Evening Star Newspaper, January 3, 1874, Page 2

THE NECKLACE OF PEARLS. He met her in the garden, A bright and beaateous maid, ho, grown at once a woman, Was not of love afraid, She loved, and could not help it, Her heart went out to his; And as he stopped to kiss her, She rose to meet his kiss. He kissed her in the garden, And—was it what he said, Or the shadow of the reses That made ber cheeks so red? Her bosom rising, falling, With new and strange deligh t— The string of pearls upon it Was not so white, so white. He drew her down the garden, He would not hear her *No:"* She must go if she loved him ‘Who loved her, loved hee s0, ‘They must go pluck the roses And listen to the dove: ‘The dove was wooing, wooing. As he was her—for love. He led her down the gard i = + The neck she, parting, clung to, She saw upon the ground = ‘The string that held her necklace, ‘With not a pearl thereon: ‘Thesiender string was broken, And all the pearls were gone. ‘Then up and down the garden She wondered with dismay, And wondered where her pearls were, And how they slipt away ‘They nestled in her bosom ‘One little hour ago, Before they plucked the roses; And ber tears began to flow So round and round the garden She went with peering eves Oh, is not that the necklace ‘That shining vonder lies? "Tis but a string of dew-drops The wind has broken there, Or the tears that she is shedding ‘That make her look more fair Still round and round the garden She hunted high and low — In the red hearts of the roses, ‘The lily’s breast of snow ‘The thorns they pricked her fingers Her fingers bled and bled, But her heart was bleeding faster Oh, why was she not dead? For she must leave the garden And meet her mptber’s eyes, Who will perceive she sorrows, And ask the reason why: And she must meet her fath Who, as she hangs her head, Will miss the priceless necklace, And rise and strike her dead. R. H. Stoddard in Lippincott’ +202 A NEW YEAR sTrory. WHO WON THE GLOYES? It wa: Lady Leigh’s five o’clock tea. In the pleasant morning-room at Ashleigh she and ‘lara Arundel were seated luxuriously over a glowing fire, discasing tea. gossip, dress, the affairs ot the Nation in general, and of ‘Ash- rh in particular. @ fire burned brilliantly, illuminating the pretty room, lighting up the ‘choice pictures on the walls, and bringing unexpected gleams and points of brightness out of the oak turnitare; glancing now on the medi«val carving of a quaint old press, and anon dancing in, curious sparkles and flashes of light on the silver and ina of the tea-service, the pride and delight of Lady Leigh's heart “Cecile, who or what is the little gray-robed figure that naunts the west corridor?” asked Miss Arundel, Landing her cup over for some more tea. “ Little gray robed ‘igure that haunts the west corridor?” asked Miss Arundel, handing her cup over for some more tea. “Little gray-robed figure?” Leigh, ‘ What do you mean, Clar iss Arundel laughed. There is a tiny mite of a girl, dressed in soft misty gray, who haunts the west corridor. [lave met her half 2 dozen time- since I have arrived this morn- ing. Isshe real Sesh and blood, or a fairy sprite: repeated Lady a are talking in riddles.” Leigh, banding back the replenished tea-cup. ¢ “No, fam not. The little mortal, or fairy or whatever else she may be, possesses mar- yelous pair of eyes; they have haunted me. all day with their pleading, wistfal look. I can't ferget their expression, Cecile: Is this little mist: Eiek figure quite canny’?”" “f thik you must mean’ Muriel Hastings the children’s governess. Now I remember she has ona gray dress to-day. Yes, poor child, her bistory is sad enough to aco t for that curiously sorrowful look in her eyes.” * Any relation to your old friend Mr. Hast- ings, the great cotton man you used to talk so much about? Didn't he come to grief or some- thing of the sort. about a year ago.” “Hush, Clare! He is dead’ This is his daugbter. You know he lost all his money through the American war. He was an honor- sble, upright man, and the blow killed him. Yes, reaity killed bim, Clare. His wife told me he was broken-hearted at the loss of his good name. He could not forget how many were ruined by his fall, through confiding in hig well-known exer, ? | his daughter is the little gray spirit of | ne West corridor?” aie “Yes. Iwas only too glad to have her for the children. She’ i wonderfully talented. was a smal! provision tor Mre. Hastings and the children; but it was very smail; she in- sisted on giving upto the creditors ‘all the Jed on herself: and what is left would bh for all. ‘So Muriel—who is a girl—resolved to be a governess; and as I Was only too glad tohave her, and try to e her bard lot as bearable as ible. She ‘aliy Shy and over-sensitive, and [ am troubled about her these Christmas holi- v8. a clally now?"" “Well, you sot, rince she came, we have deen quite by ourselves, and her time has been taken up with the children, so | think she has had no opportunity to 4727) upot het Position; Ses and I can- replied Lady ‘S Lue children’s holiday pe pear to think of her pining alone in the school-room. The house will be full of guests to-morrow. I shal! be too busy to look after ber, and she is far too shy to anything but keep most determinedly in the background.” «“ Well, Cecile, don’t trouble any more about that, I will take her under my wing, and will + engage that she shall neither fret nor pine for the next fortnight. (rf course she will be at the ball on Christmas eve’ “don’t know. I asked her to be present, but she seemed trightened to death at the idea. Do try and make her.” “* Certainly I shall,” answered Miss Arundel. «By-the bye, whom have you coming to-mor- ro “Ob, about twenty people. You know tnem all. Here is the list; but Major Assheton bas been with us a week.” “Do you mean my old enemy, Captain As- sheton, of Delamere * * Yes; but he is Major Aesheton now."* « And he has never got married yet?” «No. You know how fastidious he is. I told bim yesterday he expected perfection in the shape of an archangel; and he politely informed me that archangels are not generaliy supposed to be of the fomimne genders and he'd be sat- sisted with an argel.” | «Cecile, I bene he may get one. It's well “Frederick Hurst does not expect anything so 5; he'd be woefully disappointed with | said Miss Arande?, laughing and coloring. . Hurst for Christmas, Cigre,”” es, thank yon, Cecilie. He wrote to tell me be would make his appearance on Christ- maseve. But now I am going tointrodace m: self to the little gray fairy.” And rising, Miss | Arundel left the room, walking with quiet | SFate nt humming softly to hersel!, | I was just nineteen when I tirst fell in love, | And I'scribbled a deal of rhyme, And I talked to myself in a shady And I thought I was quite sublime.’ Which interesting ballad just lasted till she xs ached the schoolroom door. @While this interesting conversation had been | ry |. the little gray spirit was pacing up | wn the schoolroom with short agitated step. Upand down, up and down, the steps | Ring shorter and quicker at every turn, and little white face working and quiver- with distress. | = lovely childish face 't was, with wonderful a it eyes, the pleading, wistful look ad spoken of shining in their the. Her hair gleamed in fitful Brelgte tke 8 golden glory round her head; @ curious tint between red i brown io wonderful for the infinite va~ aisey of light and shade in its waves and folds. Bhe it in teen | exper | said Muriel, startin, | to-night” said Ulare Arundel, coming into the oer little face was quivering and convalsed with distress under the small ds in which it was hidden. Whst shall t do?” thought the poor girl aloud. “The house will be so full of # rangers to-morrow, aud on every fresh face I canreadthe story of our miserable disgrace and fail Ob, what sbalil do? Iff had only die “You are over-sensitive, Miss Hastings,” sald a deep. est voice. “ Believe me, death is but a cowardly way of fleeing from the | troubles of life.” Moriel started and looked up hastily. Da- | ring her paroxysm of grief the door had opened, | unheard oy her, admitting a gentleman. A stately, soldier-like figure, with a grave, earnest face; a face to be trusted, if only for the expression of calm strength and the frank, | kindly eyes. Nota young man by any means; he looked quite forty, and his looks spoke the truth. It was Major Assheton of Delamere. He closed the door and advanced into the room. ‘I beg your pardon, Miss Hastings. I did not wish distarb you, but I wanted a German dictionary, there is not one in the brary, and Lady Leigh directed me here. Now, won't you tell me what this trouble is?”? continued he, earnestly. ‘‘I don't like to see you in such distress, You know a sorrow be- comes only halfofone by being shared with Mariel hesitated, tnen glanced up at him, her dark eyes shining brighter and larger through the tears which nearly avertlowed them. The grave, kindly look she met ssemed to reassure her. “Ttis oe old trouble, Major A. "she whispered, * ‘And what? “ The disgrace,” sobbed she, the tears quite overtiowing. “| know about your fatuer, and how he died {tis @ pitiful story; that of the great noble | heart, broken tor loss of a name. know about the disgrace.” * It was the failure of the mills I meant; the shame, the degradation,” sobbed Muriel, her poorlittle frame shaking with distress, the tremulous mouth quivering. “You are over-sensitive; and, excuse me, | Miss Hastings, but you are evidently almost morbid on thatsubjéect. There was no disgrace in the failure of your father's mills. You know it was caused by the American war and the cotton famine; his property lost its value, He did all that a man could do to sare others Himself be never seemed to think of.” “Tknow, f know all that,” sobbed Mariel. “ L assure you,” continued he, “your father has never had a word of reproach cast at him But for bis exertions it would indeed have been a disastrous misfortune; he saved others at the se ot himself. He was a noble man. I knew him years a; My child,” added he, gtavely, but kindly, I ‘think his daughter Sbould not be the one to link his name with the word disgraee.”’ » Major Assheton, I did not mean tha’ up, “indeed, I did no’ * answered he, smiling at her earnest «But now will you not try to put this ide together from you? Believe me, there is no cause for such distress. It is not right to shut yourself up here, till you grow morbid with excitement and misery “ T will try,” said Muriel. «‘ Bat there are 80 many people coming, and oh, Major Asshe- ton, it is dreadful to be pointed out as the daughter of the bankrupt Mr. Hastings. You don't know the misery.” att don’t «No, I think w “This is absurd,” replied he; “ths very height of self-torture. Miss Hustings, you ae “Where is she—where is Queen Mab?” in- terrupted a laughing voice, as the door opened and Miss Arundel came in’ dressed for dianer. “« Major Assheton, how io yo: Miss Hast- ings, 1am Clara Arundel. hours ago L took you for @ fairy sprite, and called you | Queen Mab. [shall keep the name with your permission,”” Muriel raised her eyes shyly, but meeting no- thing more alarming than a friendly, admiring | gaze, said sottly, “1am sure I'll not mind the name from you | “Then that is settled, and you are Queen | Mab from this day forward. “1 elect myself your privy councillor, or lord chancellor, or prime minister, or any other important and disagreeable functionary who bas the power of ordering your majesty to go and dress for dia- ner.”* “But Lam not coming down to dinner,” pleaded Muriel, with an access of sh «Indeed you are. ()ueens al prime ministers, and I order ¢ aeen Mab to show us the light of her countenance this even: ine” Grdered off in this hatf-bantering, half-com- manding style, Muriel had no choice but to obey. She left the room, rather unwillingly to | achieve a hasty toilette. “* Miss Aruniel,”’ said Major Assheton.as the door closed atter her, ‘that poor girl is fretting herself ina tever about the disgrace she sup- poses attached to her name because of her fa- ther’s failu “I guessedas much. Well, Major Assheton, itrests with us to prevent ft. For the next «I'll answer for Lady flowers for your hain I Fogg <4 Your re aureole won’ up with a g eovered itl arden of red ‘a rather you sported @ wreath of dandelions so a cay were natural.” ‘ariel dived into a drawer, and after a search which turned all its contents upside down, she produced ® morocco case, containing ® ‘tiny wreath of silver ivy, in fine filigree, exquisitely wrought. «Just the thing,” said Clare, placing it lightly on the wavy, shiny hair.’ “Now you want only a star-tipped wand to make you a veritable faerie queene.” sprays,” said Muriel, ‘*Here are some more taking three or four out of the box as she spoke. “Ab! T shall just twine these intoa circlet | for your throat." What delicate filigree it is; never saw any so beautiful betore.” «Papa brought it from Malta for me long | ago,”’said Muriel, her eyes clouding o lar od and kissed her. ; ‘mow come across the corridor into my room. I have some silver twist which Will Just do to fasten this ivy.” The corridors at Ashleigh were an institu- | tion: two long passages, running the length of | the house, calied respectively the east'and west corridors. Les were lighted at ether end b; stained giass windows, in the recesses of whic! were placed lew couches of crimson velvet. In the winter large fires were kept burning in the old-fashioned tiled }, easy chairsscattered round about; so that these wide latye passages were pleasant lounging places, and a general resort for a wet or dull day. As Muriel and Clare crossed the corridor on their way to Miss Arundel’s room, they came upon Major Assheton fast asleep on one of the couches. He had evidently just come in from | the shooting expedition, for his gun lay on the floor at his feet, and the splashed and muddy for *, I | nant feelin, her crimson cheeks. “‘Thathe He put bis arm her, “(My darling, it was I, Muriel Hastings, who don’t cry so bi ised, I cannot ive = fay! Almost Baried Alive. A CHILD LYING IN A TRANOB IS COPFINED AND BANKERS. 9am tod pm . Thathe should believe it for a myself all this trouble. But. | ox THe WAY TO TER RA ~ NATIONAL 8B ol z BLIO, minute!” thought she. ‘(h,it is too much.’ ob, Mariel, what shall I do if you Tt. STORED TO CONSCTOVENES: es. N b Meo Fer, er okposhua She sat in a mute, indignant misery, not me? My darling, don’t you know how I lore at wire py CFS wos . G. daring to look up. How the breakfast you?’ he said in caressing tones, and drawing The St. Joseph (Mo.) Heraid of December ~~ ae mene oy Tay Dastneee Sates. seemed; how hard the straggie swallow a cup nearer to him. 25th, relates the folio strange story. “In heb z of and strip of toast; how hard to open | She made a slight effort to escape, almost | the northerm part of the elty lives a carpenter, pepAremants < 5 eTEECen t ue the other parcels and give her thanks in am au- | shivering at his touch. with bis family, who are natives of France,and © ADLEY. . foctit dible tone! Clare was luckily en; da with | “Oh, Mariel,” ead be, passionately, ‘it can- | have been im this con about eight ‘ERMAN A) ERICAN SAVINGS BAN her own presents, and forgot toask again for | not be that you do not love me?” One of their children is a fittle girt name Mary. (7 5" ™g! ATS REET the oblong parcel. There was no answer, and he could not see d the subject ot this singular story. The child peret_— j wy Lr Major Assheton watched the distressed face | the shy. happy look in her eyes. born in Paris, and was Il yearsold onthe | Bask Saturdays, ope ‘ariel, you tortare and agitated efforts to k: up appearances with some compunction. He wished to catch her eyes, but she never raised th Her cheeks Durned red and hot with blushes, her mouth was tremulous with wounded and indig- | ‘Geen too hart on her,” thought he. “Poor little thing! after all it was only a girlish Speak one word, even if be of reproach. ave no right to my suspicions. She raised her sweet, shy eyes to his. The world of love shining in their depth was suffi- cient without a wi He folded her closely in bis arms. ‘My little «“Thave heart to still ite wild throbbing. “To think he could believe [ kissed him! Oh, the shame!” she cried, her poor little face quivering. ‘*He should not have thought it, he should not, he should not. What shail I do? [ can never face him again She threw herself on her knees by the bed- ade a Appéc Lor f204 im the quilt to stifle the sobbing. Tut for*long the little frag!” form was shaken again and again by astorm of distress, She was still kneeling when a tap came to the door. She did not hear it, sothe do@r opened She raised her eyes shyly, but the entreating | face was not to be withstood, so she gave him | the daintiest breath of a kiss—one gentle touch | of her soft lips. : | He lay at the tiny touch. “Now, Mu- | riel, you may take the gloves with a clear con- science,” said be, handing her the blue velvet bex. And in deeper, tenderer tones, he ad- | ded—“This glad New Year has never before | brought so precious a gift as my own sweet ; wife.” “Ab, well in this case 1 “UDpORe yirtue’s ite condition of his dress showed signsof hard work among the pheasants and _partrid, He im an uncomfortable attidude, halt-sitting. . just as he had thrown himself down on the inviting couch. “Fast aslecp, I declare,” whispered Miss Arundel, laughing. “ Now. ()ueen Mab, won't you win your pair of gloves? Be quick, before ‘he wakes.” Oh, 1 could not,” said Muriel, drawing toward her room with a distressed face; wleed, I could not.” Little prude,” cried Clare, “then T will he advanced’ on tiptoe as she spoke, and heedless or forgetful of the impropriety, stooped over him and kissed him lightly on the tore- h enran swiftly after Muriel down the corridor, and gained the bedroom, just as the Major became sufficiently wide awake to see the skirt of a gray dress disappear swiftly out of sight into what be knew to be Muariel’s room. Uniortunately, it happened that day that Miss Arandel wore a «ress of exactly the same ma- terial and color as Muriel’s. Unconsciously, too, she carried in her hand the spraysof silver ivy, and as she stooped over the Major one of them dropped from her grasp, and fell at his feet beside the gun. Now, as Lady Leigh had said, Major Asshe- ton was fastidious to a degree concerning the modesty and delicacy of women. He had a most chivalous reverence and veneration for them, consequently his standard of their dignity and grace was a very high, almost an ideal one. Any appearance of forwardness, or departare from the strictest letter of propriety, was don- demned. He had been quite. wide awake enough to know that some one had kissed him, | but not sufficiently quick to discover who it was, excepting by a glimpse of a gray dress, and the ivy spray. He ‘stooped and picked up the ivy with a grave look. “It is not like her,” thought he; ‘she is too shy and modest; there are several gray dresses in the honse. 1 will wait and see who wears the ivy to-night; that will tell me who has done this unsolicited honor. But his faith in Muriel was considerably shaken when he entered the ball-room a few hours later on, and saw her standing crowned with a tiny wreath of the self-same dainty filt- aree ivy. 4 cirolet of the same clasping her | white throat and gleamingin the cloudy folds of her dress. She was radiantly lovely as she stood in the | brilliant ight, the color mantiling in richer | crimson to her cheeks, and a softer, shyer light | to her sweet eyes ashe approached. She was | already the centre of a crowd of admirers, but | a wistful look sought his face as he came up, as if asking his wonted protection and care. He glanced at the silver ivy. turned on his heel and walked away. ‘I stppose she would kiss anyone ot that crowd of men for a pair of gloves,” thought the fastidious Major, drawing his own conclusions all wrong. poor Muriel fell from the high ptnnac'e she had held in his estimation. He certainly | only regarded it in the light of a girlish frolic, | but still the bloom was brushed off the flower; | the delicacy and fragrance had gone. She had kissed him unasked, and in his tastidions rev- erence he revolted from the unsolicited favor. | Muriel saw him turn away, with a look of blank distmay. What had she done to oifend fortnight, at anyrate, she shall not be too much alone. I look for your aid.” «It shall readily be given,” he replied. So half an hour afterwards when Muriel ap- peared in the drawing-room, in a dainty white muslin dress—looking, Miss Arundel declared, more Queen Mabbish than ever—she was not suffered to relapse into shyness and embarrass- ment. Under the influence of Lady Leigh's kindness, Clara’s merry banter, Major Asshe- ton’s grave care, the childish face and wistful, sweet eyes lighted up in a power of beauty that had seemed impossible to the morbid, melan- choly young lady ot the schoolroom. vay cigh before terme | ang I igh always gathered together a large pe mosting of figute Felatiqns at Ashleigh, to keep it in traé old-fashioned hospitality.’ Every day brought fresh arrivals till the Jarge rambling old house was filled to overflowing. It was the advent of these ones that had so frightened poor Muriel; but Miss Arundel kept ‘her word, and the little gray spirit was not allowed to indulge her shyness, or suffered to fee! solitary. for all the merry ridin parties of that merr; Sic Harry She was hunted-up 's company. She left Muriel to her own devices inthe morning, saying that queens were not supposed to be visible till noon, but after lu cheon ()ueen Mab must be at the beck and call of her laughter-loving prime minister, for all the fun and pleasure going on among the large ing at Asbleigh. Sho was shielded, » Lom Anndydnée; and it spoke wonders for Clare’s kindness and tact that the over-sen- sitive Muriel was never once wounded by any chance allusion, or careless word from any of the party. who, indeed, all fell in love with the gentle childlike girl. ‘The mornings Muriel spent in the pleasant — which she considered her own do- main. It was curious how often accident seemed to bring Major Assheton there also. Curious how studfously he took to reading German. Curtous that however often the German dictionary was carried into the library. it always found its way back into the schoolroom before morning. rious how he suddenly discovered a hitherto unknown talent for ae curious that no Indian ink seemed to suit him except that par- tieular little black stumpy piece in Muriel’s color box. Curious how he sought her interest in his pet geological hobby. monly dry and har! to understand, but she seemed to take very kindly to its intricacies, Most curious of all that he didn’t find out that he was falling head over ears in love; didn’ know how sweet Mariel was winding hersel! round bis heart; didn’t discover what a thrill of rapture passed through him when her shy, wist- fal eyes were upli to his. Major Assheton telt secure in his forty years, from any attacks of the little blind god, and would have laughed to scorn any mpertons that he was already a vietim, though indeed no one would have dared to him'such @ thing to the stately Ma- jor; and as for himself he was simply carrying out Miss Arundel’s instractions, not to let Mu- 1 fret herself to deach in the schoolroom. So deluded himself very happily for a time, and probably Muriel too; for though she felt happier than she hadever felt in her life be fore, she bad not learnt to ascribe the cause to one person in particular. So the bright days sped on till the twenty- fourth ot December, Christmas eve. “ Queen Mab, what are you going to wear t was uncom- schoolroom in the afternoon. Muriel was seated at the piano, playing the prewmes o Sonata with exquisite taste and skill. For a wonder she little Alice Leigh. M: the shooting- party t! was alone, exceptin| Assheton had jot as a means of Arundel.” * Nonsense, Queen Mab. “You really give your prime minister no end of treuble. of him? Her pleasure was eae for that evenin, though in sheer desperation she went through dance after dance, and laughed and chatted with agaiety she was far from feeling. “She is just like all the rest,’ said Major Assheton to himself, as she floated past him But notwithstanding his anger he was intensely | jealous; it aggravated him supremely to sce | anyone else dancing with her; in fact, like the | dog in the manger, he would neither dance with | her nor have allowed athers todo so, if he could | lave helped it. So he watched the fairy figure | with considerably more pain than pleasure. Murie} was a decided success that night, as Ser gard with its double row of names could | ‘estify. For onéé, Sué forgot her shyness; for ce, as Clare Arandel said, forgot she was only the governess. he held her own gallantly in the tow of laugbing banter and merry rep- urtee that forms the staple of dancing conver- sations; only disturbed by tho Major's grave looks as he eat in a corner gnawing bis mous- tache and watching Kae movement with jealous minuteness. But though he watched narrowly he held aloof, never asked her to nee; never took her down tosupper as he had tended doing all the week. Not that Muriel him; she was beset with ad- mirers. How much rather she would have been leaning on the arm of the gloomy Major Asshe- ‘on thanon that of Mr. Vernon, she alone knew. To say the Major was frantically jeal- ous, was to use @ mild term; as the night wore on, he became unmitigatedly and intensely de- voured by the green-eyed monster. He would have liked to have seen Muriel sit- ting in a corner also, alone and neglected. Then he would have gone up to her, made her confess her sins, and would have vouchsafed his forgiveness for the enormity of her conduct. So they woyld have been friends again as they | were before. it was certainly aggravating to have the tables turned upon bim in this style. | To see shy Muriel the reigning queen, and him- elf sulking in a corner. (f course the Major did not know he had fallen into the toils of the little blind god, and put all bis solicitade for Muriel down to his fatherly interest in her. Poor deluded man! He held aloof the next day, Christmas Day though it was. He never once approached her, and no Christmas greeting was oitered to her by him. ‘Whe week sped on in the same style. He Fpent no more pleasant mornings in the school- room. ‘The German dictionary took up its per- manent abode in the library, likewise the In- dian ink, not to mention the book on geology. When unavoidably thrown together, he showed her the most elaborate politeness, the stateliest civility, worse by many de; an downright rudeness, for that could "resented openly: this could only be endured. Muriel —quite unconscious of the cause of her disgrace; astonished and distressed by his man- ner; far too ehy to break through the armor of his reserve by ne ee eee a pleading, wistful glance at him; gi ry hard to be resisted. But Mr. Vernon was still at Ashleigh 3 to win Muriel’s favor. The red no pall still jealous accused Muriel of flirting, and at every soft shy glance seeking his face, said to himself, ** ‘OF course she looks at that fellow just in the same way.” Which was very unjust, as Muriel had turned a deaf ear to Mr. Vernon from the first, and he, poor man, would have given a good deal for one of the shy looks that fell to the share of the fastidious, hard- hearted, Major. So the Christmas week wore away. The old year rang ont its sad chimes, and the new year advan in saucy independence of youth, with clanging, noisy peals of triumph. It was the custom at Ashleigh to give new | gifts. Generallyfbreakfast was a plea- | rocrastinated meal, lasting ht to eleven. Everybody liked, sat where they | age gd of ple. os mare coremony Was was ready punct course you willbe present. Now just come and your dregs, like a good queen; you ad one.” it died Lonly wore = But I don’t f tt { i Ls f pion of rly. ‘Wailea killing Bspa, i 3 t int Mab quantity. said Glare Arundel to Muriel, by me,” ariel, as she entered the room on New-Year’e morning. “ A happy Clare. A the neap of parcels, big and ’ “Yes. Your subjects all bring their Do ; nd Miss Arundel came in dressed for walking, air of skates in ber hand. I want—why, Queen Mab, Muriel, what is the matter? What is it’? she repeated, as Muriel jumped np, showing her quivering £ white with the paroxysm of tears Miss Arundel came up and put her arm round her. ‘ Muriel, what is it? Tell me, dear. Muriel pointed silently to the box which lay own reward, but I think on the whole | 2™ very | badly used,” was Miss Arandel's comment. risked my’ repatation on an unappreciated salute; I fought a gallant fight for distressed beauty: I nearly had to devour a most unp atable humble pie; arid I’ve not even the co! solation of winning the gloves.”* ontactatie | A Curious Fact in Natural History “The ve-box?” said ( “1 don't un- Temple Bar.) Gee nO Claes. TSORSUR- | ise taming xattipen se rapidly that in “Look,” whispeted Muriel, the tears falling | the course of ten or twelve seasons food becomes again. scarce, and, onthe approach ofsome winter ‘Miss Arundel opened the box, took up the | When the food question has become one of life spray of silver ivy, read the motto. «Value of a | Of death, the over-stocked market is relieved by kiss,” attached to’ it, and comprehended inan | 8 expedient unparaileied in its nature among four-tooted animals. This singular little crea- ture is eo local in its habits, that, unless under the circumstances we are about to narrate, it never leaves the mountain regions to establish itself on the plains, where food is more abun- dant. The inhuman suggestion of a modern writer, that oar paapers should be packed into rotten ships which should be sent out to sea and scuttled, is something like the method adopted by the lemmings themselves, to avert the fam- ne which threatens to annihilate the entire en the time for the settlement of the question of partial extermination for the benefit of the race, or total extermination by instant the mistake that M. made. “ And he thought it was you?”* “Yes.” “My darling queen, how thoughtless I have been!” But it shall all be put right.” ‘She kissed Muriel gently. ‘ { missed you at luncheon, and came to drag you off for skating. But you shall rest here instead, so as to beready for dinner this evening.” “Not to-night, pleaded Muriel, ee * Well, itshall be as you like for to-day. Poor child,” said Clare, smoothing the ruttied, ‘ajor Assheton had | lear,” sbining hair.“ Will you ever forgive me?” starvation can no longer be delayed, they as- «Vee, oh, yee; it was not you. semble in countless thousand’ in some of the “Well, I was the cause, so now I must go and | mountain valleys leading into the plains, and | repair the mischief Ihave done. I shail have | the vast army of martyrs being selected, they to eat no end of humblepie with the Major. He won't spare me, I know. (Queen Mab, you don't know the ludicrous state of consternation I am pour across the country in a straight line, a liv- ng stream, often exceeding a mile in length and many yards in breadth, devouring every in at the very thought of the grave, polite way | fen thing in their line of march; the country in which ‘he'll Listen to my story.’ Any other | Over which they have passed looking as if it had man of myown aintance would have felt | been plowed or burned with fire. They march principally by night and in the morning, rest- ing during the day, but never seek to settle in any particular locality, however abundant food may be in it, for their final destination is the ate or inanimate, retards the straight on- ward tide of their advance. When the reindeer rather flattered than not,” added Miss Arun- love-box and left the room. del, najvely. She took up the gi The Major was not easily found. She search- ed in vain through drawing-room, mornipg- room, billiard-room, library; and, in despair, even ventured a peep in the smoking-room. “He am ave gone out, tiresome man," | gets enveloped in the living stream, they will said she. ‘I'll try the school-room, as a lost | Bot even go round its limbs, bat bite its le resource. I can't say I like doing this at all. | Until, in tts agony and terror, it plunges madly | it’s rather awkward to have to deliberately | About, crushing them todeath in hundreds,ant | up tow man, and teli him you Kissed him. I | even killing them with its teeth. Ifa man at~ declare, it won't do; it won't. I'll. carry the | tempts to stemhe living torrent, they leap up- war into his camp aud accuse him of ungentle- on bis legs; {he lay about him with a stick, manly conduct. they seize it with their teeth, and hold on to it with such determined pertinacity that he may swing it rapidly round his head without com- =~ them to lossen their hold. If acorn or hay rick be inthe way,they eat their way through it; and on arriving at the smooth face of rock, they pass round it, forming up in close column again on the vtber side. Lakes, bowever broad, are boldly entered, and the pas- sage attempted, and rivers, however deep ani rapid, are forded, impediments in the water being as boldly faced as those on shore. They been known to pass over a boat and to climb on tothe deck of @ ship, passing without stop or stay into the water on the rurthest side. Their natural instincts are not in abeyance during migration, as females are frequently avon ac- companied by their young and carrying in their teeth some one which had succumbed to the Serve him right for his suspi- cions of Mariel. 1 won't confess; no I wont; but he shall not betieve it was Muriel.” So cogtiating, Miss Arundel opened the *choolroom door. jor Assheton was there, showing his stately height by tidgety walking up anddown. He looked very grave, and not a little perplexed, as if not quite sure that he had not done the right thing. He glanced uj as Clare came in and depos- ited the velvet glove-box with considerable os- tentution on the table; ceased his figety walk, and stood staring at the box with au airof ex” treme astonishment, which Clare enjoyed im mensely. ‘ “This box isfor you, Major Assheton; re- turned with thanks,” said she with an elabo- rately grave air.”” He bowed stitt plain?” | j “Will you please to ex- | where they bathed her in vin | have justified bis ¥ oth and English fluently, and 1m conversation ex I for forgiveneg+, after having insulted you by | hibits an uncommon intensity of mental action and vividness of mental vision. She is fair com- plected and very beautiful, with lastrous eyes, sunny bair and a look of spiritual mater! her countenance. She has sometimes said she could see the forms of ns who fee from her ing and continued, describi saying that she was standi: ure white, her face by | bair illuminated with silver light, | dew drops dripping from her wings. She could | also see her brother, who came close to | her sister's side, Wh: | gave way, and she sank | Worst forebodings of the | ized, and they pre; arents had been r the body for barial | No physician was called, as they sipposed that death bad already fallen upon their child. It ; WAS about 10 o'clock ir the morning when the apparent death occurred. The body was kept | until Sunday afternoon about 4 o'clock, nearly thirty bours, during which time no si | returning life had been uoticed. The fi | at the remai ‘as taken, ‘he coffin was | up and placed in the hearse, and the little cor- tege started for the grave, the parents following the hearse in a carriage. After proceeding some distance and coming down Third street, the quick ear of the sad- den: echo of a familiar of her ebild. Her t ina few moments | <i cry was heard, and in compliance with | the wishes of the mother the hearse was stopped and the coffin drawn ont. The straggles of what was supposed to be the lifeless body could now be plainly heard. The coffin was quickly opened and the child found to be alive, to the amazement and unspeakable delight of the parents. In her struggles she had nearly torn | from herself ber death robes. She was quickly taken from the coffin and rarried into the house of a French lady at hand, ar. She recov- ered her strength rapidly, and in a short time was taken to the home which she had left only a few hours before an apparent corpse. Since that time she has been as well as for the last keep her mind from sig ng tne terrible episode in her young life, fearing that there is 4 fatal fascination in it to her. She says that while others thought her dead she could fee! thetr touch and hear distinct! that was said, but could not move a single muscle or make the slightest sigo. She knew when they dressed her for the coffin, when she was laid in it, and heard the terrible lid fas tened down, but could not make a motion and probably set in motion again by the motion of the vehicle. She describes with singular entbu- staxm and power, for one 80 young, the beatific sights that she saw while entranced, man ferent beings appearing to her in wo! beauty. As we stated. the family have disliked th fair to become public, and have thus f Ceavored to keep it secret, and it was only y: terday that it came to our ears. The Mark Tapley School. Of all the companions who ever drove inno- cent man to the verge of distract probably Mark Tapley must have been the most intolera- bly offensive. He was of course ah ugh Dickens never found if genuine cheerfulness does not in: upon telling the world and himself that he is « jolly” every five minutes; but, apart from the «uestion of sincerity, such & walking platitade, dasbing his wretched little bit of morality in your face whenever you are out of spirits, would SamMAry assassination — aking the stern states. Mark Tapley, un- fortunately. has become the prophet of a pophlar school. ‘The fondness of hix creator tor him proves that Di kers took him to be tigues of the march, which might not be stayed But Miss Arundel was not going to explain | ubtil the helpless one was recruited. Foxes, | any more than she could possibly help. ‘To | \ynxes, weasels, kites, owls, &c.,nover on their | avoid his question she asked another. | line of march and destroy them in hundreds. + Do you always pay your debts by proxy!’ | The fish in the riyers and lakes lay a heavy toll she demanded. npen them, and vast numbers are drowned and “Of course I don’t,” he returned, grimly, as | “ie by ether accidents in ‘flood and field,” but it be could not and would not understand a | tbe survivors, impelled by some irresistible in. Joke then. ‘Why do you ask?” stinct, press onward with no thought of stop- “Because I beg leave to state that this box | Ping, until they lose themselves in the sea, aink- looks ‘uncommonly like it. Isuppose you owe | Mg inits depths as they become exhausted, in somebody a pair of gloves, but you've paid | «uch numbers that for miles their bodies, thrown these inthe wrong piace. Miss Hastings was 2 by the tide, lie putrefying on the shore. the proxy.” | Comparatively few ever return to their native “1 don’t understand,” said he, stitly. haunts, but there can be no doubt that some do ‘He's determined I shall confess and eat | £0, a they have been seen on the return, pursa- humble pie to him, and L won’ thought she. | ng their backward journey in the same tearless It’s too abeurd to have to’explain to aman | *nd determined manner as their advance. that you are ng Paget you ki him. I'D turn the tables on yet.” “You don’t understand, Major Assheton. May 1 ask if you think it acting asa gentleman | n falsely accusing one lady, and wilfully re- | fusing to understand another?” ‘Will you be more explicit’ asked he coldly. “No, I will not explain farther than that | when you sent that box of gloves to Miss Hast- The Cats and “Dogs in Paris During the Siege. {From the Leeds (Eng.) Mercury.) It is a curious question whether animals take notice of the events which are passing around them, but which nevertheless are apparently outside of the sphere of their instinct. M. The- ophile Gautier, the well-known French journal- ist and writer, has raised this question in regard ing, with the motto inside--a vulgar, ungen@le- | to the animals which were in Paris during the manly motto, Major Assheton—you didn un- | siege; and he brings forward several “Facts, enerous, cowardly thing. It wasastabin the | which he says fell under his own observation, to dark. You accused herin your own mind of indelicacy and forwardness; you have wounded her deeply. She would never have vindicated herself, and I must doit for her. You have chosen in your absurd fastidlousness to make a great fuss about a very trifling affair, and now when I assure you that Muriel Hastings has neither part nor parcel in the matter, you re- fuse to believe me, and coolly ask me to ex- prove that they not only took notice of passin, events, but regulated their movements accord- ingly. He observes that the dogs took notice, from the very first day, of the abnormal condi- tion of Paris. The unusual movements of the inhabitants, the almost universal change from civil to military costume, the exercising of the Mobiles and the National Guards on the public parades, the continual sounding of the trampet jain. Is that generous? Is that geotleman- | Pat! 7 Gruss leaps theme combina eae Fy asked she, f wonderfally indignant t snes, | nd beating of drams set them to reflecting. Miss Arundel was not very coherent or lucid | Some “of thom, ref! from the suburbs, ay with their masters. visibly lost, their power of fiuding their way about. They hesitated in the in her accusations. “I may as well accuse him ia pretty set terms while [ am about it,” thought she, “It will be all the better for me in the | choice of streets, were uncertain of their traces, jong ran.” scented their path, and, atevery corner, con fajor Asshoton bore this storm with an ag- | suited some other dog which lived inthe neigh- srgrecingly aniet att. borhood. These saburban dogs were scared at “1 do not believe without proof, Miss Arun-| the noise of passing vehicles, and ran from el,” said he. ‘Of course, since you accuse me | ; while the city dogs scarcely took the so indignantly, it is useless to ask you to tell me | trouble to get out of the wayof the wheels. how the ley spray happened tofall at my feet; | «‘ieyery morning,” says M. Gautier ‘there as- or hay the only person in view when I awoke | .¢mbled before our door what appeared to be a happened to have on a gray dress precisely like | conncil of dogs, presided over Bs broad- Miss Hastings?" i backed, bandy-legged, brown and yellow terrier. “Major Assheton, you are incorrigibly dense, not to say incorrigibly susp'cious. There are a dozen gray dresses in the house, any one of which might be mistaken for Muriel’s. As to the ivy,” added she, laughing and biushing, ‘The other dogs paid him great doference, aud listened to him attentively. It wasevident that be spoke to them, not after the manner of m inan articulate language, but by short bar! varted mutterings, pursing of the lips, move- “*you will nave to tal 'y word that it was not | ments of the tail, and expressive play of the Maricl’s hand tha: dropped it. My private | Thysiognomy. Every now and then a new com- opinion is that it was t ubiquitous animal, | oy seemed to bring news; and the council com- the cat.” mented on it. and after a while dispersed.” This | jajor Assheton tried to look satisfied, went on during the first month or two of the think that you ought to sgrwsee hen bread was plentiful, the stock of Muriel better,” she continued, ‘than to sup- | se8e> Ww beef was still considerable, and the dearness of pose would kiss you, unasked, even if you rage rendered horse-meat abundant. The an- were asleep. It's no such very great me | imais did not suffer then; but soon things began after all, but at least she’s far too shy to have | to ch and their rations diminished as those done it. "I am only too vexed with you for be- | or men did. The poor creatures coald not un- leving it for a moment.” Gerstand it, it, and gazed at their owners with wou- derful eyes when their meagre pittance was before them. They seemed to ask what At any rate, the Major believed it no longer; indeed, he had a very shrewd a not only laced ho didn’t do it, but who did. However, he Mu Beue Ge bees putea. Senay ane id nothing; 80 Clare continued, looking virtu- | {ue abandoned their dogs, not having the cour- ously indignant: “I shall not cond to ex- | age to kill them; and these animals were to be plain any more. mission is to return the | geen at night wandering, like shadows, near the box of gloves, with Miss Hastings’ thanks, and | watts, trying to indace kind-looking persons tiled ond lady bf your sunpiclons, and irre- | Suara nicy on, then. , MC Gautier says he was alted one ® ually to m, ui inlevably offended afother by your tabellet in | $2Rte ries all the wlle,/and inet en vont "4 ‘noses: is han hil neo saving this, Miss Arundel swept out of the | ing to put ple looked at them ia room with an elaborate air of injured dignity, Kady: Leigh's droesing-fooms and gave her a "8 ing-room inticcosehonwans of the scene, bellishments. “Now, Cecile, don’ palatable pie, and his serene high-and-mighti- , under pretense of ca- would an to perceive that nae re admirable type of character; and ac- cordingly be set to work proving in a hundred «ferent ways that he ought to make the best things, to look at the bright side ef the world, ond, 80 far as our own life is concerned, to ig- ore the fact that it is full of dark shadows and vinous forebodings. Although this school has fortunately declined in favor, itsfavoritedogma -till retains a wile ‘popularity, and a few max- | ims +re more irr tating when retailed for private consumpUon, or more mischievous in their bear- ‘ng npon public affairs. For the doctrine prac- tically cc mes te this, that we are to reconcile our- selves to the inevitable hardships of life, not py .weommodating ourselves to them as weil as we can, but by making believe that they do not exist. It is well and right that human bein, Lould retain as much cheerfulness as is compat- e with the m of anything like a soul. A thivking man cannot go through the battle of life in @ state of rollicking exhilaration, but ‘9 get what happiness we can is plainly desira- is mind, after t bl ‘verybody has to make up a few years of experience, how he will sim a this end; and that man certai g Aye) the wisest choice whose provision for life mciudes the smallest amount of jillusions, Most peop'e arrange matters so as te put up with the evils that might be remedied, and to attempt to meet the irremediable by blandly ing them. ‘They run up a veil which serves pretty well for # time, and enables them to denounce as a cynic everybody who likes to look thi hut which of course disappears really wanted.— Saturday Revie ing = Vicious Horse. A be: nd high-spirited horse woul! vever allow a shoe to be put on his feet or any verson to handle his feet, without a resort to every species of power and means to controt him, At one time he was nearly oripplod by \eing put in the stocks; he wae afterwards thrown down and fettered; at another time, just when it is was unable to manage him by the aid of es many bands as could approach. attempt tofehoe this horse, recently, he re- visted all efforts, kicked aside everything but »n anvil, and came near killing himself against that, and finally was brought back to ing stable unshod. This was his only detect: all n perfectly docile, and espectaily | Gut this defect was just on the ove of consign- other respects be was gentle and im harness. ing him to the plough, where he might work barctoot, when, by mere mt, an officer in our service, lately returned from ' Mexico, was parsing, and being made acquainted with the aiffienity, applied a complete remedy by the illowing simple process :—He took a cord about mouth of the horse like a bit, and tied it rightly on the animal’s head, passing his left ear under the string, not ‘painfully tight, tut tight enough to keep the ear down and the cord in its place. This done, he patted the horse gently on the side of the head, and commanded him to follow; and instantly the horse obeyed, y'subaued and as gentle and obedient as a well-trained dog; suffering bis feet to be lifted with enti impunity, acting in all like an old stager. That simple string thus tied made him at once docile and obedient as any one could desire. The gen'l-man who thus furnished this y be to shoe New York Commercial Advertiser. Popelar Scouse Mout : We read that the curse aa Pronounced nt “Uy thy belly though | ness state of blissful ignorance as to ‘called or whistied to ecu ten lereek Iepextloslgesen his pte Bee Tag oe See = Tan ge und contre Guess ment!” | Call, see Gere room. remained m! mem! A few hours Muriel, looking still | ever, was only dreaming in apposrance; for Huge to the behool-room, Hi if-pasteoren, Toaand shoviog ridor to the it was half-; wing por ge opto nrlenn g oy gees] ‘any one at all suspicious. ewe Sy she po Bey |, was all aglow with a Albany us has splendid fire, and on a round table, drawn close Aas game Sa up te it, wae spread. ss tavinng eens we ‘are much stronger table; the silver and china of eer- ok Meret at vice all shining in the dazzling light. fn the old Muriel sat down on a low She barrels, and why not pa: window of the ote iw wise «cheaper and dow. A That had waltea peieny there pi a oe ‘usefal in the Rin a are ‘extensive use for in this cold, wet ‘obtain, but in the there seems no rea- setae ie fl f i | H i downware many curves H I fiyee il i : £ 5 iB £ q if 5Be es head i i iti | errs eee, 1 of June lxst. She speaks French, German few months. Her parents make every effort to | was utterly powerless until the hearse had gone | some distance, when the physical forces were | dit- | jertul | course from the point of view | in the face, | ene of our most experienced horse-shoers | in an) the size of a common bedcord, put it in the | or groom the anima. upon the shalt go,” 8. rite i Teceive deposits only eurlls p m.sto In on deposits. Uvilections made, and SAVINGS AND TRUST o frolic.” | one, my wife,” murmured he caressingly, as died, and as her sincerity could not be doubted, COMPANY BANKING He sought her in the schoolroom after break- | bent down his head to kiss her soft lips. “Am | this caused some alarm in the minds of her par- 1607 PENNSYLVANIA AVEEURB. fast, but she was not there, He waited pa-| I quite forgiven?” enta. The health of the child bas not been at ae cag hia “anvensin, tae pate ab as Growing seer ics sacks noes che ache hoe ates ALL PROFITS a / e o er room in an nh ulder, ie ee! yw ‘thi a 7 distress, and was pacing it up aud dows af we | enough under bis earnest pare, One saying Chat the could tee her de0d sleter Leet Dae say her that frat night pace up and down the | | “Give mes token then. Muriel. Task it | who came near her in an angel form and spok Dowras es school im, s! en a ion of sobs; her time,” ¢ significantly. 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