after that now it necded but little supervision ; and from his early youth the aspiring Nicholas had folt that a higher des- tiny chan the mere vending of turps, dips, soaps, aud pickles lay before him. Accordingly, when at the tender age of five-and-forty, he became an orphan, he advertised for a managing man, and wa3 fortunate im meeting with Thomas Ferrara, a good-looking, active young fellow, who had a couple of years previously been bitten by taking a business in s new neigh- borbood, where inhabitents wero at a premium and waste land at a discount. He was single, had no incumbrances in the ahapo of a depend- ent mother or sister; aud. furthermore, had still remaining in the hanka small reserve fund. So, acceptit the limited ealary offered (for Boggleberry, when his own pocket was coucerned, nad, like Mrs. Gilpin, a fragal mind), Mr. Ferrara forwith became installed in his new situ- ation. He lived upon the premises, was found to be trastworthy, eocmed to have a proper ap- preciation of bis master’s parochial importance aud moral and inteliectual attainments, and alto- gether proved a source of satisfaction to that focal funetionary. Ta this world there are few things withont al- loy, and in the overilowing cup of the great Bog- gleberry there was one drop of bitteruess that seomed to taint all tho rest: his appearauce was not prepossessing, and ho knew it. Boggleberry was extremely small of stature, bat exceodingly stout,—the latter being one result of the many vestry jollifications provided at the expense of the parish, so vulgar critics maintained. His head would have been entirely destitute of hair but for the few stray Jocks which eprouted just above and in rear of his ears; his features were as irregular as featurescould be, and his nose was acquiring a rich mellowness of hue that suffered no.diminution in tint by tho daily libations of fruity port which be was compelled to take, it need scarcely bo said by his doctor's orders, in order that his system might bear up against the heavy demands upon it. His legs, too, were out of all comparison with his huge body ; they were short, spindly, and, about the region of the calves, of edd shapes ; 6o that this shining light of the parish, to an irroverant eye, might be said to bear a resemblance to 2 battered and decayod pumpkin, into an extremity of which a couple of twigs bad been thrust. ‘Now Nicholas Boggleberry, like many another wise man before him, had the misfortune to fall in love. Once ho had thought himself superior to such folly; but in a fatal moment Annie Bond, the draper's daughter, came, saw, and conquered. His onslaver was sbout the last person one would have thought capable of seizing his matured affections. If some Clytemnestra, Queen Eleanor, Catherine de Medicis, Margaret of Anjou, Mrs. Manning, or any other lady of reputed uncontrollable will, had pounced upon poir Boggleberry, his captivi- ty would have been less surprising. But to think that'a fair-haired, blue-eyed, frolicsome lass, who had but just passed her Zist year, should so com- pletely shear the locks of the local Samson, was a ciretmstance almost nnparalleledinits absurdi- ty. Boggleberry felt bia weakuess; but, as ho remarked to Mr. Ferrars in the privacy of ths lit- tlo parlor at ihe rear of the shop, it was not every one who could realize the extent of Helen's infltience in that memorable affair at Troy; neither could on unimpressionablo world feel tho power which Cleopatra, that ‘serpent of old Nile,” exercised over the .vacillatiog and aiisguided Marc Antouy. Lhstory supplied many examples of Boggleberry’s consolation, and it ‘was but natura! bo should select those mosi cal- culated to shed a reflected lustre upon himself. ‘The enamoured yestryman did not, however, allow the passion of love to overcome the claims of bis parish, and oft had the complaisant as- sistant to bear his master's apologies to tho fair Anne. Highly pleased with bis factotum, Nich- olas treated him as a personal friend, and pour- ed into his ear all his eager aspirations, and the yarious motives which had induced him to seek the hand of the charmer. In addition to her good looks, Aunio Bond had several recommend- ations. Old Nick considered that, notwithstand- ing ebe bad for two years past served be- hind her father’s counter, ele was not in the least imbued with the follies of the age, and therefore might be _ ex- pected to readily indorse his well-considered opinions; she was slready in posoession of a snug anuuity left by » deceased maiden aunt ; furthermore, old Bond was reputed to be “warm” from a mouetary point of view, and Annio was his only child. With the wisdom characteristic of Boggleberry, he took care to be eure of Annip’s acceptance of him ere he mado his proposal. Love-making was an art somewhat foreign to him, despite ius oratorical readiness. If he bad gone to Miss Bond's feet upon a question of local rating, ap- on a diepute relative to the power of the licensing magistrates, or upon an infringement of the Com- mon Lodging-house act, he would have felt n0 diffidencein the matter. Butold Bond wasupontbe St. Patrick the Verdant Sewers Committee, and, having raceived an inkling of his brother ves- tryman’s hopes, broached the mstter to his daughter, and so effectually paved the way, that when Nicholas dropped upon his knees he was accepted at once. Some til-natured folk aesert- ed that Bond’sconduct bad been sctuated by Boggleberry’s promise that, for the future, all the long-cloth, flannel, and toweling required for the work-house should come from his futare father-in-law's shop. But thiscould have been nothing but vile calumny; and Mr. Bond very properly showed his disregard of such slanders by at once attending to & large order, which, strangely enough, came a fow days aftor the be- trothal, and was succeeded by inany others. With eo many parochial matters on his hands, Nicholas bad not much time for courtship. To his confidant and general manager he intrusted all the preparations for the wedding. Doggle- berry himeelf seldom wont in the direction of the draper’s establishment: ond it was a great consolation to him, in Lia philanthropic efforts for the well-being of the parish, to know that his affianced uttered no complaint at his PrplnnRed ‘pisenee, esa ope, Tom,” he remarked one evening, after ‘Afr. Ferrare bad returned from the houso 3 his betrothed, ‘you impressed upon Miss Bond my wish that the affair should be conducted in tho quietest manner possible,—no cards, no presents, no bridesmaida, no bell-ringing, or any rubbish of that sort.” __ Misa Bond, sir, desires to meet your wishes in this aa in every other respect. Dy the 10th of next month she will baye completed al! her prep- arations, and coincides with vour suggestion that the marriage should be celebrated on that day,” responded Mr. Ferrara. “As the church is only a quartor of a mile from the house, we shall walk.youknow. Iwanttodo the thing as cheap asIcan. I've no moner to waste upon absurdities. Whatover tho affair comes to, Mrs. Boggleberry that is to be will have to make it up afterwards out of the house- keeping money.”. Mr. Forrars ventured an obsorvation, that tho sonte depended upon how many were to be it- -vited. “Firet of all there’s myself; then there’s Annie, her father,—you will act as my best man, —and Annie's two cousins, who are to be the brideymaids—giris I don’t like a bit, for they al- ways seem to bo laughing at mo; but we must havo ’em, I suppose, just as we are compelled to have that hard masa of indigestion commonly called a bridocake. There's six of us alto~ gether.” ** But wouldn't you invite any of the Vestry 7” “Why, Tom, you must bemad to think of such a thing. ‘But there, you don’t know what the Vestry can accomplish in the matter of eating anddrinking. Ido.” Mr. Boggleberry’s dull, spiritless eyes hero act to winking with such -rapid:ty, and his face assumed such an extraordinarily comic and knowing expression, that Mr, Forrars, on a pre- tange of wanting to snceze, was compelled to turn auido his head in order to conceal 2 laugh. “After the- church ecremony,” continued Nicholas, “we shall bave just simple breakfast, and then returns hore. There's no necessity to close the shop. I won't-bave any fuss. or elgo, perhaps, we might find the rough music waiting for us oh ourcoming home. As itis, I expect 1 shall be called an old fool for marrying when I'vo paseed 50; but I don’t mind that, for I fistter myself I kuow my own business best. I'll go trmorrow and. give ditectious “for tho banns to be published for the first time on Sunday next. As for all tho other ar- rangements, I shall leave them to you; only I rust bog you'll not teil the customora’ or any- body upon what day the weading is fixed. I don't want a lot of people staring at me and wantit to drink my health, If Slies Bond likes to incur frivolous expenses, alie'll have to pay the bill; £ sha’n’t. Just bear that in mind.” ‘Mr. Ferrars nodded and observed, “ My gen- eral instructions, then, aro to exercise as much economy as possible? ? “ Exactly ; and the cheaper the thing is dono the better I shall bo pleased.” With this the discussion closed ; and Mr. Bog- gleberry devoted the rest of the evening to studying a complex question of parish law rela- tive to the right of a certain pauper to enjoy the luxurious hospitality of the District Workhouse. St. Patrick the Verdant had attempted to throw tho unlucky man upon — the tender mercies of the adjavent paris of Sz. Benjamin the Bountiful; bat the Vestry of St. Yenjamin failed altogether toxce the point of tho argument. Patrick was resolute, and St. Benjamin defiant; the result being that work accrued for the lawyers, and: that St. Benjamin was shortly summoned **to- show cause,” etc., whereby both parishes ran up a bill for lezal ex- peiges in amount quite sufficient to have given tho unfortunate pauper a liberal life pension. Certainly Boggleberry's wooing was conducted ina daringly original manner. He but seldom saw his betrothed, and, when he did, never lapsed into that enthusisem of affection which young Iadies are apt to expect from their lovers. Dur'ng this time the services of 3fr, Ferrars_ were invaluable. But for the aid he rendered, the marrage must certain- ly have been postponed until the great case of St. Patrick the Verdant vs. St. Benjamin the Bountiful was settled, and Heaven and tne lawyers only knew when that would be. March went out, aud Aprii—the month of the intended nuptials—came in. On che evening of the ninth day Boggleberry returned to his resi- dence in high spirit. Upon his face beamed a triumphant emile, and his manner partook of a certain jauntiness highly becoming a bride- groom, but scarcely adapted to Boggleberry's portly frame. No wonder that Mr. Ferrars, then engaged in serving a shopfal of customers, seized the earliest opportunity of following his employer into the bacs parlor, and inquired the cause of his elation. Mr. Ferrara had no sooner closed tho half- glass door opening into the shop than Doggle- berry slapped him upon the shoulder, and said, “Tom, my boy, I'm ay pleased as though the borough bad elected me an M. P. freo of ex- pense, and wero gettiug up a testimonial to mo for my services.” Perceiving he was expected to’speak, Mr. Fer- rars observed, that aman on the eve of boing wedded to such a charming and sensible young damecl a8 Miss Bond must necessarily feel some degree of exhilaration. ‘inge be blowed! ” thundered Mr. Boggle- berry ; ‘*’taint that, but a great victory I've won in the Vestry. Jones and the opposition thought to-day to catch me ina trap, Without any pre- liminary notice, they brought on a motion that it was unwise to press our case against St. Ben- jammin any furtber. After what's passed, did you ever hear anything so mean and contempti- ble? ‘Then up I got, and, as you may guess, my temper was up too. ‘Butl beat ’em, sir, beat em hollow. I flatter myself twas ono of the best speeches I ever made. You should have heard it, ‘tom. Jones and his party. hadn't a leg to stand on when I'd finished. It's trae the case will cost the parish a lot of monoy, but then, you know, the rate-payers will have to mect the bill.” Flashed and exhausted with his succoss, the great Loggleberry hore dropped into a chair, and set to winking at his. assistant with much yehemence. “Now,” continued Bogtleberry. when he had recovered himself somewhat, “how about to- morrow? ‘The banna were out last Sunday. Are all the other arrangements complete: “ Everything's eettled,” answered tho dutiful Ferrars. °‘I told Miss Bond we shun!d call for her at 11 sharp.” “Tom, you're a capital fellow. I shall make you s handsome present one of these days.” A gratitied amile speared upon Alr, Ferrar’s face, but hemanifested no further token of appre- ciation of bis employer's thoughtfulness, having Jearnt from experience that, with Boggleberry, “sone of these days” was oven a more iudefinite period than with other people rich in promise, but poor in performance. “There's a vestry meeting to-morrow morn- ing,” continued Nicholas, ‘* but only a little format business is to bo transacted, so I sail not trou- ble myself about that. Good-night, Tom.” And with that Mr. Boggleberry retired to his apart- ment to enjoy the sleep of the just. Exceedingly resplendent did bo appear the next morning, when as 9 o'clock struck he ae- ecended to breakfast. He bad taken sume time in dressing, for the claims of the parish bad un- til now prevented him trying on bis new clothes. He eelected a shirt which was found to be minus sundry buttons; the magenta tic he had chosen for the occasion could not. be persuaded to ect flat; and upon the ironing of his collars bis Inundress seemed to have bostowed less care than was her wont. ‘Then, as though the vexations he had undergone in dressing were _not enough, be discovered on raising his window- blind, that eveu tho elements were ag: A steady, drizzling rain had commenc the dull leaden aspect of the eky could be trust- ed, meant to continue all day. On descending to breakfast, he found Mr. Ferrars attired with be- coming smartness, and as that gentleman's spirits were even more buoyant than usual, Bog- gleberry's gloom was oon dissipated, and he fooked lees ruefully at the uppromieing sloppi- ness of the streets. ‘ Bound tohave caba, after all, Tom,” he murmured with aeigh. , “Afraid so,” responded Mr. Ferrars. ‘* Ob, by the way, there was a note left here this morning for you bys boy. Don't know wio he was.” Mr. Boggleberry took the epistle, and glanced eagerly at 1:8 contents, his face purpling with anger, and indiguation gleaming in his eyes 25 he gasped, “Well, I thought I'd settled that affair yesterday. Here's an anonymous commu- nication begging me to be on my guard, and watch Jones and bis followers closely; and hint- ing that to-day they will again try to quash tho St. Benjamin case. Could anything bo more un- fortunate? Perbaps my marriage has got wind, and Jones will presume upon my anticipated ab- sence. Was ever such audacity? Bat, py Jove, Til let him have it.” Mr. Boggleberry accompa- nied his threat by a vigoroas thump upon the table, which set the cups and saucers dancing, and, rising to his fect, reized his hat, overcoat, and'umbreila. ‘I shall go at once and inquire into it. I can devote an hour to the parish, and will Jom you at the charch. It won't matter if you all have to wait a sbort time. I daresay there will be a fire m the yestry. Iftnere ain't Icau'thelp it, This mat- | teris more important than my wedding.” And with this Mr. Boggleberry trotted of to main- tain the integrity ‘and defend the honor of St. Patrick the Yordant. What a dreary walk it was! The rain dripped from his umbrella on to his shoulders, and, the wind being im his face, a seveation of dampness goon became perceptible xbout his knees, whilst tho hansoms urged on their wild career through the mud and sinsh, and bespattered Nicholas to a degree tearful to behold. Surely if ‘vy Boggle- __ was man. After his great oratorical effort of the previous day, it was certainly both annoying and disappointing to bear that Jones was not yet inclined to throw up the sponge. Boggleberry would not have been surprised to find his opponent before him, but upon entering the vestry-hall he found ke was the only mem- Der present. A quarter of an hour passed, and then two or threo of Dogeleberry’s colleagues stragsled in; another quarter of an hour sped, bat still no Jones; with the arrival of the next quarter, the formal business had been gone through and tho meeting stood adjonrned. “*Confound the fellow!” thought Bogeleborry. a8 he again emerged into the rain aud slush; “after my putting myself #0 much out of the way, be might just as well have como.” He stood within the porch of tho vestry-ball in tho hope of obtaining a venicle, and the curiosity of tho messenger speedily became aroused by Bogegleverry’s anxious glances at his watch. Cab’ after cab dashed by, but all were occupied. Thon suddenly the neighboring church-clock boome forth the hour of 11. “‘Whst a nuisance!" exclaimed our boro, “it’s twonty minutes’ walk to the church, and I dare say thoy have started by this time. No help for it, I suppose, but to plod through tho And plod along ho did as fast as his spindly logs would carry him. Again did his shoulders grow wet with the poling rain; his clothes received fresh deposits from the road ; and tho exertion of walking at a brisk rato speedily produced an exudation from hia forehead bozh embarrassing and uncomfortable, “Well, 1 this is whst people call the pleasuro of getting married,” muttered Boggleberry, wroth with tho rain, wita Jones, with himself, and with everybody and everything, “ail I can say ig, you won't catch mo at if again.” But tho longest Jane has a turning and tho most tedious walk an end; so at last Nicholas came within sight of the church whera the mar- risgo had been arrauged to take place, and espicd waiting outside three cabs with their at- tendant horees deep in the peaceful enjoyment of the nosebag. s “Three cabs!” he grambied, now almost drenched to the skin; “ well, as there’s only tive i Lthink two veaicles would have Pushing his way through the thin line of chil- dron and experienced matrons, who, with arms aximbo, and utterly regardless of the drizzling rain, were propbesying the greatest earthly felicity, anda moment after the profoundest depth of human misery, for “tho poor young thing” who had just gone inside, and varviog the theme with sundry details of their own wedded existence, Bozggleberry at Jast contrived to enter the excred editice. He saw, to his surprise, that there was no one at the altar : then suddenly remembering that ho had told Ferrars to take Mies Bond to the vestry, he divested himself of his greatcoat, and con- fided it, with his dripping umbrella, to the caro of the fussy old pow-opener. “ Where are they—in the vestry?” inquired Boggleberry. ‘The pew-opener smirked and rejoined. ‘Yes, they're in the vestry now, Oh, it’s a lovely wedding!” : Boggleberry was so pleased with this remark, that ho felt half inclined to bestow « guerdon upon the yeuerable lady; but tho thought of how beautiful Mies Bond appeared was immedi- ately checked by the consciousness that with his mud-coyered boots and bespattered trousers ho certairly did not look a very inviting bride- groom. i However. there was no time for regrets, and Boggleberry at once made for the vestry.” The tirst object thac met his gaze as he entered was Annie, attired in a costuwwe which well became her fair complexion aud lithe figure ; and simultaneously it flashed across the little man’s mind that he had neverseen her looking so charming. “4 thousand pardons, my dear Annie! Iknow if you forgive me the rest of the company will. Detained on parish business; then couldn't get a you all about it, byand by. Now, I’m aid Ferrars, who stood by the side of tho smiling bride. ‘Are 4he cabs wait- ing?” “Of course they are. Now, Annie, come and bo Mre. Boggleberry,” replied Nicholas. The munisier, had __ hitherto been seated at the table, rose, aud gazing cu- ripusly at Boggleberry, whose face shone with excitement, sad, ‘Are you not aware tho cere- mony is at an end?” “Ceremony! what ceremony?” gasped Bog- gleberry. “Tre marriage ceremony, of course, Here are the signatures in the registry.” Dropping the hand of Annie, which ho had taken within his own, poor mud-stained Nicholas darted to the register on the table, and witnessed unmistakable proof that Annie Bond had ten minutes previously become the bride of Thomas Ferrars. If s look could have withered tho oilman’s blithe assistant and Jove-messenger, Mr. Ferrars would have expired whero he stood. The duped Boggleberry, despite hia corpulence, attempted to spring upon the bridegroom ; but his weight was against him, and he could only vent his passion in a shriek that the marriage was not a legal ove, “Pardon me,” replied the —_minis- ter; “tho marriage is perfectly good. It was by license, aud all the formalities havo been complied with.” “And the anonymous letter this morning?” exclaimed Boggleberry, turning to tho pertidious Ferrara. : “Was contrived in order to get you ont of tho way.” Boggleberry eank epeechless intoa chair, while the wedding-party quitted the vestry aud return- ed to Mr. Bond’s house. ‘And did no one stay to sympathiza with the perplexed old man? Yee, Aunte’s father and tho minister. Boggleberry ‘roundly accused his brother vestrrman of treachery, and stoutly pro- claimed that bad be known the underhand work going on, he would haveseen Mr. Bond at Jericho ere he would have got him the order from the work-house for flannel and towelling. By-and-by bis reproaches slackened, and then Mr. Bond oxplained that Ferrars at first had been earnest in his master’s cause, Lut that the regult of the frequent meetings of the young peopla was, that an attachment sprang up between them. Ho(Mr. Bond) would not think of his daughter wedding a man for whom sho entertained no love; aud thus it came to pass that he bad winked atthe conspiracy to forestall poor Nicholas. Besides, if married, Boggleberry would be unable to devote so much time to the vestry, of Which ho was such an active, zealous, and useful member:.and none of them hked the iden of Annie’s robbing the perish of his services, The minister sidea in the work of pacification, and at last Boggleberry became reconciled to the state of affairs. ‘Before they had gone 3 quurter of a mile from the church, Mr. Boud proposed to Vozgleberry an arrangement satisfactory to alltides. Ferrara was a valuable businexs man, as every one ad- mitted, Now what if Ferrars, led by his father-in-law, were to put £1,000 in the oil- shop—would Boggleberry accept ‘him as a part- ner, and leave to Lim, as before, the entire management of the concern? The great vestry- man’s eyes twinkled ; he pressed his companion’s arm, aud without a word of protest allowed bim- self to become one of the guests at the wedding breakfast. : “fom,” he eaid, calling Ferrara aside, while ‘Annie, accompanied by ber bridesmads, had zone to don her bonnet ere starting for tho wedding trip, “although I shall now be able more than ever to devote myzclf to parish master, I feel you have not acted right by mo.” “Well, Mr. Boggleberry, I haven't; and if T’so caused you any pain, I'm trnly sorry for it.” “Say not another word about it, my boy," ro- plied Nicholas. **I love my country,—tiat is to say, my parieh,—better than Ido myself; but you may make amends for my dissppointment. Stoop, and Jet me whisper in your ear.” Tom did as requested, and when ho had heard Loggleberry's myaterious communication, gavo yeut toa hearty laugh. _ “All nghi,” he eaid; * the firet boy, I prom- ize.” A year after, Mr. Ferrars was able to direct the attestion of the customers of Boggleberry & Ferrars to the spectacle of « bald. oid gentleman dandling a bouncing infant, whore delight it was to graep at hie nurse's ruby-tinted. nose. But the old man enjoyed and encouraged the eport.. for the child was his godson, and bore the ugine of Nicho.as. ~ eee ‘Khe Waverly Novels, Comparatively few persons now living can re- member the excitement caused by the appear- ance of a now fiction by the author of Waverly. Circulating libraries were besieged by their cus- tomers, eager to be favored with an early peru- sal of the naw book. In some libraries each yoluma was divided, and bound in two portions ; sod at Bath, and other fashionable places of tho period, they were sometimes gplit into threo parts to facilitate reading. The writer remem- bers seeing in a Scottish Provincial town, the novel of “Guy Mannering” bound in portions of s hundred pages; each of which, at that timo (1832) was lent to read at the rate of 2 penco per night. It consisted in all of ten parts, tho reading of which, at tho rrice named, cost 1 shithag and 8 pens: and the feat of perusal in cage we personally know of, was achieved. not ia ten nighta, bat ina gailop of Shours! Wheo tho Leith smack which carried ‘these literary treasures to London arrived inthe Thames no matterthat itmight be midnight, or that it might be Sunday ovening, tho London agents of the Edinburgh pablishers were on the alert, and had porters and vehicles in readinces to carry of the treasures to the *‘Row,” or to “No. 90 Cheapside,” where—the books being, as it ie techinically called. in ‘+ quires”—tho bookhinders were in readness to perform their work, so that in afew hours copics were on tho way by coach and wagon to all parts of the country.—Cham- bers’ Journal. MR. SMILEYS NEW DOG. {BY MONT LAYNE.] Mr. Smiley lives cn one of the avennes. He hag been bothered a gocd deal lately by his little 6-year-old Charlio, who wanted him. to buy him a dog. Lagt Tucadsy Smiley while dowa-town was met on the street by 3 msn leading a largo, good-natured-looking Newfoundland dog. Smi- ley asked the man if he wanted to sell tho ani- mal, Of course the man said no, but aftera great deal of bickering, Smiley persuaded him to make the sacrifice for 2 $10 note. Smiley bad to walk all the way home and lead the dog by atrap, as he could not get him to go into acar. He was amply repaid for his trouble. however, by seeing the evident pleasure his little boy took with the dog. Smiley stayed home ali the afternoon trying to make bis purchase roll over, and sit up, but at last ho gave it up, concluding the dog was too old to learn anything new. After supper he went over to the butcher-shop and got a whole pailful of beef-bones, which ho put in thecosl-ahed, and then shut tho dog in for the night. The dog was qnict enough until he had estes all. the moat of the bones. ‘Then he commenced to get uneasy. Smiley, after locking the doors and turning out the gas, went to bed. He had just got into a doze, wuen he was aroused by an_ unearthly how! and moan combined. He had jumped cloar out of bed at the first sound, but, remembering the dog, got back again, deluding himsclf with the beiief that tho dog would now keep quict; but the performanca’ had commenced, and’ the dog gave Smiley such a benetit that he saw that he would have to go out and release him, or he would not gets wink of sleep that blessed night. He got up, went out, and opened the door of tho coal. shed. The dog, overjoyed to sce him, co: menced jumping on him, and scratched the hide all off of his fore-legs. Smiley hit the dog one cuff andrao. The dog, thinking he meant fun, geve chase, and there was a lively and exciting race round Smiley's back-yard. The dog was gaining on Smiley, when the latter mounted an old barrel and kept ont of his reach. Smiley dis- tracted the dog’s attention by throwing o piece of atick over into tho- corner of the yard, aud when the dog went after it Smiley made a dash for the steps; but the dog had been watcbiag him, and, making a dive, se- cured the greater portion of his uight-garment. Smiley, after throwing the broom at hiin, szain went to bed, leaving him in the yard. ‘Tue next morning upon arising Smiley went out to seo tho dog, and found that he had dug out under tho back fence. Thinking that ho was lost, he went down before breakfast and put an advertisement: in all the papers, offering a reward for his ro- tura. Upon gomg tome, what did be seo but the dog, sitting up on the front step. Smiley was pleased to think that the dog was not lost after all, and commenced to pet him; but, notic~ ing that ha was all covered with feathers, ho drove bim off. Opening the door to go in, the dog rushed in between his lezs, and carriod him off his feet against the hat-rack, comoletely do- molishing it. Then the dog went around the stove wagging his tail, and knocked tho coffee-pot off the hear:b. Smiley now made him lie down in a corner whilo the family ate their breakfast. Just as they had begun eating thecat came saunterin.; iato the room. This nied the dog, and be mada a spring for the cat, which jumped up into Smiley's lap, and began to spread its claws au} spit. Smiley took the cat by the neck and throw it down-stairs, where the dog followed after, and finiehed is. After breakfast little Coarlie wented to play with the acz; so Smilev tied one end of a strap around Charlie's waiet and the other to tho dog's collar, £0 that the dog conld nos ges ‘away from him. Then he aterted down-tows again. Ho had been geno but a few minutes when the boy went into the front yard. The dog, seeing the gate open, and emelling Smiley's tracks, took a ngfion that he would go down town foo. He weut through the gare in apite of all Master Charlie could do, 2nd started down- streetata lively trot. By straining every norve the little fellow could just keep up with the dog. "They had gone about two blocks when the doz, seeing a little brother canine some distance ahead, broke into a run, jerking Master Charlie offof his feet and dragging him over the rough pavement. ‘The httle fellow gained his feet several times, but was as quickly jerked down again by the dog. The boy's cries atiracting tbe attention of a gentleman, he released him. Whan Smiley re- turned home to dinner and found out what had taken place, he went. out and hired s boy for a dollar to take the dog and sell him to some farm~- er. Whilo cating dinner 2 note camo in from bis neighbor, Smith, asking if that was his aog that Charlio waa running down the street with; if it was he would bold him responsible for the valuo of several choice chickeas which the dog had killed tuo night before. On his way down-town, Smiloy eailed and paid Smith for his chickens, and weat to work with a lighter heart, thinking ho had gotridof the dog. When he got home in the evening what was his eurprise to again find the dog sitting on the front steps. Thes Smiley swore that he would shoot the brute, but the dog looked so good-natured that he did not haye the heart to do it He took hi around to the coal-shed and fastened inagain. Smiley did not get any sleep all night, the dog keeping up sucl: 2 racket. In the morn- ing he advertised for tho man be bad bousht the dog of, offering lum $5 to como and take bim away., He hasn't bad avy esleop for two nights now, aud it costs him 50 cents a day for ment to feed the doz. Smiley's friends havo noticed s chango in him, and cbink he is going into a rapid decline. He thinks if they were kept awake two or three nights by an overgrown dog they would decline some, to SUMMER-LAND, O! Tiong to go * Toa eunny iaad, ‘Where tho rivers flow Over the golden cand 5 Where the fowers glean Aud the hours gnde Like s lover's dresza Of a day, and a bride ; ‘Where the warbling throngs ‘Melodious sing Their sweetest songs, Till the echoes ritg ; And the dewy trees Sway to end fro, ‘Like the glancing seas In their ebb aud tow; 4 land where bright flowers Perennial bloom, And freight the glid hours With sweetest perfume ; Where the skies are aye Line And smniiing above ; Where friends are aye true, And constant in Love. T. S. Monmtsox, ——— A Wholesale Murderer. Capt. S., aays the Padi Mall Gazelle, died last year in the Ceutral Asylum, Dundrum, from seme decay, being considerably over 60 vears of age. Ho was trausferred to that establish- ment on its opening from the Cork Asylum, of which Le had been an inmate for nearly tweuty- two years, haviug been acquitted es far back a8 1929, on the ground of inva:uty, of the murder of seven men—the whole crew, in fact, with tho exception of two bora, of a vessel then under hia command and on its return from Bermuda. Possessing originally.a very decided character, but vecoming the sabject of mental direaso from continuous excitement and want of sleep fora fortnight, he labored under delusions as to an intended mutiny among his shipmazes. After inducing them, in proof of their subordination and of the absence of such intention, to e'low themselves to be tied down with ropes on deck, in which position they lay for nearly an hour, the first mate showing the example, when sp- proaching the Cork harbor he deliberately nur- dered them in euecession with an iron bar. After some time be recovered biz reagon in the district asylum, and was, no doubt, sorry for what he had done, fer he was remarkable for a uniform kindness of disposition toward his fel- low-patients; his piety, also, was very conspicu- oas, and he was constantly engaged in reading tho’ Bible and religioua works. Occasionally, however. he had violent relapes, preceded by & taciturnity unbroken for several days, save by quotations of an incoherent character, or tha repetition of nautical phrasex, Caicaco,