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Happy the man who thus at case, Ciit nt with that which nature gives, lluu guilty terrors never seize, He truly lives. Chankbo's' Journal DR. STONE'S REMEDY. Our new house ! What a orld ol loving and joyful anticipation depend from that little phrase ! How well it sounded on Harry Lane's lips when he said it again an I again to pretty Molly Brown! And she would blush some times, and puzzle her wise little head with her prospective housekeeping ar rangements like any net-building bird ii the spring. It wae not to be a pretentious edifice as houses go; neither is a bird's nest large, though there is untold flut tering over it; but it stood on a pleas ant lawn, such as almost keep them selves in a country village. A few tall trees were also close by. Molly, as soon rs she had dismissed her school, stopped every day to look after the roses and currant bushes and sage plants, and many things, both useful and orna mental, which grew up as if by magic in the garden and on every side of her future home. And it always happened that Harry, who was the handsomest and blithest carpenter in all that region, contrived to see the teacher whether he was working on this side of the house or on that, and sliding down from roof or staging, or leaping from veranda or window, was sure to meet her before she had passed the lilac bushes which stood hard by tho gate way. " Molly, dear, when will that blessed 6chool of yours be done ?" " Not these ten weeka," said Molly, laughing. " You know 'tis scarcely be gun." "Well, just a fortnight after you give up that pedagogue business the last rdl will be driven in this magnifi ed dove- e; then two months foi prepunch, painting atd most excellent drying, and then, Mclly dear." The teacher blushed and smiled, and none the less when a quick kiss touched her round cheek but it was no harm, for they were already in the house. " Yes, then you'll have those towels and table-cloths in apple-pie order; and that avalanche of chintz stretched over the easiest chairs and sofas you ever rested on." " What a deal of work it will be," said Molly, quite anxiously. "And what a deal of comfort," re torted Harry ; " and how nice it will look when it is done ; tho pink and red flowers for the parlor, the blue for the bitting-room, and the green and white for the bedrooms, and tho kitchen well, I believe we won't sit down there at all." "And what is this room for?" in quired Molly, discovering a wing which Lad been thrown out, forming an apart ment that opened from tho sitting-room and upon the veranda. "On purpose for you," said Harry, "to be your study, or sewing-room, or sanctum, or what you will, only I beg permission to pay you a visit once in a 'hile. Just look at this bay window. What a rare place for you and me on summer evenings." Molly put her little hand on hei lover's arm, and said her thanks so sweetly that he was half tempted to give Mb house as rauny wings as a windmill, iust to have tho scene repeated. "Now, Molly, dear, you'll have to use another pieco of chintz for that winl-v-.s( at and the arm-chairs. But the china closet ; come and see if the shelves suit you!" At this instant there was a great rat tling of loose boards upon the floor, and a very musical voice called " Cousin Harry" with bewitching impatience. "Where are you? What in the orld are you doing litre ? 'Tisn't very hospitable to let visitors break their l'cks ihuling their host. Why, what is rti Cousin Harry, going to set up bachc lor' hall without sending me word ?" "I guess so, Clara," said Harry, laughing, but not quite at his ease, for stood somewhat in awe of his dashing cousin. "I intended to send for you J'hen the cottage should bo finished. t is not, as you perceive, a convenient I'laco for visitors as it is." "lut it seems you have them, not withstanding," said Clara, as she es 1'iwl hi3 companion, whom she greeted a au old acquaintance " Conceited as you are, you cannot build a house with out calling in a woman to hold a consul tjon with over nooks an 1 corners. You should have sont for me, who knew all thc things instinctively. I was born a carpenter, only, unfortunately, a oman; but Molly here, wise teacher as is, can't do the least thing with niches and angles, partitions and stair cases, until they are all demonstrated to her understanding by being finished past alteration." "So much the better," retorted Harry. "I can have it all my own way, and that I could never get from you." "And never shall," returned Clara, glancing at the little bird of a teacher, who on her part did not look alto gether satisfied. "Come, Cousin Harry, aunty says you must be at home early, sinco you have company, so set your things to rights and go now with me." T e girls stood waiting for the yourjg carpenter. "How vexatious Harry i," said Clara. " We havo planned hours to gether, ever since we were the merest children, and now it is downright pro voking that he should commence build ing without so much as acquainting me with his intentions. I he; rd he was at work here, but never supposed it was for himself until two days ago, and I have come up just to have a hand in the business. Old times give mo a pretty fair right to do so, any one might allow." Clara paused to survey the grounds, with a lofty air of proprietorship, and patted her foot to the humming of a prima donna waltz. Foor Molly could hardly keep back her tears or maintain her dignity by an assumed indifference, or still worse, think of something to say that should relieve a silence which, to one at least, was embarrassing. But finally she ventured tho fortunate rela tive arrangement of tho trees, which, as they were twenty years eld, might safely bo approved without a suspicion of conceit or vanity. " They are well enough to be sure," replied Clara. "But what an idea to plant that thicket of roses and what not besides so near the house a regular hole for toads and brooding hens to say nothing of the garden coming so far in front. Cabbages in sight of the par lor windows.' " " No, the flowers will screen them," said Molly, trying to laugh. " Maybe tb.6 cabbages, but nothing shorter than sunflowers and hollyhocks can hide the bean poles. Plainly, I shall give Harry a lecture on taste, and have the whole affair swept farther back. Wo used to arrange our establishments in a rather more stylish manner." Molly could not imagine who should have a better i ight to locate the garden than herself, with her lover's approval, and she very naturally indulged a posi tive mental vindication of the beauty of flowering bean vines, and of the convenience and economy of a largo patch of cultivated ground. However, Clara did not lecture her cousin as they all went down street to gether, but told him about the new music which she had brought up, just suited to his melodeon, and that he must find his flute and they must practice that evening ; and asked him if Farmer Doane still kept Snow White, that wonder among saddle horses, and if the sweet flag yet grew down in the meidow, ana it he Knew mat sue was a pro ficient in leather work, and was ready to frame some of his handsome en gravings so he would help her about the painting and varnishing. And thus she rattled on, with her quick, gentle voice, and the facinating play of her gloved hands, just leaving spaces for Harry's replies, but scarcely an opportunity for Molly to put in a word edgewise. Of course the poor little teacher could not shine had that been her forte. Harry did not go round tho corner to Mr. Brown's gate as was his habit, because Clara was impatient to get her bonnet off, and Molly said it was no matter. "Come over and see us to-night," said Harry. Mtlly made a hesitating reply, saying neither this nor that. "Not if I will go for you ?" persisted Harry. " 'Tis no way to urge a lady beyond her convenience ; we don't like it, do we, Molly?" exclaimed Clara, slipping her hand into her cousin's arm. " But if you will stay at home, then Harry and I will call upon you; but not to night, however, for we must have the music lessons." Molly leaned on the gate and watched tho cousins slowly going along the ru ral street, as they twice or thrice ap peared through some distant aperture in the foliage, and then, without a look at her pansies or canaries, went heavily to her chamber, and, oblivious of a score of pleasant little duties, such as were wont to beguile her time until Harry came in the evening, sat down to her very dubious cogitations. She had always found a rival in Clara whenever that young lady made her appearance, which was not infrequently ; and when, six months before, Harry Lane, the very prince and pearl of villago swains, declared that she, his own Molly, was dearer to him than all the world beside, she had wondered if Cousin Clara was consciously and specifically included as a part and parcel of the depreciated orb. But Harry had proved the most devoted of lovers, and Clara, strangely enough, had kept herself out of the play. Molly was happy in her complete atisfaciion, and that old tiresome jealousy was quite driven away, and she had almost forgotten that it had ever existed, until it made its untimely ap pearance, rattling and criticising within the sacred inclosure of the new house. And Harry was so easily amused with it, and fed it with the light of his hand some smiles and gallant expressions, and very poorly defended his betrothed from its encroachments. Molly looked out upon the lovely summer landscape and evening heavens with moist eyes, and with some despairing thoughts upon the practical bearings of her circumstances- She was as pretty as Miss Clara any day, and could sing and talk as well, but she Avas no match with her in impertinence, nor, a-lack-a-day, in her wardrobe just then, for she had been economizi. g against tho wedding, aud in favor of coming household ag grandizement, and who could have foretold that she must needs enter the lists again with the showy cousin in respect of ribbons and flounces? Clara's new dross did look well, there was no denying that, and Molly's last year's bonnet and lawn were most in disputably flimsy. If Molly did not think all this on that evening, she had sufficient leisure to do so on the following days. Clara seemed totally to ignore her cousin's engagement, and exhibited a tact in monopolizing his at tentions which would have been very entertaining had it not been so cruel. She must of necessity protract her morning ride till after nine o'clock, so that Molly was forced to remain behind; and sho contrived with marvelous in vention to find some reason for com mencing her evening walks a half hour too early for the teacher's convenience. Then if other arts failed, jshe could easily manage by a piece of ambiguous politeness, just flavored with a dash of insolence, to induce Molly to decline invitations and questionable advances. And Harry all this while? Clara averred aloud and often that Molly, the good soul, didn't mind, and Harry echoed silently the comforting declar ation whenever it was necessary to hush any little whisperings that conscience might insinuate to the contrary. And bewildered by Clara's increasing play of wit and fascination, he had rapidly drifted away from his old moorings, and perhaps yielded to his inclinations when he allowed himself to bo guided by her influence. And Molly, with the customary bad policy of slighted beau ties, doffed tho witchery of her smilo3 and winning speeches, assuming a re pelling and an almost defiant air, and thus unwittingly resigned the whole field to her rival. As all this happened in a community of excellent persons, not behind any other rural district in active, mutual sympathy and neighborly sentiment, there was plenty of speculation abroad respecting it. A trio of individuals being immediately concerned, there were at least three sides to the question, and old grudges and whims and predi lections rapidly marshaled the good people into their respective parties, and tho clamor of tongues soon grew " fast and furious," reaching all ears but those with which it had most to do. Molly was so certain that her woes had been unobserved that she was com pletely surprised one evening by an event that gave a new direction to her contemplations. She had sent away her scholars and was mournfully leaving the schoolhouse, expecting one of those dreary, solitary evenings at home, when she came into collision upon the thresh old with no less a personage than Dr. Stone. "Iam not a shadow that you should think to walk through me in this fash ion, Miss Brown." Molly proffered a hasty apology to the smiling, substantial gentleman before her, who, for a bachelor of forty-five, possessed a very portly and comfortable aspect. " If you have leisure, Miss Brown," he continued, " please walk up the street with me. I wish to confer with you concerning a little business." The doctor was the school committee. " There," thought Molly, almost cry ing, "I suppose that my school has been growing wrong with all the rest, and now I must listen to certain ani madversions on my stupidity. He might have chosen a more retired place to read me a lecture." But there was not a particle of re proof in the doctor's countenance, which withal was very handsome, as he inquired if Miss Brown had been in vited to tho picnic which was to be held in a famous grove six miles distant, on the ensuing Saturday. Molly did not reply at once, for she was ashamed to confess that she had been neglected ; and yet Harry had not said .a word to her about it. The tears came into her eyes, and she was much distressed. " I do not wish to trouble you," sa 'd the doctor, kindly, and if you will pardon the very great liberty. I au about to take, I think I can render joi an important service. I have observed that your affairs are becoming some what complicated, and I imagine that the active interposition of an old friend would relieve the embarrassment di rectly. To speak plainly, your Harry seems to be strangely affected, is in a decid edly morbid condition we nude stand how it is and it is my opinion that nothing short of a St of jealousy ill get the delirium out of his head. His heart is all right yet, I'll answer for that." Molly drew herself up with an air of offended dignity, and stammered some thing about there being no occasion she was satisfied, and ncbody else need "Tut, tut!" said Dr. Stont, "I have deliberately undertaken to .serve hei, and I shall not bo deterred except by vciy clear and emphatic reasons. There is no sense in letting Harry go on so. That wild and unprincipled girl, Clara Evans, is doing her best to draw her net over him. She is playing a high game and may win. Such a thing is possible, and it will avail neither him nor you anything if he finds he has been mis taken when it is too late." Here the doctor paused, and looked so long and pensively down upon the grassy path that Molly was convinced that the popular suspicion which had attached itself to his previous history, and which affected to account for his protracted celibacy, was not wholly un authorized. Her heart suddenly opened to him when she thought it not unlikely that he had been the victim of such arts as were destroying her peace. " I am older than you are, Molly," he continued, "and have seen more of life, and thorefore my advice may claim your attention. As I said, nothing else than a fit of jealousy will givo Harry his wits again. Let him see thai there is a chanco of losing you, and his flash ing cousin may go homo again very suddenly. I'll wager ho hasn't said a word to yon about the picnic, and there isn't a girl who hasn't received her in vitation three days ago. Miss Clara will tell him it is suflicient just to lot you have time to put your bonnet on and that's all the ceremony they'll stand upon." Molly burst into tears. "Tut, tut! I don't love to see little girls cry; so wipo your eyes, and we'll speedily set tho tide the other way. I haven't been with the young people these many years, but with an excellent object in view I am happy to depart from my usual custom, kna if you will accept a conceited old beau like myself '11 take you down to Green Valley on Saturday with my fleetest horse, and we'll make quite an impression." "What wjII people say?" inquired Molly, but half persuaded. " What wo wish to have them say is hat you have given Harry the go-by, and that I inteLd to settle down like ot er sensible gentlemen, and all that sort of thing. You are a girl of spirit Molly, and I'll wager if you'll twist your curls anew, and put on the pretty white dress, and fall into your old ways of laughing all for my edification, of course we shall have people talking fast enough an 1 Harry at your feet be fore day after to-morrow night." The picture was so pleasant that Molly laughed involuntarily. "Now be a little still', Mollie," said the doctor when they parted; "don't yield at once, and I'll wager that we shall not need to give your Harry an other lesson. I'll manage it for you." At the next turn Dr. Stone fell in with Aunt Goodenough, an excellent old lady who came hobbling along in her big bonnet and spectacles. After pass ing diffuse compliments and discours ing with considerable prolixity upon the weather and tho rheumatism with cognate ills, Aunt Sally proceeded to remark : "Well, doctor, I expect if we was young we should be going to the picnic along with the boys and girls. ' Dr. Stone plainly winced. "Young, do you say? I am sure I never was more vigorous than I am at present. I don't think you ever saw a gray hair in my head " (Aunt Sally had been purblind for years). "Young in deed! There isn't a fresher, gayer young man in these parts. I think I have done myself injustice in allowing the grave cares of business to force me into undue sobriety, and I have deter mined to assume my proper character, and -shall begin by going to the picnic with the rest." A smile of intense astonishment broke over the benevolent countenance of Aunt Sally, and an additional point painfully stimulated her curiosity. "Oh, la, now, I always said you would take Peggy Williams !" " Miss Williams, indeed ! Why, she is old enough to be my mo that is a very deserving lady, but not quite suited to my years. A girl of twenty would do very well." " I see you was going up street with Molly Brown, a little while ago. Now, if she wasn't engaged should say 'twas her," suggested the distressed Aunt Sally. " There is no reason why she shouldn't be guided by her own preference," re turned the doctor, modestly; " and am quite willing you should know in confi dence, Mr3. Goodenough we are old friends and I can trust you that Miss Brown is the lady. I'm sure you'll say there isn't a prettier one in tho village. Remember I trust you with a secret." " It shan't be made public," gasped Aunt Sally. "But I'm so tired I guess I'll go in and see how Miss Stimpson's foot gets along." And the worthy old woman shot through the next gateway and into a snug, brown house, where dwelt one of her esteemed compeers. Aunt Sally was as good as her word She did not make the doctor's secret public, but this unexpected and start ling revolution in affairs was discussed, 1 tub rosa, in not less than a dozen places before the evening bell. Upon the morrow Harry Lane's eara were asvailed by strange intelligence. The rumor wa3 confirmed by innuendo and jest from every idle neighbor who came along, and, as the forenoon wore away, began to assume to his compre hension a very definite and portentous aspect. The doctor had wealth and reputation, and was in the prime of life. Harry drove nails and spikes right and left. Molly was as good and beautiful as an angel. Harry planed a panel till he could see through it. Such consid erations and destruction were unendur able. The young carpenter made a neat toilet and was at the school promptly at four. But his rival's steed was pawing the earth close by the entrance. As soon as Harry could make his way through the noisy, dispersing children, ho entered the schoolroom. There he found Molly pouring over hei desk, and the doctor beside her, saying, heaven nows what, to call up such smiles and blushes. If they had seen Harry coming they could not havo tor mented him more. For once in his life Harry felt awkward. His first impulse was to knock tho doctor to the floor, the next to snatch Molly away and run for it ; but not quite clear about per forming any rash exploit, ho stood ir resolute, hesitating and a little foolish. "How are you, Lane?" exclaimed tho doctor, as he helped thoteachor put away her books and papers. "All ready for tho sport to morrow, I dare say? Let me lay your shawl on, Miss Brown ; wo haven't any time to spend here." " Where can they be going ?" thought Harry, as Molly prepared to leave with Dr. Stone. Matters looked desperate, and he made a plunge. " Molly," said he, " I shall call for ! you early to-morrow morning. We shall want to be on the ground in good season." Molly laughed and shook her wicked curls. " I am so happy as to have secured the companionship of Miss Brown for my own drive to Green Valley," re marked the doctor with exceeding com placency. " But really, I shall not al low you to jest with my lady in this manner. Of course you could not ex pect to obtain the belle of the villagp by such a tardy invitation." Dr. Stone conducted Molly to tho chaise and gently put her in with a pro tective manner which made Harry clench his fists and set his teeth; then with a paiting salutation to the forlorn lover, drove down tho pebbly road like a young Jehu. Harry was left on the doorstep to di gest affairs as he might, and afterward to go home and sing with his Cousin Clara. He went alone that evening to see Molly, but she was still away and would not return until a late hour, hav ing gone to the next town to take tea with one of her relatives, who was also a patient of Dr. Stone. Mrs. Brown told him it would not be worth his while to wait. Harrj sought his cham ber in a most melancholy mood and passed a sleepless night in' denouncing his folly and Cousin Clara, and in esti mating the advantages and probabil iti in favor of Dr. Stone. Saturday came, and the oak grove at Green Valley rung with sport and merri ment. Of all the fair forms that flitted here and there over the sunny slopes, down by the brookside or up among the flowery hedges, Molly Brown was the most brilliant and joyous. Her snowy dress glanced, her ringlets shook off the light, and her sweet voice made glad ness everywhere. Dr. Stone was ever at her side, and by his genial humor and inexhaustible fun woke more laughter among the restless groups who attended him than the echoes at Green Valley ever before heard. Clara Evans was completely eclipsed, and Harry was dim and doleful. He had scarcely been able to speak to Molly during the long, weary day, arid to see her thus was not at all consoling or inspiriting. As night drew near, and the young people were about returning, there was a new arrival upon the ground. A chronic patient of Dr. Stone's had found him out, and with much amaze ment solicited a brief consultation. It so happened that as the party was broken up and scattered in various di rections to prepare for the coming ride, Molly was left alone. Harry drew near with trouble in his eye. "What has happened, Molly dear, that we should be here as we are to day?" Molly laughed . according to direc tions, but not very merrily.. " Can you forgive me, Molly ?" She did not answer, for the doctor, quite breathless, stepped in between them. " Our horses are waiting, Mr. Lane," and saying that, he took Molly's arm within his own, and with lover-like at tention led her along the wooded path. Harry might have stood where they had left him till the winter snows came, if Clara had not pettishly asked him how he supposed she should be able to get home. We should be glad to give the con clusion in minute detail, but can only say that Harry went to see MoUy in less than an hour after Dr. Stone had left Mr. Brown's residence. What was said, what penitence, forgiveness and tears healed all wounds and blotted out all offenses, must be left to conjecture. It is only known that Harry went to church next day with Molly on his arm, and that he sat beside her during the two services. Aunt Sally Goodenough was sorely .perplexed, and. scarcely took her eyes off the unconscious doctor, who devoutly listened to the sermon as if there had never been a Molly Brown or a picnic in the universe. Clara Evans loft the villago during the week, so that the beans and roses had a chance to grow in peace. In the autumn there was a joyful wedding, and the brilliant lights shone far from Harry's windows to illumine the pathway of the many approaching guests to the subsequent merry-making. Dr. Stone came and found the bridal couple in Molly's pretty room. " Ah, Lane," said he, " I was very near Getting your bird from you, and then what would you have done with The handsome Harry tossed back his heavy curls, and laughing as he drew Molly near to him, exclaimed : "A perpetual truce with you, doctor, concerning that abominable picnic ! You see that I have my bride safely within our own new home." MESMERISM IN COURT. Remarkable Spectacle In ParisHow 8 Prisoner was Acquitted. The court of appeals in Paris has been the scene of a most curious and remarkable spectacle. A young man named Didier was lately arrested foi au offense in the Champs Eiysees and sentenced to three months' imprison ment. In prison he was examined bj Drs. Mottet and Mesnet, two well known specialists in mental diseases, who reported that he lived in a state oJ constant somnambulism, the attacks ol which can be provoked at will. The case was heard on appeal, and the judges were about to withdraw to con sider their verdict when the doctors offered to confirm the statements made in their report by practical experiments on tho spot. The bench con sented, and then occurred the follow ing painful scene, described by the Paris correspondent of the London Standard: Dr. Mottet, followed by the magistrates and the jrisoner, retired into a side room. Here, by the usual mode of rapid passes of the hands be fore his eyes and a strong, fixed gaze, the unhappy " subject " was mesmerized. Didier was then left in charge of two oi the municipal guards on service, the doctors and the judges returned to the court, and the door of the room was shut. Dr. Mottet now called the pris oner by his name. The next second a fearful noise was heard. It came from the sick young man. A few minutes before a touch of the finger would have almost knocked him over, so feeble and emaciated was he. Now, under the in fluence of magnetism, he was like a raging lion. Upsetting the guards who held him by the wrists, he rushed at the door, broke it open, and, knocking down everybody in his way, ran up to Dr. Mottet. Here he suddenly stopped, and fixing his eyes on his mesmerizer trembled from head to foot in a manner terrible to see. Shrieks oi horror then ran through the court. The doctor then set to work. "Undress yourself," said he to the prisoner In a second Didier stripped himself ol nearly all his garments. "Dress your self again," said the doctor, and again the prisoner obeyed with the same Lightning rapidity. The experiment appeared conclusive. Dr. Mottet then awoke his " subject " by blowing on his face. Didier fell to the ground as ii shot. The doctor, however, soon brought him round again. "Why did! you undress yourself before these J gentlemen ?" asked Dr. Mottet; " that was very improper." Didier, gazing j withvacantastonishment,replied "TAhat! j I undressed myself? Impossible." And ! tho young man clung to the doctor for protection like a child The bench,. however, was not convinced, and ap peared to look on the whole affair as o comedy. Dr. Mesnet, in his turn, now operated on the prisoner. Having mes merized him he ordered him to write from memory a letter addressed to him while in prison. Didier replied: "Can not, because I am in prison." The doctor insisted, whereupon the prisonei sat down to a table and wrote, word foi word, the letter in question, without a single mistake. While he was writing it Dr. Mottet took a long needle out ol his instrument-case and plunged it into the young man's neck, but he felt noth ing. By this time, however, the bench had seen enough of these painful ex periments, and some of the audience crying out " Assez ! assez !" the sitting came to an end. The court, consider ing the prisoner was not responsible for bis acts, quashed the verdict of the lower court, and the unhappy man was discharged. ITEMS OF INTEREST. Dramatic authors are well paid in Ue long ran. It is the play that stops af'ei the first night that is not profitable. A stone pitcher used by John Brown . during his imprisonment in Charlestown, Va., was sold at auction in Baltimore for . five dollars. It may, perhaps, furnish some idea oL the extent' of the Maine lumber business to know that 150,000,000 feet of logs will be driven this year. There is said to be land enough in the Indian reservations to give each, head of a family a farm and leave many millions of acres besidesr"' " ' A farmer's dog at West Lincoln, 111.,' sethis teeth into the young beau who was taking a girl out through a window, for the purpose of elopement, and held on till the father came. The old-fashioned twilled Scotch nghams, in patterns which Lady Mac beth wore when Macbeth went a woo ing, still hold their own, and apparently will until "Awe's fierce stream shall backward turn." It is a secret well known to all great men, that by conferring obligations they are not always sure of procuring friends, but are certain of creating a number of enemies. It is not ease, but effort, not faculty, but difficulty, that makes men. There is no station in lif e in which difficulties have not to be encountered and over come before any decided measures of success can be achieved. S witzerland was visited, according to statistics collected by the Alpine club oi Italy, by 1,400,000 tourists in 1879. Of these, 700,000 came from Germany and Austria, 280,000 from England, 200,000 from France, and 60,000 from the United States. The foreign travel is estimated to pay the Swiss $40,000,000 annually. A married gentleman, every time he met the father of his wife, complained to him of the temper and disposition of his daughter. At last, upon one occa sion, the old gentleman becoming weary of the grumbling of his son-in-law, exclaimed : " You are right ; she is an impetuous jade, and if I hear any more complaints of her I will disinherit her." The husband made no ni'Te complaints. "In union is strength." If thisapiriies to the postoffice department, it ought to be rather strong. Among the postoffices in this country there are twenty-five Unions, eleven Union towns, five Union valleys, and seventy-eight postoffices that have Union for the first word ol their names, followed by hill or burg or mills, or some such word, thus inaking 129 postoffices in these United States whose names contain the word " Union." In the revised New Testament shortlt to appear tho Lord's Prayer in Matthew is made to read thus: " Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, as in heaven, so on earth. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we have also forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one." The doxology is omitted. Tavern Signs. Many tavern signs exhibit touches oi quaint satire. The Quiet Woman and the Silent Woman, with pictures of a headless woman; the Honest Lawyer, with his head under his arm, the Load of Mischief and the Man Laden with Mischief, each depicting a man chained to a woman, with the word " wedlock" on the padlock of the chain. The Green Man and Still has long been a puzzle; sometimes a man dressed in a sort oi Robin Hood green garb, but leaving the still unexplained. A French writ er wish ing to enable other Frenchmen to under stands this sign, translated it into " L'homme est vert it tranquille." Othei attempts to explain it have not met with much success. One of the World's End tavern bears a pictorial representa tion of a horseman in the equestrian costume of George II. brought to a dead stop by a precipice, all beyond being a chaos of sky and cloud. Many tavern signs are believed to be traceable to the conception of names which originally had widely different meanings, such as Boulogne Mouth into Bull and Mouth, Boulogne Gate into Bull and Gate Cceur Dore ("Golden Heart") into Queer Door, Basshanals into Bag of Nails, Peg and Wassail (connected with an old wassail-bowl custom) into Pig and Whistle, George Canning into George Cannon, and perhaps tho most extraordinary of all. God Encompassed Us into Goat and Compasses. Gaming-houses in the last two centuries occasionally exhibit signs denoting the kind of play mostly carried on there. In one case the owTier (a Frenchman) adapted the French names for some of the suits at cards ; his successor in the same house, an Englishman, not understanding the names employed, transformed them into Pig and Carrots and Pig and Checquers. The Swan with Two Necks, having its origin in two necks or marks cut on the ! beak or mandibil of swans, as a means of identifying the birds belonging to different owners, became the symbol or sign of the Vintner's Company, and is now adopted as an inn or tavern sign. AU ih Year Round., -a , 111 m r- v:. -l 1:, 'Kit ft -ft Ii ii, 1 K-fi i,? m HI iti i