A TA saieetinsie incerta < CF ka= A very singular accident: happened: to a man at Leyden, New York, the other day. He had just finished Bme rae anitaiee: ie er a ackee or valtnray, ao “Oh, Mrs. Paisley!’ cried the poor girl, seareely able to she went the memories of the past thronged back upon something in it of sternness. eating his VPP. and was leaning backward from the face’ by friction. Plated ware cleaned and polished with | articulate the words. “If you only knew! “Ibis Grenatul’ her. What asad change a forinighthad wrought. Now|” This is a pleasure, mademoiselle, quite unexpected,”’ table, with his chair balanced on its hind legs, picking oo a last or on age. It hi not inigpasne reer dreadful! Can you help me?”? ot 08 Fae f Cen alone—aione in Ripplebrook Lodge—alone in| saidhe. “1. aia not think to find you here; and now per- ee ae ee ra cee Ps er a? ae te , leather or paint. Et e tiele that will give |: ayy * Orie i ar world! Gi I s my pre i j jon— j £7 - : rae : A ~ Q p s only az ticle wi ve ‘ What is the ma’ ” AT : ; haps my presence is an intrusion—an unwelcome jntru falling, he plunged the knife into. his left breast, inflicting a terrible wound. The timely arrival of a surgeon saved his life, but he came very near bleeding to death. “Rae A Philadelphia journal states that, about a year since, a childin that city, 18 months old, swallowed an open-ended thimble, and has since been unable to take anything but liquids into itsstomach. Itis believed that the thimble is lodged in the «esophagus; and.yet some 20 physicians have sought for it again and again to no pur- pose. child does not seem to sutfer from the accident, eet OR, h spectéd the poor girl who, of alk the late inmates of the | ten— ich he would never do, since he has a liking in- being quite as healthy and robust as at the time of the oc- * The ‘Ex th t ¢ by iti arr f her, t eee a the only one who had shown her any real) stead of a distaste for hit ay et repeat, had he so |currence. ? ne r m so » al ose ee ; : L. cup written, not have broken off our engagement. The mails are the medium for the transportation ati ae Pt nemy a ame een. What to dot? Ditaye It is needless to dwell in detail on Olive’s many mental pee ; ot have married you without his blessing Pe gis many curious packages. There was received if a sTORY OF ENGLISH SOCT. * J}. _Mrs. Paisley comforted the poor girl sufferings during the next few days. In one way and an-| and con was so pledged to you in honor and in | a¢ the post office in Reading, Pa., recently, a consignment 4 RoE ee ad, PROT re cae 1 UG ; able, and bade her cheer up and not. | other the necessary sum of money was raised to pay the | heart that Lsh have considered myself bound to celi- | of Italian bees, which were being forwarded to a person vie By Nellie Longstreet, manner of having li - | claim of Messrs. Darton & Lamb without the disgrace of} hacy for Ail that is over now, however.” | on the Reading and Columbia Railroad, They were con- : a _ oy) Selves, are dit in others; a os aay: 4 sale of furniture, but long before the men sent} — «I shi cried Gustave, and he clenched his | fined in a contrivance resembling a mouse-trap, consist- ~ I*Markham’s Secret,” was commenced in No. 36. Back Nos. ‘Olive was >in a business, m nad’ do to TARE POs ession of the eon chattels head wi nds “Mabel Carrington, I have loved | ing of a square block of wood, with an auger hole bored os z can be obtained from any News Agent in the United States.) LC SC,” hot ot it ete’ Pattenden of ou Markham you. so madly and so-desperately that I could have sacri- | through it. A thin wire sieve placed over each aperature 4 © ee jounted to this. Tl nionths since Rawdon | Rousehold had'spread ae > iden: ad! ue Is,” ac- | feed life itself for your sake. Life, indeed, since this bit- | constituted the windows of this miniature prison-house, » OHAPTER XII. Markham had signed his name to a bill for five hundred et on te aint 35h impnediate payment, | ter disappointment, has seemed worthiess, nay, hatefulto | - Se havine Mika AueUt, bt tT teritihal wee. é! Ge ; ‘ pounds, which bill 1 had come into the possession of Messrs. | ached Olive at all hours of the day. We he a3 me: but self-slaughter is a cowardly, a selfish way ofes- | _ S®- By Raving USAW! S$ about him and a plentitul sup i gyuee eee in Be aie commiseration for Mrs. | Harton’& Lamb. They had written to remind Mr. Mark- | ,,22ere are many people who live in an atmosphere of] caping from evil and pain. My good parents love me. 1'| Piyol eggs, @ man ae ae 7. cM 5 the oe of his reville Paisley, almost forgot the unfriendly feelings she | jam of the payment a few days before it became due, and | “little bills,” and whose motto is never pay to-day what | must live, then, for their sakes. My beloved country is - . 2 Dd re carina: thinking it eit ke had previously nourished towaru that lady, and her only desire Boe Per to show sympathy to Mus. Paisley in her eat bereavement, She feared even to harrow Mrs. receiying no answer, and discovering on inguiry that he had eft his home, none knew why, they had sent down one of their clerks, with a couple of broker’s men, to get you can — off till to-morrow, but to innocent Olive every ae orp or money was like a sword-thrust, and she felt so bitterly humiliated that she did not dare yenture out of in danger and distress. head then to the yoke; I not utter one I must fight for her. submitted to suffer, and I did word of reproach toward you, Tbent my although it anum. Given over by the frightened neighbors for as terrified victim the whites of fifteen eggs, good as dead, her husband at once administered to the | which com- — aisle nd by referring to it; but she need haye been : , ‘ f ; ‘i -of ng: ss : ae 8 7 | their money by hook or by crook; so th doors for fear of encountering any of her father’s cred to me that you had torn out my heart by the roots. : under sac, apprehension, for, outwardly at all events, greeted Olive on her return roms th ft Reba Sens that | store, Kg ay ae rat ges Bae Rt teapart yaar feet, But now | letely neutralized the effects of the poison, a ) Mrs. Greville Paisley armoré concerned as to how | fogs she was prepared on her father’s behalf instantly to| The total amount was nothing. wery over lie yon deny having written me this letter of dismissal. Do | | a> In a town in Ohio, not long ago, the women went § ‘pay down five hundred and odd, pounds, the furniture of nothing that Olive, with the con of the jewel-« to} you deny it?” in bands of two and three, with their knitting and sew- — w * through all its stages. ae Br. ata . The Ripplebrook dressmaker, who had received full a _ ample instructions, had acquitted’ herself creditably, an * those were not wanting to declare tliat never had the un- -. fortunate lady appeared to such advantage as she did in “her widow’s weeds. ~ : It is not necessary for us to follow the coroner’s inquiry No facts of any importance were elicited during the inquest which are not already known to the reader, and thewerdict, as a matter of course, was, The remains of Thomas (Tad) Lincoln, son of the late President, were removed from Chicago, where he died, to Springfield and buried. a> A bear, perfectly white, with the exception of blaek ears and a black line down its back, was recently shot at Siskiyou, Oregon. nap Forty-two German authors dedicated their books to Queen Victoria last year. Ten of them received pres- ents, and the other thirty-two only got letters. Ra= The amount of soda water drank in this country may be judged by the fact that Boston sells 1,000 fountains . full vinto her face with her large, innocent, trusting eyes, : nSihde : @ vear.” ri : . > articulate 4 _— misfortune was considered a worse disease than small-pox “T gave as my reason—I?’ cried Mabel. “Oh, Mon- | 2 year. : and, With a tongue that could hardly articulate, asked for and that Mrs, Monkhouse dreaded contamination by speak- | sieur de Porme, somebody has played us most cruelly | agp It costs six times as much to collect the internal » mews of what had happened. ina matter: 4act way Mrs. Paisley told her of the ver- oti or persons un- known. It’s very sad, is it not? Thepolice bie confident u will find out the assassins, my dear. The police rally are confident. Poor Greville!” The Wandkerchief went up to her eyes to hide the tears that were not there. “How terribly you must have suffered,’’ said Olive, in an awe-struck voice. A “Oh, terribly. By the way, Olive, if I may take the lib- erty—luncheon’s: gone down, of course—a glass of sherr. and a biscuit. Thank you, dear.’’ : Olive rang the bell and gave the order in amazement. She, who had no connection, with no share in the tragedy, had hardly eaten a mouthful the whole day, had never even thought of such a thing as luncheon, yet the person migst nearly concerned could talk coolly and quietly of events which would have driven Olive mad, and asked for sherry and biscuits as if she had merely been for a pleas- ure drive or to pay a morning call. In the course of the afternoon Olive made two or three fresh attempts to condole with Mrs. Greville Paisley, but, like the others, they proved failures, Olive, repulsed, though unintentionally, her sympathy slighted, and her motives misunderstood, left the young widow alone, and, conquering her own feelings to the best of her ability, gave herself up to calmly reflecting on ne poaeiek of Captain Paisley as affecting her father and erself, : The more she thought over the matter the more per- plexing it appeared to her. It seemed to her as if she was By Amaze from. which there was no escape. 'On every side’ she was surrounded b7 suspicious circumstances, butin no one instance was there complete evidence of anything; and she sat turning and twisting each piece to Seehow it might be made to fit, till, brain-weary, she sank into a deep sleep, from which she did not awake for some hours, CHAPTER XIII, OR _ Two days after the inquest, Captain Paisley was buried im Ripplebrook churchyard. Never since the day when the last lord. of Chambercombe had been borne to his final resting place had there been such a crowd collected to- gether, but only a few were admitied. within the church. 4 When the deep-oned bell spoke with ifs iron-tongued CHAPTER XIV. After all, the explanation of the five hundred pound check was simple enough. Sir Lionel Marston, in the ex- cess of his pity and admiration for the young widow, had offered her his services, begging her to make use ofhim in any and every way. rs. Greville Paisley, with be- coming hesitation and bashfulness, explained that until she could realize her husband’s property she was almost without ready money. Might he not, said Sir Lionel Marston, have the pleasure ofadvancing Mrs, Paisley anything she required? But Mrs. Paisley said, Oh, no, she couldn’t hear of such a thing. She simply wanted him to tell her of any respect- able business manin London who would advance her what money she might require on undoubted security, Sir Lionel declared himself to be a respectable business man, and as to his being in London what did that matter? Let him do it. How much did she want? “Five hundred pounds,’’ said Mrs. Greville Paisley, without hesitation. The owner of Chambercombe winced. He had imagin- ed a fifth part of the amount at the very most would be the extent of her demand; but he had gone too far to re- tract, and he looked at the lustrous eyes and the glossy hair, and promised a check the next day. He kept his promise, though not without sundry qualms and misgiv- ings, for Mrs. Greville Paisley had said not another word on the subject of security. Having obtained this money for herself and her own uses, was the lady to be blamed that she did not instant- ly produce the check when that exact amount would have freed, Ripplebrook, Lodge from its intruders and made Olive happy? There was a great scene in Olive’s bedroom that night. Long after the usual hour for retiring to rest, Olive, who had no thought of sleep, called Cora and Alice, “LT want to speak to you, sisters,’’ said Olive, and her manner was solemn, her fone grave. Cora and Alice, who were inclined to grumbie at being disturbed, saw plainly that if was for no light reason they had been summoned by their elder sister. “Cora and Alice,” she continued, “you know misfor- tunes are pressing upon us, but as yes you hardly dream of their extent. We are ruined and disgraced. There are men now in the house who, in the name of the law, will seize everything it contains, The very beds we sicep ip. to-hight are theirs, not ours—the chairs we sit upon are ing to one in trouble. She flushed scarlet at the insult, but was powerless to ‘resent it. Shrinking into a corner, she sat waiting patient- ly for the time when she might take her ticket for London. The Menkhouse rustled first to the pay-place. “Three firsts to’ London,” she said, ‘‘and we wish to travel alone—please see to it.” W “Certainly, ma’am—certainly!* answered the obsequi- ous station-master. ‘Three firsts.» Train due in five minutes, ma’am—carriage to yourself if possible, Mrs. Monkhouse—certainly, ma’am!’’ Then came Olive’s turn. ~ “Two second-class to London, pleasé, and when does the train arrive? \ He seconds—thirteen-ten—there's a time-table on the wall. Olive, with her quick sensitiveness, did not fail to notice the difference in the style of address, and shesighed as she thought of the alteration since the last time she had been | to Ripplebrook Junction station. She sighed with regret, not at the loss of the doubtful grandeur ofa station-master's civility, buf at the know- ledge that this little scene was the representation of the world in miniature, and that she must be prepared to face slights, rebuffs, and even insults in the lifeshe had deter- mined upon following. “But come what may," she said to herself, resolutely, “T"li still be faithful to my trust.” It is a long ridefrom Ripplebrook to London, and after the first hour fatigue, consequent upon insufficient rest for many, many nights past, told upon Olive, and in the ‘corner of the carriage she sank into an uneasy and fitful slumber, fo awake with a-start some hours later ina strange scene. “Now then, miss—any luggage?” said a rough voice. ‘Whatis it? Where am 1?” Olive asked as she passed her hands across her bewildered eyes. “London; Euston Square. Look sharp!” false. Will you let me see the letter 7” : “Gustave went up-stairs to his private apartment in the Hotel des Forets. He returned in a few minutes bearing a packet of letters in his hand. These letters he placed before Mabel with every token of respect. : “Read those, mademoiselle,”’ he cried, ‘‘and then judge me as you will afterward.” Mabel took them in her hand and glanced over them. “Why,” she cried, eagerly, ‘‘these are not my writing. are written in French.” Then Mabel read a few sentences. Cold sentences were they, worded with a preciseness and a propriety that would almosf have done honor to one of Mabel’s old goy- ernesses, the Miss Singletons. Presently her eyes flashed and her chéeks burned. : : ““Why,’? she cried, ‘‘this is Madame Maisonette’s writ- ing; I have often seen her writing. And you supposed, Monsieur de-l’Orme that I was the writer of these letters ? then you have never seen Iy own handwriting?’ ‘ever, cried Gustave. ‘And you have never seen mine?’ ¢ The lovers looked at each other in amazement. : ‘It ig still all a mystery tome,’ cried Mabel, with a puzzled air. ‘‘Your father called at the chateau to see Madame Maisonette.”’ “Called to see you!’ cried Gustave, ‘‘but was shown into aroom where he was met by Madame Maisonette, who informed him that you were engaged now to be mar- ried to an Englishman, whom you had never seen, but whom your father had chosen for you; he was coming from India with your father. Madame Maisonette said many things, apparently to) try and comfort my father who was very much disappointed. Shesaid that you were not sufficiently of a. good family to enter into ours, that you were a flirt, and that English manners on the whole were terribly incorrect.” “Then,” cried Mabel, “Madame Maisonette has done So it was that Olive Markham arrived at the end of her journey, and found herself far, far away from her child- hood’s home, in the great metropolis, without a friend, and with the knowledge that from that moment commen- ced & new epoch in her existence—that from that moment the country home and all its endeared beiongings must be Strange to her, and that in their place would come new ‘JHaces, new faces, new surroundings—a new life, ’ (eho Gontinucdy stall; she has separated us. Not only did she confiscate your letters, but mine, which I confided to one of the ser- vants, she’seized upon likewise; then, besides, she must have forged all these letters in my name. It was very daring, for if you had known my handwriting, you would have discovered the fraud at once.’ ; “She mustin some cunning way bave discovered that I did not knew if!’ cried Gustave, “But what a diabolical creature.” My letters to you were always written in English; these. revenue in Maine as it dées in Massachusetts, because the people live farther apart. _ gap They celebrated the Fourth of J uly in Belfast, Ire- land, by launching a new ocean steamer and christening it “The Republic.” branch office in Paris. f aa New Hampshire is still running a stage built in 1826, HAvE you read the opening part of “The Arch-Plotter ?”’ If not, do so at once, for. it is a story which will hold the attention entranced from chapter to chapter. The inci- and mysterious that the curiosity of the reader impels him to follow its swift-changing scenes with intense anxiety, that he may quickly discover the next cunning scheme of “The Arch-Piotter.”’ ————_+-9+___—_— RECENT PUBLICATIONS. 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This Ras A New York fire insurance company has opened a with the proviso that if he ever — offered the farm for sale, the property siould be forfeited” dents are novel and startling, and the plot is so ingenious ~ : A DAY, with Stencil Tools. Samples free. Address | lament, all eyes were turned in the direction whence the | theirs—unless by to-morrow orni ‘ y for P *Prejudic judic sai $10 A, E. GRAHAM, Springfield, Vé. w33-4t sable procession was expected. father the nk of five paoaes eae si alia’ sc THE LIFE-BUD. letenianon tlieee oa ee ee ee ee on { aes It came at last. Nothing could be simpler. A plain} ‘Five hundred pounds!” echoed the two girls, astonish- | Judson Preston Street, infor ranct Re ence te Tet aioe. antosace ees ate $150 A MONTH! EMPLOYMENT! hearse and one mourning coach, but the strange. thing |ed, and then Olive explained to them the Kile matter, — rr sireet, died July Thin, 171, ne or inolich eirt shoe 1d tees Finto & Boor reich | . -. EXTRA INDUCEMENTS! was that when the pall-covered coffin kad been removed, | When she concluded the narration there was a dead si- indeed, so thoroughly does madame hat thar Bate | ss HORSHend WAGON for Agents. We desire to | he vartage-door was opencd, and there descended from |Jence. BS OR ee base an opinion dank ghacbutepialy. ones tant Thonn Be : A Siioy agents for aterm of seven years, to sell the Buckeye | it (wo mourners, both women—the widow the one, the “It was most unkind of papa to leave usin such diffi- Born but to blossom believe she thinks she was doing you * oer ee | $20 ghuttic Sewing Machines, It makes a stitch alike on boch | other, Olive Markham. ar i culties,’’ said Alice, at length. ; i preventing you from marryin te ” , Ce sides, and is the bestlow priced, licensed machine in the world. Mrs. Greville Paisley had resolutely declined inviting “Silence!? Oiive cried,and her eyes flashed angrily. In henabeennncks: “Infamous wretch!’ brie Gu stave, through hi i A. HENDERSON & CO., Cleveland, Ohio, or St. Louis, Mo. | any of her own or her husband's friends»or relations to | ‘How dare you speak a word against him? Has he not Called to the bosom teeth. ‘Oh, that she wane a ant yer Scene 4-52t. ee ne the funeral; she had wished to be the sole mourner, but | ever been the kindest and most affectionate father to us?}. Of Almighty Power; “How thankful Lam .that.she is not,’’ rejoined Mabel 4 } THE IMPR ove BUPIEE SEWING wires Olive had proposed to accompany her, and she had ac- | No, no; whateyer the secyet of this mystery may be, rest While we mourn blindly, with asmile. ‘Gustave, I have suffered ae aauch a sai ‘ ; pts ‘Speedy. noiseless, and durable. Soldon accommodating terms. cemmod a omer, hough ee a peggy og ye ansamed it Wangs eho fae blame, : In sorrow and pain, have, more than you have. You have been in action * i + oo tkberst discounts to Agents. Apply for. Samples and Condi- young, sensitive girl still more plainly than she had seen Still, Olive,’? pleaded Cora, “‘it’s very hard to lose all What micht be kind! Your life has been full of events—terrible events, it is 3 3 ned Apaghee Penns mec NY. ober | it before how little the newly-made widow entered into or | our.pretty things,”’ jit ‘ oe ton eae i cgitement Migs has badn : nsidjtiens © Empire SM, Co: 294 Bowery, N.Y. w7-ly. [1 > ) pretty gs. “crabs 4 epcoairy } —but still. you have had excitement. My life has b a &. ANI Aid) MERVOUS DERILITY and UHibe |) cumshe mournfnl solemnity of the cocasln. “It's a Shame,”, chimed in Alice. Our loss; but its gain! passed in ‘monotony, my companions rage been little yb i aa MEDIKON KS. jmorders cured without. taking {.. AShes to ashes, dust to dust,” and the earth rattled} ‘Hard or not hard, shame.or no shame, it is a thing we ees children and the coietcnlty Bross yk hee Mal. | | | IT TIN Ut Sones GETEs & STELL, > | down into the grave, the last words were read, the book | cannot prevent,” answered Olive, practically. “It is not | ae sanette, I have Shen. compelion 16 liste to lectures, | ‘7 BEI rn - 101 West 42d Street, N. ¥. City. | was closed, and the crowd dispersed, while Mrs, Greville | to spend time, in useless lamentations that I have catled Seaming Bia will, which have reminded me of - rb a aes pre: chal : ig oat 4: AYONTHE easily made with Stencil and Paisley and Olive walked slowly and sadly back to the | youhere; it isin order that you. may, with mé, look the’ Dear ties to sever, by ignorant, uninspired, and Hckioae itinerant. ceeck ‘ 19 Ua: j 7 = % = . . a . 4 * we , s , - ‘ oa 250 Key-Check Dies. Secure Circular. and ees a = his hati ‘hand ; Si a BAppAlLY; We Facen, Lika BRS i Vite aes. ers, of which we have some, you know, in England. | ts a Samples, free’ SUM. SPENCER, Brattle vt Ww32-26t Standing by it, in black, his hatin his hand, was Sir here was something in Olive’s manner which com- Waste not in grieving never considered that Madame Maisonette really loved | a & be) ree: SUI MUSPED . harm, + 2 Lion2l Marston. He shook hands with Mrs. Greville manded their silent attention. However muchthey might Time better spent goodness for its own sake; but.do you know I consider | = % > ANTED.—LADIES AND GENTLEMEN TO SOUICIT } Paisley, and, as he did so, placed in her hand a sealed en- | at times be inclined to rebel against her authority, they . Lape? her so cunni a el that 1 , is § V aa cotons for Capiain. Glazier’s new book, “Tunux | velope. ; ’ . never dared to do.so when in her presence, : donipbellering Weba eieed anne rrovanetiureds. hag ; a _YgARs IN THE FEDERAL CAVALRY.” The most thrilling, popu-| “What I promised?’ said he. fib ‘The facts are these,’? she continued. ‘We are almost Our good is meant! SUe At opoe ant eam ” eT Z : ‘far and best selling work of the day. Anybody cam sell it. Every-| cp 7 ank 1 i ] ) i ; 6 ; the i hous : SAO SAE es ORCS SM UStaearE ; , Shodnbuyit, oSola.gby.As : ISON & GC Thank you, thank you,” she answvered in a lowtone, | without money, and to-morrow the furniture of our house Lessons thus given,’ ee ” cri ve, sf , Rate colathy Agents only. Hu FERGUSON & CO. : ( c Ee answered i e c AC re tne € ssons thus given, ou are wise, my adored Mabel!’’ cried Gustave. “And rt Bleecker St., New York want.” | her fine eyes beaming. with gratitude, “Oh, dear Sir} wilkibe taken fromus. What.are we to do? Hard thoust - now am I to. consider that all is as it was bef that I 14 Lo : “| Fionel, how can I ever repay you for your kindness?) “Mrs. Greville Paisley has invited us all to stay wi oFo though ARey S4gM, 7 5 in? Will abe 10 14 Lo SSS ti ionel, how rer repay y or 1 y ay with J have lost my Mabel only to find her again? « Will she love i: . SLOOU 7° $3000 A YEAR TO AGENTS OF EITHER |) Then she stepped into, the mourning coach, followed by | her.” a Lead toward Heaven tae andiinneae ae iashaaliaanel 3 5: dake Sess e Sex. sn ae EDSON oc 6 Olive, who had gazed in wonder at the ilitle scene, and “Mrs. Greville Paisley is not a good friend for you, nor Where the stars beam— “More than ever,’’ said Mabel, warmly t Met ceme iN ae Nass 0” | the two women were driven back to the lodge. do I believe her house a fit home for my sisters.” Stars ever gleaming Then Gustaye caught her passionately to his heart, and ; A # DARL Sy hs SOSERIP Rr) eS “iW hat was that aie Ligne) gave you. ny ive Rage oth i “Oh, Olive, how ean yousay so? It ie you a0 are cruel *Round the bright throne, their Vows were renewed. * ba j Rs, yyy ® he question may have been a rude ’ c Oo papa now. Didn’t he tell you himself she was his Lie’ - i i $ a oh as he New Wilson Under-Feed. of the circumstance almost justified if. | dearest and best friend? Didn't he repeat it in the letter , Bo arn ay et f em ry va a f He ae THE BEST & CHEAPEST “Something he promised me,” Mrs. Paisley answered, | he wrote after he—he—left_Ripplebrook? Youare preju- — : ADELA, the Mexican girl, the heroine in Captain Mayne ; fe t Rei FIRST CLASS SHUTTLE *| and she put the envelope carefully inside her dress with- diced against her, Olive. Surely, if papa brought. her to > Reid’s exciting story of ‘‘THE LONE RANCHE,”’ isa charm- j : SEWING MACHINE out, opening it. / >) his house and introduced ber to us as his dear friend, it is « i ati i ; ; 3 IN THE WORLD. ‘Olive asked no, more questions, but wondered—won- | not for us tosay a word.” . ; ; Mab el Carrin ton e ing creation. Beautiful, accomplished, pure, and brave, : ; Ai Warranted for five years, dered whoand what Mrs, Paisley might be, wondered | Olive was nonplussed. Nobody knew better than her- Ss 9. {20 wonder that Frank Hamersley thought her an angel canis ken ei how it;was she managed to obtain so great an influence Self that there was not a single real charge of any de- OR, as she rescued him from an appalling fate. | 45 million of dollars, BI eee ee aa ees CORAL Rad 805 [ee Rett tebes hoe maiked fer era WAT TING DPWO YEARS : : * and wonder y e . ny | Knew t e herself disliked her—disliked her now all) ¥ / . oP rau ; 4 SAGENTS: WANTED share in, any knowledge of, the mystery She was trying | the more for her want of heart, under circumstances that — ' [TEMS OF INTEREST ‘ , gin unoccupied territory. to solve. ’ might haye animated a statue. , si y 4 a! tig) ° ; ; iaFor particulars aalvess 9 Olive’s maid met hex ja the halt on Mey retaie to the} It is needless to repeat here the conversation which en-} _ = y the Peerless Author ° j . = ; i ouse, and informed her that three ‘odd men” were | sued on the subject, the two youngsisters arguing against | OF “FP RLESS CA'THLEEN,” “LADY OF Le i , < s well £ ge Seer mht waiting to see her. 5 ; the elder; let it suffice that neither side was convinced, | | GRAND COURT,” etc., ete, ae arena shen otlerton, Te ite the wien bf awn i Mons Re taahce RI ’ “What can they want with me?” 4 and that when, at: a Tate, or, rather, an early hour, they i * aa d Sea te eA Oe Bak Nog Joseph and Ann E. Finley ot Monroe county, Ohio) with ; Philadel whi Net “J can’t say, miss.’ 3 wished each other good night, it was with the understand- | | | pea Cotrington eee ee he United Stat ack Nos. can} + neads, four arms, and two legs—all upon a single bod i —_ = : tos i ae Piialede lea. “| won't see them, Iam not ina fit state to see any | ing that Gora-and Alice were’ to accept Mrs. Paisiey’s in- J D° Ov\ainsl momany cvs TAT pyeny th etter The first.half or.head of the girl—for Sach. wes ia bon rane fakery mee PS Ome +3 c one to-day.’ Vitation. + / é died at fiye, and the secon bout éi "clock on the Eanes ee, epee eT “So I told ‘em, miss; them was my very words; and I| | On the following afternoon a carriage, which had been} |, shi Ki sags aot fat te ) Shed. Mabel #4 evening or ihe 18th inst. He Ay tack belted exceuiene ° : 3. ’ P: s rs told. ’em about the murder and the funeral and all that; | ordered from the village,drew up at the front door of Do not send ‘him. in here, madame,” cried Mabel. health from its birth, a period of nine Menthe till within a oe 5S