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NEW YORK, SATURDAY, JAN. 2, 1592,
THE NEW YORK FIRESIDE COMPANION.
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ID PARIS YOUNG LADIES FASHION BAZAR
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EORGE MUNRO,
Publisher Fireside Companion,
AMANTIUM IR-E.
BY SOMERVILLE GIBNEY,
course I'm a fool to gore down to the place,
She dome’t care that for me: how could ae, pray?
‘Although fort tha Toasurot know T must pay—
But then, to spend Chrisimasin charnbers, ip town,
ook ou by all aa dernier ressort,
where every one else ts toe
‘And you are alone mid great London
Tcoulda't stand that, s0—I know I'm a fool—
*Lsaakly said “yee "to my wocle's inv
And rusting ber colinee uty pasion would coo
up my thi re to-nighk,
Til show hee that feat b fulas wel
‘hat beara ar not playtbior toy eth and brea,
rik ow ber i've atieriy fast ot her apell
‘Abd bow, itty case
Fistmas what glorious times wa had here,
ta eas what skating, what " spoons” when
‘Twas au Jadiscovered
ayabne see tosh rues find had grown,
only last summer again att
iy lore grew but stronger, ull fe came, and then
Our paths from thy it began to di
'Tcoetainiy azn tho thoet jealche of me
cher than that, I was elum and unkind,
And, furt
‘And Sirted a little: inyaelt TH admit,
‘Though in it no pleasure nor tun
a Ton care for]
By Jove! she's a sweet litte d
‘She's not & bad girl, as
Ido wish that fello
er! Bhe's nothing tome.
ception is at an ond, Do with me in your anger as
you wilt. Here is the fatal letter.”
Sho drow a folded paper from er, pocket, Git:
bert Varneek, very, very pale, took a and
read it, Tt Was written to @ wan’ a big,
slap-dash fst—on the cone Tee
1 N#LL,— —Yon'llo 0} ae 1 Gee
ante t oare are o8y. wher a ey | igh on es for! Sis
ut alive you expects
dm
fint thing T did, on leaving the stone juz 0 in
quire about the family, Judge of my grief on hear-
{ng the governor was dead-—sudgo of my delight on
hearing you had found your rich husband, and were
living inthe tallest sort of clover, don’ tn Mary-
land! Now, my fe ere’s What’s the mat-
rer—~you've mo! to money, i expect than you know
ise to do with, and T haven't a rap—not a far
10 bless myself with; a very unfalr division,
own, What I propose is this—you
fond me five thousand dollars immediately upon
receipt of this, and P'll quit an ungrateful
and leave you refuse, aud by all the
Fodkiowteos Til go down to Maryland, and
fu iow the family seeret far and wide, and dis-
before Four husband ‘and his
fo relations! Tl and @
ihiets ania short, Dl be
‘and’ I leave you to guess
send me the iMoney, or you'll be
fend checks: they are troublesom
thins, ‘Send agile of bank notes, by express, tO
the following adsiress, and show yo ourself & loving
er to our afctonate brother,
Guimax.”
Colonel Varneck read this inten epistle with a
face of blank amaze.
“For Heaven's sake, Fleanor,” he said, “what
all meant“ Your afecrionate brother!
What Js the scoundrel off You have no
rother.”*
“T told you I had decelved. vou sobbed his wife,
covering her face. “I have a brother—a halt:
brother, lent. “{nover told you before; I never
won mu, for he was the shame and dis:
de oe ny Po
ear
race of our faa
oor mother's
I never ex him again in
oithert Hotemed, with a
nsest bewilderment, but et of intense re-
as this to the vague, frightened doubts
aking ia existence a misery’
gleanor, becalin," ie said Tell me all about
this, “There Is no need of ali these tears—tell me
about this brother.””
He was my mother’s gon by her first husband,”
quoted the captain, interslly.. “And yet, thas
reuty sentiment is only bed after al
read
der the waving troen
ie puter. jibes thiapes of au poe he horrors ot
the viles! arious purietated tic ham-
fete ‘by tho antlers tian ert Yes, human
nature is the same int country lanes and
Forking city alleys vile, vei ler"?
me Pretty white mong the climbing
cot Drier was PATKLDE wich Mgt as
the Terentia ‘opened the, saa ate.
all dead now, and o1 stalls rattled in
the wind, bit he ¢ ceri ee fire aud lamp
nadlly out ius ming. The
due wit ist peare « dis.
‘ant rosea nets,
ni dolls and "potas oois ini fancy-wear gen:
ea tain Dandin’s knook, nswered by a ti
Iitiolmald, who Yahered his mnt o nce into the ar
lor, where Mrs, Lauriston wd her son sat at te
Mother and son arose with « simaltanco
surprise and plesstire at is of thelr sisitor.
“Now, don’t disturb youselves—don’
crled the captain, immplorins’.
supper, apd I'l at her by do
self! No, no, nothing mer d
hour ago at the’ hotel, “Yordidn’t expect me, did
youl ur Abt couldn't ‘quit te countr; mithout Tun
ing down to see how my little doctor got on,
Have you fully realized thechapgo Yet, Mrs, Lau-
shook hand heartily, forced them back to
thelr seats at the table, gat ispread out his boots to
the genial infaenee oft
looked the ile »parlor with its bright
frees cloga lamp, lta neat apper-table go bout
fully spread.
Captain Dapdin _aetnally at @ glow of unselfis!
pleasure as he glan Mt thought: Ait
Shis is my work,””
1d bow well you both #e looking!” he said—
“ wate ten per centsbtter than when I saw
Tact,’ thonght the entry air and the new
init and fresh butter woul work wonders. Am
bow does the nice Tittle al
‘The nice little shop did tsraculously.
ness had increased so nin the short
Limme Mie, Lecriston had bet theres that she had
been obliged to engage a srvant.to do the house-
hold work and a little damsl to attend behind the
‘The busi-
Sitar oa time wes fully eoupled fa making up
the pretty caps, and bonrts, and collars, and
slooves, ad 80 forth, of te silver Shore maids and
mat
Her "dark eyes spark] Lind her color rose with
such an entusiastio fue aa abe told bim, that
sh years younger and
Hire Varaeck sobbed, ‘She was muacried, twica
From he Was Vicious and rec
tees and ameocpiule worst boy I ever knew.
As he grew ices grew with him; he was &
tae thief anda drunkard, “Still my poor mother
By Jove! she's bangsorer than the othes ono!
thought the cay ber up in silks and
in ire fier bask the mushand of her seathe
eclipse her completely. There’s @ look
Hi face that Adella Lt nover wore, and never
Thought when Tea esos time tomlaht wil wear to. her dying ptire and passion.
e mre jee soun dar -
Theldear litle piiwno, teserres her quite right; Pim of Finalise & yoaron teee eer ney inet Cact,| ess heart, shining thtoog ptre and passionless
Oat Chtsines this pees eat aee be feet 7 ne Int he cominited a moet daring Durglary, was detected, | €¥€S:
Te can't be to mre, thous I try moe js ed, and sentencod to eleven Fears! ‘eprisonment |<: “And our little doctorsow does he? be asked.
Te mat be ecules arte past. | al batd labor. Ineterspoke of hima to your con rate,” called Latice, boyishly —* eplen
AE pekE when her love iad ty if acoso fair. ] not, Gilbert: and, Dees: any father ad forbidden aa! ten Fou, captain! Io to school every day,
* * ‘ever meptionin degraded and Pm ip head a alt myciasses, and T study like
The jop-bea are ring m story. i crer sume to discover sing | # brick at howe—don't’;, mother’ and 1
spe tor my ne aT are now ot jroaven ki Knows but discover it Tiehas. Dovouwor | ‘tend in the shop when Be oo duty; and, nd, 3,
Boecho the words ef ive auele sbore- der now that, receiving that horrible Ietter yester- | Captain Dandin! I can svi ready,
ner, fe for us hae this evening diay, T nearly went tad with shame and terror squirrel And Se,
Tip ast is “twas who was wrooz, |. . | Gillert, Lshall die if that wretch comes bere!" he drug tore down the village
Fe aio fool, without reason or rayne, She words with a frantic ery. 1 take me
1 eli iil bom but he love ener stron | Colgnel Faravek sootied her as he might a child. that’s a long-step to-
se this ad Caristmastine, | io conten Eleanor; he shail ni wand learning to be a doctor Ttell you, tai
— ‘hy, you foolish litie woman, is this your terrible | here Silver Shore ts just th jolisst place out, gute
seanh breutt and despair—tbé fearful mystery you | as it looks, and I woaldn’ go baek to Boslon i
Eni 1883, by | dare not tell mo?” ve—no, not if you made nea present of
i che
District Court de the United States
te Heiress af Glen Gove
THE IODEN CRIME,
BY MAY AGNES FLEMING,
Author of 4 Woman's
‘Esteita's Hus
"oi te,
ete,
tered accorting to A
Davis S Eivetwon, tn che Smee of the iad
aptvaaias
" Eprrep ny W. J. Bewsars, Jn.
‘This story was commenced to No. 120) of Tw New Your
Pingink Coramion back auimbers ean be obvained
(rBis STORE WILL KOT BE PUBLISHED IN BOOK FORM}
CHAPTER XVII.—{ Continued.)
Capratx Daspin bade farewell to his friends at
Glen Gower, and was driven fo the station by tbe
colonel himself. Mrs. Varneck was too ill to appea
fand the gallaut captain wae loud in his rewrets,
left the ‘politest of remembrances, for ‘Ter.
ile Dora with fat
ee mn Gower will bring my
bette etn hin be sald; ‘and how charmed ny wetital
Fairy will be with the ie Title heiress of
Glen Gower?*
oie, Omen, parted, and illbert Vara
ned home, The rai sil telly the sky was el
Inky black; the October afte
signing to ‘aarken when be react
He went straight to bis wife’s room.
im, body and soul.
‘What was it but madness—
ani
Dinakly betore. ber with of nutter.
able weariness. Body ned onl she ee tired, we
- ont, wearied to death of this endless plotting,
treachery and lies.
Her husband bent abore her and Klised the wan
cheek with 2 lok of Infinite tenderness and co
1a, pityingly—
shall 1 do to
he arble cheel
her Nena on on ‘the vatheal, trusting heart
that daily and bourly she was betraying, with a
Jong, heareaiek sbudder,
e me and pity me, dear, for {am very
herefore, my Eleanor? Why shonld you
be miserable? Weaillove you. What need is there:
for our pits’
“Ah, Jor don’t know—you don’t know! and I
Gare not tell!”?
“My wife, is there one secret in your heart you
are not tell your husband?)
Oh, least of all to you—least of all the world to
yout ‘ition Gilbert! ‘my love! my husband! don’t
‘mel?
Ssfiovetew very pale as he Ustened to her wild
rons. "He could feel her trembling hike an aspen
in his
or mets Sak you, Eleanor!” he eried, almost pas:
sionatel ‘must tel ‘You are drivi
ng
me vid ith allthis rayatery wit all this despair-
g ecleft Can you doubt m love? Can yoo think
Se EaSy of me’ an 0 magia em
tne from my iter 2 Ohmy Searestt ay ‘aside these
foolish fears. Trust #5 well as 0 your
heart to te tal mo ail Your troubles, - You must
tell me, Eleator, for you are killing mo!”
e looked up in his pale, agitated face, and saw
the ling tall of hi
"Forgive me—torgive miei” she exclaimed. It
was to save youpain I did it. Bat, come what will,
You shall know all—come what will, the m
Fill end. Gilbert, yesterday ived a letter.
That
Jeter ‘neatly drove mo mad. oh cami, nok rent
fled.from the hot weep jespair alone
under the black night sky, 2 tone te Hight, of
timer forges eversthing ba and—
you found me, Gilbert.”
“ Have you that letter?” he asked.
“Tbave.”
“Show it to me?”
“Gilbert, pity Theforgice me! Ihave decetved
relieved.
wit ber Eullty, false face for
fe smiled brightly down upon her, unutterably
not moet that frank, honest smilo—she
tort i fot cata ae Wout ie not disgrat
Ered Hert cot ouy
a pe SUNS aay
oe fancy it, then. We shall not let him
com:
“ Bat, Gitbert, the alternative—the insolent, pre-
uous wretch!
“ What! to close a vile mouth with a bribe?
Jn the least Impossible! I would give, ine
gladly, five thousand, ten thousand
than suffer again what you have ‘mado me auller
since last nigut., Wo will send this black sheep tho
money he asks for, and then we will forget him,
And, ip hee 8 my ded, foolish wife, you mast promt
never to
this
the the whet piel Bit of hye sical motion, “The he gener.
fase tocted her to the core of ‘her bea _
“Flow good you are—how ou are!” she
cried, Ryatericaly tana to such @ false, wicked
creature as Iam! ‘Ob, Gilbert! will I ener be worthy
eapare idle wonls betw
pose you! bles me more that
Trean say to ee rea ia th Wildly exelted state.
‘There, be calm; try to Iwill leave you now.
‘Tomorrow morning 1 W Milipiace the ‘ave those
dollars in Zour bands, and se will Blot from owt
fiapleasint little “eplaod the
fan cy ibe rife shust have no s6-
crets,”*
He latd ber among the pillows with a fond, part-
ing and quitted the room; and once again
atiy, conspiing ‘woman was left alone with
er mad: (ening ret
eGolonel Varneck was’ prompt to Keep his word,
Next day at noon, aa sho eat alone af the piano, he
@ package done up in brown paper,
witha mite,
ene f for your tell-tale brothor, Nelly, Send it
may be, and tell hlin your busband
Kone a and that if he dares to show imself
here we'll Vnorsemip him into the Chesay
‘Without waiting to be thanked, save by one elon
quent Tooky be. was gone, and Sits, Varkcek, was
triumphant, She held in her hand the price of one
reat's Des
* “Ean text poring the carriage was ordered,
1d Eteat pidly to the clty.
There, with her own bandh dispatched ber
Yalaable parcel, but, not directed to Mr. James
Captain Dandin received bis fee thousand dol-
Jars, and laughed aloud in bis triamph as he
ed over the etisp bank-not
“You're a wonderful woman, my Adela’ oe
paid to hlowelt—"'a woman inet thousand! N
how did you manage row, OF "steal
Twonder? My poor eolonel—my poor cont
gullible colonel: "You are to be pitied Bue 1a
keep my pror ‘You shall nave your handsome
wife for fhe nest eight youre, oy i
some wife isa lady of her word.
been cain her pretty head tn vain, many atime
iy indy or ot the ° cent years’ amn
R w the story of ‘Dosa
Daitony » of ay pretty Fairy. ena bow I tricked you
there, or of our bright little riston,
eight years those children ii te Soues ladies, ae
my smart Iittle Launce a bright-eyed doctor, and
marriageable. The blow that strikes you will be
al! the sharper for your eight years’ peace,” By the
bye, I think T oan adord to ron down East ani sce
Interest ing protéyées,””
ith the cool captaln to decide was to act. A
week later, and with all his affairs in New York
settled, he was on his way to Massachusetts—to
Silver Shore” And lato one blustery October after
Hoos the train tet him down at tho lonely station,
the only passenger for the stagnant litle village,
Coad S andin retres wolf ofter his dusty
ney by & losaroas ath ond dinner at the hotel
fore starting for cottage. village
as quite de ta aa he walked along: Huhta
frinited Giready in the gra October gloam
from the cottage windows; the dead leaves, ruseck
and red, pbirted 3 Je drifts about fim in the shrill
autumn blast. No other sound, no other sights
tebue the dead monotony of the place.
you—deosived You from first to last!” But my de-
ue ‘nid. if there's to be found in this world,
‘AMieart that is humble inight hope for i here,’
“tow you ran on
o
You know it is Step ipo a Tony
spol
cynicism
Hime be hap]
Sound to sive
the departure of the
placed at
Fathor wes to take
Mrs, Varneck
‘The
op, and all
‘Launce! Launce!
Ta marker sald, Iauzhing,
What, will Contin Dandin
yale al ed
f ee shag.
your mother, and the wor! 8 Sait your own, to be
What you like.”
Captain t Dandin lingere: freak at Silver Shore—
4t was like a breathing-
aH ie ae ‘pattie of life, anat the man shook off his
and bis cold-blooded seltishness and let
py—simply and honestly happy, lke
fer men,
Pelfe doparted, with munideent presents to Lance
of @ pony and’ a wateb, aad laden with the bless
Inga of mother and so
You woman than your sister,” he
thought, we heteoked bie ast upon her tearful, ear-
Sho Hung her 'arme around hive aad burst ont M She ‘has wealth and Jnxary ‘and the
{nto ibswerial storm of weeping, They We Juan you both lor widow;
fal zht up to | but Fou are ten, and “fold tne hagpier woman.
of the two, Speaking of Mrs. Varneck, I've halt a
er one parting shock before I quit
the connteyy and Dil dovt, by Jove!”
At Glen Gower preparations went rapidly on for
a Little Dora was to
jool In New York, and her
with her only child He
iy Indeed; she J felt kindly toward the Ite gn
Sho
husband than the
da
ely upon the
Sounder wore
separation of two s ‘wecks frome
aration of two years from
hey were todepart a
Moot
retary of the colobel Statane Varueck With them,
house was to be left in ct charge oo 8 trosty per-
jecessary pi
was the evening Of
Tie had telegraphed to th
aa coming tn tho lat an tbe carvioze was to
hin at Baltimore, and ino drive would occupy
, therefore, be past
FEsioal Varnes einen,
ington,
nd recommended het
5 but Mrs. Gilbert
insisted uj
very in anu joyleed without bim fn the
bilng old mansi he fever of feoging
and ini ‘ight, a a puted out het wate
als to look att oun,
Pefleven ca ‘half ‘an hour he would be with
het "Sho arew We too feverably impatient to walt iu
the “howe, a and, throwing & criinson of
she went ont into the starit ix
agaver sickle glane fe stars
sparkled: sof wind at tied the theewr a oly hs
Of night wrapped ear
enccrnetaling of the mi "pewuty of the scene’pene-
rated her hi of exultant joy Blled it
Was not all she ad foned for hi st? She
Fas safofor elght | ou years, a Teast
man she wors! ras all her own.
have eritmphea” sbe thought, exultantly,
“T hate every deseof my beat Henoeforta my
ig shall be one long summer hollda
de ‘a rustic
iowa
ee Tale ee A earn eto and tote in
the moonlight ‘fee ati ghosts. She Paused by
ouea statue of in a sudden
‘as hor qulck eye detected a movement and
2 rustle ‘nt the shrubbery.
‘An instant later and 6 superuatarally tall gure
glided trom among tie trees and stood before be.
A long, dark cloak shrouded ft, and a wide-
brimmed hat shadowed the face.
nat 200 8 Word it stood stock still slowly raleed
id faco was plainly revealed int
Sitti face 8 a nthe faces Uerad
Fonatyyn
“ “St
‘fral came the awful words.
beware
stock st sie fhe spot, frozen there
with hortor, An instant the dreadfal vision con-
fronted her, then sont + owly te guided backward
among the trees a1
Colonel Varne ammeek diving rapidly up the avenue
ten minutes later,’beheld @ prostrate Sure in a
Ihite dress and seariet Shawl Iying on the grass
To spring oat, to ravee up to Tecownize, with tn:
utterable consternation, the rigid ace of bis wife,
was but the work of an instant.
_Sho bad fallen there ina dead swoon, as white
‘ the statue of Niobe by Which she
oy :
(To be continued in our next.) ,
ON CHRISTMAS EVE.
BY SHIRLEY BROWNE,
“aX sald re. Parley, scrutozing the dul
frmainent above The beech cea i te og te sho
eal ave ag
‘ime. tA pres Christinas
plate aft churchnjard "hata what Grau th
if
ierhehanes ante Minas Rae |
ices, ail bach aa
weeicha i Scientist
iets a
to say;
ao “I got
sin Parley, it was'so
did
ts ree
letter this morning.
Christina Did.
of you ta Insite me nero
‘bout wanting me bere
bas we a in 80. wan ‘words confessed
” put he'e always pleased whe
‘Ezra is” Come in, Desire, and iny off ¥
Te just in time to help nie with the
ra, he's. foun
fod
Ezra
=
our
mince
course, Fil have to let him have bis
“T brought you a new receipe for chicken pie,” said
Desire, neatly Folding whe shes. and placing Wer glcxot
“Mary Haines gave it t ‘She
peated Mrs. Pusey
© uo chicken ple this year. “There
seer you koow, and a pair o* ducks, and dla mode
t, Cousin Parley, you know Ezra’s so fond of
ebieker Bie"
“Ww Set consid'ablo store by it,” sald
2 adit athe relacona come trative taviceds
Parley.
and fetch slong toa ec ood appetite, the ehicken pis
"il try your receipt thi
bale | the “The
“Tvasa’t cal-
‘There's
a
mince pies.
trown, eyes tnidly sought Mra. Parley’s face as
joved briskly about the room,
real well, Desire, thanks you,
Does—does he rak of mer"
“Weil he ain't much of @ talk er, Eara ain't, But 1
really believe he thinks abou consi cheer-
fully ans nag Whem told hin T weit
fon pau to cor is hand down on bis koee,
ie 78 he: anit done,
mother “not un*
Jess Cousin Desire Bo!
eg spar
"Did be ee ‘so
glad to be here.” 18a dreadful thing, ‘Gousin Parley, 19
feel just at this time of year, that Fou haven't no real
Buders
Desire,” said
Ob, Cousin Parley?
att zou will bo et, yee if you ain't” added the old
‘Esta he's talked deal about see married
ond} ‘encou 19 idea.
on think vi meats me, Covsi
Ye kno ise he oan moan, Donige."
roment 8 a dow eroned the gray light of the
n window. Desire Bolton started.
Ezra,” said she,
"
ldiy,
‘he sallow chocks redder than
, Cousin Parley! Don’t let him think—
ire, Ton’.
ein, with dark-green, glossy
wiphalred, treclletaced Foune Genk
ers and eta Diue ey
he.
wry Christ.
Share nice ioto matetos
nea, he vomit it's selling for tua
the mince pies
us For on the Battaryahelt the Rireyand
1g On tron hooks outside of the
f
‘eT Tporrow son in, and Desire had gone
toa beigh for a certats siiterplaed butter-
dish which bad been borromed Mrs,
arley sa a Tetore tho fire in the twilighe,
amoet
jad mother,” said Ezra, sitting
down oppoaite to ber ze Ui lone of wood more
symmetrically in the wi ‘I wanted
y
fiaried, mother,
oe. 5 face or y ay as be poke, even. though
ek ‘am soldering
burned low. She oo, ‘quite alent, “e
dome, gormcbe, Per to ory moh about mic
re Beal ae doce © salon. aoe
“ite takes her out with bio, Ezra,
id Dir. Parley.
“Ho eats. pinlopenas with or;and. sends be alse
shes her home frou spolin-schools aed sin
har the way father did when he was eopit
iu, mother?”
Slee Barley nodded.
Pretty much,
“Tain't exactly young, you knot
feased Ezra." But I guess she won't mi
‘ibo't bettors she will Ezra.
¢ ou'ee Rueawed who #he, a mother?”
He lavghed'a confused tai
sv Mother," said be, ‘would you ask her to have you
‘would yon write her a letter?
"Welly Ezra.” said’ the old Ja
i
Tsomnebo ‘Siways wished he'd have spoke
ords. Women like to hear such things,
up an’ down in words, then,” said Ezra.
Sr to tt Nhis evenia’, "You thik Jou ‘ke er,
een sure I shall, Bera.”
{She's young, mother, and she's inexperienced, but
she’ lear, your, ways.” suid Ezra. ‘ag he came
er, 0 tie Fo chair and kissed the faded old.
Mrs. Parley stared. Desire was at least thirty, as she
very well knew, and angtbing but inexperienced.
‘That is mother, always sapposin’ she'll have me. A
bright, prey zounp ereetur like that has lots of beans
jnas Row! '§ got a spank
ith bum Ghat ra ike.
't think she cares for Jonas onlun, my my
an ary,
I'm afraid she does, mother,” said the young man;
“but I've got to risk that, I've nade up my mind since
ve been talking here with you not to postpone matters
ack her, this very bi tenent Bat ‘Rankin's
ay dida’t ienow she was invited there, Ezra.’
“Teil be tho very plato," talked On ara
of feverish impatience. “And if she Toul ed ag
its Tbe thoes Chsatinaspreent you au" ane ove?
i ld
Blowin onesie, hard and fast. A
oh! Cousin Parte ive got sucha pices of wera: Mad
Rankin is to bave & party tonight, and tableaus,
and Alida Smith was in every one of
hat do you Ahinks thas happened? Why: lida | ‘has
eloped with Alonzo Billings, and the tableau are all
iths aré furious!"
PR NGidkt Smith eloped!” gasped Fara Parley, his faco
rowing jead.co a to somtlight, With Alonso
“Never mind Alida Smith,” sald Mfrs. Parley. “She
pet Si Seeger litte fool. Ezra"
inpar- Zou, wa
ire to marry you, time.
out loud-—"'your Consin has somethin yo,
‘Sadi just go and go the bce ‘fas vis for ten.”
re
ra hair and mir
Fin. fe pleasant hazel oven "it would. please
mother,” thought he, ““an' it certainly would please me,
Desire.” he said aloud, at last,
“ Yes, Ezra."
{i Lim aort of thinkin’ ot gettin’ married.”
Are you, Ezra\
* Would yon bave me, Desire”
“Ob, Ezra!”
He moved bis chair close to hers, and put his band
caresaingly on hers.
'd try and tn ood husband, Deeirs,"
usbani maid
mother, jeal o' store by you. Why
don’t you speak
et
ty
wine ia felt on oe ie abode, her hand returned the
“I don't know what to say,” she whispered; “but I
do love you, Ezra!
this matter-of-fact swain, “the ques-
tion's soited, Mother! I say, mother. what did Lany to
rigtinas present, youra,
teks
“Thus piilowopbicadly did Ezra Parley console blmselt;
and around the wext day's Cbristatas. board, circled
with joke
ras ‘hristmas
3
all the Parley relations, many a seasouable
‘about the young farmer's Cl
“And nobody enfoyed the witticisms more than Ezra
bimselt.
SHE'S A DEAR LITTLE CLIPPER,
DON’TCHERKNOW!
BY FRANE MARION,
eS ontchoriuon eee
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&
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"
‘And she often sort o* hugs mm
Doa'tcherknow! ee
‘With a rounded arm go dainty,
‘Doa'teherknow!
And iy heart a on the bound
Nihon
harbor in our town,
‘teherknow t
un,
T'll propose this very day,
"teherknow!
fe
Then we'll tackle married life,
‘Don'teherknow!
HUMOROUS DRIFT.
FIRESIDE FANCIES.
BY FRANK MARION.
A oxnvive foot-pad—an insole,
ae -a teacher's rattan,
Reoviar shoulder-bitters—butchers' cleavers,
Briey-ters—renting rooms to transient lodgers.
‘Tae habitual drunkard often feels blue and looks red.
Warex money does not make the mare go—when the
mare's driver © pulls” the race.
‘SINESS RUSE”
waa:
mx could rake pies ad aoe cake,
And knew when they were done:
Bite vrith ell Ror sugar and ber flour
couldn't make
Some men are known by the company they keep, and
cibera are known by what they bave kept frost the
ie Covtoy'r Dir Gaur. —urderer about to be
Sherif" wish 1 were a bird.” Sheriff
Greutiye® Welk Zou ain't just the saine." "Murderer
(trembling)y)—" No; and sol can't diegame.”
He Toor 7m Bashful Lover (seated afar
from th Eire Vout thoughts socmm to be far away
") Maria (sweetly)—“ Yes, George, Lam thinking
, Two seconds later 3ieria's thoughts weren
BLUSH CAME OFF,
Be we
ted b
aul her ‘blushing cheeks in wine way stalned
th Ted his linen vest,
‘Hat Sax Was To Take It Ix.—Doctor (to talkative
lady patient) You are,to take's teaspoonful of this
slgieeren 2 Cee ie a Roem 0 ster Doo
tok (abuout oe Se madame,”
was: ributor (enter
room, to several wen about. to ‘roi nae the oa ie
Isn't meet that ye should drink that vile stuff gentien
Ove of the Gentlemen (grinily)—* Yer peveher
life this stuff isn't meat, t's gia!
Jones Quinr. — Teacher, of village se
"a 80n)—"
‘hol (to
juny Jenee, stop
* Jol
iat gesing "or Lil give you a check.” Johan
i Ha of such thing excepy that
youey)™ For how much, tea
Too.
‘He was a young and newly made doctor,
With a young and i made bride, ©
‘Yet the very Aor patient who called him
ww Hx, Frovanp His “ Nez” Loss.—Illiterate Fish
eran e,lost money, in the dinged fish business
this summ rned Brother— What is your net
owt Hllerate Fehermane Well, Vee, bese prety
blamed lucky that way. 1 haven't lost a net.”
WT TUE Tarton Cattny Tura. Bilks (to tailor
trendy Br 3 Jove! tare @ splendid pale of,
ure ne hat a you
ealltngat” Tailor dasoncgy Seectar ot trust”
Bills (enowingiy}—" ab, se0; Dumley hasn't paid you
Way Bx Was Wiruorr In.—Father (angrily to little
son) Sar, Jehu me ae rou doing out herewith
Out your hai? Haven't I told sou time gods
Fine Out oF the Ronee healed
Ble, ba but this time Tin plop ing horse, gud
eae chime, mn Pla shore, ere
a canis 1
Car makes the
‘Whether the weather bela
But it doesn’
Of a plumy
ple
talon th tn aasimat
len th fender hear
1D aod robust
pane "5 yer ois yer, at ie
Fe an
‘aida. cop ani
er
street (0 boy inthe
me, ‘why dot yer compe gut
ard ON Tm rast
Xe
How Ir 8 Liven.—Pbysi
seeilokine (ead thors Heat fist pet)? Fou are
Ieoklon very pa fon Friend
alo. MY ats the tr
folly)" Fe terrible, a one fon ‘Sy
your ‘pera pe you Your liver is
od (eulll more. aise full
Jon" Saeed © Just been Fobbed of all the
Naar Tuer xo8t Do,
‘Tae Chillans murder our brave Jack Tars,
8 try to pull wool ovar Our ministers eyes;
Bay when Uacle Sunn war shige tech for bi
"They'll find they must But OF apologize.
Way Sxoxixa Por Hine
looking serine"
ERT = Bilking (to sallow.
eae low.
rave
yea. amok
Panion"©'No, dhankss smokin, sw
Bisep." Bilklos "Ob pohaw! Some
Tous chgne that know will Keep
iig-companion—~ Thanks, my friend,
smoke clgars; 1 smoke opium,"
0 “TaN,
boo hoo
Title Boy (on the
me matters ite: meer
Tl Ergo or ret Uo aad
ee ost
shining so. brightly” too.
Satine taoned™ Lite nos fei a
eur
sarmtie night
ot
Inrter the rhiful 88,
the age. ‘of Santa, ita Claus! hits “ee
“HE should gre hi, ite
Sahd maria, Inyghin
Han down her checks,
ares
And'pet the pictures ree me
lake bim like an old ma
mamma” ered te i
“finan fd as Bantaran 2 90%
Why, Tthougne a ‘1d Santa Clan
Was ton Cit 3
Ruvithe had been he'd bo some: "eS
Older now than Mat